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Compassion Doesn’t Come with a Price Tag

Published December 6, 2025 by tindertender

I almost let a teenage girl freeze to death on Thanksgiving Eve because of a stupid sign I hung on my own wall.

NO LOITERING. NO SLEEPING. NO PETS.

I run a 24-hour laundromat in Chicago—where winter doesn’t show mercy, and if you show too much, your business turns into a free hostel. I’ve learned the hard way that if I let one person nap on a folding table, by sunrise I’ve got a whole encampment of them.

Rules keep the doors open.

Or at least, that’s what I told myself.

Last Wednesday, the wind was doing that sideways snow thing, the kind that slaps your face even when you’re indoors. I was in the back, grumbling about mopping floors instead of being home with my wife’s turkey, when the door chimed.

A girl walked in. Seventeen, maybe. Thin as a coat hanger. Hoodie soaked. Sneakers squishing with each step.

And beside her?

A monster.

At least, that’s what I thought.

A massive gray Pitbull mix. Scarred. Shivering. Built like he could bench-press a sedan. The type of dog people avoid by crossing an entire street.

“No dogs,” I barked, tapping the No Pets sign like a judge swinging a gavel.

She winced. “Please… just ten minutes. The shelter’s full. I just need my toes to stop hurting.”

The dog—Tank—pressed his whole body against her leg, as if trying to fuse himself into her for warmth.

“Fifteen minutes,” I muttered. “He makes one sound, I’m calling the cops.”

They retreated to the coldest corner. I retreated to the security monitor, looking for any excuse to kick them out.

Then I watched her pull out a handful of coins—pennies, nickels, a dime that looked like it had survived the Great Chicago Fire. She counted them over and over until she could afford a pack of those terrible orange peanut-butter crackers.

She sat on the floor, opened the pack…

and didn’t take a single bite.

She broke a cracker and held it out to Tank.

“Eat, buddy.”

Tank sniffed it. His ribs showed. He needed food desperately. But he pushed it back toward her.

She insisted. He refused.

And in that moment, on a grainy black-and-white screen, I watched a starving dog protect the only person he loved by refusing to let her go hungry.

My throat tightened.

Then things got worse.

Mike—the drunk regular who occasionally slept behind a dryer—stumbled over, reeking of whiskey.

“Got a dollar, sweetheart?” he slurred.

Tank stood up—not snarling, not attacking. Just planting himself like a shield between the girl and the man.

A living, breathing wall.

Mike reached toward her shoulder.

Tank growled—a low, seismic warning that said, Touch her and you’ll wish you hadn’t.

The girl wrapped her arms around Tank’s neck and begged, “Don’t hurt him, please! He’s just scared!”

That was the moment my rules stopped mattering.

I grabbed the baseball bat, marched over, and pointed it—not at the dog, but at Mike.

“Out. Now.”

He left so fast he forgot his bottle.

I locked the door. Flipped the sign to CLOSED. The girl looked up at me with terrified eyes, bracing for the moment I’d kick her out into the blizzard.

But I just walked to the back, grabbed the Tupperware my wife had packed—thick turkey slices, mashed potatoes, gravy—and set it in front of them.

“The dryer in this corner overheats,” I lied. “I need someone to sit here tonight and make sure it doesn’t catch fire. Job comes with dinner.”

She stared at the food like it was a dream she was afraid to touch.

“Sir?” she whispered, voice cracking.

“Eat,” I said. “Both of you.”

Tank waited—actually waited—until she swallowed her first bite before he took one for himself.

The toughest thing in that room wasn’t my bat. It was a half-frozen Pitbull who’d rather starve than let his girl go hungry.

That night changed me.

We spend so much time judging people by what they wear, where they sleep, or what they have in their pockets. We judge dogs by the size of their jaws and the scars on their skin.

But loyalty doesn’t live in appearances.

Compassion doesn’t come with a price tag.

And sometimes the best guardian angel you’ll ever meet arrives covered in frost, with a teenager on one side and a trembling Pitbull on the other.

