"The shocking thing about the coverage was how they completely missed the part that Soros-backed organizations largely funded these events, and all those protesters were far-left."
The mask is off, as they say. And given all the piercings, dyes, tattoos, doughiness, and various forms of self-abasement, I'd say most of them look better with the mask on.
What is both heartbreaking and infuriating is that Soros and his ilk have done this, and continue to do this, right out in the open. And still federal inertia is such that men like Gates and Zuckerberg and Bourla still walk the halls of Congress, get invited to this White House, and generally work toward the desecration of western civilization with impunity.
Only if the are being subpoenaed and have to answer questions—better yet, Indict them on federal charges of insurrection, and giving material support to terrorism.
I’ve been thinking about my Uncle Roly. Uncle Roly and my mother’s sister Aunt Esther lived across the street from me when I was growing up. Uncle Roly loved my Aunt Esther like no one I ever met loved their spouse. This is the same Uncle I wrote about a while back that took in Peter his grandson, my 2nd cousin. Uncle Roly also loved Peter unconditionally.
My sister and I were there the day my uncle passed away. His passing is one of the reasons I believe there is more than just this life.
When my sister and I got Roly into the assisted living facility there was a church a few doors down. Residence at the facility were not allowed to leave the property without being picked up, but my uncle who was very agile would “escape” off of the facilities property, go to the church, and receive the Sacrament of Confession. Over a period of years this would get him in trouble again and again leading to phone calls to us. I’m not sure if everyone gets confession including myself, I’ve heard it explained like this. Confessions are for humans, it’s a human practice to help us deal with the shame. Confessions are not for Gods sake. If you want to be forgiven all you have to do is ask.
My uncle ended up having to leave that assisted living facility and ended up in a crumby nursing home. The day he died, it was a dreary day in December, partly snowing and partly raining, either way it was overcast. My sister and I sat at his bedside, he was having trouble breathing and seemed to be out of it with his eyes closed. After hours my sister said to him you can go uncle Roly, don’t worry things here will be ok. Within minutes bright sunlight shone through the window. My uncles eyes opened wide which seemed to be for minutes. When his eyes closed he was gone. At 94 years old, a WW2 Navy veteran that served in the Pacific and always loved his family unconditionally, the people around him and us his niece and nephew, who had lived across the street from us for decades was gone. To this day I know someone came to get him. Uncle Roly was at peace. J.Goodrich
Thank you for your lovely story, James. It is difficult losing loved ones, & it is hard to see them struggle, & to the point of leaving their family. Sometimes we have to let our loved ones go, that it is alright to leave us & rest in peace with God. We have lost most of our family, & the time we were with them, it was very difficult & hard to tell them that it was ok to leave- that we would all be “ok”. My Brother-in-Law even told all of us to leave his hospital room so he could die- he was a tough person, but made his wishes clear we were trying to hang on & he was ready to die.
I don't want to talk about the loss of my sister in July 2025. I may never talk about it again on Substack. but my deepest condolences and I hope that the most loving memories of your brother in law and also James' Uncle Roly sustain you both in this time of grief as well as the understanding that God is Sovereign therefore Omniscient: re: confession. I am sticking to Thessalonians these days. (praying hands)
Someone came to get your uncle, James. The same thing happened with my mother. There were "orbs" in her bedroom after dark, pointed out to me by her overnight caregivers on the baby cam. I had never seen or heard of "orbs" before, but I watched the videos and in one of them, she looked up and reached out her hands to the orb, which was a ball of light that moved around in her bedroom. Whatever it was...I have no idea, but it was on the baby cam. I was with her when she died, lying beside her on the bed. She was my special person and to this day I miss her something awful. She did the same thing as I was lying beside her, and it was broad daylight, she reached up as tho someone was reaching their hand down to her, and I told her, Mom, you have some very wonderful friends in high places. She died a few moments later. Worst moment of my life, but probably the best of hers.
I’m sorry for your loss Senior Moments. I do believe someone , I think a family member or an angel, is chosen to go and guide your love one to heaven. I was always intrigued by Einstein’s thought, he said death is one time where the bodies energy just ends. His thought was the bodies energy pushes you into the next life. I’m sure that your mother is resting with all of her family that has passed from this world.
