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I’m deeply honored to have my colleague and former Chair of the Congressional Hispanic Caucus @Nanette4CA’s endorsement and support in my race for re-election. It was great to have her at the Puerto Rican Parade on the LES yesterday.🇵🇷
Rep. Barragán is a committed advocate for working families and immigrant communities, and I look forward to continuing our work together as we fight against Trump’s cruel immigration dragnet.
What's one of your favorite Dean Martin movies or songs? 🎶📽🎶?
Remembering Dean Martin, who was born Dino Paul Crocetti, born on June 7, 1917, in Steubenville, Ohio. He was commonly referred to as "The King of Cool" throughout his professional career. Martin spoke only Italian until he started school. He was the target of much ridicule for his broken English throughout his school years and ultimately dropped out of Steubenville High School in the 10th grade. For work, he delivered bootleg liquor, served as a speakeasy croupier, boxed as a welterweight and more. Dean began his singing career with local bands, he got his break in 1940 working for the Ernie McKay Orchestra. With Jerry Lewis as a comedic duo, he found mainstream success in 1946. An actor, comedian, and singer, some of his hit songs include "Memories Are Made of This," "That's Amore," "Everybody Loves Somebody," "Volare," and "Ain't That a Kick in the Head?"
SKYNEWS: You sent Putin a letter asking to meet, quite a cheeky letter. Putin described it as rude. You referenced his age and years in power.
ZELENSKYY: You didn't read first version.
SKYNEWS: First version ruder? (Both laugh) You want to share it with us?
ZELENSKYY: No, no.
“I also think of a long lost great uncle I never met, my maternal grandmother’s brother, Rodger. He joined the Merchant Marines during World War II and on D-Day his assignment, along with his fellow mariners, was to sink the older ships called ‘corncobs’ that were sailing in the waters off of Normandy.
A 1,000 yards from shore they would sink ships to provide a secret breakwater for Allied amphibious landing craft; creating an artificial temporary bulwark against the waves (codename Gooseberry).
After scuttling their own vessels, they were then instructed to tread water until a fellow Merchant Marine ship rescued them. As the horrors of the D-Day invasion unfolded before his youthful, wide open eyes, my great uncle spent many hours treading water, unarmed, but that ship never came.
I cannot imagine the death and destruction he witnessed; the sights and sounds of abject horror as he struggled to stay afloat in the salty water, and the helpless nature of his circumstance. Watching so many fellow countrymen cut down as soon as they hit the beach, along with our Allied partners who fought as mightily and sacrificed just as profoundly.
All he could do was to keep from drowning - and bear witness to the infernal operation, the largest amphibious invasion in world history. He also unwittingly saw the frightful beginning of the end of the Nazi takeover of Western Europe.
Hard fought hope, springing and sprinting forth from hell itself.
The brave young men who kept storming those beaches that infamous day, and who served in the skies above, in wave after wave of lethal determination, did so knowing most of them would not come home. All it takes is a visit to the fields above Omaha Beach to realize the enormity and finality of their sacrifice.
The rows of white crosses seem endless at the Normandy American Cemetery; 9,389 graves in Colleville-sur-Mer, France. Another 1,557 names inscribed on the Walls of the Missing. They were climbing those hallowed cliffs into eternity. This is the true cost of freedom.”https://t.co/p29tEODEYa
If you don't like what the Supreme Court is doing, you have one choice. Vote for Democrats. First, take Congress and then in 2028, take the White House. Pass and sign legislation that does what Dems stand for and if the SC tries to neutralize it, expand the Court.
New @BW feature: A landmark case was unearthing new revelations about Amazon's intimate, intensive regulation of drivers it claims aren't its employees. Then Trump put Amazon's former lawyer in charge https://t.co/WhkEoRk0JF
Based on 1000s of pages of records and 50+ interviews
Christian theology and Catholic theology both believe demons exist, but they do not treat them the same way. They share Scripture, but their frameworks, assumptions, and methods diverge in important ways.
To procure an HB-1 Visa you need $20k. Melania spent months in the US on tourist visa & worked illegally doing modeling jobs until she happened to earn $20k. Then Zampolli helped her acquire an HB-1 Visa. Problem here is that it requires a bachelors that she doesn’t have. 1/5
🚨BREAKING: TRUMP JUST HAD HIS WORST MELTDOWN EVER.
Trump completely unravels when Kristen Welker challenged him on his California election claims.
Instead of providing evidence, he called her "crooked" and "stupid," attacked the press, and abruptly WALKS OUT in the middle of the interview.
She did what every journalist should do every time Trump spews his unfounded bullsh*t.
Thank you, Kristen.
i took a 45-minute uber ride home from the airport last night after a brutal, three-day business trip.
i was completely emotionally and physically drained, and my social battery was at absolute zero.
when i got into the car, the driver.. an older guy named kabir.. didn't say the usual "how was your flight?" or turn on the radio.
instead, he just handed me a small, laminated piece of paper attached to the back of his headrest.
it was a literal "ride menu."
it said:
1. *the silent ride* (total quiet, no pressure to talk).
2. *the therapist ride* (if you need to vent about your day, i am listening).
3. *the tourist ride* (i will tell you cool facts about the city).
4. *the radio ride* (we just listen to old jazz and coast).
i smiled, pointed to number 1, and whispered, "silent ride, please. thank you."
he gave me a warm nod in the rearview mirror, adjusted the AC, and drove the entire 45 minutes in absolute, beautiful silence.
it was the most peaceful, therapeutic boundary i’ve experienced all year. i felt my entire nervous system finally reset.
when he dropped me off, i gave him a massive tip and told him, "that menu is a genius business idea. you must get amazing reviews."
He looked back at me and said, "i didn't make the menu to get better tips, dear.
my daughter has severe social anxiety, and she told me that the hardest part of her day is navigating small talk with strangers when her brain is tired.
she told me it feels like running a marathon.
i made the card so that anyone who gets into my car can feel completely safe dropping the mask for a little while."
i walked into my apartment and just sat on my suitcase.
we live in a world that is constantly screaming at us to perform, to network, to be "on," and to over-communicate.
but sometimes, the deepest form of love and respect you can show another human being is just creating a small, safe pocket of silence for them to rest in.
pay attention to the people who give you permission to be quiet. they are rare.