Damn. So it’s like that for the DNC? Noted.

Imagine watching Communists straight up steal an election in Brazil and sitting out the midterms over gas prices.

What have I done in my life to deserve being a Buffs fan? Was Boulder too great a place to spend 4 (plot twist; 5) years? Am I going to be punished for the next 25? Love CP as a human; but it’s time to move on. Go Buffs. Always.

We will remain armed until every last crazy person with a weapon has been disarmed.

🚨 BREAKING EXCLUSIVE: Ohio mental hospital CONFIRMS James Talarico was discharged from the facility earlier this week The “flu” thing was a BIG FAT LIE Following reporting by @SaraGonzalesTX and @CarolineWren, a hospital employee told @RheinAmacher and I that Talarico had in fact been a patient at the Lindner Center of Hope near Cincinnati, Ohio, which specializes in around-the-clock mental health treatment. While I sympathize with those dealing with mental health crises, this man is CLEARLY not suited to become a US Senator representing over 30 MILLION TEXANS. The job doesn’t get easier after being elected — it only gets MORE stressful. And Talarico clearly can’t handle it. I pray he gets the help he needs, but Texans need a real representative they can rely on.

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BREAKING: Keisha Lance Bottoms sent her kid to a private school that costs $37,950 a year. Now she fights against school choice for others. She's the Democrat candidate for Georgia Governor.

One problem Trump faces with the younger generations is they have no context for the stuff he’s doing. - They don’t know that Venezuela was once the world’s sixth richest country before Communism devoured it. - They are all but ignorant of the Castro regime’s abuses and the plight of Cubans. - They are blissfully unaware that Iran started a war with us decades ago and have been slaughtering Americans whenever possible ever since. - And most importantly, when it comes to Israel, they have no idea that Arafat refused a deal that granted the PLO more than 90% of what it wanted at Camp David, or that Palestinians regularly launch rockets from civilian strongholds specifically so Israel will target those areas in return and Hamas can then scream “Genocide!” It’s not Gen Z’s fault they don’t know it. We failed them by refusing to teach it. Or, more specifically, by allowing our educational system to be hijacked long ago by Marxists who aimed to accomplish exactly what is happening now. We let it happen, and now we are paying for it handily. But we’d better address it ASAP. Or we will all learn about the horrors of Cuba and Venezuela firsthand.

Julian Lewis is a liability unlike any other in CFB right now.

Is Brock Purdy the best QB in The League?

🚨 THIS SHOULD END THE “STEM SHORTAGE” CONVERSATION. An analysis of UC Berkeley’s 2022 engineering graduates estimates what happened within six months of graduation: F-1 foreign students working: 80% American citizens working: 55% And look at who was still searching for a job: American citizens: 16% F-1 foreign students: 7% Read that again. American engineering graduates from UC BERKELEY were estimated to be more than twice as likely to still be looking for work as their F-1 classmates. Yet Americans are constantly told we need massive foreign-worker pipelines because employers simply cannot find enough American STEM talent. These aren’t kids with random degrees from unknown schools. They’re engineering graduates from UC Berkeley. If we have a STEM shortage, someone needs to explain why the American engineers we are already producing aren’t getting hired first. Maybe America doesn’t have a STEM talent shortage. Maybe American STEM graduates have an opportunity shortage. instituteforsoundpublicpolic…

Ugly win. Battled through adversity. Absolutely mauled GT at the point of attack from both side sides of the ball. Running back committee could be 2001 esque if they get rolling. Love the heavy stick this team can carry. Running game finally has some big boy pants in short yardage. Juju has room for improvement but let his nuts hang when it mattered most. Special teams were atrocious aside from the last play and Boo Carter’s freak athleticism. This team may give me a heart attack. Onward 🦬

Oh shit……BUFFS

After tonight, it’s even clearer that the Senate should take the SAVE America Act and continue debating it until it passes Repost if you agree

🔥🔥🔥🔥 SAVE AMERICA!

Fucking bullseye. Americans don’t ever, and won’t ever accept bullshit. Europeans, for the most part, wallow in it.

Pretty simple.

