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Just been sent this about another freak who shouldn’t even be here in the first place: “Asian fella crouched down in the bushes in hamilton square in birkenhead. dont fully know what he was doing but regardless, whys he there.. walked off as i come over towards him and...

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The vet had been honest with the Hollands. Baxter didn't have much time left, and the kindest thing they could do now was make whatever he had left count. So on a warm Saturday in June , instead of a normal quiet day at home, they loaded the old Bernese into the back of the van and drove him two hours to the coast. Baxter had never seen the ocean. He was 13, and his whole life had been the backyard and the same worn spot on the living room rug. The kids wanted him to see something big before he went. He moved slow getting out of the van. His back legs weren't what they used to be, and the boys had to help him down onto the sand. For a second he just stood there at the top of the beach, nose up, taking in all that salt air and open water like he couldn't quite believe it. Then something in him shifted. He started down toward the surf on his own, stiff and determined, the way he used to trot to the door when the kids came home from school. When the first cold wave washed over his paws, his whole face lit up. He didn't run, he couldn't, but he waded in up to his chest and stood in the shallow water with the sun going down behind him, and the whole family just watched. Nobody said much. They didn't need to. They stayed until the light was almost gone, taking pictures, letting Baxter rest against their legs, giving him one perfect afternoon to hold onto. The vet was right about the time. Baxter left them a few weeks later, at home, surrounded by the people who loved him. But he saw the ocean first. And every one of them is glad they gave him that.
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The vet had been honest with the Hollands. Baxter didn't have much time left, and the kindest thing they could do now was make whatever he had left count. So on a warm Saturday in June , instead of a normal quiet day at home, they loaded the old Bernese into the back of the van and drove him two hours to the coast. Baxter had never seen the ocean. He was 13, and his whole life had been the backyard and the same worn spot on the living room rug. The kids wanted him to see something big before he went. He moved slow getting out of the van. His back legs weren't what they used to be, and the boys had to help him down onto the sand. For a second he just stood there at the top of the beach, nose up, taking in all that salt air and open water like he couldn't quite believe it. Then something in him shifted. He started down toward the surf on his own, stiff and determined, the way he used to trot to the door when the kids came home from school. When the first cold wave washed over his paws, his whole face lit up. He didn't run, he couldn't, but he waded in up to his chest and stood in the shallow water with the sun going down behind him, and the whole family just watched. Nobody said much. They didn't need to. They stayed until the light was almost gone, taking pictures, letting Baxter rest against their legs, giving him one perfect afternoon to hold onto. The vet was right about the time. Baxter left them a few weeks later, at home, surrounded by the people who loved him. But he saw the ocean first. And every one of them is glad they gave him that.

Gabriele Corno

119,674 просмотров • 23 дней назад

Omo what happened is, there was a dispute about the guy in the White Car parking in front of this guy house. He told the Benz owner that he can’t park in front of their house, the matter escalated and the Benz owner said if he wasn't allowed to park there ,someone will die. They just thought it was usual back and forth. If you look at the video, you will see when he acted like he was going to drive off and then reversed to try and hit one them. When he didn't hit anyone, he grabbed the victim by the arm and sped off with him hanging outside his car. Next drove fast and hit the guy then pushed him inside the gutter as you can see from the CCTV footage. The guy hit is head on the slab and broke the bone that connects the spine and brain. He is in coma. And currently admitted at in an ICU. Culprit drove off into the night and has not been found.
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Omo what happened is, there was a dispute about the guy in the White Car parking in front of this guy house. He told the Benz owner that he can’t park in front of their house, the matter escalated and the Benz owner said if he wasn't allowed to park there ,someone will die. They just thought it was usual back and forth. If you look at the video, you will see when he acted like he was going to drive off and then reversed to try and hit one them. When he didn't hit anyone, he grabbed the victim by the arm and sped off with him hanging outside his car. Next drove fast and hit the guy then pushed him inside the gutter as you can see from the CCTV footage. The guy hit is head on the slab and broke the bone that connects the spine and brain. He is in coma. And currently admitted at in an ICU. Culprit drove off into the night and has not been found.

