Dear God,
Thank You for the gift of this Tuesday. Thank You for Your love and for the many blessings You continue to give us each day. We are grateful that You have brought us this far.
As we go through today, we place everything in Your hands. Guide our steps, give us wisdom in every decision, and help us to do everything with excellence and integrity. When we face challenges, remind us that You are with us, and when we grow weary, renew our strength.
Lord, go before us in our work, our plans, and every conversation we have today. Open the right doors, protect us from harm, and let Your favor surround us. Fill our hearts with peace, kindness, and gratitude, and help us to be a blessing to those around us.
We trust You with this day, knowing that Your plans for us are good. May everything we do bring glory to Your name.
In Jesus' name, we pray
There's an entire niche right now turning World Cup matches into anime.
Players reimagined as anime characters.
Whole matches recapped in anime style.
Mbappe as dictator, Haaland as viking, there's unlimited ideas.
These videos are pulling millions of views each.
Accounts gaining 100k+ followers since the World Cup started.
The people winning are posting within minutes of a match starting.
A goal goes in, the trend spikes, and they already have the anime version up while everyone else is still watching.
That's the whole game. Ride the moment while the attention is peaking.
This World Cup is the biggest ever. 104 matches, 48 teams, hosted by the USA with guaranteed Tier 1 audience.
And you don't need to animate anything by hand. One image, a prompt, an AI video tool.
There are much fewer brands implementing the world cup in their marketing than there should be.
South Africa Is Playing With Fire
Boardrooms are now battlegrounds. Activists are marching into corporate offices across South Africa demanding that "foreigners" pack up and leave.
President Cyril Ramaphosa @CyrilRamaphosa this cannot stand and here's why it's not just wrong, it's dangerously short-sighted. Please ask yourself does South Africa know how deeply it is embedded in the rest of this continent?
✅️1. MTN carries hundreds of millions of subscribers across Nigeria, Ghana, Uganda, Rwanda, Côte d'Ivoire, and beyond a South African company thriving on African soil that isn't its own. @MTNza
✅️2. Absa now earns nearly a third of its group profit from outside South Africa — Botswana, Ghana, Kenya, Mauritius, Mozambique, Uganda, Zambia, Tanzania and is still acquiring more African banks as we speak. @Absa
✅️3.Standard Bank remains the continent's largest bank by assets, moving trillions of rand through African economies every single year. @StandardBankZA
✅️4. MultiChoice/DStv has for decades been the dominant gatekeeper of entertainment and information across dozens of African households.
✅️5. Sanlam and Old Mutual manage insurance and pension savings for millions of East and West Africans.
✅️6. Nandos, Steers, and Debonairs feed households across Kenya, Nigeria, Zambia, and Uganda.
✅️7. Bidvest and Imperial Logistics run supply chains that keep goods moving through multiple African economies.
✅8. ️Then there's tourism an industry South Africa depends on heavily, and where the hypocrisy cuts sharpest. Hospitality groups like Tsogo Sun, City Lodge, and Sun International have expanded into Zambia, Nigeria, and beyond. South African Airways, Airlink, and a web of SA-based travel companies have spent decades marketing Cape Town, Kruger, and the Garden Route to the rest of the continent and Africans have answered in huge numbers. Kenyans, Nigerians, Ghanaians, and others fill Sandton hotels, Table Mountain cable cars, and Kruger safari lodges every year, injecting real foreign currency into the South African economy.
So which is it? Do you want African wallets in your tills and African bodies in your hotel beds, but not African faces in your boardrooms?
Now imagine just for a moment Nigeria, Kenya, Zambia, or Ghana adopting the same logic. Boardrooms in Lagos or Nairobi staging walk-ins demanding MTN executives leave, Absa hand back its banking licenses, or Kenyan immigration quietly discouraging South African tourists from checking into Mombasa or Diani hotels. The fallout for South Africa would be instant and brutal and tourism, banking, and telecoms would be the first casualties, not the last.
This is the essence of glass houses and stones. You cannot build a continental empire in banking, telecoms, insurance, and tourism, and then slam the door on that same continent's citizens the moment it's convenient at home. It's worth remembering South Africa's most celebrated exports thrive precisely because other nations didn't gatekeep opportunity by passport.
Trevor Noah built a global career from a studio in New York. Elon Musk, born in Pretoria, built his fortune in Silicon Valley and Texas. Both benefited from economies that judged them on merit, not nationality. @Trevornoah@elonmusk
If Africa responds to South Africa's boardroom nativism with mirrored nativism, no one wins least of all South Africans working, investing, and building across this continent.
