Financial End Times @EndFinancial

"A net swing of more than 43,000 votes since Tuesday.." 43,000, huh? Where have I seen that number before...? Probably nothing. 🤷

Matthew Seedorff @MattSeedorff

5 hours ago

BREAKING: In the latest ballot count, City Councilwoman @nithyavraman has passed @spencerpratt for second place in the Los Angeles mayoral race. If the count ended today, Raman would advance to the November runoff against Mayor @MayorOfLA. On election night, Pratt led Raman by

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I want to tell you a story about a “journalist.” I’m pretty sure the journalist in question was Scott Pelley, but for reasons I am about to explain I can’t be 100% sure—I just know it was a major US TV reporter. August, 2003. I was the G-4 of the 82nd Airborne Division. The IED threat had just become a real thing in Iraq and the 82nd—having just returned from Iraq—was sent back to the fight. The “Division Support Area” was earmarked for a place called al Taqaddum, or “TQ.” I led the advance party to occupy the site (we drove from Kuwait). TQ was a huge area on a high bluff, west of Fallujah, and had a cratered Iraqi Air Force airfield. Later in the war it was a plush site with a PX and restaurants, but when I occupied it, it was nothing but a bunch of abandoned buildings, hulks of old Iraqi fighting vehicles blocking the runway, nightly rocket and mortar attacks, and constant probing of the huge perimeter by insurgents. The IED threat was happening because insurgents were pulling artillery rounds out of abandoned Iraqi army ammunition supply points and turning them into roadside bombs. We had been on TQ about one full day when the front gate called me on the radio: “All American 4, we have some TV reporters here, they want to come in, what should I do, over?” After telling the gate to check IDs and do a sweep of their vehicle, I said: “Send them to me, over.” A few minutes later an armored Mercedes pulls up to our TOC. The “talent” is in the very back where I could barely see him, but I’m pretty sure it was Scott Pelley. (Pelley was definitely in Iraq at the time, I checked.) His producer gets out from the air-conditioned Mercedes plushness and pulls out a map. He arrogantly points to an Iraqi ammo supply point between TQ and Ramadi and demands: “I need you to escort us to this location.” (They wanted to do a story with reporter speaking against a backdrop of an ammo supply point, because that’s where the IEDs were coming from.) “NEED? I’m sorry sir, that site is not secured and I am not putting my paratroopers at risk for your story.” Big disappointment and head shaking. I’m thinking: “The NERVE of this guy. Does he think I work for him?” He then asks: “Well what will happen if we go by ourselves?” My response: “You’ll probably die.” (Important background: TQ also had a giant Iraqi ammo supply point that was inside the wire but we had not cleared it yet—it could have been booby-trapped, we just did not know at the time.) He points at the map again: “Well how about the ammunition right here? We can just drive over there, right?” “No sir, you cannot. We have not cleared that site.” By this time he was visibly angry, he had a chat with the talent in the back, and then they all got back in and left without even saying thank you or good bye. (Important point: the ammo on TQ he wanted to use as a backdrop for his “story" was SECURED from Iraqis grabbing any of it, yet they wanted to use that as a backdrop for a story on Iraqis grabbing ammo.) The point of this story is this: those “journalists” were incredibly arrogant, incredibly dismissive of anyone in uniform with dirty boots, and basically oozed a sense of entitlement as if they were on some sort of noble mission, when in reality their mission was to smear the effectiveness of our operations because Bushitler. When you hear Scott Pelley talk, oozing with arrogance over his “combat” experience, remember that he is of a breed that all think and act alike. To those "journalists," we were not American fighting men and women in combat. No, we were there for their convenience. It sickened me, and still does. You think you hate journalists enough...

