MLK'S NIECE
Here's @AlvedaCKing explaining the biggest problem with the SPLC. "I reject the notion that Americans who hold traditional Christian beliefs should be treated as threats or terrorists, simply because we disagree with a prevailing political thought."
Months of work, condensed into seconds. Watch the transformation of the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool as crews drained, repainted, and refilled one of America's most iconic landmarks ahead of a busy summer season in Washington, D.C.
🚨'BASTARD TO THE KING FAMILY LEGACY'
Rep. Jasmine Crockett mocked @JudiciaryGOP for deciding to "parade someone who has the name Dr. King" to "confuse" people.
So @AlvedaCKing responds: "You have suggested that I am a bastard to the King family legacy."
But she is legitimate, and she says she loves God, and the congresswoman.
NEWS: new info on the WHCD shooting suspect, Cole Allen, from the White House. I'll be talking with President Trump about all of this in 30 minutes on @SundayBriefFNC
The suspect’s written manifesto clearly stated he wanted to target administration officials. He also had a ton of anti-Trump and anti-Christian rhetoric on his social media accounts.
ALLEN's brother had notified New London PD (CT) of ALLEN's alleged manifesto he had sent to his family members prior to the incident.
Secret Service and Montgomery County Police interviewed Avriana Allen, ALLEN’s sister, at their residence in Rockville, MD. The following highlights from the interview:
•Allen said her brother had a tendency to make radical statements and his rhetoric constantly referenced a plan to do “something” to fix the issues with today’s world.
•Confirmed ALLEN purchased two handguns and a shotgun from Cap Tactical Firearms and kept them stored at their parent’s home and that their parents were unaware that ALLEN was keeping the firearms in the home.
•ALLEN would regularly go to the shooting range to train with his firearms
•ALLEN was part of a group called ‘The Wide Awakes’
•ALLEN attended a ‘No Kings’ protest in California at some point
A remarkable thing happened in California this week. A pro-transgender Democrat revealed the true ugliness of transgender ideology while trying to argue for his bill to fight "conversion therapy."
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Responsibility for the deliberately engineered chaos is on Walz and Frey. None of this happens in cities where cooperation and following the law exists. Debating this with agitators is a waste of your time, for this is exactly that they desire. Every tragedy is a win.
Winter Storm Fern has descended upon NJ this morning and my @yarboglobal autonomous snow blower went into action.
This is going to be a great test to see if this robot can handle a 6,000 sq.ft. driveway during a major winter storm.
I'm inside sipping a coffee while it's doing its job and so far so good!
One of the things about excellence and virtue is that it doesn’t just stay in its lane. It compounds and spreads across all aspects of a life.
Always beautiful to see a good person (and a good family) achieve great things.
Barack Obama’s ICE chief received an award for 920,000 removals.
Donald Trump’s ICE chief was called a Nazi.
It’s the same person: Tom Homan.
In 2012, Obama deported 409,000 people.
In 2025, Trump deported 290,000 people.
The difference is mainstream media brainwashing.
Friends-
This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die.
Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do.
I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all.
Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints.
There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come.
Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son.
A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears.
Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet.
Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective:
“When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.”
I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape.
But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9).
With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices,
Ben — and the Sasses
This video destroys several liberal narratives:
1) they didn't know who the armed men were - they clearly did
2) she was just there coming home from driving her kid to school - no, she was intentionally trying to stop ICE agents
3) she was confused by all the commands being yelled at her - no, it was unanimous to get out of the car
4) he was confronting her from the front of her car because he was poorly trained - no, he was recording from all angles for evidence for a 18 USC 111 case, the wife even acknowledges that
I just met with the President.
I am recommending a full travel ban on every damn country that's been flooding our nation with killers, leeches, and entitlement junkies.
Our forefathers built this nation on blood, sweat, and the unyielding love of freedom—not for foreign invaders to slaughter our heroes, suck dry our hard-earned tax dollars, or snatch the benefits owed to AMERICANS.
WE DON'T WANT THEM. NOT ONE.