Burn Down Capitalism? History Says You’ll Just Get a Bigger Tyrant.

Capitalism is broken, Washington is for sale, and America increasingly resembles an oligarchy with a customer loyalty program. But before we burn the whole system down, perhaps we should consult history. The French wanted liberty and got Napoleon. The Russians wanted equality and got Stalin. The Chinese wanted prosperity and got Mao. Every revolution promises to eliminate the ruling class, yet somehow produces another one with bigger boots and fewer restraints. Capitalism needs an overhaul, not a suicide pact. Because when you hit the economic reboot button, the new operating system might come preinstalled with a dictator—and no uninstall option.

Do We Need Purple Fingers to Save the Republic?

For 2,500 years, civilizations have battled election fraud with secret ballots, elaborate voting machines, sealed ballot boxes, and even purple ink. I witnessed that last method firsthand in Iraq, where citizens risked their lives to vote and proudly displayed their stained fingers. Today, America has technology the ancient Romans couldn’t imagine, yet we still argue about whether elections can be trusted. The problem isn’t just cheating—it’s what happens when citizens lose faith in the legitimacy of their government. Maybe America doesn’t need purple fingers. But if we can’t demonstrate election integrity, how long can we expect our republic to survive on trust alone?

Muslims Are An Invasive Species In Western Nations: To Survive, America Must Remove Them Or Contain Them

Muslims Are An Invasive Species In Western Nations: To Survive, America Must Remove Them Or Contain Them

Remember, 95% of adult Muslims vote in every election because their goal is to take over the United States of America! There is NO OTHER demographic who votes in such high numbers. Only sixty percent of Christians vote, for example.

Ballots or Bullets? — Freedom or Tyranny

We must face reality head on. We are on the precipice of tyranny. And we have a simple choice. We can choose to use our ballot to retain our freedoms, or we can defer, and be forced into using the bullet to gain them back. To inform us of that choice we must look at our recent history, and our nation’s history.

I Read the DSA’s Entire 2026 Platform and Mapped 10 Years of It Onto My Life in Ohio

A student asked me a question last spring that I still can’t shake.

We were finishing a unit, and I had gone off on one of my tangents (my students will tell you this happens roughly every eleven minutes). I was talking about how republics fall. Not with armies. With paperwork. A girl in the third row put her hand up and asked, very quietly, “Mr. Bski, could that happen here?”

I gave her the teacher answer. I said our system was built to make it very, very hard.

Pontiac’s War: How the Sausage Was Made

Americans love judging the brutality of modern wars while enjoying the comforts of a civilization built through conquest, bloodshed, and political maneuvering. Pontiac’s War of 1763 reminds us that Native Americans weren’t ignorant savages, but sophisticated warriors who understood intelligence, diplomacy, and coordinated military operations. This isn’t about apologizing for the sins of our fathers. It’s about understanding how the sausage was made. History isn’t a Disney movie, and civilization wasn’t built by fairy godmothers. Before condemning the speck in another nation’s eye, perhaps we should examine the log in our own. War has always been politics by other means. The weapons change. Human nature doesn’t.

Jesus, the Talmud, and the Sins of Our Fathers: History Is a Dirty Business

After decades of studying Christianity, I discovered something that genuinely surprised me: the Babylonian Talmud contains a passage describing Jesus Christ being punished in boiling excrement. Yes, it’s actually there. But history is a dirty business, and we’re remarkably good at pretending our ancestors smelled like roses. We don’t apologize for the sins of our fathers, nor should we remain prisoners of their prejudices. Scripture tells us to test all things, not blindly defend our tribe. Ecclesiastes 7:16 even warns against excessive self-righteousness. Perhaps it’s time we stopped judging history from our moral high horses and examined the logs sticking out of our own eyes. Different centuries, different costumes, same fallen humanity.

History Isn’t Safe—And That’s the Point: Why Modern Revisionism & Censorship Weakens Classic Literature

Amid the noise of judging yesterday on today’s morals, a far more pervasive and intellectually dishonest form of censorship is being overlooked: the ongoing sanitization of historical fiction and classic literature.

