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Not my picture. A buddy sent it to me. But pretty sweet!! Happy 4th of July weekend!

Michael Jordan was the most heavily defended perimeter player in @NBA history. Overrated @KingJames has never had to endure this and would never survive in the bigger, stronger, more athletic, infinitely tougher 1980s and 1990s. Credit - @Mappy6984

Maybe groceries are so expensive because 42 million people get theirs for free. 😳 Just a thought.

Submitted: A woman driving to a South Minneapolis restaurant made the following observation after seeing at least six of these signs on her way there: “Every sign says STOP ICE. I sent an email to the city traffic department and requested that they remove all of these stickers. I’m an out-of-state visitor to the city. What has happened to Minneapolis?”

🚨 It's worse than you can imagine...Tim Walz will not survive this Housing for drug addicts was supposed to cost ($2.6M) is now ($100M) ($8B) stolen, and they wanna give 12 weeks paid leave to anyone The feds may have to come in and take over the Govt in MN Indict Tim Walz

This judge is accused of coordinating with Biden’s DoJ to take down Trump before the case even reached him in court 🤔

It started with a private jet and a lie. In early 1986, Bo Jackson was a senior at Auburn University — the reigning Heisman Trophy winner and a rare athlete dominating both football and baseball. The Tampa Bay Buccaneers, holding the first overall pick in the 1986 NFL Draft, wanted him badly. Owner Hugh Culverhouse arranged a private jet to bring him to Tampa. He told Jackson the trip had been cleared by the NCAA. It hadn’t. When Jackson returned, he was ruled ineligible for the rest of his senior baseball season. A season taken from him. He believed it wasn’t a mistake. He told Culverhouse: draft me if you want—you’ll waste the pick. They drafted him anyway. First overall. Offered him $7.6 million. He said no. Instead, he signed with the Kansas City Royals for $1.07 million and went to the minor leagues. Bus rides. Empty seats. No guarantees. From the outside, it looked irrational. From the inside, it was principle. On November 30, 1987 — his 25th birthday — Jackson lined up for the Los Angeles Raiders on Monday Night Football against the Seattle Seahawks. Linebacker Brian Bosworth had promised to stop him. He didn’t. Jackson took a handoff, broke outside, and ran 91 yards for a touchdown — past defenders, past the sideline, straight into the tunnel. Later, he ran straight through Bosworth at the goal line. 221 rushing yards. His fifth NFL game. Then baseball came. In 1989, he was named MVP of the MLB All Star Game — chasing down impossible plays and hitting a home run off Rick Reuschel that traveled nearly 450 feet. Two sports. Two leagues. One athlete. But the most remarkable thing about Bo Jackson wasn’t the speed or the power. It was the refusal. He refused to reward dishonesty. He refused to let money erase what had been done to him. He chose a bus ride over millions because some things matter more than numbers. His career ended too soon — a devastating hip injury in 1991 changed everything. But his legacy didn’t. Bo Jackson remains the only athlete ever named an All-Star in both Major League Baseball and the National Football League. And that legacy began with a decision. A 22-year-old sitting on the ground in Auburn, his baseball season gone, choosing not to bend. He didn’t break. The world adjusted around him.

🚨DISGUSTING! CA Dems just pushed a bill that would SLAP independent journalist Nick Shirley with a $50,000 FELONY FINE if he dares expose an NGO committing fraud with migrant cash. Shirley: “They’re trying to bankrupt journalists who look into fraud”

Decades of single-party control have ruined Minnesota, and Minnesotans have had enough. We need a conservative U.S. senator who brings an outsider’s perspective, delivers real solutions, and restores integrity to our state.

Income tax is ABSOLUTELY theft and it needs to be abolished!!

