This was my post from March 2019. At that time, a Yale study showed upward of 22,000,000 people were in the US Illegally. Now since Biden has been in office, add an additional 6,000,000 including got aways. So we can add 60 University Of Michigan Stadium's to capacity.
Immigration Perspective:
The Number Of Illegal Immigrants In The USA Is Approximately 22 Million.
The U Of Michigan Stadium Holds 107,000. That's 204 U Of M Stadium's To Capacity. This Is What That Looks Like. Each Little Thumbnail Is 107,000 People #BorderCrisis
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After I left the Air Force, I embedded myself as a journalist in Iraq in 2005 working on my book, “War Crimes.” While I was there, Senator Hillary Clinton came to “visit” the troops. The troops hated (hate) her. They called her aircraft “Broomstick One.”
True story. 🤣🤣🤣
HILLARY: AGAIN, AND AGAIN
I’m going to recount the first time I ever met Hillary Clinton. It was on Marine One, helicoptering to Camp David for a weekend, with the First Family.
I was brand new to the Military Aide position and this was my first trip to Camp David. It was a Saturday morning and I was a little trepidatious, to say the least.
Of course, I’d heard all about Hillary from my predecessor. In my few weeks of “in briefings” before I assume this volatile position, her name came up frequently.
He’d warned me about her temperament and her propensity to go off on any and all staffers, including her husband. In fact, during my “in briefings” he told me that I could upset Bill Clinton, and he’d brush it off.
But if I were to piss Hillary off, she’d rip my heart out. Now, I’m a fairly intelligent guy so I registered it. Don’t piss her off.🤣
On this particular morning, and every other time on a presidential trip, I’d always boarded Marine One last, letting the First Family board first along with the doctor and Secret Service agents. I always used the rear steps, with “the football.”
My seat on the helicopter was always immediately adjacent to the president and “First Lady.” On this particular day, Chelsea was also coming.
I sat in my assigned seat, set the “football” down and approached Hillary. “Hi ma’am, I’m Major Buzz Patterson. I’m the new Air Force Aide. Wonderful to meet you.” I also introduced myself to Chelsea and sat back down.
Hillary was curt and quiet. She nodded without saying a word. Chelsea was rude and looked at me like I had 3 heads. The disdain for the military among these two was palpable. My predecessor was right,
“Well, that was awkward,” I thought to myself.
It never got “not awkward.” 🤣🤣🤣
BREAKING: The DOJ is investigating Gavin Newsom and his wife Jennifer Newsom
🚨 Jennifer Newsom has funneled nearly $4 MILLION DOLLARS to herself from her nonprofit funded by Gavin Newsom’s donors
- Jennifer Newsom’s nonprofit, The Representation Project, is funded in large by Gavin Newsom’s political donors
- Jennifer Newsom has taken $1.8 million in salary
- She sent $2.1 million more to her production company ‘Girls Club Entertainment” funneled from the nonprofit
Textbook money laundering
YET EVEN MORE HILLARY
In 97, as their military aide, I accompanied the Clintons on an event in DC. We were on our way to a fundraising event one night. As the motorcade pulled into the hotel loading dock area, I knew it was going to be a bad night when I noticed the Clintons going back and forth in the limo. They were animated and arguing in the backseat…and taking their time.
After a very pregnant pause, the president, the first lady, two Secret Service agents, the WH doctor, and I crowded into the loading dock elevator on our way to the party on the top floor of the hotel. Apparently, Mrs Clinton had just received some bad news about the Whitewater investigation and being denied immunity and she was blaming her husband. As soon as the elevator doors closed, she exploded at the president spewing four-letter words like a machine gun.
Every vulgar word you’ve ever heard, and I’ve heard them all as a vet, poured from her mouth: “Goddammit,” “you bastard,” “it’s your fucking fault!” And on and on and on. I, and the football, tried to blend into the walls of the elevator to avoid any collateral damage. I noticed the alarmed glances of the agents and the doctor. We were just along for the ride.
Bill looked a beaten puppy. He put his head down and said, “Yes, I understand. Yes, dear, I know.” The president, embarrassed, placated her as best he could between the volleys of expletives. He knew better than to fight back. We all did.
We reached the top floor and the elevator doors opened onto a crowded hallway for our arrival. Immediately, Bill and Hillary clasped hands, pulled out the fake smiles, and waved in unison. Same old bullshit. The agents, the doctor and I just looked at each other, rolled our eyes, and sighed.
Just another day in the Clinton White House.
SOME MORE HILLARY CLINTON
On a Clinton official state visit to Mexico City, we were finally done with the events and were heading back to DC. Everybody was excited to get home. Our itinerary was to move from the hotel to the airport on Marine One and then onto Air Force One for the flight home. I was with the president and First Lady on Marine One, the lead helicopter in a formation that included staff and press.
