Arnold Palmtree

Former walk-on mathlete | Former software non-essential
| I spend entirely too much time worrying about the comfort of my dog

[KissHernandez 🇺🇸🇬🇭 @fiifi_gh]

Only people who watch key and Peale understand 😆

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Shocked face 🤓

[Politics UK @PolitlcsUK]

🚨 BREAKING: Keir Starmer has resigned as Prime Minister of the UK

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Solid. I mean forget about @DNIGabbard s report. Forget about the @FIFAWorldCup and forget about @Keir_Starmer finally getting the boot. Algae is the move 🤡🤡🤡

[NBC News @NBCNews]

https://t.co/hGk1j9sWRa

[MAZE @mazemoore]

Solyndra was a solar power startup company and was the first company to receive guaranteed loans through Obama's stimulus program.

Obama touted his investment in Solyndra in 2010. In 2011 the company filed for bankruptcy. Taxpayers lost over $500 million.

The media has covered Trump's reflecting pool renovation more than it ever covered Solyndra's failure and fraud. The media didn't cover Obama, it covered for Obama.

BTW, instead of letting Elon Musk continue to successfully manufacture and sell solar panels, the government could just seize $100 billion of his wealth and fund some more Solyndras. 🤪

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Norwegian butter reminds me of something....I just can't put my finger on it 🇳🇴🇳🇴🇳🇴👀

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@BBLPERRY Yall are starting to sound like @Canada 🇨🇦 on here? Maybe call the King for some reparations or whatever you soy bois need 🥳

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

The answer is if he signs with @LFC 🤌

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

How can you not root for this kid!

[The Touchline | 𝐓 @TouchlineX]

🚨🤍 𝗡𝗘𝗪: Yan Diomande emotional letter to his late sister:

"Dear Roxane,

Remember when somebody bought me a fake United jersey, and I wrote Ronaldo 7 on the back with the black marker?"

"We didn’t know rich or poor. We just knew happiness."

"Remember 25 people sleeping in one house back in Abidjan? Mum wanted to watch her soap operas. Everyone else wanted to watch movies. Remember how I always used to fake like I was asleep and then go into the TV room after midnight? I’d put the TV on real low. Just like 2 volume bars. I’d watch football in the dark and dream."

"Remember when the adults saw me playing football in the dirt and nicknamed me “Roberto Carlos” because of how hard I would shoot? And remember how I was secretly so mad about it, because CR7 was my idol?"

"Remember when I went to play so far from home? I was 9 years old. Inter Foot Sud Comoé, all the way near the Ghana border. Just a little boy on his own. I don’t know if I ever told you this story, but me and the other kids used to go into the village and steal potatoes because we were so hungry. We did a “bank heist.” Two kids distracting the shop owner, and 18 other kids running out with two potatoes. They weren’t even good. But they tasted amazing. Hahahah. It’s still my favorite thing to eat. Boiled potatoes with some oil. It reminds me of those times."

"Remember when I got my first real football boots, and I used to sleep with them? Growing up, I always played in those white plastic sandals. Even when I go back home now, I still play in them. It’s our tradition."

"Remember when I would come back home, and you would tell my friends from the neighborhood, “Why did you stop training? Yan is not going to buy you cars. You have to keep working."

"You were 10 years old, and already my agent."

"Remember how we used to sit and dream about moving to France? How we were going to go shopping and get our own apartment and I was going to be a rich footballer with cars and a big house, and you wouldn’t have to worry about nothing. You were the one who always believed that I could be the next Cristiano, when everybody else laughed."

"Remember when I moved to America for high school at 15, and I was so homesick? I didn’t know what anybody was saying for months. They sat me next to a French kid, and he tried to translate everything the teacher was saying. Remember when I called you, saying, “You won’t believe it, the kids here argue with teachers."

"Back home, you know we wouldn’t even dare to blink at our elders."

"Remember when I couldn’t believe the kids were smoking after school? You used to say it sounded like I was in an American TV show."

"Remember when they took me on trial at Bournemouth? At Chelsea, Rangers, Olympiacos, Crystal Palace? Eze and Olise even came up to me after one training and said, “Yo kid, you’re really good.”"

"But they still didn’t sign me."

"Even the B teams in the MLS didn’t want me. I didn’t even know why. They never gave me a reason. The adults handled everything. They just kept taking me all around Europe, and everybody kept saying no."

"My visa was up. My dream was over. They sent me back to Africa, and we cried together."

"You were the one who never stopped believing. A few weeks later, I signed for Leganés and we cried different tears."

"That was back when I used to have emotions. Now, I don’t feel anything. It’s like I’m not even human. Since you died, I’m just blank."

"I don’t even think I shed a tear the day they told me that you were gone. I was just in shock."

"It was a few weeks after I made my debut for Leganés. Who makes their debut at 18 against Real Madrid? It was too crazy. It was a dream."

"And then it was a nightmare. Someone kept calling me from back home. I was annoyed. I didn’t understand why they kept calling me."

"I picked up, and they didn’t even soften it. You know how it is back home. No emotions. Just……..

“Your sister is gone.”
“What?”
“She died.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Somebody put something in her drink at a party, and she never woke up. She is gone.”

