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WILLIAMEST PRESSTOUR #WilliamEstFanconPressTour #Flex1045xWilliamEstFANCON 🎤: was there ever a moment when you were deeply touched by something he did but never told him? 🦈: actually, i can think of two things: one work-related and one personal. on the personal side, ever since we first met during songkran last year, i was out partying, right? and i went to sleep at his place. at the time, he couldn’t go out yet cause he wasn’t of age. but like, it was 3 a.m. and he still came down to pick me up even though he had already gone to sleep. and we had just met. i felt really touched. 🎸: at the time we went out together and i wasn’t old enough to go party, so i just went to some place that kids could go in during the day. then i went home to sleep and phi went out partying. 🦈: yes and i didn’t just stay for one night. i stayed like three nights, didn’t even book a hotel, just stayed at nong place. 🎸: and my eyes were like 😵‍💫 🦈: i started to feel bad. do you know what i did in return? 🤣 🎤: what did you do? 🎸: no, because i had to go downstairs, press the elevator, do a bunch of stuff, so i had to wake up. i went down to pick him up and he was just sitting there on the floor 🤣 🎤: sitting on the floor waiting? 🎸: yes, just sitting and resting there, waiting for me to come down. so we went back up. help him upstairs. not that i helped him up, he could walk by himself 🤣 then i went to bed and from my room, if the door wasn’t fully closed, you could see the sink. i’m the type who eats and washes dishes later. 🎤: you soak them first so they’re easier to clean later? 🎸: yes and then i saw him standing there at 3 a.m. doing the dishes 😭 🎤: washing dishes at 3 a.m.? 🎸: yes 😭 i was like, why did he do that? like it was fine, seriously. it wasn’t a big deal. but maybe he felt a bit guilty or something. but for me, i literally set an alarm, like, “okay, he’ll probably be back around this time,” so i set it and went down to get him. 🎤: maybe that was his version of saying thank you, right? 🦈: yes and the thing is, he never even told me that he saw me! like, i knew he’d probably fallen asleep or something, so i left the door cracked open because the lights were off just in case he could see. and yeah, turns out he did see. but he only told me months later, like way after songkran. 🎤: so he only just revealed now that he saw you washing the dishes? 🦈: i only found out because he teased me later, like, “you’ll end up washing dishes again soon” 🤣 that was how he teased. and back then i genuinely felt a bit bad, so i just wanted to do something to give back a little. and looking back, it’s so funny. 🦈: and then in thamepo, there was literally a dishwashing scene, so i joked like, “guess i can’t escape doing dishes for real.” 🤣

WILLIAMEST PRESSTOUR #WilliamEstFanconPressTour #Flex1045xWilliamEstFANCON 🎤: was there ever a moment when you were deeply touched by something he did but never told him? 🦈: actually, i can think of two things: one work-related and one personal. on the personal side, ever since we first met during songkran last year, i was out partying, right? and i went to sleep at his place. at the time, he couldn’t go out yet cause he wasn’t of age. but like, it was 3 a.m. and he still came down to pick me up even though he had already gone to sleep. and we had just met. i felt really touched. 🎸: at the time we went out together and i wasn’t old enough to go party, so i just went to some place that kids could go in during the day. then i went home to sleep and phi went out partying. 🦈: yes and i didn’t just stay for one night. i stayed like three nights, didn’t even book a hotel, just stayed at nong place. 🎸: and my eyes were like 😵‍💫 🦈: i started to feel bad. do you know what i did in return? 🤣 🎤: what did you do? 🎸: no, because i had to go downstairs, press the elevator, do a bunch of stuff, so i had to wake up. i went down to pick him up and he was just sitting there on the floor 🤣 🎤: sitting on the floor waiting? 🎸: yes, just sitting and resting there, waiting for me to come down. so we went back up. help him upstairs. not that i helped him up, he could walk by himself 🤣 then i went to bed and from my room, if the door wasn’t fully closed, you could see the sink. i’m the type who eats and washes dishes later. 🎤: you soak them first so they’re easier to clean later? 🎸: yes and then i saw him standing there at 3 a.m. doing the dishes 😭 🎤: washing dishes at 3 a.m.? 🎸: yes 😭 i was like, why did he do that? like it was fine, seriously. it wasn’t a big deal. but maybe he felt a bit guilty or something. but for me, i literally set an alarm, like, “okay, he’ll probably be back around this time,” so i set it and went down to get him. 🎤: maybe that was his version of saying thank you, right? 🦈: yes and the thing is, he never even told me that he saw me! like, i knew he’d probably fallen asleep or something, so i left the door cracked open because the lights were off just in case he could see. and yeah, turns out he did see. but he only told me months later, like way after songkran. 🎤: so he only just revealed now that he saw you washing the dishes? 🦈: i only found out because he teased me later, like, “you’ll end up washing dishes again soon” 🤣 that was how he teased. and back then i genuinely felt a bit bad, so i just wanted to do something to give back a little. and looking back, it’s so funny. 🦈: and then in thamepo, there was literally a dishwashing scene, so i joked like, “guess i can’t escape doing dishes for real.” 🤣

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Teens Behind Crime Spree Attack Halal Food Cart Worker in Times Square NYC . Last night near Times Square, a worker at a halal food cart was attacked by a group of teens linked to a series of assaults, robberies, and other crimes in the area. Police sources say officers often have to “babysit” this same group throughout the night—closely watching them to prevent trouble—but the moment cops look away, they’re back at it again. Food cart vendors tell me these groups have been harassing them for years, and despite countless complaints, nothing has been done. They say the teens have been terrorizing Times Square—targeting tourists, vendors, and workers just trying to make an honest dollar. NYPD sources tell me these groups have no respect for police. Officers have been dealing with them for quite some time, but there’s little they can do beyond babysitting them or reacting after crimes are committed. Police say the group is becoming more brazen by the day, showing no fear of authority or consequences. A few months ago, there was also a shooting in Times Square that sources believe was connected to this same crew. According to those familiar with the case, the incident stemmed from an ongoing beef with another group from the Bronx. At one point, while conducting an interview in the area, I personally encountered this same group when one of them tried to rob me. As I was filming, I suddenly felt someone tapping my pockets—when I turned around, I saw it was the same crew believed to be behind many of these local crimes. I confronted them, gave them a warning, and told them to take off before things escalated. By Leeroy Johnson . For licensing email viralnewsnyc@gmail.com

Teens Behind Crime Spree Attack Halal Food Cart Worker in Times Square NYC . Last night near Times Square, a worker at a halal food cart was attacked by a group of teens linked to a series of assaults, robberies, and other crimes in the area. Police sources say officers often have to “babysit” this same group throughout the night—closely watching them to prevent trouble—but the moment cops look away, they’re back at it again. Food cart vendors tell me these groups have been harassing them for years, and despite countless complaints, nothing has been done. They say the teens have been terrorizing Times Square—targeting tourists, vendors, and workers just trying to make an honest dollar. NYPD sources tell me these groups have no respect for police. Officers have been dealing with them for quite some time, but there’s little they can do beyond babysitting them or reacting after crimes are committed. Police say the group is becoming more brazen by the day, showing no fear of authority or consequences. A few months ago, there was also a shooting in Times Square that sources believe was connected to this same crew. According to those familiar with the case, the incident stemmed from an ongoing beef with another group from the Bronx. At one point, while conducting an interview in the area, I personally encountered this same group when one of them tried to rob me. As I was filming, I suddenly felt someone tapping my pockets—when I turned around, I saw it was the same crew believed to be behind many of these local crimes. I confronted them, gave them a warning, and told them to take off before things escalated. By Leeroy Johnson . For licensing email [email protected]

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In the last 2 years I made around $20k from Web3 opportunities... And Finally I Decided To Tell My Web3 Story :) Two years ago I stepped into Web3 with curiosity, zero guarantees, and a simple belief... if you learn fast and move smart, the internet can change your life. Today I want to share my real numbers and the projects that helped shape my journey. Not to flex... But to show what’s possible when you work smart in the right place So first of all lets go with my 2025 drops :) ➥ Space and Time — $340 ➥ Rayls — $308 ➥ Dogs — $422 ➥ Magic Newton — $620 ➥ Hamster Kombat — $125 ➥ Meme Core — $412 ➥ Chain Opera — $512 ( If you know… you know. This could have been $10K+ 🙃) ➥ Story Protocol — $1.2K ➥ Walrus — $2.3K ➥ Kite AI — $1.5K ➥ Common Dot XYZ — $1.4K (including NFTs) ➥ Magic Eden — $4.3K There were also many smaller drops under $100 that I didn’t include here. So all these mentioned earnings in 2025 will round up around $13,439 Another thing to mention is that this doesn’t even include my ➥ Mod Salaries ➥ Collaboration Salaries ➥ Presale Profits ➥ Event Wins ➥ Community Rewards Those also paid well and gave me something even more valuable... connections and opportunities :) Now With My 2026 DROPS So Far :) ➥ OFC — $120 (Vesting monthly for 9 months, so more coming) ➥ Superteam Bounties — $145 (and still ongoing) ➥ Fogo — $850 ➥ Zama — $3.2K (2 ZAMA NFTs) And these sums up around $4,315 So if we combine these drops from 2025 and 2026, I got around... $17,754 from these Web3 opportunities. And remember… This is without counting mod salaries, presale flips, and other rewards mentioned above. But the money is only part of the story, Cauz Web3 didn’t just give me income. It gave me freedom... like freedom to ➥ Work on my own schedule ➥ Spend real time with the loved one's ➥ Go to the gym and give priority to my health ➥ Travel to many places ➥ Build my business in real life ➥ Meet incredible people worldwide No alarm clocks for a job I hate. No rat race. No trading 12 hours of my life for survival. And that made me realize something powerful... A construction worker wakes up before sunrise, destroys his body for 12 hours, sacrifices his health… yet still struggles to survive. The world was never about who works the hardest. It’s about what you choose to work hard on. Web3 rewards curiosity. Speed. Networking. And smart positioning. Not just brute effort. I’m still learning. Still grinding. Still exploring. Let’s see where this journey ends by 2026 year end. Maybe much higher. But even if it doesn’t, as a 22 year old Web3 already changed my life :)

