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Black Buffalo Mint Pouches hit like a cold wind off the mountains, with that familiar burn and clean, honest flavor that feels like an American ritual done right.

Two Guardsmen sent to guard the capital ended up bleeding on its sidewalks while a third victim rode a siren-screaming path to the hospital, proof that even the tightest security bubble in America can pop in a heartbeat.

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What happened in that stairwell is less important than what came after: a cottage industry of self appointed referees who profit from shredding another man’s service while preaching a code they no longer live by.

Rob O’Neill’s $25 million defamation suit is more than self-defense; it is a hard line in the sand against the vet-on-vet outrage economy that treats brotherhood like clickbait.

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In Lawton Fort Sill, where neighbors treat Soldiers like family, this government shutdown exposes the emptiness of polite slogans and demands that America guarantee pay and steadfast care for its warriors—always—so we can keep the faith.

On Lowe’s island, where cameras blinked like patient reptiles and the ocean pretended to forgive, Fade measured the weight of mercy against the speed of a pathogen and found both wanting.

Putin’s idea of holiday cheer is a million body bags strung up like ornaments—proof that in the Kremlin, even failure gets a parade.

In a quiet bar where ghosts keep their own rhythm, Cordova’s three plays of “Wish You Were Here” turn grief into a kind of communion for the living.