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@nicksortor @rightwingertoo Can ANYONE explain to me why someone who stole $5,000,000 from FEMA… …IS NOT IN PRISON FOR LIFE?!!!!!! EXPELL HER FROM CONGRESS AND THROW HER IN JAIL!!!!!!

People who do this to dogs should never be allowed to own a pet again. 95 degrees and they left it in the car for over 40 minutes to go to the beach.

@RealDonKeith Guy: “Can I call my wife”… Cop: “she’s in custody”🙌 Loved it..cuffed immediately

In 1976, a Black woman opened a restaurant in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, with just sixty-four dollars in her pocket. The space was empty. The stoves were cold. There was not enough money to prepare a full day’s menu. So she made a decision. She would start with breakfast. Her name was Mildred Council. Most people knew her as Dip, a nickname from her childhood on a farm in Chatham County, where she could reach deeper into the water barrel than anyone else. The path that led her to that empty kitchen had taken decades. Her mother died when she was two. Her father raised seven children on a tenant farm, teaching them how to grow food, stretch what they had, and survive through the seasons. She learned to cook by watching the women around her, measuring without tools, judging heat by instinct, understanding food through experience rather than instruction. By the time she stood holding the keys to that building on West Rosemary Street, she had spent years cooking in other people’s kitchens. She had worked in local restaurants and for university houses, but ownership had never been offered. Now she had a lease. The building was worn. The floors were marked. The equipment was unreliable. But it was hers. She did not go to a bank. She went to the grocery store. With sixty-four dollars in her purse, she walked through the aisles, selecting eggs, flour, bacon, and grits. She kept track of every price in her head. At the register, the total came to forty dollars. She paid. She kept the remaining twenty-four dollars to make change for customers. There was no margin for error. She carried the groceries back, unlocked the door, turned on the lights, and started cooking. The first plates went out to working men and students looking for something simple and filling. She served them on plates she had brought from home. They ate. They paid. The register filled. Late in the morning, she took the money she had just earned and walked back to the store. This time she bought what she needed for lunch. Chicken, vegetables, flour, oil. She returned and cooked again. The lunch crowd came. They ate. They paid. In the afternoon, she repeated the process. She used the money from lunch to buy what she needed for dinner. She was not operating a business in the usual sense. She was moving hour by hour, using what she earned to survive the next part of the day. She did not have the resources to make it through the week. So she made it through the morning. On that first day, she earned one hundred and thirty-five dollars. By the time she finished cleaning late that night, her feet were so swollen she could not put her shoes back on. She sat alone in the kitchen, soaking them in ice water before she could walk home. She opened again the next day. And the day after that. Mama Dip’s Kitchen stayed open for decades. Mildred Council became one of the most respected figures in Southern cooking. She wrote cookbooks. She served national leaders. She gave jobs to people who were often turned away elsewhere. When she died in 2018, the restaurant had grown into something far larger than that original space. The first building was eventually gone. A historical marker stands nearby now, listing her name and her achievements. It does not mention the sixty-four dollars. Or the forty-dollar breakfast. Or the three trips to the store in a single day. But that is where it began. Mildred Council built something lasting. One meal at a time. Starting with breakfast.

@ForgiatoBlow47 Hell yes

Do you think it was the right move for President Trump last night to pardon Rudy Giuliani, Sidney Powell, Mark Meadows, and others involved in efforts to challenge the 2020 election results? A. Hell yes B. No

@KerryGoode 🙏🏼🙏🏼

When Peace Meets the Perfect Storm There are days when life feels like a comedy written by the universe itself—painful, unpredictable, and somehow still funny when you look back. But even in those moments when everything seems to crash at once, God has a way of teaching us something deeper than the chaos. Sometimes peace doesn’t come wrapped in quiet rooms or perfect circumstances. It shows up right in the middle of the storm—when your body aches, your plans glitch, and your patience runs out. That’s when you discover the kind of peace that doesn’t depend on what’s happening around you, but on Who’s holding you through it. Pain reminds us we’re human. Peace reminds us we’re held. And foolishness? Well, that’s just life’s way of keeping us humble enough to laugh while we learn. When everything goes wrong—when the system crashes, the eyelid sticks, or the help walks right by—remember this: God never walks by. He steps in. He sees the mess, the frustration, the exhaustion, and He’s already working behind the scenes to restart what feels broken. Faith isn’t proven in the calm; it’s revealed in the crash. It’s the blink that still works when strength doesn’t. It’s the whisper that says, “You’re not alone,” even when silence fills the room. So today, if you find yourself in your own “perfect storm,” don’t panic. Don’t give up. Don’t assume peace is gone just because things look chaotic. Sometimes the storm is the classroom, and peace is the lesson. Let your heart rest in the truth that God’s presence doesn’t depend on the noise level—it depends on His promise. And His promise still stands: “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9) Even when life hits you with pain, peace, and pure foolishness—He’s still in the room.

@LoneStarChica Why didn’t they call the police while this was going on????

