The #Braves today selected RHP James Karinchak to the major league roster and designated RHP Carlos Carrasco for assignment. The club also recalled RHP JR Ritchie to Atlanta and placed RHP Tyler Kinley on the 15-day injured list, backdated to June 8, with right elbow inflammation.
When my first little sister with Down syndrome was born I was 13. My dad had just lost a business he spent well over a decade building because of the crash in ‘08. We weren’t doing well financially and already had a big family. I remember going to the hospital to meet her with my other siblings and being so confused. My mom had a miscarriage the pregnancy before and I felt like God was just screwing with us. I remember telling my dad “first mom had a miscarriage and now this?”
And then I got to the hospital and held my little sister for the first time and realized her life is no less precious and special than mine. She has different needs than I do. But I know for a fact in terms of being a “burden” that I’ve been more of that on my parents than she ever has.
When my second sister with Down syndrome came into this world she had even more health complications than the first and they spent weeks up at the children’s hospital in our area. They had to patch a hole in her heart, which is not uncommon for babies with Down syndrome. I visited her up there and she reached out and grabbed my finger and looked me in my eyes and from that moment I knew I’d die for her. Meaning, she had intrinsic worth.
This isn’t “Christian cope”. This isn’t some Libtard appeal to your emotions to get you to turn a blind eye to grown adults who want to leach onto our country to reap the benefits of what we worked for.
I get it. Our empathy and compassion has been abused to the tune of trillions of dollars, thousands of lives taken, and the loss of our nation.
That’s not who these people with disabilities represent. They are ours. And a healthy society has the bandwidth to care for the truly least of their people because they aren’t being ripped off to care for people who are here to take all they can while they can. A sick society sees people as cogs in a massive machine called “society”, which is exactly why we have the limitless immigration problems we have today that I’m so passionate about changing. They cover it in “compassion” when in reality it’s just about shipping in endless low wage laborers for big business bottom lines. And when your society is so busy participating in fake compassion, not only do you lose real compassion for real people, but compassion itself draws a visceral reaction from people who have had their compassion ruthlessly abused.
PS: Yes, the Down syndrome brother thing is a bit. And I’m gonna keep doing it.
How delusional do you have to be to post 100k+ mile cars that are 20 years old and costing $8,000, and think that somehow is proof that kids these days are lazy or entitled?
These were like $500 when I was a kid. That's 16x more expensive. Entry wages didn't 16x.
DOTP now!
every day is a privilege and today is a truly sad reminder of that.
this little boy in this picture hated you on sunday’s. but he loved to hate you, and you made it very difficult to hate and not become a fan when your passion for racing showed, when you would show up to his home town to race at his home tracks. he will be forever grateful for that.
from a fan, to a hater, to a competitor, to a teammate, and to even maybe a friend. i share that story because this little kid in the picture was not anywhere near the true number that you impacted for the better just through racing.
you will be deeply missed. both on the race track, but certainly off.
RIP. 🕊️
Kyle and I had a really challenging existence for many years. But we luckily took the time to figure out our differences and that was something he instigated with a conversation in his bus around how we each managed our racing teams. I was super eager for us to get on better terms. But it was he who made the effort for that to be possible. We did some media together also to laugh through some of the things we put each other through many years ago. Most recently we had even been discussing him running my Late Model at Wilkesboro this summer. He seemed extremely happy and we had planned to meet up next Thursday to get his seat to the shop. He laughed over the idea of his fans and JRM fans having to cheer in unison during that race.
Kyle was one of the greatest drivers in NASCAR history. No one can deny that. But he was also a father, a husband, brother, son, and a friend to many. My heart is broken for the Busch family. I will never be able to make sense of this loss but I am thankful that we had found a way to become friends.
We are saddened and heartbroken to share the news of the passing of Kyle Busch, a two-time Cup champion and one of our sport's greatest and fiercest drivers. He was 41 years old.
We extend our deepest condolences to the Busch family, Richard Childress Racing and the entire motorsports community.
Wow that was some of the worst garbage I've ever seen
Astonishingly lazy. It might be a perfect case study for the mind of the spiteful mutant turbolib
I'm reminded of the King of France during the French Revolution:
"Louis spent his last night calmly in the Temple prison. He awoke early, heard Mass, and received communion from his Irish confessor, Abbé Henry Essex Edgeworth de Firmont. He wrote his last will and testament and entrusted personal items (his seal to his son, his wedding ring to Marie Antoinette) to the priest.
On the advice of his confessor, he avoided a highly emotional final meeting with his wife and children to spare them further suffering.
