ABOUT US
Welcome to *American Christian Mafia*—an American evangelical stronghold where we don’t bow, we don’t bend, and we sure don’t break. Born in July 2007, we rode outta the dust as a ragtag posse—seminary renegades, gunslinging preachers, and message board hellraisers who wouldn’t bow to the emerging church’s lukewarm gospel. Back in the early aughts, we were the black hats on their message board—distinct, despised, and damned in the minority, theologically and politically. When they snarled, ‘This was a great place ‘til the conservative reformed mafia showed up,’ we took it as a badge of honor. Now, we’re stormin’ back, with a Bible in one hand and Doc’s shotgun in the other. We’re the flint-eyed enforcers of the Reformed Right Wing, reckonin’ with the explosive intersection of faith and power, and we’ll shoot straight ‘til the last trumpet blows.
WHO WE ARE
We’re the ornery sons of Calvin’s brood—preachers, polemicists, and patriots who’d rather wrestle Satan bare-handed than stomach lukewarm drivel. You’ll see us rejectin’ Pelagian piffle and woke wafflin’ for the sovereignty of Christ and the ironclad Word. The “Reformed” in our name ain’t just a fancy hat; it’s a battle scar, a vow to Sola Scriptura, total depravity, and God’s unyieldin’ grace.
We’ve swapped ‘Conservative’ for ‘American’—why? Conservatism’s a ghost town, just holdin’ the line on yesterday’s leftist wins. We’re fightin’ for liberty, spittin’ in the face of wokeism and communism, for a nation that’s more than an idea—it’s our heritage, our home, and the God’s sovereignty over a people and a place.
We are the 35mg pouches of the Reformed Right Wing—full-strength and hittin’ harder than a preacher’s fist in the face of Judgment Day.
WHAT WE DO
We sling commentary like buckshot at a barn dance—hard, fast, and aimed square at the crossroads of Christianity and politics. From the pulpit to the polling station, we skin the wolves in sheep’s clothin’, call out the Pharisees of the globalist elite, and give Big Eva’s elitists—those self-appointed guardians of American evangelicalism peddlin’ compromise and accommodation for power and prestige—a double-barreled dose of truth. The Regime ain’t just about cancel culture—it’s a Marxist ambush. They’re demonetizin’ us, lockin’ us up as political prisoners, transin’ our kids, and plotin’ coups. But we don’t flinch. No sacred cows, no soft soap—just raw, Reformed rage against the machine. This ain’t a devotional; it’s a declaration of war.
WHY SUBSTACK AND X?
Substack and X are our Dodge City—a lawless stretch of dirt where we face down the devil’s deputies with no one to water down the whiskey. No woke gatekeepers, no limp-wristed censors—just us, our wits, and you, the reader with the guts to stand in the fire. Our dispatches thunder into your inbox like a cavalry charge—unrelentin’ and unrepentant.
TAKE YOUR STAND
This ain’t for the faint-hearted or the fence-sitters, huckleberry. Subscribe to *American Christian Mafia* and strap on your spurs. Hurl your firebrands in the comments, tweet your tweets, and join the ranks of the mafia who don’t flinch at the fight. We’re ridin’ into the storm, speakin’ truth against a flood of lies, and lovin’ every second of it. Saddle up!
Wyatt: All right. Let’s finish it.
Doc: Indeed, sir. The last charge of Wyatt Earp and his immortals.
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