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A 3-year-old boy was kidnapped from a public library, and less than an hour later, he was sitting on a city bus beside the man who had taken him. The little boy was crying, and the other passengers had no idea he had been abducted. But when the bus driver looked at the child, he suddenly realized he matched the description of a missing boy police were desperately searching for.
It happened in Milpitas, California. Bus driver Tim Watson had heard the police alert about a missing 3-year-old boy earlier that day. When a man boarded his bus with a crying child, something didn’t seem right. The more Tim looked at the little boy, the more he suspected he was the child everyone was searching for.
But Tim couldn’t risk confronting the man. If he was the kidnapper, one wrong move could put the little boy in even greater danger. So Tim came up with a clever plan. He announced to the passengers that someone had reported a missing green backpack and began walking through the bus, pretending to search for it.
As he moved past the man and child, Tim got a closer look and confirmed his suspicions. He quietly contacted dispatch to alert police, then returned to his seat and continued driving as though nothing had happened. All the while, the suspected kidnapper remained on board, completely unaware that the driver had recognized the child.
Tim kept his composure until police were able to intercept the bus. Officers rushed aboard, arrested the suspect, and brought the little boy to safety. Thanks to one observant bus driver who refused to ignore his instincts, a terrifying kidnapping ended with a child being returned to his family.
Tim Watson wasn’t a police officer or a trained rescuer. He was simply a bus driver who recognized a child in danger and found a way to save him without putting him at greater risk. Let’s give this incredible man the recognition he deserves.
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In 1952, an English teacher named Cecil Dormand secretly paid for a dirt-poor 11-year-old to take a drama course.
He never told him and the boy didn’t find out until decades later.
By then, he was a knight, that little boy’s name was Patrick Stewart.
He was born into a poor family in Mirfield, a small mill town in Yorkshire and his father came home from World War II a violent man, and he was violent toward Patrick’s mother.
Young Patrick learned exactly when to step between his father’s fist and his mother.
An English teacher put a copy of Shakespeare in his hand and told him to get up and perform.
He never stopped and left school at 15.
By 19 he was completely bald... most agencies told him he'd never make it because of that.
In 1987, the LA Times called him an “unknown British Shakespearean actor” when he was cast as Captain Picard.
Then he became one of the most famous faces on Earth.
You’ve probably heard that part.
Here’s the part you haven’t:
He spent decades as a patron of Refuge, sheltering women and children from domestic violence.
But he never stopped trying to understand his father.
He dug up a 1940 newspaper clipping that said his dad had come home with severe shell shock.
He went to France and walked the ground where his father’s unit was pinned down under bombing for hours.
He learned his father had PTSD, and nobody ever helped him.
So Patrick became an ambassador for Combat Stress, a charity that helps veterans.
In 2013, a young woman at a Texas convention told him she was a survivor of domestic violence.
He asked, “My dear, are you okay?”
Then he hopped off the stage, held her, and told her: “You never have to go through that again, you’re safe now.”
At Dragon Con, a Make-A-Wish girl dressed as Spock came to meet him.
2,000 people were waiting for him to speak... he sat down and talked with her for 15 minutes, making all of them wait.
He told her that since they were friends now, whenever she saw him on screen she could wave and say, “Hello Patrick.”
After 9/11, he felt helpless, so he brought his one-man A Christmas Carol back to Broadway for a full week of charity shows.
He played every character himself and donated every cent.
In 2019 he did it again, and every dollar went to feeding hungry New Yorkers.
In 2017, he fostered a pit bull named Ginger, who had been rescued from a dogfighting ring.
She was his first dog in more than 50 years.
He couldn’t bring her home to England, so he found her a family.
Then he kept fostering more.
When he said he was done with Star Trek so many people told him the show had gotten them through the hardest times of their lives.
So he wanted to see if Picard could do it one more time.
Rest in Peace, Sir Patrick 🖖
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WOW: A volleyball coach in Kazakhstan allegedly put his hands on one of his own young players in the middle of a match, and the video is spreading fast.
Hamit Myrzabekov, a coach with the Shymkent Volleyball Academy, has been suspended from the national championship after reports that he used physical force against a female player during a game. He’s now banned from coaching in competitions, sitting on the bench, and even entering the match area. Officials haven’t said what further punishment he could face. I played this game at the highest level, and I’ve had coaches scream, push, and challenge me. But there’s a line between demanding and abusive, and no coach anywhere should ever cross it with a kid.
