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TryToThink

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The Constitution gave us great personal freedoms. The ones they forgot have been added. I don’t understand why we keep giving them back. Will follow back.

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C3 (@c_3c_3) 's Twitter Profile Photo

So… It turns out the “wrongly deported Maryland Man” wasn’t wrongly deported and was an illegal alien MS-13 gang member that trafficked woman and children and did other horrific crimes. They gave him 96% positive media coverage. You cannot loathe the Media and Dems enough.

So…

It turns out the “wrongly deported Maryland Man” wasn’t wrongly deported and was an illegal alien MS-13 gang member that trafficked woman and children and did other horrific crimes.

They gave him 96% positive media coverage.

You cannot loathe the Media and Dems enough.
TryToThink (@oldtoolhound) 's Twitter Profile Photo

An undocumented immigrant usually does not have much money. They seem to get housing, education, healthcare, and food. They do this through government programs (think taxes), charity (think tax deductions), gifts from family, or criminal acts.

Julie Kelly 🇺🇸 (@julie_kelly2) 's Twitter Profile Photo

The disclosure that Jack Smith spied on a member of Congress and 7 U.S. senators is part of a bigger picture: Had Trump not won the election, Smith was going to bring a superseding indictment against the president for seditious conspiracy (something I said for years) and

Mr Commonsense (@fopminui) 's Twitter Profile Photo

"My name's Evelyn. I'm 68. I work the lunch line at Jefferson Middle School. Been serving mashed potatoes and mystery meat for 11 years. Hair net, plastic gloves, steam in my face. Kids swipe their cards, grab their trays, barely look at me. But I see their screens. The little

"My name's Evelyn. I'm 68. I work the lunch line at Jefferson Middle School. Been serving mashed potatoes and mystery meat for 11 years. Hair net, plastic gloves, steam in my face. Kids swipe their cards, grab their trays, barely look at me.
But I see their screens.

The little