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[Nombe (@nombesf on Threads) @Nombe]

Important history! #Deadheads

[Deadhead @deadheaddy]

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"Skull and Roses" by Edmund Joseph Sullivan

Originally used in a 1913 printing of the "Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam", a 12th century book of Arabian poetry.

Later discovered by Stanley Mouse and Alton Kelley.

[Gene Trevino @GenoVeno73]

LITERALLY carved in stone (granite) at the Franklin Delano Roosevelt Memorial (Room Two) on the National Mall in Washington, D.C.

This is from President Roosevelt's January 9, 1940, greeting to the American Committee for Protection of Foreign Born.

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[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

The FBI had boxes full of serial killer confessions they couldn’t actually use.

Hours of interviews.
Detailed admissions.
Direct conversations with some of the most violent men in America.

And none of it was scientifically useful.

Then a 42-year-old psychiatric nurse walked into Quantico and changed criminal investigation forever.

Her name was Ann Burgess.

1975.

FBI agents Robert Ressler and John Douglas had spent months traveling across the country interviewing imprisoned serial killers. They believed understanding offenders could help solve future crimes.

But when Ann Burgess listened to the tapes, she immediately saw the problem.

“This isn’t research,” she told them.
“These are just stories.”

The room went silent.

“You’re asking them to talk about themselves,” she said. “But every interview is different. There’s no structure. No methodology. You can’t compare one offender to another.”

Then she asked a question nobody else in the room had thought to ask:

“Tell me about the women they killed.”

Not the killers.

The victims.

Who were they?
How old were they?
Where were they approached?
What made them vulnerable?
How did the offender gain control?

The agents were confused.

Ann Burgess explained something revolutionary:

“If you truly study the victims, you’ll understand the offender.”

At the time, Burgess was already a groundbreaking trauma researcher. In 1974, she had co-authored one of the first major studies proving rape caused lasting psychological trauma — at a time when courts barely acknowledged it.

She helped create the term “rape trauma syndrome.”

Now she brought that same scientific rigor to the FBI.

She redesigned the interviews.
Created structured questionnaires.
Introduced victimology as the foundation of profiling.
Distinguished between a killer’s “MO” and their “signature.”
Mapped escalation patterns.
Explained that sexual violence was about power and control — not desire.

Suddenly, the FBI’s Behavioral Science Unit had something it had never truly possessed before:

Methodology.

And it worked.

In 1983, young boys began disappearing in Nebraska.

Using Burgess’s framework, investigators built a profile:
A young white male.
Slight build.
Someone trusted around children.
Likely connected to scouting or youth activities.
A person who kept souvenirs and detective magazines.

Police arrested John Joubert.

The profile was astonishingly accurate.

Almost overnight, criminal profiling became legitimate law enforcement science.

And yet most of the credit went elsewhere.

The public celebrated the FBI agents.
Books were written.
Movies and television series followed.

Ann Burgess became a footnote.

When Netflix released Mindhunter, they based a character on her — but changed nearly everything.

They made her a psychologist instead of a nurse.
Changed her personal life entirely.
Most viewers never even realized she was based on a real person.

Meanwhile, the real Ann Burgess kept working.

Teaching.
Publishing.
Consulting.
Testifying in court.
Training professionals around the world.

More than 150 academic publications.
Multiple landmark books.
Decades of pioneering work.

And through all of it, one truth remained:

Modern criminal profiling exists in large part because a psychiatric nurse walked into a room full of FBI agents and told them they were asking the wrong questions.

Not:
“Why did the killer do this?”

But:

“Who were the victims?”

That shift changed criminal investigation forever.

Ann Burgess is 88 years old now.

Still teaching.
Still working.
Still brilliant.

And finally receiving recognition not as a side character in someone else’s story —

But as herself.

The woman who taught the FBI how to truly understand predators by first understanding the people they harmed.

[Scott Dworkin @funder]

What CBS just did to Scott Pelley is an absolute disgrace. After 37 years of integrity, the network fired a broadcast legend simply because he refused to put flat-out lies into a story to please the administration. CBS corporate owners wanted a submissive newsroom that scripts lies on command, so they threw one of America's most trusted journalists to the wolves for choosing the truth over a corporate paycheck.
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[Echoes of War @EchoesofWarYT]

250 years ago today, a man stood up in a room full of nervous delegates and said the words that made America inevitable.

