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John 3:16...'Barnes Notes on the Bible'...
His love for all mankind, was shown by these circumstances:
1. All the world was in ruin, exposed to the wrath of God.
2. All people were in a hopeless condition.
3. God gave his Son; it was an undeserved gift.
4. He gave him up to extreme sufferings, & pains of death on the cross.
5. It was for all the world. He tasted "death for every man," Hebrews 2:9. He "died for all," 2 Corinthians 5:15. "He is the propitiation for the sins of the whole world," 1 John 2:2
@13Zombo13@HistorianUSA1 "For just as you [hypocritically] judge others [when you are sinful and unrepentant], so will you be judged; and in accordance with your standard of measure [used to pass out judgment], judgment will be measured to you..."
Matthew 7-2 Amp. Bible
aka~ karma...
Shortly before His crucifixion, Jesus told His disciples, “If the world hates you, remember that it hated me first. The world would love you as one of its own if you belonged to it, but you are no longer part of the world. I chose you to come out of the world, so it hates you” (John 15:18–19 NLT). In other words, “You’re in good company.”
So, rather than ask God to shield you from persecution, ask Him instead to give you the strength and wisdom to deal with it in a way that brings glory to Him. Ask Him to give you the perspective to see the big picture—that is, what’s behind the persecution and what’s to be gained from withstanding it...
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Roy Cooper: “Donald Trump is a significant threat to our democracy and our nation, and we have to stop him.”
Make sure to share with your friends and all over social until November.
Cooper needs to stay far away from Washington DC. He doesn’t represent NC values.
I love this. 👇
To the person who wrote this, thank you for sharing what so many of us think of our President.♥️🇺🇸
Mr. President,
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I don’t know if you’ll ever read this. Probably not. But I’m writing it anyway because my wife and I talk about this all the time, and somebody needs to say it out loud.
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We can’t wait for the day you’re no longer President.
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Not because we’re tired of you. The opposite. Because you deserve to go home. You deserve quiet mornings. You deserve to sit on your own porch without the weight of 330 million people sitting on your shoulders. You deserve your family back. You deserve peace.
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You didn’t have to do any of this.
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You had the money.
You had the name.
You had the life most men only dream about.
You could’ve spent the rest of your days golfing, traveling, watching your grandkids grow up.
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Instead you stepped into a fire that nearly cost you everything.
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They mocked you. They sued you. They raided your home. They tried to bankrupt you. They tried to lock you up. They dragged your wife and kids through the mud. They put a bullet through your ear and you got up with your fist in the air and kept going.
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For what?
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For us. Regular people. Truck drivers. Welders. Waitresses. Roughnecks. Farmers. Single moms working two jobs. Grandparents on a fixed income watching the country they built get handed away.
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You didn’t owe us a thing. And you gave us everything.
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You risked your name. Your legacy. Your safety. Your family’s safety. Your brand. Your freedom. All of it. So this country could have one more shot at being what it was supposed to be.
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And the truth nobody wants to admit?
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We didn’t deserve a President like you.
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A nation this divided, this ungrateful, this asleep at the wheel didn’t earn a man willing to bleed for it. But God sent you anyway. And I’ll thank Him for that until the day I die. 🙏
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So when the day finally comes that you walk away from that desk, I hope you sleep good. I hope your wife laughs again without looking over her shoulder. I hope your kids breathe easy. I hope you golf till the sun goes down and nobody bothers you for nothing.
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You earned every bit of it.
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Thank you, Mr. President. From a truck driver in Texas who prays for you often.
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God bless you. God bless your family. And God bless the United States of America. 🇺🇸
Hello Senator Thune,
At 3 AM on Friday, March 27th, in a near-empty chamber, you passed a bill by voice vote that excludes all funding for ICE and CBP.
Let me repeat that: voice vote. No roll call. No record of who was there. No accountability. Just you, Barrasso, and a handful of senators shuffling paper in the dead of night while America slept.
You could have demanded a recorded vote. You chose not to.
You could have held the line for five more days until the House returned. You chose not to.
You could have used the same procedural tools Democrats have used against you for 40 days. You chose not to.
Instead, you gave Chuck Schumer exactly what he asked for, DHS funding minus immigration enforcement, and called it a win. Then you walked to the cameras and blamed the Democrats.
Let's be precise about what you did:
1. You caved to a demand Democrats made on Day 1 of this shutdown. Forty-one days of supposed hardball negotiation, and you settled for their opening offer.
2. You handed them a template. The next time Democrats want to defund any agency — ICE, CBP, or anything else — they now know: just shut down DHS and wait. John Thune will fold at 3 AM.
