Owen Army

06/17/2026

06/16/2026

More relevant than ever - when I made this sign, I wasn’t talking about a foreign invasion. I was talking about a collapse from within. Feels even closer today than it did a few years ago…

06/13/2026

Go be kind to a random stranger today.

06/11/2026

Almost a year ago, we ran an operation out of a motel. Today, a trafficker was indicted for human trafficking.

If you’ve followed us for any amount of time, you know where we stand. Our entire mission is built around keeping people OUT of prison. Addicts. Gang members.  Dealers. Car thieves.  

Most of these men and women aren’t broken beyond repair. They’re fixable.  We’ve proven it over and over.  People who were stealing cars three years ago are running businesses today.  Hiring people. Paying taxes.  Raising their kids.

We work hand in hand with law enforcement, but we almost never ask them to put someone in a cage.

Almost.

There are exceptions. People who commit sexual violence. People who exploit the vulnerable.  People who hurt kids.  That’s what prison was built for.  And we will hunt those people to the ends of the earth.

Last year, we ran a counter-trafficking operation that the Once American IntelFoundry platform was actually built for. Not for Homeland Security.  Not for a contract.  It was built so our nonprofit could find trafficked women faster than their traffickers could move them.

That night, we found one.

Early twenties.  She accepted services on the spot.  Walked off that motel balcony and into a safe house.

Today she’s in a two-year survivor program. Back in college. About to start a job with a Fortune 500 company in Atlanta.  She’s not surviving. She’s WINNING.

And as of today, a grand jury has returned an indictment against her trafficker.  For human trafficking.

Restoration for the ones who can be restored.  A cell for the ones who prey on them.

That’s the mission.  That’s always been the mission.

We fight monsters.

06/11/2026

Seven years ago, Jess and I made a promise to some people on the streets of Memphis that we’d come back for them.  We kept it.

Since then we’ve turned drug houses into safe houses, walked with hundreds of people from addiction into recovery, helped build coalitions with prosecutors, judges, task forces, and federal agencies, and spent five years saying out loud that we’d get Memphis off the list of the top five deadliest cities in America.

Today, I’m pretty sure we can say that’s been done.

This photo is from the Pentagon last August, visiting friends while in DC ahead of the formation of the Memphis Safe Task Force.  Two recovering addicts covered in tattoos standing at the Department of Defense podium.  You can’t make this stuff up.

I’m used to going after big problems, problems way bigger than I have any business tackling, and I’ve learned something about that process - you make big enemies.  The Taliban wants me dead.  Pakistani ISI supposedly wants me dead.  The Russians doxxed our team.  

And recent events - a certain island, a certain podcast - have put a fresh target on my back and this time I’m not entirely sure I was ready 🤣.

So, lemme get this out of the way - in writing, with witnesses:

I have no desire to hurt myself.  None.  I love my life.  I love it so much, in fact, that I’m taking a few months off from the mission just to enjoy my kids, my wife, and my businesses.  I have nine children, a garage full of project cars, and a long list of reasons to stick around.

I don’t have accidents.  I don’t get depressed near balconies.  I don’t bathe near toasters.  I wear my seatbelt.

We’ll be back.  The mission isn’t done.  But the next chapter gets written from home.