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The 20-year-old Mujahid was the victim of a conspiracy between his acquaintance and doctors from the local medical college of Begrajpur in Muzaffarnagar, Uttar Pradesh. Mujahid, a resident of the village of Sanjak, claims that a man named Omprakash has been threatening and harassing him for the past two years. Then the Mujahid was told that he had health problems that required examination. Accompanied by Omprakash, he went to the hospital, where doctors allegedly, without his knowledge, anesthetized him and performed a sex reassignment operation. As a result, Mujahid lost his penis and testicles. "He brought me here, and the next morning I had an operation. When I regained consciousness, I was told that I had been turned from a boy into a girl," Mujahid recalls. Omprakash subsequently allegedly told the man that he would have to live with him now, as no one from his family or village would accept him anymore. Omprakash also threatened to kill Mujahid's father and take away his share of the family land. He said that he had hired a lawyer and now he would force her to marry him.

The 20-year-old Mujahid was the victim of a conspiracy between his acquaintance and doctors from the local medical college of Begrajpur in Muzaffarnagar, Uttar Pradesh. Mujahid, a resident of the village of Sanjak, claims that a man named Omprakash has been threatening and harassing him for the past two years. Then the Mujahid was told that he had health problems that required examination. Accompanied by Omprakash, he went to the hospital, where doctors allegedly, without his knowledge, anesthetized him and performed a sex reassignment operation. As a result, Mujahid lost his penis and testicles. "He brought me here, and the next morning I had an operation. When I regained consciousness, I was told that I had been turned from a boy into a girl," Mujahid recalls. Omprakash subsequently allegedly told the man that he would have to live with him now, as no one from his family or village would accept him anymore. Omprakash also threatened to kill Mujahid's father and take away his share of the family land. He said that he had hired a lawyer and now he would force her to marry him.

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🇺🇸🙏🇺🇸 Bruce Crandall kept turning his helicopter back toward the gunfire. It was November 14, 1965, in the la Drang Valley, Vietnam. American soldiers were surrounded and outnumbered. Enemy fire was so intense that medical evacuation helicopters refused to land. Wounded men were bleeding out on the battlefield. Crandall did not accept that. Born on February 17, 1933, in Olympia, Washington, he was a 32 year old Army major commanding an air cavalry unit. When he learned that injured soldiers were trapped without ammunition or medical support, he made a decision that could cost him everything. He flew into the landing zone. Not once. 22 times. Each time, bullets ripped through the air. His helicopter was hit repeatedly. The landing zone was barely secure. Soldiers dove for cover as he touched down. He delivered ammunition. He loaded the wounded. He lifted off again into enemy fire. Other pilots refused to fly. Crandall kept going. By the end of the day, dozens of soldiers were evacuated because he refused to leave them behind. Many later said they would have died without those flights. For his actions, he was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross. It was later upgraded to the Medal of Honor in 2007, 42 years after the battle. He had already retired as a colonel. For decades, few outside military circles knew his name. He once flew straight into overwhelming fire 22 times so others could live. Recognition came nearly half a century later.

🇺🇸🙏🇺🇸 Bruce Crandall kept turning his helicopter back toward the gunfire. It was November 14, 1965, in the la Drang Valley, Vietnam. American soldiers were surrounded and outnumbered. Enemy fire was so intense that medical evacuation helicopters refused to land. Wounded men were bleeding out on the battlefield. Crandall did not accept that. Born on February 17, 1933, in Olympia, Washington, he was a 32 year old Army major commanding an air cavalry unit. When he learned that injured soldiers were trapped without ammunition or medical support, he made a decision that could cost him everything. He flew into the landing zone. Not once. 22 times. Each time, bullets ripped through the air. His helicopter was hit repeatedly. The landing zone was barely secure. Soldiers dove for cover as he touched down. He delivered ammunition. He loaded the wounded. He lifted off again into enemy fire. Other pilots refused to fly. Crandall kept going. By the end of the day, dozens of soldiers were evacuated because he refused to leave them behind. Many later said they would have died without those flights. For his actions, he was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross. It was later upgraded to the Medal of Honor in 2007, 42 years after the battle. He had already retired as a colonel. For decades, few outside military circles knew his name. He once flew straight into overwhelming fire 22 times so others could live. Recognition came nearly half a century later.

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A 1st Century AD, Roman fresco from the vestibule of the House of the Vettii in Pompeii depicts the rustic fertility god Priapus weighing his oversized phallus against a bag of coins on a pair of scales... In Greek mythology, Priapus was a minor rustic fertility god, protector of livestock, fruit plants, gardens and male genitalia. Priapos was depicted as a dwarfish man with a huge member, symbolising garden fertility, a peaked Phrygian cap, indicating his origin as a Mysian god, and a basket weighed down with fruit. Priapus was the god of vegetable gardens, and also a protector of beehives, flocks and vineyards. He was best noted for his huge, permanently erect penis, which gave rise to medical term 'Priapism'. Priapus was described in varying sources as son of Aphrodite by Dionysus; as son of Dionysus and Chione; as perhaps father or son of Hermes; or as son of Zeus or Pan. According to legend, Hera cursed him with inconvenient impotence (he could not sustain an erection when time came for sexual intercourse), ugliness and foul-mindedness while he was still in Aphrodite's womb, in revenge for hero Paris having temerity to judge Aphrodite more beautiful than Hera. Other gods refused to allow him to live on Mount Olympus and threw him down to Earth, leaving him on a hillside. He was eventually found by shepherds and was brought up by them. Priapus joined Pan and satyrs as a spirit of fertility and growth, though he was perennially frustrated by his impotence. In a ribald anecdote told by Ovid, he attempted to rape goddess Hestia but was thwarted by an ass, whose braying caused him to lose his erection at critical moment and woke Hestia. The episode gave him a lasting hatred of asses and a willingness to see them killed in his honour. Emblem of his lustful nature was his permanent erection and his large penis. Another myth states that he pursued nymph Lotis until gods took pity on her and turned her into a lotus plant. According to some scholars, Priapus, was unknown to the most ancient poets, or not mentioned by them, was declared at god only in later (Roman) times. He was particularly honoured in the city of Priapus in the Troad, and it is said that his worship was probably transferred there from Orneae, a city west of Mycenae. Other phallic deities such as Attic Orthanes, Conisalus, and Tychon, resemble Priapus. His cult was introduced to Greece from Lampsakos (Lampsacus) in Asia Minor and his mythology subsequently reinterpreted. Primitive statues of the god were set-up in vegetable gardens to promote fertility. These also doubled as scarecrows, keeping the birds away. Some researchers believe that size of male sexual organ has little or no relevance, but this lustful god has been assumed to think that greatest advantage with his enormous penis is that no female can be too roomy for him. When a certain ass once had a contest with Priapus on the matter of the size of their sexual organs, beast was defeated by god and killed by him. Others say that ass was killed for a different reason; they tell that after a party in countryside, Priapus tried to ravish nymph Lotis and that when everybody was asleep after feasting and drinking, Priapus approached her silently. But when he was close to fulfil his wish, saddle-ass of Silenus gave out an ill-timed roar, which made nymph to start up. Lotis pushed off Priapus and fled, but only way to escape him was to turn into flower called lotus. For having caused him to lose this girl, Priapus killed Silenus' ass, and that is why in Lampsacus, a city on Hellespont in northwestern Asia Minor where he was more revered than any other god, they used to sacrifice this animal to god. National Archaeological Museum, Naples 🎥© davide.ferro.official #archaeohistories

