Ken Jones

Despicable in Seattle. I think, therefore I tweet. Army vet. HamRadio KB3JA -- -- There is no reason to follow me.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

Just sayin'

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

That’s how you follow the incident command system: make the mayor the PIO. Um, no.

[Andy Ngo @MrAndyNgo]

Seattle’s socialist mayor may have been lying when she repeatedly claimed her office did not delay the first press conference about the deadly mass sh—ting so that Democrat politicians could attend in front of the cameras.

A source with knowledge inside the police department told local media SPD was ready to share with the public what they knew soon after the gang attack but was made to delay the presser.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

This.

[Yossi BenYakar @YossiBenYakar]

Dr. Tawfik Hamid, one of the most respected Islam specialists in the Arab world, says it without hesitation:
Palestinians are Arab Muslims who believe killing Jews is an act of worship, human sacrifice offered to Allah.
No matter what Israel does, they will not stop.
According to his research, this conflict ends only when every Jew is dead or converts to Islam.
This is not a land dispute. This is ideology.
Watch the video.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

@LukeKIRO @KIRONewsradio @Mynorthwest What the hell happened to vagrancy laws?

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

Dave's Garage has a detailed explanation of Flock cameras. Worth watching whether you're pro or con. "The controversal Flock cameras tracking every car - full breakdown."

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

I have left the South. I am in Wisconsin now.

Day one. Gas station. A woman bumped into me.

She said, "Ope."

I said, "I am so sorry."

She said, "Ope, no, you're fine."

I said, "Ope."

I did not decide to say it. My mouth said it. My mouth has been radicalized.

She smiled like I had passed a test. I do not know what test. I do not know who is grading. I am worried I am doing well.

I started a list. This is my third list. Yes I know. Move on.

Things "Ope" has meant, verified by me, in eleven days:

Sorry. Excuse me. Hello. Thanks. Watch out. Nice one. My mistake. Your mistake. No mistake was made but let's acknowledge the vibe.

A man at the hardware store said "Ope" to a shelf. Nobody was near him. The shelf did not respond. He seemed fine with this outcome.

I want to be clear. He was talking to a shelf. He was okay with it. The shelf, honestly, also seemed okay with it. I am the only one in this story who has a problem.

I asked a very kind older man at a diner what "Ope" means.

He thought about it for a full minute. He was taking it seriously. I could see him running through his life.

Finally he said, "Ope, that's a good question."

Then he stopped. He did not answer. He looked pleased.

Sir.

Sir, that was the question.

I understand now. That was the answer. But at the time, in my heart, I was screaming.

In Alabama, one word did everything. Here, one sound does everything, and nobody can spell it, and nobody will explain it, and every single person including a four-year-old has already mastered it and I am the only person on Earth still taking notes.

I was invited to a Green Bay Packers game.

I did not know what a Packer was. I did not ask. There is a saying in Japan — actually there isn't, I am inventing it right now, please allow this — that a guest does not interrogate the host about the host's own house.

At the stadium, men were wearing large yellow triangles on their heads.

The triangles were cheese.

Not shaped like cheese. Cheese.

I later learned it was foam. At the time, I did not know foam was on the table. I made peace with the fact that these grown men were wearing dairy on their heads and were, if anything, proud.

I want to say this clearly. They were proud of the cheese. The cheese was the point. If I had said, "Sir, your hat is cheese," he would have said, "Thank you." And he would have meant it.

A man next to me offered me a beer. It was 10 a.m.

I said, "It is morning."

He said, "Ope, it's Sunday."

Reader. I could not argue with this. It was, in fact, Sunday. He had used my own calendar against me.

I drank the beer.

The Packers scored. The stadium made a sound I have only heard one other time in my life, at a shrine festival in my hometown, when the mikoshi is lifted onto the shoulders of the men. It is the sound of a crowd becoming one person for about four seconds.

The man next to me hugged me. He did not ask. He did not need to.

He said, "You're one of the good ones."

I do not know what the categories are. I do not know how many exist. I only know I made it into the correct one, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to deserve it.

This is not a joke. This is the only sentence in this post I mean literally.

Halftime. A small child dropped a chicken tender near my shoe.

Before I could speak, she looked up at me and said, "Ope."

She was four.

She was four years old and she had the language and I did not.

I bowed to her. I could not stop myself. My body knew nothing else.

She bowed back. Badly. With enormous commitment. Almost lost her balance. Recovered. Nodded.

Her father saw this whole exchange and put his hand over his heart.

He said, "Aw, jeez."

