Dear Sophie Cunningham,
You absolute chaotic saint, thank you. While the rest of the WNBA was busy doing boring things like dribbling and scoring, you ascended Mount Petty and delivered the single greatest athletic achievement of the 21st century: the 22-second Point Heard ‘Round the World. DeWanna rolled up with big emotions; you just hit her with the slow, unblinking finger of doom like a disappointed Victorian ghost who’d had enough of everyone’s nonsense. No words. No touching. Just pure, concentrated shade channeled through one perfectly extended index finger.
I haven’t been this proud since the invention of sarcasm itself. And now, right on schedule, I’m on the edge of my seat waiting for the left to have a full meltdown. Any second now some blue-check PhD in Grievance Studies will publish the groundbreaking essay “The Racialized Finger: How Sophie Cunningham’s Point Perpetuates White Supremacy in Women’s Sports.” They’ll claim your gesture was a “microaggression with macro consequences,” demand sensitivity training for all index fingers, and probably launch a https://t.co/hORTWK0zHN petition to ban pointing unless it’s been pre-approved by a DEI consultant and performed only in the approved “non-threatening” direction. “This isn’t just a point,” they’ll sob on MSNBC, “this is violence. This is erasure. This finger is literally the new burning cross.” Bonus points if they somehow tie it to climate change or student loan debt.
You turned a basketball game into performance art so powerful it broke the internet, launched a thousand memes, and made grown adults point at each other in grocery stores like it’s the new national greeting. The arena laughed until they cried. Your teammates looked like they wanted to give you a standing ovation. And somewhere right now a group of very serious people are writing strongly worded letters about how your finger is problematic, triggering, and needs to be canceled immediately for the good of democracy. Never change, Sophie. Keep wielding that lethal weapon of silent judgment. Keep protecting your squad with the world’s most elegant non-contact foul. And when the inevitable congressional hearing on “Toxic Pointing” begins, just walk in, look every senator dead in the eye, and give them the treatment they so richly deserve. We’re all out here practicing in the mirror like idiots, rewatching the clip on loop, and loving every glorious second of the mayhem you unleashed. This point didn’t just go viral, it went legendary. With breathless, slightly unhinged admiration and oceans of affectionate sarcasm.
There is a difference between what the Bible DESCRIBES and what it PRESCRIBES.
Yes, the Bible describes sinners doing sinful things. That's the whole point: We're not good people who just need encouragement to fulfill our potential; We're bad people who need a Savior.
In fact, the Bible DESCRIBES sinners doing sinful things, SO THAT it can PRESCRIBE giving your life to a Savior who leads you in a new and better way.
There's only 1 guy in the whole Bible who leads a good life: Jesus.
RULES FOR SONS:
1. Never shake a man’s hand sitting down.
2. Don’t enter a pool by the stairs.
3. The man at the BBQ Grill is the closest thing to a king.
4. In a negotiation, never make the first offer.
5. Request the late check-out.
6. When entrusted with a secret, keep it.
7. Hold your heroes to a higher standard.
8. Return a borrowed car with a full tank of gas.
9. Play with passion or not at all…
10. When shaking hands, grip firmly and look them in the eye.
11. Don’t let a wishbone grow where a backbone should be.
12. If you need music on the beach, you’re missing the point.
13. Carry two handkerchiefs. The one in your back pocket is for you. The one in your breast pocket is for her.
14. You marry the girl, you marry her family.
15. Be like a duck. Remain calm on the surface and paddle like crazy underneath.
16. Experience the serenity of traveling alone.
17. Never be afraid to ask out the best looking girl in the room.
18. Never turn down a breath mint.
19. A sport coat is worth 1000 words.
20. Try writing your own eulogy. Never stop revising.
21. Thank a veteran. Then make it up to him.
22. Eat lunch with the new kid.
23. After writing an angry email, read it carefully. Then delete it.
24. Ask your mom to play. She won’t let you win.
25. Manners maketh the man.
26. Give credit. Take the blame.
27. Stand up to Bullies. Protect those bullied.
28. Write down your dreams.
29. Always protect your siblings (and teammates).
30. Be confident and humble at the same time.
31. Call and visit your parents often. They miss you.
32. The healthiest relationships are those where you’re a team; where you respect, protect, and stand up for each other.
The redemption that's possible through God is one of the most amazing things in this life.
He has a plan for each and every one of us, and I've been lucky enough to see the most important people in my life benefit from his grace.
Months of work, condensed into seconds. Watch the transformation of the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool as crews drained, repainted, and refilled one of America's most iconic landmarks ahead of a busy summer season in Washington, D.C.
