55 years ago, Rhodesia was a crown jewel of civilization in Africa.
Today, it is squalid and destitute, having been "liberated" by violent Marxists.
Everywhere, Marxists have chosen squalor, calling it freedom.
That is what they are trying to do here.
Watch the pattern. It only ever runs one way.
When butter was demonised, Unilever was ready with margarine.
When lard and tallow were demonised, Procter and Gamble was ready with Crisco.
When eggs were demonised, Kellogg's was ready with a bowl of cereal.
When red meat was demonised, Cargill was ready with soy.
When breastfeeding was demonised as backward, Nestlé was ready with formula.
When leather was demonised, BASF was ready with plastic cut to look like hide.
When wool was demonised, ExxonMobil was ready with the feedstock for polyester.
When animal fat itself was demonised, seed oil climbed from industrial waste to the most used cooking fat on earth.
Every one of them was a food or a fibre humans had thrived on for thousands of years, condemned at the exact moment a cheaper factory copy was sitting ready on the shelf.
The product came first. The science came trotting along behind it, right on cue, the instant there was a substitute to sell.
Follow the money. The advice starts to make a great deal more sense.
🇺🇸 Congress just passed a bill that could force you to upload your ID or scan your face to use the internet.
It is called the KIDS Act, and almost nobody wants to vote against protecting children online.
That is exactly the problem.
Last week the House passed it 267 to 117. It bundles 14 digital safety bills together, anchored by a revised version of the Kids Online Safety Act.
The bill says it does not require age verification. It even includes a disclaimer saying so.
The catch is one clause away. Platforms get held liable if they "knew or should have known" a user was a minor.
That is a low bar. It means a regulator decides after the fact whether a company should have figured out someone was 15. No platform wants to gamble on that, so the safe move is to just verify everyone.
Here is where "protect the kids" quietly flips. To prove you are not a minor, you have to prove you are an adult. Driver's licenses, passports, or a facial scan to log on.
The net does not catch children. It catches all of us.
Then there is the security problem. Force millions of people to upload IDs everywhere, and somebody ends up sitting on a giant pile of passport scans and face data.
The Tea app showed how it goes. It required a selfie and a government ID, promised to delete them right after, and did not. In July 2025, about 13,000 of those IDs and selfies leaked onto 4chan, some still carrying GPS data that let someone map where users lived.
The KIDS Act would mandate that exact collection across the whole internet.
Kids do run into real harm online, and wanting to fix that is fair. But this fix builds a surveillance system that touches every adult. Rep. Thomas Massie called it a Trojan horse bill.
It now heads to the Senate. The real question is simple. Is protecting kids online worth building an internet where everyone has to prove who they are just to log on?
Source: EFF, ACLU, R Street Institute, NBC News, The Hill / Writer: Julie
The question is not whether education should help students find employment.
Of course it should.
The question is whether preparing students for employment is enough.
For most of human history, the answer would have been no.
NEW: Migrants in Mexico told me they are glad Democrats have worked to defund DHS/ICE and they are waiting for Trump to not be president so they can enter the U.S.
"But that is okay, they should remove [DHS funding]."
"Once he leaves, we will head north. Why not?"
WATCH:
The gun is the great equalizer. It allows the weak to resist the strong, the ordinary person to stand against the violent, and the individual to remain more than a subject.
That is why gun rights are arguably the most important rights we have. Every other right depends on your ability to defend it. Speech, property, privacy, and liberty all become fragile when the state holds an uncontested monopoly on force.
A disarmed population depends on permission. A free population does not.
For Father's Day
The Seed That Alfred’s Fathers Planted
by E.M. Burlingame
Fathers. And you who would be fathers. On this day I bring you no new words. What I must say to every man who still feels the old fire in his chest, I would have said yesterday and will say again tomorrow. But upon this field of battle forming before us, I will speak it plainly now.
