My brotherâs friend drives a Tesla. This is 3 videos of the same accident. The Tesla, on self drive, sees the approaching car coming from behind at excessive speed and moves out of the way. Driver of speeding car was killed. Amazing technology @elonmusk.
Russia has effectively abandoned attempts to replace the dollar with Chinaâs yuan under the pressure of US secondary sanctions, underlining the difficulties facing other nations looking for an alternative global currency bloomberg.com/news/articles/âŚ
Feeding the cat today w/ my 3yo grandson.
Grandson: "What is Charley eating today?"
Me: "Fish. She always eats fish."
Grandson: "Clown Fish?"
Me: "No, not Clown Fish."
Grandson: "Nemo is a Clown Fish."
Me: "Definitely not Nemo."
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Kathleen Anderson retweeted
Many years ago, my husband and I found this -though each of us has forgotten to do a few of these each day - we hold fast to it and it's been an anchor to forging our successful marriage. First and foremost, we hold Jesus between us- the rest is up to us.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
Replying to @wesyang
Then plainly:
The indictment is not that progressivism occasionally tolerates vice. It is that much of modern progressivism confers moral legitimacy on things that injure people, then treats resistance to those injuries as the sin.
Pornography does not merely âliberate sexuality.â It trains men to consume women, trains women to accept being consumed, and then calls the resulting degradation freedom.
A sexual culture organized around male appetite does not liberate women when women still bear the greater risks of pregnancy, abandonment, coercion, violence, humiliation, and bodily vulnerability. Calling that liberation does not alter who pays.
Women do not gain equality when male claims are allowed to override female privacy, sports, prisons, shelters, language, medical categories, or sex-based association. When women are ordered to surrender those things and condemned for refusing, that is not inclusion. It is domination of women dressed as compassion.
Race discrimination does not cease to be racism because the target is white. If institutions sort, exclude, stigmatize, or morally burden people because they are white, that is racism. âEquityâ does not sanctify it.
A religion does not become benign because its adherents are locally fewer in number. Nor does Christianity become uniquely suspect because it is historically native to the West. When one faith receives indulgence and another receives suspicion according to an identity hierarchy, that is not pluralism. It is favoritism and religious prejudice.
A criminal does not become more morally important than his victim because his biography is politically useful. Mercy without justice is not mercy. It is abandonment of the innocent.
Children are not owed affirmation of every desire or identity claim that adults place before them. They are owed protection, judgment, restraint, and adults willing to say no.
Gambling companies do not become public benefactors because the state taxes them. Pornographers do not become liberators because they use feminist vocabulary. Cannabis dependence does not become harmless because it is legal. Appetite does not become virtue because commerce and politics profit from it.
And the family is not an antiquated obstacle standing between the individual and freedom. It is one of the principal institutions by which men are bound to duty, women and children gain durable claims upon others, and one generation accepts responsibility for the next. A culture that destroys those bonds and then offers bureaucracy, therapy, medication, entertainment, and consumption as substitutes has not liberated people. It has left them alone.
That is the charge.
The lie is not merely that these harms are regrettable side effects. The lie is that the harms themselves are progress.
The woman who objects is called hateful.
The parent who objects is called ignorant.
The Christian who objects is called reactionary.
The white person who objects to racial discrimination is told racism cannot really apply to him.
The Jew who objects to antisemitism is told to account first for Israel.
The citizen who asks why his countryâs inherited norms must continually yield is told that his wish for continuity is itself suspect.
And thus the trick is completed: the injured person is placed in the dock, while the ideology that injured him assumes the robes of the judge.
That is not merely foolish. It is a corruption of moral judgment.
Cicero would ask whether a republic can endure when law ceases to be common.
Seneca would ask what sort of civilization calls surrender to appetite freedom.
Epictetus would ask by what right one citizen claims possession of anotherâs conscience, body, speech, or boundaries.
Marcus would ask what duties we have abandoned while congratulating ourselves on our virtue.
And Tacitus would recognize the darkest part immediately:
the language has been corrupted so thoroughly that the name of the vice is now used for the virtue that opposes it.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
"Is it good for the State of Utah?"
According to who? Because we didn't elect Natalie Gochnour, or Lincoln Hill Partners, or the MIDA board, or anyone else to decide what's good for the state of Utah, but they certainly inform many of the unpopular laws and policies of the last decade.
The public is telling you things alright: They're not happy because they've been ignored.
Newly elected Utah Senate President Evan Vickers, of Cedar City, responds to the message voters sent in a wave of upsets across the Utah House and Senate, including Majority Leader Kirk Cullimoreâs reelection loss. #utpol
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
A staggering number of Davidâs Psalms circle a single, relentless demand: that God annihilate the wicked, and do it quickly. The man who prayed them would not have survived the answer.
