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I call this my hyperfixation meal… until it isn’t 😋 #TacoLover #PlantBasedMeal #EasyLunch #EasyDinner #MealInspo #QuickRecipes #WhatIEat #GoToMeal #RelatableEats #HyperfixationMeal #LowSpoonsMeal #Neurodivergent #DepressionMeal #LowEnergyMeal #LowEffortMeal

Tommy King ♡ NEW ACCOUNT

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85,478 views • 1 year ago •via X (Twitter)

NSFW #TacoLover #PlantBasedMeal #EasyLunch #EasyDinner #MealInspo #QuickRecipes #WhatIEat #GoToMeal #RelatableEats #HyperfixationMeal #LowSpoonsMeal #Neurodivergent #DepressionMeal #LowEnergyMeal #LowEffortMeal

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Briella Coley1 year ago

@TommyKingXXX ooooo yummy!

Kevo1 year ago

Love hearing you yap

Tommy King ♡ SFW1 year ago

🥰

angel silva1 year ago

ur body and dimples are so distracting when u talk

Pink Velvet 🇵🇸1 year ago

@TommyKingXXX Simple and yummy!! Inspired me to make tacos tonight !😋

FLESHBATOR😵1 year ago

@TommyKingXXX Chef Tommy cooking show on YouTube when??????

Valentine1 year ago

I will love something so completely and obsessively.. til one day it doesn't hit.. I may never eat it again. Or at least wait a long long time

Tommy King ♡ SFW1 year ago

Same!!! Why are we like this 😂

Iris Sweet 🐻🏳️‍⚧️1 year ago

That looks as yummy as you dooooo!!

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When people ask why I’m single and why I’m waiting on marriage to sleep with my husband here you go. My body belongs to God and until I meet my husband I’m not tainting it. My future babies and my future husband deserve it. I deserve it. My temple. Call me silly. I want the fairytale. And ladies you deserve the fairytale too. You know it’s never men that are shocked when I tell them this. It’s always women who are shocked. Ladies believe and hold on to the most precious thing you can give your husband. Don’t treat your body like it isn’t beautiful and valuable. Listen 🎧 ✡️✝️ #single #marriage #waiting

Kaya Jones

521,455 views • 2 years ago

OK so I have to tell you about my new obsession. Cheese chips with little slices of butter and salt on top. 🧈 Forget pork rinds. This is next level. Something I’ve learned in my carnivore journey is how important getting enough fat in your diet actually is. I’ve also learned to stop fearing saturated fat, dairy fat, all of it. Here’s what I notice every single time I don’t get enough fat. I get tired. I get a little brain fog, my thinking isn’t as clear. I get irritated more easily at little things. I get cravings out of the blue. And then I eat some fat and the cravings disappear. My energy comes back. My brain gets clear. My thoughts get more organized. Every. Single. Time. Some people might call that anecdotal. I call it lived experience. And as you all know, I always bring my receipts. I am very transparent and honest, I share everything with you guys, so I could not gatekeep this amazing new snack. This version is Havarti cheese sliced into small squares, toasted until crispy, cooled, then topped with a little Tillamook butter and salt. These little powerhouse bites are mostly fat with a little protein, and I am absolutely obsessed. You’re gonna want to make these right now. 🔥

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Queen of Carni

23,701 views • 5 months ago

Capitalism vs. Socialism and THIS is the moment she LOST the debate. Patrick Bet-David (started at $4.25/hr, now a self-made millionaire) to the woman arguing against hustle/capitalism: “Would you work that hard?” Her answer: “I’m not gonna tell you. I don’t have to answer that… I don’t have to measure my work ethic to be worthy.” Boom. You can blame “the system,” call it unrealistic, and say rich people are lying to everyone… until the guy who actually did it asks if you’d pay the same price. Then suddenly it’s “I don’t have to prove my work ethic.” America isn’t perfect. But the path is real: - Free financial education everywhere - Invest early (ROTH IRA + credit) - Live below your means + side hustles - Delay kids until you’re ready - Stop blaming. Start building. Excuses are comfortable. Results require work!

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DocumentingLibs

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"'Five Dolls for an August Moon' (1970) is a terrible movie, it certainly is the worst movie among those I directed. I couldn’t do anything about it, we were working under disastrous conditions." --- Mario Bava Full Excerpt: "I sometimes get swindled, or I end up shooting movies that are not up to my usual standards. The case of [my film] 'Five Dolls for an August Moon' (1970) is a good example, it went like this. The producers give me a screenplay, I read it and I say that I don’t like it, it is identical to [Agatha Christie’s 1939 novel] 'And Then There Were None'. But the producers insist and, in the end, I accept to direct the film. I tell them that we will discuss the project in detail when they will pay me. So I start working on other things and I forget about the movie, until one Saturday morning the producers call me in their office, they give me my cheque and my contract, and they tell me that the shooting begins on Monday, in two days’ time. I take the money and I sign the contract, but I tell the producers that the screenplay isn’t good, that I need at least ten days to fix the story and make preparations… but, no, the shooting begins on Monday. So, in the end, what do I care? The film is done. It is a terrible movie, it certainly is the worst movie among those I directed. I couldn’t do anything about it, we were working under disastrous conditions, it was October, it was very cold, and most of the film took place at the seaside as if it was summer. I could only make two changes in the story. First, putting the corpses in the fridge was my idea (in the screenplay the corpses were buried and there were little crosses on the graves, just like in western movies!). Second, I changed the ending […] a little bit, but I don’t think that I managed to save the film. My daughter watched the movie in Padova, and she asked me if I had gone mad. You see, my mistake is that I accept any job they offer me. Moreover, I am unable to take things seriously, I always feel like joking, and for the producers a director who makes jokes is unconceivable, incompatible [with the job’s duties]. But I have been in the film business for too many years now, just like my father [Eugenio Bava], who directed the mythological films of the silent era; I know everything and everybody [in the profession], so how can I take seriously this gigantic, absurd circus [baraccone]? But I have taxes to pay and I work with my own personal crew, my regulars – the camera operator, my son, the electrician… They have been loyally following me for the past twenty years… If I stop making movies, how will they make a living?" (Mario Bava's interview, Cinepugno, 1970/71)

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DepressedBergman

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King Jay🇿🇼

15,748 views • 1 year ago

So if you’ve been following, you know that the state of Connecticut lied about postponing the chemical spraying in our waterways until 2026. Regardless of local (and now national) public outcry, they decided to rush ahead and poison our rivers and lakes with Diquat, a chemical that is estimated to be up to 200 times more toxic than Glyphosate, banned in Europe, and proven to be harmful to humans and wildlife. We’ve got eyes on the water, and a team of people working behind the scenes on multiple fronts. And those involved in this assault on our water will regret the reckless decision they’ve made. This issue has obviously become deeply personal for me. They’ve written articles to discredit me, called me a conspiracy theorist spreading fear mongering “misinformation” .. Criticizing me for refusing to sit down, shut my mouth, and “trust the experts” For them to think that such things would scare me off was a gross miscalculation. This was never about me. It was about protecting the state I call home. The people, the animals, and our water. They think we’ll accept it for what it is and walk away defeated. They miscalculated that one too. This is far from over. And remember : this isn’t just about Connecticut. Several other states have either already sprayed this year or are planning to. But the fight has to start somewhere. Stand up for your communities, and don’t back down. Be brave. Be a MF American. This isn’t about politics. It’s about water. And if that isn’t a fight worth fighting then I don’t know what is 🫡🕸

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87,442 views • 8 months ago

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re: vdo call that happened during the micha’s live [part 1/2] 1Y10M NOKNP NOLIFE #เก่งน้ำปิงกัลยาณโบร1Y10M 🧋 reading comment micha have you eaten today? 🧋 meaning if my child is going to eat issit? do you have plans for a meal? is there dinner my child? how is it? is there dinner? 🐰 noooo we are separated, 🧋 aow, why separated, today is anniversary day my dear 🐰 no, he bought me khanom jeen (rice noodles) and gave it to me since this morning already 🧋 yes he ordered food to give him, say hello first 🐰 hello 🧋 anniversary day, i want to have 🐰 no actually we’ll go but won’t tell mom 🧋 aow, you don’t have to tell it’s fine, you can go quietly like surprise type, my dear, don’t have to tell mom na, i’ll know it together with phiphi myself, my childdd 🧋 khanom jeen bought by lover he said. 🧋 that’s right. he came since in the morning, he ordered khanom jeen, sai au (northern thai sausages), he ordered things that nong likes, really quickly too, also ordered coffee too, when nong arrived, eats, full, happy working, oh hooooh 🧋 reading comment namping’s single isn’t he? for now he is 🐰 phone starts to ring, ringtone สมมติ (sommut) 🧋 aow, he called screams 🧋 its here, the thing everyone has been waiting for 🦆 hello 🧋 screams anniversary dayyyy 🐰 5555 🧋 anniversary day lor my dear? 🐰 no there’s someone there, no i don’t want to see that 🧋 anniversary day lor kub? 🦆 isn’t it single’s day? 🧋 screams 🐰 noooo, who told you that : i love it 🦆 aow, there was news that came today. isn’t today happy single day? 🧋 jing mae told you already, dont say it that way, harit will feel down, he ordered khanom jeen since the morning, mae said already, poong doesn’t listen at all loey, harit 🐰 555 🦆 55555 today isn’t this lor 🧋 what 🐰 what’s what kub 🧋 isn’t what my dear 🦆 what is it? 🐰 no i just— i just answer as per normal to the questions asked, there isn’t anything 🧋 he just answer for fun 🦆 ahhhh 🐰 yess, well it’s true i’m single 🧋 waiiii, keng said he’s single too lor 🦆 understand.. understand the issue 🐰 aow 🧋 aow, sulking, the end 🧋 everyone stay here together and be quiet, understand (but its a live micha skdjhfksjh) 🐰 555555 🐰 no but how was todayyyy 🦆 today lor? 🐰 are you lonely? going alone 🦆 today, not tired, ate sushi too 🧋 its like this my dear, he went to eat sushi and he said that he wanted some to give to poong too 🐰 really? 🧋 so did you get the opportunity to give nong? 🦆 go back and i ate it finish 🧋 oui sulking, (couldn’t catch) thats the way : slay slay 🧋 see that’s on you, who ask you to say, you said you are single yourself, this is on you already : thisss 🐰 well i’m single ngai, he.. i mean well its right ngai 🦆 🧋 correct start 🐰 suddenly there’s friends and phiphi already 🧋 aow can’t be single lor, or what are you both, why can’t he say he’s single my dear 🦆 he can say, can say 🐰 hmmm jaaa (sure) 55555 🧋 im so satisfied till i can’t handle it already 🦆 going back already lor 🐰 yes, currently in the vehicle on the way home, but haven’t —. oui let’s talk about this later 🧋 what is it 🐰 don’t have (continue in thread)

