Slavery/Modern Serfdom: The Comfortable Chains of the 21st Century
Today, the average American works nearly half the year just to pay taxes—federal, state, property, fuel, sales, even death.
Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
Today, the average American works nearly half the year just to pay taxes—federal, state, property, fuel, sales, even death.
Human beings are wired to survive, to move forward, to grow. Everything in our lived experience is framed by awareness, time, and continuity. We plan for tomorrow. We remember yesterday. So the concept of not existing — of a permanent pause button on all of reality — is so foreign to our operating system that it evokes panic, dread, or numbness.
In conventional wars, armies carry rifles and wear camouflage. In Civil War 2.0, your enemies wear lanyards, file lawsuits, code algorithms, and write policy memos. Their weapons aren’t bullets—they’re mandates, executive orders, subpoenas, shadowbans, and ESG scores. This isn’t just war—it’s fifth-generation occupation.
Bail “Reform” is working as planned, filling our streets with violent criminals. In Texas there is some effort to control this abuse of the bond system.
This is part one of a three part series on the hidden Civil War now taking place in these United States of America, a Civil War that most Americans don’t realize they are already involved in.
Imagine a nation burning while its citizens roast marshmallows over the flames, phones in hand, giggling at what a Kardashian had for lunch. That’s America in 2025—Rome with better Wi-Fi and worse priorities.
If you’ve studied history or lived it, you should be able to add the last name and put context into these lines:
“From my cold dead hands….” Heston
“Et tu Brute.” William
The phrase “My Body, My Choice” sounds empowering. It sounds liberating. But beneath the surface, it’s nothing more than a clever disguise for a brutal lie.
Liberals have to be held accountable for their actions against the law, no matter what position they hold.
In a 19th-century allegory often attributed to the French painter Jean-Léon Gérôme, Truth and Lie bathe together in a well. Suddenly, the Lie emerges, steals Truth’s clothes, and flees.
In my work as a Christian newspaper publisher, radio commentator at TV host, I often have people contact me requesting prayer and counseling. Most all who come for prayer and counsel are Christians.
It was 2018 when Christine Blasey Ford became the nation’s most televised accuser. With no corroborating evidence and no specific date of the alleged incident, Ford’s testimony against Brett Kavanaugh brought the Supreme Court nomination to a grinding halt.
In a world where opinions are currency and every smartphone is a pulpit, America suffers not from a lack of intelligence — but from an overabundance of confidence untethered to competence.
In today’s world, safety has become an obsession—from helicopter parenting to corporate risk aversion to an entire culture built around avoiding discomfort at all costs.
We The People can take heart that, in both percentage and in actually numbers, there are far fewer Americans promoting America’s destruction in 2025. Regardless the ratio of Useful Idiots to Enemies Of The People, every single American who is screaming in the streets is promoting America’s demise. Period.
On Monday, 6 celebrities formed an all-female crew aboard a Blue Origin space capsule for a suborbital space flight that lasted 11 minutes. The women included the wife of Jeff Bezos, singer Katy Perry and CBS presenter Gayle King. Public reaction was not what Bezos expected for him or his company
As more tragic incidents unfold, many safety experts, educators, and military veterans are asking: Is “Run, Hide, Fight,” really the best we can do?
The 83-year-old woman has been opening her home to pilgrims since before I was born. Currently, she is bustling around her house, gathering fresh towels and soaps for us. We are standing in her doorway, drenched, cold, and looking about as content as wet Himalayan cats.
Take a stroll through any American city, and you’ll find him: the modern urban male. Dressed in soft fabrics, sipping plant-based lattes, paralyzed by indecision, terrified of offending anyone, and spiritually neutered.
There are hundreds of pilgrims. Very few speak English. We are all from different countries, age groups, and walks of life. And yet, somehow, although we are foreigners sojourning in a strange land, we all manage to—this is beautiful—gripe about how slow the line moves.