A socialist with an economics degree is like a vegan with a cattle ranch. You're not sure how they got it, and they don't really understand how any of it works either...

There is NO better way to kick off the SEND ME TOUR than with early morning PT with the Texas A&M Corps of Cadets.

Here is the Dude's follow up on what the lone juror should have told the other 11 brainwashed NPCs in that jury room: “Do you know what's more frightening than what she did? That some of you still need to discuss it. That's it. That's the indictment. A mother planned the murder of her children. She created the opportunity. She killed at least one of them AFTER speaking to her husband on the phone. And somewhere between the first dead child and the third, apparently half this fucking country still needs a seminar. There is no seminar. There is no nuance left. There are three dead children. Murdered by the mother who was supposed to protect them and keep them safe. And if your first instinct is to explain HER—HER suffering, HER pressures, HER diagnosis, HER hormones, HER expectations, HER trauma—before you can bring yourself to condemn what she deliberately did, then something has been done to you. You have been educated out of moral clarity. For fifty years, schools & universities taught you that responsibility was simplistic. The media taught you that perpetrators could become victims if you found the correct context. Social media handed you ten thousand people who already agreed with you, and algorithms made damn sure you never had to hear from anyone who didn't. And eventually you became incapable of saying the easiest sentence a civilization ever had to learn: Some things are evil. That's it. Not misunderstood. Not problematic. Not socially constructed. Evil. A mother deliberately murdering her children is evil. And I don't care whether she was rich or poor. Liberal or conservative. Black or white. Religious or atheist. I don't care whether her childhood was miserable, her marriage was miserable, motherhood was miserable, or every goddamn Tuesday of her life was miserable. The children didn't murder her. She murdered them. Yet you've been brainwashed so thoroughly that even that sentence makes some of you uncomfortable. Think about how extraordinary that is. Your education didn't make you sophisticated. It made you unable to recognize a moral emergency without checking whether your political tribe had issued talking points. Your media didn't inform you. It trained you. Your echo chamber didn't broaden your compassion. It narrowed your conscience until compassion became something you extended exclusively toward the person whose story best fit your ideology. And some of you have been cucked by this worldview so completely that you will watch innocence be slaughtered and still worry that condemning the killer might make you sound insensitive. That's not compassion. That's moral cowardice with a graduate degree. You have lost the plot. Not metaphorically. You have become confused about who the victims are in a story where a mother murders her own children. If an ideology can accomplish that, IT CAN MAKE YOU BELIEVE ANYTHING. And if a civilization can no longer look at three murdered children and say, without qualification, this was evil and the woman who did this deserves death— then that civilization isn't approaching the abyss. It's already in it. And you people are the ones responsible for it.”

Civilization will never be saved by 9 crazy cat ladies on SSRIs and 2 cuck men to weak to stand up to them who needed a group hug after a mother sent dad out to strangle 3 kids. It’s saved by the one person who wouldn’t sign the permission slip. That’s the fork in the road!

Von Miller reveals after Texas A&M coach Mike Sherman suspended him, he packed everything he owned into his truck and started driving to Florida to transfer, when he called his he dad told him not to quit, so he turned around and led the nation with 17.5 sacks the next season “I had everything I owned in this blanket, and I went to my car. I threw it in the back and I’m driving home. I called my daddy. I’m like, ‘Daddy, man, I’m leaving. Coach Sherman kicked me off the team. I ain’t coming back until I do this and that.’” “I’m thinking my dad is going, ‘All right, we’re going to find something else.’ He said, ‘Pull that truck over, turn around, and go back to school. You’re not quitting.’” “I was like, ‘That was not the answer I was looking for.’ He was like, ‘You’re not just about to quit when it gets hard. You’re going to turn that truck back around. You’re going to go back to school and you’re going to fix it.’” “I had tears going down my face. I was like, ‘Man, this is going to be so hard to fix all of this.’ I turned around. We had a meeting. Coach Sherman told my dad the exact same thing that he told me, and my dad agreed with Coach Sherman.” “There was nowhere I could go. I just had to face the music. I had to face the truth. That spring was a hard one, but I got my grades up. I made it to all my classes. I went through the checklist of everything Coach Sherman wanted me to do.” “That following year, my junior year, was the best year that I had up until that day. I led the nation in sacks. I had 17 and a half sacks. My life had totally changed. That was all a testament to running straight through the storm. The shortest way through the storm is straight. I put my head down and I worked, and my life totally changed that offseason.”

