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FL 21 TX 17
Anyone predicting Texas soring more than 30 hasn't been paying attention.
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Trying to get to 1k followers by the OU game can I get some help X Nation and Longhorn Nation #hookem 🤘🏽🐂🔥
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A Call for Attendance has been issued for an unaccompanied veteran funeral on Tuesday, September 15, 2026, at 11:00 AM.
The service will honor Kenneth Biggs, a veteran who is being laid to rest with no known family to attend.
More information 👇
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THE LAST FULL MEASURE OF DEVOTION 👇
She called her sister from the HIJACKED PLANE, told her she loved her and then she fought.
Linda Gronlund was 46 years old. Lawyer. Skilled mechanic. Karate brown belt. BMW executive. Flying with her boyfriend to celebrate her birthday in wine country when the terrorists took Flight 93.
At 9:46 a.m. she left a calm voicemail: the plane had been hijacked by men with a bomb, the Towers had already been hit and it looked like this one was next. She said she loved her sister and that she would miss her.
Minutes later, Linda and the other passengers and crew stood up and forced the plane into a Pennsylvania field instead of the Capitol.
They died stopping the next attack.
Twenty-five years later, Zohran Mamdani, Abdul El-Sayed, Hasan Piker and their fellow apologists still soft-pedal the same ideology that murdered them. They platform jihadist rhetoric, excuse “resistance,” and treat the people who celebrate 9/11 as legitimate voices.
Linda Gronlund didn’t give her life so these people could launder the enemy that killed her.
Never forget. Never excuse. (Sound on)
#Flight93 #NeverForget #September11
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Marine Arrogance
A Marine Sergeant wrote this in response to an army guy who posted a comment on a Marine Corps site that he was sick and tired of "Marine Arrogance."
The Sergeant said...
"I think that's what makes Marines special, if only in our own minds, is that elusive Quality of Esprit de Corps. It's the fact that we, as individual Marines, don't feel that we are individual Marines. When we wear our uniform, when we hear our Hymn, when we go into battle, we are going with every other Marine who ever wore the uniform.
Standing behind us are the Marines who fought during the birth of our nation. We're standing with the Marines who fought in WWI and gave birth to the legend of the "Teuful Hunden," or "Devil Dogs." We are standing with the Marines who took Iwo and Tarawa and countless other blood soaked islands throughout the Pacific.
We are standing with the "Frozen Chosin" and our beloved Chesty Puller. We are standing with the Marines who battled at Hue City and Khe Sanh and the muddy rice paddies of South East Asia. We are standing with the Marines who fought in Desert Storm and Iraqi Freedom and now are fighting in Afghanistan.
Like real brothers, their blood courses through our veins, and when we go into battle, we would rather lay down our lives than be a disappointment to them. We carry on our backs their legacy, their deaths, and their honor. We carry that for the rest of our lives.
The Marine Corps uniform doesn't come off when our active duty is over. We wear it daily in our attitude and our love of Corps and country. We wear it on our tattoos and our bumper stickers. We wear it on our hearts.
It's why, no matter where we are in the world, on November 10th, every Marine celebrates the Marine Corps birthday. It's why we'll never be an army of 1. It's why we never stop being Marines. It's why, for most of us, being a Marine isn't something we were. It's something we are.
It's the most important part of who and what we are. Some say we're arrogant. We say we're proud. We have a right to be proud. We are the United States Marines, the most feared and ferocious group of warriors to walk the face of this earth.
When America's enemies formulate their battle plans, they plan on going around Marine units because they know Damn well that they can't go through them. We are what other branches wish they were.
We are the modern day Spartans. This isn't bragging. It's written in the battle history of our country. When there's a parade and the Marines march by, everyone pays a little more attention. Some say, "arrogance." We call it "pride." It's why, in a crowd of servicemen, you can always spot the Marine. Why are Marines special? I don't know. We just are.
Saepius Exertus, Semper Fidelis, Frater Infinitas, Often Tested, Always Faithful, Brothers Forever,
-Semper Fidelis!
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@WHLeavitt
Scooping accounts from Asia and passing it off as legit. This clip isn't even faquing Iran.
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I’m not crying - you’re crying
The last verse+chorus of this is 10/10 the best USA World Cup song yet.
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"If all else fails, I will retreat up the valley of Virginia, plant my flag on the Blue Ridge, rally around the Scotch-Irish of that region and make my last stand for liberty amongst a people who will never submit to tyranny whilst there is a man left to draw a trigger." -GW
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US Marines Aid a Wounded Japanese Soldier on Okinawa (1945) 🇺🇸🇯🇵
Personnel of the U.S. 6th Marine Division were filmed assisting a severely wounded Japanese soldier who emerged from a subterranean tunnel during the Battle of Okinawa.
As Marines cleared the island's vast network of caves and fortified positions, they signaled to hold fire while Navy corpsmen immediately provided medical treatment to the exhausted prisoner.
With Japanese surrender remaining exceptionally rare throughout the Pacific War, scenes like these offered a remarkable glimpse of humanity amid one of the bloodiest campaigns of World War II.
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Further, I’ve never seen so many people
out on a Sunday night at the Lincoln Memorial to see the reflection. Decline is a choice - as is refusing decline, putting in the work to keep things beautiful and being proud of our capital city/our incredible country. 🇺🇸
The Reflecting Pool is reflecting, and it is absolutely SPECTACULAR. You can see the Washington Monument, the flags at the base, the U.S. Capitol and the flags at the WWII Memorial prominently. WOW. Not even full and proven it can be done. Thank you @POTUS and @SecretaryBurgum 🇺🇸
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Today's 82nd anniversary of D-Day comes with the unveiling of a new national tribute to those who changed the course of World War II.
