Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
Morning. I am driving two-lane highways in the backcountry of Missouri. I have been sharing the highway with mostly rusty pickups and Massey Ferguson farm implements. Also deer.
Missouri. The place where the western prairie meets the southern cotton patches. It’s a foreign land to me.
You’d never know I was born in Missouri. You’d never guess my father died in Missouri.
I’m about to say something controversial. Buckle up.
You need a license to drive a car. A license to cut hair. A license to catch fish. A license to carry a concealed weapon. But any two people can create a human life with ZERO accountability?
If you have high blood pressure, you may want to stop reading now!
I’m about to show you how the federal government has been ROBBING you blind for your entire working life, and the numbers are going to make you absolutely FURIOUS.
“There’s a bug on my leg!” said Becca.
“There’s no bug on your leg,” I said confidently.
“Are you SURE?”
“Absotively,” I said.
Vice President JD Vance and his wife, second lady Usha Vance, have welcomed their fourth child, Alec Neel Vance. He is the first child born to a sitting US vice president in more than 150 years.
There’s a popular internet meme that we used to think a lack of information made people stupid, but nope, it wasn’t that! We have a wealth of information at our fingertips, but stupid people are still stupid. Public school teachers are supposed to be educated, with at least a baccalaureate degree, and frequently an expectation …
Can America’s newest graduates explain the difference between a two-stroke and a four-stroke engine? Probably not—and that’s the point. Somewhere along the way, we traded shop class for screen time and mechanical know-how for digital convenience. This isn’t really about lawn mowers or chainsaws. It’s about what happens when a society can build apps but struggles to understand the machines that keep the lights on, the food growing, and the country moving. Maybe it’s time to ask whether practical knowledge still deserves a place in a modern education.
I am sitting at my airline gate. I have been waiting here since the Peloponnesian Wars. I am people-watching because there is nothing else to do while I wait for my plane. The main person I am watching is a guy in the seating area. He is maybe mid-80s. With him are six children. He appears to be the sole adult in their company. There are no other grownups with him.
It was late. I was leaving South Carolina, where I’d just made a speech in Columbia. I had an all-night drive ahead of me.
I was on the way to the shed. Walking through the yard. I saw something in the grass. It was fluttering in the weeds. I could see its wings.
I can understand how the left might have sympathy for illegal immigrants who have tried all along to be good people, but to attempt deliberately to keep a convicted sex offender in the country? Just how stupid can they be?
I’ll call her Rebecca. She’s from Washington D.C. Her email started off like this:
“Dear Sean, I don’t know what to do, my mother just died of brain cancer… I am only 18 years old, and she was all I have left…
“She read your Facebook posts, and I am hurting… I know you can’t help me, but I don’t know who else to tell.”
I am a science teacher. So before we do anything else, we are going to look at the actual data. Because the data DESTROYS the entire narrative.
Black poverty in America fell from 87 percent in 1940 to 47 percent in 1960. That is FORTY POINTS in twenty years. Before the Great Society. Before Lyndon Johnson’s War on Poverty. Before a single dollar of the $22 trillion the federal government has spent on poverty programs since 1965. The free market, economic growth, and an intact family culture did that — forty points — in two decades.
Dear little girl, you are not ugly. I say this because currently, over 78 percent of American young girls think they are ugly. Over 78 percent of girls hate their physical appearance. Seventy-eight percent despise their own self-image. Seventy-eight percent are disgusted with themselves.
Dear kid,
I know this is a hard day for you. It’s hard because everyone in the known solar system is throwing a party for their dad, and you’re not.
The young Walmart cashier looked at me from across her counter. She had just finished ringing up my underpants when she recited my total from the register screen.
I reached into my pocket to pay.
Today is National Eat Your Vegetables Day. Frankly I didn’t know there was such a day. And I don’t know why it exists. Or who invented it.
Mom was middle-aged. Maybe early fifties. Her daughter was maybe 18. You could tell it was her daughter because of the way she kept rolling her eyes whenever the middle-aged woman opened her mouth.
Fox News’ Lucas Tomlinson joins ‘Varney & Co.’ to discuss warnings from educators about a growing discipline crisis in schools, as new data shows rising threats and violence against teachers since the COVID-19 pandemic.
In the 1960s, I was the boy who was embarrassed about growing up without a father in small-town Mt Sterling, Kentucky. Divorce was far less common at the time, and all of the kids I knew in Mt Sterling Elementary School had fathers, or at least the ones about whom I knew anything about their …