Omolomo

905,831 просмотров • 8 месяцев назад

ive been trying for days to get the autobots to move in together and got boerd and made shockwave and as soon as he spawned in, he got pissed off at bee, became obsessed with him, then moved in despite the fact he has no relationship with ANYONE else all in the span of 2 hours?
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ive been trying for days to get the autobots to move in together and got boerd and made shockwave and as soon as he spawned in, he got pissed off at bee, became obsessed with him, then moved in despite the fact he has no relationship with ANYONE else all in the span of 2 hours?

crumblet 🇻🇳

12,762 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

This guy is losing his mind in traffic. He’s honking and screaming at the car in front of him to turn right. But the car in front of him not only has a red light, but where is it supposed to turn? Traffic is backed up and there is a truck right there. Many people said, “oh look, shocker, guy is in a Dodge Ram.”😂 Some said they would put their car in park and refuse to go. 💯 But, some did say there was one car length available and the car should have turned. 🤯 Yeah- people like this shouldn’t be driving. They need therapy. The car didn’t have the right of way. Where did he want the car to go? Should this guy be driving? Wouldn’t you think his rage would increase the risk of accidents? How would you deal with him if he was behind you?
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This guy is losing his mind in traffic. He’s honking and screaming at the car in front of him to turn right. But the car in front of him not only has a red light, but where is it supposed to turn? Traffic is backed up and there is a truck right there. Many people said, “oh look, shocker, guy is in a Dodge Ram.”😂 Some said they would put their car in park and refuse to go. 💯 But, some did say there was one car length available and the car should have turned. 🤯 Yeah- people like this shouldn’t be driving. They need therapy. The car didn’t have the right of way. Where did he want the car to go? Should this guy be driving? Wouldn’t you think his rage would increase the risk of accidents? How would you deal with him if he was behind you?

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JUST IN: Group of people TIED and BEAT the 25-year-old Ecuadorean illegal accused of the brutal r*pe of a 13-year-old girl at Kissena Park in Queens The man says he waited all day for him at a store. When he finally arrived at night, he waited for him outside, and other people helped him The group smacked him around and tied him up with a belt “I seen him a few times — he comes to this store to buy stuff,” The man said “I waited for him. I waited the whole day to see if he would come up. He came at night “He came in, we went to buy something, I saw what he was trying to do, he looked back at me. I waited for him to come out the store and dragged him to the floor. A couple people helped me.”
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JUST IN: Group of people TIED and BEAT the 25-year-old Ecuadorean illegal accused of the brutal r*pe of a 13-year-old girl at Kissena Park in Queens The man says he waited all day for him at a store. When he finally arrived at night, he waited for him outside, and other people helped him The group smacked him around and tied him up with a belt “I seen him a few times — he comes to this store to buy stuff,” The man said “I waited for him. I waited the whole day to see if he would come up. He came at night “He came in, we went to buy something, I saw what he was trying to do, he looked back at me. I waited for him to come out the store and dragged him to the floor. A couple people helped me.”

Unlimited L's

2,985,170 просмотров • 2 лет назад

This man barged into my partner today while she was in the McDonalds in Liverpool City Centre while she was trying to get out of the lift with our 2yr old boy!! He became extremely unpredictable and was very intimidating towards her and the staff that had to escort him out. He was drinking what appeared to be alcohol out of a plastic cup and staggering everywhere!! Frightening for her!! He was also seen on another video letting of a fire extinguisher and spraying people outside central station!! This is mental health and addiction at its worst, just beware of this man while you’re out shopping with your family.
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This man barged into my partner today while she was in the McDonalds in Liverpool City Centre while she was trying to get out of the lift with our 2yr old boy!! He became extremely unpredictable and was very intimidating towards her and the staff that had to escort him out. He was drinking what appeared to be alcohol out of a plastic cup and staggering everywhere!! Frightening for her!! He was also seen on another video letting of a fire extinguisher and spraying people outside central station!! This is mental health and addiction at its worst, just beware of this man while you’re out shopping with your family.

