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[JD Vance @JDVance]

Henry Nowak died the same way a civilization dies: abandoned, handcuffed by authorities who neither trusted nor cared for him, and accused of hate crimes he did not commit. His murder is as tragic as it is enraging. He should still be alive today, and he would be if the last few generations of European elites had stood their ground against the politics of self-hatred and the mass invasion of migrants, many of whom despise the West and the people who love it.

Henry was far from the first to so needlessly lose his life, and I fear he won’t be the last. Each time a life like his is lost, the proper response—the only response—is righteous anger. One of the most important things the Trump administration has proven to the world is that stopping the flow of mass migration and defending national sovereignty is a matter of political will and leadership. Anything else is an excuse.

It is because we love the West that we want to preserve it. We love our civilization. We love our country. We love our children. And nobody—nobody—should ever die the way that Henry Nowak died. May God comfort those who loved him, and may God rest his soul.

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@CartierJ45942 No one can actually be this stupid. Right?

[TaraBull @TaraBull]

California McDonald's employee is recovering after an unprovoked coworker threw hot oiI on him

The assailant then fled the scene.

The local CA media framed the attacker as 'missing at risk man'

Meanwhile, Mainstream Media is SILENT.

This story needs to be shared everywhere.

McDonald's should step up for Jacob Smith, 20, a star employee who worked his way up to a manager position.

Jacob is now facing skin graft surgery.

Suffering the most severe pain in his fingertips, according to mom Amber Smith, after raising his hand to shield his face from the hot oiI.

Jacob has plans to for marriage in February.

Prayers for your speedy recovery Jacob.

[Breanna Morello @BreannaMorello]

🚨UPDATE🚨

The judge told the media not to identify the current witness because he’s a minor.

This witness says Karmelo Anthony was asked at least 15 times to leave their tent—Anthony refused to leave.

The teen says no one ganged up on Karmelo.

Witness adds that Karmelo was provoking Austin.

Witness says Austin Metcalf pushed Karmelo but it wasn’t a hard push.

That’s when Karmelo pulled the knife from his book bag and stabbed Austin.

He adds, Karmelo tossed the weapon and ran off.

The 9-1-1 call placed by the witness was played.

[Dolly Spice- Jones 🌱🎵 @Herb_Minstrel]

And the saga continues…Jesus help me…

To the “anonymous”coward who called in yet another complaint today: I can’t even with ya’ll. Someone’s really got a screw loose, eh?

Now they’re pretending to care about animal welfare…

After spending months trying to get my elderly dog killed, they think they’re going to fool anyone into believing they care about the well-being of our other animals? After the years of harassment, the cowardly anonymous complaints, the constant attempts to use the court system as a personal weapon against us…

Someone had the nerve to call in an animal welfare check claiming our animals didn’t have adequate shelter.

The officer showed up, took one look around our beautiful farmstead, and LITERALLY laughed at the absurdity of it!

The obsession with our family is sick. The lack of shame and accountability these people have to continue to spew lies about us and the way we live is beyond concerning and is pure insanity.

At this point, the accusations have become so ridiculous they’re genuinely entertaining.

So thank you the laughs. Thank you for the free material.

Also. You suck. Go touch some grass.

Oh…#savelucy ✌️

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@netekins @RaineDevries @CrazyVibes_1 You literally said it was about the venue. Make up your mind.

[Brendan M. Jones 🇺🇸 @brendanmjones]

Holy crap. I just had a conversation with an animal control officer who was sent to our house because someone claimed that our dogs had no shelter from the June sun.

He took one look at the ample shelter they have in all three of our paddocks and laughed.

He and I had a pleasant conversation for several minutes, discussing goats, geese, and miniature donkeys. We shook hands and he drove off.

It was hard for me to contain the anger that was bubbling up inside of me - not at the officer, but at the person who called in yet another complaint about me to law enforcement.

To the individual who thinks it is okay to continue harassing us this way, who thinks that law enforcement is nothing more than your cudgel to bludgeon us just because we choose to live our lives on our own property differently than you think we should - you Stasi in your would-be country club - know this: your days of bullying me and my family are over.

I know you are reading these posts of mine. So let me break something down for you. You are not yet famous. Why? Because I have been protecting you. I have extended you a grace that you would never extend me.

