Mayor of Charlotte, NC asks
that we not post about this lady murdered
on a Charlotte train by a repeat offender
with 14 prior arrests
I say in Iryna’s memory please share
nd make this go viral!
We will never forgot her ever
She was 86 when she auditioned for Titanic. At 87, she walked the Oscar red carpet. She lived to be exactly 100 years old. It's never too late.
In 1996, director James Cameron was casting *Titanic*, the most expensive film ever made. Kate Winslet had already been chosen as the young Rose. But Cameron still needed someone to play Rose eighty-four years later—a woman whose face could carry a lifetime of love, loss, and memory.
He found Gloria Stuart.
She was 86 years old.
Most of Hollywood had forgotten her name. Back in the 1930s, Gloria had been a successful actress at Universal Pictures, appearing in films like *The Invisible Man* and *The Old Dark House*. But she had stepped away from acting decades earlier to become a painter, sculptor, and printmaker.
Then the phone rang.
James Cameron offered her the audition.
Gloria read the script and immediately understood the character. Old Rose wasn't simply telling a story. She was remembering an entire lifetime.
"I can do this," she believed.
And she did.
Her performance became the emotional heart of *Titanic*. While audiences remembered the romance between Jack and Rose, it was Gloria who held the story together. Her quiet voice, gentle smile, and expressive eyes made eighty-four years of memories feel real.
When she whispered, "It's been 84 years," audiences believed every word.
Gloria had lived through two World Wars, the Great Depression, the rise of Hollywood, and the fall of the old studio system. She brought a lifetime of experience into every scene.
In December 1997, *Titanic* became a worldwide phenomenon.
The following year, at 87 years old, Gloria Stuart received an Academy Award nomination for Best Supporting Actress.
She became the oldest performer ever nominated in that category.
She didn't win the Oscar.
But she won something even greater.
After more than sixty years away from the spotlight, the world remembered her again.
Gloria often said it was never too late to create, to learn, or to begin again. She never regretted leaving Hollywood because her years as an artist gave her a richer understanding of life—and that wisdom found its way into Old Rose.
She lived until 2010.
Exactly 100 years.
Her final decade became the most celebrated chapter of her career.
Gloria Stuart proved that success doesn't always arrive when you're young. Sometimes the role you're remembered for comes after an entire lifetime of living.
She was 86 when she auditioned for *Titanic*.
At 87, she walked the Oscar red carpet.
At 100, she left behind a performance that generations will continue to discover.
It's never too late.
I’m in tears. President Trump just said “with God all things are possible”. Jesus Christ is absolutely King
“We officially rededicated America as One Nation Under GOD”
AMEN 🙏
Saw this on FB: 🔥 🔥
On day 1 of my high school history class, our teacher got up and said:
“You are 15 or 16 years old. 200 years ago, people your age were married, planted crops, had children and built a cabin before winter.
You can do your homework. The bar is set embarrassingly low. You are not dealing with regional famine or plague. You do not have to save your family from marauders or go into battle to destroy your enemies.
You just have to sit down and learn from someone who cares about you in a safe air-conditioned room.
You have no excuses.”
This is the kind of teachers we need.
Almost Five years ago I was a healthy, very active man in the prime of my life.
An artist by heart and soul who had traveled to over 100 countries, maintained peak health and fitness, and ran or hiked miles in nature almost every day. Simple, full, and free.
Then on July 21, 2021, I received the Moderna COVID vaccine.
I felt it the moment it entered my body.
Within days a cytokine storm triggered a rare neuromuscular disease and multi-system damage. I went from the ICU to six brutal weeks in hospital, and nothing has been the same since.
Today I am mostly bedridden, confined to my bedroom. I cannot work. I cannot drive. I cannot grocery shop. I can barely walk more than short distances on my best days. I have not left my house further than a quarter mile in years.
Every single day I endure ischemic stroke-like episodes, a partially paralyzed diaphragm that makes breathing a struggle, severe neuropathic pain, esophagus and larynx spasms, severe swallowing issues that make eating difficult, severe trigeminal and occipital neuralgia, crushing fatigue, dysphagia that turns eating into an hour-long ordeal, neuro degeneration and neuromuscular disease diagnosed as ALS unspecified, and waves of symptoms that force me to be bedridden.
Doctors mostly dismissed me as psychosomatic, anxious, or worse. One diagnosis I had to sue to have removed from my record. I spent over $60,000 chasing every treatment the injured community has tried. Nothing gave lasting relief. I became my own doctor , turning to sunlight, grounding, circadian alignment, nature, and my faith in God, which is what carries me when the body wants to quit.
For three years I have spoken out , documenting my journey, writing on X and Substack, calling for acknowledgment, proper diagnostic codes, real care, and accountability for what was done to us. I stand with every vaccine-injured person who has been denied, dismissed, and abandoned.
Yet suddenly the story has gone silent.
People are no longer talking about the people who became severely disabled after one shot. Support has dwindled. The institutions that told us it was safe have offered no honest accounting. No real acknowledgment. No justice.
The reality is that we did not recover when the headlines ended.
We are still here. I am still here.
Still mostly bedridden.
2026 has been brutal.
Still fighting every single day.
Still waiting for the truth to be told.
Please share this. Not for sympathy, but because thousands of vaccine-injured people deserve to know they have not been forgotten.