c สมศรี 🦆🐰

12,745 views • 8 months ago

Isn’t it Time for Reason to Prevail in this Politics of vengeance , retaliation and vindictiveness? This Is 2025… If you are NDC and you think it shld continue too, we agree…! For us the young people in the NPP, we accept whichever option the NDC young people will take in this matter. They are in charge now! BUT, if they stick to this same aged long Modus… then they shld be asking themselves in private “AM I READY FOR THE FUTURE?” Let the laws work but can we do it without the drama and inhumane treatments? My view is that, it’s time these things stop and allow them to be done in civility with the fundamental principles of our laws reigning supreme “INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY”. With that in mind, the dignity, credibility and image of every suspect will and shall be protected until proven guilty. Most of the perpetrators in the currentt government may not be active and in the frontlines in 4 years or 8years or even 38years as the NDC like to put it. Dear NDC Young politician, “ARE YOU READY FOR SAME DOSE?” if you are not then shall we call on our people to stop the drama, intimidation, raids, gun and Rambo attacks and the seeming kidnapping of our NPP members.. TICK YOUR CHOICE!

Isn’t it Time for Reason to Prevail in this Politics of vengeance , retaliation and vindictiveness? This Is 2025… If you are NDC and you think it shld continue too, we agree…! For us the young people in the NPP, we accept whichever option the NDC young people will take in this matter. They are in charge now! BUT, if they stick to this same aged long Modus… then they shld be asking themselves in private “AM I READY FOR THE FUTURE?” Let the laws work but can we do it without the drama and inhumane treatments? My view is that, it’s time these things stop and allow them to be done in civility with the fundamental principles of our laws reigning supreme “INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY”. With that in mind, the dignity, credibility and image of every suspect will and shall be protected until proven guilty. Most of the perpetrators in the currentt government may not be active and in the frontlines in 4 years or 8years or even 38years as the NDC like to put it. Dear NDC Young politician, “ARE YOU READY FOR SAME DOSE?” if you are not then shall we call on our people to stop the drama, intimidation, raids, gun and Rambo attacks and the seeming kidnapping of our NPP members.. TICK YOUR CHOICE!

Dennis Edward Aboagye

53,677 views • 1 year ago

🚨 AMERICANS ARE JUST NOW REALIZING THEIR “ICE CREAM” ISN’T EVEN LEGALLY ICE CREAM ANYMORE "Does anybody know what's happened to Breyers ice cream...that it's no longer ice cream?" A couple posted a viral video after buying a tub of what they thought was normal ice cream only to discover the packaging never uses the words ice cream anywhere. Instead, the label says “Frozen Dairy Dessert.” Why? Because years ago, companies quietly changed their recipes: • Less cream • More air • More gums & stabilizers • Cheaper fillers • Ingredients that no longer meet FDA standards to legally call it ice cream The wife says she bought this thinking she was being “moderately healthy,” until she noticed something insane: “NOWHERE on here does it say ice cream.” “It literally says frozen dairy dessert." “This was the ice cream of my childhood…now it tastes TERRIBLE." She opens the container and immediately freaks out: “First of all… what is this texture?” “It tastes metallic.” “It’s forming a FILM inside my mouth." “This is NOT ice cream.” Her husband jumps in: “This used to be the PREMIUM ice cream of the bourgeoisie.” She stops him, but keeps inspecting the tub: “They made it LOOK like ice cream… the fancy label, the ‘Rainforest Alliance’ leaf… the Grade A milk logo… but WHAT am I actually eating here?” “Because it’s definitely not ice cream.” People across the internet are now checking their own tubs and realizing the same thing - half the brands in their freezer aren’t even allowed to be called real ice cream. Did you know companies legally reclassified this stuff… or have you been eating ‘frozen dairy dessert’ without realizing it?

HustleBitch

4,294,867 views • 8 months ago

US Health Insurance keeps getting worse and worse American had to call her husband crying after speaking with her health insurance - She has a current doctor who prescribed a medication she needs - Her health insurance says because of the medication, she needs to go see a “higher doctor” and have the new more expensive doctor prescribe it - She now has to make additional appointments and tests to get this medication that’s already prescribed by her current doctor - Her insurance says she can’t use her current pharmacy that she uses with all her other prescriptions - Insurance says this medication isn’t even partially covered until her full deductible has been met - She now must go through all of this just to get her medication prescribed again, they won’t cover the cost, so she has to pay $1,095 for a 30 day supply every month “I think we all know what a scam the health insurance realm is. It's taking advantage of people, it's greed and the like it's the epitome of greed and evil” “I think the American people are waking up to that it is such a scam. And it's so evil. like my heart, like I started crying because my heart just breaks for the families that like have to go through, you know, like if your child has cancer or something, could you imagine the battles back and forth? — I'm just beyond frustrated. I'm beyond like annoyed with this whole system. And I know I'm not the only one.”

US Health Insurance keeps getting worse and worse American had to call her husband crying after speaking with her health insurance - She has a current doctor who prescribed a medication she needs - Her health insurance says because of the medication, she needs to go see a “higher doctor” and have the new more expensive doctor prescribe it - She now has to make additional appointments and tests to get this medication that’s already prescribed by her current doctor - Her insurance says she can’t use her current pharmacy that she uses with all her other prescriptions - Insurance says this medication isn’t even partially covered until her full deductible has been met - She now must go through all of this just to get her medication prescribed again, they won’t cover the cost, so she has to pay $1,095 for a 30 day supply every month “I think we all know what a scam the health insurance realm is. It's taking advantage of people, it's greed and the like it's the epitome of greed and evil” “I think the American people are waking up to that it is such a scam. And it's so evil. like my heart, like I started crying because my heart just breaks for the families that like have to go through, you know, like if your child has cancer or something, could you imagine the battles back and forth? — I'm just beyond frustrated. I'm beyond like annoyed with this whole system. And I know I'm not the only one.”

Wall Street Apes

45,322 views • 1 year ago

In my opinion, as much as I want Palestine to thrive to live, to grow, to stand tall I will never side with Hamas. A group that starves its own people is not “resistance,” it’s an occupation of its own kind. We donate food for free, Hamas takes it, sells it, and pockets the profit. And when civilians line up to take what’s rightfully theirs, they’re beaten. These people don’t deserve this abuse; they deserve dignity and life. I’ve seen the fake videos, the staged tragedies made to trigger outrage, and I’ve also seen the calls from Israel warning civilians to evacuate before a strike. This is not the black-and-white story that certain activists in the West like to paint. And here’s where the irony gets loud the LGBT community chanting “Free Palestine” when, under Hamas, they wouldn’t just lose their voice, they’d lose their life. Women screaming for a cause they barely understand, not realising that under Hamas they’d be stripped of every right they are exercising in that very moment. I believe in a two-state solution. I believe in the Jewish right to live. And I see with my own eyes how Israel is thriving how Muslims, Christians, and Jews already live side by side there, working, studying, and raising families. Yes, Arab Jews exist, and yes, they call Israel home. This isn’t a war between religions; it’s a war between those who want coexistence and those who thrive on chaos. So if you live safe in the UK, happy and free, and you’ve seen what Hamas does yet still chant “Free Palestine” without saying “from Hamas,” you’re missing the point entirely. The chant should be loud and clear: Free Palestine from Hamas. Because until Palestine is free from Hamas, it will never truly be free. #free_palestine_from_hamas

In my opinion, as much as I want Palestine to thrive to live, to grow, to stand tall I will never side with Hamas. A group that starves its own people is not “resistance,” it’s an occupation of its own kind. We donate food for free, Hamas takes it, sells it, and pockets the profit. And when civilians line up to take what’s rightfully theirs, they’re beaten. These people don’t deserve this abuse; they deserve dignity and life. I’ve seen the fake videos, the staged tragedies made to trigger outrage, and I’ve also seen the calls from Israel warning civilians to evacuate before a strike. This is not the black-and-white story that certain activists in the West like to paint. And here’s where the irony gets loud the LGBT community chanting “Free Palestine” when, under Hamas, they wouldn’t just lose their voice, they’d lose their life. Women screaming for a cause they barely understand, not realising that under Hamas they’d be stripped of every right they are exercising in that very moment. I believe in a two-state solution. I believe in the Jewish right to live. And I see with my own eyes how Israel is thriving how Muslims, Christians, and Jews already live side by side there, working, studying, and raising families. Yes, Arab Jews exist, and yes, they call Israel home. This isn’t a war between religions; it’s a war between those who want coexistence and those who thrive on chaos. So if you live safe in the UK, happy and free, and you’ve seen what Hamas does yet still chant “Free Palestine” without saying “from Hamas,” you’re missing the point entirely. The chant should be loud and clear: Free Palestine from Hamas. Because until Palestine is free from Hamas, it will never truly be free. #free_palestine_from_hamas