A 1st Century AD, Roman fresco from the vestibule of the House of the Vettii in Pompeii depicts the rustic fertility god Priapus weighing his oversized phallus against a bag of coins on a pair of scales... In Greek mythology, Priapus was a minor rustic fertility god, protector of livestock, fruit plants, gardens and male genitalia. Priapos was depicted as a dwarfish man with a huge member, symbolising garden fertility, a peaked Phrygian cap, indicating his origin as a Mysian god, and a basket weighed down with fruit. Priapus was the god of vegetable gardens, and also a protector of beehives, flocks and vineyards. He was best noted for his huge, permanently erect penis, which gave rise to medical term 'Priapism'. Priapus was described in varying sources as son of Aphrodite by Dionysus; as son of Dionysus and Chione; as perhaps father or son of Hermes; or as son of Zeus or Pan. According to legend, Hera cursed him with inconvenient impotence (he could not sustain an erection when time came for sexual intercourse), ugliness and foul-mindedness while he was still in Aphrodite's womb, in revenge for hero Paris having temerity to judge Aphrodite more beautiful than Hera. Other gods refused to allow him to live on Mount Olympus and threw him down to Earth, leaving him on a hillside. He was eventually found by shepherds and was brought up by them. Priapus joined Pan and satyrs as a spirit of fertility and growth, though he was perennially frustrated by his impotence. In a ribald anecdote told by Ovid, he attempted to rape goddess Hestia but was thwarted by an ass, whose braying caused him to lose his erection at critical moment and woke Hestia. The episode gave him a lasting hatred of asses and a willingness to see them killed in his honour. Emblem of his lustful nature was his permanent erection and his large penis. Another myth states that he pursued nymph Lotis until gods took pity on her and turned her into a lotus plant. According to some scholars, Priapus, was unknown to the most ancient poets, or not mentioned by them, was declared at god only in later (Roman) times. He was particularly honoured in the city of Priapus in the Troad, and it is said that his worship was probably transferred there from Orneae, a city west of Mycenae. Other phallic deities such as Attic Orthanes, Conisalus, and Tychon, resemble Priapus. His cult was introduced to Greece from Lampsakos (Lampsacus) in Asia Minor and his mythology subsequently reinterpreted. Primitive statues of the god were set-up in vegetable gardens to promote fertility. These also doubled as scarecrows, keeping the birds away. Some researchers believe that size of male sexual organ has little or no relevance, but this lustful god has been assumed to think that greatest advantage with his enormous penis is that no female can be too roomy for him. When a certain ass once had a contest with Priapus on the matter of the size of their sexual organs, beast was defeated by god and killed by him. Others say that ass was killed for a different reason; they tell that after a party in countryside, Priapus tried to ravish nymph Lotis and that when everybody was asleep after feasting and drinking, Priapus approached her silently. But when he was close to fulfil his wish, saddle-ass of Silenus gave out an ill-timed roar, which made nymph to start up. Lotis pushed off Priapus and fled, but only way to escape him was to turn into flower called lotus. For having caused him to lose this girl, Priapus killed Silenus' ass, and that is why in Lampsacus, a city on Hellespont in northwestern Asia Minor where he was more revered than any other god, they used to sacrifice this animal to god. National Archaeological Museum, Naples 🎥© davide.ferro.official #archaeohistories

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On his last night hosting the Jimmy Kimmel show, Jelly Roll went back to pretending to be a God-fearing, gospel-loving man and doing his victim-crying bit. He was also spotted on the street saying he is now looked at as more of a criminal than when he was a criminal. With that, I wrap up the week of Jelly Roll posts. He is a fraud, and whatever happens to the rest of his life is between him and God.

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Robert Wadlow was the tallest human ever accurately measured, standing at a staggering 8 ft 11 in (2.72 m), and he was still growing when his life ended due to a fatal infection caused by a wound on his leg. Had he lived longer, he would have approached the heights attributed to the Anakim in the Bible and the Quinametzin giants of Aztec tradition. Interestingly, he had red hair, much like the alleged giant described in stories about Kandahar, Afghanistan. He died in 1940 at the age of 22 and was a Master Mason in the Grand Lodge of Illinois. Here he stands next to his 5.11ft tall father. Was this the result of a Nephilim bloodline, or simply what mainstream science explains as an abnormally high level of human growth hormone (HGH)?

