Truth Social is quite clean. And you get first, direct posts from the Boss. Muslims should denounce Muhammed(50) who married a 6 yo & consummated when 9 yr old
@PatrickByrne coincidentally, as I recall, Lindsey Graham went to Ukraine to pep talk to the misled ones. Now, I found a report by a pro-Trump coattail poster on TS, Ewegot, @ GNorberg, that Lindsey Graham's net worth increased by $105 million. I found his net worth to be only $1.5 million.
@PatrickByrne What?
Wasn't Ukraine extremely corrupt?
So then some people looked to Russia for help, considering separation?
And a massive propaganda war and physical war ensued?
Then the U.S. War Monger Clowns got involved, acting and saying "Russia Russia Russia" is to blame?
@MichaelGatesESQ Prop 39: Voter Identification, Citizenship Verification, and Registered Voter List Administration Initiative - California voter ID initiative.
A Laotian national convicted of sexually abusing a 10-year-old girl was pardoned by @GovTimWalz.
@SecRubio quickly revoked his status, & @ICEgov arrested & deported the child rapist.
The Trump Admin will never let these monsters prey on Americans. Every criminal illegal alien will be hunted down & deported.
EIGHT MISSING CHILDREN RESCUED.
During the World Cup, @HSIKansasCity have been working every single day to combat human trafficking and arrest suspected traffickers.
Thank you to these heroes for your work to save these children.
@1_The_Doctor_ 👆I reposted, with correction to "8%" of Covid revenues. And these ~90% of these are from 'Other Revenue', perhaps from Merck for development projects. See pages 29-31 here:
https://t.co/JeDzI2lZmM
@1_The_Doctor_ Ionis, IONS, down, -24%, -$2.5B + for Trump Accounts, none of these companies are in the S&P500. But Moderna, MRNA, is! ..3x price rise since Dec, 2025, 1.5x rise since a month ago. Now $30B mkt cap, down to 8% of Covid Rev, Barrons claiming it a hedge against any outbreak on 5/1
Human suffering normalized. I want to be very clear this is the norm not a one off. Residents completely terrorized. Fucking a. This is what you should be investigating you sick fucks.
@dbofsf
@markstevepowell Tall grass and weeds now - we could use it for evening - night events - showing short videos and have discussions, like a previous Mark Powell meeting inside the Senior Center. Also, when will the whole park open. And they don't have enough parking spaces.
https://t.co/jSiKITSXK2
Sacramento thinks a bus stop should decide where high-rises go.
Not your city's zoning. Not your infrastructure. Not the size of your fire department. A transit station.
That's SB 79. If there's a trolley or bus line nearby, the state can force high-rise housing into your neighborhood. No parking required, because Sacramento assumes everyone will just ride the bus.
Cities across California are saying wait a minute. You don't know our streets. You don't know our water and sewer capacity. You don't know what our first responders can handle.
And Sacramento's answer is: it doesn't matter. We're doing it anyway.
Every carton of milk you have ever pulled from a refrigerator was designed by a woman locked inside a freezing boxcar in 1905.
Her name was Mary Engle Pennington. She was thirty-two years old. She was a Quaker-raised bacteriological chemist from Philadelphia with a Ph.D. from the University of Pennsylvania. She was the first woman ever hired as a scientist by the Bureau of Chemistry — the federal agency that would eventually become the U.S. Food and Drug Administration.
Her job, on paper, was to sit at a back desk and file paperwork.
Instead, she strapped a thermometer to her belt, climbed into a moving freight train in the Chicago rail yards, and let them lock the door behind her.
Then she did it again. And again. Five hundred times over two years.
In 1905, most Americans died young because of food.
Milk shipped from Wisconsin dairies to Manhattan tenement apartments arrived in wooden barrels packed with dirty lake ice harvested from frozen ponds. By the time it reached the city, half of it was curdled. Dairies covered the sour smell with formaldehyde. Butchers rubbed borax on decomposing beef to hide the rot. Children in New York and Philadelphia were dying by the thousands every summer from milk-borne bacterial infections.
The federal government had almost no power to stop it.
Dr. Harvey Wiley, the head of the Bureau of Chemistry, was fighting to change that. He needed a scientist willing to prove — in hard, incontrovertible temperature-log data — exactly how and why the American food supply was rotting in transit.
He needed someone who would ride in the refrigerator cars.
He knew exactly who he wanted.