If I’d followed my own rules, I would’ve shut the door on both.

Instead, I learned this:

Family isn’t always blood.

Protection doesn’t always look gentle.

And the biggest hearts often beat inside the bodies we’ve been trained to fear.

So next time someone walks into your life looking rough, tired, or “dangerous”…

maybe look twice.

You might be staring at the purest form of love you’ll ever see.

Starlight Tours

Published November 30, 2025 by tindertender

What these crooks and criminals posing as men and law enforcement have done against humanity is heinous, and unforgivable. The Most High God, Creator and Family, are delivering to them and everyone the deeds of their own hands. They have destroyed themselves.

Nigerian King Sues Shell Oil

Published November 28, 2025 by tindertender

Been going on since 2016

A Nigerian tribal king, King Emere Godwin Bebe Okpabi, and communities like Ogale are suing Shell in the UK for oil spills, alleging a history of severe pollution that has destroyed livelihoods and the environment. The communities claim Shell’s operations have caused widespread environmental degradation, leading to a lack of clean water and damage to farmlands and rivers. Shell argues it is not responsible for most spills, which it attributes to third-party criminality like oil theft, but the UK High Court has allowed the case against Shell to proceed, acknowledging that Shell may be liable for pollution that has not been cleaned up.

The lawsuit

Plaintiffs: The Ogale and Bille communities, represented by King Emere Godwin Bebe Okpabi, filed the lawsuit in the UK, arguing that the Nigerian legal system was not a viable option for receiving justice.

Allegations: The communities claim Shell’s operations have caused decades of severe pollution, rendering their land, water, and livelihoods unusable.

Shell’s defense: Shell maintains that the vast majority of spills are caused by criminal activity, such as illegal oil refining and sabotage. It argues that it should not be held liable for the actions of third parties.

Legal and environmental context

UK court decision: A UK judge ruled that Shell can be sued in England for the pollution, finding that a new legal claim could arise each day the oil remains uncleaned, despite the “five-year limitation period” on legal claims.

Environmental impact: The pollution has led to widespread contamination, including an estimated 8cm layer of oil on drinking water in some areas, making it undrinkable. The pollution has also devastated fishing and farmlands, destroying habitats and causing severe economic hardship.
Previous settlements: In a 2009 settlement related to a different case, Shell paid $15.5 million to resolve claims of human rights abuses against the Ogoni people, though it maintained the payment was a humanitarian gesture and not an admission of guilt.

Trial dates: A trial to address the remaining issues is scheduled to begin in March 2027.

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They Were Our Healers

Published November 23, 2025 by tindertender

Epstein has been mentioned quite a bit lately. The Most High God, Divine Masculine, Upper Echelon, Supreme Justice … they’re quite pissed about them doing “scientists experiments” on the Divine Feminine being funneled through these spaces. They were our healers. Caught in a trap … used as birthing people for “intelligent animals”.

Everything in Divine Timing

Published November 4, 2025 by tindertender

“To love is to give the light from your own soul. Love is an inward beauty which flows from the heart. Let love rule your heart and life.”

“Ministers of God are by your side, no single detail, not a thought or an action, escapes them. But they judge not; they only love, with deep compassion and wide understanding. Remember, so that you look upon all people with the same gentle loving kindness.”

“Every soul has to withstand great pressure and be well tested. Suppose you are called to an important piece of work which is going to involve many souls; and suppose you had not been tested and proved? It is possible that you would break down under the stress of the work. Follow the path of light with all its testings and disappointments.”

~ White Eagle

There is a very important reason you don’t replace an accomplished person with an untested one. The untested won’t be able to bear the weight of responsibility, however, they have drivers (also unqualified, or they would already be in position) who will assist them in fouling up every sacred thing, while pretending to be accomplished.