My daughter got detention for defending her late Marine father — but when FOUR MEN IN UNIFORM walked into the school the next day, the entire building went silent. "Mrs. Harrison, you have to understand: Grace’s behavior was completely UNACCEPTABLE. We respect your husband’s service to this country, but..." her teacher said. My 14-year-old daughter sat beside me, her eyes glassy. The day before, one of her classmates had made a joke about Grace not having a father. He was a Marine. Grace was only three when we lost him. So when that girl laughed and said, "Maybe your dad just didn’t want to come back," something inside Grace snapped. She shot to her feet so fast that her chair slammed to the floor. Through tears, she shouted, "My dad was a HERO. Don’t you ever talk about him like that again!" She was the one who got detention. She barely said a word the whole way home. That night, I found her sitting on the floor in my husband’s old sweatshirt. "I’m sorry I got in trouble," she whispered. "I just couldn’t let her say that about him." My heart cracked wide open. The next morning, the school called an emergency assembly. I assumed it had something to do with Spirit Week. A few minutes after the first bell, Grace texted me from the auditorium. Then my phone rang. "Mom..." she whispered, her voice shaky. "You need to come." I stood up so fast I knocked over my coffee. "What happened? Grace, are you okay?" There was a long silence on the other end. "Mom... four men in uniform just walked into the school." "Hide right now. What’s happening? I’m calling the police!" But Grace laughed. "No, Mom, they’re not doing anything bad. You have no idea WHAT JUST HAPPENED! Just get here, please!" she said, before the line went dead. I didn't bother grabbing my purse. I threw my keys into the ignition, my heart hammering against my ribs, and sped to the high school. When I burst through the double doors of the auditorium, I stopped dead in my tracks. The room, packed with over eight hundred teenagers, was completely, eerily silent. Down the center aisle stood four imposing figures in impeccable Marine Corps Dress Blues. The brass buttons caught the overhead lights, and their crisp white covers were tucked sharply under their arms. I recognized the man at the front immediately. It was Staff Sergeant Miller—my late husband’s closest friend and squad leader. I had called him in tears the night before, just needing someone who understood the weight of the disrespect Grace had faced. I hadn't expected him to do *this*. The principal, Mr. Davis, stood awkwardly at the podium, looking completely out of his depth. Staff Sergeant Miller didn't wait for permission to speak. He stepped up to the front, taking the microphone from the stand, and his booming, authoritative voice echoed through the massive room. "We apologize for the interruption, Principal Davis," Miller said, though his tone suggested he wasn't sorry at all. "But we received word that a young lady in this school was being disciplined for defending the honor of a fallen United States Marine." A collective gasp rippled through the student body. The teacher who had given Grace detention slunk back into her seat in the front row, her face turning crimson. Miller’s heavy gaze swept across the bleachers. "Where is Grace Harrison?" Grace stood up slowly from the middle row, still wearing her dad’s oversized sweatshirt. "Come down here, Grace," Miller commanded gently. As she walked down the bleacher steps, the three other Marines broke formation and fell perfectly into step behind her, creating an impromptu honor guard. They escorted her to the center of the floor. Miller turned to face the silent crowd. "Captain Mark Harrison didn't just 'not want to come back.' He gave his life pulling three wounded men out of a burning transport vehicle in the middle of a firefight. I know, because I was one of those men. None of us standing here today would be breathing if it weren't for Grace's father." The silence in the room was absolute. You could have heard a pin drop. A few rows up, the girl who had made the cruel joke the day before was staring at her shoes, visibly crying. Miller turned back to Grace and dropped to one knee, bringing himself to eye level with her. He pulled a small, velvet box from his pocket and opened it, revealing a gleaming Challenge Coin from their old unit. "Grace," he said, his voice thick with emotion but loud enough for the microphone to carry. "Your father was the bravest man I ever knew. You stood your ground yesterday, just like he would have. You protected his honor, and now, his squad is here to protect yours. We have your back. Always." He pressed the heavy metal coin into her palm, stood up, and then all four Marines snapped a crisp, perfectly unified salute to my fourteen-year-old daughter. Tears streamed down Grace's face, but they weren't tears of anger or shame anymore. She stood tall, squared her shoulders, and returned a clumsy but beautiful salute of her own. Suddenly, from the back row of the bleachers, a single student stood up and started clapping. Then another. Within seconds, the entire auditorium erupted into a deafening standing ovation. Even Mr. Davis and the teachers were on their feet. I hurried down the aisle, wiping away my own tears, and wrapped Grace in a massive hug. Staff Sergeant Miller tipped his head to me, a fierce, protective glint in his eye. Before we could leave the building, Principal Davis rushed over to us in the hallway. He looked thoroughly chastised. "Mrs. Harrison, Grace," he stammered, wringing his hands. "I... I want to formally apologize. The detention has been completely wiped from her record. We will be handling the bullying incident with the other student appropriately, and frankly, I think our staff needs a heavy refresher on empathy." Grace squeezed the coin in her hand, looking up at the four men in uniform who had dropped everything to stand by her side. She didn't need to say a word. The message had been delivered loud and clear. Captain Mark Harrison had left a legacy of courage behind, and that day, an entire school learned exactly what it meant to be a hero's daughter.