Go back with me before Runnymede, before any charter or parliament, before the long road that led to rights written on parchment. Go back to the time when the English peoples were scattered kingdoms and the sea itself poured forth an endless tide of Northmen who came to burn the monasteries, slaughter families, and erase the memory of who we were. In those days a father named Egbert rose in Wessex and gathered what could still be gathered. His son Æthelwulf fought the invaders year after bloody year, holding ground with everything he had while kingdoms around him collapsed into ash and silence. And Æthelwulf’s son—the one we call Alfred—learned from his father and his father’s father what it means to refuse the end. He did not fight only for victory. He fought so that something would remain: the learning, the law, the tongue, the code that made his people a people and not merely another tribe ground under foreign boots. When all seemed lost he went into the marshes, gathered the broken remnants, and struck back—not for glory, but so the seed would live for those who came after. That is the beginning. Not conquest. Not empire. A father’s stubborn, bloody decision that the inheritance would not die on his watch.
And from that day to this, it has been fathers who carried that seed forward. Fathers who built. Fathers who sustained. Fathers who shed their own blood and, when necessity demanded, the blood of others, so that the line would hold.
Honor them now. All of them, yours and his and his, all the way back.
Honor the fathers who stood shield to shield in the shieldwall, who swung the axe at Hastings and lost, yet bent the Norman storm to the old ways and made the conqueror speak their law. Honor the fathers who fought through the Wars of the Roses, English blood on English steel, a family quarrel that tore the land apart and yet birthed a stronger order. Honor the fathers of the Civil War who, in a foreign fueled and funded bloody brothers war, nearly ended what their fathers had wrought. Honor the fathers who crossed the gray Atlantic with nothing but that seed and their own two hands and planted it in new soil, where the Common Man, great and small alike, became the living foundation of nations.
Honor the fathers who bled on a hundred fields from the Somme to the Ardennes, who stormed the beaches of Normandy, who raised the flag on Iwo Jima, who held the line at Kapyong and Khe Sanh. Honor the fathers of the long Cold War, who stood the watch through decades of shadow and proxy, in Berlin and Korea and a thousand places that never made the history books. Honor the fathers of the Global War on Terror, who put on the armor again after the towers fell and fought in the dust of Fallujah, the valleys of Kunar, the streets of Sadr City, who came home in flag-draped coffins or with invisible wounds, and whose sons now wear the same uniform.
And honor, too, the fathers fighting today’s near-invisible wars—the men of law enforcement who walk the thin line in our own streets, who wear the badge while their families pray they come home, who face an enemy that does not mass on a border but hides in plain sight, organized crime and those radicalized by ideologies that hate everything we are. Honor the men of counterinsurgency and intelligence, the fathers who cannot tell their children where they go or what they do, who fight the quiet, grinding war against those who would hollow us out from within. These are not separate struggles. They are one war, stretching back to Alfred’s marshes, and the men who wage it have always been fathers, or the sons of fathers who taught them what it costs to be a man.
That seed grew into the civilization we call the Anglosphere—the fullest expression yet of the idea that responsible men can order their own lives under a law that even the highest must respect, that a father can earn his place by his own hands and hand something better to his sons and daughters, that the door stays open to any who will carry their share without demanding the house be burned down first.
Now the seed is in our hands.
And the threat we face is unlike any our fathers or their fathers ever faced back to the beginning.
The old threats came from outside—longships on the horizon, armies on the march, empires that wanted our land or our submission or our extinction. Our fathers could see them coming. Could meet them with steel and with the knowledge that their backs were to their own hearths. The threat today lives here at home, and it moves at every level at once. Some of it is overt: laws and policies and institutions that weaken the family, that teach children to despise the fathers who built the roof over their heads, that open borders so wide that those who enter no longer come to join what we are but to replace it. Some of it is clandestine and covert—the quiet, patient work of foreigners and of men among us who have been bought or turned, or who were born wrong, guiding the rot from inside, shaping what is taught in schools, what is enforced in courts, what is celebrated in public and what is shamed into silence. They work in the family where fathers are told they are optional or dangerous. They work in the smallest communities where local voices are drowned by distant money and distant rules. They work in the nations where the machinery of government has been captured by people who no longer believe in the civilization they administer. They work across the entire Anglosphere, the same patterns repeating coordinated by hands that hate what we were, are, and what we still could be.