Robert Wadlow was the tallest human ever accurately measured, standing at a staggering 8 ft 11 in (2.72 m), and he was still growing when his life ended due to a fatal infection caused by a wound on his leg. Had he lived longer, he would have approached the heights attributed to the Anakim in the Bible and the Quinametzin giants of Aztec tradition. Interestingly, he had red hair, much like the alleged giant described in stories about Kandahar, Afghanistan. He died in 1940 at the age of 22 and was a Master Mason in the Grand Lodge of Illinois. Here he stands next to his 5.11ft tall father. Was this the result of a Nephilim bloodline, or simply what mainstream science explains as an abnormally high level of human growth hormone (HGH)?

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This is real gun camera footage from a P-51 Mustang, chasing a German Bf 109 down to the treetops until it goes down in flames. The American pilot flying it, Lt John Kirla, shot down five enemy planes in a single day, becoming an ace in one mission. This footage captures one of his victories over a Bf 109. This is his story.. From Trainee to the Yoxford Boys John Kirla was not a born fighter ace. He was an ordinary young American who had come up through flight training in Texas, graduating at the start of 1944. He learned his trade on trainers, moved up to fighters, and got just 15 hours in the P-51 Mustang before being sent to England as a replacement pilot. He joined the 362nd Fighter Squadron of the 357th Fighter Group, a unit based at Leiston that was already becoming a legend. The 357th was the first group in the Eighth Air Force fully equipped with the Mustang, and it would go on to produce more aces than any other fighter group in the Eighth, including Chuck Yeager and Bud Anderson. Kirla was the newest pilot in a squadron already filled with experienced aces. His job was to escort American bombers deep into Germany and protect them from the Luftwaffe. On November 27 1944, he got the day that would define him. Five Victories in One Mission That morning the 357th ran headlong into a massive swarm of German fighters trying to get at the bombers. Kirla's flight dropped their fuel tanks and dived straight into the middle of it. Almost immediately, the fight became a swirling, low-level brawl of Mustangs, Messerschmitts, and Focke-Wulfs twisting across the sky. Kirla picked out his first target and opened fire, and from that moment he did not stop hunting. In his own account, he spotted a Bf 109 that was attacking an American bomber. He went after it, closed to just 30 yards, and when the German threw his fighter into a tight barrel roll straight down toward the ground, Kirla stayed glued to his tail and, in his words, clobbered him all over until he went down. An Ace in a Day He kept finding more. Again and again through that wild, sprawling fight, Kirla latched onto an enemy aircraft and did not let go. At one point he watched a German fighter shoot down one of his fellow Mustang pilots right in front of him, and closed in for revenge. As he described it afterward, he opened fire, saw pieces start to fly off the enemy aircraft, and watched it fall out of the sky like a leaf drifting to the ground. Rather than breaking away and climbing back to safety, Kirla chased his targets down low, following them almost to the ground, the fighters weaving over villages and treetops until the enemy aircraft finally went down. By the time the fight was over, John Kirla had shot down five German aircraft in a single mission. He had become an ace in a day, one of the relatively few American fighter pilots to achieve that in a single mission. The Mustang That Changed the Air War The Mustang was the aircraft that made days like Kirla's possible. The P-51 combined long range, high speed, and deadly firepower, and it could follow the bombers all the way to their targets and fight the German fighters on equal or better terms. By the end of the war, P-51 groups had claimed close to 5,000 enemy aircraft shot down, about half of all American air-to-air kills in the European theater. Kirla's own group, the 357th, became the top-scoring Mustang group in the Eighth Air Force. Flying one of the finest escort fighters of the war, men like Kirla helped turn the tide of the air war over Germany. The gun-camera film rolling every time he pressed the trigger captured it all, including the footage you are watching. John Kirla's Legacy John Kirla flew on to the end of his combat tour and finished the war as a double ace, credited with 11 and a half enemy aircraft destroyed in the air. He was awarded the Silver Star and the Distinguished Flying Cross for his courage in the skies over Europe. He had gone from a trainee with a handful of hours in a Mustang to one of the deadliest fighter pilots in one of the deadliest fighter groups of the war, in the span of a single year. The footage of his Mustang chasing a Bf 109 down to the trees is only a few seconds long. But behind those few seconds is a young American who climbed into a fighter, dove into a swarm of the enemy, and shot down five of them before the day was out. This was the story of John Kirla. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

