'The Great Reset' advice for dummies: Meet your neighbors

March 25, 2022

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Hello again friends!

Have you heard Glenn advising us to find “our people” and live in communities of like-minded people? Well, that got me thinking:

We can’t know if our neighbors are like-minded if we don’t know them at all.

According to Pew Research Center, only 26% of Americans say they know most of their neighbors. 57% of us know some of our neighbors. Out of those of us who only know some of our neighbors, 66% of us would feel comfortable leaving keys with our neighbors in an emergency.

So, most of us know some of our neighbors, but less of us really trust them.

Maybe we don’t trust our neighbors because they’re crazy. (If so, maybe make like a Californian and move.) Or maybe we don’t trust them because we don’t really know them.

Social events among neighbors are very rare. I don’t know if it’s because we don’t have the time, interest, or money (Fun fact: wealthy people have more neighborhood gatherings,) but we just aren’t partaking in the community picnics of yester-year.

If local communities are the heart of America, then our body politic needs a pacemaker.

That is not ideal. Localization is the solution to globalization, and we can’t bolster our local communities if we don’t even know the people in them. I know it may seem too small for such a big problem but meeting your neighbors may be the next best step for resisting tyranny.

This is a hard one for me. Maybe you relate. I think that knowing my neighbors is a great idea in theory, but I just don’t put the effort in to make it happen. Or at least I didn’t until a year ago.

I loved my neighbors growing up, but then I moved away from home and was a renter. Building a community just didn’t seem worth the effort because, hey, I was moving soon anyway. Then I bought a house, and that totally changed. Suddenly, my husband is out mowing the neighbor's grass, giving out our phone number, and signing us up for the neighborhood potluck event. Honestly, I was a little *eye-roll* about it at first. But I knew it was right.

I hadn’t made the effort to really know my neighbors because, honestly, I didn’t see how it was worth my time. I couldn’t quantify what I would gain from it. Luckily I had a husband who pushed me to do it anyway, so I have that “hindsight is 2020” vision.

Turns out that participating in my community gave me a real sense of meaning. I walked through my neighborhood like I really belonged there–like I knew my place. I found that caring about things makes them more enjoyable. This was MY community, and I loved it. Not to mention, I learned my neighbors are pretty cool. Sure, we have the couple with the crazy kids they can’t keep track of, or the old neighbor who tells the same story from the war over and over, and don’t even get me started about the lady who asks if your mower is broken (when she knows darn well it isn’t) just to remind you to mow your grass. But all in all, my neighbors were nice. They watched the house when we were gone, and brought over their leftovers, and offered us a generator when the power went out after a storm.

Turns out that participating in my community gave me a real sense of meaning.

One time, a man who was on some kind of crazy drugs danced up onto my neighbor's porch in the middle of the day and promptly began to take off his clothes. Suddenly, everyone on the block was out to monitor the situation. Our neighbor was on the porch at the time when the dancing man came up (who we later found out was named Lenny.) I called his wife who was about to drop off the kids at home and told her to wait. Meanwhile, our other neighbor went around back to make sure the toddler inside the house didn’t come out to meet Lenny. My husband walked over to the porch to subdue Lenny (and convince him to maybe stop taking his clothes off,) and with the help of some other neighbors, he convinced Lenny to go ahead and move off the porch. Every neighbor sat on the porch until it was over. Some for the excitement (it was a small town,) but most because they wanted to make sure our neighbor wasn’t in danger.

(Lenny was quite the unpredictable dude, as you can imagine.)

That’s the power of having good neighbors, they take care of each other. The story of Lenny, thankfully, ended up being a funny one, but it taught me that our neighbors have each other’s back.

Not all of us are going to be best friends with our neighbors, host the block party, or mow our neighbor's grass every week, but I bet all of our lives, and our communities would be better if we tried just a teeny-tiny bit harder to be a good neighbor.

What does that look like?

If you don’t know them, introduce yourself.

Not a door-to-door with warm cookies kind of neighbor? Me neither. So, I joined local boards and committees and got involved in local government. It was more my style. My husband, on the other hand, organized potlucks and just walked up to neighbors on the street and struck up multi-hour conversations. Knowing how we connect with people helped us meet our neighbors in the spaces we feel the best in. It made it easier.