Minnesotans lost $9B in taxpayer dollars to just 14 Medicaid programs under Tim Walz’s administration. Today, every single Democrat in Rules Committee voted to block an investigation into that fraud. Absolutely disgusting.

Congress was meant to be CITIZEN LEGISLATURES, not career politicians w/ a knack for fundraising. It was meant to be a temporary duty, only paid per diem when in session. High turn-over was preferred to minimize corruption. Pay Congress Per Diem Again!

🚨🚨Today Minnesota House Republican’s led by hearing testimonials on Articles of Impeachment: HR-6 Impeach @Tim_Walz HR-7 Impeach @keithellison This Resolution died on a party-line vote in the Rules Committee: ☑️8 - @mnhousegop Members Voted - YES ❌8 - @mnhouseDFL Members Voted - NO Please WATCH 👀⬇️ this hearing Full-LINK posted in comments: You will hear from: ✔️ Whistleblowers and others laying out the massive amount of Fraud which has happened under the Governor Tim Walz Administration 🚨$9 Billion stolen 🚨NO accountability 🚨NO one was fired 🚨Whistleblowers were retaliated against 🚨 agencies forged and backdated documents 🚨agencies gave kick-backs Watch the @MinnesotaDFL turn this into Political Theater - blaming Trump and saying this was a “waste of time” $9 BILLION in lost taxpayer money should be a bar that we do NOT tolerate. Minnesotans demand accountability and that means Walz and Ellison should be held responsible for the massive amount of waste, fraud, abuse, mismanagement and corruption happening under their watch. Please LIKE SHARE FOLLOW Me and others who are working hard to inform the public and bring common sense back to our State! #saveMN Because…… #mnisworthit

The single greatest scam ever perpetrated on humanity. The prophet Al Gore: the North Pole will be “ice-free” in the summer within 5 to 7 years—by 2014–2016. The Copenhagen Climate Hoax Summit December 14, 2009

You’re gonna throw your phone after you see this story. For 125 years, a group of Catholic nuns in New York have run a FREE hospice called Rosary Hill Home. They take care of poor people dying from cancer no charge, ever. Just pure Christian charity. Then Gov. Kathy Hochul signed a law a few years ago that forces EVERY nursing home to use preferred pronouns, house patients by gender identity (not biological sex), and let people into opposite-sex bathrooms and spaces. The nuns said: “We treat everyone with dignity… but we can’t do that. It goes against our Catholic faith.” So New York is now threatening them with $5,000–$10,000 fines per violation, loss of their license, and jail time. These sisters who’ve spent their whole lives caring for the dying are being told: obey the gender rules or shut down. Unbelievable.

Amy Klobuchar: “President Biden is fit to be commander in chief.” This is the same person who believes Tim Walz has been a great governor. Now she wants to replace him. Make no mistake… Nothing would change. Same leadership. Same policies. Same system that oversaw the fraud.

@SleeperVikings Had a game vs GB too.

Randy Moss’ 3 TDs on 3 catches for 163 yards will never be replicated.

🚨 BREAKING: Outrage is erupting after Minnesota Feeding our Future fraudster Abdul Abubakar Ali was sentenced to only ONE SINGLE YEAR in prison He's responsible for MILLIONS in stolen tax dollars and lied that he provided 1.3 million meals THIS IS INSANE. He should be DEPORTED

Legal Iranian immigrant wearing a Trump shirt is CONFRONTED by an old leftist at the gym.