Mmbell

Jesus follower, wife, mother, mimi. Golden rule follower. Conservative. Question everything! Love without limits. Live with healthy boundaries.

[Mmbell @M_m_bell_]

@paulsperry_ Ahh.. they always resort to name calling. Keep it classy @EricHolder ! Such maturity!

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Did they pay that fee? If my store credit account information is hacked, they’re required to report it to me. Yet you have no problem with a foreign country accessing millions of Americans data which potentially could affect US elections. If it’s no big deal, why wasn’t the information made public when it happened? I trusted you once upon a time. I’m not sure if you’ve changed or if you just fooled me all along.

[True the Vote @TrueTheVote]

We have no illusions about how difficult it was to get to this point.

It seems like it should be simple, right? Register to vote, vote, count the votes.

But our votes determine control of the free world. The stakes literally could not be higher.

Now, the silence has been broken. Exposure will continue. Things will never be the same.

Vote. Serve. Pray.
God bless America.

[Tennessee Land & Liberty @TNLandLiberty]

THE GREAT DIVIDE || @DustinKittle
~ For Tennessee Land & Liberty

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The defining divide of our time is not political.

It is the divide between those who protect and those who extract.

Protectors understand that not everything of value can be measured by dollars and cents.

The protector plants a tree, though its shade they may never sit beneath.

The protector conserves the land, though they may never plow its soil.

The protector builds communities, institutions, and traditions for the benefit of generations they may never know.

Protectors understand that they are not owners so much as caretakers; the temporary custodians of something that is larger than themselves.

The extractors see the world differently.

To the extractor, our land and water have become commodities.

Our communities are their marketplaces.

And everything has a price, with nearly every action justified by the promise of a return.

For far too long, that extractive mindset has held the advantage.

It has been rewarded, if not celebrated, and its consequences now surround us:

Our farmland is disappearing.

Our water resources have grown scarce.

Communities have lost their character.

Places that once held a unique identity have become indistinguishable from everywhere else.

And yet, despite the seeming inevitability of it all, a choice still remains.

Will we extract what has been entrusted to us and leave the future to sort through the remains?

Or will we choose to protect, to conserve, and to steward what makes this place so special?

In the State of Tennessee, today we chart a different course.

Not alone, but TOGETHER.

Together, we can accomplish far more than any of us could achieve on our own.

And we do this in the hope of a better future; not just for ourselves, but for those who come after.

That is the purpose of Tennessee Land & Liberty.

[Brian Roemmele @BrianRoemmele]

At the beginning of the twentieth century, twelve men sat down to dinner knowing exactly what awaited them: every bite they ingested was contaminated.

They eat it so you didn’t have to. The only thing is that industry found and exploited loopholes.

They ate anyway, three times a day, every single day, for five long years. They did it because the American table had become a quiet slaughterhouse.

Milk dosed with formaldehyde to hide the souring. Meat dusted with borax to disguise rot. Vegetables lacquered green with copper sulfate. Desserts sweetened with lead and mercury. This was not carelessness. It was commerce, protected by silence and sanctioned by law.

Dr. Harvey Washington Wiley, chief chemist at the Department of Agriculture, understood exactly what was happening. He knew that millions of families were feeding their children slow poison with every meal, and that no statute on the books required a single word of truth on a label.

So he stopped waiting for permission.

In the basement of his government office in Washington, he built a different kind of laboratory: a formal dining room dressed in white linen and set with proper china.

There he offered something radical and terrible free meals in exchange for the daily consumption of the very chemicals flooding the food supply. Borax. Formaldehyde. Salicylic acid. Sulfurous acid. Volunteers had to sign away their right to sue the government if the experiment killed them. Students, clerks, and letter carriers stepped forward anyway.

They were not reckless.

They were willing to let their own bodies become the evidence that might save everyone else’s. The newspapers named them the Poison Squad.

At first the meals looked ordinary; the poison arrived hidden inside the food. Later, for precision, it came in capsules. The men joked in the beginning. Then the jokes stopped. Their skin grew pale and waxy. Weight fell from them in visible stages. Nausea became permanent. Stomach pain turned savage. Headaches folded them double. Every day they were weighed, examined, and logged like specimens. Not one of them walked away.

The country watched the slow spectacle with a mixture of fascination and unease. The food industry responded with lawyers, lobbyists, and character attacks on Wiley. None of it mattered. The data was pitiless: the substances long declared “harmless” were systematically destroying healthy young men.

Five years of deliberate suffering produced an undeniable result. In 1906 the Pure Food and Drug Act became law the first federal statute that forced manufacturers to tell the truth about what they were selling and made it illegal to poison the public for profit. It was the foundation on which the FDA would later stand.

The victory belonged to Wiley’s stubborn courage, but it belonged far more to the twelve men who had volunteered to become living proof. They left the experiment with no medals, no pensions, and almost no public recognition. They simply returned to their ordinary lives. Yet every ingredient list we now read, every expiration date we trust, every time we open a refrigerator without fear we are living inside the protection they purchased with their own bodies.

They swallowed poison so the rest of us would not have to. Their names are mostly forgotten. Their courage is not. It sits on every shelf in every kitchen in America.
But the industry did not surrender. It simply learned a more sophisticated game.

When blatant adulteration became illegal, the manufacturers discovered they could invent entirely new classes of substances emulsifiers, stabilizers, flavor enhancers, artificial colors, preservatives, texture agents and slip them into the food supply through a loophole called “Generally Recognized as Safe.”

