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'It's madness'

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News Incredibles 3 Incredibles 3 Finds Director in Elemental’s Peter Sohn Sohn also worked on The Incredibles and Incredibles 2 under Brad Bird. By Vanessa Armstrong | Published on June 10, 2025 Credit: Pixar Comment 0 Share New Share Credit: Pixar Pixar’s work on Incredibles 3 was announced in August 2024, and with that announcement we learned that Brad Bird, who wrote and directed the first two animated films, was once again on board. Today, however, The Hollywood Reporter broke the news that Peter Sohn, whose previous credits include Elemental and The Good Dinosaur, is the director of the threequel. Bird is still involved on the project as the writer of the screenplay. It’s not clear whether Bird was initially in the director’s chair and then removed, or if Sohn has been in that role from the beginning. THR speculates that one reason why Bird isn’t also directing has to do with his schedule: He’s currently working on Skydance’s Ray Gunn, and was also attached to Pixar’s first live-action foray, 1906, which some reports say has been canceled. The Incredibles, of course, focuses on a superhero family who jumps into saving the world after said world attempts to ban the use of superpowers. The first feature came out in 2004 to commercial and critical acclaim, prompting a sequel, Incredibles 2, in 2018. Incredibles 3 also isn’t the first time Sohn and Bird have worked together. Sohn worked with Bird on the two previous Incredibles films and THR describes Bird as a mentor to Sohn. No news yet on when Incredibles 3 will fly its way into theaters.[end-mark] The post <i>Incredibles 3</i> Finds Director in <i>Elemental’</i>s Peter Sohn appeared first on Reactor.

Excerpts Young Adult Read an Excerpt From A Theory of Dreaming by Ava Reid Return to the immersive, lush, and dreamlike world of the dark academia fantasy A Study in Drowning. By Ava Reid | Published on June 10, 2025 Comment 0 Share New Share We’re thrilled to share an excerpt from Ava Reid’s A Theory of Dreaming, the second book in the YA dark academia fantasy duology that began with A Study in Drowning—out from HarperCollins on July 29th. Effy learned that when she defeated the Fairy King. Even though she may never know exactly what happened at Hiraeth, she is free of her nightmares and is able to pen a thesis with Preston on the beloved national fairy tale Angharad. She has finally earned a spot at the literature college, making her the first woman in history to enroll.But some dreams are dangerous, especially when they come true. The entire university—and soon the entire nation—is waiting for her to fail. With the Fairy King defeated and Myrddin’s legacy exposed, Effy can no longer escape into fantasy. Who is she without her stories?With Effy under threat, Preston is surprised to discover a rage simmering inside him, ringing in his ears like bells. He begins to dream of a palace under the sea, a world where he is king—visions that start to follow him even in waking.As the war between Llyr and Argant explodes, Effy and Preston find themselves caught in the crossfire: Effy losing her dreams and Preston losing himself in his. The ballroom was already packed when they arrived, abuzz with voices, the mass of bodies shifting beneath the gleaming golden lights. Drinks were raised for toasts, and women lifted their gloved hands to cover their mouths when they laughed. From the corner where the orchestra sat, there was the twanging of harp strings and the warbling of the violins. Preston and Lotto checked their coats and then Preston cast his gaze across the ballroom, squinting as he searched. His vision still felt oddly blurred. He took off his glasses and was cleaning them with the tail of his shirt when he heard her voice. “Hello.” He put his glasses back on hurriedly and turned. Effy stood before him, her golden hair gathered and pinned up in a shiny chignon, her throat ringed with pearls. Her lips were painted the soft color of a just-budded rose. And her dress—a floaty, delicate mesh of sky blue and pale pink, shimmering in subtle, clever places between the folds of fabric. It looked like sea-foam, like the ocean at dawn. It was as if she had come right out of the water, a mermaid with her tail magicked away, taking her first hesitant steps to shore. She belonged more in that palace beneath the waves than in this bleak, banal human world. He felt it was rude, almost cruel, that somehow she had been forced