250 Years of Free Speech in America: Endowed, Not Granted

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.

The U.S. coin story CNN failed to tell; Poly Cooper, the heroine of Valley Forge, will finally get her due.

As expected, the U.S. Mint will produce commemorative coins for the nation’s Semiquincentennial (250th anniversary) of the Declaration of Independence. Also as expected, CNN turned in an anti-Trump diatribe under the headline, “Killing the penny was just the start. Trump is rewriting the rules on America’s coin.”

The Real Story Behind the Gettysburg Handshake

We all know the iconic photo: an old Union veteran in blue shaking hands with a Confederate in gray at the 1913 Gettysburg reunion. It’s become the symbol of forgiveness — proof that America “healed” fifty years after the Civil War. But the truth underneath it is far more complicated.

Twenty-Five Years After 9/11: The Day America Lost Its Nerve—and Its Freedom

Next year marks twenty-five years since that blue-sky morning when the towers fell, the Pentagon burned, and the nation swore we’d never forget. We promised unity, courage, and vigilance. We sang “God Bless America” on the Capitol steps. And then, almost overnight, we traded freedom for fear and called it patriotism.

The 12 Days of Resilience with COL Nick Rowe: Day 1

Former POW of the Viet Cong, COL James N. Nick Rowe sits for an interview on resilience.

What I could use is in this 5th Generation War is 12 psychological gifts from the king of resilience, COL James N. “Nick” Rowe, U.S. Army Green Beret and survivor of five years as a Viet Cong prisoner of war in the swampy U Minh Forest of southernmost Vietnam.

Not my Father’s (or my Mother’s) Democratic Party

My parents were lifelong Democrats. My mother sometimes volunteered at polling stations during primary and general elections. My father, a lifelong salesman with a great gift of gab, occasionally canvassed for various Democratic candidates.