Mary Quite Contrary 🇺🇸🇺🇦

Ditto.

🚨 THIS IS HUGE! Orbán’s blockade is over, Péter Magyar backs €90bn in EU aid for Ukraine. Magyar just announced that Hungary will no longer block the EU’s €90 billion support package for Ukraine, signaling a clear return to the European line. At the same time, Budapest will focus on unlocking €17 billion in frozen EU funds instead of taking on new debt. Finally Europe can work again! 🇪🇺

@RepPeteStauber interesting..🤔

Living for this bc a big reason so much never gets reported by the legacy press is bc so many NYT, WaPo journos etc have an incestuous & obsequious relationship to power. TMZ doesn’t know these DC nerds or give a fuck except for clicks which could make this all very funny

Andrew Harnik has been awarded the White House Correspondents’ Association award for excellence in presidential news coverage by visual journalists for the following photo:

Hungarians singing “We Are The Champions” after Orban’s landslide defeat

I teach medical students that pancreatic cancer is a death sentence because we catch it too late. That may be about to change. NIH-funded researchers just developed a 4-marker blood test that detects pancreatic cancer with 91.9% accuracy across ALL stages -- and 87.5% for early-stage disease, when treatment actually works. The breakthrough: two newly discovered proteins (ANPEP and PIGR) combined with existing markers CA19-9 and THBS2. The old test alone caught only 76% of early cases. This panel catches nearly 88%. Why this matters: pancreatic cancer has a 5-year survival rate under 12%. The single biggest reason? By the time symptoms appear, it has already spread. A simple blood draw could change everything. As I wrote in "Lies I Taught in Medical School," we have spent decades treating late-stage disease instead of catching metabolic dysfunction early. This is what early detection actually looks like. Full breakdown coming on the Health Longevity Secrets podcast. Source: sciencedaily.com/releases/2026/… #PancreaticCancer #EarlyDetection #BloodTest #MetabolicHealth #CancerScreening

TMZ in D.C. is about to do what Congressional ethics committees should have been doing for decades. It’s time to expose every single crooked, perverted, abusive, and corrupt degenerate on Capitol Hill. Republican and Democrats, it’s time to take out the trash.

Why were the President and Secretary of State at a UFC fight tonight—while two real estate bros and the VP were trying to negotiate ending a war? And we’re wondering why it failed…?

Society “you’re too old” Artemis 2 Crew: “hold my beer”

@RepPeteStauber @GrageDustin So much winning!

@RepPeteStauber Exactly! Trump got absolutely nothing. The Republicans did absolutely nothing other than cause more cost to Americans for gas, etc., fertilizer for the fields, AND there are DEAD AMERICAN SOLDIERS! For what??? As Edwin Starr sang “absolutely nothing.!!!”

The Artemis crew with President Biden, whose administration planned the mission. In case the felon tries to take credit.

I have always been an ardent supporter of President Trump and his crypto friendly policy. As an early supporter who invested heavily in World Liberty Financial, I did so because I believed in the vision that was presented to the public: a decentralized finance platform that would promote financial freedom, remove intermediaries, and bring the benefits of DeFi to mainstream Americans. What was never disclosed — to me or to any investor — is that World Liberty embedded a backdoor blacklisting function in the smart contract used to deploy WLFI tokens. This function gives the Company unilateral power to freeze, restrict, and effectively confiscate the property rights of any token holder, without notice, without cause, and without recourse. This is the opposite of decentralization. This is a trap door marketed as an open door. I denounce the ongoing token scandals by the bad actors at WLFI. I am the first and single largest victim, as a result of their wrongful blacklisting of my WLFI token wallet back in 2025, that violates basic investor rights and blockchain principles of fairness. Every action taken by the WLFI team to extract fees from users, to secretly implant backdoor controls over user assets, to freeze investor funds without disclosure or due process, and to treat the crypto community as a personal ATM — all of these actions are illegitimate and were never authorized by any fair, transparent, or good-faith community governance process. The governance votes cited to justify these actions were not conducted through a fair or transparent process. Key information was withheld from voters, meaningful participation was restricted, and the outcomes were predetermined. These votes do not represent the will of the community — they represent the will of those who designed them. These actions have nothing to do with me. They have nothing to do with the investors who believed the promises this project made. We oppose every one of these actions in the strongest possible terms. The WLFI team’s actions erode trust in the project. Unlock the tokens and uphold transparency for the community. Let’s build with integrity, not misconduct.

