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.
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Zanjan is 300 kilometers northwest of Tehran. It is not a nuclear site. It is not where the IRGC commands its missile forces. It is not on any published target list that any Western analyst predicted before this morning. And it is being bombed.
Ahram Online confirmed Israeli-US aircraft struck a depot site in Zanjan. IRNA, Iran’s own state news agency, reported explosions. Multiple OSINT accounts circulated footage of detonations consistent with precision-guided munitions hitting stored ordnance, the kind of secondary explosions that happen when a bomb hits a warehouse full of things that also explode.
Now pull the map back and understand what Zanjan tells you about the scale of what is happening inside Iran tonight.
Tehran. Isfahan. Qom. Karaj. Kermanshah. Tabriz. Lorestan. And now Zanjan. Eight cities across a country the size of Alaska being struck simultaneously by two air forces operating from carriers, regional bases, and stealth platforms that Iran cannot detect. This is not a targeted operation against a nuclear program. This is the systematic dismantlement of Iran’s entire military supply chain. Depots. Command nodes. Radar installations. Missile storage. Leadership compounds. The target list has expanded by hundreds of percent according to Israeli sources who described thousands of hours of intelligence preparation. Every site Iran spent decades building and dispersing across its geography to survive exactly this kind of attack is being hit in a single campaign.
Zanjan tells you the intelligence penetration is total. These are not obvious targets. A depot in a northwestern city that does not appear in any IAEA report or Congressional Research Service briefing means that American and Israeli intelligence mapped Iran’s logistics network down to the warehouse level. They know where the missiles are stored before they are loaded onto launchers. They know where the spare parts sit. They know which depots feed which launch sites and they are severing every supply artery in parallel so that what survives the first wave has nothing to reload with for the second.
Iran built its military doctrine on dispersal. Spread everything across a country of 1.6 million square kilometers so that no single strike can be decisive. Hide production in mountain tunnels. Store missiles in civilian areas. Scatter command posts across eight provinces. The entire strategy assumed the enemy would hit the obvious targets and miss the rest.
The enemy hit Zanjan. The enemy is not missing anything.
When a military campaign reaches cities that no analyst predicted, it means the target list is not a list. It is a map. And the map covers everything.
Iran did not prepare for a war this wide. Nobody told them to.
https://t.co/BrzGRrU3VW
🚨 IT'S OFFICIAL: The greatest Secretary of State Marco Rubio CALLED and NOTIFIED the Gang of 8 ahead of time, before President Trump's strikes on Iran — including a call to Hakeem Jeffries
The Trump admin notified Congress and did the right thing.
Narrative BUSTED. 🇺🇸
Hakeem Jeffries is doing what he does best. Lying to the American people.
What part of not wanting Medicare to fund illegals do you not get? Or that you guys want to restore NPR and PBS. You want to revoke hospital funding for rural areas. (Not your voter base) You want climate and DEI funding for foreign nations. (Not on our dime)
The government shut down is on the dems.
Wow
Serena is reportedly a Legislative aid to Democrat Alaska State Senator Matt Claman and allegedly posted this about Charlie’s kids:
“His daughter might have a chance to grow up sane now.”
Any comment @mattclaman?
I hope I'm wrong.
But tonight feels like some sort of invisible line has been crossed that we didn't even know was there. The last time I felt like this was 9/11 when it was clear, without knowing the how and the what, that the world was about to change forever.
Like the rules of the game had been permanently altered and there was simply no going to back to the innocent, peaceful past.
I didn't feel like this when an attempt was made on President Trump's life. If I had to rationalise why I didn't, I guess it's because several US Presidents have been shot at and even assassinated. Somehow it was within the realms of the possible, no matter how awful.
But to murder a young father simply for doing debates and mobilising young people to vote for a party that represents half of America? This is something else.
Charlie's death is a tragedy for his wife, his children and his family. I don't pray often. I am praying for them tonight.
But I fear his murder will be a tragedy for all of us in ways we will only understand as time unfolds.
I hope I'm wrong.