markchristenson retweeted
FRIENDLY reminder: There is no such thing as trans. No human has ever changed their sex. "Gender identity" is made up hogwash mainly used by the "other side" to try and justify males to be able to access female private spaces. Throw the words transgender and gender away!
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In all of my pregnancies I had pretty much non-stop migraines from about 3 months onwards.
Day and night, relentless, pounding, unshakeable headaches.
But I didn't take my normal triptans because I didn't want to harm the foetus.
My doctor told me the only safe thing I could take was paracetamol (which had as much effectiveness as Smarties).
Yet men are encouraged to take the following array of drugs so they can 'co-feed'.
It is depraved.
It is evil.
These infants are going to grow up.
They're going to realise what their fathers did to them and what society allowed to happen to them.
And they're going to be really, really, pissed off.
Wait for it.
The 'chestfeeding' father is just Act 1, in an oncoming, intergenerational tragedy.
What kind of repugnant nonsense is this?
If you vote left, the politician you’re supporting, per se, but rather it’s politicians who aid and abet people who make and carry these kinds of signs.
A protester holds a sign reading "F*** him right in the neck hole" in front of the "Pick Up the Mic" event with Alex Stein at the University of Oregon, mocking Charlie Kirk's assassination.
Charlie was assassinated last year at Utah Valley University during his American Comeback Tour. "Pick Up the Mic" was launched after his death to carry on his campus debates.
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"Nationalize Starlink." Three words, 142K views. And the entire economic history of the 20th century screaming in the room.
Let me explain what would actually happen.
Start in 1920. Ludwig von Mises publishes an essay that will haunt every central planner: without private property, there are no market prices. Without prices, there is no way to calculate. A bureaucrat cannot know whether a ton of steel is more useful in a satellite or in a bridge. He guesses. He guesses wrong. And nobody pays when he's wrong.
In 1945, Hayek drives the point home. The knowledge needed to run an economy doesn't exist in any single brain or any ministry. It's scattered across millions of people, and prices are the only mechanism that can aggregate it in real time. Centralize the decision and you destroy the information.
This isn't theory. Look at the numbers.
In the US, from 2000 to 2025, overall inflation was about +90%. Now look at the sectors where government subsidizes, regulates, and protects the most: hospital services +271%. College tuition +194%. Textbooks +181%. Childcare +152%. Medical care +144%.
And the sectors exposed to competition? TVs: -97%. Software, toys, cell phone plans: all down in nominal terms over 25 years.
The more the state is involved, the more expensive and scarce things get. The less it's involved, the more abundant they become.
Space is the perfect example. NASA's Space Shuttle cost about $54,500 per kilo to low Earth orbit. Falcon 9: about $2,700. Twenty times cheaper. That's not my number, that's NASA's own study. A private company did in fifteen years what a government agency couldn't do in forty.
Starlink is the logical next step. Thousands of satellites launched on reusable rockets. High-speed internet for a remote village, a ship in the middle of the Pacific, a soldier on the front line. No government built that.
So you nationalize it. What happens?
First, you have to pay. SpaceX is worth somewhere around $1.75 to $2 trillion, and seizing it requires just compensation. That's more than a full year of the US defense budget, to buy something that already works.
Then the machine changes its objective function. Today it optimizes for cost, speed, iteration. Tomorrow it optimizes for budgets, procurement cycles, and subcontractors spread across as many states as possible to lock in congressional votes. We know how that ends: look at SLS, years late and billions over budget. When Starship blows up in a test, SpaceX learns and flies again. When a government agency loses a rocket, you get a commission of inquiry and years of paralysis.
And the power? The argument is "no private individual should have this much power." But nationalization doesn't eliminate power. It hands it to whoever sits in the Oval Office. And one day, that will be the person you hate most.
Here's what I deeply believe: humanity is figuring it out. The 20th century tested the state as the engine of value creation. The result: waiting lines, rents, and debt. The model that works is entrepreneurs with the people. Create value, offer it to people who are free to say no. And tear down everything that protects incumbents: rents, regulations that work as moats, patents that freeze innovation instead of rewarding it.
Elon understood this before anyone else. Tesla opened up its patents in 2014. SpaceX broke ULA's near-monopoly (Boeing + Lockheed) on launches. Starlink is making decades of telecom rents obsolete.
He isn't competing with the old system. He's setting a new standard. And when the new standard is twenty times cheaper, the old system doesn't reform. It disappears.
That's exactly why some people want to nationalize it. When you can't compete, you confiscate.
Nationalizing Starlink isn't taking back control. It's handing the future back to the system that already missed it.
markchristenson retweeted
My formal, open letter of resignation to leadership.
Dear Director,
Thank you for your thoughtful letter noting my absence from meetings over the past three months. I appreciate the time and care you took to reach out.
I joined the Daughters of the American Revolution because I believed it to be a non-political organization of women dedicated to preserving our shared heritage and the principles of liberty—especially freedom of speech—for which our ancestors risked everything. Those principles, and the simple fact of biological womanhood as the foundation of membership, were central to my decision to become a member.
Over time I have come to the conclusion that the National Society has moved away from that understanding. The decision to treat biological males who identify as women as eligible for membership has placed the organization at the center of one of the most divisive political questions in our society. What I had hoped would remain a private, lineage-based society of women has become entangled in a controversy that many of us never sought and that has made respectful participation increasingly difficult. My absence has not been casual; it has reflected a growing inability to reconcile continued involvement with the values that led me to join.