Mariam Almazrouie

17,906 views • 1 year ago

NEWS CENTRAL SILENCED MY VOICE!!! For 4+ hours, a “public discourse” space by News Central TV (News Central TV )hosted only one side. When it finally opened for 2 minutes of engagement, I spoke—and was the only person repeatedly interrupted. After the host said the people from the APC declined, I asked to proceed. Instead, I was removed. This isn’t moderation. It’s control. You can hear clearly when i ask to proceed, ilemona clearly yeilds to me, but i dont speak. That is the moment i was dropped. Gbenga Aborowa 🅾️ you asked to put in a word, even after i muted my mic i was dropped. I have a right to criticize you, the press should be the one championing my right to freedom of expression, but you limited my voice simply because it was critical of you and stating my observations. I was not disrespectful or rude, maybe assertive. Worse, this isn’t new. On Feb 26, I raised this same concern respectfully and even less directly when they ran a similar one-sided space, branding Nigeria “Abegistan.” They knew. They ignored it. The media calls itself the 4th estate—holding power accountable. But today, News Central TV behaved exactly like the power they claim to scrutinize: Selective participation. Managed dissent. Silenced voices.. If the press cannot tolerate scrutiny from the public—the so-called 5th estate—then it forfeits the moral authority to demand accountability from government. You cannot demand accountability and suppress it at the same time. You cannot preach transparency and practice exclusion. You cannot preach Democracy be a "Sankaraist" As for the lack of voices, i am very far from being anything in the APC, but if i am unavailable i have enough intellectual Nigerian friends on X who support President Bola Ahmed Tinubu and believe he is doing an amazing job. He is a Lion among men. And as for the challenge from uncle Ilemona, i am tempted but no thanks. I may be willing to attend if you can find a neutral ground and a time convenient for me cause i run a tight schedule. NBC Code Violations. 5.3.3(c): “in adherence to the principles of pluralism, accord equitable airtime to all political parties or views, with particular regard to the duration and belt, during political campaign periods;” Violation: A 4+ hour discussion hosted only one side, with opposing views denied meaningful participation. *5.3.6: “The Broadcaster shall ensure that in programmes requiring the representation of political parties, or affiliations, the panelists shall be of comparable status and relevance.” Violation: Only one ideological side was platformed for hours without comparable opposing representation. 5.3.3(o): “the Broadcaster shall implement the appropriate decisions, including the grant of a Right of Reply or demand for Apology, within 24 hours, and at the same level of prominence;” Violation: A dissenting participant was removed mid-contribution instead of being allowed to respond, triggering the right to reply and potential apology. 5.3.3(i): “ensure that political broadcasts are recorded and kept for a period as may be specified by the Commission;” Violation: The February 26, 2026 broadcast was not recorded, i raised concerns that same day, (To their credit, the March 26, 2026 broadcast was recorded.) I will refrain from tagging the NBC and writing an email to officially complain until tomorrow. Also coincidentally i will be available for my requested right of reply tomorrow. If i do not receive a communication by 10am i will procede to call on the authorities to help enforce my right. Plus we should not have to use fight to get a little airtime to balance the perspectives. You can also ask the same questions you asked today's panel

NEWS CENTRAL SILENCED MY VOICE!!! For 4+ hours, a “public discourse” space by News Central TV (News Central TV )hosted only one side. When it finally opened for 2 minutes of engagement, I spoke—and was the only person repeatedly interrupted. After the host said the people from the APC declined, I asked to proceed. Instead, I was removed. This isn’t moderation. It’s control. You can hear clearly when i ask to proceed, ilemona clearly yeilds to me, but i dont speak. That is the moment i was dropped. Gbenga Aborowa 🅾️ you asked to put in a word, even after i muted my mic i was dropped. I have a right to criticize you, the press should be the one championing my right to freedom of expression, but you limited my voice simply because it was critical of you and stating my observations. I was not disrespectful or rude, maybe assertive. Worse, this isn’t new. On Feb 26, I raised this same concern respectfully and even less directly when they ran a similar one-sided space, branding Nigeria “Abegistan.” They knew. They ignored it. The media calls itself the 4th estate—holding power accountable. But today, News Central TV behaved exactly like the power they claim to scrutinize: Selective participation. Managed dissent. Silenced voices.. If the press cannot tolerate scrutiny from the public—the so-called 5th estate—then it forfeits the moral authority to demand accountability from government. You cannot demand accountability and suppress it at the same time. You cannot preach transparency and practice exclusion. You cannot preach Democracy be a "Sankaraist" As for the lack of voices, i am very far from being anything in the APC, but if i am unavailable i have enough intellectual Nigerian friends on X who support President Bola Ahmed Tinubu and believe he is doing an amazing job. He is a Lion among men. And as for the challenge from uncle Ilemona, i am tempted but no thanks. I may be willing to attend if you can find a neutral ground and a time convenient for me cause i run a tight schedule. NBC Code Violations. 5.3.3(c): “in adherence to the principles of pluralism, accord equitable airtime to all political parties or views, with particular regard to the duration and belt, during political campaign periods;” Violation: A 4+ hour discussion hosted only one side, with opposing views denied meaningful participation. *5.3.6: “The Broadcaster shall ensure that in programmes requiring the representation of political parties, or affiliations, the panelists shall be of comparable status and relevance.” Violation: Only one ideological side was platformed for hours without comparable opposing representation. 5.3.3(o): “the Broadcaster shall implement the appropriate decisions, including the grant of a Right of Reply or demand for Apology, within 24 hours, and at the same level of prominence;” Violation: A dissenting participant was removed mid-contribution instead of being allowed to respond, triggering the right to reply and potential apology. 5.3.3(i): “ensure that political broadcasts are recorded and kept for a period as may be specified by the Commission;” Violation: The February 26, 2026 broadcast was not recorded, i raised concerns that same day, (To their credit, the March 26, 2026 broadcast was recorded.) I will refrain from tagging the NBC and writing an email to officially complain until tomorrow. Also coincidentally i will be available for my requested right of reply tomorrow. If i do not receive a communication by 10am i will procede to call on the authorities to help enforce my right. Plus we should not have to use fight to get a little airtime to balance the perspectives. You can also ask the same questions you asked today's panel

ỌMỌ9JA

48,577 views • 4 months ago

“I don’t have time to sort my health out now.” Bullsh*t. What you don’t have is an effective solution. We must divorce the idea that time is what’s required to fix your health issues. If I were to give you a pill with a 100% success rate to reverse your health condition, you would take it and be pretty happy, correct? Right. So now we can agree that time isn’t the defining factor. It’s the delivery mechanism and the chances of success. And you simply do not have the time or energy to find or create this solution. And nor should you. You have other things to worry about. Which is why you call in a specialist to help. If you had a burst pipe in your home, you’d call in a plumber. You wouldn’t try to learn their trade with water seeping through the walls. Because they've already dedicated the time to master the problem that you’re facing. If anything, trying to fix it yourself would only make it worse. Guessing your way through, throwing sh*t at the wall to see what sticks. When it comes to your health issues, I’m your plumber. I’ve put in the reps. In-fact, I live and breathe the art of reversing health conditions. And I know the one reason you’re reluctant to call me… It’s expensive. Well, today, it’s not. For less the $100/month you can work directly with me to finally kick your nagging health issues. A fully personalised approach to solve your health puzzle, including: ✅ Personalised Program Every 3mo ↳ Detailed Health History ↳ Up-To-Date Root Cause Analysis ↳ 12-Week Supplement Protocol ↳ Behavioural Synergies ↳ 7-Day Meal Plan ✅ My Complete 12-Step Health System ↳ 4hr38min Self-Guided Course ↳ Interactive Notion Dashboard ↳ Guided Walkthrough’s & Breathwork ✅ Private Platform & 24hr Support ↳ Ask Questions Whenever You Need ↳ Coaching From Me & The aura. Team ✅ Support Organising Any Testing ↳ Comprehensive Blood Panel ↳ GI-MAP, Mycotoxin Panel ↳ Metabolomix+ Metabolic Panel etc. All for <$100/month. The is our delivery mechanism, and it’s been tried-and-tested to maximise the success rate on all the clients who came before you. And if that’s not enough, wait hang on… That is enough. I will not give you an ounce more than you need, because time is of the essence. Secure the Black Friday offer here: (You have 24hrs)

“I don’t have time to sort my health out now.” Bullsht. What you don’t have is an effective solution. We must divorce the idea that time is what’s required to fix your health issues. If I were to give you a pill with a 100% success rate to reverse your health condition, you would take it and be pretty happy, correct? Right. So now we can agree that time isn’t the defining factor. It’s the delivery mechanism and the chances of success. And you simply do not have the time or energy to find or create this solution. And nor should you. You have other things to worry about. Which is why you call in a specialist to help. If you had a burst pipe in your home, you’d call in a plumber. You wouldn’t try to learn their trade with water seeping through the walls. Because they've already dedicated the time to master the problem that you’re facing. If anything, trying to fix it yourself would only make it worse. Guessing your way through, throwing sht at the wall to see what sticks. When it comes to your health issues, I’m your plumber. I’ve put in the reps. In-fact, I live and breathe the art of reversing health conditions. And I know the one reason you’re reluctant to call me… It’s expensive. Well, today, it’s not. For less the $100/month you can work directly with me to finally kick your nagging health issues. A fully personalised approach to solve your health puzzle, including: ✅ Personalised Program Every 3mo ↳ Detailed Health History ↳ Up-To-Date Root Cause Analysis ↳ 12-Week Supplement Protocol ↳ Behavioural Synergies ↳ 7-Day Meal Plan ✅ My Complete 12-Step Health System ↳ 4hr38min Self-Guided Course ↳ Interactive Notion Dashboard ↳ Guided Walkthrough’s & Breathwork ✅ Private Platform & 24hr Support ↳ Ask Questions Whenever You Need ↳ Coaching From Me & The aura. Team ✅ Support Organising Any Testing ↳ Comprehensive Blood Panel ↳ GI-MAP, Mycotoxin Panel ↳ Metabolomix+ Metabolic Panel etc. All for <$100/month. The is our delivery mechanism, and it’s been tried-and-tested to maximise the success rate on all the clients who came before you. And if that’s not enough, wait hang on… That is enough. I will not give you an ounce more than you need, because time is of the essence. Secure the Black Friday offer here: (You have 24hrs)

