While Harris/Walz spin their campaign as “joy,” wanting to be “Momala” and “Dad Walz,” it would be a grave mistake to lean on the government in this way.
Separation of church and state does not mean separation of government from God, separation of biblical principles from law, or separation of believers from the political process.
Cities simply cannot keep up with the rising rates of migrants and crime, and Americans cannot afford to fund the lives of illegal migrants or face the brunt of migrant-related violence.
I kept looking for light to celebrate the end of another work week, yet all I found was a slowly rising darkness in the headlines.
Which messaging do you prefer? The one that uses “make America great again” like an insult? Or the one who says, “Make America great again,” meaning making, keeping and preserving the greatness of our nation?
Congress, it’s time to act. Stop the reckless spending. Secure our elections. And if you can’t, then be prepared to face the consequences. Because if we don’t get it right, then shut it down.
Higher education, which once enjoyed wide favor, is increasingly viewed skeptically.
As Americans and Alabamians, we must seize this moment. Our leaders must be forward-thinking, and they should work in a bipartisan way to ensure that America is the world's hub of blockchain innovation and growth.
When I first moved to Alabama, people said the weather was going to be the worst thing to contend with. And they were right, to a point.
Will we appeal to whatever the left has established as the “new normal,” or will we appeal to an objective morality, a “more perfect” form of government? Will we appeal to the “spirit of the age,” or to God?
If you’re a politician and you want to win major points this election cycle, listen to the moms. Stop playing out of an old playbook and pay attention to today’s constituents. Women want to go home! Make it possible for them to do so if they choose.
Democrats have traded virtue for vice, and Republicans, if they play their cards correctly, can come out the winner.
What we’re doing isn’t working. Young people are our future, and America’s future is what’s at stake if we don’t get more school choice.
It is impossible to do justice without knowing the truth.
Mass amounts of Haitian immigrants have entered rural Alabama in Coffee County and Talladega County. Local officials were not notified of the relocation and have received no answers from the federal government about what is happening.
In a world increasingly full of false idols, Matt Walsh and the Daily Wire have managed to yet again desecrate the sacred sanctuary of Wokeness, a peculiar new religion fashionable today within the Western elite.
We must restore order so we can continue to be a blessing to others. We cannot be forced into benevolence. That’s not how this works.
Many Americans, especially young people, do not know the value of liberty. This makes them susceptible to the alluring promises of socialism, which they encounter on college campuses.
During election season, when every single vote is a true reflection of our values, interests and desires for the future, the influence of celebrities can truly be a double-edged sword.
The average American will spend 11 years of their life on their phone.
The influx of “legal” migrants in Springfield, Ohio, and in our own Alabama towns of Sylacauga, Athens, and now Coffee County, is finally capturing national attention – and rightly so.
Across the board, the debate was disappointing, and I doubt it will affect the vote outcome.
Someone recently told me that Birmingham-Southern College’s (BSC) attempted sale is “a fix.” Unsure at first, I can’t help shaking the unsettling feeling that perhaps it is.
Since Sept. 11, 2001, I believe the politicians who have failed to secure our southern border are accomplices – to terrorism. In my opinion, they have an enormous amount of blood on their hands.
The family is the most basic of all divine institutions, and the church and the state relate to the individual through the family.
Legal or illegal, these migrants are here and cannot be ignored.
There on the floor, lying on his back and slapping his white fluffy belly with violent glee, was Horatio the cat laughing at me.