@SouthwestAir the biggest problem with southwest is the flight attendants and their power trips.
When a passenger needs the Lavatory, you don’t need to flex your 6 months of safety training.
Just let the passenger do the risk: benefit and support.
FFS
No. You don’t get to launder this by calling him an “observer,” as if he were a neutral bystander who happened to be shot for no reason.
Everyone knows what’s happening. Literal communists are operating in lockstep with taxpayer-funded NGOs to mass-recruit people, whip them into a frenzy, and deploy them in defense of their own interests. The recruiting pipeline is obvious and consistent: the disabled, the mentally ill, the elderly. We’ve all seen the footage.
Organizations like States at the Core then train these people to obstruct ICE. They drill escalation, not restraint. Doxxing. Harassment. Following agents. Surrounding vehicles. Screaming. Conditioning people to intervene at any cost.
And it works. Watch the video I attached. A small woman steps alone in front of a moving car. The physics don’t matter to her. Self-preservation doesn’t matter. Her survival instinct has been stripped out and replaced with obedience.
That doesn’t happen organically. You know it. I know it. Everyone knows it. And not one of you has said, “Maybe don’t do this. Maybe don’t send people to play chicken with vehicles and guns.” You didn’t speak up because dead bodies are useful to you. They justify the next riot.
Once you condition people this way, it’s inevitable that someone shows up armed. It’s inevitable that ICE agents are threatened. It’s inevitable that you misframe it afterward. It’s inevitable that you roll out barricades and prepare for a night of fire in Minneapolis. And yes, it’s inevitable that you push people into this in subzero weather like lab animals—MK-Ultra levels of behavioral control.
You are despicable because this is all about money. About keeping the grift alive. You’re willing to put people in harm’s way, to break them, even to kill them, so your funding and your lifestyle continue uninterrupted.
The so-called “observer” was a victim, but not of ICE.
He was a victim of you.
Elon Musk just confirmed the most INSANE IPO in history.
SpaceX is going public in 2026.
$1.5 TRILLION valuation. Raising $30+ billion.
That's the biggest IPO ever made. Beating Saudi Aramco's $29 billion record from 2019.
But here's what everyone's missing:
This isn't about space tourism or Mars missions.
Elon is literally about to win the entire AI race.
And 99% of people have no idea how...
Here's the problem killing every AI company right now:
POWER.
Oracle just reported earnings.
They burned through $12 BILLION in one quarter building data centers.
Their free cash flow? NEGATIVE $10 billion.
Revenue missed estimates. Stock crashed 11%.
Microsoft, Amazon, Google all scrambling to find enough electricity for AI training.
The brutal math:
The US generates 490 gigawatts of total power.
AI is projected to need 123 gigawatts by 2035.
That's a QUARTER of the entire electrical grid. Just for artificial intelligence.
Goldman Sachs says AI energy demand could jump 165% by 2030.
There is literally not enough power on Earth to run AI at the scale these companies are promising.
Every data center needs massive cooling systems. Billions of gallons of water per year. Insane energy costs.
And the infrastructure can't keep up.
Elon's solution?
Stop building on Earth entirely.
SpaceX is building data centers in SPACE.
Not a concept. Not 10 years out. Literally starting in 2026.
They're upgrading Starlink V3 satellites to carry AI computing chips.
Each satellite gets 24/7 solar power. No clouds. No night. No weather disruptions. No grid bottlenecks.
And the insane part is that Starship can deliver 300 to 500 gigawatts of solar-powered AI satellites into orbit every single year.
At 300 gigawatts per year, the AI computing power in space would exceed the entire U.S. economy's total electricity consumption within two years.
Just from satellites. Processing in orbit.
While Oracle is begging banks for loans to finish data centers and OpenAI is stuck in circular funding arrangements with Microsoft, Elon already owns everything:
The rockets. The satellites. The launch infrastructure. The AI company (xAI).
He doesn't need to ask utilities for permission.
Doesn't need grid approvals from local governments.
Doesn't need to build nuclear plants or wait for clean energy.
He just launches.
And everyone else is scrambling to catch up:
Jeff Bezos sees it. Blue Origin announced they're building their own orbital data centers.
Google just launched "Project Suncatcher" with plans to deploy AI satellites by 2027.
Eric Schmidt, the former CEO of Google, literally BOUGHT an entire rocket company (Relativity Space) just to compete in this space.
But they're all 3+ years behind Elon.
SpaceX already has 6,000+ Starlink satellites in orbit. The infrastructure is built.
The $30 billion from the IPO?
Going straight into scaling orbital compute.
SpaceX revenue is jumping from $15 billion in 2025 to $24 billion in 2026.
Most of that from Starlink. Now add space-based AI infrastructure on top.
Here's why this matters:
Whoever controls orbital computing controls the AI revolution.
And there's only ONE company on Earth with fully reusable rockets that can launch at the scale required.
Jensen Huang, Nvidia's CEO, called space data centers "a dream."
Translation: Nvidia is screwed if Elon actually pulls this off.
Because if SpaceX succeeds, every AI company on the planet becomes Elon's customer.
OpenAI needs compute? Running on SpaceX satellites.
Google needs more capacity? Renting orbital infrastructure.
Microsoft needs power? Paying SpaceX for launch and compute access.
Elon won't just be in the AI race.
He'll own the entire track everyone else is running on.
The $1.5 trillion valuation sounds crazy until you realize what he's actually building.
It's not a rocket company. It's the infrastructure layer for the next 50 years of computing.
People calling it overvalued have no idea what's coming.
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson