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I was a police officer in Detroit for four years in the early seventies. This is a re-run. The same themed conversations, the same themed insults, the same results. I left because people kept trying to kill me ... but mostly ... because my family had to live there. I was standing roll call on a midnight shift being handed the list of major crimes in the city over the last twenty-four hours. The locations were getting closer and closer to the home my family was sleeping in.

I can predict the future from what I've already lived through, but people continue to re-write history so what I witnessed and what I know to be true are erased from our lives.

Here's what's next. The people fleeing these war zones will be blamed for abandoning the good people who fed off them.

Mark the time and day. That's next. It is 8:20 Eastern on June 2, 2020
The nights are going to get hotter. The flames will burn higher. Those places that let the anger burn out, will be burned out....

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Dave@DaveRubin
10 hours ago

Sunday reflections...

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It is with a heavy heart my wife and I share that her grandmother passed away. Some of you may have seen me post about her before. Grandma Muffin was a staple to this family; every birthday, holiday and special occasion was done at Grandma's along with delicious home made food. My wife and I along with her siblings have decided to continue with the meals at either our home or her mom's to keep the tradition alive.

I really wanted to share one of grandma's rules for her home. No matter your opinion, your place in the family or if you had one of the arguments during making hay that left you at odds with each other. You cross that threshold you were even, on common ground, you became the adult you are and minded your manners and grandma.

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