I've got a situation and I'm asking for help... from experts in firearms and ballistics. Two shots were fired - nearly a minute apart - while I was working on my car. Each shot had two distinct audible components - a crack and a bang with only a tiny fraction of time between them. My impression in the moment is that it was literally right behind me, and the crack startled me. In the moment I thought I may have heard an impact somewhere beside me. The video is clipped and cropped to protect my security as much as possible. So, my question: is there any reasonable or harmless explanation for this or did somebody take shots at me? (my impression in the moment was the latter) FBI New Hampshire State Policeshow more

This is my brother who was shot in the... arm during the 2019 FUOYE electricity protest. Two of his colleagues were hit by the same bullet and they died. I have another brother who is in the army fighting day and night, and my younger sister is also in the army. May God help me protect them all. I am a law-abiding citizen of this country and I know right from wrong. Oya show me your brother or sister?show more

Writing this with eyes full of tears and a... chest full of sorrow and pain My PET scan results came in and the tumor on my lungs that was few millimeters in size two months ago, is now 7x7cm and was labeled as very active So yes i’m in a cancer relapse, and it’s more aggressive than ever 💔 The hardest part for me is not the operations or pain or chemo sessions on endless nausea. To me it’s unintentionally dragging my family and friends and people around me into it with me.. I’m set to have my operation (biopsy) later this week or next week, to know exactly the type and level of cancer i have. Will keep you updated as always I will try to be as active and supportive as possible. Not going down without a fight Thank you so much for reading this and supporting, it means the world to me ❤️ Round 2 here we goshow more

I think what’s so poetic about this image is... that it was unintentional. I had my phone set up to record the launch and at about 40 seconds into the launch, it hit me that this is the FIRST TIME a woman is going to the moon. My mother and grandmother were alive during the Apollo missions but this is the FIRST time they’re witnessing a woman making that journey. My heart filled and I turned the camera to capture my reaction in that exact moment. I’m so glad I did. The image you’re seeing is a woman in STEM in awe over Christina Koch - and the impact her journey will have on millions of girls around the world. The launch reflecting in my glasses - well, that was just the icing on top of the cake.show more

By Thursday, we will be announcing Phase IV of... the Health Insurance for vulnerable citizens in Kaduna. The figure takes us to over 1, 000 in partnership with KACHMA. I missed being in the office. In the next few weeks, I will state my position politically. I owe the public that. I always state whatever I do through my handles. I was with my father for a few hours and he is fine with me running. As God is my witness, and on behalf of the excellent people Kaduna North, I will be running for office in 2027, if alive. We will still focus on the job we were elected to do, and there are a few leaders, Northern Statesmen and fathers that I have to speak to. My position is peculiar. But I have tried to handle with honour and dignity. My wife and I have decided this is the right course. And my people are with me, on social media and offline. I have never feared an election for a day. But it is the right of anyone to try. Respect that right knowing my record speaks for me. Thank you.show more

