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GLENN: From Canada, the Canadian youth soccer league is taking heat now after introducing a new rule that says any team that wins a game by more than five points will lose the game by default. The rule intended to foster sportsmanship. Excuse me?

PAT: Oh, my gosh.

GLENN: No, sportsmanship is we just kicked your…*** but we're not going to say it.

PAT: Right, right.

GLENN: We're not going to rub your nose in it.

PAT: Yes, yes.

GLENN: You played a good game, we played a good game. When I get my butt kicked, I'm going to go over and shake your hand and say...

PAT: Nice game, good game.

GLENN: You guys were unbelievable.

GLENN: You guys wiped our face in the dirt.

PAT: But I'll tell you something, we're coming back after you next time.

GLENN: That's sportsmanship!

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: That's sportsmanship.

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: This is, not to teach sportsmanship, this is to reprogram our children to not understand competition and also to have them grow in acceptance, kind of a dead inside kind of feeling of redistribution of wealth.

PAT: And redistribution of points.

GLENN: That's exactly it. That's what it is.

PAT: I mean, you have too many points, we're going to give them to the other team and they are going to win.

GLENN: Hang on just a second. You are going to go into a company and you are going to wipe out your competition? No, no, no, no, no. No. You can have too much. You can have too much. That's what they are teaching our children. You can have too much. You don't go in to compete and wipe your competition out, fairly, without malice in your heart, legally, no, no. You go in and you can compete, but not too much. Not too hard.

PAT: But didn't Obama say that recently?

PRESIDENT OBAMA: I want to be clear.

PAT: I think he's clear.

PRESIDENT OBAMA: We're not trying to push financial reform.

PAT: No, no.

PRESIDENT OBAMA: Because we begrudge success that's fairly earned.

PAT: No.

PRESIDENT OBAMA: I mean, I do think at a certain point you've made enough money.

GLENN: Money, there you go.

PAT: At a certain point you've made too much money, at a certain point you've scored too many points. So what's the difference? We are just, we are teaching our kids to be losers.

GLENN: Yes. Yes, we are. And Pat, if you don't start a Connecticut —

PAT: I've got to do it.

GLENN: — baseball league for youth

GLENN: Because if you don't do it, I'm going to do it because my son's 5 and he's going to T ball, which I need help. I don't even know where — do you look that up in the phone book, what do you —

PAT: Yes, it's under T.

GLENN: Really?

PAT: No.

GLENN: I don't even know. No idea.

PAT: No.

GLENN: My wife said, we've got to get Raphe registered, you know, for T ball next year, blah, blah blah and, you know, got to get him — and I'm like...

PAT: Don't know where —

GLENN: Are you talking to me? Because I don't — I have no idea how you would do that.

PAT: Yeah, I could help with that. I can help with that.

GLENN: So anyway, but I'm not putting my kid through a sports program like the one your kids are in. It's a nightmare.

PAT: Well, it will start out, I will caution you now T ball will start out that way, and it does everywhere.

GLENN: Look, my son is 5.

PAT: That's okay when they are 5 or 6.

GLENN: You go out and hit the ball.

PAT: Exactly. I mean, they just learning the basics. When they are 12 like my son this year and they are playing majors little league —

GLENN: Rip their guts out on the field!

PAT: Exactly, exactly. But my wuss cake league in this stupid Connecticut town.

GLENN: I can't do it.

PAT: No standings kept during the course of the year. Then I find out they don't even keep scores during the games because they want all teams to be equal at the end of the year, until we go into the playoffs.

GLENN: I asked Pat the other day, he said, we're going into the playoffs. I said, how do you know who's in the playoffs? You haven't kept score!

PAT: Yeah, I know. Everybody goes into the playoffs, everybody. And I found out some other things, too, during the course of the year from standing behind the — I usually stand right behind home plate behind the fence there so — because it's the best vantage point to watch my son at bat and so the umpire sometimes comes over, I hear him say certain things to the kids and it's fascinating because he's called kids out. I was at one of the games and the — this strike zone was different late in the game than it was early in the game, which is, it completely screws up the kids. And I made an audible noise like, "What?" On one of the calls that he made. Like strike 3 and it was low and outside.

