Rod Robison

DSA candidate Tim Denson tries to sell the crowd on “democratizing the workplace” and says Walmart should belong to the workers. Big mistake. The guy 6 ft away from him grew up in Venezuela. And he’s heard this communist fairy tale before. DANIEL DI MARTINO: “So you want to take it [Walmart] from its owners and have the workers do what?” TIM DENSON: “I want the workers to own it and get paid better and have better benefits and be able to provide better lives for their families.” DI MARTINO: “We can buy shares in Walmart right now. In fact, all of the SpaceX workers became millionaires overnight.” “You can start a workers’ cooperative right now. It’s legal, but under a socialist country, you’re not allowed to own your own property and start your own private corporation.” Denson tried to refute Di Martino’s point. Then Di Martino dropped this line on him: DI MARTINO: “It’s very easy to be a socialist in a capitalist country. It’s illegal to be a capitalist in a socialist country. That is the difference.” [audience applause] Then it got personal: DI MARTINO: “When I had to go to the grocery store, Tim, I had to put my fingerprint in a scanning machine so that they would tell me what I was allowed to purchase.” “And I could only go Mondays and Saturdays because we have to ration food, because that’s what happens when there’s no profit motive and the farmers, their food is confiscated because they had to sell it to the government and everybody else at the price the government tells the farmers.” “My mom made chocolate bonbons for parties.” “Well, people have a right to chocolate, so we had a price control on chocolate.” “So my mom had to buy counterfeit chocolate, put it in black bags as if we were cocaine drug dealers. That’s what socialism was in Venezuela. That’s what worker ownership of the means of production is.” “Where has it ever worked?” Denson had no answer. Because there isn’t one.

My car wouldn't start in a Tractor Supply parking lot in Tennessee, so I opened the hood. I know nothing about engines. In American movies, opening the hood is how a man calls for help. It works outside the movies too. The first one arrived in under two minutes with a fifty-pound bag of chicken feed on his shoulder. No hello. He set the feed on my bumper, put his hands on his hips, and looked into my engine. Then a man from a truck hauling fence posts. Hands on hips. Then an older man came out of the store holding a receipt. He had not finished paying. Through the window I could see the cashier still holding his card. I think he heard the hood. Nobody touched anything. Nobody asked my name. Three strangers stood around my engine like it was a campfire. "Battery," said Chicken Feed. "Could be the starter," said Fence Posts. "It's not the starter," said Receipt. Fence Posts made a clicking noise with his mouth to show what a bad starter sounds like. Receipt said that was the wrong click and did his own, and for a while two grown men in Tennessee just clicked at each other. I did not interrupt. It felt religious. It was the battery. The terminals were crusted white. Chicken Feed walked to his truck, came back with a can of Coca-Cola, cracked it, and poured it on my battery. "Has to be Coke." "Pepsi works," said Fence Posts. "Pepsi does not work, Ronnie." "It's the same acid!" "Then why'd God make Coke?" I looked it up that night. Men have been having this exact argument online since at least 2004. The sun was going down. Receipt said, "Somebody hold a light," and a flashlight was in my hand. I pointed it at the battery. "Not there. Where I'm looking." I moved it. "Where I'm looking NOW." For ten minutes I chased an old man's eyes around an engine with a beam of light. I have trained with a sword for twenty years. Nothing has ever asked more of my wrists. Then, without looking up, Receipt said, "Don't watch my hands, son. Watch my face. Took my daddy eleven years of yelling to teach me that." So I watched his face. I saw where he was going to look before he looked, and the light was already waiting there. He stopped correcting me. The car started on the first try. Nobody cheered. Chicken Feed took his feed back off my bumper, Fence Posts said "There ya go," and in under a minute they were gone, the way they came. I was closing my hood when a truck two rows over wouldn't turn over. Up went its hood. A father, and a boy of maybe nine. I walked over with the flashlight. I did not ask. I put the light where the father's eyes were about to go. He glanced at me. Then at his son. "Watch how he holds it."

