Anonymous ID: 5ca21b Oct. 27, 2018, 4:10 p.m. No.3630772   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>0812

Democrat Abused Wife

 

Nevada Democratic gubernatorial candidate Steve Sisolak’s campaign image as a single father raising two successful daughters is a lie, according to his ex-wife, Dallas Garland.

She said Sisolak treated her like “a total prisoner” throughout their 13-year marriage and that he drove a wedge between her and her children.

Garland said she was left with a bruised neck after an altercation with Sisolak after she filed for divorce in 2000, according to pictures and a contemporaneous diary entry.

Sisolak’s two children dispute Garland’s account in a sworn statement, saying Garland, not Sisolak, was the aggressor.

 

https://dailycaller.com/2018/10/19/sisolak-ex-wife-prisoner-bruise/

Anonymous ID: 5ca21b Oct. 27, 2018, 4:16 p.m. No.3630866   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>0875

Lawyer shot in the face for suing Cheney

 

Harry Whittington apologizes to Dick Cheney and his family for being shot in the face by the Vice President and keeping them up all moaning.

 

Contrary to fake news reports at the time, whittington was not a friend of Cheney's.

The invitation to hunt quail was the first time the two men met socially.

Anonymous ID: 5ca21b Oct. 27, 2018, 4:21 p.m. No.3630918   🗄️.is 🔗kun

Repost

 

A Klee painting named Angelus Novus shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.