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24,713 views • 1 month ago

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

1Jrome

19,792 views • 6 months ago

🚨 JD Vance says he will IMMEDIATELY reach out to a widow of a fallen American troop in support of operations against Iran to make sure she gets every benefit she deserves He cares ❤️ "If you have the private contact information, we will reach out to her directly as soon as this is over and make sure that she gets what she's entitled to." "Obviously, our heart breaks for every single person who lost their lives in this operation and as much as our heart breaks, I can't possibly fathom a young widow what she's feeling and dealing with it." "And so we want to be as helpful as we can and ensure she gets everything that she's entitled to. So we will certainly work that on the back end as soon as that." "And my message to her would be, we love you, we're grateful for the sacrifice and we very much take very seriously our commitment to get you what you need to get."

🚨 JD Vance says he will IMMEDIATELY reach out to a widow of a fallen American troop in support of operations against Iran to make sure she gets every benefit she deserves He cares ❤️ "If you have the private contact information, we will reach out to her directly as soon as this is over and make sure that she gets what she's entitled to." "Obviously, our heart breaks for every single person who lost their lives in this operation and as much as our heart breaks, I can't possibly fathom a young widow what she's feeling and dealing with it." "And so we want to be as helpful as we can and ensure she gets everything that she's entitled to. So we will certainly work that on the back end as soon as that." "And my message to her would be, we love you, we're grateful for the sacrifice and we very much take very seriously our commitment to get you what you need to get."

Eric Daugherty

15,283 views • 17 hours ago

She paid over a million dollars for her dream property, a peaceful home with a stunning river running along the back. At first, the view felt like paradise. But as months passed, she noticed strangers regularly setting up chairs, fishing, and even walking across parts of her land as if it were a public park. After digging into records, she claims the seller knew the area had long been treated like public access and never disclosed it. Now, she’s suing the company that sold her the property. Waterfront living sounds idyllic, but access rights, easements, and local customs can completely change the reality. When seven figures are on the line, transparency isn’t just courtesy. It’s critical. Should buyers be responsible for researching every detail… or should sellers be legally obligated to disclose something that big?

She paid over a million dollars for her dream property, a peaceful home with a stunning river running along the back. At first, the view felt like paradise. But as months passed, she noticed strangers regularly setting up chairs, fishing, and even walking across parts of her land as if it were a public park. After digging into records, she claims the seller knew the area had long been treated like public access and never disclosed it. Now, she’s suing the company that sold her the property. Waterfront living sounds idyllic, but access rights, easements, and local customs can completely change the reality. When seven figures are on the line, transparency isn’t just courtesy. It’s critical. Should buyers be responsible for researching every detail… or should sellers be legally obligated to disclose something that big?

Dr. CZ

980,073 views • 6 months ago

Helen is a cow who has been blind since birth. She spent 19 years completely alone on a dairy farm, surrounded by nothing but four walls and silence. She had never felt the warmth of the sun, heard the wind, or had a friend. On May 7, the day after her 19th birthday, Helen was rescued and taken to a sanctuary. At first, she stood perfectly still, listening carefully to every sound around her, trying to determine whether she was finally safe. Her caregivers created a special space just for her, with a soft bed, gentle shade, and wind chimes hung throughout the pasture so she could navigate by sound. Over time, Helen learned to recognize the voices of the people caring for her. She gradually gained the confidence to step outside, explore her surroundings, and soon fell in love with a grooming brush near the entrance. Every evening, she would stand beneath the wind chimes, brush herself, and quietly listen to their gentle ringing. One day, Helen slowly walked over to one of her caregivers, leaned her whole body against him, and gently licked his hand. It was her way of saying, “I trust you now.” Later, Margaret, a 17-year-old cow rescued from another dairy farm, arrived at the sanctuary. The two elderly ladies formed an immediate bond. Together with the rescue community, Helen and Margaret's own little “Château” was created, complete with fresh hay, cozy resting areas, grooming brushes, and wind chimes. Helen also has a favorite song: the Hawaiian version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Whenever it begins to play, she lifts her face toward the sky and stands completely still, as if she has finally found the safe place she had been searching for all her life. After 19 years surrounded by walls, Helen's world is now filled with warmth, kindness, and the gentle sound of wind chimes guiding her home ❤️

