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AllFather retweeted
My mother once asked me, "Why America?"
I showed her a photo of a 72-ounce steak. She stopped asking.
That was a joke. This is the real answer. I have never told it to anyone. Not even her.
In 1998, I was thirteen. The smallest boy in my class. The kind of kid teachers forget to call on.
That spring, my big sister Yuki left for a year in Iowa. A farm. Four sons. A host dad the size of a refrigerator.
My mother made me write him a thank-you letter. In English. I looked up every single word.
"Dear Sir. Thank you for my sister. Please return her in June."
Three weeks later, an envelope came. Addressed to me.
Nobody had ever sent me a letter.
Pencil. All capital letters. Pressed so hard I could read it from the back of the page.
"DEAR BROTHER. WILL RETURN HER IN JUNE. CONDITION: EXCELLENT. SHE CAN DRIVE A TRUCK NOW. DON'T TELL YOUR MOM.
YOU SHOULD COME SEE THE CORN."
I read it eleven times. I slept with it under my pillow.
The smallest boy in my class. And a man on the other side of the world had written "DEAR BROTHER."
I couldn't pronounce his name. So I wrote back to "Mr. Iowa."
He signed everything "MR. IOWA" for the rest of his life.
Some of you know about the Christmas cards. Twenty-eight years. "To our Japanese daughter."
What you don't know is the last line. It was always for me. Same pencil. Same capitals.
"P.S. TELL THE BOY TO COME SEE THE CORN."
Every year, I meant to go.
1999. Too young.
2003. University entrance exams.
2008. New job. In Japan, you don't take vacation your first year. Or your second.
2012. Promotion. In Japan, you also don't take vacation after a promotion.
2017. Next year.
2020. Nobody could go anywhere. For once, it wasn't my fault.
2025. Next year. I mean it.
He never once asked why I didn't come. Every Christmas, the P.S. just came anyway.
He came to Tokyo once, for Yuki's wedding. Six-foot-five in a rented suit that gave up at the wrists. He found me in the crowd, put one giant hand on top of my head like I was still thirteen, and said:
"Corn's still there, bud."
This July, my sister called. The family in Iowa had set up a video call.
"He's asking for you."
I was at my desk in Tokyo. I took it in the stairwell.
He was in a hospital bed. I had never seen him small before.
He didn't let me apologize. He saw it on my face and waved it away.
"Don't you feel bad about the corn," he said. "Corn don't care."
Then he told me what was really bothering him.
"Folks back home keep saying this country's gone bad. That we're not good people anymore. I don't believe it. Never did."
He had to stop and breathe.
"But nobody believes it when we say it about ourselves. Maybe they'd believe it from somebody far off."
He looked right at me.
"You've had our mail for twenty-eight years, bud. You know us."
That was the last thing he ever said to me.
I stood in that stairwell for an hour.
He died in August. Some of you read his obituary here. My sister was in it. "His daughter, Yuki, of Tokyo, Japan."
My father flew to Iowa in September to stand at his grave.
I didn't go. Work. Next year.
But on October 7th, I sat down at my kitchen table, opened an account I had been writing in Japanese for a year, and wrote my first post to you in English.
"Hello, America."
You thought it was a greeting.
It was the answer to a P.S. Twenty-eight years late.
I have written to you every single day since.
And you wrote back.
Almost seven thousand of you told me how far you drive to see your parents. Fourteen hours. Through two states. Some of you told me about parents you can't drive to anymore, and you still told me the mileage.
You told me about fathers who never once said "I love you" and checked your tire pressure every time you came home instead.
You told me about strangers who pulled your car out of a ditch and left before you could ask their names. About grandmothers who fed whole towns. About trucks that stopped on the shoulder for a funeral they weren't part of.
Every morning in Tokyo, before the train, I read you.
And every morning, I hear a voice in pencil and capital letters.
TOLD YOU, BUD.
He was right. About every single one of you.
So here it is. The thing he asked me to say. From somebody far off.
DEAR AMERICA.
YOU ARE GOOD PEOPLE. YOU ALWAYS WERE.
YOU JUST NEEDED SOMEBODY ELSE TO SAY IT.
THE BOY.
P.S. STILL HAVEN'T SEEN THE CORN. NEXT YEAR.
AllFather retweeted
Type Missouri in your search bar.
