Dragon Fire

Powerful warning EVERY Westerner needs to hear from a brave Iranian woman: She uses a simple parable — you invite a man claiming to be a “messenger of God” into your home. He rapes your daughter, murders your son, destroys your family… and says it’s all “God’s will.” That’s exactly what happened to Iran after the 1979 Islamic Revolution. 47 years of rape, murder, oppression, and cultural destruction under this evil regime. Supporting action against the regime isn’t “attacking Iran” — it’s helping liberate the Iranian people from hell. Wake up before this ideology spreads to your country and does the same. Watch until the end. It’s time.

Strong men must be ready to stand up

@SportsCenter @RichEisenShow Darrell's comments are admirable. The bottom line is, it's all about putting our best out there to win gold. I must confess after watching the games, flag football is quite an interesting sport and I was amazed at Team USA's skills, and the rules make perfect sense for the game

"It was never NFL versus Flag Football players." U.S. National Flag Football Team member Darrell Doucette joined the @richeisenshow to give his reaction to playing against NFL players 🏈

@PeteHegseth Aye, Semper Fucking Fi 🇺🇸❗️

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@joeroganhq WTF Joe? Cartel members-check. Gang members-check. Drug dealers-check. And others. Illegal=illegal by all definitions. Where the fuck have you been?

Joe Rogan: "There’s two things that are insane. One is the targeting of migrant workers. Not cartel members, not gang members, not drug dealers. Just construction workers. Showing up [at] construction sites, raiding them. Gardeners. Like, really?"

@disclosetv If there's one person in that group that all should listen to, it's Coach Saban 🐐Roll Tide.

NOW - Trump, Condoleezza Rice and Susie Wiles shake hands and walk off together after White House event.

@MAGADevilDog Sweet Indeed 🇺🇸

SWEET!!! 😎🇺🇸

@patriot_savvy @hodgetwins You go Girl, epic beatdown 🇺🇸👏

Oh look, the Hodgetwins finally grew a spine… about six weeks too late and aimed in the completely wrong direction. Y’all spent YEARS grifting off Trump’s name, hawking merch, dropping podcasts hyping him as the second coming, cashing checks from the same MAGA faithful you’re now crying “betrayed” to. You milked the audience dry, then when the bill came due for your boy actually doing what politicians do, making deals, playing the game, prioritizing certain allies, you flip the script and act like shocked child? 🚨Newsflash: 🚨 Trump never promised to be your personal messiah who’d nuke every boogeyman on your wishlist Day 1. He promised America First, and last I checked, that still includes not letting Iran turn our bases into parking lots while you clutch pearls over “no new wars.” But sure, let’s pretend the guy who survived two impeachments, lawfare, assassination attempts, and the entire deep state trying to bury him suddenly “disgraced his legacy beyond repair” because he didn’t deliver your fantasy timeline on your pet issues. Biggest fall from grace you’ve ever seen? Brother, look in the mirror. The only thing falling faster than your credibility is the speed you went from “Trump is our fighter ✊🏾” to “Trump lied and backstabbed us 😭” the second he didn’t perform like your personal action figure. Y’all aren’t patriots disappointed in a leader, you’re content creators mad the algorithm shifted and the grift got harder. You built your brand on his back, pocketed the clout and cash, and now you’re biting the hand that fed you because feelings got hurt. Pathetic. Weak. And transparent as hell. Go sell some more supplements or whatever scam you’re running this week. The real ones who actually fought for this country aren’t buying your sudden “principled stand” act. Trump’s legacy? Still towering over whatever footnote you two leave behind. Sit down.