My time here in X soon comes to an end and halt, yet I am grateful to have met such wonderful people and the support I have received . I know there is not much you can do for us, but I am very grateful for all the absolutely amazing and wonderful prayers and words I have received. Thank you from my heart.
Prayers is what this worlds needs more than ever.
Please don’t stop believing and dreaming of a better world.
God is not finished with us yet.
May God Bless you and peace be with you.
🚨Esta historia es de terror. Los medios lo han ocultado todo. Ocurrió ayer en Almería (España). Joven ilegal de 21 años entra en una autocaravana con una navaja. Se desnuda. Agrede sexualmente a una chica alemana de que estaba descansando dentro. La golpea brutalmente dejándole la cara desfigurada.
La encontraron gravemente herida y la trasladaron al Hospital Materno Infantil de Almería, activando el protocolo de agresiones sexuales.
La Policía localizó al sospechoso, escondido. Al verse acorralado, corrió hacia el mar y se adentró 100 metros pese al fuerte oleaje y viento.
Empezó a hundirse y a dar síntomas de ahogamiento.
Cinco agentes se lanzaron al agua revuelta para rescatarlo. Lo sacaron con dificultad (el agresor apenas colaboraba) y lo estabilizaron en la arena.
Los cinco policías necesitaron asistencia médica por lesiones durante el rescate.
Solo un periodico local lo ha registrado, porque en España está prohibido informar sobre cualquier cosa que rompa la narrativa pro inmigración masiva del gobierno socialista. Esta son las consecuencias. Que todo el mundo lo sepa.
In 2008, a Texas high school football coach made an unusual request to his fans.
Instead of cheering only for their own team, Coach Kris Hogan of Grapevine Faith Christian School asked half of the crowd to support the opposing players from Gainesville State School, a maximum-security juvenile correctional facility whose team rarely had anyone in the stands for them.
When the boys from Gainesville ran onto the field, they found hundreds of strangers waving signs with their names and cheering every play.
Some players fought back tears, saying they had never experienced that kind of encouragement before. Grapevine Faith won 33–14 that night, but many who were there remember the game for something far more important: a reminder that sometimes the most meaningful victory is making sure someone who feels forgotten knows they are still worthy of being seen, supported, and celebrated.
"There's no way 250,000 girls were raped in the UK. That number must be exaggerated."
Okay, let's pretend it's exaggerated, just for the sake of argument.
How many children need to be raped for you to be upset about it?
Yesterday was my final day as Director of National Intelligence. I declassified and released never-before-seen documents exposing the truth about Fauci directing millions of US taxpayer dollars to fund dangerous gain-of-function research at the Wuhan lab, worked with the Intelligence Community to suppress the truth about his actions and hide the virus’ lab-leak origins, and lied to Congress while under oath in 2024. It’s time you know the truth. Go to https://t.co/tVwWp0TxZ4 to see for yourself.
Peter Lammer is a chef in a restaurant in Germany. He suffered a motorcycle accident and, after rehabilitation, doctors advised him to retire. Together with his friends, he created this effective mobile seat.
🚨 WOW! Team USA stops to PRAY after their 2-0 victory over Australia in the World Cup
America is a Christian nation! 🙏🏻
These patriots are making their country proud on their home turf! 🇺🇸
🚨 REP. Harriet Hageman just NAILED IT.
“Cisgender is a MADE-UP word. It means NOTHING. Do NOT call me cisgender. I am a woman.”
“All you need to determine s*x is a cheek swab. XX or XY. Boy or girl. IT’S THAT SIMPLE.”
A heartwarming act of kindness that changed a life! This sweet stray dog was waiting outside a pet store when a compassionate employee brought him a warm meal. Watch his incredible transition as he’s invited inside to sleep in the coziest bed imaginable. The pure joy in his morning tail wag is everything!
In 1990, a tiny premature baby weighing just 2 pounds 6 ounces arrived at the neonatal intensive care unit of Lucile Packard Children's Hospital Stanford.
Born at only 29 weeks of pregnancy, he spent more than 40 days fighting for his life under the watchful care of dedicated nurses, including Vilma Wong, who lovingly helped look after him during his earliest and most fragile days.
Twenty-eight years later, in 2018, Wong met a new doctor who had joined the hospital's pediatric neurology team.
As they spoke, she learned that he had been born prematurely at the same hospital in 1990. Curious, she asked if his father had been a police officer. When he answered yes, both realized they shared a remarkable connection.
The young physician was Dr. Brandon Seminatore, the very same premature infant Wong had once cradled in her arms and helped nurse back to health nearly three decades earlier.
Brandon's parents still had a photograph taken in 1990 showing Wong holding their son, and they sent it to him, confirming the incredible reunion.
For Vilma Wong, seeing the tiny baby she once cared for return to the same hospital as a doctor dedicated to helping children was deeply moving.
For Dr. Seminatore, meeting the nurse who had been part of his fight for survival was a powerful reminder that the compassion shown in life's earliest moments can leave an impact that lasts a lifetime.
Their reunion stands as a touching testament to the enduring bonds formed in medicine and to the extraordinary full-circle journeys that can unfold over the years.
“The American people are some of the best people that I’ve ever had the privilege and honour to come into contact with throughout my entire life.
Never in my days have I met such hospitable people, such kind people, people that want to serve others without ever expecting anything back for themselves, and people that are genuinely very, very positive.”
Even with all the craziness that happens in this country, it’s really nice to hear this 🇺🇸🙏🏼