The whole world is saying this shit is ridiculous.
Fuck you @GregSankey and fuck you @SECOfficiating
AllFather retweeted
Not going to lie, @GrumpyTechBro slays
If the Intelligence Community were intelligent, they wouldn't plan an insurrection over the internet.
Per @DataRepublican special request.
AllFather retweeted
If you want to know why Japan loves America so deeply, go to a quiet elementary school in Ishinomaki and say one name:
Taylor Anderson.
She was twenty-four years old, from Richmond, Virginia.
Since she was a little girl, her dream was to come to Japan and build a bridge between our two countries.
On March 11, 2011, at 2:46 PM, Taylor was standing in a classroom in Ishinomaki teaching English to Japanese children when the 9.0 earthquake shattered the coast.
The ground buckled. Power died. Snow began to fall.
Outside, the tsunami sirens began to wail across the port:
A MONSTER WAVE IS COMING. RUN FOR THE HILLS.
Taylor’s red bicycle was parked right outside the school gate.
She was twenty-four and athletic. If she had gotten on that bike when the bell rang, she could have reached high ground in five minutes.
Did Taylor leave?
NO.
In the freezing schoolyard, Japanese seven-year-olds were crying in terror, waiting for their mothers and fathers.
Taylor refused to abandon her post.
She knelt in the snow at eye level with those trembling children.
She held their small hands, wrapped them in warmth, and smiled so they wouldn't be afraid.
One by one, as frantic parents arrived, Taylor handed each child safely into their mother's arms.
She did not get on her bicycle until EVERY SINGLE CHILD was safe.
Fifteen minutes later, on her way home, the 30-foot black wall of the Pacific Ocean reached her street.
Every student Taylor guarded lived.
Taylor did not.
And here is what shattered Japan’s heart all over again:
When her father, Andy Anderson, flew from Virginia to the ruins of Ishinomaki to bring his little girl home, he didn't blame Japan.
He looked at the surviving children crying in cold shelters, and he made a vow:
“Taylor came here to love these children. Her mission is not finished.”
Her American family took the donations from her funeral and built wooden reading libraries—“Taylor Bunko”—inside the schools of Ishinomaki so her children would always have books, warmth, and a place to dream.
A twenty-four-year-old daughter of Virginia gave her life so Japanese children could grow up.
Tell me another nation on earth with a heart like that.
Thank you, Taylor. You are Japan’s daughter forever. 🇺🇸🤝🇯🇵
AllFather retweeted
This guy is the CEO of Flock
He takes pictures of you and hands them over to the cops
But, he doesn’t want you to know what he looks like
PLEASE do NOT share his photo!
AllFather retweeted
🚨🇺🇸 CAR@LHO, QUE LAPADA! 🔥🔥🔥
CNN: “Este é um imigrante sem documentos...”
Miller: “Eles estavam aqui ILEGALMENTE?”
CNN: “Quero que esta seja uma discussão de boa-fé...”
Miller: “Quando você usa uma linguagem feita para ocultar a verdade, isso NÃO é boa-fé. Um ESTRANGEIRO ILEGAL é um ESTRANGEIRO ILEGAL. Eles não são ‘imigrantes sem documentos’.”
CNN: “Stephen, estamos tentando humanizar o debate...”
Miller: “Humanizar? Então vamos humanizar o Código Penal também. O assaltante de banco passa a ser ‘especialista em retirada sem agendamento prévio’. O estelionatário vira ‘empreendedor de narrativas financeiras alternativas’. O cara que entra na sua casa sem convite é só um ‘visitante com documentação pendente’. Que tal?”
CNN: “Isso é uma analogia grosseira.”
Miller: “Grosseira é fingir que a lei federal some porque a redação da CNN inventou um eufemismo mais fofo. ‘Sem documentos’ soa como alguém que esqueceu a carteira no Uber. Não. É alguém que cruzou a fronteira sem autorização, ficou, e agora a imprensa trata o estatuto jurídico como se fosse uma questão de estilo de escrita.”
CNN: “Mas muitos contribuem para a economia...”
Miller: “Ah, o argumento clássico: o crime deixa de ser crime se a pessoa lava prato ou constrói telhado. Pelo mesmo critério, o contrabandista de cigarro também ‘contribui’, gera emprego no transporte. Quer que a gente chame ele de ‘empreendedor logístico informal’? A CNN topa?”
