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@samyrahS2 2

99% fail to answer my question. how many T'S are in that?

@TonyIncenzo Newcastle United Newcastle United Sunderland (married a makem)🙈 Newcastle United Newcastle United

QUICK SURVEY! 1. Which is the nearest football team to where you were born? 2. Which is the nearest team to where you grew up? 3. Which is the nearest team to where you live now? 4. Which team do you have historical family ties with? 5. Which team do you support?

Bruce Willis wasn't built like Stallone. He didn't move like Schwarzenegger. He couldn't bench press a car or deliver one-liners while flexing superhuman muscles. He bled. He limped. He crawled through broken glass barefoot and made pain look like courage. Bruce Willis wasn't supposed to be an action hero. He became the blueprint for what a hero could actually be. In 1988, 20th Century Fox cast him in Die Hard. Hollywood executives were skeptical. Willis was the funny detective from Moonlighting, not an invincible warrior. Test audiences doubted him. Industry insiders questioned the choice. This was the era of perfect heroes. Willis looked like the guy who might fix your sink. Then came Christmas Eve at Nakatomi Plaza. McClane wasn’t a hero. He was terrified. Alone. Injured. Fighting terrorists in a skyscraper. “Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs,” he mutters, pulling glass from his feet. Half comedy. Half cry for help. That vulnerability changed action films forever. The muscle-bound invincibility gave way to something raw. More human. Willis made audiences believe a normal man could survive the impossible. Not because he was superhuman, but because he refused to quit. Every wound mattered. Every fear was real. Born Walter Bruce Willis in 1955 on a German military base, he grew up in New Jersey. A severe stutter made speech a battlefield. Then he discovered acting. Onstage, he could finally speak. Before Hollywood, he worked odd jobs—bartender, security guard, private investigator. His charisma caught a casting director’s eye. Moonlighting made him famous. But Willis wanted more than safety. He saw himself in McClane—the underestimated man proving he belonged. He gambled again in Pulp Fiction, 12 Monkeys, The Sixth Sense—roles that demanded vulnerability over bravado. Each comeback showed that courage is quiet, patient, human. Off-screen, he was the same: tough, generous, humble. He remembered names, bought rounds, treated everyone with respect. In 2022, he retired due to aphasia. Later, it was clarified as frontotemporal dementia. Hollywood fell silent. Bruce Willis humanized heroism. Bleeding. Broken. Determined. John McClane crawled through Nakatomi Plaza barefoot. Impossible odds. But he survived. Because courage isn’t being unbreakable. It’s being broken—and walking through the fire anyway.

He won the Civil War, broke the Klan, went bankrupt at 62, got terminal throat cancer, and wrote one of the greatest books in American literature in the final year of his life. He finished it 5 days before he died. Ulysses S. Grant was born 204 years ago today. His name wasn't even Ulysses S. Grant. He was born Hiram Ulysses Grant in Point Pleasant, Ohio on April 27, 1822. The congressman who nominated him to West Point wrote down the wrong name. Grant kept it. The "S." stands for nothing. He hated his father's tannery and loved horses. Graduated 21st of 39 at West Point. Fought in the Mexican-American War, then came home convinced it was an unjust war designed to expand slavery. He later said he believed the Civil War was divine punishment for it. He married Julia Dent in 1848, into a slave-owning Missouri family. His abolitionist father refused to attend the wedding. In 1859, broke and desperate, Grant freed the one enslaved man he'd briefly owned instead of selling him. He could have gotten a year's wages. In the Civil War he became what no other Union general was: relentless. Vicksburg (July 4, 1863) split the Confederacy in half. Lincoln then gave him every Union army. His Appomattox surrender terms: officers kept sidearms, men kept horses for spring planting, no one prosecuted. As president (1869 to 1877) he did something no president would do again until LBJ: used federal troops to crush the Ku Klux Klan. He suspended habeas corpus in 9 South Carolina counties, prosecuted Klansmen before predominantly Black juries, and broke the first Klan. His presidency was also rocked by scandal: Black Friday 1869. Crédit Mobilier. The Whiskey Ring. Belknap. Grant himself never took a dime. He was just disastrously loyal to corrupt friends. The pattern damaged his reputation for a century. After the White House, he toured the world for 2 years. Dined with Queen Victoria. Met the emperor of Japan. Then in 1884, a Wall Street partner named Ferdinand Ward ran what we'd now call a Ponzi scheme. Grant was wiped out. 62 years old. Penniless. Weeks later he was diagnosed with terminal throat cancer. Mark Twain offered to publish his memoirs. Grant wrote in agony, sometimes 50 pages a day, racing the disease to leave Julia an inheritance. He finished the manuscript July 18, 1885. He died July 23. The book made Julia $450,000, about $14M today. It's now considered one of the finest memoirs in the English language. For decades historians ranked Grant a failure. Since 2000 he's jumped 13 spots in the C-SPAN survey, the biggest rise of any president. Happy birthday, General 🇺🇸

@BasilTheGreat Yes 👍

🚨Rupert Lowe was asked his opinion on Tony Blair “He’s an evil bastard” Do you agree with him?

