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[Tommy Robinson 🇬🇧 @TRobinsonNewEra]

New Zealand slipping down the path of UK style tyranny.

Police turn up at our friends' @BrianTamakiNZ home to tell him he's being charged with 3 counts of "racial disharmony"?!

[Brian Tamaki @BrianTamakiNZ]

👀WATCH

This morning's visit from New Zealand Police serving me with a summons to appear in Court on 3 x *Racial Disharmony* charges. This Monday morning 9am, Manukau.

This is the beginning of the end of Free Speech in NZ.

[Noa Argamani @ArgamaniNoa]

THREE YEARS.

Three years since the moment my life changed forever. Even now, it feels so unreal that sometimes I still can’t fully comprehend that I was kidnapped and taken to Gaza. Sometimes it feels like it was all just a nightmare I somehow woke up from.

But at the same time, the pain is always here.
It never really leaves, and sometimes, it only gets stronger.

This year, when I went to visit the graves of my friends, I felt like it had somehow become even harder.

Maybe because the hostages are finally home.
Maybe because I’m no longer part of that fight.
Or maybe because everyone else has already graduated, moved to Tel Aviv, and started their careers.

And you remain there, like a memory from another life. A life that was innocent, young, and happy. A group of friends simply enjoying life, dreaming big, with no idea how quickly everything could change.

I miss you every single day.

With every step I take, on every path I choose, I find myself wondering what it would be like if you were still here beside me.

As more time passes, I realize that soon, more time will have passed since we lost you than the amount of time I actually had the chance to know you. And that is something I still can’t accept.

To me, you are always with me.

And for those of us who have lost someone we love, it isn’t easy to watch the world keep moving when some people’s lives simply stopped.

It isn’t easy to live with the guilt of being the ones who are still here. But we have to keep going, because that is what they would have wanted for us.

We have to learn to live alongside the pain.

Embrace it.
Forgive it.
Understand it.

But at the same time, keep looking forward.
Give yourself permission to

LIVE.

[Avi Yemini @OzraeliAvi]

Three years ago today, the world watched Jews being hunted, butchered, raped and kidnapped.

For a brief moment, they said ‘Never Again’.

Then, before the blood was even dry, too many showed us exactly what they meant.

October 7 changed everything.

We will remember the murdered.
We will honour the heroes.
And we will NEVER apologise for fighting back.

Never again means NEVER AGAIN. 🇮🇱✡️

[Israel Defense Forces @IDF]

Exactly 3 years ago, our countries’ history was forever changed. We will never forget the horrors of the Oct. 7 Massacre.

[🇺🇸 Jake Hilton 🇮🇱 @TheDemSlayer]

OCTOBER 7, 2023: SHE KNEW SHE WAS GOING TO DIE.

Libi Cohen-Meguri, a 22-year-old infantry officer, went to the Nova music festival.

She was shot while fleeing the party. At 8:11 a.m., she called her parents and said:

“I’ve been shot in the stomach, I’ve been shot in the arm, I’m losing blood. I’m going to die.”

Calmly, quietly, she understood; these were the last minutes of her life.

She asked her parents to call Tomer, her twin brother, and Maya, her little sister, and said:

“I’m going to die. I just want you to listen to me.

I love you, Yariv. You’re the best father I could have asked for.

Mom, stop screaming. Just listen to me. You are the best mother we could have ever had. Don’t forget to be a good mother to Tomer and Maya after I die.

Tomer, how lucky we were to live this life together. I love you.

My Maya, never forget—you are the treasure of my life.”

When she finished speaking, her parents told her to get out of the car, lie down on the road, and pretend to be dead.

With her last bit of strength, she got out of the car and laid down on the road.

“Mom, they’re coming to shoot me again,” Libi said after lying down.

While her mother listened on the phone, shouts in Arabic could be heard, and then a barrage of gunfire.

It didn’t stop.

It kept going, until the call was disconnected.

And that’s how Libi died—with demonic beasts from the pit of hell standing over her and emptying a full magazine into her body.

Libi died with LOVE on her lips: love for life, love for her family, and love for her people.

Her memory will forever be a blessing.

NEVER FORGET.
NEVER FORGIVE.

NEVER AGAIN IS NOW.

Israel is hunting down every single Palestinian and Hamas terrorist who participated in the October 7th Massacre—to kill them all.

They’re living on “borrowed time,” Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu said.

