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UPDATE NEWS #like #RT "STUDS RAW THREESOME" Top: Hiroya Top: ノンケ柔道家竜（リュウ) Bottom: Motoki(M:HAR凹) Two dominant alpha wolves, Hiroya and Ryu, are starving for fresh ass. What they find is Motoki the perfect meat sleeve. Young, soft, meltingly sweet body, a plump, greedy hole that begs to be stretched and... filled for days.They pin him down hard. Two thick wolf cocks force their way into his throat at once, fucking his face raw until spit and pre-cum drip down his chin. While one cock is buried deep in his throat, the other stretches his tight virgin-tight asshole open finger by finger, then tongue, then the full thick shaft.They take turns wrecking him from both ends. Doggy. Standing doggy. Missionary with his legs forced wide open. Hiroya pounds Motoki’s guts while greedily sucking Ryu’s cock at the same time, spit-soaked, messy, loud. Ryu pulls out and paints Motoki’s pretty face white, thick ropes covering his eyes, nose, tongue. Hiroya follows right after, unloading all over Motoki’s chest, belly and soft fur until the younger wolf is dripping and marked.Motoki doesn’t just take it. While the two alphas keep sucking, licking and fucking every inch of his body, he strokes his own leaking cock and finally shoots hard, cumming all over himself while his used hole is still being stretched and filled.Three insanely erotic wolf bodies. Hiroya and Ryu are already rock-hard again, forcing their thick, dripping cocks back inside that ruined young ass at the same time, stretching him wider than ever, pounding him mercilessly until his soft body is shaking, drooling, and begging to be used as their personal cum-dump for the rest of the night. This tight melting wolf pussy isn’t going home clean. It’s staying stuffed, gaping, and overflowing until sunrise.show more

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619,098 次观看 • 8 个月前

Stabbed, Slaughtered, and Left Bleeding for a Car Engine: A Sudanese Boy’s Testimony Against the UAE-Backed Rapid Support Militia The testimony of a Sudanese boy and his father reveals one of the most horrific forms of violence inflicted on civilians in Sudan by the UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia. It is the account of a boy who was stabbed, had his throat cut, and was left bleeding through the night during a looting attack whose objective, according to his father, was to steal a car engine. The testimony was shared in an interview conducted by Ayman for Sudan, as part of his documentation of the stories of Sudanese civilians affected by the war. The boy says members of the militia stabbed him several times, until his intestines came out of his abdomen. They then began cutting him with a knife to check whether he was still alive. When they found that he still had some life in him, they ran the knife across his neck before leaving him on the ground between life and death. His survival itself became part of the horror. He remained lying in the open from night until morning, bleeding heavily and unable to breathe normally after the knife wound to his throat. In his testimony, the boy says: “I was lying on the ground from 11 o’clock until the morning. The ground was cold, and I was bleeding heavily. I could only breathe through my throat.” Later, his father was told that the driver had been killed and that his son had been taken to Al-Awafi Hospital after being stabbed three times. When the father arrived at the hospital, he found a scene no father could ever forget: his son on the treatment bed, his abdomen open, his intestines outside his body, and the doctor trying to save his life. The boy could not speak normally. According to his father, his voice was coming from the wound in his throat, and he had to support his head with his hand because of the severity of the injury to his neck. Yet he opened his eyes and gestured to his father that he was still alive. The father’s testimony adds another shocking detail to the brutality of the crime. The motive, according to his account, was to seize the car’s engine. The boy’s life, and the lives of those with him, meant nothing before the militia’s desire to loot a piece of a vehicle. The father says the objective was clear: “The objective was the engine of this car.” This testimony opens a window onto a broader pattern of violations, humiliation, torture, looting, and killing that has followed the UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia across wide areas of Sudan. Behind every number in this war, there is a face. Behind every statistic, there is a family. Behind every cold phrase such as “civilian casualties” or “violations,” there is a story like Adam’s: a boy stabbed until his intestines came out, his neck cut, left bleeding through the night, then forced to survive a cruelty no boy should ever know. Thousands of Sudanese families carry similar wounds, some visible on their bodies, others buried in memory. Villages, homes, markets, hospitals, and roads have all become scenes of terror. The pattern repeats again and again: civilians are attacked, property is looted, bodies are violated, and survivors are left to tell the world what happened to them. The testimony of Adam and his father should not pass as another painful clip in a long war. It is testimony against a militia that treats civilian life as worthless. It is a reminder that Sudan’s suffering is not abstract. It has names, voices, wounds, fathers waiting in hospitals, and boys trying to breathe through torn throats. The world cannot continue to speak about Sudan in cold diplomatic language while such testimonies are being told. The UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia has left behind a long trail of testimonies demanding accountability, not silence. Adam survived, but his survival itself became testimony. His wounds speak for thousands who were tortured, slaughtered, displaced, or silenced forever. This is what Sudanese civilians are facing. This is what must be named. This is what must never become normal. #Sudan #RSFisTerroristOrganization #UAEKillsSudanesePeople #UAESponsorsTerrorism

Stabbed, Slaughtered, and Left Bleeding for a Car Engine: A Sudanese Boy’s Testimony Against the UAE-Backed Rapid Support Militia The testimony of a Sudanese boy and his father reveals one of the most horrific forms of violence inflicted on civilians in Sudan by the UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia. It is the account of a boy who was stabbed, had his throat cut, and was left bleeding through the night during a looting attack whose objective, according to his father, was to steal a car engine. The testimony was shared in an interview conducted by Ayman for Sudan, as part of his documentation of the stories of Sudanese civilians affected by the war. The boy says members of the militia stabbed him several times, until his intestines came out of his abdomen. They then began cutting him with a knife to check whether he was still alive. When they found that he still had some life in him, they ran the knife across his neck before leaving him on the ground between life and death. His survival itself became part of the horror. He remained lying in the open from night until morning, bleeding heavily and unable to breathe normally after the knife wound to his throat. In his testimony, the boy says: “I was lying on the ground from 11 o’clock until the morning. The ground was cold, and I was bleeding heavily. I could only breathe through my throat.” Later, his father was told that the driver had been killed and that his son had been taken to Al-Awafi Hospital after being stabbed three times. When the father arrived at the hospital, he found a scene no father could ever forget: his son on the treatment bed, his abdomen open, his intestines outside his body, and the doctor trying to save his life. The boy could not speak normally. According to his father, his voice was coming from the wound in his throat, and he had to support his head with his hand because of the severity of the injury to his neck. Yet he opened his eyes and gestured to his father that he was still alive. The father’s testimony adds another shocking detail to the brutality of the crime. The motive, according to his account, was to seize the car’s engine. The boy’s life, and the lives of those with him, meant nothing before the militia’s desire to loot a piece of a vehicle. The father says the objective was clear: “The objective was the engine of this car.” This testimony opens a window onto a broader pattern of violations, humiliation, torture, looting, and killing that has followed the UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia across wide areas of Sudan. Behind every number in this war, there is a face. Behind every statistic, there is a family. Behind every cold phrase such as “civilian casualties” or “violations,” there is a story like Adam’s: a boy stabbed until his intestines came out, his neck cut, left bleeding through the night, then forced to survive a cruelty no boy should ever know. Thousands of Sudanese families carry similar wounds, some visible on their bodies, others buried in memory. Villages, homes, markets, hospitals, and roads have all become scenes of terror. The pattern repeats again and again: civilians are attacked, property is looted, bodies are violated, and survivors are left to tell the world what happened to them. The testimony of Adam and his father should not pass as another painful clip in a long war. It is testimony against a militia that treats civilian life as worthless. It is a reminder that Sudan’s suffering is not abstract. It has names, voices, wounds, fathers waiting in hospitals, and boys trying to breathe through torn throats. The world cannot continue to speak about Sudan in cold diplomatic language while such testimonies are being told. The UAE-backed Rapid Support Militia has left behind a long trail of testimonies demanding accountability, not silence. Adam survived, but his survival itself became testimony. His wounds speak for thousands who were tortured, slaughtered, displaced, or silenced forever. This is what Sudanese civilians are facing. This is what must be named. This is what must never become normal. #Sudan #RSFisTerroristOrganization #UAEKillsSudanesePeople #UAESponsorsTerrorism

