Arizona does not participate in rolling the clocks back an hour, BUT… the snowbirds that have arrived will roll their speed limit down to 20 mph.
Technically, it’s like losing an hour of time each direction you drive every day anyway.
🚨 A message to all French people 🚨
In the months ahead, you're going to see more and more propaganda about Elon Musk.
Send this to your loved ones. Not tomorrow. Now.
Elon Musk is dismantling, on a global scale, the oldest political lie of the century: the idea that only the State, intermediaries, and credentialed media have the right to say what is true, what is possible, and what is moral.
This lie has a familiar name. We call it socialism when it talks about justice. We call it "consensus" when it talks about science. We call it "protection" when it talks about speech. In all cases, the mechanism is the same: a caste positions itself between people and reality, then sells that position as a public service.
Musk is breaking it.
He has proven that you can launch rockets without Gosplan. Build cars without Detroit's blessing. Connect a village, a frontline, or a hospital from orbit, without asking permission from a ministry. He bought the public square and tore the monopoly away from those who decided who had the right to speak.
That's why the mainstream media, like a beast in its death throes, will try everything.
Not because they've uncovered a secret. Because the man slips through all their levers. You can't buy him with ad revenue. You can't rein him in with a news cycle. You can't quietly unplug him. At this level of power, he's probably the cleanest man in the world: he's put his own fortune on the line, he doesn't need their permission, and he didn't build his position by capturing the State.
They'll call him a Nazi. They'll call him crazy. They'll call him a danger to democracy. They'll trot out the same clip, the same historian from the right side, the same moral indecency.
This isn't information. It's a survival reflex.
The French need to know this before the wave hits.
Elon Musk isn't fighting for a party. He's fighting so that the people can face the machine head-on, build without asking forgiveness, and stop handing over their thinking to those who live off fear and narrative.
The truth is simple.
A builder who opens the game does more for people than a newsroom that recycles slander.
Pass this on. The months ahead will be noisy. The signal, though, won't change.
Ross Perot ran for President and told the world what President Trump has also been saying all this time
Our prior Presidents made horrible economic deals that basically gave us managed decline for the last 3 decades
Perot was the first person to tell the nation things that were in plain sight but ignored or worse spun to make all of us think that the mistakes were not mistakes but inevitable
La Guiteras y 6 termoeléctricas más fuera de servicio el país en apagón continuo el pueblo sufriendo los Castros y compinches viviendo la dulce vida con nuestro dinero eso fue lo que Bruno Rodríguez no soportó ver a pantalla grande en la ONU, sinvergüenzas
🇧🇷 UMA MENSAGEM AOS MEUS NOVOS SEGUIDORES BRASILEIROS!
Antes de tudo, MUITO OBRIGADO! Nos últimos dois dias, ganhei milhares de novos seguidores brasileiros, então achei que era hora de me apresentar.
Meu nome é Simon Goddek e sou um europeu que se mudou para o Brasil durante a pandemia de COVID.
Mas minha ligação com o Brasil começou muito antes.
Antes de me mudar, trabalhei como professor visitante de biotecnologia na UNESP. Como praticamente nenhum dos meus alunos falava inglês, tive que aprender português. E foi exatamente o que fiz.
Nesse período, conheci o Brasil, sua cultura e, acima de tudo, seu povo. E me apaixonei pelo país, apesar de tantos problemas.
Então veio a COVID.
O mundo inteiro enlouqueceu. Governos fecharam sociedades, destruíram meios de subsistência e trataram suas populações como gado, sob a influência da OMS e do establishment globalista.
Na Europa, fui perseguido politicamente por me manifestar contra as vacinas e as medidas governamentais. Perdi meus empregos, minhas contas bancárias foram bloqueadas e minha vida profissional virou de cabeça para baixo.
O Brasil, porém, foi um dos poucos países cujo governo ainda demonstrava alguma sanidade e resistia àquela loucura autoritária.
Então, minha namorada brasileira na época, hoje minha esposa, e eu decidimos que eu me mudaria para o Brasil para ficar com ela.
Ninguém sabia como tudo terminaria. A sociedade havia enlouquecido, e eu queria um lugar onde pudéssemos viver independentemente, longe da interferência do governo.
Encontrei alguns hectares de terra no meio da Mata Atlântica, numa montanha a cerca de 1.500 metros de altitude.
O acesso é quase impossível. A única estrada é de terra, com inclinação de até 23 graus. Mesmo com meu carro 4x4, chegar aqui é um desafio.
Meu raciocínio era simples: se é difícil para mim chegar aqui, será igualmente difícil para qualquer outra pessoa.
E era exatamente isso que eu queria.
Os anos passaram e hoje vivo quase totalmente autossuficiente no meio da floresta.
Tenho um sistema solar de 40 kWp, que continuo expandindo, quatro nascentes naturais, duas estufas onde cultivo meus alimentos, 60 galinhas, mais de 40 árvores frutíferas plantadas e terra suficiente para viver independentemente.
E eu não poderia estar mais feliz.
Até o dia das eleições, três dias atrás.
Não me entendam mal. Conheço muito bem os problemas do Brasil.
Sei quem é Alexandre de Moraes e o que considero seu exercício quase ditatorial do poder judiciário.
Conheço os escândalos do Banco Master.
E sei o quanto a corrupção está enraizada no establishment político brasileiro.
Mas nunca imaginei testemunhar o que, na minha visão, acontece agora: uma consolidação socialista do poder e a perseguição política de quem ousa desafiar o establishment corrupto.