Mr. President, this is a fire worth putting out before it spreads.
As always, I choose to remain an optimist.
Mohammed Hersi
A true African patriot at heart
Paul was preaching, and a young man sitting by the window fell from the third story and died. Imagine that moment. Fear filled the room. Panic broke out. Everyone's attention shifted from the sermon to the tragedy.
But Paul was not shaken.
He went down, embraced the young man, prayed for him, and God restored his life. Then Paul returned upstairs and continued speaking to the believers until daybreak.
What an extraordinary picture of unwavering faith.
Life has a way of interrupting us. Just when everything seems to be moving well, something unexpected happens. A painful phone call. A betrayal. A financial crisis. A sickness. A loss. A closed door. A dream that suddenly appears dead.
Most people stop there. They allow the circumstance to define the rest of their story.
But there is a level of spiritual maturity where you refuse to be moved by what you see. You know that your God has the final word.
When circumstances knock, keep moving.
When the enemy tries to distract you, keep moving.
When people count you out, keep moving.
When your prayers seem delayed, keep moving.
Not because you are pretending everything is fine, but because your confidence is not in the situation—it is in God.
You keep moving because you know that what looks dead is not beyond the power of resurrection.
You keep moving because all things work together for good to those who love God and are called according to His purpose.
You keep moving because thanks be to God, who always causes us to triumph in Christ.
You keep moving because the battle belongs to the Lord, and He has never lost a battle.
You keep moving because the God who started the good work in you is faithful to complete it.
You keep moving because your testimony is still being written.
The devil wants your focus to remain on what fell.
God wants your faith to remain on who raises the dead.
Do not let one bad season make you abandon your assignment.
Do not let one disappointment silence your calling.
Do not let one failure convince you that your story is over.
If God could restore life to a young man who had fallen, He can restore your marriage, your ministry, your business, your finances, your health, your joy, your peace, and every promise that seems to have died.
This is not the end.
Keep praying.
Keep believing.
Keep serving.
Keep worshipping.
Keep preaching.
Keep trusting.
In the end, it will always end in praise, because our God is still the God who brings dead things back to life.
Keep moving. God is fighting for you. Victory belongs to Jesus, and your testimony is on the way.
#Arsenal have sold Leandro Trossard for a fee close to what we paid, after the best years of his career with 36 goals and 34 assists in 174 games. He will go down in history as the player who scored our most important, title winning goal; a true cult hero.
Arsenal bought Leandro Trossard from Brighton in January 2023 for an initial £20 million, with add-ons taking the headline figure to £27 million. He signed a four and a half year deal running to the summer of 2027.
Three and a half years later, Besiktas have agreed €20 million, roughly £17 million, to take him off Arsenal's hands with one year left on that contract.
Let's talk about what this actually means for lay men and for a club financially, because the number looks underwhelming until you understand how football accounting works.
When a club signs a player, the transfer fee is not recorded as an immediate expense. It is spread evenly across the length of the contract, a process called amortization. I have written about this before.
Arsenal paid £20 million guaranteed and spread that over 4.5 years. By July 2026, approximately 3.5 years have elapsed, meaning roughly 78% of that cost has already been written off the books. The remaining book value sitting on Arsenal's balance sheet is somewhere around £4.4 to £6 million depending on which fee figure you use.
So when Besiktas pay £17 million for a player whose book value is roughly £5 million, Arsenal are booking a profit of somewhere between £11 and £12 million on a player entering the final year of his deal.
That is actually quite smart business. A 32 year old with one year left on his contract and a player who, whatever his contributions, was never going to be a first team starter.
Getting £17 million for him rather than watching him walk away for nothing next summer is exactly the kind of decision that keeps clubs on the right side of PSR.
I think Arsenal have done well. What do you think?
My name is Ajoje. I am a FIFA Licensed Agent and International Sports Lawyer. I write on the Law and Business of Football, a lot. Repost and Follow if you want to read more posts like this.
In Revelation 4:1, John writes: “After these things I looked, and behold, a door standing open in heaven. And the first voice which I heard was like a trumpet speaking with me, saying, ‘Come up here, and I will show you things which must take place after this.’”
In Numbers 10, the Lord commanded Moses to make two silver trumpets. These trumpets symbolized the voice of God and were used to call the congregation together. This is the same imagery John uses in Revelation when he says, “the first voice I heard was like a trumpet speaking.”
