Attorney General Pam Bondi and FBI Director Kash Patel have given Congress a new set of documents that show how Bill and Hillary Clinton’s foundation took donations from both foreign and domestic groups that wanted to have an impact.This has raised new concerns that federal prosecutors who tried to look into pay-to-play claims against the former first family ten years ago were not given this evidence.
Just the News was told by officials that the documents were sent to the Senate Judiciary Committee in the last few days. They show many times that foreigners and even a U.S. defense contractor tried to win over the Clintons by giving money to their family charity, even when Hillary Clinton was Secretary of State. Bill Clinton was the U.S. president from 1993 to 2001.
The officials stated that some of the information was brought to their attention by whistleblowers who indicated that it was hidden from a corruption probe that the Little Rock, Ark., U.S. attorney’s office was doing in 2015 before the Obama administration’s Justice Department shut it down.
The documents will make clear that there was an effort “to obstruct legitimate inquiries into the Foundation by blocking real investigation by line-level FBI agents and DOJ field prosecutors and keeping them from following the money,” said one official directly familiar with the documents.
Hillary Clinton is still engulfed in allegations from the Trump-Russia collusion hoax.
New disclosures from the government’s “Crossfire Hurricane” investigation into the 2016 election, otherwise known as alleged “Trump-Russia collusion,” have revealed a stunning admission from top Obama-era officials.
A newly declassified memo, released by Director of Intelligence Tulsi Gabbard, shows that U.S. intelligence officials concluded Russia did not play a significant role in Donald Trump’s victory over Hillary Clinton.
Paul Sperry, a senior reporter for Real Clear Investigations, reported that sources informed him that there are damning text messages and emails showing coordination between the Obama administration and Hillary Clinton’s 2016 campaign aides.
The documents released by Gabbard are the clearest proof yet that officials within the Obama administration had serious doubts about Russian interference, even as they proceeded with the investigation.
The memo, dated 2016, told then-President Barack Obama directly that “Russian and criminal actors did not impact recent US election results by conducting malicious cyber activities against election infrastructure.”
While acknowledging prior reports about a possible breach of Illinois voter rolls and failed targeting attempts in other states, the memo clearly states that those efforts never compromised voting systems—and didn’t come close to altering results.
“The targeting of infrastructure not used in casting ballots makes it highly unlikely it would have resulted in altering any state’s official vote,” the document reads. It goes further: “Criminal activity also failed to reach the scale and sophistication necessary to change election outcomes.”
The disclosure is a major vindication for Trump, who has long argued that the Russia collusion narrative was a hoax pushed by the Clinton campaign and Obama intelligence officials to sabotage his presidency before it began.
And now the pressure is turning on the people who pushed it.
FBI officials are preparing the groundwork for a possible criminal investigation into former CIA Director John Brennan, former FBI Director James Comey, and others involved in launching and running the Crossfire Hurricane probe.
This document falsely claimed connections between Trump and Russian agents.
A 200-page congressional audit has been compiled after a secret meeting last weekend between the DOJ and intelligence officials. They’re now looking at whether to declassify even more documents, including Crossfire Hurricane notes and transcripts from special counsel John Durham’s investigation, which concluded in 2023 that the Trump–Russia connection was baseless.
Gabbard’s disclosure appears to be the first step in a broader transparency effort.
*Bridge Collapse After Earthquake: A Close Call**
In the aftermath of a recent earthquake, a bridge support suffered significant damage, leading to its collapse. Fortunately, the failure was limited to the outer concrete structure, sparing the integral components beneath. Although the incident was alarming, the quick response by emergency teams helped prevent any casualties. The situation serves as a stark reminder of the importance of regular infrastructure assessments, especially in quake-prone areas.
The incident has sparked discussions on social media, with many users sharing their thoughts and experiences using hashtags like #crash and #car. The bridge, a crucial part of the local transit system, was closed temporarily as engineers conducted thorough inspections to ensure safety and prevent any further damage. Local authorities are now considering a comprehensive review of all bridges in the region to avoid similar incidents in the future.
The community has shown remarkable resilience in the face of this adversity, with many locals coming together to offer assistance and support to those affected. While the bridge remains closed, alternative routes have been established to ensure minimal disruption to daily commutes. As reconstruction efforts begin, the focus remains on enhancing the strength and durability of infrastructure to withstand future seismic events.
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The morning light crept through a blanket of dull clouds, caught between rain and stillness. A soft mist clung to the glass panes while I stood motionless in the kitchen. The coffee maker gave its final beep, but I didn’t move. I wasn’t ready—for warmth, for focus, or for the echo of last night. A pair of freshly polished shoes sat by the door, untouched since yesterday. They felt misplaced now. Quiet reminders of an evening that began in celebration but ended in silence. There’d been no voice calling my name after I slipped away. Only the hum of the radiator. The distant bark of a neighbor’s dog. No one noticed I had left before the first dance ended.
By now, he would’ve opened the email. The one I typed with calm fingers but a heart too fractured to feel the pain. Not out of rage. Not to punish. But from something colder than both. I returned to the table. My laptop screen still glowed, a single line staring back at me—one I hadn’t dared to say out loud until now. The cursor blinked slowly, like it was waiting—for a revision, a softer phrasing, an apology. But nothing came.
His laughter from last night still echoed in my mind—sharp and cool, wrapped in polite cruelty. “She’s used to leftovers. She’ll manage.” I didn’t react then. But now, in the stillness of dawn, his words hovered in the air like fog that refused to clear. He never knew the full story. The quiet sacrifices. The choices made in silence. The parts of myself I’d handed over so he could thrive. Under the glow of wedding lights and crystal glasses, something inside me broke. The woman he thought he knew—the quiet, ever-grateful mother—she didn’t follow me home last night. Someone else did.
At 3:47 a.m., I hit “send.” And by now… he’d read it. I imagined him waking up, rubbing the remnants of sleep from his eyes, reaching for his phone with the naive assumption that life was as it always had been. Until he saw my name in his inbox. Until he opened the email and read the words that I could never bring myself to say aloud. The truth that I couldn’t dress up in nostalgia or excuse with love. The line that read: “Sometimes, love means knowing when to walk away.”
As I stood in the kitchen, the hush of the early hour offered an unexpected solace—a chance for quiet reflection. My decision to leave the wedding without a word wasn’t an impulsive act of defiance but a necessary step towards self-preservation. I had realized that respect, much like love, cannot be demanded; it must be earned and reciprocated.
The email wasn’t a declaration of estrangement but a call for understanding. A request for him to see beyond the façade of the mother he thought he knew, to recognize the person who had quietly stood behind him all those years. Perhaps, in time, he would understand the depth of my silence, the strength in my departure. Perhaps he would learn that sometimes, in letting go, we find the space to grow closer.
As the morning began to settle into its rhythm, I took a deep breath and finally poured myself a cup of coffee. The warmth seeped into my hands, grounding me in that moment of newfound clarity. Life, much like the weather, would shift and change. But for now, there was peace in knowing that I had finally spoken my truth. And perhaps, just perhaps, he would find the courage to hear it.