• Trump’s Movement: More Pageantry Than Policy

    Trump’s movement centered on symbolism rather than policy, relying on spectacle and pageantry that captivated his base. This reliance on imagery shapes a worldview where politics intertwines with ritual, making substance irrelevant. While figures like J.D. Vance may attempt to continue this legacy, they lack the unique symbolic weight that Trump commanded, making authentic continuity…


  • The Manufactured Rivalry: The Double Standard That Divides American Workers

    By Jason McClure n today’s America, the story we’re told about success is built on division. On one side, there’s the blue-collar worker—practical, hands-on, debt-free, but supposedly capped in how far they can go. On the other, the college graduate—educated, burdened by loans, but with more opportunity for long-term growth. These two groups are often…


  • The American Dream Was a Union Job—Not a Billionaire Fantasy

    Introduction For much of the 20th century, the American Dream wasn’t a lottery ticket—it was a union card. It meant a decent paycheck, a modest house, weekends off, and a shot at sending your kids to college. That version of the dream was real because workers had power. But somewhere along the way, that dream…


  • “Where Are the Watchdogs? Why Today’s Journalists Need to Channel Their Inner Ida B. Wells”

    In a critique of Kaitlan Collins’ interview with Mike Johnson, the author laments the lack of journalistic integrity and accountability in contemporary media. They argue that true journalists challenge lies and stand up for truth, comparing today’s reporters unfavorably to historical figures like Ida B. Wells. The piece advocates for a new generation of journalists…


  • Trump the Prophet? How MAGA Turned a Billionaire Into a Working-Class Hero

    You ever stop and wonder how some things just don’t make sense? I mean, really stop and think about it? I’ve been doing a lot of that lately, especially when it comes to this whole MAGA thing. Now, I’m not here to pick a fight. Well… maybe I am. But I won’t tell anyone how…