I must also note a personal dimension. My husband is the primary provider in our household and has paid the dues that support the Society. Those funds are now directed toward policies that stand in clear opposition to his deeply held conservative Christian convictions. Continuing to contribute under these circumstances is no longer something either of us can do in good conscience.
Finally, the recent dissolution of the Martha Laird Chapter—whose members sought, through ordinary governance channels, to clarify that membership is limited to women born female—has only deepened my concern. Silencing organized dissent on a question of such fundamental importance
to the Society’s identity is difficult to square with the free-speech principles the organization was founded to honor. Our patriot ancestors did not accept the suppression of legitimate disagreement; they resisted it.
For these reasons, I have decided to resign my membership. I do so with regret for the loss of what the Society once represented to me, and with appreciation for the personal kindness shown by local members and leadership. I wish you and the chapter well.
Sincerely,
Jennifer Reeser
4th Great Granddaughter to DAR Patriot James Maiden,
6th Great Granddaughter to Founding Father, Richard Henry Lee
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markchristenson retweeted
😳😳😳PARENTS: LOOK! THEY ARE DIRECTING TEACHERS AND SCHOOL STAFF TO "UNGENDER" THEIR LANGUAGE AND HIDE CHILDREN'S GENDER CONFUSION FROM PARENTS! This is the training given to school staff in Albuquerque Public Schools. The full slide deck and training transcript are part of the new lawsuit filed by school social worker Jeanette Martinez against Albq Public Schools. libertycenter.org/cases/mart…
Affirmation of social transition (using preferred pronouns, changing gender identification, etc) is NOT harmless. It sets the stage for irreversible harms via puberty blockers and cross-sex hormones, which can be facilitated WITHOUT parental consent via the school-based health centers because of the 2023 HB7 law.
‼️‼️‼️If you know any parents in the APS district who want to get involved in this lawsuit, please let me know or have them reach out to me directly.
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markchristenson retweeted
The year is 1873. Your wife tires easily and reads too much. The doctor prescribes the rest cure: six weeks flat in bed, no books, no visitors, fed on milk, forbidden to sit up without his permission. The man who devised it is the most famous nerve specialist in America, and the women come out of it quieter, which is taken as the cure.
The year is 1915. The hospital has a new way of delivering your child. Morphine, then scopolamine, and the mother wakes two days later with a baby she cannot remember having. They call it twilight sleep. The women are strapped into padded cots so they do not hurt themselves while they scream, and the straps are the modern part. The babies arrive blue and slow to breathe.
The year is 1945. The truck comes down your street fogging DDT, and the children run behind it in the white cloud because the man on the back says it is harmless. At the beach it is sprayed over the bathers on their towels. It goes on the cattle, over the barn, and across the kitchen table.
The year is 1948. Your son has trouble with his ears. The doctor slides a rod tipped with radium up each nostril and holds it there for the best part of ten minutes, and you bring him back three more times. Hundreds of thousands of American children get the same treatment. The cancers arrive in their fifties.
The year is 1962. The health visitor tells you breastfeeding is old-fashioned and the formula is scientific. By 1972 fewer than one American baby in four is breastfed at all. The formula is skimmed milk and sugar, with the milk fat taken out and vegetable oil put in.
The year is 1971. The family planning clinic fits a small plastic crab called the Dalkon Shield. Its tail is a bundle of fibres that wicks bacteria up into the womb. 2.8 million are fitted in America before it is withdrawn, and the company goes bankrupt under the claims. It had been sold as safe and superior.
The year is 1983. The doctor says your arteries are the butter's fault. The dripping tin goes in the bin, the yolks go to the dog, the margarine goes in the fridge, and you have the heart attack anyway, on skimmed milk, having done everything right.
The year is 2001. Your 15-year-old is low, and the doctor prescribes Paxil, because the trial in the journal says it is effective and well tolerated in adolescents. The raw data, reanalysed 14 years later, shows more suicidal thinking on the drug than on the sugar pill. The company pays $3 billion to settle. Nobody rings the house.
The year is 2009. The government has spent around £500 million stockpiling Tamiflu for the pandemic, on the strength of the manufacturer's trials. When the trials are finally prised loose five years later, the drug shortens flu by about half a day and nothing shows it keeps anyone out of hospital. The stockpile goes out of date in a warehouse.
The year is 2026. The doctor has ten minutes and a screen. The number is high, so the tablet is for life. The weight is high, so the injection is for life. The meat is bad for the planet and the oil is good for the heart, and the person in the chair is as certain as everyone who ever sat in it.
Every one of those was settled, by a committee, in a journal, with a doubter somewhere being laughed at. The rest cure, the straps, the fog, the rod, the formula, the crab, the margarine, the trial, the stockpile. All of it certain, all of it printed, all of it done to somebody who had asked for help.
You were never the one who was wrong. You were the one it was done to, and the only person in the story who did as they were told every single time.
The apology comes a generation late, in a footnote, addressed to nobody.
The next one is being drafted now.
Okay—so withdraw from the race, you lying, misleading numpty!
markchristenson retweeted
Weird how the gas price map of the US is like the inverse of the political map of the US.
Hmm. Probably nothing!
This.
Please, my sweet, sweet daughter: stop harming yourself!
See, this is why we need a border wall.
Not at the southern border, but at the western border.
Dude—this is Texas. It’s huge. We drive. Ourselves.