GLENN: I saw one of these. It was amazing.

PAT: Unbelievable.

GLENN: I'm like, I know nothing, I know nothing about baseball but I was standing behind the umpire, too He said, strike 2!

PAT: You knew better.

GLENN: And I said, in what world was that a strike

PAT: So he walks over to me and he says, yeah, to fit the game in the time limit, sometimes I have to call strikes that really aren't strikes.

GLENN: They have —

PAT: To move the game along.

GLENN: They have a time limit.

PAT: What?

GLENN: A time limit.

PAT: There's no time limit in baseball.

GLENN: Yes, there is when you are not keeping score. How do you know when it's over? My question is I'd like to know if you are not keeping score, why are we calling strikes and balls? Why are we doing that? Why doesn't —

PAT: Too sensitive.

GLENN: "Hey, Johnny, your turn, come on. Keep pitching the ball until I hits it over the fence and gets a home run." I mean, you don't — why? Just keep going. Just keep going and everybody gets it. And if he can't hit the ball, well, then we're going to pick it up and we're going to throw it over the fence so he can run.

PAT: And what a disservice to the kids. Then they don't know what to swing at, what not to swing at. What are you teaching them?

GLENN: How do you teach them?

PAT: You can't. You can't.

GLENN: They are teaching our children. I mean, look, children want rules. They need patterns, they need rules, they need structure. We're taking every piece of things that they can count on. Strike zone.

PAT: Taking it away.

GLENN: Take it away.

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: How do you function in a world where you don't know what's coming next? You know, that was a strike now but two innings before, it wasn't a strike.

PAT: And last night at the playoffs, our last playoff game because we lost —

GLENN: You lost?

PAT: They actually kept score.

GLENN: Did you get a trophy?

PAT: I think they are planning those.

GLENN: I think that is good.

PAT: We won't be receiving one at our house.

GLENN: I like to call them loser trophies.

PAT: Yes. Yes, they like to call it a participation trophy.

GLENN: You are a big fat loser.

PAT: But last —

GLENN: Here's your trophy.

PAT: Last night the kids, you know, are told to get into it and cheer on their teammate, you know, so there's a lot of chatter. Chatter it up, guys, I don't hear you. So the coach will often chide the kids to encourage their teammate who's at bat. And so last night they were doing that and this kid named Nick was up and they are going, come on, Nick, let's go! And the pitcher throws the ball and the umpire stops and he says, "Hey, kids, kids, kids, that's fine until the pitcher goes into his windup. Then I want you to be quiet." What? Where did that stinky rule come? You can't cheer on your teammate anymore while the pitcher is throwing the ball? Since when? Since when? So now you are even squelching them cheering on their teammates if the opposing pitcher is throwing. I mean, what is —

GLENN: Who was it that was telling me that they had an experience at school where their child, you know, lost some academic thing and, you know, some kid gets up and they are like, hey! You know, look at me, I am the king of the smart world. And they have a big assembly for it and gets a trophy and, you know, everything else. Then it comes to baseball. Now, this kid is a Brainiac but a loser on the field, okay? And, you know, people have different talents.

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: It's me. I'm a loser on the field and a loser in the Brainiac at the present time, too. I never got any trophy for anything. But anyway, so this guy was telling me yesterday that that parent, who was the first to stand up and say, Johnny got a trophy! Actually stood up in the baseball meeting and said, we're not keeping score, are we?

PAT: Oh, my gosh.

GLENN: He said, I walked up to him and said, excuse me? Excuse me? It's fine when your son gets the trophy in the smart division and we go and we stand and we applaud for your child. But when our child can kick your kid's butt in this arena, you don't want to keep score.

PAT: So typical.

GLENN: It is. It is.

PAT: It is so typical.

GLENN: So here is my challenge to Pat and my challenge to every man, woman and child in this country: Stop it! Take the trophy and put the trophy some place where the sun doesn't shine like a closet. Don't accept any more of these trophies. Stand up against these trophies! Don't — look, Pat said to me, "Glenn, if I stand up, then my son's going to have problems." I said, you know what, Pat? Start your own damn league. Because you can't be alone! We're all — we're doing the same thing that that — here's the next project for 9/12. You want to take this on, 9/12ers? Competition. Sports. Competition. Principles and values. Start a 9/12 baseball league! Forget the stupid little league. If this is the game they want to play in your state — now, it's different. Like in Texas, I mean, you know, you are lucky they are not carrying pistols down on the —

PAT: I mean, sometimes they are.

