Glenn: The Spirit is the most sophisticated alarm system ever. Use it.

Tonight, I’m going to cover what happened in Ohio and so much more, but we’re going to cover it in a slightly different way than everybody else is, I think. I don’t really know. I’m not really watching the other coverage on it.

I’ve been doing a lot of reading today, and I’m brought back to a gift somebody gave me and asked me to preserve. And I’ll show it to you tonight. I took all of these pieces, and I had them bound in a book called “Forgiveness is Found From Within.” It is a true American treasure. But to get here, I have to show you what we have to forgive.

It started yesterday. Yesterday evening in Ohio, a 911 operator received a panicked caller pleading for help. Here it is.

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Caller: Help me. I’m Amanda Berry.

Dispatcher: You need police, fire, or ambulance?

Caller: I need police.

Dispatcher: Okay, and what’s going on there?

Caller: I’ve been kidnapped and I’ve been missing for ten years, and I’m, I’m here, I’m free now.

Dispatcher: Okay, and what’s your address?

Caller: 2207 Seymour Avenue.

Dispatcher: 2207 Seymour. Looks like you’re calling me from 2210.

Caller: Huh?

Dispatcher: Looks like you’re calling me from 2210.

Caller: I can’t hear you.

Dispatcher: It looks like you are calling me from 2210 Seymour.

Caller: Yeah, I’m across the street; I’m using the phone.

Dispatcher: Okay, stay there with those neighbors. Talk to the police when they get there.

Caller: Okay.

Dispatcher: Thank you. Okay, talk to police when they get there.

Caller: Okay. Hello?

Dispatcher: Yeah, talk to the police when they get there.

Caller: Okay, are they on their way right now? I need them now.

Dispatcher: We’re going to send them as soon as we get a car open.

Caller: No, I need them now before he gets back.

Dispatcher: All right; we’re sending them, Okay?

Caller: Okay, I mean like right now.

Dispatcher: Who’s the guy you’re trying – who’s the guy who went out?

Caller: Um, his name is Ariel Castro.

Dispatcher: All right. How old is he?

Caller: He’s like 52.

Dispatcher: All right, and uh –

Caller: I’m Amanda Berry. I’ve been on the news for the last ten years.

Dispatcher: Okay, I got, I got that here. And, you said, what was his name again?

Caller: Uh, Ariel Castro.

Dispatcher: And is he white, black or Hispanic?

Caller: Uh, he’s Hispanic.

Dispatcher: What’s he wearing?

Caller (agitated): I don’t know, ‘cause he’s not here right now. That’s how I got away.

Dispatcher: When he left, what was he wearing?

Caller: Who knows (unintelligible).

Dispatcher: The police are on their way; talk to them when they get there.

This is really – this is just an amazing story, and that’s where the nightmare ended and new nightmares begin. Let me show you where that nightmare really began. It was April 21, 2003. It was 7:00 at night. Sixteen-year-old Amanda Berry was finishing up her shift at work at the Burger King, West 110th Street in Cleveland, Ohio. She was planning to walk three blocks home, but when her sister called, Amanda said, I found a ride home.

She was planning to celebrate her 17th birthday the very next day, but that never happened, because Amanda never came home, not that night, nor the next, nor the day after that. Her mom called police to report her missing, and the community rallied. Vigils were held. Simple searches were conducted. Fliers were handed out.

Almost exactly a year later, somebody else disappeared, this time a 14-year-old, special-needs student. She went missing. This is Gina. She went missing, same neighborhood, only a couple of blocks from where Amanda was missing. Now, the community is in real shock, and they rally again.

Police suspected the cases were connected, but they didn’t know how. But when they noticed that there was an older, less-reported kidnapping in 2000 in the same neighborhood, 20-year-old Michelle Knight, that’s when police said something’s really wrong here. Well, days led into weeks, and months, and all of the leads started to dry up, and many began to fear the worst.

