It’s important to know that the social media ban for under 16s is not a ban for under 16s.
It is a ban on *selected* social media for EVERYONE. Until you identify yourself.
Again, you may not like the UFC thing at the White House, but the moment you hung a giant pride flag from the columns and had half-naked “trans” activists exposing themselves on the lawn, you lost all right to complain about desecration.
Oh, Hillary. Hillary, Hillary. You ignorant slut.
As the Senior Military Aide to President Bill Clinton, YOU’RE military aide — the officer who carried the nuclear football in and out of the White House every single day — I saw the “people’s house” up close alongside you. @HillaryClinton
Spare us the sanctimonious lectures. And turn on your replies, coward.
When you and Bill left in January 2001, your staff ransacked the place. Remember?
“W” keys ripped off every keyboard. Phone lines cut. Desk drawers glued shut. Obscene voicemails and vulgar graffiti left behind.
Presidential seals and silverware stolen. Furniture damaged. The GAO confirmed the vandalism and theft. It wasn’t “transition friction” — it was a disgrace.
You trashed the People’s House on your way out the door and now you’re clutching pearls over Trump?
I remember, Hillary. I was there. Remember?
The hypocrisy is Olympic-level, Ms. Clinton. And you know it! You of ALL people know it!
The American people have long memories. Especially this one! Me!
We remember who actually looted the place. Shut up and color.
🇺🇸 Double Shot of Badass Americans: William J. Crawford
He was a janitor at the Air Force Academy for many years. The cadets who passed him every day had no idea they were walking among a living legend.
Born in Pueblo, Colorado in 1918, Crawford was drafted into the Army in July 1942.
By September 1943 he was serving as a Private and squad scout with Company I, 3rd Platoon, 142nd Infantry Regiment, 36th Infantry Division in southern Italy.
On September 13, 1943, his platoon attacked German positions on Hill 424 near Altavilla.
After reaching the crest, they were immediately pinned down by machine gun and small arms fire from multiple enemy positions.
Without orders and completely on his own, Crawford moved forward alone under heavy fire.
He first located one machine gun dug in on a terrace directly in front of the platoon.
He crawled through open ground under fire, closed to within a few yards of the emplacement, destroyed the gun with a hand grenade, and killed three of the crew.
He kept going.
Crawford spotted a second machine gun position firing on his men.
Again moving alone and exposed, he advanced on the crew under fire. When he got close enough, he threw a grenade, destroyed the gun, and eliminated the crew.
He still wasn't finished.
He located a third German machine gun that was continuing to pin down his unit.
Once more he advanced alone through enemy fire, closed on the position, killed one of the Germans with rifle fire. Two other Germans who were there fled.
Crawford, the badass he was, grabbed the German machine gun, turned it around, and fired on them as they were running down the hill.
Crawford had single handedly taken out all three machine gun nests that were holding up his entire platoon.
A few days later he was captured by the Germans. His fellow soldiers thought he had been killed.
He would spend the next 19 months as a prisoner of war.
Because the Army believed he was KIA, the Medal of Honor for his actions was awarded posthumously and presented to his father in 1944.
When the war ended and Crawford was returned home, he had technically already received the nation’s highest award, but he was never formally presented with it.
He would stay in the military until the 1960's, retiring as a Master Sergeant.
He then took a quiet job as a janitor at the U.S. Air Force Academy.
For many years he mopped floors and cleaned the cadet squadrons without ever mentioning his service. Thousands of cadets passed by him over the years without the slightest clue.
Then, in the late 1970s, a cadet was reading a book about the Allied campaign in Italy and stumbled upon his name. He asked the janitor about it.
Crawford simply replied, “That was one day in my life and it happened a long time ago.”
They were shocked to find out their janitor was that same person.
The cadets spread the word and helped arrange for him to have the recognition he deserved.
On May 30, 1984, nearly 41 years after his actions, President Reagan personally awarded Master Sergeant William J. Crawford his Medal of Honor during the Air Force Academy graduation ceremony.
William J. Crawford is an American Badass 🇺🇸
HILLARY & CHELSEA: SOME MORE
I hope y’all aren’t tired of me yelling about the Clintons, because I’m on a roll!🤣
In early January 1997, the Clintons and entourage (including me) were going to St. Thomas, the Virgin Islands, for a presidential vacation. (This is the infamous trip where Bill and Hill were filmed ‘dancing on the beach’). The trip had been planned for weeks and most of the logistics were set. But as soon as Air Force One touched down in St. Thomas, I knew something was amiss.
Mrs. Clinton was very visibly upset. She went off on her immediate staff essentially screwing herself into the top of the aircraft. Loud, four-letter words were bouncing around the airplane like popcorn popping. I approached to get involved and help. Always a dicey proposition with Hillary. Into the breach I went once more. Unarmed and unafraid. 😎
The staff quickly learned that Chelsea, a senior in high school, had left her backpack full of text books in the hotel room in Hilton Head, South Carolina. The Clintons had been attending their annual Renaissance Weekend, a gathering of Democrat government, business, media, and academic leaders. But it wasn’t Chelsea’s fault, of course, because, according to Hillary, it was everybody’s fault EXCEPT for Chelsea. Hillary was specifically hell bent on blaming the president’s valets. Which was sad and unfair.