In the last 2 years I made around $20k from Web3 opportunities... And Finally I Decided To Tell My Web3 Story :) Two years ago I stepped into Web3 with curiosity, zero guarantees, and a simple belief... if you learn fast and move smart, the internet can change your life. Today I want to share my real numbers and the projects that helped shape my journey. Not to flex... But to show what’s possible when you work smart in the right place So first of all lets go with my 2025 drops :) ➥ Space and Time — $340 ➥ Rayls — $308 ➥ Dogs — $422 ➥ Magic Newton — $620 ➥ Hamster Kombat — $125 ➥ Meme Core — $412 ➥ Chain Opera — $512 ( If you know… you know. This could have been $10K+ 🙃) ➥ Story Protocol — $1.2K ➥ Walrus — $2.3K ➥ Kite AI — $1.5K ➥ Common Dot XYZ — $1.4K (including NFTs) ➥ Magic Eden — $4.3K There were also many smaller drops under $100 that I didn’t include here. So all these mentioned earnings in 2025 will round up around $13,439 Another thing to mention is that this doesn’t even include my ➥ Mod Salaries ➥ Collaboration Salaries ➥ Presale Profits ➥ Event Wins ➥ Community Rewards Those also paid well and gave me something even more valuable... connections and opportunities :) Now With My 2026 DROPS So Far :) ➥ OFC — $120 (Vesting monthly for 9 months, so more coming) ➥ Superteam Bounties — $145 (and still ongoing) ➥ Fogo — $850 ➥ Zama — $3.2K (2 ZAMA NFTs) And these sums up around $4,315 So if we combine these drops from 2025 and 2026, I got around... $17,754 from these Web3 opportunities. And remember… This is without counting mod salaries, presale flips, and other rewards mentioned above. But the money is only part of the story, Cauz Web3 didn’t just give me income. It gave me freedom... like freedom to ➥ Work on my own schedule ➥ Spend real time with the loved one's ➥ Go to the gym and give priority to my health ➥ Travel to many places ➥ Build my business in real life ➥ Meet incredible people worldwide No alarm clocks for a job I hate. No rat race. No trading 12 hours of my life for survival. And that made me realize something powerful... A construction worker wakes up before sunrise, destroys his body for 12 hours, sacrifices his health… yet still struggles to survive. The world was never about who works the hardest. It’s about what you choose to work hard on. Web3 rewards curiosity. Speed. Networking. And smart positioning. Not just brute effort. I’m still learning. Still grinding. Still exploring. Let’s see where this journey ends by 2026 year end. Maybe much higher. But even if it doesn’t, as a 22 year old Web3 already changed my life :)

Glimor

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Hololive ID “Chromatic Future”: An unexpected journey…. Hi everyone, This weekend feels surreal. This is the very first time I’ve experienced a Hololive concert of this scale right here in Indonesia—just a short three-hour flight from Bangkok. Honestly, I never imagined that something so big, so meaningful, would happen this close to home. My journey with live events began in 2023, and ever since then, each experience has captured my heart in a different way. But Indonesia… Indonesia became something more. My first visit in 2023 changed me forever. It became a place I felt drawn to—somewhere I always want to return to. Here, I found friends who feel like family. Here, I found warmth that feels almost unreal. And here, I found a country that makes me feel understood, even if our cultures, languages, or lifestyles may differ. But above all, Indonesia is the home of our beloved Hololive ID girls—and that alone makes this place incredibly special. I have always held deep respect for Hololive ID, especially Kureiji Ollie and Moona Hoshinova. They have carried me through many difficult moments—times when my heart felt heavy, times when I felt lost. Their voices, their music, and their presence have always comforted me in ways I can’t fully explain. Ollie and Moona once told me that I’ve done a lot for the community. I still don’t know if that’s true. But they gave me confidence to keep going—to keep supporting, to keep creating, to keep believing. Even when I say something silly or act in ways I’m unsure of, she still believes I’m someone people can rely on. That kind of kindness… you never forget. This event—this beautiful, unforgettable night—is something I had always dreamed of. And now that it has finally happened, my heart is full. I know I’ll return again, not only to see the talents, but to reunite with my friends… my Indonesian family… the people who make this journey worth every mile. Thank you, Cover Corp. Thank you, Hololive Indonesia. Thank you for giving your all to make this event shine. I don’t have many fancy words. But I do have feelings—real ones. And the truth is: I love this community. Hololive is something I want to cherish for the rest of my life. This is a community where no one is forgotten, no one is abandoned, and everyone matters—no matter who they are or where they come from. We lift each other up. We protect each other. We laugh, cry, and celebrate together. I don’t know how long I will live. I don’t know how long I will remain in this hobby. But I do know one thing for certain: Hololive, and the people in this community, will always be the home of my heart. I love Hololive Indonesia. I love this community. I love every single one of you who continue to support one another until the very end. Good night, Goodbye and Thank you Indonesia—and I truly hope we will meet again soon. #holoIDChromaticFuture #Zomrade #Moonafic #Kureiji_Ollie #Moona_Hoshinova

Hololive ID “Chromatic Future”: An unexpected journey…. Hi everyone, This weekend feels surreal. This is the very first time I’ve experienced a Hololive concert of this scale right here in Indonesia—just a short three-hour flight from Bangkok. Honestly, I never imagined that something so big, so meaningful, would happen this close to home. My journey with live events began in 2023, and ever since then, each experience has captured my heart in a different way. But Indonesia… Indonesia became something more. My first visit in 2023 changed me forever. It became a place I felt drawn to—somewhere I always want to return to. Here, I found friends who feel like family. Here, I found warmth that feels almost unreal. And here, I found a country that makes me feel understood, even if our cultures, languages, or lifestyles may differ. But above all, Indonesia is the home of our beloved Hololive ID girls—and that alone makes this place incredibly special. I have always held deep respect for Hololive ID, especially Kureiji Ollie and Moona Hoshinova. They have carried me through many difficult moments—times when my heart felt heavy, times when I felt lost. Their voices, their music, and their presence have always comforted me in ways I can’t fully explain. Ollie and Moona once told me that I’ve done a lot for the community. I still don’t know if that’s true. But they gave me confidence to keep going—to keep supporting, to keep creating, to keep believing. Even when I say something silly or act in ways I’m unsure of, she still believes I’m someone people can rely on. That kind of kindness… you never forget. This event—this beautiful, unforgettable night—is something I had always dreamed of. And now that it has finally happened, my heart is full. I know I’ll return again, not only to see the talents, but to reunite with my friends… my Indonesian family… the people who make this journey worth every mile. Thank you, Cover Corp. Thank you, Hololive Indonesia. Thank you for giving your all to make this event shine. I don’t have many fancy words. But I do have feelings—real ones. And the truth is: I love this community. Hololive is something I want to cherish for the rest of my life. This is a community where no one is forgotten, no one is abandoned, and everyone matters—no matter who they are or where they come from. We lift each other up. We protect each other. We laugh, cry, and celebrate together. I don’t know how long I will live. I don’t know how long I will remain in this hobby. But I do know one thing for certain: Hololive, and the people in this community, will always be the home of my heart. I love Hololive Indonesia. I love this community. I love every single one of you who continue to support one another until the very end. Good night, Goodbye and Thank you Indonesia—and I truly hope we will meet again soon. #holoIDChromaticFuture #Zomrade #Moonafic #Kureiji_Ollie #Moona_Hoshinova

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As always, many of my Zimbabwean followers asked me to do what I usually do when I visit a new place, pick up my phone and show how their roads look, as roads reflect interest in public infrastructure. Last night, my driver took me for a drive around parts of Kigali looking for a place to hang out. Kigali roads resemble those of Zimbabwe in the 1980s without potholes. I was even challenged to a game where if we see a pothole, I get US$50, needless to say, I went home with no penny! I liked the fact that every road I have seen here has a pedestrian track, at least everywhere I have driven to, that is how the roads look like. I also liked their approach that if a pothole is identified, it must be fixed within 24 hours. I have always said that if Zimbabwean authorities fixed roads and public infrastructure and services this way, those of us not interested in being politicians would never oppose them in any way or form. What we oppose is their failures. What we want are good public goods and services. Rwanda is particularly interesting to me because it was once a dusty country with no infrastructure to talk about just recently. If they had as much natural resources as Zimbabwe, I am sure they would have done more. Africans are not asking for mansions and Ferraris, they are just looking for a decent public service system. Another unique if building roads is seen at the end of this video, I first saw it in Qatar and now in Rwanda. Rwanda's progress and stability is particularly remarkable given its recent history and relative lack of natural resources compared to other countries, such as Zimbabwe. This to me highlights the importance of effective governance, resource management and public service delivery in driving economic and infrastructural development. I will share more while I am here, as always, I hope you will learn something from my experiences here, we should learn about each other as Africans. #Zimbabweans don’t need a visa to visit Rwanda, no African needs a visa to visit Rwanda. As of November 2, 2023, Rwanda announced visa-free entry for all African nationals, allowing any African to enter the country without paying visa fees or needing a visa.

As always, many of my Zimbabwean followers asked me to do what I usually do when I visit a new place, pick up my phone and show how their roads look, as roads reflect interest in public infrastructure. Last night, my driver took me for a drive around parts of Kigali looking for a place to hang out. Kigali roads resemble those of Zimbabwe in the 1980s without potholes. I was even challenged to a game where if we see a pothole, I get US$50, needless to say, I went home with no penny! I liked the fact that every road I have seen here has a pedestrian track, at least everywhere I have driven to, that is how the roads look like. I also liked their approach that if a pothole is identified, it must be fixed within 24 hours. I have always said that if Zimbabwean authorities fixed roads and public infrastructure and services this way, those of us not interested in being politicians would never oppose them in any way or form. What we oppose is their failures. What we want are good public goods and services. Rwanda is particularly interesting to me because it was once a dusty country with no infrastructure to talk about just recently. If they had as much natural resources as Zimbabwe, I am sure they would have done more. Africans are not asking for mansions and Ferraris, they are just looking for a decent public service system. Another unique if building roads is seen at the end of this video, I first saw it in Qatar and now in Rwanda. Rwanda's progress and stability is particularly remarkable given its recent history and relative lack of natural resources compared to other countries, such as Zimbabwe. This to me highlights the importance of effective governance, resource management and public service delivery in driving economic and infrastructural development. I will share more while I am here, as always, I hope you will learn something from my experiences here, we should learn about each other as Africans. #Zimbabweans don’t need a visa to visit Rwanda, no African needs a visa to visit Rwanda. As of November 2, 2023, Rwanda announced visa-free entry for all African nationals, allowing any African to enter the country without paying visa fees or needing a visa.

