@iamGermania@Airbnb I was paying like $2k for an alleged apartment, but since nothing else like that was available they ended up paying for a house with a pool on an artificial lake. For three weeks.
I liked it so much I now always stay at that development during my winter polo in Indio.
@EmmaRincon@amautajorge Maldita sea los mercantilistas y racistas de mierda que buscan impedir el libere movimiento y manipular el mercado laboral para joder a gente come este taxista.
Y maldita sea los hijos de puta de ICE que cazan seres humanos para un régimen nazi.
@TheFuncGlitch What? This makes no sense. Tenants can stop eviction proceedings by paying the rent owed. The check not arriving would at worst be a dispute over a late fee. Not an eviction.
One of the major issues with USCIS, ICE, and DOS "tough on crime" approach is they do not used reasoned decision making at any step. Here I am writing a response to USCIS' form Notice of Intent to Deny a benefit request because of the client's "criminal record." Turns out, the client was the VICTIM of domestic violence. Police arrested both individuals at the scene of the disturbance so client appears in NCIC. The state confirmed her status as a victim.
Yet, this individual had their SEVIS terminated, visa revoked, and now a notice of intent to deny because she was the victim of a crime. Shame on DHS and DOS.
Venezuelans' gratitude has turned into frustration with the Trump admin. four months after Maduro's arrest, per Meganalisis polling- nearly 90% disapprove of Trump dealing with Delcy and gratitude for Trump has gone down about 40$.... meanwhile nearly 80% think things are going badly under Trump/Delcy and a large majority want elections this year.
BREAKING: major, major victory by @curtismorrison and team!!!
MD federal judge has granted their preliminary injunction against the indenfinite adjudication pause for immigration benefits for nationals of the 75 countries (PM-602-0192 and PM-602-0194). The applications for adjustment of status (I-485s) for the named 89 plaintiffs are ordered to be adjudicated under pre-#travelban adjudication policies but declined to force adjudication within 30 days.
🚨 BREAKING:
🇺🇸🇻🇪 A U.S. special forces soldier who helped capture Maduro just got arrested for betting on his own mission.
-Master Sergeant Gannon Ken Van Dyke, active duty at Fort Bragg
-Wagered $32,000 on Polymarket that Maduro would be "out" by January
-Made 13 bets between Dec 27 and Jan 2, hours before the overnight capture
-Cashed out over $400,000 in profits, routed through a foreign crypto vault
-Now facing five federal charges
-Operation Absolute Resolve extracted Maduro from the presidential palace under heavy fire
The trades were so outsized they caught law enforcement attention almost immediately.
Insider trading on a black ops mission is WILD.
Source: CNN
Dr. Rubeliz Bolivar works at an ER in South Texas and is passionate about educating the public about staying healthy. She was traveling to California with her 5-year-old daughter, who is a U.S. citizen, when ICE detained her despite having work permits and a pending asylum case. ICE is targeting physicians who serve our communities. It is ripping families apart and hurting patients. The Trump Admin should release Dr. Bolivar immediately and end its indiscriminate mass deportation campaign.
Very well written essay on the MAGA voter. This is what we are up against.
Sam is 61 years old and lives in a town where the Applebee’s closed in 2014 and people still mention it like it was a natural disaster. The old factory shut down years ago, but Sam keeps his faded employee badge in a kitchen drawer because he considers it proof that America peaked sometime around 1987, right between the release of Top Gun and the invention of low-flow toilets. He firmly believes the country began collapsing the moment they stopped letting people smoke in restaurants and started putting kale in things.
He wakes up every morning at 5:12 a.m., not because he has anywhere to be, but because decades of shift work, untreated sleep apnea, and permanent low-grade outrage have hardwired his body into a permanent state of agitation. He shuffles into the kitchen wearing camouflage pajama pants and a T-shirt that says “I Stand for the Flag” even though he has not stood up quickly without groaning since 2009. He pours himself coffee strong enough to power farm equipment and settles into his recliner to begin his daily ritual of becoming personally offended by things happening hundreds or thousands of miles away. Within half an hour, he is enraged about crime in Chicago, drag queens in Seattle, wind turbines in California, and a college professor in Vermont he has never heard of and never will again.
