This is the most important image on the internet right now:
Henry Nowak’s hand cuffed.
Pale due to loss of blood.
Henry is dying.
The demonic hands of the British authorities restraining him as they coddle his migrant murderer.
Henry bleeds out as UK cops and migrants insult him
🚨 HOLY SMOKES. Police just released the bodycam footage in the killing of 18-year-old white male Henry Nowak and it CONFIRMS the police LAUGHED HIM OFF when he said he got stabbed
Straight-up says: "I've been stabbed."
COP: "Whereabouts? Don't think you have, mate!"
NOWAK: "*Groaning* I CAN'T BREATHE."
COP: "Put your hand in the cuff."
Nowak says he can't breathe again.
Then again while they just stand there.
"We have to check [if he was stabbed], don't we?"
THESE COPS ARE COMPLICIT IN THE MURDER!!
THERE SHOULD BE WORLDWIDE OUTRAGE.
I am the Chairman and CEO of Vornado Realty Trust. Eighty-four years old. Seven buildings in Midtown Manhattan. I said what I said.
I said "tax the rich" is the equivalent of a racial slur. I said it at REBNY. Into the microphone. Eight hundred people. Median net worth in that room was north of $240 million, I know because our CFO ran the guest list through a Bloomberg terminal as a joke, and then it wasn't a joke. And when I said it, twelve people applauded. The rest nodded. One woman in the third row mouthed, "Finally." I saw her.
Sharon, my communications advisor, Columbia, $430,000 a year, very bright, Sharon wants me to walk it back. She drafted something. "Mr. Roth's comments were intended to highlight the emotional impact of political rhetoric on business communities." I read it. I put it in the trash can on my desk. Not the recycling. The trash. Here's my clarification: I understated it.
"Tax the rich" is worse than a slur. A slur is just a word. It doesn't come with a CBO score. Nobody is introducing a bill called the Racial Slur Implementation Act of 2026. But there are seventeen active proposals in Congress, I had Sharon count them, seventeen proposals designed to take more of my money. My money. Mine. Money I acquired by being better at acquiring Manhattan commercial real estate than anyone alive for four consecutive decades. That is not a crime. That is a record.
I pay property taxes on $18.2 billion in assessed assets. $412 million a year. Say it again: four hundred and twelve million. I carry that number. It's the first thing I think about when I see a protest sign. I think: I pay more in property tax than the entire annual budget of the city of Fort Lauderdale. I looked this up. Fort Lauderdale: $408 million. Steve Roth: $412 million. I am a small city. And the city doesn't get screamed at.
My effective tax rate last year was 11.4 percent. I say this because I believe in transparency and because I'm not ashamed of it. The rate reflects the legal structure of real estate investment trusts, depreciation schedules Congress established in 1986, and carried interest provisions that both parties have voted to preserve for forty years. I did not write these laws. I organized my entire financial existence around them with the help of nine full-time tax professionals who have offices on the 38th floor of 888 Seventh Avenue, which I also own. Their office is in my building. Their work protects my buildings. This is not a loophole. Sharon calls it a loophole. I've told her: a structure maintained by nine attorneys across four decades is not a loophole. A loophole is something you slip through once. This is architecture. This is the foundation. This is the building.
Last Tuesday, same as every Tuesday, I walked past 1290 Sixth Avenue. My building. And there was a man. Same man as last week. Same sign: "Billionaires Pay Your Fair Share." He was standing on my sidewalk. My literal sidewalk — my company owns the ground lease. He was maybe thirty. He was wearing a jacket I would estimate cost $60. My lunch that day was $114. For one. I am telling you this not to boast but because these are facts. He has decided I'm his enemy. Based on a number he saw on a Forbes list. He doesn't know what I pay. He doesn't know what my buildings cost this city in construction jobs and lease revenue and foot traffic. He knows one number. He has made one judgment.
I see him every Tuesday. I've started to notice things. He brings coffee from the cart, not the Starbucks. He has a backpack that looks heavy. He doesn't look unhealthy. He looks like he probably works somewhere, but not on Tuesdays. I've wondered: does he have a job? Does he have a building? Does he have anything that depends on him the way 4,200 employees depend on me? I suspect not. And yet he has opinions about my tax rate.