Not Thomas Jefferson. Not George Washington. Not Benjamin Franklin.

A Virginia planter named Richard Henry Lee.

It was June 7, 1776. The war had already been going for over a year. Men were dying. Cities were burning. And yet the Continental Congress still had not officially declared independence from Britain.

That morning, Lee rose and read aloud a resolution he had been instructed to deliver by Virginia:

"That these United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States, that they are absolved from all allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain is, and ought to be, totally dissolved."

John Adams immediately seconded it.

The room erupted.

The debate that followed was so heated that Congress had to table the vote entirely. New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, Maryland, and South Carolina were not ready. Their delegates had not been authorized to vote for independence. Some feared it was too soon. Some feared it was treason.

So Congress bought time. They postponed the vote for three weeks and quietly appointed a committee to draft a formal declaration, just in case the resolution passed.

That committee included Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Roger Sherman, Robert Livingston, and a soft-spoken 33-year-old Virginia lawyer known for his elegant writing.

Thomas Jefferson.

Jefferson wrote the Declaration. It was adopted July 4. The world celebrated.

And Richard Henry Lee, the man whose words started everything, whose resolution is the reason any of this happened?

He had already gone home to Virginia. He missed the signing entirely.

Jefferson is immortalized. Lee is a footnote.

History is funny that way.

[Chuck D @MrChuckD]

USA …. Your guy… the Epitome of Immature Selfishness is affecting Game 3 ….90 years after his blueprint appeared at the 1936 Olympics being messy

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

When the President of France visited the United States in April 1960, he asked the FBI to help him find a man.
The man he was looking for was an American citizen. He was sixty-four years old. He had been awarded fifteen French military decorations and — six months earlier, in a ceremony in Paris — had been made a Knight of the Légion d'honneur, the highest civilian honor France can give. The medal had been pinned to his chest by the President himself, who had publicly called him un véritable héros français. A true French hero.
The FBI located the man within a few days.
He was operating an elevator at Rockefeller Center in New York City.
The elevator operator's name was Eugene Bullard. He had been born in Columbus, Georgia, in 1895, the son of a man whose own father had been a slave.

He had run away from Columbus at the age of eleven, after watching a white mob nearly lynch his father.
He spent the next several years drifting through the American South. At sixteen, he stowed away on a German freighter at Norfolk, Virginia. He landed in Aberdeen, Scotland. From there he made his way to London, where he learned to box. By 1913, at eighteen, he was prizefighting in Paris.
When Germany invaded France in August 1914, Bullard was nineteen years old. He had no legal obligation to fight. He had no French citizenship.
He went to the recruiting office on October 19, 1914, and signed up for the French Foreign Legion.
He spent the next eighteen months as an infantryman in some of the worst fighting of the war — at the Somme, at Champagne, at Verdun. He was wounded three times. The third wound, on March 5, 1916, tore open his thigh and left him with permanent damage to his leg.
He was twenty years old. The doctors told him he would not return to the infantry.
He decided he wanted to fly.

In a Paris café in the spring of 1916, while he was recovering, Bullard mentioned to three white American friends that he was thinking of joining the French air service. A Mississippian named Jeff Dickson laughed.
Gene, Dickson said, you know damn well there aren't any Negroes in aviation.
Bullard answered: Sure do. That's why I want to get into it. There has to be a first to everything, and I'm going to be the first.
Dickson bet him two thousand dollars he would not make it.
Bullard took the bet. He earned his pilot's license on May 5, 1917. He won the bet.
He reported to the front in August 1917 and flew approximately twenty combat missions over the next three months in a SPAD VII. The fuselage was painted with a bleeding heart pierced by a knife and the French phrase Tout le Sang qui Coule est Rouge — All Blood that Flows is Red.
He carried, on every combat flight, a small capuchin monkey named Jimmy in the front of his flight jacket.
The French press began calling him L'Hirondelle Noire — the Black Swallow.

When the United States entered the war in 1917, Bullard immediately applied to transfer to the U.S. Army Air Service.
His application was rejected.
The U.S. Army Air Service had a policy, in 1917, of not accepting Black pilots. The other American pilots flying for France in his unit, all of them white, were transferred to the U.S. Air Service.
He was the only one who was not.

