I was born in Dixie in the May of 1964, a two-light town in the red clay and tall pines

Southern Nationalism
I was born in Dixie in the May of 1964, a two-light town in the red clay and tall pines
Today might be the most difficult, or the easiest, time to begin your journey to freedom. It’s difficult because it
Food defines a people. Italians are known for their delicious pasta dishes. The Germans have various pickled and smoked foods.
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of
I’m sure by now most reading this are privy to the recent shooting in Minnesota. While one could analyze the
Recently, thanks almost entirely to the city of Atlanta, Georgians awoke Easter Sunday to discover that their newly elected senator
Decline in poetry.
Dilemma Thirteen months ago, the entire United States was sent into a tailspin of a year. Many faults were exposed
One question I’ve been pondering over the past few years is why has every institution (i.e., the federal government, virtually
One of the most significant trends of the past 30 years has been the steady leftwing shift of the suburbs.