GLENN: Right. So I mean, it's like —

PAT: I think some of the kids are armed, and that's okay.

GLENN: Yeah. So it's not like this everywhere, but in New England it is. And you cannot be alone. What are you teaching your kids? You are teaching your kids to just be quiet. Okay, and justice happens, just be quiet. Don't teach your children that! It is how you play the game. Well, how are they playing the game? They are playing the game without any reason, without any kind of competition. Do you want to play that kind of game? Just tell your kids to go out and get a bunch of friends and go play in the park, go play a baseball game in the park. That's better for them than the participation in the destruction of competition! What the hell are — you know what? You go send your money and go buy a big statue of Stalin and put it in your park. I don't — that's what you want to do? You go ahead and do that. You go play that little competition. We're going to start our own baseball league that believes in competition. We're going to teach sportsmanship because the coaches are going to say, hey! Knock it off; be a good winner. Knock it off; be a good loser. You are going to push your kid into not being those out of control parents. This league would be a league that the coaches would also say, "Hey, fathead, I'm going to kick your kid off the team if you don't relax." That's the way it happens. Now, when we arrived in this world and all of us are just like, we're just, we're like sheep in a train car, just being led to slaughter. Excuse me. No. I would really like to see somebody stand up, Pat Gray, in a state — Connecticut — and see if there's anybody else that feels like this. Start a new league! Who cares! Oh, well, it's not little league. Who cares! Isn't it about, A, having fun and, B, teaching values and principles? Well, what the hell are you doing? Are you having fun? Not keeping score? Are you teaching values and principles that you agree with?

PAT: No.

GLENN: Get the hell out!

PAT: Glenn Beck tells people to get out of their baseball leagues!

GLENN: Yes! I am.

PAT: (Laughing).

GLENN: And go play baseball, go play baseball with Jim Wallis. It will be great. Jesus is keeping score. You don't have to. Oh, yes, Jim. He is keeping score. But you shouldn't.

[NOTE: Transcript may have been edited to enhance readability - audio archive includes full segment as it was originally aired]

On Wednesday's TV show, Glenn Beck sat down with radio show host, author, political commentator, and film critic, Michael Medved.

Michael had an interesting prediction for the 2020 election outcome: a brokered convention by the DNC will usher in former First Lady Michelle Obama to run against President Donald Trump.

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On Thursday's "Glenn Beck Radio Program," BlazeTV's White House correspondent Jon Miller described the current situation in Virginia after Gov. Ralph Northam (D) declared a state of emergency and banned people carrying guns at Capitol Square just days before a pro-Second-Amendment rally scheduled on Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Jon told Glenn that Gov. Northam and the Virginia Legislature are "trying to deprive the people of their Second Amendment rights" but the citizens of Virginia are "rising up" to defend their constitutional rights.

"I do think this is the flashpoint," Jon said. "They [Virginia lawmakers] are saying, 'You cannot exercise your rights ... and instead of trying to de-escalate the situation, we are putting pressure. We're trying to escalate it and we're trying to enrage the citizenry even more'."

Glenn noted how Gov. Northam initially blamed the threat of violence from Antifa for his decision to ban weapons but quickly changed his narrative to blame "white supremacists" to vilify the people who are standing up for the Second Amendment and the Constitution.

"What he's doing is, he's making all all the law-abiding citizens of Virginia into white supremacists," Glenn said.

"Sadly, that's exactly right," Jon replied. "And I think he knows exactly what he's doing."

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Ryan: Trump Louisiana Finale

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Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

At the end of Trump rallies, I would throw on my Carhartt jacket, sneak out of the press area, then blend in with everyone as they left, filing out through swinging doors.

Often, someone held the door open for me. Just 30 minutes earlier, the same person had most likely had most likely hissed at me for being a journalist. And now they were Sunday smiles and "Oh, yes, thank you, sir" like some redneck concierge.

People flooded out of the arena with the stupidity of a fire drill mishap, desperate to survive.

