Here it is: The single largest racket operation on... the planet—created by the racket—the U.S. Congress on American soil—all funded by the U.S. taxpayer through NGOs—nongovernmental, government-funded organizations—with a combined worth of $14.2 trillion. The lifestyle of the rich D.C. liberals, funded by you—the taxpayer—without your consent or approval. This is how they live, and the receipts prove it. USAID, the NEA, and other taxpayer-funded programs issue billions of dollars in grants. John and Jane, or Pete and Pete, each work at nonprofits that receive these grants. The nonprofit pays them $300,000 or more. In some cases, such as the Kennedy Center, the CEO earns $1.5 million. A married couple takes in $750,000 together—often much more—all off your back. Timothy O’Leary, General Director of the Washington National Opera: $381,563.00. Year after year, the perks don’t stop with salaries. Believe it or not, that’s small potatoes. Want a free ski vacation in Aspen? There’s always a “conference” being held annually. The nonprofit will, of course, fly them there and provide accommodations. Every meal is “nonprofit-related.” Eat well. Itching for a trip to Switzerland or Paris? Same deal. The nonprofit will be delighted to host a “conference” on some subject or another. How they cut their family and friends in on the scam: Their nepo babies start a “conference-organizing business” and get paid by the nonprofit to put on events. Maybe they even take an ownership interest in these businesses through offshore accounts. How will anyone track down the money? It’s stashed in the Cayman Islands or Switzerland, hidden through one of the many “businesses” that provide “services” to the nonprofit-USAID industrial complex. Speaker fees for their friends? Of course. That’s how you really get the big bucks flowing, since speaker fees and vendor payments aren’t itemized on Form 990. Hold a “gala” and pay everyone $100,000 to give a talk. Pay millions to “vendors” run by nepo babies and others in on the corruption. Even judges—their families—are in on these scams. That’s why D.C. judges issue lawless rulings—and have declared war on Trump. Their spouses, friends, mistresses, whores, and families are all taking a piece of the action. Think this is exaggerated? Look at these 👇👇 salaries from “nonprofits” funded by taxpayers through grants and other “aid”—and every single time a budget is passed in Congress. 📝 Rep. Tim Burchett—Where did all of your tax dollars go? “I guarantee you it goes from the American taxpayer’s back pocket to the back pocket of politicians in Washington, D.C. And if it’s either party, I don’t care—they need to be exposed and they need to be out of office.”show more

The Federal Reserve just CONFIRMED it: U.S. NGOs are... sitting on a staggering $14.2 TRILLION in assets — and that doesn’t even count the $2 BILLION handed to Stacey Abrams’ ghost NGO that basically didn’t exist. This is Rep. Tim Burchett (DOGE Chairman) dropping a massive truth bomb 🔥🔥 Your tax dollars are being looted from your back pocket straight into the pockets of DC politicians on BOTH sides. Burchett: “I guarantee you it goes from the American taxpayer’s back pocket to the back pocket of politicians in Washington, D.C. ... they need to be exposed, and they need to be out of office.” Trump and DOGE are exposing the swamp. Time to drain it. Should we audit these NGOs, seize the grift, and claw every dime back for the American people? A. YES B. NO (Share this far and wide — the people need to see it!)show more

🚨 JUST IN: Rep. Clay Fuller demands the total... DISMANTLEMENT of the NGO and Nonprofit Industrial Complex after the SPLC was caught paying neo-nazis and DEFRAUDING their donors "There is a nonprofit industrial complex on the left tearing away at the fabric of our country!" "They have quite literally have been funding the exact type of hate that they they alleged to their donors that they were trying to trying to fight against!" "We must continue to fight and push back against these corrupt organizations." DEFUND AND SHUT THEM DOWN!show more