For the next twenty years, he was one of the most familiar faces in the Montmartre nightlife of Paris between the wars. He owned a nightclub called L'Escadrille. He spoke fluent French, English, and German. Hemingway drank there. Fitzgerald drank there. Langston Hughes drank there. Josephine Baker performed there. Louis Armstrong was a personal friend.
When Germany invaded Poland in 1939, Bullard was forty-four. His fluent German and his ownership of a nightclub frequented by German officers made him useful to the French Resistance. He became an intelligence agent — eavesdropping in his own bar on conversations between German officers who did not know he understood every word.
When France fell in June 1940, friends in the Resistance smuggled him across the Spanish border before the Gestapo could arrest him.
He came back to the United States for the first time in twenty-eight years.
He arrived in New York with thirty dollars in his pocket and a permanent limp.

He did not return to a hero's welcome. He returned to a country that had no idea who he was.
He worked at a perfume counter. He worked as a security guard. He worked at the Staten Island shipyards. By the late 1940s, he had taken the job that he would hold for most of the rest of his life.
He operated the elevator at Rockefeller Center.
He was wearing the elevator uniform on the day a producer from NBC came down from the studios upstairs to ask if he was the man Charles de Gaulle had been looking for.
A few weeks later, NBC sent a film crew to interview him in the lobby. The studios where NBC produced The Today Show were on the floors above. He had operated the elevator that took the network executives up to those studios every morning for nearly ten years. He had not been recognized as he did it.
He went back to operating the elevator the following Monday.

He died of stomach cancer on October 12, 1961, three days after his sixty-sixth birthday.
He was buried in the French War Veterans' section of Flushing Cemetery, in Queens, in the uniform of the French Foreign Legion. The casket was draped with the French flag.
In 1994 — thirty-three years after his death — the United States Air Force formally commissioned Eugene Jacques Bullard as a Second Lieutenant, posthumously.
It was the first commission the U.S. military had ever offered him.
He had been the first Black combat pilot in American history.
The French had been calling him a hero since 1917.
The Americans got around to it in 1994.

[Chris Murphy 🟧 @ChrisMurphyCT]

The biggest story in America is a president who has completely lost touch with reality. Who thinks the FBI let all the January 6 rioters into the Capitol, that he really won the 2020 election, that the Iran War is going well. Who, when occasionally confronted w reality, panics.

[Mary L Trump @MaryLTrump]

Donald had a temper tantrum on national television and walked out of an interview simply because Kristen Welker presented him with a basic fact.

Note to other journalists: now is the time to pile on. He won't be able to handle it.

[Aaron Rupar @atrupar]

WOW -- Trump crashes out and cuts his interview with Welker short as she presses him on his lack of evidence for claiming elections are rigged

"You're either crooked or you're stupid. Let's call it quits. Because I've had enough. Thank you darling," he tells her."

"I traveled all the way to Wisconsin for this interview," she pleads.

[Aaron Rupar @atrupar]

Here's the full chain of events that led to Trump storming out of his interview with Kristin Welker, beginning with her pressing him on the weaponization fund, continuing with her pointing out the baselessness of his "rigged election" lies, and concluding with him calling her "crooked or stupid" and leaving

[Nombe (@nombesf on Threads) @Nombe]

@MarcoFoster_ @Mnm11B

[Marco Foster @MarcoFoster_]

Scott Pelley responds to Trump saying he doesn’t care about the country: “I’ve never worn the uniform, but I’ve been in combat for this country. In Afghanistan, and Iraq, Kuwait. Been shot at. Spent nights in foxholes filling up with water in the desert. I’m not aware that the president has ever done any of those things for his country. You become a journalist because you love the First Amendment, you love the country. While all the other descriptions the president used about me might be applicable, not that one”

[Giggling Ganon @GigglingGanon]

P*ssed off father addresses township board over the cover up of an accident where his wife his son were hit by the son of a friend of the chief of police.

This father is demanding accountability at a North Huntingdon Township Board of Commissioners meeting, but the backstory behind this confrontation is a chilling look at a family's fight against small-town corruption.