The air smacked you as soon as you crossed the threshold, back into Louisiana. And the lawn was a wasteland of camping chairs and coolers and shopping bags and to-go containers and soda cans and articles of clothing and even a few tents.

In Monroe, in the dark, the Trump supporters bobbled over mounds of waste like elephants trying to tiptoe. And the trash was as neutral to them as concrete or grass. They plodded over it because it, an object, had somehow gotten in their way.

It did not matter that they were responsible for this wreckage.Out in the sharp-edged moonlight, rally-goers hooted and yapped and boogied and danced, and the bbq food truck was all smoke and paper plates.

They were even more pumped than they had been before the rally, like 6,000 eight year olds who'd been chugging Mountain Dew for hours. Which made Donald Trump the father, the trooper, God of the Underworld, Mr. Elite, Sheriff on high horse, the AR-15 sticker of the family.

Ritualistic mayhem, all at once. And, there in Louisiana, Trump's supporters had gotten a taste of it. They were all so happy. It bordered on rage.

Still, I could not imagine their view of America. Worse, after a day of strange hostilities, I did not care.

My highest priority, my job as a reporter, was to care. To understand them and the world that they inhabit. But I did not give a damn and I never wanted to come back.

Worst of all, I would be back. In less than a week.

Was this how dogs felt on the 4th of July? Hunched in a corner while everyone else gets drunk and launches wailing light into the sky? configurations of blue and red and white.

It was 10:00 p.m. and we'd been traveling since 11:00 a.m., and we still had 5 hours to go and all I wanted was a home, my home, any home, just not here, in the cold sweat of this nowhere. Grey-mangled sky. No evidence of planes or satellites or any proof of modern-day. Just century-old bridges that trains shuffled over one clack at a time.

And casinos, all spangles and neon like the 1960s in Las Vegas. Kitchy and dumb, too tacky for lighthearted gambling. And only in the nicer cities, like Shreveport, which is not nice at all.

And swamp. Black water that rarely shimmered. Inhabited by gadflies and leeches and not one single fish that was pretty.

Full of alligators, and other killing types. The storks gnawing on frogs, the vultures never hungry. The coyotes with nobody to stop them and so much land to themselves. The roaches in the wild, like tiny wildebeests.

Then, the occasional deer carcass on the side of the road, eyes splayed as if distracted, tongue out, relaxed but empty. The diseased willows like skeletons in hairnets. The owls that never quit staring. A million facets of wilderness that would outlive us all.

Because Nature has poise. It thrives and is original.

Because silence is impossible. Even in an anechoic chamber, perfectly soundproofed, you can hear your own heartbeat, steady as a drum. A never-ending war.

I put "Headache" by Grouper on repeat as we glided west. We were deadlocked to asphalt, rubber over tarface.

And I thought about lines from a Rita Dove poem titled "I have been a stranger in a strange land"

He was off cataloging the universe, probably,
pretending he could organize
what was clearly someone else's chaos.

Wasn't that exactly what I was doing? Looking for an impossible answer, examining every single accident, eager for meaning? telling myself, "If it happens and matters the next year, in America, I want to be there, or to know what it means. I owe it to whoever cares to listen."

Humans are collectors and I had gone overboard.

Because maybe this wasn't even my home. These landmarks, what did they mean? Was I obvious here? When I smiled, did I trick them into believing that I felt some vague sense of approval? Or did my expressions betray me?

Out in all that garbage-streaked emptiness — despite the occasional burst of passing halogen — I couldn't tell if everything we encountered was haunted or just old, derelict, broken, useless. One never-ending landfill.

Around those parts, they'd made everything into junk. Homes. Roads. Glass. Nature. Life itself, they made into junk.

I cringed as we passed yet another deer carcass mounded on the side of the road.

As written in Job 35:11,

Who teaches us more than the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?

Nobody. Look at nature and you feel something powerful. Look at an animal, in all of its untamable majesty, and you capture a deep love, all swept up in the power of creation. But, here, all I saw were poor creatures who people had slammed into and kept driving. Driving to where? For what reason? What exactly was so important that they left a trail of dead animals behind them?