This is the greatest fight for survival our civilization has ever known. Not because the enemy is braver or stronger in arms. Because the enemy has learned to make us doubt whether the seed our fathers and their fathers planted is itself worth the watering. Because the attack is aimed first at the fathers who transmit it from one generation to the next, then at the communities that sustain it in daily life, then at the nations that are supposed to protect it, then at the whole Anglosphere that has been its greatest flowering. If the fathers grow quiet, if the men who would be fathers turn away because the cost in reputation or comfort or safety has grown too high, the seed dies here. Not on some distant battlefield. In our own houses. In our own streets. In the schools our taxes still pay for. In the laws our votes still shape—if we still remember how to vote as men who know what they are defending.
I am one father among you. I have carried some of this weight in places where the cost was counted in lives and in places where it is counted in the daily choice to speak when silence would be easier. The seed does not care about our comfort. It only cares whether we pass it forward with our grip still firm and our eyes still clear.
So hear me, fathers. On this Father’s Day, the call is older than any of us. Feel what Alfred felt when the kingdoms around him had fallen and the marshes were the last ground left. Feel what every father since has felt when he looked at his children and understood that what he fought to hand them would decide whether the line lived or broke. The love that is not gentle. The love that would rather be broken itself than break faith with the dead fathers who held it and the unborn future fathers who will need it.
Then take your place.
The line is not somewhere else. It is here. It is now. It runs through your house, your street, your town, your nation, and across every people who natively speak our tongue and carry our memory. The threats are real. The hands guiding them from outside and from within are real. The rot they have already caused is real. But so is the seed fathers have carried and watered in blood across more than a thousand years. So is the fire that has never gone out since Alfred’s fathers first refused to let it die. So too is the love of fathers, that thing so reviled and brought near to utter ruin, burning yet ever bright.
Hold it. Hold it for the fathers who came before, whose names you may not know but whose blood runs in your veins. Hold it for the fathers who stand beside you now, on the street, in the precinct, on the wire. Hold it for the sons who are watching you and will become fathers only if you show them how.
The fathers who planted it in the beginning did not have it easier than we do. They had it equal parts hard. They bled. They wept. They buried their own fathers and sons. And they did not yield.
Neither will we.
Not on this Father’s Day.
Nor on any day.
For all days are the days of fathers.
SAVE THE COW FROM GATES- SHARE- LET THEM KNOW WE KNOW...
"THE ELITES WON'T TELL YOU THIS—but the science is clear.
The University of Nebraska just proved raising MORE COWS & eating MORE BEEF saves the planet.
Cows are carbon negative—they produce more oxygen than the methane & carbon they emit."
Courtesy: Valerie Anne Smith on X and @seven7h
DNI Gabbard Confirms Existence of Centralized U.S.-Funded Pandemic-Orchestration Network of 120+ Biolabs Across 30+ Countries
The "existence, history, locations and funding of these US funded biolabs has been intentionally covered up by powerful people," Gabbard reveals.
The most dangerous 77 seconds ever recorded by a psychiatrist just broke containment again.
Thomas Szasz, the man the entire profession tried to erase, looked straight into the camera and said:
“We do not have an epidemic of mental illness.
We have an epidemic of psychiatry.”
Too fat → illness
Too thin → illness
Too happy, too sad, too much sex, too little sex → all illnesses
No free will, no responsibility left — only “chemical imbalances” fixed by products you can advertise on TV while alcohol cannot.
This forgotten 1:17 clip is now exploding across every timeline for a reason.
Jacob
“If I were rich, I would have a plaque made up, and sent to every judge in America, bearing a statement made by Adam Smith more than two and a half centuries ago: ‘Mercy to the guilty is cruelty to the innocent.’”
