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"The result is I'm a 23-year old gay man who's never had an orgasm and may never experience one. Let that sink in." Jonni Skinner tells the California legislature's judiciary committee how he was puberty blocked, dosed with estrogen and rendered anorgasmic as a minor by gender clinicians that never inquired into the source of his gender confusion as a child and instead put him on a pipeline to a lifetime of medicalization. Full text of his comments below: "When I was young, I was a feminine child, and I discovered trans influencers online. They said: 'Change your body and your life gets better. Don't and it gets worse.' Or, as my doctors told my mom, I would commit suicide. The medical and mental health providers didn't bother to ask why I felt the way I did. They poisoned my body with blockers and hormones, arresting my puberty and messing with my development. The result is I'm a 23 year old gay man who's never had an orgasm and may never experience one. Let that sink in. I was rendered anorgasmic because once you say you could be trans, that's a full stop -- no exploration as to why is allowed, even if you are struggling. The former president of WPATH, Dr Marcy Bowers, the California surgeon who had performed the surgery for Jazz Jennings at 17, admitted on video that puberty blockers, followed by cross sex hormones, results in no orgasms and stunted genitals. SB, 934 guarantees that more people will end up like me, the walking but wounded. I could have been spared all of this, if any of my therapists would have explored why I felt dysphoric. But they never did. They only led me to hate my body more. The Supreme Court just ruled in a rare bipartisan decision that laws like this are unconstitutional viewpoint discrimination. This bill is an attempted workaround that will be used to silence therapists who could have helped me avoid the irreversible harms to my body and the loss of my sexual function as is the same for many others. So today, I ask you to extend some empathy to survivors like me and vote no for this bill."
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As a girl, this touched my heart in a way that's hard to describe ♥️ #CMVijay‌ didn’t just visit Egmore Maternity Hospital as a Chief Minister… ❤️ Protocol was there…But what stood out was his compassion. 🥹 He wasn’t just a CM..he felt like a Thai Maaman and an Anna♥️ He never rushed the new mothers... He bent down to speak to them... Lovingly held the newborns♥️ with the utmost care and tenderness🥹 smiled at them with genuine warmth♥️ listened patiently to every concern.. and made sure no one felt intimidated🫂♥️ Conversations with the doctors were just as heartwarming... No ego, no "CM attitude".. just honest questions about hygiene, facilities, staffing, and what the hospital truly needed to serve mothers and babies better🔥 I admire him🥹 Not for what he is.. but for how he makes people feel..♥️ heard, respected, and cared for♥️♥️ And to me, that's the kind of leadership that stays in your heart long after the visit is over❤️
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As a girl, this touched my heart in a way that's hard to describe ♥️ #CMVijay‌ didn’t just visit Egmore Maternity Hospital as a Chief Minister… ❤️ Protocol was there…But what stood out was his compassion. 🥹 He wasn’t just a CM..he felt like a Thai Maaman and an Anna♥️ He never rushed the new mothers... He bent down to speak to them... Lovingly held the newborns♥️ with the utmost care and tenderness🥹 smiled at them with genuine warmth♥️ listened patiently to every concern.. and made sure no one felt intimidated🫂♥️ Conversations with the doctors were just as heartwarming... No ego, no "CM attitude".. just honest questions about hygiene, facilities, staffing, and what the hospital truly needed to serve mothers and babies better🔥 I admire him🥹 Not for what he is.. but for how he makes people feel..♥️ heard, respected, and cared for♥️♥️ And to me, that's the kind of leadership that stays in your heart long after the visit is over❤️

Gracious_Gaze

22,462 Aufrufe • vor 1 Monat

*mike babcock is airplaying my phone to a gigantic screen in front of the entire organization. The video guy is scrolling through my videos. He yells to the video guy* Babcock: stop right there Video guy: right here? Babcock: yeah. Play it. * I interject* Me: don’t click on that Babcock: why? Why not? You having a little tickle fight with your buddy? Me: what? No just don’t click on it it was a crazy day and we were just messing around Babcock: oh yeah? Messin around? You guys sucking on each others asses? Spitting in each others mouths? Me: what? No Babcock: then why can’t we play it? *i sigh* Me: we had a bit to drink. Just way too drunk after a bottomless mimosas. And I won’t lie our Uber driver sold us 2 grams of coke and we did that too. Idk what to say man. I’m sorry. It was just a day drink that got outta hand. I’m sorry. *babcock darts his head towards the video guy and points at him* Babcock: roll the fucking video now The video:
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*mike babcock is airplaying my phone to a gigantic screen in front of the entire organization. The video guy is scrolling through my videos. He yells to the video guy* Babcock: stop right there Video guy: right here? Babcock: yeah. Play it. * I interject* Me: don’t click on that Babcock: why? Why not? You having a little tickle fight with your buddy? Me: what? No just don’t click on it it was a crazy day and we were just messing around Babcock: oh yeah? Messin around? You guys sucking on each others asses? Spitting in each others mouths? Me: what? No Babcock: then why can’t we play it? *i sigh* Me: we had a bit to drink. Just way too drunk after a bottomless mimosas. And I won’t lie our Uber driver sold us 2 grams of coke and we did that too. Idk what to say man. I’m sorry. It was just a day drink that got outta hand. I’m sorry. *babcock darts his head towards the video guy and points at him* Babcock: roll the fucking video now The video:

Rob Gucci

931,664 Aufrufe • vor 2 Jahren

Brianne Dressen had never reacted to a vaccine in her life. Fully vaccinated, no problem, ever. Then she volunteered for the AstraZeneca COVID-19 trial, and within an hour of the shot, her body turned on her. "When I got my COVID vaccine, my reaction started within an hour, and it started with tingling down the same arm as my injection and moved to my other arm, then it moved to my legs, and then it moved to my head, into my brain and I had this horrific electrical pulsating sensation through my body 24/7." The list kept growing: extreme leg weakness, incontinence, dizzy spells, brain fog, confusion, dissociation, depression. The first time she ever passed out in her life was after the shot. The doctors had no answers. Only more drugs. "The doctors didn't know what to do with it, so they just drugged me up with all kinds of medications that are supposed to help nerve pain, but really all it did is just make me a zombie." "So then I didn't feel the nerve pain, but I also couldn't feel anything else. I didn't even know I was in a room sitting up or if I was in bed laying down." "It was not a good way to exist."
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Brianne Dressen had never reacted to a vaccine in her life. Fully vaccinated, no problem, ever. Then she volunteered for the AstraZeneca COVID-19 trial, and within an hour of the shot, her body turned on her. "When I got my COVID vaccine, my reaction started within an hour, and it started with tingling down the same arm as my injection and moved to my other arm, then it moved to my legs, and then it moved to my head, into my brain and I had this horrific electrical pulsating sensation through my body 24/7." The list kept growing: extreme leg weakness, incontinence, dizzy spells, brain fog, confusion, dissociation, depression. The first time she ever passed out in her life was after the shot. The doctors had no answers. Only more drugs. "The doctors didn't know what to do with it, so they just drugged me up with all kinds of medications that are supposed to help nerve pain, but really all it did is just make me a zombie." "So then I didn't feel the nerve pain, but I also couldn't feel anything else. I didn't even know I was in a room sitting up or if I was in bed laying down." "It was not a good way to exist."

Epoch Health

14,663 Aufrufe • vor 15 Tagen

Miko did everything she could kindly and peacefully to advise Kodiak against escalating with people he was fighting because they were targeting his friends. She got firmer with him as people got doxxed and he took it as her calling him a cowered and lashed out and flipped on her. Miko only tried to advise him on what would prevent escalation and from getting people hurt. Instead he went on a warpath, casting out friends attacking others and teaming up with the don to help perpetuate lies against Miko and he helped with passing info for thedonofeverythings doxx info and data archive along with neevin. Miko's attempt to help him from going down a bad path was repaid by a large knife in the back, and he went after me for being Miko's friend. Every kindness I gave him he was just taking advantage of me. For the children's charity event, he even decided last minute to keep part of the money for the children's hospitals. Video attached so you can hear it in his own words. he asked for money for his home repeatedly on short urgent notice for hundreds of dollars, and just left me on the proverbial side of the road because I was friends with Miko who was trying to give him advice so his friends wouldn't get hurt by him provoking others. I became friends with Kodi because he wanted support as a veteran for men's mental health month, i met him through Miko. It was in my first months of being a streamer, I had no clue what kind of person he was I was looking to make friends and he was fun to play games with. I knew he was hard into politics and that wasn't my thing and time spent with him was focused on playing games. he was becoming friends with my husband and talking to him about army stuff, and abandoned him as well without a word. Right in the middle of a gaming campaign together. he abandoned his "fellow army veteran buddy" without one single word or DM. Whatever Kodiak does with his life, I hope he finds a path that's good and helpful to others and creates more peace than harm. I'm strongly concerned for his mental well being and how he handles things online and hope he seeks help. may he have a blessed life just not at my table. This is the last i want to speak on this.
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Miko did everything she could kindly and peacefully to advise Kodiak against escalating with people he was fighting because they were targeting his friends. She got firmer with him as people got doxxed and he took it as her calling him a cowered and lashed out and flipped on her. Miko only tried to advise him on what would prevent escalation and from getting people hurt. Instead he went on a warpath, casting out friends attacking others and teaming up with the don to help perpetuate lies against Miko and he helped with passing info for thedonofeverythings doxx info and data archive along with neevin. Miko's attempt to help him from going down a bad path was repaid by a large knife in the back, and he went after me for being Miko's friend. Every kindness I gave him he was just taking advantage of me. For the children's charity event, he even decided last minute to keep part of the money for the children's hospitals. Video attached so you can hear it in his own words. he asked for money for his home repeatedly on short urgent notice for hundreds of dollars, and just left me on the proverbial side of the road because I was friends with Miko who was trying to give him advice so his friends wouldn't get hurt by him provoking others. I became friends with Kodi because he wanted support as a veteran for men's mental health month, i met him through Miko. It was in my first months of being a streamer, I had no clue what kind of person he was I was looking to make friends and he was fun to play games with. I knew he was hard into politics and that wasn't my thing and time spent with him was focused on playing games. he was becoming friends with my husband and talking to him about army stuff, and abandoned him as well without a word. Right in the middle of a gaming campaign together. he abandoned his "fellow army veteran buddy" without one single word or DM. Whatever Kodiak does with his life, I hope he finds a path that's good and helpful to others and creates more peace than harm. I'm strongly concerned for his mental well being and how he handles things online and hope he seeks help. may he have a blessed life just not at my table. This is the last i want to speak on this.