Even now - even after your latest failed attempt to bully me and my family - I will continue to protect you. I will continue to show grace to you. But my patience is wearing very thin.

Remember that next time you pick up the phone to call the police over something laughable and picayune.

And you know what? My dog's coming home. Nothing you can do about it. Deal with it.

#SaveLucy

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@Munchkinsnana @CitizenLenz You obviously weren't following or just have no idea what you're talking about. The leaks were fixed.

[Kwaku Lotteryy @kwakulotteryy]

"When you went for your America visa, did you tell the visa officer that you were pregnant" 🤰 ?

"Babies born in the UK don't automatically qualify for British passport, but babies born in USA do automatically qualify for American Passport"

"The pregnant woman did not make it to USA. When she failed to turn up at the America Embassy, the visa was cancelled"

I don't know when this happened but this is wid.

[📹 Border Force Caught in Action]

[Benonwine @benonwine]

Wow this was in Poland the polish people taking the knee for Henry Nowak! 🇵🇱 🇬🇧🙏👏❤️

Just human beings recognising the loss of another human being.

In a world that can often feel cold and divided, moments like this restore a little faith in humanity.

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@nova31990 If he was in fear then why the fuck did he go under someone else's tent? Btw... his black friends disagree with you.https://t.co/oz61jE7tCm

[Reverend Jordan Wells @WellsJorda89710]

🚨 BREAKING TRIAL UPDATE: Coach Vincent Cooper testifies in the Karmelo Anthony stabbing case.

Cooper was assigned to watch Karmelo Anthony right after the stabbing to stop him from leaving the Frisco ISD football stadium.
Moments later, he had to calm down a furious Black teammate of Austin Metcalf. The teammate wanted to go after Anthony, yelling:

“He stabbed my brother!”
He explained Austin was family — they played football together on the Memorial team. 💔

This testimony is hitting hard. Football brotherhood knows no color.
#KarmeloAnthony #AustinMetcalf #FriscoISD #TexasTrial #StabbingTrial #HighSchoolFootball #BreakingNews #Viral #JusticeForAustin

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@usanewshq Above what law. It doesn't seem like she broke any laws.

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@Munchkinsnana @CitizenLenz It literally addresses all of the problems. You weren't following the repairs were you?

[CitizenLenz @CitizenLenz]

Before: Trump is turning the reflection pool into a blue monstrosity that won't even reflect!
After: Oh look, it reflects. It was already reflecting before. What a waste!

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@CrazyVibes_1 I never cry. This did it though.

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

She walked three miles to the vet at 2 a.m. — barefoot, in her nightgown. She had just twenty-three dollars to her name. She placed it on the counter and whispered, “This is everything I have. Please don’t let him die.”

On a freezing Tuesday night in January 2023, an emergency veterinary clinic in a small city in central Ohio received an unusual walk-in at 2:14 a.m.

Not by car. Not by ambulance. A woman. Alone. On foot. In twenty-eight-degree weather, moving through the dark with nothing but urgency to guide her.

She was sixty-one years old. A thin bathrobe hung loosely over a worn nightgown. No shoes covered her feet. They were raw — cracked, reddened, and bleeding from miles of frozen pavement. She hadn’t stopped to find anything warmer.

Hadn’t searched for shoes. There was no time. She didn’t call a cab because she didn’t own a phone. She didn’t call anyone because there was no one left to call.

In her arms, she carried a dog.

A large, aging mixed-breed — something close to a retriever — around twelve years old. Wrapped tightly in a small towel. His body hung limp. His breathing came fast and shallow, the kind that signals something is terribly wrong. His gums had gone pale. His eyes barely opened.

She reached the front desk and carefully placed a small stack of money on the counter.

Twenty-three dollars. Everything she had.

Beside it, she laid a handwritten note, torn unevenly from a notebook. It read:

“His name is Arthur. He is 12. He stopped eating 3 days ago. Tonight he collapsed and couldn’t stand. I don’t have insurance. I don’t have a car. I walked. This is all the money I have. I will pay the rest. I will do anything. Please help him. He is all I have.”

The receptionist looked down at the money.

Then at the woman’s bare, injured feet.

Then at the dog in her arms.

She turned away for a moment, covering her mouth as the weight of it settled in.

