I am praying this is true🇺🇸❤️🇺🇸🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻✨🙏🏻

Mr Autopen wrote it…🤣😏

Never been peace as long as I can remember.. the religion of evil.

They are a bunch of sick weirdos🤮

Sergeant Stubby, 1917–1918 The Best Boy Who Went to War In the summer of 1917 a nameless stray with a stubby tail trotted onto the Yale training grounds, chose Private Robert Conroy as his person, and became Stubby the kind of dog who decides your life is now his job. From February 1918 to the Armistice he stayed 18 months and 17 battles with the 102nd Infantry, barking before the mustard gas arrived, finding wounded soldiers in the mud, and once holding a German spy by the seat of his pants until the doughboys caught up. That scrap of pure hearted courage earned him a promotion to sergeant, the first dog ever given rank in the U.S. Army. Anyone who has ever loved a dog knows the rest he didn’t have a pedigree, only a promise, and he kept it all the way to France and all the way home. After the war he lived with Robert Conroy in Washington, D.C., and even became a mascot at Georgetown. His remains were preserved and are now at the Smithsonian National Museum of American History. Sergeant Stubby died on March 16, 1926, in his sleep. He was about 9 to 11 years old.

SEPTEMBER 25, 1875 — Billy the Kid didn’t shoot his way out. He climbed the Chimney. Henry McCarty, the slight sixteen-year-old later known as Billy the Kid, was locked in the Grant County jail at Silver City, New Mexico Territory, after stolen clothing from a Chinese laundry was found in his room. Left briefly in the corridor, the boy squeezed his slender frame up the old-fashioned chimney and crawled out onto the roof, leaving soot-stained claw marks in the flue. Sheriff Harvey Whitehill found the cell empty and was told by a witness outside that the prisoner had come out of the chimney. McCarty has fled the area for Arizona Territory and is now a fugitive from justice

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americanjournaldaily.com/la-… RAHMAN. MEMBER OF THE DEMOCRAT SOCIALISTS OF AMERICA ENOUGH SAID

A Neonatal ICU Nurse and “Trans”… should never be one and the same!! 😡

All ANSWERS are known… just not for us.

This is SPOT ON!!!

👉🏼LIBERALS ARE LIARS There should have been ZERO “J6ers” imprisoned… there should have been PLENTY of Democrats incarcerated. There was NO INSURRECTION on Jan 6, it was a set-up by the Democrats… we had an “UNARMED” PEACEFUL PROTEST, with Capitol Police allowing unobstructed entrance into the building. The 2020 election WAS IN FACT STOLEN from the American People by the Democrats… our votes were NOT COUNTED properly, while thousands of fake votes were shipped in during the wee hours on election night. Our protest was non-violent, but the Fake News and the Democrats brainwashed the country into believing their false narratives… when all we wanted, as thousands marched to the Capitol, were answers, we wanted justice and we wanted the truth. Instead, we got lies, defamation of our characters, disrespect, and prosecutions. It has been over 6 years… and NOT ONE Democrat has been held accountable for their intentional election interference and Constitutional crimes, nor ANY APOLOGIES made to the duly elected 2020 President, the J6ers, or the American People. 👉🏼LIBERALS ARE LIARS

33 men just lost half their ship. Cape Cod. February 18, 1952. 60-foot seas. No distress call. No compass once they crossed the bar. The stern is still floating. For now. The tanker Pendleton rips in half. Bow vanishes into the dark with the captain. Stern stays up — 33 men clinging to a dying half-ship, and the ocean trying to finish them. Four Coast Guardsmen, Bernard Webber, Andrew Fitzgerald, Richard Livesey, Ervin Maske, launch a 36-foot wooden boat built for a dozen people. They go anyway. They find the stern. 32 make the boat. The cook does not. They turn that overloaded boat around in the dark, compass gone, and find the harbor by a single red buoy. Greatest small-boat rescue in Coast Guard history. Four Gold Lifesaving Medals. One wooden boat that should have sunk. Would you have gone? Disclaimer: Dramatized telling of documented 1952 Coast Guard rescue for educational purposes.

It’s National Quesadilla Day! 🇲🇽🇺🇸 This is the perfect holiday for cheesy goodness and cocktails to go along with it! Quesadillas are a staple in my house and so easy to make. I’m a flour tortilla girl and usually fill with beans and chicken. I’m sure I’ll add a margarita on the side. Yum! 😋 Here are a few extra bites about this day: • Name: Quesadilla comes from Spanish queso (cheese) plus the diminutive -illa — literally “little cheesy thing.” • Origin: Corn tortillas were already a Mesoamerican staple. Spanish settlers brought cheese in the 16th century; the two met and the quesadilla was born. • Cheese fight: In most of Mexico the cheese is assumed. In Mexico City a “quesadilla” often means a filled folded tortilla — you have to specify con queso if you want the melt. • The holiday: V&V Supremo Foods launched National Quesadilla Day in 2019–2020 and parked it on September 25 during Hispanic Heritage Month.

