UnfilteredElvis

The fact that Trump has Elon Musk, Jensen Huang, Tim Cook and America’s biggest tech CEOs on Air Force One to China tells you this isn’t just politics anymore — it’s a battle for the future of AI, chips, manufacturing and global power. When billionaires and presidents move together, the world economy usually shifts after.

JUST IN: 🇺🇸🇨🇳 President Trump says Elon Musk, Nvidia CEO Jensen Huang, Apple's Tim Cook, and other top US CEOs are on Air Force One heading to China.

@nikitabier What happened to my Algorithm?

Just one more feature and it'll be fixed

@alpacino841_ She better don't come close where I'm in the restroom

We strongly advise against doing it at all. My sister tried it, and now she has such severe sound sensitivity that she can literally hear an ant moving. She can’t sleep, and even the wind sounds loud in her ears. 😩

@____selah Won’t there be a latency delay?

looking forward to the first video of a tesla trying to drive directly through it

@elonmusk 🤣🤣

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@elonmusk But I'm tired of wataa, chudia. Hw should suspend crazy accounts, I haven't never been the same seeing them everyday on my timeline

@john322226 E no pass abacha

No fear! I Dey very busy today with Elon funds. I never forget say I go do giveaway! Make I enjoy small first

@YuanBraun @WhiteHouse It’s never just business. U.S.–China deals blur commerce and strategy—market access, tech transfer, and influence all tied together. “Non-political” is a stretch.

@givelvis @WhiteHouse The main purpose of this trip is business — that’s always been Trump’s style: make money and secure benefits. China thinks the same, and they’ll surely reach many non-political deals

TODAY.

@WhiteHouse Genuine question: why does it feel like global conflict is being discussed like a strategy game instead of real consequences?

Bing, Bing, GONE!!!

@patrickbetdavid Honest question: do we actually know who is making decisions in the institutions that shape global outcomes? Or just the faces we’re shown?

How many more Eileen’s are out there in politics, Fortune 500 companies, universities and military?

@instablog9ja If Venezuela can become a US state, what exactly is stopping any country from applying like it’s university admission? 😭

President Trump reportedly considering making Venezuela the 51st US state

You’d think surviving all that was the end of it. It wasn’t. The next day, I decided to do the right thing. I went to the police station to report the kidnapping — not just for us, but for the driver they took. Before that, I had already contacted Taxify (Bolt) customer service, explained everything, and gave them the details of the trip so they could trace their driver. Then I walked into the station and told my story. Everything. From Owerri to Orlu. The fake checkpoint. The guns. The escape. And then something happened that shocked me just as much as the kidnapping itself. They told me to pay ₦5,000 to write a report. ₦5,000. I thought they were joking. I’m standing there — a victim — explaining how we escaped armed kidnappers… and the first thing they’re telling me is to pay money before they can even document it. When I questioned it, the woman said: “Who will buy the book and the pen we use to write the report?” I told her I didn’t have money. She refused to write my case. Just like that. No report. No urgency. Nothing. After everything that happened the night before, that moment hit differently. Because it made me realize something else: Sometimes surviving the danger is one thing… Getting help after is another battle entirely. Nigeria needs to do better. This could have been prevented. That driver could still be out there. And the system meant to help… asked for ₦5,000 first. Stay safe out there.

(Part 4… Final) Later, I found out my friend had been running non-stop too. While I was hiding, villagers were still chasing him. He kept jumping fences, scaling through compounds, just trying to escape. They thought he was a thief. Eventually, they caught him in a compound and dragged him out. That’s when everything finally started slowing down. They brought me to where he was, and that’s when we realized something unexpected… We were in the village chief’s compound. We explained everything — from Owerri, the fake checkpoint, the guns, the kidnapping, the escape. At first, they didn’t believe it. But as we kept talking, things started to make sense. Then the chief said something that still gives me chills: “You people are lucky… very lucky. If you had gone further from where you jumped, there’s nothing there but bush.” That was when it really hit us how close we came. We cleaned ourselves up, still shaken, still trying to process everything. Then we contacted our people to come and take us back. We left home for a birthday party… And ended up escaping kidnappers, running from villagers, and hiding under cars just to stay alive. I’m sharing this so people stay aware. Things can change in seconds. Stay alert. Stay safe.

