Wooden Wizard

I'm a free thinker; an informational detective, revealing news media hypocrisy by exposing their bias, through research and investigation.

[Gad Saad @GadSaad]

Happy 250th birthday to the greatest nation of all-time. My family is so proud and grateful to be moving to the US. May the next 250 years be even better than the first 250. 🇺🇸

[Critically Thinking & Drinking 🧐 🥃🧉🍸🍹🤪 @TheCriticalDri1]

Everything about this is superior to MLB 🧢⚾️

[The Babylon Bee @TheBabylonBee]

We Asked AI To Make Soccer Less Boring

[Wooden Wizard @Timothy50835184]

@PolitiBunny @leonard_per

[Gad Saad @GadSaad]

The only thing that stops violent men from raping you and your society are other men who are equally willing to be violent in stopping the rapists. The West has decided that the highest virtue is to quietly comply with the destruction of your civilization because to do otherwise is bigoted toward the rapists. It really is that simple.

[Nick shirley @nickshirleyy]

🚨The Minnesota fraud empire is falling:
Yesterday 15 fraudsters were charged and $90 million was busted. The MSM tried to cover for the fraudsters. @GovTimWalz called it "white supremacy" to expose it and @IlhanMN is completely SILENT.

Independent journalism defeated an entire fraud network upheld by billions of dollars with support from corrupt politicians who allowed this fraud and the MSM who failed to report it.

Major win for America and hardworking law-abiding taxpaying citizens. This is just the beginning.
Arrest them all.

[Steve Hilton @SteveHiltonx]

ELECTION COUNTDOWN: 11 DAYS TO GO

If you want to stop the mass exodus from California, you have to vote!

Vote for Change - Vote Steve Hilton! ☀️

[Lior 🪬 @ChaiLife613]

In Auschwitz, my mother taught me three rules.

Not stories. Not prayers. Rules. The kind that kept you alive.

Rule one: Never make eye contact with a guard.
Rule two: Never show that you are sick.
Rule three: Never, ever, lose your bowl.

I was five years old. I memorized them the way other children memorize nursery rhymes.

The bowl was a small tin thing. Dented. Scratched. It held whatever thin soup they gave us once a day. If you lost your bowl, you had no bowl. If you had no bowl, you had no ration. If you had no ration, you understand.

I guarded that bowl with everything I had. I slept with it. I held it against my chest during roll call. I knew where it was every second of every day.

Then one morning, I fell into the latrine.

There is no delicate way to say this. The latrines in Auschwitz were wooden boards with holes cut into them over a pit. The holes were large. I was very small. I was in a hurry. I slipped.

I went in up to my neck.

The smell. The cold. The rats. I do not need to describe it. Your mind already knows.

My mother tried to pull me out. She could not. I was slippery and she had no strength. None of us had strength. We had not eaten properly in months. She called out. Other women came. Together they pulled me free. Someone found a hose. They sprayed me down in the cold air while I stood there shaking.

I did not cry. Rule number one in Auschwitz was the same rule everywhere, do not attract attention.

But I got sick. Very sick. The kind of sick that comes from rats and filth and cold water and a body that has nothing left to fight with.

And I remembered Rule Two, never show that you are sick.

I hid it from everyone. From the guards. From the other children. Even from my mother, because I knew if she knew, she would do something. And doing something in Auschwitz got you killed.

But someone saw. I do not know who. I do not know why they helped me instead of reporting me. I never knew.

They took me to a room, a makeshift hospital. I lay in a bed, a real bed, not a wooden bunk, for the first time since we had arrived.

I do not remember much of what happened next. The fever blurred everything. Days passed like smoke.

When I came out, I still had my bowl.

I had held it even in the latrine. Even in the fever. Even in the dark when I did not know where I was or what day it was.

My mother looked at me when I came back. She looked at the bowl. She did not say anything. She just nodded, the way she nodded when something had gone the way it needed to go.

People ask me what survival looks like.

I tell them, sometimes it looks like a five year old girl climbing out of a latrine in a death camp, covered in filth, shaking with cold, still holding her tin bowl.

Because she knew that the bowl was the difference between eating and not eating. Between living and not.

Because her mother had told her. And she had listened.

I am Tova Friedman. I fell into a latrine in Auschwitz at five years old.

I came out still holding my bowl.

Tova.

#NeverForget #Survival #DaughterOfAuschwitz #ShesStillHere #TheirNamesLiveOn

[Steve Hilton @SteveHiltonx]

Gavin Newsom is telling Californians to boycott Chevron because they're "ripping you off."

Today:
- Chevron, L.A. County CA: $6.39
- Chevron, Jackson County MS: $3.99

It's not the oil companies ripping us off in California, it's Gavin Newsom and the Democrats. Vote for change!

[Wooden Wizard @Timothy50835184]

Just when you think the Democrats can't get any lower, Schiff removes all doubt.

