About That Dirty Word, "Assimilation"
There was a time in this country when freedom meant more than just license to desecrate decency—it meant something tethered, rooted, moral. It meant you could worship without fear, raise children without the state slipping into your home through a screen, and speak truth without the digital equivalent of being tarred and feathered by a blue-haired mob with WiFi.
But now? Freedom has become a helium balloon—pretty, untethered, and inevitably drifting into madness.
We’ve managed to twist the nation’s founders’ ideal of liberty into a spiritual swap meet where drag queens teach toddlers to twerk, pagan shamans get equal time on government land, and self-described witches demand tax exemptions for their coven headquarters.
The founding fathers would’ve called it a nervous breakdown. Unfortunately, we call it “progress.”
"Freedom of religion," they said—yes, but not this. Not the brazen flaunting of anti-Christ ideologies as if they were simply unconventional lifestyle choices. When Jefferson penned his musings on liberty of conscience, he wasn’t thinking about taxpayer-funded mosques, Satanic monuments beside nativity scenes, or Christian street preachers being hauled off for reading Romans 1 in public.
And he certainly wasn’t safeguarding the right to mock the very moral structure that made freedom possible in the first place.
And no, you didn’t have to be a born-again Christian to be a citizen—though let's not kid ourselves, if every citizen were washed in the blood of the Lamb, things would be a lot less insane. I wouldn’t complain. But what the Founders never imagined was that we’d turn their hard-fought liberties into a parade ground for ideologies that actively seek to tear them down.
Islam, Roman Catholicism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Talmudic Judaism—pick your flavor. Most of these are not mere private creeds. They are political blueprints. They are systems with governments baked into the theology. They don’t just shape souls, they draft laws, enforce codes, and kneecap the conscience.
Islam demands submission, not just of the spirit but of the state. Hinduism canonizes inequality in its ungodly caste system. Buddhism shrugs at truth and swats at it like a mosquito. Rabbinic Judaism rejects the gospel like a matador avoiding conviction.
And Roman Catholicism cloaks tyranny in gold-threaded vestments and incense, demanding submission to a foreign nation. These aren’t just religions, they’re spiritual empires. And yet here we are, acting as if building temples to every god in the Pantheon is a high civic virtue.
Modern pluralism says all ideas are welcome—unless, of course, those ideas are biblical, in which case you’re a theocrat and probably a domestic terrorist. Say "Jesus is Lord" and you’re a threat to democracy. Say "Allah is greatest," and you’re a misunderstood ambassador of culture. Welcome to the funhouse mirror version of freedom.
America was never supposed to be a religious demolition derby. Our motto was never "from many, let chaos reign." It was e pluribus unum—from many, one. But what we’ve built is not unity…it’s a piecemeal empire of contradiction. Every culture gets a seat at the table—until the table collapses under the weight of incompatible worldviews all demanding dominance. You can’t build peace with a hundred different compasses pointing in a hundred different directions. At some point, somebody has to say north.
That brings us to the dirty word no one’s allowed to say anymore: assimilation.