Canada’s PM Mark Carney unfolds his plan to move away from Starlink to Canadian firm Telestat. Elon Musk has over 11,000 satellites in orbit while Telestat has 15 outdated ones.
Good luck with this one Canada.
ایس پی انڈسٹریل ایریا زون ڈاکٹر ایاز حسین نے کھلی کچہری کا انعقاد کیا۔
کھلی کچہری میں شہریوں کی شکایات اور مسائل سنے۔ ایس پی ڈاکٹر ایاز حسین نے متعلقہ افسران کو شہریوں کے مسائل کے فوری ازالے اور میرٹ پر قانونی کارروائی یقینی بنانے کے احکام��ت جاری کیے۔
#WeRIslamabadPolice #OPS
”آئی، آئی، پی ٹی آئی!“
سیالکوٹ بھی اپنے کپتان عمران خان کے وزیرِاعلیٰ کے شاندار استقبال کیلئے سڑکوں پر نکل آیا۔ ملک کے کونے کونے سے اُمڈتا یہ جوش و جذبہ حقیقی آزادی کی اس جدوجہد کی فتح کی نوید دے رہا ہے۔
#مزاحمت_ہی_خان_کی_رہائی
آئی جی اسلام آباد سید علی ناصر رضوی کی سینئر پولیس افسران سے اہم میٹنگ میں اسلام آباد پولیس کے "لیگل، انتظامی، آپریشنل، تفتیشی، لاجسٹکس اور قانونی امور" کا تفصیلی جائزہ لیا گیا۔ پول��س افسران نے اپنے متعلقہ شعبہ جات کی کارکردگی، جاری اقدامات اور درپیش امور سے آئی جی اسلام آباد کو آگاہ کیا۔
آئی جی اسلام آباد نے افسران کو پیشہ ورانہ ذمہ داریوں کو مزید بہتر انداز میں ادا کرنے، دستیاب وسائل کے مؤثر استعمال اور "عوام دوست پولیسنگ کے فروغ" کے لیے عملی اقدامات یقینی بنانے کی ہدایت کی۔
#WeRIslamabadPolice #IslamabadPolice
This is @aakashibhatt & @shantanubhatt95,
8 years - 2,923 days of our father, Mr. Sanjiv Bhatt's unjust incarceration.
Today, 5th September, marks 8 years since this regime came into our home and took our father from us, tearing our family apart under the guise of trumped up charges manufactured to silence his voice of truth. Eight years is an extraordinary amount of time to measure the life of a family, but there are moments when time becomes a strange and almost meaningless measure: the calendar insists that eight years have passed; however, our hearts and souls remain rooted in that September morning when our world was turned upside down and torn apart.
When I look back at these past years, I often think about what our father chose to stand for, and the principles that have given meaning to everything that followed. From him, we learned that there are moments when an individual has to decide whether the safety of silence is worth the price of surrendering one’s conscience. From him we realised what it truly meant to stand in the path of power, when power had decided that it would rather not be questioned. Our father knew that the battle before him was profoundly unequal, uphill and lonesome; that institutions capable of protecting a society, when captured by power and stripped of their independence, become deadly instruments capable of destroying it. He was aware of the consequences of refusing to bend to the whims of this totalitarian regime and yet, he did, and still continues to fight against it with all his might!
That is who Sanjiv Bhatt is …
Not simply a name that appears in newspapers, nor the IPS officer who has become a symbol of something much larger, but our father, a man who possess the extraordinary strength and resilience to keep fighting a battle he knew would cost him everything, because he believed that some principles are more important than the preservation of one's own comfort, career or freedom.
His sacrifices were never made for himself. He fought for people who had suffered hate and violence for the political ambition of one man. He raised his voice when remaining silent would have been infinitely easier. He placed his career, his reputation, his freedom and, ultimately, years of his life on the line because he believed that those who wield enormous power must also be held to an enormous standard of accountability.
And for that, years of his life, his freedom have been cruelly ripped away from him.
But there is something the passage of these eight years has made increasingly clear to me: the greatest victory of repression is not breaking the person it targets, but convincing everyone watching that there is nothing they can do!
Because democracy does not disappear in a single dramatic moment. Its foundations are eroded far more quietly when institutions that were created to restrain power begin serving it; when the judiciary, which should be the last refuge of the powerless, fails to protect them; when due process becomes something that can be manipulated; when truth becomes inconvenient and therefore dangerous; and, perhaps most dangerous of all, when ordinary citizens decide that it is safer to look away, instead of raising their voices in the face of atrocities! That is how the pillars of a democracy begin to crumble. Not because people do not know what is happening, but because remaining wilfully oblivious is far “safer”.
For eight long years, we have watched this unfold around our father. We have watched the extraordinary machinery of power descend upon one man, and we have watched institutions that were supposed to stand between the citizen and the State fail, again and again, to live up to the promise for which they exist.
And still, our father continues to fight …
That, more than anything else, is the measure of his courage, his legacy!
Because courage is not measured by how loudly someone speaks when the world is listening, it is measured by what they are prepared to endure when the world has stopped listening!
Our father has and continues to endure …
He has endured the loss of his freedom, the destruction of his career, the years stolen from his family and the extraordinary weight of a system determined to break him.
Yet somehow, after eight years, the thing this regime has been unable to imprison is the very thing that made him dangerous to them to begin with … his refusal to surrender his conscience!
And perhaps that is why his fight matters now more than ever. For years, too many people learnt to lower their voices before they had even spoken. Questions were replaced by silent acceptance; outrage by apathy; courage by cowardice. An entire generation watched examples being made of exemplary individuals who dared to stand up against this regime and slowly began to believe that the safest way to survive was perhaps to remain silent …But silence comes with a terrible price!
A country cannot remain free when its people are afraid to question power. Institutions cannot remain independent when citizens stop demanding accountability. And justice cannot prevail when the judiciary ceases to be a shield for the people and becomes a weapon against those who dare to dissent. Democracy can survive only when ordinary people are willing to defend its most fundamental promise, that no power is above accountability, and no citizen should have to surrender their freedom, dignity or voice to remain safe.
And yet, perhaps that willingness to speak truth to power is beginning to return. Across the country, once again, people are raising their voices to question. They are beginning to look beyond the empty noise, beyond the propaganda, beyond the carefully constructed narratives that ask them to blindly accept rather than use their agency to examine. A generation that was taught to keep its head down is slowly beginning to lift it with courage and defiance!
Perhaps that is how the endless night finally begins to give way to a new dawn, not through one spectacular event, but through millions of ordinary people deciding, each in their own way, that they will no longer surrender their capacity to question!
And if there is one thing I have learnt from watching our father through all these years, it is that courage is contagious!
One person standing up against an entire regime can look insignificant. One voice can appear almost absurdly small against the mammoth machinery of power. But history has a way of remembering those who refused to bend, and of showing how one person’s courage can awaken the courage of millions!
Our father knew exactly what he was risking, and still chose courage over self-preservation, truth over silence, and conscience over fear. He did not stand up against this regime because he believed he was invincible; he stood because he believed some things were worth fighting for, whatever the cost!
Today, doesn’t just mark 2,923 days of separation, it marks 8 years of our relentless fight for justice …
I hope that everyone who reads this today will once again remember Sanjiv Bhatt ...
Remember the courage it took to confront power when doing so came at an unimaginable personal and professional cost …
Remember what happens when institutions created to protect citizens are weaponised against them …
Remember that the independence of the judiciary, the integrity of institutions and the rule of law are not abstract constitutional phrases; they are the barriers that stand between an ordinary citizen and the unchecked power of the State.
And remember that those barriers remain standing only for as long as we have the courage to defend them!
Eight years have passed since they tried to silence our father’s voice of truth.
Eight years since they stole his freedom, but failed to shake his courage.
Eight years since they tried to bury his resolve, but could not break his indomitable spirit
Eight years in which we have been reminded, again and again, that justice delayed is not merely time lost, it is a test of whether a society still possesses the courage to demand justice at all!
Our father dedicated his life fighting to protect the very secular, democratic fabric of our society, our nation. The least we can do is to refuse to let his voice stand alone!
We must stand together and raise our voices… not only for our father Mr Sanjiv Bhatt, but also for all those who have sacrificed everything to protect the rights, freedoms and values that belong to every citizen of our country.
