Rene Ryan

Grateful Christian and proud American. I’m a married WOMAN and MOTHER, not a “birthing person”! Only menstruating women can give birth, period. Pun intended.

[Miranda Devine @mirandadevine]

Wow. I've rarely heard a speech as reassuring and important. At last.

[Libs of TikTok @libsoftiktok]

Former FBI official Nikki Floris: “I’m basically running a shadow government across the FBI at this point”

You will never guess what she’s up to now…

Director of Insider Risk at @Microsoft

Microsoft let engineers based in CHINA access the Pentagon's sensitive military systems.

Biden's Deputy AG who ran the Trump witch hunts is now also a senior official at Microsoft

Microsoft is ROTTEN

[Libs of TikTok @libsoftiktok]

WTF. Mother of a student at @MarvinRidgeHSNC in North Carolina, says her son's senior year American Flag parking spot design was reportedly DENIED by the school because it "might offend someone."

This student, who is enlisting in the military, can't have an AMERICAN FLAG parking spot at an AMERICAN PUBLIC SCHOOL.

Wtf is going on @MarvinRidgeHSNC?!

[Rene Ryan @ReneRyan17]

@keenelandracing @FreddyLA7 Keeneland is the most beautiful horse track in the country! I just wish it were open for more horse races than April and October!

[Rene Ryan @ReneRyan17]

@FreddyLA7 In Lexington, the Horse Capital of the World, there you’ll see beautiful horse farms, for purebred horses that hope to race in the KY Derby. You’ll learn about “stud farms”. Lexington is a charming small city.

[Rene Ryan @ReneRyan17]

@FreddyLA7 Oh, and there’s also the Bourbon Trail, a popular destination for bachelor parties.

[Rene Ryan @ReneRyan17]

@FreddyLA7 Bowling Green, KY is just one hour north of Nashville where the Corvette Museum is, worth the trip! All Corvettes are made in Bowling Green. There is also Mammoth Cave which is really something to behold. I have family there, it’s a nice big town/small city. People are friendly!

[Matt Van Swol @mattvanswol]

A 92-year-old North Carolina man got so bored 2 months into retirement that he applied to work at Chick-fil-A...

...his smile, kindness, and passion for Jesus became so contagious that when he got sick and missed 3 days of work, an ENTIRE TOWN began asking where he was.

His name is Gilbert Martin.

Everybody calls him "Mr. Gil."

Mr. Gil is 92 years old, and works at the Chick-fil-A on Oleander Drive in Wilmington, NC.

He spent decades working in the natural gas industry and when he retired, he greeted people at Sam's Club for 12 MORE years, until they eliminated his position.

Most people would call that a sign to finally rest, but not Mr. Gil!

Two months into retirement, he got bored... so he walked into Chick-fil-A and put in an application.

He was 86 years old at the time.

He's been there ever since.

Not one or two shifts a week either. Monday through Friday.

He says the full schedule gives him more chances to be there for people who need him.

His official job is dining host.
Clean tables.
Clean floors.

But Mr Gil doesn't see it that way... as he describes it, his real job is:

"I get a lot of people that are coming in, just been to the doctor, and got bad news... I'm able to be an encourager; the Lord gave me that."

A 92-year-old man who could be resting at home... chooses to stand in a dining room five days a week... so strangers on the worst day of their lives don't have to be alone.

And Wilmington noticed.

When Mr. Gil caught a cold and missed a couple of days, the owner said he was FLOODED with HUNDREDS of customers who were panicked about him.

Mr. Gil has zero plans to retire.

He says if you ever see him working, come say hi.

"I don't know what 92 is supposed to feel like, but I feel great. Serving others has always brought me joy because I believe that a smile and a kind word can make someone's day a little brighter.”

We need more of this in the world!!!!

[John Solomon @jsolomonReports]

To @CNN, you have a short memory. In 2024 you credibly covered that China hacked Great Britain’s voter files. Those files are public like the US. Why was it news then but now disinformation when Trump reveals it happened to Americans? https://t.co/7DBIjgn6fN

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

In America they told me the football game starts at 1 PM.