Starcat Tailchaser 💫🐈♥️💙 27th【????】

13,230 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

My Grandpa, Tom Caflisch coached as a Special Teams Coach for 21 years Falcon Football. Many years ago, he told me about this new coach coming to town, @CoachWalkerRF was the new head coach, he said “He’s the guy that’s gonna turn around River Falls Football.” He echoed it year after year when I’d visit because he saw what was happening daily. When I got into college coaching as a GA at MSU, he set up a meeting with Coach Walker, “You have to meet this guy.” We sat down for Lunch on a weekday at Bo’s and Mine and talked ball for an hour and a half about the Crush front and Pop passes, along with other things. After, Grandpa C goes I have no idea what you guys were talking about but that was awesome. 🤣😂 Fast Forward to my grandpa getting sick. Not only did Coach visit him, he sent Freddy the Falcon (The Mascot) to see him. When he passed Coach and his staff came to his funeral, and remembered him with a moment of silence pre-game. So you wanna know why UW-RF is where they are? It’s because of the people and it starts at the top.
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My Grandpa, Tom Caflisch coached as a Special Teams Coach for 21 years Falcon Football. Many years ago, he told me about this new coach coming to town, @CoachWalkerRF was the new head coach, he said “He’s the guy that’s gonna turn around River Falls Football.” He echoed it year after year when I’d visit because he saw what was happening daily. When I got into college coaching as a GA at MSU, he set up a meeting with Coach Walker, “You have to meet this guy.” We sat down for Lunch on a weekday at Bo’s and Mine and talked ball for an hour and a half about the Crush front and Pop passes, along with other things. After, Grandpa C goes I have no idea what you guys were talking about but that was awesome. 🤣😂 Fast Forward to my grandpa getting sick. Not only did Coach visit him, he sent Freddy the Falcon (The Mascot) to see him. When he passed Coach and his staff came to his funeral, and remembered him with a moment of silence pre-game. So you wanna know why UW-RF is where they are? It’s because of the people and it starts at the top.

Chad Henning

42,466 Aufrufe • vor 7 Monaten

Finally, I had my test drive with FSD in Germany (Düsseldorf) today. The three of us arrived after a 3-hour and 15-minute drive (with a coffee break along the way). After checking in for our 12:00 appointment, we finally set off at 12:25. We were told beforehand that it was a scheduled half-hour drive due to high demand. It was an incredible and astonishing experience. How smoothly the car drove, how it overtook stationary cars, and gave way to pedestrians (even one in the middle of the road). Finally, after all the chaotic Düsseldorf traffic with its many cars, trams, and pedestrians, we arrived at the central station, where the car parked behind taxis instead of parking spaces (I thought there weren't any available). I won't be editing the video to avoid making you wait any longer. Watch part one, and then I'll post part two, where we returned from the central station to Tesla. I'm absolutely convinced that FSD is ready for Europe. Honestly, it drives much better than a human, I think. It also sees much more than a human, especially in chaotic traffic or in unfamiliar areas where a human might linger. And before I forget, it braked once on the way to the station at a non-functioning traffic light because a yellow light was flashing next to it. Anyway, we enjoyed it today; it's a real shame it was only for half an hour. I can't wait for the update in my car after it's approved by the RDW (Netherlands Vehicle Authority). @Tesla_NL_TR & Yaşar Yiğitsoy were with me today. #Tesla #TeslaFSD #FSDforEurope
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Finally, I had my test drive with FSD in Germany (Düsseldorf) today. The three of us arrived after a 3-hour and 15-minute drive (with a coffee break along the way). After checking in for our 12:00 appointment, we finally set off at 12:25. We were told beforehand that it was a scheduled half-hour drive due to high demand. It was an incredible and astonishing experience. How smoothly the car drove, how it overtook stationary cars, and gave way to pedestrians (even one in the middle of the road). Finally, after all the chaotic Düsseldorf traffic with its many cars, trams, and pedestrians, we arrived at the central station, where the car parked behind taxis instead of parking spaces (I thought there weren't any available). I won't be editing the video to avoid making you wait any longer. Watch part one, and then I'll post part two, where we returned from the central station to Tesla. I'm absolutely convinced that FSD is ready for Europe. Honestly, it drives much better than a human, I think. It also sees much more than a human, especially in chaotic traffic or in unfamiliar areas where a human might linger. And before I forget, it braked once on the way to the station at a non-functioning traffic light because a yellow light was flashing next to it. Anyway, we enjoyed it today; it's a real shame it was only for half an hour. I can't wait for the update in my car after it's approved by the RDW (Netherlands Vehicle Authority). @Tesla_NL_TR & Yaşar Yiğitsoy were with me today. #Tesla #TeslaFSD #FSDforEurope