Sudanese Echo

10,437 次观看 • 3 个月前

Family of Young Man Shot and Killed by Extortionists Wants Justice The family of the young man who was gunned down with his friend wants justice. Litha Govuza and his friend, who cannot be named because he fears for his life, were shot while waiting for their orders in a foreign national's tuckshop on February 19. Unfortunately, Govuza was declared dead when he arrived at the hospital, while his friend survived after being shot twice in both legs. Govuza sustained five gunshot wounds and died on his way to the hospital. According to Apostle Tata Nxesi, the leader of Kingdom of God Ministries International in Driftsands, Mfuleni, Cape Town, where Govuza was a keyboard player, they want justice to prevail after Govuza was shot and killed in front of two young children. "On the Saturday (21 February 2026) evening, after we were preparing for the Sunday service with Litha, the survivor, and others, they decided to drop some people off at their homes. Later, they were meant to go join their study group and study Maths. While they were on their way to their study group, they decided to stop at the local shop and buy food and energy drinks. "While they were still waiting for their orders, the criminals emerged from nowhere and started shooting at them for no reason. We are very traumatized about what happened to Litha, who was a God-fearing young man. A young man who wanted to perfect his Maths and go and study at university next year. Now it is all a dream which he will never realize because they took his life away. Litha was shot in the head five times, and his friend was shot twice in both legs," he said. On Friday, a video emerged of a gunman from a Toyota Avanza, mumbling to himself and saying, "You think I'm playing?" He then shouted at one of the men to get his attention, but when he attempted to shoot him in the back, the gun jammed. One of the accomplices urged the gunman to shoot and stop talking. Both victims were shot in front of two young children who were inside the store. According to sources, the two boys were shot in a case of alleged mistaken identity. "There are groups who extort money from these foreign nationals. These boys who are in the video shooting at those two boys had come earlier to extort money, but the shop owner told them that there was a group that came earlier and took the money. The boys left and came back armed and found Litha and his friend at the shop. They then thought it was the other group that had collected money earlier," two well-placed sources said.

Family of Young Man Shot and Killed by Extortionists Wants Justice The family of the young man who was gunned down with his friend wants justice. Litha Govuza and his friend, who cannot be named because he fears for his life, were shot while waiting for their orders in a foreign national's tuckshop on February 19. Unfortunately, Govuza was declared dead when he arrived at the hospital, while his friend survived after being shot twice in both legs. Govuza sustained five gunshot wounds and died on his way to the hospital. According to Apostle Tata Nxesi, the leader of Kingdom of God Ministries International in Driftsands, Mfuleni, Cape Town, where Govuza was a keyboard player, they want justice to prevail after Govuza was shot and killed in front of two young children. "On the Saturday (21 February 2026) evening, after we were preparing for the Sunday service with Litha, the survivor, and others, they decided to drop some people off at their homes. Later, they were meant to go join their study group and study Maths. While they were on their way to their study group, they decided to stop at the local shop and buy food and energy drinks. "While they were still waiting for their orders, the criminals emerged from nowhere and started shooting at them for no reason. We are very traumatized about what happened to Litha, who was a God-fearing young man. A young man who wanted to perfect his Maths and go and study at university next year. Now it is all a dream which he will never realize because they took his life away. Litha was shot in the head five times, and his friend was shot twice in both legs," he said. On Friday, a video emerged of a gunman from a Toyota Avanza, mumbling to himself and saying, "You think I'm playing?" He then shouted at one of the men to get his attention, but when he attempted to shoot him in the back, the gun jammed. One of the accomplices urged the gunman to shoot and stop talking. Both victims were shot in front of two young children who were inside the store. According to sources, the two boys were shot in a case of alleged mistaken identity. "There are groups who extort money from these foreign nationals. These boys who are in the video shooting at those two boys had come earlier to extort money, but the shop owner told them that there was a group that came earlier and took the money. The boys left and came back armed and found Litha and his friend at the shop. They then thought it was the other group that had collected money earlier," two well-placed sources said.

MDN NEWS

200,171 次观看 • 6 个月前

🚨#BREAKING: Outrage is erupting in Florida 3 men SLASHED a man's tires, HID IN THE BUSHES, then AMBUSHED him, BEAT HIM WITH ROCKS in the head... ...then drove past his WIFE on the beach yelling "WE LEFT HIM THERE DE*D"... one of them is ALREADY OUT ON BOND!!!!! Yes, you read that right. Police say they planned it, disabled his truck so he couldn't leave, beat him with rocks, bragged about leaving him for de*d... and bond was set at $12,500. His name is Yordanis Herrera. On June 11th, he was at the Sanibel Boat Ramp with his wife. According to the arrest affidavits, three men pulled into that parking lot in a white BMW and a black Ram pickup. They found his Ford F-150. Police say they slashed the tires so the truck wasn't going anywhere. Then they hid in the bushes around the lot and waited for him to come back. When he did, investigators say all three came out of the bushes holding ROCKS and surrounded him. He tried to run. Police say Hansel Pompa Mauri tackled him from behind, forced him to the ground, and held him there. Then, according to the affidavit, Dayan Estrada De Armas and Roberto Antonio Estrada De Armas beat him with the rocks OVER AND OVER in the face. By the time it was all over, he had deep lacerations and hematomas to his head and face. Police say one of them was RECORDING IT while it happened. Police say Pompa Mauri stomped on his phone and destroyed it. Then all three left. A witness told police she saw the white car heading north on Causeway Boulevard... right past Yordanis's wife, who was still on the beach. And someone inside yelled: "We left him there de*d." IT GETS WORSE. Nothing happened for almost THREE MONTHS. All three are charged with conspiracy and aggravated battery with a deadly weapon. Bond for the two men accused of swinging the rocks? Just $12,500 each. Bond for the man accused of tackling the victim and holding him down while it happened? $13,500. He's already posted it. He's OUT. Twelve thousand five hundred dollars. For a planned ambush where they nearly beat a man to DE*TH WITH ROCKS!!!!!! WHAT ARE WE DOING?!!!!! WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!

