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Decent men apply the "Napier Protocol" to a conflict in cultures. General Sir Charlies Napier was Britain's 19th century commander-in-chief of India. When asked to respect the Indian custom of burning widows on their husband's funeral pyre, he replied: "Be it so. This burning of widows is your custom; prepare the funeral pile. But my nation has also a custom. When men burn women alive we hang them, and confiscate all their property. My carpenters shall therefore erect gibbets on which to hang all concerned when the widow is consumed. Let us all act according to national customs."

Israeli lioness "If this is the end, then I’ll end it well. I’ll die with honor. I’ll do the best I can. And I’ll fight until my very last drop of blood." "I walked between them, gently touching their faces, stroking them softly, telling them I was sorry, and closing their eyes. And I remember telling myself in that moment that those people, who were now making their final journey, were unbelievable heroes."" "They fought there like lions to save Kibbutz Sufa. They fought until their last drop of blood."

That is Lieutenant Colonel Or Ben Yehuda, commander of the CARACAL unit near Gaza. On the morning of October 7th, she opened her eyes and saw Hamas in front of her. “I look up at the sky, then lower my head again, glance to the side, and there are maybe five pickup trucks coming toward me, full of motorcycle riders. There are terrorists leaping between the sand dunes and the trees, all of them wearing vests and uniforms, moving in our direction, and I can’t even count them properly with my eyes. It’s hundreds. Hundreds. And farther back, on the distant road, I see columns of Gazan civilians simply walking toward us, some armed, some not. And I say to myself: ‘That’s it. This is where I die. Right here, exactly where I’m standing now. This is where I die.’ Then I said to myself: Fine. If this is the end, then I’ll end it well. I’ll die with honor. I’ll do the best I can. And I’ll fight until my very last drop of blood. So I turn to my soldiers, a group of twelve heroic fighters waiting for me to tell them what to do. I turn to them with half a smile. Later, they told me I smiled; I didn’t remember it. And I tell them: ‘Come on, let’s tear them apart!’ And they all shout back: ‘Yalla!!!’ They come to the embankment with machine guns, with everything they can carry, and we position ourselves there and start firing at everyone approaching the outpost. We’re shooting like mad. At some point, we had a LAU missile with us, so we fired it at one of the Hamas pickup trucks. The truck exploded in a massive blast, something unbelievable. There must have been huge amounts of explosives inside, and the explosion took several of the motorcycle riders with it. And little by little, I suddenly realize many of them are beginning to retreat, turn around, and flee back the way they came. And suddenly I understood: yes, we’re doing something significant here. We were there for about half an hour, and then, in the middle of all the chaos, I suddenly hear the tracks of a tank behind me. It was an unbelievable sigh of relief. I told my deputy company commander: ‘Stay here! I don’t know whose tank this is — I’m going to get it!’ It was already around eleven o’clock. I start moving backward, advancing toward the tank through the concrete barriers, and suddenly I realize a terrorist is jumping at me from point-blank range, and in another second, he would’ve been hugging me. And my luck was that I already had a round in the chamber and my finger on the trigger. It was literally a question of who shoots first, and I shot first. The terrorist collapsed in front of me. And I froze for a moment, like, what was that? What just happened? Then I hear my deputy commander yelling from behind me: ‘Commander! Commander! Are you okay?’ I look at myself, I’m okay. I turn back toward him and signal with my hand: everything’s under control. He runs up after me, looks at me, and says, ‘What… what just happened between you two?’ And I tell him: ‘Exactly what’s going through your head right now.’ But the tank! I remember — I can’t let it leave. We need it. I ran quickly toward it, and because I’m used to working with my tank crews, I started signaling to them in tank hand signals: ‘Terrorists there, behind me, do this, shell over there!’ And he’s with us, he understands immediately. And for the first time, I suddenly have additional force joining me. We make some kind of flanking maneuver, take up a strong position, and simply fire toward wherever the terrorists are coming from. We keep firing and firing, and they start pulling back. And I understand — all of us understand — that if we don’t continue fighting right now, those terrorists will get past us and reach all the communities behind us. At a certain point, my deputy commander and his radio operator are hit by an RPG and collapse to the ground. So we pull them out of there. Then I call friends of mine who are pilots flying Yasur and Yanshuf helicopters, and I ask them to come land at the helipad near the outpost, because I’ve evacuated wounded soldiers there and I need them to clear our casualties out. And it actually happens. They arrive, they land, and they evacuate the wounded for me. Meanwhile, my medical unit is there the entire time treating casualties, loading them up, evacuating them to the helipad. We managed to bring there the wounded from the APC we had seen, the wounded from our battalion, and several civilians we picked up along the way — people who escaped from Kibbutz Sufa, from Pri Gan, and from other places. They all received treatment from my incredible medical team — those angels — and the helicopters I called in evacuated them to Soroka Hospital, where they finally received proper care. There were also many dead in that battle. There were dead. And I remember one moment at the end, when everything was over, just minutes before they came to evacuate the bodies. There was a moment when they were lying there side by side, and I walked between them, gently touching their faces, stroking them softly, telling them I was sorry, and closing their eyes. And I remember telling myself in that moment that those people, who were now making their final journey, were unbelievable heroes. They fought there like lions to save Kibbutz Sufa. They fought until their last drop of blood." From Or's book 'book One Day in October'.