After we lifted off and were halfway to the airport, Hillary suddenly blurted out, “Turn around! Put this back on the ground! I left my sunglasses in the limo!” The Secret Service guys and I exchanged side glances and rolled eyes. I hopped to, of course. I chatted with the pilots and the Secret Service. It wasn’t safe to turn around.
Marine One was almost to the join-up point with AF One at the airport. AF-1 was ready to go, and the press plane was as well. These trips were logistical challenges. Back at the hotel landing zone, the Secret Service, the White House Communications Agency, and administration staff were pulling down communications lines, lifting barricades, and driving off in vehicles. The required support for even a helicopter flight was highly involved and extensive, and there was no landing zone security left. The secure launch site no longer existed.
At this point, it wasn’t a good idea to turn around. I approached her, “Ma’am, we can’t do that. We can’t safely do that.” Hillary responded, “I need my sunglasses, god****it! We need to go back!”
Then one of the onboard Secret Service agents chimed in, “Yes, ma’am, the milaide is correct. That wouldn’t be wise.” I suggested that I radio back, ask the staffers to locate the sunglasses, and ask one of the White House valets to bring them home on their flight. She calmed down and acquiesced, but not without smoldering disdain in her eyes. Security be damned, those were her sunglasses! Bill just shrugged and went back to reading his book. The valets and staffers still at the hotel went to work and located the sunglasses in the Clintons’ hotel room. They were safely returned to Hillary the next day.
I’ve been shot at in combat by guys who wanted to kill me. I think at that moment, she did too. Trips without Hillary were akin to Animal House, a frat party. Trips with her always had a Nazi-like edge. Hard to tell which was worse. I preferred the frat parties.
That was Hillary Clinton. And, I have no doubt, it still is.
TRUMP VS. DEMOCRATS
President Trump flew all night after the UFC event and is already at the G7 in France. Relentless. Unstoppable. America First 24/7.
Meanwhile, back in the Clinton years, Bill was molesting interns, giving missile technology to China for $$$, and losing the nuclear codes!
As fate would have it, and timing is everything, one morning, I was the first appointment on Clinton’s schedule. It was 7:00 AM and I was there to update him on our nuclear plans and answer any questions he might have.
As I walked into the Oval that morning, I saw Clinton seated at his desk, his head in his hands and his eyes bloodshot. I knew it was not going to be a happy day in the White House, so I asked him if I should come back later. He said, “Yes.”
As I was leaving, I turned and asked him to confirm he had the nuclear codes with him. It was standard procedure and a national security safety check. He confessed to me he’d lost them. I was dumbfounded. And he even couldn’t remember how long it had been since he’d last seen them.
Never happened before, hasn’t happened since. As I drilled down, it turns out that, for a period of time, days, weeks, or months, who knows, Clinton didn’t have the necessary codes and didn’t tell anybody about it. And he didn’t care. He was a neutered president because of his affairs. He appealed to me to not let the media know. I told him I wouldn't (and I didn’t until I retired from the military and wrote “Dereliction of Duty”).
Some things never change — but thank God the leadership sure has.
Drop a 💪 if you’re proud of our President’s work ethic! 🇺🇸
THE 340B SCAM
A federal program created in 1992 to help low-income patients afford their medicine has quietly ballooned into one of the largest – and least accountable – corners of American healthcare.
It’s called “340B,” and almost no one knows how it works. That’s precisely the point.
In a nutshell: it’s a huge scam! An $80 billion scam.
This is how it works. Hospital systems buy drugs at deep discounts, turn and charge insurers the full price, and they pocket the difference.
In Minnesota, for example, hospitals kept 98% of net 340B profits in 2024. Patients saw almost none of it.
To add insult to injury, the cost gets passed back to the families through higher premiums and higher drug costs.
Worst of all? Hospitals are not required to prove that a single dollar of those discounts ever even reaches a patient!
That’s unacceptable, folks.
President Trump is pushing to bring transparency to 340B.Of course, the hospital lobby is fighting him.
Congress has a chance to finish the job by passing basic transparency rules – that already exist in every other major federal healthcare program.
Politics aside, the ask is simple: Prove the money is reaching patients. Where is the $80 billion going?
Who qualifies? Where do the dollars go?
Hospitals should be able to answer that. And we should demand those answers!
This is the moment to get it done.
@HillaryClinton
Ma’am, as the Air Force officer who carried the nuclear football for your husband in the White House, I spent two years inside that “people’s house” with you. Remember me? I remember you.
You lecture us daily about ‘respecting the institution’ while the man I protected (your husband) LOST the nuclear codes, treated the military like an afterthought, and had sex in the Oval Office. BJs in the Oval…classy.
Of all the human beings on the face of the planet (and we’re giving you the benefit of the doubt), you are the LEAST qualified to comment about anything, much less decorum.
The White House belongs to the people, yes — which is why they elected a fighter, not another polished grifter who’d rather rip off poor kids in Haiti than actually lead.
Keep clutching your Chardonnay bottles, bitch. America’s moving on.