🚨#BREAKING: Outrage is erupting in Florida 3 men SLASHED a man's tires, HID IN THE BUSHES, then AMBUSHED him, BEAT HIM WITH ROCKS in the head... ...then drove past his WIFE on the beach yelling "WE LEFT HIM THERE DED"... one of them is ALREADY OUT ON BOND!!!!! Yes, you read that right. Police say they planned it, disabled his truck so he couldn't leave, beat him with rocks, bragged about leaving him for ded... and bond was set at $12,500. His name is Yordanis Herrera. On June 11th, he was at the Sanibel Boat Ramp with his wife. According to the arrest affidavits, three men pulled into that parking lot in a white BMW and a black Ram pickup. They found his Ford F-150. Police say they slashed the tires so the truck wasn't going anywhere. Then they hid in the bushes around the lot and waited for him to come back. When he did, investigators say all three came out of the bushes holding ROCKS and surrounded him. He tried to run. Police say Hansel Pompa Mauri tackled him from behind, forced him to the ground, and held him there. Then, according to the affidavit, Dayan Estrada De Armas and Roberto Antonio Estrada De Armas beat him with the rocks OVER AND OVER in the face. By the time it was all over, he had deep lacerations and hematomas to his head and face. Police say one of them was RECORDING IT while it happened. Police say Pompa Mauri stomped on his phone and destroyed it. Then all three left. A witness told police she saw the white car heading north on Causeway Boulevard... right past Yordanis's wife, who was still on the beach. And someone inside yelled: "We left him there ded." IT GETS WORSE. Nothing happened for almost THREE MONTHS. All three are charged with conspiracy and aggravated battery with a deadly weapon. Bond for the two men accused of swinging the rocks? Just $12,500 each. Bond for the man accused of tackling the victim and holding him down while it happened? $13,500. He's already posted it. He's OUT. Twelve thousand five hundred dollars. For a planned ambush where they nearly beat a man to DETH WITH ROCKS!!!!!! WHAT ARE WE DOING?!!!!! WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!

Matt Van Swol

185,422 次观看 • 4 小时前

🚨CORRUPTION IN SMITH COUNTY, TEXAS - PART TWO - NO WITNESSES. NO TESTIMONY. JUST A POWERPOINT: 🚨 INSIDE THE SMITH COUNTY GRAND JURY THAT NO-BILLED THE DEPUTY WHO KILLED JONATHAN LAYTON A SECOND THREAD - ALL PARTS WILL ENRAGE YOU 🧵 Ten days after Jonathan Layton was shot, Deputies Braylon Barnes and Raj Baran were interviewed by the Texas Rangers. They interviews were not under oath, and with their attorneys were present. Comparing the interviews to the body-camera footage reveals stark contradictions. Despite the body-camera video contradicting Deputy Barnes’ unsworn account, the Texas Rangers and Smith County District Attorney did not call Deputy Barnes, Deputy Baran or any members of the Layton family present to testify under oath. The video clearly shows that Jonathan came to the front door of the home he shared with his mother and brother with a handgun. Every citizen has the right to bear arms in their home. The video shows Jonathan held the gun in his left hand when he came through the door, and transitioned it to his right, dominant hand once he was in the threshold. The video indicates that Jonathan used his right hand to open the door his brother Freddy had closed to keep the dogs inside. As he came out, he transitioned the gun from his left to his right hand, but never placed his finger on the trigger and never used his thumb to grip the pistol. At all times in the video, the gun is pointed straight down Jonathan’s right side with his finger off the trigger, outside the trigger guard and extended down the barrel of the gun. Deputy Baran saw the gun first. He drew his weapon and ordered Jonathan to “drop the gun.” Barnes appears not to react to the gun at all. His hands are resting on his utility belt, his shoulders are relaxed and his feet are positioned parallel to the doorway. After Baran gives the command to “drop the gun,” two seconds pass before Barnes draws his weapon, ejects a live round from the chamber and then fires four bullets in less than a second. Although Barnes in his statement claims he only fired twice, the video shows four rounds being fired. Three struck Jonathan, including one in his back. Deputy Baran never fired. Barnes would later tell the Texas Rangers that during those two seconds (1) he noticed a blank stare, apparently looking closely at Jonathan’s eyes; (2) he saw Jonathan’s finger move inside the trigger guard; (3) that Jonathan bladed toward him; (4) Jonathan squared up to him; and (5) that he saw Jonathan’s gun hand start to come up into a firing position. The video supports none of Barnes’ account. Deputy Barnes Texas Rangers’ statement describes Jonathan as positioning himself to shoot. Blading is when a person turns to the side in an attack position, similar to what a boxer does before they throw a jab. But for a person to blade toward an officer to shoot them, they would turn so their gun was on the same side as the officer. The video shows Jonathan turning to his right, with his gun still in his right hand, placing his body between the officers and the gun. Jonathan’s trigger finger is not visible, and neither is the gun. Next Barnes describes Jonathan as squaring up toward him. When a person squares up, they turn to face the person. Jonathan never turned to face either deputy. Barnes next states that Jonathan started to raise his gun. The video shows the only arm that Jonathan raised was his left arm to grasp the doorknob to go back inside. When he was shot, the still video shows Jonathan turning away from Barnes placing his body between Barnes and the gun, looking down at the doorknob and grasping it with his left hand. The lawsuit alleges that Jonathan never pointed the gun at either deputy, never lunged toward them and never turned toward Barnes. The allegations in the lawsuit appear consistent with the video. (In this video, you will see bodycam footage, and a clip of the interview between Barnes and the Texas Rangers)

🚨CORRUPTION IN SMITH COUNTY, TEXAS - PART TWO - NO WITNESSES. NO TESTIMONY. JUST A POWERPOINT: 🚨 INSIDE THE SMITH COUNTY GRAND JURY THAT NO-BILLED THE DEPUTY WHO KILLED JONATHAN LAYTON A SECOND THREAD - ALL PARTS WILL ENRAGE YOU 🧵 Ten days after Jonathan Layton was shot, Deputies Braylon Barnes and Raj Baran were interviewed by the Texas Rangers. They interviews were not under oath, and with their attorneys were present. Comparing the interviews to the body-camera footage reveals stark contradictions. Despite the body-camera video contradicting Deputy Barnes’ unsworn account, the Texas Rangers and Smith County District Attorney did not call Deputy Barnes, Deputy Baran or any members of the Layton family present to testify under oath. The video clearly shows that Jonathan came to the front door of the home he shared with his mother and brother with a handgun. Every citizen has the right to bear arms in their home. The video shows Jonathan held the gun in his left hand when he came through the door, and transitioned it to his right, dominant hand once he was in the threshold. The video indicates that Jonathan used his right hand to open the door his brother Freddy had closed to keep the dogs inside. As he came out, he transitioned the gun from his left to his right hand, but never placed his finger on the trigger and never used his thumb to grip the pistol. At all times in the video, the gun is pointed straight down Jonathan’s right side with his finger off the trigger, outside the trigger guard and extended down the barrel of the gun. Deputy Baran saw the gun first. He drew his weapon and ordered Jonathan to “drop the gun.” Barnes appears not to react to the gun at all. His hands are resting on his utility belt, his shoulders are relaxed and his feet are positioned parallel to the doorway. After Baran gives the command to “drop the gun,” two seconds pass before Barnes draws his weapon, ejects a live round from the chamber and then fires four bullets in less than a second. Although Barnes in his statement claims he only fired twice, the video shows four rounds being fired. Three struck Jonathan, including one in his back. Deputy Baran never fired. Barnes would later tell the Texas Rangers that during those two seconds (1) he noticed a blank stare, apparently looking closely at Jonathan’s eyes; (2) he saw Jonathan’s finger move inside the trigger guard; (3) that Jonathan bladed toward him; (4) Jonathan squared up to him; and (5) that he saw Jonathan’s gun hand start to come up into a firing position. The video supports none of Barnes’ account. Deputy Barnes Texas Rangers’ statement describes Jonathan as positioning himself to shoot. Blading is when a person turns to the side in an attack position, similar to what a boxer does before they throw a jab. But for a person to blade toward an officer to shoot them, they would turn so their gun was on the same side as the officer. The video shows Jonathan turning to his right, with his gun still in his right hand, placing his body between the officers and the gun. Jonathan’s trigger finger is not visible, and neither is the gun. Next Barnes describes Jonathan as squaring up toward him. When a person squares up, they turn to face the person. Jonathan never turned to face either deputy. Barnes next states that Jonathan started to raise his gun. The video shows the only arm that Jonathan raised was his left arm to grasp the doorknob to go back inside. When he was shot, the still video shows Jonathan turning away from Barnes placing his body between Barnes and the gun, looking down at the doorknob and grasping it with his left hand. The lawsuit alleges that Jonathan never pointed the gun at either deputy, never lunged toward them and never turned toward Barnes. The allegations in the lawsuit appear consistent with the video. (In this video, you will see bodycam footage, and a clip of the interview between Barnes and the Texas Rangers)