Helen is a cow who has been blind since birth. She spent 19 years completely alone on a dairy farm, surrounded by nothing but four walls and silence. She had never felt the warmth of the sun, heard the wind, or had a friend. On May 7, the day after her 19th birthday, Helen was rescued and taken to a sanctuary. At first, she stood perfectly still, listening carefully to every sound around her, trying to determine whether she was finally safe. Her caregivers created a special space just for her, with a soft bed, gentle shade, and wind chimes hung throughout the pasture so she could navigate by sound. Over time, Helen learned to recognize the voices of the people caring for her. She gradually gained the confidence to step outside, explore her surroundings, and soon fell in love with a grooming brush near the entrance. Every evening, she would stand beneath the wind chimes, brush herself, and quietly listen to their gentle ringing. One day, Helen slowly walked over to one of her caregivers, leaned her whole body against him, and gently licked his hand. It was her way of saying, “I trust you now.” Later, Margaret, a 17-year-old cow rescued from another dairy farm, arrived at the sanctuary. The two elderly ladies formed an immediate bond. Together with the rescue community, Helen and Margaret's own little “Château” was created, complete with fresh hay, cozy resting areas, grooming brushes, and wind chimes. Helen also has a favorite song: the Hawaiian version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Whenever it begins to play, she lifts her face toward the sky and stands completely still, as if she has finally found the safe place she had been searching for all her life. After 19 years surrounded by walls, Helen's world is now filled with warmth, kindness, and the gentle sound of wind chimes guiding her home ❤️

Beauty of music and nature 🌺🌺

44,579 views • 1 month ago

A care assistant in Wakefield won £47,182 on a William Hill jackpot game and was "crying with happiness." She already pulled £33,000 into her bank account to pay off her mortgage. The next day, William Hill called and told her to send it all back. – Gemma Bradley 47, from Wakefield, was playing William Hill's "Jackpot Drop" game on March 16 when the win hit. – She immediately withdrew the maximum her debit card allowed, £33,000, planning to move the rest out the following day. – She and her 69-year-old mother, who she lives with, celebrated together, believing their mortgage stress was finally over. – The next day, she found she could no longer access her William Hill account at all. – That evening, a William Hill representative called to tell her it had been a mistake on the company's end, and she'd need to pay the £33,000 back. – William Hill's own incident report showed 35,072 jackpot "hits" occurred during the roughly 40-minute glitch window, compared to just 518 during the same period a week earlier. – Other affected customers reported losing winnings they believed were as high as £200,000. – One 76 year old man had a heart attack after his own payout was reversed. – Gemma said she'd repay the money if required, adding: "It's a good job I didn't book a holiday. What if it's happened to someone who's gone out and bought a car?" She had the money in her actual bank account, already spent in her head on paying off her mortgage. A phone call from the company that put it there was all it took to ask for every pound back.

A care assistant in Wakefield won £47,182 on a William Hill jackpot game and was "crying with happiness." She already pulled £33,000 into her bank account to pay off her mortgage. The next day, William Hill called and told her to send it all back. – Gemma Bradley 47, from Wakefield, was playing William Hill's "Jackpot Drop" game on March 16 when the win hit. – She immediately withdrew the maximum her debit card allowed, £33,000, planning to move the rest out the following day. – She and her 69-year-old mother, who she lives with, celebrated together, believing their mortgage stress was finally over. – The next day, she found she could no longer access her William Hill account at all. – That evening, a William Hill representative called to tell her it had been a mistake on the company's end, and she'd need to pay the £33,000 back. – William Hill's own incident report showed 35,072 jackpot "hits" occurred during the roughly 40-minute glitch window, compared to just 518 during the same period a week earlier. – Other affected customers reported losing winnings they believed were as high as £200,000. – One 76 year old man had a heart attack after his own payout was reversed. – Gemma said she'd repay the money if required, adding: "It's a good job I didn't book a holiday. What if it's happened to someone who's gone out and bought a car?" She had the money in her actual bank account, already spent in her head on paying off her mortgage. A phone call from the company that put it there was all it took to ask for every pound back.