Do something for your neighbor — or at least offer to.

Do you have an elderly neighbor who clearly could use a chat?

Sit down and chat sometime.

Neighbor lost their dog again?

Help find it.

Have some things you are going to throw away or donate?

Why not offer them to your neighbors first?

Try doing a few small things for your neighbors, just because they are your neighbors.

Don’t beat yourself up for not being the HOA president. Just try something.

It doesn’t have to be grand and time consuming. I know a lot of us are busy and have SO much going on in our own lives. Don’t beat yourself up for not being the HOA president. Just try something.

Maybe you will find that all your neighbors totally suck and would absolutely never have your back in an emergency. Well, that would be good to know, right? You may want to consider investing your time in another community. Maybe that means picking up and moving, but even if you can’t physically move (which I relate to,) you can dive into another group of like-minded people through clubs, religious gatherings, or even your workplace.

But what if your neighbors actually rock, or even just one of them does? What if creating a bit of stability and peace in the chaos makes your life better? What if it makes everything a little better?

I just moved to Texas and had to leave my sweet community (the ones from the Lenny situation) behind. So, I, perhaps like you, am meeting my neighbors for the first time. I started by saying Hi to people I passed on my walks and petting everyone’s dogs (the perfect icebreaker.) You have to do it your way. But, because local solutions solve global problems, I highly recommend you give it a try.

This post is part of a series by Mikayla G. Hedrick with all the advice you'll need to survive "The Great Reset." View more here.

Antifa isn’t “leaderless” — It’s an organized machine of violence

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The mob rises where men of courage fall silent. The lesson from Portland, Chicago, and other blue cities is simple: Appeasing radicals doesn’t buy peace — it only rents humiliation.

Parts of America, like Portland and Chicago, now resemble occupied territory. Progressive city governments have surrendered control to street militias, leaving citizens, journalists, and even federal officers to face violent anarchists without protection.

Take Portland, where Antifa has terrorized the city for more than 100 consecutive nights. Federal officers trying to keep order face nightly assaults while local officials do nothing. Independent journalists, such as Nick Sortor, have even been arrested for documenting the chaos. Sortor and Blaze News reporter Julio Rosas later testified at the White House about Antifa’s violence — testimony that corporate media outlets buried.

Antifa is organized, funded, and emboldened.

Chicago offers the same grim picture. Federal agents have been stalked, ambushed, and denied backup from local police while under siege from mobs. Calls for help went unanswered, putting lives in danger. This is more than disorder; it is open defiance of federal authority and a violation of the Constitution’s Supremacy Clause.

A history of violence

For years, the legacy media and left-wing think tanks have portrayed Antifa as “decentralized” and “leaderless.” The opposite is true. Antifa is organized, disciplined, and well-funded. Groups like Rose City Antifa in Oregon, the Elm Fork John Brown Gun Club in Texas, and Jane’s Revenge operate as coordinated street militias. Legal fronts such as the National Lawyers Guild provide protection, while crowdfunding networks and international supporters funnel money directly to the movement.

The claim that Antifa lacks structure is a convenient myth — one that’s cost Americans dearly.

History reminds us what happens when mobs go unchecked. The French Revolution, Weimar Germany, Mao’s Red Guards — every one began with chaos on the streets. But it wasn’t random. Today’s radicals follow the same playbook: Exploit disorder, intimidate opponents, and seize moral power while the state looks away.

Dismember the dragon

The Trump administration’s decision to designate Antifa a domestic terrorist organization was long overdue. The label finally acknowledged what citizens already knew: Antifa functions as a militant enterprise, recruiting and radicalizing youth for coordinated violence nationwide.

But naming the threat isn’t enough. The movement’s financiers, organizers, and enablers must also face justice. Every dollar that funds Antifa’s destruction should be traced, seized, and exposed.

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This fight transcends party lines. It’s not about left versus right; it’s about civilization versus anarchy. When politicians and judges excuse or ignore mob violence, they imperil the republic itself. Americans must reject silence and cowardice while street militias operate with impunity.