POPE LEO TAKES AIM at SCOTUS with New Move

Published October 24, 2025 by tindertender

The main problems and controversies surrounding Opus Dei center on its alleged secretive nature, aggressive recruitment, and controversial practices. Critics accuse it of operating like a cult or secret society due to its members’ secrecy and alleged isolation of members from their families. Additionally, the organization has faced accusations of promoting an austere and harsh lifestyle, with controversial practices like self-mortification, and its historical links to far-right political figures and ideologies.

Secrecy and recruitment

Secrecy: Opus Dei’s membership is often kept secret. Critics have compared its secretive nature to a Freemason or mafia-like organization operating within the church.

Recruitment: Some former members and critics claim it uses aggressive and misleading tactics to recruit young people, sometimes described as manipulative or brainwashing.

Controversial practices

Austere lifestyle: The organization is associated with austere practices, such as fasting, wearing a spiked cilice (a band of metal spikes worn around the thigh) to cause pain, and sleeping on wooden planks.

Mortification of the flesh: These practices are framed as “mortification of the flesh” and are intended to be a form of spiritual discipline and self-denial.

Political and ideological concerns

Political influence: Opus Dei has been accused of having a significant political influence, with some of its members holding positions in right-wing governments in the past, such as during the Franco regime in Spain.

Elitism: The organization’s emphasis on sanctifying daily life and achieving goals in the secular world has led to accusations of elitism and a pursuit of power.

Opus Dei’s response

Opus Dei denies many of the accusations leveled against it, pointing to its continued growth, its members’ diverse backgrounds, and support from the Vatican as evidence against the claims.

Supporters often attribute criticisms to scattered information and the testimonies of former members, noting that some accusations lack substantiation.

The Night Mother Chose Her (Daughter) Over Fear

Published October 3, 2025 by tindertender

Martha had buried one husband already, a kind man who never came back from the trail. When she remarried Clay in Dodge City, 1874, folks said fortune had smiled on her — he was tall, handsome, and the kind to buy whiskey for a whole room just to hear the laughter rise. To the outside world, he was charm in a fine hat. To Martha, behind their cabin door, he was a storm.

At first it was small things — a hard stare, a cruel word, a drink too many. But then his gaze shifted toward Eliza, Martha’s little girl, and the air in the cabin changed. Supper fell quiet, the child flinching at every sound, her smile gone. Martha watched in silence until the night she found Clay drunk, leaning too near her daughter’s bed. That was the line she would not let him cross.

She dragged him out by the collar, pistol shaking in her hand, and by dawn she was standing in the county office, signing her name to divorce papers while the ink still trembled. Folks whispered about her for years — not with scorn, but with respect. In a town where women often kept quiet, Martha’s courage was louder than any gunshot. And Eliza, grown and safe, never forgot the night her mother chose her over fear.

The Breast Tax

Published October 3, 2025 by tindertender

The crap these masculines come up with is insane! They are insane.

The “breast tax,” or Mulakaram.

Women living in Kerala, India had to pay a significant sum to cover their breasts. Those who couldn’t afford it were forced to appear bare-chested.

This tax was imposed on Shudras and Dalits (the lowest castes in India, to be precise), specifically to show these classes their “AUKAT” (their extremely low social status).

Bare breasts were considered a sign of respect toward people from the higher castes. In a society where men freely ogled women who managed to cover themselves, one can hardly imagine what the poorest women felt, forced to go out without even a veil.

The harmful gazes destroyed these women in every possible way.

Even those who could afford to cover themselves were not spared. Officials in charge had to examine the size and weight of their breasts to determine the tax amount — and of course, these measurements were taken by hand… a complete shame.

Over time, a woman named Nangeli protested this law by cutting off her breasts and presenting them before the disbelieving officials. She soon died from blood loss, and her story sparked violent protests.

Eventually, the law was repealed, but only at the cost of her sacrifice.

A Game “Regular Joe/Josephine” Doesn’t Know They’re Playing

Published September 24, 2025 by tindertender

Human Meat in Fast Food

Published September 19, 2025 by tindertender

itriedtosaveyouidiots – The entire cult and everyone who thought this was funny and / or okay is going in the chipper, per GOD.