Sarah Fields

31,334 次观看 • 14 天前

Your observations are almost correct, but your conclusions are not. What you see flying out, as what others thought was his ear piece, is not his ear piece. It is his chain he had around his neck, with, what I am pretty certain, a cross on it, which all Christians would wear, if they have a chain on their necks. So, what apparently happened, which seems so astronomically unlikely, is the bullet did not hit him in the neck first, but hit him in the chest, and to be more specific in that cross. So, after a hit into that cross, his chain snaps, and it is that which you see flying out backwards. When the chain snaps, and starts flying up and backwards, it also pulls up the front edge of is shirt, in less than 0.1 sec. So, that is how that anomaly is explained at the same time. What happens next, is his mic had a wire under his shirt. It kind of just laid in the back of his neck, going around his shoulder, and disappearing under his shirt on the front. That wire must have had some contact with this chain, or even being wrapped around it like may be just one turn. So, when that chain snaps and starts flying backwards, it starts pulling on his mic at the same time. Just the mic had a wire that was most certainly lose a little bit. So, that is why that responds with a few tens of a second delay. But still, the mic also, after jerking around for a few tens of a second disappears completely of his shirt. So, basically, the bullet hits his cross first, which is on his chain, would explain all of these anomalies at the same time, including the wire on the back of his neck being pulled around from the front, and thus bulging his shirt in the back a little bit. If you pay all of this is slow motion, you will see that it all gets seqeuenced correctly. And the last thing to note, is after hitting his cross, and getting deflected, the bullet now would start going up, instead of forward, and would go up into his neck from the bottom up, and disappear into his head. That would also explain at the same time why there is no exit wound. Because his skull would stop the bullet from exiting. One side note, not related to all of these anomalies, but still a necessary thing to keep in mind - that alleged high velocity bullet Mauser 30_06, could not have possibly be the weapon used, as that bullet would have taken one third of his neck out. For everything to be explained correctly, no Mauser, or any other kind of shotgun could have been used. Another, much smaller caliber weapon had to be used, like some kind of a hand gun, and from a much closer distance too, as a hand gun without the scope, from a far way roof would just not work. And so, that is how all of this happened. I know this was long. But this is one bizarre, super difficult to crack episode. So, I could not make it any shorter.

Your observations are almost correct, but your conclusions are not. What you see flying out, as what others thought was his ear piece, is not his ear piece. It is his chain he had around his neck, with, what I am pretty certain, a cross on it, which all Christians would wear, if they have a chain on their necks. So, what apparently happened, which seems so astronomically unlikely, is the bullet did not hit him in the neck first, but hit him in the chest, and to be more specific in that cross. So, after a hit into that cross, his chain snaps, and it is that which you see flying out backwards. When the chain snaps, and starts flying up and backwards, it also pulls up the front edge of is shirt, in less than 0.1 sec. So, that is how that anomaly is explained at the same time. What happens next, is his mic had a wire under his shirt. It kind of just laid in the back of his neck, going around his shoulder, and disappearing under his shirt on the front. That wire must have had some contact with this chain, or even being wrapped around it like may be just one turn. So, when that chain snaps and starts flying backwards, it starts pulling on his mic at the same time. Just the mic had a wire that was most certainly lose a little bit. So, that is why that responds with a few tens of a second delay. But still, the mic also, after jerking around for a few tens of a second disappears completely of his shirt. So, basically, the bullet hits his cross first, which is on his chain, would explain all of these anomalies at the same time, including the wire on the back of his neck being pulled around from the front, and thus bulging his shirt in the back a little bit. If you pay all of this is slow motion, you will see that it all gets seqeuenced correctly. And the last thing to note, is after hitting his cross, and getting deflected, the bullet now would start going up, instead of forward, and would go up into his neck from the bottom up, and disappear into his head. That would also explain at the same time why there is no exit wound. Because his skull would stop the bullet from exiting. One side note, not related to all of these anomalies, but still a necessary thing to keep in mind - that alleged high velocity bullet Mauser 30_06, could not have possibly be the weapon used, as that bullet would have taken one third of his neck out. For everything to be explained correctly, no Mauser, or any other kind of shotgun could have been used. Another, much smaller caliber weapon had to be used, like some kind of a hand gun, and from a much closer distance too, as a hand gun without the scope, from a far way roof would just not work. And so, that is how all of this happened. I know this was long. But this is one bizarre, super difficult to crack episode. So, I could not make it any shorter.

US_did_ 911

31,104 次观看 • 1 年前

Time has taken its toll on this old lone wolf who has wandered our area by himself for the past 3 years (footage from this past winter). He looks battered and weather from an intense and rugged lifestyle. Aside from just being old, the wolf has a significant limp because he is missing his two front right toes. You can see this in the first sequence well.We don’t know how that injury happened. How a wolf in this condition survives year after year is certainly intriguing. In particular, how he keeps himself fed is fascinating because it is hard to imagine him chasing down deer by himself but possible he is capable of it. We suspect he is likely an expert scavenger, finding morsels of food here and there, but can a wolf like this persist just by scavenging all year? More specifically, is there enough food lying around on the forest floor year round for a wolf to exist solely on scavenging? Seems hard to imagine but perhaps. Anyway, many years ago, we captured this wolf on camera once or twice when he was part of a pack that lived just outside of our study area. The pack made a few forays into our area which is when we observed him. At that time, the wolf was in his prime, though he still had the distinctive largely white face, and appeared to be the breeding male of that pack. But such times would not last for this fella. And now after many years on his own, it seems this wolf likely doesn’t have many years left. "Time the conqueror", as Jackson Browne put it, has taken its toll.

Time has taken its toll on this old lone wolf who has wandered our area by himself for the past 3 years (footage from this past winter). He looks battered and weather from an intense and rugged lifestyle. Aside from just being old, the wolf has a significant limp because he is missing his two front right toes. You can see this in the first sequence well.We don’t know how that injury happened. How a wolf in this condition survives year after year is certainly intriguing. In particular, how he keeps himself fed is fascinating because it is hard to imagine him chasing down deer by himself but possible he is capable of it. We suspect he is likely an expert scavenger, finding morsels of food here and there, but can a wolf like this persist just by scavenging all year? More specifically, is there enough food lying around on the forest floor year round for a wolf to exist solely on scavenging? Seems hard to imagine but perhaps. Anyway, many years ago, we captured this wolf on camera once or twice when he was part of a pack that lived just outside of our study area. The pack made a few forays into our area which is when we observed him. At that time, the wolf was in his prime, though he still had the distinctive largely white face, and appeared to be the breeding male of that pack. But such times would not last for this fella. And now after many years on his own, it seems this wolf likely doesn’t have many years left. "Time the conqueror", as Jackson Browne put it, has taken its toll.