He asks God to break their teeth, drag them into the nets they hid for others, and strike with terrifying speed. When heaven moves too slowly, he presses again: Why do the wicked prosper? How long, O Lord?
At the time, Davidâs moral geometry was simple. He was a fugitive hiding in caves while King Saul hunted him with the machinery of an empire. In Adullam, the lines were clean. David was the righteous victim; his enemies were the oppressors; his prayers were the desperate cries of a man begging God to level an impossible playing field.
Then David got the throne. And the geometry collapsed.
From the palace balcony, he becomes the very archetype he had spent years cursing. He spots Bathsheba. He takes her. When she becomes pregnant, he writes a murder contract, forcing her husband, Uriah, to carry his own death sentence to the front lines. Uriah dies. David takes the widow.
Then came nearly a year in which Scripture records no confession, no repentance, and no confrontation. David lived under the comfortable presumption of sovereign immunity. He had become the powerful man who crushes the weak and assumed heaven didnât notice.
When Nathan enters the throne room, he tells a story: a rich landowner with vast herds steals and slaughters a poor neighborâs single, cherished pet lamb.
Davidâs prosecutorial instinct detonates. He flies into a rage and passes sentence: The man deserves to die, and must restore the lamb fourfold because he showed no pity.
Nathan looks at him and delivers the four words that should haunt anyone in love with their own moral outrage:
âYou are the man.â
David had laid his own trap. He declared a death sentence on himself, and the fourfold restitution he demanded became the currency of his familyâs destruction. Four of his sons died untimely deaths. The sword never left his house. The pit David dug was the pit he fell into.
The great theological irony of Davidâs life though is that if God had answered Davidâs earlier prayers at the speed he demanded, David would have been dead before Bathshebaâs child drew its first breath.
If heaven operated on the hair-trigger timeline of human indignation, judgment would have struck the palace the moment Uriah fell. David would never have made it to Nathan. No space to confront his depravity, no season to mourn, and no life left to utter, âI have sinned against the Lord,â no breath left to write Psalm 51.
The very slowness of God that David spent years complaining about was the only reason he survived his own reign.
The cry of âHow long, O Lord?â is not foreign to Scripture. The martyrs beneath the altar in Revelation raise it too. What Scripture never grants us is a stopwatch on everyoneâs guilt except our own.
We are recklessly impatient in our prayers for justice. When wronged, we demand cosmic vindication yesterday. We treat Godâs hesitation as indifference, or worse, incompetence.
We forget that if God answered our prayers for judgment with the speed we demand for others, none of us would survive our hypocrisy. The standard we want applied to our enemies would incinerate us when our private failures catch up with our public righteousness.
The delay of God is mercy with a long horizon: the terrifying, tender patience of a God who refuses to execute the wicked on our schedule because He intends to leave room for repentance on His.
Before you ask heaven to move fast against the evil in front of you, make sure you can survive the speed of your own theology.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
If youâre right wing and you canât admit liberals (not communists) are way better at art and design and boutique coffee shops and restaurants, youâre not living in reality.
If youâre left wing and you canât admit conservatives are way better at running cities and businesses and police departments, youâre not living in reality.
You step inside a beautiful coffee shop in the PNW and think âman, these liberals are great at this stuffâŚconservatives should take notes.â Then the moment you step outside and trip over a homeless drug zombie shooting up fentanyl on the sidewalk, you think âman these liberals are terrible at this stuffâŚthey should really take notes from conservativesâ
Communists make disgusting anti-beauty art, but classical liberals arenât like that. Put the libs in charge of the coffee shops, put the conservatives in charge of city hall. This is how you get a city that is beautiful, clean, and functional.
If you canât accept that, you need to check your tribalism. We are never getting rid of each other, so figure out how we strike a balance or else the communists swoop in and take everything from us while we quarrel over stupid bullshitâŚwhich is exactly whatâs happening now.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
In the absence of an agreement between the Senate and White House about recess appointments, regular pro forma sessions are the norm in the modern Senate, with majority-party senators each taking turns presidingâeven if weâd rather be doing actual work in session.
Iâve been in close contact with the White House in recent months on the issue, and have made clear that the moment the White House is ready to make a move in that direction, I will support them in supporting recess appointments and opposing pro forma sessions.
That moment has not yet arrived, but when it does I will step into action.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
Every single federal judicial vacancy needs to be filled in the lame duck session. The Senate should pull all-nighters for as long as it takes. Democrats wont confirm a single Trump judge once they take over.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
I never had any desire or ambition in politics. I came in to protect my family from an out-of-control government agency that tried to bankrupt me. And we beat them down and protected others from that type of overreach. While in office I put my business and family life on hold to work on needed reforms for our state government.
