Anyone with one eye half open is aware that American cities have become jungles of violence and sewers of vice. Unfortunately, most of the remedies proposed are worse than the disease. The only possible way out lies with changes more radical than Eastern Europe undertook at the end of the Cold War.
Chris Cuomo has finally succeeded in attracting public attention. Cuomo was with his family in a bar on Shelter Island, New York, when a Dittohead stranger approached him and made the mistake of calling him “Fredo”—a not very imaginative nickname coined, apparently, by Rush Limbaugh. Cuomo exploded
Jerry Nadler says Trump’s rhetoric reminds him of Germany in the 1930’s. I didn’t know he was that old.
There is no secret plot or conspiracy to undermine our national sovereignty, unless by conspiracy we mean the collective will of the political class. The Bushes and the Clintons would be rightly outraged if they heard rumors of such suspicions. Opposing globalization today is like criticizing affirmative action, challenging women’s rights, or pointing out that homosexuals are a serious drain on our finite medical resources.
If Black lives really matter, why do Black people continue to support Elijah Cummings, Al Sharpton, and the criminal thugs who are destroying their cities?
The NAU is an alleged plot to merge the three nations of North America—the United States, Canada, and Mexico—into a union that will function something like the European Union. If the first step toward unification is represented by the “NAFTA Highway”—a free-trade hole in the American border stretching from Mexico to Canada proposed by former Texas Governor and Bush family representative Rick Perry—the apogee will be the issuance of a new common currency, the Amero.
This morning at breakfast, my wife asked me what Piers Morgan meant in calling Donald Trump a Fascist. Without having read—or even intending to read the column—I was able to state with total conviction.
“Nothing.”
Donald Trump has put his big foot, once again, into his bigger mouth. He must be crazy, telling immigrants to go back where they came from, just because they openly declare their hatred for the country that has taken them in. Even Trump’s American friend in the UK, Piers Morgan, has called him on the carpet.
In his novel Les déracinés (1897), Barrès chronicled the adventures of a group of boys at his own lycée in Nancy. Their philosophy teacher, brilliant and ruthless, instills in them vast, almost Napoleonic ambitions to put their talents into the service of the ongoing revolutionary liberal tradition. This is a late reflection of the tradition of Romantic heroism that usually ends disastrously in fiction. Remember Julien Sorel? Raskolnikov? What happens to the boys in Paris is the subject of the novel. Some become dissolute; others are reduced to poverty; but all begin to collaborate on a journal of the...