I have seen those "orbs" too, S.M. There are two different pictures of me having them around me and My friend Dannion Brinkley (NDE) had them around him while speaking. He always talks about death and dying and created a huge network of hospice training . Originally called "Compassion in Action" in L.A.area. He has a number of books about what he was shown after being struck by lightning.
Here goes another memory tied to your experience, James. When my mother was dying the nurse went to get a hypo, thinking she was in distress. (she wasn't) I leaned over her and said "GO NOW!" She instantly left, we were a team. I knew a hypo wouldn't be good for her transition, we want to die as clear as possible, if possible.
If you keep posting stories like this James, I’m going to have to arrange normal saline IVs to replenish my tears. Family love is so important, just thinking about it, floods my eyes with tears. Thank you Lord for Uncle Roly.
Thanks James, I am very lucky, but as in all families we have had our issues as well. Many brought on from outside influences and relatives that have chosen the wrong path.
Don’t I know it. When my Mom died the whole family went to shit. Which was a bit surprising after having a father who preached “family above all”. I speak to no one and haven’t for over a decade. We all could write a book I’m sure.
Once my mother died things changed quite a bit. There was some typical falling out over inheritance and “things”, but over years it got put behind us which was good. She died over 30 years ago which shows grief has no timeline. As I’ve said before it’s all the small things I miss. Sitting down with her in the morning having coffee and just talking to my best friend, I miss that the most!
My Mom was my rock. Really the rock of the whole family. I think of her daily for sure. I was in the kitchen a lot with her as cooking was her way to show love and she taught me well. I have all the family secret recipes which I know pisses a lot of people off to this day as with me not around all the holiday special meals died with her. My kids tell me all the time as someone will attempt her dish and it ultimately doesn’t hit the spot and I laugh and I laugh as my kids know they get when they head to my house. Those moments when I’m making those meals I know she’s with me still. So I sure with you that grief knows no end but it doesn’t all have to be grief when those times you spent one on one can still carry you with the happy times.
My Mom was my rock also, in a way I helped her through a lot. I was the youngest and I would do anything to help her, I loved her with all my heart. The way she died was heartbreaking, what the medical establishment did to her. I know she didn’t want to leave over concern for us, her 4 kids. I would take her anywhere and everywhere she had to go and as time here grew short she explained to me how to put together the gathering that would happen after her funeral, just heartbreaking, tears are running down my face as I write this. I know James one day I will see her again, I think this is why I don’t fear death. I fear being sick and a burden to others, that’s what I fear.
I cannot imagine how a wacko like spanberger can be even in the polls. Ex-CIA. Doesn't understand people in the country illegally have broken the law. Looks more like MA than VA.
There will always come a time that we should acknowledge a family member or a friends need for our kindness and support. It’s sometimes hard to imagine but even the people we think are the most happy and stable can be carrying a weight that is invisible to most all of the people around them. On the outside they are smiling, everything seems fine, but on the inside they’re hurting. I’m sure if we look inside ourselves there are many unresolved issues, maybe a judgement we placed on someone, or a person we refused forgiveness. Personally in the past there are a few people I had sat in judgement of when they most certainly needed a kind word, or understanding. There are times where people may need correction but more often than not people don’t need our judgement they need our support. Kindness or kind words are healing to people, it can be a medicine that we all have and should give many times more than we do. If we had the cure for what ails someone you know you would’nt withhold it from them. Kindness costs us nothing, and if we could sometimes put ourselves into another’s shoes we would be much more likely to hand out healing words.
I have a 2nd cousin that was raised by my aunt and uncle. They lived across the street from me growing up, we were very close in age, and for years best friends. In later years Peter got wrapped up into very heavy drug use. My uncle who outlived my mother’s sister loved Peter unconditionally, Peter was his grandson but was really like his actual son. My uncle worked very hard his whole life, sometimes 3 jobs, and was always pretty well off.