Ben Smith

16,283 views • 8 months ago

Days ago, I was honored to interview Marcus Coleman, the father of Dalilah Coleman, who was severely injured after an illegal immigrant driving a semi-truck crashed into the vehicle she was in. This interview will be featured in my upcoming documentary, "The Illegal Highways," where we discuss not only how illegal immigrants are able to get behind the wheel of a semi-truck, but also the Americans who have suffered because of it. Marcus describes in great detail the evening he received a call that his five-year-old daughter had been in an accident. At first, he was unsure of the seriousness of the situation. It wasn’t until he received another call from EMS stating that his daughter was being airlifted to the hospital that he realized her condition was far worse than anyone could have imagined. He openly explains the confusion that persisted until he finally laid eyes on his daughter. Hospital workers couldn’t find her at first because she had been admitted under an alternate name, and he grew increasingly frustrated with the lack of help locating his child. I could never imagine what he experienced as a father — walking into a hospital and seeing his frail daughter connected to machines, watching her condition initially get worse. In the video attached, I clipped out six minutes of him describing his experience of watching his daughter barely survive this ordeal, including multiple health scares that many thought she would not overcome. Thankfully, she is alive, but she is not the same little girl as before. Today, she is seven years old, non-verbal, and can only walk with assistance. I met Marcus in D.C. because he has been working with the federal government to help draft legislation that would curb illegal immigrants from obtaining CDLs and strengthen enforcement — all with the objective of preventing another tragedy like Dalilah Coleman's. The full interview was over an hour long. Of course, with a documentary, you only see a small percentage of it. However, I wanted to write this to express to the world what I took away from this experience. It is not often that you find people who are willing to sacrifice for a greater cause. Marcus isn’t trying to chase fame or run for office; he’s just trying to do the right thing. When I asked him what it was like being at the State of the Union and having the President acknowledge their situation, he explained that he sees these moments as part of the process and not as moments of excitement. This response I can completely understand. He would rather have a happy and healthy daughter than anything else in the world. His family was forced into this position by systemic failures, which the documentary will explain. As Marcus put it in the interview, he’s doing the job that politicians should be doing. The man is sacrificing his time, flying back and forth between California and Washington, D.C., to fight for a greater purpose. I found him to be a very honorable and genuine man who is striving to create a safer world for Americans. Most importantly, he is a man of strong Christian faith who openly acknowledges that it is his faith that has kept him together throughout this entire ordeal. One of the most powerful stories he told me was about meeting the man who almost killed his daughter. He had so much anger and hatred toward him — until he looked into his eyes. He saw a young man, a soul, and decided at that moment to forgive and let go of that rage. He chose to forgive him, but not to forget. Not forgetting has allowed him to fight for a greater cause. This documentary isn’t about dehumanizing anyone, including the illegal immigrants behind the wheel. I understand — more than the average person — how many of these men are brought to America under false pretenses and are essentially indentured servants who have to drive a truck twice as long as the average American trucker. The purpose of making this film is to tell the stories of the people caught up in this systemic failure. We often lose sight of the families who wake up every day knowing they will never talk to their spouse, sibling, or child ever again. I want their stories heard around the world so that we, the American public, also don’t forget that there are real innocent lives at stake. I am still crowdfunding for this project. If you’d like to support it, you can donate on GiveSendGo:

Days ago, I was honored to interview Marcus Coleman, the father of Dalilah Coleman, who was severely injured after an illegal immigrant driving a semi-truck crashed into the vehicle she was in. This interview will be featured in my upcoming documentary, "The Illegal Highways," where we discuss not only how illegal immigrants are able to get behind the wheel of a semi-truck, but also the Americans who have suffered because of it. Marcus describes in great detail the evening he received a call that his five-year-old daughter had been in an accident. At first, he was unsure of the seriousness of the situation. It wasn’t until he received another call from EMS stating that his daughter was being airlifted to the hospital that he realized her condition was far worse than anyone could have imagined. He openly explains the confusion that persisted until he finally laid eyes on his daughter. Hospital workers couldn’t find her at first because she had been admitted under an alternate name, and he grew increasingly frustrated with the lack of help locating his child. I could never imagine what he experienced as a father — walking into a hospital and seeing his frail daughter connected to machines, watching her condition initially get worse. In the video attached, I clipped out six minutes of him describing his experience of watching his daughter barely survive this ordeal, including multiple health scares that many thought she would not overcome. Thankfully, she is alive, but she is not the same little girl as before. Today, she is seven years old, non-verbal, and can only walk with assistance. I met Marcus in D.C. because he has been working with the federal government to help draft legislation that would curb illegal immigrants from obtaining CDLs and strengthen enforcement — all with the objective of preventing another tragedy like Dalilah Coleman's. The full interview was over an hour long. Of course, with a documentary, you only see a small percentage of it. However, I wanted to write this to express to the world what I took away from this experience. It is not often that you find people who are willing to sacrifice for a greater cause. Marcus isn’t trying to chase fame or run for office; he’s just trying to do the right thing. When I asked him what it was like being at the State of the Union and having the President acknowledge their situation, he explained that he sees these moments as part of the process and not as moments of excitement. This response I can completely understand. He would rather have a happy and healthy daughter than anything else in the world. His family was forced into this position by systemic failures, which the documentary will explain. As Marcus put it in the interview, he’s doing the job that politicians should be doing. The man is sacrificing his time, flying back and forth between California and Washington, D.C., to fight for a greater purpose. I found him to be a very honorable and genuine man who is striving to create a safer world for Americans. Most importantly, he is a man of strong Christian faith who openly acknowledges that it is his faith that has kept him together throughout this entire ordeal. One of the most powerful stories he told me was about meeting the man who almost killed his daughter. He had so much anger and hatred toward him — until he looked into his eyes. He saw a young man, a soul, and decided at that moment to forgive and let go of that rage. He chose to forgive him, but not to forget. Not forgetting has allowed him to fight for a greater cause. This documentary isn’t about dehumanizing anyone, including the illegal immigrants behind the wheel. I understand — more than the average person — how many of these men are brought to America under false pretenses and are essentially indentured servants who have to drive a truck twice as long as the average American trucker. The purpose of making this film is to tell the stories of the people caught up in this systemic failure. We often lose sight of the families who wake up every day knowing they will never talk to their spouse, sibling, or child ever again. I want their stories heard around the world so that we, the American public, also don’t forget that there are real innocent lives at stake. I am still crowdfunding for this project. If you’d like to support it, you can donate on GiveSendGo:

Adam B. Coleman, Proud Father & Imperfect Man

29,361 views • 4 months ago

$Despite being abandoned by my father as a child, if he were still alive, I would be open to starting a new relationship with him. The last time I spoke to him, I was 21 years old and a new father. I wanted to tell him about his grandson, but he didn’t seem interested in talking to me. I told myself that I wouldn’t attempt to call him anymore, but I would never ignore his calls if he tried to reach me. Unfortunately, he never did. ------------------------------------ I talk more about my relationship with my father in my new book "The Children We Left Behind" Purchase a copy from Amazon: or directly from Wrong Speak Publishing: ------------------------------------- As I’ve gotten older—and especially watching my son become an adult—I’ve thought a lot about mortality and the fragility of life. I often reflect on my mistakes as a young adult and my ambivalence toward my parents because I hadn’t yet learned to forgive. When you’re a child, you think adults have it all together, and you expect them to be more than they really are. That one time they screwed up sticks out in your head more than the hundreds of times they sacrificed for you. I’ve tried to be the best father I possibly can be, but I’m sure there were a time or two when I unintentionally let my son down. In an era where everyone thinks they’re always right yet holds higher expectations of behavior for others than they themselves can live up to, we are severely lacking in the area of giving grace and leaning on forgiveness. Instead, we tell people who are having relationship issues to excommunicate others forever, but running from your problems doesn’t resolve them. There are valid times to go no-contact with someone in your life, but the number of times I’ve heard poor reasoning for disconnecting completely from parents is shocking to me. Social media is rife with terrible advice, encouraging people to see a single flaw in someone they love as enough reason to shut them out of their life. I’m speaking from experience when I say this: You can’t resolve a relationship while simultaneously running from it. The only way to fix a fractured relationship is to confront it head-on with love and honesty. And if the person you’re having issues with isn’t hearing you, then you should give them the grace of patience until they lower their guard enough to receive your message. Recently, I was talking to a father who has been struggling to have a relationship with his children for years since his divorce. Every time he tries to get close to them, they push him away. Just as much as it hurts children to be rejected, it hurts parents when they’re pushed away too. What I explained to him was that he should never give up and that he needs to be 100% accountable for his actions. From a parent’s perspective, you might have a hard time understanding why they’re angry with you, and their reasoning might not make sense from your point of view. Parents can often get stuck in the mud of factual differences compared to their children’s emotional interpretations. If you’re in this situation and falling into the trap of debating their emotions, step away from it. It’s a losing battle to engage in this type of back-and-forth because, from the child’s perspective, it comes off as you disregarding their feelings. Is the point to be right or to re-establish a relationship? I’ll never tell someone to take ownership of something they didn’t do, but you can acknowledge their emotions and how they’re feeling. Everyone wants to be accepted, and if you’re a child who feels rejected, the last thing you want is to experience the rejection of your emotional interpretations. If you’re a parent striving to re-establish a relationship with your child, my suggestion is that you don’t give up on them. Work on their timeline and understand that if they’re rejecting your attempts, they just want you to feel the hurt they’re experiencing. However, I believe that repeated attempts of love will eventually break down that hardened wall. Acknowledge their pain, apologize for what you did or what you could have done better as a parent, and give them time to absorb your efforts. The reason I would give my father an opportunity to be in my life is that I understand we are all flawed, and many of us live with regrets—I know I do. The way my life has turned out, I’ve come to understand the importance of giving others grace for their shortcomings and embracing forgiveness. I don’t harbor any anger toward my father because I can’t fix the past, and he’s no longer alive to potentially mend our broken relationship. I forgave my father years ago because being angry at him never helped me grow as a man. I would give anything to have a chance to really get to know him, and it saddens me when I see people believing that tomorrow is guaranteed. That person you cut off from your life might be gone tomorrow, and you won’t have a chance to resolve your differences. Personally, I wouldn’t want to carry that on my conscience, knowing I was too scared or resentful to fix a relationship with someone I loved. Giving people grace is a blessing. It’s about time we bless the world.$