into it. Preston’s breath caught in his chest. He could not say everything he was thinking, much less everything he was feeling, and so he said what was simplest and the truest: “You’re beautiful.” “Thank you.” A faint flush colored her cheeks. “It’s all thanks to Rhia, really. And her magical depthless closet.” Preston reached for her gloved hand. But before their fingers could touch, Lotto was bullying his way between them. “Effy Sayre,” he said, and he took her hand, raising it to his mouth for a polite kiss. “What my good friend Preston means to say is that you look ravishing, sublime, ethereal—” “If only you could apply this eloquence to your coursework,” Preston interrupted. He was surprised by the faint tremor of anger he felt. He knew there was nothing threatening about Lotto’s shameless flirtation, and yet— But Effy was smiling good-naturedly. “You heard him, Mr. Héloury. If you don’t lavish compliments on your date, Lancelot Grey will do it for you.” Preston let out a breath. “You have no idea how utterly true that is.” Lotto led the way into the ballroom, and Preston took Effy’s hand at last and walked in with her. He was grateful that the other students were already far too deep into their drinks to pay any mind to them, though he couldn’t stop scanning the room, trying to make sure he and Effy weren’t the target of any glares. He saw the top of Southey’s white-blond head, but his attention was elsewhere, with his friends and the bottom of his glass. Preston exhaled quietly with relief. “Shall I get us drinks?” Preston asked. Effy bit her lip, hesitating. He knew she rarely drank and he didn’t want to force her. After a moment, she said, “All right. But no scotch or whiskey, please. Something… something sweet.” “I suppose I could ask the bartender to spike your drink with six sugars, just the way you take your coffee.” “Oh, be quiet.” Preston bit his lip on a smile, then leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be right back.” Buy the Book A Theory of Dreaming Ava Reid Buy Book A Theory of Dreaming Ava Reid Buy this book from: AmazonBarnes and NobleiBooksIndieBoundTarget Effy nodded, but Preston couldn’t help hesitating, for just a moment. The room had been adorned in false vines, ribbons of green silk that draped over the paintings and the wall-mounted candles. There were artificial trees placed at the chamber’s edges, their branches spreading, garlanded with fairy lights and synthetic moss—all of it to, rather dubiously, fit the folklore theme. When he saw Effy standing among it, shadowed slightly by the tree canopy, and close enough that the hanging vines nearly brushed the crown of her head, a tremor of unease ran through him. He thought of her at Hiraeth, in the damp, verdant woods beside the cliffs, eyes wide and wheeling as she tried desperately to convince him that the Fairy King was real. That he was coming. He had been so fearful of losing her then, to magic or to madness. And now the memory struck him through like an arrow, piercing him with the very same fear. But he could not speak it aloud. What good would it do to remind her of it, to poison her with his paranoias? Blinking away the memory, Preston turned and maneuvered through the crowd, toward the bar. He tried to be as unobtrusive as possible, but he ended up catching an elbow to the shoulder, and a girl in a bright purple dress turned around and glared at him. Then her date turned, too, and before Preston could hurry away, he thought he saw recognition flash in the other boy’s eyes. He ordered drinks—a whiskey, neat, for himself, and a gin with soda water, syrup, and lemon for Effy—and leaned against the long oak bar to wait. With the sound of the music and all the muffled conversations, he couldn’t make out any individual words, any invectives against him. It was only when the bartender returned, sliding the drinks across the counter, that Preston found himself confronted. “Argantian?” the bartender asked. Preston blinked. “Excuse me?” “Your accent,” said the bartender. He was a man who looked to be in his middle twenties; unlike the porters, he had the affect of the middle class. “You’re Argantian, aren’t you?” Preston had taken hold of the drinks, and the glasses suddenly felt very cold against his palms. He had always prided himself on the subtlety of his accent, had thought that it was scarcely noticeable. Especially in this loud, overcrowded room, how had the bartender managed to discern it? Once he might have felt flustered. “None of your damn business,” he bit back. He only felt