Oh go on then...
"I don’t know who this bloke is, but he looks like he’s stepped straight out of a different era.
The suit. The tie. The moustache. The confidence.
A proper throwback to an England that valued character, individuality and a bit of class."
I too am enjoying Hunter Biden being a great poster, but some people are a little too surprised that the son of a President is smart, well-informed, and good at communicating, as if they think addiction only happens to idiots
I don’t know who this bloke is, but he looks like he’s stepped straight out of a different era.
The suit. The tie. The beard. The confidence.
A proper throwback to an England that valued character, individuality and a bit of class. 👏👍✊🇬🇧👌❤️🙏
Dr. Muhammad Mashali, lovingly known across Egypt as “The Doctor of the Poor,” never owned a car or a cellphone. He lived without luxury, but spent over 50 years quietly healing thousands of lives.
Every day, he walked the streets of Tanta in Egypt’s Nile Delta to his modest clinic, where patients, rich or poor, were always welcome. Many paid nothing. Some days he treated 40 to 50 people, often covering the cost of their medicine himself.
After graduating with honors in 1967, he made a solemn vow: he would never turn away anyone who couldn’t afford treatment, a promise inspired by watching his father sacrifice everything for his education.
“My reward is not money,” he once said, “it’s the smile of someone whose suffering has ended.”
When a wealthy businessman once gifted him $20,000, a car, and an apartment, Dr. Mashali sold it all and used every penny to buy medical equipment for his patients.
He treated everyone with equal dignity, regardless of religion, status, or background. For more than ten hours a day, he offered not just medicine, but compassion and hope.
Dr. Muhammad Mashali passed away in 2020 at the age of 76, leaving behind no wealth, no grand possessions, only a profound legacy of kindness.
Ban Ki-moon, then secretary-general of the United Nations, commented on how, in his visits to some of the most forgotten areas of the world, there was a common factor: the presence of Cuban doctors.
“They are always the first to arrive and the last to leave.”