Jaron Leake retweeted
I’m trying to collect data on how much kids know about American war heroes compared to pop culture celebrities.
If you’re a parent or teacher and would be willing to have your kids or students answer a few quick questions, I’d really appreciate your help!
docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1F…
Jaron Leake retweeted
I will be taking pre-orders for this shirt. Hoping to have red, white, gray, and black. DM me size, color, and address. Price TBD. ALL PROCEEDS WILL BE DONATED TO THE UNIVERSITY OF UTAH FOOTBALL NIL FUND.
Jaron Leake retweeted
For fourteen years, everyone thought U.S. Air Force Technical Sergeant John Chapman died in the first two minutes on top of a freezing 10,000-foot mountain in Afghanistan.
Then modern image technology unlocked the thermal camera footage recorded by a Predator drone circling high in the clouds on March 4, 2002.
When Pentagon investigators watched the enhanced screen, hardened combat generals broke down in tears. Because the video proved that after everyone else had left the mountain peak, John Chapman woke up alone in the snow and fought an entire army by himself.
That night on the peak of Takur Ghar, thirty-six-year-old Chapman, a father of two little girls from Connecticut, had charged uphill through thigh-deep snow alone to silence an enemy bunker and save his pinned-down team. Hit from a second bunker, he fell motionless. Believing he was dead, the surviving team was forced to retreat down the ridge.
Chapman was not dead.
The drone footage showed him regaining consciousness in the pitch-black snow, surrounded on three sides by enemy fighters, with nine separate wounds in his body.
In total darkness, with no comrade beside him and nobody on earth watching except a silent camera in the sky, he refused to surrender. For more than an hour, he fought from inside the bunker, killing an enemy fighter in bare-handed close combat when they tried to rush him.
Then, at dawn, Chapman heard the heavy thump of rotor blades in the mist.
An American Chinook helicopter carrying twenty-three U.S. Army Rangers was flying straight toward the peak to rescue him, right into the sights of an enemy rocket launcher.
Chapman knew that if he stayed safe inside the rock bunker, those twenty-three young Americans in the helicopter would be blown out of the sky.
So on the thermal video, investigators watched John Chapman deliberately climb out of the bunker, stand up tall in the open snow, and fire into the enemy positions to draw every machine gun on the mountain onto his own chest.
He died in the snow as the sun rose, shielding the incoming helicopter with his life.
True bushido is what a warrior does when he thinks nobody will ever know his story. The sky was watching, John. And America will remember your name forever.
🤖 Made with AI
Jaron Leake retweeted
@FiredUpCoug hey brother… if you don’t mind passing this along. This is my brother. He died yesterday and we’re trying to collect funds for his wife and kids. He was a Ute fan, but would always come with me to the BYU games. 🙏 gofund.me/d3ccea8b9
Jaron Leake retweeted
TODAY IS MY FIRST FRIDAY AS A NON-MUSLIM.
I was a Muslim. I embraced Islam, returned to the mosque, read its books and tried to practise the faith sincerely.
However the laws, words and actions I have witnessed from Saudi Arabia, a country regarded by many as the heartland of Islam, have left me deeply disillusioned.
When people are killed in the name of religion, when executions are celebrated or brutality is defended using God's name, I am left asking a painful question: What is the difference between a man who kills in the name of terror and one who kills while claiming religious authority?
A title, a robe or a religious position cannot make violence righteous.
I cannot reconcile the God I believe in with the cruelty people sometimes justify in His name.
I refuse to pretend that I am at peace with things that trouble my conscience.
Today, I returned all my Islamic books to the mosque.
For me, it was a deeply personal moment. I felt a sense of peace, and I am choosing to move forward without hatred.
Let me be free. Let me breathe. Let me live.
I will respect Muslims. I will respect Christians.
I will respect Hindus, traditional African believers, atheists and even those whose understanding of the divine is completely different from mine. Some worship in churches, others in mosques, temples or beneath sacred trees.
I am not God, and I have no authority to sit in His place and judge the worth of another human being.
I still believe in God. I believe in His oneness and holiness, in accountability, in the reality of death and the possibility of resurrection.