You don’t usually survive a kidnapping very long. Odds are against it. But mom had this feeling inside of her. She said Amanda is still alive. Well, that’s what she felt, but then she made the mistake of going on a TV show and talking to a psychic. Well, here’s what the psychic told her, “I just hate this. She’s not alive, honey, and I’ll tell you why…Your daughter was not the type that would not have called you.”

Well, that went against everything that mom was feeling. She was confused. She was grieving, and she trusted the psychic instead of her own self. So she cleaned up Amanda’s things, and she gave away her computer and took down the pictures of her daughter. In an interview, she said, “Please don’t misunderstand me. I still don’t want to believe it. I want to have hope, but after a year and a half, what else is there? It seems like the God-honest truth. My daughter would always call home.”

So now, let’s go back to Amanda. The police are calling her now a hero. She’s a real hero in this case, because she made a daring escape. For ten years, she was in that house – ten. Amanda suffered mental torture, severe physical, sexual abuse. Reports now say police found chains hanging from the ceiling. The fear these girls had to have felt…but she survived.

After all of the fear and the pain, Amanda finally got to experience a little bit of joy regaining freedom. I don’t know how long it lasted, and how she must have ached to be held in her mother’s arms. And then she said, “Where’s mom?” Amanda’s mom never gave up her hope, but after that appearance with the psychic, her spirit was crushed. She died in March of 2006. Those who knew her said she died of a broken heart. She never got to see her daughter alive again.

The things Amanda and these girls, the things they went through, we’ll never understand, and the things they lost, we can’t even fathom – a decade worth of life. Think about where you were ten years ago when this kidnapping happened. Just then, the United States was invading Iraq. Apple launched its new iTunes Music Store, brand new then. It sold a million songs in the first week that she was missing.

We were all going to the Lord of the Rings. It broke box office records. Millions lost power during the Northeast blackout. Do you remember that? And Elizabeth Smart was found alive nine months after she was kidnapped. How much has changed since that period of time? How much have you changed?

I’ve told you before that the light is growing, but so is evil. The evil inside of these kidnappers is profound. A week after Amanda was kidnapped, her mom received a call from Amanda’s cell phone. It was a man. He said he was married to Amanda, and that she would see her in a few days. She asked to speak with Amanda, and he hung up. He never called back.

Ariel Castro attended at least two of the vigils for the missing girls. Now, he’s the guy who kidnapped the girls. He was holding them in his home, and he goes to mourn and hold a candle. His last post on his Facebook page on May 2nd, five days ago, reads this: “miracles really do happen, God is good :)”

Ariel, I don’t think God had anything to do with you, but miracles do happen. God is good. These women survived you. I don’t know about the good part of God, but Ariel, you should pay attention, because vengeance is His alone.

I was struck today, the fact that this is modern-day slavery. And slavery isn’t about race. Slavery is and always has been about control. It’s about power, and that power, that evil, is growing in our country. The reach for power and control, be it the government or in the place you work, it is growing, and it is ancient in nature.

We found out some new news today. On top of being held basically as a slave hostage, a sex-slave hostage, she also birthed a daughter of one of these early truly evil people during captivity. Imagine what birth was like. She didn’t go to a hospital. A new report is coming out this afternoon now alleging that the girls may have gotten pregnant multiple times, and that there is “disturbed dirt in the backyard.”

The evil that we are witnessing in our lifetime is difficult to comprehend. We have to recognize not only the things the girls went through, but we also should recognize they survived. Recognize that there is something in the human spirit that gets you through all of the madness.

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Sandra Ruiz: God works in mysterious ways. You would never – I mean, it’s just unbelievable, unbelievable. These girls, these women are so strong, stronger than I am. I will tell you that much. And they all have a positive attitude. And this is what we need from everyone. We need to still be a family, neighborhood with neighborhood. We need to watch out for all kids. Really, watch who your neighbor is, because you never know.

Watch who your neighbor is, because you never know. Don’t snoop around. Get to know your neighbor. Here’s a novel concept: talk to your neighbor. We’re all so busy zoned into our cell phones and our iPads, we don’t bother making human connections anymore. What do you say we look up from time to time? Look around. We might just see something.