angry. The force of his rage surprised and terrified him. And then, before the bartender could reply, he turned and shoved his way back through the crowd. His pulse was pounding in his ears, drowning out even the sound of the music. He willed himself to calm down before he reached Effy. The last thing he wanted was for her to see him out of sorts. To see him enraged. She had pressed herself against one of the far walls, kneading her gloved hands together. Relief blossomed on her face as he approached. He handed her the gin cocktail and said, “Something sweet.” Effy took it. They clinked glasses, and then each took a long drink. With only one sip, her cheeks had already begun to pink. “Now it’s a proper party,” she said. “Better than Blackmar’s banquet, I’ll give you that,” Preston replied. “Well, you do have a suit that fits this time.” She smiled over the rim of her glass. “And at least one friend.” Effy tilted her head toward Lotto. He had already amassed a small crowd as he slouched against one of the busts of a previous college master, one arm thrown over the statue’s shoulder, wineglass in his hand. He gestured animatedly, clearly telling some theatrical tale, and the men and women around him watched with transfixed stares. “He better not be trying to steal someone’s date again,” Preston said, with a weary shake of his head. “Did he really do that?” “Yes. Last year. There was nearly a full-out brawl.” Effy glanced up at him, then at Lotto again, then back to Preston. A smile played at the corner of her mouth. “You love him, don’t you?” “Well—” Preston started. He looked over at Lotto, who now appeared to be miming some sort of rugby move, head down, shoulders raised and in a pouncing pose. “I suppose. Unfortunately. And against my will.” “Unfortunately?” Effy echoed. “It would be easier,” Preston clarified, “if I didn’t care at all. If I could choose… I certainly wouldn’t have chosen someone who was so determined to sabotage himself at every turn. So unable to hear reason.” Effy fell silent, and it seemed, for a moment, that she had taken the music and the conversation with her. He couldn’t hear anything aside from the uneven beating of his heart. Reminding him, with every beat, that he was alive, and that one day he wouldn’t be. That all this would be gone. “I didn’t realize it was so torturous for you,” she said at last. “Maybe I should just go.” “No,” he said quickly. “Effy, no. That’s not—I would love you even if it was killing me slowly. Even if it ruined me. Don’t you know that?” Her gaze dropped to the floor; she wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I don’t want to ruin you,” she whispered. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that it’s difficult to love me.” “It’s not difficult. It’s the easiest thing in the world.” His voice lowered. “Sometimes it’s the only thing I’m certain about—that when I’m with you, it’s the right place for me to be.” Effy brushed her eyes with the pad of her thumb, though Preston didn’t see any tears. At last she looked up at him again. “I don’t believe you. You’re always looking for the discrepancy. The exception. You don’t think that anything is so simple that it can be boiled down to an axiom.” Preston had never really thought about himself that way. But he supposed that, in a sense, she was right. He had always needed an escape hatch. There were no universal truths. And it made him feel so very tired, tired of being in his own head. “But perhaps that’s how I know that I love you,” he said at last. “Because it is simple. Because all the quibbling in my mind goes silent when I look into your eyes.” And it was true. When he looked at her he knew—he knew—beyond the shadow of a doubt, even when everything he did was always couched in exceptions, in what-ifs—that it was exactly where he belonged. Golden light danced in her eyes, and they gleamed like the green-fire torches in his underwater world. In his palace, where he worshipped her like a saint. His fairy-tale girl. “I mean it,” he said softly, when Effy still didn’t reply. “Can’t you believe me? You know what a terrible liar I am.” She believed in fairies, in monsters, in magic, but she couldn’t believe that he loved her completely and without reserve? It made him tired, too. And mournful. “I’ll try,” she replied finally, her voice little more than a whisper. “All right,” Preston said. What more could he ask? He took the last sip of his drink and then set it down on a nearby table. “Will you dance with me?” Effy nodded. She put down her glass, still