For decades, American conservatives have sounded the alarm about a slow-motion ideological invasion that most of the political class preferred to ignore. On November 18, 2025, Texas Governor Greg Abbott finally gave that warning the force of law: he designated the Muslim Brotherhood and its American front group CAIR as foreign terrorist organizations and transnational criminal organizations under Texas statutes, effectively banning them from owning property in the state and imposing crushing penalties on anyone who helps them.
In a move that perfectly encapsulates the Democratic Party's descent into ideological absurdity, Massachusetts Governor Maura Healey has appointed Giselle Byrd—a biological male who identifies as a transgender woman—to the Massachusetts Commission on the Status of Women. This isn't just an affront to common sense; it's a deliberate snub to the millions of actual women in the Bay State who deserve advocates fighting for their unique challenges, not performative gestures that erase biological reality.
In our sophisticated, postmodern world, some try to explain away the Bible’s accounts of demonization. They say first-century people were just misreading mental illness, epilepsy, or trauma. But the Gospels simply don’t support that reduction.
Civilizations do not collapse because their enemies are strong. They collapse because their foundations weaken. They collapse because their blacksmiths disappear—those individuals who shape conviction, truth, courage, and character.
I’m beginning to wonder if we’ll still be a nation by that anniversary. Rabbi Daniel Lapin has asked the same question. His study of history reveals that when large groups of people come together to build a society, their collective effort tends to last about 250 years.
In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus didn't whisper platitudes; He thundered truths that upended tables and challenged empires. "You are the salt of the earth," He declared, "but if salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? Yet today, far too many Christians embody flavorless salt, opting for a cushy complacency that mistakes silence for grace and avoidance for love.
The world is once again watching the Middle East with a mixture of confusion, frustration, and false hope. A cease-fire was announced. Negotiations were publicized. Headlines declared “progress.” But behind the diplomatic language and the endless press releases lies a simple, sobering truth: Hamas never intended to honor the Trump plan—because Hamas’ survival depends on deception.
So what do we have right now? A government that's reopened until January 30. A stimulus proposal that might happen. And a market that's stuck in consolidation, waiting for the next real catalyst.
In the grand theater of American politics, few acts are more tiresome than the Democrat elite's annual performance of "I'm Just Like You." They descend from their ivory towers—coastal estates, private jets, and Botox-fueled fundraisers—to lecture the working class on humility, all while their Federal Election Commission filings read like a Neiman Marcus catalog.
The Book of Enoch is one of the most fascinating and controversial writings in ancient Jewish tradition. It isn’t dismissed because it’s false—but because it’s frighteningly vivid, unapologetically supernatural, and uncomfortably revealing. Written sometime between 300 and 100 BC, it claims to record the visions of Enoch, the great-grandfather of Noah.