Sooner or later, every one of these monsters will be found and eliminated.

[Ani O'Brien @aniobrien]

Three years ago today, there was no war raging in Gaza. There was a ceasefire.

Then, in the early hours of 7 Oct, Hamas launched a coordinated invasion of Israel. Thousands of armed men crossed the border & they deliberately went looking for civilians.

They went into homes & murdered families. They killed children & elderly. They abducted men, women & children & dragged them back into Gaza as hostages where civilians cheered.

And they attacked the Nova music festival. Hundreds of young people were dancing in the desert when terrorists descended on them. It is grimly familiar to see Islamist terrorists choosing a place of music, dancing, & freedom as a killing ground. Manchester. The Bataclan. Nova.

There are photographs & videos of what happened that day because, extraordinarily, many of the perpetrators filmed it themselves.

There is a plethora of evidence of sexual violence. There is the intercepted call in which a Hamas attacker excitedly told his parents that he had killed 10 Jews “with my own hands”. They raped & burned bodies, hunted people through fields & into bomb shelters, & paraded terrified hostages through Gaza.

It was an atrocity.

And something happened in the West almost immediately afterwards that I still struggle to comprehend.

Before Israel had even buried its dead, people thousands of kilometres away began finding reasons why the victims had it coming.

Within days, the murderer and the murdered had begun swapping places in the popular imagination.

Three years later, antisemitism has returned with a fervour to Western society with a speed and confidence that should terrify us.

Ancient conspiracies about Jewish power & blood libels have been repackaged in the vocabulary of “decolonisation”. Jewish people around the world have been expected to account for the actions of a foreign government. People have celebrated or rationalised terrorism as “resistance”. Influencers who could not have found Gaza on a map 4 years ago have turned Palestine into an entire political identity.

And an extraordinary amount of propaganda has been swallowed without the slightest curiosity about the people producing it.

So, since the word itself is now treated as an obscenity I will admit that I am a Zionist.

Zionism, at its most basic, is the belief that the Jewish people have a right to national self-determination in their historic homeland & that Israel has a right to continue to exist as a Jewish state.

That does not mean believing the Israeli government is always right. It does not mean supporting every military action, every politician, or every policy. It does not mean believing Palestinian civilians have no rights or that their suffering does not matter.

It means I believe Israel should exist. Shouldnt be eradicated.

If Israel’s objective were simply to obliterate Gaza without regard for civilian life, it possesses the firepower to inflict destruction on a vastly greater scale. But they don’t.

Hamas, meanwhile, has repeatedly made clear that it regards the destruction of Israel (not peaceful coexistence with it). They have turned down peace deals & 2 state solutions.

You can grieve for innocent Palestinians. I do. And you can criticise Israel. I do.

You can also believe that every innocent life lost in this war is a tragedy.

But I will not pretend that Hamas is a liberation movement. I will not romanticise men who deliberately massacred & raped civilians. I will not accept that murdering Jews is morally complicated because the murderers have run a highly successful propaganda campaign.

And I will not participate in the extraordinary collective amnesia about how this war began.

On 7 Oct 2023, people were dancing. Then Hamas came across the border to kill them.

I remember them today.

[Vivid.🇮🇱 @VividProwess]

WOW!! Benjamin Netanyahu brought a beeper to the UN:

“You remember the beepers?

Well, I can tell you this, Hezbollah certainly remembers them.”

Holy shit.

[Sean Plunket @SeanPlunket]

Despite categoric denials from @TaxpayersUnion Nikki Hager is maintaining his claims of sexual misconduct by @JordNZ . As he says in the Dirty Work book he has destroyed all his notes from his anonymous sources he can have no proof of his apparently defamatory claims. Given the tone of the book he clearly bears malice to Jordan Williams. Pass the popcorn!

[Erika Kirk @MrsErikaKirk]

Charlie once said we should be building two statues for every statue that they tear down. His instinct was always to build, not to destroy.

They thought a bullet would silence my husband’s voice but it only made it louder. They think spray paint can obscure his legacy, but it will only spread it further. Every attempt to tear down what Charlie built makes us root deeper and work even harder.

And if you think crossing out the name of Jesus Christ will silence Christians, history has already proved you wrong. We know what it costs to stand firm for Christ and we will stand anyway. God will not be mocked.

We’ll put His name right back where it belongs, clean up the mess, restore Charlie's statue, and keep building.