@RupertLowe10 @libsoftiktok @JMilei @PlanetOfMemes @RestoreBritain @C_3C_3 @LibertyCappy @skscartoon Either way you get called a racist It’s better to rather save your country Pic: @PlanetOfMemes

@fartface2000 @BtcPadre “”A schrödinger’s tradfi-wrapped-Bitcoin derivative that lives in a simultaneous state of premium and embarrassment.”” 👍🏽

Confessions of a MicroStrategy Investor A letter no one asked for, but everyone should read before handing their Bitcoin dreams to a man in an orange tie. — Dear Fellow Bag-Holders, Future Therapists, and Anyone Still Pretending This Was “Strategic,” I write to you today not as a proud MicroStrategy shareholder, but as a man who has stared directly into the mirror and whispered the words: “Bro… what have you done?” Look—I’m not embarrassed that I invested in Bitcoin. Magical internet money is fine. It’s pure. It’s incorruptible. It’s literally math wrapped in electricity. Beautiful. I am, however, deeply embarrassed that I gave a company with salaries, leases, marketing teams, HR reps, and a snack budget my money… so they could buy that same magical internet money at a premium, wrap it in a corporate costume, and then somehow—somehow—turn it into something that trades at a discount. A discount. On Bitcoin. In a Bitcoin bull market. Amazing. Inspirational, even. If there were an Olympic event for turning alpha into coupons, MicroStrategy would sweep the podium. Do you know how helpless you feel when your investment thesis boils down to: “I believe in Bitcoin so much I outsourced it to a business with overhead.” That’s like loving organic vegetables so much you hire a Fortune 500 company to grow them for you under fluorescent lights, at 4× the cost, while their interns eat half the crop. And yes, yes, I get it—leverage, strategy, blah blah blah. But when your CEO has to juggle debt payments, stock issuance, Twitter theatrics, and a line item called “orange tie dry-cleaning,” you start to wonder: Was I investing in Bitcoin… or in the world’s most complicated meme account? At this point, even my Bitcoin-hating uncle respects me more than my financial advisor does. At least the uncle says he bought gold once because “it was shiny.” My excuse? I thought buying a corporate wrapper around Bitcoin was “efficient.” Efficient at what? Converting sats into operating expenses? If I wanted discounted Bitcoin, I should’ve just bought Bitcoin. If I wanted chaos, I could’ve bought a shitcoin. Instead, I bought a stock that somehow blended both worlds. A schrödinger’s tradfi-wrapped-Bitcoin derivative that lives in a simultaneous state of premium and embarrassment. So here I stand—an MSTR shareholder. A man who believed. A man who delegated. A man who now understands that true self-sovereignty means never relying on a corporate board to stack for you. Godspeed to us all. And please—next board meeting—cut the marketing budget before the coupons. Sincerely, A Recovering MicroStrategy Apologist P.S. If anyone needs me, I’ll be buying the underlying asset directly like a grown adult.

🚨 🚨 KRISTEN WELKER HAS 3 OPTIONS AFTER TRUMP WALKED OFF HER INTERVIEW. ALL 3 ARE CATASTROPHIC FOR THE MEDIA. This is the moment nobody wants to talk about. After nine years of rallies, press conferences, and taped sit-downs → the press is now boxed into THREE choices every time Trump sits across from them. And every single one is a nightmare: ⚠️ OPTION 1: KEEP PRESSING FOR EVIDENCE – Trump says "All I have to do is look. I listen to people" – Anchor demands court-level sourcing – Trump calls them crooked and walks off – The clip goes viral with Trump as the decisive one and the anchor as the aggressor – Network spent the travel budget to Wisconsin for a segment that ends in 90 seconds ⚠️ OPTION 2: ACCEPT THE FRAME AND MOVE ON – Don't challenge the California election claims – Don't push back on "five days and no winner" – Let "dirty election" stand without a follow-up – Audience sees the network validating the narrative – Every future anchor gets the same treatment because it worked ⚠️ OPTION 3: DON'T TAKE THE INTERVIEW – Refuse the sit-down entirely – Trump holds rallies, posts on Truth Social, sets the agenda anyway – Network loses access, loses the clip, loses the audience – "We travelled all the way to Wisconsin" becomes impossible to say – The story becomes "media too afraid to interview the president" Let that sink in. There is no Option 4. There is no clean exit. There is no "we ask the right question and he answers it." The media is showing you a president who got "a little bit angry" in the rain and walked off a barn-roof interview in Chippewa Falls. They're NOT showing you that every path forward for the press leads to the same outcome — Trump controls the frame, the clip, and the story. This is the most structurally difficult position any White House press corps has faced since the invention of the televised interview. I'll keep you updated. Turn on notifications. 🚨

I’ve been called a racist a lot lately, but today I’m going to say it. If Japan is going to be destroyed by taking in too many immigrants, then I would rather see Japan decline without taking them in. A country should not have to survive by losing itself.