Over a period of a few years Peter spent down all of my uncles money, well over a million dollars until they were living in a crappy motel in Walpole Ma.. Eventually my wife and I picked my Uncle up and took him in. He was too often left at the motel hungry. Eventually we ended up, along with my sister, getting him into a nice assisted living facility right in my town. Although he fought it at first, he ended up fitting in and made lots of friends, he was a very active man. My sister and I had to kick in a little money each month to keep my uncle there. Of coarse over time that little amount kept growing.
Years and years later my uncle passed away he died broke and I held onto much resentment for my cousin Peter.
More years went by and when there was a death in my family I would see Peter, say hello, but I held that anger inside of me.
Over time probably from his very hard living Peter’s body began breaking down. I know he struggled between sobriety and drug use. I decided I would call him to see how he was doing. He answered the phone with a very weak voice and we had a long talk. He several times broke down weeping over what he had done to his grandfather and all of us that had to pick up the pieces, he apologized to me over and over. I told Peter that Uncle Roly loved him with all his heart and he only wanted to stay and live with him. At that point in Uncle Roly’s life he didn’t give a damn about the money or where they lived or anything else. As bad as things were he just wanted to be with you. He knew you did your best to stay with him and provide the best you could. I told Peter if we couldn’t do what we did God would not have given us the responsibility, we were fine with it.
About a week later Peter called me and thanked me for calling him. He said that I called at a time when he was really at a low point, that he struggles with depression and had many thoughts of ending his life. He said your phone call made me think different. I speak with Peter from time to time, he is sober, has a job and lives with a couple, that the wife was friends with Peter years ago, I consider her an angel. I’m glad I had called Peter that day and that we still speak.
Isn’t it something that a phone call and some kindness can make such a huge difference in a life. It can be as simple as saying, things are going to be ok, things will work out, God has you in the palm of his hand, or just I love you.
Sometimes we have to let go of our anger and resentment and show some kindness. Life is very short.
I apologize for such a long comment. Happy Sunday too you all! J.Goodrich
Sunday, Sunday Funnies! After that “No Kings” farce yesterday, just what I needed to help me relax on this cool, rainy day in TN. We needed the rain and I can already hear the grass, trees, flowers and shrubs saying “aaaaah”! Have a peaceful Sunday everyone. The best is yet to be!
Voting in Virginia tomorrow. Essential to vote in this critical election. Let's hope the voting machines tabulate correctly, as in today's political climate, it's a question worth pondering.
Hand counted paper ballots for votes cast on election day is the way to go. Voting machines--especially todays computerized versions--lack transparency. They are an invitation to vote-counting fraud.
Very funny Meme.. I wish I felt better. I am still under the weather .. still have remnants of the FLU.. for sure.. that is what it is.. I liked the "This week I will be taking time to vote early in Virginia. Because if progressive Abigail Spanberger gets elected Governor, this state will go from purple to the California Blues overnight…" and that JAY JONES ... wow.. his comments about "killing" a GOP and other stuff I don't want to repeat, regardless of whether he was high, drunk or just actually expressing his deepest dark thoughts is totally reprehensible. The fact that Spamberger, former CIA operative could not even look at Winsome Sears in the eye or repeat DEM Talking Points and not denounce Jay Jones is very bizarre.
Glenn Youngkin has worked hard to bring Virginia and school policies back to NORMAL .. boys out of girls bathrooms.. and bring business to Virginia. It will be more like the Californication of Virginia.!
I VOTED EARLY...FOR WINSOME Sears and Jason Miyares already.. and all down ballot GOPers and have done a lot of work on the internet.. w/ regard to local elections.. HAVE A BLESSED SUNDAY.. all. ;)
As an Army Veteran, I can say without hesitation, that Hegseth’s leadership in changing military policies and standards is awesome! It was long overdue, but I believe the majority of the military wanted it too.
There were two females who “graduated” from the Army’s Ranger School several years ago. Democrats, feminists, and the Left celebrated—but it was all bovine scatology.