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84 years ago today, a pilot running out of fuel made a decision that won the Pacific War. Most Americans have never heard his name. June 4, 1942. Six months after Pearl Harbor, Japan's navy is undefeated. Four of the carriers that burned Pearl, Akagi, Kaga, Soryu, and Hiryu, are steaming toward Midway to finish off the US Pacific Fleet. At 7:52 AM, Wade McClusky launches from USS Enterprise leading 32 Dauntless dive bombers. Here's the detail nobody mentions: McClusky is a fighter pilot. He'd been given the air group weeks earlier and had barely flown a dive bomber in combat. Now he's leading every SBD the Enterprise has at the most important target in the Pacific. 9:20 AM. He arrives at the intercept point where the Japanese fleet is supposed to be. Empty ocean. Nothing for miles. The Japanese had turned. Nobody knew where. And now McClusky owns the worst math problem in naval aviation: his fuel is bleeding away, and every minute he keeps searching, he condemns more of his own pilots to ditch in open water where nobody will find them. Doctrine is clear. Turn back. McClusky keeps going. He works a search pattern, squeezing miles out of dying fuel tanks. 9:55 AM. Far below, a single Japanese destroyer is cutting a white scar across the ocean at flank speed. It's the Arashi, racing to rejoin the fleet after depth-charging the American submarine Nautilus. Think about that. A failed sub attack is about to give away the entire Japanese navy. McClusky reads the wake like an arrow and follows it. 10:02 AM. The horizon fills with the entire Japanese strike force. Four carriers, their decks crammed with planes being refueled and rearmed. Fuel lines snaking everywhere. Bombs stacked in the open. And here's the miracle: the sky above them is empty. Minutes earlier, American torpedo squadrons had attacked at sea level and been annihilated. Torpedo 8 lost all 15 planes. One survivor, Ensign George Gay, watched what came next while hiding under his seat cushion in the water. Those doomed pilots dragged every Japanese fighter down to the waves. The door upstairs was wide open. 10:22 AM. McClusky pushes over from 14,500 feet. Both squadrons follow him down onto Kaga. It's actually a mistake, doctrine said split the targets, but Lt. Dick Best catches it mid-dive, pulls out with two wingmen, and goes after Akagi alone. His single bomb pierces the flight deck into the packed hangar. It's enough. By 10:28, Kaga, Akagi, and Soryu, the third hit simultaneously by Yorktown's bombers, are floating infernos. Six minutes. Three carriers that attacked Pearl Harbor, gone. Hiryu follows them to the bottom that evening. The cost of McClusky's gamble was real. Many Enterprise bombers never made it home, some shot down, others swallowed by the sea when their tanks ran dry. McClusky himself was jumped by two Zeros on the way out, took five bullets through his shoulder, and still flew his shot-up Dauntless back to the Enterprise. Admiral Nimitz said McClusky's decision "decided the fate of our carrier task force and our forces at Midway." Japan never won another major battle. One borrowed pilot. One destroyer's wake. One choice to keep flying when every gauge said go home.

Texas A&M putting BELT TO ASS in College Station.

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This is an appropriate use of our tax dollars.

Raise your hand if you got that American Revolution blood.

😳 A US Airforce Rockwell B-1 Lancer bomber named 'Symphony of destruction' touches down. Oh shit

This might be the liquor talking but we should go double or nothing and retake Constantinople.

Explicit instruction will sometimes get called “teacher-centered” like it’s an insult. But yes: The teacher knows things; the student doesn't. That’s kind of key to the whole arrangement.

If science class explained everything with Midwest emo music, we would have a lot more people paying attention. Nuclear power explained. It’s just a fancy way to heat water and make electricity. 🔊

I'm sorry but I have to say it Education degrees are a joke They're a net negative. They actively teach prospective educators false theories of instruction and learning. They're insipid, useless, vapid, an embarrassment for an otherwise honorable profession.

Still blows me away that memorization somehow became taboo in so many classrooms. Memory is a precondition for thought, and thought is the precondition for learning.

Make no mistake, other countries aren’t angry or offended that the US snatched Maduro, they’re absolutely horrified by how easy we made it look.

No, school counselor, teachers don’t want to sit through your restorative circle with a talking stick so their worst behaved student can get let off again without a consequence

Destroying Hugo Chávez's mausoleum just for the hell of it has to be one of the funnier things Trump has done.