Voyageurs Wolf Project

35,829 次观看 • 1 个月前

Can any of my friends from the Boomer Generation answer this for me? Why are the Boomers so offended when ask to see their ID? This bank teller was explaining how she goes through this all the time. They always tell her that they’ve been banking there longer than she’s been alive. Showing an ID is just a simple measure to prevent fraud and theft, yet they yell at her for it. I ask because this happens to me all the time, even on the phone. Back at the pizza shop I would have an elderly man call in an order for food and most of the time he picks it up himself, no problem at all. However he started sending other people to pick it up as well as have other people calling the order. When the person picking up shows me his card which I recognize his name which had his photo on it, I won’t accept it without and ID as well, just a precaution. He then had to come all the way down there just to yell at me because obviously it’s for him and I shouldn’t have hassled him. I tried to explain to him when he calls it in and picks it up I know it’s him. However when others call it in and pick it up, I can’t verify if it’s actually legit or not, what if somebody stole his card and tried to use it. He still had an issue with it and explains that his grandkids should be able to use his card, I tell him that’s not how it works and if he kept giving my staff a hard time I would ban him from the store. I don’t need anybody threatening the workers over something meant to protect him. Should I just have let anybody use his card without verification at the shop? What if somebody did steal his card and spent his money, then he would have been mad at me for letting them do it.

Can any of my friends from the Boomer Generation answer this for me? Why are the Boomers so offended when ask to see their ID? This bank teller was explaining how she goes through this all the time. They always tell her that they’ve been banking there longer than she’s been alive. Showing an ID is just a simple measure to prevent fraud and theft, yet they yell at her for it. I ask because this happens to me all the time, even on the phone. Back at the pizza shop I would have an elderly man call in an order for food and most of the time he picks it up himself, no problem at all. However he started sending other people to pick it up as well as have other people calling the order. When the person picking up shows me his card which I recognize his name which had his photo on it, I won’t accept it without and ID as well, just a precaution. He then had to come all the way down there just to yell at me because obviously it’s for him and I shouldn’t have hassled him. I tried to explain to him when he calls it in and picks it up I know it’s him. However when others call it in and pick it up, I can’t verify if it’s actually legit or not, what if somebody stole his card and tried to use it. He still had an issue with it and explains that his grandkids should be able to use his card, I tell him that’s not how it works and if he kept giving my staff a hard time I would ban him from the store. I don’t need anybody threatening the workers over something meant to protect him. Should I just have let anybody use his card without verification at the shop? What if somebody did steal his card and spent his money, then he would have been mad at me for letting them do it.

SonnyBoy🇺🇸

20,521 次观看 • 2 个月前

Asked Nuggets coach David Adelman about the season that Jaylen Brown has had, and he gushed about Brown as both a player and a person. "The the elite shooting from mid range is such a big deal in our game, it's the late-clock ability, his overall size, his ability to play in the middle of the floor, which is really hard to come double people and not give up the three point line to a team like they have, I would just say his continued evolution in his game. "He's an elite, All-Star player, two-way player. I just watched him grow over the years, not just the championship year, but with Jayson Tatum, obviously out, more responsibility falls into his hands, and I thought they did a great job building around him for this particular season, with all the shooting that surrounds him." "He's a problem. He's not fun to watch on tape when you have to play against him. I'm a fan of his, just as a pure basketball person, not just as a coach. Actually got to spend some time in Africa, he was such an impressive person. He's good for the NBA. He's going to be a probelm for us tonight." "There was an Africa game that I coach in, that he played in. They used to do that yearly in South Africa. It's an amazing event. He came down there for that. And some of the events that we had to do -- humanitarian stuff, you go out and you see these communities, and just to see his investment in it was really impressive. And he was at a much younger age then. And I remember him in the bubble, speaking up at meetings and things like that." "Some people are born to lead. He definitely stands out as one of those people."

Asked Nuggets coach David Adelman about the season that Jaylen Brown has had, and he gushed about Brown as both a player and a person. "The the elite shooting from mid range is such a big deal in our game, it's the late-clock ability, his overall size, his ability to play in the middle of the floor, which is really hard to come double people and not give up the three point line to a team like they have, I would just say his continued evolution in his game. "He's an elite, All-Star player, two-way player. I just watched him grow over the years, not just the championship year, but with Jayson Tatum, obviously out, more responsibility falls into his hands, and I thought they did a great job building around him for this particular season, with all the shooting that surrounds him." "He's a problem. He's not fun to watch on tape when you have to play against him. I'm a fan of his, just as a pure basketball person, not just as a coach. Actually got to spend some time in Africa, he was such an impressive person. He's good for the NBA. He's going to be a probelm for us tonight." "There was an Africa game that I coach in, that he played in. They used to do that yearly in South Africa. It's an amazing event. He came down there for that. And some of the events that we had to do -- humanitarian stuff, you go out and you see these communities, and just to see his investment in it was really impressive. And he was at a much younger age then. And I remember him in the bubble, speaking up at meetings and things like that." "Some people are born to lead. He definitely stands out as one of those people."

Noa Dalzell 🏀

98,397 次观看 • 8 个月前

Two Little Ones Meeting for the First Time… 🐱🐶❤️ The adorable little gray kitten is sitting quietly in the corner, her big round eyes looking around cautiously. Her fur is soft and silky, her tiny ears standing straight up, and her whole little body seems to be whispering, “This is my space… so please don’t come too close.” She’s still so young, and this is her first time seeing a strange puppy. Her little heart is probably pounding with a mixture of nervousness and fear, as she tries to protect her personal space. Then the little Dachshund puppy appears with tiny legs, a round little belly, and bright, curious eyes. He wobbles over, sniffing with his adorable little black nose, his tail wagging nonstop as if saying, “Hi… can we be friends?” The kitten immediately reacts. She puffs up a little, lets out a soft hiss, and even swats with her tiny paw as if to say, “Don’t come any closer! I don’t know you yet!” Her expression is a mix of annoyance and fear, making her look both incredibly cute and just a little “fierce” in that adorable way kittens can be when meeting someone new. But the little Dachshund isn’t discouraged at all. He simply backs away for a moment, then slowly comes closer again. He lies down beside her, gently rests his head near her, and looks up at her with such affection. It’s almost as if he’s whispering, “I won’t hurt you… I just want to be close to you. I really like you.” So why is the kitten acting a little fierce? Because this is her first time meeting a new friend. Kittens can be sensitive and naturally value their personal space. When something unfamiliar appears, they may protect themselves in their own way — by puffing up, hissing softly, or swatting with a paw — like a cute little reminder saying, “I just need some time.” And what about the little Dachshund? He’s so young and innocent, and his little heart seems to know only one thing: he wants a friend. He doesn’t understand what “being fierce” means. All he sees is a cute, warm little kitten, and he simply wants to stay close to her. His patience and innocent affection keep drawing him back, even after being gently rejected several times. And so the two little ones keep circling around each other: one is cautious, while the other is unbelievably adorable and persistent. They don’t need words. Those tiny little gestures are enough to melt anyone’s heart. Perhaps this is the very first moment of a sweet little friendship… The kitten is learning how to open her heart. The little Dachshund is showing that genuine affection will always find a way to draw closer. 🥰