half-full, the ice melting, and took his hand. He led her out onto the dance floor, surrounded by swaying couples, sequins glinting in girls’ dresses and fabric swishing, wool against silk. Preston braced his arm around her waist, and she curled hers around his shoulder. For several moments, they danced in silence, keeping pace with the couples around them. The music lulled and then swelled. It was a slow song, and a sad one, at least to Preston’s mind. His face was so close to Effy’s that he could see the fluttery shadow of her lashes against her cheek, the single strand of golden hair come loose and now feathering against her jaw. He could see the way the pearls gleamed against her skin, smooth and marble pale. “Do you remember,” she said, “the last time we danced?” “Of course. Blackmar’s party. After Marlowe…” “You saved me,” Effy broke in. “I felt safe with you. It was the first time I realized—the first time I knew that I wanted… you.” Preston smiled. “Then you were slower to come around than I was.” “Oh?” “I told you,” he said. “I wanted you since the very first day. Since I wrote your name on that paper.” He felt his cheeks warm. He knew it was silly, to be embarrassed by that now, but he went on, “I almost kissed you that night, at Blackmar’s.” The corner of her mouth quivered. “Why didn’t you?” “I was afraid, I suppose. Afraid that you wouldn’t want me to. Afraid that I could hurt you.” “Well,” she said slowly, as the song neared its end, “you don’t have to be afraid of that now.” She pushed herself up, onto her tiptoes, and Preston dipped his head, lowering his mouth to hers. All around them, other couples dipped and whirled. But in the filmy darkness behind his eyelids, it was only Effy’s face he saw, her golden hair, her wide, dreaming gaze. She was sheltered here, in his arms, at least for the moment. When he opened his eyes again, the candles on the wall seemed to burn faintly green. He blinked, and the illusion vanished, but the sense of contentment remained. Effy was safe in that underwater palace, in the realm where he was king. He would keep her safe in this world, too. At any cost. Excerpted from A Theory of Dreaming, copyright © 2025 by Ava Reid. The post Read an Excerpt From <i>A Theory of Dreaming</i> by Ava Reid appeared first on Reactor.

This week, the House of Representatives is expected to vote on the Rescissions Act of 2025 in response to a formal request submitted to Congress by President Donald Trump. From 1974 to 2000, it was commonplace for the president to request rescissions of funding under the Congressional Budget and Impoundment Control Act of 1974. In fact, every president from Gerald Ford through Bill Clinton both made rescission requests to Congress and signed them into law. Sadly, since the turn of the century, no president— Republican or Democrat— has made a formal rescissions request to Congress, with one exception: President Donald J. Trump. During his first term, President Trump requested $14.8 billion in rescissions from Congress, which unfortunately failed in the Senate by a 48-50 vote. Now, President Trump has requested $9.4 billion in total rescissions of previously appropriated funds for the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, U.S. Agency for International Development, and other foreign assistance programs. President Trump’s rescission proposal would not only save billions of dollars for taxpayers, but it would also eliminate woke and wasteful spending. White House Office of Management and Budget Director Russ Vought emphasized that the rescissions to various foreign aid programs are targeted and do not eliminate America’s foreign aid in its entirety. As noted by Vought, the proposed rescissions eliminate funding for woke programs abroad, programs that have failed in their execution to mitigate threats (such as containing Hezbollah), or programs that actively undermine the commander-in-chief’s vision for an America First foreign policy. In this rescissions package, the White House is not requesting Congress to reconsider the appropriate overall funding level that is enacted for foreign aid; they are simply asking Congress to affirm that failed programs need accountability and American tax dollars should not be wasted on politically charged programs that undermine the president overseas. In addition to proposed rescissions to foreign aid programs, President Trump has requested that Congress rescind $535 million, the full amount appropriated, to the Corporation for Public Broadcasting. As argued by Vought, these funds