🇨🇦 A woman comes face-to-face with a massive grizzly bear while hiking with her dog in Canada.
Instead of running, she stayed incredibly calm and slowly backed away, allowing both her and her dog to escape unharmed.
Writer: Val
One billionaire family controls the bridge that carries 25% of all U.S.–Canada trade.
The good news? There's a brand new public bridge right next door (and Canada paid for the whole thing).
The bad news? Donald Trump won't let it open.
Here's the story:
For more than a decade, Michigan and Canada worked together to build a new public crossing right next to it — six lanes over the Detroit River, named for a Canadian-born Red Wings legend, built by thousands of union workers. Canada paid the entire bill. Michigan co-owns it. It's finished. It’s a shining example of international cooperation and collaboration, with a tremendous return for both sides: more jobs, faster trade, and lower costs.
So why isn't it open?
Because the Moroun family, who own the rival Ambassador Bridge just up the river, doesn’t want the competition. They spent years and tens of millions of dollars trying to stop any competing international crossing from being built or opening. They lost. So they went to the White House instead.
In January, Matthew Moroun gave $1 million to a pro-Trump super PAC. Then the billionaire called Trump's Commerce Secretary and, just hours later, Trump suddenly attacked the same publicly owned bridge he praised in his own first term and threatened to block it.
Then, the day before the June 12th ribbon-cutting, the opening was called off indefinitely.
It's corruption so flagrant it would be laughable if it weren't so damaging.
Trump is screwing over Michiganders for the interests of billionaires — holding a finished, publicly owned project hostage to protect one donor's toll booth.
So a finished bridge sits closed, Michiganders keep paying the higher tolls, cars and trucks cost more, and a billionaire family keeps its monopoly.
Mr. President: stop playing games. Open the damn bridge.
One Wednesday afternoon, I was driving west on I-40 when my blood sugar dropped very low and became dangerous. Luckily, there was a Burger King coming up at the next exit.
When I was ordering, I told the person on the speaker that I was diabetic and needed food fast. Low blood sugar makes it hard to think or act clearly.
When I got to the first window to pay, I was surprised to see a Burger King worker named Tina Hardy running toward my car.
She squeezed between the front of my car and the building just to bring me a small cup of ice cream. Tina later said her husband was diabetic too, so she knew I needed help.
After I paid, I went to Tina’s window and she gave me my food. She told me to park across the driveway so she could watch me until I felt better.
After I ate, I waited for a quiet moment and then went back to Tina’s window. I took a picture and told her boss what she had done for me.
If you think Tina Hardy did something special, please share this story. I hope Tina gets the thanks she truly deserves from the public and from Burger King’s managers.
Credit: Rebecca Boening
Credit always goes to the original author!
James Robison
What Joyce Carol Oates wrote to Elon Musk on Twitter. I am told it rattled him. I love it.
“So curious that such a wealthy man never posts anything that indicates that he enjoys or is even aware of what virtually everyone appreciates – scenes from nature, pet dog or cat, praise for a movie, music, a book (but doubt that he reads); pride in a friend’s or relative’s accomplishment; condolences for someone who has died; pleasure in sports, acclaim for a favorite team; references to history. In fact he seems totally uneducated, uncultured. The poorest persons on Twitter may have access to more beauty & meaning in life than the ‘most wealthy person in the world.’”
A woman asked an elderly man, "How much do you sell these eggs for?"
The old man replied, "50 cents per egg, lady."
The woman said, "I’ll take 6 eggs for $2.50, or I won’t buy any."
The old seller answered, "You can pay whatever you want. It’s fine. I haven’t sold a single egg today, and I need to sell everything to feed my family."
She bought the eggs at her price, feeling like she had won.
Later, she got into her nice car and went to a fancy restaurant with her boyfriend. They ordered what they wanted, ate a little, and left most of it.
The bill came to €180, and the woman left €200, telling the owner it was a tip.
For the chef of a luxury restaurant, this might seem normal, but for the egg seller, it seems unfair.
The question is:
Why do we always feel the need to show power over a poor seller when we buy from them, yet we are so generous to those who don’t need our help?
I once read something that stayed with me:
“My father would buy goods from the poor at high prices, even when he didn’t need them. He would sometimes pay more than the asking price. I asked him why, and he said, ‘This is charity wrapped in dignity, my daughter.’”
I know most of you might not share this story, but if you’re one of the few who took the time to read it, please consider sharing it. Maybe you’re planting a good seed for someone to see.
Rarely has there been such a contrast between a PM’s performance and public perception of it. It tells you all you need to know about the polarising & pernicious influence of our media ecosystem, including even the BBC’s own TV News.
https://t.co/D8wYlYCMUj
@lawks1 What is anathema to the political correspondent is dull, steady, effective, quiet government. Much better is a rolling drama, even if the political correspondent has to foment and propagate it himself/herself. And f@ck what’s in the best interests of the country.
Step 1: Remove filters in Reflecting Pool because Obama put them in.
Step 2: Give your criminal neighbor who runs "Greenwater Services" a $20 million no-bid contract to paint the pool.
Step 3: Fill the pool with water from the Potomac River, the phosphates from which cause algae blooms.
Step 4: Freshly sealed pool and extreme heat result in a super scum event
Step 5: Direct National Park Service to dump hydrogen peroxide into the pool which causes the paint to peel.
Step 5: Deploy US National Guard to stop people from taking photos of the swamp as a perfect metaphor for the administration.
Step 6: Blame someone else.
I’m curious to know the intent behind this photo. It does not reassure those, like me, who think we may have seen the defenestration of just the steadying leadership the country needs, and which was beginning to produce results.
I don’t think they’ve considered, for a second, how disconnected from the electorate this little tableaux is - complete with the Chancellor in shot, vying for a job no doubt.
It’s also, classless, only a few hours after their leader and PM fell on his sword.
This won’t end well.
As today is so depressing, this is a picture of my favourite rose opening today. If, like me, you prefer old fashioned French scented roses, i recommend Papa Meillant. The scent is intoxicating.
I cannot believe the hypocrisy of particularly the #skynews team, but the #media in general - why has it come to this, a 7th prime minister. Look to yourselves #ukmedia
@PippaCrerar Pippa, you and other media news luminaries seem to have got what you wanted. Now the least you can all do is give Burnham a decent amount of time and latitude to get on with the job before you all get bored and want some more excitement to fill the insatiable news agenda