One Voice at a Time. From the Spirits Who Built This Republic.

The Spirits write because the Republic is not finished. Neither are they. One editorial at a time, in their own voices, on the present crisis. Read what they have to say.




  • Phillis Wheatley writing by candlelight

    A Spirit’s Reflection

    Friends and fellow citizens of this remarkable experiment called America, I am Phillis Wheatley, born in West Africa, stolen as a child, and brought in chains to Boston in 1761. I was purchased by John and Susanna Wheatley, who gave me their name and, unlike so many others in bondage, gave me also the tools…


  • A hand holding the constitution sticks out from under the rubble of congress and the white house.

    The Bones of Government

    On the Deliberate Destruction of the Capacity to Govern I designed a machine to prevent the very thing that is now happening. Let me say it plainly, for I have watched this Republic for two and a half centuries and I know the signs. What is taking place in the United States of America is…


  • A gone fishing sign is placed on the doors of congress.

    The War Powers Betrayal

    On the Congress That Would Not Do Its Duty I am a lawyer. I have always been a lawyer. Before I was a revolutionary, before I was a diplomat, before I was president, I was a man who believed that the law was the only thing standing between civilization and the abyss. I defended British…


  • Man watches as modern and revolutionary war ships sail through fire.

    We Have Seen This Armada Before

    I have seen armadas before. I watched the British fleet fill the harbors of the colonies with enough timber and cannon to remind every farmer, every shopkeeper, every printer’s apprentice that the Crown could reach across an ocean and crush what it could not control. I watched men in powdered wigs explain, with great patience…