The veterinarian on duty examined Arthur immediately. He was in acute kidney failure — a condition that can be treated if caught in time, but only with urgent care. He needed IV fluids, medication, constant monitoring.

The estimate came to $1,400.

The woman had $23.

The vet didn’t hesitate.

“Start treatment,” she said. “We’ll take care of the rest.”

They admitted him as an emergency case. Paperwork could wait. Time could not.

The woman refused to take her money back. She left it on the counter and sat quietly in the waiting room — barefoot, wrapped in her robe, holding the now-empty towel Arthur had been wrapped in.

She didn’t ask for anything.

Not water.

Not coffee.

Nothing.

She just sat there. Waiting.

At 3 a.m., a technician brought her a pair of slippers and a warm blanket. She accepted the slippers without a word.

But when offered the blanket, she gently shook her head.

“Give it to him,” she said softly.

By morning, the entire day staff had heard her story.

Arthur stabilized slowly over the next three days. The fluids began to work. His levels improved. On the second day, he managed a few bites of food. By the third, he stood. By the fourth, his tail wagged again.

And every single day, she returned.

Walking the same three miles. Each way.

Six miles total.

Through the cold.

On the second day, someone from a nearby church gave her a pair of shoes. She wore them without socks, the fabric rubbing against healing skin.

She sat in the same chair each visit, holding that towel, waiting with quiet patience.

On the fourth day, they brought Arthur out to her.

She held him exactly the way she had when she arrived — wrapped close, her chin resting gently on his head. He pressed his face into her neck. She closed her eyes, as if finally allowing herself to breathe again.

The veterinarian told her there would be no bill.

She shook her head and placed the twenty-three dollars back on the counter.

“I owe you,” she said. “This is what I have. I’ll bring more when I can.”

The vet slid the money back toward her.

“You walked three miles barefoot in the middle of the night to save him,” she said gently. “You don’t owe us anything. You already paid.”

Quietly, the staff pooled their own money. They sent her home with medication, special food, and a follow-up visit already covered.

One of the technicians drove them home — the first car ride either of them had taken in over a year.

Her home was small. Just a single room tucked behind another house. One bed. One chair. A hot plate. A worn dog bed in the corner. A ceramic bowl with “Arthur” written across it in chipped paint.

Two photographs hung on the wall. One of a man — likely her late husband. The other of Arthur as a young dog.

Arthur recovered.

He’s older now, slower, but still by her side.

She learned how to give him fluids herself — something that once frightened her. But she learned anyway. For him.

And the twenty-three dollars?

She still keeps it. Folded neatly inside her nightstand.

She never spent it.

Because in her mind, it still belongs to him — waiting, just in case he ever needs it again.

The receptionist who read that note still has a photo of it saved on her phone. She’s never shared it publicly.

She just looks at it sometimes.

Because out of every emergency she’s witnessed — every client with insurance cards, payment plans, and resources —

No one ever gave more to walk through that door than a woman who had nothing…

…and still gave everything.

And Arthur?

Every night, he sleeps safely under a roof.

Curled beside the person who walked through darkness, through cold, through pain — just to make sure he lived.

And now, he never has to wonder again if he’s loved.

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@nettermike There is nothing honorable about this POS.

[Mike Netter @nettermike]

Let’s now introduce you to the woman who’s culpable in the murder of a young lady that was stabbed to death inside the Skyline Chili in Norwood Ohio
She not only gave the animal probation with no bond over a year ago after he assaulted a police officer, a warrant for his arrest was out to no avail.
The murderer was just walking the streets of Norwood for a year until he finally was arrested for the murder of a woman that was just trying to make money for her 2 kids and her ill father.
This is an absolutely heartbreaking and infuriating case. Alyssa “Ally” Hill, a 27-year-old single mother of two young children who was also caring for her ill father, was brutally stabbed to death on June 2, 2026, while working her shift at the Skyline Chili on Montgomery Road in Norwood, Ohio, during the lunch rush.
Feel free to share Aren’t you just sick of judges not “judging?

[Liberty Seeker @ldrumm]

@bAnthonYsr @backformore12 You know he's lying, right? The video doesn't show what he claims he saw.

[Libs of TikTok @libsoftiktok]

HOLY SH*T

Bellingham High School in WA held a pride event where drag queens danced provocatively in front of CHILDREN

They are coming for your children.

You can contact the school here: 360-676-6575