SAVE Act Passes First Senate Hurdle Amid Strong Public Support
The GOP-controlled Senate voted narrowly to advance the SAVE America Act on Tuesday, an action that will kick off an intense debate that could last days. The vote was 51-48, with all Democrats and some Republicans voting against a measure that has overwhelming public support among both Republican and Democratic voters.
Senate Majority Leader John Thune (R-S.D.) is likely to introduce several amendments, including individual aspects of the overall bill for votes, such as dramatically curbing mail-in voting, requiring an ID to vote in all federal elections, and limiting school sports teams to participation based on boys’ and girls’ biological sex at birth.
Senate Republicans, preparing for a competitive midterm election cycle, are looking to use the expected rejection of legislation that has become a priority for President Donald Trump as a political issue against Democrats.
The Safeguard American Voter Eligibility Act would require proof of U.S. citizenship to register to vote and a photo ID to cast a ballot. The measure is unlikely to pass the Senate, where Republicans do not have the 60 votes needed to overcome a filibuster in the 100-member chamber.
With all Democrats expected to block the bill, Republican lawmakers have initiated an extended floor debate to draw attention to Democratic opposition to voter ID requirements.
Public opinion polling has shown broad support for voter identification laws across a range of voters, including those from both major political parties,
The Detroit News reported.
“We’re going to put every one of them on the record so that everyone in America knows that Republicans support voter ID and Democrats are the party of open borders and illegal voters,” Sen. John Barrasso of Wyoming, the chamber’s No. 2 Republican, told reporters.
Democrats have falsely claimed that the voter ID requirements would “disenfranchise” tens of millions of women and minorities—a typical talking point they often use to oppose GOP-backed legislation.
Some have even gone as far as labeling the SAVE America Act “Jim Crow 2.0,” though Democrats widely implemented so-called Jim Crow laws that enforced racial segregation following the Civil War and throughout most of the 20th century until they were overturned by the 1965 Civil Rights Act.
Democrats have also tried to claim—without evidence—that Trump backs the legislation so Republicans can fundamentally sway elections in their favor.
“Fundamentally, these are the American people’s elections. They’re not Donald Trump’s. They’re not the Republican Party’s. They’re not the Democratic Party’s,” Rep. Joe Morelle, top Democrat on the House Administration Committee, which oversees elections, told The Detroit News.
“When the American people recognize the president is trying to shut down or stop the work of election officials, I think there’s going to be an enormous outcry,” he added.
Democrats routinely claim that vote fraud in the U.S. is rare, but the FBI and other federal law enforcement agencies continue to find a plethora of examples. Also, FBI Director Kash Patel said last summer the bureau under his predecessor quashed an investigation into
alleged Chinese interference ahead of the 2024 election.
Patel said the plan involved the Chinese government providing fraudulent driver’s licenses to Chinese nationals in the U.S. so they could cast ballots for Biden, then Kamala Harris.
Following the 2020 election, Trump and others asserted there was widespread fraud due to the mass use of mail-in balloting without any real oversight, especially in Georgia. Democrats refuted that, but in December the Fulton County Election Board, which encompasses Atlanta,
admitted that 315,000 ballots were illegally certified without the required signatures on tabulator tapes from poll workers.
Fulton County Commission Chairman Robb Pitts provided the documentation and admitted to the error. He said the county commission had “nothing to hide,” though the state elections board had tried for a year unsuccessfully to obtain the same information.
Trump lost Georgia to Biden by a margin of 11,779 votes.
My Husband Left Me in Rags for His Mistress. He Didn't Know My Billionaire Father Owned the Gala.
He took his mistress to the most prestigious gala in the city and left me standing in an old evening dress, then looked me in the eye and said, ""You'll only embarrass me."" He thought humiliating me would be the end of the story. He had no idea that one phone call I'd kept hidden for three years was about to shake everything he had built.
""You really planned to wear that?""
My husband's voice drifted up from the front entrance, cold enough to make my hands tremble. I stood frozen in front of the bedroom mirror, staring at the navy dress I had treasured since before we got married. The fabric was still elegant, but time had begun to show along the sleeves. I smoothed them anyway, hoping they looked less obvious.
Outside, Spencer Reed stepped out of his black SUV looking like the perfect CEO, every inch polished and confident. From the hallway, I heard our housekeeper, Mrs. Evelyn, gently ask if she should tell me it was time to come downstairs.
""There isn't any reason,"" Spencer answered without hesitation. ""Paisley's coming with me.""
His words hit harder than a slap.
I walked to the window and watched him adjust his cuff links without even glancing toward the house. Three years of marriage... and somehow I still kept convincing myself that if I stayed humble enough, patient enough, invisible enough, he would eventually love me.
I was wrong.
The sound of high heels echoed through the marble foyer.
Paisley Dawson slipped beside him wearing a shimmering gold gown that looked like it belonged on a magazine cover. Around her neck sparkled a diamond necklace that cost more than I had probably spent on myself during our entire marriage.
She smiled sweetly before looking me up and down.
""So... you're the wife.""
Her eyes paused on my worn sleeves, and she laughed softly.
""Now I understand why Spencer never brings you anywhere.""
I waited.
Surely my husband would say something.
Anything.
Instead, he smiled at her.
""You look incredible.""
The room suddenly felt colder.
Paisley rested her hand possessively on his arm.
""The Apex Group charity gala isn't a place for someone dressed like... that,"" she said. ""Tonight will be filled with CEOs, senators, investors—people who actually matter. You'd only make Spencer look bad.""
Every word was carefully chosen to wound.
I turned to Spencer, refusing to let them see the anger building inside me.
He didn't defend me.
He didn't deny her words.
He simply offered Paisley his arm.
""We're late.""
That was all.
I stood silently as the front door closed behind them. A few seconds later, the SUV disappeared through the gates, its taillights fading into the evening.
Mrs. Evelyn quietly walked over and touched my arm.
""I'm so sorry, Mrs. Reed. Would you like me to make you some dinner?""
I forced a faint smile.
""No... thank you.""
I climbed the stairs alone and shut the bedroom door behind me. Through the window I could see the skyline where tonight's gala was already beginning, lights glowing above the city like another world I was never meant to enter.
Then my phone vibrated.
A message.
Unknown number.
When I opened it, my stomach dropped.
It was a selfie from the back seat of Spencer's SUV.
Paisley leaned against him with a smug grin, flashing a peace sign while Spencer's reflection appeared beside her in the window.
Below the photo she had written:
""By the time tonight is over, he'll belong to me completely. Have fun waiting at home.""
I didn't cry.
Instead, I walked to my vanity, opened the lowest drawer, and pulled out a small red velvet box I hadn't touched in three years.
Inside rested a SIM card.
The one I promised myself I'd never need again.
I slipped it into my phone.
Only one contact appeared.
Dad.
My thumb hovered over the screen before I finally pressed Call.
One ring.
Two.
Three.
Then I heard the voice I hadn't allowed myself to hear since I walked away from my family.
""Phoebe?""
His voice sounded older... but the concern was still there.
My throat tightened.
""Dad...""
For a moment I couldn't speak.
Then the words finally escaped.
""I want to come home.""
Silence.
Long enough to make my heart pound.
Finally, my father—Raymond Harrell, the billionaire whose name could open almost any door in the country—answered with a voice trembling from emotion.
""My little girl...""
Another pause.
""I'm coming to get you.""
In that instant, everything changed.
Spencer believed tonight would elevate his empire.
He had no idea the most powerful man he'd ever unknowingly offended was already on his way.
