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🚨BREAKING: The U.S. government is about to SEIZE border land in New Mexico to have the Wall built on it! This coming after that state's leadership Refused to allow it to be bought. The U.S. government filed condemnation paperwork today, and the wall WILL be constructed there! According to Yahoo News, the federal government filed "condemnation paperwork Friday ostensibly to seize a 7-acre parcel of state trust land along New Mexico's southern border, according to the State Land Office. In March, U.S. Customs and Border Patrol offered to buy the property near the Santa Teresa border crossing for roughly $800,000, writing in a letter the property was needed to "construct new border infrastructure ... namely, steel bollard border barrier, the installation of detection technology, and roads."" New Mexico state leaders refused the offer, though. Now, the land will just be Taken, and the much-needed wall WILL be built! Heck yeah, let's go! Build the wall! High, wide, and super electrified! Do it! America! 💥💪🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 **All photos are mine that I took. No AI.**

On this day 81 years ago, a man was shot and killed on a tiny island in the Pacific Ocean. He was not a soldier and he carried no weapon, just a notebook. His name was Ernie Pyle. He was a war correspondent. And by the time he died, he was the most famous journalist in the world. While other reporters covered generals and strategy, Pyle wrote about the ordinary soldier. The mud, the cold rations, the cigarettes shared in a foxhole, the letters from home that arrived weeks late. He did not write about the war from a desk. He lived in it. He slept in ditches, ate what the men ate, and shared their foxholes during shelling. He was once injured when a bomb hit the building he was in. His columns were published in over 400 newspapers and by 1944, more than 14 million people read him every day. He won a Pulitzer Prize and Hollywood made a film about him. But the soldiers did not care about any of that. They cared that he was one of them. He was the only journalist who bothered to ask their names. After covering the war in North Africa, Sicily, Italy, and France, he went home. He was exhausted and afraid, and he told friends he did not think he would survive if he went back. But in early 1945, he went to the Pacific anyway. He said the soldiers fighting there deserved to have their stories told too. On April 17, he arrived on a small island called Ie Shima, off the coast of Okinawa. The next morning, he was riding in a jeep when a hidden machine gun opened fire. He dived into a ditch with an officer beside him, and a few moments later he raised his head. A bullet hit him just below the rim of his helmet. He died instantly at 44 years old. His fellow soldiers buried him between an infantry private and a combat engineer. They did not put him in a separate grave. They buried him exactly where he would have wanted to be, beside the men he wrote about. They made a wooden marker and it read: “At this spot, the 77th Infantry Division lost a buddy. Ernie Pyle. 18 April 1945.” Not a journalist. Not a correspondent. A buddy. In his pocket, they found the draft of a column he had been writing but never finished. In it, he wrote about the men who were still fighting, and how he wished he could have been there when it finally ended. General Eisenhower said: “The soldiers in Europe, and that means all of us, have lost one of our best and most understanding friends.” He had once described a scene on Normandy beach the morning after D-Day. Soldiers’ personal belongings were scattered across the sand and he wrote about toothbrushes, diaries, Bibles, and photographs of families. He wrote about a tennis racket that someone had packed, believing they would actually get to use it. He wrote about these things because he understood that the way to make people care about a war is not to describe the battles. It is to describe the men.

I’ve analyzed our March voter rolls, and the results are deeply concerning: 3,815 deceased individuals are still listed as active, alongside hundreds of thousands of errors, including voters registered at business addresses instead of residential addresses. Our current "opt-out" system is failing, automatically registering residents who may not even realize they’re on the rolls. These aren't just typos; they are threats to our election integrity. We must clean up the rolls and fix this system now to ensure only legal, eligible voters decide our future.

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