Rustavi

40,604 Aufrufe • vor 7 Monaten

As promised, here is the audio footage from an unprovoked verbal assault from @JoeDalyPB4PMayo and also visual footage of a subsequent assault of my partner Stephen Kerr (Joe bumped him from behind twice with his car and then drove off with Stephen on the bonnet). I had gotten 12 feet PAST Daly on the street when his young colleague stepped in my path (not knowing who I was) to speak to me. Daly then launched into a verbal attack, which resulted in my child crying (rest of video including audio from a stranger who witnessed what happened with the car is here ) He calls me a fascist probably over a dozen times. This is funny because fascists aggressively attack and suppress anyone with opposing views. So, who is the fascist? I think attacking someone without provocation while they are with their child minding their business might be classed as aggressive tactics toward someone with a different opinion to yours, and the irony is I agree with their stance on neutrality which is what they were engaging the public on when this incident unfolded. I was recording because I was warned he was about town and a buddy of Joe's (who he teamed up with to cancel Mise Éire, including making nuisance threatening calls to the hotel who hosted it) is taking Stephen and I to court for a vexatious civil restraining order. This person has also physically assaulted Stephen and has verbally assaulted us multiple times. As a consequence, we now record everything because these people are liars, and the stalking and harrassment is the other way around (clearly). I have witnessed Stephen be assaulted five times now by various people. Mostly PB4P members. The attacks are always unprovoked. Evidence of their lies can be seen on Daly's page. He wrote of this latest incident that I was the instigator and harrasser. But as people will hear, I did not speak to him first, and I was polite to his colleague. The longer version of this video has been posted already on YouTube and FB, and the vast majority of comments are from people who are disgusted at Daly (a teacher!) and supportive of us. One or two comments were from highly abusive PB4P supporters, and one or two said I should have just said nothing and moved on. But I teach my child you stand up to big bullies. Also when I say "f***ing" in this video I was highly upset at that point because my child had started to cry and to be honest I wanted to do more than curse at that point in relation to this big man, but I refrained. He sounds lower than me because he is a few feet away and the phone was close to my mouth. PB4P have become very emboldened lately. Remember recently, Ryan Casey being targeted by them in the most vile manner, despite that his girlfriend Ashling Murphy was almost decapitated? All because he has a valid and reasonable opinion on immigration? They are emboldened because the state is on their side. But I can tell Mr.Daly now that I will not be letting this matter (below) go. You did not have the decency to leave me alone while with my little girl. You hit my partner with your car. Teachers have a code of conduct they must follow and must be able to demonstrate an even and calm temperament. I will be making a complaint and the Gardaí have been notified of these incidents. You lied to the Gardaí and online about what happened. You didn't think that your verbal assault was recorded in full. I will ensure you stay away from me, my family and my partner. I give you my word. You have gone too far and better remove defamatory statement about me from your page ASAP.
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As promised, here is the audio footage from an unprovoked verbal assault from @JoeDalyPB4PMayo and also visual footage of a subsequent assault of my partner Stephen Kerr (Joe bumped him from behind twice with his car and then drove off with Stephen on the bonnet). I had gotten 12 feet PAST Daly on the street when his young colleague stepped in my path (not knowing who I was) to speak to me. Daly then launched into a verbal attack, which resulted in my child crying (rest of video including audio from a stranger who witnessed what happened with the car is here ) He calls me a fascist probably over a dozen times. This is funny because fascists aggressively attack and suppress anyone with opposing views. So, who is the fascist? I think attacking someone without provocation while they are with their child minding their business might be classed as aggressive tactics toward someone with a different opinion to yours, and the irony is I agree with their stance on neutrality which is what they were engaging the public on when this incident unfolded. I was recording because I was warned he was about town and a buddy of Joe's (who he teamed up with to cancel Mise Éire, including making nuisance threatening calls to the hotel who hosted it) is taking Stephen and I to court for a vexatious civil restraining order. This person has also physically assaulted Stephen and has verbally assaulted us multiple times. As a consequence, we now record everything because these people are liars, and the stalking and harrassment is the other way around (clearly). I have witnessed Stephen be assaulted five times now by various people. Mostly PB4P members. The attacks are always unprovoked. Evidence of their lies can be seen on Daly's page. He wrote of this latest incident that I was the instigator and harrasser. But as people will hear, I did not speak to him first, and I was polite to his colleague. The longer version of this video has been posted already on YouTube and FB, and the vast majority of comments are from people who are disgusted at Daly (a teacher!) and supportive of us. One or two comments were from highly abusive PB4P supporters, and one or two said I should have just said nothing and moved on. But I teach my child you stand up to big bullies. Also when I say "f***ing" in this video I was highly upset at that point because my child had started to cry and to be honest I wanted to do more than curse at that point in relation to this big man, but I refrained. He sounds lower than me because he is a few feet away and the phone was close to my mouth. PB4P have become very emboldened lately. Remember recently, Ryan Casey being targeted by them in the most vile manner, despite that his girlfriend Ashling Murphy was almost decapitated? All because he has a valid and reasonable opinion on immigration? They are emboldened because the state is on their side. But I can tell Mr.Daly now that I will not be letting this matter (below) go. You did not have the decency to leave me alone while with my little girl. You hit my partner with your car. Teachers have a code of conduct they must follow and must be able to demonstrate an even and calm temperament. I will be making a complaint and the Gardaí have been notified of these incidents. You lied to the Gardaí and online about what happened. You didn't think that your verbal assault was recorded in full. I will ensure you stay away from me, my family and my partner. I give you my word. You have gone too far and better remove defamatory statement about me from your page ASAP.