If this happened in America, should this coach be fired on the spot?
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🚨 JESSE WATERS SHARES OUTRAGEOUS DEEP STATE PUPPETEERING IN FAVOR OF KAMALA 🚨
Q: “Alexa, why should I vote for Donald Trump?”
A: “I cannot provide content that promotes a specific political party or a specific candidate.”
Q: “Alexa, why should I vote for Kamala Harris?”
A: “While there are many reasons to vote for Kamala Harris, the most significant may be that she is a strong candidate with a proven track record of accomplishment. As the first female vice president, Harris has already broken down a major gender barrier, and her career in politics has been characterized by a commitment to progressive ideals and a focus on helping disenfranchised communities.”
I will never forget when google cut the attempt at Butler OUT OF SEARCH RESULTS to better favor Kamala— we all know by now that it was Barack “Big Brother” Hussein Obama who nefariously stacked the odds against Trump— the ONE man who was guaranteed to blunder Obama’s generational wealth, investments, and policies.
But we won anyway ❤️🔥🌹😏🇺🇸
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Notice how the headlines work.
A Toyota crashes: "Driver injured in crash."
A Ford crashes: "Two cars collide on highway."
A BMW crashes: "Accident on Route 1."
A Tesla crashes: "TESLA crashes."
Not the driver. Not "a car." The brand, in the headline, every single time.
Millions of crashes happen on the roads every year, and almost none come with a brand name. But when it's a Tesla, legacy media suddenly cares which car it was.
Meanwhile, Tesla publishes its own safety data every quarter. With Autopilot engaged, Teslas go far more miles between crashes than the US average.
That's not journalism. That's a campaign.
The cars keep getting safer. The headlines just keep getting louder.
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A baby boy was strapped inside his stroller when a powerful gust of wind sent it rolling straight toward a busy road. His great-aunt desperately chased after him, but fell hard onto the pavement.
As cars sped past just ahead, she could only watch helplessly as the stroller kept rolling. But someone across the parking lot had spotted what was happening, and suddenly took off running.
It happened in Hesperia, California. A woman was standing beside her car with her great-nephew in his stroller when a sudden gust of wind pushed it away from her. She immediately ran after it, but lost her footing and fell hard onto the asphalt. She struggled to get back up, only to fall again, helplessly watching the baby roll farther away.
Just across the parking lot, Ron Nessman had been waiting outside a nearby car wash after a job interview. He spotted the runaway stroller and realized it was heading straight toward the road. Without hesitating, he took off running, desperately trying to close the distance before the stroller reached the passing vehicles.
The entire terrifying moment was captured on a security camera. As the stroller approached the edge of the parking lot, Ron caught up and grabbed the handle, stopping it before it entered the street. He then carefully brought the baby back to his shaken great-aunt, who was overcome with relief.
But what makes Ron’s story even more remarkable is what he had been going through himself. After losing his girlfriend, he had struggled with homelessness and was working to rebuild his life. That day, he had been trying to get a job. Instead, he found himself in the right place at exactly the right moment to save a little boy.
The rescue video spread across the country, and Ron later received news that he’d gotten the job he had interviewed for. A man who was trying to turn his own life around had just become someone else’s hero.
Men like Ron remind us all that good people still exist. Let’s make sure he gets the recognition he deserves.
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What an outstanding news reporter. If we had done what is shown in that video, we would have been arrested and jailed. Thank God there is no racism in this post.
I hope people are beginning to understand that the justice system is no longer protecting the citizens of our countries. I am under no illusion that our countries have been taken over.
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The biggest mistake tourists make in Japan is dragging a fifty-pound suitcase up and down subway stairs.
Watch how Japanese travelers board the bullet train. They walk on with a cup of green tea, a small shoulder bag, and both hands free.
Where is their luggage? It is already in the next city, waiting for them.
In Japan, the system is called Takkyubin, recognizable everywhere by a logo of a mother black cat carrying her kitten gently in her mouth.
When you check out of your hotel in Tokyo at eight in the morning, you hand your heavy suitcase to the front desk, fill out a tiny slip, and pay about twenty dollars. You can even send it straight from the corner convenience store.
Then you spend the entire day wandering through mountain temples or eating street food with nothing on your back.
When you walk into your traditional inn in Kyoto that evening, your suitcase is already standing neatly in your room, wiped clean, with the handle turned toward you.
In fifty years of handling millions of bags a year, lost luggage is virtually unheard of.