The National Memorial of Military Ascent (NMMA) is a tribute to the U.S. Army Rangers who scaled the 100-foot cliffs of Pointe du Hoc during the D-Day invasion of Normandy in World War II. Located in Grafton, Illinois, the memorial utilizes the steep limestone bluffs along the Mississippi River to visually recreate this historic 1944 climb.
#Dday
#OmahaBeach
#WW2
#LestWeForget
“Those poor souls. They didn’t have their fathers here”
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Marine Colonel Francis Fenton kneels beside his son, Private First Class Mike Fenton, near Shuri, Okinawa, May 1945.
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They had met once during the fighting when their paths crossed at a partially destroyed Okinawan farmhouse. After exchanging news the two family members returned to their work. They would never talk again. On May 7, 1945, while beating back a Japanese counterattack the younger Fenton, 19, was killed.
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When his father received the bitter news, he traveled to the site of his son’s death and knelt down to pray over the flag-draped body.
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Upon arising, Colonel Fenton stared at the bodies of other Marine dead and said: ‘Those poor souls. They didn’t have their fathers here’
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If you’ll remember in the past, I posted a photo of Captain Ike Fenton of 1/5 in Korea, 1950. Ike Fenton was another son of Col Fenton.
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This Memorial Day, and every day, remember those who paid the ultimate sacrifice and spend the day how you feel best honors their memory.
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I asked the Muslim-only waterpark event organizer about her Learing Center.
She wasn’t happy. 🤷🏻♀️
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EVERY DEMOCRAT WANTS YOU DEAD. EVERY ONE.
Every single one of them harbors this desire. They leave the physical act of pulling the trigger to others. The moment the bullet finds its mark, the masks drop and the celebration begins. "For the common good." "To protect our democracy." These are the same blood-soaked incantations they have recited since 2016.
They will claim violence has no place in our politics while immediately pivoting to label MAGA as the real threat. The translation is clear. Your death is an unfortunate necessity demanded by the Republic.
This represents the logical endpoint of a decade-long campaign of demonization. They call Trump Hitler. They label MAGA a cult. They equate border enforcement with racism and election skepticism with insurrection. Every institution they control from the media and academia to the DOJ and Big Tech has spent years programming their followers to view conservatives strictly as vermin. When the vermin start dying, the faithful refuse to mourn. They meme. They ratio. They trend phrases like "one down, millions to go."
History is littered with regimes that spoke in the language of the common good while stacking bodies. The Jacobins, the Bolsheviks, and the Red Guards all began with noble rhetoric and ended with mass graves. The modern American Left has simply updated the vocabulary to weaponize terms like equity, sustainability, and the idea that democracy dies in darkness. It is the exact same meat grinder operating under new branding.
Their rhetoric is its merciless clarity. It destroys the comfortable illusion of equal culpability between both sides. One side argues policy. The other side argues that your existence is a hate crime. There is no negotiating with that level of hostility. Reaching across the aisle is impossible when the opposition views the aisle itself as a moral obscenity.
The path forward requires us to stop pretending. We must stop apologizing for noticing reality. We must stop ceding the moral high ground to people who cheer when we bleed. The shooting tonight is Exhibit A in the case for political realism. They want us erased. We want to win. Only one of those goals is compatible with survival.
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はじめてアメリカにいったのがテキサスなんですが、「何のためにアメリカに来た?」と聞かれて「BBQ」って言ったら、入国審査のおっちゃんにおすすめのバーベキュー屋を何件も手書き地図で渡されて肩叩いて送り出されました。
あの笑顔が忘れられない。
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A 40 ans Franz Kafka (1883-1924) qui ne s'est jamais marié et n'avait pas d'enfants, se promenait dans le parc de Berlin quand il rencontra une petite fille qui pleurait parce qu'elle avait perdu sa poupée préférée. Elle et Kafka ont cherché la poupée sans succès.
Kafka lui a dit de le rencontrer le lendemain et ils reviendraient la chercher.
Le lendemain, quand ils n'avaient pas encore trouvé la poupée, Kafka donna à la petite fille une lettre "écrite" de la poupée qui disait : " S'il te plaît ne pleure pas. J'ai fait un voyage pour voir le monde. Je vais t'écrire sur mes aventures."
C'est ainsi que commença une histoire qui se poursuit jusqu'à la fin de la vie de Kafka.
Lors de leurs rencontres, Kafka lisait les lettres de poupée soigneusement écrites avec des aventures et des conversations que l'enfant trouvait adorables.
Enfin, Kafka lui ramena la poupée (en acheta une) qui était de retour à Berlin.
"elle ne ressemble pas du tout à ma poupée", dit la petite fille.
Kafka lui a remis une autre lettre dans laquelle la poupée écrivait : "mes voyages m'ont changé."
La petite fille a embrassé la nouvelle poupée et l'a ramené toute heureuse à la maison.
Un an plus tard, Kafka est mort.
Plusieurs années plus tard, la petite fille désormais adulte a trouvé une lettre dans la poupée. Dans la minuscule lettre signée par Kafka, il y avait écrit :
"tout ce que tu aimes sera probablement perdu, mais à la fin l'amour reviendra d'une autre façon."




