Louis showed remarkable dignity and firmness, which surprised even his executioners. He removed his coat and cravat, had his hair cut, and allowed his hands to be bound with his own handkerchief (after initially resisting rope, persuaded by the priest who reminded him of Christ’s sacrifice).
He walked firmly across the scaffold. According to the most detailed contemporary account from Abbé Edgeworth, Louis silenced the drums with his presence and spoke in a loud, clear voice:
“I die innocent of all the crimes laid to my charge; I pardon those who have occasioned my death; and I pray to God that the blood you are going to shed may never be visited on France.”
As he was being strapped to the plank, he reportedly exclaimed:
“My people, I die innocent!”
And turning to the executioners: words affirming his innocence and expressing the hope that his blood would “cement the happiness of the French” (according to executioner Charles-Henri Sanson’s own account).
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Eric Kripke and his ilk are children of the French Revolution. They can't stand the idea of nobility or bravery, it disgusts them because it forces them to reflect on their multitude of inadequacies. They must create an imagined world where powerful men are as pathetic as themselves. This is mere wishcasting, dressed up in computer graphics and film.
It's just like The Lord of the Flies, wherein the book depicts pathetic chaos ensuing after being removed from civilizing forces. But in reality, the event that inspired the book had the children cooperate and thrive until they were saved. This annoyed the author, so he rewrote reality itself. Wishcasting.
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Up to the Civil War, Southerners were the undiluted remnant of Colonial America and the early Republic. Our impact was enormous in the Founding. Consider George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, James Madison, and Patrick Henry, who were all Southerners. Arguably, after the stalemate in the North, the American Revolution was won in the South, with the turning points at King's Mountain, Cowpens, and ultimately Yorktown. Of the first 15 Presidents, 11 were Southerners. From 1840 to 1860, the North's population grew by millions, with the influx of Irish and German newcomers, reaching 23 million by 1860. At the same time, the white southern population was 5.5 million. With its much larger population, the North gained complete control of the Federal government. This coincided with the enactment of unconstitutional policies that favored their region at the expense of the South. Southerners in 1860-1861 had become outraged by the Northern tax and economic tyranny in the same way their Patriot grandfathers had been outraged by the British policies enacted against the colonies. The Confederates felt they were doing what their grandfathers had done. This is why so many of the descendants of Washington, Jefferson, and other Southern Founding Fathers, along with many thousands of the grandsons of patriot soldiers, fought for the Confederacy. On the other hand, almost half of the Union Army was either foreign-born mercenaries or sons of foreign-born immigrants.
Growing up in the south there was only one man respected more than Dale Earnhardt. And that was Bobby Cox. Every dad in the 90s wanted to be Dale Earnhardt but all those men admired the true great leader of the South..Bobby Cox. Every summer as a kid you would spend outside playing ball pretending to be Chipper..Klesko..Gallaraga or whatever new ball player the Braves added to the lineup that you learned the batting stance of so you could unload a tennis ball into the trees behind your mom’s garden in the backyard. It was Bobby’s world. He was the general who commanded excellence in Atlanta and we all got to watch live on TBS. From rainouts and Andy Griffith to pennants and World Series the man with the 6 on the back of his Jersey ran a tight ship and that carried over from the tv screen to sandlots across Dixie. If crime dog didn’t let Bobby down then neither could the boys of Keith Circle where I grew up. We started using golf balls and wrapping them with duck tape to form a baseball. ‘Tape ball’ was what we called it. We’d take whatever we needed from Mr. Donnie’s shed as he always was the Bobby Cox of our neighborhood encouraging us to play ball. He’d have the Braves game on the radio at all times it felt like. From Fulton county stadium to my little neighborhood in Williston, South Carolina.. Braves baseball created magic that spread throughout the South that shaped the lives of many young men like myself and the boys of Keith Circle. Without Bobby Cox there was no magic. From the Braves dugout to all the TVs across Dixie.. his ‘take no crap’ aura and ‘play the game the right way’ attitude is the reason he was so beloved and respected. May his legacy be known and talked about in churches and in bars and pharmacies and diners. I know all the old men in Hardee’s for breakfast come Monday morning won’t forget Bobby and will have plenty to talk about as they read the paper and sip their coffee. The South won’t forget Bobby. And neither will I..
..now how bout them Braves
RIP Bobby Cox
This is Robert Morris, the richest man in America in 1776.
He literally bankrupted himself usinf his vast personal fortunate, shipping fleet, and fiscal acumen to pay for the American Revolution.
AOC is stupid.