Eight years on, our father is still standing strong, with his head held high, his conscience intact, and his resolve unbroken!
He refuses to bend, to be silenced, or surrender …And neither will we!
Our fight for justice continues!
We may be bloodied, battered and bruised ... but we remain unbroken, unbent, unbowed!
#justiceforsanjivbhatt #FreeSanjivBhatt #EnoughIsEnough
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We have nearly 161,000 miles of highways thanks to President Eisenhower and another 140,000 miles of railroad tracks as part of the national freight network.
Why not make extra use of the land – which has already gone through permitting – as corridors for energy, fiber, other technologies of the future?
Introducing AMERICA’S GREAT CORRIDORS OF COMMERCE
It’s just COMMON SENSE 🇺🇸🔥
INCREDIBLE: 56-year-old grandmother Vickie Williams-Tillman jumped onto a violent attacker's back to save a police officer's life.
In Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Vickie was running morning errands when she saw a police officer in a heated argument with a suspect on the side of the road. Before the officer could react, the suspect tackled him, grabbed his heavy flashlight, and began violently bashing the officer over the head while trying to pull his service weapon from its holster.
While other cars drove right past, Vickie pulled onto the grass, leaped out of her car, and jumped straight onto the violent attacker's back. She locked her arms around him, pulling his hands off the officer's gun and holding him off until backup sirens began blaring down the street.
Police Chief Carl Dabadie credited Vickie with saving the officer's life on the spot, awarding her the department's highest civilian honor.
This photo of three small Irish children, sleeping in the back of a car, has gone viral.
One of them had to get up and go to school the next day. Their Irish parents had literally nowhere else to go.
Meanwhile, thousands (and I mean thousands) of blacks, Muslims, Asian migrants flood our shores every month and get accommodated immediately.
It’s utterly despicable and infuriating.
Please share this image to show what’s really happening in Ireland 🇮🇪
the mind behind imagenet, @drfeifei, and her lab @theworldlabs just dropped atlas — a world model that turns plain video into pixel-perfect 3D space.
most people see a new filmmaking tool.
i run a NYSE-listed insurance & healthcare platform. i see a 100-year-old workflow on a countdown clock ↓
→ claims: assessed without an adjuster on-site
→ underwriting: priced from a walkthrough video
→ telehealth: beyond the flat video call
→ evidence: “show what happened” → “simulate it”
insurance has priced risk on paperwork and photos for a century.
world models turn reality itself into data.
pixels in. premiums out.
the camera just became the most important sensor in my industry — and most of the industry hasn’t noticed yet.
my bet → insurance is the first industry world models quietly rewrite.
what’s yours?
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There are numerous revelations today that are beyond shocking about this judge and the huge corruption scandal engulfing him that make this prophecy closer than ever to becoming a reality:
In 1988 Dolly Parton pulled every 7th and 8th grader in Sevier County into a room and told them to pick a buddy.
She made them sign a contract.. if BOTH graduate, she hands you both $500. One fails, nobody gets paid.
The county dropout rate went from 35% to 6%.
She handed out the checks herself.
In 1989 she offered $500 to every kid in the county who wanted to go to the local college.
When Gatlinburg burned in 2016, she sent 900 families $1,000 a month for six months.
You've probably heard that part.
Here's the part you haven't:
The fund raised more than expected, so she showed up in May and handed every one of those families another $5,000 on top.
Then she quietly put $3 million into the recovery group that handles the years after the news trucks leave.
She built her county an entire hospital.
She played a benefit concert in 2007, Dollywood and the Stampede matched it, and LeConte Medical Center opened in 2010 with a birthing unit and a women's center in it.
In 2022 she started covering 100% of tuition, books, and fees for Dollywood employees.
Full-time, part-time, AND seasonal.
In 1991 she paid for a bald eagle sanctuary because the birds couldn't be released back into the wild, no press release.
And when Hurricane Helene came through here in Western North Carolina, she wrote a personal check for $1 million and her companies matched it.
She didn't owe North Carolina anything, but she helped us anyway.
She started the Imagination Library because her daddy couldn't read or write. Before he passed, he told her it was the most important thing she ever did.
Rest in Peace, Dolly 🇺🇸