Pennington was the daughter of a Quaker family that had moved from Nashville to West Philadelphia when she was three. She had discovered chemistry at twelve by borrowing a college-level textbook from the public library. She had completed the coursework for a bachelor of science in chemistry at Penn's Towne Scientific School — and the university's trustees had refused to grant a woman a degree. They handed her a "certificate of proficiency" instead.
She stayed anyway. She kept working. She wrote a doctoral thesis. She forced the same trustees to grant her a Ph.D. at twenty-two.
Wiley had known the Pennington family for twenty years. He knew what she could do.
In 1905 he had her take the federal civil-service exam under the signature M. E. Pennington. The score guaranteed a hire. When she walked into the Bureau of Chemistry office the following Monday, the personnel officer realized what had happened. Federal law required them to hire her anyway.
They tried to bury her at a back desk.
She spent one week doing filing. Then she walked into Wiley's office and asked for the rail schedules.
The Bureau had no cold-weather field gear cut for a woman. She went to a Washington department store and bought her own — heavy wool skirts, oversized men's sweaters, thick wool socks, leather-lined boots. She packed a glass thermometer, a set of sterile glass sampling vials, a leather-bound ledger, and a fountain pen.
She walked into the Chicago slaughterhouse rail yards at dawn.
She climbed into the ice bunkers of moving freight cars packed with raw poultry and beef. The doors were locked from the outside. She sat in the freezing dark for hours. She measured the temperature wall by wall, floor to ceiling, corner to corner. She sampled the meat every three hours. She wrote everything down in the ledger.
She did five hundred of these expeditions over the next two years. She slept in cabooses on rural sidings. She caught pneumonia twice. She kept going.
The rail companies had believed for fifty years that cold air, once loaded into a boxcar with ice, would fill the space evenly.
Pennington's measurements proved them wrong.
Cold air fell to the floor. It stayed there. Warm air generated by rotting cargo rose to the ceiling and stagnated. The meat stacked near the roof was slowly cooking in its own bacterial gases while the meat near the floor was flash-frozen solid. The corners of the cars had dead zones the cold air never reached at all.
She discovered that a constant thirty-two degrees Fahrenheit — exactly at the freezing point of water — completely halted the growth of the specific bacterial strains that caused most food-borne deaths.
The average American refrigerator car was operating at forty-five degrees.
She drafted a complete redesign specification. Exact ice-bunker dimensions. Elevated floor racks so cold air could circulate underneath the cargo. Precise insulation thickness in the walls. Ventilation channels to move air through the dead zones in the corners.
The rail industry fought her. Their lawyers, their lobbyists, their Congressional influence, and the political backing of the meatpacking monopolies. They argued a female chemist could not tell railroad engineers how to build trains.
She did not argue back.
She published the temperature data.
The rail companies could not dispute the math. They eventually adopted her specifications wholesale. Spoilage rates collapsed. Big-city childhood mortality from milk-borne infection dropped inside a decade.
Her defining test came in April 1917.
The United States entered the First World War. The War Department needed to move thousands of tons of perishable American beef across the Atlantic to the Western Front. The commercial rail industry contributed forty thousand refrigerator cars to the war effort.
Pennington evaluated every single one.
Only three thousand of the forty thousand — seven and a half percent — met her institutional standard. She spent the next eighteen months personally overseeing the emergency retrofit of the other thirty-seven thousand cars. She standardized freezing at the slaughterhouses before the meat ever touched a train. She specified the exact temperature the ocean cargo holds had to maintain from Chicago to Brest.
The spoilage stopped. The troops were fed.
She served on Herbert Hoover's War Food Administration through the end of the war. In 1919 she left the federal government. In 1922 she founded her own refrigeration-engineering consulting firm, which she ran until she died. In 1923 she founded the Household Refrigeration Bureau to educate American consumers about the emerging home-refrigerator revolution.
In 1940 the American Chemical Society awarded her the Francis P. Garvan Gold Medal.
She was still consulting on a commercial refrigeration project the week she died — on December 27, 1952, in New York City, at eighty years old.
In 2018, sixty-six years after her death, she was inducted into the National Inventors Hall of Fame.
You walk into a grocery store in July. You pull a carton of milk from the back of the case. You do not smell it for rot. You open it. You pour it.
You are drinking from the specification of a woman who let them lock her in the freezing dark for two years to prove she was right.
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