This is real gun camera footage from a P-51 Mustang, chasing a German Bf 109 down to the treetops until it goes down in flames. The American pilot flying it, Lt John Kirla, shot down five enemy planes in a single day, becoming an ace in one mission. This footage captures one of his victories over a Bf 109. This is his story.. From Trainee to the Yoxford Boys John Kirla was not a born fighter ace. He was an ordinary young American who had come up through flight training in Texas, graduating at the start of 1944. He learned his trade on trainers, moved up to fighters, and got just 15 hours in the P-51 Mustang before being sent to England as a replacement pilot. He joined the 362nd Fighter Squadron of the 357th Fighter Group, a unit based at Leiston that was already becoming a legend. The 357th was the first group in the Eighth Air Force fully equipped with the Mustang, and it would go on to produce more aces than any other fighter group in the Eighth, including Chuck Yeager and Bud Anderson. Kirla was the newest pilot in a squadron already filled with experienced aces. His job was to escort American bombers deep into Germany and protect them from the Luftwaffe. On November 27 1944, he got the day that would define him. Five Victories in One Mission That morning the 357th ran headlong into a massive swarm of German fighters trying to get at the bombers. Kirla's flight dropped their fuel tanks and dived straight into the middle of it. Almost immediately, the fight became a swirling, low-level brawl of Mustangs, Messerschmitts, and Focke-Wulfs twisting across the sky. Kirla picked out his first target and opened fire, and from that moment he did not stop hunting. In his own account, he spotted a Bf 109 that was attacking an American bomber. He went after it, closed to just 30 yards, and when the German threw his fighter into a tight barrel roll straight down toward the ground, Kirla stayed glued to his tail and, in his words, clobbered him all over until he went down. An Ace in a Day He kept finding more. Again and again through that wild, sprawling fight, Kirla latched onto an enemy aircraft and did not let go. At one point he watched a German fighter shoot down one of his fellow Mustang pilots right in front of him, and closed in for revenge. As he described it afterward, he opened fire, saw pieces start to fly off the enemy aircraft, and watched it fall out of the sky like a leaf drifting to the ground. Rather than breaking away and climbing back to safety, Kirla chased his targets down low, following them almost to the ground, the fighters weaving over villages and treetops until the enemy aircraft finally went down. By the time the fight was over, John Kirla had shot down five German aircraft in a single mission. He had become an ace in a day, one of the relatively few American fighter pilots to achieve that in a single mission. The Mustang That Changed the Air War The Mustang was the aircraft that made days like Kirla's possible. The P-51 combined long range, high speed, and deadly firepower, and it could follow the bombers all the way to their targets and fight the German fighters on equal or better terms. By the end of the war, P-51 groups had claimed close to 5,000 enemy aircraft shot down, about half of all American air-to-air kills in the European theater. Kirla's own group, the 357th, became the top-scoring Mustang group in the Eighth Air Force. Flying one of the finest escort fighters of the war, men like Kirla helped turn the tide of the air war over Germany. The gun-camera film rolling every time he pressed the trigger captured it all, including the footage you are watching. John Kirla's Legacy John Kirla flew on to the end of his combat tour and finished the war as a double ace, credited with 11 and a half enemy aircraft destroyed in the air. He was awarded the Silver Star and the Distinguished Flying Cross for his courage in the skies over Europe. He had gone from a trainee with a handful of hours in a Mustang to one of the deadliest fighter pilots in one of the deadliest fighter groups of the war, in the span of a single year. The footage of his Mustang chasing a Bf 109 down to the trees is only a few seconds long. But behind those few seconds is a young American who climbed into a fighter, dove into a swarm of the enemy, and shot down five of them before the day was out. This was the story of John Kirla. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