We will never give up and never surrender.

[Dr Jordan B Peterson @jordanbpeterson]

I first met Charlie Kirk more than ten years ago. At that time, he was very young, and possessed an evangelical naivety that was relatively foreign to a Canadian.

He was truly and somewhat amusingly shocked, for example, at the pervasive smell of marijuana on the streets of Toronto.

It was obvious, however—despite that sheltered mien—that Charlie was someone deeply and singularly committed to a unique mission, and that he would be driven to learn everything necessary to its success.

I met him in person another dozen times after that, and was asked to speak at a number of Turning Point events.

I enjoyed the events. It was a very good thing to see thousands of enthusiastic young people trying to make things better in their somehow endearing conservative American way.

It was also fascinating to watch Charlie develop in sophistication over the years. The bravery he showed in presenting a truly conservative viewpoint on university campuses was part of that development, as was the ferocious skill he developed at debating contentious issues, under trying conditions, for years.

My wife, Tammy, and I met his lovely wife Erika with him on several private dinners. They made a truly admirable and mutually respectful couple. We had plans to make such meetings a regular occurrence—but life, and death, got in the way.

I was not informed about Charlie's murder for several months after it occurred, in consequence of my recent illness. It came as a terrible shock.

It is also truly awful to see what a spectacle has been made of his demise by pathological actors across the political spectrum.

He was a solid, decent, hard-working, truthful, brave person.

We are all—right and left alike—lesser without him.

On the right: because he was an example and a leader.

On the left: because he would willingly talk across the aisle, and in good faith.

There will come a day—and too soon, I am afraid—when even those who vilify his memory will long for the days when people such as Charlie existed, and made such civilized talk a priority.

I had the privilege to sit down with Charlie and talk with him about his life and the world not so many months before that was no longer possible: https://t.co/1b3U5MxGB1

RIP Mr. Kirk. I write that in true sorrow.

[Tommy Robinson 🇬🇧 @TRobinsonNewEra]

Today we remember Charlie Kirk, a brave young man with wisdom way beyond his years, a once in a generation mind and voice.

It was just 72hrs after he was cruelly taken from our world, on September 13th last year, that we held the biggest patriotic rally the world had even seen.

As many were rightfully worried of an attack on us, we had to go on, Charlie would've wanted it, we never surrender.

Our tribute for that great man beamed to the world.

RIP Charlie.

Your legacy will never die.

🇬🇧 ❤️ 🇺🇸

[Turning Point USA @TPUSA]

Husband. Father. Leader. Faithful Servant.

[Turning Point USA @TPUSA]

September 10, 2025, changed America’s history forever.

One year ago, our founder, our leader, and our friend, Charlie Kirk, was assassinated while doing what he had devoted his life to: standing before young Americans and challenging them to think, to speak, and to have the courage to stand for what they believe.

There are no words that can adequately describe what this past year has been like.

We have had to learn how to carry on without the person who was at the center of everything we do. We have celebrated milestones that Charlie should have been here to celebrate. We have stood on stages where his voice should have been heard. We have watched his children grow without their father there to see it. And we have felt the weight of his absence in ways that never seem to get easier.

For the people who knew and loved Charlie, September 10 will never simply be an anniversary. It is the day our lives were changed forever.

Today, our hearts are especially with Erika, Charlie’s children, the Kirk family, and the countless people who loved him. No organization, movement, or mission can replace what was taken from them. We will never forget the unimaginable loss they continue to carry.

But we also remember Charlie for how he lived.

Charlie’s faith was at the center of who he was. He believed deeply in God and trusted that his life was guided by a meaningful purpose. Charlie’s faith in Christ was his armor, which no assassin could overcome. He believed in life everlasting, and it was this unshakable faith that gave him a courage that was impossible to miss. He was willing to walk into difficult rooms, have uncomfortable conversations, and stand firmly for what he believed because he wanted others to know the hope and truth he had in Jesus. Charlie died a martyr for Christ.

Charlie believed America was worth fighting for, that young people could change the course of a nation, and that speech would only remain free if exercised. Always leading by example, he was fearless in the pursuit of truth—no matter the cost. No one taught this generation how to fight the good fight better than Charlie Kirk.

Turning Point shares those beliefs and will never abandon them. Charlie never gave up, and neither will we. Turning Point will continue to grow and meet milestones that Charlie dreamed of.