My decision to leave Islam does not mean I have abandoned every belief I hold sacred.
What I reject is the idea that anyone has a monopoly on God, or that violence becomes holy simply because someone attaches God's name to it.
Saudi Arabia's religious establishment and the actions of those who claim to defend Islam have deeply damaged my perception of the faith.
When religious authority is associated with cruelty, it makes religion itself look violent. That is a tragedy for every sincere believer who wants nothing more than peace.
I am not leaving Islam to hate Muslims. I am leaving because I no longer wish to remain in a faith I can no longer reconcile with my conscience.
My new chapter begins with one principle: I will respect your right to believe, provided you respect my right to question, disagree and walk away.
I choose peace. I choose freedom of conscience. I choose humanity.
I am not God. I will not play God. And I will not hate you simply because you pray differently from me. – at Ruiru, Kenya
Jaron Leake retweeted
France keeps burning because of third-world Muslim immigration.
Most Muslims aren’t rioters. But the riots keep starting where Muslim immigrants live, and France keeps refusing to ask why.
Jaron Leake retweeted
Someone direct me to Utah Twitter.
Making my first trip to Salt Lake City this week for Houston vs. Utah. Need every rec for Salt Lake City — food, hiking, other spots I should hit up, etc.
Jaron Leake retweeted
I'm posting for a friend -
But I'd consider it a real personal favor if you too would copy and paste this into a post yourself:
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National Suicide Prevention Hotline Call:
1-800-273-8255 (USA)
1-833-456-4566 (Canada)
0800 689 5652 (UK)
Never kill yourself. Ever.
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If you are going to quit - quit tomorrow. Say that to yourself every day no matter what you see, feel, or experience.....if you want to quit - it'll have to be another tomorrow......and you'll see the other side of whatever demons you are facing......
It reminds me of a quote:
“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”
― C.S. Lewis
Jaron Leake retweeted
Utah Athletics is proud to announce our new partnership with @PNCBank 🤝
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#GoUtes
Jaron Leake retweeted
A farmer, tired of rats destroying his crops and stealing his grain, came up with a clever but cruel plan. He threw a dead pig into a deep, abandoned well. Attracted by the smell, nearly 80 rats rushed into the well to feast on the carcass. At first, everything seemed wonderful. There was more than enough food for everyone, and the rats ate until they were satisfied.
But when the food was gone, they discovered something terrifying. The walls of the well were too steep to climb. They were trapped. Days passed, and hunger turned into desperation. Desperation turned into aggression. The rats that had once eaten peacefully beside one another began fighting for survival. Eventually, they began killing and eating each other.
One by one, their numbers dwindled until only a single rat remained. Its eyes were bloodshot, and it had survived by consuming its own kind. Then the farmer returned, lowered a rope into the well, and rescued the last surviving rat. But he didn't save it out of kindness or compassion.
The farmer knew the rat had learned to survive by hunting other rats. When he released it into his fields, it would continue killing its own kind instead of eating his grain. The farmer had turned his enemy into his greatest weapon.
And that is the lesson of divide and conquer. Those who control the trap don't need to fight the battles themselves. They simply create the conditions in which others turn against one another.
The rats believed their enemies were the other rats. They never realized that the true enemy was the farmer who had put them there.
The greatest danger isn't always the enemy standing in front of you. Sometimes it's the one who created the conflict and stands quietly watching you destroy each other.
Before you turn against your neighbor because of their political beliefs, ask yourself who benefits from keeping Americans divided. While we fight each other over Republican and Democrat, we may be overlooking those who profit from the conflict. Perhaps the real question isn't which side you're on, but who built the well—and why they want us fighting at the bottom of it.
Jaron Leake retweeted
was it common knowledge there are views like this 27 minutes away from BYU’s campus
Jaron Leake retweeted
Seasons greetings nerds… Almost done with this sumbitch!! I’m sorry it’s taking so goddamn long… I can’t wait to share this piece of music with y’all. We are so proud of what we’ve made… a shitload of songs coming!!! I promise next time it won’t take 3 years… I love you so very much. Remember you kick ass!!!!! 💕🍻
