Linda Forsythe (C-VINE)

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BREAKING — Candace Owens ACCEPTS the TPUSA Challenge to go on Air with them to Discuss her Claims Let the games begin… who you got? A. Candace B. TPUSA C. Meh, don’t trust neither https://rumble.com/v72kcxq-candace-owens-accepts-the-tpusa-to-go-on-air-with-them-to-discuss-her-claim.html

DAAAAAM 🔥🔥🔥🔥 President Trump calls out Barrack Hussein Obama for creating the Somalian NIGHTMARE in Minnesota — “They have a representative named Ilhan Omar who they say Married her Brother — She shouldn’t be allowed to be a Congresswomen and should be Thrown the Hell out of our Country.” 🤣 https://rumble.com/v72kbug-president-trump-calls-out-barrack-hussein-obama-for-creating-the-somalian-n.html 📱 ReTWEET

Trump: “Ford is investing $70 BILLION In the American Auto Industry… is that correct?” Yes… Trump: You can do better. 🤣🤣 https://rumble.com/v72k7mi-ford-is-investing-70-billion-in-the-american-auto-industry.html 📱 ReTWEET

President Trump: The Globalist Quest to end the Gasoline Car is DEAD — The Green New Scam is DEAD Enjoy your gasoline cars. 🚙 https://rumble.com/v72k7bu-the-globalist-quest-to-end-the-gasoline-car-is-dead.html 📱 ReTWEET

Posted by @matlockfortexas on X: "The hardware store closes at 6 p.m.. It's 5:58 when the kid walks in. The kid can't be more than sixteen. Soaking wet from the rain. Shaking... "We're closing." Tom says. "Please. I just need a lock. For a door." Something in the kid's voice. Terror. Desperation. "What kind of lock?" "I don't know. Just one that keeps people out." The kid's got a black eye. Fresh. The kind that's still swelling. Tom doesn't ask. Just walks to aisle seven. Shows him the locks. The kid reaches for the cheapest one, $8.99. "That one's garbage," Tom says. "Won't stop anyone determined." He hands him a deadbolt. Heavy duty. $34.99. The kid's face crumbles. "I only have twelve dollars." They stand there. Store empty except for them. Tom takes the deadbolt to the register. Rings it up. "Twelve dollars." "But," "Sale price. Today only." The kid knows there's no sale. Knows this old man is lying. Tries not to cry and fails. Tom bags it. Adds a screwdriver. Free. "You know how to install it?" The kid shakes his head. They drive in Tom's truck. Don't talk. The kid directs him to a rundown duplex on the east side. Upstairs apartment. Door frame cracked. Old lock broken, hanging loose. Tom installs the deadbolt. Takes him fifteen minutes. Tests it. Solid. Hands the kid both keys. "Someone tries to get in, you call 911. You hear me?" The kid nods. Tom's halfway to his truck when he hears it, "Why?" He turns around. The kid's standing in the doorway, backlit, holding those keys like they're made of gold. "Why did you help me?" Tom thinks about his own son. Twenty years ago. Different city. Same desperate eyes. Didn't make it. "Because you asked," Tom says simply. He drives home. Doesn't tell his wife. Doesn't think much about it. Three weeks pass. A woman comes into the store. Tired eyes but smiling. "Are you Tom?" "Yes, ma'am." "My son told me about you. The lock you sold him." She's crying now. "His father, my ex-husband, he's not a good man. That lock kept us safe until I could get the restraining order. Until we could breathe." She hands Tom an envelope. "It's not much. But it's the thirty dollars we owed you, plus a little more." Tom tries to refuse. She won't let him. "You didn't just sell him a lock," she says. "You saw him. You saw us. When we were invisible." After she leaves, Tom opens the envelope. Sixty dollars. And a note from the kid: "Installed three more locks for neighbors who needed them. Taught myself how. Going to trade school next year. Maybe I'll work in a hardware store someday. Be someone like you. -Marcus" Tom's manager notices him crying by the register. "You okay?" "Yeah," Tom says. "Just... yeah." That night, Tom stays two minutes past closing. Then five. Then ten. Just in case someone walks in at 5:58 p.m. Soaking wet. Desperate. Needing more than just a lock. Tom learned something. The last customer of the day may be the most important one you ever serve." https://twitter.com/matlockfortexas/status/1995469753985401087?t=L5QNTTV9yg7xWyqQ_6PuZw&s=19