The Echo of Solzhenitsyn: Spiritual Warfare and the Illusion of Modern Man, Part 2

In his Harvard address, Solzhenitsyn offered a scathing critique of ideological conformity, which he perceived as a threat to genuine intellectual and moral freedom. He warned against the dangers of a monolithic worldview imposed by the state or society, which stifles individual thought and suppresses dissent. This critique remains strikingly relevant today, as various ideological forces seek to dominate public discourse and marginalize opposing viewpoints.

Jack O’Connor Would Have Loved the 6.5 Creedmoor

Jack O’Connor died in 1978, nearly 30 years before the 6.5 Creedmoor appeared, but judged by the standards he championed in The Hunting Rifle and decades of Outdoor Life writing, he probably would have loved it—even if it never displaced his beloved .270 Winchester. O’Connor valued accuracy, moderate recoil, flat-enough trajectory, high sectional density, efficient bullets, penetration, and above all the hunter’s ability to put a bullet precisely where it belonged. The Creedmoor checks virtually every box: a 140-grain 6.5mm bullet has excellent sectional density, modern high-BC bullets retain velocity remarkably well, recoil is lighter than the .270, and the cartridge is famously easy to shoot accurately. Where O’Connor would still favor the .270 is raw velocity and its flatter trajectory at ordinary hunting distances—especially important in his era, when hunters estimated range rather than pushing a button on a laser rangefinder. Ironically, O’Connor also admired cartridges such as the mild-mannered 7×57 Mauser and repeatedly argued that shot placement mattered more than horsepower. The funniest conclusion, then, is that the old-school hunters who dismiss the 6.5 Creedmoor as some newfangled fad might be surprised by their own patron saint: the Creedmoor is essentially an O’Connor hunting cartridge designed 30 years too late—accurate, efficient, mild to shoot, and powerful enough to kill what you’re hunting if you quit arguing about caliber and put the damned bullet where it belongs.

Trump’s plan for a presidential golf course

Ballroom, helicopter pad, a revamped Rose Garden. Trump will leave the presidency better than when he came in.

As his father lay dying in the family’s home in Palm Beach, President Kennedy visited the Old Man one final time. It was the last time the son would see the dad because 5 days later, Lee Harvey Oswald assassinated JFK.

Don’t Wait for the Rain: Elon Musk and Humanity’s Next Ark

Elon Musk isn’t Noah, and Mars isn’t the Ark—but the comparison raises an interesting question. Humanity has eight billion people, one planet, and no backup plan, while the richest man on Earth is spending his fortune trying to build one. Noah understood something we routinely forget: the time to build the Ark is before it begins to rain.

A Quiet Giant Awakes: Why Japan Is Shedding Decades of Strategic Passivity

I spent almost 10 years of my journalistic career covering Japan—a place long considered inscrutable by Westerners, even though today’s decidedly Westernized Japan is about as inscrutable as Iowa. During those years, I watched Japanese leaders wrestle with a foreign policy hamstrung by a constitution that essentially prohibits war as an option for failed diplomacy.

The View from Lincoln’s Steps

I am on the steps of Abraham Lincoln’s birthplace. The birth site of an American president. And it’s humbling.

No. Not just “humbling.” It’s humble. This humble cabin in which Lincoln was born is situated inside a proud Neoclassical memorial building made of both Tennessee marble and Connecticut granite. The cabin still has mud caked between the logs. The wood is rough and splintered. Just the way it was two hundred years ago.

5th Generation War, Part 5: Who Gets to Decide What Is True?

The ultimate weapon in fifth-generation warfare may not be a missile, a drone, or even propaganda. It may simply be convincing Americans that truth itself no longer exists. Once we believe elections are meaningless, institutions are irredeemably corrupt, rights belong only to our tribe, and our neighbors are enemies, nobody has to conquer us. But the answer cannot be a government Ministry of Truth deciding what citizens are allowed to believe. A free republic survives differently: evidence, transparency, free speech, skeptical citizens, honest institutions, and the freedom to argue—even to be wrong. It’s messy, frustrating, inefficient, and occasionally ridiculous. Good. That’s what freedom looks like. I’ll take the argument.