Despite being abandoned by my father as a child, if he were still alive, I would be open to starting a new relationship with him. The last time I spoke to him, I was 21 years old and a new father. I wanted to tell him about his grandson, but he didn’t seem interested in talking to me. I told myself that I wouldn’t attempt to call him anymore, but I would never ignore his calls if he tried to reach me. Unfortunately, he never did. ------------------------------------ I talk more about my relationship with my father in my new book "The Children We Left Behind" Purchase a copy from Amazon: or directly from Wrong Speak Publishing: ------------------------------------- As I’ve gotten older—and especially watching my son become an adult—I’ve thought a lot about mortality and the fragility of life. I often reflect on my mistakes as a young adult and my ambivalence toward my parents because I hadn’t yet learned to forgive. When you’re a child, you think adults have it all together, and you expect them to be more than they really are. That one time they screwed up sticks out in your head more than the hundreds of times they sacrificed for you. I’ve tried to be the best father I possibly can be, but I’m sure there were a time or two when I unintentionally let my son down. In an era where everyone thinks they’re always right yet holds higher expectations of behavior for others than they themselves can live up to, we are severely lacking in the area of giving grace and leaning on forgiveness. Instead, we tell people who are having relationship issues to excommunicate others forever, but running from your problems doesn’t resolve them. There are valid times to go no-contact with someone in your life, but the number of times I’ve heard poor reasoning for disconnecting completely from parents is shocking to me. Social media is rife with terrible advice, encouraging people to see a single flaw in someone they love as enough reason to shut them out of their life. I’m speaking from experience when I say this: You can’t resolve a relationship while simultaneously running from it. The only way to fix a fractured relationship is to confront it head-on with love and honesty. And if the person you’re having issues with isn’t hearing you, then you should give them the grace of patience until they lower their guard enough to receive your message. Recently, I was talking to a father who has been struggling to have a relationship with his children for years since his divorce. Every time he tries to get close to them, they push him away. Just as much as it hurts children to be rejected, it hurts parents when they’re pushed away too. What I explained to him was that he should never give up and that he needs to be 100% accountable for his actions. From a parent’s perspective, you might have a hard time understanding why they’re angry with you, and their reasoning might not make sense from your point of view. Parents can often get stuck in the mud of factual differences compared to their children’s emotional interpretations. If you’re in this situation and falling into the trap of debating their emotions, step away from it. It’s a losing battle to engage in this type of back-and-forth because, from the child’s perspective, it comes off as you disregarding their feelings. Is the point to be right or to re-establish a relationship? I’ll never tell someone to take ownership of something they didn’t do, but you can acknowledge their emotions and how they’re feeling. Everyone wants to be accepted, and if you’re a child who feels rejected, the last thing you want is to experience the rejection of your emotional interpretations. If you’re a parent striving to re-establish a relationship with your child, my suggestion is that you don’t give up on them. Work on their timeline and understand that if they’re rejecting your attempts, they just want you to feel the hurt they’re experiencing. However, I believe that repeated attempts of love will eventually break down that hardened wall. Acknowledge their pain, apologize for what you did or what you could have done better as a parent, and give them time to absorb your efforts. The reason I would give my father an opportunity to be in my life is that I understand we are all flawed, and many of us live with regrets—I know I do. The way my life has turned out, I’ve come to understand the importance of giving others grace for their shortcomings and embracing forgiveness. I don’t harbor any anger toward my father because I can’t fix the past, and he’s no longer alive to potentially mend our broken relationship. I forgave my father years ago because being angry at him never helped me grow as a man. I would give anything to have a chance to really get to know him, and it saddens me when I see people believing that tomorrow is guaranteed. That person you cut off from your life might be gone tomorrow, and you won’t have a chance to resolve your differences. Personally, I wouldn’t want to carry that on my conscience, knowing I was too scared or resentful to fix a relationship with someone I loved. Giving people grace is a blessing. It’s about time we bless the world.

Adam B. Coleman, Proud Father & Imperfect Man

20,763 views • 1 year ago

I honestly cringed watching our Mityana MP hopeful Proscovia Mukisa on Baba TV declaring she’d love to sit on “the Entertainment Committee” .... a committee that doesn’t even exist in Uganda’s Parliament. My heart broke a little, not out of malice, but from sheer disbelief. How does someone aspiring to legislate not know the basic structure of the House she dreams of joining? How kind of qtns was she asked by the "Independt EMC" to beat her opponents for the party card?? Let's hide this clip from Ssemujju Nganda at all costs ..... that man will cook us for days. He’s been on that elitism rant against “wheelbarrow politicians,” and this right here would be his golden meal. We can’t afford to hand him more firewood. It’s moments like these that remind us that civic literacy isn’t optional... it’s oxygen for credibility. When our candidates mix up committees and fantasies, the whole party bleeds in public. It becomes our job to do damage control for something that basic preparation could have prevented, and shallow minded extremists will call us names(Ntambi okolera ani ddala?)... To put that qtn to rest, I'm simply a liberal critical thinker... someone who believes in free inquiry and open debate, who relies on logic and evidence to form opinions, and who strives to balance personal conviction(this case I'm NUP) with social responsibility. So honestly, if my sister Proscovia wants a fighting chance against the incumbent Joyce Bagala or NRM's Nabakooba, she can’t afford these blunders. Those two are seasoned... they’ll use such clips to paint her as uninformed and unserious. I’ve started fearing for her campaign already. My humble advice? She should stay far, far away from live interviews and microphones.....at least until she’s read the Parliament Handbook cover to cover. Because right now, the only committee she’s likely to end up on is the Public Committee of National Embarrassment.

I honestly cringed watching our Mityana MP hopeful Proscovia Mukisa on Baba TV declaring she’d love to sit on “the Entertainment Committee” .... a committee that doesn’t even exist in Uganda’s Parliament. My heart broke a little, not out of malice, but from sheer disbelief. How does someone aspiring to legislate not know the basic structure of the House she dreams of joining? How kind of qtns was she asked by the "Independt EMC" to beat her opponents for the party card?? Let's hide this clip from Ssemujju Nganda at all costs ..... that man will cook us for days. He’s been on that elitism rant against “wheelbarrow politicians,” and this right here would be his golden meal. We can’t afford to hand him more firewood. It’s moments like these that remind us that civic literacy isn’t optional... it’s oxygen for credibility. When our candidates mix up committees and fantasies, the whole party bleeds in public. It becomes our job to do damage control for something that basic preparation could have prevented, and shallow minded extremists will call us names(Ntambi okolera ani ddala?)... To put that qtn to rest, I'm simply a liberal critical thinker... someone who believes in free inquiry and open debate, who relies on logic and evidence to form opinions, and who strives to balance personal conviction(this case I'm NUP) with social responsibility. So honestly, if my sister Proscovia wants a fighting chance against the incumbent Joyce Bagala or NRM's Nabakooba, she can’t afford these blunders. Those two are seasoned... they’ll use such clips to paint her as uninformed and unserious. I’ve started fearing for her campaign already. My humble advice? She should stay far, far away from live interviews and microphones.....at least until she’s read the Parliament Handbook cover to cover. Because right now, the only committee she’s likely to end up on is the Public Committee of National Embarrassment.

Wayne Frank Ntambi

139,727 views • 9 months ago

I've become a missionary with one message. Every time I meet a young person, the same words: have children, get married, build a family. I did not decide on this calling. It overtook me. And it overtook me for a single reason. I had no idea. I genuinely did not understand how much joy, how much meaning, how much sheer beauty pours out of a child until I was holding one of my own and felt the floor of my life drop into something deeper than I knew was there. I grew up white, affluent, secular, comfortable, and insulated. That world does not put babies in front of you. None of my friends were starting families. Out of my whole circle, almost no one has a big one. We were not formed by the presence of children. We were formed by their absence, by the strange quiet of homes built for two careers and no cradle. And a person believes what his world shows him. So we believed. What we believed was a lie. It is a lie with an author, and that the author is the enemy of joy himself. It is the gospel of the world, and its commandment is wait. Wait until you are older. Wait until the career is built and the savings are stacked and the twenties are properly spent. Enjoy your freedom. You are not ready. It does not arrive sounding like temptation. It arrives sounding like wisdom, like prudence, like the responsible thing, and that is exactly why it works. The most effective lies are the ones that wear the face of virtue. And the maddening thing is that it collapses from every angle at once. It is not rooted in biology, because the body is made for this work precisely in the years we are told to postpone it. The flesh keeps a calendar the culture pretends not to see. And it is not rooted in theology either. You will not find this deferral anywhere in the Christian imagination, in any of the fathers, in any of the scriptures. So choose whatever lens you like. Take the cold secular measure or the ancient sacred one. By either light the counsel is rotten. It is bad for the body and bad for the soul and bad for the society downstream of both. This is why I have come to see it as one of the central tragedies of my generation. Every age carries its own wound. The Great Depression was a depression of bread, a scarcity in the world of matter, hunger you could measure. Ours is a depression of a different order. It is a famine of the spirit in the middle of abundance. We have more than any people who ever lived and we are starving in a way our ancestors would not recognize, because the thing we are refusing cannot be bought and cannot be banked. The ones most made to give and receive this love are quietly declining it. They are walking away from the one inheritance that actually compounds, and the cruelest part is that they do not feel the loss as loss. You cannot grieve what you were taught not to want. That is the deepest cut of it. The lie does not only steal the thing. It steals the capacity to know the thing was stolen. A man can spend his whole life on the far side of a door he never knew was a door, mistaking the wall for the edge of the world. Because this beauty is not ordinary beauty. It is not the pleasure of a good meal or a clear morning. It is participation in something that comes down from above, the same generative love that spoke everything out of nothing and called it good. To make a person, to be undone and remade by loving that person more than your own life, is to be drawn for a moment inside the very act that holds the cosmos together. A child does not merely add to your life. A child reorders the soul. It teaches you what you are by asking everything of you, and you discover, kneeling there exhausted at three in the morning, that you had a capacity for self gift you never suspected, a depth in yourself you had no other way to reach. In the Gospel of John, on the last night, Jesus prays, these things I have spoken to you that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be complete. And I have come to understand why family is the road into that fullness, why it is not one path among many but the one most fitted to the shape of the promise. Consider who is praying. Christ does not come to us as a lone figure dropped out of the sky. He comes out of a family older than the world, the eternal communion of Father and Son, the love between them so total and so alive that theologians dared to call it a third person. Before there was anything, there was a family. The deepest fact about reality is not a force or a law or a void. It is a household. It is begetting and being begotten, giving and receiving, a Father who is only a Father because there is a Son. So when Jesus speaks of joy made complete, he is not pointing away from family toward something higher. He is pointing toward the very thing he came from, the life he has known from eternity and came to share. His joy is the joy of belonging utterly to a Father and pouring himself out for those he loves. When you marry, when you bring a child into the world, when you wear yourself down in the small unseen labors of a home, you are not stepping outside that divine life. You are stepping into a small image of it. Your family is a created echo of an uncreated one. The love you give your child rhymes with the love the Father has for the Son. The exhaustion, the tenderness, the way a parent would tear the sky open to protect a sleeping infant, all of it is the heavens pressed faintly into flesh, the eternal household leaving its fingerprint on yours. That is why the joy is not merely added to family but completed in it. We were made in the image of a God who is, at his very root, relation and gift and generation. To found a family is to do the most Godlike thing a creature can do, to participate from below in the begetting that God does from all eternity. Your home becomes a window. Through it, dimly and imperfectly, you glimpse the country you came from and are going to. And now a word for the young people reading this, the ones who do not yet have children. I want to tell you what it is like from where I stand. When I am out somewhere, a restaurant, anywhere, and a large family comes through the door, the noise and the chaos and the small bodies of them, something happens in me on two levels at once. The first is joy. A pure gladness at the sight, the way you feel watching something good and alive. But underneath it, almost in the same instant, a sadness reaches up and takes hold of my heart. Because I know now, at my age, after my own years of waiting, that I will never have that. I will never know the particular fruit of a family that large, the fullness of that table, the weight of all those lives gathered under one roof. The door to it has quietly closed, and I felt it close. And I am telling you plainly, because I love you and have no reason to lie to you: you will feel this too. You will. The day will come when you see what you passed up, and you will recognize the ache for what it is, and it will be too late to answer it. So please, learn from a man who got it wrong. Let my regret be worth something by becoming your wisdom. Do not wait yourself into a grief you cannot undo. Choose now, while the door is open, so that you may step into a joy that does not end.

