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It still amazes me of the forethought that our Founding Fathers had 🇺🇸
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Optimistic Curmudgeon
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Optimistic Curmudgeon
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Father, husband and pureblood patriot. MAGA! Grown men do not use emojis. No DMs, I do not respond and will unfollow.
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James Madison described the powers of the federal government as “few and defined” and those reserved to the states as “numerous and indefinite.”
We’ve been dangerously drifting from that understanding since the 1930s.
The drift has been most evident in areas now most fraught with waste, fraud, and abuse.
If we honored the Constitution’s limits on federal power, there’d be very little waste, fraud, and abuse in our national government.
Share if you’d like to see a “constitutional reset,” in which any government function that’s not obviously and necessarily federal under the Constitution would be returned “to the states respectively, or to the people,” as the Tenth Amendment specifies.
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Alec Baldwin killed more people by himself than all Trump supporters combined did at the Capitol on January 6th.
Zero people were killed by Trump supporters on that day and there are STILL millions of Democrats that somehow don’t know this.
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One of the hardest things a dad can go through. Is hearing one of your children, no matter their age. Call you crying because they are scared of a cancer diagnosis.
I’ve aged another 10 years in the past week!
So heartbreaking…the wait to see if it has spread!
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I’m gonna be hung over like a bear in the morning and the car smells like onions . 😂🇺🇸🔥#GodblessAmerica 🇺🇸
LadyValor@lady_valor_07
What’s your first thought when you see this meal?
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@CherieCurrie3 These folks are absolutely insane!
You know, if ballot harvesting was illegal in California none of these knuckleheads could ever hope to win an election.
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Really? BAN BBQ’ing in CALIFORNIA?
Laughable lady! LAUGHABLE!
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Powerful
A Gene Robinson@AlBuffalo2nite
🚨American Parents… A SOCIAL CONTAGION IS HERE. DEMOCRATS INTEND TO INFECT ALL AMERICAN CHILDREN. You better start paying attention to who your children are around right now. Because one confused, angry, reckless young man with no structure, no discipline, and no moral boundaries can drag your son straight into the abyss… just like what happened in the Foolio murder. This wasn’t some hopeless kid born into total chaos. Julio Foolio had opportunity. He had a future. He had people trying to steer him right. But the toxic street culture got to him first… and it got to the ones who ended him too. The glorification of retaliation. The obsession with opps, clout, diss tracks, and false masculinity. The nonstop flexing of guns, narcotics, and “beef” on social media. Predators in that world spot weakness immediately. They recruit angry young men. Flatter the insecure ones. Target the father wounds. Isolate sons from real wisdom. Then weaponize them. That’s exactly how the coordinated ambush in that Tampa hotel parking lot went down… part of the ongoing Jacksonville gang war that spilled blood on his 26th birthday. Parents keep thinking: “My child would never do that.” Until your son starts dressing different. Talking different. Mocking discipline. Rejecting authority. Glorifying “sliding on opps.” Chasing street fame. Trying to impress people who would abandon him… or worse… the second real consequences hit. The Scriptures warned us: “Bad company corrupts good morals.” Not sometimes. Always. Now those young men sit convicted… futures gone… realizing too late that the ones cheering them toward destruction were never brothers. They were parasites feeding on confusion, ego, and the cycle of destruction. Foolio’s end… the trial… the penalty phase… It’s all playing out as the latest tragic example. Wake up, parents. Monitor the music. The friends. The phones. The energy. Street culture isn’t “just entertainment” anymore… It’s a pipeline. Protect your sons before another young life gets swallowed by the same abyss. #Foolio #FoolioMurder #ProtectOurKids #SilentMajoritySpeaks #AStoneGroove
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Cilantro is disgusting soap-flavored garbage that ruins every dish it's in.
Ban it.
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The US already rejected 2 female candidates for
POTUS, Kamala Harris and Hillary Clinton.
Why does Gavin Newsom think her luck will be different?
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@Oldtimers365 My father’s Ferris Fain baseball glove.
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@LouMalnatis #1 for me, my wife loves the little triangles. I’d lose a finger if I ever reached for one!
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In 1992, a company called Nabisco released a green box of cookies that explained the entire era better than any government document could.
They were called SnackWell's. They were fat-free. The fat had been removed, and to make a fat-free cookie taste like anything at all, it had been replaced with sugar and refined flour, in quantities that made the cookie nutritionally worse than the cookie it was pretending to improve on.