Just now on the train to DC, I sat across from this KAREN. She took one look at my Trump hat, eyes bulging, and said: “Oh my god how can you be gay and wear that hat?” ME: “It’s a free country, and Trump has never harmed me in any way. What has he done to you this week?” HER: “My daughter drives Uber and she has to work 2 extra jobs just to afford gas because of his bullshit war.” ME: “Is that what your news is telling you, because gas prices always go up and down just like they did under Biden and you people said nothing. You need to stop blaming who the president is for all your problems.” She bolted up and moved away from me. I made sure I kept my Trump hat right on my head where she could see it.

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@ryankang1133 I’m a big fan of Busan #BUSAN

@RoofKorean7 There is also that movie about the Train... Just saying. It was also the port where the first M26 Pershing tanks landed. And because it was the year of the tiger 1950, many got a special paint

@RoofKorean7 Also fought zombies in the movie Train to Busan

Busan is where my mothers family, reputation of being a rough bunch of people (trade unions, fishermen, blue collar workers, mobsters). Busan people fiercly love freedom and will defend it physically. The country is truly at a crossroads now.

Matthew Seedorff @MattSeedorff

5 hours ago

BREAKING: In the latest ballot count, City Councilwoman @nithyavraman has passed @spencerpratt for second place in the Los Angeles mayoral race. If the count ended today, Raman would advance to the November runoff against Mayor @MayorOfLA. On election night, Pratt led Raman by

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When the President of France visited the United States in April 1960, he asked the FBI to help him find a man. The man he was looking for was an American citizen. He was sixty-four years old. He had been awarded fifteen French military decorations and — six months earlier, in a ceremony in Paris — had been made a Knight of the Légion d'honneur, the highest civilian honor France can give. The medal had been pinned to his chest by the President himself, who had publicly called him un véritable héros français. A true French hero. The FBI located the man within a few days. He was operating an elevator at Rockefeller Center in New York City. The elevator operator's name was Eugene Bullard. He had been born in Columbus, Georgia, in 1895, the son of a man whose own father had been a slave. He had run away from Columbus at the age of eleven, after watching a white mob nearly lynch his father. He spent the next several years drifting through the American South. At sixteen, he stowed away on a German freighter at Norfolk, Virginia. He landed in Aberdeen, Scotland. From there he made his way to London, where he learned to box. By 1913, at eighteen, he was prizefighting in Paris. When Germany invaded France in August 1914, Bullard was nineteen years old. He had no legal obligation to fight. He had no French citizenship. He went to the recruiting office on October 19, 1914, and signed up for the French Foreign Legion. He spent the next eighteen months as an infantryman in some of the worst fighting of the war — at the Somme, at Champagne, at Verdun. He was wounded three times. The third wound, on March 5, 1916, tore open his thigh and left him with permanent damage to his leg. He was twenty years old. The doctors told him he would not return to the infantry. He decided he wanted to fly. In a Paris café in the spring of 1916, while he was recovering, Bullard mentioned to three white American friends that he was thinking of joining the French air service. A Mississippian named Jeff Dickson laughed. Gene, Dickson said, you know damn well there aren't any Negroes in aviation. Bullard answered: Sure do. That's why I want to get into it. There has to be a first to everything, and I'm going to be the first. Dickson bet him two thousand dollars he would not make it. Bullard took the bet. He earned his pilot's license on May 5, 1917. He won the bet. He reported to the front in August 1917 and flew approximately twenty combat missions over the next three months in a SPAD VII. The fuselage was painted with a bleeding heart pierced by a knife and the French phrase Tout le Sang qui Coule est Rouge — All Blood that Flows is Red. He carried, on every combat flight, a small capuchin monkey named Jimmy in the front of his flight jacket. The French press began calling him L'Hirondelle Noire — the Black Swallow. When the United States entered the war in 1917, Bullard immediately applied to transfer to the U.S. Army Air Service. His application was rejected. The U.S. Army Air Service had a policy, in 1917, of not accepting Black pilots. The other American pilots flying for France in his unit, all of them white, were transferred to the U.S. Air Service. He was the only one who was not. For the next twenty years, he was one of the most familiar faces in the Montmartre nightlife of Paris between the wars. He owned a nightclub called L'Escadrille. He spoke fluent French, English, and German. Hemingway drank there. Fitzgerald drank there. Langston Hughes drank there. Josephine Baker performed there. Louis Armstrong was a personal friend. When Germany invaded Poland in 1939, Bullard was forty-four. His fluent German and his ownership of a nightclub frequented by German officers made him useful to the French Resistance. He became an intelligence agent — eavesdropping in his own bar on conversations between German officers who did not know he understood every word. When France fell in June 1940, friends in the Resistance smuggled him across the Spanish border before the Gestapo could arrest him. He came back to the United States for the first time in twenty-eight years. He arrived in New York with thirty dollars in his pocket and a permanent limp. He did not return to a hero's welcome. He returned to a country that had no idea who he was. He worked at a perfume counter. He worked as a security guard. He worked at the Staten Island shipyards. By the late 1940s, he had taken the job that he would hold for most of the rest of his life. He operated the elevator at Rockefeller Center. He was wearing the elevator uniform on the day a producer from NBC came down from the studios upstairs to ask if he was the man Charles de Gaulle had been looking for. A few weeks later, NBC sent a film crew to interview him in the lobby. The studios where NBC produced The Today Show were on the floors above. He had operated the elevator that took the network executives up to those studios every morning for nearly ten years. He had not been recognized as he did it. He went back to operating the elevator the following Monday. He died of stomach cancer on October 12, 1961, three days after his sixty-sixth birthday. He was buried in the French War Veterans' section of Flushing Cemetery, in Queens, in the uniform of the French Foreign Legion. The casket was draped with the French flag. In 1994 — thirty-three years after his death — the United States Air Force formally commissioned Eugene Jacques Bullard as a Second Lieutenant, posthumously. It was the first commission the U.S. military had ever offered him. He had been the first Black combat pilot in American history. The French had been calling him a hero since 1917. The Americans got around to it in 1994.

