One of the most dangerous things about @spencerpratt is that if he wins he will clean up Los Angeles and show that it can be done in New York, Chicago, Seattle, etc. None of our cities have to be like this.
As goes California, so goes the nation.
why does no one care about the fact that we’re projected to run out of clean drinking water by 2039 because of how much water ai data centers use please stop using chatgpt y’all, i beg. you do not need a shitty looking cartoon of yourself, i promise. the planet is dying.
Being 43 is wild. People your age are living completely different lives.
Some are grandparents. Some are raising toddlers. Some are newly divorced. Some are newly engaged. Some haven’t slept in three years. Some are in St. Tropez posting Aperol spritzes from a yacht.
Some look 25.
Some look like they personally remember the invention of Tupperware.
Nobody got the same assignment.
🚨 JUST IN: After TMZ ran a SMEAR PIECE on him, LA mayoral candidate Spencer Pratt took it to them DIRECTLY on their network — he showed up and PUMMELED the lies
They tried saying he misled people about living in the trailer because his house burned down — that he's at a "hotel"
PRATT FIRES BACK: "So this idea that anyone's like, oh, he's at a hotel! I'm at a hotel because these PSYCHOPATHS are messaging me every day. They're going to kill me because Nithya Raman is calling me a fascist, because I don't want people to have their kids next to drug addicts at the park or stepping in human poop when you get your matcha!"
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"[The trailer] is where I will live until I have a new house...Where my kids are in Santa Barbara right now is a temporary housing. This is where I live. This is where they burn my house down. So this semantics or the nuance of this is the consequences of their failed leadership!"
"Again, I don't live at the Hotel Bel Air...I don't live in the Santa Barbara."
"That's where Karen Bass, Mayor Bass, BURNED DOWN MY HOUSE!"
THE LIES WON'T WORK
Very fitting @spencerpratt chose the hummingbird for his campaign. The highest metabolism of any animal. Peak energy. A lot of people don’t know how badly the fires decimated the local hummingbird habitats. The flamed wing signifying the damage done to Los Angeles but the resilience to fight to save the city, backyard feeders saving the hummingbirds. Having him in office for the Olympics will be so crucial in saving us from immense levels of corruption. This is how we get LA back on track and all of California.
🔥🚨JUST IN: Los Angeles Mayoral candidate Spencer Pratt’s new political ad that he just released is already being hailed as one of the greatest political ad of all time.
I have a theory that if you were a teenager between 1998 and 2004, you accidentally became insanely high-agency. There were no streaming services. No $9.99 Spotify or Disney+ to get what you want. If you wanted entertainment, you had to become a cyber criminal.
Do you know how complicated it was to just get access to music, movies and porn? Every day after school I was bootlegging Dane Cook comedy sets, learning bodybuilding from obscure internet forums, and if my mom picked up the home phone line, the entire internet would disconnect. Shoutout to my fellow late 1980s kids, we unknowingly did navy-seal style training on how to hack the internet to get what you want.
This video breaks my heart.
Kids used to walk home from school.
Without fear. Without phones. Without trackers.
They walked to the grocery store and carried groceries home.
Rode bikes and played.
They left in the morning and came home when the streetlights came on.
Nobody called. Nobody texted. Nobody pinged a location.
Mom knew they were alive because they walked in the door starving at 6PM.
They built forts out of scrap wood in the woods behind the house.
They dug holes.
They climbed trees.
They fell out of trees.
They got stitches and learned something.
They played baseball in the cul-de-sac until somebody broke a window. Then they ran. Then they came back and knocked on the door. Then they worked it off mowing the neighbor's lawn.
They walked to the corner store with a dollar. Bought a Coke, a bag of chips, and a pack of baseball cards.
They knew every neighbor on the block.
The mean one.
The nice one.
The one who baked.
The one whose porch you didn't cut across.
They had paper routes at 10.
They babysat at 12.
They worked summers at 14.
They bought their first car with their own money at 16.
They read books.
They wrote letters (in cursive!!!)
They memorized phone numbers.
They knew how to read a map.
They were bored sometimes, maybe even bored a lot, actually.
And out of that boredom came imagination, invention, mischief, and a whole life of knowing how to entertain themselves.
They ate dinner at a table.
With their family.
At the same time.
Every night.
Phones weren't there because phones were on the wall.
They watched 3 channels.
They watched them TOGETHER.
They argued about what to watch, and then they watched whatever Dad picked.
They went to church on Sunday.
They lost games and didn't get a trophy.
They failed tests and didn't get a retake.
They got cut from the team and went home and got better.
They had chores.
Mow the lawn.
Take out the trash.
Feed the dog.
Not for an allowance. Because they lived there.
They respected their teachers.
They stood when an adult walked in the room.
They said sir.
They said ma'am.
They meant it.
They had one best friend and five good ones and a whole neighborhood of kids who could knock on the door.
Not a thousand followers. Not a group chat.
A door.
They grew up.
And somewhere along the way, we decided all of that was unsafe.
So we took it away.
@BlakeSNeff@RealCandaceO I think it's a remarkably precise way to be dishonest to act like they never said this.... in the charging doc or not, this was at some point, part of the slop.
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Thank you, @BigSean for saying what so many of us feel about @justinbieber. You deserve all the success & healing coming your way, and God definitely has His hands on you. May you continue to walk in your anointing and purpose, #JustinBieber. God bless.
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I walked into the hospital expecting a calm first moment and instead got hit with something I wasn’t prepared for.
They brought my baby over and I immediately noticed marks on his head that nobody mentioned beforehand. I’m standing there trying to take it all in while the nurse casually says it’s “normal,” like I’m supposed to just accept that without any explanation. In that moment, it didn’t feel normal, it felt like something happened and I wasn’t told.
That’s when I stopped staying quiet. I started asking exactly what went on during delivery and why nobody thought to explain it before showing him to me like everything was fine. The energy in the room shifted real quick, suddenly everyone’s trying to reassure me instead of giving a straight answer.
I told them I’m not signing or agreeing to anything until I get a clear explanation of what happened. If something went wrong, I’m not brushing it off just because they’re acting calm about it.
Credit - jnizmo