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In June of 2022, I stood in Love Park with hundreds of other Philadelphians anxiously waiting and hoping for FIFA President, Gianni Infantino to announce Philadelphia as one of the cities selected to host the 2026 World Cup. And when it was finally announced, the excitement for our city was palpable I went home and promised myself that no matter what, I’d be in attendance for one of the matches held in Philadelphia 4 years later Since then I’ve attended and covered countless press conferences, written thousands of words for articles, and delivered as much info as I possibly could about the World Cup and all the planning around it to keep the residents of Philadelphia as informed as possible And now tomorrow, almost exactly 4 years later, I’ll be inside the stadium with media credentials to cover the first game of the 2026 World Cup in Philadelphia for Philly Sports Network and MetroPhilly To say I’m honored and grateful would be an understatement. So excited for the opportunity. What a wild 4 years it’s been⚽️🏆🏟️

Jimmy King

16,816 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

Pope LeoXIV was in Lebanon last year. He is the first Pope to go to the tomb where St. Charbel rests, and he prayed there, as seen in the second video. How could you say such a thing like this?? Pope LeoXIV literally was in Lebanon during the heat of the crisis. He was even warned ahead about going there, as seen in the first video. But he insisted and said; "well, we are going." Why are you people bent on doing this to someone who simply asked for peace????
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Pope LeoXIV was in Lebanon last year. He is the first Pope to go to the tomb where St. Charbel rests, and he prayed there, as seen in the second video. How could you say such a thing like this?? Pope LeoXIV literally was in Lebanon during the heat of the crisis. He was even warned ahead about going there, as seen in the first video. But he insisted and said; "well, we are going." Why are you people bent on doing this to someone who simply asked for peace????

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51,186 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

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Winston had been returned to the shelter three times before the Abbotts came for him. He was an old shar-pei, all wrinkles and gray whiskers, about 11 years old. Every family that took him home brought him back within a month. He was too old, too slow, and too set in his ways for most people. One family even said he was depressing to have around. By the time the Abbotts saw his photo online, the shelter staff had almost given up hope that anyone would choose him. Ray and Carol Abbott were in their late 60s and had just lost their own dog after 14 years together. Friends told them to get a puppy. Something young. Something with plenty of years ahead. Instead, they drove an hour to meet the old shar-pei nobody wanted. Carol says she knew the moment she saw him sitting quietly in the back of his kennel. That first night, Winston couldn't settle. He kept getting up to make sure Ray and Carol were still there. He'd walk to the bedroom, look at them sleeping, lie back down, then twenty minutes later he'd do it all again, as if he was waiting for someone to tell him it was over. Finally, Carol patted the foot of the bed. "Come on up, Winston. You're home now." He stood there for a long moment, almost like he couldn't believe she was talking to him. Then he climbed up slowly, turned around twice, and eased himself down against Ray's legs with a long groan that sounded more like relief than exhaustion. For the first time in months, Winston slept through the entire night. The Abbotts say he isn't going anywhere this time. And after being returned three times, Winston finally seems to believe them. Have you ever seen a dog realize it was finally home?

Gabriele Corno

37,073 просмотров • 19 дней назад

I was the victim of a hit and run in Prospect Park. This cyclist, Kevin, crashed hard into me from behind on the hill in Prospect Park. I asked for his info multiple times. His friends he was racing with told him to leave and then he did while I was trying to file a police report
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I was the victim of a hit and run in Prospect Park. This cyclist, Kevin, crashed hard into me from behind on the hill in Prospect Park. I asked for his info multiple times. His friends he was racing with told him to leave and then he did while I was trying to file a police report

