Let’s get my position on the Republican Party crystal clear. I’ve been a registered Republican since Bill Clinton turned the Oval Office into his own personal brothel. Now that Senate Majority John Thune refuses to protect election integrity, I am disgusted with my party. I will NEVER vote for a Democrat in my life, but the RINO elements destroying the Republican party are a disgrace. I am a devout follower of President Trump, and as a registered Independent will continue to vote with Republicans when they stand behind this great President and act like Republicans again. Democrats, the ragtag band of con artists and grifters that they are, manage to work together in lockstep, but getting Republicans to accomplish anything is like herding cats. It’s absolutely infuriating.
In his final minutes, knowing he would never meet his unborn daughter, Todd Beamer could have begged for mercy. Instead, he chose resistance. He prayed with a stranger and spoke two words the world would never forget.
It was September 11, 2001. United Airlines Flight 93 departed Newark at 8:42 a.m., bound for San Francisco. On board were 44 people, including four Islamist terrorists who hijacked the plane. Among the passengers was 32-year-old Todd Beamer — a husband and father of two young sons. His wife was seven months pregnant with their daughter.
At 9:28 a.m., the hijackers stormed the cockpit. The plane shuddered, screams filled the cabin, and the aircraft turned east toward Washington. The pilots were no longer in control.
Todd used the seatback phone and reached a customer service operator, Lisa Jefferson. He spoke calmly, describing the hijackers, their weapons, and the situation on board. As passengers began calling their families, it became clear: the World Trade Center and the Pentagon had already been attacked. This was not a hijacking for negotiation. The plane itself was the weapon.
Todd understood that doing nothing meant certain death — and mass casualties on the ground. He asked Lisa for one final favor: if he did not survive, to tell his family how much he loved them.
He had every reason to be afraid. But fear did not stop him. Todd joined other passengers. They spoke quietly, accepted the risk, and chose to act.
Before moving, Todd asked to pray. At 30,000 feet, he prayed with a stranger. His voice was steady.
Then he said: “Are you ready, guys?
Okay. Let’s roll.”
At 10:03 a.m., Flight 93 crashed near Shanksville, Pennsylvania. No one on board survived. But the plane never reached Washington. Investigators later concluded the target was likely the U.S. Capitol or the White House.
That attack never happened.
This was the first successful act of resistance that day — carried out not by soldiers, but by ordinary people who refused to be used as weapons. Todd’s daughter, Morgan, was born four months later. She grew up knowing who her father was and the choice he made.
Forty names are carved into stone at the memorial site — people who chose action over submission.
Todd Beamer boarded a plane expecting an ordinary day. He made a choice that changed history.
That is courage.
I know math is hard is hard for a guy who can’t bench 135, but let’s do a quick supply and demand lesson for socialist NYC mayoral candidate Zohran Mamdani.
If you tax builders and developers more, they’ll build less or raise the price of housing. Dictate what landlords can charge for rent, and they’ll pull units off the market or refuse to do any maintenance. Set up socialized commissaries that private grocery stores can’t compete with, and you’ll close down super markets and everyone will have fewer choices.
New Yorkers are being sold delusions of utopia. What they’ll actually get will look much closer to Caracas or Soviet Moscow.
What if the monster in your hometown wasn’t just a story?
@RichardChizmar blurs truth and fiction in CHASING THE BOOGEYMAN—a haunting mix of nostalgia, mystery, and pure nightmare fuel. The perfect read for spooky season.
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