So I crossed myself dolorously and said an "Our Father" and recited a stanza from Charles Bukowski's "The Laughing Heart"

you can't beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

Out here, nothing but darkness. Needing some light, by God. Give me something better than a Moon that hides like an underfed coward.

Jade told me about some of the more traumatic things she'd seen while working at the State Fair.

"Bro, they pull roaches out of the iced lemonade jugs and act like nothing happened."

"All right but what about the corn dogs?"

"You do not want to know, little bro."

She looked around in the quiet. "Back in the day, the Louisiana Congress refused to raise the drinking age from 18 to 21," she said. "They didn't want to lose all that drunk gambler money. So the federal government cut off funding to highways."

We glided through moon-pale landscape for an hour before I realized what she had meant. That there weren't any light poles or billboards along the road. Nothing to guide us or distract us. Just us, alone. And it felt like outer space had collapsed, swallowed us like jellybeans.

Like two teenagers playing a prank on the universe.

In the cozy Subaru Crosstrek, in the old wild night, brimming with the uncertainty of life and the nonchalance of failure, we paraded ourselves back to Dallas. Alive in the river silence that follows us everywhere.

New installments come Mondays and Thursdays. Next, the Iowa caucuses. Check out my Twitter. Email me at kryan@blazemedia.com

The Iowa primary is just around the corner, and concerns of election interference from the last presidential election still loom. Back in 2016, The Associated Press found that a majority of U.S. elections systems still use Windows 7 as an operating system, making them highly susceptible to bugs and errors. And last year, a Mississippi voter tried multiple times to vote for the candidate of his choice, but the system continuously switched his vote to the other candidate. It's pretty clear: America's voting systems desperately need an update.

That's where blockchain voting comes in.

Blockchain voting is a record-keeping system that's 100% verifiable and nearly impossible to hack. Blockchain, the newest innovation in cybersecurity, is set to grow into a $20 billion industry by 2025. Its genius is in its decentralized nature, distributing information throughout a network of computers, requiring would-be hackers to infiltrate a much larger system. Infiltrating multiple access points spread across many computers requires a significant amount of computing power, which often costs more than hackers expect to get in return.

Blockchain voting wouldn't allow for many weak spots. For instance, Voatz, arguably the leading mobile voting platform, requires a person to take a picture of their government-issued ID and a picture of themselves before voting (a feature, of course, not present in vote-by-mail, where the only form of identity verification is a handwritten signature, which is easily forgeable). Voters select their choices and hit submit. They then receive an immediate receipt of their choices via email, another security feature not present in vote-by-mail, or even in-person voting. And because the system operates on blockchain technology, it's nearly impossible to tamper with.

Votes are then tabulated, and the election results are published, providing a paper trail, which is a top priority for elections security experts.

The benefits of blockchain voting can't be dismissed. Folks can cast their vote from the comfort of their homes, offices, etc., vastly increasing the number of people who can participate in the electoral process. Two to three-hour lines at polling places, which often deter voters, would become significantly diminished.

Even outside of the voting increase, the upsides are manifold. Thanks to the photo identification requirements, voter fraud—whether real or merely suspected—would be eliminated. The environment would win, too, since we'd no longer be wasting paper on mail-in ballots. Moreover, the financial burden on election offices would be alleviated, because there's decreased staff time spent on the election, saving the taxpayer money.

From Oregon to West Virginia, elections offices have already implemented blockchain voting, and the results have been highly positive. For example, the city of Denver utilized mobile voting for overseas voters in their 2019 municipal elections. The system was secure and free of technical errors, and participants reported that it was very user-friendly. Utah County used the same system for their 2019 primary and general elections. An independent audit revealed that every vote that was cast on the app was counted and counted correctly. These successful test cases are laying the groundwork for even larger expansions of the program in 2020.

With this vital switch, our elections become significantly more secure, accurate, and efficient. But right now, our election infrastructure is a sitting duck for manipulation. Our current lack of election integrity undermines the results of both local and national elections, fans the flames of partisanship, and zaps voter confidence in the democratic system. While there's never a silver bullet or quick fix to those kinds of things, blockchain voting would push us much closer to a solution than anything else.

Chris Harelson is the Executive Director at Prosperity Council and a Young Voices contributor.