There were leaks from sergeants who scored the tests, and it was not pretty. At one part of the final phase to graduated, the females were allowed to go back to the barracks and shower—the men remained in their wet and filthy uniforms and continued pushing on.
Hmmm…the men’s scenario resembles a real combat situation, since Rangers are sent on missions deep into enemy territory under all types of weather conditions, and have to endure the “suck” of being exhausted, cold, hot, wet, and injured, but expected to fulfill the mission. That’s the warrior ethos we need. 🇺🇸
Idaho isn’t as red as people believe, especially when it comes to imported (likely) “protesters” in the increasingly communist capital city of Boise. Idaho Freedom Foundation wrote a good email about the event in Boise, which we copied into a Substack Note. The note also references Dr. Malone’s terrific No Kings memes from 10/18/25. Check out the note, if you’re interested:
Idaho Freedom Foundation & Beyond — "No Kings 2.0" EXPOSED 👑. By Ron Nate, President Idaho Freedom Foundation. Received via email 10/18/25. Copied/pasted into the Note.
"The shocking thing about the coverage was how they completely missed the part that Soros-backed organizations largely funded these events, and all those protesters were far-left."
The mask is off, as they say. And given all the piercings, dyes, tattoos, doughiness, and various forms of self-abasement, I'd say most of them look better with the mask on.
What is both heartbreaking and infuriating is that Soros and his ilk have done this, and continue to do this, right out in the open. And still federal inertia is such that men like Gates and Zuckerberg and Bourla still walk the halls of Congress, get invited to this White House, and generally work toward the desecration of western civilization with impunity.
I am waiting to see Soros and his Son to be invited to walk though the hall ways of congress and why not?
Only if the are being subpoenaed and have to answer questions—better yet, Indict them on federal charges of insurrection, and giving material support to terrorism.
Please, even if you are kidding, don't add more filth to a growing pile.
It won't happen. Soros looks like a old dirty demon. almost a zombie
You mean, like the emperor in Star Wars?
I don't think AOC or Schumer will have any problem with that. . .
James: Got $$$ ? = Got access. Same old same old...
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I’ve been thinking about my Uncle Roly. Uncle Roly and my mother’s sister Aunt Esther lived across the street from me when I was growing up. Uncle Roly loved my Aunt Esther like no one I ever met loved their spouse. This is the same Uncle I wrote about a while back that took in Peter his grandson, my 2nd cousin. Uncle Roly also loved Peter unconditionally.
My sister and I were there the day my uncle passed away. His passing is one of the reasons I believe there is more than just this life.
When my sister and I got Roly into the assisted living facility there was a church a few doors down. Residence at the facility were not allowed to leave the property without being picked up, but my uncle who was very agile would “escape” off of the facilities property, go to the church, and receive the Sacrament of Confession. Over a period of years this would get him in trouble again and again leading to phone calls to us. I’m not sure if everyone gets confession including myself, I’ve heard it explained like this. Confessions are for humans, it’s a human practice to help us deal with the shame. Confessions are not for Gods sake. If you want to be forgiven all you have to do is ask.
My uncle ended up having to leave that assisted living facility and ended up in a crumby nursing home. The day he died, it was a dreary day in December, partly snowing and partly raining, either way it was overcast. My sister and I sat at his bedside, he was having trouble breathing and seemed to be out of it with his eyes closed. After hours my sister said to him you can go uncle Roly, don’t worry things here will be ok. Within minutes bright sunlight shone through the window. My uncles eyes opened wide which seemed to be for minutes. When his eyes closed he was gone. At 94 years old, a WW2 Navy veteran that served in the Pacific and always loved his family unconditionally, the people around him and us his niece and nephew, who had lived across the street from us for decades was gone. To this day I know someone came to get him. Uncle Roly was at peace. J.Goodrich
I’m posting my original story below.
Thank you for your lovely story, James. It is difficult losing loved ones, & it is hard to see them struggle, & to the point of leaving their family. Sometimes we have to let our loved ones go, that it is alright to leave us & rest in peace with God. We have lost most of our family, & the time we were with them, it was very difficult & hard to tell them that it was ok to leave- that we would all be “ok”. My Brother-in-Law even told all of us to leave his hospital room so he could die- he was a tough person, but made his wishes clear we were trying to hang on & he was ready to die.
