@KurtSchlichter Should Trump beat Biden in 2024, Biden will absolutely pardon himself and family. He will sell it as protection from political prosecution but it’s really cause there’s plenty of crimes to prosecute. Clears the way for all future presidents to blanket pardon themselves.
Ro Khanna knew exactly what the hell he was doing.
He walked straight into a closed military zone after being explicitly warned it wasn’t his first time, got held for 90 minutes, then came strolling out looking like he just left a goddamn country club. Hair perfect. Suit pressed. Not a drop of sweat. Then this jackass had the balls to go on Twitter and cry about being “detained by settlers with American M4s” like he survived some heroic fucking ordeal.
Bullshit. He needed a distraction. The Graham Platner scandal was blowing up in his face ... the same piece of shit he kept funding and platforming even after the rape allegations came out. So Khanna flew his ass to the West Bank, found the cameras, and turned a self-inflicted timeout into his personal survivor cosplay. And he made damn sure a New York Times reporter was standing right there to document his “trauma.”
Meanwhile, while this clown was busy manufacturing a detention story, his team reportedly blew off an actual offer to meet Oct 7 survivors and hostages. Let that sink in. He had time to play victim for the cameras. He just couldn’t be bothered to sit with real people who actually lived through hell. That’s who the fuck this guy is.
This is the 2028 Democratic bench. Not leadership. Not courage. Just another slick, calculating asshole who thinks he can steal moral authority by pretending to suffer while stepping over actual victims on his way to the next photo op.
He didn’t survive shit. He auditioned for it like the desperate, grifting piece of shit he is.
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Dear Alicia Keys,
Name one right that women DON’T have in America?! I will wait.
Please know that women are FREE to join men working on offshore oil rigs, on deep sea crabbing and fishing vessels, logging trees with gigantic chainsaws, underwater welding for bridge construction and underground mining.
You and purty lady friends can also collect garbage and recycling at 6 in the morning and when you’re done with that you girls are welcome to risk your lives restoring electricity on high power lines.
These “rights” are waiting for you but you gals won’t do it, because you need men to do it. Because that is what men do: risk their lives day in and day out so you lovely girls can just pretend that all those things magically take care of themselves while you bitch and moan about perceived injustices and lack of rights.
So you go girl, Enjoy your electricity and your roads being repaired and your garbage being magically picked up every Tuesday morning and your fancy vegetables and grass fed steaks trucked into your grocery store at 5 in the morning, while you have Vietnamese ladies paint your toenails.
You can call it toxic masculinity, but you would cry your lovely fake eyelashes off when your Air Conditioning breaks down for more than 3 hours.
Your welcome!
Yours truly,
MEN
Maybe its always been this way, and it has taken an open internet for us to see it - but I can't remember a time when almost all of our elected representatives REFUSE to listen to the very constituents who elected them!
America turns 250 today.
Let me read back the resume.
We started by telling a king to pound sand, in writing.
By 1803 we bought half a continent from France for about four cents an acre.
We fought a war with ourselves and somehow stayed one country.
We strung a railroad across the entire thing.
We handed the world the lightbulb, the telephone, and the airplane in about thirty years flat.
Then a man named Willis Carrier invented air conditioning and made half the planet actually livable.
You are welcome, Texas. You are welcome, Dubai.
Twice the whole world caught fire, and twice we showed up and helped put it out.
We split the atom.
We put men on the moon in 1969.
Then we went back and hit golf balls up there, because why not.
We invented jazz, blues, rock and roll, and hip-hop, and the whole planet is still dancing to it.
We put a burger and fries on every corner of the earth.
We built rockets that fly themselves home and land standing straight up.
We flew a helicopter on Mars.
We launched a car into actual space and it is still out there cruising.
We also invented ranch dressing and somehow talked the entire world into putting it on pizza.
Priorities.
We even invented three of our own sports so we could win them.
Baseball, basketball, and football.
Real football, the kind with hands, because we named it and we are not taking corrections.
The rest of the planet can keep soccer, which is fine, we are hosting it in our backyard this summer anyway.
And yes, Canadian football exists, wider field, extra man, one fewer down, and we try very hard not to think about it.
Frankly it was generous of us to invent our own games.
If we put all that energy into soccer, nobody else would ever lift that trophy again.