The Australian government does not deserve our trust, or... our respect. Today, Minister Penny Wong sat back in her chair grappling for words, desperately looking for the right lie to tell. It is worse than dishonest - it is an absolute lack of care. Penny Wong came to this country when she was 8 years old. She came to a country that afforded her the ability to become who she is, and she is now doing her part to destroy it. Back in the 70’s, when she came, Australia was a fair-minded place and a great place to be. Yet here she is... Here in Australia. Undermining our country and lying to our faces. Because she can’t tell the truth. Because if she did, it would destroy any semblance of care for Australia tied to her old party’s Labor brand. It would say the quiet part out loud. The truth. The truth that the Albanese government is more interested in the fortunes of the ISIS brides, women who chose to leave this country to go and fight against our people, than those of us that can’t find or afford a place to live here at home. I am tired of being told how to think by people that completely lack morals and couldn’t care less. People that are elected and paid to operate in the national interest but always put their twisted ethics and back pockets ahead of our nation and our people. I don’t know when Labor stopped caring about Australian workers or worse, when they started hating Australia, but they have and they do. The absolute lack of opposition, the lack of authentic choice has pushed us into a place where these absolute traitors to the interests of the people who pay them - goes entirely unchecked. We are careening out of control, unchecked migration, an energy grid that is just about to collapse, no industry to speak of, and no good reason to start or maintain a business in this place. It happened fast, but those of us who pay our taxes and take risks to make Australia a better place, are being undermined and white-anted by our politicians. The people we are forced to trust, and must pretend to respect, because they have the force of law on their side. Not because they are any good at their jobs. Not because they have earned our affection. No. Simply because they are in charge and there is little to nothing that can be done about it. It is becoming apparent that the two party system has outlived its useful life. Too much corruption, too many words too carefully chosen in a pantomime between to political forces that don’t really want to change anything. They just want to have their go, to have their turn to jam their grubby hands into the till. Surely with this major and catastrophic failure by the so-called Honourable Minister Senator Wong, the people will be able to see through the veil and into the absolute and irresponsible lack of care at the heart of this deceitful Labor government. They lie about everything, and they can, because they don’t have an opposition worthy of the title. I am growing more confident by the day that the only solution to our woes is a new political force, a fresh, Australia first force, that will act in the national interest and put all these corrupt and useless used-car salesmen red and blue in the dustbin of history. It can’t come soon enough. Time is short. I just want Australia back.show more

Narinder Kaur on TV dismissing thousands and thousands of... illegal arrivals as “not a big deal.” “Thirty, forty thousand people coming in a population of sixty-seven, sixty-eight million isn’t the big deal you think it is… We are not being overrun.” It’s closer to 200,000 illegal arrivals in the last five years alone. Tell that to the families who suddenly have hundreds of young men, most of them with no paperwork, no known history, and no connection to the area, dumped on their doorstep. Look at Linton-on-Ouse. A quiet North Yorkshire village of around 700 people. The plan? House 1,200 single adult male asylum seekers on the former RAF base right in the middle of it. Overnight, the locals become the minority in their own community. Or Piddington in Oxfordshire. A village of roughly 350 residents. The proposal? Up to 1,250 single adult males on the neighbouring MoD site. That is more than three times the entire population of the village. Residents face becoming a minority in the place they grew up, with a park used by local children sitting right next to it. This is real communities being transformed without consent, without consultation, and without any real idea who these men are or what they have done. People don’t want it. They never asked for it. And it’s easy to sit in a television studio and declare it’s “not a big deal.” It is a big deal. Go out and ask the people who will actually be affected. They will tell you.show more

let me make sure i’m understanding this correctly the... supreme court is refunding all tariff money back to corporations. the same corporations that didn’t pay a single cent of those tariffs to begin with. they passed every dollar directly to you through higher prices on everything you buy you went to the store and paid more for groceries. you paid more for clothes. for car parts. for literally everything. that money came out of YOUR pocket not theirs and now the refund goes to THEM? the corporations who used the tariffs as an excuse to raise prices even higher than the tariff itself and pocket the difference the american people funded the tariffs. the corporations profited off the tariffs. and now the corporations get a refund on money they never spent in the first place and nobody in washington thinks the people who actually paid should get the money back. not a single person has even suggested it guess we are never getting our DOGE checks either this country does not work for you. it works for them. it’s a joke and they’re not even pretending anymoreshow more

Wondering if you are “quad dominant” in your throw... and if you should change it? Maybe you shouldn’t 🤷‍♂️ A coach’s post coming from Austin Roark 🚀⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ One question I get from a lot of athletes is whether they should change their lower half because their knee is over their toe during their loading phase down the mound. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The biggest thing that I look for when trying to figure out if it is an issue or not is to see how they are able to get out of that position. Some guys are able to leverage and rotate from that position extremely well, which then I would say that it’s not an issue.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ On the other hand, there are some guys who will get out of this position by driving extension out of their back leg, killing their ability to rotate their pelvis and get it in an open position into landing.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ This is when I would suggest trying to make a change. I think a lot of people jump into certain ideologies that you shouldn’t do certain things because it’s “inefficient” or it looks “wrong”. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ Take a look at these pitchers shown in the video. All 3 of these high level arms have some degree of knee flexion over their toe. Now, granted, they all have insane levers to help them, but the way they are moving is what makes them efficient in how they throw. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ I think if you told Dustin May that he had to hold a vertical shin down the mound, it would be a disaster and mess a lot of things up upstream that would impact him in a negative way.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The big takeaway here is that there are no absolutes. One thing that may look inefficient to you could be the thing that makes someone else very efficient.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ When trying to figure out if you should change something about someone's delivery, make sure to look at the entire unit as a whole and don’t jump into any quick changes.show more

