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AG Pam Bondi in a hearing just now to a Democrat during a hearing for her 2026 budget request: "You want to talk about incompetence, you are the one that said Joe Biden on pbs was competent. You had to retract those words. Don‘t talk – don‘t insult me publicly."

BONDI: I was attempting to answer your question. Very calmly. Unlike you. DeLAURO: Excuse me? Excuse me? Answer yes or no. I don't want to hear all of your filibuster.

Rep. Tim Burchett CONFIRMS, that Biden staffers were TAKING PAYOFFS in exchange for autopen pardons. Another words, bribes. Now, arrest them—arrest every single one of them.

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I see legacy media isn’t mentioning Tim Walz today. They’re dropping that story like a hot potato.

The @Tesla_AI robotaxi launch begins in Austin this afternoon with customers paying a $4.20 flat fee!

Happy Birthday, Dad. 🇺🇸 Today isn’t just about celebrating another year of your life—it’s about honoring the strength, grit, and heart of a man who refuses to give up on this country. You’ve never been one to stand by while others suffer. You’ve always fought—for your family, for your neighbors, for the soul of America. And that fight still matters. This nation needs men like you—now more than ever. Men who carry truth like a weapon and never bow to corruption or fear. So keep going. Keep pushing. Keep standing up for what’s right, even when it’s hard. Because you inspire more people than you know—including me. You’ve always been there for everyone else. And I want you to know—I’m here for you. Just like before, only now stronger, louder, and more committed. You’re not alone in this fight. Not now. Not ever. I love you, Dad. Let’s keep fighting—for each other, and for America. 🇺🇸💪

My flight suit patch when I retired.

God bless America.

From school drop-offs to Louis Vuitton — all in a day’s grace.

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I frequently post “war stories” from my years flying in the Air Force and carrying the “nuclear football” for President Bill Clinton. I tongue-in-cheek call them “Buzz’s Bedtime Stories.” Originally, they were intended for lighthearted storytelling and a sanity break from the hourly onslaught of negativity and politics on social media, but the response has been tremendous. So, let’s continue! Gather around. Grab a blanket and get cozy. Tonight, we talk about Hillary and how batshit crazy she is! As we discussed in a previous edition of ‘Bedtime Stories,’ the Military Aide and the football accompany the president at all times. In the late 1990s I was the Air Force Military Aide assigned to the White House. I had an office and a bedroom in the East Wing and attended all events with the president when on duty. On this particular night, we were on our way from the White House to a local DC hotel for a fundraising event. Hillary was along for the ride because it involved raising money, of course. My vehicle in the motorcade was typically the one immediately behind the president and first lady’s limousine. It’s called the Control Van. As the motorcade pulled into the hotel loading dock area, I knew it was going to be a long night as soon as I noticed the Clintons yelling at each other back and forth in the limo. It was heated. They were very animated and arguing in the backseat…and taking their time. Finally, they emerged from The Beast. After a very pregnant pause, the president, the first lady, two Secret Service agents, the White House doctor, and I crowded into the loading dock elevator on our way to the party on the top floor of the hotel. We typically used loading docks for security reasons. I immediately realized, Mrs Clinton had just received some bad news about the ongoing Whitewater investigation and she was being denied immunity from testimony by Attorney General Janet Reno. Hillary was apoplectic and she was blaming her husband. As soon as the elevator doors closed, she exploded at the president spewing four-letter words like a machine gun. Every vulgar word you’ve ever heard, and I’ve heard them all as a vet, poured from her mouth: “Goddammit,” “you bastard,” “it’s your fucking fault!” Beak to beak, finger pointed, the whole nine. And she went on and on and on. I noticed the alarmed glances of the agents and the doctor and we exchanged “oh, shit” side glances. We were along for the ride. I, and the football, tried to blend into the walls of the elevator to avoid any collateral damage. The agents seemed concerned. Bill looked a beaten puppy. He simply put his head down and said,“Yes, I understand. Yes, dear, I know.” The president, embarrassed, placated her as best he could between the volleys of expletives. He knew better than to fight back. Once we reached the top floor of the hotel complex, the elevator doors opened onto a crowded hallway for our arrival. Immediately, Bill and Hillary clasped hands, pulled out the fake smiles, and waved in unison. Typical Clintons. Same old bullshit. The agents, the doctor and I just looked at each other and sighed. Another day in the Clinton White House.

Surround yourself with love, laughter, and people who lift you.

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“Many?” How about “nobody?” Nobody says this this. 🤣

Shopping with my mini-me — the best company.

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As if making the NYT was not enough (it totally was. LOL), Spotify put Can’t Get Enough on billboards in NYC & LA! This week has been a dream 🫶🏽💜🫶🏽

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I’m thrilled that Before I Let Go has been optioned by Universal and is in development with Peacock. John Legend, Malcolm D. Lee and Debra Martin Chase producing. TY to everyone who has loved & supported this book. And ME. I take nothing for granted. deadline.com/2023/04/before…

Early tee times, long drives, and longer hugs after.

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