@grey4626 Sister you fucking ROCK ! 🇺🇸🫶

Holy FUCKING hell... Last night wasn’t a State of the Union. President Trump turned the House chamber into a Sun Tzu masterclass in psychological annihilation...a blood-soaked operating theater where he performed a live vivisection on the carcass of the Democratic Party while they lay strapped to the slab, twitching, exposed, and too ideologically lobotomized to even pretend they gave a single fuck about America. As Sun Tzu wrote: “If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.” Trump knew them to the marrow. He knew their sanctuary-city sacrament, their catch-and-release Moloch worship, their “diversity is our strength” death cult. He knew the exact fault lines in their necrotic souls. And he struck where they were weakest...right in the heart of their own chamber. The angel families. The shattered parents of Iryna Zarutska...that radiant 23-year-old Ukrainian soul butchered on a Charlotte light-rail. Republicans rose like lions, roaring tribute to a daughter whose only crime was believing this nation still meant something. Democrats? Stone-faced ghouls. Not one stood. Not one clapped. Pure, weaponized indifference. Sun Tzu: “Attack him where he is unprepared, appear where you are not expected.” Trump appeared with the bodies. With the blood. With the receipts. He forced them to confront the corpses their open-border fetish had stacked like cordwood. And they could not move. Acknowledging that would have required confessing that their entire worldview is built on managed decline...on sacrificing citizens at the altar of Narrative. This is not politics. It is the philosophical signature of souls in bad faith, slave morality born of pure ressentiment. A black, necrotic core laid bare. Then the circus of the damned: Omar and Tlaib, those Hamas-adjacent wretches, erupting in feral chants like possessed maenads every time Trump spoke of sealing the border and deporting the monsters. Their true allegiance spilled out raw...to the invaders, the rapists, the traffickers, the ideology that keeps the grift alive. Peak Democrat. Peak projection. Peak psychic gangrene on national television. Sun Tzu: “The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.” Trump didn’t need to lift a finger. He simply held up the mirror. He named every failure, every lie, every body. He didn’t criticize...he executed. He forced their brains to short-circuit live on camera while he stared straight into their vacant eyes: “You caused that.” “These people are deranged.” He laid the receipts bare: their votes gutting DHS, their refusal to protect citizens, their open-border treason that turned streets into killing fields. Record-low crossings? Silence. Americans finally first? Silence. The golden age they watched slipping through their blood-slick fingers? Stone silence. Because deep down they embody the perversion of telos: a polis that has inverted virtue itself...choosing resentment over flourishing, death over life. They hate strength. They hate sanity. They hate any order that does not place them atop the ruins. They hate you, me, and every normal soul who simply wants a sovereign country that puts its own people first. Sun Tzu: “He will win who knows when to fight and when not to fight.” Trump knew this was the moment. He didn’t descend to their level. He elevated the battlefield. He made them reveal themselves completely...feral, tribal, America-hating...while the nation watched in real time. They became the proof of their own indictment. Last night was no speech. It was a mirror thrust before the Democratic abyss...and what stared back was a horde of soulless specters, too far gone, too necrotic, to even flinch from their own reflection. Trump didn’t just win the night. He subdued the enemy without firing a shot. Well done, Sir. Well done. 🗡️💀🗡️

@WhiteHouse I'll take this any day over Biden's Trans sabotaged Easter, on the same damn lawn at that. 'Merica Baby! 🇺🇸

CHAMPIONS IN THE HOUSE 🦅🇺🇸

🚨BREAKING: Powerful moment as Navy Under Secretary Hung Cao—who fled communist Vietnam as a child—delivers a direct message on immigration to the Vietnamese American community in Orange County, CA! "Don't come to this country and ask for the American DREAM if you’re not willing to obey the American LAWS and embrace the American CULTURE!" Cao, a retired Navy captain confirmed as Under Secretary of the Navy in 2025 under President Trump, spoke from personal experience: His family arrived with nothing after escaping communism in 1975. They asked for nothing, built a life through hard work, and he went on to serve 25 years in the Navy, run for U.S. Senate in Virginia in 2024 (as a Trump-endorsed candidate), and now hold a key Pentagon role. He also highlighted his own story in the remarks: "We came to this country with NOTHING. We asked nothing from this country... together, we will make America great again!" Comment "🙌🏾" if you agree!

@SmoothRey There's also the Iranian backed militias in Iraq that needs to go, too.

