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Andrei Navrozov

Andrei Navrozov

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Andrei Navrozov / Feature / Wednesday's Child

3 Dec, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: A State of No Conscience

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“In an instant I had my lifelong foe by the throat. After so many years of waiting and longing, he was mine at last. I tore him to shreds and fragments. I rent the fragments to bits. I cast the bleeding rubbish into the fire, and drew into my nostrils the grateful incense of my burnt-offering.  At last, and forever, my Conscience was dead!  I was a free man!  I turned upon my poor aunt, who was almost petrified with terror, and shouted: ‘Out of this house with your paupers, your charities, your reforms, your pestilent morals! You behold before...

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Andrei Navrozov / Wednesday's Child

28 Nov, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: Easy Listening

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Another impression I took home after that fortnight in London was of being trapped in an elevator of the 1980’s.  This is really a new thing in the city most people associate with reserve, politeness, and tranquility, that one is everywhere and at all hours surrounded with “music.”  Needless to say, it’s not music at all, but a cousin of what during my American years I heard played in elevators, shopping malls, and offices of the more vicious kind of dentist. I read recently that the American original was called Muzak because its inventor had been so taken with Kodak...

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Andrei Navrozov / Feature / Wednesday's Child

21 Nov, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: A London Postscript

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 While I was in London, an old friend of mine and I had what can be described as an emotional misunderstanding, and since then I’ve thought of little else. Particularly in view of the fact that had it not been for this friend’s nearly infinite kindness to me over the years, I probably wouldn’t be here now writing about it, or about anything else for that matter. So I could do worse, I figured, than to extrapolate the misunderstanding and extract a moral out of its reflective depths. The moral is that modern civilization has compromised sentiment. In about the...

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Andrei Navrozov / Wednesday's Child

13 Nov, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: Letter from London

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Like those time-lapse nature photographs that show the flower bud opening into a full-blown blossom only to shed the petals one by one in a matter of seconds, each successive visit to London reveals an acceleration of its decomposition. We may be horrified by the ravages of time on the features of an old friend when we meet a him after many years on different continents, but should his face have the same effect on us after a mere month’s absence, then either we need better glasses or else we’re looking at a picture of Dorian Gray. The scandal upon...

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Andrei Navrozov / Wednesday's Child

31 Oct, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: The Writer’s Place

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The idea of the melting pot, in my view, has done more to harm the United States than any other. There are probably as many foreigners per capita in Britain as in America, but society there encourages them to keep to themselves, to stick to their aboriginal ways and exotic garb, to cross the stage every once in a while – extravagantly costumed and, as it were, becomingly inscrutable – instead of going after lead roles.

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Andrei Navrozov / Wednesday's Child

10 Oct, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: Hail Schism!

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On the last day of August a momentous event took place, a historic meeting of the Ecumenical Patriarch of Constantinople with his Moscow counterpart.  Prompted by that encounter was yesterday’s convening of the Holy Synod, which will conclude its deliberations and publish its resolutions tomorrow.  A great new schism is in the offing, undoubtedly good news for all true Orthodox believers.