Today, Israeli settlers stormed the Christian village of Taybeh... in the West Bank again, establishing a new illegal outpost, harassing residents, and threatening to kill them if they return to their land. This follows their takeover of a quarry in the village. Christian residents are appealing to the international community, the Church, and Christian leaders to intervene and stop these attacks on the last entirely Christian village in the West Bank. These settlers are funded and backed by the Israeli government — ministers openly praise them, and they receive protection from the Israeli army. Residents warn this is part of a plan to ethnically cleanse the village of its Christian population.show more

I have not seen enough about the decision from... Mike Vrabel and Tim Kelly to go for 2 down by 8 last night. Here’s why I loved it: 1) NFL teams this season have been successful on 55% of two-point conversion attempts. The odds were in the Titans’ favor. 2) Will Levis was dealing in the 2nd half. 3) Titans still had all three timeouts and the two-minute warning. 4) Miami struggled to move the ball on offense all night. Their three scoring drives went for 12, 7, and 59 yards. 5) If successful on the two-point conversion, a stop on defense and a TD wins the game. If unsuccessful, you can still send it to OT. 6) Titans offense marched down the field, scored the TD to make it a one possession game and essentially told Miami, “we are going for two because we know you cannot stop us right now.” The odds are in your favor. It’s a good mathematical decision. You want to psych out an opposing offense? Give them the ball knowing they need to run the clock out, or you are going to have a chance to WIN the game, not send it to overtime. They saw what your offense just did to their defense. They saw your QB on the sideline screaming and hyping everyone up. Cutting the lead to six put WAY more pressure on the Dolphins offense. You want to hype up your defense? Put them back on the field knowing your offense just did their job. Put them back on the field knowing a stop and a TD wins it. At that point, they aren’t in the mindset of “we need a stop to have a chance to go to OT.” They are thinking, “let’s go out here, get a stop, and give our offense a chance to WIN.” There’s a fundamental difference in playing to WIN and playing NOT to LOSE. This was a decision by a coaching staff that was playing to WIN. Brilliant game by Vrabel and Kelly. Brilliant execution late in the game by the offense and the defense. Completely out-coached one of the best offensive minds in the game. #Titansshow more

🚨 The reaction by conservatives thinking “Flyover country will... reject the Mamdani ideology” are grossly underestimating what’s happening. “Flyover country” are all soft targets for hijackings of students. And you, the American taxpayer, are funding it. Take a good look at these kids in Idaho. Minors are being recruited by the PSL, the ‘Party for Socialism and Liberation.’ One of their leaders, “they/them” led hundreds of underage students away from their schools to protest ICE in February. This is child recruitment for a Maoist-like revolution in a deep red state. Adults who are Marxists had access to the students’ phones, emails, class schedules, and their social media. Not a word or consequence from the Department of Education. This is how elections are won and lost. Where in the hell is the opposition party to this? Secretary Linda McMahonshow more

An overlooked dimension in Syria’s analysis is personal and... emotional for the rebels: the longing for home and family reunification. In this multilayered event, the uprising of the displaced is clear. Since the offensive began, Syrian timelines are filled with videos of families reuniting, tears, collapses, and overwhelming emotions. Many of the fighters I have seen in videos are from displaced communities, separated from their homes and families for over a decade and fighting to go back to their towns. In this video, a rebel leader from Hama, prepping fighters from Homs to fight for their city: “Like I was happy to meet my family today (voice shaking), each of you will see your mother.” This motivation is a real one: “everyone of you will see his mother...” This is by no means the full picture or the only motivation. It's only a single aspect of it, but it’s a crucial one that deserves to be highlighted on its own to build the complex big picture of what's happening. I added another video from a list I'm compiling of videos of people reuniting with their families or places.show more

