It’s starting here in America now.
Muslims have reportedly attacked a Christian preacher because he was preaching the Bible in “their area”
Deport these people out of our country.
If MREs are good enough for our troops, why not for welfare?
What if EBT was replaced with monthly MRE deliveries,
8 cases per person. No misuse. No luxury. Just food.
Needs met. Problem solved!
MORE ABOUT HILLARY CLINTON
As some of you know, I was the Air Force Military Aide for Bill Clinton, lived in the White House, traveled everywhere they traveled, and carried the “nuclear football.” As such, I was always in close proximity to both Bill and Hill.
Among the military who served in the White House and the professional White House staff, the Clinton administration was infamously known for its lack of professionalism and courtesy, though few ever spoke about it.
But when it came to rudeness, it was Hillary Clinton who was the most feared person in the administration. She set the tone. From the very first day in my assignment.
When I first arrived to work in the White House, my predecessor warned me. “You can get away with pissing off Bill but if you make her mad, she’ll rip your heart out.” I heeded those words. I did make him mad a few times, but I never really pissed her off. I knew the ramifications.
I learned very quickly that the administration’s day-to-day character, whether inside or outside of DC, depended solely on the presence or absence of Hillary. Her reputation preceded her. We used to say that when Hillary was gone, it was a frat party. When she was home, it was “Schindler’s List.”
In my first few days on the job, and remember I essentially lived there, I realized there were different rules for Hillary. She instructed the senior staff, including me, that she didn’t want to be forced to encounter us. We were instructed that “whenever Mrs. Clinton is moving through the halls, be as inconspicuous as possible.” She did not want to see “staff” and be forced to “interact” with anyone. No matter their position in the building.
Many a time, I’d see mature, professional adults, working in the most important building in the world, scurrying into office doorways to escape Hillary’s line of sight. I’d hear whispering, “She’s coming, she’s coming!” I could be walking down a West Wing hallway, midday, busier than hell, people doing the administration’s work whether in the press office, medical unit, wherever. She’d walk in and they’d scatter. She was the Nazi schoolmarm and the rest of us were expected to hide as though we were kids in trouble. I wasn’t a kid, I was a professional officer and pilot. I said “I’m not doing that.”
There was also a period of time when she attempted to ban military uniforms in the White House. It was the reelection year of 1996, and she was trying to craft the narrative that the military was not a priority in the Clinton administration. As a military aide, carrying the football, and working closely with the Secret Service, I objected to that.
It simply wasn’t a matter of her political agenda; it was national security. If the balloon went up, the Secret Service would need to find me as quickly as possible. Seconds matter.
Finding the aide in military uniform made complete sense. Besides, what commander in chief wouldn’t want to advertise his leadership and command? She finally relented because the Secret Service weighed in.
The Clintons are corrupt beyond words. Hillary is evil, vindictive, and profane. Hillary is a bitch.
This is:
The United States Deputy Chief of Staff for Policy and Homeland Security Advisor, Stephen Miller:
“The reason why those Americans in North Carolina, those mothers, those fathers, those precious little children, were left to die begging their government for help that never came is because the Democrats turned FEMA into an illegal alien resettlement agency.”
Meaning:
The Democrats said FEMA had NO money and left fathers to die in Maui.
The Democrats said FEMA had NO money and left mothers to die in East Palestine, Ohio.
The Democrats said FEMA had NO money and left children to die in North Carolina.
BUT FEMA had an extra $1 BILLION to spend on illegals, including Social Security, Medicaid, SNAP, and voter registration.
And, as a bonus, they complain that Elon Musk is now a trillionaire.
Tout le monde pense que le monde libre a gagné en 1989, à la chute du mur de Berlin.
C'est faux.
Et c'est exactement pour ça que le monde est aujourd'hui en feu.
Ce qui est tombé le 9 novembre 1989, c'est un appareil.
Une économie planifiée, un empire militaire, un mur de béton. Ce qui n'est pas tombé, c'est l'idée. L'idée que le monde se divise en oppresseurs et en opprimés. L'idée qu'il existe une égalité finale à atteindre, par tous les moyens. L'idée que tout ce qui existe (la famille, la nation, le mérite, l'héritage) est une structure de domination à abattre.
