Kate Young

[Kate Young @ghostspeaks]

I can't wait for @recordstoreday! #saturday #RecordStoreDay #records #Vinyl #excited

[˚₊ @_girlarchive]

who was this??? why have i not heard about this queen until now??

[Kate Young @ghostspeaks]

@future_vision_x The girl’s life

[Kate Young @ghostspeaks]

@elizax650 Roar

[maddie rune🪰 @themaddierune]

Yesterday my daughter saw an elderly woman struggling to reach berries in the grocery store. She told me I should help her, but I told her that she was definitely brave & kind enough to do it, if she wanted to. She walked over & helped while I watched. While we were driving home she told me that it’s really sad that grown ups have to work all the time to make money. She said she wishes grown ups could play, eat snacks & take bathes all day like her. Then it hit me, most of adulthood is just learning to carry invisible things without dropping them on the people you love. Which means most of the bravest things people do are unseen. Somehow conversations with my 5 year old always end up being the most philosophical ones I have. Children have a way of saying simple things that open very complicated doors to your mind.

[Gianl1974 @Gianl1974]

You see folks, as far as I can tell, from the outside, this is what it looks like: America has elected a man who talks and behaves like a megalomaniac, and the rest of the planet is supposed to just trust that he won’t completely lose his grip on reality and drag us all into catastrophe.

You want to steal Greenland.
You want Cuba to “make a deal before it’s too late”.
You talk about bombing or invading Mexico.
You kidnap a President and knock off the peoples oil in Venezuela.
You joke about annexing Canada like it should be a shopping centre car park you can just claim because you feel like it.

Do you have any idea how insane that sounds to the rest of us?

This isn’t tough talk. This isn’t strategy. This is a deeply unstable old man threatening sovereign nations like he’s flipping over a Monopoly board because he’s losing. This is not normal behaviour. This is not leadership. This is not strength. This is a walking, talking international crisis.

And Americans, this is where it comes back to you. Not just MAGA, not just the people who voted for him, all of you. Because when the President of the United States starts talking about kidnapping leaders, annexing countries, and issuing ultimatums like a mob boss, the rest of the world doesn’t get a vote. We just get the consequences.

You don’t get to shrug and say, “Well I didn’t vote for him.” That might fly at a dinner party, but it doesn’t fly when nuclear powers are watching this circus and recalculating their own red lines. This is your system. Your presidency. Your responsibility.

From the outside, it looks like America lit the fuse and then wandered off while everyone else stands around the bomb wondering who’s going to cut the wire.

And let’s be brutally honest. This man is nearly 80. He’s frail. He’s clearly deteriorating. He is not some long term visionary playing chess. He’s at the end of his lifespan and acting like nothing matters after him. That is the most dangerous type of leader there is. A man with nothing to lose and an ego that demands constant feeding.

Why should the rest of the world pay for that?

Why should families in Europe, Asia, Australia, South America, anywhere, have to worry about war, trade collapse, energy shocks, or global instability because America couldn’t get its own house in order?

This is not about left or right anymore. This is about basic sanity. This is about stopping a psychopath before he does something irreversible. Because once a war starts, once a country gets invaded, once alliances fracture beyond repair, you don’t get a reset button.

So yes, this falls on Americans. You got the world into this mess, and you damn well better roll your sleeves up and get us out of it. Impeach him. Remove him. Contain him. Do whatever your system allows, but do it fast.

Because the rest of us just want to live our lives, raise our families, pay our bills, and not wake up one morning to find out World War Three started because an unhinged old man wanted to feel powerful one last time.

This isn’t funny anymore.
It isn’t theatrical.
It isn’t tolerable.

Get this lunatic under wraps before he ruins it for everyone.

[Kate Young @ghostspeaks]

@otokyo__ Duchess

[Bishop Talbert Swan @TalbertSwan]

Flags at half mast speak loudly about who a nation chooses to honor.

When Charlie Kirk, a racist agitator who trafficked in division and grievance, died, Trump moved swiftly to lower the American flag, a symbolic gesture of national mourning.

But when Reverend Jesse Jackson, a global civil rights icon, freedom fighter, and lifelong advocate for justice, dignity, and unity passed away, there was no such urgency. No national gesture. No unifying call to honor a man whose life’s work helped expand democracy and human rights for millions.

Instead, the president took to social media to center himself rather than the legacy of a giant who marched with Dr. King, negotiated for the oppressed, and spent decades bringing people together across race, class, and nation.

Let that contrast sink in.

A figure known for stoking division is memorialized with the full weight of presidential symbolism, while a civil rights statesman whose mission was reconciliation, equality, and global justice is met with indifference.