CNN: “Você está polarizando.”
Miller: “Não. Eu estou recusando o dicionário de marketing. Vocês mudam a palavra, depois acusam quem usa o termo legal de ser ‘desumano’. É o truque mais velho do livro: primeiro suaviza o vocabulário, depois declara vitória moral. Os Estados Unidos já cansaram desse teatro. Chamem o que é. Ou admitam que o objetivo nunca foi clareza — foi controle da narrativa.”
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AllFather retweeted
If you don't already Follow @canncon then today is a great day to start ...
And in continuation of my previous post, here is testimony during the SEB hearing earlier this year about the discovery of a appx. 6% discrepancy in the NUMBER of ballots counted in Fulton.
This was DELIBERATE. And the findings were CONFIRMED by Gov. Kemp’s office.
And Fulton Co. KNEW about it immediately following the 2020 election
Crickets from GBI.
GBI Director Vic Davis got his Superior Court Judgeship appointment though! He was a “Team player” (see pinned post)
I wonder who got a judgeship for this one 🤷♂️
AllFather retweeted
Government can lie to you.
Government has lied to you.
Government is lying to you.
Government will lie to you.
Live your life accordingly.
AllFather retweeted
🚨 Hear me out…
I’m sick of pretending this is a functioning country with a functioning government.
Congress is not “divided.” It’s not “gridlocked.” It’s not “just politics.” It is a criminal class of 535 people who have spent decades selling this country piece by piece while lecturing the rest of us about democracy, values, and the rule of law.
They pass spending bills they don’t read. They pile debt on people who weren’t even born yet. They take money from foreign interests, lobbyists, PACs, and industries they regulate, then act shocked when anyone calls it what it is: influence-peddling.
They protect their own. They investigate their enemies. They never investigate themselves with the same hunger.
The worst part isn’t even the money. It’s the moral rot. A government that can lecture parents, churches, and working people about morality while shielding predators, burying files, redacting names, and treating elite sex-crime networks like a scheduling inconvenience has no moral authority left. If the same evidence, the same flight logs, the same sealed names, and the same “we can’t comment” stonewalling applied to anyone outside their class, those people would already be in prison. For this crowd, it becomes “complicated,” “ongoing,” or “not the right time.”
Foreign interference isn’t some abstract threat they discovered last week. It’s a business model. They take the money, take the trips, take the talking points, then wrap themselves in the flag and tell you anyone who notices is a conspiracy theorist.
They will fight harder to protect their donors and their secrets than they will fight to protect the border, the budget, or the people who actually pay for all of it.
I don’t hate “government” as an idea. I hate this government, the one that treats citizens like a revenue stream, treats accountability like an attack, and treats the most disgusting crimes as a club you only get punished for if you’re not connected.
No more polite language.
No more “both sides” anesthesia. If Congress had a shred of honor left, they would open every sealed file, name every protector, cut the foreign cash pipelines, and submit themselves to the same laws they impose on everyone else. They won’t. That’s the point.
They are not public servants. They are a protected class. And the country is rotting under them.
- B
AllFather retweeted
Dear socialist friend,
Nothing is stopping you.
If collective ownership works so much better, you can prove it by next Tuesday. Pool your savings with your comrades. Elect a planning committee. Run a bakery, a farm, a repair shop – shared ownership, equal pay, decisions by vote. All of it is fully legal, today, everywhere in the West. No revolution needed.
And yet.
You want the workers to seize the factories – but you won’t open a food truck with three people from your group chat. You demand collective housing – but you won’t sign a joint lease with people who agree with you about everything.
People have tried voluntary socialism for two hundred years. The communes keep dissolving – the members simply walk out. The only socialist countries that lasted were the ones that locked the borders.
That’s the whole story. Where leaving is allowed, everyone leaves. Socialism only survives where leaving is banned. The people voted – on foot.
Just do it. Or admit that "collective" was always just a word for other people’s property.
AllFather retweeted
An extremely painful reminder of who the actual authoritarians are.
This is beyond insane.
AllFather retweeted
🚨 BREAKING UPDATE: Sen. Lisa Murkowski (R-AK)'s team is FURIOUS, indicating that James O'Keefe should face PROSECUTION because he simply exposed Alaska's voter vulnerability
Poll workers were going to let O'Keefe vote as Murkowski's BROTHER, Brian
MURKOWSKI'S OFFICE: "Voter impersonation is a crime and should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law."