We left Owerri heading to Orlu for a birthday party. It was supposed to be a simple 30–40 minute drive. Calm, normal… nothing unusual. Then we approached a checkpoint. The driver thought they were police officers. To show compliance, he even turned on the inner light. That single moment changed everything. In a twinkle of an eye, they yanked the driver out of his seat. No proper questions, no checks. Just force. They pushed him to the back seat with us. One of them joined us at the back, pressing us down, while another took over the steering wheel. Before we could even react, the car was no longer ours. They had taken control. Two more heavily armed men got on a bike and started following us closely as we sped off. That’s when it became clear—this wasn’t a checkpoint. It was a setup. They had planned it. We were now trapped in our own ride, surrounded, with no idea where we were being taken. The driver was shaking, shouting “Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” One of them kept hitting me, ordering us to close our eyes. They drove fast, leaving the main road and heading deeper into unfamiliar streets. That was the moment reality hit me: We had been kidnapped. (Part 2…)

(Part 3…) We kept running until our legs could barely carry us. In the chaos, we jumped behind a small store where people were drinking. But imagine the scene from their perspective—two guys jumping out of nowhere at night, running like our lives depended on it… To them, we looked like thieves. Panic spread instantly. People started running. Others started shouting. Within seconds, the entire area turned against us. Before we could explain anything, they were already chasing us. At that point, I was completely disoriented. I didn’t even know where I was anymore. I ran to a nearby house, banging on the door, begging them to let me in. I tried to explain, but fear had already taken over the whole area. They didn’t listen. They went inside… and locked the door. That moment was something else. Alone. Confused. Hunted from both sides. So I hid. I squeezed myself under a parked car and stayed there… still, silent, trying not to breathe too loud. This was around 8:30pm. I don’t know how long I stayed there, but it felt like forever. Then I started hearing voices… Familiar voices. People from our area who had come looking. “Where is he? Where is he?” They found me and pulled me out. They kept asking what happened, but honestly, I was still in shock. The worst part? I didn’t even know where my friend was. (Part 4…)

(Part 2…) At that point, fear took over completely. We were in the back seat with one of them, squeezed together with the driver. The man beside us had a gun and didn’t hesitate to use his hands either — slapping, threatening, commanding us to shut our eyes. “Close your eyes or I’ll shoot you.” The driver kept shouting “Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” His voice was shaking. You could hear the fear in it. Nobody knew where we were being taken. The car kept speeding… from the main road into darker, quieter streets. That’s when I knew — if we go too far in, it might be over. I couldn’t think straight. My heart was pounding so loud it felt like everyone could hear it. Then something happened. My friend, sitting beside me, somehow started working on the door. I still don’t understand how — the car was on central lock. But he didn’t panic. He focused. Slow. Careful. Intentional. And then… click. The door unlocked. In that moment, everything slowed down. He looked at me. No words. Just a decision. He pushed the door open and jumped out of a moving vehicle. For a split second, I froze. Then instinct took over. I jumped too. We hit the ground hard. It wasn’t clean. It wasn’t smooth. It hurt. But adrenaline doesn’t let you feel pain immediately. We got up and ran. No direction. No plan. Just ran. We didn’t look back. We didn’t stop. We just kept running until we couldn’t hear the car anymore. That’s how we escaped. They didn’t chase us. They kept going… with the driver. Till today, I don’t know what happened to him.

@RyanGarcia I only need 200

This is going to be HUGE

@waysxmany @gork aren't they let out sometimes for sport?

Insane....You see this and realise that life imprisonment is worse than the death penalty.

@Uchechukwu_Jeny Try cheat make you carry your Ghana must go and get out

We women should emulate these men sometimes, no prayer to restore his marriage, or staying for the kid, straight to divorce, See men in the CS congratulating him on his divorce, no single vile comment, lets maintain this same energy when a woman comes here to announce her divorce