That is not just an oversight.
That is a statement of values.

History will remember who was honored, how they were honored, and who was quietly minimized.

And it raises a sobering question:
What does it say about the soul of a nation when a divider is mourned with national symbols, but a unifier is not?

Talbert Swan

[Yves ౨ৎ @yvessirae]

If abortion is banned, then leaving a woman pregnant should be banned too.
If women are forced to carry life, then men must be forced to carry responsibility.
Because if she can't walk away from the pregnancy, he shouldn't be allowed to walk away from fatherhood.
Tell me again,
How is it her fault for being abandoned ? while he vanishes with no shame & consequence?
This isn't morality.
This is misogyny in disguise.

[Kia 🩷 @xevekiah]

“I don’t understand why women don’t just report it if it really happened.”
When I was 19, I reported mine. I had bruises. Hospital photos. Text messages of him apologizing the next morning. My friends drove me to the station because I could barely stop shaking. I thought evidence would make it simple. I thought truth would be enough.
Months later, I was the one on trial. His lawyer printed my Instagram photos and held them up in court. Asked why I wore crop tops. Asked why I drank that night. Asked why I didn’t scream louder. He replayed my police interview and pointed out every time I hesitated, every time I cried, every time my timeline wasn’t perfectly linear. “If it was traumatic,” he said, “why can’t she remember clearly?”
Sitting there while strangers debated my pain like it was a group project felt like being stripped again. My messages were projected on a screen. My body was described in detail. My character was picked apart like that was the real crime.
He walked out on bail. I walked out with panic attacks.
That’s why some women don’t report. Because even with bruises. Even with screenshots. Even when you do everything “right.” You still have to survive the assault twice, once in private, and once in public, just to maybe be believed.

[Joe Walsh @WalshFreedom]

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[Susa 𓇢𓆸 @prinkasusa]

My coworker used to take the long way home every night. Two extra bus stops, more walking, more money, more time. One day I asked her why she didn’t just take the shortcut alley behind our building.
She laughed and said, “Oh, because a guy followed me there once and told me he could ‘do whatever he wanted’ and no one would hear me scream.”
So now, every night, she calls a male friend and pretends she’s on the phone with her “boyfriend.” Sometimes she even laughs loudly and says things like, “Yeah, I’ll see you in five minutes, babe,” even when she’s completely alone.
Not because she wants attention.
Not because she’s dramatic.
Because sounding “taken” and “protected” is safer than sounding like a woman by herself.
Men cannot even begin to understand the calculations women make every day just to get home alive.

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

I own a small bakery. Business has been slow. Rent is up. I was thinking about closing.

Last Friday, a teenager came in. He looked nervous. He counted out change for a cookie. He was short 50 cents.

"It's okay," I said. "Take it."

He ate it at a table, looking at his math homework. He looked stuck.

I used to be a math tutor.

I walked over. "Quadratic equations?"

He nodded. "I don't get it."

I sat down and helped him for 20 minutes. He got it. He left smiling.

The next day, he came back with two friends. They bought cookies.

The day after that, five kids came.

Apparently, he told the school, "The lady at the bakery helps with homework."

Now, my bakery is the after-school hang-out spot. It's loud. It's messy. There are backpacks everywhere.

Yesterday, I found a note in the tip jar. It was wrapped around a $20 bill.

"Thanks for helping my son pass math. A Mom."

I'm not closing the bakery.

I think I finally found my purpose.

It's not cookies. It's community.

[Rev. Dr. Boudyka @bdk1521]

Don’t fuck with nurses, man.

[Brian Krassenstein @krassenstein]

BREAKING: A letter from Alex Pretti’s Final Nursing Student:

“I was Alex Pretti’s final nursing student. He was my friend and my nursing mentor. For the past four months, I stood shoulder to shoulder with him during my capstone preceptorship at the Minneapolis VA Hospital. There he trained me to care for the sickest of the sick as an ICU nurse. He taught me how to care for arterial and central lines, the intricacies of managing multiple IVs filled with lifesaving solutions, and how to watch over every heartbeat, every breath, and every flicker of life, ready to act the moment they wavered. Techniques intended to heal.

Alex carried patience, compassion and calm as a steady light within him. Even at the very end, that light was there. I recognized his familiar stillness and signature calm composure shining through during those unbearable final moments captured on camera.

It does not surprise me that his final words were, “Are you okay?” Caring for people was at the core of who he was. He was incapable of causing harm. He lived a life of healing, and he lived it well.