I have since learned that "Aw, jeez" is what Wisconsin men say when they are about to cry but have democratically voted, as a region, not to.

On my last night, the woman at the hotel front desk asked how my trip had been.

I tried to explain. I used my hands. I said "Ope" seven times. I described the cheese. I described the child. I may have described the shelf.

She listened to all of it. She nodded in the correct places. She did not interrupt once.

When I finished, she was quiet.

Then she said, "Ope, sounds like you had a real nice time, hon."

I did.

I really did.

I am home now. In Tokyo. Last week I bumped into a man on the train.

I said, "Ope."

He looked at me for a long moment.

Then, very quietly, he said it back.

I do not know how it got here.

I am not going to ask.

[DataRepublican (small r) @DataRepublican]

Hello Mrs. Owens,

You told millions of people that Tyler Robinson "wasn't even there." That you felt "confident stating that Tyler Robinson did not kill murder Charlie Kirk."

He was on camera. Prone on the Losi rooftop at 12:22. Shot at 12:23:28. DNA on the screwdriver at 30 quintillion to one. DNA on the rifle at 1.7 octillion to one. He told his family what he did. His parents helped him surrender. He texted his roommate: "I am, I'm sorry." He engraved "Hey Fascist! Catch!" on the ammunition a month before he used it.

You said police "didn't even question" Lance Twiggs. He was interviewed twice. FBI the morning after. Joint state-federal team seven months later. His own attorney. Voluntary phone surrender. You laughed when you said it.

You told Shawn Ryan a shaped charge killed Charlie. That PETN was in his microphone. The medical examiner says gunshot wound. Bullet fragments were recovered from his body. A .30-06 Mauser with Robinson's DNA was found in the woods. Neither side — not prosecution, not defense — has mentioned explosives. Not once in four days.

You said the shot came from below. The Losi building is above the amphitheater.

You called Erika Kirk a "clinical psychopath" to an audience of millions. You said the assassination was "an occult ritual." You said Charlie was "sitting in a pentagram." You told people Israel killed him because he refused Netanyahu.

You made over a hundred episodes. You built a franchise on a dead man's name.

And the hardest fact of all: Tyler Robinson's own defense lawyers — the people whose entire career is on the line to get him acquitted — have refused to make a single one of your arguments. Not one. They're challenging DNA methodology. They are doing their jobs. You were doing something else entirely.

Charlie Kirk changed my life. He platformed my work when nobody knew who I was. He had my back when I was doxxed. I was the ten-thousandth most important person in his world and I will never be able to repay him.

So I did what I know how to do. I read every transcript. I watched every hour of testimony. I cataloged your claims and I held them up against what was said under oath.

Every single one failed.

I don't know why you did this. I'm not going to speculate on your motives, because that would make me exactly the kind of analyst I've spent my career refusing to be. But I know what you did. You told people confident lies about a dead man's murder, and millions of them believed you, and some of them turned that belief into threats against his widow.

The trial continues. And every day of sworn testimony is another day your words get tested against reality... under oath, on the record, where it counts.

I'll be here for all of it... because just as Charlie defended me, I will do what little I can to defend his legacy and @TPUSA and @MrsErikaKirk from evil.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

@ForgottenWarPic Thanks for that. Our knights of Columbus Assembly is named after him.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

Funny, I don’t feel any older. - USA

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

@DrTurleyTalks I’m not sure you can apply your theory to China as you claim, unless you vote the state as the religious head of the people.

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@jasonrantz Shanghai was the same for the 2010 world’s fair. Beautiful during, after not so much.

[Bridget Phetasy @BridgetPhetasy]

Colbert retiring is not like Carson. People watched Carson.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

https://t.co/CZm1IUNqUa Not a painting. This is IRL

[The Babylon Bee @TheBabylonBee]

New Evidence Reveals Judas Received His 30 Pieces Of Silver From The SPLC https://t.co/TMbAhI3jp3

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

Well, will you look at that? Once every year it’s Four Twenty.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

Ah, sure it’ll be grand.

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@seanfeucht This was April first, right?

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

@GadSaad @KamalaHarris @POTUS Thank heaven she takes it seriously and makes it a priority therefore. I had been worried.

[Ken Jones @KenTenTen]

@michaeljknowles …and have been for some time.

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@charlescwcooke Jennifer must be a heathen,bless her heart.

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You gotta love these guys.

[The Babylon Bee @TheBabylonBee]

Billions Dead As Doomsday Clock Springs Forward For Daylight Saving Time https://t.co/QLUBo8CEde