I gave $22 million to charity last year. The Met. NYU Langone. Mount Sinai. I gave a building to NYU. Not money for a building — a building. The Steven Roth Residence Hall. It houses 400 students. That man with the sign has never housed 400 students. He hasn't housed one. He gives cardboard. I give structures. This is not a comparison I'm making to flatter myself. It's just arithmetic.
When I said what I said at REBNY, I was saying what every person in that room believes and none of them will say publicly because they have communications advisors and the communications advisors all went to Columbia and they all say "unhelpful." I'm eighty-four. I'm too old for helpful. I'm too old to perform restraint for people who hate me for something I can't change.
I didn't choose to be rich. I chose to be good at one thing for a very long time, and this is what happened. You don't punish someone for that. You don't legislate against someone for that.
My net worth fluctuates between $3.8 and $4.1 billion depending on the quarter. I fluctuate more in a fiscal week than that man on my sidewalk will earn in his life. Both of these are facts. Only one of them is considered polite to say.
They want me to apologize.
I'll be dead in ten years. Twenty if I'm lucky. And they'll still be renting my buildings.
The first trans-identified male ever elected to a state legislature is a pedophile whose partner was sending naked pictures of children aged 3 to 5 at a daycare.
Mr. Laughton expressed his desire to r*pe these preschoolers.
Among the adult male population calling themselves trans, pedophilia is all too common.
These men are also autogynephiles.
Auto — self
Gyne — woman
Philia — love
They literally get aroused by performing womanhood and going into women’s spaces. “Love of oneself as a woman.”
It’s a paraphilia. A sexual perversion. And women should not want them anywhere near them, or near children.
Every day we wait, they suffer.
Right now, there are kids praying for a rescue—for someone to step up, step in, and do something.
Are we actually going to protect these kids from further exploitation, or are we just going to keep talking about it?
This radical who told @bourne_beth2345 “I’m gonna hunt you down and fucking kill you,” has been identified as none other than the Associated Director of Clinical and Translational Science Institute at @UCSF Madeline Mann!
I wonder if @UCSF wants to comment on why they’re okay with employing a psychopath who doesn’t see anything wrong with hurling death threats at those who disagree with her ideologies.
Is THIS who colleges across America are having teach our CHILDREN?
FEEL FREE TO CONTACT THE SCHOOL HERE https://t.co/h8zFCYsPyX
This lady believes in her cause so much that she’s willing to take time out of her day, go out publicly, and hold a pro-trans sign.
Despite all this, it only takes 45 seconds of Beth expressing basic facts for her to erupt into homicidal rage…”I’m going to hunt you down, and f*cking kill you.”
A perfect illustration of the potential psychotic violence lying dormant within these otherwise normal-looking ladies.
But where does that rage come from? Why do people on our side not react this way?
It’s because the mere expression of truth in a setting they do not control (i.e. person-to-person, in real life, like in this video), forces them to confront the reality they spend their entire lives avoiding.
The truth that they are the monsters they claim to be fighting. The vulnerable children they claim to be protecting are actually the ones they are cannibalizing. By revealing the emptiness of their cause, you reveal the depth of their depravity.
This is why at first, you get the calm, pleasant demeanor. Motherly appearance. Soft edges. Warm voice.
But once you break that outer shell with even the slightest tap, you reveal the necrotic rot beneath the surface.
So, is there any surprise this lady would say something like this? Words are an existential threat they form a mirror for her to see what she has become. They will kill to hide from the truth because it is the truth that will destroy them.
In their mind, Beth’s words are a kill or be killed situation. Simple as that.
🚨🚨I had to make a police report after this woman threatened to k*ll me.
Watch the cognitive dissonance on her face.
This was last Saturday at the @CA_Dem Democratic Party convention in San Francisco when this woman stands next to me with her sign, “Patients Before Politics,” urging democrats to stop the banning of pediatric gender interventions.
You employ a woman who makes death threats @UCSF? She needs to be arrested and prosecuted to the full extent of the law. Please tell me she doesn’t have access to firearms.