are “used to subsidize a public media system that is politically biased and an unnecessary expense to the taxpayer.” Earlier this year, a House Committee on Oversight hearing examining PBS and NPR bias exposed that NPR and PBS were wrong about COVID-19 origins, alleged Russian collusion, and the Hunter Biden laptop. Additionally, Chairman James Comer exposed how NPR attacked him while ignoring hundreds of pages of evidence collected by the committee of alleged Biden family impropriety, before Joe Biden pardoned his family during his final hours in office. I do not believe that any of my colleagues think the funding targeted by these rescissions is more important than funding for Americans’ safety and security, education, health care, Social Security, or many other federally funded programs. Yet, for 25 years, American presidents have sat on the sidelines when they could have requested rescissions from Congress to eliminate wasteful spending—every one of them, except President Trump. I applaud the president for his continued commitment to combating woke and wasteful spending. I hope this will be the first of many rescissions proposals as Republicans in Congress continue to partner with the president to rightsize government and stop wasting American people’s hard-earned tax dollars. We publish a variety of perspectives. Nothing written here is to be construed as representing the views of The Daily Signal. The post Rescinding Woke and Wasteful Spending appeared first on The Daily Signal.

Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth on Tuesday sharply criticized Democrats who accused the Marines and National Guard of being ill-equipped to respond to the riots in Los Angeles. . @SecDef was confronted about the Marine/National Guard Deployment in Los Angeles. "We believe that ICE has the right to safety conduct operations in ANY STATE AND ANY JURSIDICTION in the country. Especially after 21 million illegals have crossed into our country in the… pic.twitter.com/kzL2iuAZGk— DOD Rapid Response (@DODResponse) June 10, 2025 President Donald Trump on Monday afternoon deployed about 700 Marines to respond to the riots against Immigration and Customs Enforcement raids in Los Angeles. That followed Trump’s deployment of the California National Guard to the Los Angeles area when protests against ICE escalated into riots over the weekend. “Due to increased threats to federal law enforcement officers and federal buildings, approximately 700 active-duty U.S. Marines from Camp Pendleton are being deployed to Los Angeles to restore order,” Hegseth said on X at the time. “We have an obligation to defend federal law enforcement officers—even if Gavin Newsom will not.” Newsom, a Democrat, is governor of California. Rep. Betty McCollum, D-Minn., said that during the George Floyd riots of 2020 in Minneapolis, she didn’t think it was necessary for Marines to be deployed. “You are right. We are both originally from Minnesota,” Hegseth said. “Which is why I recall 2020 quite well, when Gov. [Tim] Walz abandoned a police precinct and allowed it to be burned to the ground—and also allowed five days of chaos to occur inside the streets of Minneapolis.” The National Guard was mobilized far too late in Minneapolis, thanks to Walz’ inaction, and Trump wasn’t going to let the situation in L.A. escalate to that point, the defense chief said. “If it gets out of control, it’s a bad situation for the citizens of any location,” Hegseth said. “So, in Los Angeles, we believe that ICE, which is a federal law enforcement agency, has the right to safely conduct operations in any state and any jurisdiction in the country, especially after 21 million illegals have crossed our border under the previous administration,” he said, adding: ICE ought be able to do its job, whether it’s [in] Minneapolis or Los Angeles. “We have deployed National Guard and the Marines to protect them in the execution of their duties, because we ought be able to enforce immigration law in this country, unlike what Gov. Walz did in 2020,” Hegseth said. “There are 17,000 [Los Angeles Police Department officers]. You mentioned that there would be 18,000, if not for the defund movement that folks like Gavin Newsom and Karen Bass have implemented. The police chief said she was overwhelmed, so we helped.” Rep. Pete Aguilar, D-Calif., asked Hegseth how long the Marines’ deployment will last, and why the U.S. was “unprepared to provide them basic necessities, such as such as food and water,” sparking a strong response from Hegseth. “Commanders and