Cette idée-là n'était plus dans le bâtiment quand le bâtiment s'est effondré.
Il faut reprendre la chronologie, parce que tout est dans la chronologie :
Le communisme économique avait un défaut fatal : il était réfutable. Il promettait l'abondance, il produisait des famines. Il promettait l'émancipation, il produisait des barbelés. Budapest 1956, Prague 1968, L'Archipel du Goulag publié à Paris en 1973, les boat people de 1979 : à chaque décennie, le réel envoyait sa réfutation. Les boat people étaient une réfutation flottante, visible depuis les plages.
Alors l'idéologie a fait ce que fait tout organisme menacé : elle a muté.
La mutation a un nom, et j'en ai raconté la généalogie ici : la French Theory.
Foucault a déplacé la guerre du terrain des faits, où le communisme perdait à chaque fois, vers le terrain du savoir lui-même.
S'il n'y a pas de vérité, s'il n'y a que des rapports de pouvoir déguisés en savoir, alors plus aucune famine, plus aucun mur, plus aucun goulag ne peut réfuter quoi que ce soit.
La French Theory n'a pas enterré le marxisme.
Elle l'a rendu irréfutable.
Et la mutation a des dates. Toutes antérieures à 1989.
1934 : l'École de Francfort, chassée d'Allemagne, s'installe à Columbia. La critique de l'économie devient critique de la culture.
1964-1965 : Marcuse, exilé allemand devenu professeur américain, remplace le prolétariat défaillant par un nouveau sujet révolutionnaire (les minorités, les étudiants, les marginaux) et écrit noir sur blanc que la tolérance doit être accordée aux mouvements de gauche et refusée à ceux de droite.
Octobre 1966 : le débarquement a une date précise. Université Johns Hopkins, Baltimore. Derrida, Barthes, Lacan présentent la pensée française aux campus américains.
1967 : Rudi Dutschke lance le mot d'ordre, la longue marche à travers les institutions.
1968 : les révolutions de rue échouent partout.
Qu'importe. La révolution ne passera plus par la rue, elle passera par la salle de classe.
1975-1985 : Yale, Berkeley, Columbia absorbent la théorie, qui devient le système d'exploitation des humanités.
1987 : Allan Bloom publie The Closing of the American Mind pour donner l'alerte. Un million d'exemplaires vendus.
L'université le traite de réactionnaire et passe à autre chose.
L'Amérique avait son Aron, elle en a fait la même chose que nous du nôtre.
Puis arrive le 9 novembre 1989.
Le Mur tombe. L'Occident célèbre. Fukuyama avait déclaré la fin de l'Histoire dès l'été, avant même la chute. On démantèle les missiles, on encaisse les dividendes de la paix, on déclare le match terminé.
Nous avons célébré notre victoire sur une adresse vide. L'idéologie avait déménagé vingt ans plus tôt. Nous avons gagné contre les chars et perdu contre les chaires.
Pendant ce temps, l'autre empire communiste faisait la lecture inverse. Pékin avait écrasé Tian'anmen dans le sang cinq mois avant Berlin. Sinistre, mais lucide sur un point : la Chine savait que la guerre était idéologique.
Elle a choisi : abandonner l'économie marxiste, garder le contrôle du récit. L'Occident a fait l'exact opposé : il a gardé le marché et absorbé l'idéologie. Trente-cinq ans plus tard, regardez qui construit des centrales et qui déboulonne ses statues.
Vous voulez la preuve que c'est le même logiciel ? Faites la table de correspondance.
La lutte des classes est devenue la lutte des identités.
Les koulaks sont devenus les privilégiés.
L'autocritique maoïste est devenue le privilege checking. Les commissaires politiques sont devenus les DEI officers.
Le samizdat est devenu le compte shadowbanné.
La nomenklatura a quitté Moscou pour Davos et Bruxelles.
Et le paradis ne s'appelle plus la société sans classes : il s'appelle l'équité, l'égalité des résultats.
Exactement ce que je décrivais ici il y a quelques semaines.