🚨 THIS PUPPY NEEDS HELP – AUSTIN, TX A disturbing case of animal abuse was witnessed on 4/15 around 10:30 PM at: 📍 2603 E 14th Street, Austin, TX A witness reports a pit bull puppy was chased, beaten, and choked by a man at the home. The puppy could be heard screaming, gasping for air, and crying out in pain. When the puppy cried, the witness heard the man yell: “shut the f up.” The witness stated she was afraid for her safety and did not immediately intervene. Multiple individuals were present at the home and did not intervene. This happened in plain sight. 📞 PLEASE TAKE 1 MINUTE TO HELP: Austin Police (Non-Emergency): 512-974-2000 @Austin_Police @austinpetsalive There is power in numbers! Your voice and your call can make a difference.

@NiallHarbison I became a member today. 🎉

🚨 Time for my annual competition… 🐕 Visit me and the dogs in Thailand ✈️ 2 flights to Thailand 🏝️ Hotel stay for 1 week A trip of a lifetime. To enter all you have to do is sign up for email updates here niallharbison.substack.com/?utm_source=X&… Winner Tuesday. Good luck 🥳

@fleming4senate I would look at who would vote for the Democrat agenda during the Biden regime…Julia Letlow and Bill Cassidy were ALWAYS on that list. These two are DemoRATS in disguise.

Don't be deceived, there is ONLY ONE MAGA Conservative in the race for US Senate - John Fleming.

@Chicago1Ray @bur_shay @SpeakerJohnson This is @SpeakerJohnson You can tag him all day long and he couldn’t care less.

TIME TO GET LOUD FOLKS 🚨 You don't get to use ($5M) dollars in FEMA money on yourself and remain in Congress I'm calling on @SpeakerJohnson to expel Sheila Cherfilus-McCormick today... let him hear you.... he'll see this...

DogDog has been able to donate $4,000 so far to @NiallHarbison at @wearehappydoggo. Just from people using our search engine! Take a look at the huge progress they’ve made with George Clooney. His skin will take another couple of weeks to heal but look at his body language now. He's out walking and everything.

The only POTUS you supported was Joe Biden. Your voting record proves that…and it’s identical to Bill Cassidy’s. All of a sudden you became a Republican when @POTUS endorsed you (we are still trying to figure out why he did). I support President Trump…BUT not on this endorsement.

Louisiana voters watched Bill Cassidy turn his back on President Trump time and time again.  I have always stood firm in my support for @POTUS and the America First agenda. In the U.S. Senate, I will continue to do exactly that.

You’re an amazing person. This is what rescue is all about….saving that one sweet soul for that lady. Yes there is animal cruelty WORLDWIDE…and if EVERYONE that comments about Thailand being bad needs to take a look around your OWN neighborhood. I live in SE Louisiana and it’s horrible. In my entire life I have NEVER seen a person do what you have done in animal rescue. You are making a difference in controlling the dog population in that area. Bless you Niall and keep doing what you are doing. It’s an amazing thing. 🙏🏼🐾❤️

@mattvanswol -10. Oh wait, that is 1-10. I’ll stay at the -10 anyway

On a scale of 1-10… How would you rate the current performance of the GOP in Congress?

Property taxes need to be abolished.

@TrumpNewsFanss Hallelujah 🙌

BREAKING 🅱️ RFK Jr is preparing to ban Pharmaceutical Ads on TV.. Thoughts?

@RepLuna @7pairsofpanties 🙏🏼🙏🏼

A friendly reminder that House Oversight subpoenaed the records of the congressional sexual harassment slush fund and we will be releasing them. Maybe we’ll see more resignations, you never know. #trashday

@atensnut Wow…then you were robbed of a great childhood. 😂😂😂

I think they’re called “clackers”. Never owned any or knew anyone who did.

The U.S. Congress is one big theft ring, one big insider trading criminal outfit, and one big twisted sexual assault scandal. Not all of them, but we need to know who, and they need to be removed from office and put into prison. Release the Congressional Hush Money Files !!! We The People have had enough of this.

@_DOGPOOL_ 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼❤️

Many of you know that the man that owns the land I have my rescue kennels and house on had a stroke. Sadly, Tom has passed away. The damage he suffered was too much. He wasn't only my landlord; he was a close friend that will be greatly missed. The older you get the more you lose it seems. Today I will be meeting with his son to learn the outcome here. We have had a few meetings and talked on phone several times. I have done all I can along with others to show him the value of what we do, and all the pups saved. Even the local Animal Control officer met with him promoting us. Tom bought this land in 1979. For peanuts. With the sprawl coming north from Raleigh, through Wake Forest and into the northern counties of NC the land value has skyrocketed. I know the last 10 years Tom was constantly being offered to buy him out. They are putting up subdivisions left and right. Undoubtedly the son has done his homework and knows this too. So today I will learn our fate here. I have done a lot of legwork in the meantime and have places at other rescues for all the pups here. That won't be an issue. We have had several rescues backs here over the years and they now will have ours. We have also been exploring options in the area to continue local rescue but haven't found a reasonable option yet. Whatever happens I will continue rescue. If not here locally, somewhere else. The son is an odd guy and tough to read. Hoping he sees doing good as valuable as the land he just inherited. Either way we will finally know something today. Thanks for all the support. Any prayers would be appreciated.