Today I had my first demo drive in a... Tesla. It was also my first time ever sitting in one. This was the first car I’ve ever sat in the driver’s seat of where I didn’t touch the steering wheel for over 20 miles. Before I even got to the car, the people who had demoed it before me were an older married couple who were absolutely euphoric. They thought it was so cool that the car could drive itself. The Tesla employee told me this happens all the time. People come back from demo drives and tell the next test driver that they’re about to have an amazing experience. Little did I know, I’d end up carrying on the torch to the next couple demoing it after me. There was a ton of construction where I demoed the car, and FSD handled the entire drive extremely well. And yes, it can go through a drive-thru and stop at each window. The only thing I had to do was tap the pedal because it wouldn’t leave on its own, but it was still wild seeing the AI stop perfectly at the second window and wait. There are a million things I could write about why a Tesla feels like a better car and how much more it offers compared to a regular car. But for now, I’ll stick to FSD. There were only two moments that made me a little uneasy. The first was pretty minor. The car slightly hesitated going up a driveway, but quickly made up its mind. The second was more noticeable. I didn’t realize the car was nagging me. Once I touched the steering wheel, nothing happened, so I pulled it right a little harder, then let go. After that, the car turned left and crossed a double yellow on a backroad. (and yes I know you can sue the volume knob) I’m not totally sure if it was trying to pull over or what it was doing. I wanted to see how it would handle the situation, but there were cars coming, so I took over and corrected it. One of the coolest moments was when I thought FSD was glitching because it came to a complete stop in the middle of a busy road. Then I looked around and realized why. On the right side, there was a bicyclist waiting at a yellow crosswalk. The cars behind me didn’t honk, and the Tesla stopping actually incentivized another car in the right lane to stop and let him pass. The car is almost too nice to pedestrians, because 99.999% of humans would’ve blown through that, especially with no flashing light. For 99.9% of the drive, the car navigated confidently and smoothly. It was a real “feel the AGI” moment. Please do not let the media, the general public, or anyone else convince you that this technology is just some kind of auto assist or glorified cruise control. This is undoubtedly getting extremely close to feeling superhuman. You still have to pay attention to the road, but after experiencing it myself, I’d be shocked if HW4 Teslas aren’t unsupervised within the next couple years. The car was extremely smooth. There was no harsh braking, and it even avoided something in the road that I didn’t see. Driving with FSD made me realize I probably wasn’t driving as well as I could be. Hopefully, eventually, everyone’s car can be as mindful as a Tesla. I’ve never seen a brand so far removed from the public’s sentiment. I’m so happy I ordered one.show more

So yesterday I was Arrested, and the first thing... they did was to take my Two phones from me, but trust me na, my voice was on top of the world because they don’t want me going live or making videos, so they said someone wrote a petition against me, that the person stated that I call him out on my social media handles and insult him and his family, so many talks but I didn’t say a word, thank God for my staff who has to call my wife to tell her about the situation, she immediately called my lawyer because my numbers were off, then my Lawyer Stepped in, first question from my lawyer was, who is the person that brought the petition, they said the name can’t be disclosed, that I will be detained, my lawyer made some calls and they gave me back my phones immediately, my lawyer told them that there’s no case since the person who petition me can’t be mentioned or seen, after we spent over 4hrs thank God for the DPO who recognized me and told them to discharge the case immediately. God Bless the NIG Police for doing right.show more

After a long day of driving we’ve finally had... the time to explore a bit and it was WORTH it. This is somewhere in the Watkins Glen State Park in New York. For a moment I felt like I was deep in the jungle searching for an ancient lost city.show more

From the moment I received the flour until now,... my tears have not stopped — but this time, they were tears of joy and gratitude for what God has granted me today. It has been a long time since I have seen my daughter so calm and at peace. When she received the bread along with a little food, she held the piece of bread in her tiny hands, unable to believe it: Is this real bread, or just a beautiful dream? Alhamdulillah, today we baked the bread ourselves and ate together as a family. It was a moment of blessing that I had long missed and only now realize how precious it is. Finally, I can only thank you from the depths of my heart for your care, kindness, and constant support for us. You are our strength and our hope in these difficult times. All my love to you all.❤️🙏show more

Here is an example of what I mean by... my post I quoted. There was nothing on the road, yet FSD 14.2 went over the line and ripples to avoid whatever it may have imagined. I was startled for a second and can only imagine the shock for someone trying FSD for the very first time. No, the car in the opposite lane did not come over to my side either Again, that alone would have been enough for my wife's solid "Nope, I am not using that." (I filtered out my voice, as I was on the phone.)show more

I've rewritten this several times, but I can't find... any better way to say it... so here it goes. One of the things I'm scared of most, is time. Particularly, time that is wasted. There's a sundial that hangs on my wall with an inscription that says, "I have done nothing good today, I have lost a day." X has always been a place where I wanted to put out things that didn't waste anyone's time. Whatever post I put out, whatever thought, whatever story, comment,... whatever it was, was worth the time for you to read it, and for me to create it. Because I know, in my bones, that the time we have is precious and thought of wasting even a minute of yours or mine doing something worthless, is genuinely one of my greatest fears. As we were walking down this mountain together, my son looks up at me and says, "Dad... God made me VERY good at hiking." I laughed and say, "Yeah he did!" A couple minutes go by and he stops, he turns at looks at me, and goes: "Dad, God made you VERY good at work and work is very important..." That got me. I often worry that my work pulls me too far away from my kids. Even more than that... ...I know that what I do on X does cause and will cause life to be harder for my kids than if I chose to remain silent Walking off that mountain, one of my deepest fears about wasting time was answered by the very person I was afraid I might be hurting. As a dad, that means everything.show more