On me dira : il n'y a pas de Goulag.
C'est vrai. C'est même tout le génie de la version 2.0.
Le communisme dur devait briser les corps parce qu'il ne tenait pas les esprits.
Le communisme mou tient les esprits : il lui suffit de briser les carrières.
Pas de camps, des services RH.
Pas de procès de Moscou, des excuses publiques.
Pas de Sibérie, la mort sociale.
Demandez aux émigrés du bloc de l'Est installés en Occident ce qu'ils ressentent en traversant une université américaine en 2026.
Ils reconnaissent l'odeur.
Et voilà pourquoi le monde est en feu.
Une civilisation a passé trente-cinq ans à enseigner à ses propres enfants qu'elle était le problème. Résultat : elle ne sait plus défendre ses frontières, transmettre son héritage, ni même nommer ses ennemis.
Quand la présidente de Harvard, devant le Congrès, répond que condamner un appel au génocide « dépend du contexte », vous voyez le logiciel tourner en production.
Et les prédateurs du dehors lisent cette faiblesse comme un livre ouvert : Moscou teste, Pékin patiente, l'islamisme avance dans les rues de nos capitales.
Le feu extérieur n'est que la conséquence du désarmement intérieur. On ne brûle bien que les maisons qui se sont vidées de leurs défenseurs.
Le Mur n'est pas tombé. Il s'est déplacé. Il ne sépare plus l'Est de l'Ouest : il passe désormais à l'intérieur de chaque institution occidentale, entre ceux qui construisent et ceux qui déconstruisent.
La première guerre froide s'est gagnée avec des missiles et du PIB. La seconde se gagnera avec des écoles, des médias libres et des modèles d'IA. Celui qui écrit les valeurs dans les machines écrira le prochain 1989.
Cette fois, ne nous trompons pas de victoire. Au travail.
I’ll bet half the people interested in the Austin Metcalf murder trial have no idea who this might be. If they only watch junk news like CBS, etc., it’s closer to 100%.
🚨 JUST IN: Anti-white supporters of Karmelo Anthony are FURIOIS in the murder trial of Austin Metcalf, witnesses CONTINUE coming to the stand and obliterating the "self defense" lies
The prosecution ALREADY RESTED their case, and the defense is FLAILING!
"Prosecutors asked, did Karmelo Anthony provoked the confrontation? He answered YES."
"And on the prosecution side, jurors heard from student witnesses who described Anthony as the aggressor, saying he REFUSED to leave their team's tent after Metcalf repeatedly asked him."
"A 16 year old witness testified that quote, Anthony repeated, 'F y'all, I'm not going to leave!'"
"He said, Anthony also threatened 'touch me and see what happens.'"
"Well, Metcalf told him quote, 'I am not going to fight you.'" @Brooketaylortv
LIFE IN PRISON IS TOO KIND FOR THIS MONSTER! He walked in and intended to kill Austin Metcalf.
You don't stab someone at a track meet in "self defense" when nobody ganged up on you, had weapons or even attacked you.
This is OPEN AND SHUT.
They Only Love Us When We’re Dead
Let me explain why @PeteHegseth’s struggle cuts deep for so many of us.
He jokes about receiving 100% negative media coverage as @SecDef. Classic infantry humor. But behind the laugh is something serious, something warriors like me feel deep in our bones.
I didn’t know who he was until @realDonaldTrump announced him. I was bitter. Burned out. After years of watching the Army rot under leaders who didn’t believe in warfighters, I was ready to walk away. Then I saw his interview with @ShawnRyan762, and for the first time in years, I heard my own voice coming from someone else.
He was raw, honest, full of fire and frustration, saying what so many of us have felt and lived. I listened to The War on Warriors during my PCS from California to Texas and thought: maybe, just maybe, the tide is turning. But then came the media.
They didn’t see a man reborn from war, they saw tabloid bait. They didn’t see someone rise from the wreckage of combat, they saw a drunk, a womanizer, a threat to their fragile narratives. They ignored the mission, the movement, the message. They attacked the man. Because that’s what they always do.