HILLARY & CHELSEA: SOME MORE
I hope y’all aren’t tired of me yelling about the Clintons, because I’m on a roll!🤣
In early January 1997, the Clintons and entourage (including me) were going to St. Thomas, the Virgin Islands, for a presidential vacation. (This is the infamous trip where Bill and Hill were filmed ‘dancing on the beach’). The trip had been planned for weeks and most of the logistics were set. But as soon as Air Force One touched down in St. Thomas, I knew something was amiss.
Mrs. Clinton was very visibly upset. She went off on her immediate staff essentially screwing herself into the top of the aircraft. Loud, four-letter words were bouncing around the airplane like popcorn popping. I approached to get involved and help. Always a dicey proposition with Hillary. Into the breach I went once more. Unarmed and unafraid. 😎
The staff quickly learned that Chelsea, a senior in high school, had left her backpack full of text books in the hotel room in Hilton Head, South Carolina. The Clintons had been attending their annual Renaissance Weekend, a gathering of Democrat government, business, media, and academic leaders. But it wasn’t Chelsea’s fault, of course, because, according to Hillary, it was everybody’s fault EXCEPT for Chelsea. Hillary was specifically hell bent on blaming the president’s valets. Which was sad and unfair.
The president is served by career Navy enlisted men as valets. These valets, Filipino by birth, have a long, proud tradition of serving the first family in the White House going back at least to 1909. In my experience, they were loyal, devoted, impeccable employees. They worked diligently to attend to every detail—no matter how small. But, right now, Hillary had them squarely in her gunsights.
It seemed to me amazing that the idea of holding Chelsea responsible—Chelsea would soon be a freshman at Stanford—never crossed Hillary’s mind.
Kelly Craighead, Hillary’s personal aide, asked me to find a way to get the books down to St. Thomas tout de suite. Chelsea had finals approaching and “needed to study.” We sprang into Hillary crisis mode.
I called back to Hilton Head, catching my fellow military aide before she caught her return flight to D.C. She sounded the alarm, gathered remaining White House staffers, and scurried to find the backpack. Once the backpack was safely in hand, we dispatched one of the president’s valets via a commercial airliner to deliver the goods. He landed and brought them directly to the home the Clintons where staying in. The books were on Chelsea’s bedside table before she woke up.
Just another day in the Clinton White House—the quick assignment of blame, and a relatively minor issue mushrooming quickly out of control.
Just another day living with Hillary Clinton.
EVEN EVEN MORE HILLARY
In the summer of 1997, Bill Clinton visited Denmark. We landed on AF-1 in Copenhagen, boarded Marine One for a night time tour of the coast en route to Kronborg Castle, for Shakespeare the “home of Hamlet.” We landed at around midnight and were welcomed with open arms by the queen and her staff.
Beautiful, historic castle. I was put up in the Scottish Military suite. Beautiful room with a fully appointed spread of meats, cheeses, breads, fruit, and a full bar. All served, of course, with fine china and crystal.
After a phone call with my wife, I made sure POTUS was down for the evening and went to bed.
The next morning, the queen had a breakfast spread for Clinton and the staff. Again, first class.
As we headed to the motorcade to leave for an event and the flight home, I was pulled aside by the Danish military aide.
“Buzz, we have a problem. Your staff stole the china and crystal from their rooms. And took other things as well.”
I was stunned and chagrined. I apologized profusely and told him I’d handle it.
I talked with Hillary and the White House chief of staff and told them what had happened.
They both shrugged their shoulders. No apology. Nobody held accountable. No repayment.
Just another day in the Clinton White House and a group of Ugly Americans.
I don’t want to hear a damn word from @HillaryClinton about White House decorum. Not a word.
AMERICAN WINS you can tell your lib friends about:
- >3 million deportations and unauthorized border crossings near-zero
- Trump REVOKED Biden’s government backed mortgages to illegals
- TRUMP accounts, which put 1,000 into diversified index funds for newborn babies, so that when kids reach 18 they can use the money for college tuition, purchasing a home, or starting a business… are now available to children in foster care!
- 4.3 million Americans have LEFT food stamps. Horray!
- 600 new generic drugs added to Trump RX
- JD’s Anti-fraud task force saving taxpayers billions from medicaire medicaid, and hospice scams
- The American Middle Class keeps getting richer.
- DNI released never before seen intel revealing new evidence of past US government funding for more than 120 boilabs in over 30 countries. Biden’s administration lied and said they didn’t exist.
- US crude oil production hit a record 13.6 million barrels per day
- Lowest homocide rate in the last 65 years
- UFC fight at WH (Teddy Roosevelt did something similar)
- our astronauts are circling the moon
- the World Cup is here
- Ozempic is affordable
- an immigrant proved you can utilize the American dream to become a trillionaire.
- Travis Pastrana is doing backflips in front of the White House.
- DAN and SHAY sung the national anthem at the first USA match.
- DEI is OUT