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Two grotesque and cowardly crimes have ripped through America like a sledgehammer, and they will not be forgotten.

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Actual journalism is dead in America.

We have a massive problem with deceitful “news reporting.” Call it fake news if you want, but let’s be clear, this isn’t journalism. The crime committed by African Americans in this country is outrageous. Crimes blacks commit against whites get worse every single day. And the black on black crime? Forget it, off the charts. This isn’t about skin color. It’s about a completely bankrupt culture that has been coddled by cowardly politicians and a compliant press. The liberal media bends over backwards to cover up black on white crime. They hide behind the excuse that reporting the truth would “reinforce stereotypes.” That is pure, unfiltered bullshit. It starts the moment a serious crime happens. The suspect description is the public’s first defense. Age, gender, height, clothing, those fit anyone. The only thing that actually narrows down who to look for is race. But when the press deliberately strips that out, they aren’t protecting anyone. They’re obstructing the truth and leaving ...

Charlie Kirk was never just another conservative activist. He was the nightmare the Deep State could not shake.

He came out of the Chicago suburb of Arlington Heights, the kind of place the media pretends good patriots do not exist. Eagle Scout? Check. Brilliant debater? Check. Natural-born speaker who could outtalk and outthink their entire Ivy League echo chamber? Triple check. Kirk dropped out of Harper College and had the audacity to call the whole scam what it is, a racket for indoctrination and debt. Love him or hate him, nobody with a functioning brain could deny he was smart. Smarter, in fact, than the overpaid bureaucrats who spent sleepless nights plotting how to shut him up. Like me, Kirk made his rounds on Chicago talk radio. As a teenager he would put on a sharp suit and sit across from Amy Jacobson on her morning drive show.  She thought he was a charming kid. The Left thought he was a ticking time bomb for’ their propaganda monopoly. And they were right. His social media reach blew past the old TV networks. Young people, the very demographic Democrats thought they owned, we...

The Imperative of Private Fundraising in Criminal Defense

Bail and legal defense funding raised through GoFundMe or comparable platforms must never be disparaged. These lawful and voluntary fundraising efforts are not only appropriate but essential to safeguarding constitutional rights. It is true that GoFundMe prohibits campaigns for defendants charged with certain serious crimes. However, other legitimate platforms exist that recognize the fundamental principle that every accused person is entitled to a fair trial, adequate defense, and meaningful access to justice. Consider the financial reality. In a serious felony case, particularly homicide charges arising from acts of self-defense, bail alone can reach into the millions. Defense costs extend far beyond attorneys. Investigators must be engaged to uncover exculpatory evidence. Expert witnesses must be retained to challenge the State’s case, particularly when so-called scientific testimony is presented. Without private resources, the accused stands defenseless against the full weight of...

Security on mass transit? Spare me the excuses. The answer is brutally simple.

Iryna Zarutska a young white girl was slaughtered like prey on a Charlotte commuter train while a train car full of useless black spectators sat there staring at the attack.  Iryna wasn’t doing anything but looking at her cellphone, and a career mutant criminal with at least 14 priors decided she was his target. Not a black woman sitting there. Not the other black passengers. He went straight for the white girl, and everyone knows damn well why. This was a racial hit, and the savages around her didn’t lift a finger. She bled out in her seat while cowards watched. Her last minutes were a nightmare we can’t even put into words. After he stabbed the killer bragged twice on the train, “I got that white girl!” Don’t give me the “mental illness” bullshit. That’s the coward’s cop-out. This wasn’t a confused soul. This was a predator. An inhuman, cruel, bottom-feeding monster who should have been removed from the gene pool long ago. Now, public safety brass pretend they don’t know what...

Robert K. “Bob” Corbin Dead at 96

Robert “Bob” Corbin lived his life as a prosecutor, a patriot, and a force to be reckoned with in Arizona law and politics. Early in his career, as a Maricopa County deputy county attorney, he prosecuted Ernesto Miranda not once but twice. Yes, that Miranda, the one whose case reached the Supreme Court and gave us the now-famous Miranda rights repeated in every TV show and cop movie. What most people forget, or never knew, is that Miranda himself was convicted at both trials of rape. He served his full sentence. He gained nothing personally from the Supreme Court’s ruling that forever changed criminal procedure in America. Corbin, along with his first assistant Steve Twist, rewrote Arizona’s criminal code and turned it into one of the toughest in the nation. That legacy still defines Arizona justice today. He also stood tall on the national stage. Twice elected president of the National Rifle Association, Corbin was an unflinching supporter of the Second Amendment and the freedoms i...

So, You Want to Be a Glamorous TV Reporter in LA?

Once upon a time this gig was a golden ticket. All you needed was a face sculpted by angels, a voice smooth enough to sell whiskey, and the willingness to sign away your soul along with the rights to your face and voice so your employer could own you like a rental car. The pay was dazzling enough that you happily bent over the contract and did not complain. Those days are gone. By the mid 1990s the fairy tale soured. Out went the journalists, in came the bean counters. Today your paycheck is not money but “exposure” and your privacy is shredded. One mugshot for a DWI or one shoplifting slip and your shame is blasted everywhere faster than your best stand-up in front of city hall. The bare minimum now is brutal. You must write like Hemingway on espresso and hold a diploma from Northwestern or Columbia. Lesser schools need not apply. Then you will be tossed into the wild to recite stories in public while hecklers scream “fake news” behind you. Extra credit if you can keep a fake smile ...