I arrived at 1 PM.
I was five hours late.
The parking lot was already a city.

A man had built a living room beside his truck. Not metaphorically. He had a couch. A television. A chandelier powered by a generator the size of a small horse.

He was grilling enough meat to feed a village, and when I walked past he said, "You hungry?"

I said I had not been invited.

He looked at me the way you look at someone who has apologized for breathing.

"Brother," he said. "You're here. That's the invitation."

He handed me a plate. It was not a small plate. The brisket hung over the edges like a man sleeping in a bed he has outgrown.

I ate it standing beside a stranger's couch in a parking lot in October, and it was among the finest meals of my life.

A woman across the row had a tent, a smoker, a speaker system, and a flag so large it could have sheltered a family of five beneath it.

She had been here since 6 AM.

The game had not started.

The game, I began to realize, was not the point.

I asked the man what time he would go inside the stadium.

He said, "Depends."

I asked on what.

He said, "On whether the ribs are done."

I want to be clear. He had a ticket. He had driven four hours. He had assembled a small civilization from the back of a pickup truck.

And he was considering not going to the game.

Because the ribs were not ready.

In Japan we tailgate nothing. We do not build living rooms in parking lots. We do not grill for strangers.

We sit quietly on trains and think about whether we remembered to bow at the right angle.

I have since attended eleven tailgates.

I have never once cared who won the game.

Nobody has.

The game is inside the stadium.

America is in the parking lot.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

In Oklahoma the tornado siren went off.

I knew exactly what to do. I am Japanese. We drill for disasters the way other nations drill for war.

I had a helmet. I had a flashlight. I had a whistle, a radio, three days of water, and a laminated evacuation map I made myself.

I got under the table.

Then I heard laughter. Outside.

I looked through the window.

My entire street was on their porches.

Lawn chairs. Coolers. A man was grilling.

I want to be very clear. The sky was green. The sirens were singing the song of the end of the world. And Dale from next door was flipping burgers and watching the horizon like it was a football game.

He saw me in the window, in my helmet, and waved me over.

I asked him, should we not take shelter.

He looked at the sky for a long moment, the way my grandfather looked at the sea.

He said, "It's still two counties over."

Two counties. He measured the apocalypse in counties. Casually. The way you say the pizza is ten minutes away.

Then he handed me a lemonade and explained the system.

The siren does not mean hide. The siren means come outside and check.

You go inside when the weatherman takes off his jacket.

You go to the shelter when he rolls up his sleeves.

I thought he was joking. He was not joking. In Oklahoma the weatherman is not a man on television. He is a prophet. Families have trusted the same one for thirty years. Children stay calm in storms because his voice is calm.

Japan built satellites to watch the sky. Oklahoma watches one man's sleeves.

Both systems work.

Then the sky turned a green I have never seen, and the birds went silent, and every person on every porch stood up at the same time, without a word, like a church rising for a hymn.

The weatherman rolled up his sleeves.

Dale turned off the grill, picked up his chair, and said, "Alright, come on."

His whole family, and me, went down into the shelter under his garage. His wife had snacks ready. His daughter asked me about my helmet. We waited out the storm the way you wait out rain at a bus stop.

It passed north of us.

We came up. The porches refilled. Dale turned the grill back on.

I asked him if he is ever afraid.

He said, "Sure. That's why we watch."

I have lived in Japan for forty years and I have never once watched.

We prepare for nature. We hide from it, respectfully, behind walls our grandfathers spent lifetimes building.

In Oklahoma they sit on the porch and greet it by name.

I understand now. This is not recklessness.

It is a very old kind of courage. The kind where fear and dinner happen at the same time.

The burgers were excellent.

[C3 @C_3C_3]

OMG! Can you believe members of the Media were paid by China to push anti-Trump propaganda?

Trump Supporters:

[Libs of TikTok @libsoftiktok]

China paid the media to instigate the BLM riots holy crap

[Overton @overton_news]

“It’s espionage.”