I talked to a police officer today, because I’m going to show you some audio here in a second, and I asked, So if you saw something – I mean, you call the police, I mean, they’d think you’re nuts – I don’t know. Something’s wrong. The police officer told me, he said, “Glenn, I’ve listened to you for years. I think one of the most important things you’ve said in a long time is get to know your sheriff and get to know your local police.”

I thought about that this afternoon in this case. We used to know, I don’t know, Officer O’Malley or whoever it was. We knew the cops. My father, I remember, he got stopped a couple of times for a speeding ticket, and he knew. He was like, Hey, Steve. Bill. What are you doing?

We knew each other. And if you saw something wrong, you could call up and say, Hey Steve, you know me. You know I’m sane. There’s something not right here. And Steve may not have necessarily believed you, but he would’ve watched that house for a while. He might’ve told the other guys on the force, Hey, Bill know something.

When I look at this story, I’m amazed by one thing – the map. Look at how close these houses are together. They are right on top of each other. Ten years? A girl has a baby? Ten years – nothing? Where’s the community?

Incredibly, Child Protective Services, who I don’t count on to do anything, but I just want to point this out, Child Protective Services were sent to this home in 2004 because the suspect, a Cleveland school bus driver – that’s what the guy did – he left a young boy on the bus. So when he locked the bus up, here’s this kid trapped on the bus. Well, not supposed to do that. I wonder if the labor union was involved, because they knocked on his front door , but he didn’t answer the door, so they just left.

They never made contact with him. They never returned to his house. I mean, it’s amazing to me, especially when you remember what we’ve been watching on TV happening in California, when they bust through that door in Sacramento, California, remember? And they say, hey lady, we’re going to take your kid? Really? They didn’t even bother to come back. Now, give them the benefit of the doubt. They’re not looking for kidnapped girls, but what about the neighbors?

Amanda had a child, birthed the child. How in the world did no one notice a baby being born next door, or a baby crying? In a house that wasn’t supposed to have a baby, nobody noticed this?

The interview that is going viral right now is the guy who actually answered Amanda’s plea for help. She was banging on the door, and Charles Ramsey helped her escape. He gave a pretty memorable telling off to the reporters, and it was really amazing some of the things he said in its entirety. Let me just play a little bit of the clip here.

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Charles Ramsey: See, that girl, Amanda, told the police I ain’t just the only one. It’s some more girls up in that house. So they go in up there, you know, 30-40 deep, and when they came out, was just astonishing, because I thought they would come up with nothing. I figured, I mean, whoever she was – and like I said, my neighbor, you’ve got some big testicles to pull this off, bro, because we see this dude every day. I mean every day.

Q: How long have you lived here?

Charles Ramsey: I’ve been here a year. You see where I’m coming from? I barbecue with this dude. We eat ribs and whatnot and listen to salsa music. You see where I’m coming from?

Q: And you had no indication that there was anything going on?

Charles Ramsey: Not a – bro, not a clue that that girl was in that house, or anybody else was in there against their will…I knew something was wrong when a little, pretty white girl ran into a black man’s arms. Something is wrong here. Dead giveaway.

Q: Charles, thank you very much.

Charles Ramsey: Dead giveaway.

Okay, everybody is looking at that, but you’ll notice he said I knew a year ago. And you have to go back to another interview that he gave. Now, this one isn’t as entertaining as the first, but this is the one that I want you to pay very close attention to what he says, because it affects you. Watch.

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Q: Well, once she said her name, you recognized the name?

Charles Ramsey: Yeah, and then I walked down the street, and I told my neighbor, Anthony. And I said Anthony –me and Anthony talked about this last year, but he told me I was paranoid, because I just moved on this street. And I told him something’s wrong with that house. He told me just leave it alone, Chuck. And you see what happened.