I don't want to talk about the loss of my sister in July 2025. I may never talk about it again on Substack. but my deepest condolences and I hope that the most loving memories of your brother in law and also James' Uncle Roly sustain you both in this time of grief as well as the understanding that God is Sovereign therefore Omniscient: re: confession. I am sticking to Thessalonians these days. (praying hands)
Someone came to get your uncle, James. The same thing happened with my mother. There were "orbs" in her bedroom after dark, pointed out to me by her overnight caregivers on the baby cam. I had never seen or heard of "orbs" before, but I watched the videos and in one of them, she looked up and reached out her hands to the orb, which was a ball of light that moved around in her bedroom. Whatever it was...I have no idea, but it was on the baby cam. I was with her when she died, lying beside her on the bed. She was my special person and to this day I miss her something awful. She did the same thing as I was lying beside her, and it was broad daylight, she reached up as tho someone was reaching their hand down to her, and I told her, Mom, you have some very wonderful friends in high places. She died a few moments later. Worst moment of my life, but probably the best of hers.
I’m sorry for your loss Senior Moments. I do believe someone , I think a family member or an angel, is chosen to go and guide your love one to heaven. I was always intrigued by Einstein’s thought, he said death is one time where the bodies energy just ends. His thought was the bodies energy pushes you into the next life. I’m sure that your mother is resting with all of her family that has passed from this world.
I have seen those "orbs" too, S.M. There are two different pictures of me having them around me and My friend Dannion Brinkley (NDE) had them around him while speaking. He always talks about death and dying and created a huge network of hospice training . Originally called "Compassion in Action" in L.A.area. He has a number of books about what he was shown after being struck by lightning.
Here goes another memory tied to your experience, James. When my mother was dying the nurse went to get a hypo, thinking she was in distress. (she wasn't) I leaned over her and said "GO NOW!" She instantly left, we were a team. I knew a hypo wouldn't be good for her transition, we want to die as clear as possible, if possible.
If you keep posting stories like this James, I’m going to have to arrange normal saline IVs to replenish my tears. Family love is so important, just thinking about it, floods my eyes with tears. Thank you Lord for Uncle Roly.
You got a good family JG
Thanks James, I am very lucky, but as in all families we have had our issues as well. Many brought on from outside influences and relatives that have chosen the wrong path.
Don’t I know it. When my Mom died the whole family went to shit. Which was a bit surprising after having a father who preached “family above all”. I speak to no one and haven’t for over a decade. We all could write a book I’m sure.
Once my mother died things changed quite a bit. There was some typical falling out over inheritance and “things”, but over years it got put behind us which was good. She died over 30 years ago which shows grief has no timeline. As I’ve said before it’s all the small things I miss. Sitting down with her in the morning having coffee and just talking to my best friend, I miss that the most!
My Mom was my rock. Really the rock of the whole family. I think of her daily for sure. I was in the kitchen a lot with her as cooking was her way to show love and she taught me well. I have all the family secret recipes which I know pisses a lot of people off to this day as with me not around all the holiday special meals died with her. My kids tell me all the time as someone will attempt her dish and it ultimately doesn’t hit the spot and I laugh and I laugh as my kids know they get when they head to my house. Those moments when I’m making those meals I know she’s with me still. So I sure with you that grief knows no end but it doesn’t all have to be grief when those times you spent one on one can still carry you with the happy times.
My Mom was my rock also, in a way I helped her through a lot. I was the youngest and I would do anything to help her, I loved her with all my heart. The way she died was heartbreaking, what the medical establishment did to her. I know she didn’t want to leave over concern for us, her 4 kids. I would take her anywhere and everywhere she had to go and as time here grew short she explained to me how to put together the gathering that would happen after her funeral, just heartbreaking, tears are running down my face as I write this. I know James one day I will see her again, I think this is why I don’t fear death. I fear being sick and a burden to others, that’s what I fear.