In both Kenya and Nigeria, you people still haven't... realised that these celebrity activist types who receive generous funding and support from the U.S. government via its many NGO fronts, are at best like 👇🏾this guy - pretending to do valuable work while actually taking a free ride on your credulity. And that's the best case scenario, because their real job is much more malevolent. Boniface Mwangi and Yele Sowore are literally the same person. The only difference is that one of them has a Kenyan accent and the other has a Nigerian accent. They even share the same American funder (Ford Foundation), and they have both made multiple Hollywood attempts at running for public office that they knew they had no chance at winning. One of them even made a movie out of it. Most importantly, they both exist to play an important role for the external interests that maintain a chokehold over both countries - their job is to place their faces and their narrative in front of any resistance or revolutionary movement that brews organically, so as to take control of it on behalf of their funding interests and misdirect it somewhere harmless where it fizzles out. Sowore attempted to do it with #EndSARS and successfully did it with #EndBadGovernance, and Boniface did the exact same thing with #RejectFinanceBill2024 and #RutoMustGo. "Organised civil society" in Africa is part of the empire's colonial infrastructure. You would think with all the noise made about USAID, the bigger point would have been made by now. These people are not helping you or doing you a favour, as if they invented the concept of resistance and revolution, or it wouldn't happen without them. They are the gatekeepers who ACTIVELY prevent real revolution from happening. That's what they receive hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of US intelligence/NGO slush funds for wvery year. These men that you think are "heroes" are actually some of your biggest opps and I don't know how you have not realised this yet. I can't understand how you can't see it.show more

Open letter to Sussan Ley the ‘leader’ of the... ‘opposition’. Dear Sussan, I write today, before Parliament resumes, to ask you to reconsider your position as opposition leader. Many Australians are already tired of this Albanese government. They won an avalanche of seats with just 34% of the primary vote, because the Liberals didn't oppose. You may choose to dismiss this letter as sour grapes… after all I did sue you, along with Morrison and others, in an attempt to get democratic pre-selections. Whilst standing up for democracy and the members’ rights, I was expelled. Since then, the NSW division has fallen into complete ruin, causing a routing at the NSW state election and a diabolical hash up at the local elections – a direct failure of the current leadership. The factions still desert democracy and blast through. My motivation is a deep-seated opposition to the Labor party. I want a better Australia. While a member, either as a donor, campaign director, conference president, or member of the state executive, I never transacted, or traded principle for position, ever. I acted in the national interest, in defence of the rights of the membership of your party, and in defence of democracy. I still do. So, I humbly request you consider stepping down as leader. Most Liberals are disillusioned. It is much worse. I fear Labor is now entirely unopposed. This is untennable. Australians are suffering. The rising cost of everything makes it insufferably difficult for many to get by. Immigration is out of control, we must have a sensible conversation in the national interest. We’re in the midst of a housing crisis. It's just basic supply and demand. The government is stacking seats nationally, exacerbating every problem, from the cost of housing to accessibility of healthcare, and pressuring infrastructure. Oppose it. Net Zero is an anathema to cheap and reliable energy. As more renewables replace traditional energy sources the cost of energy goes up, as the network’s reliability drops. People are choosing between food and heating. The energy market is a scandal built on an extortion racket – in a green box. It has failed Australia. Oppose it. The government is the nation’s only source of jobs growth, as they artificially pump wages, and therefore the cost of everything. They borrow and look for more money. Tax in Australia is brutal, on top of high income tax, we pay stamp duties, payroll taxes, GST, and crazy excises on fuel, tobacco and alcohol. Labor need more cash and will tax the stagnant economy into a stall. There’s no productivity and people can’t afford the basics. Oppose it. Money and talent will run from this country. Oppose it all. They don’t offer evidence to support their actions - like Grant’s attempts to age verify YouTube and Google. Demand the evidence. Lead the opposition. Your party won't oppose any of this. Because you were installed by the factions to oppose Liberal members and non-Labor voters. It's a controlled opposition. Like when you helped install Turnbull, then Morrison, and opposed democracy within the party. Not only does the party lose, but our right to democratic representation is decimated. Managed democracy is a slippery slope to one party rule - and you support managed democracy - expelling authentic Liberal views or those that get in the way of your selections. The numbers changed on the 1st of July, and if you will not support internal democracy, or oppose Labor, it is incumbent upon your colleagues to act in the national interest. If they don’t, you'll find internal and external discontent will get louder. Because if Liberals don’t oppose Labor, they lose even more. Because, the national interest is far more important than persons gender. After all... We just want Australia back. Regards, Matthew Camenzuli Expelled former NSW Liberal executive, anti-corruption and pro-democracy advocate, Independent candidate for McMahon.show more

