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@Passengersolo @beyondreasdoubt You are thinking like a westerner.

@UtahSandersTwo @beyondreasdoubt It's an evil tactic... it disincentivizes dialog which may be needed to attain peace. Sometimes unconditional surrender happens... but if you destroy all confidence in negotiations, it ends up being the only way to accomplish cessation of conflict except for mutual withdrawal

Iran doesn’t want to negotiate - what are we even doing

@Manhattva There is some talk about doing this into the bear river in Wyoming

We could pump infinite water throughout the entire Intermountain West, all the way down through the deserts of the west, For about 1/10 of what the United States spent on funding the Ukraine war. This is not a joke.

@LDSLaw My life is confirmation bias

Karl Popper, the famous 20th century philosopher, maintained "that it is impossible to speak in such a way that you cannot be misunderstood: there will always be some who misunderstand you."

@Passengersolo @beyondreasdoubt If you missed my point, other cultures negotiate differently than us. One thing most recognize is power. Hence, bombing in the middle of negotiations.

@UtahSandersTwo @beyondreasdoubt You mean like how we bombed them in the middle of negotiations 2x?

To first-order, the government taxes the rich to give to other-rich 'to give to the poor', but the second kind of rich are The Smart Nice Good Credentialed People which makes it progressive

Gay surrogacy and gay adoption are predicated on the idea that gay men (or women) have a “right” to become parents. This idea is not only morally insane but also logically incoherent. It’s exactly like jumping off a building and claiming that you have the right to fly. Nobody has the right to defy the laws of nature. Where would such a right even originate? Two men cannot be parents. It’s impossible. Doesn’t matter how they feel or what they want. It cannot be. The only “right” at issue here is the right of the child. And the child has a right to be raised by a mother and a father, not two men masquerading as mother and father.

@FranziaMom @ChrisExpTheNews East of Eden still has a piece of my heart.

The four greatest pieces of American art are East of Eden, Kind of Blue, Citizen Kane, and Eastbound & Down

Patriots Day. Marking April 19, 1775. When Americans took up arms against their king, and bled, at the crack of terrible dawn. It's a holiday in Massachusetts and Maine, which was then part of Massachusetts. Should be a national holiday. July 4 marks the day they published a piece of paper, telling the king to shove it. Important. Up until then it was a civil war. Americans who considered themselves Englishmen fighting British troops. After that, it was Americans fighting the British for their independence. Patriots Day is first blood. I took my boy to Lexington for the re-enactment when he was just six. We arrived well before dawn, to get a place right on the Green. Right by the stone that marks the place where Capt. Parker's line was. With his reported order etched in it, "Stand your ground. Don't fire unless fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here." Which is where it did. There was a light rain, and my boy pressed himself against my legs for shelter and warmth. A woolen horse blanket over our heads against the rain. Around 5 am he said, "Daddy, my feet are cold." I said, "Stamp your feet." So he did. Only complaint out of him. Brave boy. Just before dawn, we heard the fifes and drums coming up Massachusetts Avenue. The same road the British took on their 20-mile march from Boston to Concord to seize a cache of American guns and munitions. Why we have 2A. The British could see where things were going, and were actively trying to disarm the Americans. In New England, close to Canada, they were heavily armed. Nearly every able-bodied man had a musket and was in the militia. White and black. My boy and I heard the crash of boots. Loud. I felt him shudder against my legs. Then the British re-enactors rushed onto the Green, shouting. Both sides in their reports after the fact agreed, no one knows who fired the first shot. Was it an accidental discharge, a provocateur trying to get things going? No one knows. Both sides erupted in fire. A cacophony of flints sparking powder in the pan, then the discharge. A violent discordant atonal symphony, up and down the line. Clouds of white gunsmoke, with streaks of fire cutting through. The British troops in red uniforms and black leather helmets pushing forward, bayoneting the militia in their broadcloth farmers' work clothes. Officers trying to bring it to a stop. The British had fired without orders. Royal Marines Maj. John Pitcairn, who had been tapped to lead an Army vanguard, did not want this. He was a man respected and liked by the Americans who knew him. Killed later at Bunker Hill, buried in the Old North Church. The British troops by now hated the Jonathans, as they called the New Englanders, who never missed an opportunity to mock them. The troops finally brought to heel, they marched the five miles on to Concord. Leaving the American dead and wounded on Lexington Green behind them. The first Americans to take up arms for their freedom. My boy is grown. He's one of them now. An American soldier. Ranger tab, jumps out of airplanes. For you. He told me years later, he knew what he was going to do from age 5. 9/11. We always spoke to the kids in age appropriate ways about what was happening in the world. He knew. He was the one, flipping channels from Sesame Street to Nickelodeon before kindergarten, who saw the Twin Towers spewing smoke and went to tell his mother. When he was seven, when I was back from Iraq, tucking him in, he said, "Dad. When I grow up, if I'm not killed in battle, I want to be a major league baseball player." So we still make them like that, those farmers who lined up at Lexington Green.

