Greg Richter: Writer, Editor, Photographer

05/14/2026

The greater danger to Christianity has rarely been outsiders fumbling doctrine. It has more often been insiders — or pretenders — using faith as camouflage for ambition, ego, greed, or control.

03/30/2026

My latest on Afroman and a Tennessee grandma as the latest cases of police goof-ups.

Innocent Americans shouldn't have to repair their lives at their own expense when police botch it.

02/26/2026

I've been working on something I'm genuinely excited about, and I need your help before it goes public.

The project is called Drawing Near: A 30-Day Journey Into the Presence of God — a daily devotional study designed for anyone who wants to go deeper with God, whether you've been in church your whole life or you're just starting to ask questions. It draws on voices from across the Christian tradition — Catholic, Protestant, Orthodox, and everywhere in between — because the God we're all reaching toward is bigger than any one tradition.

Before we release it, we're looking for two kinds of beta readers:

📖 Everyday readers — people who will work through the study as it's meant to be used and tell us honestly: Does this land? Is it clear? Is there a day that really hit you, or one that fell flat? You don't need any theological background — in fact, it's better if you don't.

✝️ Pastors and Christian leaders — people with formal training who can evaluate the theological accuracy, the handling of sources, and whether the tone is right for the audiences you serve. We especially want to hear from people across traditions.

This is a free resource — no purchase required, no strings attached. All I'm asking for in return is honest feedback within a few weeks of receiving it.

If you're interested in either role, reply to this post or send me a message and I'll get you a copy. And if this sounds like something someone you know would want to weigh in on, I'd be grateful if you'd share it.

— Greg Richter

02/22/2026

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02/10/2026

In today's posting, I'm continuing my warning call against the robot invasion!

No matter how many dystopian novels or films warn us against playing God with gears, humanity seems determined to build a person from scratch.

02/08/2026

🎉 Happy Super Bowl Sunday! Here’s to honoring the game’s wild past — and enjoying the modern version where weirdness is mostly just on the scoreboard! 🏈✨



🏆 C. Husal Utes’ Retro Rulebook — Old Football Rules That Time Forgot

📜 From the 1870s–early NFL era:

No forward pass at all — for the first 30+ years of the game, you literally couldn’t throw the ball forward. It was all running and brute force.

Forward-pass madness when it was allowed — early forward passes had bizarre limits: must be within 5 yards of the line, capped at 20 yards, penalties for incompletions, and loss of possession if the pass hit the ground untouched.

“Heeling” the ball — centers originally used the back of their cleats to push the ball backwards to the quarterback instead of snapping it.

Punts for yardage + retain possession — teams once punted on purpose to gain ground and keep the ball.

“Punt-out” on point after touchdown — after scoring, you could punt the ball to a better spot before trying for the extra points, which at one time were worth four!

Fumbles out of bounds went to the first retriever — not automatically to the defense.

📏 Old NFL oddities you won’t see today:

🌀 The Tuck Rule — if a QB’s arm started forward and he lost the ball trying to bring it back in, it was an incomplete pass — not a fumble. Used 1999–2013 and infamous for playoff controversy.

📣 Crowd noise penalty — for a while in the 1970s–2000s, teams could be penalized if their fans were too loud. It’s gone now (thankfully).

🏈 No hash marks — early games placed the ball straight where the last play ended, even if near the sideline.

⛑ Helmets weren’t mandatory — players could play bare-headed into the 1940s.

🪖 Face masks optional — no face masks until the mid-1950s, and early ones were minimal.

🧍 One-platoon football (“iron man” era) — players stayed on the field for offense and defense; subs were highly restricted until mid-20th century.

🤯 Weird historical game conditions:

⚖️ No tackler needed to hold someone down for the play to be dead — early football required actual downing in certain eras.

📚 Bonus trivia (not dead, just rare):

💥 Fair catch kick — after a fair catch, a team can attempt a free kick field goal without a rush — incredibly rare but still technically in the rulebook.

🧠 One-point safety — almost never seen, but under old college/NFL popoffs, a bizarre one-point safety could be scored.

02/05/2026

I know something AI does not know: I am not left-handed!

02/02/2026

C. Husal Utes: Idea Man now has his own page. Keep up with his exploits here: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61587098744157

01/22/2026

A Psalm of the Electric Shepherd
K.S. Esto

The Mask
Behold the man who rises on the screen,
With simple words to soothe the troubled mind.
A face of common clay, yet seldom seen,
Who speaks the hidden fears of all mankind.
His tongue is smooth, a balm for every wound,
He strums the heartstrings with a gentle hand;
By glorious signs his tyranny is tuned,
A laughing savior for a broken land.

Eye and Truth
He builds a glass where history is remade,
And teaches tongues a flatter, colder speech.
The ancient truths begin to dim and fade,
Removed entirely from the people’s reach.
His eye is fixed inside the private room,
A loving watchman swearing to protect.
He guides the children gently to their doom,
And names as treason what he finds suspect.

The Exchange
Now none may buy the grain nor sell the wheat,
Except they bear his number on the vein.
The soul is bartered for a place to sleep,
Security exchanged for hidden chain.
To eat his bread, you must adore his face,
And bow before the altar of the wire.

The Cost
Your spirit starves amidst the marketplace,
Consumed by comfort as by unseen fire.
The chain you bought is heavy on the wrist,
The sleep is fitful in the rented bed.
The name of God ceases to exist,
Replaced by daily rations of his bread.

Boot and Blood
The things you find suspect he names as crime,
The loving watchman turns the lens to burn.
The private room becomes a cell in time,
Where dusty lessons you are forced to learn
The colder speech demands a bloody toll,
The glass records the undoing of the beast.
The twenty-seven years begin to roll,
And vultures gather for the promised feast.

The Unmasking
A broken land beneath a laughing lord,
Whose tyranny was tuned by glorious lies.
The gentle hand now grips the iron sword,
The soothing words are drowned by sudden cries.
The fears of all mankind he made his own,
A face of common clay that hides the fang;
The screen goes dark upon the hollow throne,
Where once the solitary singer sang.

Originally published here: https://gregrichter.substack.com/p/a-psalm-of-the-electric-shepherd