This is something all Indians must understand leaving behind... politics and ideologies: The massive boom in India's infrastructure in the last 10 years is undeniable. Be it highways, border roads, airports, trains, metros, or ports - there's a 100-300% increase compared to before. No joke. I have not seen this level of development and building for decades before. Projects are not just announced but are actually being completed and inaugurated. When you have this much infrastructure being built by thousands of contractors and companies, there will always be some issues come up. From bad quality here and there to delays in some. It happens in every country. Even in the most developed and advanced ones like the very large US or very small Singapore. They too have leaking metro stations, roads that cave in, bridges that break, and trains that breakdown. But only for India, there's a coordinated communist campaign being run online to blackpill Indians by lifting every issue around the large country, amplifying it as the worst that only happens in India, to destroy the credibility of India's development and government. If you suddenly start building 100,000 kms of highways, using thousands of contractors and hundreds of companies, yes there will be a few kms of bad patch somewhere or a bad contractor doing a shoddy job. Yet, that is being taken and amplified online to disillusion Indians about their own democracy, destroy their confidence, and derail India's development using their disillusionment. They are made to believe and say "Everything is bad, everything is corrupt." This is being done in a coordinated way targeting India's youth primarily. Because the adversaries know India's youth have no past experience to judge. And they are the ones who will take India to the future. They can be easily programmed showing only the glitzy images of Shangai & Shenzen to make them feel sad about their cities. They know by disillusioning them, and destroying their confidence, India's development can be arrested for a long time. If you as an older adult understand this and the significance of the current infrastructure boom for the future, it is your responsibility to inform at least a few of the people you know offline about what's going on. It's OK you get challenged, ridiculed, or even abused. Because we know the mental programming and blackpilling is that much these days. Yet, it is important to try make them understand for India's sake.show more

One of the worst things you can ever do... is tell a child that he can never be good enough and that his worth will always mean nothing. The caste system does exactly this. Hearing such sentences even one time can destroy their lives, and they will spend the rest of their lives in a state of anxiety. They will succumb to perfectionism, trying to prove their worth even in meaningless things. They will no longer be able to relax or chill. They will always try to overcompensate. The caste system is one of the most evil systems ever conceived by humankind. And yes, anyone who advocates it, validates it, or even slightly leans toward it is my enemy. I will have no respect for you or your upbringing. This is my stand, and I will take these words to my grave. This is the bare minimum. Everyone must condemn the caste system and try to abolish it. Otherwise, you are a disgusting human being. Thank you ప్రశ్న for this ♥️show more

One way to get rid of an underground (or... wall void) Yellow Jacket or Wasp Nest: Rodent Glue Boards One of the problems in dealing with wasps, hornets and yellow jackets is treating the nest, even if you know where it is. It’s sometimes hard to get near them to treat without getting stung. One quick way to get rid of them is to set a glue board near the nest entry and get just ONE caught on it. I usually put a small raw piece of chicken. They’ll get stuck and start stinging the glue board along with releasing attack pheromones. The massive pheromone release will draw other members of the colony to the glue board. They in turn get stuck, start trying to sting the glue board and release more pheromones. Pretty quickly you’ll have drawn the entire colony out and they will all get stuck and meet their demise on the glue board. Side note: you will have to draw the first few to the glue board with a some type of food they like. Any type of grilled meat like burger, chicken or a piece of a hot dog works. A small piece of sliced lunch meat like ham also works. That’s why you always see them coming around your outdoor family reunion feast. They love that food. Keep in mind, if you disturb a nest of yellow jackets with a mower, or a child pushes on a small log with them in it, they will k*ll you. Anaphylactic shock, airway constriction, cardiovascular collapse. They are a public health threat and it’s totally okay to rid the world of these things. (Don’t mess with the bees though) If this method doesn’t work for you, the best product I’ve used to treat them from far away is Wasp Freeze by BASF. Also, the hanging yellow stinging insect traps are very effective as well.show more

Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a... while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.show more

This local from Corpus Christi beach tells everyone to... please not feed the seagulls. She says that’s a message from all the locals there. However, a great many of the locals chimed in and said go ahead and feed them. Live your best life, and that many of them take their own kind of food to feed the seagulls. One person said, be that person! Experience ljoy and happiness, feed the birds. ❤️ We used to go to West Beach in Galveston where you can drive on the beach. We would load up some crumbs and sit on the back of the tailgate and drive and feed the seagulls with them following us. The kids always loved it. Life is short. Find your beauty where you can. 💯 What do you think? Are you with this local and think that people shouldn’t be feeding the seagulls? Or are you with the other locals who said go for it, live your best life?show more

IB/ Wescott America Most people don’t realise how the... system actually works. If you keep depending on the government to “look after you”, you’ll always stay trapped in their game. The elites want you reliant, obedient and grateful for crumbs, while they take more of your money in the name of “fairness”. The wealthy don’t play that game, they learn the rules properly and structure their money so they keep more of what they earn. That’s why I put together a free guide showing you 10 legal, HMRC-approved ways to pay zero tax in the UK. If you want to escape the system instead of funding it, comment TAX and I’ll send it to you.show more