@SteaknShake hands down.

Tomma @mimuluslarch

14 hours ago

Hey @grok who makes the best fast food burger ?? 👀

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Wondering why we're learning the truth about H1b visa holders from India all the sudden? How up to 90% of the degrees they supposedly hold are fake, including nursing, engineering and medical degrees issued by degree mills? Ken Paxton, AG of Texas, the guy the UniParty and crooked "Republican" Senate leader John Thune just spent tens of millions trying to destroy in the Republican primary in Texas. Why? Because the GOP's open-borders Bush-Rove wing runs on political donations in exchange for endless visas and migration, legal and illegal. Paxton threatened that in Texas with his years-long investigations into how they give away Americans' jobs to H1b visa holders in exchange for campaign donations. Now we're learning 90% of the degrees held by those visa holders are fake. This is exactly why the squish GOP "leadership" in the US Senate fought so hard against Paxton and for Cornyn. This corrupt visa money is their political lifeblood, and they're dying from a thousand cuts.

Eric Daugherty @EricLDaugh

a month ago

🚨 GREAT NEWS: Texas AG Ken Paxton just took legal action against nearly 30 businesses suspected of H-1B VISA FRAUD, DISCRIMINATING against American citizens End the H1B scam! 🔥 PAXTON: “I will not allow the H-1B program to be abused by bad actors seeking to use it as a

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The DTCC confirms it's soft launch on July 15th is not a POC. "It's real cash, real assets moving on real infrastructure. We are done with POC" Tokenization is going live and @chainlink powers it. Excited for July 15th! $LINK

FmDinis73 @Francis37879301

a day ago

DTCC July is the Start of Institutional Starting and getting comfortable and Ready for October Full Start. DTCC will use the Networks that the Institutions want to use. #dtcc #rwa #tokenization

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Packaged inside that is the inevitable contempt/dread these effete journalistic turds have for traditional men who do traditionally male and dangerous things for a living, using their dirty, scuffed-up hands for the work and nothing but their big brass balls to handle the natural mortal fear involved. Their fragile self-regard requires them to minimize and mock the vital things that real men do to keep the Starbucks (and everything else, down to the plumbing and power they take for granted) flowing without pause for the blue hairs and pajama boys of the world.

@CynicalPublius "Journalists" F-ing COMMIE PROPAGANDISTS NOTHING MORE 🤬👇

@japan_nobunaga