Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
As a predominantly Christian nation, we welcomed everyone through legal immigration. We expected everyone to share the same values—freedom, self-reliance, capitalism, and the willingness to learn and speak English.
Along comes AI —the great new hope to solve all our problems. AI, created by hopeful modern tech acolytes of the Gilgamesh saga, who themselves hope to cheat death, cannot be moved away from their goal: immortality.
The curtain fell quietly on a 232-year tradition as the U.S. Mint struck the last penny this month in Philadelphia. This ended one of the longest runs in American history. For years the penny had become a costly relic and was more nostalgic than useful and too expensive to mint.
The modern New Age movement loves to pretend it’s some groundbreaking spiritual awakening, but it’s really just repackaged Gnosticism wearing yoga pants and clutching a crystal.
Let’s be honest: this season is a pressure cooker disguised with twinkly lights. Credit cards get maxed out, travel is miserable, food is overpriced, and somehow every family expects you to teleport between states so you can sit at a table with your cousin who still thinks you “changed after high school.”
Yesterday, six Democrats^ in the US Senate and US House released an ad urging military members to defy Commander in Chief Trump’s orders, that is, to mutiny. Democrats are trying to create a trigger (Step No. 8) which will cause civil war.
The Golden Rule is older than you might think. The first reference to The Rule comes from ancient Egypt, roughly 2000 BCE. “Do for one who may do for you, that you may cause him thus to do.”
There are women out there qualified for high office. But being a woman is not a qualification in and of itself.
Many in the press have enjoyed taking pot shots at President Donald Trump for his recent recommendation that the banking community make 50 year mortgages available to prospective homeowners.
The last penny has been minted. The humble American “pence” shall be no more. It’s too expensive to produce. It just doesn’t make sense. No pun implied.
We’ve built an empire around something that doesn’t actually exist — not in any tangible, survivable sense. Our currency, the almighty dollar, is a human invention with no intrinsic value, no caloric energy, no sheltering power. You can’t eat it, you can’t heat your home with it, and it doesn’t grow in the soil — yet people live and die by it.
In most cases, the difficulty with social intercourse is due to either a misunderstanding due to definitions, foreign language translations or unfamiliarity of certain terms.
Part III – Rescuing a Dying Tradition: Rebuilding the American Hunter “If We Don’t Pass It On, We’ll Bury It Beside the Campfire.” The numbers are grim but not terminal. Hunting can be saved—but not by bureaucracy. It will be saved the same way it began: neighbor to neighbor, family to family, and a kid’s …
I got to thinking about the ever-growing list of things you can’t do anymore. And I’m not talking about the big things, such as smoking unfiltered Camels in the maternity-ward waiting room. Actually, it’s not a “maternity ward” anymore. It’s the “labor and delivery unit.” “Maternity ward” is a sexist term implying that only women have babies.
When Congress passed the Pittman–Robertson Act of 1947, it did something rare: it trusted ordinary citizens more than bureaucrats. Hunters agreed to tax themselves—an excise on firearms, ammunition, and archery gear—to restore the nation’s wildlife. Every box of shells, every rifle sale, sent dollars straight to state conservation agencies. No congressional earmarks, no political games.
When I retired in 2017 and finally got settled back in Michigan around 2019, I decided to try something new — teaching. I earned my interim certificate and took a job in what turned out to be one of the poorest counties in the state, measured by home values and income. You could see the poverty in the houses, the roads, and, more than anything, the expectations kids had for themselves.
The airport was slammed. We checked in at the kiosk. Checked our luggage. Then stood in a four-mile line so that TSA agents could fondle us. Then we rushed to our terminal, hauling our baggage, just in time for…Our flight to be delayed.
The surprise about The Satanic Bible is that it isn’t really about devils. It’s about power. Stripped of capes and candles, the book reads like a manual for breaking down civic bonds and replacing them with private whim — which is exactly what totalitarians, petty tyrants, and authoritarian movements have always wanted.
Anton Szandor LaVey wasn’t born a villain — he rehearsed and performed one. Born Howard Stanton Levey in 1930, he reinvented himself as “Anton” and built a career out of spectacle, provocation, and carefully staged outrage.
Dear Karen, We need to talk. Not about your latte, not about your emotional support Yorkie, and not about your urgent need to “speak to the manager.” This is an educational intervention.