Reporter: Why did you post Tom Cotton’s phone number?
Donald Trump: We want to get away from this ridiculous custom of turning your clocks back, forward, being late for dinner. Tom Cotton is holding it. He shouldn't be holding it.
Hay un desconcertante momento en que tu novia viene y te dice "cariño, me voy a duchar, pero no me voy a lavar el pelo; ya lo hice ayer".
La reacción que se espera de nosotros aún es desconocida para la ciencia.
BREAKING: Trump just said he feels bad for the alleged rapists in the Cornell rape case.
Of course a rapist would feel bad for other rapists. Why would we expect any different from this rapist?
These MAGA women say that Robin Williams is still alive and was disguised as the Mayor of Dallas. Marilyn Monroe is still alive & they saw her. Oh Biden was never President either. This is who’s voting for Trump. 🤪
Trump: I can't believe it took me 9 years to come up with Dumocrats. You take the E out, replace it with a U. Most people don't know, dumb. They all think that dumb doesn't have a B.
My aunt told the ER triage nurse she had jaw pain, left arm numbness, and sweating, and got sent to the waiting room for two hours.
She drove herself in at 7 PM. Told the triage nurse every symptom: chest pressure, jaw pain, sweating, left arm numb. Has been going on forty minutes.
Nurse asks if she's having trouble breathing. My aunt says not exactly, just pressure.
Nurse marks her as "moderate priority" and sends her to the waiting room.
Two hours pass. My aunt's symptoms aren't going away. She goes back to the window.
Different nurse this time. My aunt lists her symptoms again.
This nurse stops typing. "How long have you had arm numbness and jaw pain together?"
"About three hours now."
Nurse stands up immediately. "Why are you in the waiting room?"
"They sent me here."
Nurse comes around the desk, takes my aunt's arm, walks her directly back. Doesn't wait for paperwork.
Calls for a cardiac workup. EKG, troponin, the works.
Forty minutes later: heart attack. Minor, but real. Caught with enough time to treat it properly.
The original triage nurse had marked her as "possible anxiety, chest discomfort." Didn't list the jaw pain or arm numbness.
My aunt spent four days in the cardiac unit. Cardiologist told her if she'd waited another few hours, it would've been a different conversation.
She filed a detailed complaint. The triage nurse got retraining. That's all.
My aunt now carries a card with cardiac symptoms listed that she'll hand to any triage nurse going forward.
Jaw pain plus left arm numbness is a five-alarm fire. Every triage nurse should know that.
A man running to be Prime Minister joked on US TV that he might deport Meghan Sussex if he gets into No 10.
Wife of Prince Harry, 5th to the throne and Mother of two children in the line of succession.
British press is treating it as a giggle. That is the tell.
When “send her back” aimed at a Black woman married into the royal family is banter, racism and xenophobia are no longer fringe.
They are mainstream. And no, I am not surprised it came out of Farage’s mouth.
Nigel Farage is an absolute piece of shite!
I stayed away from this yesterday because I don’t like to react or post when I’m emotional.
But this has really affected me, and I’ve struggled with it.
The thought that residents represented by an elected official, including people of faith who may feel targeted by this post, could feel frightened or physically sick is deeply upsetting.
I’m Catholic and very proud of my faith. But I also have Muslim uncles, a grandfather and cousins. My family is extremely diverse, and I wasn’t brought up to see racism or discrimination as acceptable. In fact, I didn’t encounter it myself until adulthood.
My nieces and nephews are Catholic, but they have the surname Hussain. They have experienced prejudice and discrimination in their short lives, and that breaks my heart every day.
I was born at the end of the 1990s and grew up seeing very little of this. They were born less than a decade ago and have already experienced it. What does that tell me?
It tells me that, as a society, we are moving backwards, not forwards.
It worries me as someone who hopes to be a mother one day. And as a councillor who has worked in our community since I was 15, seeing this kind of shameful and disgusting language has made me question my position as an elected official.
Do I want to be part of a council where this kind of language is allowed to go unchallenged? My answer is no.
Yesterday, I lodged a formal complaint with the Monitoring Officer and wrote to Cllr Wood. I have not yet received a response.
This language is dangerous. Seeing so many people fail to understand why, or even agree with it, makes me deeply sad for our communities and for the country.
Sometimes I read these captions and I say to myself there’s no way he said something that stupid and then I play the video and I see that it’s not even taken out of context. This was definitely one of those where I was like there’s no way no no no no way he said something that stupid. Once again it was not taken out of context. 😩
Trump on global warming: "That didn't work out because the planet got cooler. In fact, you know the ice that was melting? It right now just set a record. It's the biggest ice cube that's ever been in the history of the world ... they're doing the scam with data centers, by the way."
