Greg Gutfeld just delivered a savage 2-minute monologue exposing exactly why 60% of Democrats are ending relationships over politics.
He nailed the hypocrisy with one brutal question about dads and Trump:
“If your dad loves Trump and you love your dad — shouldn’t you maybe question whether your dad doesn’t love a Hitler figure?”
GUTFELD: “You know, the difference between Dems and Republicans come down to one thing.”
“They apply moral value to political preference, and that would make sense if your political party praised Hitler or protected murderers and sex fiends.”
“But the mistake is, it’s not the Republicans. But they have always compared Republicans to some kind of existential threat.”
“They’ve done it with climate change, they’ve done it with compassion, they do it with Trump.”
“That allows them to label them as amoral.”
“Republicans are not evil. We have a different path to the pursuit of happiness, and serenity…”
“I don’t care that you hate Trump. Why should you care that I like him? The answer would be because he’s evil.”
“He’s like a Nazi. Well, this is where the whole thing falls apart.”
“What does that mean to me if I’m your Republican friend who voted for Trump? That you would believe I would support a Nazi. We’ve been friends for years.”
“If you are my friend, you have to realize that’s illogical, because how were we friends for 10 or 20 years and now you find out I was a fascist?”
“How did that happen?”
“You knew I was a right winger in 80s, in the 90s and now all of the sudden you’re like, oh I can’t be seen with him.”
“So the key moment in the self-realization of a liberal should be, if your dad loves Trump and you love your dad — shouldn’t you maybe question whether your dad doesn’t love a Hitler figure?”
“And therefore, maybe Trump is not a Hitler figure, and that flaw in your thinking should put into question the reliability on your filter, on your life.”
Democrats are destroying their own relationships over a lie.
HILARIOUS: President Trump: “[All the construction workers] voted for me. I would say 100% or 99%… So who didn’t vote for Trump, anybody? Thank you!”
Construction Worker: “We’re from Oklahoma.”
President Trump: “I love that guy! So Trump won Oklahoma 77 counties.”
“I won it in a landslide… And by the way, you have a very good basketball team. That team is seriously good. I was watching the other night. Good, I might try and come to one of those games.”
My favorite part of King Charles appearing before Congress was the part where all the liberals who refused to stand or applaud for Angel Moms or a kid with cancer, and who constantly scream “NO KINGS!” give a 3 minute standing ovation for a literal king. 🙃
What a bunch of disingenuous hypocrites.
I think it’s hilarious that Democrats spent their political might and tons of money on "NO KINGS" protests just to give a standing ovation to the LITERAL King of England.
You really can’t make this stuff up.
Biggest bullshit artists of the century. 😂
Nothing infuriates an uninformed Congressional Dem more than when they realize they voluntarily triggered a debate with someone who actually knows what they are talking about, reads federal statute and adheres to Supreme Court precedent. Today’s self-implosion by @rosadelauro was quite remarkable to witness. Without apology or regret, I will always adhere to the best available reading of federal statute pursuant to the U.S. Supreme Court decision in Loper Bright.
To my Oklahoma family;
this piece comes straight from the heart.
I hope you’ll take a moment to read it and feel what I felt.
Thank you for allowing me to be a small part of it.
I came to @okcthunder to play basketball. I left carrying 168 lives.
When I was traded to the Oklahoma City Thunder, I was thinking about basketball, nothing more.
I didn’t know that before I ever stepped on the court, this place would show me something that would stay with me far longer than any game.
Like any player, my mind was on the game. A new team, a new city, a new opportunity. I expected the usual routine when I landed in Oklahoma City. Physicals, practices, meetings, and a jersey waiting in a locker.
But before any of that, Sam Presti pulled me aside and told me there was somewhere we needed to go.
He didn’t explain much, and I didn’t think to ask. I was focused on the next step in my career.
What I didn’t understand was that, before I could represent the place I was about to play for, I needed to understand it.
So instead of heading to the facility, he took me to the Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum.
I walked in without knowing what I was about to see, and within minutes, everything slowed down.
