@DadPrepper I have been pondering this one for a while.
There are three factions, two of the factions are trying to control the populations actions. All three factions know that there is a large extinction level event coming.
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🚨 HOLY SMOKES. The Trump admin is creating a database of ALL leftist insurrectionists attacking ICE and will be broadcasting their name and face
They’re also gonna contact employers
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@grahamformaine I do Nazi that happening. Anne Frankly, I think your chances of not being gassed out before Election Day by your own party are slim to nein. But it’s down reich heilarious that you still think you’re going to ride this train all the way to November.
🚨 BREAKING: DOJ just hit Gov. Tim Walz’s office, AG Keith Ellison’s office, and Minneapolis Mayor Frey’s office with grand jury subpoenas.
Five Minnesota government offices are now under investigation.
What are they so afraid of being exposed? 👀🔥
#DrainTheSwamp
🚨 HOLY CRAP! JD Vance just WENT OFF after an elderly man DIED as part of a fraud scheme busted by the Trump admin
He was supposed to be getting health services. HE GOT ZERO.
"That man lived his final moments on this earth NEGLECTED while a FRAUDSTER got rich by providing services that he never actually provided!"
"Nothing, no services, no help, no check-ins, and the very man, the vulnerable elderly man that he was supposed to be protecting and looking after was reimbursed by the taxpayer in order to do exactly that, that man died."
"And one day before he died, after months of being neglected by the caretaker who was getting reimbursed by the American people, one day before he died, he submitted his final reimbursement for services he never provided for a man he never cared for."
"That's what we're trying to stop, ladies and gentlemen, that's what we have to fight back against. It's a shame that anything like that happens."
"But if it does happen, the only way to protect those people and the only way to protect the American taxpayer is to ensure that the fraudsters go to prison and that they stop this ridiculous scam on the American people."
@mazemoore Matt is just proof that proggies can't reflect on themselves. They see pollution and ugliness and it seems fine to them, because that's what they are below the surface.
Bro its this angle of caitlin clarks CURVED BOUNCE PASS between Rhyne Howard legs to a cutting lexie hull jumper for me‼️
Like the split second from decision To execution.. just wow
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The cashier scanned my milk and asked, "did you find everything okay?"
I froze.
In this country, no one asks where you have been. No one asks what a man endures and returns from. Except her. This woman, alone, wished to know if my hunt had been successful.
And I wished to tell her everything.
I wished to tell her the bread had hidden on the highest shelf, and I brought it down with patience, not pride. That the eggs were guarded by a cart pushed by a man on his phone, and I waited, because a warrior does not war with the innocent. That I stood frozen before forty cheeses and chose the orange one, because my grandfather chose the orange one, and his father before him, who never saw cheese.
All of this rose in my throat at once.
But there was a line behind me.
And a man does not spend other men's time to be understood.
So I held it. All of it. The whole hunt, the whole hard and beautiful day, pressed down behind my teeth.
"Yes," I said. "Thank you."
One word, where a thousand wished to come. It was the hardest thing I did all day, harder than the bread, harder than the cart.
She smiled and said, "have a good one."
She will never know what she asked, or what I carried out of that store unspoken. She thinks she sold a man some milk.
She gave me the chance to tell my whole life, and I gave her my silence, because she was busy, and that is the finest gift I had to give.
I will return to her register tomorrow.
I will buy one banana, and she will ask again, and again I will say only "yes," and hold the rest.
A man can love being asked, and still spare the asking.
You might argue that it was a waste of money, but it is there. The options are
1) fix it
2) ignore it
3) remove it
All cost $
2 of those choices accept that America as a concept has failed. I might be black pilled, but maybe there is a little light of hope left on that hill.
USA. Summer. It is 95 degrees outside, and I am shivering inside a sandwich shop.
I have discovered how Americans forge strong souls.
Outside, the sun is trying to kill everyone. Inside this small restaurant, it is winter. My breath does not fog, but it is thinking about it. A man near me is eating a cold sandwich while wearing a jacket. In summer. Indoors.
In Japan we would simply turn it down. Americans do not turn it down. And now I understand them better than they understand themselves.
This cold is not an accident. This cold is a gift.
The owner has built, inside his shop, a second season. He invites you in from the brutal heat and hands you the one thing the sun has denied you all day: a reason to be cold. To endure it is to be tempered. You walk in soft and sweating. You walk out sharp and clear, a slightly stronger person than you were.
So I did not complain. I removed my outer layer and offered it to the woman at the next table, who was hugging herself. She said, "Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you." She was not fine. Her lips were blue. But she, too, understood the training. She would not break first. I respected her deeply.
The owner asked if everything was okay.
"It is perfect," I said, through my teeth, which were chattering. "Thank you for the winter."
He said, "...I can turn the AC down if you want?"
I told him no. A man does not ask the mountain to be shorter.
I stayed two hours. I ordered a hot coffee to survive. Then a second one, to hold. By the end I could no longer feel my hands, but my spirit had never been clearer.
So now, on the hottest days, I seek out the coldest rooms. I sit. I shiver. I sharpen.
And when I finally step back out into the summer heat, and it wraps around me like a warm bath, I feel it.
Reborn.
A man who has survived the winter, in August, indoors, for the price of a sandwich.
🚨 BREAKING NEWS: Jamshid Ghomi. Dual citizen. $35M mansion. 250 tons of tech sent to Iran's nuclear program. Claimed poverty on his taxes.
America gave him everything. He gave our secrets to our enemies.
THE FBI is taking the mansion. They should be taking the passport too.