Catherine Herridge reveals a terrifying possibility: China may have the ability to build a digital dossier on MILLIONS of Americans.

Herridge warns that China’s collection of data goes far beyond voter rolls...and the scariest part is what that information could be used for.

HERRIDGE: “China is one of the biggest collectors of data on the planet.”

“So if you take that 220 million voter rolls and you combine it with something called the SF-86, those are the security clearance applications that were compromised back in 2015, 22 million files.”

“And then you combine it with all the health information that’s been hacked…”

“You can really build this kind of digital composite of an individual and you can use that for, you know, voter registration fraud, you can use that for identity theft.”

“And significantly, you can also use it to recruit American citizens to your efforts.”

“So it’s not just about the collection of the data around the vote…”

PAVLICH: “It’s espionage.”

HERRIDGE: “Exactly.”

@KatiePavlich @C__Herridge

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

In America I bought a used Jeep to cross the country.

I came out of a grocery store and found a small rubber duck on my windshield.

In Japan, an unexplained object on your car is a message. Your parking is wrong. Your lights were left on. Someone wishes to discuss something.

I prepared for negotiation.

The duck had googly eyes.

Under it was a small note. It said, "Nice Jeep!"

That was all. No name. No demand. No explanation.

I stood in the parking lot, holding the duck, looking for the person responsible.

There was no person.

There is never a person. That is the rule.

I have since learned the rules, because I asked a man at a gas station, and he explained them like they were normal.

If you see a Jeep you like, you put a duck on it.

That is the entire system.

No registry. No points. No reward. Strangers buy bags of small ducks with their own money, and drive around, and give them to cars they will never see again.

Also, when two Jeeps pass each other, the drivers lift two fingers off the wheel.

The first time it happened to me, I did not understand, and I waved with my entire arm, like a man seeing off a ship.

He honked kindly.

I have been practicing the two fingers since. It is harder than it looks. It must say "I see you" and also "this is nothing" at the same time.

In Japan we have a word for gifts: giri. A gift creates a debt. The debt must be repaid. This is courtesy, and it is also arithmetic.

The duck creates nothing. The duck asks for nothing.

I could not accept this.

So yesterday I bought a bag of twelve ducks.

I found a Jeep outside a hardware store. Older than mine. Well used. Loved.

I placed one duck on the windshield, and my hand was shaking, like my first calligraphy in front of a teacher.

I did not leave a note. My English is not good enough for what I wanted to say.

The duck says it.

My duck sits on my dashboard now. People here call that a duck pond. Some Jeeps carry thirty ducks. Forty. Displayed like medals.

They are not medals.

They are proof that strangers saw you, and it cost them a dollar, and they did it anyway.

Americans have more love than they know what to do with.

So they leave it on windshields.

Mine guards the dashboard now.

Eleven ducks to go.

[🇺🇸 Mike Davis 🇺🇸 @mrddmia]

Tonight is one of those nights we must thank @elonmusk for saving and restoring free speech for everyone.

The major media outlets are doing everything they can to hide the truth.

[Clandestine @WarClandestine]

“C’mon man, 2020 was 6 years ago, just let it go.”

How about no.

You traitorous scum waged war against We the People, and there is no crevice that will shield you from the wrath that is coming for you.

We didn’t start the war, but we sure as hell are going to finish it.

[Clandestine @WarClandestine]

So the major MSM outlets don’t want to show Trump’s address tonight huh?

EXCELLENT 😈

The message will spread regardless, and they have done nothing but confirm their complicity in their treason against We the People.

They are merely justifying what we must do to them later.

[AwakenedOutlaw⚒️ @AwakenedOutlaw]

RE: The Big 3 networks (ABC, NBC, and CBS) not covering Trump's White House speech tonight.

When it comes out, and it's absolutely going to come out, that all three of them were absolutely complicit in knowingly helping to provide cover for the stolen election, their decision not to carry his speech tonight will make all the sense in the world.