G on 🟥

@GeauxGabrielle It's wild that the "Greatest Generation" raised the absolute worst generation which led to Gen X being feral, Millennials being fed up and Gen Z refusing to put up with it The bright side is the boomers have been aging out and fortunately for all of us that trend can't reverse

@tedcruz Of course you do because you're so full of shit

I prefer plumbers to woke & unfunny comedians.

@AngieCraigMN How does it feel to get ratio'd by @TrackAIPAC every time you tweet?

We’ve got a hell of a fight on our hands – but I’m ready to win.

@Mollyploofkins @JohnCleese First honest thing out of his mouth in ages

Truth

An administration packed full of criminals so who knows which one of them did it. You can bet your ass it was one of them

@DavidM_Friedman Dafuq you talking about? We all can see what they are doing in Gaza and Lebanon. Be grateful that Iran isn't engaging in battle like the IDF.

This is what Iran is dropping on civilian neighborhoods in Israel. There’s no army base here, no soldiers hiding behind civilians, just regular people with older parents and young children. Never try to draw an equivalence between this and how the IDF engages in battle.

@brithume I hope his daughters send all of his private notes to a journalist with some fight left in them just to feed you a shut the fuck up sandwich

Quote: "Mueller’s family didn’t deserve the president’s grave dancing. None of Trump’s many enemies do. But Trump also didn’t deserve Russiagate. Nearly a decade after that phony scandal, our republic is still trying to recover." thefp.com/p/robert-muell…

@ThiaBallerina When you kick a hornets nest, the hornets decide when the fight is over not you.

Netanyahu out there saying the US doesn’t decide when the war is over, the IDF does. Cut that little bitch’s funding forever and the war would end in 5 days.

@smalls2672 You seemed to have missed the guillotine part. We're still going to do the guillotine part... Right?!? I'm really looking forward to the guillotine part. It's pretty much the only thing keeping me going at this point.

This is just the bare minimum that has to happen. What also NEEDS to happen is the overturn of Buckley v valeo and 1st national bank of Boston v belotti. Along with that there NEEDS to be a new century fairness doctrine act, a new century glass steagall act, strong anti trust laws, monopolies broken up, high top marginal tax rate of ATLEAST 70%, ban on corporate stock buybacks, and a ruling that says money does not equal free speech. Close tax loopholes and arrest people who put their money overseas. If I had my way corporate personhood would go away as well. CEOs and executives need to be arrested when their companies commit serious damage to society, whether its bankers like in 08 collapse or the assholes that bypassed safety measures that led to oil disaster by BP in the Gulf. And to put trust back in government, the epstein class needs to be absolutely crushed.

@LePapillonBlu2 Bookmarked for freedom day

Alright, who made this??!! 😹🤣

Robert Mueller died last night. He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving. He had integrity. And tonight the President of the United States said good! I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good. I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word. Good. This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather. That is what is happening. That is what has happened. The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming. America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner. And the church said nothing. Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary. Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him. Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart. JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn. These men are something more painful than monsters. They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again. Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing. Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less. That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him. And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it. When Trump is gone, they will still be here. Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous. That morning is coming. Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say. He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true. He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad. The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it. That is all it needed to be. A man died. His family is broken open with grief. That is all it needed to be. Instead the President said good. And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸 Gandalv / @Microinteracti1

The entire planet is counting down to the single most satisfying obituary ever written.
Because he is, was, and forever will be an irredeemable piece of shit.

A lost girl drew her father in such a way that he would be found for her, and he was found 🤣

See? And now the world is reminded that you got 7 kids by 6 women. And got sued by your cousin for raping her starting at the age of 6, and didn’t have enough respect for yourself to show up to court and had to pay her $25 million dollars. And that because of this your own high school snatched your name off the stadium. You see how all your shit is public record? You see how shutting the fuck up and minding your business could’ve prevented all this?

@cymg769 @EricSpracklen Because they will never have to face the long term consequences of their decisions. Tbh.. I think 65 is even pushing it.

@EricSpracklen Why? There are many individuals who are competent and sharp after 75. It should be determined on a case by case basis if a person is capable to handle the mental and physical rigors of the job.

No one over 75 years old should be allowed to hold public office in the United States. This is truly ridiculous.

@Corbienest It is also not a good idea to tell HR they work for operations not the other way around. That simple factual statement cost me a $200k/year GM Position over a ridiculously small HR matter that my subordinates, subordinates, subordinates girlfriend created at an after hours event

As someone who used to work in HR, I need you to listen VERY CLOSELY: HR is there for the company! Not the employee. They are not your friend. They are not on your side. Ever. They are there to manage people problems for the company. Complainers ARE problems.

@InsightTweeting Once they realize normal is never coming back the pitchforks will come out, but it will be too late at that point.

There’s a whole lotta people in the US barely surviving who no one gives a shit about, and no one’s really gonna give a shit about them when things get hard for everyone. We’ve been showing who we are for a long time. It’s ugly.

@epsteinsearchin When it starts costing them their freedom or lives, then I'll celebrate

Leon Black just sold his Beverly Hills mansion for $47 million. Off-market. He also settled the Bank of America lawsuit to avoid a deposition. The Epstein files are costing billionaires their homes, their testimonies, and their reputations.