— Thomas Sowell
It makes me want to pull my hair out, I get so frustrated & desperate for Americans to understand exactly what it is that we have in America, how it differs from our peer nations, & why we’re not in the same social/political circumstances places like Great Britain & Canada are, *yet*.
Do you think that’s just luck? Just happenstance? No. We have a completely different OS, but it is on tenuous ground. It can, & is, being lost. It’s eroding out from under us because we no longer even know what we have. Americans no longer know or understand natural law, moral realism, or what popular sovereignty really means. This is a desperate situation, & we only have to watch & see what Ireland, or Canada, or England are going through to get a glimpse of our near future if we don’t do something about our civic & cultural amnesia.
I have an idea...
Instead of using digital ID to enable public servant government officials to monitor and restrict our most intimate daily activity (sold under the guise of "tackling illegal immigration" or "protecting children from pornography"), why don't we use digital ID to enable the public to monitor and restrict the most intimate daily activity of government officials?
We pay their wages. Not the other way around.
If they've got nothing to hide, they've got nothing to fear.
Blaming women as such will be the standard reaction of the X mob -- but women (and white male politicians, businessmen, and intellectuals) are merely reacting in ways that are consistent with the path dependent dynamics of the diversity system.
When brutal evidence counters the sacred values of the system ("diversity enriches us all"), it does not adjust policy, but doubles down by framing the problem in terms of "far-right agitators," "misinformation," and insufficient "anti-racism" efforts.
As the systems theorist Niklas Luhmann explained decades ago, politics is an "autopoietic subsystem" of modern society: the political order can only reproduce itself though its own logic; it is operationally closed, it cannot be dictated from the outside, it can only be irritated by its environment --- and it can only process those irritations using its own internal moral codes: racist/anti-racist, progressive/reactionary.
The solution of the system is therefore always more of the same: more diversity training, more suppression of videos, more demonization of critics.
"Men who prioritize fatherhood may lose some sleep, gain some extra weight & enjoy less free time, but they can also discover a richer life with greater meaning, purpose & connection. And when it comes to brain health and mental fitness, becoming a father is one of the best things you can do." https://t.co/ddL9y5Ncci
🔻 YOUR BODY WAS ALWAYS CAPABLE OF REGROWING TEETH. THE GENE WAS NEVER MISSING. IT WAS SUPPRESSED. JAPAN JUST PROVED IT BY UNBLOCKING IT WITH A SINGLE INJECTION.
In September 2024, Kyoto University began human trials on a drug that regrows teeth in adults. One injection. New teeth in 9 weeks. No implants. No dentures. No surgery.
The drug deactivates USAG-1 — a protein that blocks tooth regeneration. Remove the block, the tooth grows. Like it was always meant to.
The question nobody is asking: what activated USAG-1 in the first place?
A former molecular biologist — 11 years in a dental research lab funded by one of the three largest implant manufacturers:
"We identified in 2011 that fluoride accumulation in jaw tissue amplifies USAG-1 expression by up to 340%. The more fluoride in the bone, the stronger the suppression. We submitted the paper. Rejected by every journal in 6 weeks. Funding pulled 3 months later. I was told the direction was 'not commercially viable.'"
Not commercially viable. Because dental implants generate $5.4 billion per year. Dentures: $3.8 billion. Root canals: $15 billion. A $24 billion industry built on the assumption that teeth do not grow back.
They did not discover regeneration in 2024. They suppressed it for decades. A mouth that heals itself does not need a dentist every 6 months.
Fluoride calcifies the pineal gland. Fluoride suppresses tooth regeneration. Fluoride was added to your water in 1945. The same decade they built the dental insurance industry.
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Your teeth were designed to regenerate. Something stopped them. Now you know what. Share this.
@ScottPresler You don't need "REALID compliant ID" (digital ID) to do this. You're using their desire to enforce the law to trick Republicans into supporting a back door to enforcing digital ID. Remove the REALID aspect, and you get the same outcome. Call it out.
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