There are several Americans being held hostage in Gaza. Why the F is this not the lead story on every news channel, every day, until they are returned? WTF happened to us?
@gummibear737 💯 Also not Jewish, and I support Israel for the same reason. Plus, it doesn’t seem like having one tiny country for the Jewish people, in their ancestral homeland, should be too much to ask.
I believe that 95% of the anti-Israel sentiment is simple bigotry.
@Demodred2022@CNBC 💯 I started a bunch of shows that seemed interesting, but then stopped when it was clear they were cramming them full of unnecessary woke garbage.
This fight is for all WOMEN ! Last October, I reported men repeatedly showing up in the women's locker room at my gym. I reported it four times. Nothing was done. Then, instead of protecting me, they walked me out with police and terminated my membership.
I've spent the last ten months carrying that trauma, and I've realized something: if no one is held accountable, nothing changes. So now I'm fighting back, legally, for me and for every girl who comes after me. I don't want another woman to ever go through what I went through.
I can't do this alone. I need your help.
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The Tyranny of Massachusetts: A Personal Story
This is going to be different. It’s a long post, but it’s personal, and it might explain why I am the way I am. And why so many people who’ve left Massachusetts carry the same fire I do.
They call Massachusetts the birthplace of freedom. The irony is suffocating. Because the spirit of freedom still exists there, but only beneath the crushing weight of the same kind of tyranny we once fought a war to break free from. The ones who lit the fuse in 1775 would spit on what it’s become today.
I grew up in Massachusetts with my sister. Our mom and dad raised us right. They had their issues and divorced in the ‘90s, but oddly enough, they got back together later. Still live under the same roof.
But here’s where the story turns awful. And this is the only time I ever witnessed true discrimination growing up.
My dad is incredible. He has cerebral palsy, not the wheelchair kind, but the kind where he walks funny, shakes, and slurs his words. He looks drunk, even though he’s not. He jokes, “If I ever sound normal, you’ll know I’ve had too much.” That’s his humor, self-deprecating and razor sharp. But people judge him for it. They judge him for a condition he can't control.
I remember one day as a kid, we were playing tag in Melrose. My dad was chasing us around, laughing. But to anyone watching, he looked like a drunk ape stumbling through a park. Someone called the cops. They showed up, pulled my sister and me aside, and asked if we “wanted to go for a ride.” My dad fell silent. It was eerie. I said no. The cops stared at us for a while, then left. Later my dad told me, “If you’d said yes, they would’ve taken you.” I brushed it off. “Come on, Dad, you’re being dramatic.”
He wasn’t.
A few years later, it happened again, worse this time.
We were at a public library. My sister tripped and scraped her knee. She was about 10. She started crying. My dad bent down to comfort her, shaky, slurring, and again, looking like a drunk man doing God knows what to a crying child. A middle-aged white woman called the police.
They didn’t ask questions this time. They didn’t ask us if we wanted to go for a ride. They just took her.
My sister was screaming. My dad was screaming. I stood frozen, in disbelief, while they put her in a cruiser and drove off.
At the station, social services showed up. They asked her a few leading questions, and when she told them our parents were divorced, that was apparently all they needed to hear. She was taken from us. No trial. No abuse. No neglect. No evidence. Just gone.
We were a normal working-class family. We had a home, we had food, we went to school, and we got good grades. But Massachusetts didn’t care. They held my sister in state custody for eight years. Eight. Years.
Not with family. Not in foster care. In state homes, surrounded by awful kids and worse adults. She tried to run away more than once. They caught her every time. My dad visited her almost every single day for eight years.
It destroyed my family.
I joined the Army. She was still a ward of the state. And then my dad collapsed under the weight of it all. He was broken. He ended up homeless, living in a used Ford Thunderbird in a parking lot. With our cat. The house was gone. The dog had died. The bank account I had left money in for him while I was at OSUT? Empty.
He never told me. He didn’t want to distract me from training.
Eventually, he clawed his way back to stability. My sister was finally released and went to college. She became a scientist. A damn good one. She bought a home. She now takes care of our parents under one roof. She is the glue that holds us together while I go do Army things.
People think I’ve sacrificed for this country. I haven’t given a damn thing compared to her. She sacrificed her childhood, her chance at a normal life, to protect the people who should’ve been there to protect her. Every time I think about it, I’m on the verge of tears.
And when those tears dry up, all that’s left is rage. Because the state of Massachusetts did this to us. They take children without evidence. They don’t ask questions. They don’t care about families. They act as judge, jury, and executioner. They annihilate hope and call it compassion.
They are not the cradle of liberty. They are the modern day British Empire in disguise. Cloaked in the same authoritarian impulse that sparked a revolution 250 years ago. Back then it was redcoats and muskets. Now it’s child services and bureaucrats who believe they should be your child's parent.
Massachusetts is no better than the tyrants we once fought to overthrow. Never forget that. And never forgive it. To the people of my home state: Wake up. because this could happen to you.
Americans sleep in peace at night because people like this dude, who could pass as an accountant, are ready to commit violence on their behalf and are skilled at doing so
We’ve never seen anything like this before. A man was conscripted into jury duty by the government. He performed his civic duty and followed his conscience, refusing to acquit a woman who confessed to systematically executing her three children. The defense attorney immediately launched a public smear campaign against the juror. Soon several other jurors joined the campaign. Then the media. Even the defense attorney’s wife has joined. Now they’re doxxing the man, digging into his past, contacting his family, showing up at his house. All of this both to punish him for refusing to go with their program, and to pollute any future jury pool by making it clear that anyone who votes to convict Clancy will have their life destroyed. It’s truly one of the most outrageously evil things we’ve ever seen from the Left, and that’s saying something. A direct assault on the integrity of our justice system. They are burning down every boundary and standard in their path. And doing it all for the sake of a child murdering psychopath. Unfathomable.
I didn't editorialize, or put up an opinion. I simply posted what the New York Times chose to publish o 9/11.
And the NY Times Comms is struggling with it.
Moira Smith was a wife, a mother, and an NYPD officer.
On September 11, she had every opportunity to run away from the South Tower.
She didn’t.
Moira kept going back toward the danger, helping terrified people find their way out, guiding civilians through the smoke and chaos while the building above her was coming apart.
She knew exactly how dangerous it was.
She stayed anyway.
Moira Smith was killed when the South Tower collapsed, but the people she helped had a chance to go home because she refused to stop doing her job.
That’s what makes her story hit so hard.
She wasn’t looking for recognition. She was just trying to save people.
Remember her name: Officer Moira Smith.
She ran toward the danger so others could run home.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen the story of the generation shaped by 9/11 captured more powerfully than this.
An 11-year-old boy watched his country attacked and told his parents he would become a Marine. He kept that promise.
Twenty years later, SSGT Darin Taylor Hoover gave his life at Abbey Gate.
Some people may forget, Darin, but we won’t.
We will never forget. 🇺🇸