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We’re being robbed.

This is the greatest thing I’ve seen the internet produce in so long. Absolutely brilliant and hilarious.

This is the ad that Fox News does NOT want you to see. Fox News rejected our newest ad, which demonstrates that Trump has “gone too far” with ICE. But we will not remain silent in the face of these attacks. Share our ad and follow @USJewishDems to join us in the fight.

No fucks given anymore. I’m going to upload everything, and then I’m going to troll every news reporter’s emails and politicians in this country. When you have nothing to lose, you don’t give a fuck. Matty McTech is a tech genius who built a non-Gmail email-style archive, pulling everything from the DOJ Epstein files and organising it by names, categories, and links. He turned a document dump into a searchable intelligence system. 👉 Give Matty McTech a follow — this is real work, not noise.

Remember the Banned SNL "Conspiracy Theory Rock" clip from 1998? This skit only aired one time before it was pulled from the air and banned from ever being used again, now why would that be?

As the fascist authoritarian Trump regime's Nazi-inspired reign of terror engulfs America, it's more important than ever to remember who you are. 🙌💪👏✊️👇

🚨You need to see this 🚨

He’s freaking scamming each and every one of us and Congress is allowing him to do it.

OMG this middle schooler literally just spoke the truth about what’s happening to people of color in this Country at a City Council meeting and crushed it! This girl is brilliant and smarter than most adults! Give it a listen! 👇👇👇

We are publishing a running list of deaths & woundings from the immigration enforcement blitzkrieg across the country. This will be consistently updated. Currently, there are 8 dead & 9 wounded during apprehension, & 35 deaths in custody. prospect.org/2026/01/29/ice…

This video is 19 undocumented immigrants that worked for the Trump Organization for years most of them worked at Maralago and they have a story to tell! 👇👇👇

We've added to our reporting on the shooting of Alex Pretti. This video looks in further detail at bystander video footage - and analyses the Trump administration's description of the events that day. It's produced with my colleagues at BBC Verify. bbc.co.uk/news/world/us_…

Whenever you see Staged is trending you know it’s time to repost this.

This woman is a boss.Put this video on repeat for every MFing Congress member and Senator. County Clerk confronts ICE officers

DHS Lies vs. What the Video Shows Official Statement (Homeland Security): “Figueroa blocked ICE agents’ vehicle, rammed it, then violently kicked agents.” DHS says this justified their use of force. What Actually Happened (Video Evidence): ICE agents crashed into her, jumped out with guns drawn, and dragged her from the car without clear cause or ID. She’s a U.S. citizen. Unarmed. No crime. They held her for hours in an undisclosed location. Why This Matters This is why we film. ICE lied. The video proves it. What You Can Do 👉 Visit: PAXIS.app ICE knocks. We answer. Support PAXIS — gofund.me/12dde1087 a civic response system that protects rights in real time. It turns panic into lawful action, and witnesses into power. Legal tools. Tone control. Shared defense. Source: spokesman.com/stories/2025/n…

Four Old Men. Two Wheelchairs. One Beach. Alan Alda’s 90th Birthday January 28, 2026. Alan Alda turned 90. His family planned a safe celebration at home. Cake. Balloons. Grandkids. Alan said no. “I don’t want a party,” he said. His daughter frowned. “Dad… you’re turning ninety. This is a big deal.” “I know,” Alan said. “But I don’t want to celebrate here.” “Then where?” Alan didn’t hesitate. “I want to go to the beach.” The room went still. “The beach?” “Dad, you’re in a wheelchair.” “You can barely stand.” Alan smiled. That smile. The Hawkeye Pierce smile — the one that always meant something stubborn was coming. “So?” By that afternoon, he had already decided who was coming. “The four of us,” he said. “The last four.” Gary Burghoff. Jamie Farr. Mike Farrell. And himself. The final survivors of the 4077th. “No cameras. No interviews. No speeches,” Alan said. “Just us.” The phone calls began. Gary answered first. “Happy birthday, old man! Ninety!” “Thanks. I need you to drive.” “Drive where?” “To the beach.” A pause. “Alan… you’re in a wheelchair.” “So are facts. They don’t stop me either.” Gary laughed. That Radar laugh Alan had known for over fifty years. “Fine. But I’m not pushing you through sand.” “I’ll crawl if I have to.” “You’re insane.” “I’m Hawkeye. Same thing.” Jamie Farr was next. “The beach?” Jamie said. “I’m ninety-one and in a wheelchair.” “Then we’ll have two wheelchairs at the beach.” “Like a parade?” “Like a victory lap.” Jamie laughed until his voice cracked. “You haven’t changed since 1972.” “And you’re still Klinger.” “Fine. I’m in.” Mike Farrell sighed the moment he answered. “Let me guess,” he said. “You want me to push your wheelchair.” “Yes.” “I’m eighty-six. I use a cane.” “BJ Hunnicutt once saved a man with dental floss,” Alan said. “You’ll manage.” Long pause. “…Fine.” January 28. 6:00 a.m. Gary arrived in a rented van. Two wheelchair spaces. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt. At Alan’s house, his daughter hovered. “Dad, are you sure?” “I’ve never been more sure of anything.” “What if something happens?” “Something is always about to happen at ninety,” Alan said. “Might as well happen at the beach.” Jamie was waiting outside his house. Wheelchair. Sunglasses. Hawaiian shirt. “You coordinated outfits?” Gary asked. “It’s tradition,” Jamie said. “The 4077th always matched.” Mike showed up next. Also in a Hawaiian shirt. Four old men. One van. Heading west. On the drive, memories filled the air. Harry driving too fast. Larry bringing his own wine. Radar making everyone cry. Klinger never sleeping. When the MASH* theme song came on, no one spoke. After it ended, Alan said quietly, “That song used to annoy me.” “Now?” “Now it just reminds me how lucky we were.” At Malibu, reality hit. Wheelchairs don’t work on sand. Jamie grumbled. Mike rubbed his back. Alan stared at the ocean. Gary disappeared. Fifteen minutes later, he returned with two lifeguards and two beach wheelchairs. One lifeguard whispered, “My grandmother watched MASH* every night.” It took time. Transfers were slow. Hands trembled. Bones protested. But they made it. To the water. Alan closed his eyes. The sound of waves. Salt in the air. Sun on his face. “I forgot what this felt like,” he said. They talked about the ones who weren’t there. McLean. Wayne. Larry. Harry. Bill. David. Loretta. Jamie finally broke the silence. “Let’s race.” Two wheelchairs. Two pushers. One rock. They raced. They tied. People on the beach stared. A teenager asked, “What are those old guys doing?” His mother said, “Living.” As the sun set, Alan spoke. “This might be the last time.” No one argued. “That’s why it matters,” he said. “Because we know.” He made a wish. “One more year.” “One more adventure.” “Korea. Together.” They promised.

And now for something completely ridiculous! youtube.com/shorts/2wnQi9Y… via @YouTube

"THE PARTY TOLD YOU TO REJECT THE EVIDENCE OF YOUR EYES AND EARS. IT WAS THEIR FINAL, MOST ESSENTIAL COMMAND." -GEORGE ORWELL, 1984

If Kristi Noem was actually honest.

Your Sunday words of warning that went unheeded….. #DV1 #DemsUnited