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If the American Dream is dying, it is because a self-anointed New Nobility has quietly rigged the system to fatten its portfolios while telling the rest of us to admire the yacht.

Grimes Davis rode through the dark like a man convinced Providence had tapped him on the shoulder, turning a doomed garrison’s last breath into one of the boldest jailbreaks the war ever saw.

From a cotton field in Arkansas to a tank deck in Vietnam, Nicky Bacon showed how a squad leader with a forged signature and a spine of steel can hold a fight, save his people, and keep serving long after the shooting stops.

Mr. Trump has treated his solemn oath as a disposable campaign slogan, shredding constitutional norms and moral standards while his enablers in Congress cower in silence before his vengeful whims.

If the United States is serious about protecting children and national security, it must draw a hard statutory line that bars anyone who moved comfortably in Jeffrey Epstein’s world, including Donald Trump, from ever again holding federal office.

A young lieutenant on Cemetery Ridge refused to fall back even as his own body failed him, choosing to stand by his guns and hurl steel into the teeth of Pickett’s Charge until the last breath left his lungs.

Using my VA loan through Navy Federal to buy a four unit place in Brooklyn is not just about finally getting my own NYC “Bat Cave,” it is about turning a hard earned benefit into an income producing asset that helps secure my family’s future.

Some people spend their lives chasing ghosts; I just needed to hear one more song to realize mine had been singing to me all along.

As a military commander who swore to provide for those under my charge, I find it unforgivable that elected leaders would let a shutdown — and the halting of SNAP benefits — become a political cudgel, abandoning the most vulnerable when duty demanded action.

The battlefield is about to drown in cheap, buzzing machines, and the Army is betting its future on swarms that die by the dozen so soldiers don’t have to.

Prepping isn’t panic theater—it’s common-sense responsibility: know your risks, pick a rally point, pack a waterproof bug-out tote for family (and pets), set clear triggers, and practice it until when your kid asks “what do we do now?” your answer is a calm, confident “follow me.”

From the economy to foreign policy, this presidency has traded unity for grievance, competence for chaos, and American strength for a politics of division that leaves our people paying the price.