3. You punted to reconciliation. "Good possibility," you said. Not "we will." Not "guaranteed." Just maybe. Meanwhile, ICE operates on fumes from last year's bill with no certainty of future funding.
The precedent you set:
You have argued for months that the filibuster is sacrosanct. That the 60-vote threshold protects minority rights. That we cannot bend Senate rules for policy wins.
But at 3 AM on Friday, you bent every norm that actually mattered:
• Voice vote to avoid accountability
• Empty chamber to avoid debate
• Midnight deal to avoid scrutiny
• Immediate recess to avoid questions
You'll bend the rules to avoid a fight. You just won't bend them to win one.
What you've actually accomplished:
Democrats demanded ICE restrictions. They got ICE defunded.
Not reformed. Not restrained. Defunded.
And you're out here tweeting about how Democrats are the "Defund the Police" party while you just voted to defund border enforcement at 3 in the morning.
The question you should answer:
Why did this deal have to happen at 3 AM?
Why couldn't it happen at 3 PM, with cameras rolling and every senator on record?
You know why. Because you didn't want your voters to see what surrender looks like.
Here's my message: We saw it anyway.
Stop hiding behind "Democrat obstruction." You're the Majority Leader. You set the schedule. You control the floor. You chose this outcome.
Own it.
As an Ex-Muslim, let me explain Muhammad and “The Satanic Verses” in the Quran.
This will shock you.
was a good prophet until he wasn't. I wanted to believe he was sincere, that maybe he was just misunderstood, maybe he repented later on in his life.
But the more I studied the timeline of his ministry, the harder it was to ignore the shift.
Early Muhammad in Mecca preached peace, talked about one God, and tried to win over Jews and Christians. But later in Medina, that’s when it changed.
Suddenly, it transitioned to power and polygamy and violence, and revelations started sounding a lot like personal convenience. Then there’s a part nobody really wants to talk about in apologetics - “the Satanic verses.”
Ibn Ishaq, Islam’s earliest biographer, says Muhammad delivered verses that glorified pagan idols and then blamed it on Satan. And you tell me, how does a prophet mistake a demon’s voice for God’s?
Imagine if Paul or Peter did that.
Imagine if Jesus said, “oops, that part was from the devil.”
You would never trust that message again. But with Muhammad, there’s a double standard where you’re not allowed to question. Even when he married a child, took extra wives, and had people killed, you’re told to submit.
And that’s when I knew.
A real prophet doesn’t serve himself.
He sacrifices himself to serve others.
Only one man in history never changed under pressure and still laid down his life.
And that’s Jesus Christ.
Cathie Wood just named the contradiction nobody wants to touch.
She compared Elon Musk to Thomas Edison.
Not as praise. As a pattern.
Wood: “I think he’s the Thomas Edison of our age… he wants to do the right thing to transform the lot of most of humanity.”
The media sees a reckless billionaire setting fires.
Wood sees the only person in the room building anything at all.
The gap between those two readings tells you everything about who controls the narrative.
Start with Tesla.
Wood: “Tesla was an environmental move, which I think a lot of people attacking his cars… they’ve forgotten.”
He built the exact machine environmentalists spent thirty years begging for.
Didn’t lobby for it. Didn’t write a whitepaper. Built it.
Forced every major automaker on Earth to abandon the combustion engine.
Then the second he won, the same movement made him the enemy.
Because the establishment never wanted the problem solved. They wanted the problem funded. And those are two very different things.
A solved problem kills the committee. Kills the nonprofit. Kills the careers built on managing the crisis instead of ending it.
Musk ended it. And they have never forgiven him.
SpaceX looks like an escape hatch if you never read past the headline.
Which is exactly what the press counts on.
Wood: “What we learn about material science and technologies… is going to help us here on Earth as well.”
Mars was never the exit.
It is the lab.
Build under conditions so brutal that every breakthrough changes what is possible back home.
You learn to keep a human alive in a frozen irradiated vacuum.
Fixing an energy grid on a temperate planet becomes arithmetic.
He is not running from the cradle.
He is stress-testing the technology that preserves it.
But that story doesn’t sell ads. Doesn’t move polling numbers. So they bury it under hit pieces and congressional theater and call it journalism.
Most people who reach his level stop building and start protecting what they have.
They buy senators. They buy newspapers. They buy silence.
Musk keeps picking the hardest unsolved problems on the planet and running straight at them.
That is what terrifies the establishment.
Not that he might fail.
That he might succeed without them. Without their funding. Without their approval. Without anything they can hold over his head.
A man they cannot buy is a man they cannot control.
So they do the only thing they have left.
They send the media after him.