I've become a missionary with one message. Every time I meet a young person, the same words: have children, get married, build a family. I did not decide on this calling. It overtook me. And it overtook me for a single reason. I had no idea. I genuinely did not understand how much joy, how much meaning, how much sheer beauty pours out of a child until I was holding one of my own and felt the floor of my life drop into something deeper than I knew was there. I grew up white, affluent, secular, comfortable, and insulated. That world does not put babies in front of you. None of my friends were starting families. Out of my whole circle, almost no one has a big one. We were not formed by the presence of children. We were formed by their absence, by the strange quiet of homes built for two careers and no cradle. And a person believes what his world shows him. So we believed. What we believed was a lie. It is a lie with an author, and that the author is the enemy of joy himself. It is the gospel of the world, and its commandment is wait. Wait until you are older. Wait until the career is built and the savings are stacked and the twenties are properly spent. Enjoy your freedom. You are not ready. It does not arrive sounding like temptation. It arrives sounding like wisdom, like prudence, like the responsible thing, and that is exactly why it works. The most effective lies are the ones that wear the face of virtue. And the maddening thing is that it collapses from every angle at once. It is not rooted in biology, because the body is made for this work precisely in the years we are told to postpone it. The flesh keeps a calendar the culture pretends not to see. And it is not rooted in theology either. You will not find this deferral anywhere in the Christian imagination, in any of the fathers, in any of the scriptures. So choose whatever lens you like. Take the cold secular measure or the ancient sacred one. By either light the counsel is rotten. It is bad for the body and bad for the soul and bad for the society downstream of both. This is why I have come to see it as one of the central tragedies of my generation. Every age carries its own wound. The Great Depression was a depression of bread, a scarcity in the world of matter, hunger you could measure. Ours is a depression of a different order. It is a famine of the spirit in the middle of abundance. We have more than any people who ever lived and we are starving in a way our ancestors would not recognize, because the thing we are refusing cannot be bought and cannot be banked. The ones most made to give and receive this love are quietly declining it. They are walking away from the one inheritance that actually compounds, and the cruelest part is that they do not feel the loss as loss. You cannot grieve what you were taught not to want. That is the deepest cut of it. The lie does not only steal the thing. It steals the capacity to know the thing was stolen. A man can spend his whole life on the far side of a door he never knew was a door, mistaking the wall for the edge of the world. Because this beauty is not ordinary beauty. It is not the pleasure of a good meal or a clear morning. It is participation in something that comes down from above, the same generative love that spoke everything out of nothing and called it good. To make a person, to be undone and remade by loving that person more than your own life, is to be drawn for a moment inside the very act that holds the cosmos together. A child does not merely add to your life. A child reorders the soul. It teaches you what you are by asking everything of you, and you discover, kneeling there exhausted at three in the morning, that you had a capacity for self gift you never suspected, a depth in yourself you had no other way to reach. In the Gospel of John, on the last night, Jesus prays, these things I have spoken to you that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be complete. And I have come to understand why family is the road into that fullness, why it is not one path among many but the one most fitted to the shape of the promise. Consider who is praying. Christ does not come to us as a lone figure dropped out of the sky. He comes out of a family older than the world, the eternal communion of Father and Son, the love between them so total and so alive that theologians dared to call it a third person. Before there was anything, there was a family. The deepest fact about reality is not a force or a law or a void. It is a household. It is begetting and being begotten, giving and receiving, a Father who is only a Father because there is a Son. So when Jesus speaks of joy made complete, he is not pointing away from family toward something higher. He is pointing toward the very thing he came from, the life he has known from eternity and came to share. His joy is the joy of belonging utterly to a Father and pouring himself out for those he loves. When you marry, when you bring a child into the world, when you wear yourself down in the small unseen labors of a home, you are not stepping outside that divine life. You are stepping into a small image of it. Your family is a created echo of an uncreated one. The love you give your child rhymes with the love the Father has for the Son. The exhaustion, the tenderness, the way a parent would tear the sky open to protect a sleeping infant, all of it is the heavens pressed faintly into flesh, the eternal household leaving its fingerprint on yours. That is why the joy is not merely added to family but completed in it. We were made in the image of a God who is, at his very root, relation and gift and generation. To found a family is to do the most Godlike thing a creature can do, to participate from below in the begetting that God does from all eternity. Your home becomes a window. Through it, dimly and imperfectly, you glimpse the country you came from and are going to. And now a word for the young people reading this, the ones who do not yet have children. I want to tell you what it is like from where I stand. When I am out somewhere, a restaurant, anywhere, and a large family comes through the door, the noise and the chaos and the small bodies of them, something happens in me on two levels at once. The first is joy. A pure gladness at the sight, the way you feel watching something good and alive. But underneath it, almost in the same instant, a sadness reaches up and takes hold of my heart. Because I know now, at my age, after my own years of waiting, that I will never have that. I will never know the particular fruit of a family that large, the fullness of that table, the weight of all those lives gathered under one roof. The door to it has quietly closed, and I felt it close. And I am telling you plainly, because I love you and have no reason to lie to you: you will feel this too. You will. The day will come when you see what you passed up, and you will recognize the ache for what it is, and it will be too late to answer it. So please, learn from a man who got it wrong. Let my regret be worth something by becoming your wisdom. Do not wait yourself into a grief you cannot undo. Choose now, while the door is open, so that you may step into a joy that does not end.

