Outrageous!
NY State Senate Bill S9316 (sponsored by Dem Sen. Luis R. Sepúlveda) was advanced by the NY Senate on June 2, 2026, passing 38-23. It now heads to the Assembly.
Dems passed this bill to erase 'Mother & Father' from state law, replacing them with 'gestating parent' and 'non-gestating parent.' Because nothing says progress like reducing motherhood to a medical procedure and fatherhood to 'the other one.' 😡
This is what happens when ideology attacks basic biology and family.
Who’s next, 'birthing unit' and 'sperm donor'?
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The bodycam footage of Henry Nowak has just been released.
An 18-year-old who was stabbed FIVE TIMES called the police for help.
His attacker told officers Henry was a racist.
So they handcuffed the victim.
Henry told them over and over:
"I've been stabbed."
"I can't breathe."
"Please brother, I can't breathe."
An officer responded: "You've been stabbed, mate? I don't think you have."
Henry died in handcuffs.
The mainstream media has said NOTHING.
Where is the same outrage from when George Floyd died?
Watch this footage. Share it everywhere.
Pray for Henry’s family.
Those marble runs keep getting more insane with every new build — multi-level tracks, magnetic lifts, chain reactions, domino cascades, and loops that look physically impossible until they’re not.
Do you get locked-in? 98% of the time, it works every time. I rarely swipe past. There’s something addictive about watching pure human ingenuity turned into mechanical ballet.
What hits me hardest is the invisible grind: the hours of planning, the endless test runs where it all collapses in spectacular failure, the 2 a.m. tweaks, the “one more piece” spiral. That setup and testing phase alone deserves a standing ovation. Most people quit after the third crash. These creators just keep going.
Then comes the money shot — that first perfect run. The marble drops, clicks, rolls, launches, spirals, and nails every single segment like it was always meant to. The satisfaction is contagious. You feel the builder’s relief and pride through the screen.
Well done, creators. Every ridiculous, over-engineered, beautiful marble run is a love letter to patience, creativity, and the simple joy of watching something work exactly as imagined. Keep pushing the limits. We’re all watching, smiling like idiots, and hitting that like button.
Keep building bigger. The internet needs more of this.
I’m 68 years old, a biker with more miles on my boots than most men dream of, and three years after losing my wife, I never thought life had any big surprises left for me. Then, by pure accident, I met Maya.
She was four months old, lying in the NICU, crying like the world had already given up on her. Born with Down syndrome, a serious heart defect, and addicted to methamphetamine from birth, she had been turned down by twelve families. Too many complications. Too much risk. Too expensive. They were preparing to send her to institutional care.
I had wandered onto the wrong floor while visiting a buddy when a nurse saw me standing there in my leather vest and said, “That baby’s been crying for hours. Nothing calms her. You want to try?”
I picked her up, held her against my chest, and started humming a low, rumbling note—the same way I used to calm my Harley on cold mornings. Maya stopped crying instantly. Her tiny hand wrapped around my finger, and something in my chest that had been frozen since my wife passed came roaring back to life.
I came back every single day for two weeks. When the social worker said they had no choice but to move her to a group home, I looked her in the eye and said, “No. I’ll take her.”
They laid out every reason I shouldn’t: my age, my lifestyle, the surgeries ahead, the years of therapy and special care. I listened to all of it, then told them the only thing that mattered: “She deserves to grow up with someone who chooses her.”
My motorcycle brothers showed up like a cavalry. These rough, tattooed men spent a whole weekend painting her nursery a soft sunny yellow and wrestling with a crib that took four of us three hours to assemble. They brought diapers, clothes, and enough casseroles to feed a platoon. For the first time in years, my house felt alive.
At five months old, Maya went in for open-heart surgery with only a seventy percent chance of making it through. I sat in that waiting room for six long hours, making every promise to God I could think of. When the doctor finally came out smiling, I cried like a kid.
Today, Maya is nine months old and she is the brightest light in my world.
She smiles the moment I walk into the room, lighting up like I’m the best thing she’s ever seen. Her little laugh fills the house when I make silly faces or dance her around the living room to old rock ballads. She’s hitting her milestones with that stubborn fighter spirit I’ve come to love so much. The heart defect is behind us, and every day she grows stronger, happier, and more curious about the world.