Two Little Ones Meeting for the First Time… 🐱🐶❤️ The adorable little gray kitten is sitting quietly in the corner, her big round eyes looking around cautiously. Her fur is soft and silky, her tiny ears standing straight up, and her whole little body seems to be whispering, “This is my space… so please don’t come too close.” She’s still so young, and this is her first time seeing a strange puppy. Her little heart is probably pounding with a mixture of nervousness and fear, as she tries to protect her personal space. Then the little Dachshund puppy appears with tiny legs, a round little belly, and bright, curious eyes. He wobbles over, sniffing with his adorable little black nose, his tail wagging nonstop as if saying, “Hi… can we be friends?” The kitten immediately reacts. She puffs up a little, lets out a soft hiss, and even swats with her tiny paw as if to say, “Don’t come any closer! I don’t know you yet!” Her expression is a mix of annoyance and fear, making her look both incredibly cute and just a little “fierce” in that adorable way kittens can be when meeting someone new. But the little Dachshund isn’t discouraged at all. He simply backs away for a moment, then slowly comes closer again. He lies down beside her, gently rests his head near her, and looks up at her with such affection. It’s almost as if he’s whispering, “I won’t hurt you… I just want to be close to you. I really like you.” So why is the kitten acting a little fierce? Because this is her first time meeting a new friend. Kittens can be sensitive and naturally value their personal space. When something unfamiliar appears, they may protect themselves in their own way — by puffing up, hissing softly, or swatting with a paw — like a cute little reminder saying, “I just need some time.” And what about the little Dachshund? He’s so young and innocent, and his little heart seems to know only one thing: he wants a friend. He doesn’t understand what “being fierce” means. All he sees is a cute, warm little kitten, and he simply wants to stay close to her. His patience and innocent affection keep drawing him back, even after being gently rejected several times. And so the two little ones keep circling around each other: one is cautious, while the other is unbelievably adorable and persistent. They don’t need words. Those tiny little gestures are enough to melt anyone’s heart. Perhaps this is the very first moment of a sweet little friendship… The kitten is learning how to open her heart. The little Dachshund is showing that genuine affection will always find a way to draw closer. 🥰

Beauty of music and nature 🌺🌺

11,208 次观看 • 1 个月前

One day, a man was driving his van through a village in southern Xinjiang. A man wearing a cap approached from the roadside with a smile on his face, though his eyes were searching the vehicle for something. Thinking the man might be hungry, the driver offered him some snacks—treats that were hard to come by in the village. However, the smile on the cap-wearer’s face dimmed, and he turned away in disappointment. Sensing something was amiss, the driver decided to follow him home to see if he needed help. Once inside, the man unwrapped layer upon layer of cloth to reveal an old radio. He twisted the dial with force, pointed to his ears, and made muffled sounds in his throat. In that moment, the driver finally understood: this man, who could not hear the world, was using all his strength to find batteries for his silent radio. His earlier gazing at the van had simply been a desperate attempt to find a vendor selling batteries. The driver, a kind soul, grasped his meaning immediately. He took him to the county town to buy fitting batteries, purchased shoes and other daily necessities for him, and promised to take him out again next time. On the way back, as the man sat in the passenger seat with his beloved radio clutched in his hands, his smile returned—bright as it was at the beginning. But this time, the joy came not from the radio waves, but from the love of a stranger. I do not wish to specifically mention their ethnicities, for some warmth needs no labels. It is just like sunlight falling on everyone's shoulders, never asking who you are.🌞

One day, a man was driving his van through a village in southern Xinjiang. A man wearing a cap approached from the roadside with a smile on his face, though his eyes were searching the vehicle for something. Thinking the man might be hungry, the driver offered him some snacks—treats that were hard to come by in the village. However, the smile on the cap-wearer’s face dimmed, and he turned away in disappointment. Sensing something was amiss, the driver decided to follow him home to see if he needed help. Once inside, the man unwrapped layer upon layer of cloth to reveal an old radio. He twisted the dial with force, pointed to his ears, and made muffled sounds in his throat. In that moment, the driver finally understood: this man, who could not hear the world, was using all his strength to find batteries for his silent radio. His earlier gazing at the van had simply been a desperate attempt to find a vendor selling batteries. The driver, a kind soul, grasped his meaning immediately. He took him to the county town to buy fitting batteries, purchased shoes and other daily necessities for him, and promised to take him out again next time. On the way back, as the man sat in the passenger seat with his beloved radio clutched in his hands, his smile returned—bright as it was at the beginning. But this time, the joy came not from the radio waves, but from the love of a stranger. I do not wish to specifically mention their ethnicities, for some warmth needs no labels. It is just like sunlight falling on everyone's shoulders, never asking who you are.🌞

AL-fira 🇨🇳

34,970 次观看 • 5 个月前

She packed out today and left him. 💔💔 Igbo women are one of the most wicked, terrible, and money-hungry women ever made by God, and this is a situation very close to home. 💔 This man brought his wife from the village when they were both young, and he sold his business and wares just to open a big pepper soup joint for both of them to maintain. Then this woman started sidelining him. His business was functioning, but it wasn’t doing as well as before, according to the story my mom told me. He made sure his wife had everything, and she grew up on him. He left some boys to watch over his business so he could help his wife’s business grow. Those boys sabotaged his business and stole all the money, so he had to close it down and fully focus on the business he built for his wife. The wife started complaining and told him not to come to the shop again because his presence drove customers away from her shop. She started showing him different shades of wickedness because he no longer brought money home and no longer had a business. She was the one paying the bills in the house for a while, and today she packed out of the house when she knew the rent would expire soon and the man had no means of surviving. 💔💔 This woman looked this man dead in the eyes this morning and said, “What have you done for me? Am I not the one who has been taking care of the bills and feeding you all these years?” It was the neighbors who started shouting and reminding her that, “This is the same man who brought you from the village when you looked like a tadpole, and he changed your life so much.” I just pray and hope he doesn’t commit su!c!de or po!son himself.

She packed out today and left him. 💔💔 Igbo women are one of the most wicked, terrible, and money-hungry women ever made by God, and this is a situation very close to home. 💔 This man brought his wife from the village when they were both young, and he sold his business and wares just to open a big pepper soup joint for both of them to maintain. Then this woman started sidelining him. His business was functioning, but it wasn’t doing as well as before, according to the story my mom told me. He made sure his wife had everything, and she grew up on him. He left some boys to watch over his business so he could help his wife’s business grow. Those boys sabotaged his business and stole all the money, so he had to close it down and fully focus on the business he built for his wife. The wife started complaining and told him not to come to the shop again because his presence drove customers away from her shop. She started showing him different shades of wickedness because he no longer brought money home and no longer had a business. She was the one paying the bills in the house for a while, and today she packed out of the house when she knew the rent would expire soon and the man had no means of surviving. 💔💔 This woman looked this man dead in the eyes this morning and said, “What have you done for me? Am I not the one who has been taking care of the bills and feeding you all these years?” It was the neighbors who started shouting and reminding her that, “This is the same man who brought you from the village when you looked like a tadpole, and he changed your life so much.” I just pray and hope he doesn’t commit su!c!de or po!son himself.