@Jennnyyyyyy 86

Crack the Pattern and find the next number 😏 Difficulty - Easy 😋

@AlexTran677026 👍👍👍

Can you name this movie?

@JohnSlinger @UKLabour Lies lies lies and you know it 🙈

For critics of me and @UKLabour who say ‘why do you only attack Reform/Tories and not talk about your own party’s positive achievements?’ 👀 👇🏻

@Scousebird Daylight Robbery 🙈🙈

Entered Manchester Airport drop off. Parked up. Got bags out for sister in law. Gave hug and said goodbye. Drove to exit. Entire time between the two ANPR cameras? 85 seconds. Cost? Five QUID. For less than a minute and a half of parking! Criminal.

@AlexTran677026 To many to mention 👍

What’s your favorite Paul Newman performance?

@lukey_stanger @MaggsLondonGirl @thomaskgardiner @UKLabour Racism is Racism whatever colour you Lukey !

@MaggsLondonGirl I was suspended from the Labour Party by @thomaskgardiner for my anti-racism activism, calling out & opposing the antisemites that infested @UKLabour during the Corbyn yrs, alongside an ill-judged post about the traveller community, for which I apologised. That’s irrelevant here.

Could anyone identify this @BHAFC travelling on a Brighton to Worthing train this evening? He repeatedly racially abused a 29 year old woman, calling her a Somali pirate and ugly bitch? She was left very distressed and shaken up. Cheers. @sussex_police.👇

@Airaasayss 6

Only 1 percent Get this Right Are you able to solve this.....???

“I won’t do it. Send me to the gas chamber if you want.” Auschwitz, 1943. A French doctor stands before a group of terrified Jewish women. A Nazi officer has just issued an order. “You will assist with the sterilization experiments.” Adélaïde Hautval looks at the women. They already understand what’s coming. Medical torture disguised as science. She turns back to the Nazi doctor. “No.” Silence. No one refuses orders at Auschwitz. No one survives refusal. “You’ll be executed,” the Nazi says. Adelaide doesn’t hesitate. “Then execute me. I still won’t help you harm these women.” The officer backs down. Sends her away. Doesn’t kill her. How did she get there? One year earlier. April 1942. Adelaide is traveling through occupied France. She sees German soldiers humiliating an elderly Jewish woman, forcing her to wear the yellow star. Adelaide steps in. “Leave her alone.” Big mistake. The soldiers arrest her immediately. “You defend Jews? You’ll share their fate.” They pin a yellow star to her coat. Write across it: “Friend of Jews.” Adelaide wears it without resistance. Never removes it. They send her to prison. Then to concentration camps. Eventually to Auschwitz. Adelaide is a doctor. The Nazis need doctors. So they assign her to the camp infirmary. But they keep testing her. Keep giving impossible orders. “Assist in experiments or die.” Adelaide refuses. Again and again. For two years. She dares them to kill her. They never do. They need her skills too much. So she uses that to fight back. She treats prisoners in secret. Steals medicine. Hides sick women from selection lines. When Nazi doctors request subjects for experiments, Adelaide lies: “She’s too ill. You’ll get nothing useful.” The women weren’t ill. Adelaide was protecting them. It works. For two years, she blocks experiments. Protects hundreds. Survives by refusing to cooperate. May 1945. The war ends. Adelaide walks out of Ravensbrück concentration camp alive. She returns to France. Goes back to medicine. Tries to rebuild a normal life. But prosecutors soon find her. They need her testimony against Nazi doctors. Adelaide agrees. She testifies at the Nuremberg Trials, in Frankfurt, and in other war crimes cases. Defense lawyers challenge her. “You’re lying. German doctors wouldn’t do this.” Adelaide stands firm. “I was there. I saw it. I refused to take part. These are facts.” Her testimony helps convict multiple Nazi physicians. In 1965, Yad Vashem honors her as Righteous Among the Nations—for protecting Jewish prisoners and risking her life to resist. Adelaide rejects the spotlight. “I only did my duty as a doctor. As a human being.” She continues practicing medicine, later specializing in psychiatry. Many of her patients are Holocaust survivors. Dr. Adélaïde Hautval dies in 1988 at 81. Thousands attend her funeral. Former prisoners. Their children. Their grandchildren. One woman says: “Dr. Hautval saved my mother at Auschwitz. Hid her during selection. I exist because she said no.” Think about that. Adelaide had every reason to comply. She was already imprisoned. Already marked. Already condemned. Helping the Nazis wouldn’t have saved her. But refusing could have killed her. She refused anyway. Not once. Dozens of times. For two years She used the one thing they needed—her medical expertise—and turned it into resistance. Protection. Survival Most who resisted in camps died. Adelaide lived. Testified. Helped deliver justice Then lived decades more—healing others. Never seeking recognition. Today, few people know her name A memorial in France. A plaque in Israel.A few lines in history books. But mostly forgotten The woman who faced evil and said no. Who dared them to kill her. Who lived—and made them answer for it Dr. Adélaïde Hautval Proof that refusing evil can save lives Proof that one person saying “no” can protect hundreds Proof that courage isn’t the absence of fear— it’s choosing to do what’s right anyway.