Hopewell Chin’ono

56,667 просмотров • 1 год назад

A member of the public called 999 on 1 March. He could see with his own eyes that the building on King Street was not safe. A council surveyor attended the same site, looked at the same cracked brickwork, and decided it was not in immediate danger. Twenty-three days later it collapsed. Five people were injured. Forty spent the night without a home. The local college is just yards away. It is a miracle that no one died. The owner is Councillor Kamran Ghafoor, a serving Oldham Council member with a 2012 conviction for renting out an uninhabitable property. Last year the council evacuated eight children from another property he owned on the same street. A cabinet member called him a criminal rogue landlord at a council meeting in May 2025. When I wrote to the council's chief executive asking questions about what happened, my email was blocked. This gangster infiltrated, proven Pakistani Rape Gang protecting council can hope this goes away quietly. We will make sure it will not. _________ I’m Raja Miah MBE. For seven years, I led a campaign that exposed how senior Labour politicians helped protect Pakistani rape gangs. The people of my town helped force the national inquiry. You won’t see me on the BBC. You won’t read my work in the legacy press. That’s not an accident. I take this to a place from where there is no coming back. My work is free. No paywalls. No gatekeeping. No exclusions. Because the truth shouldn’t belong only to those who can afford it. If you can afford to do so, supporting me costs as little as 75p a week (£30 a year). Sign up here; 👉 If you can’t commit to a regular subscription, a one-off contribution genuinely helps keep this alive. You can support me using one of these links; 👉 👉 We’re up against a machine, politicians, police, officials, and media, working together to shrink, sanitise, and bury the truth. This work survives because of you. If you’ve ever shared my posts, learned something, or felt less alone reading them, stand with me. I need your help. Raja 🙏

A member of the public called 999 on 1 March. He could see with his own eyes that the building on King Street was not safe. A council surveyor attended the same site, looked at the same cracked brickwork, and decided it was not in immediate danger. Twenty-three days later it collapsed. Five people were injured. Forty spent the night without a home. The local college is just yards away. It is a miracle that no one died. The owner is Councillor Kamran Ghafoor, a serving Oldham Council member with a 2012 conviction for renting out an uninhabitable property. Last year the council evacuated eight children from another property he owned on the same street. A cabinet member called him a criminal rogue landlord at a council meeting in May 2025. When I wrote to the council's chief executive asking questions about what happened, my email was blocked. This gangster infiltrated, proven Pakistani Rape Gang protecting council can hope this goes away quietly. We will make sure it will not. _________ I’m Raja Miah MBE. For seven years, I led a campaign that exposed how senior Labour politicians helped protect Pakistani rape gangs. The people of my town helped force the national inquiry. You won’t see me on the BBC. You won’t read my work in the legacy press. That’s not an accident. I take this to a place from where there is no coming back. My work is free. No paywalls. No gatekeeping. No exclusions. Because the truth shouldn’t belong only to those who can afford it. If you can afford to do so, supporting me costs as little as 75p a week (£30 a year). Sign up here; 👉 If you can’t commit to a regular subscription, a one-off contribution genuinely helps keep this alive. You can support me using one of these links; 👉 👉 We’re up against a machine, politicians, police, officials, and media, working together to shrink, sanitise, and bury the truth. This work survives because of you. If you’ve ever shared my posts, learned something, or felt less alone reading them, stand with me. I need your help. Raja 🙏

Raja Miah

80,211 просмотров • 4 месяцев назад

[ condition update ] 🐻‍❄ In short of what happen with me is an inflammation on heart muscle from a virus infection which still cant be identified yet. The symptoms I experience are painful breathing, heart racing, tight chest, difficulty breathing, kinda thing. I’m told not to overwork my heart because it could make the inflammation gets worse. That’s basically in short. As for the details, it was 4-5 days ago, I started feeling uncomfortable in my chest, it felt tight and I had trouble breathing as well. Anytime I did something, like exercising or walking on a treadmill, my body felt hurt, and my heart rate went up way higher than usual. It’s normally around 100, but it went to 150 even when I was just doing little activity. It felt off, so I thought I might have caught some kind of infection. The other day I made a doctor appointment in the hospital as I got some free time. I was told to go to internal medicine doctor and was asked about what I’ve been experiencing. I had fever, waking up found tightness in chest at one night, a nausea, but nothing came out. I just felt like about to vomiting but nothing came out at all, so I thought it was unusual. At that time, my face went all pale and lips went all purple already, which why I decided to go to the hospital. Once I was in the internal medicine, well, they did some screening. I said I have low fever, painful breathing, body and muscle pain, so I was sent to ENT because I experience a ringing in my ear as well, I then sent to do a hearing function test. Right ear was normal, while my left ear was.. what’s it called.. ringing in ear. My left ear hearing function drops down one level. It’s not that serious but since it’s related to inner ear, and it's a part of nervous system, right? If it’s affecting that, the doctor afraid it could lead to permanent hearing function loss. Yeah, that part is concerning. So I was prescribed steroids to be consumed to prevent further inflammation and damage more than this. Not sure if I’m explaining it right, but that’s what I remember. I’m not a doctor, lol. And then, after I got the steroids and back home, I had work to film on the next day. I was like, why I feel so tired going for work at 6 in the morning, why my body feels this exhausting, just bending over to grab something or doing other things made me feel like I was gonna pass out. Thought I was just old lol. But at that time I felt unwell, my chest felt tight, and I felt exhausted. That day, I kept working even though I was exhausted. I felt like I don’t wanna work anymore, it was tiring, even just walking up the stairs, I had to stop and take a break. I couldn’t do it, it felt so tiring. When filming, just stepping my legs already felt tiring that I didn’t want to step my legs anymore. So that day decided to see a doctor, focusing to check my heart as it felt tight and was racing, and I had pain when breathing as well so I decided to see a heart specialist doctor but I arrived there at 2 PM and there was no available appointment anymore. Also, the Echo or ECG machine was all used so I had to schedule an appointment for the next day. I went there in the afternoon. Blood pressure and other test was normal, around 110-160, and it’s normal. Pulse is normal. Blood pressure was okay. And what else, yeah that’s it. I had an ECG, the result came out normal. I’ve also just get physical check up recently and the result were almost the same when compared. But since I still didn’t feel well, I wanted to know what’s wrong with me so I asked for a blood test. It’s a blood test that focusing on troponin and CRP level, which are enzymes in blood cells that indicate heart issues if the levels are high. After my blood test, I waited an hour for the results. When they called me, they said my symptom is serious, it’s a heart disease. Normal troponin levels are below 1 for healthy human, but mine was 3800, which is extremely high, so I had to be admitted. This is an enzyme level in the heart muscle cells. If heart muscle is damaged or its cells break down, the enzyme will mix into the blood and can be detected in the blood indicating a heart problem, so I need to be admitted for further examination with echo. It’s an ultrasound for heart. The result saying that there’s an inflammation in my heart as predicted by the doctors. The heart muscle is really swollen and… [takes deep breath] oh I’m tired already. It's enlarging which makes my heart race and feel tight and uncomfortable. That’s what they said. It’s not working the way it should, which is why I get tired so easily. So it answers everything. After the echo I took a rest and got therapy regimen… as what I understand, consuming steroid can suppress the immune system, right? They help reduce inflammation while the body fights the virus. It’s reducing the inflammation, right? But they said steroids alone weren’t enough because my troponin levels were way too abnormally high, so I got an injection instead. [deep breath] I got injected last night for only three dosage because I had to work today in the morning.asked the doctor to discharge me cause I had to work first. But the decision was taken with condition. I got injected three dosage in the morning and did another blood test which show a result of a decrease in troponin level from 3800 to 1600. Doctor said it was probably 5000 before this and it keeps decreasing to 3800, and to 1600, So if the work isn’t too hard physically, I’m allowed to go, I then go to work. Today at work I was only standing around and talking around. I can stand and talk, but I can’t do any heavy work as it’ll will make my heart work hard and affecting the recovery, I then have to walk slowly. But even so, I can’t even walk fast tho, I get tired easily. Yeah, that’s all. It’s not like I’m completely bedrotting or something, it’s just heart muscle problem, so… fighting ✌🏻

[ condition update ] 🐻‍❄ In short of what happen with me is an inflammation on heart muscle from a virus infection which still cant be identified yet. The symptoms I experience are painful breathing, heart racing, tight chest, difficulty breathing, kinda thing. I’m told not to overwork my heart because it could make the inflammation gets worse. That’s basically in short. As for the details, it was 4-5 days ago, I started feeling uncomfortable in my chest, it felt tight and I had trouble breathing as well. Anytime I did something, like exercising or walking on a treadmill, my body felt hurt, and my heart rate went up way higher than usual. It’s normally around 100, but it went to 150 even when I was just doing little activity. It felt off, so I thought I might have caught some kind of infection. The other day I made a doctor appointment in the hospital as I got some free time. I was told to go to internal medicine doctor and was asked about what I’ve been experiencing. I had fever, waking up found tightness in chest at one night, a nausea, but nothing came out. I just felt like about to vomiting but nothing came out at all, so I thought it was unusual. At that time, my face went all pale and lips went all purple already, which why I decided to go to the hospital. Once I was in the internal medicine, well, they did some screening. I said I have low fever, painful breathing, body and muscle pain, so I was sent to ENT because I experience a ringing in my ear as well, I then sent to do a hearing function test. Right ear was normal, while my left ear was.. what’s it called.. ringing in ear. My left ear hearing function drops down one level. It’s not that serious but since it’s related to inner ear, and it's a part of nervous system, right? If it’s affecting that, the doctor afraid it could lead to permanent hearing function loss. Yeah, that part is concerning. So I was prescribed steroids to be consumed to prevent further inflammation and damage more than this. Not sure if I’m explaining it right, but that’s what I remember. I’m not a doctor, lol. And then, after I got the steroids and back home, I had work to film on the next day. I was like, why I feel so tired going for work at 6 in the morning, why my body feels this exhausting, just bending over to grab something or doing other things made me feel like I was gonna pass out. Thought I was just old lol. But at that time I felt unwell, my chest felt tight, and I felt exhausted. That day, I kept working even though I was exhausted. I felt like I don’t wanna work anymore, it was tiring, even just walking up the stairs, I had to stop and take a break. I couldn’t do it, it felt so tiring. When filming, just stepping my legs already felt tiring that I didn’t want to step my legs anymore. So that day decided to see a doctor, focusing to check my heart as it felt tight and was racing, and I had pain when breathing as well so I decided to see a heart specialist doctor but I arrived there at 2 PM and there was no available appointment anymore. Also, the Echo or ECG machine was all used so I had to schedule an appointment for the next day. I went there in the afternoon. Blood pressure and other test was normal, around 110-160, and it’s normal. Pulse is normal. Blood pressure was okay. And what else, yeah that’s it. I had an ECG, the result came out normal. I’ve also just get physical check up recently and the result were almost the same when compared. But since I still didn’t feel well, I wanted to know what’s wrong with me so I asked for a blood test. It’s a blood test that focusing on troponin and CRP level, which are enzymes in blood cells that indicate heart issues if the levels are high. After my blood test, I waited an hour for the results. When they called me, they said my symptom is serious, it’s a heart disease. Normal troponin levels are below 1 for healthy human, but mine was 3800, which is extremely high, so I had to be admitted. This is an enzyme level in the heart muscle cells. If heart muscle is damaged or its cells break down, the enzyme will mix into the blood and can be detected in the blood indicating a heart problem, so I need to be admitted for further examination with echo. It’s an ultrasound for heart. The result saying that there’s an inflammation in my heart as predicted by the doctors. The heart muscle is really swollen and… [takes deep breath] oh I’m tired already. It's enlarging which makes my heart race and feel tight and uncomfortable. That’s what they said. It’s not working the way it should, which is why I get tired so easily. So it answers everything. After the echo I took a rest and got therapy regimen… as what I understand, consuming steroid can suppress the immune system, right? They help reduce inflammation while the body fights the virus. It’s reducing the inflammation, right? But they said steroids alone weren’t enough because my troponin levels were way too abnormally high, so I got an injection instead. [deep breath] I got injected last night for only three dosage because I had to work today in the morning.asked the doctor to discharge me cause I had to work first. But the decision was taken with condition. I got injected three dosage in the morning and did another blood test which show a result of a decrease in troponin level from 3800 to 1600. Doctor said it was probably 5000 before this and it keeps decreasing to 3800, and to 1600, So if the work isn’t too hard physically, I’m allowed to go, I then go to work. Today at work I was only standing around and talking around. I can stand and talk, but I can’t do any heavy work as it’ll will make my heart work hard and affecting the recovery, I then have to walk slowly. But even so, I can’t even walk fast tho, I get tired easily. Yeah, that’s all. It’s not like I’m completely bedrotting or something, it’s just heart muscle problem, so… fighting ✌🏻

