Since anti-gun Dems are going to complain about a Trump appointed judge overseeing the case, here's what Virginia's Democrat senators Tim Kaine and Mark Warner had to say about Young after he was confirmed in 2020.
🚨 In a 6-3 vote, the Supreme Court struck down Hawaii’s rule that banned carrying guns on most private property that is open to the public unless the owner gave explicit permission, holding that it violates the Second and Fourteenth Amendments.
On May 31,America lost a great hero,Medal of Honor recipient Colonel Bruce Crandall.He received his medal for his heroic actions as a helicopter pilot during the battle of Ia Drang, November 14, 1965 in South Vietnam. It was an honor to know you Bruce. God bless you sir. You will be missed. Rest in Peace my friend. https://t.co/rJYbQtv08n
In just 16 months, I went from unmarried road gypsy to a churchgoing married homeowner expecting a child, grilling for everyone at the family get together.
Still on the road a lot, but that’s ok. Feels good man.
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We are doing a small drive to get a few more things for the local VA nursing home’s 4th of July bash.
Proceeds will go to drive and shirts ship in 2 weeks.
Great cause.
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“The plane went silent.”
That’s what passengers aboard British Airways Flight 9 remembered most.
Not screaming.
Not alarms.
Silence.
On June 24, 1982, the Boeing 747 was flying over Java at 37,000 feet with 247 passengers onboard when Senior Engineer Barry Townley-Freeman noticed engine temperatures rising dangerously fast.
Then passengers started calling flight attendants:
“There’s something glowing outside the window.”
Blue light flickered through the engines.
White sparks danced across the wings.
It looked beautiful.
In the cockpit, Captain Eric Moody watched Engine 4 fail.
Then Engine 2.
Then 1.
Then 3.
Within minutes, all four engines were dead.
A fully loaded 747 became a powerless glider descending toward the Indian Ocean.
No thrust.
Barely any radio communication.
No idea what caused it.
Passengers woke from sleep to something deeply unnatural:
The absence of engine noise.
At 37,000 feet, a jetliner should roar.
Instead, there was only wind.
Captain Moody got on the intercom and delivered one of aviation history’s most famous announcements:
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have a small problem. All four engines have stopped. We are doing our damnedest to get them under control.”
Some passengers thought it was a joke.
The flight attendants’ faces said otherwise.
What nobody onboard knew was that the plane had flown directly through a volcanic ash cloud from Mount Galunggung.
The ash was made of microscopic glass particles.
Inside the engines, the particles melted at extreme temperatures and coated the turbines like cement, suffocating all four engines one by one.
At 15,000 feet, oxygen masks deployed.
At 12,000 feet, the crew prepared for a night ditching into the ocean.
Captain Moody knew the odds of surviving a water landing in a 747 were almost nonexistent.
Then he tried restarting the engines one final time.
Engine 4 sputtered.
Caught.
Then another.
Then another.
All four engines roared back to life.
But the nightmare still wasn’t over.
The volcanic ash had sandblasted the cockpit windshield so badly the pilots could barely see through it.
Captain Moody had to land a damaged 747 at night using only a tiny clear section of the side window while his first officer called out altitude and distance manually.
Against every odd, the aircraft landed safely in Jakarta.
Every single person onboard survived.
After the incident, volcanic ash became a globally monitored aviation hazard.
And Captain Eric Moody’s calm announcement became legendary — still taught today as a masterclass in crisis leadership:
Tell the truth.
Stay calm.
Give people dignity.
Even when you’re falling out of the sky.
Actually, I’m a product of the homeless industrial complex…the wildfire industrial complex…the corrupt politician industrial complex. Karen Bass created my campaign. She has nobody to blame, but herself. And maybe Gavin.
It is with great sadness and heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Sam Sianis — the legendary, longtime owner of Billy Goat Tavern and a true Chicago original. Sam passed away peacefully this morning in his sleep, surrounded by his loving family.
Sam was more than a restaurateur; he was a Chicago legend. His tireless work ethic, devotion to his beloved Tavern, and deep love for this city made him a cultural icon and an inspiration to all who knew him. Above all, he was a devoted family man and a cherished friend to countless people whose lives he touched.
Loved by many, he will be deeply missed. May his memory be eternal.
You may not see my scars, but they are there.
I know trauma. I know pain. I also know that seeking help is a sign of strength. I did, and you can too.
This Mental Health Awareness Month, I remain committed to breaking down barriers to care for our Sailors and Marines.
You are always worth fighting for.