Aisar

2,546,406 views • 1 month ago

Like I said, you all don’t know shit. I have 100 over I can’t post the ones that have a lot of them, but she attacked me because she knows I won’t do anything back to her and she takes advantage of it. This is every day if I say one wrong thing if a girl enters my chat, etc.. you all have no idea what I’ve been living with and trying to make content at the same time. Do you think a woman like this is gonna let me collaborate. And now she’s facing seven felonies. Breaking entering destruction property theft above it’s over 60,000 in cash valuables and another 20 grand in destruction. That hasn’t been posted, but she doesn’t want me to post it, but she knows she’s red-handed caught about every lie she’s ever told. MAN, EVEN IF YOU’RE BEING ATTACKED, NEVER HIT A GIRL NO MATTER WHAT THERE ARE THREE OPTIONS BLOCK, RUN OR BAR HUB NO MATTER HOW PSYCHO THEY ARE 🐒👑🐍 -MKC #fishtanklive #crazy #attaxk #abuse #wild #violent

Like I said, you all don’t know shit. I have 100 over I can’t post the ones that have a lot of them, but she attacked me because she knows I won’t do anything back to her and she takes advantage of it. This is every day if I say one wrong thing if a girl enters my chat, etc.. you all have no idea what I’ve been living with and trying to make content at the same time. Do you think a woman like this is gonna let me collaborate. And now she’s facing seven felonies. Breaking entering destruction property theft above it’s over 60,000 in cash valuables and another 20 grand in destruction. That hasn’t been posted, but she doesn’t want me to post it, but she knows she’s red-handed caught about every lie she’s ever told. MAN, EVEN IF YOU’RE BEING ATTACKED, NEVER HIT A GIRL NO MATTER WHAT THERE ARE THREE OPTIONS BLOCK, RUN OR BAR HUB NO MATTER HOW PSYCHO THEY ARE 🐒👑🐍 -MKC #fishtanklive #crazy #attaxk #abuse #wild #violent

Alex B

10,511 views • 2 months ago

🚨 BOOM! Even DEMOCRAT .U.S. Senator John Fetterman Sen. John Fetterman just EXPOSED the hypocrisy on CNN! He BLASTED Hillary Clinton & Kamala Harris — reminding everyone they BOTH called Iran a “grave danger” & top threat… yet now some Dems whine about taking them out? Fetterman: “Whether it was Hillary… or Kamala Harris… she identified Iran as her top concern… called Iran a grave danger. And now every single Democrat agrees we can NEVER let Iran get a nuke!” Country over party? Fetterman gets it. Dems wanted Iran weak… until Trump actually does something about it. 💥🇺🇸 Who else is tired of the flip-flops? Drop 🔥 if you’d rather have Fetterman-style honesty!

🚨 BOOM! Even DEMOCRAT .U.S. Senator John Fetterman Sen. John Fetterman just EXPOSED the hypocrisy on CNN! He BLASTED Hillary Clinton & Kamala Harris — reminding everyone they BOTH called Iran a “grave danger” & top threat… yet now some Dems whine about taking them out? Fetterman: “Whether it was Hillary… or Kamala Harris… she identified Iran as her top concern… called Iran a grave danger. And now every single Democrat agrees we can NEVER let Iran get a nuke!” Country over party? Fetterman gets it. Dems wanted Iran weak… until Trump actually does something about it. 💥🇺🇸 Who else is tired of the flip-flops? Drop 🔥 if you’d rather have Fetterman-style honesty!

