Culture

You want a passport? Shoulder a rifle, code for Space Force, or fix a jet—bleed a little red, white, and blue first, then we’ll talk.

Trump’s not looking to invade Iran—he’s watching it unravel, poker-faced behind sanctions and stealth strikes, daring the mullahs to blink again while Israel warms up the bunker busters.

Under Saddam, theft wasn’t a crime—it was the national business model, sanctified by fear, filmed for posterity, and sold back to the people like a bad memory on repeat.

The American flag isn’t merely a symbol—it’s a sacred thread woven through every act of service, every sacrifice, and every inch of freedom we’ve earned and must defend.

This isn’t leadership—it’s a petty vendetta wrapped in red, white, and blue packaging, and sold as justice to a crowd too angry to check the label.

The violent ignorance on display at institutions like Harvard and Columbia stems from a deliberate failure to provide historical truth, protect Jewish students, and deliver the education these universities were founded to uphold.

The Pope’s death isn’t just the end of a papacy—it’s the final curtain for a Church so out of touch it’s practically communicating in Morse code from a bygone century.

This is part one of a nine-part series of interviews SOFREP conducted with SEAL Team-Six founder Richard “Demo Dick” Marcinko

From the chilling echoes of Roswell to the high-tech probes of today’s Pentagon, America’s enduring obsession with UFOs reminds us that the skies hold mysteries far beyond our grasp—or at least, that’s what they want us to believe.

What follows is a story about one of my worst Navy bosses. After, I’ll discuss my top three takeaways and how this can help you in your career. Enjoy!

Israel’s patience with Iran’s nuclear ambitions is wearing thin, and if the Biden administration continues to stall, we may soon witness a high-stakes military confrontation that could embroil the entire region, dragging the U.S. along with it.

When I traded the dish pit for a military uniform, I thought I was leaving behind the chaos of a Chinese kitchen, but the military had a way of making me feel like I never left the wok.