Happy Veterans Day!!!
I LOVE every man and woman that raised their hand, took the oath to protect our Constitution, put on a uniform, and served this nation. God bless America and every veteran.
I hope every Gen Z and GEN Alpha listens to @calleymeans and @joerogan podcast.
I want every high schooler in the U.S. to listen to this podcast.
I wish every voter would listen to this podcast.
This one hit hard this morning….
“We spend the majority of our life, looking for recognition and validation from a world that crucified a perfect man.”
I hope the world is paying attention to the riots in France. There are no French flags being flown at these protests. This is the consequence of mass immigration.
The deaths of Cora, Dawson, and Callan were an act of unspeakable cruelty, and no amount of public sympathy, pink clothing, or commentary about postpartum struggle can launder that fact. You can acknowledge that stay-at-home mothers face crushing isolation, sleep deprivation, and mental health crises without treating the strangling of three children as something that deserves a fan club. Those two truths are not mutually exclusive. What is exclusive is pretending that “she was suffering” cancels the moral reality of what was done to those kids. Anyone who has publicly sided with Lindsay Clancy as if she is the primary victim in this story has chosen to look away from three small bodies in a basement. Mental illness can explain a collapse. It does not make the killing of children anything other than evil, and it does not entitle anyone to applause for standing with the person who did it.
For the next 12 days, I’m going to tell the story of Benghazi.
Not just what happened during those 13 hours on September 11 and 12, 2012.
I’m going back before that night.
Back to the warnings, back to the attacks that had already happened.
Back to what was going on in Benghazi months before 4 Americans were killed.
Some of what I’m going to share is already documented in congressional investigations and government records.
Some of it comes from people who have spent years digging into what happened afterward.
And some of it I know for one simple reason.
I was there.
I was serving on the CIA’s GRS Annex Security Team in Benghazi in 2012.
I was there while the security situation was getting worse.
I was there when the U.S. compound was attacked months before September 11.
I was there while Benghazi was becoming more dangerous and the warning signs kept piling up.
And on September 11, 2012, I was there when all of it came crashing down.
This isn’t about reopening some old political argument.
It’s about telling the story in the order it actually happened and remembering the 4 Americans who never came home because of OUR failed government and policies.
Ambassador Chris Stevens
Sean Smith
Tyrone “Rone” Woods
Glen “Bub” Doherty
Tomorrow I’m starting at the beginning.
September 1.
Day 1 of 12.
12 Days of Benghazi.
#12DaysOfBenghazi #Benghazi #13Hours #NeverForget #HonorTheFallen
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I grew up with some pretty amazing male role models. My grandpa coming from the Greatest Generation. My incredible uncles that served during Vietnam and loved me fiercely. My dad dedicated his life to protecting and serving the community. My big brother who I’ve seen lose years of his life and now more gray hairs than we can count doing the same thing as our dad. I want my son to be a man who will stand his ground, protect the vulnerable, and treat ordinary life as morally serious. Outside of my family, I was surrounded by more amazing men. But as I look back, I think about all the other men that shaped my life and compare it to whom young men today have to look up to. William Wallace, George Washington, Teddy Roosevelt, John Wayne, countless characters. We need men that are courageous, honest, loyal, and have a willingness to suffer for a people or a principle; Atticus Finch does the same in a quieter key, defending a man the crowd wants condemned. Steve Irwin and Luke Nichols of Outdoor Boys turn that same energy toward wonder, family, and the living world. Mr. Rogers embodies all of these in his own way. The list goes on and on. But they all have something in common… Jesus Christ! He pushes it further into patient kindness, dignity for children, outcasts, you, me, and love that does not need an audience. The resemblance is not that they were all saints or the same kind of man; it is that each, in story or in fact, is remembered as choosing duty, family, truth-telling, or mercy over cynicism and ease.