Podcast: Nothing for Something: The College Entrance Scandal
Rich trash celebrities have outraged the press by buying privileges that are reserved for “underprivileged minority students.”
Author: Thomas Fleming
Poem of the Week: National Anthem of Ancient Britons
What’s the use of shirts of cotton,
Studs that always get forgotten?
These affairs are simply rotten:
Better far is woad.
Two Oinks for Democracy, Conclusion: Dealing with Muslims
Any honest evaluation of US foreign policy over the past 50 years would lead to one conclusion: Any effort to build a stable regime friendly to US interests will have to construct its programs on a population that has some understanding of the West and some institutions—religious or cultural—compatible with our own. On this basis, we can appreciate at least one of the reasons why we have chosen Israel, for all the troubles this special relationship has cost us, to be the focus of our influence in the Middle East: Israel is a European colony in the Arab and Muslim...
Podcast: Why Lefties Don’t Breed
“The Sky Is Falling! The Sky Is Falling!” I can’t bear to bring children into this world, much less spare the time to bring them up.
Two Oinks for Democracy, Part I of II
Over the years, much of our critique of American imperialism was made on the level of principle: Preemptive wars, inherently wrong in themselves, would eventually justify the militarization of American life and the final destruction of our constitutional order. Reconstruction abroad, we argued, would inevitably justify reconstruction at home.
Take Five: Taxation With Representation Still Tyranny
Ruling elites, which historically collect 10-15% in duties and fees, now confiscate 50% or more of the income of hardworking men and women, robbing them of their time and their power over their lives.
Generations of Impotence, Conclusion: The Cruelty of Nerds
Like so many modern American males, the Marquis de Sade was incapable of taking pleasure in the ordinary things of life. Morally and intellectually feeble, he wallowed in fantasies of sexual violence. The history of civilization might be written as a series of social inventions for the proper application of violence: boxing matches, duels, warfare. When civilizations die, men cannot fall back on the killer instincts of barbarians who control their violence. They are like the jackdaws studied by Konrad Lorenz: Not genetically programmed to fight and kill, they do not have the ritual off-switch to stop violence, once it...
Ilhan and the New Face of America
CSPAN coverage of the House of Representatives may soon replace Comedy Central. Within a short 24 hour period, House Democrats proposed giving the vote to illegal aliens and refused to condemn outrageous statements made by Somali Muslim Ilhan Omar. Born in Mogadishu, where she spent her early years, Omar and her family were granted refugee status by an American government whose kindness exceeded its wisdom. Omar was brought up in the most ridiculous state of the American Union—Minnesota—where she eventually became a policy fellow at the Hubert Humphrey School of extraterrestrial Marxism, “community nutrition educator” at the state’s parody-university,...
Generations of Impotence, Part II “Stone Cold Dead in the WWF Market”
Big John Canaday may not have had brains, but with or without a gun he had grit, and to this day I do not know why he befriended me, much less why he picked the least athletic person he knew to take Coach Butts out to dinner. It may have been something as simple as the fact that my father owned a sports team, or–as I should prefer to think–that he knew I was at ease with grown-up men. Another bar (The Keg) in Charleston was owned by a Jewish prize-fighter who did not want kids in what was more...
Generations of Impotence, or, Everything is Jake, Part I
My old man did not think much of writers; he had known too many of them. He did not like what little he had seen of Hemingway and regarded his obsession with virility as unmanly. He used to say, of a certain type of tuft-hunting spongers that they were the sort who called Hemingway “Papa.” Hemingway, at least as a younger man, must have had few illusions about himself and his generation, and his first and best novel, The Sun Also Rises is an American’s Good-bye to All That, to manhood as well as civilization. In the novel poor Jake...
