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🔥🚨 JUST IN — Melania and Madame Peng just stopped to hear young kids sing, and Peng LIT UP. They were moving through the Smithsonian program. Then the children started, and she FELL IN LOVE. That is the First Lady track doing what it is supposed to do. Melania hosted the moment on American ground. Peng reacted like a guest who got something she did not script. Cute stop. Real visit. Oval is still closed-press across town. Dinner still tonight.

BREAKING: Elon Musk says AI is moving so fast that it makes his head spin. “I'm in AI & it still makes my head spin. When I go to bed, there'll be some big AI breakthrough. And then when I wake up, there's an AI breakthrough. And by the time it gets to lunch, there's another AI breakthrough.”

Update David here. Words can’t express how thankful I am for your prayers, letters of encouragement, and donations to cover medical expenses. I have had much time to reflect. Each breath and heartbeat a gift from God. This is the first time in my life where I have felt old. A pause to catch a breath I didn’t know I needed. Short walks around the block with my bride. Longer looks at my children. I have found myself tearing up uncontrollably for no reason other than simple gratitude. I met with my surgeon this morning. He told me more about what happened. A miracle. An orchestra of variables. One missing from the puzzle and I would not be here. 100% blockage in the artery known as the “widow maker” — now stented. I have two more arteries with 60% and 70% blockage. The surgeon wants to see if we can reverse damage to my heart and heal without another surgery. Right now my heart is at about 45% strength of where it should be. I begin cardiac rehab. The how and why of what occurred is a long story. Pre-Jesus, I lived a very hard life. Drugs, alcohol, and a self-induced cardiac arrest at the age of 21, left me with a bum ticker. For several years, I was a pack a day smoker. And for several years after my spiritual conversion, I worked on daily “sanctification” trying to eliminate vices I still carried. A severe back injury in 2008 left me restless for a decade, with numbness in my right leg and foot, until I found a radical restrictive diet that helped with inflammation, but may have elevated cholesterol. My career as a prosecutor left me on call around the clock, and my performance was fueled by pots of coffee, which led to arrhythmia, heart murmurs, and prayer that God would provide healing. The last six years compounded what was already there. Employment termination, public slander, constant lawfare from the BAR, cabin burnt to crisp under mysterious circumstances, and travel that averaged over a hundred flights a year to 49 states, with thousands of meetings. I have felt mild strain and pressure in my chest for sometime. 2021 was especially difficult. I have generally held the medical profession at arm’s length my whole life. I’ve been to the doctor maybe three times in my adult life. As my heart symptoms worsened, however, COVID-19 hysteria and adherence to protocols that murdered patients was the primary reason I would not enter a doctor’s office. I knew it was just a matter of time that something would give, but set aside those concerns, praying that our country would see free and fair elections, J6ers would be restored, and that I’d have more time. And then I didn’t. I went through a door to “the other side” after dying on the table. In a single moment, I left behind my children, and being a father was an impossibility. Being a husband—gone. I left ambition behind, dreams behind, shame and condemnation behind. Such finality. After a few minutes of being in the hereafter, I was jolted back by paddles, hearing the surgical team exclaim “we brought him back! David you are back with us….” It’s with this that I say I won’t be making a public appearance for a while, and won’t be doing social media, or interviews, for the foreseeable future. I believe God wants me to be still, speak less, and not waste anything, including my words. Just know I read your comments, am so thankful for you, and believe God has a purpose for me down the road. Lord willing, I will focus on writing and producing Professor’s Record episodes, doing rehab, and nothing else. I’m sorry to disappoint anyone. Last thing. Is He (Christ) real? Yes. So much so, that you realize what grieves Him. Forgiveness is so important. He died for you and me. He forgave you and me. Don’t cheapen what He did on the cross, by refusing to carry a cross of your own. Love the unloveable, forgive the unforgivable, because one day, you are going through that door. Love you all. DC

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