🦅 Eagle Wings 🦅

79,431 views • 5 months ago

This video gets better with every second 🥹 Ahead of Santos’ match against Mirassol, a young mascot couldn’t hold back the tears at being so close to Neymar. Brazão spots what is happening and guides her over. Neymar puts his arm around her, and she immediately wraps both arms around her hero ❤️ I’ve walked out alongside enough mascots to know that what feels like another matchday to a player can be one of the biggest moments of a child’s life. That’s why I love that neither player lets this one pass them by!! It's not about fame... it’s about paying attention. We all have opportunities to make somebody feel valued, and it may mean far more to them than we’ll ever know. She’ll never forget this. It will never be just about football 😍 (🎥 Santos FC)

This video gets better with every second 🥹 Ahead of Santos’ match against Mirassol, a young mascot couldn’t hold back the tears at being so close to Neymar. Brazão spots what is happening and guides her over. Neymar puts his arm around her, and she immediately wraps both arms around her hero ❤️ I’ve walked out alongside enough mascots to know that what feels like another matchday to a player can be one of the biggest moments of a child’s life. That’s why I love that neither player lets this one pass them by!! It's not about fame... it’s about paying attention. We all have opportunities to make somebody feel valued, and it may mean far more to them than we’ll ever know. She’ll never forget this. It will never be just about football 😍 (🎥 Santos FC)

Thomas Hal Robson-Kanu

27,784 views • 10 days ago

MNAKUMBUKA HUYU? This is Mercy Karimi, a young woman I rescued from the streets of Nairobi CBD about two months ago after several people reached out to me asking for help. Mercy had been living on the streets for more than four years but now she is in a safe place ,thats Rapid Rehabilitation Centre for Addiction. If you look at Mercy today and compare her with how she was when I first found her, you will notice a remarkable difference. She was in a very difficult condition, living on the streets and battling illness. She had also been attacked, and sanitizer had been poured into one of her eyes, leaving it in a very bad condition. I stepped in, rescued her, took her to hospital for medical attention, and later took her to a rehabilitation centre, where she has been admitted and continues with her rehabilitation programme. Mercy is still on her recovery journey, but I am happy to say that she is doing much better. Her progress may take time, but every small improvement is a reason to be grateful. I will continue supporting Mercy throughout her rehabilitation, and once she completes the programme, I will also help her reunite with her family and support her as she begins the next chapter of her life. I will keep updating you on her journey because this is not just about rescuing someone from the streets; it is about helping them rebuild their life and giving them hope for a better future. Sometimes, all someone needs is one person to believe in them and give them a second chance. Let us never give up on people simply because they have fallen on hard times. A helping hand today can change someone’s entire tomorrow. ❤️

MNAKUMBUKA HUYU? This is Mercy Karimi, a young woman I rescued from the streets of Nairobi CBD about two months ago after several people reached out to me asking for help. Mercy had been living on the streets for more than four years but now she is in a safe place ,thats Rapid Rehabilitation Centre for Addiction. If you look at Mercy today and compare her with how she was when I first found her, you will notice a remarkable difference. She was in a very difficult condition, living on the streets and battling illness. She had also been attacked, and sanitizer had been poured into one of her eyes, leaving it in a very bad condition. I stepped in, rescued her, took her to hospital for medical attention, and later took her to a rehabilitation centre, where she has been admitted and continues with her rehabilitation programme. Mercy is still on her recovery journey, but I am happy to say that she is doing much better. Her progress may take time, but every small improvement is a reason to be grateful. I will continue supporting Mercy throughout her rehabilitation, and once she completes the programme, I will also help her reunite with her family and support her as she begins the next chapter of her life. I will keep updating you on her journey because this is not just about rescuing someone from the streets; it is about helping them rebuild their life and giving them hope for a better future. Sometimes, all someone needs is one person to believe in them and give them a second chance. Let us never give up on people simply because they have fallen on hard times. A helping hand today can change someone’s entire tomorrow. ❤️