Susanne Delaney

21,575 Aufrufe • vor 4 Monaten

During the past Ramadan, amidst many events and responsibilities, I found myself one day hesitant to visit my mother, may Allah forgive her and grant her Firdaws. Fatigue had set in, and the schedule was overwhelming. Yet I felt unusually compelled to go, it was Friday, after ‘Asr, and something in my heart told me I must. Upon arriving, I noticed two young brothers waiting patiently nearby. They approached me, and one of them told me he had learned that this visit was part of my daily routine. He had researched the cemetery, located my mother’s grave in that vast space, found the exact plot, and had been waiting there for most of the day, after traveling by plane solely to meet me. May Allah forgive my mother, grant her al-Firdaws, and reward these brothers. He told me he had made du‘ā to meet me, based on a certain stipulation about me: if our meeting was the answer to his du‘ā due to that specific condition, it would be all I could wish for dunya and akhira. At the time, I was hesitant, this is, after all, a confirmed tactic the FBI has used dozens of times to entrap me. And I was also too occupied to sit with him properly, so he extended his stay. When I finally sat with him, saw his radiant face (Allāhumma bārik lahu), and heard his questions, I regretted not having dropped everything earlier to spend all my time with him. His manners were remarkable, truly beyond his years. He was very young, only 18. His questions were the kind you love to hear: thoughtful, sincere, and filled with a genuine desire for knowledge. He wasn’t manhaj-shopping or hopping, nor was he chasing controversies or indulging in te back-and-forth games. He came to learn the dīn of Allah with humility and seriousness, and Allah knows best what is in the hearts. As I dropped him off at the airport, I advised him to begin following the lessons, since he mentioned he hadn’t kept up with all the classes. He took that advice sincerely, he began studying and taking notes. Today, a video was sent to me of him completing the Tawheed class. As he was leaving, he handed me a beautifully bound notebook filled with poems he had written, for me and about me. Allah is my witness: I am not worthy of a single letter within its pages. Yet it spoke volumes about the kind of heart he possesses. O Allah, make me better than they think of me, forgive me for what they do not know, and do not hold me accountable for what they say. When he would send me questions, months might pass before I could respond, yet he would wait patiently. May Allah bless him and forgive me for my shortcomings toward him. When a debate was later announced, he didn’t play foolish games seeking attention, nor did he cozy up with the enemies, serving their evil agenda while pretending to be on the side of the truth. Instead, he knew his duty, simple and clear: to stand behind the truth. Out of the hundreds of emails, texts, and calls I receive daily, he was, in fact, the only one who privately sent me a du‘ā by text regarding this matter, one that I woke up to. It was so beautifully worded, so sincere and heartfelt, that it genuinely soothed my heart. It reminded me of the story of Qutaybah ibn Muslim and the du‘ā of Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ. Ibn al-Jawzī mentioned in Ṣifat al-Ṣafwah that Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ was once with Qutaybah ibn Muslim in an army. Qutaybah was the governor of Khurāsān at the time, and the Turks had come out to confront them. So Qutaybah sent someone to the Masjid to see who was there. He was told, “No one is there except Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ, raising his finger in duaa'.” Qutaybah then said: “That finger of his is more beloved to me than thirty thousand cavalry.” And in Siyar Aʿlām al-Nubalāʾ, Imām al-Dhahabī reported that Qutaybah said: “That finger is more beloved to me than one hundred thousand drawn swords and strong young fighters.” I ask Allah to reward his parents for such a noble upbringing, to keep him and his family steadfast, and to make him an ‘ālim and an imām of the Muslimeen. May Allah honor me and surround me with such brothers. It is men of such character who, by the will of Allah, will be the catalysts of the awaited victory. Once he completes what I advised him to pursue, it is brothers like this, sincere, disciplined, and grounded, whom I would be honored to teach. In fact, I would be the one asking to teach them. On a side note: Many brothers have traveled from across the U.S., and even from abroad—to visit. May Allah reward the sincere among them. However, please only do so with my personal approval. I am not like others who have the support of Masaajid, means, resources, or the ease to accommodate so many visitors or students. Ahmad Musa Jibril Rabi’ II 17, 1447 AH