​On July 7, 2024, Kathleen Morcheid was driving with her 13-month-old son, Jordan, when a vehicle driven by 22-year-old Nolan Patrick Mullen crossed the center line, striking them nearly head-on. Accident reconstruction experts later testified that Mullen was flying at 90 MPH in a 35 MPH zone just five seconds before the collision.

​While the toddler miraculously survived without major injuries, Kathleen suffered life-altering harm, including a severe traumatic brain injury and permanent physical tremors that stripped her of her career as a nurse.

​Nicholas Carrozza, the child’s father seen at the podium, quickly uncovered what he alleges is a deep-seated conflict of interest. Local critics and public complaints allege that Mullen’s father was close personal friends with high-ranking local police officials.

Carrozza claims responding officers failed to perform standard on-scene sobriety testing, ignored witnesses who saw the driver laughing after the crash, and systematically stonewalled his family's Right-to-Know requests for body camera footage and basic police reports.

​The systemic frustration peaked when the District Attorney’s office offered Mullen a lenient plea deal—dismissing the felony chargesin exchange for probation and home electronic monitoring.

Fortunately, a Westmoreland County judge took the unusual step of rejecting the plea deal, stating home monitoring was entirely inappropriate for an offense requiring prison time.

Carrozza fought back with constitutional law. He openly called out Township Manager Harry Fulk for attempting to bypass him, exposed threats of arrest from the DA for asking questions, and vowed to strip the board members of their qualified immunity via a federal civil rights lawsuit under 42 U.S.C. § 1983.

As of June 2026

​The fallout has turned into a massive First Amendment battle. Instead of transparent answers, local authorities hit Carrozza with a wave of criminal charges, ordering him to stand trial for misdemeanor counts of disrupting a public meeting, illegal recording in a police lobby, and endangering a public official after he posted an officer's photo online to criticize the department.

​Carrozza maintains that these charges are an unconstitutional overreach designed to criminalize citizen activism and silence a father demanding justice for his permanently injured wife and child. Meanwhile, the family home has fallen into foreclosure due to mounting medical debt.

As far as the driver.

Mullen's defense attorney requested a special pretrial hearing to challenge the state's evidence, specifically arguing that Morcheid's injuries did not legally meet the threshold of "serious bodily injury" and that the felony charge should be thrown out.

​Judge Stewart firmly rejected the defense's request to drop the felony charge. The judge noted that Morcheid's daily life remains entirely upended by her ongoing brain injury symptoms, headaches, speech issues, and physical tremors. The prosecution also successfully presented accident reconstruction data proving Mullen was driving 90 MPH in a 35 MPH zone just five seconds before the impact, which the court agreed was the absolute "definition of recklessness."

Because the defense's efforts to dismiss the charges failed, Judge Stewart ruled that the final determination of fault and the severity of the crash must be decided by a local jury. Mullen remains charged with felony aggravated assault by vehicle, misdemeanor reckless endangerment, and multiple traffic summaries as the case moves toward a formal criminal trial.

[Charlize Tiberon™ MichelleWTH @MichelleWth6]

@NiallStanage @Lindairvin26958 Weird trend. Thank grok for the typos

[💙WVgirl💛 @AimsHunt06]

@NiallStanage They showed a few clips on MSNow this morn & he got emotional in one & it honestly teared me up too. It's heartbreaking to see journalism/the free press/1st Amendment under attack. Seeing some of the best in the bizz being sidelined & fired for telling the truth. It's shameful

[Niall Stanage @NiallStanage]

Pelley’s full interview with @LuluGNavarro is here:

https://t.co/RP90jEwawd

[Niall Stanage @NiallStanage]

This is a devastating interview.

Scott Pelley tells the NYT that Bari Weiss directly put a “thumb on the scale” for Trump over the killing of Renee Good.

Here’s his explanation of exactly what happened.

[Nombe (@nombesf on Threads) @Nombe]

@SVG__Collection

[Melodies & Masterpieces @SVG__Collection]

A tribute to John Coltrane:

I combined family footage and performance clips into a music video for one of my favorite songs of his, “Equinox”.

Hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it.

[chiky handler @chiky_handlr]

Hunter Biden is going to be a big, big problem for the GOP. Listen to what he’s saying here. He literally has receipts.