She opposes the SAVE America Act
And now is ATTACKING the journalist exposing why we need it.
OVER TARGET, @JamesOKeefeIII
🚨 OMG. Alaska poll workers were going to allow James O’Keefe to VOTE under the name of Sen. Lisa Murkowski’s brother, Brian
James said he was Brian Murkowski and they offered HIM A BALLOT! 🤯
NO ID. Murkowski is blocking the SAVE America Act.
The poll worker even offered a ballot for Murkowski’s STATE DIRECTOR
Murkowski has to go in her next primary. And we need the SAVE America Act nationwide! 🇺🇸
AllFather retweeted
Sen. Ron Johnson to Fauci:
“You SABOTAGED Ivermectin and Hydroxychloroquine because you knew that was the only way to get emergency use authorization for these experimental gene therapies — and you pushed Remdesivir, which nurses called ‘run-death-is-near.’”
106 studies involving 200,000+ patients show Ivermectin:
REDUCED cases 79%
REDUCED mortality 47%
REDUCED hospitalization 34%
INCREASED virus clearance 44%
IMPROVED recovery 39%
AllFather retweeted
If you want to understand why Data Republican is such a constant target of obsessive leftist lunatics, this is a must watch.
It takes bravery to do what she does.
Shredding the Deep State with DataRepublican | Going Rogue with Lara Logan | Episode 95
Why Tech Nerd DataRepublican is Such a Threat to America’s Enemies
Jennica Pounds is the data analyst known on X as DataRepublican. She is a deaf database engineer and mother who rose to prominence after accurately predicting Donald Trump’s 2024 victory through direct voting data analysis, at a time when most polls and experts were wrong. She later assisted DOGE efforts by building a website that enables text searches inside government award descriptions and maps money flows through the NGO industrial complex. Those networks involve figures like George Soros as well as groups tied to USAID and activist funding. In her book 'Unelected' she argues that the real power structure is a self-reinforcing system of “everyone and no one.” Throughout it all, she has navigated doxxing, public scrutiny, and personal cost, drawing strength from her Christian faith and using AI-enhanced tools that have given her a public voice for the first time.
00:00:00 – Who Really Runs the System?
00:00:29 – Introducing Data Republican
00:05:20 – Unelected: Why She Fought the Machine
00:08:00 – Connecting the Dots: Soros, Singham & the Networks
00:10:00 – The Visionary Machine: Reflexivity Explained
00:15:30 – Color Revolutions and the Battle for the Mind
00:17:50 – How the Data Saw What the Experts Missed
00:25:50 – From Elections to DOGE: Building the Search Tool
00:29:00 – The NGO Industrial Complex Exposed
00:36:10 – 400 Years Back: Enlightenment Seeds of the Blob
00:40:00 – Everyone and No One: How the Cycle Sustains Itself
00:48:00 – When Reality Breaks the Dogma
00:53:00 – The Debt Reckoning and the End of the Cycle
00:58:00 – Faith, Family, and Finding a Voice
@DataRepublican | @GoingRoguewLara
AllFather retweeted
There was never a water main break at the Georgia State Farm Arena during the 2020 election. It was a diversion tactic to commit fraud. But there was some of the most compelling election fraud ever caught on video.
There was over 1.7 MILLION original ballot images missing in the GA 2020 election, which prevented a proper audit and the authentication of ballots, covering up the fraud.
There were thousands of duplicate and fraudulent ballots, all with the same exact marks, and signatures, and video of the same stacks of fraudulent ballots being run through election machines all throughout the night until Joe Biden cleared the margin of victory.
AllFather retweeted
🚨TCF CENTER BOMBSHELL: EVERY MILITARY BALLOT WAS FOR BIDEN
Not one single Trump vote.
Not even a straight-party ballot.
Just Biden at the top—over and over.
Poll challenger testifies under oath: stacks of military ballots arrived with sticky notes ordering them backdated from November 4 to November 2.
Signatures didn’t match. At all. Same stacks run through the machines multiple times. Ballots duplicated. Logs wiped clean.
She watched it happen. Same patterns. Same fraud. Every time they needed more.
This is how they did it in Detroit. This is why the 2020 election was stolen.
Never forget. Never stop demanding the truth.