troops on the field are very well-prepared, sir,” he retorted, “They responded incredibly rapidly to a deteriorating situation with equipment and capabilities.” “There are moments where you make do as best you can, temporarily,” the secretary of defense added. “But we are ensuring they are housed, fed, water, capabilities in real time, from my office because I care that much about the California Guard and the Marines.” Hegseth slammed Aguilar’s “disingenuous attack that misrepresents our troops and what they’re doing to defend ICE agents.” “Nobody cares more about the troops at the top than this secretary,” he said amid attempts by Aguilar to interrupt him. Trump has “every authority” to mobilize the National Guard and active-duty troops under U.S. code for the purpose of protecting federal agents, according to Hegseth. “ICE agents need to be able to do their job,” the defense chief said. “They’re being attacked for doing their job, which is deporting illegal criminals. That should happen in any city, Minneapolis or Los Angeles, and if they’re attacked, that’s lawless. And President Trump believes in law and order.” Hegseth cited the many illegal immigrants waving flags from foreign countries and assaulting police officers at the riots. Rioters set police vehicles on fire, tossed concrete at law enforcement, vandalized news trucks, video footage of the scene shows. BREAKING: Los Angeles rioters have set a police cruiser on fire by lighting objects and dropping them from the overpass.California Highway Patrol is trapped in the underpass as rioters throw scooters and other projectiles at them.pic.twitter.com/oUvsPCv6JY— Collin Rugg (@CollinRugg) June 9, 2025 “The governor of California has failed to protect his people, along with the mayor of Los Angeles, and so President Trump has said he will protect our agents and our Guard, and Marines are proud to do it,” Trump said. Trump has warned Newsom that he’s “not playing around” about the violence in L.A. The president said without the help of the National Guard, the city would be burning. “A day ago, I called him up to tell him [he’s] got to do a better job,” Trump said. “He’s done a bad job, causing a lot of death and a lot of a lot of potential death.” The post Hegseth Fires Back at Democrats’ Criticism of Sending Troops to LA appeared first on The Daily Signal.

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The disinformers of ABC News’s The View were back at it again during Tuesday’s show as they falsely insisted that the riots in Los Angeles were “peaceful for days,” “very, very orderly,” and it was Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) who brought the “crisis” and "occupied" the city like an invading enemy. One co-host even tried to suggest that a few law enforcement officers getting attacked in the streets wasn’t that big of a deal, while also claiming another Kent State “will happen.” ABC News moderator Whoopi Goldberg opened the discussion by lamenting that people were seeing videos of the violence on social media and were “getting a much different view of what's going on in L.A. depending on where they're watching this play out, because it's quite different when you're talking to people in L.A. And very different than what you're seeing on the news.” Her source of facts and unbiased information? Her family, who told her the riots were “peaceful for days”: JOY BEHAR: Have you spoken to people in L.A.? GOLDBERG: My whole family is in L.A. BEHAR: What did they say? GOLDBERG: They saying, you know, people are mad. It's been peaceful for days and then suddenly these guys showed up and flipped everybody out. So, that's what my family is saying. “I heard the same thing,” co-host Sunny Hostin announced, backing up Goldberg. Claiming she “spoke to about five people that live in L.A., that work in L.A.,” she insisted that “these protests were very, very orderly, they weren't violent, and they occurred in about a four-block radius.”     