We see this confirmed in 1 Thessalonians 4:16, which describes the Lord descending “with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God.” Revelation 4:1 is therefore a clear picture of the Rapture of the Church.
Revelation 5 confirms this further. There, the Church is already in heaven — redeemed by the blood of the Lamb from every tribe, tongue, people, and nation — singing a new song before the throne as a glorified, heavenly assembly.
In contrast, Revelation chapters 6–19 describe the Great Tribulation, also called “the time of Jacob’s trouble.” In these chapters, the Church is nowhere to be found on earth. This absence shows that the Church has already been raptured to heaven.
The seven trumpets therefore have nothing to do with the Rapture. They are instruments of God’s judgment that unleash His wrath during the Tribulation — meteors poisoning the seas, solar and lunar eclipses, plagues of demonic locusts, and a demonic army that kills a third of mankind. These are divine disasters, not the catching away of the saints.
GET YOURSELF READY FOR THE PRE-TRIBULATION RAPTURE WHEN JESUS RETURNS TO SNATCH-AWAY HIS CHURCH IN THE CLOUDS!
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HOW TO BE SAVED
1 Corinthians 15:3-4
Romans 10:9
Romans 3:23
Ephesians 2:8
John 14:6
John 1:12
Acts 4:12
2 Corinthians 5:21
Watch this video to discover some of the Bible verses you can apply in your marriage.
Let me tell you something: if you want your marriage to succeed, you have to follow what the Word of God says.
The Bible is the best manual for every marriage.
At some point, you and your spouse should sit down together and make a commitment that if something is not in line with Scripture, you will not practice it in your marriage.
The strongest and healthiest marriages are built on God's Word.
Give it a try. You can save your marriage.
It is not God's plan for your marriage to fail.
If you are on the verge of filing for divorce, I pray that these Bible verses will speak to your hearts, save your marriage, and that God will restore your relationship.
Watch this video to discover some of the Bible verses you can apply in your marriage.
A private aviation broker in Switzerland offered me $150,000 for a 48-hour job. The task seemed straightforward: track down and recover a luxury Gulfstream G650 parked at a private hangar in Nairobi. The wealthy owner had defaulted on a massive international bank loan, and the asset needed to be quietly repossessed before local authorities seized it for unpaid airport taxes. I flew in on a Thursday night, thinking it was a routine asset recovery.
I brought my own flight technician, a brilliant engineer who can bypass any avionics security system in under ten minutes. By 2:00 AM, we bypassed hangar security, slipped inside the cockpit, and hooked our diagnostics hardware into the jet's central computer. But the moment the avionics lit up, our terminal screen began flashing a series of bizarre, non-standard flight telemetry errors.
FIFA loves Messi, the world loves Ronaldo.
Like I said, Ronaldo is bigger than the World Cup; he doesn't need a trophy to prove he's the greatest. ⚽🐐🇵🇹
Kenyan Millennial Men Have No Plan B
Kenyan men die young. The average male life expectancy is about 62, and healthy life expectancy, the years you actually live in good health, is closer to 57. So even the so-called average man spends his final years unwell.
Pick a random sample of twenty men in their thirties, and a startling number are already fatherless. Their old men are long dead, or they were never there to begin with: present but deadbeat, or absent and deadbeat, take your pick. Very few men have the privilege of seeing their fathers live into their 80s and 90s.
If I show up in my village right now, the men in their 40s and 50s have already begun to thin out. Between 60 and 75, there are almost none, and the rare one who reaches his mid-70s suddenly has a real shot at 85 and beyond. It is a silent crisis, and you never notice it until you are 40, marrying again, needing uncles to escort you, only to realize there are no uncles left, only cousins.
Our fathers’ generation was wasted by HIV/AIDS and by the economic collapse of the late 1980s and 1990s, a collapse engineered in part by World Bank and IMF prescriptions, the structural adjustment programs, not unlike what is being done to us now. Many in Gen Z may not know this, but there was a time when this country actually made things. The Western Kenya belt ran on sugar: Chemelil, Muhoroni, Nzoia, Mumias, Sony.
Webuye had Pan Paper. There were cotton ginneries and pyrethrum, and coffee farming spread as far as Kisii. Nakuru was busy as hell. So was Kitale, and even small outposts like Kilgoris. Thika was big, big, and industrial. Then, within a decade, the factories went quiet, the parastatals were privatized, and every plant that shut, every institution that was sold off, took real livelihoods and real families down with it.