deeコ

148,010 просмотров • 1 год назад

girlfriend walked in while my bot was running watched it turn $800 into $5,200 in 14 minutes looked at me and said "what the fuck is happening" then asked if we can quit our jobs /// we're eating takeout on the couch last night she goes "you've been on that laptop for 3 hours, what are you even doing" i don't even look up "watching money print" she rolls her eyes "sure babe" i rotate the screen towards her /// she sees the terminal: live trades scrolling green everywhere numbers changing faster than she can read "what is this?" "polymarket bot" "what's it doing?" "making money while we argue about it" /// then it happens: 4:47 PM - entry on BTC 15min market $800 position at 23¢ she's actually watching now "why did it just do that?" "binance moved, polymarket hasn't updated yet, bot knows before the crowd" "that doesn't make sense" 4:51 PM - exit at 79¢ +$1,940 her jaw actually drops "WAIT WHAT" /// she grabs the laptop: won't give it back just staring watching the bot work 4:58 PM - another entry $2,740 at 31¢ "is it... is it doing it again?" 5:01 PM - exit at 84¢ +$3,980 she looks at me like i'm insane "how long has this been running?" "8 days" "HOW MUCH" i show her the dashboard started with $900 sitting at $47,300 /// complete silence: she's just staring at the number doesn't blink for like 20 seconds then: "build me one right fucking now" /// i'm laughing: "you don't even know what polymarket is" "I DON'T CARE" "you're gonna lose money" "DID THAT JUST LOSE MONEY??" pointing at the screen "no but—" "BUILD ME ONE" /// fine: set her up with $500 same binance lag strategy clicked start at 11 PM she's watching it like a hawk first trade hits +$180 she screams i'm dying laughing "babe it's one trade" "I DON'T CARE THIS IS AMAZING" /// i wake up at 3 AM: she's not in bed find her in the living room laptop open terminal running eating cereal just... watching "what are you doing" "i can't sleep, i need to see it work" $500 is now $1,840 "go to bed" "no" /// this morning: she's up before her alarm already has coffee already checking the bot $1,840 → $4,100 overnight she looks at me dead serious "when can we quit?" "it's been one day" "I'M READY" /// the difference: her at her job: - wakes up tired - commutes 40 minutes - answers emails for 8 hours - makes $180/day - comes home exhausted her bot last night: - made $2,260 while she slept - never complained - never asked for a raise - just ran /// she's already texting her friends about it "you guys need to see this" i'm watching her turn into a degen in real-time it's beautiful and terrifying /// copytrade the same setup: she wants to quit tomorrow, i said give it a week, who's right?

girlfriend walked in while my bot was running watched it turn $800 into $5,200 in 14 minutes looked at me and said "what the fuck is happening" then asked if we can quit our jobs /// we're eating takeout on the couch last night she goes "you've been on that laptop for 3 hours, what are you even doing" i don't even look up "watching money print" she rolls her eyes "sure babe" i rotate the screen towards her /// she sees the terminal: live trades scrolling green everywhere numbers changing faster than she can read "what is this?" "polymarket bot" "what's it doing?" "making money while we argue about it" /// then it happens: 4:47 PM - entry on BTC 15min market $800 position at 23¢ she's actually watching now "why did it just do that?" "binance moved, polymarket hasn't updated yet, bot knows before the crowd" "that doesn't make sense" 4:51 PM - exit at 79¢ +$1,940 her jaw actually drops "WAIT WHAT" /// she grabs the laptop: won't give it back just staring watching the bot work 4:58 PM - another entry $2,740 at 31¢ "is it... is it doing it again?" 5:01 PM - exit at 84¢ +$3,980 she looks at me like i'm insane "how long has this been running?" "8 days" "HOW MUCH" i show her the dashboard started with $900 sitting at $47,300 /// complete silence: she's just staring at the number doesn't blink for like 20 seconds then: "build me one right fucking now" /// i'm laughing: "you don't even know what polymarket is" "I DON'T CARE" "you're gonna lose money" "DID THAT JUST LOSE MONEY??" pointing at the screen "no but—" "BUILD ME ONE" /// fine: set her up with $500 same binance lag strategy clicked start at 11 PM she's watching it like a hawk first trade hits +$180 she screams i'm dying laughing "babe it's one trade" "I DON'T CARE THIS IS AMAZING" /// i wake up at 3 AM: she's not in bed find her in the living room laptop open terminal running eating cereal just... watching "what are you doing" "i can't sleep, i need to see it work" $500 is now $1,840 "go to bed" "no" /// this morning: she's up before her alarm already has coffee already checking the bot $1,840 → $4,100 overnight she looks at me dead serious "when can we quit?" "it's been one day" "I'M READY" /// the difference: her at her job: - wakes up tired - commutes 40 minutes - answers emails for 8 hours - makes $180/day - comes home exhausted her bot last night: - made $2,260 while she slept - never complained - never asked for a raise - just ran /// she's already texting her friends about it "you guys need to see this" i'm watching her turn into a degen in real-time it's beautiful and terrifying /// copytrade the same setup: she wants to quit tomorrow, i said give it a week, who's right?

ZER

284,392 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад

It all started with Fuchan’s boiling water laughing video. Thank you, Professor Fu, for always showering me with endless encouragement and praise. This year, I struggled for a while over whether or not to board the birthday video train (since once I start, it turns into nine videos, and I was a little worried I might run out of ideas 🤣). But the moment I saw Fuchan laughing so hard at the birthday videos that he nearly fell over, all of those worries vanished in an instant. I just wanted to make more and more! Riding the joy from the birthday videos, I was blessed with even more unexpected emotions and happiness: The Noctyx Virtual To LIVE The Noctyx concert, The Noctyx offline meet. I never thought I’d ever get to see the ones I love meet in real life— Going out together, Cuddling on the couch to chat and nap, Handcam takoyaki time together. I thought there would be even more to come. But I never imagined we’d get to check off every item on the dream list—until the very last page. Congratulations to Fuchan on moving into the next chapter. Thank you for giving us an irreplaceable three years. No matter where you are, We baaaaaaaaaa you. Wishing you all the best, always. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 從Fu醬燒開水笑影片開始謝謝FU教授永遠大誇特誇給我這麼多鼓勵和讚美今年一度陷入要不要做生日影片列車的掙扎(因為一開工就是9支影片，還有點擔心自己會不會沒梗🤣) 但看到FU醬對著生日影片笑得東倒西歪後，這些掙扎和擔心瞬間消失了我想做更多更多！延續著生日影片的心情緊接著獲得了更多意想不到的感動和快樂 N團合唱曲 N團演唱會 N團線下從沒想過有一天能看見我愛的你們終於在現實中見面一起出門玩一起窩在沙發上聊天睡覺一起handcam吃章魚燒以為接下來還有更多更多但沒想到是夢想清單一項一項打勾直到最後一頁恭喜FU醬即將前往下一個階段謝謝FU醬帶給我們無與倫比的三年不論你在哪 We baaaaaaaaaa you 願你一切安好 THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA😭😭😭😭😭❤️🧡💛💙💜

It all started with Fuchan’s boiling water laughing video. Thank you, Professor Fu, for always showering me with endless encouragement and praise. This year, I struggled for a while over whether or not to board the birthday video train (since once I start, it turns into nine videos, and I was a little worried I might run out of ideas 🤣). But the moment I saw Fuchan laughing so hard at the birthday videos that he nearly fell over, all of those worries vanished in an instant. I just wanted to make more and more! Riding the joy from the birthday videos, I was blessed with even more unexpected emotions and happiness: The Noctyx Virtual To LIVE The Noctyx concert, The Noctyx offline meet. I never thought I’d ever get to see the ones I love meet in real life— Going out together, Cuddling on the couch to chat and nap, Handcam takoyaki time together. I thought there would be even more to come. But I never imagined we’d get to check off every item on the dream list—until the very last page. Congratulations to Fuchan on moving into the next chapter. Thank you for giving us an irreplaceable three years. No matter where you are, We baaaaaaaaaa you. Wishing you all the best, always. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 從Fu醬燒開水笑影片開始謝謝FU教授永遠大誇特誇給我這麼多鼓勵和讚美今年一度陷入要不要做生日影片列車的掙扎(因為一開工就是9支影片，還有點擔心自己會不會沒梗🤣) 但看到FU醬對著生日影片笑得東倒西歪後，這些掙扎和擔心瞬間消失了我想做更多更多！延續著生日影片的心情緊接著獲得了更多意想不到的感動和快樂 N團合唱曲 N團演唱會 N團線下從沒想過有一天能看見我愛的你們終於在現實中見面一起出門玩一起窩在沙發上聊天睡覺一起handcam吃章魚燒以為接下來還有更多更多但沒想到是夢想清單一項一項打勾直到最後一頁恭喜FU醬即將前往下一個階段謝謝FU醬帶給我們無與倫比的三年不論你在哪 We baaaaaaaaaa you 願你一切安好 THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA😭😭😭😭😭❤️🧡💛💙💜

