by Lord Dunsany ALL WE WHO WRITE put me in mind of sailors hastily making rafts upon doomed ships. When we break up under the heavy years and go down into eternity with all that is ours our thoughts like small lost rafts float on awhile upon Oblivion’s sea. They will not carry much over those tides,…

by Andrew Hamilton From an early age I had this incredible sense of mission, this desire to fight injustice and storm the ramparts of evil. For me, that evil was everything marching under the banner of leftism. But I simply couldn’t find the front lines. The various Patriot and conservative groups that…