Soccer player Megan Rapinoe says “I’m sickened that Trans women can’t compete in women’s sports. Trans women are women. The Supreme Court got it wrong”
What’s your response to her ??
Taylor Swift & Travis Kelce Drop $26M in Charity Donations During Wedding Week — (Video: AI)
In a massive feel-good move ahead of their star-studded Madison Square Garden wedding, Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce just donated $26 million to charities across the country.
From NYC spots like City Harvest, Food Bank for NYC, New York Cares, Education Through Music, Hassenfeld Children’s Hospital at NYU Langone, and MSK Kids at Memorial Sloan Kettering — to Kansas City favorites including Children’s Mercy Hospital programs and Harvesters, plus After-School All-Stars Cleveland (Kelce’s Ohio roots), LA Regional Food Bank, Rhode Island Community Food Bank, The Store in Nashville, and Helping Harvest in PA.
They also backed national causes like Feeding America, ASPCA, Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library, and Grammy in the Schools.
With a combined net worth around $2.8 billion, this is generosity on another level during what should be one of the biggest weeks of their lives.
Class act or what? Which charity stands out to you most — or would you pick a different one for a major donation? Or are they all worthy recipients? 🚀❤️
If Zohran Mamdani really wants an economics lesson, he should sit down with Thomas Sowell.
Because what he is trying to sell New Yorkers is the fantasy that socialism can fix the flaws of capitalism. That sounds clever until you stop and think about it for more than five seconds. If socialism were really the answer, people would be fleeing to socialist countries. They are not. They are still coming to America.
That is why this matters. The laughter, the arrogance, the confidence. None of that changes the math. Somebody pays. Somebody always pays. And eventually the results will speak louder than the slogans.
The media keeps claiming nobody watches the WNBA…
Meanwhile Sophie Cunningham and Caitlin Clark are responsible for 71% of all jersey sales.
Who exactly are they trying to fool? 😡🔥
#WNBA
John Giles has dedicated his life to uplifting the people he's served and delivering for Arizonans. He's shown time and again that he's willing to put Arizona over party when it means sticking to his values.
I'm lucky to call John a friend, and I'm honored to have his endorsement.
The novel writer for #LoveForFireworks, 红九JJ (Red Nine JJ) who was really so happy with how things turned out wrote a bonus chapter for their married life on her weibo. Writer said this was actually her 1st copyrighted book. 👏
Li Yifei & Qian Fei – Wedding Extra Chapter
1. How Could Life Be the Same With Anyone?
At noon, Qian Fei sat in her office eating a boxed lunch. The door wasn't closed, and outside her door were a few of her subordinates, also huddled together eating lunch.
Occasionally, fragments of their conversation drifted in.
"Honey, please, just tell me if you can pick me up from work, and he transferred 50 yuan and told me to take a cab home. Am I short of that kind of money? Sometimes I really wonder if I want to keep going with him."
"Is he busy?"
"A regular civil servant in a second-tier government office—how busy can he be? Could he be busier than our Boss Qian's husband? With his kind of status, even a casual dinner involves deals worth hundreds of millions. And yet, when it rained yesterday, he still came to pick Boss Qian up without fail."
"Ah, when you put it that way, the contrast is huge. How could life be the same with anyone?"
How could life be the same with anyone? When Qian Fei heard those words, she couldn't help but smile, chopsticks in hand.
Yeah, how could life be the same with anyone?
She thought back to yesterday's rain. Irritated by the hassle, she had told Li Yifei not to bother picking her up- she'd been given a giant umbrella at the bank, big enough to cover three of her. She could just take a cab home herself.
But Li Yifei absolutely refused, giving a bizarre reason:
"What? An umbrella big enough for three people? I don't approve of such an umbrella appearing in our lives! I only want an umbrella that fits the two of us. No umbrella with a wandering heart allowed! Just wait for me...I'm coming to get you."
She couldn't talk him out of it. The giant umbrella was confiscated, and she was personally picked up and taken home.
That night, the rain was too heavy to go grocery shopping. Besides some eggs and a handful of greens, the fridge was empty, so they made a simple meal of vegetable egg noodles.
At 2:30 AM, Qian Fei woke up hungry.
She nudged Li Yifei. "Husband, I'm hungry."
To her surprise, he replied, "What a coincidence, I'm awake too!" Then, without hesitation, he declared, "Come on, wifey, let's go get barbecue."
She thought of Yao Jingjing complaining about Lu Ze.
"That clueless straight man- I told him I was hungry before bed and asked if I should eat something before sleeping. Guess what he said? He said, 'Honey, just lie down and sleep, you won't feel hungry once you're asleep!'"
Qian Fei asked Li Yifei, "Why didn't you tell me it's too late, we have work tomorrow, we'll go another day? Or tell me I can't eat too much?"
Li Yifei threw on his clothes in no time, then grabbed hers and helped her dress, sneaking a pinch on her cheek. "You know what the highest form of caring is? It's the fact that if I kill your joy, I'd feel sad."
He lifted his chin, flicked his hair with a flourish, and pulled her hand as they headed out. "So now you get it, right? Getting up in the middle of the night to satisfy your craving isn't about how hungry you are- it's about not letting myself feel bad."
At that moment, Qian Fei's heart softened completely. That feeling, that was probably what how could life be the same with anyone truly meant.
On the weekend, Yao Jingjing came over. Li Yifei volunteered to go out and buy hotpot ingredients so they could have dinner together at home.
Once Li Yifei left, Qian Fei and Yao Jingjing sat across from each other on the sofa, wearing disposable gloves and giving each other foot massages- you press harder, I press harder. The living room filled with alternating shrieks. Ever since they learned that foot massages were good for health, they didn't want to go to a foot spa, but both couldn't bring themselves to press hard enough on their own feet, and their husbands had no sense of pressure. So the two brilliant minds came up with a solution: take turns inflicting pain on each other.
In the end, driven by competitive spirit, they both let go at the same time and rescued their feet from each other's grip.
Shedding the gloves, Yao Jingjing collapsed onto the sofa. "If your employees and mine saw what we just did, they'd have a heart attack."
Qian Fei laughed. "So what? Just because we're successful now doesn't mean we have to give up our 'deep sibling bonding' fun."
Yao Jingjing laughed along.
Qian Fei got up to wash her hands, poured two cups of tea, and handed one to Yao Jingjing.
Just as they took a sip, Qian Fei's phone rang. It was Li Yifei. She put it on speaker.
His voice was excited: "There's a fight outside the neighborhood- a huge crowd gathered, even the police are here, and it's still going on! Come out and watch!"
Yao Jingjing nearly spat out her tea.
Qian Fei took the cup from her hand, set it on the coffee table, and pulled her toward the door. "Come on, let me show you the local drama!"
Yao Jingjing, huffing as she followed, said, "I really can't with you two! How did you even end up together? I mean, you're President Li and you're President Qian, people with status, and you're still this obsessed with watching street fights?!"
Qian Fei didn't stop walking but glanced back at Yao Jingjing with a mock-serious expression. "What are you saying? One must never forget their roots! Just because we have money now doesn't mean we abandon the hobbies we had when we were poor!"
Yao Jingjing: "I'm SO done with you!!"
The two besties scurried off, watching the excitement.
The life these two "Fei" shared was so perfectly in sync it was almost absurd.
Indeed, how could life ever be the same with anyone else?
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