Posted by @matlockfortexas on X: "The hardware store closes at 6 p.m.. It's 5:58 when the kid walks in. The kid can't be more than sixteen. Soaking wet from the rain. Shaking... "We're closing." Tom says. "Please. I just need a lock. For a door." Something in the kid's voice. Terror. Desperation. "What kind of lock?" "I don't know. Just one that keeps people out." The kid's got a black eye. Fresh. The kind that's still swelling. Tom doesn't ask. Just walks to aisle seven. Shows him the locks. The kid reaches for the cheapest one, $8.99. "That one's garbage," Tom says. "Won't stop anyone determined." He hands him a deadbolt. Heavy duty. $34.99. The kid's face crumbles. "I only have twelve dollars." They stand there. Store empty except for them. Tom takes the deadbolt to the register. Rings it up. "Twelve dollars." "But," "Sale price. Today only." The kid knows there's no sale. Knows this old man is lying. Tries not to cry and fails. Tom bags it. Adds a screwdriver. Free. "You know how to install it?" The kid shakes his head. They drive in Tom's truck. Don't talk. The kid directs him to a rundown duplex on the east side. Upstairs apartment. Door frame cracked. Old lock broken, hanging loose. Tom installs the deadbolt. Takes him fifteen minutes. Tests it. Solid. Hands the kid both keys. "Someone tries to get in, you call 911. You hear me?" The kid nods. Tom's halfway to his truck when he hears it, "Why?" He turns around. The kid's standing in the doorway, backlit, holding those keys like they're made of gold. "Why did you help me?" Tom thinks about his own son. Twenty years ago. Different city. Same desperate eyes. Didn't make it. "Because you asked," Tom says simply. He drives home. Doesn't tell his wife. Doesn't think much about it. Three weeks pass. A woman comes into the store. Tired eyes but smiling. "Are you Tom?" "Yes, ma'am." "My son told me about you. The lock you sold him." She's crying now. "His father, my ex-husband, he's not a good man. That lock kept us safe until I could get the restraining order. Until we could breathe." She hands Tom an envelope. "It's not much. But it's the thirty dollars we owed you, plus a little more." Tom tries to refuse. She won't let him. "You didn't just sell him a lock," she says. "You saw him. You saw us. When we were invisible." After she leaves, Tom opens the envelope. Sixty dollars. And a note from the kid: "Installed three more locks for neighbors who needed them. Taught myself how. Going to trade school next year. Maybe I'll work in a hardware store someday. Be someone like you. -Marcus" Tom's manager notices him crying by the register. "You okay?" "Yeah," Tom says. "Just... yeah." That night, Tom stays two minutes past closing. Then five. Then ten. Just in case someone walks in at 5:58 p.m. Soaking wet. Desperate. Needing more than just a lock. Tom learned something. The last customer of the day may be the most important one you ever serve." https://twitter.com/matlockfortexas/status/1995469753985401087?t=L5QNTTV9yg7xWyqQ_6PuZw&s=19

Good Morning Family, The following post from Julie Doughnuts on X with a news video, was reposted by President Trump. Are we looking at tribunals for President Obama? https://twitter.com/Juliesnark1731/status/1995711636858900609?t=Oaz6ejAkCG161Sf6_e5_oA&s=19

DEEPSTATE FULL PANIC ‼️ President Trump to give a “full and complete pardon” to former Honduran President Juan Orlando Hernandez, who is currently serving a 45-year sentence in the U.S. for drug trafficking and weapons charges 🔻 WHY IS THIS IMPORTANT? The CIA Didn’t Just “Tolerate” the Drug Trade – They Built It, Protected It, and Presidents Signed Off on It For decades the Central Intelligence Agency has treated Latin American, and Asian narcotics networks as strategic assets, not enemies, that of which funds a lot of the darkness in this world. From the Golden Triangle heroin pipelines that funded anti-communist guerrillas in Laos and Vietnam, to Air America planes moving opium in the 1960s and 70s, to the Contras in the 1980s openly trafficking cocaine into the United States with DEA whistle-blowers later confirmed the Agency blocked investigations to protect the cash flow that kept Nicaraguan rebels armed. The pattern never stopped; it just changed geography. When the U.S. invaded Afghanistan in 2001, the Taliban had reduced opium production to almost zero. Within two years of the American occupation, poppy cultivation exploded by more than 4,000 %. U.S. and NATO troops were literally assigned to guard those fields. Marines openly joked about “poppy patrols.” Pilots reported seeing CIA contractors on the ground coordinating with warlords who controlled the harvest. By 2017 Afghanistan was supplying 90 % of the WORLD’s heroine, and the profits helped fund the very insurgents our soldiers were fighting. Every president from Reagan through Obama to Biden has been briefed on these arrangements. They don’t get “surprised” by drug-running partners; they inherit them, expand them, and protect them. Which brings us to Juan Orlando Hernández, former president of Honduras. Hernández wasn’t some random narco Trump suddenly decided to pardon…. Oooooh no. He is just a PUPPET. He was a multi-administration U.S. intelligence asset who ran cocaine routes for over fifteen years while the DEA, State Department, and CIA all classified him as a “COOPERATIVE PARTNER” His New York trial proved U.S. officials knew he was taking millions in cartel bribes—yet kept him in power because he handed them control of Honduras’ cocaine routes. If a fully exposed asset like Hernández started naming the American officials and agencies that armed, funded, and protected his operation, the fallout would reach the highest levels of multiple administrations. Trump’s pardon wasn’t a favor to a drug lord; it is a negotiation tactic to get an American-created monster that every president since at least Reagan has quietly fed to start naming names. I believe we are witnessing the greatest STING OPERATION IN HISTORY. https://rumble.com/v72gu8i-trump-to-pardon-former-honduran-president-juan-orlando-hernandez-deepstate-.html 📱 ReTWEET 📱 ReTRUTH