People retreated to the countryside. I still remember the prettiest girl who transferred to our school. I would vote for Ruto if that is what it takes to find out how her life turned out. She looked like she had lived a cushioned life somewhere, only to land in rural Kisii, in a jigger-infested classroom. Those were the real-time adjustments that millennials rarely talk about. Maybe that is part of why so many of us are quietly traumatized.
As I said, our fathers at least had a Plan B: ancestral land, and our mothers.
As men, we romanticize our independence now, and some treat marriage as a woman’s backup plan, but in the 1980s and 90s, it was often a wife’s ingenuity that kept the whole family alive. And for the many men who died early, leaving behind young, bewildered widows, it was the women who carried the weight of raising everyone, without taking anything away from the men who did their part.
For a while, between roughly 2005 and 2015, I honestly believed millennial men would escape our fathers’ fate. Now I am not so sure. More and more millennial men are walking into something worse than what their fathers faced.
Where the late 1980s and 1990s lost a generation of productive men and women to HIV/AIDS, the late 2010s and 2020s are killing men with something quieter: a broken economy, made worse by terrible political choices, a shaky global situation, and a future nobody can read. As Darius Okolla has argued, millennials are the first generation here to enter adulthood under this much uncertainty.
For our parents, marriage and a home of your own, even a badly built one, were realistic dreams. Plenty of millennials did manage to put up decent houses in the towns ringing Nairobi. But far more never accumulated enough to reach escape velocity from poverty. It is those born in the late 1980s and 1990s who hurt the most: bright enough to get into college and raised to believe that education was the key to everything. What a cruel joke that has turned out to be.
A huge share of graduates since 2014 have never held a properly structured formal job, the kind you keep consistently for five years, long enough to set yourself up for the basics. So instead of marrying, a man in this position ends up with a baby mama, and often cannot even provide for the baby. Just yesterday, I was talking with a younger Gen Z cousin about the recent spike in new HIV infections, and she told me, plainly, that she keeps condoms on her because some of the young men she meets cannot even afford one. That is not a joke, man.
And here is the part that should frighten you: this is the same machine that took our fathers. After years of steady decline, from about 94,000 new HIV infections at the peak down to roughly 16,000 in 2024, new infections jumped again in 2025, past 20,000, the first reversal in years. The cause is almost insultingly familiar. When the United States froze PEPFAR and USAID funding, prevention collapsed almost overnight. Testing fell, PrEP uptake halved, and young people aged 15 to 24 now account for about four in every ten new infections. Donor money built the wall that held the disease back, and the moment it was pulled, the disease started walking back through. History is not repeating. It is rhyming, and it is rhyming in our generation. Worse, our government, like so many across Africa, rarely wants to solve some of these basic problems.
Now that we are in our 40s, economic depression is a silent killer. No amount of motivation, no think piece, no pep talk will bail a man out. At some point, you need the only thing that actually works: money.
Our economy began its slow collapse around 2015. Some of the rot traces back to the 2008-09 global crash; the West never fully recovered, and when America sneezes, the rest of us still catch the cold. But the deeper wounds were self-inflicted. We raised a Eurobond of roughly Sh 200 billion, and to this day the Auditor General cannot fully account for it; by the official reckoning, around a billion dollars has never been traced to any actual project. We built a wildly overpriced SGR. The effects were immediate. As Eurobond repayments and other loans came due, cash drained out of the economy. The banks that used to hawk loans to us before 2015 found a far better customer in the government itself, and what little credit remained for ordinary people dried up.
Before long, counties stopped paying on time. Today, the unpaid bills are staggering: national government pending bills alone have exceeded Sh 500 billion, and the total, including counties, sits north of Sh 690 billion, much of it owed to small suppliers who have since folded. Taxes climbed, inflation climbed, companies issued profit warnings after profit warnings, and many shut, exactly as they did in the 1990s.
The economy kept shrinking, and in the meantime, we handed the keys to a thieving elite, the kind of arrangement where only they get to steal, so the money pools in fewer and fewer hands.
In real life, this is what it looks like: if you run a business, the stock does not move. A friend who sells electronics in Luthuli told me that in his good years, back in the 2010s, he shifted serious volume and was, in real terms, a millionaire. These days, he is lucky to sell one cheap Chinese TV a week. Last I heard, he may close shop.