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[Mmbell @M_m_bell_]

This is America. We are Americans. ❤️🤍💙

[SharrellAnne @SharrellAnne2]

This is probably a long shot, but if anybody happens to be in DC this weekend and plans on visiting Arlington, I would love to see a fresh photo of my husband’s grave in Section 60.

SSG Alan W. Shaw
Section 60, Grave 8451
B Co 1/12 Cav, 1st Cavalry Division
November 10, 1975 - February 9, 2007

There’s just something about knowing people still stop by, still say his name, still remember. 🇺🇸⭐🇺🇸

[Judicial Watch ⚖️ @JudicialWatch]

Thanks to Judicial Watch, our lawsuit just uncovered New York City’s multimillion-dollar FEMA spending spree to house and feed migrants. $188 million spent on illegal aliens instead of border protection. @TomFitton

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@GeriPerna @yesnicksearcy I’ve wondered about those deaths since they happened. I’m glad to see someone else wondering as well.

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@RepAndyBiggsAZ We visited for a weekend in March and again last weekend. DC is looking wonderful! We enjoyed our time there immensely and look forward to visiting again soon!

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@DCPoliceDept Thank you!

[Truth In Media @Truth_InMedia]

Dr.Jay Bhattacharya: “This is not COVID, and we don’t want to treat it like COVID... We want to treat it with the Hantavirus protocols that were successful in containing outbreaks in the past…

We shouldn't be panicking when the evidence doesn't warrant it.”

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

For 8 years, employees mocked the security chief who forced them to practice evacuating the World Trade Center every 3 months.

On September 11, 2001, those “annoying drills” saved nearly 2,700 lives.

His name was Rick Rescorla.

In 1990, while inspecting the World Trade Center, Rescorla warned that terrorists could park a truck bomb in the garage and bring the towers down.

Executives dismissed him.

Three years later, the 1993 WTC bombing proved he was right.

Rick watched the chaos during the evacuation and realized something terrifying:

If a bigger attack ever came, thousands would die unless people were trained to escape quickly.

So he prepared.

Every 3 months, he made Morgan Stanley employees evacuate the tower by stairwell.

People complained constantly.

“It’s a waste of time.”

“It’ll never happen.”

But Rick didn’t care.

He timed evacuations, fixed bottlenecks, and taught people how to stay calm under pressure. During drills, he would sing military songs and Welsh hymns to keep everyone moving.

Then came September 11.

At 8:46 AM, the North Tower was hit.

Officials in the South Tower told workers to stay at their desks because the building was supposedly secure.

Rick ignored the announcement.

He grabbed a bullhorn and ordered all 2,700 Morgan Stanley employees to evacuate immediately.

“This is not a drill.”

As people descended the stairwells, Rick stood directing traffic and calming terrified workers by singing:
“Men of Harlech, march to glory…”

Then the second plane hit the South Tower.

Even after impact, Rick stayed behind helping people escape floor by floor.

When coworkers begged him to leave, he refused.

“Soon as everyone’s out.”

By 9:59 AM, almost all Morgan Stanley employees had escaped.

Rick Rescorla never did.

He died after going back up the tower searching for anyone left behind.

Nearly 2,700 people survived that morning because one man spent 8 years preparing for a disaster everyone else thought was impossible.

People called him paranoid.

History called him right.

[Mmbell @M_m_bell_]

@SecDuffy I’m going to need gas prices back below $4 a gallon before we road trip this summer! 🤷🏻‍♀️

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@GrageDustin All drains lead to the sea, except in DC where it all leads back to the sewer known as our Congress. It’s not just Democrats. They don’t want investigations because they know it will lead back to them.

[The Real Mike Rowe @mikeroweworks]

Matt Ebert was an average teenager from the Midwest when he wrecked his parent’s car, learned how to fix it, got hired to work in a garage, wrecked another car, fixed that one, opened up his own garage, and went on to launch Crash Champions, a national chain of auto-body repair shops in 38 states with over 650 locations currently worth $3 billion.

I met Matt last year in Atlanta, where I was speaking at the annual Skills USA competition. Matt was there to recruit the most promising competitors right off the competition floor and get them started with an AI-proof (for now, anyway) six-figure job. (He employs 11,000 and could easily hire hundreds more today.) He was not there to buy me and my crew dinner, but when he saw us in the hotel restaurant, he couldn’t help himself. He left before I could thank him, but I tracked him down the next day and expressed my gratitude.

“It’s the least I can do, Mike Rowe. I loved Dirty Jobs, and I appreciate what you’re doing to reinvigorate the skilled trades.”

He said some other nice things, but I was already sufficiently flattered and invited him to come on the podcast anytime. It took a year, (Matt’s busy building an empire,) but the schedules finally lined up, and we were able to sit down for a proper chat last month, which I think you’ll enjoy. It’s a great American success story, but it’s also further proof that opportunity is alive and well in these United States, and available to anyone with a modicum of ambition, a refusal to take no for an answer, and a relentless work ethic.

Our whole conversation is here. https://t.co/IMYw3QTvnq

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@Diablo Was working great, got kicked out, now can’t log back in. Code 300008. Boo hiss!

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@DavidVance @DrunkRepub So basically, he’s put a bounty out on Trump with an alternate form of payment than cash. Hello, @SecretService ?

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@NicHulscher I support this!

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@Freedom250 So is the registration only for media access? Or do we need to register to be able to attend?

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@RepShriThanedar You are such a mature representation of the US Congress. 🙄🙄