🚨IRAQ🚨 Simply—Until the Islamic country of Iran is handled, secured with guarantees, there’s NO moving forward in Iraq with a new purchasing power Dinar Rate! Until then, you will continue hearing—Regurgitating, repeat, say again, restate, recapitulate, iterate, reiterate, recite, rehearsed news from Iraq! Thank you for your attention to this matter!

@libsoftiktok And the point is?? OMG do we have a mental illness problem.

Anti-ICE activists in Minneapolis are now sticking dildos to their own heads to protest against arresting criminal illegal aliens. They're also throwing the dildos at federal agents and assaulting federal vehicles.

Listen the fuck up... For four fucking years, the United States military...the most feared, most lethal instrument of violence ever forged by man...was deliberately, systematically, sadistically dismantled from the inside by DEI. Not weakened. Not hampered. Dismantled. Turned from a pack of apex predators into a bloated, self-loathing, quota-chasing circus. This wasn’t accident. This was ideological warfare waged by people who hate the very concept of American power. They knew exactly what they were doing. Merit...raw, proven, battlefield merit...was declared the enemy. The warrior ethos that built legions capable of projecting overwhelming force across the planet was labeled “toxic masculinity.” Standards that separated killers from civilians were attacked as “systemically racist.” Physical fitness tests? Slashed and re-slashed until passing them required less effort than a Planet Fitness membership. Ranger School, once the gold standard of infantry leadership, saw its bars lowered and its failure rates mysteriously plummet the moment political pressure demanded female graduates. The first women passed...miraculously...in clusters that defied statistical reality. Coincidence? Fuck no. It was engineered. Promotion boards became diversity checklists. You could be a mediocre officer with the right skin tone or pronoun set and leapfrog decorated combat leaders who’d actually smelled blood and cordite. The message drilled into every troop: your kills, your wounds, your nights in the shit carrying your buddy’s body...none of that matters as much as identity politics. Unit cohesion...the single most critical factor in combat effectiveness...was shattered on purpose. Trust is oxygen on the battlefield. When a Marine looks at his platoon sergeant and wonders if the slot was earned or gifted to hit a quota, doubt creeps in. When soldiers watch standards crater so certain demographics can pass, resentment festers like gangrene. When the entire officer corps is paralyzed by fear of being labeled bigot for enforcing basic discipline, the whole organism begins to die. This is not theory. This is Thucydides, Clausewitz, and every hard lesson from Cannae to Fallujah: armies that prioritize anything over competence and trust get annihilated. And the numbers don’t lie. Recruitment collapsed. Good men and women who grew up wanting to serve looked at the rainbow flags flying higher than the American flag on bases, at the mandatory “extremism stand-downs” hunting imaginary white supremacists, at drag queen story hours hosted on military installations...and said, “Fuck this.” They walked. Our enemies saw it all. Xi grinned while we obsessed over microaggressions. Putin laughed as we chased climate goals for fighter jets. Iran’s mullahs toasted while our carriers sat half-manned. We became the global punchline: a military more concerned with pronouns than projectiles. We were no longer feared. We were pitied. But that era is dead and buried. Trump is back. Pete Hegseth...actual warrior, Bronze Star, infantry officer who’s led men in contact, who knows the metallic taste of fear and the weight of command...is now Secretary of War. No more theorists. No more activists. No more political hacks who’ve never heard a round snap past their head. Merit is law again. Promotions go to killers, not checkboxes. The woke parasites, the careerist cowards, the quota-chasers...they’re being purged without mercy. The message is clear: this is no longer a social experiment. This is a war machine again. Focus is absolute: train hard, shoot straight, break things, kill people who need killing. Overwhelming, terrifying, decisive violence...that’s the only mission. America’s military isn’t just recovering. It’s awakening with a vengeance. It’s hungry. And the world is about to remember what happens when you fuck with us. 💀⚔️🪖