Sam spends most of his time marinating in an ecosystem of Facebook memes, talk radio, Fox News, chain emails, YouTube clips, and badly designed websites with names like Patriot Eagle Freedom Truth News. By noon, he has shared seven posts warning that America is under attack by socialists, immigrants, vegans, pronouns, electric stoves, and people who use the phrase “lived experience.” He believes every story because every story confirms what he already feels: that the country has been stolen from people like him and handed over to people he does not understand.
Sam is absolutely convinced he is one of the last remaining “real Americans,” despite living in a county entirely populated by people who also think they are the last remaining real Americans. He misses the America of his youth, which in his memory was a magical place where every man had a factory job, every woman made tuna casserole, every child respected authority, and nobody had tattoos, gluten allergies, or opinions about gender. He is nostalgic for a version of the country that mostly exists as a combination of old pickup truck commercials, Toby Keith songs, and stories his grandfather exaggerated after three beers.
His truck is the size of a military vehicle and has never once carried anything heavier than mulch and emotional baggage. His pickup truck is so large that small birds alter their migration patterns to avoid it. The truck has never hauled lumber, gravel, or equipment, but it does haul an enormous amount of political anxiety. The back is covered in bumper stickers warning that he is armed, angry, and deeply suspicious of the federal government, except for when it comes to Medicare, Social Security, highways, farm subsidies, police funding, veterans’ benefits, and keeping its hands off his lawn. He likes to tell people he is “not political,” which is impressive considering his entire personality has become an endless loop of cable news grievances.
He cannot attend a barbecue, church picnic, football game, or grandchild’s birthday party without eventually bringing up inflation, Hunter Biden, gas stoves, “the border,” or how nobody can say Merry Christmas anymore even though literally everyone still says Merry Christmas.
Then Trump arrived, descending from his golden escalator like a casino-themed prophet sent by God to sell steaks and grievance. Sam had finally found his perfect candidate: a billionaire from Manhattan with multiple mansions, gold-plated bathrooms, and a private jet, who somehow convinced Sam that he understood the pain of a man screaming at the self-checkout machine in Walmart.
Trump was loud, angry, theatrical, and constantly under investigation, which only made Sam admire him more. Every lawsuit, scandal, or indictment was not evidence of wrongdoing. It was proof that Trump was fighting the deep state, the media, the elites, the globalists, the FBI, the Democrats, the RINOs, and possibly the ghost of George Soros.
Every scandal, every lawsuit, every indictment, every accusation became proof that Trump was fighting the corrupt establishment on behalf of “real Americans” like Sam.
At this point, Sam does not support Trump because of policy details. He supports Trump because Trump has become the human embodiment of his anger, nostalgia, confusion, and Facebook feed. Trump says the world Sam remembers can come back, that the people Sam dislikes can be punished, and that all of Sam's frustrations are someone else’s fault.
To Sam, Trump is no longer just a politician. He is a lifestyle brand. He is a martyr, a warrior, a stand-up comedian, a victim, a patriot, and the lead singer of a traveling grievance festival. Sam owns at least three Trump hats, two Trump flags, a Trump coffee mug, a “Never Surrender” T-shirt, and a giant “Let’s Go Brandon” sign in the garage that he insists is “not political, just funny.”
For Sam, that is not politics. That is therapy. Trump is not just a candidate anymore; he is an emotional support billionaire.
He is a spray-tanned security blanket with a private jet. He is the gold-plated, fast-food-fueled mascot Sam clings to whenever the modern world feels confusing, threatening, or insufficiently patriotic.
Trump gives him a ready-made explanation for every disappointment in his life: it is not aging, bad luck, economic change, or his own choices; it is the immigrants, the liberals, the media, the globalists, the vegans, the people with pronouns, and whoever is ruining Christmas this week.
Supporting Trump lets Sam believe there is still someone out there fighting for him.
@aakashgupta If students so want to get out of the meal plan, maybe the meal plan is the problem?
Why is a university so reliant on meal plan revenue?
This seems absurd.
Clearest example yet that PNB have new orders when dealing with protests since Maduros removal.
A police officer attempting to detain a protestor in Caracas today was stopped and dragged away by other officers
#Venezuela
@m_elnaiem@mehdirhasan You abuse the concept of sovereignty by applying it in defense of the Iranian regime. There are many things wrong with Trump's war--that it violates the sovereignty of an illegitimate theocratic dictatorship is not one of them.