I know I won’t be here for all of her life. I’m old, and the road I’ve traveled has been long. But I’ll be here for every single day I have left, and I’ve already made arrangements with my brothers and their families so Maya will never know a day without love and protection.
She was nobody’s baby once. Now she’s mine—completely, fiercely, and forever.
Every night I lay her down in her yellow nursery, kiss her forehead, and whisper the same thing: “You were chosen, little girl. You are wanted. You are loved beyond measure.”
And as she drifts off with my finger still in her tiny hand, I realize something beautiful: I didn’t just save Maya.
She saved me.
I’m the luckiest man who ever lived.
Let's examine what REALLY happened.
When Donald Trump was a private citizen, a government contractor stole his private tax data and leaked it to the media. Because the government failed to protect his private records, Trump and his family sued the IRS for $10 billion.
On May 18, 2026, the Justice Department settled the case. Trump agreed to walk away with zero dollars for himself. In exchange, the government put $1.776 billion into an "Anti-Weaponization Fund" to help ordinary citizens who say they were also unfairly targeted by federal agencies. The government also agreed to completely drop its ongoing tax audits against Trump's businesses.
Trump declined $10 billion he was statutorily entitled to under 26 U.S.C. § 7431 and converted it into a compensation pool for other citizens, so calling this a corrupt enrichment scheme is factually backwards.
If anyone else got that award they would have taken it and ran. Joe Biden and every other Democrat out there.
The fund’s text explicitly says “there are no partisan requirements to file a claim,” meaning Democrats, independents, and Republicans are equally eligible.
The audit waiver is bound to pre-May-18-2026 conduct, not “perpetuity immunity forever” as the ridiculous media and out of job former attorney Liz Oyer claims.
Biden pardoned Hunter for crimes he was actually convicted of and Jim Biden while Jim was under two active federal investigations, with an 11-year window and zero public-facing remedy and the same commentators called that defensible. Literally.
So the Biden family could issue pardon for crimes committed and active investigations but Trump, who was actually agreed and is statutory entitled to this money set up a fund to help Americans who were victims of political persecution, and the demented media is calling it some kind of corrupt act?
Of course that same demented media wants judicial oversight. Would that be the judicial oversight that consistently rules incorrectly in any case involving Trump and gets overruled sometimes 9-0 at the Supreme Court?
Not one prior U.S. president has faced this volume of criminal prosecution, civil litigation, and unauthorized disclosure of confidential financial records simultaneously, so pretending this is a normal political cycle is dishonest bs.
The Obama administration used the exact same Judgment Fund mechanism in Keepseagle $760M, no congressional appropriation and the press called that justice. But it was actually much worse because in the Obama case this settlement was made against the advice of career DOJ officials who thought they could win at court.
Trump personally receives zero dollars, zero damages, and zero direct financial benefit from the settlement the only thing he gets is the audit waiver as protect protection so he won’t be targeted by the same Weaponized government should they ever get power again.
Congress will never legislatively compensate Jan 6 defendants, FACE Act defendants, or dismissed-case targets, so the choice was this fund or no remedy at all for documented victims of politically motivated federal action.
The media is very dishonest in this country and there’s a lot of experts who are even more dishonest. I am not an expert at anything except research and common sense. It is just basic common sense that when you have a president issue blanket, pardons for crimes that nobody even knows about that may or may not have been committed on his way out, and the media doesn’t bat an eye, but then you have a president who is actually wronged and who uses his settlement money to help those who are also politically persecuted smeared as corrupt the problem is the media.
-Insurrection Barbie
Did you know the "use by" date on your milk is a lie?
Okay, not a lie. But it is not exactly what you think.
Americans throw out ~30% of their food, much of it based on a date that has nothing to do with safety. We are tossing millions of pounds of perfectly good groceries because of a number printed by the manufacturer's marketing team.
Here is what those dates actually mean:
"Sell by" is for the store. It tells the retailer when to pull it from the shelf. It has nothing to do with you.
"Best by" means peak flavor. Not safety. Your yogurt does not become a biohazard at 12:01 a.m.
"Use by" is the manufacturer's guess for the last day of peak quality. Not a death sentence.