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No Kings explained for people who think they're fighting fascism. You're standing in a crowd on Saturday. You look around and think yeah. No Kings. This is what democracy looks like. Bro. You're holding a sign made by a communist billionaire who lives in Shanghai. You live in a constitutional republic. Elections. Term limits. A free press that spent four years calling the president a fascist without one journalist being arrested. The modern left's definition of fascism: You love your country? Fascist. You want to enforce the border? Racist. You think parents should raise their kids? Bigot. You want to know who's voting in your elections? Jim Crow. Being patriotic is fascism to the modern left. But every country has borders and enforces them. 176 countries require ID to vote. That's the definition of a country. But the Democratic establishment told you otherwise. And you believed them. Congress has a 15% approval rating. 80% of Americans disapprove. 97% of incumbents got re-elected. Chuck Schumer. 46 years. Longer than Stalin. Steny Hoyer. 45 years. Longer than Mao. Mitch McConnell. 42 years. 5x more than Napoleon. Nancy Pelosi. 39 years. Longer than Henry VIII. Maxine Waters. 35 years. Longer than Mussolini. Bernie Sanders. 35 years. Triple Hitler's entire reign. Trump. 5 years and 3 months. Won the popular vote and the electoral vote. But Trump is the king. Okay buddy. You don't hate kings. You hate kings that aren't yours. And they have you in the streets carrying their water. The Democratic Party installed a president without letting you vote. Biden quit on a Sunday. By Tuesday your queen was crowned. No primary. No debate. No ballot. First time since 1968. Three days before your march every Senate Democrat voted against photo ID to vote. During COVID you carried a vaccine card everywhere like a hall pass from the government just to eat at a restaurant. But getting a birth certificate or waiting two hours at the DMV to prove you're a citizen before you vote? That's oppression. The Democratic Party is pro illegal immigration. Counts non-citizens in the Census. Census determines congressional seats. More non-citizens means more seats means more power. No voter ID means no way to check. That's how you keep power without wearing a crown. Biden built a censorship machine. Pressured Facebook to suppress true information and admitted it in writing. Censored scientists. Censored doctors. Censored JOKES. The Biden White House told Facebook to remove "humor and satire." They literally went after people for making fun of them. UK does it better tho... Everything they censored turned out to be right. They just outsourced the silencing to Silicon Valley. And it doesn't stop at speech. The extreme left justifies taking children from families. Six thousand schools rewrite children's identities without telling parents. And the State has the right to intervene. The Hitler Youth did this. Mao's Red Guards did this. The Soviets built statues of a child who reported his own father. Same playbook. During Covid, your bakery got shut down. Church closed. You couldn't hold your dying mother's hand at the hospital. But thousands packed together during BLM to burn Minneapolis and THAT was essential civic engagement. Obviously. $2 billion in damage. 25 dead. 2,000 cops injured. 20 states burning. VP Kamala promoted a bail fund for the rioters. No investigation. No hearings. January 6. One building. Few hours. 1,000 prosecuted. Two years of televised hearings. Kings decide which violence counts. The left decided. Charlie Kirk spent his life walking onto campuses asking for honest debate. He was assassinated. CSIS terrorism database. 2025 is the first year in 30 years that left-wing attacks outnumber right-wing. Yet no one brings this up. 75% of liberal students say preventing a speaker from talking is justified. 27% say violence is acceptable. Liberals who went to Trump rallies: "I never felt unsafe." "The experience changed me." They say. Conservatives who show up on liberal campuses get screamed at, blocked, and assassinated. One side talks. The other side screams. The Party for Socialism and Liberation marched Their stated purpose in their own words: "Revolution." Not reform. But Marxism. 500 groups. $3 billion in revenue. Pre-printed signs. The signs were ready before you were even angry. AND its all coming again .... if the left gain any power. VOTE RED RED RED on November 3rd