[Senator Adam Schiff @SenAdamSchiff]

My thoughts go out to Tulsi Gabbard and her family, as her husband battles this serious health problem. I hope and pray that he makes a speedy and full recovery.

While the circumstances around her departure are deserving of our sympathy, let’s be clear: Tulsi Gabbard’s only positive contribution to our nation's national security is her resignation.

She politicized intelligence. She dismantled critical agencies keeping Americans safe. She weaponized the IC to pursue baseless election fraud claims. And more.

We must ensure that her tenure — marked by a devotion to the person of the president and not to the security of the country — represents a terrible exception at DNI and not the new normal.

[SONS OF LIBERTY -MAGA MOVEMENT !!! @eagameover]

Today I will not stay quiet. Because something unfair is happening with JD vance in Trump’s administration. And if I do not say it today — I will never have peace. JD Vance has given everything to this country. No shoes growing up. No father. No stability. Dropped out of school because there was no money. Joined the military. Came back. Finished his education. Went to Yale. Wrote a book that made America cry. And today he is Vice President of the United States. Standing beside Trump every single day. Traveling. Working. Sacrificing. While his wife sits at home 32 weeks pregnant — almost ready to give birth — waiting for a husband who chose America over everything. And Trump himself called him extraordinary. Called him a future President. And America just kept scrolling. We put Trump’s name everywhere. We pray for Trump. We appreciate Trump. And JD Vance — the man carrying half of this administration on his back — gets nothing. Not one thank you. Not one prayer. Not one moment of appreciation.

And today I refuse to let that continue. Tonight say one prayer for JD Vance. For the boy from Appalachia who gave America everything. And got silence in return. He deserves so much better from all of us. 🇺🇸 Has JD Vance ever moved something in your heart — and have you ever properly said thank you to him? Tell me honestly below. 🙏🇺🇸

#fblifestyle #JDVance #UshaVance #AmericaFirst

[Pat Stedman | Dating & Relationship Coach for Men @Pat_Stedman]

On January 6th I followed the crowd into the Capitol and shouted. Police stood by the whole time, hanging out with us and sometimes directing us places.

At one point near the House Chambers I was walking downstairs when a trio of some special section, secret service looking men started pointing guns in my direction.

Confused and annoyed, I walked the other way and when I saw a normal police officer asked him why they were doing that.

He informed me a protestor (Ashli Babbit) had been killed, and advised me to leave the building.

I walked towards the exit and after a short rest on the bench I left.

I harmed nobody and damaged no property that day and complied with all police orders.

What I received for that was a pre-dawn raid at my parents house, where my 1 month post-partum wife and I were staying, on Biden's first day in office. His DOJ had signed the order to arrest me 3 hours after his inauguration.

In the subsequent weeks I received death threats online and harassing phone calls, something that would be ongoing for the next few years.

I was banned from Meta and Paypal. My wife and I were both debanked by PNC and banned from Airbnb. My wife was detained at the airport for hours with our newborn daughter.

I was charged with 4 misdemeanors and the 1512 unconstitutional felony. The government offered to drop the misdemeanors if I pled to the felony. The felony was a lie, so I refused and went to trial.

At trial the prosecution for 2 days straight was allowed to show footage to the jury of things that occurred around the Capitol I wasn't present for "for context." When we asked to put forward footage that contradicted the prosecution's "context" we were not allowed. They could show what they wanted, we could not.

Police officers were then put on the stand for the next 2 days who cried about their experiences. I had no idea who they were. They admitted they never saw me or interacted with me.

Nevertheless like every other J6er, I lost, and was sentenced to 4 years and $22k in fines and restitution. Yet even after the Supreme Court overturned the felony, the judge would not let me out until my misdemeanor sentences of a year were maxed out. Because she can't count she actually kept me in longer - to the extent she intervened at the last minute to make the prison release me on a Sunday, something that is against BOP rules. My family sat outside the prison gates the Friday before practically the whole day waiting in vain because of this pettiness.

But the government wasn't satisfied with their pound of flesh: after my release they took me back in for resentencing, to attempt to have me resentenced after the fact to my misdemeanors consecutively, so I'd be taken from my family again and have another 1.5 years behind bars. This time I won, as they had no legal precedent and it skirted on violating double jeopardy since I had served my full prison time. Even still, it cast a cloud over the holidays and cost me another 20k my family couldn't afford.

People ask whether prison was bad, and yeah of course prison sucked. It was a hard and violent place. I was present for a stabbing, and was lucky to avoid two fights and a race war.

But dealing with Biden's DOJ and the DC Judiciary was the real trauma - they would grind down your spirit by weaponizing the legal system and use the endless procedure to bankrupt you. I had nightmares for months after release that I had somehow been hit with new charges.

By the time I was pardoned by President Trump, I had spent literally every single day of Biden's presidency either in prison or under some form of supervision. I had incurred over $300k in legal fees and over $1 million in lost business.

It was a reign of terror, and yet it was a mere foreshadowing of what they had planned for anyone else who opposed them under Kamala. The country should never forget it.