We would win it so often they would just rename it the America’s Cup and hand us the keys.
You are welcome for the suspense.
And in 2026 we threw a birthday so big a German tourist live-tweeted our gas stations to 750,000 people.
Not every chapter was clean.
We argued, we stumbled, we fixed what we broke, and we kept building.
That is the whole trick.
Two hundred and fifty years in, and we are still the loudest, brightest, most improbable experiment on the map.
Not bad for a country that started as a strongly worded letter to a king.
Happy birthday, America.
🦋
The NGO / USAID grifter class is one of the most odious groups of people I know.
It's a jobs program for entitled and delusional midwit bureaucrats who think their worthless diplomas are frame-worthy, and then take six-figure salaries and spend their days on circle-jerk Zoom calls, and taking business class flights to conferences with other “intellectuals,” all while funneling taxpayer money to their fanatical, ideologically far-left, catastrophically-destructive pet projects.
No greater disparity exists than their opinion of themselves, and the value they actually add, which is less than zero.
Trump-hating Democrat Senator Chris Murphy says Democrats have a problem: they don't think big enough.
His big solution? A $25-an-hour federal minimum wage. 😮 🤨
He's been on every show he can find, calling President Trump a corrupt, warmongering fraud and insisting the only way to beat him is to mandate a "living wage" by force of law.
He calls it a "big idea."
Here's the thing, Senator Murphy:
If $25 is your big idea, it's way too small.
Why stop at $25? That's barely $52,000 a year. That's an insult.
If a politician can wave a magic wand and decree exactly what a job is worth, why be so cheap about it?
Make it $100 an hour. That's over $200,000 a year, for flipping burgers. 😂
Every fry cook in America deserves to clear two hundred grand, right? Anything less is just starvation wages.
While we're at it, why not $1,000 an hour?
Nobody should ever have to struggle again. End poverty by Friday. Just sign the bill.
If that sounds completely insane to you, then, congratulations.
You understand economics better than a sitting United States Senator.
Here's what Senator Murphy will never tell you:
A wage isn't a gift a politician hands out. It comes from the value the work actually creates.
Force a small business to pay $25 an hour for a job that produces $12 of value, and that job doesn't get a raise. It vanishes.
The owner cuts hours. Installs a kiosk. Or locks the doors for good.
The teenager after his first job. The retiree wanting part-time work. The single mom trying to get a foot in the door.
They're the ones who pay for Senator Murphy's "big idea."
And the burger costs more, too. So, whatever raise is left, buys less.
Senator Murphy has a Senate seat.
What he's never had is a single day meeting a payroll. He's never run a business. He's never had to make the math work with real money on the line.
He doesn't understand economics. He understands slogans. 👈
That's not a big idea, Senator Murphy.
It's a small mind with a big microphone.
(Source: Chris Murphy X account)
For years, the political class treated communism like some dusty museum exhibit.
A Cold War relic.
A Reagan-era talking point.
A punchline about berets, bad coffee, and angry grad students who never paid rent without help from Dad.
Then the red flags came out in the open, the “democratic socialists” started winning elections, the prison abolition crowd stopped whispering, the wealth-tax crowd stopped pretending, and suddenly James Carville is yelling “schism” while Van Jones warns that the activist army is growing.
Funny how that works.
Ronald Reagan spent decades telling Americans exactly what communism was: not compassion, not fairness, not justice, but control dressed up as virtue. He understood the sales pitch. Free everything. Equal everything. Punish the successful. Flatten the country. Call it liberation while building the cage.
And now Trump is doing what the entire cowardly consultant class refuses to do.
He is naming it.
Not “progressive energy.”
Not “economic justice.”
Not “youth activism.”
Not “a bold new social contract.”
Communism.
Open. Loud. Shameless. Marching under nicer branding, running inside the Democratic Party, and demanding the keys.
That is why the old guard is panicking. Not because the radicals changed. Because the disguise stopped working.
The same party that told us this was all imaginary now has its own insiders warning that the movement is organized, growing, and taking over.
Reagan was right about the ideology.
Trump is right to name it now.
And Democrats are finally learning the brutal lesson they spent years denying:
when you invite communists into the tent, eventually they stop asking where to sit and start deciding who gets thrown out.
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