"You were 15."

"15."

"I never got any answers. I don’t know if I want to know why. Maybe it was jealousy. Maybe it’s just something that happens in our country. Maybe I could have protected you. I don’t know."

"I try to trust God’s plan. It’s all I can do. I don’t try to forget, because I know I won’t forget. All I can do is use the pain to work harder, and to do everything we dreamed about."

"I wrote this because I can’t speak about it. I wrote this because I want you to know that I will make sure that you live on. I will make sure that everybody knows your name. The whole world."

"Everything I do on a football pitch, it’s for you."

"So much has happened since I last saw you…… You would not even believe it. I don’t know if I believe it."

"You know what’s crazy? After my debut against Madrid, I actually swapped shirts with Mbappé. Remember when we used to watch him on TV, and you’d say, “Mbappé? Yeah, he’s good. But my brother is better.”

"I was wrong about one thing. I don’t want to be rich. I see what it does to people, even to family. When I was at Leganés, everything I was earning, I was sending home. It got to the point where I didn’t even want money anymore. It was just a burden. They never stopped asking. I guess they thought I was a millionaire already. I didn’t even have an apartment. I was living at the training ground in a room with no TV. Just football and sleep, football and sleep."

"I didn’t want a big house. I didn’t want cars. I just wanted to put everything into football. Everything to show the world that my sister was right……."

"Ha…. you will think this is funny. When I moved to play at RB Leipzig, I was always late. Well, not late. But I was on time, which in Germany means you’re very late."

"So you already know what I did next. I started arriving 90 minutes early to everything. I was so early all the time that the guys started calling me “The German.”"

"I always have to overdo everything. I have zero chill. You always said that."

"The pitch is the only place that I feel at home anymore. It’s the place where I feel calm, and I can speak to you. I just wish you were still here so I could tell you….. We did it."

"Everything you said came true."

"We’re leaving for the World Cup tomorrow. For real. Your brother is going to play for Côte d'Ivoire, like Drogba, like Yaya, like Gervinho."

"I don’t even look at it like a game. I look at it like a stage. This is my chance to show the whole world what you saw in me. Every time I score, I’ll make sure everybody knows your name. I’ll make sure they don’t forget you."

"You always said that I could be better than Cristiano. If I see him there, I’ll tell him hello for you."

"I’m going to do what you predicted, I swear. Before I even had real boots, you were telling everybody, “My brother is going to be the greatest in the world.”

"I will prove that you were right, or I will die trying... Your brother, Yan."

— @PlayersTribune

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

True

[jay plemons @jayplemons]

The great lie is that society is divided between rich and poor.
The great truth, as David Friedberg puts it, is makers vs takers.

Makers build, create, and deliver real value: houses, software, art, businesses, and everything that moves civilization forward.

Takers watch, criticize, analyze, and politic. They push the lie that the rich hoard unfairly so the poor must seize it… all while positioning themselves to rule the chaos.

As @friedberg tells his kids: “At the end of the day, if you made something and someone else valued it, you were a maker. That was an amazing achievement. That is a great day.”

Takers thrive on division. Makers drive progress.

Time to choose your side.

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Live from Denmark 🇩🇰! No wonder they are nowhere to be found in the AI race 😬

Also don't pee in the shower 🚿

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@MyLordBebo Sty klassy @Canada 🤡🤡🤡

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@Basedgoymemes It’s a deplorable culture innit 🧐

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@DNIGabbard @MikeBenzCyber

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@KalshiSports Canada is such a repressive regime. With is marxists & such 🇨🇦

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Based

[Visegrád 24 @visegrad24]

🇸🇪 Sweden has passed a "good behavior" law allowing migrants to be deported over non-criminal conduct such as tax debts or extremist links.

This will allow the Swedish government the power to revoke residence permits and deport legal immigrants without a specific criminal charge.

Now, grounds for deportation from Sweden may simply be based on the migrant's non-criminal misconduct, such as benefit fraud, links to extremist organizations, illegal work, unpaid debts, and tax evasion.

Such cases will be evaluated by the Swedish Migration Agency.

This bill was pushed through by the Prime Minister's right-wing minority government, heavily supported by the nationalist Sweden Democrats party.

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

If you are ever in Helsinki and chip a tooth at a Michelin restaurant (gaijin). I can say the dental care is legit.

https://t.co/XNSsPhOS39

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

@GavinNewsom Oh Gavin, we all know you prefer to launder money quietly thru your friends with no fanfare

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Manipulation is actually worse than fraud

[Chief Nerd @TheChiefNerd]

🚨 Friedberg on Los Angeles ‘Elections’

“Your rights to have an election are gone. You are a citizen of those who tell you who your overseers are … So enjoy the ones that have been made appointed by those who have constructed the matrix.”

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

Too much winning. Sorry @Canada @WeAreCanProud @CanadianPM @MarkJCarney

[PGA TOUR @PGATOUR]

If you walk into the rink hole wearing a USA jersey, you better walk away with a birdie 😅

📺 Golf Channel

[Arnold Palmtree @NigelMan__]

This is the best content on here now and possibly ever. I will repay this debt nobu…

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.