Geoffrey Mosiria

17,330 views • 23 days ago

Erika Kirk Now, I don't know if she had Charlie unalived or participated in the assassination somehow and I don't plan on speculating on that. HOWEVER, Erika's public speaking doesn't help her case AT ALL. I don't know if it's her personality or not but every speech sounds unnatural. Not unnatural in the sense that she wrote it but in the sense that someone else wrote it and it doesn't resonate with her. Nothing she says seems to come from the heart. It all seems contrived and too calculated. And whoever is her ghost writer should be fired. Every time she opens her mouth she becomes more and more unlikeable. Scripts keep things under control with predictable outcomes, so I get it. But for once, she should scrap the script and tell the people how she really feels. She come off the cuff (if she has those skills) and speak from the heart, even if it comes off vulgar. As it stands now, it appears as if she has no heart. My guess is her team doesn't want her to do that because they are afraid she may blunder and create bad PR. But she's already deep in the well on that, so, she has nothing to lose. The thing about humans is, even if they don't agree with you, authenticity tends to get respect. So, an off-the-cuff speech might not sit well with many, but at least they'll respect her gangsta. The strategy they've chosen for Erilka is all wrong. The people around her can't guide her through this. I don't think they have the experience or brain power. Maybe Charlie was the only brilliant mind at TPUSA. Here's the thing...We don't know Erika. We know Charlie. But most of us never even knew what Charlie's wife looked like. So, all we have to judge her on is her content. And it's NOT looking good. In the latest viral clip, Erika is wearing all black like some sort of rogue mercenary. Whose idea was that? If I were in her corner, I would have advised her to look as feminine as possible while going scorched earth with her messaging. Instead of the black assassin outfit, a white dress would have been more suitable. It would make it much easier to win the people over because her current image comes off cold, masculine, and brash. As far as Candace and Druski go, they would have gotten none of my direct attention. I would be more focused on the work and tuning out the distractions. Feeding into them only makes them stronger and Erika's image weaker. When Erika responded to Candace, it only made Candy more powerful...and to her fans, more credible. THAT was a fatal error. But if I were on her team, I would tell her to STOP! Cease all public appearances and podcasts for the foreseeable future, and rebrand as a mother. Go on vacation, take some time off, and reset. Unless...you're trying to win a Griftie. And in that case...Good luck!

Erika Kirk Now, I don't know if she had Charlie unalived or participated in the assassination somehow and I don't plan on speculating on that. HOWEVER, Erika's public speaking doesn't help her case AT ALL. I don't know if it's her personality or not but every speech sounds unnatural. Not unnatural in the sense that she wrote it but in the sense that someone else wrote it and it doesn't resonate with her. Nothing she says seems to come from the heart. It all seems contrived and too calculated. And whoever is her ghost writer should be fired. Every time she opens her mouth she becomes more and more unlikeable. Scripts keep things under control with predictable outcomes, so I get it. But for once, she should scrap the script and tell the people how she really feels. She come off the cuff (if she has those skills) and speak from the heart, even if it comes off vulgar. As it stands now, it appears as if she has no heart. My guess is her team doesn't want her to do that because they are afraid she may blunder and create bad PR. But she's already deep in the well on that, so, she has nothing to lose. The thing about humans is, even if they don't agree with you, authenticity tends to get respect. So, an off-the-cuff speech might not sit well with many, but at least they'll respect her gangsta. The strategy they've chosen for Erilka is all wrong. The people around her can't guide her through this. I don't think they have the experience or brain power. Maybe Charlie was the only brilliant mind at TPUSA. Here's the thing...We don't know Erika. We know Charlie. But most of us never even knew what Charlie's wife looked like. So, all we have to judge her on is her content. And it's NOT looking good. In the latest viral clip, Erika is wearing all black like some sort of rogue mercenary. Whose idea was that? If I were in her corner, I would have advised her to look as feminine as possible while going scorched earth with her messaging. Instead of the black assassin outfit, a white dress would have been more suitable. It would make it much easier to win the people over because her current image comes off cold, masculine, and brash. As far as Candace and Druski go, they would have gotten none of my direct attention. I would be more focused on the work and tuning out the distractions. Feeding into them only makes them stronger and Erika's image weaker. When Erika responded to Candace, it only made Candy more powerful...and to her fans, more credible. THAT was a fatal error. But if I were on her team, I would tell her to STOP! Cease all public appearances and podcasts for the foreseeable future, and rebrand as a mother. Go on vacation, take some time off, and reset. Unless...you're trying to win a Griftie. And in that case...Good luck!

Hotep Jesus

40,519 views • 4 months ago