This guy I am trying to get on the show. This guy I want to talk more than – I want to talk to him more than any president or anybody else. I want to talk to him. He said I’m living on the street. This guy has been stripped down to nothing. You want to watch this story and actually get something out of it, because otherwise we’re voyeurs. What are you learning from this story? Ooh, what about the chains?

You want something out of this story, that guy can provide it. He knew something. Something inside of him said there’s something wrong with that house. There’s something wrong with these people, but his friend said, oh, you’re just paranoid. Leave it alone. Leave it alone. So he dropped it.

Words have consequences. We should listen more than we speak, and I don’t mean listen to each other. Maybe listen in here. When the spirit wells up in you, do not push it down. Do not dismiss it. If he would’ve known the local cop, if he would’ve had a friend who said, You know what, I know you man. I know you’re not crazy. What do you think is wrong?

I want to tell you a couple of stories, be cryptic on a couple things here, but – last week a couple of friends came over. And they came over to the house, and they told me – I had only met a friend of theirs and their spouse one time, met them one time, met them quickly. And they came over, and they said, “Dude, how did you know?” I said, “What are you talking about?” “Do you remember when you met this couple?” And I said, “Yeah, just a brief meeting.”

They said, “Do you remember you asked how does everybody feel about this couple?” And I said, “Yeah, why?” He said, “You told us something was wrong.” Well, it turns out the husband is abusing the wife. I didn’t know that, but I knew something was wrong with him, and I knew something was wrong in the relationship. And so, I went to the family. No one else said they saw it. I wonder now how many of them are going, Man, you know what, I did. I just dismissed it. Don’t dismiss these things.

One more story – I was at the NRA convention this weekend. And I occasionally will have decent discernment on people, and usually only – I wish I had it all the time – but usually only in – well there’s the line there – usually only in lines like this, and it happens rapidly. And you’ll see, if you were watching that, you’ll see people are in front of me very fast.

And I don’t like it, because I like to spend time with people. But I look people right in the eye. And I have this bizarre gift that occasionally I can look people in the eye, and I can feel them. And I know kind of – I don’t know anything about them. I don’t know what they’re really going through, but I can feel pain sometimes.

And this guy in line Saturday, he came through, and he was with three people. And he came through the line, and I looked up, and I said, “Hi.” And he looked me right in the eye, and he said, “How are you?” And I said, “Fine,” and I signed his book, and I slid it back. And as I’m sliding it back, and he’s starting to turn, I feel tell him everything’s going to be okay. But he’s smiling. Everything seems to be fine.

And then this woman comes up, and she starts talking to me. And he’s leaving, and I hesitated that long. And he’s walking away. And she says, “Hi, how are you?” I’m signing the book for her, and I’m hearing again, tell him everything’s going to be okay. Well, I look over, and he’s already gone. I said to the woman, “Could you hold just a second?” They stop the line.

I went around the podium, and I had to go out. They keep me in this little box thing now for security. And I went out, and I look out, and he’s already way down. He’s like 50 feet away from me, and he’s way down by the escalators. And I said, “Hang on. I’ll be right back.”

So I went out, and as I’m walking up to him, I see him with some friends. And he’s laughing, and I’m thinking I am so stupid. What am I doing? And I walked up to him, and he turned around, and he went, “Whoa, what’s up?” And I said, “I don’t even know what this means, but I feel like I’m supposed to tell you everything’s going to be okay.” The guy immediately broke down and hugged me and started to cry. I don’t know what was going on in his life, but things like that become stronger when you actually follow through.

If you don’t believe any of the God stuff, read The Gift of Fear. There is a radar in all of us that too many of us ignore. It’s a muscle, and the more you ignore it, the weaker it gets. Exercise it. It will warn you. It will set off alarm bells – listen, listen. I’m sure a lot of people had been around that guy all weekend. A lot of people were around this husband and wife, and they thought something, but they didn’t say anything.