Alex believed strongly in the Second Amendment and in the rights rooted in our Constitution and its amendments. He spoke out for justice and peace whenever he could, not only out of obligation, but out of a belief that we are more connected than divided, and that communication would bring us together.

I want his family to know his legacy lives on. I am a better nurse because of the wisdom and skills he instilled in me. I carry his light with me into every room, letting it guide and steady my hands as I heal and care for those in need.

Please honor my friend by standing up for peace, preferably with a cup of black coffee in hand and a couple of pieces of candy in your pocket, just as he would. He would remind you that caring for others is hard work, and we must do whatever it takes to get through the long shifts. Step outside with your dog, breathe in the world, hike or bike as he loved to do, and let yourself find peace in the quiet moments within nature. Stand up for justice and speak with those whose views differ from your own. Hold your beliefs with strength, but always extend love outward, even in the face of adversity.

Take one step, no matter how small, to help heal our world. Through these acts, carry his light forward in his name. Let his legacy continue to heal.”

[SilenceBeDamned🇺🇸🦅 @SilenceDamned]

From James Hodge on Facebook
“One man shoved a woman to the ground. Another man stepped in to protect the woman. The man who shoved the woman then pepper sprayed the man trying to protect her. The guy who shoved the woman continued to pepper spray them both and the man who stepped in tried to use his body as a shield to protect the woman. The guy who shoved the woman then started trying to drag the man shielding the woman away. The woman shoving man failed to drag the man shielding the woman so several more men jumped in to stop the man from shielding the woman. The woman shover and his friends then stomped, punched, and kicked the man who had been trying to shield the woman. As they assaulted him they realized the shielding man had a holstered gun. The shielding man fought to get free to protect the woman, but never reached for his gun. One of the stomping men grabbed the shielding man’s gun and cleared himself before a single shot was fired. The other men then, after he had been disarmed, shot the shielding man ten or more times despite never having reached for his gun and after he’d already been disarmed.

That is exactly what happened. A man was murdered for trying to protect a woman who’d been assaulted.

He wasn’t a terrorist, he was a hero. He was the one protecting someone and he was gunned down for doing what any decent man should do when he sees a woman being assaulted. Alex Pretti died a hero. Alex Pretti exemplified the best of America and was murdered for it.

If you have any honor, any love for your country, and basic human decency, you will applaud the Alex Pretti and condemn the men who murdered him.”

[jules 🫵🏼🎮 @nfljules]

“You’re Canadian, why do you even care?”

It’s called having some fucking empathy and caring about the rights of people regardless of where they’re from. You should try it sometime.

[James Tate @JamesTate121]

Thirty-five female journalists crowded into the White House Red Room that March day.
There weren't enough chairs. Many sat on the floor.
Male reporters watched from the doorway, smirking. The manager of the Associated Press said these gatherings wouldn't last six months.
Eleanor Roosevelt's strategy was brilliantly simple: If news organizations wanted access to the First Lady—if they wanted to know what was happening inside the White House—they would have to hire female reporters.
No exceptions.
At first, she covered household topics. But when Prohibition ended and reporters asked the President if beer would be served at the White House, FDR smiled and said two words:
"Ask Eleanor."
She announced the answer at her next women-only press conference.
Male reporters had to beg their female colleagues to tell them what the First Lady said.
Week after week, she made real news. She defended equal pay for equal work, low-cost housing, civil rights, and the minimum wage.
The tactic worked spectacularly.
The Associated Press brought on Bess Furman. United Press hired Ruby Black. The New York Herald Tribune sent Emma Bugbee for a few days—she stayed for months, her stories landing on the front page.
Over twelve years, Eleanor Roosevelt held 348 women-only press conferences.
Ruby Black called it "a New Deal for newswomen."
But Eleanor wasn't finished rewriting history.
After FDR's death in 1945, President Truman appointed her as a delegate to the United Nations.
Her male colleagues assigned her to a committee they considered unimportant—humanitarian and cultural concerns.
They assumed she'd do the least harm there.
They were wrong.
She was unanimously elected to chair the UN Commission on Human Rights.
For three years, she navigated Cold War politics and united 18 nations with competing interests to draft the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.
On December 10, 1948, the UN General Assembly voted.
Forty-eight nations in favor. Zero opposed.
When it passed, every delegate rose to give Eleanor Roosevelt a standing ovation.
She called it "an international Magna Carta for all mankind."
She considered it her greatest achievement.
And she was right.
From a woman who sat in a parlor with female reporters on the floor—to the architect of the document that defines human dignity for all humanity.
Eleanor Roosevelt didn't just break glass ceilings.
She built ladders so others could climb up after her.