This episode is for everyone that asks how I can defend Trump's messaging.
"Did you see what he said?" Yep.
"Did you see what he posted?" Yep.
Here's my attempt to show you what I see.
Ep. 25 - Trump's Genius: Ciphers, the Science of Jarring Messages, and the Fixer
Did you know Denmark treated Greenland like a colony for decades—even after it "stopped" being one? In the 1950s, they took 22 Inuit kids from their families, shipped them to Denmark to turn them into "little Danes." Most never went home to their parents. Many suffered lifelong trauma. Only a handful survived long enough for Denmark's apology in 2020–2022. Heartbreaking.
Worse: From the 1960s–70s (and into the 90s in some cases), Danish doctors secretly inserted IUDs (birth control coils) into thousands of Greenlandic women & girls—some as young as 12—without consent. Goal? Slow population growth to save money. Half of fertile women affected in peak years. Many left in pain, infertile, or unable to have kids. Victims called it systematic discrimination. Denmark finally apologized in 2025 & agreed to compensation after lawsuits & investigations. This was real colonial control over bodies.
These aren't old stories—they scar Greenland today. Forced child removals + non-consensual birth control = deep trauma for Inuit people.
My God… it brought tears to my eyes. I’ve missed Tchaikovsky’s Piano Concerto for so long
TODAY IN PARIS: This is fabulous - real culture on the streets of Paris.
https://t.co/C6QCDYUB8B
Mel Gibson isn't lying… A recent study documented COMPLETE REMISSION of Stage IV cancers using fenbendazole.
Patients with advanced melanoma, breast, and prostate cancer saw their tumors disappear — without chemotherapy.
Clinical trials must be launched immediately.
@CainLightworker So sorry darlin’. Just know that there is another day and we all pray it will be brighter. Yes, family is everything. Please trust that it will all come together for you. I’ve been following you for years. You are strong. You can do this. ❤️🙏❤️
They killed JFK.
They killed RFK.
They killed MLK.
They lie about 9/11.
They lied about WMD's in Iraq.
They lie about Oct. 7.
They lie about COVID.
They lied about the border until they couldn't lie any more.
They tried to kill Trump, too. Several times.
Every 'official' story they tell you has turned out to be a lie.
It's all coming out.
Many people get hung on ONLY AND SOLELY DECLASSIFYING the RussiaGate/Election stuff.
They have NO IDEA of the real scope of this.
This goes far beyond their spying on Trump and stealing an election to install a dementia patient while they threw open our border and stole our tax money to fund a mass migration.
LOOK AT THE LIST I STARTED THIS POST WITH.
What declassifications have been happening? What are you being shown in the past few months about JFK/RFK/MLK?
The declassifications have been underway for some time now.
Only those who refuse to look won't see what's happening.
This goes back DECADES. To crimes committed before many of us were born.
Obituary for my father.
Richard Warner Carlson died at 84 on March 24, 2025 at home in Boca Grande, Florida after six weeks of illness. He refused all painkillers to the end and left this world with dignity and clarity, holding the hands of his children with his dogs at his feet.
He was born February 10, 1941 at Massachusetts General Hospital to a 15-year-old Swedish-speaking girl and placed in the Home for Little Wanderers in Boston, where he developed rickets from malnutrition. His legs were bent for the rest of his life. After years in foster homes, he was placed with the Carlson family in Norwood, Mass. His adoptive father, a tannery manager, died when he was 12 and he stopped attending school regularly. At 17, he was jailed for car theft, thrown out of high school for the second time, and enlisted in the U.S. Marine Corps.
In 1962, in search of adventure, he drove to California. He spent a year as a merchant seaman on the SS Washington Bear, transporting cargo to ports in the Orient, and then became a reporter. Over the next decade, he was a copy boy at the LA Times, a wire service reporter for UPI and an investigative reporter and anchor for ABC News, covering the upheaval of the period. He knew virtually every compelling figure of the time, including Jim Jones, Patty Hearst, Eric Hoffer, Jerry Garcia, as well as Mafia leaders and members of the Manson Family. In 1965, he was badly injured reporting from the Watts riots in Los Angeles.
By 1975, he was married with two small boys, when his wife departed for Europe and didn’t return. He threw himself into raising his boys, whom he often brought with him on reporting trips. At home, he educated them during three-hour dinners on topics that ranged from the French Revolution to Bolshevik Russia, PG Wodehouse, the history of the American Indian and, always, the eternal and unchanging nature of people. He was a free thinker and a compulsive book reader, including at red lights. He left a library of thousands of books, most dog-eared and filled with marginalia. His reading and life experiences convinced him that God is real. He had an outlaw spirit tempered by decency.
In 1979, he married the love of his life, Patricia Swanson. They were together for 44 years, all of them happy. She died sixteen months before he did and he mourned her every day.
In 1985, he moved to Washington to work for the Reagan Administration. He spent five years as the director of the Voice of America, and then moved to the Seychelles as the US ambassador. In 1992, he became the CEO of the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, and later ran a division of King World television.
The last 25 years of his life were spent in work whose details were never completely clear to his family, but that was clearly interesting. He worked in dozens of countries and breakaway republics around the world, and was involved in countless intrigues. He knew a number of colorful national leaders, including Rafic Hariri of Lebanon, Aslan Abashidze of Adjara, Mobutu Sese Seko of Zaire, and whomever runs Somaliland. He was a fundamentally nonjudgmental person who was impossible to shock, and he described them all with amused affection.
He spoke to his sons every day and had lunch with them once a week for thirty years at the Metropolitan Club in Washington, always prefaced by a dice game. Throughout his life he fervently loved dogs.
Richard W. Carlson is survived by his sons, Tucker and Buckley, his beloved daughter-in-law Susie, and five grandchildren. He was the toughest human being anyone in his family ever knew, and also the kindest and most loyal. RIP.
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