@UpsetLiberal123@toddstarnes@MAGAB07910508 Well, of course the illegitimate board voted to put his name on it because they kiss his ass. No conflict of interest there, huh?
@magachrchpastr No person is “turned gay” by a damned Pride t-shirt. Get real! Why do you insist on continually trying to villainize the LGBTQ+ communities? Does it make you feel like a big man? Does it make you feel warm and fuzzy to see people harmed by your uneducated bias and prejudice?
@Franklin_Graham@realDonaldTrump Are you for real? There’s no crime in praying for a sinner. But you should also call out his sins when it’s necessary. But, you & your bunch of wackos try to make Trump seem normal in what he is doing. The weight he feels is cheating, adulterer & fornicator & then some.
Today is Donald Trump’s 80th birthday, representing eight decades of a man who has done more than anyone to hurt the West, elevate its enemies, and trap us in a post-truth nightmare.
While he is certainly a symptom of a deeper political illness, he has actively made things much worse.
Let us be clear that there is nothing to celebrate today, because Trump is the most traitorous, deeply corrupt, and overall worst president in the history of the US. He is a compromised, horrible human being who has lost the respect of anyone with half a brain. His deep ties as a best friend to Jeffrey Epstein prove he knew exactly what was going on behind closed doors. He is the lowest of the low.
He has spent years threatening American allies, appeasing foreign enemies, and losing the reckless trade wars he started.
His leadership has left Americans poorer, more stupid, more polarized, and trapped inside a decadent, ever more authoritarian joke of an administration that hurts the whole world.
He is a traitor. His alignment with autocracy is clear in how he sides with Russia over Ukraine and China over Taiwan. He even systematically undermined domestic safety by installing a Russian asset as the Director of National Intelligence and an anti-science, anti-vaxx Russian asset as Health Secretary. No one is better than Trump at sabotaging the US.
The only bright side to his birthday is that he is old, ensuring he will not be able to stay in power forever. He will never be missed by anyone with a brain and/or a heart, and if I believed in hell, I would seriously doubt it is bad enough for him
@WhiteHouse Maybe so out on the race track or fair grounds, but not on the White House lawn! It is supreme stupidity to display such sanctioned violence from the people’s house.
"This Sunday night’s UFC spectacle on the South Lawn...captures something about this moment in our history.
It's vulgar, violent, commercial, grandiose, tacky, and it dishonors a place once thought worthy of care and respect. In other words, it’s Donald Trump."
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@EricLDaugh Don’t kid yourself! Trump will never escape the infamy of being the only twice-impeached President of the United States. He owns it and will carry it to hell with him. Vindicated? Never.
Last night my friend @MaxwellFrostFL showed me Donald Trump’s Truth Social posting urging MAGA to expel me from Congress. Apparently Trump doesn’t appreciate our fight against his $1.776 billion slush fund or his outrageous attack against the Southern Poverty Law Center.
Sorry, Mr. President, I’m not going anywhere but back to the front lines of the fight against corruption and authoritarianism.
@GaryPetersonUSA@TheRickWilson I haven’t witnessed the first Pride event destroy the White House lawn and wreak havoc on the timeless grandeur, taking away a sense of history, and civic dignity like this freak show Trump has wrought upon us. It’s pathetic.
To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis:
Show us your laptop.
Show us your iCloud.
Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation.
You won’t.
You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out.
That is not who we are.
My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count.
For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame.
I no longer believe that.
Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us.
And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts.
That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena.
Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next.
Life does not determine our character. It reveals it.
Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next?
We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day.
So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop.
You won’t.
The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing.
That is the only definition that matters.