I repealed the remaining COVID era rules and powers the state had granted itself and to public health authorities, partnering with them to start rebuilding public trust. I spearheaded much of the judiciary reforms that led to a fresh supreme court, more transparency, and a fairer system that protects all Utah from another overreaching branch. I ended archaic executive rules, reformed the governor's agenciesâ powers and established new oversight metrics to rein in the Executive Branch. I modified legislative rules and constantly rattled the power structure of the House and Senate to bring the Legislative Branch back to its core mission and stop the power creep.
I also ran bills for my city, my neighbors and my other constituents. From fixing bad hiring practices from certain state agencies, to protecting personal data for individuals, to gun safety and food for hungry school kids, all without any tax increases. I passed legislation that helped WVC with the massive spike in unlicensed and uninsured motorists causing accidents, and this legislation will lead to lower insurance rates and safer streets. I was able to secure State funding for a new training facility in West Valley for law enforcement and school guardians.
I went full throttle every session, and wasted no time or effort. I have nothing but gratitude for my time serving and have zero regrets. I could not be more satisfied with what I have accomplished that will impact Utah in a good way for generations. My wife is also quite happy I get to return home and start our next adventure together.
There are some that would like to pretend I had other reasons or motives for being here, and have tried pathetically to smear me and my work. I am reminded of this quote:
âI pray that when I (leave office), all of hell will rejoice that I am out of the fight.â
From the screeching and profane messages sent my way, I can only say: Mission accomplished.
Kathleen Anderson retweeted
My wife has taught high school in Tokyo for twenty years.
Every year, a few of her students spend a year living with a family in America. When they come home, she asks each of them one question.
"What do you miss?"
She expects hamburgers.
She almost never gets hamburgers.
And these aren't old stories. Most of these kids came home in the last two years.
"Every time I left the house, my host mom said, 'Text me when you get there.' In Japan, nobody needs to know where I am. In Ohio, somebody always did." (Mina, 17, Ohio)
"If you walk toward a door, an American will hold it open. Even if you are very far away. So you have to run. I ran to so many doors." (Itsuki, 16, Georgia)
"My host brother screamed on the floor of a grocery store. A stranger walked by and said to my host mom, 'You're doing great, Mama.' She almost cried. I didn't know strangers were allowed to say that." (Aoi, 17, Texas)
"We went away for the weekend and left our trash can at the curb. When we got back, it was by the garage. Nobody said who. My host dad said if it had been there one more day, the neighbor would have knocked." (Haruto, 16, Minnesota)
"A car got stuck in the snow in front of our house. Four men came out of four houses. Nobody called them. They pushed, the car drove away, and they went back inside without saying their names." (Ren, 17, Michigan)
"Every American has jumper cables. Maybe half of them know which clip goes where. The other half help anyway." (Shin, 16, Montana)
"In July, my host family put a cooler on the porch. Cold water, snacks, and a sign: 'For our delivery drivers. Thank you!' I asked if they knew the drivers. They said no." (Nanami, 16, Arizona)
"Downtown, there are banners on the lampposts. Photos of soldiers from the town. Some old, some very young. My host grandpa walked me down the street and told me every name." (Yuna, 16, Iowa)
"I got a C-plus on my first test. My host dad said, 'I'm proud of you,' and put it on the fridge. In Japan, nobody is proud of a C-plus." (Takeru, 17, Pennsylvania)
Then the quietest girl in the class raised her hand.
Sora. Seventeen. Missouri.
"Nobody asks me 'home safe?' anymore," she said.
She was wrong.
In September, there was a typhoon warning for Tokyo. At 2 a.m., Sora's phone lit up.
It was her host mom. In Missouri. Watching the weather in a country she had never been to.
"Saw the storm. You home safe?"
Sora told my wife she cried for a long time. Then she typed the answer she had typed a hundred times, from football games and friends' driveways.
"Home safe."
Her host mom wrote back one line.
"Good. That's all I needed."
My wife has asked that question for twenty years. Not one kid has ever said they missed how big America is.
They miss how America says goodbye. And how it checks that you got home.
So, America. You think you've lost something.
You haven't. It's on a porch in Arizona. It's pushing a car in Michigan. It's awake at 2 a.m. in Missouri, watching our weather.
You don't remember doing any of it.
A kid in Tokyo will never forget.
While I had hoped the remaining votes in Salt Lake County would be tallied today, they were not. Despite that, the margin is large enough that the outcome is unlikely to change. I extend my congratulations and well wishes to my opponent. I know he loves Salt Lake as much as I do.
The future of Utah runs through Salt Lake County. The ball(ot) is in our court.
Salt Lake County has proposed ANOTHER tax increase this year. Itâs unacceptable.
Public safety and cost of living are the two most important issues on the ballot today â and itâs the people who
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