Kathy Park Price

303,394 просмотров • 3 лет назад

My friend an active high-ranking official in Puntland sent me a video today. I asked him after opening the clip “Yo, what’s this video?”, which showed a group of furious young men in Puntland trying to tear down a giant metal pole with President Said Abdullahi Deni’s poster hanging from it. “That’s from Garowe,” he replied. “The youth are done with him. They hate him now really, truly hate him. And for good reason.” I asked, “But why?” “Not long ago, a boat full of Puntland youth trying to escape to Europe drowned in the Mediterranean. And Deni? He’s out there cashing cheques in Dubai.“ “That’s why they’re ripping down his posters. That’s why they’re trying to uproot the entire pole. It’s not just anger it’s desperation. They know exactly who’s responsible. Deni turned Puntland into a client state, auctioned to the highest bidder, and buried its future in someone else’s war.“ I already knew most of what he told me but hearing it again, especially while watching that video, hit differently. He went on: “You know what Deni’s doing, right?” he continued. “He’s literally helping the UAE fund a genocide in Sudan. That Bosaso airbase? He handed it over to the Emiratis. And now it’s being used every single day—without exception to fly weapons and ammunition to the RSF.” And not just weapons. He said Colombian mercenaries are being flown in to fight alongside the RSF. And when they get wounded? They’re brought right back to Bosaso for treatment—like it’s some kind of private RSF field hospital, built on Somali soil. “Deni is getting paid millions every month for this,” he added. “And all that blood money? Straight into his own pocket.” He added that ‘’Deni isn’t just betraying us he’s getting rich while doing it. The man who once styled himself as a servant of Puntland as an Islamist is now the wealthiest men in Somalia. And what has he done with that wealth?’’ “Nothing for Puntland. Nothing for the youth. Nothing for development,” he said. “Instead, he’s been funneling UAE money into private investments overseas. He owns around 200 transport trucks in Zambia. He holds shares in multiple companies in Nairobi. His whole family—including Col. AbdiRabi—live in lavish estates in Nairobi. He even has business operations in Salalah, Oman, run by his younger brother Mahad Deni.” And it gets darker—my friend told me they’ve used government authority and tax pressure to force Somali entrepreneurs out of the market, taking over their businesses through intimidation. That’s who he really is: a man who weaponizes state power to crush competition, all while pretending to be a nationalist. “And don’t forget,” my friend added, “he’s been doing business with Dubai for over 30 years. He’s tied to them by the waist.” Meanwhile, federal projects that once brought hard currency into Puntland’s economy have been obstructed under his leadership. Unemployment is out of control. Young people have nothing no jobs, no future, no hope. My friend—who told me all of this—looked genuinely ashamed. There were things he said that I can’t even bring myself to write here. And at the end, he added something that stayed with me: “Umut brother,” he said, “let’s set everything else aside for a moment. Sudan stood by us in our darkest days. They helped us when no one else would. Now, how are we supposed to look into the eyes of those innocent Sudanese children murdered alongside their mothers when we meet them in the hereafter?” I couldn’t respond. I just sat in silence.
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My friend an active high-ranking official in Puntland sent me a video today. I asked him after opening the clip “Yo, what’s this video?”, which showed a group of furious young men in Puntland trying to tear down a giant metal pole with President Said Abdullahi Deni’s poster hanging from it. “That’s from Garowe,” he replied. “The youth are done with him. They hate him now really, truly hate him. And for good reason.” I asked, “But why?” “Not long ago, a boat full of Puntland youth trying to escape to Europe drowned in the Mediterranean. And Deni? He’s out there cashing cheques in Dubai.“ “That’s why they’re ripping down his posters. That’s why they’re trying to uproot the entire pole. It’s not just anger it’s desperation. They know exactly who’s responsible. Deni turned Puntland into a client state, auctioned to the highest bidder, and buried its future in someone else’s war.“ I already knew most of what he told me but hearing it again, especially while watching that video, hit differently. He went on: “You know what Deni’s doing, right?” he continued. “He’s literally helping the UAE fund a genocide in Sudan. That Bosaso airbase? He handed it over to the Emiratis. And now it’s being used every single day—without exception to fly weapons and ammunition to the RSF.” And not just weapons. He said Colombian mercenaries are being flown in to fight alongside the RSF. And when they get wounded? They’re brought right back to Bosaso for treatment—like it’s some kind of private RSF field hospital, built on Somali soil. “Deni is getting paid millions every month for this,” he added. “And all that blood money? Straight into his own pocket.” He added that ‘’Deni isn’t just betraying us he’s getting rich while doing it. The man who once styled himself as a servant of Puntland as an Islamist is now the wealthiest men in Somalia. And what has he done with that wealth?’’ “Nothing for Puntland. Nothing for the youth. Nothing for development,” he said. “Instead, he’s been funneling UAE money into private investments overseas. He owns around 200 transport trucks in Zambia. He holds shares in multiple companies in Nairobi. His whole family—including Col. AbdiRabi—live in lavish estates in Nairobi. He even has business operations in Salalah, Oman, run by his younger brother Mahad Deni.” And it gets darker—my friend told me they’ve used government authority and tax pressure to force Somali entrepreneurs out of the market, taking over their businesses through intimidation. That’s who he really is: a man who weaponizes state power to crush competition, all while pretending to be a nationalist. “And don’t forget,” my friend added, “he’s been doing business with Dubai for over 30 years. He’s tied to them by the waist.” Meanwhile, federal projects that once brought hard currency into Puntland’s economy have been obstructed under his leadership. Unemployment is out of control. Young people have nothing no jobs, no future, no hope. My friend—who told me all of this—looked genuinely ashamed. There were things he said that I can’t even bring myself to write here. And at the end, he added something that stayed with me: “Umut brother,” he said, “let’s set everything else aside for a moment. Sudan stood by us in our darkest days. They helped us when no one else would. Now, how are we supposed to look into the eyes of those innocent Sudanese children murdered alongside their mothers when we meet them in the hereafter?” I couldn’t respond. I just sat in silence.

