Canada and the Privileged LadyBy Truth SpeaksCanada watched her like a storm on a lake—drawn in by the noise, yet cautious of the damage. They called her privileged, polished, a leader. But Roy called her none of those things. He was blunt: no leader at all.She moved through rooms like a storm aware of the cameras—sharp smile, head tilted just

You said I was the problem.No, I’m not religious. I just have a very close relationship with God, my Father. There’s a difference. One fills buildings; the other fills bones.Sit down a minute and let me dust off some of that old‑school wisdom everybody pretends they’ve outgrown. The kind your grandfather kept in the glove box and Hollywood

Life, Love, and the Noise of the World: A Lesson in TrustLife is a tricky business, and when it comes to relationships, it’s doubly so. It’s hard enough to figure out how you feel, what you want, and who you can trust in this world full of noise. But when people who aren’t part of the story—family, friends, or strangers who’ve got nothing