The Airline Deregulation Act of 1978 stands as one of the most spectacular vindications of free market principles in modern American history. Before deregulation, the Civil Aeronautics Board controlled every aspect of commercial aviation: routes, schedules, and most critically, prices. Flying remained a luxury reserved for the wealthy elite, with fares artificially inflated by regulatory capture and government-sanctioned cartels. Within a decade of deregulation, average airfares plummeted by 50% in real terms. The number of passengers more than doubled from 250 million in 1978 to over 500 million by 1990. New airlines like Southwest and JetBlue emerged with innovative business models that prioritized efficiency over bureaucratic compliance. Routes previously deemed "unprofitable" by government planners suddenly thrived under competitive pressure. The regulatory regime had created exactly what free-market theory predicts: artificial scarcity, price distortions, and a complete disconnection from consumer preferences. Airlines competed on amenities instead of price because the CAB fixed fares at monopoly levels. They served cocktails and full meals while ordinary Americans couldn't afford tickets. The moment government stepped aside, entrepreneurs discovered countless ways to serve previously ignored market segments. Critics warned that deregulation would compromise safety and create chaos. Instead, aviation safety improved dramatically as airlines faced real liability for accidents and insurance companies imposed rigorous standards. Competition forced operational excellence in ways bureaucratic oversight never could. Hub-and-spoke networks emerged organically, maximizing efficiency without central planning. The contrast couldn't be starker: decades of stagnation under regulatory control versus explosive innovation and democratization under market freedom. Yet the same politicians who celebrate affordable air travel continue strangling other industries with identical regulatory schemes.

@ZitoSalena Safety first!

This is the most relatable

@MorseReport @Rach4Patriarchy 1 & 2 are not simple things. 3 is simple.

🚨Top Democrat political consultant and campaign strategist, James Carville, just stated on the Left-wing ‘Policon’ podcast that when the Democrats regain power, they plan to: -Grant statehood to Washington D.C. and Puerto Rico, so that the Democrats can unlock 4 extra seats in the Senate. -Pack the U.S. Supreme Court from 9 Justices up to 13 Justices, adding another 4 Left-wing Justices to the court. -Reopen the U.S.-Mexico border and grant mass-amnesty to every single alien currently inside of the United States. -His advice to Democrat politicians: “Don’t run on it. Don’t talk about it. Just do it.”

@antiantimormon I feel your pain.

I kinda feel left out by never having been blocked by John Dehlin But what am I supposed to do? He hasn't made a new post since I've been on X.

@JoyceCarolOates I’m concerned that you know the difference between staged public murders and actual public murders. What experiences have led you to this knowledge?

(to his credit, T***p has kept very quiet about the "assassination attempt" in Butler PA. likely, he is embarrassed about its staginess & doesn't want to draw any more attention to it. among numerous theories is the theory that it was "staged" but not rehearsed & much went wrong, not least that it looked so awkward, amateurish.)

@jasoninthehouse Which lie do we believe?

Wait, what??????

He’s probably just kidding….

@jaredadairbell Glad you are okay. Scary day.