At some point – I have told you for years – at some point, the spirit will say to you stop, turn around, go the other direction. We are here now. I don’t know what the spirit will tell you to do, but it’s time to listen to it. It is the most sophisticated alarm system ever made. Use it. Back in a minute.

Trump v. Slaughter: The Deep State on trial

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The administrative state has long operated as an unelected super-government. Trump v. Slaughter may be the moment voters reclaim authority over their own institutions.

Washington is watching and worrying about a U.S. Supreme Court case that could very well define the future of American self-government. And I don’t say that lightly. At the center of Trump v. Slaughter is a deceptively simple question: Can the president — the one official chosen by the entire nation — remove the administrators and “experts” who wield enormous, unaccountable power inside the executive branch?

This isn’t a technical fight. It’s not a paperwork dispute. It’s a turning point. Because if the answer is no, then the American people no longer control their own government. Elections become ceremonial. The bureaucracy becomes permanent. And the Constitution becomes a suggestion rather than the law of the land.

A government run by experts instead of elected leaders is not a republic. It’s a bureaucracy with a voting booth bolted onto the front to make us feel better.

That simply cannot be. Justice Neil Gorsuch summed it up perfectly during oral arguments on Monday: “There is no such thing in our constitutional order as a fourth branch of government that’s quasi-judicial and quasi-legislative.”

Yet for more than a century, the administrative state has grown like kudzu — quietly, relentlessly, and always in one direction. Today we have a fourth branch of government: unelected, unaccountable, insulated from consequence. Congress hands off lawmaking to agencies. Presidents arrive with agendas, but the bureaucrats remain, and they decide what actually gets done.

If the Supreme Court decides that presidents cannot fire the very people who execute federal power, they are not just rearranging an org chart. The justices are rewriting the structure of the republic. They are confirming what we’ve long feared: Here, the experts rule, not the voters.

A government run by experts instead of elected leaders is not a republic. It’s a bureaucracy with a voting booth bolted onto the front to make us feel better.

The founders warned us

The men who wrote the Constitution saw this temptation coming. Alexander Hamilton and James Madison in the Federalist Papers hammered home the same principle again and again: Power must remain traceable to the people. They understood human nature far too well. They knew that once administrators are protected from accountability, they will accumulate power endlessly. It is what humans do.

That’s why the Constitution vests the executive power in a single president — someone the entire nation elects and can unelect. They did not want a managerial council. They did not want a permanent priesthood of experts. They wanted responsibility and authority to live in one place so the people could reward or replace it.

So this case will answer a simple question: Do the people still govern this country, or does a protected class of bureaucrats now run the show?

Not-so-expert advice

Look around. The experts insisted they could manage the economy — and produced historic debt and inflation.

The experts insisted they could run public health — and left millions of Americans sick, injured, and dead while avoiding accountability.

The experts insisted they could steer foreign policy — and delivered endless conflict with no measurable benefit to our citizens.

And through it all, they stayed. Untouched, unelected, and utterly unapologetic.

If a president cannot fire these people, then you — the voter — have no ability to change the direction of your own government. You can vote for reform, but you will get the same insiders making the same decisions in the same agencies.

That is not self-government. That is inertia disguised as expertise.

A republic no more?

A monarchy can survive a permanent bureaucracy. A dictatorship can survive a permanent bureaucracy. A constitutional republic cannot. Not for long anyway.

We are supposed to live in a system where the people set the course, Congress writes the laws, and the president carries them out. When agencies write their own rules, judges shield them from oversight, and presidents are forbidden from removing them, we no longer live in that system. We live in something else — something the founders warned us about.

And the people become spectators of their own government.

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The path forward

Restoring the separation of powers does not mean rejecting expertise. It means returning expertise to its proper role: advisory, not sovereign.

No expert should hold power that voters cannot revoke. No agency should drift beyond the reach of the executive. No bureaucracy should be allowed to grow branches the Constitution never gave it.

The Supreme Court now faces a choice that will shape American life for a generation. It can reinforce the Constitution, or it can allow the administrative state to wander even farther from democratic control.