Idanssssssss😝😝

22,370 次观看 • 2 个月前

🚨BREAKING: In Danbury, Connecticut, multiple ICE agents have a man pinned to the ground… and instead of handcuffing him… they stepped on him, beat him, and then TASED him… causing him to have a SEIZURE. In the video, the man is pulled from a car and is face down on the pavement, with his feet still inside the vehicle. There are MULTIPLE agents on top of him. He does not appear to be actively fighting back, punching, kicking at the agents, attacking anyone, or trying to flee. He is simply lying on the ground. One agent is seen stepping on the man, with his full weight, and repeatedly bouncing on him, before appearing to kick him in the face. Then, while an agent is kneeling on the man’s back, he pulls out his taser and points it at him… as another agent walks around the car, with a second taser, and tases him. The agents pull the man’s arms behind his back and handcuff him… as the man has a seizure. And let’s be clear about what happened… Refusing to put your hands behind your back is NOT the same thing as actively fighting law enforcement. And ICE’s own use-of-force policy specifically categorizes electronic control weapons, like tasers, as a higher level of force than basic physical control techniques. Its policy says intermediate force may be used only when there is no reasonably effective, safe, feasible alternative available. And a taser is NOT supposed to be used as a punishment for someone who isn’t complying with an order. The purpose of force is to gain control of a situation… not to punish someone for refusing to comply. So, when MULTIPLE agents already have a man physically surrounded and pinned down, and he isn’t actively attacking them, or attempting to escape… Why was an ELECTRICAL WEAPON necessary? Being difficult to handcuff does not give federal agents permission to use whatever force they want. Especially when that force can cause seizures and other serious medical complications. Which is why accountability matters. Because when armed, masked federal agents believe there will be no consequences for using excessive force, there is nothing stopping the next encounter from becoming even worse. The Constitution doesn’t disappear because someone is being detained by ICE. ICE agents are not above the law.

🚨BREAKING: In Danbury, Connecticut, multiple ICE agents have a man pinned to the ground… and instead of handcuffing him… they stepped on him, beat him, and then TASED him… causing him to have a SEIZURE. In the video, the man is pulled from a car and is face down on the pavement, with his feet still inside the vehicle. There are MULTIPLE agents on top of him. He does not appear to be actively fighting back, punching, kicking at the agents, attacking anyone, or trying to flee. He is simply lying on the ground. One agent is seen stepping on the man, with his full weight, and repeatedly bouncing on him, before appearing to kick him in the face. Then, while an agent is kneeling on the man’s back, he pulls out his taser and points it at him… as another agent walks around the car, with a second taser, and tases him. The agents pull the man’s arms behind his back and handcuff him… as the man has a seizure. And let’s be clear about what happened… Refusing to put your hands behind your back is NOT the same thing as actively fighting law enforcement. And ICE’s own use-of-force policy specifically categorizes electronic control weapons, like tasers, as a higher level of force than basic physical control techniques. Its policy says intermediate force may be used only when there is no reasonably effective, safe, feasible alternative available. And a taser is NOT supposed to be used as a punishment for someone who isn’t complying with an order. The purpose of force is to gain control of a situation… not to punish someone for refusing to comply. So, when MULTIPLE agents already have a man physically surrounded and pinned down, and he isn’t actively attacking them, or attempting to escape… Why was an ELECTRICAL WEAPON necessary? Being difficult to handcuff does not give federal agents permission to use whatever force they want. Especially when that force can cause seizures and other serious medical complications. Which is why accountability matters. Because when armed, masked federal agents believe there will be no consequences for using excessive force, there is nothing stopping the next encounter from becoming even worse. The Constitution doesn’t disappear because someone is being detained by ICE. ICE agents are not above the law.

Jesus Freakin Congress

40,985 次观看 • 28 天前

🚨WOW!!! A 12-year-old boy in Washington was attacked by a BLACK BEAR in his own backyard... ...and he fought back with his BARE HANDS until his dad could get to him. He survived and said, "it was either fight or die, if you fight you have a better chance, so FIGHT!" His name is Robin Westgate, from Bellingham, Washington. On Sunday night, Sept. 13, Robin finished dinner with his family and ran out to the backyard fruit orchard to grab a popcorn bowl. That's when he and the bear startled each other. "It was fight or die. I didn't really have an option." She charged him. TWICE. She clawed his side, left puncture wounds on his hip, and bit down on his wrist. But Robin knew exactly what to do. Bears are common in his neighborhood, and he had been TAUGHT what to do if he ever met one: "If you fight, you have a better chance, so fight." So he fought. He punched. He screamed. And he drove his thumb straight into the bear's eye. Then his dad Noah came running. The bear turned and charged a THIRD time, this time at Dad. Noah says it was actually a relief to have her coming at him instead of his son. 😭 He went into what he calls "code red" mode, protecting his boy the same way that mama bear was protecting her cub. "She crunches into my hand right at the moment I land the hardest punch of my life." And the bear RAN. His little sister, Riverley heard her big brother screaming and ran for help. Robin and his dad were both treated at the hospital and sent home. And Robin's takeaway is that he says the danger from the bears hasn't changed. The only thing that changed is that now he knows he can trust himself. Dad says he's a proud papa. He should be. What an incredible kid. 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

🚨WOW!!! A 12-year-old boy in Washington was attacked by a BLACK BEAR in his own backyard... ...and he fought back with his BARE HANDS until his dad could get to him. He survived and said, "it was either fight or die, if you fight you have a better chance, so FIGHT!" His name is Robin Westgate, from Bellingham, Washington. On Sunday night, Sept. 13, Robin finished dinner with his family and ran out to the backyard fruit orchard to grab a popcorn bowl. That's when he and the bear startled each other. "It was fight or die. I didn't really have an option." She charged him. TWICE. She clawed his side, left puncture wounds on his hip, and bit down on his wrist. But Robin knew exactly what to do. Bears are common in his neighborhood, and he had been TAUGHT what to do if he ever met one: "If you fight, you have a better chance, so fight." So he fought. He punched. He screamed. And he drove his thumb straight into the bear's eye. Then his dad Noah came running. The bear turned and charged a THIRD time, this time at Dad. Noah says it was actually a relief to have her coming at him instead of his son. 😭 He went into what he calls "code red" mode, protecting his boy the same way that mama bear was protecting her cub. "She crunches into my hand right at the moment I land the hardest punch of my life." And the bear RAN. His little sister, Riverley heard her big brother screaming and ran for help. Robin and his dad were both treated at the hospital and sent home. And Robin's takeaway is that he says the danger from the bears hasn't changed. The only thing that changed is that now he knows he can trust himself. Dad says he's a proud papa. He should be. What an incredible kid. 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

Matt Van Swol

46,078 次观看 • 1 天前

The Horse That Once Collapsed and the Change No One Could Have Expected 🐎💗 When the rescuers first saw that horse, they almost did not know what to think. He was so thin that his bones showed clearly beneath the skin. His four legs were spread wide to keep his balance, his body swaying, and he nearly fell into the trailer. Looking at him, one had the feeling that just a little more and he would no longer have the strength to stand. They brought him to the foster home with worry. A horse that has become so weak and has been down for too long can face many difficulties getting back on his feet. No one knew how far he would recover. Then the next morning, when the stall door opened, the caregivers saw something that took them by surprise. The horse was standing. He was not only standing on his own legs but also pawing the ground, as if waiting for the caregiver to bring him food. It was a small sign, but a very important one. He still had strength. And he still wanted to eat. From there, the recovery process began with the most ordinary things. He was given enough food and water, a safe place to rest, and caregivers who monitored his condition every day. No change happened overnight. His health returned little by little. His body gradually filled out. He stood more steadily, moved more, and finally was able to run across the pasture. Looking at that image, it is hard to connect it with the horse that once could barely stand beside the trailer. But the most thought-provoking part of this story is not how much he changed. It is that the rescuers did not know the outcome in advance. They could not be sure the horse would recover. They simply saw an animal in very poor condition who still had a chance, and they decided to give him that chance. Perhaps we humans often make a similar mistake: looking at someone in their hardest moment and thinking that is who they are, or that is where their story will end. But one bad day is not always an entire life. This horse did not need a miracle to begin changing. He needed food, water, care, and time. The rest, his body found on its own. And then one day, the horse that once had only enough strength to lean against a trailer was able to run across the pasture. Perhaps that is the most memorable image of this story: not a life that was turned into something else, but a life that was given the chance to return to itself.

