On the 82nd Anniversary of D-Day
Eighty-two years ago today, on June 6, 1944, the greatest armada ever assembled stormed the beaches of Normandy. Young men…American, British, Canadian, and from across the free world…left their landing craft under intense fire, wading through blood-stained surf and attacking machine-gun nests not for conquest, but for liberation. D-Day was not optional. It was the brutal, necessary price to tear France and Europe from the grip of Nazi tyranny. Hitler’s empire of darkness had swallowed a continent; only an iron will, matched by steel and sacrifice, could break it. Over 4,400 Allied soldiers died that single day so that Europe could breathe free again. Their courage shattered the Atlantic Wall and set the stage for the defeat of the most industrialized evil the world had ever known.
Those beaches were won with the certain knowledge that freedom is never guaranteed…it must be defended, sometimes at horrific cost. The Greatest Generation understood that civilization is fragile, that borders and sovereignty matter, and that a people unwilling to fight for their own survival will lose everything.
Today, as we honor their memory, Europe faces a new and different peril. Not panzers rolling across borders, but an unprecedented wave of illegal immigration that has strained welfare systems, transformed neighborhoods, eroded social cohesion, and tested the very identity of the nations those soldiers died to free them in 1944. What was won at Omaha, Utah, Juno, Gold, and Sword cannot be casually surrendered through policy failure, open borders, and a refusal to enforce the most basic duty of any sovereign state: controlling who enters its territory and keeping citizens safe. The ghosts of Normandy do not ask us to hate newcomers…they demand we remember why those young men charged into hell: so that Europe would remain Europe, a home for Western civilization, not a diluted shadow of itself taking a knee.
Europe must wake up. The spirit that stormed those beaches did not fight for a continent that would quietly submit to demographic conquest by migration. It fought for the right of free peoples to decide their own destiny. Honoring D-Day means more than ceremonies and flags. It means recovering the will to secure borders, uphold the rule of law, and defend the hard-won inheritance of our forefathers.
To the fallen of 1944: Your sacrifice was not in vain. But the defense of what you liberated is never finished. Let this anniversary be a call to courage once more…before it is too late.
I took this photo at the 79th anniversary of D-Day in Normandy. Every family in the West should make the journey with their children to visit the beaches, museums, and the American 🇺🇸 Cemetery. Standing where so many gave their lives for freedom is a lesson in history, sacrifice, and gratitude that no classroom can fully replicate. #GreatestGeneration
The ethnicity most likely to be on welfare in each country.
USA: Somalia #1
Denmark: Somalia #1
Netherlands: Somalia #1
Norway: Somalia #1
Finland: Somalia #1
Sweden: Somalia #1
Somalis are most likely to be on welfare and are responsible for the highest crime rates per captia.
@trabea333@Lo775444@TheJusticeDept So you’re willing to take the risk that Iran can smuggle one or more nuclear weapons into the US via shipping container and set them off here?
84 years ago today, a pilot running out of fuel made a decision that won the Pacific War. Most Americans have never heard his name.
June 4, 1942. Six months after Pearl Harbor, Japan's navy is undefeated. Four of the carriers that burned Pearl, Akagi, Kaga, Soryu, and Hiryu, are steaming toward Midway to finish off the US Pacific Fleet.
At 7:52 AM, Wade McClusky launches from USS Enterprise leading 32 Dauntless dive bombers. Here's the detail nobody mentions: McClusky is a fighter pilot. He'd been given the air group weeks earlier and had barely flown a dive bomber in combat. Now he's leading every SBD the Enterprise has at the most important target in the Pacific.
9:20 AM. He arrives at the intercept point where the Japanese fleet is supposed to be.
Empty ocean. Nothing for miles.
The Japanese had turned. Nobody knew where. And now McClusky owns the worst math problem in naval aviation: his fuel is bleeding away, and every minute he keeps searching, he condemns more of his own pilots to ditch in open water where nobody will find them.
Doctrine is clear. Turn back.
McClusky keeps going. He works a search pattern, squeezing miles out of dying fuel tanks.
9:55 AM. Far below, a single Japanese destroyer is cutting a white scar across the ocean at flank speed. It's the Arashi, racing to rejoin the fleet after depth-charging the American submarine Nautilus. Think about that. A failed sub attack is about to give away the entire Japanese navy.
McClusky reads the wake like an arrow and follows it.
10:02 AM. The horizon fills with the entire Japanese strike force. Four carriers, their decks crammed with planes being refueled and rearmed. Fuel lines snaking everywhere. Bombs stacked in the open.
And here's the miracle: the sky above them is empty. Minutes earlier, American torpedo squadrons had attacked at sea level and been annihilated. Torpedo 8 lost all 15 planes. One survivor, Ensign George Gay, watched what came next while hiding under his seat cushion in the water. Those doomed pilots dragged every Japanese fighter down to the waves. The door upstairs was wide open.
10:22 AM. McClusky pushes over from 14,500 feet. Both squadrons follow him down onto Kaga. It's actually a mistake, doctrine said split the targets, but Lt. Dick Best catches it mid-dive, pulls out with two wingmen, and goes after Akagi alone. His single bomb pierces the flight deck into the packed hangar. It's enough.
By 10:28, Kaga, Akagi, and Soryu, the third hit simultaneously by Yorktown's bombers, are floating infernos. Six minutes. Three carriers that attacked Pearl Harbor, gone. Hiryu follows them to the bottom that evening.
The cost of McClusky's gamble was real. Many Enterprise bombers never made it home, some shot down, others swallowed by the sea when their tanks ran dry. McClusky himself was jumped by two Zeros on the way out, took five bullets through his shoulder, and still flew his shot-up Dauntless back to the Enterprise.
Admiral Nimitz said McClusky's decision "decided the fate of our carrier task force and our forces at Midway." Japan never won another major battle.
One borrowed pilot. One destroyer's wake. One choice to keep flying when every gauge said go home.
@history_dame Absolutely amazing that the US Navy turned the entire Pacific War around in minutes just six months after Pearl Harbor with all of the crews of the US carriers.
@uriahz@lilienfeld1@johnarnold Confirmation when this person blocked me at the slightest sign of disagreement.
Always appreciate people who don’t live in Texas thinking they are experts on the subject.