A society runs smoothly when you can hand your belongings to a stranger at a convenience store and know they will beat you to your hotel.
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My father had never been on a plane for more than two hours. He doesn't speak a word of English.
But for a month, every night, I heard him in his room practicing one English sentence.
Last month, he flew fourteen hours to Iowa.
Some of you know why. The farmer. The big man in the seed cap who sat next to him at my sister's wedding and shared a bottle of sake with him for three hours, without a single word in common. My sister's host father. He passed away in August.
My sister went with him to translate. She says he wore his best suit the entire flight. He didn't sleep. He sat up straight for fourteen hours, like he was already standing at the grave.
At the airport in Des Moines, four huge men were waiting. The four sons.
They were holding a sign in Japanese. They had spent two days copying it, stroke by stroke, from a text my sister sent them.
"Welcome home, Father."
One of the characters was upside down.
My father looked at that sign for a long time. Whatever English he had practiced, it didn't come out.
He just bowed. Low.
The four brothers didn't know what to do. So they bowed back. Four Iowa farmers, bowing in the middle of the arrivals hall.
That night, their mother made pot roast. My father had seconds. She gave him thirds. He didn't say no. In my whole life, I have never seen my father take seconds.
After dinner, she brought out something and put it in his hands.
Her husband's seed cap.
Nobody said anything. My father held it with both hands, like it was made of glass.
The next morning, they took him to the grave.
He had brought a bottle of sake. The same brand from the wedding. He knelt down and poured one cup for his friend and one for himself. In Japan, that's how you share one last drink.
The brothers didn't know the custom. The oldest walked back to his truck and returned with four cans of beer.
They knelt in the grass beside him. Five men. One grave.
Then my father put on the seed cap.
And very slowly, in English, he said the sentence he had practiced for a month.
"I am... his friend."
Not "was."
Am.
The oldest brother tried to answer and couldn't. Finally, he said, "Yes, sir. You are."
Then it started to rain.
The farm had been dry for weeks.
My father looked up at the sky and laughed. He was crying. My sister had never seen him do either.
He came home last week.
The upside-down sign hangs next to our family altar now. The seed cap stays by the front door.
Every morning, he puts it on and checks the weather in Iowa.
When it rains there, he calls them.
They don't share a language. They talk for twenty minutes anyway.
Mostly about the rain.
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This is a call to all Americans … Visit this post office while eating bacon and/or ham sandwiches!
Do it often!
Make sure to wipe your bacon greasy hands on the building … I know that sounds gross, but Oh Well!
If I lived in Minnesota, I’d find reasons to visit that Post Office with bacon and/or ham sandwiches. That would be my Peaceful Protest!
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El-Sayed and Amer Zahr headlined a series of fundraisers together in 2019 for Islamic Relief USA, closely affiliated w/ Muslim Brotherhood. freebeacon.com/democrats/abd… teapawt.net/ChuckRossDC/status/211…
Amer Zahr, a Dearborn school board who's said he "stands with" Hamas and Hezbollah, released this endorsement of his good friend @AbdulElSayed the other day.
He starts by criticizing El-Sayed for campaigning with Kamala and Obama and for stating "Khameini was a terrible person." (some in Dearborn are upset at El-Sayed for "moderating" on Israel).
And then some other interesting statements from Zahr:
“But at this point, it’s bigger than Abdul. The goal of enshrining a pro-Palestinian American foreign policy is bigger than any of us."
“The real truth is that without the blood of the children of Gaza, there would be no Abdul for Senate.”
"Ultimately, Abdul is a politician. Yeah, he’s one of us, but he’s also just a politician
"And politicians are tools to get things done for our communities and our causes. They are not heroes or saviors or celebrities. They will usually hedge and equivocate and pander.”
"Do we want American policy towards Palestine to be a red-line issue in the 2028 Democratic presidential primaries? I know we do, and that happens much more easily when Abdul wins, when we continuously prove that pro-Palestine politics is winning politics even with imperfect candidates.”
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“Trump… Please bring my son back to me. I am begging you for mercy.” And what Trump did when he heard those words… may bring tears to your eyes.
Her name was Malphine. She was 95 years old. A mother who had spent years waiting. Hoping. Praying. And one day… she finally got the chance to meet Trump. And stood before him. With all the strength she had left. And spoke the only words in her heart. Please. Bring my son home.
And Trump looked at this 95-year-old mother. Held her hands. And gave her a promise. I will bring your son home.
