In July 1985, over a billion people watched Live Aid.
Months earlier, Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie had written "We Are the World." All of it was a response to a famine in Ethiopia.
Almost nobody remembers who actually caused the famine. 🧵
Today, as predicted, the FDA’s vaccine advisory panel voted unanimously to approve Moderna’s mRNA flu shot for adults aged 50 and older.
The writing was on the wall. 👇
@SecKennedy
It happened.
LA City Council voted 10-5 to include giving illegals the right to vote in the City Charter reform referendum that will be on the November ballot
Same ballot that will have the statewide Voter ID proposition
@BasedMikeLee help us SOS 🆘
Caught at the border. Released.
Caught again in Chicago. Released again.
Arrest warrant issued. No one came.
Three years later
he put on a ski mask,
hid behind a lighthouse,
and shot an eighteen-year-old college girl in the back.
She was looking at the skyline with her friends.
She died on the concrete.
This was preventable.
Every. Single. Piece. Of this. Was preventable.
March 19, 2026. Chicago.
She's a freshman. Eighteen.
Flew in from a small town in New York
to chase a bigger life.
Just after midnight, she walks out of her dorm
with five friends. Laughing. Whispering.
Someone heard the northern lights might be out.
They want to see the skyline from the pier.
Just kids. Just a Thursday night.
The kind of stupid beautiful thing
you do when you're eighteen
and the world still feels safe.
She walks ahead of the group.
Reaches the lighthouse first.
Behind it,
in the dark,
a man is waiting.
Black clothes. Black ski mask. A handgun.
She turns.
Whispers to her friends —
someone's back there.
He steps out. Gun raised.
They run.
One shot.
It hits her in the back.
Her friends hear her drop.
They come back.
She's on the ground. Bleeding.
Eighteen years old and dying
on a concrete pier
because she wanted to see the city lights.
Now here's the timeline
that should make your blood boil.
May 2023.
He crosses the border illegally.
Border Patrol catches him.
Has him in custody.
Releases him into the country.
June 2023.
One month later. Chicago.
Arrested for shoplifting.
They have him. Again.
Release him. Again.
He's told to show up to court.
He never does.
A judge issues a warrant for his arrest.
And nobody comes.
Nobody knocks on his door.
Nobody runs his name.
Nobody picks him up.
For three years,
a man with an active arrest warrant
lives freely in Chicago.
One block from a college campus.
One. Block.
You want to know what makes this
more than just a tragedy?
The state of Illinois has a law.
The TRUST Act.
It tells local police:
Don't help ICE.
Don't hold anyone for them.
Don't even tell them
when you let someone go.
A man gets caught at the border —
released.
Gets caught committing a crime —
released.
Skips court, warrant goes active —
and the law says don't look for him.
That is not a broken system.
That is the system doing exactly what it was built to do.
Read that sentence one more time.
The system worked perfectly.
And an eighteen-year-old girl is dead.
Her parents flew in from New York.
Stood on the pier where their daughter was killed.
Threw flowers into Lake Michigan.
Stop for a second and picture that.
A mother. At the exact spot
where her child bled out on a school night.
Throwing flowers into black water
because there's nothing left to do.
Her mother told the cameras:
"We've got to make changes."
Her father:
"There are definitely policies
that contributed to this happening."
They didn't scream. They didn't rage.
They stood on cold concrete
and asked this country, quietly,
to do better.
This country has not answered them.
She was studying business.
She was part of a Christian fellowship on campus.
Her family said she made people feel seen.
She made people feel valued.
She was someone's entire world.
And she was just trying to look at the skyline.
She should be packing up her dorm room right now.
She should be fighting with her roommate
about who gets the mini fridge.
She should be texting her mom
about what to bring home for summer.
She should be alive.
She should be alive.
She should be alive.
A border that held him would have saved her.
A jail that kept him would have saved her.
A warrant someone bothered to serve would have saved her.