Every legacy outlet runs the same playbook. Strip the context. Clip the quote. Frame the motive. Let the algorithm do the rest.
It has worked on every builder before him.
It will not work on this one.
They will spend their careers trying to tear him down.
He will spend his building the thing that saves them anyway.
The stones always come from inside the walls.
Most were sold by their own people from their homeland.
Then conservatives freed them.
By all accounts, they should all be voting with the block that freed them - not enslaved them. 😉
This baby was saved IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ABORTION!
Amrita Kaur thought abortion was the right decision.
Feeling like she had no one to support her, Amrita got abortion pills in the mail.
After taking the first abortion drug, Amrita said she immediately regretted what she had done. She quickly found a doctor, Dr. Dermot Kearney, who was willing to try to reverse the deadly drug and save her baby girl’s life.
The abortion pill reversal treatment worked, and her daughter is now a healthy infant.
Amrita is sharing her story publicly to encourage people to choose life and to highlight abortion pill reversal.
lol! Man you gotta love this Guy! He has the American Spirit and has the Humor!
US Navy Secretary Hung Cao: “They call me a white supremacist, but I have one request for them when they give me my hood, make sure it’s got the little slits and not the circles so I can see better.”
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I have two stacks on my desk. The left stack is financial disclosure forms from members of Congress. The right stack is waivers for members who filed their financial disclosures late.
The right stack is always taller.
On Wednesday morning, I watched a soldier get arrested on CNN.
I am a Disclosure Analyst for the House Ethics Committee. I have held this position for eleven years. My job is to receive the forms, verify their completeness, and file them. I do not investigate. I do not flag. I do not refer. I file. I have a lanyard. The lanyard says ETHICS.
The soldier's name is Gannon Ken Van Dyke. He is thirty-eight years old. He was stationed at Fort Bragg. He was Special Forces. In December, he created an account on a prediction market called Polymarket. On January 2nd, he bet $32,500 that the president of Venezuela would be removed from power. On January 3rd, he helped remove the president of Venezuela from power. He collected $409,881.
He has been charged with five federal crimes. Commodities fraud. Wire fraud. Unlawful use of confidential government information. Theft of nonpublic government information. Unlawful monetary transaction. The Department of Justice called it "the first-ever insider trading prosecution on event contracts."
I watched this on the television in our break room. Then I walked back to my desk and processed a late financial disclosure from a member of the House Financial Services Committee who purchased $250,000 in bank stocks eleven days before his subcommittee held a closed-door hearing on proposed capital reserve changes.
The filing was forty-seven days late. The STOCK Act requires disclosure within forty-five days. The penalty for late filing is $200.
I waived it.
I waive most of them. In 2021, fifty-four members of Congress and senior staff violated the reporting rules. The fines were minimal. Most were waived. I have a form for the waiver. The form has a box that says "Reason." I write "administrative delay." In ethics, "administrative delay" means the member's office forgot and then remembered when a reporter called. My approval rate is one hundred percent. In any other field, that number would trigger an audit. In mine, it is called thoroughness.
Let me show you what I processed this year.
January. A senator on the Armed Services Committee sold defense contractor shares worth $1.2 million. Three days later, his committee received a classified briefing that the Iran campaign had exceeded its projected cost by 340%. The stock dropped 8%. He filed the disclosure sixty-one days late. I calculated the fine. $200. His chief of staff asked if it could be waived. He did not ask what the senator traded on. Nobody asks that. The form does not have a field for it. I waived the fine. The senator's portfolio returned 23.4% in 2025. The S&P 500 returned 16.8%.
February. A representative on the Energy and Commerce Committee bought pharmaceutical stocks worth $400,000. Two weeks later, her committee advanced a bill that would extend patent exclusivity for the exact drug class she purchased. The stocks rose 14%. She filed on time. There was no fine. There was no investigation. There was nothing to investigate because buying stocks in companies regulated by your own committee is not illegal. It is legal. The STOCK Act made it legal by making it disclosed. In Congress, disclosed means legal. In my office, legal means filed.
March. A member whose spouse manages a portfolio worth $9.2 million reported forty-three separate transactions in a single quarter. Twelve of them were in sectors directly affected by legislation the member co-sponsored. The timing on eight of those twelve was within a two-week window of committee action. I logged all forty-three. None were flagged. We do not flag. We file.
I asked my supervisor once what would happen if I flagged a filing. She said we do not have a form for that. I never asked again.
In 2020, I processed 847 disclosures. In 2023, 1,211. In 2025, 1,614. The number of enforcement actions in each of those years was zero. The numerator changes. The denominator does not.
I want to tell you about the soldier again.
