Yesterday was a shit show. 💩. It started weird & got weirder as the day went on. This was the grand finale. Had to pull my weapon for 2nd time ever in the same place where I had 3 years ago during another violent attack. This is Justice Messiah Bottoms, a stranger to Ben & I until he walked onto the Anderson property & attacked Ben unprovoked, then didn’t flee, but calmly waited for police to arrive & when they did, he put his hands in the air & walked towards them. You can hear in the recording he taunts me to shoot him several times …I do not feel the emotion of anger easily. It takes a lot, not because I’m trying so hard not to feel it. It just doesn’t occur easily. But when it does, it is warranted. I sound & look ridiculous when I am angry, or sound ridiculous when trying to raise my voice or yell. I do not like arguing, I do not like raising my voice & I certainly don’t like people putting me in the position where I have to unholster my firearm to prevent people from committing violence towards me, or someone else. Even if you don’t pull the trigger, the psychological & mental trauma exists with the almost. This guy has a lovely history of assaults, protective order violations & other crimes that seem to be primarily violence based & when reviewing footage from when he shows up at the park at about 6:59 PM, nothing is initially alarming about him or what he does, but when you look closer, you can see issues with his body language & his behavior that are indicating that something is not right. I spent all day sending texts & emails regarding what was going on in the park & making suggestions & aside from 1 time in the morning when a patrol vehicle paused by briefly & everyone scattered, I was on the cameras all day long monitoring, documenting, reporting & communicating & this is exactly the type of thing I was trying to prevent. I saw no officers making any sort of proactive patrol or walk-throughs that would have dispersed the increasingly growing in size group of people using & dealing w/ mental health issues, not being addressed, & if you get too many people together like that, it is a recipe for disaster. The officers that arrived for the call, Myers & Black were amazing aside from a little bit of an issue upon their arrival. Now I will be likely going over there in person & adult babysitting today. I watched from the cameras all day yesterday because I see the signs & clues before the 💩 hits the fan & to prevent things that can be avoided by not being lazy, not cutting corners, being consistent & not giving up. Believe it or not this is the short version of everything I have on my mind, so consider yourself lucky cause I’m done apologizing for my communication style & the length of my email/ texts…RIP on that🪦
There most certainly better be a little bit more of a presence today because if it gets even remotely like it did yesterday then I can’t guarantee I will prioritize patience & politeness as highly. Don’ t misunderstand my kindness for weakness. FAFO, 1st & last warning 😉
Today, I’m releasing never before seen intelligence revealing new evidence of past US government funding for more than 120 biolabs in over 30 countries, including Ukraine.
In support of President Trump‘s Executive Order to end federal funding of dangerous gain of function research around the world, and increase transparency and accountability, ODNI will continue working with partners across the Administration to identify where these labs are, what pathogens they contain, and what “research” is being conducted.
https://t.co/pLMD0krc69
A PARENT’S JOURNEY THROUGH YOUTH SPORTS:
Age 5: “He’s got a cannon.”
Age 6: “He’s the fastest kid out there. Coach said so.”
Age 7: “Rec ball isn’t challenging him anymore.”
Age 8: “We tried out for select. Obviously made it.”
Age 9: “$2,800 for the season. Plus uniforms. Plus tournaments. Plus hotels.”
Age 10: “Cooperstown is basically a family vacation, right?”
Age 11: “He needs a hitting guy. And a pitching guy. And probably a mental performance coach.”
Age 12: “I’m not a crazy sports parent. The OTHER parents are crazy.”
Age 13: “We changed schools. For academics. (And also baseball.)”
Age 14: “Showcases are a requirement at this age.”
Age 15: “Ya his ranking just ticked up. We’re cooking.”
Age 16: “He just needs to get seen by the right school.”
Age 17: “The D1 schools want him to walk on. He’ll earn a spot by sophomore year.”
Age 18: “Okay, D2 is actually really competitive.”
Age 19: “He’s redshirting. Strategic.”
Age 20: “He’s focusing on school now.”
Age 21: “You know what? He’s so much happier.”
Roughly 7% of high schoolers play in college.
About 1.5% of those get drafted.
Less than half of draftees ever play one day in the big leagues.
The odds of our kids going pro are somewhere between “struck by lightning” and “find a $100 in old shorts.”
I love youth sports (all my kids play a bunch of them) just keep a good perspective my friends. ✌️
@EricLDaugh@BorenShay The fact that Democrats are fighting voter ID like their lives depend on it tells me everything I need to know.
They KNOW illegals are voting for them. They know they can’t win without them.