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23,544 просмотров • 1 год назад

Multiple reports coming in of YET MORE terrifying cultural enrichment coming out of South Wales. This time Swansea! Post states.... "❗️❗️BE AWARE❗️❗️ Me and my 3 kids went to Gors park today, a man was sitting facing the field when we got there, the park was also empty. As I was playing with my children, I noticed the man had turned around and was watching me and my children, licking his lips and pursing his lips and smiling. I immediately grabbed my children to leave and also took photos and videos, I did shout at him that I was phoning the police to scare him away but he stayed there. When I got my kids in the car, he started walking away so I recorded him to see where he was going for information for the police. He then started to approach my car so I drove away. The police have been called and a van did go there about 15 minutes later. Just wanted to make people aware."
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Multiple reports coming in of YET MORE terrifying cultural enrichment coming out of South Wales. This time Swansea! Post states.... "❗️❗️BE AWARE❗️❗️ Me and my 3 kids went to Gors park today, a man was sitting facing the field when we got there, the park was also empty. As I was playing with my children, I noticed the man had turned around and was watching me and my children, licking his lips and pursing his lips and smiling. I immediately grabbed my children to leave and also took photos and videos, I did shout at him that I was phoning the police to scare him away but he stayed there. When I got my kids in the car, he started walking away so I recorded him to see where he was going for information for the police. He then started to approach my car so I drove away. The police have been called and a van did go there about 15 minutes later. Just wanted to make people aware."

Voice Of Wales

50,586 просмотров • 1 год назад

Sorry if I did not answer many of you. I’ve never been a fan of the online eulogy. The immediate fallout is always about loved ones. And we should leave those closest be. And then I realised of course I was just incredibly upset, and a large digital outpouring is inevitable and testament to his character. My devastation came from having to watch it all unfold. From spending years trying to help and actually getting him close to a point where he almost had a normal life again - then being powerless to stop him doing things he should not have. Powerless in every sense as it also meant it sometimes not being my place to say anything. In the end watching some of the evil shits around enable the worst of it was too much for me, I had to step back it was too painful to watch. I told my mate who was filling in for me looking after him “ah I just need some space from it all, I’ll be back with him after Christmas” and then suddenly there was no Christmas. And it turned out no one was to blame, and I immediately looked to blame myself most of all, fearing the worst. But it was a simple accident in the end. A bolt out of the blue. So if you are ever estranged or overwhelmed by friends and family and think it will all be OK one day - DON’T put it off. Reach out now. Grab that person and hold them tight. There may not be a tomorrow. You might not be around to see them off. There may not be the grand luxury of time available you thought there was. He died in the arms of his beloved son, and that is a measure of comfort, if a passing can ever have any. He was my mentor, my friend and my glad burden. And there was nothing I would not do for him.
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Sorry if I did not answer many of you. I’ve never been a fan of the online eulogy. The immediate fallout is always about loved ones. And we should leave those closest be. And then I realised of course I was just incredibly upset, and a large digital outpouring is inevitable and testament to his character. My devastation came from having to watch it all unfold. From spending years trying to help and actually getting him close to a point where he almost had a normal life again - then being powerless to stop him doing things he should not have. Powerless in every sense as it also meant it sometimes not being my place to say anything. In the end watching some of the evil shits around enable the worst of it was too much for me, I had to step back it was too painful to watch. I told my mate who was filling in for me looking after him “ah I just need some space from it all, I’ll be back with him after Christmas” and then suddenly there was no Christmas. And it turned out no one was to blame, and I immediately looked to blame myself most of all, fearing the worst. But it was a simple accident in the end. A bolt out of the blue. So if you are ever estranged or overwhelmed by friends and family and think it will all be OK one day - DON’T put it off. Reach out now. Grab that person and hold them tight. There may not be a tomorrow. You might not be around to see them off. There may not be the grand luxury of time available you thought there was. He died in the arms of his beloved son, and that is a measure of comfort, if a passing can ever have any. He was my mentor, my friend and my glad burden. And there was nothing I would not do for him.