The only food in America with a federally regulated expiration date is infant formula.
What really matters is how you store it.
Cold fridge, sealed, smells normal, looks normal? Probably fine.
- Milk often lasts 5 to 7 days past the date.
- Eggs can last 3 to 5 weeks.
- Unopened yogurt, 1 to 2 weeks.
Sour milk, fuzzy yogurt, eggs that float in a glass of water?
Let them go.
They have chosen darkness.
The average American family throws away $1,500 worth of food every year. Most of it was still good.
Your nose knows more than the carton.
What is the oldest thing you have eaten from your fridge and lived to tell the tale?
It was a Monday in early August 2023. The exhausted truck drivers of Taylor Swift's Eras Tour thought they were heading to a routine production meeting before the Los Angeles shows.
They had no idea what was coming.
Scott Swift walked in. Taylor's father didn't say much—he just began handing out envelopes. When the drivers finally peeked inside, some thought the check said $1,000. Others read $10,000. The third driver stared at his and said out loud: "This has to be a joke."
It wasn't.
$100,000.
Each driver. Nearly 50 of them. The industry standard bonus from the biggest stars? $5,000 to $10,000. Taylor had given them more than ten times that.
But here's what made it matter most: these drivers weren't wealthy. They lived in truck cabs. They hadn't seen their families in 24 weeks. They were people who would never own homes—until now. Until that envelope.
That moment of shock and tears? It was just the beginning.
Across the entire Eras Tour, Taylor quietly handed out $197 million in bonuses. The dancers. The band. The riggers. The lighting and sound technicians. The caterers. Every single person who built the show—they got bonuses, handwritten notes, and wax-sealed letters. When dancers opened theirs on camera in her docuseries, they broke down crying. Some couldn't believe she was real.
"If the tour grosses more, they get more," she explained simply. These people work hard. They deserve it.
But the crew bonuses weren't the only quiet revolution happening.
Starting in March 2023, in every city where the tour touched down, a call came to local food banks. Taylor wanted to donate. No press conference. No announcement. No photo op. One donation fed 75,000 meals. Another provided hundreds of thousands of pounds of fresh produce. Across the tour, the total reached millions of meals—possibly more—all delivered in silence.
She never posted about a single one.
And it wasn't new for her.
In March 2020, when the pandemic locked down the world, Taylor scrolled through social media posts from fans who were breaking. A photographer about to lose everything. A person staring down eviction. She sent direct messages with rent money—$3,000 here, $13,000 there. Some fans got enough for months of bills. She read the Washington Post. She noticed the names. She helped.
She never announced it.
Years later, in October 2025, a two-year-old named Lilah—fighting a cancer so rare that only 58 families in America had ever known it—was filmed by her mother dancing to a Taylor Swift song. Lilah called Taylor her friend. A few days later, the GoFundMe received a $100,000 donation.
The note said: "Sending the biggest hug to my friend, Lilah! Love, Taylor."
Mike Scherkenbach has worked with the wealthiest people in music. He's seen the bonuses. He's seen the behavior. He's watched billionaires guard their money jealously.
What he saw with Taylor was different.
The biggest tour in history grossed $2 billion. The artist behind it became a billionaire from her own songwriting. And then she signed her name onto hundreds of envelopes by hand and sent enough money back to the people who built her dream that they cried opening their letters.
That isn't strategy. That isn't a publicity stunt.
That's what happens when someone, somewhere along the way, remembered what matters.
Hussey switches things up with breakfast smashburgers on everything bagels, stacking sausage, eggs, melty cheese and a spicy cream cheese sauce. This is breakfast done big and made to share. https://t.co/lcrVkOPJWp
Pineapple belongs on more than pizza.
One bite of smoked pineapple chicken and you’ll wonder why nobody talks about it more.
Sweet. Smoky. Juicy.
Straight to Flavortown.
CJ brought big flavor and even bigger energy to the griddle with this loaded miso chicken and rice bowl inspired by Tanya Williams. 🔥
https://t.co/fU3Q8AmZ5p
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There were massive international protests over George Floyd and those police involved were severely punished with long prison sentences, yet the police responsible here did not even lose their jobs!
An incredibly unjust double-standard!