When Brian Wallach was diagnosed with ALS, he was given six months to live. @bsw5020 and @sabrevaya’s film, For Love & Life: No Ordinary Campaign, chronicles their incredible journey, and proves that all of us are far more powerful than we know. I hope you’ll watch it on Prime Video and get involved with their work to find a cure for ALS at

The ONLY realistic way to eject tens of MILLIONS of illegals (without military support) is to FORCE them to self-deport Bovino nailed it: “Let's make it SO HARD for them to live, to work, to recreate, to do ANYTHING in the US that they have NO CHOICE but to self-deport” Mass deportations are NOT POSSIBLE otherwise. We don’t have enough time. FORCE THEM TO TAP OUT.

Dutch people stayed up until 6 a.m. to watch their national team get eliminated by Morocco. They only slept for one hour, and on their way to work they had to deal with Moroccan immigrants doing this. No one should have to live like this.

Liebowitz, the tailor, retired and moved to the country to live with a married daughter and her family. It was a charming house, the countryside was beautiful and he was made to feel welcome. But the peace and quiet after thirty years in New York City began to get on his nerves. One day, he went for a long walk and came upon a convent about two miles down the road. As he approached, one of the nuns came out of the gate and greeted him. He returned the greeting and they got into a conversation. Liebowitz told her he was a retired tailor and was now living with his daughter down the road. "By the way, Sister, do you need maybe a good tailor by you in the convent? I'll work cheap. Money, I don't need! I need a little part-time job, it should occupy my time." She told him she'd inquire of the Mother Superior and let him know. And so Liebowitz went to work at the convent, every afternoon but Saturday. He seemed a happy man once more. After working there a few weeks, his friend, Sister Margaret, came in to visit him After inquiring about his health, she said, "Mr. Liebowitz, you're a fine craftsman and the Mother Superior is very content with your work. Only I have a favor to ask of you. When you speak to the Mother Superior, please try to remember, it's 'Mother Superior' not 'Mother Shapiro'."

Generation after generation, men and women put on the uniform knowing the risk — and went anyway knowing they might not come home. Knowing their families would carry that for the rest of their lives. To the families still carrying that weight — I see you. The pain doesn’t go away, but neither does the pride. Freedom has never been guaranteed. It has to be earned, defended, and sometimes paid for in the hardest way imaginable. Today on Memorial Day, we stop, we slow down, and we remember those who did. We honor them. We thank them. And we work hard to live up to what they died for. Keep the democracy they believed in worth believing in. That is the ultimate tribute for their sacrifice.

This is just the truth, so just going to say it out loud. When you operate at a level that most people don’t understand… life is really different. When you move fast, think big, take risks, and refuse to live a normal life, you naturally start feeling disconnected from a lot of people around you. It’s really not bc I think I’m “better” than anyone… it’s that my mindset, priorities, and vision are just too different. Most people want comfort, routine, and predictability. But my whole life, I’ve never been wired that way. This is honestly probably why most of my close friends are older than me, even my significant other is older too. I’ve always connected more with people who think long term, build things, take responsibility, understand sacrifice, and give a middle finger to excuses. The freedom I have today, is earned through years of obsession, high stress & pressure, and believing in something when almost nobody else did. A lot of people see the freedom I have today… the lifestyle… the time… the ability to work from anywhere. However, what they don’t see is the lonely part of this road. When you’re constantly operating at a pace people think is “unsustainable,” you lose relatability with a lot of the world. Your mind never really shuts off. You start seeing life differently. You become addicted to growth, building, learning, creating, improving. You stop fitting into normal conversations, normal routines, and normal ways of thinking. That’s why I embrace being unconventional. Bc deep down, I know anyone that is on this kind of path was never supposed to look normal. And honestly… looking at my journey, it all reflects that. I’ve never tried to fit in. I’ve always been obsessed with the future, technology, freedom, and building a life outside the system most people accept. Hate me or love me… this is my life. And while this road comes with a lot of opportunities most people can only dream about… it can also be one of the loneliest paths in the world. But I’d still choose this life every single time.

I am deeply grateful and relieved that this day has come – for the last living 20 hostages who have been through unimaginable hell and are finally reunited with their families and loved ones, and for the civilians in Gaza who have experienced immeasurable loss and will finally get the chance to rebuild their lives. The road to this deal was not easy. My Administration worked relentlessly to bring hostages home, get relief to Palestinian civilians, and end the war. I commend President Trump and his team for their work to get a renewed ceasefire deal over the finish line. Now, with the backing of the United States and the world, the Middle East is on a path to peace that I hope endures and a future for Israelis and Palestinians alike with equal measures of peace, dignity, and safety.