You can see it in black tax too, which keeps climbing. I told Gordon Opiyo recently that we should be careful about celebrating the rise in diaspora remittances. That money is not flowing home to buy Treasury bonds or build anything; it is flowing home to plug the holes that government irresponsibility keeps tearing open in people’s lives, something both the Central Bank and the Kenyan Demographic Health Survey admit.
Ruto did not kill the Kenyan economy. It was already on life support by the time he inherited it. Whatever little resuscitation he managed, he did for himself and his cronies. Now, standing over a dead economy, all he does is dance and piss on the grave while his bloggers cheer.
None of this is to say women are not suffering. They are, and their story is theirs to tell. But what I am certain of is this: in the coming decade, a lot of men’s deaths will be hastened by the collapsing economy. Whether we lose them to drugs, to suicide, to slow depression, or to plain loss of hope, the direction is grim. If things keep tanking, I would not be shocked to see male life expectancy slide back toward the mid-50s. Broke men cannot afford decent healthcare or good food. And broke men, more than anyone, tend to lose their networks and their relationships, even within their own families. That isolation is its own quiet killer.
So, educated millennials and Gen Z men, hear me clearly.
The point of laying all this out is not to bury you. It is to get you to stop waiting for the economy, or the government, or some motivational speaker, to come and rescue you. They are not coming. The men who make it through the next ten years will be the ones who saw the storm early and built for it: who learned a skill the market actually pays for, who pooled resources with other men instead of competing in misery, who kept their bodies and their minds intact, and who refused to let shame cut them off from the people who love them. Money is the goal, yes, but the things that keep a broke man alive long enough to go and make it are boring and unglamorous: a few real friends, a reason to wake up, and the stubbornness to not check out early.
Our fathers had land and our mothers to fall back on. We were handed no Plan B. We have to become our own. Build it now, while you still can, because the times are bad, and they will get worse before they get better. The men who understand this and move will not merely survive. They will be the ones still standing when the dust settles, and the ones who get to rebuild.
Nothing messes with a man like a bad economy. And this, my friends, is not a wantam or tutam thing. This one outlasts whoever is sitting in State House
In 1965 Malaysia kicked Singapore out of the Malaysian federation, and Tunku Abdul Rahman thought he had won. He had dumped a port city with no oil, no farmland, no fresh water, and two and a half million people crammed onto an island smaller than Lake Tahoe. Sixty years later Singapore's GDP per capita runs past $84,000 while Malaysia limps along under $12,000. The man who got expelled built the richest patch of dirt in Asia. The man who did the expelling built the New Economic Policy.
Let's study what happened.
Start with what Singapore lacked. No resources. No hinterland. No domestic market worth the name. By every theory that says a nation needs raw materials to prosper, Singapore should have starved. Instead Lee Kuan Yew made his country a place where capital felt safe. Low tariffs. Easy entry for foreign firms. Courts that enforced contracts instead of shaking down the parties. Corporate tax dropped to 17 percent, personal rates capped at 22, no tax on most capital gains. Money flowed in because money is not stupid.
Malaysia chose the opposite. The New Economic Policy was racial central planning dressed up as fairness. Bumiputera quotas demanded that ethnic Malays hold 30 percent of corporate equity, that government contracts favor Malay-owned firms, that universities admit by race rather than ability. The state picked winners by bloodline. Predictably, the productive Chinese and Indian minorities took their capital and brains elsewhere, much of it to (where else) Singapore. You distort prices and incentives long enough, the talented people leave. They always leave.
Lee Kuan Yew was not perfect. The man jailed opponents, sued journalists into poverty, and ran a soft authoritarian state with a fondness for caning. He banned chewing gum, which is the kind of thing a control freak does when he runs out of real problems. Singapore is no libertarian paradise. The government owns Temasek and GIC, sovereign wealth funds sitting on close to a trillion dollars combined, and public housing covers 80 percent of the population. Plenty there for a free market thinker to dislike.
But here is the lesson Malaysia missed. Lee understood the difference between an interventionist government and a parasitic one. Singapore's state stayed mostly out of the price system. It kept inflation low, the currency credible, the bureaucracy clean, and trade open. Transparency International ranks it the fifth least corrupt country on earth. Malaysia sits at 57th, with a former prime minister, Najib Razak, currently serving time for looting 1MDB to the tune of billions. One country treated public office as a trust. The other treated it as a buffet.
Capital responds to incentives, not slogans. When Singapore guaranteed property rights and kept the rules predictable, Exxon and Shell built refineries, banks set up regional headquarters, and the port became the busiest transshipment hub in the world. When Malaysia told investors that race would override merit and that the rules could change whenever a minister felt like it, the smart money discounted everything by a risk premium. Over fifty years that premium compounds into a $70,000 gap in living standards.
