🚨🇪🇺🇺🇸NEWS: Horrific Gold Statue of Donald Trump goes on display in the European Parliament
Why would America ever help these people again?
This is beyond pathetic
🚨 IN CASE YOU MISSED IT: A statue of Charlie Kirk was unveiled in Times Square today at 2:23 PM, the exact time Kirk was murdered on this day last year.
This statue is a masterpiece!!
Charlie Kirk’s legacy will live on forever. ❤️🇺🇸
I've been trying to pinpoint the reason for my melancholy. In my opinion, the best way to remove it is to acknowledge it, sit with it, and cauterize it so it won't infect everything.
It's so easy to mock the world we live in. What was once a perfectly decent civilization has been turned into some of the strangest shit I have ever seen. We no longer know what a woman is. What's more is that in our lack of definition and sudden biological ignorance, we are now chopping up our children. Doctors have become "gender tailors" who prescribe and snip while therapists sit back and scratch prescription pads with almost deviant glee. Their pockets get perptually lined, because they all have created a line of forever patients.
Mental health issues are running rampant. Everywhere. All the time. When I say people have gone mad, I mean it. Wide eyed, slack jawed, easy to manipulate and trained to attack. We have become a world wide asylum. An intergalatic freak show. It's disconcerting and horrific. We can see the crazy, but our progressive mindset has led us to a place that forces us to look the other way. If not, we are canceled. We are ridiculed. We are expelled from society for hurting the feelings of madness.
We are living in the Twilight Zone.
Art is at a standstill. We like celebrities because we are told to like them. They are thrust upon us not through talent, but through the sheer will of "the machine," because the chosen ones speak the language of "the message." Hollywood is a progressive town made up of nepo-babies and Communist cosplayers.
Art is no longer art. It is a campaign message. We no longer write or act or dance for beauty. Instead, they lure us in with false gods and beaten story lines in the hope that we are stupid enough to believe their lies just because they said them.
👏 "I do believe in Communism. I do. I do. 👏 👏
Everyone wants to go viral, but instead they spread the virus of false information. The MSM, influencers, politicians, and anyone with an ounce of fame do everything they can to shape a narrative of confusion. Why? Who really knows the truth? At this point, does the truth even exist?
There is no justice. People come into the country illegally. People kill each other without remorse. The criminal is treated with kid gloves while the innocent are put in front of the firing squad. Criminals are released to find new prey days after doing some of the most heinous things known to mankind. How many second chances are we willing to give people who have dried blood beneath their nails?
And mothers are killing their children. This used to cause outrage. When Susan Smith let her kids drown in that car in the 90s, the nation was aghast. Now, for a bit of social media exposure and five minutes of clout, we have women donning pink and creating a ghoulish sequel to the #metoo movement.
Men hate women. Women hate men. Hell, both of those words mean nothing, because you can now change your identity by changing your clothes. So, everyone hates everyone.
I'm just tired. It's made me bone weary and bitter. The air tastes like hemlock and we are all breathing deeply.
I want a normal society or at least one at its baseline. One where everyone isn't chasing fame. One where everything isn't a commercial.
One where at list one thing makes sense.
🤷♀️The one thing that keeps me from running stark raving mad into the woods and living with the squirrels is the thought that we have no place to go but up.
Things can't get much worse.
Right?
Right?
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Ireland 🇮🇪
This is Irish dancing, it’s known around the world as part of Ireland’s culture, its history, its heritage.
We’re not just going to bow down to the EU and hand that culture over to African migrants who can’t even speak English never mind Irish.
They’ve bitten off more than they can chew in Ireland, there’s a lot of fight left in our little country. Don’t count the Irish out just yet ☘️🇮🇪
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“To me, Henry wasn't a headline or a court case. He was my best friends funny, caring, cheeky son. Henry had a way of making people smile without even trying. He had so much life ahead of him, so many plans, and so much love to give. When Henry was just a baby, Lucy gave me the honour of being his godmother. Our kids, like us shared their childhood. Henry's loved ones were just normal people and we were enjoying watching our kids grow into adults, naively taking for granted that we would see all the wonderful things that life had to offer them.
On December 5th 2025, when the news broke, life as we knew it stopped.
My focus in what I want to say will always be Henry and Henry's family.
But, nothing I could ever say would come close to explaining the pain of losing Henry. But alongside the heartbreak of losing Henry has been the pain of watching one of the kindest families I have ever known have their entire world torn apart.
I was lucky enough to grow up with the family of my best friends Lucy (Henry's Mum) and Katie (Henry's aunty). The family make everyone feel welcome. Their home is filled with kindness, warmth and laughter. No matter what life throws at them they always find a way to bring light to those around them. They are generous with their time, compassionate in their hearts, and the sort of people who make others feel like family too, including me and then my children. Their laughter is infectious, their support unwavering, and their love for one another shines through in everything they do.
My heart is broken for them, a very large part of them died on the day that monster chose to rip Henry from their lives. Yet even through their darkest days they continued to be the wonderful people that they are. Their focus during these dark times was to shine a light on and raise money for the charity that has helped them.
Then, 6 months after Henry's death, the heart ache continued as they had to face the trial. Being subjected to sit in a room with the monster who brutally murdered their son and watch the lies spill so easily from his mouth. A man who has not once showed an an ounce of remorse for what he did. They endured a living nightmare.
Thinking that things could not possibly get worse, in the last few weeks they have learned that the very institution that is there to protect us not only ignored Henry's plea for help, but they sided with the monster who put him on the ground .
Henry's family learned that his last moments were not only spent so afraid of the monster who attacked him but he was then wronged and let down by the police officer who I have no doubt, Henry assumed was there to help him.
That police officer handcuffed Henry and read him his rights. The last thing my best friend's beautiful boy heard before we lost him forever.
This image, we will never ever be able to erase from our minds. Family, friends and now the world, will have seen that image and we all have to live with it forever.
Shame on the monster who took you, shame on the police officer who should have helped you and shame on the organisation that trained the police officer to side with an incorrect racist slur over a dying young man. Shame on you all!!
You treated a loving caring intelligent hardworking young man, with such disregard and disrespect. You treated Henry's family, such good people, with such dishonesty! The lies have been inforgivable !! HOW DARE YOU.
Henry deserved so much more from this life. Henry and his family have been let down so badly.
THIS COULD HAPPEN AGAIN TO ANYONE, ANYONE'S CHILD.
This has to stop now.
Henry we will fight until the end for you. The world will know your name. You changed our lives for the better for being a part of it, I believe you will now go on to change the lives of others by the legacy you will leave.
God bless you my darling 💙”
@LizCollet@FrauHasenherz Soooo. Ich habe alles abgesucht, aber das Rezept für die Striezel nicht gefunden. Ist es verfügbar? Ich wäre (sehr) interessiert … ���️