huhu

85,362 просмотров • 1 год назад

Dear X Family, Please RT my story ❤️ My name is Julie. Darkness has been with me since the day I was born inside Ridglin. I was one of the beagles at Ridglin Farms, bred for a life I didn’t understand, a life filled with fear. I couldn’t see the others, but I could hear them. I could smell them. We were all the same—waiting, afraid. The metal bars of my cage were my whole world, and when the noise, the footsteps, and the fear got too much, I did the only thing I knew to do—I spun. Around and around, in tight circles, my paws moving fast beneath me. It was the only way I could stop the fear from crushing me, the only thing that helped when I didn’t know what else to do. The humans in white coats didn’t notice. They never did. They would come, take one of us away, and that beagle would never come back the same. Or they wouldn’t come back at all. The air was thick with anxiety, and when it filled me too much, I would spin. I’d spin and spin until the world stopped feeling so heavy. Then, one night, something different happened. I heard footsteps again, but these were softer, quicker. They didn’t sound like the humans I was used to. My ears twitched, and I pressed my body against the cage, trying to understand what was happening. Then, I felt a hand—gentle and warm in a way that wasn’t scary. It was different from the cold hands of the humans in white coats. I froze, unsure of what to do. “We’re here to help you,” a voice whispered. I wanted to trust them, but my heart was racing. My paws itched to spin, to make the anxiety go away, but the door to my cage opened, and I felt a different kind of space around me. They lifted me out, cradling me in their arms, and I trembled—not because I was cold, but because I didn’t know what would happen next. The air outside was like nothing I’d ever felt before. It smelled of life, of things growing and moving. I could feel the soft ground beneath my paws. Grass, they called it. It was strange at first, and I spun in small, tight circles, trying to understand where I was. But as I spun, something changed. I felt the soft touch of a hand on my back, and for the first time, the spinning didn’t feel necessary. They took me to a new place, one that smelled of safety and warmth. The air didn’t sting with chemicals or fear. There were no cages, just soft blankets, and voices that spoke kindly. When I spun here, it wasn’t because I was scared—it was because I didn’t know what to do with all this freedom. I still think of the others sometimes. The beagles back at Ridglin Farms, trapped in their cages, waiting, spinning like I used to. They can’t see the world they’re missing, just like I can’t, but I hope that one day they’ll feel what I feel now—freedom. The warmth of the sun on their fur, the soft ground under their paws, and the kindness of people who care. My name is Julie, and though I may never see the world, I can feel it now. I still spin sometimes, but now I know I can stop. I know what it’s like to be free. --------------------------------------------------------- This footage of Julie was captured by our friends, Wayne Hsiung and two other individuals from Direct Action Everywhere. They discovered later Julie was blind. Ridglin Farms dropped the theft charges against Wayne and two others for rescuing the three beagles. They did this to avoid further exposure of their facility to the public. On October 23rd, 2024. A court hearing was held at the Dane County Court House. Wayne and three Whistleblowers presented evidence to the judge of more abuse inside Ridglan Farms. We've published summary of what's happened since this hearing in link below. Thank you for your LOVE and RT's. You're helping save these beagles by amplifying their stories on X. #StopAnimalCruelty #stopanimaltesting

Dear X Family, Please RT my story ❤️ My name is Julie. Darkness has been with me since the day I was born inside Ridglin. I was one of the beagles at Ridglin Farms, bred for a life I didn’t understand, a life filled with fear. I couldn’t see the others, but I could hear them. I could smell them. We were all the same—waiting, afraid. The metal bars of my cage were my whole world, and when the noise, the footsteps, and the fear got too much, I did the only thing I knew to do—I spun. Around and around, in tight circles, my paws moving fast beneath me. It was the only way I could stop the fear from crushing me, the only thing that helped when I didn’t know what else to do. The humans in white coats didn’t notice. They never did. They would come, take one of us away, and that beagle would never come back the same. Or they wouldn’t come back at all. The air was thick with anxiety, and when it filled me too much, I would spin. I’d spin and spin until the world stopped feeling so heavy. Then, one night, something different happened. I heard footsteps again, but these were softer, quicker. They didn’t sound like the humans I was used to. My ears twitched, and I pressed my body against the cage, trying to understand what was happening. Then, I felt a hand—gentle and warm in a way that wasn’t scary. It was different from the cold hands of the humans in white coats. I froze, unsure of what to do. “We’re here to help you,” a voice whispered. I wanted to trust them, but my heart was racing. My paws itched to spin, to make the anxiety go away, but the door to my cage opened, and I felt a different kind of space around me. They lifted me out, cradling me in their arms, and I trembled—not because I was cold, but because I didn’t know what would happen next. The air outside was like nothing I’d ever felt before. It smelled of life, of things growing and moving. I could feel the soft ground beneath my paws. Grass, they called it. It was strange at first, and I spun in small, tight circles, trying to understand where I was. But as I spun, something changed. I felt the soft touch of a hand on my back, and for the first time, the spinning didn’t feel necessary. They took me to a new place, one that smelled of safety and warmth. The air didn’t sting with chemicals or fear. There were no cages, just soft blankets, and voices that spoke kindly. When I spun here, it wasn’t because I was scared—it was because I didn’t know what to do with all this freedom. I still think of the others sometimes. The beagles back at Ridglin Farms, trapped in their cages, waiting, spinning like I used to. They can’t see the world they’re missing, just like I can’t, but I hope that one day they’ll feel what I feel now—freedom. The warmth of the sun on their fur, the soft ground under their paws, and the kindness of people who care. My name is Julie, and though I may never see the world, I can feel it now. I still spin sometimes, but now I know I can stop. I know what it’s like to be free. --------------------------------------------------------- This footage of Julie was captured by our friends, Wayne Hsiung and two other individuals from Direct Action Everywhere. They discovered later Julie was blind. Ridglin Farms dropped the theft charges against Wayne and two others for rescuing the three beagles. They did this to avoid further exposure of their facility to the public. On October 23rd, 2024. A court hearing was held at the Dane County Court House. Wayne and three Whistleblowers presented evidence to the judge of more abuse inside Ridglan Farms. We've published summary of what's happened since this hearing in link below. Thank you for your LOVE and RT's. You're helping save these beagles by amplifying their stories on X. #StopAnimalCruelty #stopanimaltesting

Beagle Lovers And Rescuers Inc.

12,718 просмотров • 1 год назад

Last year, we casually told our American friends, who have lived in Berlin for years, “We’re going to the celebration at the gate on New Year’s Eve!” They both stared at us, horrified. One of them said, “Celia, it’s truly post-apocalyptic. It’s like the Fourth of July, but a hundred times worse. You have no idea.” I looked at her, somewhat incredulously. “We’ve survived New York City on the Fourth of July. That was chaos. How bad can it be?” Oh, I was *so* wrong. To play it safe, we left the kids with my mom, who was visiting from South Carolina. My husband and I went alone. We arrived six hours early because I was determined to be as close as possible to the stage for Riverdance (and no, I’m not joking about this 🤣). Fireworks started soon after the performances ended… but not over the gate, as you’d expect. No, they were behind us. We had to turn around to even see them. As we left, I thought, “That wasn’t so bad!”—until we realized the roads were blocked and the police were essentially herding the crowd to another part of the city. “No big deal,” I said, “We’ll just walk to the nearest S-Bahn or U-Bahn station.” And that’s when the *real* chaos started. We walked, and suddenly it felt like we’d entered a very different reality. Fireworks went off in every direction. People were running through the streets, carrying fireworks in their hands and setting them off in the streets. Smoke filled the air, and the sound of popping fireworks was deafening (and constant). Every S-Bahn and U-Bahn station we passed was closed. So we just kept walking. And walking. We finally made it to Alexanderplatz, only to discover that many of the trains were disrupted or had intermittent service. Eventually, we made it to an U-Bahn station that would take us home. By then, we were starving. We found a döner stand that was still open and packed with people. I asked the guy behind the counter, “So, have you worked on New Year’s Eve before?” He smiled and said, “Of course. That’s why I stay open this late. Berlin stays awake all night to celebrate, and people are going to want lots of döner.” Wise man. *And* maybe the best fries I’ve had in Berlin. Or, you know, maybe I was just starving. We finally made it home well after 2 AM. My kids and mom were still awake. My mom, wide-eyed, asked, “WHAT is happening out there?!” And my kids were still pressed to the windows, hoping for more fireworks—two hours after midnight. Our legs were aching from hours off standing and walking, and I have a video of my mom hysterically laughing (which she would never let me share on social media) as we told her about our night and asked, “How many ibuprofen do you think we’ll need tomorrow?” In the end, we learned that New Year’s Eve in Berlin isn’t just a celebration—it’s a wild, exhausting adventure, where chaos, excitement, and a few too many fireworks make for a night you’ll never forget.

Last year, we casually told our American friends, who have lived in Berlin for years, “We’re going to the celebration at the gate on New Year’s Eve!” They both stared at us, horrified. One of them said, “Celia, it’s truly post-apocalyptic. It’s like the Fourth of July, but a hundred times worse. You have no idea.” I looked at her, somewhat incredulously. “We’ve survived New York City on the Fourth of July. That was chaos. How bad can it be?” Oh, I was so wrong. To play it safe, we left the kids with my mom, who was visiting from South Carolina. My husband and I went alone. We arrived six hours early because I was determined to be as close as possible to the stage for Riverdance (and no, I’m not joking about this 🤣). Fireworks started soon after the performances ended… but not over the gate, as you’d expect. No, they were behind us. We had to turn around to even see them. As we left, I thought, “That wasn’t so bad!”—until we realized the roads were blocked and the police were essentially herding the crowd to another part of the city. “No big deal,” I said, “We’ll just walk to the nearest S-Bahn or U-Bahn station.” And that’s when the real chaos started. We walked, and suddenly it felt like we’d entered a very different reality. Fireworks went off in every direction. People were running through the streets, carrying fireworks in their hands and setting them off in the streets. Smoke filled the air, and the sound of popping fireworks was deafening (and constant). Every S-Bahn and U-Bahn station we passed was closed. So we just kept walking. And walking. We finally made it to Alexanderplatz, only to discover that many of the trains were disrupted or had intermittent service. Eventually, we made it to an U-Bahn station that would take us home. By then, we were starving. We found a döner stand that was still open and packed with people. I asked the guy behind the counter, “So, have you worked on New Year’s Eve before?” He smiled and said, “Of course. That’s why I stay open this late. Berlin stays awake all night to celebrate, and people are going to want lots of döner.” Wise man. And maybe the best fries I’ve had in Berlin. Or, you know, maybe I was just starving. We finally made it home well after 2 AM. My kids and mom were still awake. My mom, wide-eyed, asked, “WHAT is happening out there?!” And my kids were still pressed to the windows, hoping for more fireworks—two hours after midnight. Our legs were aching from hours off standing and walking, and I have a video of my mom hysterically laughing (which she would never let me share on social media) as we told her about our night and asked, “How many ibuprofen do you think we’ll need tomorrow?” In the end, we learned that New Year’s Eve in Berlin isn’t just a celebration—it’s a wild, exhausting adventure, where chaos, excitement, and a few too many fireworks make for a night you’ll never forget.