The Secret DJ.

40,740 просмотров • 1 год назад

A half eaten apple, the cross that was placed on their clothes, and their name that was finally carved together. #TicketToHeavenEP4 ☆ That apple reminds me of the apple in Adam and Eve story. It's like a symbolic way of how they gave in to something that was considered as 'forbidden' ☆ The cross. I saw the hesitation in Tanrak's eyes when he took it off. It didn't feel like he removed it simply because he was afraid of losing it. Instead, it was as if guilt was gnawing at him, like if he kept it on, he would feel the heavy weight of God watching him. Taking it off was like the choice to let go of that guilt and judgment ☆ The names on the tree. Carving their names into the tree feels like their permanent vow. As if a physical mark that Tanrak chose Barth, for now. To accompany him, to face the world with him // I genuinely didn't know what they actually trying to convey, it's just my personal point of view when I saw this
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A half eaten apple, the cross that was placed on their clothes, and their name that was finally carved together. #TicketToHeavenEP4 ☆ That apple reminds me of the apple in Adam and Eve story. It's like a symbolic way of how they gave in to something that was considered as 'forbidden' ☆ The cross. I saw the hesitation in Tanrak's eyes when he took it off. It didn't feel like he removed it simply because he was afraid of losing it. Instead, it was as if guilt was gnawing at him, like if he kept it on, he would feel the heavy weight of God watching him. Taking it off was like the choice to let go of that guilt and judgment ☆ The names on the tree. Carving their names into the tree feels like their permanent vow. As if a physical mark that Tanrak chose Barth, for now. To accompany him, to face the world with him // I genuinely didn't know what they actually trying to convey, it's just my personal point of view when I saw this