The Grammys 2026: High Priest Ritual in the Temple of National Fucking Suicide They gathered again in their gilded cathedral of rot...Los Angeles, that festering wound on the Pacific...dressed in borrowed glamour and borrowed morality. Another blood-soaked liturgy where the priestly caste performs its annual sacrifice: the slow, deliberate disembowelment of what’s left of this nation. Front row, sequins instead of black robe, Supreme Court Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson rises to her feet in ecstatic applause when Bad Bunny snarls “ICE Out” from the altar stage. A sitting Justice of the highest court in the land...sworn to uphold law, border, order...giving a full standing ovation to open contempt for federal law enforcement. Let that sink in like venom in the veins. This wasn’t a slip. This was revelation. The mask was never on. The regime’s high priests no longer bother with impartiality. They revel in the destruction they orchestrate. Jackson didn’t just clap...she consecrated the ritual. She signaled to every parasite in the room: the law is dead, borders are heresy, dissolution is holy. Bad Bunny, crowned for a Spanish-language album in a nation that no longer speaks its own tongue, gets choked up as the room erupts. Not for art. For politics. For the sacred chant: let the invasion continue unchecked. Let the cartels flow. Let the children vanish into the machine. And the Justice stands. Applauds. Beams. This is pure narcissistic pathology. They’re addicted to moral inversion...the dopamine rush of signaling superiority while engineering collapse. Slave morality in full bloom: resentful, sanctimonious, devouring the host to feel alive. They hate the strong, the ordered, the bounded. They worship chaos because chaos lets them posture as saviors while they loot and burn. One giant fucking circle-jerk of elitest whores. Jackson’s ovation wasn’t enthusiasm. It was orgasm. The erotic thrill of watching the nation bleed out while she sits in judgment over its corpse. The whole rite was choreographed initiation: Celebrities in “ICE Out” pins like medieval pilgrims wearing the cross...except their cross is the dagger aimed at sovereignty. Trevor Noah smirking through Epstein jokes while the room howls...because pedophile networks are only scandalous when the wrong tribe runs them. Nudity, screeds, manufactured tears...all to normalize the abnormal, to make deviance doctrine. This isn’t entertainment. This is state-sanctioned Black Mass. They don’t celebrate music; they celebrate power. The power to force you to applaud your own replacement. The power to make a Justice cheer the dissolution of the laws she swore to defend. And you peasants at home...scrolling, seething, numb...are meant to absorb the message: resistance is futile. The elite have spoken. Borders are sin. Law is oppression. The future is brown, fatherless, rootless, obedient. They don’t need your love; they need your horror. Both keep you chained. Jackson’s standing ovation is late-stage empire distilled: the guardians of law openly celebrating lawlessness. Rome had bread and circuses. We have award shows and open borders. Same trajectory. Same grave. There will be no impeachment. No reckoning. The regime protects its own. She’ll rule from the bench for decades, impartiality forever stained by that ecstatic clap. The next ritual...Oscars, Tonys, Super Bowl...will push further. Always further. Acceleration is their only god. So watch if you must. Rage if it feels good. But know what you’re witnessing: a priestly caste dancing on the grave they dug for you. They hate you. They hate order. They hate the nation that elevated them. They will not stop until everything beautiful is desecrated. Wake the fuck up. 💀🔪🩸

@Ghostofcynthia @billieeilish Ladies and gentlemen, the take down of the year thus far. Wow, just wow. 👍👏👏 Bravo!

Quentin Tarantino defending Roman Polanski👇 “She was down with it…I don’t believe that’s rape. I mean, not at 13. Not for these 13 year old party girls.”

@snwse21 May God guide you brother. One last departing word on the IQD: I have not forgotten your advice on when/if it revalues - the Iran backed militias must go first! Take Care.

Here, my journey comes to an end. This is not a courtesy—I am truly fortunate and happy to have kind followers like you, my friends. I pray that God grants you all goodness and blessings, and I wish you the very best in life. For personal reasons, I am ending my journey here.

What sensible forward thinking cutting edge leading nation is having a DEBATE on whether or not there should be VOTER ID?!?!!!! Like?!?!? They’re actually fighting NOT to have ppl present ID while voting for your leaders!!!!! Do you get it?!?!!!! Do you get it now?!?!!!