Seattle politicians wanted "dignity" for delivery drivers.
But their dumb rules led to 1.7 million FEWER orders.
"You're not going to have improved wellbeing for people or increased wages for those workers," says @judgeglock of @ManhattanInst.
When I was Muslim, I never noticed what the Quran doesn’t have.
Dates. Places. Names you can check.
Read the Quran’s stories: no chronology, almost no geography, kings called only “Pharaoh,” events floating in no particular year.
Where did the story happen? When? Under whom? The text doesn’t say. You can’t check it… which conveniently means you can’t crosscheck it.
Now read the opening of Luke 3:
“In the FIFTEENTH YEAR of the reign of TIBERIUS CAESAR — PONTIUS PILATE being governor of JUDEA, HEROD being tetrarch of GALILEE, his brother PHILIP tetrarch of ITUREA and TRACHONITIS, and LYSANIAS tetrarch of ABILENE, during the high priesthood of ANNAS and CAIAPHAS…”
SEVEN historical anchors in one sentence.
An emperor, a governor, three rulers with their exact territories, two high priests.
And people HAVE checked — for centuries, often trying to break it. Skeptics mocked Luke’s “Lysanias of Abilene” as an error…
UNTIL an inscription naming Lysanias the tetrarch of Abilene turned up.
Pilate was called legend by some… until the Pilate Stone was dug up at Caesarea in 1961 with his name and title carved in it.
Luke 1:3-4 tells you why: “Having followed all things closely… that you may have CERTAINTY.”
Certainty. That’s the offer.
One book floats above history where nothing can touch it.
The other planted its flag in checkable ground and said: dig.
They dug. It’s still standing.
Praise the Lord and His mighty God-Breathed scripture.
Government logic:
Smoking is bad - tax it to discourage it.
Drinking is bad - tax it to discourage it.
Gambling is bad - tax it to discourage it.
Income is good - tax it to discourage it?
Green zealots want more socialism and less capitalism.
But socialists have “the worst environmental record on the planet,” @tomgpalmer tells me.
Capitalism often SAVES the environment.
It might sound counterintuitive…but here is evidence:
@samandgreg929 Hey, Jordan never covered the Nike swoosh. He used the flag on the 1992 medal stand to cover the REEBOK logo on the team's warmup suit. That actually was arguably a bigger act of Nike branding on the world stage as the swoosh itself.
I am horrified. I cannot believe it.
I analyzed public databases and media reporting on violent confrontations with ICE over the past year.
Just 9 counties accounted for TWO-THIRDS of violent confrontations with ICE in America.
This is twice all violent confrontations in the remaining 3,134 counties COMBINED.
A violent confrontation in these 9 counties was 590 TIMES more likely than any of these other 3,134 counties.
590 times.
I plotted these 9 counties, and I found that all 9 counties are sanctuary jurisdictions run by Democrat politicians that resist immigration law enforcement.
These violent confrontations are RARE in states and cities where local officials cooperate with law enforcement.
If a police officer pulls me over, and I don’t like the charges, I can have my day in court.
If I get out of my car, stick my phone in his face and cuss him out, I’ll get additional charges and probably arrested.
If I get out of my car and get in a fist fight with him, I deserve to get my ass beat.
If I choose to get in a fist fight with him and have a gun on me, I deserve to get shot if they feel threatened making split second decisions.
All this can be avoided if I simply accept, and respect, the officer’s authority a remain a law abiding citizen.
The fact this is a wild take in America today is laughable.
🚨 GESTAPO PROTESTORS: Minneapolis “ICE observers” followed us for over an HOUR and demanded to SEE OUR PAPERS.
We were told to leave Minneapolis and go to the airport or else.
They claimed that our plates came back as “CONFIRMED ICE” in their database on multiple occasions
🚨 HOLY SMOKES. Trump officials Dr. Oz and Jim O'Neill just dropped a Minnesota BOMBSHELL: They found a former linen factory transformed into 400 Medicaid businesses to generate nearly half a BILLION DOLLARS
To repeat, 400 Medicaid businesses in one building. IT'S FRAUD!
"Why did no one in the state figure out this was a concern? Perplexingly to me, in a place of this nature, an industrial complex that people would not come to for child care or autism care or transportation support, how is it possible this could come up like an abscess in the heart of Minneapolis and nobody was watching?!"
