Valerie Berg

Happiest Wife & Mom - couldn’t be better😍

[Valerie Berg @valcberg]

Our son, Erik and his wife Caitlyn created this course for engaged and newly married couples. I hope it is a blessing for you and your friends and family. https://t.co/16PAuxlU3t

[Secretary Sean Duffy @SecDuffy]

🚨MASSIVE HIRING PUSH UNDERWAY🚨

We are going directly into colleges to recruit our future air traffic controllers:

✅ Students take a two-year degree
✅ Complete FAA academy curriculum
✅ Jump straight into a tower for on-site facility training

These students are sharp, focused, ready to keep our skies safe... AND some of them are GAMERS 🇺🇸🎮

[Xaviaer DuRousseau @XAVIAER]

Getting to know my liberal roommate in LA 💀

[The Babylon Bee @TheBabylonBee]

Lake Ontario now the Lake of America? We unveil Trump's incredible new map of the world:

[Ben Shapiro @benshapiro]

Perhaps the only thing that unites Americans: we all think Dolly Parton was awesome. RIP.

[Mark @lebatardshowfan]

My favorite clip of Dolly.

[U.S. Soccer Men's National Team @USMNT]

The Best of U.S.

❤️ @balogun

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

It was two in the morning, the hour when even the bravest samurai retires to his bedroll, yet here, a fortress of light beckoned me from the darkness.

Every castle I have ever known has fallen. Fire, siege, taxes. Eight hundred years of my family learning one lesson: nothing stays open forever.

This house has never closed.

Not for storms. Not for holidays. Not for the hour when even the moon looks tired. I asked the waitress when they lock the doors.

"We don't have locks, hon."

No locks. I own walls, moats, and a sword older than this country, and I have never once said anything that powerful.

Inside, a cook was scraping the grill at 2 a.m. with the calm of a man guarding something. I asked if he was the night watch.

"I'm Darnell."

A trucker two stools down raised his coffee. "Place stayed open during the hurricane," he said. "FEMA's got a whole index about it."

An index. The government of this nation measures disasters by whether THIS HOUSE is still standing. In Japan, we measured a clan's strength by its castle. Same thing. Theirs serves waffles.

I ordered. I ate. I confess what happened next.

I did not want to leave. The night outside was large. The booth was warm. I am a grown warrior, and I sat in a yellow fortress at 3 a.m. feeling protected by hash browns.

A castle does not promise to stand forever. It simply leaves the lights on.

I drive past at night now. Just to check. The lights are always on.

Sentries of the griddle — I see you. Hold the line.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

I requested a simple band of rubber from my host. She gestured to a drawer, and the very gesture told me everything I needed to know about American chaos.

One drawer. Every household. Always in the kitchen, and it holds the same things in every home in the nation: batteries of unknown charge. Rubber bands. A screwdriver too short for any screw. Birthday candles. Soy sauce packets. Three pens, one of which works. And a key.

The key is the part I cannot release. I have now surveyed eleven households. ALL have the key. NONE know what it opens.

"What does this open?" I asked Sue, holding it up.

"No idea. Been there since we moved in."

"Then why keep it?"

She looked at me as if I had proposed burning a shrine. "You can't throw away a KEY."

She is right. I felt it the moment she said it. A key answers to a lock somewhere. To discard it is to abandon a door you may never find. Eleven households, each guarding one orphaned promise, between the candles and the takeout menus.

In Japan, we made a national art of putting things in their proper place. I assumed the junk drawer was that art's absence. Wrong. The junk drawer IS the proper place — for things whose place has not yet been revealed. Not disorder. Faith, with a handle.

I confess my crime. I once organized Dale's junk drawer while waiting for him. Small bins. Categories. He opened it, stood silent, and said, "Where's the thing?" He could not name the thing. He knew only that it could no longer be found. I had alphabetized a treasure map. We do not speak of it.

The drawer does not need order. It needs to be opened with hope, and closed with acceptance.

I keep a junk drawer of my own now. This week it accepted a battery, a twist tie, and a key I found in the yard. I do not know what the key opens.

Into the drawer it goes. Someday, the door will announce itself.

[S👻 @scrapytweets]

This is basically what’s keeping Calafiori here in Arsenal

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

[Nick Peterson @iamNickPeterson]

Abrain | A Pharmaceutical Commercial Parody

[U.S. Soccer Men's National Team @USMNT]

Competing for our country. 🇺🇸

[Gio Reyna @GioAReyna10]

Stay focused, trust yourself, and keep pushing forward. Challenges make us stronger, and together we will overcome them. I believe in this team.🏆❤️🇺🇸⚽

[DailyAFC @DailyAFC]

Arsenal legend Thierry Henry doing kick ups with Zlatan Ibrahimović at the World Cup. ⚽️ 🤹‍♂️

[Department of State @StateDept]

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[Stoolies Clubhouse 🏴‍☠️ @StooliesClub]

🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 LETS GO AMERICA!!! 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

[Stoolies Clubhouse 🏴‍☠️ @StooliesClub]

This is freaking awesome!!

I LOVE THIS COUNTRY!!!!

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