A state that let its police do their damn jobs
would have saved her.
Four doors.
Four chances.
Every single one — left wide open.
And a girl who wanted to see the skyline
walked to the end of a pier
and never came back.
God bless every parent
who drops their kid off at college,
drives home with an empty back seat,
and has no choice but to trust
that this world will bring them back alive.
Europeans and American patriots!
Tomorrow, the courts of my country, France, may decide to send me to prison for daring to say on television that “the main danger to women in France is Black African and Arab immigrant men.”
Meanwhile, my own attacker, a Tunisian migrant, is still at large.
I need your help to generate media pressure and hope to be acquitted.
They cannot silence the truth!
Thank you for your support 💪🏻🇫🇷
Wow. Major League Baseball (@MLB) have now warned that writing Bible verses on their hats won’t be tolerated by players after multiple @SFGiants pitchers wrote Bible verses on "Pride Night" hats. Every Christian player should do it in protest and Christians should boycott MLB.
Norway have qualified for their first World Cup since 1998, and the first thing they did was ship in their own cheese, fish and 6,000 oranges. A touching show of faith in the American food supply.
Start with the cheese, since they hauled 116 kilograms of it across the Atlantic. Dairy in the United States can come from cows injected with a growth hormone called rBST, which has been banned across Europe for years and does not even have to appear on the label over here. Norwegian cows never go near it, so the players would sooner bring their own.
The fish follows much the same logic. A good deal of American tuna is treated with carbon monoxide, sold to the trade under the lovely name "tasteless smoke," which fixes that bright red colour and keeps it looking fresh long after it has quietly stopped being so. Europe banned the practice in 2003, while America still permits it.
Then the oranges, all 6,000 of them, because the US happily lets growers spray the skins with Citrus Red 2, a dye the World Health Organisation's cancer agency calls a possible carcinogen, all so a slightly green orange can pass for a ripe one on the shelf. Europe will not let it anywhere near food.
So when a side with one shot at a World Cup takes a long look at the local cheese, fish and fruit and flies in a tonne of their own instead, you can understand how they got there.
A ringing endorsement of American food, obviously.
@the_culturist_ I concur. Language teacher here. I have always relied on cognates (words that mean the same in different languages) to assign longer passages. Most of my students don’t know the words in English anymore. Let alone basic grammar. Steep decline in the past 4 years.
The revelations six years later are pouring out so quickly that it is impossible to keep up much less mentally process all this:
* The Director of National Intelligence has documented 120 US-funded/owned biolabs in 30 countries many of which are manufacturing and manipulating infectious diseases.
* Senator Rand Paul's committee has released the receipts concerning US funding/backing of the manufactured SARS-CoV-2 virus/vaccine as part of this program.
* Senator Johnson has produced definitive evidence that US public health agencies knew of the grave dangers of the shot to everyone but said nothing.
* Many officials are privately admitting/proving that the whole point of lockdowns was to preserve population immunity for the shot and block other avenues toward wellness.
* Hardly any of this makes the national news and one wonders if the public mind has any awareness at all.
@JackStr42679640 And psychiatrists are now being used to jail political dissidents in Canada - recently an activist was “assessed” from a distance in a coffee shop, forcefully arrested by police, committed and placed on a regime of anti psychotic meds - no appeal, no recourse
The year is 1949.
The Nobel Prize in Medicine has just gone to the man who invented the lobotomy. Your doctor suggests one for your sister, who has not been herself since the baby came. It is the most celebrated advance in psychiatry of the age, and he is simply current. By the time the prize curdles into an embarrassment, close to twenty thousand Americans have had the operation, and proportionally more here in Britain.
The year is 1956.
Lay the baby down on his front, the doctor says. So does the most trusted childcare book ever written, the one on every new mother's shelf. On his back he might choke, the reasoning goes. Millions obey. The advice holds for nearly thirty years, long after the evidence has quietly turned, and a generation of cot deaths is counted before anyone thinks to roll the babies over.
