Tim Scego

Oxford University is older than the Aztec Empire, the Ming dynasty of China, the Inca Empire, the Māori settlement of New Zealand, and the Ottoman Empire.

🚨 OLYMPIAN RYAN LOCHTE: "We started watching these people getting baptized, and something came into me, something so pure." "I'm going to start crying. It felt so real watching these people get baptized." "And I asked [my girlfriend], 'What is this?'" She said, "They're washing away their sins. They're getting a fresh start publicly." "And I was like, 'Honey, I want that.'" "And so, I got baptized. I washed away my sins, and trust me, I had a lot!" "... To put your life in front of God and give it to God has changed everything for me." "I'm finding who I am." "I am being a better father, a better person, and I just love the person that I've become now, and I owe it to God." @SatAmericaFNC @FoxNews ⬇️

This guy got so annoyed with spam callers that he wrote a script that endlessly calls them back and plays Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up” on repeat until they finally block his number.

These were all released within 57 days of each other in 1991

Thinking of Tony Gwynn on what would have been his 66th birthday. Will start with something I always enjoy sharing — this Gwynn weather map the San Diego Union-Tribune did to honor him. Forecast called for reign.

In honor of Bobby Cox, here’s almost 20 minutes of him getting ejected. Legend.

No one is worthy of worship. I was recently on Ben Sasse’s Not Dead Yet podcast, and man what a great conversation we had. We talked about faith, family, success and so much more. If you don’t know, back in December Ben was diagnosed with stage four metastasized pancreatic cancer and he started this platform to navigate life with his diagnosis. Super proud of this one and being able to chat with two extraordinary guys! Please give this a listen and show your support: podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/chr…

This is the single greatest political ad I have ever seen.

Teacher Appreciation Week! Please make sure that the words you say match the actions you bring. The stuff matters. The words matter MORE. The gift card could end up in the junk drawer…the conversation could be the one they talk about when they retire. #LeadFromWhoYouAre

Good morning beautiful people.. I hope you have the greatest weekend of all time. I’m thankful for another year of life.. I had zero expectations of living this long. I would’ve missed out on so much. Huge thanks to my family, the lads, and all of you for allowing me to get to live this dumb ass life… I’m the luckiest man on Earth. I appreciate you all. Cheers to the next trip around the sun.

Joseph Plumb Martin wrote and published his memoirs in 1830 at the age of 70. The book was lost to history, rediscover in the 1950’s, and published again in 1962. Like many memoirs, he may have embellished it, but it’s rooted in the experiences endured by the common soldier instead of the heroic accounts of men like Washington, Greene, and Knox. Nevertheless, this is an eye opening tale of suffering, endurance, and patriotism. Joseph was born in Massachusetts on November 21, 1760, therefore he was just a teenager when he joined the army in 1776. At the time, he lived with his grandparents in Connecticut and had difficulty gaining their permission to enlist. He and his company were soon sent to New York where they saw action at Long Island, Kip’s Bay, Harlem Heights, and White Plains. Later in the war, he was at Germantown, the siege of Fort Mifflin, and the Battle of Monmouth. His company was shipped off to the Hudson Highlands and West Point. He spoke of Benedict Arnold’s treason and John Andre’s execution. He was with the unit of sappers at Yorktown who dug the parallel entrenchments used to besiege Cornwallis’ army. In his memoir, Joseph paints a picture of camaraderie between he and his “messmates.” Their shared struggles with constant starvation, nakedness, lack of shelter, sickness, fatigue, and hard duty is a theme throughout. “To have to lie, as I did, almost every other night on the cold and often wet ground… without a blanket, and with nothing but thin summer clothing, was tedious.” “The army was now (Valley Forge) not only starved but naked; the greatest part were not only shirtless and barefoot, but destitute of all other clothing, especially blankets.” “…I have often been so beat out with long and tedious marching, that I have fallen asleep while walking the road, and not been sensible of it till I have jostled against some one in the same situation;…” He candidly wrote about the officers who made bad decisions, quartered in homes and ate well — “for they must have victuals, let the poor men fare as they would.” His detailed descriptions of the army’s failure to provide pay and provisions, his food foraging expeditions, and food sometimes provided to the soldiers by civilians underlies the desperation he experienced enduring starvation. Yet amid all these descriptions of misery, Joseph demonstrates a sense of humor, compassion, courage, mischief, and admiration for “handsome ladies.” He refers to those who are killed or dies as “Poor young man!” or “Poor fellow!” When his regiment returns to White Plains, he sees that the Hessians who died at the battle there the year before are ill-buried and he feels sorry for them. “Here the Hessian sculls as thick as a bomb shells; — poor fellows! they were left unburied in a foreign land…” When the war ended in 1783, he wrote that the happiness he had anticipated was not realized. “….there was as much sorrow as joy transfused on the occasion. We lived together as a family of brothers for several years (setting aside some little family squabbles, like most other families,) had shared with each other the hardships, dangers and sufferings incident to a soldier’s life…” He concludes with after the war the soldiers were never given the land they were promised nor their yearly clothing allowance. But the heart rending message was how the country vilified them — the army was idle during the war or the militia could have done the job. The soldiers’ hardships were debased and underrated. “President Monroe was the first of all our Presidents, except President Washington, who ever uttered a syllable in the ‘old soldiers’ favor.” Of the voices of slander, he wrote: “It was very easy for them to build castles in the air, but they had not felt the difficulty of making them stand there.” “And now, kind Reader, I bid you a cordial and long farewell.” ~~ Joseph Plumb Martin Joseph Plumb Martin died on May 2, 1850 at the age of 89. He passed away in Prospect, Maine.

Everything was good until I realized this man has an IQ of 178 and a master degree in electrical engineering from Oxford University

The end of an era. This will always be my favourite Infowars moment: a cri de coeur about the fate of man in an anti-human age. Hard to believe Infowars is over, but that spirit--and Alex Jones--still live.

Roman expansion using Total War: Rome 2 campaign map

At 54, former Nebraska Sen. Ben Sasse is dying of pancreatic cancer. In a conversation with Scott Pelley, he shares his message on faith, family, AI, and a divided nation. Sunday on 60 Minutes. 60Minutes.com

@GlobeEyeNews As foretold in the Polandball prophecy:

Very neat draft by President Kennedy to be sent to Stan Musial. (1962) #STLCards

There is not a single Muslim controlled nation in the world that recognizes free speech, freedom of religion, or basic human rights. There is not a single Muslim controlled region that respects your precious pluralism. Wherever they hold power, they oppress women and persecute Christians. Yet we have both Protestant and Catholic leadership trying to tell the rank-and-file that we should have some sort of communion with Islam and that we worship the same God. I pray for every single Muslim to come to Christ. But in the inimitable words of Jack Nicholson in As Good as It Gets, sell crazy somewhere else. We’re all stocked up here.

Rory McIlroy immediately runs to hug his little girl after winning the Masters This is what matters. Not trophies—family.

Kurt Cobain's reaction to Madonna's ticket prices in 1993