E isso me leva ao verdadeiro motivo desta publicação.
Brasil, vocês estiveram ao meu lado quando precisei. Agora é minha vez de estar ao lado de vocês.
Muitos brasileiros me apoiaram nos momentos mais difíceis da minha vida.
Eu não me esqueci disso.
Hoje, tenho mais de um milhão de seguidores aqui no X, muitos nos Estados Unidos e na Europa.
Pretendo usar esse alcance para denunciar o que acontece no Brasil, expor abusos de poder e garantir que a comunidade internacional entenda o que está acontecendo neste país maravilhoso.
Porque o Brasil merece muito mais do que corrupção, censura, perseguição política, socialismo e autoritarismo.
Vocês estiveram ao meu lado quando minha liberdade estava sob ataque. Agora estarei ao lado de vocês quando a liberdade de vocês estiver em jogo.
Juntos, vamos garantir que o mundo inteiro esteja de olho.
E juntos, vamos lutar para que a liberdade, a justiça e a democracia prevaleçam no Brasil.
Obrigado por me acolherem neste país maravilhoso.
Obrigado, Brasil. TMJ! 🇧🇷❤️
Every two years, Barry Soetoro comes out of hibernation from one of his mansions to make the rounds and tells unhinged liberals who to vote for, then he disappears again.
Rinse, repeat.
Why does anyone still listen to this guy?
The Sociopathic Legacy of Barack Obama’s Deception, Destruction, and Perpetual Hypocrisy
Barack Obama has returned to the public stage to lecture ordinary Americans about civic morality, ethics, and institutional trust, offering a masterclass in psychological detachment. This is the same political operator who looked straight into a national television camera and promised millions of working families that if they liked their healthcare plans, they could keep them. That single falsehood was so egregious that PolitiFact named it the official Lie of the Year, yet millions of policyholders subsequently watched their annual premiums skyrocket by 25 percent in a single year. Now he travels the country talking about finishing the job. Finish what, exactly? Our savings accounts? The utter destruction of private insurance markets? The systematic dismantlement of personal choice?
His economic legacy reads like a masterclass in deceptive bookkeeping. He solemnly swore to cut the national deficit in half during his first term, yet year four still groaned under a deficit exceeding one trillion dollars. He inherited a national debt of roughly $10.6 trillion and nearly doubled it to $19.9 trillion, all while presiding over the slowest economic recovery in modern American history without delivering a single calendar year of three percent GDP growth. Yet he stands before audiences in industrial states pretending to care about the cost of living, as if his administration did not spend eight years burying the working class beneath crushing regulatory burdens and stagnant wages.
When we turn to foreign affairs, the narrative shifts from mere economic incompetence to geopolitical catastrophe. He drew a grand moral red line in Syria regarding chemical weapons, watched 1,400 innocent people perish in a sarin gas atrocity, and then allowed Vladimir Putin to dictate the terms of compliance while American credibility burned to ash. He dismissed ISIS as a junior varsity team in January, and by June they were parading black flags over the captured streets of Mosul. He was caught on an open microphone whispering to Dmitry Medvedev that he would have more flexibility after his election, mocked Mitt Romney for identifying Russia as a primary geopolitical threat, and later confessed that his catastrophic intervention in Libya was his single worst mistake. And who could forget the pallets of unmarked foreign currency loaded onto cargo planes, $400 million in cold cash held hostage until American detainees were released, a transaction his own State Department admitted was used as direct leverage?
Domestically, the administrative rot ran even deeper. The Internal Revenue Service weaponized its regulatory apparatus to audit, harass, and silence conservative nonprofit groups while the executive branch looked away. Operation Fast and Furious flooded Mexican cartels with two thousand firearms, weapons that eventually surfaced at the murder scene of Border Agent Brian Terry, after which the administration wrapped itself in executive privilege to hide the incriminating paper trail from Congress. His Department of Justice seized the phone records of Associated Press journalists and labeled a Fox News reporter a potential criminal co-conspirator. Meanwhile, the self-proclaimed most transparent administration in history systematically shattered previous records for censoring Freedom of Information Act requests.
Then comes the most staggering hypocrisy of all. In 2018, he lectured the nation with sanctimonious moral clarity, proclaiming that politicians should not pick their voters. Fast forward to 2026, and he is starring in a $500,000 ad campaign in Maryland supporting a ballot measure designed to strip away the legal requirement that congressional districts remain compact, an explicit maneuver engineered to gerrymander out of existence the state's final remaining Republican seat. He has spent his entire post-presidency lamenting political polarization while actively funding and promoting the most cynical brand of partisan cartography imaginable.
Listen to him rail against federal immigration enforcement, calling agencies like ICE dictatorial while safely insulated behind the gates of an $11.75 million estate on Martha's Vineyard. This is the exact man who oversaw more than three million formal removals during his time in office, earning the quiet praise of hardline border hawks before pivoting to performative open-borders rhetoric for modern progressive audiences. He jokes about opulent surroundings from a coastal mansion that costs more than a small municipal budget, completely detached from the inflation, crime, and cultural erosion that his policies inflicted on everyday towns across the heartland.
Barack Obama once instructed his political base to get in the face of their opponents and punish their enemies. He spent eight years using the full weight of the federal apparatus to shield his ideological allies and target his critics. But history has a brutal way of balancing the ledger. The gilded rhetoric, the carefully rehearsed pauses, and the soaring moral lectures cannot erase a decade of compounding failure. The man who built a career on empty symbolism has nowhere left to hide from the cold, documented record of his own administration.