The year is 1966.
A bestselling book informs your wife that menopause is a disease, that she is, in the author's word, a castrate, and that a small daily pill will keep her youthful and tolerable to live with. Her doctor agrees. The drug becomes one of the most prescribed in the country. Nobody mentions that the author sat on the payroll of the company that made it. That detail surfaces decades later, in the same year the landmark trial is halted early for raising rates of breast cancer, stroke and clots.
The year is 1979.
Your ulcer is caused by stress and sharp food, the doctor explains. Calm down, drink milk, take the antacid that happens to be the best-selling medicine on earth. Two Australians are about to prove that most ulcers are caused by a bacterium and cured by a fortnight of antibiotics. The profession laughs. One of them eventually drinks a beaker of the stuff to settle the matter. The establishment takes the better part of twenty years to stop laughing. The Nobel lands in 2005.
The year is 1985.
Butter is dangerous, the doctor says. Switch to margarine, it is modern, it is heart-healthy, the experts are united. The spread he nudges you toward is loaded with trans fats, which the next decade will identify as the genuinely dangerous one, and which will eventually be banned outright. The butter goes quietly back in the fridge. No correction is ever printed at the volume of the original warning.
The year is 1992.
There is a pyramid on the surgery wall, and the very same one in your grandchild's classroom. Bread, cereal, rice and pasta form the broad virtuous base, up to eleven servings a day. Fat is exiled to the tiny tip. The chart was reportedly held back a year while the relevant industries had their say. It is wrong at the bottom and wrong at the top.
Now it is today.
Your doctor has new guidelines, new studies, a fresh consensus, delivered with precisely the steady confidence of every guideline above. He believes it, and he has good reason to. So did every doctor in this thread. None of them were villains. Each was sincere, most were kind, and all were certain, reading from a map that somebody else had drawn and handed them. That is the part worth sitting with.
So when the man in the white coat tells you what to eat, what to fear, and what to swallow every morning for the rest of your life, you are allowed to ask. Who paid for the study. What the evidence says beneath the headline. What he was just as certain about thirty years ago, and where that advice sits now.
Then make up your own mind. Call it scepticism, or call it whatever your grandmother called it when she ignored the advert, kept the butter where it was, and lived to ninety-one.
It has outlasted every consensus on this list. It will outlast this one too.
For years, hospitals kept Americans in the dark about the true cost of care. Families made medical decisions without knowing the price—and too often got hit with bills that drained their savings.
That ends now.
Under President Trump’s leadership, HHS is enforcing hospital price transparency with real consequences. @DrOzCMS and I have a simple message for hospitals: Post your actual prices. Come into compliance immediately—or face serious consequences.
❗️¡Libérenlos a todos!
En Venezuela todavía quedan mas de 400 personas secuentradas por el régimen. Son más de 400 vidas en pausa.
¡Igbert Marín Chaparro y cada uno de los presos politicos debe ser liberado YA!
#QueSeanTodos
This poor Venezuelan mother has been desperately searching for her son Hugo Marino, who was disappeared by the dictatorship SEVEN years ago. This chavista cruelty must stop now!! WHERE IS HUGO MARINO, @delcyrodriguezv ??
Hmmm… I guess this is Rick’s comment to the receipts shown by @politico of him working with Chevron to use political prisoners as trading cards to oppose Marco Rubio’s strategy of maximum pressure on the socialist dictatorship I and 8M+ Venezuelans were forced to escape. Now get back to the Kennedy center, Rick, and leave Venezuelans alone. Stop trafficking in our tragedy.
Coward Rick likes to insult Venezuelans on X but didn't have the guts to even provide a comment for Politico's story uncovering his disgusting use of Venezuela's political prisoners as trading cards for Chevron. Read the story of how he desperately tried to get Trump to ease pressure on the chavista dictatorship: https://t.co/4tmaral5rH