Daddy lessons are my series of what I am teaching my children. Daddy Lesson #4: Your physical health is everything, without it you can do nothing.
Healthy eating is the most important starting point. It is also the hardest. Eat vegetables, fruits, fish, birds, some red meat. Try to leave it at that. Foods containing processed sugars are toxic.… read more “Daddy Lesson #4: Your Physical Health Is Everything”
Daddy Lesson #3: Here is what to look for in the person that you marry:
-The purpose of life (Daddy Lesson #1) is to have children. So the most important characteristic in the person you marry is that they want to have lots of children. The purpose of marriage itself is to create a safe and loving family environment to have and raise children.… read more “Daddy Lesson #3: The characteristics of who you should marry”
Daddy lesson #2 of the key lessons I am teaching my kids: The most important decision you will make in your life is who you marry. No where you go to college, not what career you want, not what car you drive, not what hobbies you pursue, not who your friends are, not where you work, nothing else but who you marry.… read more “Daddy Lesson #2: The Most Important Decision In Life Is Who You Marry”
I have been teaching my kids what I have come to call the “Daddy Lessons”.
Daddy Lesson 1: The purpose of life is to have children.
Every biology textbook says the primary drive of all living creatures is to reproduce. Every major religion strongly encourages having children, including the Bible which commands “Be fruitful and multiply”.… read more “The purpose of life”
I built a successful web design business with virtually no government oversight—so nothing could have prepared me for the shock of stepping into three of America’s most heavily regulated industries.
Sure, my web agency had standard taxes and basic labor laws, but we didn’t have specialized government regulators breathing down our necks. Back then, I thought standard rules were onerous.… read more “Trapped In The Regulatory Nightmare of Washington State”
If you piled the skulls of all of those murdered by the far left in one place, it would be both taller and longer and wider than the Rose Bowl stadium.
I woke up to a violent banging on my apartment door. I was still half-drunk from the night before, confused, and had no idea that opening that door would change my roommate’s life forever—or that I was about to accidentally hand him over to federal agents.
Here is the full story of the morning ICE arrested my good friend and roommate.… read more “ICE Raided My Home”