According to Hostin, “the fact of the matter” was that “there is no crisis in Los Angeles that ICE did not cause.” “And we now know that Stephen Miller ordered -- his order that they arrest 3,000 people a day, that ICE arrests 3,000 people a day led to this,” she added. Using her latest set of scary buzzwords designed to fear monger, Hostin warned that “Trump is militarizing that state as a test run, as a test run to make sure that he can do it in places like New York, that he can do it in other sanctuary cities.” Seemingly building off of Hostin’s warning, co-host Joy Behar predicted that another Kent State situation “will happen”: I've seen this, you know, in my lifetime. You know, and sometimes kids get killed when this happens. In my day, it was Kent State and they killed four kids, American students, and nine were injured very severely in those days. And I think that they've got to be very careful with what they're doing because that's the next thing that will happen. After comparing the National Guard deployment to Afghanistan, co-host Alyssa Farah Griffin did call out how they “can't deny the imagery that you're seeing. There are cars being lit on fire. There are police officers being attacked. There are guardsmen being attacks.” Behar responded by seemingly trying to suggest that a relatively small number of them getting injured was fine and it was their own fault: FARAH GRIFFIN: You can't deny the imagery that you're seeing. There are cars being lit on fire. There are police officers being attacked. There are guardsmen being attacks. BEHAR: How many though?! I mean, compared to – FARAH GRIFFIN [Interrupts]: To be honest, I don't really care if you're hurting police officers, if you’re damaging property, that you should get your day in court for it. BEHAR: But nothing was happen like that until they sent the National Guard in. Goldberg closed out the segment with a ridiculous pivot, kvetching that the National Guard wasn’t called in when Eagles fans were rioting in celebration of the winning the Super Bowl. The transcript is below. Click "expand" to read: ABC’s The View June 10, 2024 11:02:45 a.m. Eastern (…) WHOOPI GOLDBERG: Are people getting a much different view of what's going on in L.A. depending on where they're watching this play out, because it's quite different when you're talking to people in L.A. SUNNY HOSTIN: Yeah. GOLDBERG: And very different than what you're seeing on the news. JOY BEHAR: Have you spoken to people in L.A.? GOLDBERG: My whole family is in L.A. BEHAR: What did they say? GOLDBERG: They saying, you know, people are mad. It's been peaceful for days and then suddenly these guys showed up and flipped everybody out. So, that's what my family is saying. HOSTIN: I heard the same thing. I spoke to about five people that live in L.A., that work in L.A. And they said that these protests were very, very orderly, they weren't violent, and they occurred in about a four-block radius. And we all know how large L.A. is. And so, in my view, there is no crisis in Los Angeles that ICE did not cause. That is the fact of the matter. Right? [Applause] BEHAR: Looks like that. HOSTIN: And we now know that Stephen Miller ordered -- his order that they arrest 3,000 people a day, that ICE arrests 3,000 people a day led to this. And what I will also say is, you know, California is the largest economy in the United States, has the largest economy, and it has sort of the -- you know, it's the largest state and has a GDP that's larger than many countries. And so, I think we have to look at what's happening from a bird's eye perspective, and look at the “why.” Trump is militarizing that state as a test run, as a test run to make sure that he can do it in places like New York, that he can do it in other sanctuary cities. And so, there is a plan to this, in my view. And I really think that there's no question that the LAPD, that has 9,000 police officers, could have handled this quite well instead of sending in 4,700 – [Crosstalk] BEHAR: I think that's very astute what you said. (…) 11:05:18 a.m. Eastern BEHAR: I've seen this, you know, in my lifetime. You know, and sometimes kids get killed when this happens. In my day, it was Kent State and they killed four kids, American students, and nine were injured very severely in those days. And I think that they've got to be very careful with what they're doing because that's the next thing that will happen. (…) 11:06:20 a.m. Eastern ALYSSA FARAH GRIFFIN: You can't deny the imagery that you're seeing. There are cars being lit on fire. There are police officers being attacked. There are guardsmen being attacks. BEHAR: How many though?! I mean, compared to – FARAH GRIFFIN: To be honest, I don't really care if you're hurting police officers, if you’re damaging property, that you should get your day in court for it. BEHAR: But nothing was happen like that until they sent the National Guard in. FARAH GRIFFIN: That's where it's on the governor to say, let's make this the biggest peaceful protest in history; but the second it gets violent, the governor needs to crackdown and show that he’s capable of leading. (…)