Mercy Be

Your new neighbors are on the way:

According to Biden’s DOJ, talking about record inflation and how Americans can’t afford groceries, is Russian disinformation.

You know how I tell u guys the inside of The Blob is the triangle of diplomacy / defense / intelligence agencies in gov't & the overside of The Blob is the donor & drafter class that sets those gov't agency policies? This is what that looks like.

'Never Has America Faced A Greater Threat Than Donald Trump,' Says Guy Who Started Two Wars And Shot A Dude In The Face buff.ly/3TBula9

Each day a new troubling revelation about Tim Walz is exposed. The latest is that he helped secure funding for SARS-CoV-2 funding at the Wuhan Lab. @gekaminsky an investigative reporter for the Washington Examiner is reporting that Tim Walz has long promoted a Minnesota-based medical research center with a history of working with the Wuhan Institute of Virology in China.

Media & DOJ are saying Russia paid Youtubers to help Trump But here’s the thing - most of the big Tenet voices who took the $$ did not endorse Trump during the primaries If anything, they actively worked against him by supporting other GOP candidates This whole thing reeks of a smear setup against the MAGA movement

@EndWokeness "We are worried about our safety from illegals coming to our county." Woman: "We are not going to treat people differently because of how they look." The gaslighting is insane.

Council meeting abruptly shut down in Sylacauga, AL after residents demand transparency over influx of illegals:

BREAKING!🚨 North Carolina: @LaraLeaTrump reports that the Harris campaign was found to be engaged in “HIGHLY ILLEGAL” campaign activities involving teachers and students. The Gaston County School Board has reportedly shut this down and is currently investigating the matter.

they don’t want u to know dis info

Why don't you just sign an Executive Order wishing away the $35,000,000,000,000 in Government Debt while you're at it.

It just happened again. Biden and Harris overinflated the last 2 jobs reports: July jobs revised: 114K to 89K (-25k) June jobs revised: 179K to 118K (-61k) Why does this keep happening?

Praying for America: I thought about the future of evil men—suddenly God will send them down to their destruction. They will awaken to the truth as one awakens from a dream of things that never really were! (Psalm 73) Lord, please awaken us all to the truth. In Jesus' name, Amen

Here we go.

Game wardens when Haitians hunt out of season:

Ed is a little punk bitch.

Why did @CNN weirdly re-write this passage about the Georgia shooter's thoughts on trans-identifying people?

@njoyzgrl81 May God bless you,your husband, Destin and his grandmother.🙏

Ask any farmer and they’ll tell you; every day, while the responsibilities traditionally remain the same, the unexpected is sure to appear. I don’t often ask for prayers but if so inclined, I’d appreciate them about now. I have cameras in my barns mostly for foal and calf watch, emergencies and fire prevention. Since I got hurt, I haven’t kept my regular chores schedule. I’m still on crutches and hubby has taken care of the farm. He left for a one day out of town trip early this morning after chores, so he turned in last night around 8 and I snuggled into his big comfy chair and continued reading the book I started last week. After a few pages in, the lower horse barn entrance camera alerted for motion. I pulled up the live view and the sliding door was ajar by 2 feet. I switched to the aisle camera, nothing. Flipped to my office camera and there on the screen was a kid no more than 15 looking through my cabinets. I woke up the hubby, he quickly threw on his jeans and boots and we rode down in the side by side, killing the motor well before the barn, we coasted down the hill in silence, with me watching the live view on my phone. Just before we made the turn to approach the lower gravel entrance, I stopped my hubby and shared with him the view of the office. The kid was sitting on the floor, eating the peanut butter I use for masking dog meds and loading mouse traps. My husband went in to my office as quietly as possible while I continued to watch the screen. He spoke with the young man for several minutes before the two emerged from the barn. My husband asked me to return to the house, make a couple sandwiches and grab a quart of milk while he stayed below with our visitor. Just as I pulled in to our house drive, I got a text from my husband. “Fill a couple bags of staples from the pantry, some water bottles, a bag of dog food, grab my wallet and the farm truck keys, and bring it down with the sandwiches. I’ll talk to you when I get home, I won’t be gone long.” I made the sandwiches, filled 4 bags and grabbed the waters, dog food and milk. It took a couple trips with the crutches to load up the side by side but it was manageable. I rode back to the horse barn and he transferred everything to the truck without a word. The young man and my husband drove off as I made my way back. It wasn’t 20 minutes later and the truck lights lit up the drive. My husband, a retired cop, and current professional “bullet sponge”, managed to squeeze his 6’8 frame onto the chair with me. Softly, just above a whisper, he began to tell me about Destin, the 13 year old uninvited guest and his dog, Romeo. He’s 13 and was sent to live with his grandmother 2 weeks ago, after he found his mom OD’ed. He hasn’t seen his dad in 5 or 6 years. His grandma lives in an old farmhouse, the land parceled and sold off years ago after his grandpa died, just a few streets away. I don’t know her but to wave when I’ve passed by. Things have been tight in that house, not enough to get by. Destin has been feeding Romeo his daily bologna sandwich while foraging local barns and farms for extra food. This should not be the experience of any American, especially a young growing teen. My heart is broken as I could not imagine my children that desperate, ever. I’ll be spending today and every Friday cooking weekly meals for Destin and his grandma. Destin will be helping my husband with farm chores after school, earning extra money. There are too many Destins. They are in my community and yours. They’re young, old, and in between. If you haven’t met one yet, grab lunch for a homeless person today. They’re probably not close to a barn with a jar of peanut butter.