And for the first time, I asked myself: is that how America sees me?
Because I drank too much. I chased women. I did reckless things to feel alive after brushing shoulders with death. Like many infantrymen, I struggled when I came home. Not because I was broken, but because I was human.
The media never tells that story. They only love us when we fight their wars, come home silent, and k*ll ourselves. That’s the Soldier they’re comfortable with. The one who disappears. But rise from that? Try to lead again? Speak your mind? Now you’re dangerous.
So no, I’m not asking the media to be nicer to him. I’m asking the American people to see through them. To understand what it means to walk through fire, stumble, and still choose to serve again, reborn. Because when you malign warriors for surviving the wars you forgot, don’t be surprised when we stop trusting you.
They went from “thank you for your service” to “how dare you not be perfect.” From hero to headline. They used our war, our pain, our sacrifice, and turned their backs the moment we showed our scars. That’s not criticism. That’s betrayal.
If the media actually cared about warfighters, they’d shine a light on our real battles: the suicide crisis, mold ridden barracks, a broken VA, commanders who punish truth tellers, and an IG system built to bury the truth. But they don’t. Instead, they spend their time tearing down Pete Hegseth for anything they can spin, forcing him to pause the mission just to swat away their lies. That’s not journalism. That’s sabotage. And we see it for exactly what it is.
And it proves what so many of us have known for years: they don’t hate Pete because he failed us, they hate him because he won’t fail warriors.
They don’t care about warfighters. They care about the narrative. And for the first time in years, the narrative is scared. We aren't backing down.
🚨 LET'S GO! TEXAS KEEPS FIGHTING BACK!
"8-YEAR-OLD GIRLS FORCED TO MARRY 60-YEAR-OLD MEN" - FRISCO RESIDENT TO CITY COUNCIL: "REJECT THE MOSQUE - THINK OF YOUR DAUGHTERS & GRANDDAUGHTERS!"
Frisco resident Jose Duarte spoke for the majority at the City Council meeting on the proposed Islamic Center of Quad Cities mega-mosque:
“I’m here because I reject, and the majority here rejects, the construction of this mosque. In a democracy, the majority rules. It’s as simple as that. Reject the proposal.”
He turned to the politicians:
“You’re humans too. You have daughters and granddaughters. In the Quran, two women equal one man in court, a woman is less valuable.
Imagine your girls finding out you promoted something that steps on women’s rights worldwide.
In Islamic countries, 8-year-old girls are forced to marry 60-year-old men, raped, and their families do nothing because the religion approves it.”
On terror and Taqiyyah:
“Muslims won’t condemn Hamas, Hezbollah, or the Taliban, they killed thousands of our soldiers. If they do, it’s Taqiyyah, lying to protect Islam.”
He closed strong:
“Islam claims to be peace, yet leaving it means death. Jesus Christ is God and the only God. The majority has the last word we, the people, reject this proposal.”
Frisco says NO. The majority has spoken.
Today should be Richard Best Day. Piloting a Dautless dive bomber, he sank two japanese carriers in battle of Midway.
He led his squadron in the attack despite an oxygen system malunction that burned his lungs and permanently disabled him. Hall of Fame American Hero. Unbeatable.
🚨OFF-DUTY DEPUTY DOES WHAT ANY REAL FATHER WOULD DO: BLOWS AWAY CARJACKER THREATENING HIS BABY
A brave Harris County Sheriff’s deputy just saved his own child’s life. When 27-year-old Darrius Williams ignored every command and ripped open the passenger door of the deputy’s car—with the little kid strapped in the backseat—the deputy fired and dropped him. Two strangers. No warning. Direct threat to an innocent child.
This is not complicated. You break into a cop’s vehicle where his baby is sitting? You get smoked. Period. The deputy protected his family the way every father should. No apologies. The kid is safe. That’s what matters.
🇺🇸 Los Ángeles: un provocador con el torso al descubierto golpea a varios pasajeros en el metro. De pronto, un hombre aparece y con un mataleón bien ejecutado lo pone a dormir.
Ese hombre actuó valientemente. Usar la fuerza debida en el momento preciso evita problemas mayores.