Yea, make no mistake, we hate people covering up a pedophile satanic sex trafficking operation.
We hate people who start new wars & blow up hundreds of little girls on the very first day in the process.
We hate the people who use ICE as a violent force to kill Americans & non Americans alike with impunity under the guise of concern over a damn piece of paper that states citizenship or not.
We hate presidents & cabinet members / politicians who serve themselves & enrich themselves at the cost of the everyday people.
We hate racist. We hate xenophobia. We hate homophobia. We hate this current healthcare system.
John Roberts’ greatest hits:
2010: votes to let unlimited corporate money flood our elections
2013: guts the Voting Rights Act
2024: hands presidents immunity for official acts
That’s not a judge. That’s a demolition crew with a lifetime contract.
True story:
In 1962, doctors in Massachusetts looked at a newborn boy named Rick Hoyt and told his parents to lock him away in an institution. His umbilical cord had twisted around his neck during birth, cutting off oxygen to his brain and leaving him a quadriplegic with severe cerebral palsy.
"He will be a vegetable for the rest of his life," the physicians said.
His father, Dick Hoyt, looked at the way Rick’s eyes tracked movement across the room and refused to believe the diagnosis. He and his wife brought Rick home, read to him, taught him the alphabet, and treated him like any other boy.
When Rick turned eleven, a group of engineers at Tufts University built a specialized computer that allowed him to select letters on a screen by tapping the side of his head against a metal switch. Skeptics doubted he would understand how to use it. Everyone crowded around the monitor, waiting for his first words—expecting "Hi Mom" or "Hi Dad."
Instead, Rick tapped out two words: "Go Bruins."
It was the year the Boston Bruins were in the Stanley Cup Finals. Rick had understood every word spoken around him for eleven years.
Four years later, a local five-mile charity run was organized for a classmate who had been paralyzed in a sporting accident. Using his computer, Rick typed a message to his father: "Dad, I want to do that."
Dick Hoyt was thirty-seven years old, out of shape, and had never run more than a mile at a time. Still, the next morning, he gripped the handles of Rick’s heavy, clunky wheelchair and pushed his son across all five miles, wheezing across the finish line next to last.
That night, Dick was iced down and aching when Rick called him over to the computer screen and tapped out the sentence that altered the trajectory of both their lives:
"Dad, when I’m running, it feels like I’m not handicapped."
Dick Hoyt made a silent vow in that room: if speed made his son feel free, he would lend Rick his own body for as long as his heart could beat.
Dick began training before dawn every day, strapping a hundred-pound bag of cement into the wheelchair while Rick was at school just to build his lungs. Over the next four decades, father and son completed 1,130 endurance races together—including 32 Boston Marathons, a 3,735-mile run and bike across the United States in 45 days, and six grueling Ironman Triathlons.
During an Ironman, Dick would swim 2.4 miles in open water while towing Rick behind him in a small rubber boat tied to his waist, immediately transition to a custom two-seater bicycle to pedal both of them 112 miles, and then strap on running shoes to push Rick 26.2 miles to the finish line.
At the height of their racing years, elite marathoners asked Dick why he never entered a single race alone just to see how many trophies he could win without pushing over a hundred pounds of extra weight.
Dick didn't hesitate. "I have zero desire to take a single step out there by myself," he said. "I am only lending Rick my arms and legs. He is the one lending me his heart."
Most people hit a wall in life because they are only fighting for their own comfort. Self-interest is a fragile fuel; the moment pain, exhaustion, or failure sets in, the mind looks for an exit because it is easy to negotiate with your own excuses.
True endurance is unlocked the moment your discipline becomes the vessel for someone else’s survival, dignity, or freedom. When the people you love depend on your strength, exhaustion loses its vote. Find a mission larger than your own comfort, and you become nearly impossible to break.
Alex Gibney: “There was an estimate that what [Elon Musk] did by suddenly cutting USAID would cost through disease and starvation as many as 14M lives. Even if you discount that, we know within a year of those cuts where they were literally burning food going to starving children, 500K children died. This is really a crime against humanity, but he makes a joke about it, I put USAID into the woodchipper. What he put into the woodchipper were children”
She was EIGHT MONTHS PREGNANT, getting her two children ready for school, when six officers arrived at the door with a warrant.
Porcha Woodruff thought it was a joke. They were arresting her for carjacking.
She and her fiancé asked them to check whether the suspect on the report was pregnant. They refused.
Detroit, the morning of 16 February 2023. She is 32.
Here is how they got to her. A woman had returned the victim's phone to a petrol station. Police ran facial recognition on the petrol station video. The software produced Porcha Woodruff.
Then — and this is the part that turns a software error into a human one — they put her in a photo line-up using an **eight-year-old picture** from a 2015 arrest. They had her current driver's licence. They used the old photo. The victim picked it.
A visibly, enormously pregnant woman was processed for robbery and carjacking.
She was held and released that evening on a hundred-thousand-dollar personal bond. By the time she got out she was having contractions from the stress, and a medical centre recorded a low heart rate from dehydration.
On 6 March the Wayne County Prosecutor dropped the case. Insufficient evidence.
Her lawsuit calls the match what it was: an "unreliable facial recognition match." The police chief said the allegations were "very concerning."
Think about the order of events once more, because it matters.
The machine was wrong. Then a detective chose an eight-year-old photograph over the licence on file. Then six officers went to a house.
Then nobody in that chain looked at a woman eight months pregnant and compared her to a report that did not mention a pregnant suspect.
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The richest man on earth dropped nearly $300 million to buy himself a Congress.
That’s not democracy. That’s a purchase order.
On November 3, remind him the government isn’t for sale.
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On Tues, Trump was asked directly whether we had cut off intelligence sharing with Ukraine. He said no.
Now we learn that yes, his White House cut off access to critical satellite services to Ukraine.
How many times do we have to learn this lesson?
Trump’s word means nothing.
WILD! "MORE GOP CORRUPTION": Texas has TWO judges in the Paxton family's pocket — and they're married to each other.
Judge Cynthia Wheless sat on Ken Paxton's depositions for FOUR YEARS. Then, after the case settled, she sealed them from the public. While the case was still in front of her, she was donating to the Paxtons' campaigns. Paxton's own lawyer's firm poured $3,250 into her campaign.
Then Angela Paxton filed for divorce — and after the first judge recused herself, who gets the case? Cynthia's HUSBAND, Judge Ray Wheless. Who promptly SEALED the divorce records.
The depositions: sealed. The divorce: sealed. The judges: Paxton donors.
Talarico's lawyers are fighting to unseal it all before November. Ask yourself what they're hiding.
CORRUPTION. IN TEXAS. AT THE TOP.