The marketing did not mention the sugar. The marketing said: fat-free. And a public that had been trained for fifteen years to read "fat" as the single enemy understood "fat-free" to mean "free." Free of consequence. Eat as many as you like.
They did. SnackWell's outsold Oreos. The boxes held twelve cookies, framed as a sensible single serving, and were emptied in a sitting by people who genuinely believed they were being good. By 1995 the brand was selling nearly half a billion dollars a year.
It produced a phenomenon real enough to be given a name in the psychology literature. The SnackWell Effect. The tendency to overconsume a food precisely because its label has told you it is virtuous.
A nation ate itself heavier on cookies it had been told were a diet aid, and could not work out why.
The green box was not an outlier. The green box was the whole decade, condensed, on a supermarket shelf.
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Lots of firsts for Hussein.
#33 is HILARIOUS!
Denise 🇺🇸@NoDMsPerfavore
Obama's accomplishments 🙄 1. 1st President to be photographed smoking a joint. 2. 1st President to apply for college aid as a foreign student, then deny he was a foreigner. 3. 1st President to have a SS# from a state he has never lived in. 4. 1st President to preside over a cut to the credit-rating of the United States. 5. 1st President to violate the War Powers Act. 6. 1st President to be held in contempt of court for illegally obstructing oil drilling in the Gulf of America. 7. 1st President to require all Americans to purchase a product from a third party. 8. 1st President to spend a trillion dollars on "shovel-ready" jobs when there was no such thing as "shovel-ready" jobs. 9. 1st President to abrogate bankruptcy law to turn over control of companies to his union supporters. 10. 1st President to by-pass Congress & implement the Dream Act through executive fiat. 11. 1st President to order a secret amnesty program that stopped the deportation of illegal immigrants across the U.S., including those with criminal convictions. 12. 1st President to demand a company hand-over $20 B to one of his political appointees. 13. 1st President to tell a CEO of a major Corp (Chrysler) to resign. 14. 1st President to terminate America’s ability to put a man in space. 15. 1st President to cancel the National Day of Prayer & to say that America is no longer a Christian nation. 16. 1st President to have a law signed by an auto-pen without being present. 17. 1st President to arbitrarily declare an existing law unconstitutional & refuse to enforce it. 18. 1st President to threaten insurance companies if they publicly spoke out on the reasons for their rate increases. 19. 1st President to tell a major manufacturing company in which state it is allowed to locate a factory. 20. 1st President to file lawsuits against the states he swore an oath to protect (AZ, WI, OH, IN). 21. 1st President to withdraw an existing coal permit that had been properly issued years ago. 22. 1st President to actively try to bankrupt an American industry (coal). 23. 1st President to fire an inspector general of AmeriCorps for catching one of his friends in a corruption case. 24. 1st President to appoint 45 czars to replace elected officials in his office. 25. 1st President to surround himself with radical left wing anarchists. 26. 1st President to golf more than 150 separate times in his five years in office. 27. 1st President to hide his birth, medical, educational & travel records. 28. 1st President to win a Nobel Peace Prize for doing NOTHING to earn it. 29. 1st President to go on multiple "global apology tours" & concurrent "insult our friends" tours. 30. 1st President to go on over 17 lavish vacations, in addition to date nights & Wednesday evening White House parties for his friends paid for by the taxpayers. 31. 1st President to have personal servants (taxpayer funded) for his wife. 32. 1st President to keep a dog trainer on retainer for $102,000 a year at taxpayer expense. 33. 1st President to fly in a personal trainer from Chicago at least once a week at taxpayer expense. 34. 1st President to repeat the Quran & tell us the early morning call of the Azan (Islamic call to worship) is the most beautiful sound on earth. 35. 1st President to side with a foreign nation over one of the American 50 states (Mexico vs Arizona). 36. 1st President to tell the military men & women that they should pay for their own private insurance because they "volunteered to go to war & knew the consequences." 37. 1st President to tell the members of the military that THEY were UNPATRIOTIC for balking at the last suggestion. 38. 1st President to get away with unaliving someone and making it look like an accident. (Chef) What’s missing?
