Ro Khanna’s family golf courses generated $2 million in profit last year.
That’s enough to cover HIV medication for 1,000 African children from birth through age 18.
He doesn’t have to wait for Elon Musk.
Be a leader @RoKhanna.
Good morning, California.
The stories written are true. Your state owes $22 billion to the federal UI Trust Fund—the largest unemployment debt in America.
California workers and businesses are paying the bill.
Fraud is a tax you never voted for.
As a result of California not repaying EDD from covid years which was mostly fraud, an automatic payroll tax kicks in to recover the money. Another tax on California workers while the state pays full scope health insurance to 1.8 million undocumented immigrants. 😡
You really have to hand it to the Boomers: they spent 40 years using deficits to cut their taxes, rescue their portfolios, and inflate their home values, then handed the bill to their kids and called it protecting Social Security. Well played.
This post has MASSIVE implications for California's future. And 24 hours later, it has ... 678 views.
Clickbait and outrage run the internet, but the cold reality of California's employment sector run reality. And it's bad.
"we couldn't do anything useful for citizens in my 14 years of office allocating 60 trillion USD. but if we can just steal from the rocket science electric car guy, then we can solve all your problems."
The UFC paid for this, not you. You paid for benefits for illegal immigrants and Somalian learing centers. And that's largely why your groceries are expensive.
Hope this helps.
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.
This country. A driveway. My neighbor Dale owns a truck, and I have discovered who actually defends this nation.
Monday, a family down the street moved. Dale's truck. Wednesday, a tree limb fell on Mrs. Carter's fence. Dale's truck. Friday it snowed, and an unspoken signal traveled the block, and Dale appeared with a plow blade like a one-man cavalry.
No one pays him. No one drafts him. He is summoned by need alone.
"Dale," I asked, "who do you serve?"
"What?"
"Who commands the truck?"
He thought about it. "Whoever's stuck, I guess."
WHOEVER IS STUCK. Eight hundred years of military philosophy in my bloodline, and this man in a hoodie has perfected it: a standing army of one, sworn to the realm of Whoever Is Stuck.
In my land, a lord keeps soldiers for his own gate. Dale keeps a truck for everyone's gate.
I offered him my loyalty. He offered me a beer. We were both confused by the other's gift and accepted anyway. That is diplomacy.
I asked what I could do to repay the block's debt to him. He said, "Help me load a couch Saturday."
I have never trained harder for anything.
The couch was heavy. I was not strong enough. I want to say I was. I was not. Dale carried his end and most of mine and said "good lift" anyway, which is the kindest lie in the language.
A man with a truck does not ask who needs him. He has already backed into the driveway.
I cannot buy a truck yet. So I have become the man who shows up when the truck does. Every truck needs a vanguard. Dale has not approved this title. Dale does not need to.
I think possibly the best thing about Elon Musk becoming a trillionaire is how angry it makes a bunch of losers who've never built a thing in their lives.
⚠️ CALIFORNIA OPENED THE DOOR 29 DAYS EARLY... AND ALMOST NOBODY IS TALKING ABOUT IT.
For 29 days before Election Day, campaigns can reportedly see who's voted, who's holding a ballot, and exactly where to focus their efforts.
Then comes the part that will make your jaw hit the floor...
If workers can choose which doors to knock on and which ballots to collect, what does that mean for the ballots they leave behind?
Once you hear how this system works, you may never look at Election Night results the same way again. 👀🔥
Watch the full episode on my YT channel! Link is in the comments ⬇️
Are you sitting down?
There is a NGO for every 273 people in California.
The entire state is a fraud.
Every aspect.
From voting to homelessness to hospice care.
Everything.
And we’re funding it.