Tu hijo no tiene ansiedad. Lo que tiene es falta de hambre. Y la culpa es tuya. Ayer despedí a un chico de 22 años a los diez minutos de empezar su periodo de prueba. ¿El motivo? Me preguntó cuántas pausas para el café tenía y si el trabajo era "presencial obligatorio" porque le generaba estrés el transporte público. Le di su mochila y le abrí la puerta. Sin drama. Sin explicaciones. Estamos en 2026 y hemos creado un monstruo: el profesional de cristal. Gente que cree que el sueldo es un derecho de nacimiento y que el esfuerzo es "explotación". Me dicen: —"Es que los tiempos han cambiado, ahora priorizamos el bienestar". Mentira. Priorizáis la mediocridad. Priorizáis el camino fácil mientras el resto del mundo os pasa por la derecha sin pedir permiso. El éxito no es apto para gente que necesita un "espacio seguro" cada vez que recibe una crítica. El dinero no fluye hacia los que esperan que la empresa se adapte a sus traumas infantiles. Si te ofende este texto, felicidades: eres parte del problema. Eres de los que piensan que "ser amable" es más importante que ser eficiente. Eres de los que confunden tener una opinión con tener resultados. He visto a padres arruinarse pagando carreras privadas para que sus hijos terminen llorando en un hilo de X porque su jefe les ha pedido que lleguen puntuales. ¿Quieres ayudar a tu hijo? Deja de protegerlo de la realidad. Deja de validar sus excusas. Enséñale que el mundo es un lugar hostil que desayuna gente con "potencial" y merienda gente con "títulos". La verdadera salud mental es ser capaz de sostener tu vida sobre tus propios hombros sin pedirle a los demás que carguen con tu peso. Aquel chico se fue llamándome "boomer". Yo me volví a mi mesa a trabajar con gente que sabe que, en el barro, las etiquetas de cristal no sirven para nada. El mundo no te debe nada. Aceptarlo es el primer paso para dejar de ser un estorbo.

@FitFusion__ @UltimateFitnes_ 3

Answer is not "6" Then what is the answer?? Difficulty, "Hard"

@Gosleepriya 2

Only sharp minds will get it right 🤔 How many T's are in that ??

@TheRealJamieKay Sid James 👍👍

Does anyone remember this comedy legend?

@LewisfknMiley Both

Choose wisely.. who do you prefer to stay at Newcastle next season? Woltemade Or Eddie Howe

@MaxE2review @petemcc_peter Well said my friend 👍👏👏

Turn on the London marathon for 5 minutes. Massive Palestine flags flying at the start line. Then on repeated lampposts etc. I’ll get gaslit and abused for saying this but, simply put, it’s an attempt at ideological domination, and a symbol of the Islamisation of our cultural life. The flag of a foreign land, governed by literal jihadist terrorists, who hate Britain, hate the West, and are dedicated to the eradication of Jews. Oh and who recently mass-murdered every ‘infidel’ they could find. It’s forced on us endlessly. And people are scared to push back against it. The average Brit does not want this. The constant sectarian politicisation and corruption of all areas of our social life. It’s not ‘organic’ either. It’s pushed by a vocal and shameless minority of activists. And it’s the result of the importation into, and spread across our nation of, sectarian Islam, which is of course backed up and bolstered by the cult-left and self-hating woke dogmatists.