This case isn’t about President Trump. It isn’t about Rebecca Slaughter, the former Federal Trade Commission official suing to get her job back. It’s about whether elections still mean anything — whether the American people still hold the reins of their own government.

That is what is at stake: not procedure, not technicalities, but the survival of a system built on the revolutionary idea that the citizens — not the experts — are the ones who rule.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.

1 in 20 Canadians die by MAID—Is this 'compassion'?

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Medical assistance in dying isn’t health care. It’s the moment a Western democracy decided some lives aren’t worth saving, and it’s a warning sign we can’t ignore.

Canada loves to lecture America about compassion. Every time a shooting makes the headlines, Canadian commentators cannot wait to discuss how the United States has a “culture of death” because we refuse to regulate guns the way enlightened nations supposedly do.

But north of our border, a very different crisis is unfolding — one that is harder to moralize because it exposes a deeper cultural failure.

A society that no longer recognizes the value of life will not long defend freedom, dignity, or moral order.

The Canadian government is not only permitting death, but it’s also administering, expanding, and redefining it as “medical care.” Medical assistance in dying is no longer a rare, tragic exception. It has become one of the country’s leading causes of death, offered to people whose problems are treatable, whose conditions are survivable, and whose value should never have been in question.

In Canada, MAID is now responsible for nearly 5% of all deaths — 1 out of every 20 citizens. And this is happening in a country that claims the moral high ground over American gun violence. Canada now records more deaths per capita from doctors administering lethal drugs than America records from firearms. Their number is 37.9 deaths per 100,000 people. Ours is 13.7. Yet we are the country supposedly drowning in a “culture of death.”

No lecture from abroad can paper over this fact: Canada has built a system where eliminating suffering increasingly means eliminating the sufferer.

Choosing death over care

One example of what Canada now calls “compassion” is the case of Jolene Bond, a woman suffering from a painful but treatable thyroid condition that causes dangerously high calcium levels, bone deterioration, soft-tissue damage, nausea, and unrelenting pain. Her condition is severe, but it is not terminal. Surgery could help her. And in a functioning medical system, she would have it.

But Jolene lives under socialized medicine. The specialists she needs are either unavailable, overrun with patients, or blocked behind bureaucratic requirements she cannot meet. She cannot get a referral. She cannot get an appointment. She cannot reach the doctor in another province who is qualified to perform the operation. Every pathway to treatment is jammed by paperwork, shortages, and waitlists that stretch into the horizon and beyond.

Yet the Canadian government had something else ready for her — something immediate.

They offered her MAID.

Not help, not relief, not a doctor willing to drive across a provincial line and simply examine her. Instead, Canada offered Jolene a state-approved death. A lethal injection is easier to obtain than a medical referral. Killing her would be easier than treating her. And the system calls that compassion.

Bureaucracy replaces medicine

Jolene’s story is not an outlier. It is the logical outcome of a system that cannot keep its promises. When the machinery of socialized medicine breaks down, the state simply replaces care with a final, irreversible “solution.” A bureaucratic checkbox becomes the last decision of a person’s life.

Canada insists its process is rigorous, humane, and safeguarded. Yet the bureaucracy now reviewing Jolene’s case is not asking how she can receive treatment; it is asking whether she has enough signatures to qualify for a lethal injection. And the debate among Canadian officials is not how to preserve life, but whether she has met the paperwork threshold to end it.

This is the dark inversion that always emerges when the state claims the power to decide when life is no longer worth living. Bureaucracy replaces conscience. Eligibility criteria replace compassion. A panel of physicians replaces the family gathered at a bedside. And eventually, the “right” to die becomes an expectation — especially for those who are poor, elderly, or alone.

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The logical end of a broken system

We ignore this lesson at our own peril. Canada’s health care system is collapsing under demographic pressure, uncontrolled migration, and the unavoidable math of government-run medicine.

When the system breaks, someone must bear the cost. MAID has become the release valve.