[Tulsi Gabbard 🌺 @TulsiGabbard]

I am deeply grateful for the trust President Trump placed in me and for the opportunity to lead @ODNIgov for the last year and a half.

Unfortunately, I must submit my resignation, effective June 30, 2026. My husband, Abraham, has recently been diagnosed with an extremely rare form of bone cancer. He faces major challenges in the coming weeks and months. At this time, I must step away from public service to be by his side and fully support him through this battle.

[Eric Daugherty @EricLDaugh]

🚨 AWESOME! SecWar Pete Hegseth just REENLISTED Joey Jones to the Marine Corps

JONES: "I'm doing it because I have a debt left to give... It means the world to me to be here to finish the story that I started writing twenty-one years ago."

PATRIOT. 🇺🇸👏🏻

[Wooden Wizard @Timothy50835184]

@mattvanswol In prison, there's free food for him...three meals per day....problem solved.

[U.S. Senator John Fetterman @SenFettermanPA]

Stop this henpecking.

$13M? This is an iconic American place and was in serious disrepair.

Get over the TDS and celebrate this is getting done for our 250th. 🇺🇸

[Kat Timpf @KatTimpf]

My seemingly healthy, strong father Daniel “Dad Timpf” Timpf died very unexpectedly on the evening of May 7 at just 69 years old.

It does not seem like enough to simply call him my father, because he was so much more than that. He was my rock, my hero and my best friend. He was loyal, funny, kind, selfless, hard-working, and so devoted to his children that it was impossible to be near him and not find yourself inspired. He was a writer, a painter, a sailor, and somehow knowledgeable on every subject from world history to literature to accounting. He was the most dependable person anyone has ever met. I always felt like, as long as I had his phone number, there was not a problem I could not solve. I needed him here with me; I am not okay, and I am far from the only person who feels this.

The birth of my son in February 2025, his first grandchild, was supposed to be a happy new beginning for our family. A family that had been already once devastated by an untimely loss: the loss of my mother Anne Marie to a rare disease in 2014 just a matter of weeks after her diagnosis.

The joy of my son’s birth was, of course, complicated by my also very unexpected breast cancer diagnosis just a matter of hours before going into labor with him. During this time, my dad did what he did best, which was to save the day. As soon as he heard about my diagnosis, he simply got into the car and started driving to New York -- making it through the tunnel just as my  son was born…on the day that happened to be his own birthday, as well.

In the tumultuous time of a simultaneous new cancer diagnosis and new baby, my dad was the sole reason for our stability, rushing in to help care for our son, and returning to do so again for my double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery, and any time that we ever needed him. It was an awful, awful year… but I found so much joy and hope throughout it by watching the beauty of a very special relationship form between my son and my father. This horrible thing that was happening was creating such a very special bond between the two of them -- almost making the terrible thing worth it -- and I was so excited to see how that bond would grow.

The bond was of top priority for my father, who visited from Michigan often. I saw him last on the Monday before he died, and my son was so proud to help his grandfather push his suitcase down to the car as he left. The goodbyes were quick. Why wouldn’t they be? We would all see each other again at the beginning of June, when we would all head to Texas for my shows and to see my grandpa. We wanted to make sure that my son could spend as much time as he could with his great-grandfather. He is, after all, 93.

I was certainly not over the trauma of my cancer or having to amputate the breasts I so badly wanted to feed my son with, but the one thing I could always count on to get me through my worst moments was seeing my son’s and my father’s faces light up when they saw each other, be it during the visits or our routine morning and bedtime FaceTime calls.

That is, at least, until I had to hear over the phone from a doctor I had never met in an emergency room in the same town up north that I’d previously announced to my father that I was pregnant that my dad was dead; I would never see him again, and neither would my son. It would turn out that last year was not the hard one, after all. Rather, it was the one I would now do anything to relive. I would amputate my breasts every year just to be able to speak with him one more time, even for five minutes.

I am currently living an unimaginable horror. For many people, this is a tragic story. For me, it’s my life. I do not know how I will recover from it. I only know that I have to for the sake of what is left of my family.

[Neo @Realneo101]

DON’T LOOK AWAY.

The Islamic regime is planning to hang Saghar Gholami simply because she protested in the January uprising in Iran.

This girl is only 19.
Share her name before they kill her.

[Savanah Hernandez @Savsays]

🚨CIVIL SUIT FILED: I have officially filed a civil suit against Chris, Deyanna and Paige Ostroushko.

I promised to use every legal avenue to hold the Ostroushkos responsible and will be working with @MurdockJDF as we continue to pursue justice.

Chris, Deyanna and Paige are all facing federal charges and will also now be facing a civil suit for their violent and egregious behavior.

Not only did this family attack me, but they then doubled down and went on a media tour to further lie about me while attempting to raise money.

I made a promised that I wouldn’t let them get away with this and am looking forward to keeping it.