The Story of Wesam Mekdad “I am a Palestinian... from #Gaza. I fled my homeland in search of safety and the opportunity to work so that I could send money back to my family, who are surviving under the horrors of war. The road was grueling and full of obstacles. First, I went to Egypt, where I waited a full year just to secure a Turkish visa. From Turkey, I attempted to cross into Greece. I failed twice, enduring imprisonment both times. It was only on my third attempt that I finally reached Greek soil. Once there, I was placed in a refugee camp for a year, waiting for a residence permit. But the moment I finally received it, my life was shattered again: I was unjustly imprisoned for four years. My trial was a sham, and it became deeply clear to me that refugees are not treated equally under the law there. Eventually, I was released. Seeking a fresh start, I traveled to Berlin, where I met my wife and we were married. Together, we moved to the Netherlands to apply for asylum. I truly believed that the Netherlands, as a nation built on human rights, would understand our plight. Because I am an innocent man and had absolutely nothing to hide, I was entirely honest with the authorities. I openly told them about my imprisonment in Greece. Tragically, my honesty was weaponized against me. We were shuttled endlessly between different reception centers. During this time, my wife became pregnant. We held onto the hope that the authorities would show compassion for our situation and for our unborn child. Instead, the hammer fell: we received a negative decision. My asylum application was rejected. I was handed a deportation order to Egypt and a two-year entry ban from Europe. My wife’s application was also rejected; she was ordered back to Germany. They told us coldheartedly that even if our child were born on Dutch soil, it would change nothing. The fact that my family in Gaza is trapped in an active war zone seemed to mean absolutely nothing to them. Desperate to prove who we are, I went to the Palestinian Embassy in the Netherlands and obtained official documents confirming my Palestinian nationality and the identity of my family in Gaza. I handed these papers to the authorities. Yet, it feels as though we are screaming into a void. No one is listening. Is this fair? Why is this happening when all I ever wanted was to build a stable, quiet life for myself, my wife, and our daughter? Why am I being condemned for a prison sentence I served unjustly in Greece? I had hoped the Dutch authorities would help me prove my innocence, but instead, they simply wronged me again. Where are human rights? Where are the rights of a child? Where are the rights of a woman? I have lodged an appeal and am now awaiting the judge’s decision. In the meantime, the stress, anxiety, and suffocating uncertainty mount every single day. I am constantly terrified of what tomorrow will bring. I have been stripped of my right to work and my freedom of movement is heavily restricted. Then, the breaking point came. One day, I received devastating news. In a flash of pure despair, unable to contain the agony inside me, I smashed a television and damaged the door. It was inside my own room—not someone else's. I harmed no one. The center staff called the police. They knew my wife was nine months pregnant. When the officers arrived, I told them myself. My wife looked them in the eyes and told them that I would go with them voluntarily and respectfully. I had not used violence against a single soul. I remained calm because I believed I would simply give a statement at the station and return to her. Yet, they treated us as if we were dangerous. They treated a heavily pregnant woman as a threat. This is my story. I feel that my wife, my daughter, my family in Gaza, and I have been deeply, profoundly wronged by the system. But I still believe that eventually, the truth will come to light. Justice cannot remain hidden forever.” Baby Reem born premature (5 days after the attack)show more

NEW: Man who ran over armed robbery suspects after... they tried to force his car to stop speaks out Two masked, armed men jumped out of a car and tried to block another vehicle in Quilicura, Chile, on Saturday Moments before the confrontation, the woman was heard saying the area was dangerous Police said the Audi used by the suspects was later found abandoned nearby The driver told a Chilean radio station: 'I'd picked up on the fact there were several people inside and they were going fast.' 'I'd accelerated a bit to put some distance between us when I first saw it behind me, and it accelerated even more and got in front of me.' 'I reckon I must have been going between 50mph and 60mph when I ran the guy over.' He added: 'When I saw one of them getting out holding a weapon, my only intention was to escape that situation.' 'My brother had suffered an identical hold-up in a nearby area, so I was mentally prepared for a similar situation.' 'They were seconds, but they felt like a lifetime. I clearly saw the weapon and looked for a way out.'show more

