b

xxix ♏️🌴🍍

[Gorgon City @GorgonCity]

What an honour it was to be asked to play the Sunrise set @Bonnaroo. Thanks to everyone who raved with us and to the organisers for believing in us. We will never forget it.

[b @brahstol]

@TheFestiveOwl @Bonnaroo Would they close centeroo of let us hide out here?? Also, would sets be delayed??

[Festive Owl @TheFestiveOwl]

I’ve been asked dozens of times this week what I think about the Bonnaroo weather forecast and what’s going to happen.

The truth is, I’ve written [and deleted] multiple posts trying to answer that question. Every version somehow turned into me staring at radar maps like they were ancient scrolls containing forbidden knowledge.

Then I came across this very eloquently written Reddit post from u/Chadwop12102 today and thought:

“Yep. That’s it. Those are my thoughts.”

So here we all are. We’re just going to ride the vibe, trust the gods [both old + new], and see what happens. 🦉

[Chino @ChinoUTD]

🎙️ Bruno Fernandes on assisting Benjamin Sesko instead of Bryan Mbeumo:

“Mbeumo was a bit annoyed, of course… every attacker wants the ball. But after the goal, I went straight to him. I reminded him of what we spoke about… helping Sesko grow, helping him become one of the best.

Sometimes it’s not about the easy pass, it’s about the right one. If we want him to build confidence, we have to trust him in those moments.

Mbeumo understood straight away… that’s the kind of group we have. We all want the same thing. Champions League football. And for that, we have to think as a team, not as individuals. Everyone’s moment will come.”

[GGC Women's Soccer @GGC_WSoccer]

Top shelf, top notch #ClawsOut

[Orlando Pride @ORLPride]

She didn’t have to. But she did 🐐

[Lee. @exact__lee]

Having a job/career where you talk and communicate nonstop with humans, people truly have to understand that sometimes you just wanna be quiet outside of working.

[Karla @karlaaaa18_]

I don’t think a lot of people realize that the reason the NWSL has protections against abuse and harassment is because press fought back so hard after she was a victim herself. Amazing player, and an even greater human.

[U.S. Women's National Soccer Team @USWNT]

🇺🇸 155 Appearances
🥅 64 Goals
⚽️ 43 Assists
🏆 2x @FIFAWWC Champion
✨ 1 Iconic Career

Christen Press has announced her retirement from professional soccer following the conclusion of @weareangelcity's 2025 season.

[Travis Akers 🇺🇸 @travisakers]

A message from a Kindergarten teacher:

After forty years in the classroom, my career ended with one small sentence from a six-year-old:

“My dad says people like you don’t matter anymore.”

No sneer. No malice. Just quiet honesty — the kind that cuts deeper because it’s innocent. He blinked, then added, “You don’t even have a TikTok.”

My name is Mrs. Clara Holt, and for four decades, I taught kindergarten in a small Denver suburb. Today, I stacked the last box on my desk and locked the door behind me.

When I started teaching in the early 1980s, it felt like a promise — a shared belief that what we did mattered. We weren’t rich, but we were valued. Parents brought warm cookies to parent nights. Kids gave you handmade cards with hearts that didn’t quite line up. Watching a child sound out their first sentence felt like magic.

But that world slowly slipped away. The job I once knew has been replaced by exhaustion, red tape, and a kind of loneliness I can’t quite describe.

My evenings used to be filled with construction paper, glitter, and glue sticks. Now they’re spent filling out digital reports to protect myself from angry emails or lawsuits. I’ve been yelled at by parents in front of twenty-five children — one filming me with his phone while I tried to calm another child mid-meltdown.

And the kids… they’ve changed too. Not by choice.

They arrive tired, anxious, overstimulated. Their tiny fingers know how to swipe a screen before they can hold a crayon. Some can’t make eye contact or wait in line. We’re expected to fix all of it — to patch the gaps, heal the trauma, teach the curriculum, and document every move — in six hours a day, with resources that barely fill a drawer.

The little reading corner I once built, full of soft beanbags and paper stars, was replaced by data charts and “learning metrics.” A young principal once told me, “Clara, maybe you’re too nurturing. The district wants measurable results.”

As if kindness were a weakness.

Still, I stayed. Because of the small, holy moments that no spreadsheet could measure —
a whisper of, “You remind me of my grandma.”
a shaky note that read, “I feel safe here.”
a quiet boy finally meeting my eyes and saying, “I read the whole page.”

Those tiny sparks were my reason to keep showing up.

But this last year broke something in me.

The aggression grew sharper. The laughter in the staff room turned to silence. The light went out of so many eyes. I watched brilliant teachers — my friends — vanish under the weight of burnout, their joy replaced by survival.

I felt myself fading too, like chalk on a board that’s been wiped one too many times.

So today, I began my goodbye. I pulled faded art off the walls and tucked thirty years of handmade cards into a single box. In the back of a drawer, I found a letter from a student from 1998:

“Thank you for loving me when I was hard to love.”

I sat on the floor and cried.

No party. No applause. Just a handshake from a young principal who called me “Ma’am” while checking his notifications.

I left my rocking chair behind, and my sticker box too. What I carried with me were the memories — the faces of hundreds of children who once trusted me enough to reach out their hands and learn. That can’t be uploaded. It can’t be measured. It can’t be replaced.

I miss when teachers were partners, not targets. When parents and educators worked side by side, not in opposition. When schools cared more about wonder than numbers.

So if you know a teacher — any teacher — thank them. Not with a mug or a gift card, but with your words. With your respect. With your understanding that behind every test score is a heart that cared enough to try.

Because in a world that often overlooks them, teachers are the ones who never forget our children.

[centredevils. @centredevils]

🚨🚨🎙️| Gary Neville on Manchester United losing:

"I am not angry, I feel nothing, absolutely nothing, which is far worse."

[COCO @TWOTIMESABITCH]

I DIDN’N REALIZE HOW GOOD MY PARENTS RAISED ME UNTIL I GOT AROUND OTHER PEOPLE.

[Ballon d'Or @ballondor]

Nominated for the Women's Club of the Year ⤵️

@ORLPride

#ballondor

[TheeCodingQueen 🪷🦋 @ChildPleez007]

I feel seen. 😭

[Politics Sloth 🧦🌐🇬🇷🇺🇸 (#1 reply guy) @SockDemFan]

@tomaskenn Who would have thought that Qatar + Russia would create safer conditions for World Cup supporters to travel to than AMERICA 🙃

[W Golazo @WGolazo]

CHRISTEN PRESS IS A GAME CHANGER ‼️💥

SHE SCORES 20 SECONDS AFTER BEING SUBBED ON 🤯

[Popeyes @Popeyes]

pope yes

[anakenn @anakenn]

Need someone to confirm but I believe this is a @ORLPride sticker at the Vatican while Pope Leo XIV is addressing the crowd.

[b @brahstol]

@rad_kimchi Waka, lil Wayne, some skrilly