The ideology behind this system is already drifting south. In American medical journals and bioethics conferences, you will hear this same rhetoric. The argument is always dressed in compassion. But underneath, it reduces the value of human life to a calculation: Are you useful? Are you affordable? Are you too much of a burden?

The West was built on a conviction that every human life has inherent value. That truth gave us hospitals before it gave us universities. It gave us charity before it gave us science. It is written into the Declaration of Independence.

Canada’s MAID program reveals what happens when a country lets that foundation erode. Life becomes negotiable, and suffering becomes a justification for elimination.

A society that no longer recognizes the value of life will not long defend freedom, dignity, or moral order. If compassion becomes indistinguishable from convenience, and if medicine becomes indistinguishable from euthanasia, the West will have abandoned the very principles that built it. That is the lesson from our northern neighbor — a warning, not a blueprint.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.

A Sharia enclave is quietly taking root in America. It's time to wake up.

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Sharia-based projects like the Meadow in Texas show how political Islam grows quietly, counting on Americans to stay silent while an incompatible legal system takes root.

Apolitical system completely incompatible with the Constitution is gaining ground in the United States, and we are pretending it is not happening.

Sharia — the legal and political framework of Islam — is being woven into developments, institutions, and neighborhoods, including a massive project in Texas. And the consequences will be enormous if we continue to look the other way.

This is the contradiction at the heart of political Islam: It claims universal authority while insisting its harshest rules will never be enforced here. That promise does not stand up to scrutiny. It never has.

Before we can have an honest debate, we’d better understand what Sharia represents. Sharia is not simply a set of religious rules about prayer or diet. It is a comprehensive legal and political structure that governs marriage, finance, criminal penalties, and civic life. It is a parallel system that claims supremacy wherever it takes hold.

This is where the distinction matters. Many Muslims in America want nothing to do with Sharia governance. They came here precisely because they lived under it. But political Islam — the movement that seeks to implement Sharia as law — is not the same as personal religious belief.

It is a political ideology with global ambitions, much like communism. Secretary of State Marco Rubio recently warned that Islamist movements do not seek peaceful coexistence with the West. They seek dominance. History backs him up.

How Sharia arrives

Political Islam does not begin with dramatic declarations. It starts quietly, through enclaves that operate by their own rules. That is why the development once called EPIC City — now rebranded as the Meadow — is so concerning. Early plans framed it as a Muslim-only community built around a mega-mosque and governed by Sharia-compliant financing. After state investigations were conducted, the branding changed, but the underlying intent remained the same.

Developers have openly described practices designed to keep non-Muslims out, using fees and ownership structures to create de facto religious exclusivity. This is not assimilation. It is the construction of a parallel society within a constitutional republic.

The warning from those who have lived under it

Years ago, local imams in Texas told me, without hesitation, that certain Sharia punishments “just work.” They spoke about cutting off hands for theft, stoning adulterers, and maintaining separate standards of testimony for men and women. They insisted it was logical and effective while insisting they would never attempt to implement it in Texas.

But when pressed, they could not explain why a system they consider divinely mandated would suddenly stop applying once someone crossed a border.

This is the contradiction at the heart of political Islam: It claims universal authority while insisting its harshest rules will never be enforced here. That promise does not stand up to scrutiny. It never has.

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America is vulnerable

Europe is already showing us where this road leads. No-go zones, parallel courts, political intimidation, and clerics preaching supremacy have taken root across major cities.

America’s strength has always come from its melting pot, but assimilation requires boundaries. It requires insisting that the Constitution, not religious law, is the supreme authority on this soil.

Yet we are becoming complacent, even fearful, about saying so. We mistake silence for tolerance. We mistake avoidance for fairness. Meanwhile, political Islam views this hesitation as weakness.

Religious freedom is one of America’s greatest gifts. Muslims may worship freely here, as they should. But political Islam must not be permitted to plant a flag on American soil. The Constitution cannot coexist with a system that denies equal rights, restricts speech, subordinates women, and places clerical authority above civil law.

