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THEY ARE GOING TO PRETEND THIS NEVER HAPPENED. President Trump just dropped his Top 25 Term Three accomplishments on Truth Social, and the fake news will look the other way. Not open borders. Zero illegal aliens admitted in 16 months. Not soft on crime. Lowest murder rate in 125 years. Not endless wars. Eight peace deals. Hostages home. Maduro captured. Iran’s nukes smashed. $19.2 trillion in new investment. Stock market hit 80 all-time highs. A trillion for the Armed Forces. Men banned from women’s sports. DEI dead. English is the official language of the United States.

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🚨🔥 HOLY. SMOKES. ALITO JUST WENT NUCLEAR. 🔥🚨 Supreme Court Justice Samuel Alito just DROPPED A SCATHING, TAKE-NO-PRISONERS DISSENT ripping the Court for blocking Trump’s USPS mail-in ballot integrity rules. 💥⚖️ He didn’t just disagree. He EXPOSED the entire delay game. The plaintiff states CANNOT scream “timing!” when THEY and activist lower courts CAUSED the delay. 😡 “The plaintiff States cannot claim the TIMING of the rule tilts the equities in their favor when they, and courts hearing their claims, are RESPONSIBLE for so much of the delay.” The government got hit with MONTHS of premature lawsuits + injunctions this Court later said were likely issued WITHOUT JURISDICTION… then had to wait ANOTHER FULL MONTH for the Court to even say so. ⏳💣 Nationwide injunction from groups that likely LACK STANDING. District courts blocking rulemaking for months. Classic lawfare playbook. 🎭 Alito then walked through EXACTLY why the mail-in rules are constitutional and why the government has a massive interest in stopping fraud. 🇺🇸🛡️ This is a justice who still believes elections should be clean. We are going to miss this man when he retires. 🙏💔 Clarence Thomas joined him. Two giants standing against the chaos. SHARE THIS. THE COUNTRY NEEDS TO SEE IT. 📢🔥

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After September 11, more than a million tons of the World Trade Center was loaded onto barges and shipped to a garbage dump on Staten Island. Then hundreds of men and women stood at conveyor belts for ten months and picked through every ounce of it by hand. They were looking for people. The place is called Fresh Kills. For fifty years it was the largest landfill in the world. It took its last barge of household trash on March 22, 2001, and shut down for good. New York was finally done with it. Five and a half months later, at two o'clock in the morning on September 12, the landfill's director got a phone call at home. He had just walked in the door. Two trucks were at the gate. They were carrying pieces of the World Trade Center. He drove back. The man who ran the dump would later say, without any drama, that if Fresh Kills had not been closed, this could never have happened. There would have been no room. The garbage would have been in the way. The site was empty. So that is where the towers went. Here is how it worked. At Ground Zero, cranes and grapplers lifted the debris into dump trucks. The trucks drove to a pier on the Hudson. There, the load went onto barges, six hundred tons at a time. The barges were towed down the harbor, past the Statue of Liberty, to Staten Island. More than fifteen hundred barges made the trip. At Fresh Kills, sanitation workers unloaded them onto a hill. And then the sorting began. The debris was mechanically screened into three sizes. Chunks bigger than eight inches. Two to eight inches. A quarter inch to two inches. Anything smaller than a quarter of an inch, the size of a fingernail, fell through the last sieve. Everything above that size went onto a conveyor belt. And along the belts stood the detectives. NYPD. FBI. Port Authority police. Medical examiners. Dressed head to toe in white Tyvek suits, in masks, in gloves, on a hill that stank of jet fuel and pulverized concrete and things nobody wanted to name. Looking down at the belt, hour after hour, as the towers rolled past them a fist-sized chunk at a time. When they saw something, they reached in and took it, and placed it in a white bucket at their feet. A wedding ring. A photo ID. A set of keys. A shoe. A piece of a person. The white buckets went to a tent that served as a morgue. The volume was beyond comprehension. In mid-September the operation was processing 1,750 tons of debris a day. By mid-October, 17,500 tons a day. Ten times more. Round the clock. The 200-acre hill was declared a federal crime scene and stayed one for ten months. A retired NYPD detective later wrote down what a shift looked like, because almost nobody outside knew it existed. You wake at 3 a.m. You get a giant coffee. You drive two hours in the dark from Orange County, through New Jersey, to Staten Island. You park at the bottom of a hill that looks like the end of the world. You put on the white suit. You go to your belt. You stand there. You look. Then you drive two hours home and do it again tomorrow. Sanitation workers pulled sixteen-hour shifts, seven days a week. One of them, a supervisor named Barry Asnes, said afterward what kept him there. We were attacked on our own soil, in the city where I was born. This was personal. The operation did not stop for weather. It did not stop for Christmas. It ran until July 2002. Ten months. By the end, the men and women on that hill had recovered thousands of human remains. Tens of thousands of personal effects. Wallets, badges, wedding bands, photographs, all cleaned and catalogued and returned to families who had nothing else to bury. When they were finished, the remaining material was placed in a 48-acre section of the landfill, a mound two hundred and twenty-five feet high, and covered. It is a park now. Many of the men and women who stood on that hill have lung disease. Asthma. Cancer. PTSD. The air they were breathing, eight and ten and sixteen hours a day, was full of the towers. Some of them have died of it. Almost nobody knows their names. Almost nobody knows the place. Mention Fresh Kills and 9/11 in the same sentence, the retired detective wrote, and most people will have no idea what you are talking about. Here is what you should know. Two thousand seven hundred and fifty-three people were murdered in those towers. Only about six in ten have ever been identified. Every one of those identifications came out of a white bucket. Every wedding ring returned to a widow. Every badge returned to a firehouse. Every fragment of bone matched to a name and buried with a headstone instead of a question mark. Somebody in a white suit, standing at a belt on a garbage dump at four in the morning, reached into the World Trade Center as it rolled past, and picked that person up, and put them in a bucket, and sent them home. They did that for ten months. Nobody applauded on the hill. There was nobody to watch. They did it anyway. 🇺🇸