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During the past Ramadan, amidst many events and responsibilities, I found myself one day hesitant to visit my mother, may Allah forgive her and grant her Firdaws. Fatigue had set in, and the schedule was overwhelming. Yet I felt unusually compelled to go, it was Friday, after ‘Asr, and something in my heart told me I must. Upon arriving, I noticed two young brothers waiting patiently nearby. They approached me, and one of them told me he had learned that this visit was part of my daily routine. He had researched the cemetery, located my mother’s grave in that vast space, found the exact plot, and had been waiting there for most of the day, after traveling by plane solely to meet me. May Allah forgive my mother, grant her al-Firdaws, and reward these brothers. He told me he had made du‘ā to meet me, based on a certain stipulation about me: if our meeting was the answer to his du‘ā due to that specific condition, it would be all I could wish for dunya and akhira. At the time, I was hesitant, this is, after all, a confirmed tactic the FBI has used dozens of times to entrap me. And I was also too occupied to sit with him properly, so he extended his stay. When I finally sat with him, saw his radiant face (Allāhumma bārik lahu), and heard his questions, I regretted not having dropped everything earlier to spend all my time with him. His manners were remarkable, truly beyond his years. He was very young, only 18. His questions were the kind you love to hear: thoughtful, sincere, and filled with a genuine desire for knowledge. He wasn’t manhaj-shopping or hopping, nor was he chasing controversies or indulging in te back-and-forth games. He came to learn the dīn of Allah with humility and seriousness, and Allah knows best what is in the hearts. As I dropped him off at the airport, I advised him to begin following the lessons, since he mentioned he hadn’t kept up with all the classes. He took that advice sincerely, he began studying and taking notes. Today, a video was sent to me of him completing the Tawheed class. As he was leaving, he handed me a beautifully bound notebook filled with poems he had written, for me and about me. Allah is my witness: I am not worthy of a single letter within its pages. Yet it spoke volumes about the kind of heart he possesses. O Allah, make me better than they think of me, forgive me for what they do not know, and do not hold me accountable for what they say. When he would send me questions, months might pass before I could respond, yet he would wait patiently. May Allah bless him and forgive me for my shortcomings toward him. When a debate was later announced, he didn’t play foolish games seeking attention, nor did he cozy up with the enemies, serving their evil agenda while pretending to be on the side of the truth. Instead, he knew his duty, simple and clear: to stand behind the truth. Out of the hundreds of emails, texts, and calls I receive daily, he was, in fact, the only one who privately sent me a du‘ā by text regarding this matter, one that I woke up to. It was so beautifully worded, so sincere and heartfelt, that it genuinely soothed my heart. It reminded me of the story of Qutaybah ibn Muslim and the du‘ā of Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ. Ibn al-Jawzī mentioned in Ṣifat al-Ṣafwah that Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ was once with Qutaybah ibn Muslim in an army. Qutaybah was the governor of Khurāsān at the time, and the Turks had come out to confront them. So Qutaybah sent someone to the Masjid to see who was there. He was told, “No one is there except Muḥammad ibn Wāsiʿ, raising his finger in duaa'.” Qutaybah then said: “That finger of his is more beloved to me than thirty thousand cavalry.” And in Siyar Aʿlām al-Nubalāʾ, Imām al-Dhahabī reported that Qutaybah said: “That finger is more beloved to me than one hundred thousand drawn swords and strong young fighters.” I ask Allah to reward his parents for such a noble upbringing, to keep him and his family steadfast, and to make him an ‘ālim and an imām of the Muslimeen. May Allah honor me and surround me with such brothers. It is men of such character who, by the will of Allah, will be the catalysts of the awaited victory. Once he completes what I advised him to pursue, it is brothers like this, sincere, disciplined, and grounded, whom I would be honored to teach. In fact, I would be the one asking to teach them. On a side note: Many brothers have traveled from across the U.S., and even from abroad—to visit. May Allah reward the sincere among them. However, please only do so with my personal approval. I am not like others who have the support of Masaajid, means, resources, or the ease to accommodate so many visitors or students. Ahmad Musa Jibril Rabi’ II 17, 1447 AH