𝒜𝒹ℯ𝓁 🪐🤍

12,633 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

I keep thinking about one of the original moments that the Left really started targeting Charlie and making Turning Point the enemy and how Charlie never backed down. When we hired Candace Owens, I had the honor of it being the three of us traveling around quite a bit… we went everywhere. Between work and building organizationally, to putting her on tour for the very first time with Charlie, helping with her personal socials and website— just everything. Charlie wanted to do everything he possibly could to maximize her voice as he did with so many because he loved her and saw her ability to do so much good for America. But this was in the era of the rise of Antifa that was manufactured by the Left. The first real danger I think we ever experienced where we were just living our lives and it made us realize we were in for a larger long term war was when we were together, just eating breakfast before some meetings and suddenly outside our window a large gang of antifa had assembled and harassed us out of our meal and then, while shouting “fascists” over and over took us to the streets to surround us and scream in our faces. They poured water on us and I’m sure wanted to throw other things at us had the police not arrived on the street and got us out of there. Charlie never backed down, in fact, instead of getting angry or physical, he stood bravely and tried have a debate with these obviously paid antifa bad actors. My young and honorable friend, (he was always genuine in his desire to save every single person he could) stood there and gave those people as he did everyone the chance to talk about ideas and I personally witnessed how fearless he was many times in the face of dangerous, unhinged activists, early early on. He never once feared these people. He just wanted to do right by what he knew was right. He knew other bystanders were always watching and learning and there was no way he could back down and let these people lie and falsely frame America the way they were trying to do. I’ll never forget his smiling face, “have a wonderful day, enjoy your capitalist breakfast.” He would have tried to talk sense into anyone and everyone and that is what he did every single day. That is why Charlie won over America. He was honest, true and genuine. Never gave up and stood in the pocket in the face of paid agitators and evil.
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I keep thinking about one of the original moments that the Left really started targeting Charlie and making Turning Point the enemy and how Charlie never backed down. When we hired Candace Owens, I had the honor of it being the three of us traveling around quite a bit… we went everywhere. Between work and building organizationally, to putting her on tour for the very first time with Charlie, helping with her personal socials and website— just everything. Charlie wanted to do everything he possibly could to maximize her voice as he did with so many because he loved her and saw her ability to do so much good for America. But this was in the era of the rise of Antifa that was manufactured by the Left. The first real danger I think we ever experienced where we were just living our lives and it made us realize we were in for a larger long term war was when we were together, just eating breakfast before some meetings and suddenly outside our window a large gang of antifa had assembled and harassed us out of our meal and then, while shouting “fascists” over and over took us to the streets to surround us and scream in our faces. They poured water on us and I’m sure wanted to throw other things at us had the police not arrived on the street and got us out of there. Charlie never backed down, in fact, instead of getting angry or physical, he stood bravely and tried have a debate with these obviously paid antifa bad actors. My young and honorable friend, (he was always genuine in his desire to save every single person he could) stood there and gave those people as he did everyone the chance to talk about ideas and I personally witnessed how fearless he was many times in the face of dangerous, unhinged activists, early early on. He never once feared these people. He just wanted to do right by what he knew was right. He knew other bystanders were always watching and learning and there was no way he could back down and let these people lie and falsely frame America the way they were trying to do. I’ll never forget his smiling face, “have a wonderful day, enjoy your capitalist breakfast.” He would have tried to talk sense into anyone and everyone and that is what he did every single day. That is why Charlie won over America. He was honest, true and genuine. Never gave up and stood in the pocket in the face of paid agitators and evil.

Tyler Bowyer

25,495 просмотров • 11 месяцев назад

"My brother called me at 2am from a gas station parking lot. He said he wasn't okay. I mean really wasn't okay. I stayed on the phone with him for three hours. He wasn't alone in that car. Atlas was with him the whole time. My brother told me later — 'Every time I went somewhere dark in my head, Atlas would shift closer. Like he could feel exactly where I was going and he just kept pulling me back without touching me.' He's getting help now. He made the call himself Monday morning. He said Atlas kept him in that car until it was a different kind of night." I drove to that gas station at 5am when he finally said I could come. I stood outside the passenger window before I opened the door. Atlas was on the passenger seat. His head on the console. Watching my brother. Still watching. He had been watching all night. I stood in that parking lot in the cold and I looked at my brother alive in that car and I looked at the dog who kept him there and I couldn't open the door for a long time. I just stood there. Needing a minute to be grateful in the cold before I went inside the warm. My brother is okay. He's talking to someone. Atlas hasn't left his side since that night. If you have someone who isn't okay — call them tonight. Not tomorrow. Tonight. And if you ARE the someone who isn't okay — please call. There is a person on the other end who will stay on the phone for three hours. I promise you there is. Drop a ❤️ for my brother. And for Atlas who held that car together until morning.
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"My brother called me at 2am from a gas station parking lot. He said he wasn't okay. I mean really wasn't okay. I stayed on the phone with him for three hours. He wasn't alone in that car. Atlas was with him the whole time. My brother told me later — 'Every time I went somewhere dark in my head, Atlas would shift closer. Like he could feel exactly where I was going and he just kept pulling me back without touching me.' He's getting help now. He made the call himself Monday morning. He said Atlas kept him in that car until it was a different kind of night." I drove to that gas station at 5am when he finally said I could come. I stood outside the passenger window before I opened the door. Atlas was on the passenger seat. His head on the console. Watching my brother. Still watching. He had been watching all night. I stood in that parking lot in the cold and I looked at my brother alive in that car and I looked at the dog who kept him there and I couldn't open the door for a long time. I just stood there. Needing a minute to be grateful in the cold before I went inside the warm. My brother is okay. He's talking to someone. Atlas hasn't left his side since that night. If you have someone who isn't okay — call them tonight. Not tomorrow. Tonight. And if you ARE the someone who isn't okay — please call. There is a person on the other end who will stay on the phone for three hours. I promise you there is. Drop a ❤️ for my brother. And for Atlas who held that car together until morning.

