There was a time when the foreign policy of a nation was built on the bedrock of three cold, hard realities: geography, resources, and the credible threat of force. It was a world where men looked at maps and saw chessboards, where the primary goal was the preservation of the state and the…

The Premium Price of Chaos: How Unchecked Borders Are Costing Every Canadian Man The Silent Tax on the Middle Class It’s an insult added to injury—a stealth tax that doesn’t appear on your paycheck but hits your wallet just as hard. For Canadian men who spend their lives building careers,…

I was thirty-seven, standing in the produce aisle of a grocery store that smelled faintly of bleach and overripe bananas, when the thought hit me like a rogue shopping cart: Who the hell am I, anyway? My cart held two steaks, a six-pack, and a single sad onion. My phone buzzed with a text from my…