KERRY: “Yes, Netanyahu wanted us to strike Iran. Obama refused. Biden refused. Bush refused. The only president that agreed to this was Trump.” For anyone still buying the two weeks away from a nuclear weapon excuse👇🏽

Very well written essay on the MAGA voter. This is what we are up against. Sam is 61 years old and lives in a town where the Applebee’s closed in 2014 and people still mention it like it was a natural disaster. The old factory shut down years ago, but Sam keeps his faded employee badge in a kitchen drawer because he considers it proof that America peaked sometime around 1987, right between the release of Top Gun and the invention of low-flow toilets. He firmly believes the country began collapsing the moment they stopped letting people smoke in restaurants and started putting kale in things. He wakes up every morning at 5:12 a.m., not because he has anywhere to be, but because decades of shift work, untreated sleep apnea, and permanent low-grade outrage have hardwired his body into a permanent state of agitation. He shuffles into the kitchen wearing camouflage pajama pants and a T-shirt that says “I Stand for the Flag” even though he has not stood up quickly without groaning since 2009. He pours himself coffee strong enough to power farm equipment and settles into his recliner to begin his daily ritual of becoming personally offended by things happening hundreds or thousands of miles away. Within half an hour, he is enraged about crime in Chicago, drag queens in Seattle, wind turbines in California, and a college professor in Vermont he has never heard of and never will again. Sam spends most of his time marinating in an ecosystem of Facebook memes, talk radio, Fox News, chain emails, YouTube clips, and badly designed websites with names like Patriot Eagle Freedom Truth News. By noon, he has shared seven posts warning that America is under attack by socialists, immigrants, vegans, pronouns, electric stoves, and people who use the phrase “lived experience.” He believes every story because every story confirms what he already feels: that the country has been stolen from people like him and handed over to people he does not understand. Sam is absolutely convinced he is one of the last remaining “real Americans,” despite living in a county entirely populated by people who also think they are the last remaining real Americans. He misses the America of his youth, which in his memory was a magical place where every man had a factory job, every woman made tuna casserole, every child respected authority, and nobody had tattoos, gluten allergies, or opinions about gender. He is nostalgic for a version of the country that mostly exists as a combination of old pickup truck commercials, Toby Keith songs, and stories his grandfather exaggerated after three beers. His truck is the size of a military vehicle and has never once carried anything heavier than mulch and emotional baggage. His pickup truck is so large that small birds alter their migration patterns to avoid it. The truck has never hauled lumber, gravel, or equipment, but it does haul an enormous amount of political anxiety. The back is covered in bumper stickers warning that he is armed, angry, and deeply suspicious of the federal government, except for when it comes to Medicare, Social Security, highways, farm subsidies, police funding, veterans’ benefits, and keeping its hands off his lawn. He likes to tell people he is “not political,” which is impressive considering his entire personality has become an endless loop of cable news grievances. He cannot attend a barbecue, church picnic, football game, or grandchild’s birthday party without eventually bringing up inflation, Hunter Biden, gas stoves, “the border,” or how nobody can say Merry Christmas anymore even though literally everyone still says Merry Christmas. Then Trump arrived, descending from his golden escalator like a casino-themed prophet sent by God to sell steaks and grievance. Sam had finally found his perfect candidate: a billionaire from Manhattan with multiple mansions, gold-plated bathrooms, and a private jet, who somehow convinced Sam that he understood the pain of a man screaming at the self-checkout machine in Walmart. Trump was loud, angry, theatrical, and constantly under investigation, which only made Sam admire him more. Every lawsuit, scandal, or indictment was not evidence of wrongdoing. It was proof that Trump was fighting the deep state, the media, the elites, the globalists, the FBI, the Democrats, the RINOs, and possibly the ghost of George Soros. Every scandal, every lawsuit, every indictment, every accusation became proof that Trump was fighting the corrupt establishment on behalf of “real Americans” like Sam. At this point, Sam does not support Trump because of policy details. He supports Trump because Trump has become the human embodiment of his anger, nostalgia, confusion, and Facebook feed. Trump says the world Sam remembers can come back, that the people Sam dislikes can be punished, and that all of Sam's frustrations are someone else’s fault. To Sam, Trump is no longer just a politician. He is a lifestyle brand. He is a martyr, a warrior, a stand-up comedian, a victim, a patriot, and the lead singer of a traveling grievance festival. Sam owns at least three Trump hats, two Trump flags, a Trump coffee mug, a “Never Surrender” T-shirt, and a giant “Let’s Go Brandon” sign in the garage that he insists is “not political, just funny.” For Sam, that is not politics. That is therapy. Trump is not just a candidate anymore; he is an emotional support billionaire. He is a spray-tanned security blanket with a private jet. He is the gold-plated, fast-food-fueled mascot Sam clings to whenever the modern world feels confusing, threatening, or insufficiently patriotic. Trump gives him a ready-made explanation for every disappointment in his life: it is not aging, bad luck, economic change, or his own choices; it is the immigrants, the liberals, the media, the globalists, the vegans, the people with pronouns, and whoever is ruining Christmas this week. Supporting Trump lets Sam believe there is still someone out there fighting for him.

@KyleClark I feel like I’m watching Bridgerton.🤣 waiting for Miley Cyrus’s “wrecking Ball“. It was played on Bridgerton and it was awesome.

The Colorado GOP appears unable to turn off the background music on the live feed of the state assembly. Kevin Grantham is making his case for Treasurer to an instrumental version of Coldplay’s Fix You.

@GrageDustin @RepPeteStauber how about we name a road in Minnesota after Victor Glover? What an outstanding contribution to the world. Without malice. Just trying to make the world a better place.