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The real systemic racism today isn’t about White people holding Black people down. It’s a self-sustaining system inside Black communities that’s actually run by Black leaders. It works like this: Black neighborhoods get packed into heavily Democratic districts through gerrymandering, creating guaranteed voting blocs. The political machine then needs those votes to stay in power.
To keep getting them, they promote a narrative that racism is everywhere and White people are the real enemy. The more you push this message, the higher you rise in the status hierarchy. In this culture, your status goes up the more loudly you complain about racism, Republicans, and systemic oppression. The loudest victims and professional activists sit at the top. They get book deals, TV appearances, speaking fees, and power. The school teachers, pastors, and influencers who enforce this narrative are next.
They get respect and influence by attacking anyone who steps out of line — especially Black conservatives. Regular Black folks who just want to work, raise their kids, and live normal lives get very little status in this system. Success through personal responsibility actually threatens the narrative, so it’s quietly discouraged. It’s self-bondage. Black people have the freedom to vote differently but rarely do, because their entire social hierarchy is built on staying in the grievance game.
The worse conditions get in their communities, the more it proves the narrative that they need more help and more Democratic policies. It’s a perfect system. The crop — the votes — gets harvested every election because the people running it have convinced everyone the chains are actually protection. And the people enforcing it most aggressively aren’t White racists.
They’re Black leaders who’ve built their entire identity and income around keeping their own people emotionally enslaved to this story.
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@KatTimpf God Bless you Kat. You are in my prayers during this unimaginable crisis. May you find strength and comfort in this difficult time.
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My seemingly healthy, strong father Daniel “Dad Timpf” Timpf died very unexpectedly on the evening of May 7 at just 69 years old.
It does not seem like enough to simply call him my father, because he was so much more than that. He was my rock, my hero and my best friend. He was loyal, funny, kind, selfless, hard-working, and so devoted to his children that it was impossible to be near him and not find yourself inspired. He was a writer, a painter, a sailor, and somehow knowledgeable on every subject from world history to literature to accounting. He was the most dependable person anyone has ever met. I always felt like, as long as I had his phone number, there was not a problem I could not solve. I needed him here with me; I am not okay, and I am far from the only person who feels this.
The birth of my son in February 2025, his first grandchild, was supposed to be a happy new beginning for our family. A family that had been already once devastated by an untimely loss: the loss of my mother Anne Marie to a rare disease in 2014 just a matter of weeks after her diagnosis.
The joy of my son’s birth was, of course, complicated by my also very unexpected breast cancer diagnosis just a matter of hours before going into labor with him. During this time, my dad did what he did best, which was to save the day. As soon as he heard about my diagnosis, he simply got into the car and started driving to New York -- making it through the tunnel just as my son was born…on the day that happened to be his own birthday, as well.
In the tumultuous time of a simultaneous new cancer diagnosis and new baby, my dad was the sole reason for our stability, rushing in to help care for our son, and returning to do so again for my double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery, and any time that we ever needed him. It was an awful, awful year… but I found so much joy and hope throughout it by watching the beauty of a very special relationship form between my son and my father. This horrible thing that was happening was creating such a very special bond between the two of them -- almost making the terrible thing worth it -- and I was so excited to see how that bond would grow.
The bond was of top priority for my father, who visited from Michigan often. I saw him last on the Monday before he died, and my son was so proud to help his grandfather push his suitcase down to the car as he left. The goodbyes were quick. Why wouldn’t they be? We would all see each other again at the beginning of June, when we would all head to Texas for my shows and to see my grandpa. We wanted to make sure that my son could spend as much time as he could with his great-grandfather. He is, after all, 93.
I was certainly not over the trauma of my cancer or having to amputate the breasts I so badly wanted to feed my son with, but the one thing I could always count on to get me through my worst moments was seeing my son’s and my father’s faces light up when they saw each other, be it during the visits or our routine morning and bedtime FaceTime calls.
That is, at least, until I had to hear over the phone from a doctor I had never met in an emergency room in the same town up north that I’d previously announced to my father that I was pregnant that my dad was dead; I would never see him again, and neither would my son. It would turn out that last year was not the hard one, after all. Rather, it was the one I would now do anything to relive. I would amputate my breasts every year just to be able to speak with him one more time, even for five minutes.
I am currently living an unimaginable horror. For many people, this is a tragic story. For me, it’s my life. I do not know how I will recover from it. I only know that I have to for the sake of what is left of my family.
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