The vote to remove Minnesota Representative Ilhan Omar from Congress is finished....

Washington, D.C. - June 8, 2026
Rep. Randy Fine Signals Potential Expulsion Vote for Rep. Ilhan Omar and Introduces Dual Loyalty Legislation

Rep. Randy Fine, R-Fla., has indicated that a vote to expel Rep. Ilhan Omar, D-Minn., from Congress could move forward depending on the results of ongoing inquiries into allegations concerning her past. Fine specifically referenced expectations around information related to what he described as the “brother marriage thing.”
“We’re waiting to get the data on the brother marriage thing, which I think is coming,” Fine said during an interview. “If it turns out that that is actually the reality, will there be a vote on the floor to expel this woman from Congress? Absolutely.”
At the same time, Fine has introduced the “Disqualifying Dual Loyalty Act,” legislation that would require members of the House and Senate to hold allegiance solely to the United States. The proposal would mandate that lawmakers relinquish any foreign citizenship to remain in office.
Purpose of the Proposed Legislation
Fine framed the measure as necessary to ensure elected officials serve American interests without divided loyalties.
“The bottom line is that you can’t serve two masters,” Fine said. “If you’re going to serve in the United States Congress, you should serve America ONLY.”
Rep. Andy Harris, R-Md., expressed support for the broader effort, emphasizing national security implications beyond voting decisions.
“It’s not just about the vote,” Harris said. “It’s about access to our national security secrets. They get to learn things that people from their home countries would never get to know.”
Harris also noted the number of lawmakers born outside the United States and raised questions about whether all prior allegiances have been formally renounced. He and Fine cited Omar and at least one state-level lawmaker as examples of officials they believe may prioritize foreign interests over U.S. interests, though specific evidence for broader claims was not detailed in their public statements.
Expulsion Process and Legislative Challenges
Any expulsion vote in the House would require a two-thirds majority, a high threshold that is rarely met. No formal expulsion proceedings have been scheduled, and it remains unclear whether sufficient support exists to advance the measure.
The “Disqualifying Dual Loyalty Act” would apply to both chambers of Congress. However, it faces significant obstacles in the Senate, where Democrats hold control and have shown little interest in advancing similar proposals.
“The Senate will never, ever pass it,” Harris said. “But we want to get it done […] it’s about Americans first.”
Broader Political Context
Fine described the legislation as part of a longer-term effort to reshape standards for holding federal office. He stated that the goal is to “weed out” individuals with divided loyalties and reinforce public trust in Congress.
The renewed focus on Omar, combined with the introduction of the dual loyalty measure, has intensified debate over issues of eligibility, loyalty, and national security within Congress. Supporters argue that dual citizenship creates potential conflicts, particularly for lawmakers with access to classified information. Critics of the effort maintain that existing constitutional requirements and ethical standards are sufficient.
The situation continues to develop as lawmakers consider both the specific allegations involving Omar and the wider implications of the proposed legislation.
My Husband Slapped Me Twice in His Jewelry Store—Then I Discovered He'd Forged My Signature to Steal My Mother's Company

My husband slapped me twice in his luxury jewelry store while his mistress smiled. I left my wedding ring on the counter and warned him about his shares. But he had no idea I'd discovered a forged document giving him control of my inheritance. With my twenty-ninth birthday approaching, he was preparing to sell my mother's beloved workshop. Then an old photograph arrived from Vermont. The man in it was my father—the man I'd buried seventeen years earlier. And my husband already knew he was alive.
PART 1.
Nathan's hand connected with my face before I could finish saying his name.
The first slap sent my head turning toward a glass display filled with emerald necklaces.
The second knocked me backward against the counter, and I lost my balance, landing hard on the polished marble floor of his Madison Avenue jewelry store.
For a moment, all I could hear was the soft music playing through the ceiling speakers.
Nathan stood over me, breathing heavily.
Celeste Rowan watched from beside a brightly illuminated jewelry case, wearing a champagne-colored silk dress and a smile that made my stomach turn.
She didn't move to help me.
"Why are you here?" Nathan demanded.
"Are you following me now? You can't just show up and cause a scene."
I touched my cheek.
Blood filled my mouth where my teeth had cut the inside of it.
Near the entrance, an employee stopped arranging a tray of jewelry.
Another worker looked down at the floor.
Nobody said anything.
Four years earlier, Nathan had slipped a diamond ring onto my finger and promised that we would build something beautiful together.
Now he had struck me in front of the woman he'd been sleeping with for six months.
I pushed myself upright.
"I came to give you something back."
My fingers trembled as I removed my wedding ring.
I placed it carefully on the glass counter.
Celeste's smile widened.
"I guess she finally understands," she murmured.
I ignored her.
"My lawyer will be claiming half your shares by tomorrow," I told Nathan.
His expression changed.
The anger disappeared so quickly that it almost frightened me.
"Emma, wait."
I turned toward the entrance.
"Emma, you don't understand what you're doing."
"That's funny," I said quietly.
"Because for the first time in four years, I think I do."
He followed me halfway across the showroom.
"Don't make this ugly."
I looked back at the woman standing beside him.
"You already did."
Outside, I climbed into a cab and photographed my swelling cheek before calling Maya Ortiz.
Maya had been my attorney for only eight days.
In those eight days, she'd uncovered enough irregularities in my mother's company records to make me question almost everything I believed about my marriage.
"Did you go to the store?" she asked.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"Nathan hit me. Twice."
She went silent.
Then her voice sharpened.
"Are you safe?"
"I'm in a cab."
"Go directly to urgent care. I'll meet you there. And Emma?"
"Yes?"
"Don't speak to him again."
I stared through the window at the traffic moving along Madison Avenue.
"I need you to preserve the security footage," I said.
"We will."
"And I need that shareholder meeting stopped."
Maya exhaled.
"We're working on it."
The meeting was scheduled for Friday.
My twenty-ninth birthday.
It was also the day a document bearing my forged signature supposedly transferred the voting rights attached to my forty-two percent ownership interest in Vale Atelier to Nathan.
My mother, Louise Vale, had spent thirty years building the workshop.
Nathan intended to sell it.
And unless we could prove the document was fraudulent, he might have enough voting power to make that happen.
The signature looked convincing.
The notary stamp appeared legitimate.
But I had been in Portland, Oregon, with my aunt on the day I supposedly signed it.
I had never authorized Nathan to vote my shares.
That evening, after a doctor examined my injuries and I gave a statement to the police, my phone vibrated.
The message came from Ruth Miller, my mother's retired bookkeeper.
There was a photograph attached.
A gray-haired man stood outside a small repair shop in Vermont.
He held a jeweler's loupe against one eye.
His faded green field jacket looked painfully familiar.
So did the pale scar running across his left thumb.
I enlarged the photograph.
My breath stopped.
I had seen that face in framed photographs, birthday albums, and dreams for seventeen years.
Martin Vale.
My father.
The man whose empty coffin I had watched disappear into the ground when I was twelve.
Below the photograph, Ruth had written:
Emma, I think you deserve the truth.
Then another message arrived.
Please don't tell Nathan I've contacted you. I believe he's already found your father.
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