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On September 30, 1972, Roberto Clemente penned his name into baseball’s history books one last time when he collected his 3,000th hit. He became the first Latino player to reach that milestone, and it was the final hit of his career. Roberto died tragically three months later when his plane crashed as he set out on a mercy mission to earthquake victims in Nicaragua. #ClementeDay

On September 30, 1972, Roberto Clemente penned his name into baseball’s history books one last time when he collected his 3,000th hit. He became the first Latino player to reach that milestone, and it was the final hit of his career. Roberto died tragically three months later when his plane crashed as he set out on a mercy mission to earthquake victims in Nicaragua. #ClementeDay

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He was the richest man in the world. At 53, doctors reportedly told him he had less than a year to live. John D. Rockefeller had spent his life building an extraordinary fortune. By the late 19th century, he dominated the American oil industry and became one of the wealthiest people in history. Then his health collapsed. He suffered severe digestive problems, insomnia, physical weakness, and extreme anxiety. His once-powerful body seemed to be failing him. All the money he had accumulated could buy almost anything — except his health, or his peace of mind. Then Rockefeller began looking at his life differently. He realized that none of his wealth would follow him into the grave. So he turned increasingly toward philanthropy, giving enormous sums to education, medicine, scientific research, and public health. In 1913, he established the Rockefeller Foundation, which became one of the most influential philanthropic organizations in the world. And something remarkable happened. As he became more involved in charitable work, Rockefeller’s health improved. He began sleeping better, eating more normally, and enjoying life again. Instead of spending his remaining years waiting for death, he returned to work, family, golf, and giving. The man doctors had reportedly expected to die in his early fifties lived until the age of 97. Rockefeller eventually gave away enormous portions of his fortune, helping fund universities, medical research, public-health programs, and scientific institutions whose influence continued long after his death. His story is often remembered as a lesson about generosity: Wealth can provide comfort and power. It cannot guarantee a meaningful life. Rockefeller spent the first half of his life learning how to make a fortune. He spent much of the second half learning what to do with it. When he died in 1937, the money was gone from his hands. The institutions he helped build were not. The fortune could not follow him. The legacy could.

He was the richest man in the world. At 53, doctors reportedly told him he had less than a year to live. John D. Rockefeller had spent his life building an extraordinary fortune. By the late 19th century, he dominated the American oil industry and became one of the wealthiest people in history. Then his health collapsed. He suffered severe digestive problems, insomnia, physical weakness, and extreme anxiety. His once-powerful body seemed to be failing him. All the money he had accumulated could buy almost anything — except his health, or his peace of mind. Then Rockefeller began looking at his life differently. He realized that none of his wealth would follow him into the grave. So he turned increasingly toward philanthropy, giving enormous sums to education, medicine, scientific research, and public health. In 1913, he established the Rockefeller Foundation, which became one of the most influential philanthropic organizations in the world. And something remarkable happened. As he became more involved in charitable work, Rockefeller’s health improved. He began sleeping better, eating more normally, and enjoying life again. Instead of spending his remaining years waiting for death, he returned to work, family, golf, and giving. The man doctors had reportedly expected to die in his early fifties lived until the age of 97. Rockefeller eventually gave away enormous portions of his fortune, helping fund universities, medical research, public-health programs, and scientific institutions whose influence continued long after his death. His story is often remembered as a lesson about generosity: Wealth can provide comfort and power. It cannot guarantee a meaningful life. Rockefeller spent the first half of his life learning how to make a fortune. He spent much of the second half learning what to do with it. When he died in 1937, the money was gone from his hands. The institutions he helped build were not. The fortune could not follow him. The legacy could.

