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Our justice system is failing everyday Americans. Too many judges are releasing violent criminals back onto our streets with little regard for the safety of law-abiding families. We need real accountability so citizens can see exactly how these officials are deciding cases involving murderers, sex offenders, and repeat felons.
A free, easy-to-use public database tracking every judge’s rulings would bring much-needed transparency to the bench. Imagine being able to review patterns of leniency or strictness at a glance, empowering voters and watchdogs to demand better.
Judges like Roy Wiggins and Baker Carper serve the public, not the other way around. It’s time to shine a light on their records and restore faith that the system actually protects the innocent.

She left the safest place she had ever known.
A small Texas town where the biggest drama was Friday night football and who got engaged. Sheltered. Quiet. A world away from anything terrible.
Then she graduated nursing school in 1967.
And the helicopters started calling her name.
Young men from her own town were coming home in flag-draped caskets. The Army needed nurses desperately. Most people her age never had to make a choice like that.
Marilyn Huepers made it anyway.
In 1968, twenty-four-year-old Lieutenant Marilyn Huepers stepped off a plane at Chu Lai Combat Base in Vietnam.
The heat slammed into her first. Then the smell — jet fuel, red dust, antiseptic, and something darker she would soon know too well. Then the sound that would define the next year of her life.
Helicopters.
The relentless whop-whop-whop of Huey rotor blades meant only one thing at the 27th Surgical Hospital: the wounded were coming. And they never stopped coming.
This was no television drama. The 27th Surgical sat right in the...