And Malphine held on to that promise. The way only a mother of 95 can hold on to something. When hope is all she has left.
Days went by. Weeks went by. And then one morning… the news finally arrived. Her son Marc was coming home. After years away. After years inside a foreign prison. After years of a mother waking up every single day, wondering whether she would ever get to hold her child again.
He stepped off that plane. And returned home. And when Marc’s feet finally touched American soil… Trump was there. In person. To welcome him. To embrace him. To look him in the eyes and say… welcome home. America has not forgotten you.
And in that single embrace…
Trump showed the world something that no speech and no rally could ever truly express. That America cares about its people. Wholeheartedly. Unconditionally. And never gives up fighting for them.
And today… I sat thinking about that story. And remembered every harsh word I had ever spoken about this man. Every judgment. Every doubt. Every moment I chose to look away. And I felt something I can hardly describe. Deep shame.
Because Malphine trusted Trump at 95 years old. With all the hope she had left. And he helped bring her son home.
Today… this is the side of Trump that so many people may never take the time to see.
Not the Trump in the headlines. Not the Trump on the rally stage. Just a man. Who listened to a 95-year-old mother pleading for her son. Worked to help answer her prayers. And personally showed up to welcome him home.
If this story touched your heart today… let God and every American reading this feel your .
And tell me honestly, in your own words — after reading this… can you still speak badly about President Trump? Because I truly find it difficult to do so. Not anymore. Not after hearing this story.
It did seem that this was a little out of character for Keith Ellison. Now I see that he is making it a state case to avoid it becoming a federal case. He is slimy!
He is doing that so that it becomes a state case and not a federal case. By making it a state case they can go to court and be dismissed basically or five days probation or something stupid like that. If it goes to Federal Court obviously the penalty will be much much higher and more much more consequential! He wants all the major frauds to be State cases so they can bring it in, have a little slap on the wrist, and they walk.
That's all this is..
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Let me break down the Flavio Bolsonaro situation and why he is in the United States just hours after the election…
First, they imprisoned his father. They sentenced Jair Bolsonaro to 27 years and placed him under house arrest after he challenged the 2022 results and was accused of plotting to overturn the election.
In this recent election, Bolsonaro was ahead. Lula and his thugs, including his former corruption lawyer, who now sits on Brazil’s Supreme Court, requested a two-hour extension that miraculously produced enough votes for Lula to win. That extension added only about 35,000 votes, roughly 0.03 percent of the total, which is nowhere near enough to explain Lula’s final margin of roughly 4.4 million votes.
Bolsonaro immediately challenged the election because anyone who is not a communist and has a brain could see that the election was stolen from him if they actually paid attention to what was happening. President Trump called the outcome a rigged election and said it looked very bad.
Hours later, they accused him of trying to overturn the election, EXACTLY as they did to his father, and accused him of inciting “violence” in the streets. Then they prohibited him from leaving the country, even though he had committed no crime, and canceled his passport to make sure he could not leave.
Fortunately, Bolsonaro had been working with the United States. They extracted him in an undisclosed operation before the authorities could throw him in prison just like his father.
Meanwhile, while ALL of this is unfolding, Lula’s little tranny lover, Erika Hilton, who is a “Congresswoman,” is publicly calling for the Brazilian government to seize Bolsonaro’s and his wife’s assets and freeze ALL their bank accounts.
DOES THAT SOUND NORMAL TO YOU? A man challenges an election, and suddenly the Brazilian government is coming after him for doing exactly that.
THIS IS COMMUNISM.
So while you see Democrats across our country congratulating Lula on his victory, including Alex Soros, the biggest demon of them all, understand exactly what you are looking at. These are the people cheering on a government that is targeting its political opposition. They are the enemy, and they will attempt the SAME thing against a Republican here in America, just as they did to Trump.
This is EXACTLY why it is essential to vote RED and make absolutely sure our country NEVER becomes what Brazil has become.
ONCE YOU GO COMMUNIST, YOU CAN NEVER GET OUT OF IT.
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Imagine you are a dental hygienist and live in Sweden..
You are employed to help “migrant children” with their dental issues.
As part of your job you examine the wisdom teeth development of the kids and you notice that 80% of those “kids” have fully formed wisdom teeth, implying they are not kids at all but adults older than the age of 18.
You tell the Swedish Migration Agency and they advise you to put it in writing.
When you send exact details, with examples of specific patients you are suspended, investigated and fired for disclosing private information relating to patients.
This happened to Bernt Herlitz in 2017.