🚨@SpanbergerForVA is on notice: 2A rights SHALL NOT BE infringed.
We are closely watching—in the event any unlawful legislation is enacted, we will sue. @CivilRights will protect the 2A rights of law-abiding citizens in Virginia.
2A Section Lawyers are standing by… 🚨
I’m sick and tired of it all.
I’m sick and tired of traitors wearing suits and smiles while they sell us out.
Sick and tired of Candace Owens turning every headline into her personal drama tour.
Sick and tired of hearing about Joe Kent, somebody I’d never heard of three days ago.
I’m tired of MTG's Botox sunburnt face and that cheap boxed bleach job she runs through her hair every six weeks.
Tired of Thomas Massie’s Jerry curls looking like he just rolled out of a 70s porn set.
Tired of Tucker Carlson and that weird thousand-yard stare he does like he’s reading your soul.
And this ain’t just a Republican problem.
I’m calling balls and strikes on everybody.
I’m sick and tired of the Krassensteins flooding my feed with their cry-baby rage-bait, racking up hundreds of thousands of impressions while the rest of us grind.
Tired of seeing JoJoFromJerz's face caked in enough makeup to spackle a house.
Tired of seeing that thing on Ilhan Omar’s head.
Tired of Jasmine Crockett’s non-stop loud mouth and AOC’s horse face lecturing me about “systemic” everything while she flies first class.
I’m sick and tired of people who break the actual law never seeing the inside of a jail cell.
Fraudsters, corrupt politicians, pedophiles on the Epstein list.
I’m sick and tired of hearing “no one is above the law” when it’s crystal clear that everyone is above the law except you and me.
I’m tired of good things happening to bad people.
Tired of the worst accounts on X blowing up while honest voices and talent gets buried.
Tired of Hollywood elites and late-night “comedians” telling me how to live while they snort coke in mansions.
Tired of corporate suits pushing DEI quotas that punish hard work and reward skin color.
Tired of teachers in schools sneaking in agendas instead of teaching real history.
I’m sick and tired of people telling me to live my life a certain way so I don’t “offend” folks with mental illness.
Biology isn’t bigotry, and I’m not rewriting reality to make anyone feel special.
But what I’m sick and tired of the MOST…are the people who hate America.
The ones who burn the flag, kneel for the anthem, and scream that this country was founded on “stolen land” and “oppression.”
The ones who flood across our border, take our benefits, wave their own flags, and then trash the greatest nation God ever gave man.
The ones in Congress who call America “racist” while cashing taxpayer checks.
The so-called journalists who apologize for every American achievement like it’s a crime to be exceptional.
These America-haters don’t love freedom, they fear it.
They don’t want opportunity, they want equality of misery.
They push socialism in our schools, woke nonsense in our military, and shame in our hearts because a strong, proud America stands in the way of their globalist wet dream.
Well I’m here to tell you...
I love this country with every fiber of my being.
I love the dirt in my backyard, the fireworks on the Fourth, the smell of barbecue on a summer night, and the fact that my three kids can still dream bigger than anywhere else on Earth.
I love the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, the flag that flies over my house, and the men and women in uniform who’ve kept us free.
I love that we’re the only nation on the planet dumb enough and brave enough to say “give me liberty or give me death” and actually mean it.
I’m done being polite about it all.
I’ll keep writing, keep voting, keep raising my kids right, and keep standing for the greatest experiment in human freedom the world has ever known.
Because if loving America makes me the bad guy…then lock me up with the rest of the patriots.
I’m sick and tired of the haters.
But I’ll never be tired of this country.
MAGA forever.
It wasn’t America’s gun owners who decided to allow Mohamed Bailor Jalloh into this country; that was the government’s decision.
It wasn��t America’s gun owners who gave him an eleven-year prison sentence when prosecutors asked for 20 years, and it wasn’t America’s gun owners who released him from prison after less than seven years; that was our criminal justice system.
It wasn’t America’s gun owners who decided to allow him to stay in this country after he had been convicted of providing material support to a terrorist group and repeatedly stated that he wanted to kill Americans; that was the government’s decision. It wasn’t America’s gun owners who decided there was no need to keep Jalloh under surveillance.
She’s holding off on signing because she knows Virginians hate it and are already pissed about the gerrymandering nonsense already.
The last thing she wants to do before April 21 is inspire even more Virginians to vote no.
So of course, we must all vote NO.
Secret Service agents responding to the Augusta National Golf Course incident where an armed man took hostages and demanded to speak to President Reagan, Oct. 23, 1983.