Celia

26,772 просмотров • 1 год назад

Absolutely heartbreaking 💔 😔 👼 Our hearts go out to you Kari Bundy 🙏 💛 “Fifteen years ago tonight, I had no idea those sweet baby laughs from my little boy would be the last I would ever hear. I did not know that would be the final time I would hold him close, warm and snuggled against me, safe in my arms. Because just after midnight on that night fifteen years ago, I leaned over his bassinet to give him one last goodnight kiss and felt the chill on his cheek. He was dead. Mason Forrest Bundy was born October 22, 2010: a bright-eyed, healthy, perfect baby. On March 1, 2011, I brought him in for his routine 4-month wellness check. I asked the doctor if we could delay or skip the vaccines. Instead we were heavily pressured. The doctor told my husband and I that refusing them, especially the DTaP, meant we were “signing his death certificate.” We relented. He received all his scheduled shots that day. Four days later, at 12:06 a.m. on March 5, I found him lifeless in his crib. The autopsy showed nothing unusual. Official cause of death: unknown. But I know what happened. Healthy babies do not simply die out of nowhere. A cluster of eight vaccines followed by sudden, unexplained death is not unknown. It is a pattern far too many families have tragically lived through. In the crushing aftermath of losing him, I began digging relentlessly into hidden risks everywhere: vaccines, pesticides, heavy metals, processed foods, environmental toxins… anything that could threaten our children's health. What started as desperate searching to understand why my healthy baby was suddenly taken became a lifelong vow to uncover truths and protect other families from the same unbearable pain I carry every single day. I will never be the same person I was before that night. And I will never stop. I will keep digging deeper into the places where these truths are buried, reading every study, every suppressed report, every whistleblower account, every piece of raw data I can get my hands on. I will keep sharing what I find, even when it is uncomfortable, even when it draws attacks or gets censored, because staying silent only shields the people and systems that failed us. I will keep fighting for real answers: for true informed consent, for honest investigations instead of quick dismissals, for policies that value our children's lives more than profits or convenience. This is not temporary. This is not something grief will ever let me walk away from. This is a promise I made the moment I understood my healthy, laughing baby was taken in a way no one wants to name. I owe it to Mason. I owe it to every child who followed the same heartbreaking path. I owe it to every parent still trusting a system that betrayed us. For Mason. I miss you more than words can say, bubba. 💛 Always.” - Kari Bundy - ✍️

Absolutely heartbreaking 💔 😔 👼 Our hearts go out to you Kari Bundy 🙏 💛 “Fifteen years ago tonight, I had no idea those sweet baby laughs from my little boy would be the last I would ever hear. I did not know that would be the final time I would hold him close, warm and snuggled against me, safe in my arms. Because just after midnight on that night fifteen years ago, I leaned over his bassinet to give him one last goodnight kiss and felt the chill on his cheek. He was dead. Mason Forrest Bundy was born October 22, 2010: a bright-eyed, healthy, perfect baby. On March 1, 2011, I brought him in for his routine 4-month wellness check. I asked the doctor if we could delay or skip the vaccines. Instead we were heavily pressured. The doctor told my husband and I that refusing them, especially the DTaP, meant we were “signing his death certificate.” We relented. He received all his scheduled shots that day. Four days later, at 12:06 a.m. on March 5, I found him lifeless in his crib. The autopsy showed nothing unusual. Official cause of death: unknown. But I know what happened. Healthy babies do not simply die out of nowhere. A cluster of eight vaccines followed by sudden, unexplained death is not unknown. It is a pattern far too many families have tragically lived through. In the crushing aftermath of losing him, I began digging relentlessly into hidden risks everywhere: vaccines, pesticides, heavy metals, processed foods, environmental toxins… anything that could threaten our children's health. What started as desperate searching to understand why my healthy baby was suddenly taken became a lifelong vow to uncover truths and protect other families from the same unbearable pain I carry every single day. I will never be the same person I was before that night. And I will never stop. I will keep digging deeper into the places where these truths are buried, reading every study, every suppressed report, every whistleblower account, every piece of raw data I can get my hands on. I will keep sharing what I find, even when it is uncomfortable, even when it draws attacks or gets censored, because staying silent only shields the people and systems that failed us. I will keep fighting for real answers: for true informed consent, for honest investigations instead of quick dismissals, for policies that value our children's lives more than profits or convenience. This is not temporary. This is not something grief will ever let me walk away from. This is a promise I made the moment I understood my healthy, laughing baby was taken in a way no one wants to name. I owe it to Mason. I owe it to every child who followed the same heartbreaking path. I owe it to every parent still trusting a system that betrayed us. For Mason. I miss you more than words can say, bubba. 💛 Always.” - Kari Bundy - ✍️

“Sudden And Unexpected”

119,203 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад

Dear ARMYs, my precious moots. This is a very personal post, not my usual chaos, so please feel free to scroll past. Before anything else, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the messages you sent me last time. I’m sorry I disappeared but I needed time to process everything, to breathe and to find the courage to write these words without falling apart all over again. And still, I’m writing with the heaviest heart, tears running down my face, while part of me continues to refuse that any of this is real. On Monday, I had my annual check-up. The previous ones had gone well, so even though the fear was quietly sitting in the corner of my mind, I kept telling myself that everything would be okay. But then the end of the day came. When it was finally time to go over my results, the two specialists who have been by my side through my previous battles entered the room together. And I knew immediately. Because they only come in together when something is wrong. They started talking and I could hear their voices but my brain refused to take in what they were saying. Their words seemed to float somewhere around me without truly landing. Until a few of them finally did. A new diagnosis. Surgery. No time to wait. And even then my mind refused to accept it. After the shock came the realization.The fear. Then the sadness. Then the anger. Then that cruel, crushing feeling of injustice. I cried.I was scared.I still am. My thoughts went immediately to my children and my mother,my family. Then to BTS, ARMY and all the purple moments I thought were waiting for us. But this is not something I can ignore, postpone or pretend is small. I have to undergo surgery next Monday, followed by a strict one-month recovery. And this is the part that hurts beyond words: I won’t be able to attend any of the boys’ shows. Because these concerts were never “just concerts” to me. They were light and hope. They were something beautiful to hold onto whenever life felt too heavy. I had imagined Brussels and Paris with you: the songs, the fanchants, the laughter, the tears, the chaos, the friendships and that overwhelming feeling of being alive among thousands of purple hearts. Among my other family.

Dear ARMYs, my precious moots. This is a very personal post, not my usual chaos, so please feel free to scroll past. Before anything else, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the messages you sent me last time. I’m sorry I disappeared but I needed time to process everything, to breathe and to find the courage to write these words without falling apart all over again. And still, I’m writing with the heaviest heart, tears running down my face, while part of me continues to refuse that any of this is real. On Monday, I had my annual check-up. The previous ones had gone well, so even though the fear was quietly sitting in the corner of my mind, I kept telling myself that everything would be okay. But then the end of the day came. When it was finally time to go over my results, the two specialists who have been by my side through my previous battles entered the room together. And I knew immediately. Because they only come in together when something is wrong. They started talking and I could hear their voices but my brain refused to take in what they were saying. Their words seemed to float somewhere around me without truly landing. Until a few of them finally did. A new diagnosis. Surgery. No time to wait. And even then my mind refused to accept it. After the shock came the realization.The fear. Then the sadness. Then the anger. Then that cruel, crushing feeling of injustice. I cried.I was scared.I still am. My thoughts went immediately to my children and my mother,my family. Then to BTS, ARMY and all the purple moments I thought were waiting for us. But this is not something I can ignore, postpone or pretend is small. I have to undergo surgery next Monday, followed by a strict one-month recovery. And this is the part that hurts beyond words: I won’t be able to attend any of the boys’ shows. Because these concerts were never “just concerts” to me. They were light and hope. They were something beautiful to hold onto whenever life felt too heavy. I had imagined Brussels and Paris with you: the songs, the fanchants, the laughter, the tears, the chaos, the friendships and that overwhelming feeling of being alive among thousands of purple hearts. Among my other family.

French Army_C | ⊙⊝⊜

25,430 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

#WilliamEst #วิลเลี่ยมเอส ———— [2025 Year in Review] 🎸: Wow, that's a great question. Let me take my time with this... 🦈: This is going to be a long story—could probably talk about it for an hour. 🎸: If I had to summarize briefly, I feel like I've been constantly growing. More people know us now, and I feel like I've put more of myself into each project. The longer you're in this industry, the more you want to make your work better. 🦈: Honestly, this year has been like a roller coaster. Full of ups and downs, full of changes. But I think it's been an amazing year because we've really been through so much. This was also the year ThamePo aired, and seeing everything that's happened, I'm really happy. 🦈: I'm happy too. We often say we hope to keep growing together. From being paired up, auditioning together, being cast as the leads of ThamePo—back then we weren't even sure if we could work as a CP, if we'd get along, how the project would turn out, or if people would like us. But having come this far and been through so much, I think as long as you believe in yourself and believe in your partner... In the end, I'm just really happy to be where we are today, and I'm incredibly grateful for our fans' tremendous support. [Surprises of 2025] 🎸: Speaking of surprises, I'd say it's today. Because I never imagined I could win an acting award. This really exceeded my expectations. Receiving this award motivates me even more to act and to learn. I feel like I'm still lacking in this area—I've often asked P'Est or others for advice, just wanting to keep getting better. 🦈: There have been many memorable moments, but I also want to say today. I'm really happy to receive this award. I actually have a lot of trophies at home, but they're all from swimming competitions—from school to university, to national and international competitions. I never thought I could win an award outside of swimming. Today I received my first entertainment industry award, and my mom even texted saying she's proud of me. I'm happy to make the people around me proud, and I'm happy I chose this path. This award is also proof that I made the right choice. [Goals for 2026] 🎸: My goal for next year is to become a better actor. I want to keep improving my skills. 🎸: Also, I want to release solo single. I want to try and explore more different things, including various music styles. 🦈: I hope more people will pay attention to our work, and I hope more people will discover us. I also hope that both William's and my individual projects, as well as our collaborative work, can take us further. [Three Songs for 2025] 🦈: When it comes to three songs that represent 2025, everyone knows ระหว่างทาง (Along the Way) has to be one of them. 🦈: The lyrics of this song really fit us. We often say the road to success isn't easy, but because we have each other, it doesn't feel as hard. 🦈: There's also ยังคู่กัน (Still Together). We're still together, just like William said at the ThamePo Final EP—no matter what the future holds, we're still WilliamEst. 🦈: The last one is Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You. Nothing can change our love for each other. Because I feel like we've already been through so many difficult things, and if something difficult happens again in the future, it won't be as hard as before. Even if it is hard, it can no longer change us. 🎸: Yes. My first choice is also ระหว่างทาง (Along the Way). I chose this song because getting to this point, standing here—it's been really hard. I never imagined what life would be like now, how many twists and drama we'd go through. But we faced problems together, learned together, and now everything is on track. This song is really touching. 🎸: Another one is คนสุดท้าย (The Last One). This song was also played at our fan meeting. We talked from the very beginning about how much we love this song, including because of the lyrics. I might have never said this before, but if I ever get to do another BL or something like that in the future, P'Est is my only partner. There won't be anyone else. 🎸: He's the first and the last. I don't want to get to know and adjust to a new person anymore because it's too exhausting. From getting to know each other, to truly understanding each other, to the chemistry we have now—this journey has been really difficult. So I've always thought this in my heart, and I've always believed it: I hope he's truly the last one. MC: How do you feel hearing this? 🦈: I'm very touched hearing this. Actually, I've always had this sense of security. When I feel uncertain, he's always the one who stays firm. Even though I know how he feels, having him say it in front of the media and everyone still surprises me. Because we really went through times when we never thought we'd be where we are today, so deep down I'd already prepared myself for all kinds of possibilities. But when those things didn't happen, I actually felt relieved, and in the end it made this relationship even stronger. 🎸: The last song is สิ่งที่มีกำลังเกิด (What's Happening). Every line, every part of this song really hits deep. It's like two people from different worlds meeting and then walking hand in hand—like some kind of destined fate. So I chose this one.