This meme and many others is from our C-VINE Sister on her Carol's Encouragement Channel. She works hard everyday to lift us up. Let's lift HER up by becoming a member of HER channel and like her meme's over there. She is becoming discouraged because of lack of engagement and feels like she isn't being seen. So click this link and become a member. She is a good friend to us. ♥️ https://t.me/bvrvmhI

This meme and many others is from our C-VINE Sister on her Carol's Encouragement Channel. She works hard everyday to lift us up. Let's lift HER up by becoming a member of HER channel and like her meme's over there. She is becoming discouraged because of lack of engagement and feels like she isn't being seen. So click this link and become a member. She is a good friend to us. ♥️ https://t.me/bvrvmhI

Weeeeeeeeeeeee! Looks like so much fun! Good Morning Family 🌄 Carpe Diem 🙏

Weeeeeeeeeeeee! Looks like so much fun! Good Morning Family 🌄 Carpe Diem 🙏

Good Morning Family! Carpe Diem. (Maybe after coffee) 🤣

Just a friendly reminder that the US kill chain for engaging military targets includes find, fix, track, target, engage, and assess (or detect, track, identify, plan/assess, engage, assess for naval operations). Yes, all of those gates must be completed and verified sufficiently, and generally go in front of two to four commanders, before an engagement is cleared hot. So, next time you hear some journalist or whiny politician claiming unlawful orders this or that, just understand they are claiming (without evidence) that multiple officers within the kill chain are committing war crimes, not just the President or the SECWAR (even though they frame it to sow distrust in all levels of the military). This is why you cannot believe a word these people say, especially when their articles are full of “sources close to the operation” or “sources with knowledge of.” https://x.com/GBNT1952/status/1995127586473521506?s=20

Many of you have no ability to look at a situation strategically and it shows. Destroying narco trafficking vessels in international waters from standoff range is not just tactically efficient—it is strategically advantageous. When we eliminate these boats without risking our own service members, we force narco terrorist trafficking organizations to immediately adapt their tactics, techniques, and procedures (TTPs). Every adjustment they make, whether in routing, vessel type, communication methods, or timing, creates new intelligence that helps us map their networks more accurately. They cannot simply stop moving product, so the pressure exposes how they reconfigure themselves under threat. I bet you thought about all of this, right? Also, as traffickers attempt to replace lost vessels and reroute shipments, they light up their support infrastructure. Procurement pipelines activate, money must move, logisticians begin coordinating new options, and alternative maritime or land based staging sites come online. All of that activity produces detectable signals. What started as a destroyed boat becomes an intelligence cascade, revealing patterns and nodes that were previously concealed. This approach also removes the need for risky interdiction operations where boarding teams confront cartel crews at close range. Instead of risking lives to seize a few tons of cocaine and capture low level actors, standoff engagement allows us to deny cartels their assets while observing how the network reacts in real time. The strategic value does not lie in any single destroyed vessel but in the forced adaptations that make the entire network more visible. That is what is important to understand. Over time, this pressure reveals the deeper architecture behind maritime trafficking: the hidden narco bases, jungle logistics hubs, covert airstrips, fuel caches, and command and control nodes that truly matter. This “just attack the cartel bases and warehouses” comment I see so often is exactly what they are trying to do. Did you think that international drug cartels just have a known HQ that all coordinations are ran out of? Are you that naive? By watching how cartels scramble to reestablish their supply lines, we gain a clearer picture of where the high value targets are located. In other words, destroying the boats is the first step; understanding their reaction is what allows us to identify and target the larger, more consequential infrastructure that keeps the drug pipeline alive. This is not random aggression. It is strategic shaping. By compelling traffickers to adapt under sustained pressure, we turn their need to keep the cocaine flowing into an intelligence advantage—one that enables deeper penetration of their networks and more effective long term disruption. Again, if you have a Netflix level understanding of strategic warfare and geopolitics, maybe stop talking about things you don’t really comprehend. Everyone’s an expert these days… https://x.com/GBNT1952/status/1994787863469179330?s=20

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