Dell has donated $6.25 BILLION towards the effort

At 18, Americans will then gain access to the account, which will have been invested since their birth, and will ideally have multiplied in that time.

Dell’s donation will cover children under 10, in ZIP codes with average incomes of $150,000 or less.

THIS is a GREAT way to give young Americans a
leg up!

They’re called TRUMP ACCOUNTS, and they’ll begin on America’s 250th birthday: July 4, 2026 🇺🇸

“States with higher vaccination rates exhibited significantly larger increases in excess mortality… even after adjusting for confounders.” Last month, two German researchers published the actuarial equivalent of a mass grave uncovered by international investigators— and I’ll give you one guess what correlated with the huge spike in excess deaths. It was titled Study: Regional Patterns of Excess Mortality in Germany During the COVID-19 Pandemic and published in Royal Society Open Science.

The two German statisticians did something rare (these days): they cut through the political fog by performing a clean, actuarially rigorous analysis of excess mortality across all sixteen German states. No “modeling” wizardry, no “assumptions,” no “estimates,” no “adjustments.” They simply asked: How many people should have died versus how many actually did?

The result was a tragedy in three acts. In Act I (2020), excess deaths barely budged. In Act II (2021), after the jabs rolled out, covid deaths fell sharply, but excess mortality ...

Dear God, heal the places in my mind that still replay the hurt.

Lord, You see the quiet battles that no one else sees.
You see the scenes that replay when things get quiet.
You see the words that were spoken long ago that still echo in my heart.
You see the tears I wipe away before anyone can notice.

Father, I am tired of living in the same old memories.
I am tired of laying down at night and feeling my heart sink as my mind goes back to moments I wish had ended differently.
I am tired of smiling on the outside while my thoughts are still tangled in pain on the inside.

God, some days it feels like my mind is a room full of old wounds and closed doors.
I walk through my day, but deep inside I still hear the voices of disappointment, rejection, and loss.
There are memories that still sting when I pass by them.
There are names and faces that still bring tears when they cross my mind.

Lord, You know every story that shaped me.
You know the times I was misunderstood.
You know the times I was left out.
You know the times love was not returned.
You know the times I was spoken to in anger, ...