"First, Thune has to go. Never before in the history of the Senate has a majority leader of the president’s own party kept the Senate in session to prevent recess appointments, and he has refused even to bring the SAVE America Act up for debate. He’s arguably the worst possible choice Republicans could have made." americanthinker.com/articles/2026/…

No Trump judges, no voter ID SAVE Act, 50 bills already passed by the house in limbo. Pardon my language, but this guy is a worthless piece of shit. He’s worse than a grifter Democrat. Fetterman has done more for the Republican platform than this weasel. Treacherous rat.

@Keir_Starmer The history books will show you were worse than Stalin. Stalin killed, yes, but he didn’t import monsters to rape little girls.

I’ll always champion peaceful protest. But the Unite the Kingdom march organisers are peddling hatred and division. We’ve already blocked visas for far-right agitators who want to come here to spew their extremist views. They don't speak for the decent, fair, respectful Britain I know.

@itsrosesm Dividing by zero is infinity not a 1000

Not everyone will agree but Johnny Carson was 1000x better than Jimmy Kimmel!

@realMaalouf This imbecile went on national TV a week after 9-11 and lectured us—preposterously—that “Islam is Peace.” That was more destructive than 9-11 itself.

How the hell did the city that experienced the biggest Islamic terrorist attack in history vote for a Muslim mayor?

@baseballcrank That was exactly my thinking. I wanted a single book to tell me about the Civil War—I too came up with Battle Cry for Freedom. Wasn’t disappointed.

Classic. Definitive. You should read more than one book on the Civil War and its causes - but if you only read one, this should be it.

@trainwithtish Love the smile

Women who lift are different because we understand something most people never will… these bodies weren’t handed to us. They were built in early mornings, sore joints, hard seasons, discipline, consistency, and choosing long term gratification over temporary comfort. So when people try to insult muscular women, it actually tells us more about them than it does about us. Because women who strength train know exactly what muscle represents. It represents: independence capability resilience confidence discipline self respect longevity freedom Freedom to hike, ski, travel, carry our own luggage, get off the floor easily at 80, and keep saying yes to life long after society expects us to shrink. These muscles weren’t bought with filters, surgery, shortcuts, or starvation. They were earned. And maybe that’s why they make some people uncomfortable. A strong woman is harder to shame. Harder to manipulate. Harder to convince aging means decline. The truth is… comments like these rarely discourage women like us. If anything, they remind us we’re doing something uncommon in a world that profits from women feeling weak, insecure, and small. So no… we don’t want smaller arms. We want stronger bodies, sharper minds, better health, and the ability to fully live our lives for as long as possible. And we’ll keep lifting.

@prageru According to Dostoevsky, 94% of you are lying.

What do you value more...

@fOx1257067 @grok compare the explosive power of Mt St Helens to Hiroshima sized atomic bombs.

On May 18, 1980, Mount St. Helens erupted with the force of 24 megatons of TNT, making it one of the most powerful volcanic eruptions in U.S. history. The blast was so violent it literally blew the top off the mountain, triggered massive landslides, flattened millions of trees, and sent ash across multiple states. To this day, the footage still doesn’t look real.

@realAtlasPress Edwin Moses Undefeated for a decade September 2, 1977 – June 4, 1987

Alexander’s battle record. Imagine being this good.

@CultureExploreX July 17, 2026

In which of Homer’s epic does Achilles die?

How do they feed themselves?

@EchoesofWarYT Who's playing Washington? Whoopie Goldberg?

Who else is excited for this?!

@EYakoby Islam is the gayest religion.

This is Gaza right now. Last week, Doctors Without Borders said the entirety of Gaza was facing severe malnutrition. You cannot make this up.

@GnosisWolf "Black fatigue"

This gal crushes BLACK FATIGUE. Nobody cares about skin color, but poor behavior and loud/aggressive ghetto culture, plus obsessive victim mindset…is not helping anyone.

@MattKaramazov So glad for the Edith Hamilton sighting. The best.

Them: "How many books is ENOUGH for you?!" Me: "Just a few more."

OMG, she cracks me up.

@marklevinshow Get him on the end of a noose NOW. This monster should not take one more breath.

Subhuman monsters

@EricLDaugh Hardball is you send Thune packing--NOW!

🚨 HOLY CRAP! Scott Presler just went outside John Thune's OFFICE and said he's now playing HARDBALL because the SAVE America Act has stalled Presler is now calling for Republicans to VOTE AGAINST Thune allies Bill Cassidy this Saturday in Louisiana — and against John Cornyn in Texas on May 26 "Send a clear and decisive message to Senate majority leader phone it. If you do not pass what we want as the majority, the popular vote, then you're going to lose with meticulous precision, colleague after colleague until you give us what we want peacefully. Game on." "I mean this in earnest, this is the single most important piece of legislation the American people want in his country saving. And I've done my best to be diplomatic. I've done my best to reach across the aisle and work with members of Congress in order to pass legislation that 84% of Americans want!" "It's time to play hardball." @ScottPresler

@seanfeucht At least we can still fornicate, defecate, and shoot heroin in public.

BREAKING: The People's Republic of Washington has now officially banned "aimless driving" punishable by a $1000 fine. No more "joyriding" or "clearing your head" or "cruising around." You must have a "lawful destination" to be on the roads in Washington. Communism at its finest on display. Next up: A ban on "aimless walking, hiking or breathing."