Kirk Rollins

77,958 views • 2 months ago

The “I never wanted any of this to be public or content” Lie, A Timeline I never wanted any of this to come out. Except I actually mean that. It’s embarrassing, it’s trashy, and it’s the opposite of how I want to present myself publicly. I stayed silent for months while lie after lie was spun about me behind the scenes because I didn’t want to air private, messy moments from a relationship I genuinely cared about. I stayed silent out of fear, because I was told no one would believe me because he would be blindly believed on his large platform. In one of our very last conversations before I blocked him everywhere mid-October, he threatened to do a show on me, contact my employer, and “turn me into the next Lindsey”. Why? Because I didn’t want to continue apologizing to him for the 300th time about venting to someone I thought was a friend. I stayed silent because of these threats. But after Wednesday, after Chelsea posted the private video Aidan gave her, (the same one he threatened me with directly back on 10/2), and after the gaslighting, I don’t have a choice anymore. So here is the timeline. Here are the receipts. Here is what actually happened. September-October 2025- I Stayed Silent Through Months of Smear Campaigns For months, several creators repeated the same false narrative that “Aidan never said a bad word about Meredith.” Jess. Glarer. Auntie Deb. Kim. Ray from Dallas. Others. Meanwhile, Aidan was: • Badmouthing me privately and encouraging others to do so publicly, • Texting Joe “Flipperhead” entire paragraphs trashing me, • Aidan knew Joe would leak them (and even bragged on a stream that he did exactly that so he’d leak them), • Sending Jess Machado after me for months on her large platform, • Directing people behind the scenes to paint me as a villain. • Sending random people who supported me DMs to change their mind (yes Aidan, not everyone is fooled by your bullshit and they came right to me). I ignored all of it. I said nothing. I stayed silent through daily lies because I didn’t want to call more attention to it or face Aidan’s wrath. November 2025 -The Rumors About “March 4” and Joe Flipperhead Flips to Team Aidan Aidan texted Joe his entire made-up version weeks ago. Joe circulated those texts on purpose. Joe threatened me with posting a video montage of mine and Aidan’s private texts. Joe is a pussy so he eventually had Kristy post it for him. Creators discussed it publicly without me ever responding. I STILL didn’t defend myself. November 26-27, 2025- Ratchet Chelsea: The Full 48 Hour Meltdown 11/26/25— The Unprovoked Attack & The March 4 Video On Tuesday night, Chelsea came out of nowhere and launched herself straight at me, accusing me of all kinds of conspiracies from harassment to the horrific crime of sending a friend request, which is explained in vivid detail in the below post (she’s since gone somewhat viral, love this for her!) She spent the next 24 hours thoroughly embarrassing herself and the moment anyone challenged her story even slightly, she did what she always does: she imploded. Her accusations spiraled into her posting the March 4 video. On 11/26/25 at 11:08 PM, Chelsea posted the first clip–a blanket, context-less snippet of me drunk saying something I immediately apologized for the next morning. At 11:50 PM, I responded because at that point, I had no choice. 11/27/25— The 9-Minute Backpedal Then on Thanksgiving, Aidan tried to save face by posting that he “didn’t want the video to be public.” And like clockwork, nine minutes later, Chelsea came charging into the comments like a Temu-sponsored bat out of hell, scrambling to apologize, trying to rewrite reality so it looked like he didn’t send her to do it. It was panicked, sloppy damage control. An amateur quality cover-up attempt that only made it more obvious how coordinated this all was. She wasn’t apologizing because she grew a conscience. She was apologizing because she got caught doing exactly what she’d been primed to do. I wonder if Aidan called her “you should’ve waited at least 20 minutes, dumbass!!!”. Not too bright that Chelsea. I can only imagine the regrets he must have for utilizing someone with the IQ of a pencil to do his dirty work. The Coordination Between Aidan & Chelsea Is Obvious Chelsea had virtually NO followers Wednesday morning. Aidan was one of the first. We’re supposed to believe someone with 150k followers just stumbled on an account that starts posting HIS private messages and HIS private videos? Kk. Aidan commented on her posts that same day, clearly encouraging it, continuing to this day, all while pretending he's not directing it. Kk. She confirmed in my DMs back on 11/6 that she and Aidan were aligned. And she literally wrote at 4:04 AM that she had “proof,” videos & screenshots she would release if I didn’t “stop calling” her, calls she still hasn’t produced a single shred of proof of. Then yesterday within 9 minutes of his post, she writes: “Sorry for going rogue, Aidan, I hope you don’t hate my guts.” Going rogue? From WHAT? Who gave you the material in the first place? The coordination is obvious to anyone with functioning brain cells. The “I never wanted this public” lie Aidan’s post yesterday claimed he “never wanted this to be public.” He’s been threatening me for months behind the scenes to post the infamous video. To do a show on me. To send things to others to weaponize against me. If this were true, why did he instruct Chelsea to post it? Why did he share it with Jess Machado to threaten me with for the last month? Why did he share it with Joe Flipperhead, and God knows who else? If he didn’t want it public, he wouldn’t have shared it with anyone, let alone the girl I caught him cheating with. The timeline is clear– Chelsea posted a video at 11:08 pm on Thanksgiving Eve, I responded at 11:50 out of self defense. He leaked first. He escalated first. He weaponized it first. Trying to rewrite that now is gaslighting, pure and simple. The “Meredith accused him of abuse” narrative is FALSE My actions tell the truth: • I never went to police. • I never filed anything. • I never told anyone he hit me. • I never repeated it. • I apologized the next day. • We stayed together for FOUR more months after that night. • He called me 100+ times some days, even indicating he’d end his life if we broke up. If he believed I was “dangerous,” his actions would have said that. They didn’t. The only reason this is public now is because HE leaked it. Actions > drunk slurred words said because a camera was shoved in my face when I asked him repeatedly to stop filming and to leave. The Wilbur Theatre Rumors—Let’s get petty for a second. This is another topic I’m cringing at discussing but we can thank Aidan for since he shared our sexual messages with Joe Flipperhead. And since some people (Auntie Deb, sweetie, this means you) insist on pushing their Dollar Store fan-fiction about the Wilbur Theatre night, let’s actually walk through what happened, using facts instead of whatever drug-induced hallucinations you’ve been spinning this week. The rumor goes like this- I was “mad at Aidan because we didn’t hook up,” and to “prove” it, they trot out a cherry-picked text where I said I wanted to hook up, he didn’t answer, and the next morning I said I was drunk and sorry. And somehow this has been spun into me being desperate, obsessed, or pining like a background character in a teenage soap opera. Adorable. Wrong, but adorable. Here’s the real plot twist-Aidan and I had already been together literally two days earlier, and shocker-that was initiated by him, not me. I didn’t just “show up at the Wilbur”. He invited me to come to the after party at Encore knowing I had a wedding earlier in the night. I wanted to see my friends there who I actually met to go with. This wasn’t a surprise, it was planned ahead of time. The “I was drunk, sorry” message wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t longing. It was me politely tapping the brakes because I didn’t even want to entertain whatever bad path it could lead us back down. And then? He texted me asking about my brother’s wedding, how I am, etc. I ignored him for a full week. Until I had no choice but to speak to him about MereNeill. That silence, from me, is what triggered his latest meltdown. Not mine. His. So no, Auntie Deb, your version isn’t “a different perspective.” It’s just wrong. Like wildly, hilariously, not-even-in-the-ballpark wrong. But sure, keep spinning fanfic if it makes your livestreams feel more exciting. I realize it’s probably been awhile since you’ve had any action since you’ve let yourself go so badly, so you live vicariously through others. Recap For MONTHS I ignored: • the texts he sent Joe to leak • the smear campaign • the creators parroting lies • the behind-the-scenes messages • the insinuations I hacked him and even shared revenge porn • the constant coordinated attacks • the threats of “turning me into the next Lindsey” • his warning that everyone would believe him because of his platform • the threats to contact my employer I didn’t clap back, didn’t retaliate, didn’t respond. But Wednesday, when Chelsea dumped the video he gave her, the same video she threatened weeks ago to drop, AND he posted pretending he didn’t want this all out? That was the line. They chose the nuclear option. And last night's gaslighting grift was just the icing on the cake. Now I’m responding with facts in pure self-defense. Conclusion/Message for Temu Storm This entire mess could have stayed private. I wanted it to stay private. But when someone leaks your private moments, lies about your intentions, weaponizes your past, and coordinates an online attack, you either let the false narrative stand or you defend yourself. I’m choosing to defend myself with receipts, not gossip. With timelines, not “he said.” With evidence, not weaponized drunk clips. And then there’s Aidan’s favorite delusion. The claim that I was ‘working with Karen behind the scenes’ or ‘conspiring with her to get him in trouble for the recording.’ That could not be further from the truth. I didn’t even know he had recorded her until after she already knew about it herself. I wasn’t working with her, plotting with her, or communicating with her about it. She and I have always been friendly, but we didn’t even discuss the recording until it started leaking and Joe Flipperhead went feral on Twitter. Meanwhile, Aidan spent weeks screaming at me, accusing me of being some kind of secret double agent, like he was trying to create the betrayal he was terrified of. Almost a self-fulfilling prophecy. And here’s the reality: in the last few weeks, after he’s gone fully scorched earth on me, I have talked to her, and I support her 100%. The things he’s done to her over the past couple years, and the way he twisted it all for his followers, is the exact same manipulation I lived through. I’m not going into her details because that’s her story to tell… but let’s just say I have a feeling you’ll be hearing it sooner rather than later. The lie that Aidan never wanted this to be public is just laughable at this point. Who are we kidding? He's been foaming at the mouth for months to make this content where he can play the victim, as usual. And since this week has apparently become “Let’s All Fixate on Meredith Week,” let me address the content-creator sideshow, too. Some of you are strangers, while some I actually considered my friends. It’s shocking but not shocking how quickly you all flip a switch and follow your captain’s orders. Ray from Dallas spent his Sunday foaming at the mouth in a hostile little video about me, all bark, no substance. I saw it. I’m not intimidated. Mostly, I’m embarrassed for you. Then there’s Will, who’s gone on multiple streams calling me “crazy” and pretending he’s scared of me, despite me being nothing but nice to him. Why? Because he thinks I was the first one to tell Karen he heard the recording, which he absolutely did (unless Aidan is lying about who he played it for, but we know he’s actually telling the truth on this for once). She was informed of it the very next day, which is why she called you and you know this. This was two full days before I was even aware of a call at all. Will, for someone with your track record, maybe sit the “women are dangerous” narrative out. You’re not fooling anyone. I’m staring at 15 pages of police reports and no, it’s not all “things you’ve owned up for in the past”. You know this. Again, I’d take a very large seat here. And my personal favorite-Auntie Deb, who decided to spice up his Spaces on Thanksgiving by accusing me of distributing revenge p*rn with zero evidence, zero screenshots, zero anything. Accusing me of killing a turtle yesterday. A completely fabricated felony tossed around like it’s gossip hour at the bingo hall. Considering your own professional history, James, I’d hope you of all people would understand how catastrophic false accusations can be, but apparently not. I wonder if you’ll have that same enthusiasm when the topic is you. TBD. I’ll wait for that retraction about revenge p*rn, animal abuse, etc. Ball’s in your court hun. And of course, there’s Jessica Machado, who’s been grinding this axe for months like it’s her full-time personality. Hos long did you cry when Chelsea beat you to the punch with that video? Don’t worry hun, there’s more but she didn’t post it because it’s not great for your fairytale. Since you reported my last post, I'll leave the rest up for your imagination. You’ve been so obsessed with me for so long that you can’t even keep your own narratives straight anymore. I love this so much for you. Let me be crystal clear–I am done being all of your punching bag. You love to spin this narrative that I’m this dangerous person. You’d think you’d lay off from constantly f*cking with me if you truly believed that. I would genuinely love for this nonsense to stop. But that requires ALL of you to stop manufacturing drama, stop lying, and stop weaponizing made-up crimes for clicks. And if they want to keep going? I’ve got plenty of content for many seasons to come.