After telling TIME that the press fed the 4-6 week timeline to Americans, President Trump now says the 4-6 week projection about was in regards to dealing with the nuclear threat. “The rest of the time is just to make sure it stays that way,” he says, over seven months later.
I used to think there were small things the war had not managed to take away from children, and one of them was the joy of getting a new schoolbag.
Three weeks ago, I posted about a campaign to provide school supplies for a school in Jabalia with more than 1,200 students. We raised enough for around 200 children, so we decided to start with the orphans.
Since then, I had been waiting for the photos.
In my head, I imagined a child going to school carrying his notebooks in a plastic bag, and then receiving a new schoolbag with his favorite superhero on it, along with new notebooks and pencils of his own. I was waiting to see their happiness, glad that we had managed to give them one small, beautiful moment in the middle of all this misery.
But when the photos arrived, I did not feel what I expected to feel.
I kept looking at the children’s faces.
The children are broken. Their spirits are heavy.
Some are holding their bags and looking at the camera without smiling. Some look much older than they are. Even the small thing I thought would make them happy no longer seems to reach them the way I imagined.
That was when I realized something we have tried not to think about:
Gaza’s children have grown up.
Not only in age. They have become more aware of what is happening to them.
In a normal life, a child does not wait for a stranger to give him a schoolbag. He goes to the shop with his mother or father, struggles to choose between this one and that one, wants the red one and does not like the blue one, and maybe gets upset because his father refuses to buy the more expensive one.
These ordinary details are part of childhood.
Our children take whatever they are given and say thank you.
The war has taken from them even the luxury of saying to their mother or father: I don’t like this one. I want that one.
And from some of the children in these photos, the war has taken much more than that.
It took the father himself.
The father who was supposed to hold his child’s hand and take him to buy his schoolbag is now the reason that child carries the word “orphan.”
So when I looked at the photos again, I no longer saw 200 schoolbags and sets of supplies.
I saw children beginning to understand why they live like this. Why their families cannot afford even the simplest things. Why their schoolbags, notebooks, and sometimes their clothes come from people they do not know. And why there are things that were supposed to come from their fathers, but their fathers are no longer there.
People always say that children forget quickly, that it is easy to take a child away from fear and war for a little while with a toy, some sweets, or a new schoolbag.
I used to believe that. Maybe I wanted to believe it.
But the wounds of Gaza’s children have become too deep to hide behind a schoolbag with a superhero on it.
They kept waiting for this war to end until they grew up inside it, and with them grew their understanding of everything they had lost.
When a child understands that what he receives from strangers is not really a gift, but a tiny piece of the life he had every right to receive from his own family, in his own home, then we have lost something much bigger than homes, schools, or money.
We are already too late. The children have begun to understand what we have done to their childhood.
#SurvivalTestimony
Adam Idah💚
Constantly doubted, always bounces back.
Raised by his mam Fiona and helped by her parents, Kevin and Kathleen Hayes. Grandad Kevin worked in the machine room of the Irish Examiner, and he's the one who got Adam into sport.
Athletics, long jump, hurling, Gaelic, soccer with College Corinthians. Kevin was there for all of it.
Just before Adam's first ever Ireland game at U15 level, Kevin passed away. Two days later, Adam pulled on the green jersey, scored, and dedicated the goal to his grandad.
Asked who he admired most, he named Kevin, for his "amazing attitude to life."
At 16 he left home for Norwich where it was never easy. He scored his first and only Premier League goal on the 15th of January 2022 in a 2-1 win over Everton.
He played 116 times for the club but fought for genuine minutes only amounting to 49 full games across which he scored 17 times and assisted 4.
In September 2020, he made his senior Ireland debut. The next day, he shared a photo of himself as a toddler Ireland jersey, with the caption: "Just a kid with a dream."
He signed for Celtic his boyhood club and even scored 90th minute winner against Rangers in the Scottish Cup final. But hate never escaped him. He later admitted the hate was relentless: "You might have a bad game and it's torture."
He played 76 times for Celtic, equating to 38 full games where he scored 29 goals and assisted 3.
Prolific
At Swansea he’s continued with 3 goals, 1 assist in just 488 minutes..
It's been the same in green. He's been left on the bench, doubted and written off more times than most.
And every time, he answers. Left unused in the first leg against Bulgaria, he came in for the second and scored the winner. Days after leaving Celtic, he headed a stoppage time equaliser against Hungary.
On Sunday, amid reports of racist chants from the stands, he scored again.
Through it all, he's never forgotten home. Adam is an ambassador for the Down Syndrome Centre in Cork, where his young cousin gets vital support. "a place that means so much to me and my family."
And still, as he puts it, "just a normal guy from Douglas and I know everyone back home."
Kevin would be proud 💚
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Ella is fast approaching the 750 mile mark, currently making her way through Northern England! 👏🥾
Keep going, Ella! Celtic Park is almost on the horizon 💚