Yesterday was the worst day of my life: I took one son to school and went to my parents empty house to workout and get some work done. At 11:30 I left to go get both my sons out of school. I arrive at 12 to pick up one, drive 10 minutes away to pick up the other. I get into the car with my two boys, drive off from the school, take a left turn onto Timpanogos Hwy and that’s when I lose it. My eyes closed as though I fell asleep, which I practically did. While still driving, I wake up, breathe deep, and realize I’m having a diabetic seizure. I scream and I try to take control, but my seizure is preventing me from doing anything. I somehow check who’s behind me or in my blind spot so I can get into the service lane near an intersection. I finally get to the service lane and stop, but my seizure lets off the brake and I’m still going. I pass the intersection—I have no idea how—and I keep going, braking and going, braking and going. I black out. I wake up and now I’m in the middle lane, getting too close to oncoming traffic. I black out. I wake up and I’m now going into oncoming traffic. There’s literally a white suv about 20 feet in front of me. The driver moves out of the way. My boys are freaking out, crying, “YOU’RE GONNA CRASH!” I can’t do anything. I black out. I hear my mother-in law on the phone talking to me and my kids, I later learned my son answered the phone when the group was calling on WhatsApp. The worst of the seizure then takes hold and I slam the brakes, let go, slam the brakes. My car is now making noises, even it knows something is horribly wrong. I check my rear view and see a fire truck with its lights on. I check my right and there’s a blue Honda perpendicular to me, waving me to move forward. I was in a busy intersection. I’m still in the oncoming traffic side, but nobody is moving. Just watching. Finally, I slowly, but harshly slam into the light pole. I try to put the car in park but I go into reverse and hit the fire truck. I get it into park. Finally, the driving is over, but I’m still seizing. A lady comes to the passenger side, opens the door and asks if I’m ok. I tell her, “No.” She asks me what I need. That’s when my door opens with a fireman leaned down to me and I tell them, “Sugar. I’m diabetic.” I’m still can’t control my body, but somehow I manage to get that information out. The seizure ends. I try to get out so I can get on all 4s on the ground, but the fireman tells me to stay still. I tell him, “My children. Check on my children. Are they ok?!” The fireman says he sees my boys and they seem to be fine. That’s when I break and I wail like a baby. At the moment, I couldn’t recall everything that happened or how it happened, but I knew I had a seizure and put my two boys in great risk and possibly many others. They put me into the ambulance. The wailing doesn’t stop. I keep thinking about my boys and how scared they were and how it was all my fault. I should have checked my blood sugar before driving, even when I felt fine. I had no suspicion that I was low. None. The EMTs let me know that my wife called my phone, she knows and she’s on her way. I ask if I hurt anyone. Not a soul was hurt. I drove down Timpanogos Hwy having a seizure and no one was hurt. My kids are fine. Not a scratch on anyone, not even me. I wail like a baby again. The crying continued all throughout the day yesterday till my eyes were swollen. I can’t stop thinking the horrible things that could have happened to me, my boys, or people on the road. My life felt ruined for a moment in that ambulance. I put my children at risk, driving with low blood sugar. Stupid. Fortunately, everyone is ok. Everyone knows it was an accident and if anything it’s been a faith builder—in the worst possible situation, the best possible result occurred. I am embarrassed and ashamed, but I am also extremely grateful. I am sorry to anyone that was there.

@SecretCityChez @sister_slay @JasminRappleye TM attorney here: evidence if actual confusion is very helpful. HUGE! I recommend a call to firm: kurton mckonkie. Not kidding.

Before I joined the Church of Jesus Christ, I searched for more information about it and was led to Mormon Stories. It looked like a legit broadcast from the Church, and I was so confused at first. It's clearly using Church imagery, symbols, and naming to capitalize on branding and intentionally mislead people. This is why trademark laws exist; they are designed to protect consumers, not the trademark entities. The Church needs to protect people from being misled by vigorously pursuing violations.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has officially filed a lawsuit against the exmormon podcast Mormon Stories hosted by John Dehlin. This is the "unreasonable" demand that led to John Dehlin to walk away from mediation, and led the Church to finally pull the trigger

@katymck1 @BurgessOwens Yes. The judge goes home.

@BurgessOwens @UtahSandersTwo In Washington State, this vote of the people is symbolic. Does our vote actually mean something here in Utah?

Add to this the District Judge who was the “tip of the spear” of this Judicial overreach…Dianna Gibson. One Big Beautiful Utah Trifecta in Nov my friends … NO!!! On retaining in Nov

@TheEconomist I no longer subscribe. It was great for a while.

Since taking office last year Pete Hegseth has ousted at least 21 generals. “He’s a 12-year-old boy with a set of army action figures who likes to play war,” sighs one former military official economist.com/united-states/…