He made $409,881. He tried to delete his Polymarket account by calling customer service and saying he lost access to his email. He moved his profits into a foreign cryptocurrency vault and then into a new brokerage account. He used his real identity. He placed thirteen bets. Every single one was connected to an operation he personally participated in.
In my eleven years, I have processed disclosures from members of Congress who traded on:
Pending FDA approvals they learned about in committee.
Defense appropriations they voted on.
Trade policy they negotiated.
Pandemic response measures they drafted.
Interest rate decisions they were briefed on before the public.
None of them have been charged. None of them have been investigated by the Department of Justice. None of them have been referred to the SEC. The STOCK Act has produced zero prosecutions since it was signed on April 4th, 2012.
Fourteen years. Five hundred and thirty-five members. $635 million in trades last year alone. Zero cases.
My daughter asked me once what happens when someone breaks the rules. I told her we write it down. She asked what happens after that. I said it depends. She was nine. She is twenty now. It does not depend. Nothing happens after that.
The soldier made $409,881 and faces decades in prison. Nancy Pelosi entered Congress in 1987 with a portfolio worth approximately $785,000. It is now worth $133.7 million. That is a return of 16,930%. The Dow Jones returned 2,300% over the same period. Professional fund managers who beat the market for three consecutive years are considered exceptional. She has beaten it for thirty-seven. If a hedge fund produced those returns, the SEC would subpoena the records on a Thursday. She produced them from a building with a chapel and a gift shop.
She announced her retirement last year. No investigation was opened. No disclosure was flagged. Her filings were on time. In my office, on time means compliant. Compliant means closed.
I want to tell you about the fine.
$200. That is the maximum penalty for violating the STOCK Act's disclosure requirements. $200 for a member of Congress whose portfolio gained $4.7 million in a single quarter. I calculated what $200 represents as a percentage of $4.7 million. It is 0.004%. I could not find a comparison that made it meaningful. It is less than the price of the parking pass in the Rayburn garage. It is less than lunch at the members' dining room if you order the crab cakes, which I am told are excellent though I eat at my desk.
Since 2012, thirty-one bills have been introduced to restrict congressional trading. I keep a list. The list is longer than the STOCK Act itself.
On March 5th, 2026, a representative from Michigan introduced the thirty-second. He called it the "No Getting Rich in Congress Act." The bill would prohibit the President, Vice President, members of Congress, and their spouses from trading individual stocks, cryptocurrency, futures, and commodities while in office.
The bill was referred to committee. The committee has not scheduled a hearing. The committee is chaired by a member whose spouse executed $2.1 million in trades last year.
The bill will be reviewed. In my office, reviewed means read. Read means acknowledged. Acknowledged means a status has been assigned. A status is the absence of an action that has been given a name so it looks like one.
The soldier used classified information to make $409,881 on a prediction market. He has been charged with five federal crimes. The Department of Justice announced the case on the same day I processed three disclosures from members who traded on committee knowledge worth a combined $3.8 million.
The difference between the soldier and the members is not what they did. It is the building they did it in. He did it from Fort Bragg. They did it from the Capitol. He used a prediction market. They used the New York Stock Exchange. He bet on a military operation. They bet on the legislation they write.
He did not write the law. They did. They wrote the STOCK Act. Then they funded its enforcement at zero dollars. Then they set its maximum penalty at $200. Then they gave my office the authority to waive it. Then they traded $635 million.
The soldier flew to Caracas. He breached a compound. He put his body between a mission and a bullet. The people who ordered the operation were in a building with a credenza and sparkling water. They did not go to Caracas. They went to their brokerage accounts. The soldier made $409,881 and is now in federal custody. The people who knew what he was going to do before he did it made more and filed less. His prosecution is not a failure of the system. It is the system. One conviction per decade, at the lowest level, so the briefing slides can say enforcement exists. The $409,881 is not the crime. It is the cost of making $635 million look supervised.
In my field, we call this self-regulation.
The soldier's Polymarket account has been frozen. His military career is over. He will spend years in federal prison. My office will process every congressional disclosure filed this year. Every trade logged. Every $200 fine calculated and waived. The system is immaculate.
Fourteen years. Zero prosecutions. $635 million a year. A 16,930% return.
I have not leaked a document. I have not filed a complaint. I have not deviated from the process one single time. The process was written by the people whose forms I process.
As long as the disclosures go up and the cases don't, my performance review says I am meeting expectations.
My lanyard still says ETHICS. In eleven years, nobody has asked me to define the word.
Here’s how to restore people’s confidence in our elections:
1. Go back to an election DAY, not an election month.
2. Require people to prove they are who they say they are when they vote.