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Honoring the dogs of 9/11. 🦮 Every year around September 11th I can't help but think of the unsung heroes in the aftermath of the twin towers collapsing, the dogs. Over 300 dogs stood beside nearly 10,000 rescue workers at Ground Zero. They knew the job they had been trained for, and they did it with no hesitation, even in horrible conditions. They climbed mountains of smoldering debris, burned their paws, cut their skin, and still they pressed forward tirelessly searching for life. As the days passed and survivors became fewer, the dogs began to lose hope. Some showed signs of depression, believing they had failed. So their handlers did something creative and bold. They hid among the rubble, allowing the dogs to "find" them, restoring their purpose, and bringing back the wag of their tails, and it worked. Through exhaustion, heartbreak, and danger, these four legged heroes carried light into the darkest days. They comforted the grieving. They gave hope to the hopeless. They gave love when the world was broken. Every year we honor the service dogs and humans of 9/11, forever heroes, forever remembered. In this dark and sometimes scary world may we look to the dogs of 9/11 as a reminder to meet despair with courage, to answer heartbreak with love, to scale the mountains ahead of us one step at a time, and carry light even when the world feels heavy. Source: Johnathan (AGuyandAGolden)

25 years ago, at 0846, I was sitting in a hotel room drinking coffee and watching the news. I had reenlisted just a few months earlier. I watched the planes hit live on television, in complete disbelief. Less than an hour later, I was called off leave. About a month later, I was in Afghanistan... a place that would consume much of the next seven years of my active-duty career. Even now, it still feels surreal. Too many brothers never made it home. Too many others made it home, only to lose the fight here. Twenty-five years ago, Americans came together and made a promise... We would never forget. A quarter-century later, I sometimes wonder whether we have forgotten more than the attack itself. We have forgotten what it felt like to see each other simply as Americans... to put aside our differences, stand together, and understand that whatever divided us was smaller than what united us. We don't need another tragedy to remember that. Remember the fallen. Remember those who carried the war home with them. Remember who we were when we stood together. Never forget. 🇺🇸 God Bless America. 🔥🔱🔥 @hmcrem @Gaijin_Markus @Supersonic_Red @TexSandlin @SteveLovesAmmo @Arkypatriot @TheLtColUSMC @Beardvet

There’s so much to say about September 11th, but I think this video speaks louder than I ever will.

The 9/11 Memorial "Tear Drop" sit's directly across from NYC, in Bayonne New Jersey, just the other side of the Statue of Liberty, yet we hear nothing about it. This beautiful, 100 ft tall monument was gifted to the people of the United States by the people of Russia in 2006, in memory of all those who lost their lives on that fateful day, September 11, 2001. The breaking in the cracked façade forms the shape of the two towers. The giant suspended tear drop signifies the tears of the entire world that day. Maybe it's something that needs to be known, starting today.

"JUST STAY QUIET" Those were the words Mohamed Atta broadcast from the cockpit of American Airlines Flight 11 on September 11, 2001 as he and the other Islamic hijackers steered the plane toward the North Tower. “Nobody move. Everything will be okay. If you try to make any moves, you’ll endanger yourself and the airplane. Just stay quiet.” They counted on silence. They got it. Minutes later that plane slammed into the World Trade Center. Then came Flight 93. Passengers learned what was happening. They did not stay quiet. They said “Let’s roll.” They fought. The plane went down in a Pennsylvania field instead of the Capitol or the White House. Those passengers saved lives because they refused the terrorists’ instruction. That is the lesson. The only hijacked plane that missed its target was the one where Americans did not stay silent. The same tactic is used today. Do not name the ideology. Do not speak. Do not resist. Stay quiet while the civilizational threat continues. If we want to honor the 2,977 murdered and the thousands injured, we do not obey the hijacker. We name what drove them: Islam. An ideology that still seeks to impose itself on free people. Do not stay quiet. Use your voice. Never stop exposing it. Never forget. Never submit.