Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
When Benjamin Franklin was asked what type of government had been created during that hot Philadelphia summer he replied, “A republic, if you can keep it.” Franklin wasn’t predicting the demise of our republic, he was observing that the baton was being passed to the self-governed. Our founders created the greatest republic the world has ever known, and then it became our duty to preserve it.
Nikita Krushchev may be gone, but his progeny live on…and they are still wreaking havoc.
At 250 years old, the United States has not collapsed. There are no tanks in the streets or dictators on balconies. Instead, America has done what nearly every revolution before it has done: it defeated an obvious form of tyranny and then slowly reconstructed a more efficient, more sophisticated version of it.
Enter the War Powers Resolution — Congress’s attempt to look relevant after Vietnam without actually reclaiming its authority. The War Powers Resolution is often defended as a guardrail. In reality, it’s a constitutional fig leaf stapled to a surrender note.
West Point does not need to be Harvard. America already has Harvard. What it needs—what it has always needed—is an academy singularly focused on producing officers whose primary purpose is to close with and destroy the enemy.
Americans didn’t wake up one morning and decide they wanted to live under surveillance, financial precarity, endless war, and algorithmic babysitting. This wasn’t a vote. It wasn’t even a debate. It was a process—slow, technical, wrapped in flags and fear, and sold as “temporary” at every stage.
Christians have been silent in face of the evil which is consuming America. The “Get Real” pundits wrestle with the idea of whether it is too late to save America. Has The Left done too much damage?
The 2nd Law of Thermodynamics states that, without external influence, everything in nature moves towards disorder. Put another way: without maintenance, all systems eventually fail. Power lines fall, engines seize, and republics collapse.
Phase 2 of a color revolution is the “streets on fire” phase. It looks organic. It feels spontaneous. It’s loud, chaotic, righteous, and emotionally intoxicating. This is where the dogs flood the streets. Students, activists, professional grievance collectors, and social-media revolutionaries with ring lights and Venmo links all sprint after the same thing: meaning.
Resorting to familiar attacks against President Trump, Tim Walz repeatedly declares Minnesota is at “war against the federal government.” Other posts diagnose Walz as, “This lunatic is SICK and DANGEROUS!” I have a question for the bellicose, belligerent spewer of anti-American words and defender of criminals, “Exactly who was criminally liable for being at war …
The facts were never complicated: an armed civilian inserted himself into a volatile confrontation with federal agents during an active operation. That’s not a courtroom debate. That’s a high-adrenaline environment where every decision carries lethal stakes. Rights don’t suspend physics. They don’t freeze human reaction time. They don’t override use-of-force laws that have existed for decades. You can be legally armed and still behave recklessly enough to trigger a fatal chain of events.
A house divided cannot stand. Right now, the National Rifle Association is living that proverb in real time, and it’s painful to watch—because for generations the NRA wasn’t just an organization. It was the standard-bearer. The steward. The institution that most Americans, whether they owned a firearm or not, understood as the big dog in the fight over the Second Amendment.
The only thing that makes our Constitution different from any other historical document is our willingness to defend the founding principles which it enshrines. Unfortunately, we are in a crisis because far too many people passively demand constitutional protections, without actively defending them.
America doesn’t usually lose its freedoms in one dramatic, movie-worthy moment. We lose them the way you lose your hearing at rifle range: one “WHAT?” at a time, until your wife is yelling from the kitchen and you’re just smiling like a happy idiot because you can’t hear the damage anymore.
Minneapolis isn’t “going through a moment.” Minneapolis is running a script.
And not the kind of script where everybody just hugs it out at the end and the credits roll over a lake with a canoe and a golden retriever. This is the other kind—the kind you used to see overseas, the kind cable news used to narrate like a nature documentary: Observe the fascinating uprising in its natural habitat. Note the coordinated chants. The symbolic signage. The sudden appearance of professionally printed banners that definitely came from someone’s garage printer.
As the Left screams louder and louder that the taxpayers have no right to run our own federal agencies, all it does is embolden the rest of us to respond, “Oh, Yes We Do.”
Every abortion is a bloody mess. Virginia Democrats are making a mess of the Virginia Constitution with a “Right to Reproductive Freedom. They’re determined to make killing a baby in the womb an “individual” right.
John Adams didn’t write the Constitution like a motivational poster. He wrote it like an engineer handing over a machine with a warning label: this will fail if misused. When he said, “Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other,” he wasn’t sermonizing. He was stating a design limitation.
For most of human history, speech was a permission, not a right. Kings, emperors, churches, and councils decided what could be said, written, or taught—and dissent was treated as disorder. The idea that ordinary people could openly criticize power was not just discouraged; it was dangerous.
Hunters were promised respect. We were promised constitutional protection. Instead, we got a regulatory maze where normal behavior is criminalized, enforcement is arbitrary, and tradition is treated as a threat. The same system that sells hunting licenses now treats hunters like suspects. The same agency that depends on hunter dollars increasingly acts as if it knows better than the people who live on and manage the land year-round.