#WilliamEst #วิลเลี่ยมเอส ———— [2025 Year in Review] 🎸: Wow, that's a great question. Let me take my time with this... 🦈: This is going to be a long story—could probably talk about it for an hour. 🎸: If I had to summarize briefly, I feel like I've been constantly growing. More people know us now, and I feel like I've put more of myself into each project. The longer you're in this industry, the more you want to make your work better. 🦈: Honestly, this year has been like a roller coaster. Full of ups and downs, full of changes. But I think it's been an amazing year because we've really been through so much. This was also the year ThamePo aired, and seeing everything that's happened, I'm really happy. 🦈: I'm happy too. We often say we hope to keep growing together. From being paired up, auditioning together, being cast as the leads of ThamePo—back then we weren't even sure if we could work as a CP, if we'd get along, how the project would turn out, or if people would like us. But having come this far and been through so much, I think as long as you believe in yourself and believe in your partner... In the end, I'm just really happy to be where we are today, and I'm incredibly grateful for our fans' tremendous support. [Surprises of 2025] 🎸: Speaking of surprises, I'd say it's today. Because I never imagined I could win an acting award. This really exceeded my expectations. Receiving this award motivates me even more to act and to learn. I feel like I'm still lacking in this area—I've often asked P'Est or others for advice, just wanting to keep getting better. 🦈: There have been many memorable moments, but I also want to say today. I'm really happy to receive this award. I actually have a lot of trophies at home, but they're all from swimming competitions—from school to university, to national and international competitions. I never thought I could win an award outside of swimming. Today I received my first entertainment industry award, and my mom even texted saying she's proud of me. I'm happy to make the people around me proud, and I'm happy I chose this path. This award is also proof that I made the right choice. [Goals for 2026] 🎸: My goal for next year is to become a better actor. I want to keep improving my skills. 🎸: Also, I want to release solo single. I want to try and explore more different things, including various music styles. 🦈: I hope more people will pay attention to our work, and I hope more people will discover us. I also hope that both William's and my individual projects, as well as our collaborative work, can take us further. [Three Songs for 2025] 🦈: When it comes to three songs that represent 2025, everyone knows ระหว่างทาง (Along the Way) has to be one of them. 🦈: The lyrics of this song really fit us. We often say the road to success isn't easy, but because we have each other, it doesn't feel as hard. 🦈: There's also ยังคู่กัน (Still Together). We're still together, just like William said at the ThamePo Final EP—no matter what the future holds, we're still WilliamEst. 🦈: The last one is Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You. Nothing can change our love for each other. Because I feel like we've already been through so many difficult things, and if something difficult happens again in the future, it won't be as hard as before. Even if it is hard, it can no longer change us. 🎸: Yes. My first choice is also ระหว่างทาง (Along the Way). I chose this song because getting to this point, standing here—it's been really hard. I never imagined what life would be like now, how many twists and drama we'd go through. But we faced problems together, learned together, and now everything is on track. This song is really touching. 🎸: Another one is คนสุดท้าย (The Last One). This song was also played at our fan meeting. We talked from the very beginning about how much we love this song, including because of the lyrics. I might have never said this before, but if I ever get to do another BL or something like that in the future, P'Est is my only partner. There won't be anyone else. 🎸: He's the first and the last. I don't want to get to know and adjust to a new person anymore because it's too exhausting. From getting to know each other, to truly understanding each other, to the chemistry we have now—this journey has been really difficult. So I've always thought this in my heart, and I've always believed it: I hope he's truly the last one. MC: How do you feel hearing this? 🦈: I'm very touched hearing this. Actually, I've always had this sense of security. When I feel uncertain, he's always the one who stays firm. Even though I know how he feels, having him say it in front of the media and everyone still surprises me. Because we really went through times when we never thought we'd be where we are today, so deep down I'd already prepared myself for all kinds of possibilities. But when those things didn't happen, I actually felt relieved, and in the end it made this relationship even stronger. 🎸: The last song is สิ่งที่มีกำลังเกิด (What's Happening). Every line, every part of this song really hits deep. It's like two people from different worlds meeting and then walking hand in hand—like some kind of destined fate. So I chose this one.

SUDA

61,018 просмотров • 7 месяцев назад

Bill Maher reveals Trump was 'gracious and measured' at White House meeting, says he's not the man seen on TV | Joseph A. Wulfsohn, Fox News 'I never felt I had to walk on eggshells around him,' Maher told his audience "Real Time" host Bill Maher revealed details Friday of his meeting last week with President Donald Trump at the White House, saying Trump was more gracious and good-humored than he expected. "You can hate me for it, but I'm not a liar. Trump was gracious and measured," Maher said. "And why isn't that in other settings- I don't know, and I can't answer, and it's not my place to answer. I'm just telling you what I saw, and I wasn't high." Maher mocked those who treated the White House visit like it was "some kind of summit" brokered by their mutual friend Kid Rock, calling them "ridiculous." "I have no power. I'm a f---ing comedian, and he's the most powerful leader in the world!" Maher exclaimed. "I'm not the leader of anything, except maybe a contingent of centrist-minded people who think there's got to be a better way of running this country than hating each other every minute." Maher shared a printout of the insults Trump had leveled at him over the years, which Trump signed with "good humor." "And I know as I say that, millions of liberal sphincters just tightened. ‘Oh, my God, Bill, you gonna say something nice about him?’ What I'm gonna do is report exactly what happened," Maher said, adding he "didn't go MAGA. And to the president's credit, there was no pressure to." The HBO host expressed his surprise about how Trump laughs, something he said he had never seen him do in public, telling his audience, "He does, including at himself." "And it's not fake. Believe me, as a comedian of 40 years, I know a fake laugh when I hear it," Maher said. Maher credited Trump for being "much more self-aware than he lets on in public," revealing the subject of the 2020 election came up during his tour of the White House and that he "didn't get mad" how Maher brought up Trump's rare admission that he had lost. "Look, I get it. It doesn't matter who he is at a private dinner with a comedian. It matters who he is on the world stage. I'm just taking as a positive that this person exists. Because everything I've ever not liked about him was, I swear to God, absent at least on this night with this guy," Maher said. "I've had so many conversations with prominent people who are much less connected, people who don't look you in the eye, people don't really listen because they just want to get to their next thing… None of that was him, and he mostly steered the conversation to ‘What do you think about this?’ I know, your mind is blown. So is mine." Maher said there were several moments where he cracked a joke at Trump's expense or contradicted him on various topics, but it was "no problem" between the two of them. "I never felt I had to walk on eggshells around him," he told his audience. "And honestly, I voted for Clinton and Obama, but I would never feel comfortable talking to them the way I was able to talk with Donald Trump. That's just how it went down. Make of it what you will. Me? I feel it's emblematic of why the Democrats are so unpopular these days." Maher recalled the "most surreal" part of the entire experience was when he returned home to watch "60 Minutes" and saw a clip of Trump from a podium "ranting" and shouting insults. "And I'm like, 'Who's that guy? What happened to Glinda the Good Witch?'" Maher quipped. "'And why can't we get the guy I met to the public guy?' And I'm not saying it's our responsibility to do that. It's not. I'm just reporting exactly what I saw over two-and-a-half hours. I went into the mine, and that's what's down there." "A crazy person doesn't live in the White House, a person who plays a crazy person on TV a lot lives there, which I know is f---ed up. It's just not as f---ed up as I thought it was, and I have no illusions now that I'm back to work at my job, that he might start a new list," Maher said, holding up the printout of Trump's insults to him. "Because I don't have a good feeling and will be critical about a lot of what he's doing- the trade war and disappearing people, ruling by decree, threatening judges, gutting the government with glee." "But I also think he now understands I have a job to do, or at least he did on this night, because he said to me early on that he'd seen our last episode, which was the Friday before this dinner, and he said, 'I thought maybe you'd be nice, but you hit me really hard.' I did because I'm not going to pull my punches that presidents get to propose a third term for themselves. He understood that, and without animus, that doesn't mean he's not going to try to do it," he continued. Maher said he walked away with nothing from the White House except "hats and a very generous amount of time and a willingness to listen and accept me as a possible friend, even though I'm not MAGA, which was the point of the dinner." Videos h/t: Vigilant Fox 🦊 Read more:

Bill Maher reveals Trump was 'gracious and measured' at White House meeting, says he's not the man seen on TV | Joseph A. Wulfsohn, Fox News 'I never felt I had to walk on eggshells around him,' Maher told his audience "Real Time" host Bill Maher revealed details Friday of his meeting last week with President Donald Trump at the White House, saying Trump was more gracious and good-humored than he expected. "You can hate me for it, but I'm not a liar. Trump was gracious and measured," Maher said. "And why isn't that in other settings- I don't know, and I can't answer, and it's not my place to answer. I'm just telling you what I saw, and I wasn't high." Maher mocked those who treated the White House visit like it was "some kind of summit" brokered by their mutual friend Kid Rock, calling them "ridiculous." "I have no power. I'm a f---ing comedian, and he's the most powerful leader in the world!" Maher exclaimed. "I'm not the leader of anything, except maybe a contingent of centrist-minded people who think there's got to be a better way of running this country than hating each other every minute." Maher shared a printout of the insults Trump had leveled at him over the years, which Trump signed with "good humor." "And I know as I say that, millions of liberal sphincters just tightened. ‘Oh, my God, Bill, you gonna say something nice about him?’ What I'm gonna do is report exactly what happened," Maher said, adding he "didn't go MAGA. And to the president's credit, there was no pressure to." The HBO host expressed his surprise about how Trump laughs, something he said he had never seen him do in public, telling his audience, "He does, including at himself." "And it's not fake. Believe me, as a comedian of 40 years, I know a fake laugh when I hear it," Maher said. Maher credited Trump for being "much more self-aware than he lets on in public," revealing the subject of the 2020 election came up during his tour of the White House and that he "didn't get mad" how Maher brought up Trump's rare admission that he had lost. "Look, I get it. It doesn't matter who he is at a private dinner with a comedian. It matters who he is on the world stage. I'm just taking as a positive that this person exists. Because everything I've ever not liked about him was, I swear to God, absent at least on this night with this guy," Maher said. "I've had so many conversations with prominent people who are much less connected, people who don't look you in the eye, people don't really listen because they just want to get to their next thing… None of that was him, and he mostly steered the conversation to ‘What do you think about this?’ I know, your mind is blown. So is mine." Maher said there were several moments where he cracked a joke at Trump's expense or contradicted him on various topics, but it was "no problem" between the two of them. "I never felt I had to walk on eggshells around him," he told his audience. "And honestly, I voted for Clinton and Obama, but I would never feel comfortable talking to them the way I was able to talk with Donald Trump. That's just how it went down. Make of it what you will. Me? I feel it's emblematic of why the Democrats are so unpopular these days." Maher recalled the "most surreal" part of the entire experience was when he returned home to watch "60 Minutes" and saw a clip of Trump from a podium "ranting" and shouting insults. "And I'm like, 'Who's that guy? What happened to Glinda the Good Witch?'" Maher quipped. "'And why can't we get the guy I met to the public guy?' And I'm not saying it's our responsibility to do that. It's not. I'm just reporting exactly what I saw over two-and-a-half hours. I went into the mine, and that's what's down there." "A crazy person doesn't live in the White House, a person who plays a crazy person on TV a lot lives there, which I know is f---ed up. It's just not as f---ed up as I thought it was, and I have no illusions now that I'm back to work at my job, that he might start a new list," Maher said, holding up the printout of Trump's insults to him. "Because I don't have a good feeling and will be critical about a lot of what he's doing- the trade war and disappearing people, ruling by decree, threatening judges, gutting the government with glee." "But I also think he now understands I have a job to do, or at least he did on this night, because he said to me early on that he'd seen our last episode, which was the Friday before this dinner, and he said, 'I thought maybe you'd be nice, but you hit me really hard.' I did because I'm not going to pull my punches that presidents get to propose a third term for themselves. He understood that, and without animus, that doesn't mean he's not going to try to do it," he continued. Maher said he walked away with nothing from the White House except "hats and a very generous amount of time and a willingness to listen and accept me as a possible friend, even though I'm not MAGA, which was the point of the dinner." Videos h/t: Vigilant Fox 🦊 Read more:

Owen Gregorian

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A Christian friend of mine called me last night to talk about the problem of animal suffering because of Alex O'Connor’s debate with William Lane Craig. He was concerned because he thinks that Alex made a good argument. Before I give my thoughts let’s get one thing straight: This is not a logical argument, it’s an emotional argument. The atheist always taps into our emotions to when they talk about this. We’re asked to think of things like a Zebra getting his windpipe crushed by a lion so that as we deal with the argument we’re feeling, rather than thinking. So before I give a few brief remarks, let’s all turn our brains back on and the feelings off (if you can) and actually consider this rationally. 1. Alex and many other atheists bring up suffering as if it adds onto itself, so here’s one instance of suffering and that’s one, and here’s another instance in another animal so that’s two, three, etc… but why? Why are we adding up individual creature suffering and putting it all into the same bin of “suffering?” Every individual experiences its own local suffering, that’s it. There’s no aggregate. There’s no “pool of suffering.” The move to stack one animal’s suffering on top of another animal is silly. I don’t see any justification for it. 2. Suffering just means not getting what you want, that’s it, and it’s temporary. Yesterday at the pool my daughter stubbed her toe. She said “ow!” She hopped around, and then she forgot all about it and went back to playing. It wasn’t a big deal. Atheists act like suffering is just the end of the world and frankly it’s childish. We all suffer, we all don’t get what we want, so what? Why is God obligated to give us what we want all the time? He isn’t. Not only that but suffering can make people better, it helps you appreciate things, learn lessons, etc. There’s nothing about suffering that indicates it’s some kind of evil thing that God must stop and shouldn’t be allowing. To really make my point imagine a world without suffering and then someone gets a tummy ache. He’s now suffering. Should we now think God doesn’t exist because one man got an ache in his tum tum? I think not. What about two aches, in two tum tums? See where I’m going? There’s nothing incompatible with God and suffering. This is just emotional manipulation. 3. Suffering has a lot to do with frame of reference. If you turned a human into an ant, they’d probably suffer a lot, but that’s because they know what it is to not be an ant. Compared to a human, ants live very difficult lives. But does the ant know that? No, an ant is just an ant. That’s all it knows. It has no frame of reference and what we might find horrible, an ant finds mundane and normal. In other words, it’s entirely possible that animals don’t suffer nearly as much as we think they do, and the only reason we think they suffer is because we’re projecting ourselves onto them. If WE were them, we wouldn’t like it. But that doesn’t necessarily follow, I would hate to be a fly eating poop all day, but does a fly suffer when they eat poop? No, they love it. The other day I saw a video of a woman with no arms, just legs. She could do everything—drive, get dressed, etc. When we see a woman without arms we imagine they’re suffering because we love our arms, but she’s never had them. So is she suffering? Or is this just all she knows? So it’s not obvious that animals suffer anywhere near as much as we imagine they do. 4. Lastly, according to what worldview is suffering “bad?” When the atheist points at suffering as an evil/bad thing, are they doing that from their atheism, or from our worldview as Christians? Does the atheist need to borrow from our worldview to even make sense of the idea that there’s something wrong with suffering? Or are they able to conjure this metaphysical idea of “badness” up on atheism as well? This really needs to be pushed on. I don’t think for one second that atheism can account for something like “badness,” so the very thing they want to complain about is totally fine according to their own worldview. If that’s the case, which worldview is less likely to be true… the Christian worldview where we have sin and badness, or the atheist worldview where things just happen, events… and the moral dimension is nothing but a programmed illusion? I think it goes without saying that the atheist worldview is far less likely to be true if that’s the case, and if it isn’t, the atheist has a lot of work to do in explaining how their absurd worldview can make sense of why wrongness exists. We need to stop granting atheists access to metaphysics that make absolutely no sense on their own worldview.

A Christian friend of mine called me last night to talk about the problem of animal suffering because of Alex O'Connor’s debate with William Lane Craig. He was concerned because he thinks that Alex made a good argument. Before I give my thoughts let’s get one thing straight: This is not a logical argument, it’s an emotional argument. The atheist always taps into our emotions to when they talk about this. We’re asked to think of things like a Zebra getting his windpipe crushed by a lion so that as we deal with the argument we’re feeling, rather than thinking. So before I give a few brief remarks, let’s all turn our brains back on and the feelings off (if you can) and actually consider this rationally. 1. Alex and many other atheists bring up suffering as if it adds onto itself, so here’s one instance of suffering and that’s one, and here’s another instance in another animal so that’s two, three, etc… but why? Why are we adding up individual creature suffering and putting it all into the same bin of “suffering?” Every individual experiences its own local suffering, that’s it. There’s no aggregate. There’s no “pool of suffering.” The move to stack one animal’s suffering on top of another animal is silly. I don’t see any justification for it. 2. Suffering just means not getting what you want, that’s it, and it’s temporary. Yesterday at the pool my daughter stubbed her toe. She said “ow!” She hopped around, and then she forgot all about it and went back to playing. It wasn’t a big deal. Atheists act like suffering is just the end of the world and frankly it’s childish. We all suffer, we all don’t get what we want, so what? Why is God obligated to give us what we want all the time? He isn’t. Not only that but suffering can make people better, it helps you appreciate things, learn lessons, etc. There’s nothing about suffering that indicates it’s some kind of evil thing that God must stop and shouldn’t be allowing. To really make my point imagine a world without suffering and then someone gets a tummy ache. He’s now suffering. Should we now think God doesn’t exist because one man got an ache in his tum tum? I think not. What about two aches, in two tum tums? See where I’m going? There’s nothing incompatible with God and suffering. This is just emotional manipulation. 3. Suffering has a lot to do with frame of reference. If you turned a human into an ant, they’d probably suffer a lot, but that’s because they know what it is to not be an ant. Compared to a human, ants live very difficult lives. But does the ant know that? No, an ant is just an ant. That’s all it knows. It has no frame of reference and what we might find horrible, an ant finds mundane and normal. In other words, it’s entirely possible that animals don’t suffer nearly as much as we think they do, and the only reason we think they suffer is because we’re projecting ourselves onto them. If WE were them, we wouldn’t like it. But that doesn’t necessarily follow, I would hate to be a fly eating poop all day, but does a fly suffer when they eat poop? No, they love it. The other day I saw a video of a woman with no arms, just legs. She could do everything—drive, get dressed, etc. When we see a woman without arms we imagine they’re suffering because we love our arms, but she’s never had them. So is she suffering? Or is this just all she knows? So it’s not obvious that animals suffer anywhere near as much as we imagine they do. 4. Lastly, according to what worldview is suffering “bad?” When the atheist points at suffering as an evil/bad thing, are they doing that from their atheism, or from our worldview as Christians? Does the atheist need to borrow from our worldview to even make sense of the idea that there’s something wrong with suffering? Or are they able to conjure this metaphysical idea of “badness” up on atheism as well? This really needs to be pushed on. I don’t think for one second that atheism can account for something like “badness,” so the very thing they want to complain about is totally fine according to their own worldview. If that’s the case, which worldview is less likely to be true… the Christian worldview where we have sin and badness, or the atheist worldview where things just happen, events… and the moral dimension is nothing but a programmed illusion? I think it goes without saying that the atheist worldview is far less likely to be true if that’s the case, and if it isn’t, the atheist has a lot of work to do in explaining how their absurd worldview can make sense of why wrongness exists. We need to stop granting atheists access to metaphysics that make absolutely no sense on their own worldview.

Darwin to Jesus

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