The “I never wanted any of this to be public or content” Lie, A Timeline I never wanted any of this to come out. Except I actually mean that. It’s embarrassing, it’s trashy, and it’s the opposite of how I want to present myself publicly. I stayed silent for months while lie after lie was spun about me behind the scenes because I didn’t want to air private, messy moments from a relationship I genuinely cared about. I stayed silent out of fear, because I was told no one would believe me because he would be blindly believed on his large platform. In one of our very last conversations before I blocked him everywhere mid-October, he threatened to do a show on me, contact my employer, and “turn me into the next Lindsey”. Why? Because I didn’t want to continue apologizing to him for the 300th time about venting to someone I thought was a friend. I stayed silent because of these threats. But after Wednesday, after Chelsea posted the private video Aidan gave her, (the same one he threatened me with directly back on 10/2), and after the gaslighting, I don’t have a choice anymore. So here is the timeline. Here are the receipts. Here is what actually happened. September-October 2025- I Stayed Silent Through Months of Smear Campaigns For months, several creators repeated the same false narrative that “Aidan never said a bad word about Meredith.” Jess. Glarer. Auntie Deb. Kim. Ray from Dallas. Others. Meanwhile, Aidan was: • Badmouthing me privately and encouraging others to do so publicly, • Texting Joe “Flipperhead” entire paragraphs trashing me, • Aidan knew Joe would leak them (and even bragged on a stream that he did exactly that so he’d leak them), • Sending Jess Machado after me for months on her large platform, • Directing people behind the scenes to paint me as a villain. • Sending random people who supported me DMs to change their mind (yes Aidan, not everyone is fooled by your bullshit and they came right to me). I ignored all of it. I said nothing. I stayed silent through daily lies because I didn’t want to call more attention to it or face Aidan’s wrath. November 2025 -The Rumors About “March 4” and Joe Flipperhead Flips to Team Aidan Aidan texted Joe his entire made-up version weeks ago. Joe circulated those texts on purpose. Joe threatened me with posting a video montage of mine and Aidan’s private texts. Joe is a pussy so he eventually had Kristy post it for him. Creators discussed it publicly without me ever responding. I STILL didn’t defend myself. November 26-27, 2025- Ratchet Chelsea: The Full 48 Hour Meltdown 11/26/25— The Unprovoked Attack & The March 4 Video On Tuesday night, Chelsea came out of nowhere and launched herself straight at me, accusing me of all kinds of conspiracies from harassment to the horrific crime of sending a friend request, which is explained in vivid detail in the below post (she’s since gone somewhat viral, love this for her!) She spent the next 24 hours thoroughly embarrassing herself and the moment anyone challenged her story even slightly, she did what she always does: she imploded. Her accusations spiraled into her posting the March 4 video. On 11/26/25 at 11:08 PM, Chelsea posted the first clip–a blanket, context-less snippet of me drunk saying something I immediately apologized for the next morning. At 11:50 PM, I responded because at that point, I had no choice. 11/27/25— The 9-Minute Backpedal Then on Thanksgiving, Aidan tried to save face by posting that he “didn’t want the video to be public.” And like clockwork, nine minutes later, Chelsea came charging into the comments like a Temu-sponsored bat out of hell, scrambling to apologize, trying to rewrite reality so it looked like he didn’t send her to do it. It was panicked, sloppy damage control. An amateur quality cover-up attempt that only made it more obvious how coordinated this all was. She wasn’t apologizing because she grew a conscience. She was apologizing because she got caught doing exactly what she’d been primed to do. I wonder if Aidan called her “you should’ve waited at least 20 minutes, dumbass!!!”. Not too bright that Chelsea. I can only imagine the regrets he must have for utilizing someone with the IQ of a pencil to do his dirty work. The Coordination Between Aidan & Chelsea Is Obvious Chelsea had virtually NO followers Wednesday morning. Aidan was one of the first. We’re supposed to believe someone with 150k followers just stumbled on an account that starts posting HIS private messages and HIS private videos? Kk. Aidan commented on her posts that same day, clearly encouraging it, continuing to this day, all while pretending he's not directing it. Kk. She confirmed in my DMs back on 11/6 that she and Aidan were aligned. And she literally wrote at 4:04 AM that she had “proof,” videos & screenshots she would release if I didn’t “stop calling” her, calls she still hasn’t produced a single shred of proof of. Then yesterday within 9 minutes of his post, she writes: “Sorry for going rogue, Aidan, I hope you don’t hate my guts.” Going rogue? From WHAT? Who gave you the material in the first place? The coordination is obvious to anyone with functioning brain cells. The “I never wanted this public” lie Aidan’s post yesterday claimed he “never wanted this to be public.” He’s been threatening me for months behind the scenes to post the infamous video. To do a show on me. To send things to others to weaponize against me. If this were true, why did he instruct Chelsea to post it? Why did he share it with Jess Machado to threaten me with for the last month? Why did he share it with Joe Flipperhead, and God knows who else? If he didn’t want it public, he wouldn’t have shared it with anyone, let alone the girl I caught him cheating with. The timeline is clear– Chelsea posted a video at 11:08 pm on Thanksgiving Eve, I responded at 11:50 out of self defense. He leaked first. He escalated first. He weaponized it first. Trying to rewrite that now is gaslighting, pure and simple. The “Meredith accused him of abuse” narrative is FALSE My actions tell the truth: • I never went to police. • I never filed anything. • I never told anyone he hit me. • I never repeated it. • I apologized the next day. • We stayed together for FOUR more months after that night. • He called me 100+ times some days, even indicating he’d end his life if we broke up. If he believed I was “dangerous,” his actions would have said that. They didn’t. The only reason this is public now is because HE leaked it. Actions > drunk slurred words said because a camera was shoved in my face when I asked him repeatedly to stop filming and to leave. The Wilbur Theatre Rumors—Let’s get petty for a second. This is another topic I’m cringing at discussing but we can thank Aidan for since he shared our sexual messages with Joe Flipperhead. And since some people (Auntie Deb, sweetie, this means you) insist on pushing their Dollar Store fan-fiction about the Wilbur Theatre night, let’s actually walk through what happened, using facts instead of whatever drug-induced hallucinations you’ve been spinning this week. The rumor goes like this- I was “mad at Aidan because we didn’t hook up,” and to “prove” it, they trot out a cherry-picked text where I said I wanted to hook up, he didn’t answer, and the next morning I said I was drunk and sorry. And somehow this has been spun into me being desperate, obsessed, or pining like a background character in a teenage soap opera. Adorable. Wrong, but adorable. Here’s the real plot twist-Aidan and I had already been together literally two days earlier, and shocker-that was initiated by him, not me. I didn’t just “show up at the Wilbur”. He invited me to come to the after party at Encore knowing I had a wedding earlier in the night. I wanted to see my friends there who I actually met to go with. This wasn’t a surprise, it was planned ahead of time. The “I was drunk, sorry” message wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t longing. It was me politely tapping the brakes because I didn’t even want to entertain whatever bad path it could lead us back down. And then? He texted me asking about my brother’s wedding, how I am, etc. I ignored him for a full week. Until I had no choice but to speak to him about MereNeill. That silence, from me, is what triggered his latest meltdown. Not mine. His. So no, Auntie Deb, your version isn’t “a different perspective.” It’s just wrong. Like wildly, hilariously, not-even-in-the-ballpark wrong. But sure, keep spinning fanfic if it makes your livestreams feel more exciting. I realize it’s probably been awhile since you’ve had any action since you’ve let yourself go so badly, so you live vicariously through others. Recap For MONTHS I ignored: • the texts he sent Joe to leak • the smear campaign • the creators parroting lies • the behind-the-scenes messages • the insinuations I hacked him and even shared revenge porn • the constant coordinated attacks • the threats of “turning me into the next Lindsey” • his warning that everyone would believe him because of his platform • the threats to contact my employer I didn’t clap back, didn’t retaliate, didn’t respond. But Wednesday, when Chelsea dumped the video he gave her, the same video she threatened weeks ago to drop, AND he posted pretending he didn’t want this all out? That was the line. They chose the nuclear option. And last night's gaslighting grift was just the icing on the cake. Now I’m responding with facts in pure self-defense. Conclusion/Message for Temu Storm This entire mess could have stayed private. I wanted it to stay private. But when someone leaks your private moments, lies about your intentions, weaponizes your past, and coordinates an online attack, you either let the false narrative stand or you defend yourself. I’m choosing to defend myself with receipts, not gossip. With timelines, not “he said.” With evidence, not weaponized drunk clips. And then there’s Aidan’s favorite delusion. The claim that I was ‘working with Karen behind the scenes’ or ‘conspiring with her to get him in trouble for the recording.’ That could not be further from the truth. I didn’t even know he had recorded her until after she already knew about it herself. I wasn’t working with her, plotting with her, or communicating with her about it. She and I have always been friendly, but we didn’t even discuss the recording until it started leaking and Joe Flipperhead went feral on Twitter. Meanwhile, Aidan spent weeks screaming at me, accusing me of being some kind of secret double agent, like he was trying to create the betrayal he was terrified of. Almost a self-fulfilling prophecy. And here’s the reality: in the last few weeks, after he’s gone fully scorched earth on me, I have talked to her, and I support her 100%. The things he’s done to her over the past couple years, and the way he twisted it all for his followers, is the exact same manipulation I lived through. I’m not going into her details because that’s her story to tell… but let’s just say I have a feeling you’ll be hearing it sooner rather than later. The lie that Aidan never wanted this to be public is just laughable at this point. Who are we kidding? He's been foaming at the mouth for months to make this content where he can play the victim, as usual. And since this week has apparently become “Let’s All Fixate on Meredith Week,” let me address the content-creator sideshow, too. Some of you are strangers, while some I actually considered my friends. It’s shocking but not shocking how quickly you all flip a switch and follow your captain’s orders. Ray from Dallas spent his Sunday foaming at the mouth in a hostile little video about me, all bark, no substance. I saw it. I’m not intimidated. Mostly, I’m embarrassed for you. Then there’s Will, who’s gone on multiple streams calling me “crazy” and pretending he’s scared of me, despite me being nothing but nice to him. Why? Because he thinks I was the first one to tell Karen he heard the recording, which he absolutely did (unless Aidan is lying about who he played it for, but we know he’s actually telling the truth on this for once). She was informed of it the very next day, which is why she called you and you know this. This was two full days before I was even aware of a call at all. Will, for someone with your track record, maybe sit the “women are dangerous” narrative out. You’re not fooling anyone. I’m staring at 15 pages of police reports and no, it’s not all “things you’ve owned up for in the past”. You know this. Again, I’d take a very large seat here. And my personal favorite-Auntie Deb, who decided to spice up his Spaces on Thanksgiving by accusing me of distributing revenge prn with zero evidence, zero screenshots, zero anything. Accusing me of killing a turtle yesterday. A completely fabricated felony tossed around like it’s gossip hour at the bingo hall. Considering your own professional history, James, I’d hope you of all people would understand how catastrophic false accusations can be, but apparently not. I wonder if you’ll have that same enthusiasm when the topic is you. TBD. I’ll wait for that retraction about revenge prn, animal abuse, etc. Ball’s in your court hun. And of course, there’s Jessica Machado, who’s been grinding this axe for months like it’s her full-time personality. Hos long did you cry when Chelsea beat you to the punch with that video? Don’t worry hun, there’s more but she didn’t post it because it’s not great for your fairytale. Since you reported my last post, I'll leave the rest up for your imagination. You’ve been so obsessed with me for so long that you can’t even keep your own narratives straight anymore. I love this so much for you. Let me be crystal clear–I am done being all of your punching bag. You love to spin this narrative that I’m this dangerous person. You’d think you’d lay off from constantly f*cking with me if you truly believed that. I would genuinely love for this nonsense to stop. But that requires ALL of you to stop manufacturing drama, stop lying, and stop weaponizing made-up crimes for clicks. And if they want to keep going? I’ve got plenty of content for many seasons to come.

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