Who controls the media? Updated list.
Meta owns:
Facebook
Instagram
WhatsApp
Messenger
Threads
Oculus
Meta AI
Meta is controlled by Mark Zuckerberg who is jewish
Alphabet owns:
Google
YouTube
Android
Gmail
Chrome
Pixel phones
Nest smart home devices
Fitbit
DeepMind
Gemini AI
Waymo self-driving cars
Verily
Calico
Wing drone delivery
Alphabet is controlled by Larry Page and Sergey Brin who are both jewish
Tic Tok
U.S. algorithm and infrastructure is controlled by Oracle
Oracle is controlled by Larry Ellison who is jewish
-Hookup Apps
Match Group owns:
Tinder
Hinge
OkCupid
Match. com
Plenty of Fish
Meetic
The League
BLK
Archer
OurTime
Was founded by Barry Diller who is jewish
Grindr
Was founded by Joel Simkhai who is jewish
Bumble
Was founded by Whitney Wolfe Herd who is jewish
-Porn
Onlyfans
Owned by Leonid Radvinsky who is jewish
Vixen Media Group owns:
Blacked
Blacked Raw
Vixen
Tushy
Deeper
Founded by Greg Lansky who is jewish
Aylo/MindGeek Owns/owned:
Pornhub
YouPorn
RedTube
Brazzers
Reality Kings
Digital Playground
Men. com
Sean Cody
Tube8
Solomon Friedman is the owner of Aylo and he’s jewish
Gamma Entertainment owns/operates:
Adult Time
Pure Taboo
Wicked
many other affiliate studios/platforms
Founded by Karl Bernard who is jewish
-Movies/TV/News
Warner Brothers Discovery owns:
Warner Bros. Pictures
HBO
CNN
DC Studios
Cartoon Network
Discovery Channel
TNT
TBS
Max (formerly HBO Max)
Adult Swim
HGTV
Food Network
Animal Planet
Warner Brothers is run by David Zaslav who is jewish
Disney owns:
ESPN
ABC
Marvel Studios
Lucasfilm
Pixar
20th Century Studios
Disney+
Hulu (major controlling stake)
National Geographic
Disney is run by Bob Iger who is jewish
Paramount Global owns:
CBS
CBS News
CBS Sports
Local CBS stations
Film Studios
Paramount Pictures
Paramount Animation
Cable Networks
MTV
Nickelodeon
Comedy Central
BET
VH1
CMT
TV Land
Smithsonian Channel
Logo TV
Pop TV
Streaming/Premium:
Paramount+
Showtime
Pluto TV
Major franchises/IP:
Top Gun
Mission: Impossible
Star Trek
South Park (licensing/streaming)
SpongeBob SquarePants
Transformers
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Paramount Global is controlled by Sheri Redstone, who is jewish
Comcast owns:
NBCUniversal
NBC
Universal Pictures
Peacock
MSNBC
CNBC
Telemundo
Sky (Europe)
DreamWorks Animation
Xfinity
Comcast is controlled by Roberts family who is Jewish
Amazon owns:
Amazon Prime
MGM Studios
Twitch
Audible
IMDb
Amazon Music
Ring
Blink
Amazon Echo
Alexa
Kindle
Amazon is run by Andy Jassy who is jewish
-AI/Data Centers
OpenAI/ChatGPT
Run by Sam Altman who is jewish
Palentir provides advanced data integration, surveillance, AI, and analytics infrastructure used by military, intelligence, law enforcement, and major corporations. Its platforms help organizations combine massive amounts of fragmented data into real-time operational intelligence for warfare, policing, logistics, cybersecurity, manufacturing, and decision-making, making it one of the most strategically influential data and defense technology companies in the world.
Was founded by Alex Karp, Peter Thiel, Stephen Cohen and Joe Lonsdale, 3 of the 4 are jewish and the other gives speeches on the Antichrist. Operated by Alex Karp who is jewish.
Oracle owns:
Oracle Database
Java
MySQL
NetSuite
Cerner
Sun Microsystems technologies
It’s important because it owns core infrastructure software that powers governments, banks, hospitals, corporations, and large parts of the internet. Its control of technologies like Oracle Database, Java, MySQL, and Cerner gives it enormous influence over the backend systems modern society depends on.
Owned by Larry Ellison who is jewish