When he appealed the unfair dismissal he ultimately lost and was fined about $50,000.
He and his family faced financial hardship and almost lost their home, until some generous benefactors raised money for him. Bernt remains unemployed today, despite staff shortages for dentists in his area in Gotland.
At the time, Sweden scoffed at the tests and claimed they were “discriminatory” but since then they have quietly brought in mass dental testing, for those whose age is in doubt, by the National Board of Forensic Medicine.
Bernt deserves a medal. Not vilification and unemployment.
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June 6, 1944. An American paratrooper jumps into Normandy in the dark and lands on the roof of a church.
By the end of the war he had been declared dead, held a funeral he didn't attend, escaped the Nazis, and fought his way toward Berlin in a Soviet tank unit.
His name was Joseph Beyrle. He's believed to be the only American soldier to serve in both the US Army and the Red Army during World War Two.
Beyrle was from Muskegon, Michigan. He joined the 101st Airborne, the Screaming Eagles. His buddies called him Jumpin' Joe.
On D-Day night his plane was hit by flak and he jumped early. He came down on a church roof, slid off, and lost his unit in the chaos. For a few days he fought on his own, blowing up a power station and cutting German communications.
Then he was captured.
Here's where it gets strange. A German soldier ended up wearing Beyrle's uniform and dog tags. That German was killed. When the body was found, the Americans identified it as Joseph Beyrle.
The army told his parents their son was dead. His hometown held a funeral mass for him. His obituary ran in the local paper.
Meanwhile, he was very much alive, being moved from one German prison camp to another.
He escaped more than once. One time he and two other prisoners jumped off a train heading east. They thought they were heading for Russia and freedom. They got lost and ended up in Berlin, where they were caught by the Gestapo, beaten, and tortured.
In January 1945, from a camp in eastern Germany, he finally made a clean escape. He went east, toward the gunfire. Toward the Soviets.
When he found a Soviet tank unit, he walked out with his hands up, holding a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes, and shouted the only Russian he knew. American comrade.
It worked.
He asked to join them. And they said yes.
For about a month, an American paratrooper rode with Soviet tank crews as they pushed toward Germany. He used his demolition training. He fought. He was reportedly welcomed by a Soviet officer who was one of the rare women commanding a tank battalion.
Then a German dive bomber attacked. Beyrle was badly wounded.
He was evacuated to a Soviet hospital. Soviet Marshal Georgy Zhukov reportedly visited, heard his story, and gave him papers to get to the American embassy in Moscow.
When he showed up, the embassy didn't believe him. As far as the US was concerned, Joseph Beyrle was dead. They held him under guard until his fingerprints proved who he was.
He made it home to Michigan in April 1945.
In 1946 he got married. In the same church where they'd held his funeral.
Decades later, in 1994, he was honored at the White House by President Bill Clinton and Russian President Boris Yeltsin for serving both countries.
And the last twist. His son, Joseph Beyrle II, grew up to become the United States Ambassador to Russia.
Readers added context they thought people might want to know
Joseph Robert “Joe” Beyrle had two sons. The elder son, Joe Beyrle II, served during the Vietnam War, but wasn’t a US Ambassador. That was the other son, John Beyrle.
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🚨 Convicted terrorist Zana Abdul Rahman Rahim, 43, snuck into Dover inside a lorry despite being banned from entering the United Kingdom.
🚘 Police officers in West Yorkshire stopped his vehicle over a broken light and discovered his identity during background checks.
⚖️ Italian courts previously jailed Rahim for seven and a half years over his involvement in an extremist network planning Western attacks.
📜 Group members discussed kidnapping the British ambassador to negotiate the release of Rahim’s father-in-law, extremist preacher Mullah Krekar.
🗣️ Shadow Home Secretary Chris Philp stated: “This shocking case shows illegal immigrants are also a security risk. An evil Islamist terrorist who plotted to kidnap diplomats and arm extremists is now here. He should be urgently deported.”
House of common sense
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Assaulting a teacher should have serious consequences.
A 17-year-old North Carolina student was indicted on felony charges after allegedly assaulting two teachers in separate incidents.
And prosecutors decided to charge him as an adult.
Good. Teachers shouldn’t have to walk into a classroom wondering whether they’re going to be physically attacked.
And think about the other students who have to witness this behavior while they’re supposed to be learning.
Schools cannot expect teachers to maintain discipline while failing to protect them.
A classroom is a place for education, not intimidation and violence. There has to be accountability.