Crazy Moments

109,271 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

The past year has seen me have a renaissance, in the truest sense… I won’t go into details now but will at some point before long. What has brought so much happiness to my life and those around me this past year has been my falling back in love with sport. Cycling has, and always will be, my number one. Yet I’d forgotten that I simply love sport, not for results but for the sheer joy of doing it, I’d completely forgotten that the health of my mind is intrinsically connected to the health of my body. I’ve rediscovered the love I had for sport that existed before the world of professional cycling took over in the way it did. I’ve been pushing myself and trying new things this past year, indifferent to the results, just out having fun and at times going deeper than I thought I was capable of anymore. Last week I got on a TT bike for the first time in a decade, Factor Bikes built me a bike, I’ve been looking at it for two years and decided it was time to get fitted, getting back on it felt like going home. Anyway, the long and the short of this is that it’s inspired me to create a club to inspire and be inspired. A community for us to share our love for getting out there and doing it, because I’ve realized that although I spend most of my sporting life on my own I derive the most pleasure when feeling part of something. It’s in its early days, I’ve called it Sporting Club CHPT3 aka SCC3, I’d love you to check it out and join. It’s still in its infancy, but I hope it’s going to grow into something that will inspire you as much as me.
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The past year has seen me have a renaissance, in the truest sense… I won’t go into details now but will at some point before long. What has brought so much happiness to my life and those around me this past year has been my falling back in love with sport. Cycling has, and always will be, my number one. Yet I’d forgotten that I simply love sport, not for results but for the sheer joy of doing it, I’d completely forgotten that the health of my mind is intrinsically connected to the health of my body. I’ve rediscovered the love I had for sport that existed before the world of professional cycling took over in the way it did. I’ve been pushing myself and trying new things this past year, indifferent to the results, just out having fun and at times going deeper than I thought I was capable of anymore. Last week I got on a TT bike for the first time in a decade, Factor Bikes built me a bike, I’ve been looking at it for two years and decided it was time to get fitted, getting back on it felt like going home. Anyway, the long and the short of this is that it’s inspired me to create a club to inspire and be inspired. A community for us to share our love for getting out there and doing it, because I’ve realized that although I spend most of my sporting life on my own I derive the most pleasure when feeling part of something. It’s in its early days, I’ve called it Sporting Club CHPT3 aka SCC3, I’d love you to check it out and join. It’s still in its infancy, but I hope it’s going to grow into something that will inspire you as much as me.

David Millar

111,710 просмотров • 2 лет назад

My brother has been trying to break into my room all night. It started when he asked to come in, I let him in and he crouched in the corner staring at me. He did this for around 30 minutes. I called my dad to help and he forced him to get out of my room. Now, an hour later he has a butter knife and he is swinging it under my door and scratching my door slowly. I am now fake snoring as I type this message to make him stop. But now he is laughing in a slow and corrupt tone. The scratches are getting louder. What do I do. Someone help.
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My brother has been trying to break into my room all night. It started when he asked to come in, I let him in and he crouched in the corner staring at me. He did this for around 30 minutes. I called my dad to help and he forced him to get out of my room. Now, an hour later he has a butter knife and he is swinging it under my door and scratching my door slowly. I am now fake snoring as I type this message to make him stop. But now he is laughing in a slow and corrupt tone. The scratches are getting louder. What do I do. Someone help.

Circ

16,702 просмотров • 1 год назад