There are 168 chairs at the memorial, each one representing a life lost on April 19, 1995. They are arranged in quiet rows, each engraved with a name, each standing where a person once stood in that building. Then you notice something that is impossible to process the first time you see it. Some of the chairs are smaller.
They belong to children.
There is no speech that prepares you for that, no headline that captures it. You simply stand there, and the silence carries a kind of weight that is hard to describe but impossible to ignore.
As you walk through the memorial, you pass between two gates marked 9:01 and 9:03. At first, they seem like simple numbers, but then you understand what they hold. One marks the last minute before the attack. The other marks the first minute after. And in between those two gates is 9:02, the moment when everything changed.
That minute does not feel like history when you are standing there. It feels present.
The reflecting pool stretches across what used to be a city street, its surface calm and still. When you look into it, you do not just see water. You see yourself standing in a place where unimaginable loss occurred, and for a moment, everything else in your life becomes quieter.
Nearby stands the Survivor Tree, an American elm that was damaged in the blast but endured. It is not untouched. Its scars are part of what it represents. But it is still standing, and in that, it carries a kind of strength that does not need to be explained.
We did not speak much while we were inside. It did not feel like a place for conversation. Some places ask for words. This one asks for reflection.
When we stepped outside, Sam Presti looked me in the eye and said, “This is what this state has been through.”
Then he said something I will never forget.
“Every time you step on that court, you are not just playing in front of fans. You are playing for a state that carries this with it. Give them everything you have. They deserve that.”
In that moment, basketball felt different.
Not smaller, but clearer.
Because what I had just seen was not only about what was lost. It was about what remained. A state that had experienced unimaginable pain and still chose to come together, to rebuild, and to move forward without losing its humanity.
From that day on, every time I stepped on the court, I carried that with me.
On the nights when I was tired, when I was hurt, when I was dealing with challenges that felt heavy in the moment, I would think about those chairs, about that minute, about the people behind those names. And I was reminded that what I was going through did not compare to what this state had endured.
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Where are the women’s soccer players who claim to care so much about human rights when the Iranian women’s soccer team is threatened with death? Where’s Megan Rapinoe, who trashes her own country, all the time but is silent now? Cowardly hypocrites:
😔😥😔 You can feel the pain in Tom Homan’s voice when he talks about children rescued from child trafficking.
As a woman & a mother, I’m 💔
"We just found one two days ago. A 14-year-old little girl. Living with two adult males. Who trafficked her. We found her, she’s pregnant. From trafficking forced into prostitution. 14 years old. We are taking care of her. Both physically and mentally.
Despite what the media says, we are not heartless. We care about these kids. I am a father. I’ve held dying children. I’ve held dead children. I’ve talked to little girls as young as 9 that were raped multiple times by the criminal cartels. You never forget it. When you get on your knees to talk to a 9 year old girl, when everything innocent & pure was ripped from her & she doesn’t believe in humanity anymore after having a bunch of animals crawl on her, taking everything from her. You never forget it.
That shit is happening every day. We are going to put an end to it.”
Thank GOD for TOM HOMAN 🙏
Got a lot of heat for putting OU over Texas in my power rankings the last few weeks… friendly reminder that Red River is the absolute last game you ever want to base anything off of
What happens at the Cotton Bowl exists in a bubble outside of the space-time continuum.
Just an incredible win on the road when it wasn’t their best performance…
No if ands or buts about it, BV is building a program.
So proud to be a fan of this team.
For all the flack that BV gets as a head coach, I’ll share an opinion that many might not have thought about.
BV loves Oklahoma.
He raised his kids in Oklahoma.
He won a natty at Oklahoma.
He wouldn’t take HC jobs until who called him? Oklahoma.
There is no greener pasture for BV.
He’s not gonna set fire to the program and leave in the middle of the night.
The culture has been set and a top 5 defense has been growing up before our eyes.
This offseason, they’re gonna hyper fixate on OL / playmakers and get a run game established.
And when they do, this team is gonna be nasty.
Boomer.
If you would have told me OU would be 5-1 heading to SC 4 months ago, I would have taken it.
Yesterday was tough, but we still have the season in front of us.
One game at a time. There still games to be played.
Time for a bounce back.
#OUDNA#BoomerSooner