Mark Adams

MAGA, Tesla investor, future owner of a Model Y Performance, indirectly invested in SpaceX. Occasionally says something smart or humorous, usually by accident.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

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[Rodney Smith Jr @iamrodneysmith]

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. 🇺🇸

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

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[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A potluck. Everyone brings one dish. I have never been so out of my depth in my life.

I was invited to a gathering. "Just bring a dish to share," they said. Simple words. I did not sleep for three days.

Because I understood instantly what this was. A summit. Every guest, a lord of their own house, arriving bearing tribute. And tribute is judged. Tribute is ranked. To bring the wrong dish to the wrong table is to fall in standing before your peers, possibly forever.

So I prepared. I made my finest dish. I carried it to the door with two hands and a straight back, braced for the weighing of my worth.

The first lord arrived with a bowl of orange powder noodles. Macaroni and cheese. The crowd roared. He set it down at the center of the table. The CENTER. I noted this. The center is the seat of power.

The second lord brought a tower of small brown meat orbs in red sauce. "Meatballs," he announced, like a man laying down a sword. They were placed beside the macaroni. A strong showing. An alliance, perhaps.

I studied the table like a battlefield map. Potato salad: defensive, reliable, old money. A vegetable tray, untouched, clearly a hostage offering no one expected to win. And then a woman walked in, raised a flat box overhead, and the entire room turned and CHEERED.

Pizza. She had brought pizza. Store-bought. Still in the box.

I was stunned. She had not even cooked it. And yet the people rejoiced as if a king had entered. I revised my entire understanding of the hierarchy on the spot. Effort means nothing here. Only the roar of the crowd decides rank.

I placed my dish down, humbly, near the napkins. A peasant's position. I accepted it.

And then a man tapped my shoulder, pointed at my dish, and said the words that changed everything.

"Whoa, did you make this? This is amazing. Everybody, you GOTTA try this guy's thing."

The room turned. The room came. The room ATE. My dish vanished in ninety seconds. The pizza woman herself took a second helping and looked at me with respect.

I had won the summit. By accident. With a dish I placed by the napkins.

I understand nothing about this country. I have never been happier. I am hosting the next one.

So tell me, America.

Is there a system to the potluck? A secret rank? A hidden law?

I have decided there is not.

You just bring the thing you love, and everyone eats it, and somehow everybody wins.

It is the most insane way to hold a war.

I will fight in every single one.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@28delayslater Coco is not even in the frunk. The fix is in! 😋

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@MyTeslaMoonship Oklahoma is the worst for that! All Tesla products are illegal to sell here. Even solar.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@MyTeslaMoonship Unfortunately, she's in Arkansas where Tesla sales are against the law, so convincing her to go to Texas to buy one is another obstacle. Stupid, stupid laws!

A test drive might help tho... she's never been in one.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@MyTeslaMoonship My mom is 84 so I understand the reluctance, but it could be life changing for her.

[Elon Musk @elonmusk]

@TRobinsonNewEra Unconscionable.

I am happy to fund a wrongful death lawsuit against these disgusting excuses for law enforcement. They damn well better have been fired.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@OverlyTrev @SpaceX History books, lol.

I agree that this is historic, just the idea of kids studying history via books in the future seems lol worthy.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@MyTeslaMoonship Excellent collection, Martha! Love the little roadster that could... fly past the moon and keep on going! 😎🌘

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@MyTeslaMoonship That seems about right! 😬

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@MyTeslaMoonship @TeslaAiGirl I reported this loser also, Martha. No one can do that to you and get away with it around these parts.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@Nickisbackbaby Well I follow you now!

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Greg Burgess writes....
So apparently Jill and I are on a plane to China with Trump, Elon Musk, half the Cabinet, and a collection of CEOs whose combined net worth could probably refinance the moon.

Totally normal day for Gen X.

And I just can’t stop laughing at how the media spent YEARS telling us:

- China hated Elon
- Trump was “finished”
- America was collapsing
- capitalism was dead
- and everybody important was abandoning the U.S.

Meanwhile, here we are somewhere over the Pacific looking like the cast of Succession meets Top Gun: Retirement Plan Edition.

Remember when China sanctioned Marco Rubio back in 2020 and everybody acted like the geopolitical chessboard had permanently shifted?

Now suddenly everybody’s still showing up to the table because — shocking development — nations tend to like:

- money
- technology
- manufacturing
- trade
- AI
- energy
- semiconductors
- and not being economically irrelevant

Who knew.

The best part is the internet meltdown cycle never changes.

Trump:
“America needs stronger trade relationships.”

Media:
“HITLER.”

Elon:
“I make electric cars, rockets, satellites, AI, and robots.”

Internet activists:
“Yeah but we posted an angry hashtag.”

Cool.
I’m sure Beijing is trembling before your TikTok resistance movement.

And flying with this group is exactly what you think it would be.

Trump walks around the cabin narrating reality like it’s an episode of Lifestyles of the Rich and Geopolitical:
“Great flight. Powerful people. Very high IQ. The Chinese are saying they’ve never seen anything like it.”

Elon looks like he hasn’t slept since 2019 and is simultaneously calculating orbital trajectories and wondering if the beverage cart could be automated.

Meanwhile Jill and I are sitting there like two exhausted Gen Xers who survived dial-up internet, chain-smoking restaurants, lawn darts, and drinking from garden hoses… wondering how in the hell we became side characters in the weirdest timeline imaginable.

Honestly, at this point if Trump walked into Beijing blasting “Danger Zone” while Elon live-streamed it from orbit, I wouldn’t even blink.

Because the people who told us America was over are still tweeting from iPhones, driving Teslas, using Starlink during hurricanes, and cashing checks tied to the same capitalist machine they claim to hate.

Gen X translation:
The world’s still running.
The adults are still making deals.

And the internet is still confusing hashtags for accomplishments.

Carry on.

[Mark Adams @mark7462eth]

@MyTeslaMoonship 😎