Wake up before it is too late

Projects like the Meadow are not isolated. They are test runs, footholds, proofs of concept. Political Islam operates with patience. It advances through demographic growth, legal ambiguity, and cultural hesitation — and it counts on Americans being too polite, too distracted, or too afraid to confront it.

We cannot afford that luxury. If we fail to defend the principles that make this country free, we will one day find ourselves asking how a parallel system gained power right in front of us. The answer will be simple: We looked away.

The time to draw boundaries and to speak honestly is now. The time to defend the Constitution as the supreme law of the land is now. Act while there is still time.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.

The Crisis of Meaning: Searching for truth and purpose

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Anxiety, anger, and chronic dissatisfaction signal a country searching for meaning. Without truth and purpose, politics becomes a dangerous substitute for identity.

We have built a world overflowing with noise, convenience, and endless choice, yet something essential has slipped out of reach. You can sense it in the restless mood of the country, the anxiety among young people who cannot explain why they feel empty, in the angry confusion that dominates our politics.

We have more wealth than any nation in history, but the heart of the culture feels strangely malnourished. Before we can debate debt or elections, we must confront the reality that we created a world of things, but not a world of purpose.

You cannot survive a crisis you refuse to name, and you cannot rebuild a world whose foundations you no longer understand.

What we are living through is not just economic or political dysfunction. It is the vacuum that appears when a civilization mistakes abundance for meaning.

Modern life is stuffed with everything except what the human soul actually needs. We built systems to make life faster, easier, and more efficient — and then wondered why those systems cannot teach our children who they are, why they matter, or what is worth living for.

We tell the next generation to chase success, influence, and wealth, turning childhood into branding. We ask kids what they want to do, not who they want to be. We build a world wired for dopamine rather than dignity, and then we wonder why so many people feel unmoored.

When everything is curated, optimized, and delivered at the push of a button, the question “what is my life for?” gets lost in the static.

The crisis beneath the headlines

It is not just the young who feel this crisis. Every part of our society is straining under the weight of meaninglessness.

Look at the debt cycle — the mathematical fate no civilization has ever escaped once it crosses a threshold that we seem to have already blown by. While ordinary families feel the pressure, our leaders respond with distraction, with denial, or by rewriting the very history that could have warned us.

You cannot survive a crisis you refuse to name, and you cannot rebuild a world whose foundations you no longer understand.

We have entered a cultural moment where the noise is so loud that it drowns out the simplest truths. We are living in a country that no longer knows how to hear itself think.

So people go searching. Some drift toward the false promise of socialism, some toward the empty thrill of rebellion. Some simply check out. When a culture forgets what gives life meaning, it becomes vulnerable to every ideology that offers a quick answer.

The quiet return of meaning

And yet, quietly, something else is happening. Beneath the frustration and cynicism, many Americans are recognizing that meaning does not come from what we own, but from what we honor. It does not rise from success, but from virtue. It does not emerge from noise, but from the small, sacred things that modern life has pushed to the margins — the home, the table, the duty you fulfill, the person you help when no one is watching.

The danger is assuming that this rediscovery happens on its own. It does not.

Reorientation requires intention. It requires rebuilding the habits and virtues that once held us together. It requires telling the truth about our history instead of rewriting it to fit today’s narratives. And it requires acknowledging what has been erased: that meaning is inseparable from God’s presence in a nation’s life.

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Where renewal begins

We have built a world without stillness, and then we wondered why no one can hear the questions that matter. Those questions remain, whether we acknowledge them or not. They do not disappear just because we drown them in entertainment or noise. They wait for us, and the longer we ignore them, the more disoriented we become.

Meaning is still available. It is found in rebuilding the smallest, most human spaces — the places that cannot be digitized, globalized, or automated. The home. The family. The community.

These are the daily virtues that do not trend on social media, but that hold a civilization upright. If we want to repair this country, we begin there, exactly where every durable civilization has always begun: one virtue at a time, one tradition at a time, one generation at a time.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.