🇺🇸❤️ OHIO: Good News Proof of Citizenship Required Ohio can again require proof of citizenship when you register to vote at the Bureau of Motor Vehicles. Appeals court (2-1) put the rule back pending the full appeal. 💥Online and paper registration still just need you to swear you’re a citizen. Deadline is Oct. 5.

This is the Islamic takeover in America. IMO We Need JUDEAO- CHRISTIANITY taught in our schools TODAY

⚖️💔𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅. One juror would not vote the way the defense wanted. Reddington unleashed the public on the lone black male in the Lindsay Clancy trial. Judge William Sullivan gave the jurors instructions and questioned each juror about their ability to find reasonable doubt. Michael Desronvil voted on the evidence —and now is hiding in rural New England. His lawyer says stay away from the house, stop calling, do not hunt the location. Do not stalk the family. Fellow jurors went on television. The internet finished the rest. Massachusetts allows a dismissal if the judge failed to ask questions to a specific juror when the judge knew or should have known that the juror was not “following the law” The defense asked now asked the judge to investigate the holdout. Michael Desronvil is in danger. His life is threatened. His family’s lives are being threatened. This is what a hung jury looks like now. Not a jury disagreement. A witch hunt. Meanwhile Patrick Clancy sat down with 60 Minutes. Cora. Dawson. Callan. He said he talks to them. He asks them for help. He held the baby for four days and the baby died in his arms. He said he forgave Lindsay Clancy. He said the conspiracy circus is a distraction from his children. Three children were strangled dead. By their own mother. The father is still grieving in public. The one juror who would not sign the insanity card is the one who had to disappear. If a verdict you dislike is enough to drive a citizen into hiding, the trial is no longer the verdict. The mob is. ⚖️💔

wnd.com/2026/09/serious-fede… THIS IS ONE CASE. OUTSTANDING CASES 1600. YES 1600 RHINO THUNE OPEN YOUR EYES DIM WHIT

gellerreport.com/2026/09/pol… 👿NOW YOU KNOW HOW EVIL THESE FASCISTS CAN BE 👿

Guess what happens when I go to brush my teeth in the morning. Yes, Mr. Man decides it’s not going to happen in this bathroom sink so I have to go to the other one. Happy Thursday!

She held her own head in place with one hand and kept her organs inside her body with the other. Then she started crawling. On the night of December 18, 1994, twenty-seven-year-old Alison Botha did something completely ordinary. She dropped a friend off after a quiet evening together, then drove home to her apartment in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. She parked her car and reached for her laundry bag. In that single, unremarkable moment, her life was torn apart. A man with a knife forced his way into her car. Before she could react, she was trapped inside her own vehicle. He drove away and picked up a second man along the way. Together, they took her to a remote stretch of bushland, a place chosen because no one was likely to hear what was about to happen. What they did to her that night is almost impossible to comprehend. She was raped and stabbed dozens of times in her abdomen. Her intestines were pulled from her body. Her throat was slashed repeatedly, cutting so deeply that her head nearly separated from her neck. Then they left her lying in the dirt, certain they had killed her. They were wrong. Alison Botha was still breathing. Lying alone in the darkness, covered in her own blood and barely able to feel anything, she understood one thing with absolute clarity. If she did not move, she would die there, and nobody would ever know what had happened to her. So she made a decision. First, she needed to leave a record. Using her fingers, she scratched something into the sand beneath her. She wrote the names of her attackers. Then, underneath them, she wrote four words that would later break the hearts of everyone who heard them: "I love Mom." Then she began to move. What happened next is almost impossible to imagine. Her throat had been cut so deeply that her head would not stay upright and kept falling backward. Her intestines were still spilling from the wound in her stomach. She used one hand to hold her head forward and the other to keep her organs inside her body. With nothing left but the most basic instinct to stay alive, she crawled. She collapsed, then forced herself up. She collapsed again. Her vision faded in and out. The pain was beyond anything a human body should have been able to endure and still allow a person to think clearly. Yet every time she fell, she somehow found a way to keep moving. Eventually, she reached the road. At 2:45 in the morning, a young veterinary student named Tiaan Eilerd was driving along that stretch of highway. Something appeared in his headlights, but at first he could not understand what he was seeing. Then he realized it was a woman. He thought she was already dead. Then she moved. He stayed beside her, kept her conscious, and called for help. Later, he would say that something had placed him on that road at that exact moment for a reason. At the hospital, the doctors were stunned. One surgeon said that in all his years of medical practice, he had never seen injuries that severe in a living patient. Alison was not expected to survive the surgery. She was not expected to survive the night. She was not expected to make it through the weeks that followed. She survived all of it. Even while lying in a hospital bed, unable to speak because of a tube in her throat, Alison did something remarkable. Police showed her photographs of possible suspects, and she identified her attackers by writing their names down. Frans du Toit and Theuns Kruger were arrested. They pleaded guilty, and in August 1995, both were sentenced to life in prison. But Alison did not wait for the courts to give her back her voice. In a country where rape survivors were often expected to remain silent and carry shame that was never theirs to carry, Alison chose to speak. She became one of the first women in South Africa to publicly identify herself as a rape survivor and talk openly about what had been done to her.