The Horse That Once Collapsed and the Change No One Could Have Expected 🐎💗 When the rescuers first saw that horse, they almost did not know what to think. He was so thin that his bones showed clearly beneath the skin. His four legs were spread wide to keep his balance, his body swaying, and he nearly fell into the trailer. Looking at him, one had the feeling that just a little more and he would no longer have the strength to stand. They brought him to the foster home with worry. A horse that has become so weak and has been down for too long can face many difficulties getting back on his feet. No one knew how far he would recover. Then the next morning, when the stall door opened, the caregivers saw something that took them by surprise. The horse was standing. He was not only standing on his own legs but also pawing the ground, as if waiting for the caregiver to bring him food. It was a small sign, but a very important one. He still had strength. And he still wanted to eat. From there, the recovery process began with the most ordinary things. He was given enough food and water, a safe place to rest, and caregivers who monitored his condition every day. No change happened overnight. His health returned little by little. His body gradually filled out. He stood more steadily, moved more, and finally was able to run across the pasture. Looking at that image, it is hard to connect it with the horse that once could barely stand beside the trailer. But the most thought-provoking part of this story is not how much he changed. It is that the rescuers did not know the outcome in advance. They could not be sure the horse would recover. They simply saw an animal in very poor condition who still had a chance, and they decided to give him that chance. Perhaps we humans often make a similar mistake: looking at someone in their hardest moment and thinking that is who they are, or that is where their story will end. But one bad day is not always an entire life. This horse did not need a miracle to begin changing. He needed food, water, care, and time. The rest, his body found on its own. And then one day, the horse that once had only enough strength to lean against a trailer was able to run across the pasture. Perhaps that is the most memorable image of this story: not a life that was turned into something else, but a life that was given the chance to return to itself.

Beauty of music and nature 🌺🌺

15,983 次观看 • 1 个月前

A powerful scene in the Odyssey comes when Odysseus finally returns to Ithaca after twenty years of war and wandering. You'd expect the story to end with a great celebration: with the hero coming home and the family reunited. Homer does something far stranger. Odysseus arrives disguised as a beggar, because Athena warns him that the palace has been taken over by more than a hundred suitors who have been living there for years, eating his food, drinking his wine, and pressuring his wife Penelope to marry one of them. They believe Odysseus is dead and in their minds the kingdom is already theirs. So the king of Ithaca walks through his own halls dressed in rags while the men stealing his house sit comfortably at his tables. They mock him, throw scraps at him, and one of them even strikes him, and Odysseus takes it. The same man who blinded the Cyclops now stands quietly while strangers insult him in his own home. Homer tells us his heart burns inside his chest and that he wants to attack them immediately, yet he restrains himself and waits. Instead of striking, Odysseus studies the room carefully. He counts the men, watches their habits, and observes which servants remain loyal and which have betrayed him. He delays his revenge until the moment is right. Eventually Penelope announces a contest and brings out Odysseus' great bow, declaring that she will marry the man who can string it and shoot an arrow through twelve axe heads lined up in a row. One by one the suitors try and fail, because none of them can even bend the bow. Then the beggar asks for a turn. The suitors laugh at first, but the bow is eventually handed to him. Odysseus takes it in his hands and strings it effortlessly. Homer says the sound of the bowstring tightening rings through the hall like the note of a swallow. Then he places an arrow on the string and sends it cleanly through all twelve axe heads. In that moment the beggar disappears. Odysseus turns the bow toward the suitors and reveals who he is. What follows is one of the most brutal scenes in Greek literature. The doors are sealed and the suitors realize too late that they are trapped inside the hall. Odysseus, his son Telemachus, and two loyal servants begin killing them one by one. There is no escape and no negotiation. The men who spent years consuming another man's house die inside it. It is a violent ending, but Homer wants you to understand something important. The real danger to Odysseus was never just the monsters and storms along the journey. It was the possibility that someone else might take his place while he was gone. When Odysseus finally returns, he reminds everyone in Ithaca of a simple truth: A man's home is never truly his unless he is willing to fight for it. --- Join our online book club and study the classics with us! We are working through the great texts of the Western canon, including the Homeric epics: To preserve a culture, you must continually study the books and ideas that created it. If the schools and universities won't teach the great books of the West, we will do it ourselves... We are an independent group funded ENTIRELY by the members of this community. If you'd like to support us, please consider a paid membership. You'll get: - Live book club discussions (biweekly) - Essays to guide you through the books we're reading - The full archive of discussions and essays - Access to the community chat room See you inside!

A powerful scene in the Odyssey comes when Odysseus finally returns to Ithaca after twenty years of war and wandering. You'd expect the story to end with a great celebration: with the hero coming home and the family reunited. Homer does something far stranger. Odysseus arrives disguised as a beggar, because Athena warns him that the palace has been taken over by more than a hundred suitors who have been living there for years, eating his food, drinking his wine, and pressuring his wife Penelope to marry one of them. They believe Odysseus is dead and in their minds the kingdom is already theirs. So the king of Ithaca walks through his own halls dressed in rags while the men stealing his house sit comfortably at his tables. They mock him, throw scraps at him, and one of them even strikes him, and Odysseus takes it. The same man who blinded the Cyclops now stands quietly while strangers insult him in his own home. Homer tells us his heart burns inside his chest and that he wants to attack them immediately, yet he restrains himself and waits. Instead of striking, Odysseus studies the room carefully. He counts the men, watches their habits, and observes which servants remain loyal and which have betrayed him. He delays his revenge until the moment is right. Eventually Penelope announces a contest and brings out Odysseus' great bow, declaring that she will marry the man who can string it and shoot an arrow through twelve axe heads lined up in a row. One by one the suitors try and fail, because none of them can even bend the bow. Then the beggar asks for a turn. The suitors laugh at first, but the bow is eventually handed to him. Odysseus takes it in his hands and strings it effortlessly. Homer says the sound of the bowstring tightening rings through the hall like the note of a swallow. Then he places an arrow on the string and sends it cleanly through all twelve axe heads. In that moment the beggar disappears. Odysseus turns the bow toward the suitors and reveals who he is. What follows is one of the most brutal scenes in Greek literature. The doors are sealed and the suitors realize too late that they are trapped inside the hall. Odysseus, his son Telemachus, and two loyal servants begin killing them one by one. There is no escape and no negotiation. The men who spent years consuming another man's house die inside it. It is a violent ending, but Homer wants you to understand something important. The real danger to Odysseus was never just the monsters and storms along the journey. It was the possibility that someone else might take his place while he was gone. When Odysseus finally returns, he reminds everyone in Ithaca of a simple truth: A man's home is never truly his unless he is willing to fight for it. --- Join our online book club and study the classics with us! We are working through the great texts of the Western canon, including the Homeric epics: To preserve a culture, you must continually study the books and ideas that created it. If the schools and universities won't teach the great books of the West, we will do it ourselves... We are an independent group funded ENTIRELY by the members of this community. If you'd like to support us, please consider a paid membership. You'll get: - Live book club discussions (biweekly) - Essays to guide you through the books we're reading - The full archive of discussions and essays - Access to the community chat room See you inside!

Athenaeum Book Club

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