It was my first time getting to try a... Beelzebub impression and the amount of love in the comments was so sweet! Thank you so much Tomotasauce for having me on board! #HelluvaBoss #HelluvaBossBeelzebubshow more

My STARTING OVER MY ENTIRE LIFE series is back.... Yup, I finally did it. I started my life over at the top of 2025 and documented all of the process. But only got to post 4 of the videos. It's not easy posting while being in the midst of it all. So here I am, open transparent and vulnerable sharing literally everything I went through, how I navigated it, what it taught me and what I did to overcome it. Idc if ppl judge or talk about me either, life is what it is! 🤷🏽‍♀️ We're going to do down how I started my life over with each episode focusing on a month or extreme moment. Join me for the first episode on Nov 25.show more

A new chapter, a new league stepping onto the... pitch in yellow and navy was a meaningful moment in my career.🟡🔵 Joining Fenerbahçe in 2021 was a decision shaped by ambition and respect for the club’s legacy. I aimed to bring experience, composure, and creativity to the team. There were highs and challenges, as with any journey in football. But each match, each moment shared with the fans, added to the story. “Every step in this game teaches you something and for that, I’m grateful.” #MesutOzilJourneyshow more

🤒😭Unfortunately I am very unwell, my friends. I have... not been feeling my best the past couple of days, and I have been growing more tired every minute. Last night was miserable, I was in so much pain I could not sleep, the pain in my head and in my body was causing me hallucinations and I felt as though I would die. This morning was not any better and I was so dizzy I could not see properly, and I felt so tired I could not describe it. I have just returned from the hospital, my friends, where I was able to receive a treatment to help me feel only a little better. I am still so exhausted, not only physically but mentally too. The fear of famine and death in a horrific way is still on my mind, even through this terrible pain. I'd be very grateful if you could pray for us all, for a better situation ahead, and for an end to this cruelty against us. Please support us and continue to help us via our fundraisers so we can continue to distribute aid, my friends. Your support for me and my friends gives me great hope in these miserable times, and I hope you will continue to do so..🫂 🙏🚨 🫂😢 🐾🙏 🫂 🚨🙏 🐾🐈show more

I was eleven years old. My mother was taking... me to an eye specialist when we were stopped by a patrol of the IRGC at this very spot. A few strands of my hair were visible, and I had grown too tall for my trousers. Again and again she pleaded with them not to take me, explaining that I was tall for my age, that she had just returned from the front lines and had not yet found the time to buy me new clothes. I was frightened, but my mother's fear was far greater than my own. Many years have passed since that afternoon. Yet when I see this place of cruelty and its power holders reduced to dust, I am overcome with emotion and an unexpected, trembling relief. To witness a regime of terror crumbling into ruin feels like learning to walk after long paralysis, like unfurling wings and discovering flight, like water offered at last to one who has wandered for hours through the Sahara. I feel a release, a memory long buried in the body beginning at last to loosen. In this moment, the child I once was seems to breathe again.show more

This video of me was taken the moment that... God fully entered me and I fully allowed God in. God hasn’t left since. I had danced around it for a while, still processing conditioning that God was a religious word, a heavy word. I had to untangle some stuff before being able to call God by name, directly, without flinching, without sarcasm. I can’t believe I have this moment on film. The person filming was a non-believer - He believed God was an oppressive Christian force, a cult leader, a fairytale, a problem. So I kept quiet. Seconds after this video, twisting the water out of my hair and getting my clothes back on, I turned away from him and muttered in quiet prayer to myself “I love God … I love God… I love… God. Thank you”. I was finally able to say it with my whole being in that moment. Heart bursting. I finally understood who God was. I wanted to share it with my friend so bad in the moment but I couldn’t. I knew where he stood. Hours later, I told him about my God moment. I played it off a bit for my skeptical audience, implying that the cold plunge made me so high and faint that I was talking to God. But I knew in my heart what was happening. How real it was. “Should I be worried?” He responded. Then he went on to tell me a story about how a woman approached him on the beach last week and tried to convert him to Christianity with some pamphlets.show more