Today, we are not focused on the chapter numbers, the headlines, or the accomplishments. Today, we remember an incredible patriot, a husband, a father, and a man whose faith gave him the courage to spend his life serving a purpose he believed was bigger than himself.

We miss him.
We grieve him.
And we will never forget him.

One year later, Turning Point remains committed to carrying forward the work Charlie began.

For Charlie. Always.

[Charlie Kirk @charliekirk11]

You can tell a lot about a person by how they react when someone dies.

[Matt Van Swol @mattvanswol]

One year ago today, Charlie Kirk left his last reply on X.

It's one I've never forgotten, because it was left to me on my post about Iryna Zarutska.

I never got to meet Charlie, he was k*lled the next day.

I thought I was radicalized by Iryna's de*th, but nothing could have prepared me for Charlie's.

What I saw from the Left was so horrifying, it shook me to my core and I've never gotten over it.

Even now, I am shaking with anger and disgust going through everything I remember from the day Charlie was k*lled.

I saw billboards of Charlie in my small town vandalized with red paint with truly vile things written on them.

I saw Leftists dancing on TikTok and PLEADING for more violence against other conservatives, including myself.

I will never forget what I saw.

Charlie was light and I saw true and utter darkness.

...but even in de*th Charlie brought light

A few weeks after his funeral, a young man and his wife and kids showed up at our church.

He caught me afterwards and said he followed me on X and came back to church, for Charlie.

A year later, we are now dear friends.

There are a million of these stories.

I remember my wife and I watching his videos together one night last year.

She looked at me and said, "I used to hate him, and I have no idea why..."

Because if you actually listened to Charlie instead of just listening to clips out of context, you realize he LOVED.

He didn't just listen and he didn't just debate.

You cannot fake love, no matter how hard you try.

It oozes from you and you cannot contain it and you cannot force it.

...and when I watch Charlie's videos, especially when he's debating someone he disagrees with, you can see he loves the person he's in front of and he wants them to see the light.

It's beautiful.

...but honestly, some days, when I remember what people said and did after he was k*lled and messages I get weekly from evil people telling me what they want to do to MY family...

I have a hard time finding any of of that love in myself at all. I'm just angry and filled with rage a lot.

God still has a lot of work to do in me.

But then I think about that young dad who walked into our church with his wife and kids.

I think about the friendship we now have.

I think about those children and mine growing up in church because their dad watched Charlie and decided it was time to come back.

I wish I could tell Charlie about them.

I wish he could meet all the people who are going to spend the rest of their lives changed because he was here.

I wish I’d gotten the chance to thank him.

But I still have the chance to live a life better than I did a year ago.

To study my Bible and to understand what I believe well enough to defend it.

...and something I don't do well enough:

To SPEAK UP when staying quiet would be easier, and to love people when I have every temptation to hate them.

I’m still angry. I’m still heartbroken.

But I heard you Charlie and I’m trying.

For Charlie ❤️

[Erika Kirk @MrsErikaKirk]

For all the things that divide us, grief is a universal language and a defining part of the human experience. At some point, every one of us will love someone we have to say an earthly goodbye to.

I am still learning how to walk through each day carrying the grief I feel for my Charlie. Some days I have a vague understanding of God’s plan, others I don’t, but I trust Him completely. He is my only strength. I also know grief can be lonely, and sometimes hearing someone else put words to it makes us feel a little less alone.

I wrote this for anyone who has lost someone they love, anyone sitting in grief now, and anyone who someday will.

Suffering does not get the final word.
Only God does.

My reflections on grief, one year later: https://t.co/ThORDA17Mi

[Kevin Sorbo @ksorbs]

Lindsay Clancy deserves the death penalty.

[Hunter Eagleman™ @Hunter_Eagleman]

I’ve sat through hundreds of jury trials. Private lawyers, public defenders, every type of defense attorney you can think of.

Never once have I seen one of them stand up in open court and put a target on a juror for doing their job.

This clown didn’t argue the law. He outed the lone holdout as a man in front of the whole country. Nine women, three men. Now that juror’s identity is hanging out there for every angry keyboard warrior to find.

Jurors are civilians doing a civic duty. They didn’t sign up to get doxed because some defense attorney couldn’t accept that one person wouldn’t fold.

This kind of garbage is exactly why decent people start looking for ways to dodge jury duty. Dude just made the whole system look like a circus.

Absolutely disgusting.