The president is served by career Navy enlisted men as valets. These valets, Filipino by birth, have a long, proud tradition of serving the first family in the White House going back at least to 1909. In my experience, they were loyal, devoted, impeccable employees. They worked diligently to attend to every detail—no matter how small. But, right now, Hillary had them squarely in her gunsights.
It seemed to me amazing that the idea of holding Chelsea responsible—Chelsea would soon be a freshman at Stanford—never crossed Hillary’s mind.
Kelly Craighead, Hillary’s personal aide, asked me to find a way to get the books down to St. Thomas tout de suite. Chelsea had finals approaching and “needed to study.” We sprang into Hillary crisis mode.
I called back to Hilton Head, catching my fellow military aide before she caught her return flight to D.C. She sounded the alarm, gathered remaining White House staffers, and scurried to find the backpack. Once the backpack was safely in hand, we dispatched one of the president’s valets via a commercial airliner to deliver the goods. He landed and brought them directly to the home the Clintons where staying in. The books were on Chelsea’s bedside table before she woke up.
Just another day in the Clinton White House—the quick assignment of blame, and a relatively minor issue mushrooming quickly out of control.
Just another day living with Hillary Clinton.
EVEN EVEN MORE HILLARY
In the summer of 1997, Bill Clinton visited Denmark. We landed on AF-1 in Copenhagen, boarded Marine One for a night time tour of the coast en route to Kronborg Castle, for Shakespeare the “home of Hamlet.” We landed at around midnight and were welcomed with open arms by the queen and her staff.
Beautiful, historic castle. I was put up in the Scottish Military suite. Beautiful room with a fully appointed spread of meats, cheeses, breads, fruit, and a full bar. All served, of course, with fine china and crystal.
After a phone call with my wife, I made sure POTUS was down for the evening and went to bed.
The next morning, the queen had a breakfast spread for Clinton and the staff. Again, first class.
As we headed to the motorcade to leave for an event and the flight home, I was pulled aside by the Danish military aide.
“Buzz, we have a problem. Your staff stole the china and crystal from their rooms. And took other things as well.”
I was stunned and chagrined. I apologized profusely and told him I’d handle it.
I talked with Hillary and the White House chief of staff and told them what had happened.
They both shrugged their shoulders. No apology. Nobody held accountable. No repayment.
Just another day in the Clinton White House and a group of Ugly Americans.
I don’t want to hear a damn word from @HillaryClinton about White House decorum. Not a word.
Elon Musk got rejected by Netscape. He walked into the lobby, was too shy to talk to anyone, and walked out. Never got the job.
At his first company Zip2, the board demoted him. Twice. They refused to let him be CEO.
He got fired from PayPal as CEO while flying to his own honeymoon. The board voted him out mid air.
He almost died of malaria in 2000. Ten days in intensive care. Lost 45 pounds. A day from death.
His first child died at 10 weeks old.
His first rocket exploded. Falcon 1, flight one. Burned on the pad.
His second rocket exploded.
His third rocket exploded. The last of his money was nearly gone.
Tesla nearly went bankrupt in 2008. The closest he ever came to a nervous breakdown.
Both companies almost died on the same Christmas Eve.
He was sued by investors. Mocked by the people who built cars before him.
His childhood heroes, the astronauts who inspired him, testified against his company to Congress.
The Cybertruck window shattered on live stage in front of the world.
He overpaid for Twitter by his own admission and watched its value collapse.
He was beaten unconscious as a child and thrown down a flight of stairs.
He has said he goes to sleep alone and it kills him.
He failed in public, over and over, for thirty years.
He is the richest man in the history of the world.
The difference was never the absence of failure. It was the refusal to stop after it.
MARCO RUBIO: "Marxism is not dead. If we don’t confront this now, and defeat it, it will destroy this country & everything that has made it special."
Elon Musk: At GM, there's a special elevator only for senior executives. We have no such thing at Tesla.
“I actually know the people on the line, because I worked on the line, I walked the line, I slept in the factory, and I worked beside them. So, I'm no stranger to them.
There are many people at Tesla who have gone from working on the line to being in senior management. There are no lords and peasants. Everyone eats at the same table. Everyone parks in the same parking lot.
At GM, there's a special elevator only for senior executives. We have no such thing at Tesla.
We give everyone stock options. Many people who are just working the line, who didn't even know what stocks were, we've made them millionaires.
And I just want to say that I'm incredibly appreciative of those who build the cars, and they know it.”
New York Times DealBook Summit, 2023
If the federal government took 100% of Elon’s wealth, it would only fund the government for 52 days.
Then it’s gone, and there’s nothing left to take.
The problem isn’t trillionaires.
SpaceX is a company whose mission is *axiomatically* the love of humanity
To extend the light of consciousness
The power of this kind of love is hard to quantify but clearly makes the impossible far more probable.
Thomas Sowell: “No one will really understand politics until they understand that politicians are not trying to solve our problems. They are trying to solve their own problems.”
Thomas Sowell: “What socialism, fascism and other ideologies of the left have in common is an assumption that some very wise people — like themselves — need to take decisions out of the hands of lesser people.”