بعد أن قضت معظم حياتها في الدفاع عن الحركة النسوية.. الكاتبة البريطانية بيترونيلا وايت تكتب مقالًا تعبر فيه عن ندمها قائلةً: “أنا عازبة وبلا أطفال ووحيدة لقد خذلتني الحركة النسوية وخذلت جيلي كله” أضافت الكاتبة في مقالها: “ألتقي كل يوم اثنين مع مجموعة من الصديقات في أحد مطاعم لندن نجلس على طاولة بالقرب من النافذة ونناقش حياتنا، لدينا الكثير من الأمور المشتركة فكلنا في منتصف الخمسينات من عمرنا ونساء عاملات متعلمات تعليمًا مرموقًا ولكن.. هناك فراغ في حياتنا فكلنا عازبات وليس لدينا أطفال أشعر بشكل متزايد كما تشعر صديقاتي المقربات أن الحركة النسوية قد خذلت جيلنا .. وأعتقد أحيانًا وكذلك صديقاتي بأن الغرب قد تجاوز الفلسفة النسوية وأنها أصبحت ضارة .. فأين في هذا العالم تُترك النساء مثلنا حتى نصل إلى منتصف الخمسينات من العمر ونجد أنفسنا وحدنا؟ .. هل تعلمون أن واحدة من كل عشر نساء بريطانيات في الخمسينات من العمر لم تتزوج قط وتعيش بمفردها! وهو أمر مؤلم وغير صحي قالت لي صديقتي سالي البالغة من العمر 55 عامًا: أشعر دائمًا بأني شخص غير مرغوب به كامرأة لأن الحركة النسوية علمتنا أن الأنثى التقليدية هي صورة نمطية اخترعها الرجال لإبقائنا تحت سيطرتهم وبناءً على ذلك كنت معاديةً للرجال إلى حد إبعادهم والآن ها أنا أدفع ثمن ذلك .. أقولها بوضوح لقد حان الوقت لإعادة التفكير في هذه الثقافة واسترجاع الثقافة التقليدية .. ربما يكون الوقت قد فات بالنسبة لي ولصديقاتي ولكن لا ينبغي لنا أن نسمح للحركة النسائية بأن تدمر حياة الأجيال القادمة أيضًا”

For the fifth straight WNBA Finals game, on Monday, players from both the Atlanta Dream and Golden State Valkyries left the court before the national anthem and returned after it ended. That’s the only image most people will associate with the WNBA if they ever think about the league at all. The WNBA’s formal rule requiring players to line up for the national anthem was suspended years ago. That doesn’t change how this looks. Both teams clear the floor for the anthem during the championship series, then return the second it’s over. It reads as deliberate avoidance. Players have said it’s just their pregame routine. That doesn’t matter. It shows their priorities. It’s offensive to people who love America. Those people will never watch the WNBA. Insulting the country that pays your salary is bad business. Fans have endless options for their time and money. Plenty of people won’t spend either on a league whose Finals teams treat the anthem like an insult. Those same players and the league then complain about pay and attention. You don’t grow an audience by signaling that basic respect for the country is optional. And you don’t get paid more by shrinking your audience. The best response to this unpatriotic nonsense is simple. Call it out, then don’t buy the tickets, the jerseys, or the streaming package that funds the league. Instead, reward athletes and leagues that treat America as something worth standing for. The WNBA keeps choosing the wrong path. Let them fail. Their failure will remind other sports that showing respect for the country they rely on is mandatory, regardless of what league rules say.

A group of elementary school children visited the SpaceX Boca Chica facility and were given a tour that ended at the Starship production bay. The largest rocket ever built, standing 400 feet tall, gleaming in stainless steel, surrounded by the industrial noise of a facility building the vehicle that will carry humans to Mars. Elon was not scheduled to be there. He showed up anyway. An employee who was present described what happened next as the most un Elon moment they had ever witnessed. He got on one knee. He spoke to the children at their eye level. He answered every question. Not with the halting, technical delivery he uses in press conferences. With a simplicity and patience that the employee said they had never seen from him in any meeting with any adult. A 7 year old asked him if the rocket was going to the moon. He said no. Mars. The child asked what's on Mars. He said "nothing yet. that's why we're going." The child thought about this for several seconds and then said "so we get to decide what's there?" Elon reportedly paused. Then said "yes. you get to decide." The employee said Elon's face during that exchange was the softest expression they had ever seen from him. Another child asked if the rocket was scary. He said the rocket is not scary. The not trying is scary. The child didn't understand. Elon didn't simplify it further. He let the answer sit. It was the same answer he gives at Stanford and at board meetings. The vocabulary changed. The message didn't. The child received the same philosophy as the venture capitalists. He didn't condescend. The children left with signed SpaceX patches. Elon stayed in the production bay for 20 more minutes after they left, looking at the rocket. The employee who described the scene said Elon seemed changed for the rest of the day. Lighter. Less mechanical. The children had accessed something that the meetings couldn't. The simplicity of their curiosity. The absence of agenda. The reminder that the rocket has a purpose beyond quarterly earnings. The man who struggles to connect with adults connected instantly with 7 year olds. The children didn't know he was famous. They didn't want anything from him. They just wanted to know what's on Mars. "Nothing yet. That's why we're going." The most honest description of the mission came in response to a 7 year old's question. The mission has never been simpler. The man has never been clearer.