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It’s Still Colder Than A Witch’s Tit
New York: Bitter fucking cold at 28°F under slate-gray skies, the kind of January freeze that makes your bones ache and your breath crystallize mid-curse, no snow but the wind cuts like a goddamn knife
Kansas City: 19°F and digging out from 5.2 inches of record-breaking snowfall, the white shit piling up like nature's middle finger to anyone who thought winter was nearly fucking done
Atlanta: Crippled at 22°F with ice coating every damn surface, the city paralyzed by freezing rain that turned highways into skating rinks and killed the power for thousands
San Francisco: A merciful 54°F with scattered clouds, practically tropical compared to the frozen hellscape consuming the rest of the country, smug bastards
Detroit: 14°F and wind chills plunging below zero, the kind of cold that makes you question every life choice that led you to the Midwest
The Daily Gathering
Grounded wisdom for curious souls
Good morning, beloved community. It's Tuesday, January 27, 2026. Today: A Nazi border cop gets demoted after executing an American nurse, renewable energy's hidden cost to nature, Trump's Barbie Attorney General tries stealing trans kids' medical records, and the life hack that'll change your fucking week.
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The Demotion of a Killer: Greg Bovino's Violent Reign Ends
The metallic taste of blood in Minneapolis air. The crack of ten gunshots echoing off brick buildings. A 37-year-old ICU nurse named Alex Pretti—face down on cold pavement, phone still clutched in his dying hand.
Greg fucking Bovino. Remember that name. This wannabe-Gestapo commander spent weeks terrorizing Minneapolis with his Border Patrol goon squad, treating American streets like occupied territory. He called Pretti—a healthcare worker with a legal concealed carry permit—a would-be "mass shooter" without a shred of evidence. He defended the agents who disarmed Pretti, then pumped him full of bullets. He told the press "the victims are the Border Patrol agents" while Pretti's blood was still wet on the fucking sidewalk. Now, after national outrage and even the goddamn NRA turning on Trump's regime, Bovino's been demoted back to his old post in California. Not fired. Not charged. Just... moved. Because apparently executing American citizens exercising their Constitutional rights gets you a geographic reassignment in Trump's America. Alex Pretti was trying to document federal overreach. He had every legal right to carry that holstered weapon. Video shows agents tackling him, removing his gun, then shooting him anyway. Bovino's response? Lies, deflection, and accusations that Pretti intended to "massacre law enforcement." The sister Pretti left behind called these "disgusting lies." She's right. And while Bovino slinks back to the border, Pretti's family buries their son. https://www.theatlantic.com/politics/2026/01/greg-bovino-demoted-minneapolis-border-patrol/685770/
The Green Energy Trap: How Trump's Rollbacks Make Everything Worse
Dust coating solar panels in the Mojave. The mechanical groan of wind turbines slicing through bird migration paths. The underwater hum of hydroelectric dams fragmenting ancient salmon runs.
Here's the mindfuck: renewable energy—our only realistic path away from fossil fuel extinction—also harms ecosystems. Solar farms devour landscapes. Wind turbines kill 230,000 birds annually in North America alone. Hydroelectric dams have collapsed Europe's freshwater fish populations by 93% since 1970. We're trading one crisis for another, and Trump's environmental rollbacks only make it exponentially worse. By gutting conservation requirements, slashing protected lands, and prioritizing energy production over ecological safeguards, his administration ensures that even our "green" future will be built on scorched earth. The research is clear: smart siting, wildlife-friendly designs, habitat restoration, and biodiversity protections can minimize renewable energy's footprint. "Black blade" wind turbine modifications reduce bird deaths by 72%. Solar farms managed with native plantings actually increase local biodiversity. But none of that happens without regulation, oversight, and funding—all things Trump systematically destroys. So we're left with a sick choice: cook the planet with fossil fuels, or save it with renewables while accepting preventable ecological carnage. The answer isn't either/or. It's building clean energy intelligently—with conservation woven into every stage. But that requires leadership that gives a shit about something beyond quarterly profits. https://earth.org/can-we-power-the-planet-without-harming-it-the-race-to-minimize-renewable-energys-impact-on-nature/
Barbie Bondi's Medical Records Heist Gets Blocked
Fingers trembling over consent forms. The weight of a child's hand in yours at a doctor's office. The violation of government agents demanding your most private medical truths.
Trump's Attorney General Pam Bondi—that Barbie bitch with her perfect blonde veneer and fascist heart—tried to steal the medical records of over 3,000 transgender young people and their families. She sent subpoenas to hospitals nationwide, demanding names, birth dates, social security numbers, addresses—everything needed to build a database of trans kids and their parents. Her stated reason? Investigating "healthcare fraud" and stopping what she called "a warped ideology." Seven families sued in November. Last week, they won. A federal judge forced the Department of Justice to withdraw its subpoena against Children's Hospital Los Angeles, ruling the demands constituted "overreach untethered to any lawful purpose." Another judge blocked similar demands against Children's National Hospital in D.C., calling it "a classic impermissible fishing expedition." But here's the fucking kicker: Bondi's persecution campaign successfully terrorized hospitals anyway. Both CHLA and Children's National closed their trans youth programs despite being in states where gender-affirming care remains legal. The mere threat of federal prosecution, the specter of Trump's DOJ seizing patient files, was enough to make them abandon vulnerable kids. That's the goal. Not convictions—just terror. Make it too dangerous, too expensive, too legally precarious to provide care. Boston Children's Hospital refused to fold, God bless them, but they're the exception. Most institutions can't risk the wrath of a federal government weaponizing its power against queer kids. https://www.thepinknews.com/2026/01/26/trans-medical-records-department-of-justice/
"The belief that all children deserve the opportunity to live, grow, and thrive with love and support is foundational to who we are and what we do."
— Boston Children's Hospital
Life Survival: When institutions with power choose courage over capitulation, they give the rest of us permission to stand tall. You don't need a hospital's resources to embody that principle. Every time you refuse to be complicit in cruelty—every time you speak up when someone's being targeted, every time you choose truth over comfort—you're practicing the same muscle. Start small. Interrupt the transphobic joke at the dinner table. Correct the misgendering. Show up to the school board meeting. The systems are built to exhaust us into silence. Fight that shit with stubborn, relentless presence.