Antifa is organized, funded, and emboldened. The violence in Portland and Chicago is deliberate, not spontaneous. If America fails to confront it decisively, the price won’t just be broken cities — it will be the erosion of the republic itself.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.

URGENT: Supreme Court case could redefine religious liberty

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The state is effectively silencing professionals who dare speak truths about gender and sexuality, redefining faith-guided speech as illegal.

This week, free speech is once again on the line before the U.S. Supreme Court. At stake is whether Americans still have the right to talk about faith, morality, and truth in their private practice without the government’s permission.

The case comes out of Colorado, where lawmakers in 2019 passed a ban on what they call “conversion therapy.” The law prohibits licensed counselors from trying to change a minor’s gender identity or sexual orientation, including their behaviors or gender expression. The law specifically targets Christian counselors who serve clients attempting to overcome gender dysphoria and not fall prey to the transgender ideology.

The root of this case isn’t about therapy. It’s about erasing a worldview.

The law does include one convenient exception. Counselors are free to “assist” a person who wants to transition genders but not someone who wants to affirm their biological sex. In other words, you can help a child move in one direction — one that is in line with the state’s progressive ideology — but not the other.

Think about that for a moment. The state is saying that a counselor can’t even discuss changing behavior with a client. Isn’t that the whole point of counseling?

One‑sided freedom

Kaley Chiles, a licensed professional counselor in Colorado Springs, has been one of the victims of this blatant attack on the First Amendment. Chiles has dedicated her practice to helping clients dealing with addiction, trauma, sexuality struggles, and gender dysphoria. She’s also a Christian who serves patients seeking guidance rooted in biblical teaching.

Before 2019, she could counsel minors according to her faith. She could talk about biblical morality, identity, and the path to wholeness. When the state outlawed that speech, she stopped. She followed the law — and then she sued.

Her case, Chiles v. Salazar, is now before the Supreme Court. Justices heard oral arguments on Tuesday. The question: Is counseling a form of speech or merely a government‑regulated service?

If the court rules the wrong way, it won’t just silence therapists. It could muzzle pastors, teachers, parents — anyone who believes in truth grounded in something higher than the state.

Censored belief

I believe marriage between a man and a woman is ordained by God. I believe that family — mother, father, child — is central to His design for humanity.

I believe that men and women are created in God’s image, with divine purpose and eternal worth. Gender isn’t an accessory; it’s part of who we are.

I believe the command to “be fruitful and multiply” still stands, that the power to create life is sacred, and that it belongs within marriage between a man and a woman.

And I believe that when we abandon these principles — when we treat sex as recreation, when we dissolve families, when we forget our vows — society fractures.

Are those statements controversial now? Maybe. But if this case goes against Chiles, those statements and others could soon be illegal to say aloud in public.

Faith on trial

In Colorado today, a counselor cannot sit down with a 15‑year‑old who’s struggling with gender identity and say, “You were made in God’s image, and He does not make mistakes.” That is now considered hate speech.

That’s the “freedom” the modern left is offering — freedom to affirm, but never to question. Freedom to comply, but never to dissent. The same movement that claims to champion tolerance now demands silence from anyone who disagrees. The root of this case isn’t about therapy. It’s about erasing a worldview.

The real test

No matter what happens at the Supreme Court, we cannot stop speaking the truth. These beliefs aren’t political slogans. For me, they are the product of years of wrestling, searching, and learning through pain and grace what actually leads to peace. For us, they are the fundamental principles that lead to a flourishing life. We cannot balk at standing for truth.

Maybe that’s why God allows these moments — moments when believers are pushed to the wall. They force us to ask hard questions: What is true? What is worth standing for? What is worth dying for — and living for?

If we answer those questions honestly, we’ll find not just truth, but freedom.

The state doesn’t grant real freedom — and it certainly isn’t defined by Colorado legislators. Real freedom comes from God. And the day we forget that, the First Amendment will mean nothing at all.

This article originally appeared on TheBlaze.com.

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What our response to Israel reveals about us

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I have been honored to receive the Defender of Israel Award from Prime Minister Netanyahu.

The Jerusalem Post recently named me one of the strongest Christian voices in support of Israel.

And yet, my support is not blind loyalty. It’s not a rubber stamp for any government or policy. I support Israel because I believe it is my duty — first as a Christian, but even if I weren’t a believer, I would still support her as a man of reason, morality, and common sense.