@KatTimpf Grief is a different journey for everyone & there’s no time table. And, despite what Mr. Brown says, it’s entirely possible for you to be there for your son, as you grieve your Dad. July 3rd will be 9 yrs since I suddenly lost my Dad. Still grieving, but also here for my fam. 🙏🏻
When statistically impossible things happen, we should not be expected as a society to accept them. Evidence of fraud isn’t limited to video surveillance. Statistical impossibilities are hard evidence of fraud.
To you, it's just a Cracker Barrel parking lot. To me, it's where I gave my life to Jesus Christ.
I was 21 years old. I was working at the Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee after some of the worst years of my life. I'd made mistakes. Real ones.
I grew up in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, raised by a mom who worked hard and didn't accept excuses. But I made decisions that should have ended my story before it ever really started. By the grace of God, they didn't. But every day, I was carrying them.
One afternoon, a church group came into the restaurant, just back from a revival. I served them their meals like I served any other table. But something happened while I was serving them. I can't fully explain it to you. The Lord spoke to me. He said, “Stop running from Me.”
It knocked me back.
I went to find the table, and they were all gone. I could see through their windows that they were getting on their bus, and I knew deep down that if I let them drive away, I was going to keep running. So I went outside. The last woman, just as she was stepping onto the bus, turned to me and asked, “Are you okay?”
I told her, “No ma’am, I’m not okay.” I told her the Lord was telling me to stop running.
That whole bus emptied out, stood with me in the parking lot of a Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee, Florida, and prayed over me right there.
I gave my life to Christ that day. Right there.
I still get emotional about it. Because I know what I was before that moment, and I know what He's done since. He gave me a wife who shares my faith. He gave me three sons. He gave me a career, a community, a calling I never would have dared to ask for. He took a kid from Crown Heights who’d run out of chances and gave him a life that doesn't make sense apart from grace.
People ask me sometimes why I talk about it. Why I bring up the parking lot. Why I don't just keep that part private and let folks see the polished version.
I'll tell you why.
Because there's a young man out there right now — maybe in Tallahassee, maybe in Tampa, maybe in Miami, maybe in a small town in the Panhandle — who thinks his story is already over. Who thinks the mistakes he's made disqualify him from the life he could have had. Who thinks God doesn't want anything to do with somebody like him.
I'm here to tell him: that's a lie.
In life, you're not who you are at the lowest point. You're who you choose to become after.
The Lord met me in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. He'll meet you wherever you are.
You just have to stop running.
Dear @WhiteHouse, my name is Rodney Smith Jr., founder of Raising Men & Women Lawn Care Service in Huntsville, Alabama. Through our 50 Yard Challenge, over 6,000 kids across the country have signed up to mow free lawns for the elderly, disabled, veterans, active-duty military, first responders, and single parents. With America celebrating its 250th birthday this year and me also being born on July 4th, I wanted to humbly ask if a few kids from our program and myself could travel to Washington, D.C. to help mow the White House lawn for this historic celebration.
More than anything, I want these kids to see how a simple act of service something as ordinary as mowing a lawn for someone in need can lead to extraordinary places. What better lesson in community service than showing them that helping others can take them all the way to our nation’s capital? I’d also love to bring my American flag-themed mower in hopes that the President might sign it, so I can later auction it off and donate 100% of the proceeds to a nonprofit supporting veterans. It would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to highlight the importance of service, patriotism, and the impact young people can have when they choose to make a difference. 🇺🇸
Mike Rowe had his mother, best selling author Peggy Rowe on his recent podcast.
After her daily morning swim, Peggy saw a woman's backside in the locker room. She had an unusual tattoo on her rear-end, so Peggy asked her about it.
You won't believe what it was. 😂
The erosion of trust in “science” isn’t primarily because people suddenly love conspiracies and hate progress. It’s because major pharmaceutical and chemical companies have repeatedly been caught committing fraud on a massive scale, and too many credentialed experts have been willing participants or silent beneficiaries.
Pfizer alone paid a record $2.3 billion in 2009 (largest healthcare fraud settlement in DOJ history at the time): $1.3 billion criminal penalty for illegally promoting Bextra and other drugs off-label, plus $1 billion civil. They pleaded guilty to a felony. That wasn’t an isolated event; the industry’s total settlements and judgments run into the tens of billions over the past two decades.
When physicians and scientists defend these companies without acknowledging the documented misconduct, kickbacks, ghostwriting, and selective data presentation, people notice. They don’t “run toward conspiracies.” They run away from institutions that have repeatedly put profits ahead of patients.
Restoring trust starts with rigorous, independent science and honest accounting of conflicts, not shaming skeptics.
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