What a strange invasion force they are. They couldn't conquer us with guns, or with trade, so they came with empty hands and mouths full of tales about how they were too good for their own nations and people. And now that we have realized that this, too, is a weapon, they screech like psychotic ex-girlfriends, alternately sobbing about how heartlessly cruel we are, and ranting dire predictions about how we will never survive without them. But if we can't live without them, why aren't we dead yet? Every time they demand to stay in our country, there is always some claim that they do for us something we cannot do for ourselves. "I'm a scientist!" Do they expect us to believe we are incapable of science? To "be a scientist" is not a contribution. It is a credential. A scientist was enrolled in a PhD program, instead of someone else. He passed that program, and was given a fellowship, or a research grant, or a job, or a tenure track position. Instead of someone else. When institutions squat across every upward ladder in your civilization, gatekeeping vigorously, it really IS a zero sum game. And what have these student-visa, green-card-stapled-to-his-PhD scientists invented? Discovered? Revolutionized? Not much. Certainly not more than the native Americans did in the 20th century. They all want to wear Warner Von Braun like a cape, but where are the results? The actual next Werner Von Braun didn't get any special favors, even though he's technically African, and we all know why he didn't. I don't see any compelling evidence that all these hordes of third worlders are a net positive AT ALL, much less a better bet than the sons of America who they were imported to replace. Why the hell would I feel sorry for them when I know 140+ IQ Americans who are hanging drywall and driving school buses? Norman Borlaug saved the third world from starvation, and the thanks America gets is that the Millennial Norman Borlaug gets to sell insurance because our political class wanted to play Racial Diversity Zoo for cheap votes. And then pat themselves on the back for being generous with someone else's heritage. So I'm not interested in the crocodile tears of an invader over losing ten percent of something that was never his to begin with, as I am equally not interested when he switches, on the instant, to boasting about how he is "competitive" in the hundred yard dash when he starts on the fifty yard line. The replacement of native Americans with everyone else isn't some wild eyed conspiracy theory. It was done right out in the open. We all know this. We all know exactly who had their thumbs on the scales, because they didn't bother to try hiding it. The only thing they hid was their motives. So, as far as I'm concerned, we can send them all back. Every last one. And wish them the best of luck in their own countries. After all, if, as they claim, all playing fields are inherently level, and only merit matters, they should revolutionize their own economies in short order. Meanwhile, we can do for GenZ Americans what GenX and the Millennials missed out on until it was too late. We can invest in them.

This was not our plan. The kids are all graduating within the next four years. We were going to get an RV. I wanted an Airstream, but I wasn’t sure if the interior would be tall enough for him. I love home improvement projects, so I was going to buy an old one and remodel it. I was going to make a podcast studio in it for him. We were going to travel. I-5 along the West Coast was first on the list. We both loved the ocean so much. We decided we’d go to every state we hadn’t been to yet...but we’d also go out of our way to drive around Nebraska. We’d go to tailgates at CU. I would install a griddle and make muenster grilled cheese sandwiches for everyone, on sourdough, his favorite, while he covered the game. He said that even after he retired, he still wanted to interview recruits. He looked forward to not having the daily hustle of getting content up, but he knew in his heart that he would never be able to leave sports. We were going to travel to high schools and go to games. He loved talking to high school coaches, parents, and especially young athletes. I was going to take pictures and videos. We were going to find the athletes who were off the radar, the ones in smaller markets, and give them the spotlight they deserved. The future now looks so different. It is devastatingly sad, but it is not bleak. Somehow, it never has been. The stories, the pictures, the memories, and the outpouring of love have brought us hope in moments when it feels like my chest is collapsing. I am glad we didn’t wait until “tomorrow” to fully live life together. I had 3,216 days with him, and we lived life in those days. We traveled. Even though he deeply loved the Celtics his whole life, he had never been to the Garden. For his 40th birthday, I surprised him with a trip to Boston. A few years later, he surprised me with a trip to my number one bucket list destination, Lisbon. Starting in 2018, I tried to go to one away game with him every year. I got to accompany him to Washington, Minnesota, Utah, TCU, San Antonio, Nebraska, and West Virginia, and twice to Las Vegas for Media Days. All but one of those games, we lost. I was bummed that my pictures kind of fell to the wayside because most people wouldn’t want to remember those games. But we always said the trips were amazing, aside from the football. Going to New York to cover the Heisman ceremony was one of his favorite experiences. He was awestruck that he had the opportunity to do that, and I was able to go with him. He’d go on Yelp and find the best places to eat. Nothing under 4.3 stars, unless there was no other option. We’d finish every single trip with a food ranking. He loved a list and a ranking. He’d find out if there was an art museum for us to go to. That was never something he would have done on his own, but he knew I wanted to. He never rushed me. We’d both go at our own pace, and I was always slower. He would be waiting for me at the end of the floor, on his phone. Texting recruits. Sending a newsletter. Calling a coach. I’d walk over, he’d look up and smile, turn his phone off immediately, and we’d go to the next floor. Sometimes life would allow us to go on a spontaneous trip, and we did. When they announced that Kansas was playing in the first round of the tournament in Salt Lake City, he said, “You know, I don’t have anything big coming up and the kids aren’t here that weekend… we could actually drive there.” And we did. He went with me on a work trip to South Dakota because he hadn’t been there before. I ended up having to drive because that was the week Mel Tucker left. He was on his phone and computer most of the trip, but he put it away so we could go to Mount Rushmore and see all the places from North by Northwest. He loved Hitchcock and old movies. We drove out to Lawrence, Kansas, to watch a KU basketball game almost every year. I am the Jayhawk, but he appreciated the history and the legacy, and he became a fan too. He loved that I loved sports. In October last year, he spontaneously said maybe we should go to Late Night in the Phog. So we did. Sometimes we’d just go to an Airbnb in Boulder after a game instead of going home, just so we could experience something new. Or we’d take a weekend to stay in Golden with the kids. I wanted more days. I wanted more years. But I am so thankful we didn’t wait for the “right” time to enjoy life together. We experienced life together to the fullest, every single one of those days we had. Please take the trip. Treat yourself to really, really great food. Go to a hotel in your own city. Find somewhere that shows old movies. Go to a museum that maybe isn’t something you would normally seek out. Make time with your friends and family. Tell people you love them often, to the point of too much. Hug them. We are not promised tomorrow, but we do have today.