James , can you see the videos he's posting all I see is a black screen that says this video cannot be played error 15
Hi Karla sorry I’m still at work but your talking about the videos on the Sunday Strip right?
I cannot imagine how a wacko like spanberger can be even in the polls. Ex-CIA. Doesn't understand people in the country illegally have broken the law. Looks more like MA than VA.
She actually appears almost sane compared to Katie Porter out on the left end of the country.
Neither should be allowed anywhere near a lever of power by people who have any sense at all.
How about the squad? We need to change things on who can be elected
Why are we promoting those woman giving them names of importance? "THE SQUARD"
Or a pot of boiling potatoes
I was expecting more sanity out of VA than CA.
Don’t believe the polls!
It gets worse. Now she wants amnesty for anyone here illegally & totally open borders. She is so obviously a globalist sycophant.
There will always come a time that we should acknowledge a family member or a friends need for our kindness and support. It’s sometimes hard to imagine but even the people we think are the most happy and stable can be carrying a weight that is invisible to most all of the people around them. On the outside they are smiling, everything seems fine, but on the inside they’re hurting. I’m sure if we look inside ourselves there are many unresolved issues, maybe a judgement we placed on someone, or a person we refused forgiveness. Personally in the past there are a few people I had sat in judgement of when they most certainly needed a kind word, or understanding. There are times where people may need correction but more often than not people don’t need our judgement they need our support. Kindness or kind words are healing to people, it can be a medicine that we all have and should give many times more than we do. If we had the cure for what ails someone you know you would’nt withhold it from them. Kindness costs us nothing, and if we could sometimes put ourselves into another’s shoes we would be much more likely to hand out healing words.
I have a 2nd cousin that was raised by my aunt and uncle. They lived across the street from me growing up, we were very close in age, and for years best friends. In later years Peter got wrapped up into very heavy drug use. My uncle who outlived my mother’s sister loved Peter unconditionally, Peter was his grandson but was really like his actual son. My uncle worked very hard his whole life, sometimes 3 jobs, and was always pretty well off.
Over a period of a few years Peter spent down all of my uncles money, well over a million dollars until they were living in a crappy motel in Walpole Ma.. Eventually my wife and I picked my Uncle up and took him in. He was too often left at the motel hungry. Eventually we ended up, along with my sister, getting him into a nice assisted living facility right in my town. Although he fought it at first, he ended up fitting in and made lots of friends, he was a very active man. My sister and I had to kick in a little money each month to keep my uncle there. Of coarse over time that little amount kept growing.
Years and years later my uncle passed away he died broke and I held onto much resentment for my cousin Peter.
More years went by and when there was a death in my family I would see Peter, say hello, but I held that anger inside of me.
Over time probably from his very hard living Peter’s body began breaking down. I know he struggled between sobriety and drug use. I decided I would call him to see how he was doing. He answered the phone with a very weak voice and we had a long talk. He several times broke down weeping over what he had done to his grandfather and all of us that had to pick up the pieces, he apologized to me over and over. I told Peter that Uncle Roly loved him with all his heart and he only wanted to stay and live with him. At that point in Uncle Roly’s life he didn’t give a damn about the money or where they lived or anything else. As bad as things were he just wanted to be with you. He knew you did your best to stay with him and provide the best you could. I told Peter if we couldn’t do what we did God would not have given us the responsibility, we were fine with it.
About a week later Peter called me and thanked me for calling him. He said that I called at a time when he was really at a low point, that he struggles with depression and had many thoughts of ending his life. He said your phone call made me think different. I speak with Peter from time to time, he is sober, has a job and lives with a couple, that the wife was friends with Peter years ago, I consider her an angel. I’m glad I had called Peter that day and that we still speak.
Isn’t it something that a phone call and some kindness can make such a huge difference in a life. It can be as simple as saying, things are going to be ok, things will work out, God has you in the palm of his hand, or just I love you.
Sometimes we have to let go of our anger and resentment and show some kindness. Life is very short.
