Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
You don’t expect to feel history crunching under your boots when you’re dragging a tree stand into the woods. But at places like Fort Knox and Fort A.P. Hill, that’s exactly what you get—world-class hunting grounds layered over old farmsteads, lost churches, and more than a few hard truths about eminent domain.
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.
She never fired a shot at Camp Perry, but her fingerprints are on a thousand targets. She never wore a medal, but she helped hang hundreds around the necks of others. In every generation of American rifle shooting, there are traces of Mary Kay Wigger—the quiet force who kept the team on time, in line, and always believing they could win.
In 1999, I had the extraordinary honor of becoming the first American ever to win the title of Pfingstritter (Pentecost Knight) in the historic Büdinger Schützengesellschaft—a marksmanship society with roots dating back over 670 years.
For decades, the Critchfield 6400 has stood as the ultimate test of precision, endurance, and marksmanship in U.S. smallbore prone shooting. First fired in 1966 at Camp Perry, this grueling format made national champions out of legends—and left only a select few with a place in smallbore history.
The first day of the 2025 CMP Smallbore, Prone, Nationals felt less like a rifle match and more like we’d stumbled through a time portal.
We, the competitors, spectators, and lifelong fans of marksmanship, have already voted—with our feet, our wallets, and our participation. We want a future with meaningful national championships, access to historic national trophies, and a legitimate path to international teams like the Palma, Dewar, Pershing, and Roberts.
As Hap Rocketto might say—half-seriously, half with a twinkle in his eye—“the only thing better than a Distinguished badge is two of them.” Now, accomplished rifle shooters finally have the chance.
In the grand scope of American marksmanship, no name holds a more undisputed place in that pantheon than Lones Wigger—a man whose achievements, discipline, and character have set a benchmark few will ever touch.
Talking about that Greg Norman vanity project that dates back to 1994…
On The Eve Of The Open Championship The Fans Deserve A Practical Solution To Greg Norman’s Vanity Project
When I was just a kid—maybe 10 or 12—I met a man who would leave a quiet but lasting impression on my life: Eugene Lofton. To me, at that young age, he wasn’t just another face on the firing line; he was something extraordinary
Imagine getting an unexpected call and being told that you are to report to a new work site tomorrow for a job that you hadn’t even applied for. Now add to the fact that you are anchored in Tacoma, Washington and must be in Reading, Pennsylvania in 24 hours. You have no choice but to …
If you’re looking for a discipline that’s challenging, relaxing, affordable, and steeped in Americana, look no further. Smallbore prone is calling your name.
We want an American rock band that’s still performing. No more overproduced, auto-tuned pop acts. No more weird choreographed nonsense with people dressed as futuristic space demons. Just pure, unfiltered rock ‘n’ roll.
Whether you’re a veteran, hunter, law enforcement officer, or just someone with an AR and a desire to challenge yourself, this new sport may be the bridge between backyard plinking and competitive marksmanship you didn’t know you needed.
Sports That Have Degraded To The Point Of Being Unwatchable
The Dogs of War Trophy is one of the most coveted team awards in American marksmanship, awarded to the top squad in the National Trophy Team Match held annually at Camp Perry, Ohio.
The New York Times blames Florida for cheating. Yes, those wily Floridians dumped their state income tax in 1858 knowing that 59 years later the NHL would come into existence and eventually their state would get a couple of teams.
Fly fishing isn’t just a way to catch fish—it’s a deliberate dance, a poetic pursuit, and, as Norman Maclean wrote, “a religion, with a rod as the medium of conversion.”