"They generated about $380 million of billing that you, the taxpayer, were putting up. That means roughly each business had a million dollars of billing."
"It's an industrial area. There's no reason that you have a mother bring her child."
"You can't imagine getting extra business support. An autistic child probably wouldn't want to come here. You hear the noise. It's just not a hospitable place."
"The question is, how is it possible 400 businesses billing almost $400 million were able to thrive here?!"
"I think it's because they weren't looking. They didn't want to know that this problem was happening here."
"We're here to figure out why these folks are being defrauded. Why the people who live in Minnesota aren't getting access to the care they deserve because it's been stolen."
I wonder if they realize that by demonstrating their willingness to use force against federal law-enforcement officers, they are setting the stage for the federal officers to use force against them
As I started suspecting a year or so ago, we’re probably losing a trillion dollars a year to fraud. The deficit numbers didn’t smell right any other way.
We don’t have a government “spending” problem so much as a total lack of audit controls on that spending.
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson
NEW: Woman who purposely plowed into an NYPD officer because she wanted to teach him a "lesson," sentenced to just two years in prison.
25-year-old Sahara Dula admitted to investigators that she purposely struck Officer Ruchiran Dias because "he wouldn't move."
"I told the cop I wanted to go straight, and he wouldn’t move, so I hit him. I did it on purpose," Dula said to investigators at the time.
"F**k these cops! He wouldn’t move! F**k these cops, it’s a lesson to him, and hopefully he doesn’t want to be a cop anymore."
Despite the fact that Dias could have been k*lled, Dula was sentenced to just two years in prison.
“The sentence is not nearly enough. This individual tried to run down a New York City police officer. She could have k*lled him," said PBA President Patrick Hendry.
Dula was sentenced by Manhattan Supreme Court Judge Melissa T. Lewis.
House Minority Leader Rep. Hakeem Jeffries (D-NY) is now claiming that extending Obamacare subsidies isn’t additional government spending." That is $350 billion of money spent but not counted. I would not recommend this new math in managing your credit card account...
Americans don’t understand just how special they are, how much light the American revolution brought into the world, and how much all the great competing revolutions of the past 300 years have been a darkness and a blight on the world that has only ever been pushed back by America’s example or American power.
The communists and Islamists and others never liberated a single soul or brought anyone out of destitution into prosperity or helped anyone turn democratic. Only America, with all its faults and fissures and self-doubt, ever did that.
I was asked several times over the past day what I thought of Charlie Kirk’s assassination. I didn’t answer because I was confused by my own reaction, by how deeply and powerfully it affected me.
I thought at first it was because he supported Israel’s existence at a time of normalized bigotry, and that’s probably part of it. But I couldn’t imagine feeling quite this strongly for most other defenders of my people’s right to exist. This went deeper.
Maybe I was sympathizing with the prevailing mood among American conservative friends over the past 24 hours. Maybe. But it felt deeper still.
It felt personal.
Which is strange, because I have no strong views or meaningful knowledge of most of the issues and culture wars Charlie took part in. America’s great debates on gun control, abortion, gender or healthcare are all mostly foreign to me. Yet I felt like I personally lost something in Charlie’s death.
And then it hit me.
Steven Pinker and many others have made this point a million times before, this essential point about America, about the American-led world, and, despite America’s obsessively discussed failings and imperfections, how infinitely better this world is than the world before America.
And Charlie, who hailed from a generation almost defined by its loss of faith in the West, became a kind of engine of renewed faith in Americanness - in the America that any Jew who knows their history can’t help but love.
My people, my own children, could live and thrive in the world Charlie believed in, the world America made, sometimes with its power but mostly by its example.
Charlie was a political pugilist. People may disagree bitterly with him on a dozen issues I scarcely understand. I can only comment on this one small thing - this very big, defining thing - that I know something about.
Charlie believed in the good that America brought to the world, believed it was still America’s fundamental story, and carried that gospel into the American culture wars with the earnestness of the evangelists of old.
May his death, like his life, raise a generation of new believers in that American promise. It isn’t fashionable to say it nowadays, but the truth isn’t always fashionable: The future happiness of humanity still, despite everything, depends on it.