I apologize for such a long comment. Happy Sunday too you all! J.Goodrich
James, you are a lovely, faith-filled person. Always love your stories. ❤️
Thank You LEA7
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Those videos are beyond hilarious! I had to watch them twice. The opossums playing dead are priceless! But that mountain lion, wow, what a jumper. 🤣
Yeah. Had 2 labs that cornered one in the yard. It promptly "died", they lost interest and left it and it scooted on thru the fence
They have an intimidating hiss! But in the end, it’s all show.
Maybe there's a larger lesson there...
Sunday, Sunday Funnies! After that “No Kings” farce yesterday, just what I needed to help me relax on this cool, rainy day in TN. We needed the rain and I can already hear the grass, trees, flowers and shrubs saying “aaaaah”! Have a peaceful Sunday everyone. The best is yet to be!
I almost peed myself when I saw Bolton hiding top secret information under his mustache!!! Good one Malones💥
A classic Sunday Strip...so many great ones. Barnes and Noble is my favorite this week. Thanks Doc !🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
I love the DJT post thanking the No Kings protesters!
Voting in Virginia tomorrow. Essential to vote in this critical election. Let's hope the voting machines tabulate correctly, as in today's political climate, it's a question worth pondering.
Hand counted paper ballots for votes cast on election day is the way to go. Voting machines--especially todays computerized versions--lack transparency. They are an invitation to vote-counting fraud.
Correct, and unfortunately that's not happening in this election in VA at least. Voting machines are in abundance.
Very funny Meme.. I wish I felt better. I am still under the weather .. still have remnants of the FLU.. for sure.. that is what it is.. I liked the "This week I will be taking time to vote early in Virginia. Because if progressive Abigail Spanberger gets elected Governor, this state will go from purple to the California Blues overnight…" and that JAY JONES ... wow.. his comments about "killing" a GOP and other stuff I don't want to repeat, regardless of whether he was high, drunk or just actually expressing his deepest dark thoughts is totally reprehensible. The fact that Spamberger, former CIA operative could not even look at Winsome Sears in the eye or repeat DEM Talking Points and not denounce Jay Jones is very bizarre.
Glenn Youngkin has worked hard to bring Virginia and school policies back to NORMAL .. boys out of girls bathrooms.. and bring business to Virginia. It will be more like the Californication of Virginia.!
I VOTED EARLY...FOR WINSOME Sears and Jason Miyares already.. and all down ballot GOPers and have done a lot of work on the internet.. w/ regard to local elections.. HAVE A BLESSED SUNDAY.. all. ;)
The Barnes & Noble one was priceless!
sent it to my son. . .
As an Army Veteran, I can say without hesitation, that Hegseth’s leadership in changing military policies and standards is awesome! It was long overdue, but I believe the majority of the military wanted it too.
There were two females who “graduated” from the Army’s Ranger School several years ago. Democrats, feminists, and the Left celebrated—but it was all bovine scatology.
There were leaks from sergeants who scored the tests, and it was not pretty. At one part of the final phase to graduated, the females were allowed to go back to the barracks and shower—the men remained in their wet and filthy uniforms and continued pushing on.
Hmmm…the men’s scenario resembles a real combat situation, since Rangers are sent on missions deep into enemy territory under all types of weather conditions, and have to endure the “suck” of being exhausted, cold, hot, wet, and injured, but expected to fulfill the mission. That’s the warrior ethos we need. 🇺🇸
Idaho isn’t as red as people believe, especially when it comes to imported (likely) “protesters” in the increasingly communist capital city of Boise. Idaho Freedom Foundation wrote a good email about the event in Boise, which we copied into a Substack Note. The note also references Dr. Malone’s terrific No Kings memes from 10/18/25. Check out the note, if you’re interested:
Idaho Freedom Foundation & Beyond — "No Kings 2.0" EXPOSED 👑. By Ron Nate, President Idaho Freedom Foundation. Received via email 10/18/25. Copied/pasted into the Note.
* https://substack.com/@bige47/note/c-167944714
Seat Belt Sofa......GD hilarious ......wish I'd thought of it!
Belly laughs are the mandatory part.
LMAO Mr. Malone. The funnies are hilarious this Sunday.