Because faith isn’t required to understand this: Israel’s existence is not just about one nation’s survival — it is about the survival of Western civilization itself.

It is a lone beacon of shared values in the Middle East. It is a bulwark standing against radical Islam — the same evil that seeks to dismantle our own nation from within.

And my support is not rooted in politics. It is rooted in something simpler and older than politics: a people’s moral and historical right to their homeland, and their right to live in peace.

Israel has that right — and the right to defend herself against those who openly, repeatedly vow her destruction.

Let’s make it personal: if someone told me again and again that they wanted to kill me and my entire family — and then acted on that threat — would I not defend myself? Wouldn’t you? If Hamas were Canada, and we were Israel, and they did to us what Hamas has done to them, there wouldn’t be a single building left standing north of our border. That’s not a question of morality.

That’s just the truth. All people — every people — have a God-given right to protect themselves. And Israel is doing exactly that.

My support for Israel’s right to finish the fight against Hamas comes after eighty years of rejected peace offers and failed two-state solutions. Hamas has never hidden its mission — the eradication of Israel. That’s not a political disagreement.

That’s not a land dispute. That is an annihilationist ideology. And while I do not believe this is America’s war to fight, I do believe — with every fiber of my being — that it is Israel’s right, and moral duty, to defend her people.

Criticism of military tactics is fair. That’s not antisemitism. But denying Israel’s right to exist, or excusing — even celebrating — the barbarity of Hamas? That’s something far darker.

We saw it on October 7th — the face of evil itself. Women and children slaughtered. Babies burned alive. Innocent people raped and dragged through the streets. And now, to see our own fellow citizens march in defense of that evil… that is nothing short of a moral collapse.

If the chants in our streets were, “Hamas, return the hostages — Israel, stop the bombing,” we could have a conversation.

But that’s not what we hear.

What we hear is open sympathy for genocidal hatred. And that is a chasm — not just from decency, but from humanity itself. And here lies the danger: that same hatred is taking root here — in Dearborn, in London, in Paris — not as horror, but as heroism. If we are not vigilant, the enemy Israel faces today will be the enemy the free world faces tomorrow.

This isn’t about politics. It’s about truth. It’s about the courage to call evil by its name and to say “Never again” — and mean it.

And you don’t have to open a Bible to understand this. But if you do — if you are a believer — then this issue cuts even deeper. Because the question becomes: what did God promise, and does He keep His word?

He told Abraham, “I will bless those who bless you, and curse those who curse you.” He promised to make Abraham the father of many nations and to give him “the whole land of Canaan.” And though Abraham had other sons, God reaffirmed that promise through Isaac. And then again through Isaac’s son, Jacob — Israel — saying: “The land I gave to Abraham and Isaac I give to you and to your descendants after you.”

That’s an everlasting promise.

And from those descendants came a child — born in Bethlehem — who claimed to be the Savior of the world. Jesus never rejected His title as “son of David,” the great King of Israel.

He said plainly that He came “for the lost sheep of the house of Israel.” And when He returns, Scripture says He will return as “the Lion of the tribe of Judah.” And where do you think He will go? Back to His homeland — Israel.

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And what will He find when He gets there? His brothers — or his brothers’ enemies? Will the roads where He once walked be preserved? Or will they lie in rubble, as Gaza does today? If what He finds looks like the aftermath of October 7th, then tell me — what will be my defense as a Christian?

Some Christians argue that God’s promises to Israel have been transferred exclusively to the Church. I don’t believe that. But even if you do, then ask yourself this: if we’ve inherited the promises, do we not also inherit the land? Can we claim the birthright and then, like Esau, treat it as worthless when the world tries to steal it?

So, when terrorists come to slaughter Israelis simply for living in the land promised to Abraham, will we stand by? Or will we step forward — into the line of fire — and say,

“Take me instead”?

Because this is not just about Israel’s right to exist.

It’s about whether we still know the difference between good and evil.

It’s about whether we still have the courage to stand where God stands.

And if we cannot — if we will not — then maybe the question isn’t whether Israel will survive. Maybe the question is whether we will.

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