Ahmad Musā Jibrīl

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My partner and I got attacked at Download Festival on Sunday. We just stopped to watch a band and a women sat about 10 feet behind us in a chair marched up behind us and shouted 'f*cking get out of my way'. We told her it's a festival, we can stand where we like and you can stand up if you want to see the band. chill out! A young women next to me said she had said the same to her. The woman then continued a tirade of verbal abuse which included, you are a pair of 'big c*ocks', and 'I am going to hit you'. She then ran up behind me, ripped my hat off my head which pulled my neck back and then threw my hat into the crowd. Her male friend then punched my partner in the face. When I turned I pushed her away from me, she then grabbed my hair and kept pulling it until I was on the ground she then repeatedly kicked me in the head, face and body with her heavy boots . Luckily some wonderful bystanders pulled her away from me, as she was much bigger than me, both in height and width. We went to the security and police and they said because I pushed her I would be offered a Community Resolution, which I refused to accept. They also said we might be evicted from the festival. We were not treated as victims of assault we were treated as trouble makers. The police failed to take a full statement from us and the Download security didn't even bother talking to us, just the people that attacked us. These terrible people weren't arrested or evicted from the festival, they were allowed to stay and to potentially go on to verbally abuse and attack other innocent people. I complained to the police and did another statement yesterday. The man taking the statement was shocked as it did not come across as we were victims at all in the statement taken at the festival. It's shocking that a police office saw the video of me on the floor being repeatedly kicked in the head and face and failed to report it correctly, identify us a victims of assault and evict or arrest our attackers. I am a 55 year old woman with epilepsy, I don't drink or take drugs, my parter is 53 and didn't drink as he was driving. I was looking forward to Download as a distraction as my Mum has just been killed by medical negligence and I have been spending my time dealing with the coroners and all that goes with it. It's been the worst time of my life and this experience has just sent me over the edge. Shame on the police for victim blaming and failing to protect the public from dangerous people. As for the person at Download security you should be ashamed of yourself, believing them over us and not bothering to collect evidence from both sides. I have attached a video of me being attacked and some photos of the aggressive woman. In one of the photos you can see her being held back, so she would have happily gone back in to attack me again. I had to go home as I didn't feel safe staying, as they were still at the festival, plus I wasn't in any fit state to stay. I currently can't work as my chest has been stamped on and i'm struggling to move and breath properly. Eating is fun as the right side of my face and teeth are really uncomfortable and my lip is cut. My vision has also been intermittently blurry and I have felt dizzy. I work for myself, so getting paid time off isn't an option. We did get some witnesses but if you or anyone you know saw this women attacking or verbally abusing anyone please let me know. Let's get the face of the women who thinks it's ok to stamp on someones face and head at Download Festival known. People like this should be banned from any festival for life. A big thanks to all the wonderful people who helped me. Download is a great festival, it's such a shame people like this spoil it for others.
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My partner and I got attacked at Download Festival on Sunday. We just stopped to watch a band and a women sat about 10 feet behind us in a chair marched up behind us and shouted 'f*cking get out of my way'. We told her it's a festival, we can stand where we like and you can stand up if you want to see the band. chill out! A young women next to me said she had said the same to her. The woman then continued a tirade of verbal abuse which included, you are a pair of 'big c*ocks', and 'I am going to hit you'. She then ran up behind me, ripped my hat off my head which pulled my neck back and then threw my hat into the crowd. Her male friend then punched my partner in the face. When I turned I pushed her away from me, she then grabbed my hair and kept pulling it until I was on the ground she then repeatedly kicked me in the head, face and body with her heavy boots . Luckily some wonderful bystanders pulled her away from me, as she was much bigger than me, both in height and width. We went to the security and police and they said because I pushed her I would be offered a Community Resolution, which I refused to accept. They also said we might be evicted from the festival. We were not treated as victims of assault we were treated as trouble makers. The police failed to take a full statement from us and the Download security didn't even bother talking to us, just the people that attacked us. These terrible people weren't arrested or evicted from the festival, they were allowed to stay and to potentially go on to verbally abuse and attack other innocent people. I complained to the police and did another statement yesterday. The man taking the statement was shocked as it did not come across as we were victims at all in the statement taken at the festival. It's shocking that a police office saw the video of me on the floor being repeatedly kicked in the head and face and failed to report it correctly, identify us a victims of assault and evict or arrest our attackers. I am a 55 year old woman with epilepsy, I don't drink or take drugs, my parter is 53 and didn't drink as he was driving. I was looking forward to Download as a distraction as my Mum has just been killed by medical negligence and I have been spending my time dealing with the coroners and all that goes with it. It's been the worst time of my life and this experience has just sent me over the edge. Shame on the police for victim blaming and failing to protect the public from dangerous people. As for the person at Download security you should be ashamed of yourself, believing them over us and not bothering to collect evidence from both sides. I have attached a video of me being attacked and some photos of the aggressive woman. In one of the photos you can see her being held back, so she would have happily gone back in to attack me again. I had to go home as I didn't feel safe staying, as they were still at the festival, plus I wasn't in any fit state to stay. I currently can't work as my chest has been stamped on and i'm struggling to move and breath properly. Eating is fun as the right side of my face and teeth are really uncomfortable and my lip is cut. My vision has also been intermittently blurry and I have felt dizzy. I work for myself, so getting paid time off isn't an option. We did get some witnesses but if you or anyone you know saw this women attacking or verbally abusing anyone please let me know. Let's get the face of the women who thinks it's ok to stamp on someones face and head at Download Festival known. People like this should be banned from any festival for life. A big thanks to all the wonderful people who helped me. Download is a great festival, it's such a shame people like this spoil it for others.

