"There is no challenge Americans cannot overcome, there is no place we cannot go, there is no goal we cannot reach, and there is NOTHING Americans cannot do." - President Donald J. Trump 🇺🇸
31-year-old caller, is caught in a tight spot. He’s working on his parents' ranch, earning $30,000 a year, and trying hard to pay off his debt.
Yet his parents earn over a million a year which leaves Ramsey in shock.
Dave Ramsey: Um... what do they make?
Bill: Oh gosh, I don't know, haha.
Dave Ramsey: You have a business degree, yes you do.
Bill: Yeah, you know...
Dave Ramsey: Haha.
Bill: I would say over a million a year.
Co-host: So, I'm going to say this, and it's not going to be pretty, but I'm getting frustrated. Your parents are taking advantage of you.
Dave Ramsey: This is strange.
Co-host: It's not cool. It's disrespectful.
Bill: Yeah, y'all sound like my wife.
Dear Senator Sanders,
Oh, this is RICH. This is so perfectly, exquisitely, weapons-grade rich that I had to put down my anatomy exams and just... appreciate it for a moment.
The man who got thrown out of a SOCIALIST HIPPIE COMMUNE in Vermont in 1971 — after THREE DAYS — for refusing to do any actual work while everyone else planted, harvested, and hauled water, is out here telling me the OLIGARCHS want to control everything.
Three. Days. The communists gave you a longer trial period than most employers give to someone who steals from the register.
Here is what Jim Quinn's Law Number Two says, and I want every single person reading this to tattoo it somewhere useful: "If you want to know what liberals are up to, pay attention to what they accuse conservatives of doing."
Senator, you OWN THREE HOMES. A Burlington residence. A D.C. townhouse. A $575,000 vacation lake house in North Hero, Vermont — purchased in 2016, the same year you were touring the country telling college students the system is rigged. Your net worth sits somewhere between $2.5 and $3 million. You have pocketed over $2.5 MILLION in book royalties since 2011. That elevator is clearly not stuck between floors for you, is it.
And then — THEN — during your "Fighting Oligarchy Tour" with AOC, you spent over $550,000 in CAMPAIGN FUNDS on PRIVATE JET TRAVEL. Half a million dollars on luxury jets to lecture working Americans about the dangers of wealth.
When Fox News caught you boarding a Bombardier Challenger 604 — a jet that runs up to $15,000 PER HOUR — you did not apologize. You did not even blink. You looked directly into the camera and said, and I am quoting this verbatim because it is the most accidentally honest thing you have ever said: "You think I'm gonna be sitting on a waiting line at United?"
Senator. THAT IS OLIGARCHIC THINKING. That is TEXTBOOK "the rules apply to you people, not to me." That is the elevator music of every single billionaire you have spent 35 years pretending to oppose. In a battle of wits with your own stated beliefs, you showed up completely unarmed.
Thirty-five years in Congress. You know what your personal legislative output looks like? Eight bills passed. EIGHT. In three and a half DECADES. That works out to 0.23 bills per year. I have produced more graded anatomy exams in a single semester. Your two greatest solo legislative achievements — the ones with your name on top, the thing YOU actually DID — are the naming of a post office in Danville, Vermont, and the naming of a post office in Fair Haven, Vermont.
You named. Two. Post offices.
You are as useful as a screen door on a submarine when it comes to actually passing legislation, but you want me to believe you are the vanguard of the working class. That sounds like a YOU problem.
Quinn's Law #25: "Liberals are great at giving away other people's money." You have been living PROOF of that law for 35 years. You give away everyone else's money — from a vacation home on a lake — while spending half a million on jets because you are far too important to wait in line with the taxpayers funding your lifestyle.
You want to talk about oligarchs controlling the media? You have been IN the media for four decades. You just finished a $75 million documentary. You have a book deal. You have a podcast. You HAVE the megaphone and you are using it to tell people that other people have the megaphone. The gene pool really needed a lifeguard for THAT particular reasoning.
I am a high school science teacher in Northeast Ohio. I support a family of six on a teacher's salary. I am not particularly impressed by a man with three houses, $550,000 in jet receipts, and 0.23 bills per year telling me he stands with the working class. More famous than wise, Senator. More famous than wise.
The hippie commune knew it in 72 hours. How long is it going to take everyone else?
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But what do I know — I am only a science teacher who can actually do math, a retired Army combat medic who knows what genuine sacrifice looks like, and apparently one of the few people left who finds it suspicious that the most vocal enemy of oligarchy just cannot bring himself to wait in line at the airport with the rest of us.
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Hussain fucking Obama...
that silver-tongued terrorist in the emperor’s new suit, is at it again...slithering his narcissistic carcass to the pulpit at Rev. Jesse Jackson’s funeral like the opportunistic ghoul he’s always been.
This motherfucker couldn’t even let the man’s body cool before hijacking the sacred rite of mourning to spit his poison at MAGA, framing patriots as bigots, bullies, and existential threats to democracy while piously intoning that “we are living in a time when it can be hard to hope.”
Shut the holy fuck up, you calculated son of a bitch.
Psychologically, the profile is textbook and lethal:
a malignant narcissist with a Messiah complex forged in the Chicago streets of Saul Alinsky’s disciples, where resentment is currency and eloquence is the weapon of choice.
He projects his own fractured soul onto the nation...forever the aggrieved community agitator who weaponizes division because unity would expose the void at his core.
Deep down, this silver-tongued bastard knows his “fundamental transformation” was a Trojan horse of grievance politics and radical infiltration; now, stripped of the Oval Office spotlight in Trump’s America, his fragile ego demands he resurrect the corpse of his relevance by desecrating Jackson’s legacy.
The Rainbow Coalition was about bridging divides; Obama turns it into a partisan kill zone, profiling everyday Americans as the new Klan because that’s the only narrative sustaining his delusional savior complex.
Profoundly, it’s the same venom he’s dripped for decades...charming the masses while eroding the republic from within, a terrorist-adjacent ideologue whose silver tongue masks the terrorist-adjacent ideology of perpetual victimhood and power consolidation.
He doesn’t mourn Jackson; he exploits him, because hope dies in the America that rejected his cult.
Your time is fucking over, Hussain.
Crawl back into whatever shadow you’ve been nursing that inflated self-image in, and let the dead bury their dead without your toxic resurrection act.
The American spirit sees the manipulation now...your psychological games, your lethal rhetoric, your entire facade of profundity.
Shut.
The.
Holy.
Fuck.
Up.
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I’m glad everybody’s finally realizing that a bunch of these so-called influencers who pretend to be on our side are complete and utter frauds.
Doomsday red alert, end of the world scammers.
Rich kids who never had a real job.
Experts on the military, who never served in the military (I’m an army vet)
Clowns who can’t even run their own accounts, and have other people post for them because they’re too dumb to run their own business, and they’re playing both sides for cash. (Con artists and snake oil salesmen.)
Now you know why I never go to any events except for mine - which is just about playing music.
Being someone who actually lived in the real world and worked a regular job for decades, I can smell BS from a mile away.
I realized early on that I was amongst snakes.
I’m so glad you can see who they are now.
“They selling fake meat in the stores now & you wouldn’t even be able to tell”
Surely producers of Bill Gates Laboratory Meat should be forced to label it clearly?