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This batter bunts the ball down the first base line. As he is sprinting down the line the first basemen is getting ready to make a play and tag him. The runner dives a bit outside with his had stretched out and tags the side of the double first base for runners. He’s safe. But the umpire said he was outside the base path and called him out. Th What do you think? Was he out of the baseline or not? Safe or out?

This batter bunts the ball down the first base line. As he is sprinting down the line the first basemen is getting ready to make a play and tag him. The runner dives a bit outside with his had stretched out and tags the side of the double first base for runners. He’s safe. But the umpire said he was outside the base path and called him out. Th What do you think? Was he out of the baseline or not? Safe or out?

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I did this interview of CJ Stroud when he was a junior at Rancho Cucamonga HS, CA in March 2019. As a SR he threw for over 3800 yards and 47 TDs.. Earning his 5* by the end of his senior campaign that fall. I remember him as a respectful, intelligent and very motivated young man

I did this interview of CJ Stroud when he was a junior at Rancho Cucamonga HS, CA in March 2019. As a SR he threw for over 3800 yards and 47 TDs.. Earning his 5* by the end of his senior campaign that fall. I remember him as a respectful, intelligent and very motivated young man

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This guy just wanted to clean up his back yard… now he’s rich. A man in the United States was tidying up his backyard when he noticed a strange dark liquid seeping out of the ground. Curious, he called in specialists to investigate, and they discovered it was oil. What began as an ordinary day of cleaning quickly turned into a multimillion-dollar discovery. Within months, the value of his property surged, and his life changed overnight. Sometimes luck doesn’t knock—it simply rises from the ground.

This guy just wanted to clean up his back yard… now he’s rich. A man in the United States was tidying up his backyard when he noticed a strange dark liquid seeping out of the ground. Curious, he called in specialists to investigate, and they discovered it was oil. What began as an ordinary day of cleaning quickly turned into a multimillion-dollar discovery. Within months, the value of his property surged, and his life changed overnight. Sometimes luck doesn’t knock—it simply rises from the ground.

Historic Vids

1,543,261 görüntüleme • 6 ay önce

This man was at the bar, while waiting for his drink order, he saw a big bowl of orange slices. Thinking they were complimentary because many bars leave snacks out for the customers, he helped himself to a few slices. He was shocked when the bartender proceeded to accuse him of theft, and charged him $12 for the few orange slices. Was the man in the wrong here or did the bartender overreact?

This man was at the bar, while waiting for his drink order, he saw a big bowl of orange slices. Thinking they were complimentary because many bars leave snacks out for the customers, he helped himself to a few slices. He was shocked when the bartender proceeded to accuse him of theft, and charged him $12 for the few orange slices. Was the man in the wrong here or did the bartender overreact?

SonnyBoy🇺🇸

139,286 görüntüleme • 9 ay önce

Tamale Mirundi was the kind of man you would dislike, and at the same time look forward to listening to. He had many contradictions, swinging from one position to another and back. But wherever he stood at a time, he had that gift of the gab to make you feel like he had some point. He laboured to analyse. Much of his analysis was sophistic, and often opportunistic. But you had to be keen to notice the fallacies therein, otherwise you would get carried away by the entertainment in his way with words, metaphors, and fitting examples that were always available to him. Much as his books (pamphlets) were dismissed by many in view of the speed at which they were released, they manifest a desire to reflect and document. He prided in his arrogance. But it was usually an entertaining arrogance, easy to let pass. Towards the end of his life, his vocabulary became more and more unhinged, requiring Parental Guidance. Could the liberty of his tongue have been Dutch courage? As a propagandist, sometimes he sounded far fetched in his conspiracy theories, but his quality was often a bit higher than the new herd of bonehead propagandists deployed by his political club on social media. Many of them are characteristically unimaginative, belly-brained, predictable, petty, and, in summary, stupid. You can detect them from their first sentence. One of the features of philosophical minds is the freedom to think beyond conventions, venturing into taboo topics, pushing boundaries of what is acceptable, and questioning common sense. Much of this he did. He questioned religious beliefs and cultural norms. He lived the way of his mind. In many ways, including when he went off limits of social decency and civility, he was his own man. He dared to use his brain. He hasn’t returned it to the creator intact. May he find rest.

