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Crying….Will Ferrell as Jeffrey Epstein for the SNL cold open tonight 🤣💀

In 1973, a struggling 28-year-old actor walked into a casting office in Los Angeles with just $32 in his bank account. His name was Henry Winkler. He had been in California for less than a year, and he was auditioning for a tiny role on a new sitcom called Happy Days. There was just one problem: Henry Winkler could barely read the script. Not because he lacked intelligence. Because he had severe dyslexia though at the time, nobody knew it. Growing up, teachers called him lazy. Classmates laughed at him. Even his parents referred to him as “dumb dog” in German because they thought he simply wasn’t trying hard enough. He spent most of his childhood believing he was stupid. By the time he became an actor, he had already developed survival strategies. He memorized lines by hearing them once. He listened carefully to rhythm, tone, and cadence. He arrived early to auditions so another actor could quietly read the scene aloud to him first. Then he’d walk into the room and perform it as though he had studied it for days. That day in 1973, producers handed him a few lines for a minor character named Arthur Fonzarelli. The role was supposed to be small. A side character. Comic relief. Henry listened once. Then he transformed the character completely. The producers stopped auditioning other actors almost immediately. Within two years, “The Fonz” became one of the most famous characters in America. Kids copied his thumbs-up gesture. People dressed like him for Halloween. His leather jacket eventually ended up in the Smithsonian. The actor who had spent his childhood being told he was stupid became one of the most beloved stars on television. But Henry Winkler still didn’t know why reading had always been so hard for him. That realization came years later through his stepson. When his 8-year-old stepson was diagnosed with dyslexia, doctors began describing the symptoms. Henry suddenly went quiet. Every symptom matched his own childhood exactly. Later, he said he went home and cried. Not from relief. From grief. Grief for the little boy who had spent decades believing he was broken. The teachers who dismissed him. The humiliation of reading aloud. The feeling that everyone else had received instructions for life that he somehow missed. And then he decided something important: No child should grow up believing that about themselves. In 2003, Henry Winkler began writing children’s books. He partnered with author Lin Oliver because he still struggled to write and spell fluently himself. Together, they created Hank Zipzer — a funny, kind-hearted boy with dyslexia who constantly gets into trouble at school despite trying his best. The character was based directly on Henry’s childhood. The books slowly became a phenomenon. Teachers recommended them. Parents passed them around. Libraries filled their shelves with them. Today there are more than 40 Hank Zipzer books, translated into multiple languages and read by millions of children around the world. For many struggling readers, they became the first chapter books they ever finished on their own. But Henry didn’t stop with the books. For years, he has visited schools and youth centers speaking directly to children with learning disabilities. Often for free. He tells them something he wishes someone had told him when he was young: “How you learn has nothing to do with how smart you are.” That message matters because so many children with dyslexia grow up thinking they’re failing at life, when in reality they’re simply learning differently. Henry Winkler is now celebrated as an actor, author, producer, and Emmy winner. But one of the most remarkable parts of his story is this: A man who spent decades believing he was unintelligent ended up writing books that helped millions of children feel understood. And somewhere today, a child who thinks they are “slow” is opening one of those books for the first time.

𝘼 𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙀𝙈𝙄𝙍𝙊🥹 There are players who wear the shirt, and then there are players who embody the very soul of the club. From the moment you first stepped onto the pitch, we knew you were different. You weren't just there to play; you were there to win, to fight, and to protect. Today, as you hang up your boots, we want to say the simplest and most profound thing we can, Thank you. Thank you for being the immovable object in the midfield. Thank you for the tackles that felt as exhilarating as goals, for throwing your body into the line of fire, and for playing with a fierce passion that mirrored our own in the stands. Every time you wore our colors, you left everything on the grass. You gave us security when we were under pressure, and you gave us belief when the odds were against us. Beyond the trophies, the iconic goals, and the tactical brilliance, what we will cherish most is your character. You played with the heart of a lion and the smile of someone who truly loved the beautiful game. You demanded excellence from your teammates and led by example, showing us all what it means to be a true professional. "You didn't just defend our goal; you defended our honor." Football will be a little less gritty, a little less secure, and a whole lot less exciting without you patrolling the midfield. But you have earned the right to step away with your head held high, knowing you won it all and left an indelible mark on the history of this club. As you enter this next chapter, we wish you, Anna Mariana, and your beautiful family nothing but happiness, peace, and health. May your retirement be filled with the same joy and success you brought to millions of fans around the world. You came as a champion, you leave as a legend, and you will forever be one of us. Thank you, Casemiro. Always our Number 14. With endless love and respect, - The Fans🇧🇷🥹👋

They do not like us they exploited us. They use our culture they use our bodies, our mind or a free labor to get Rich.. today we have culture vulture They don’t support reparation.. They don’t believe we should get reparation for 400 years of free slave labor.. They are not our friends and they are not our allies.

More evidence of American support to terrorist groups destabilizing the region as usual

They’re playing Bob Marley and The Specials at Tommeh’s rally. The irony is killing me.

“WE NEED TO LET THEM DO INSIDER TRADING TO FEED THEIR FAMILIES” That was the actual argument just made in defense of politicians trading stocks. Members of Congress make $174,000 a year. The median American income is roughly $63,000. (3x less) Meanwhile the federal minimum wage is $7.25 an hour… also unchanged since 2009. And you’re seriously being told politicians need access to insider trading to survive. The system is designed to lead earth to neo-feudalism. And it’s becoming more brazen by the year. Asset ownership consolidates upward. Living standards decline downward. The middle class gets squeezed from both ends and disappears while the elite class accumulates more wealth, more influence, and more protection. Leaving behind a permanent underclass. And a permanent political-financial aristocracy at the top…