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ＢＬＡＺＥ ＯＦ ＦＵＲＹ I slam down on the little shrimp with the full, earth-shaking tonnage of my colossal bulk. His puny frame flattens like a stomped roach beneath me, and a vicious snap cuts the air as his lungs cough up a sad, broken yelp. It’s fuckin’ wild how his skinny, fragile build sets my blood ablaze—like a brittle twig trembling beneath my hulking, boulder-like chest, begging to be crushed. My pecs squash him flat, mashing his mug into the mat with skull-shattering might. I smack my cock against the twin curves of his ass and grind it awake along their sculpted swell. My hips pound his dainty backside, even as he squirms, tensing and trying to buck me off. His pathetic fuckin’ resistance melts like butter under my sheer dominance—nothing but a sorry little twitch-fest. My junk roars to life faster than a souped-up dragster. I’m a goddamn bulldozer rolling over this fuckin’ worthless speck. I jerk up a couple inches and smash back down hard. A nasty crack rips from his guts under my brutal hammering, but all he’s got left is a faint gasp as the air ditches him. I drag myself slow, pulverizing him into the mat with every fiber of my strength, and growl in his ear: “Wrestle, runt!” I hoist my bulk up a hair, and the wimp starts thrashing under me. He knows I get off on his flailing fight—I crave those desperate, doomed swings. His mousy muscles got no shot at budging me, but even half-dead, he’s hell-bent on lighting my fuse. His tiny bum rubs my dick like mad, sparking like a match on rough timber. My member’s pulsing, primed to pay him back. Wielding my titanic bulk like a sledgehammer, I unleash a savage pounding on him. My gut slams him down with crushing weight. Every hit’s meaner than the last, sinking him deeper into the mat. His wriggling quits cold, his body caving to my relentless beatdown. The hardest blows grind his bones to dust, but he’s silent now—just ragged breaths forced out by my strikes. Conscious? Who gives a shit. After a dozen ruthless smacks, I flop onto him. His frail frame is scorching from the thrashing I dished out. My gargantuan mass locks him in place—no squirming, no breathing, nada. He’s mine to break, and my sheer heft could snuff him out for good. But I ain’t done—my cock’s howling for more. I peel off him. The shrimp wheezes, clawing for air, fumbling his wrecked shell. I give him a sec to pull it together—the grand finale’s coming. He knows a stiff corpse won’t rev my engine. I hiss in his ear: “Flip over!” Battered to hell, he still spins onto his back like a whipped little shit. He wouldn’t dream of crossing me—fear and heat tangle in his eyes as my monstrous shadow looms. I reward his obedience by slamming down full-force. His chest plate cracks, ribs splinter. My meat smacks his steel-hard cock with a loud thwack. The twisted little freak loves it. I’ve flattened him helpless again, and my shaft drinks in his agony. I grind it against his dick, mashing his lean torso with my thick, beefy bulk. His ribcage buckles as I lean in hard. His feebleness and frailty stoke my sadistic blaze. “Wrestle!” I snarl, easing up an inch to let him fan my flames. He tries to fight back—he knows every twitch stokes my fire. He’s desperate to keep me happy; he’s seen what happens to uppity punks who don’t. He don’t want that smoke. His beat-up, aching husk battles to please me. He’s so goddamn insignificant—my junk’s a live grenade. The big finish is close. I start ramming him for real with my cock, fuckin’ banging him into oblivion. My loins grind into his core with full throttle. Our tools collide, sizzling like live wires. My titan’s bulk pounds and smashes the runt under my brutal girth, raging harder each blow. His flopping fades fast, my crushing hits paralyzing him. He’s got no choice but to bow to my beastly fury. His shell cracks under my onslaught—too flimsy to take it. Bones groan and give, sinking with my blows. He’s gotta be out cold, but his stiffy’s trembling, ready to blow. I dive at him with unhinged rage, ready to tear him apart. His delicate rig shatters for good, bones snapping like brittle straw. My cock erupts like a damn volcano, and his tags along. Our gear’s drenched, dripping with heat. I unload again with feral power, roaring deep from my gut, and collapse, winded, on his smashed-up wreck. Our juices meld through the fabric like molten lava rivers. I sprawl over him, catching my breath. He’s pitifully small and breakable, the little shit. The shrimp’s out, his pretty face calm—miles from the fuckin’ hell he just ate. He nailed his role and served me right. I growl low, a sated beast’s rumble: “Good boy, you little fuck.”

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