Tamale Mirundi was the kind of man you would dislike, and at the same time look forward to listening to. He had many contradictions, swinging from one position to another and back. But wherever he stood at a time, he had that gift of the gab to make you feel like he had some point. He laboured to analyse. Much of his analysis was sophistic, and often opportunistic. But you had to be keen to notice the fallacies therein, otherwise you would get carried away by the entertainment in his way with words, metaphors, and fitting examples that were always available to him. Much as his books (pamphlets) were dismissed by many in view of the speed at which they were released, they manifest a desire to reflect and document. He prided in his arrogance. But it was usually an entertaining arrogance, easy to let pass. Towards the end of his life, his vocabulary became more and more unhinged, requiring Parental Guidance. Could the liberty of his tongue have been Dutch courage? As a propagandist, sometimes he sounded far fetched in his conspiracy theories, but his quality was often a bit higher than the new herd of bonehead propagandists deployed by his political club on social media. Many of them are characteristically unimaginative, belly-brained, predictable, petty, and, in summary, stupid. You can detect them from their first sentence. One of the features of philosophical minds is the freedom to think beyond conventions, venturing into taboo topics, pushing boundaries of what is acceptable, and questioning common sense. Much of this he did. He questioned religious beliefs and cultural norms. He lived the way of his mind. In many ways, including when he went off limits of social decency and civility, he was his own man. He dared to use his brain. He hasn’t returned it to the creator intact. May he find rest.

Jim Spire Ssentongo

109,137 görüntüleme • 2 yıl önce

After a lifetime together, neither of them wanted to let go. The old lion no longer has the strength he once did. His steps are slower, his mane is weathered, and his eyes carry the weight of many years. As his caretaker kneels beside the mane in tears, he gently leans into her hands and closes his eyes, trusting the same person who stood beside him through every season of his life. No words are needed. Just a lion, an old friend, and one quiet moment that says everything. Some goodbyes are spoken with a touch instead of words.

After a lifetime together, neither of them wanted to let go. The old lion no longer has the strength he once did. His steps are slower, his mane is weathered, and his eyes carry the weight of many years. As his caretaker kneels beside the mane in tears, he gently leans into her hands and closes his eyes, trusting the same person who stood beside him through every season of his life. No words are needed. Just a lion, an old friend, and one quiet moment that says everything. Some goodbyes are spoken with a touch instead of words.

Crazy Moments

15,673 görüntüleme • 2 ay önce

In Dhurandhar, people often miss the depth of this scene > Whenever he's travelling, he always finds a mother with her child. > Even in part 1 when he entered Pakistan and was traveling in the bus. > Also when in part 2 he was going to save his sister in the train he saw a mother and her child. And towards the end as well. Peak detailing by Aditya Dhar

In Dhurandhar, people often miss the depth of this scene > Whenever he's travelling, he always finds a mother with her child. > Even in part 1 when he entered Pakistan and was traveling in the bus. > Also when in part 2 he was going to save his sister in the train he saw a mother and her child. And towards the end as well. Peak detailing by Aditya Dhar

Aditya

111,731 görüntüleme • 6 ay önce

End of an era: Louis Brown address his Franklin Football team for the final time in his career, he has served as Head Coach of the Sabers since 2011. #wisfb #wiaafb As a media reporter Coach Louis Brown was one of my favorite coaches to cover in this area, and definitely going to miss seeing him on the sidelines!

End of an era: Louis Brown address his Franklin Football team for the final time in his career, he has served as Head Coach of the Sabers since 2011. #wisfb #wiaafb As a media reporter Coach Louis Brown was one of my favorite coaches to cover in this area, and definitely going to miss seeing him on the sidelines!

Matt Peck

22,243 görüntüleme • 10 ay önce