Poem: Une Belle Dame Sans Merci
I wrote this some time in the early 1980s before moving to Rockford. It’s been printed in one or two places. Lovers of Ernest Dowson will recognize the line I have borrowed from one of his best poems.
Author: Thomas Fleming
John Derbyshire on Why We Should Harden Our Hearts
My old friend Peter Brimelow was kind enough to send me this link to an interesting article by John Derbyshire on VDARE.com. https://vdare.com/articles/john-derbyshire-harden-our-hearts-or-let-the-third-world-in-is-there-another-option
Abortion Advocacy as Moral Suicide
If I advocate an unrestricted right to abortion, then, it must include my mother’s right to have aborted me for whatever reason she chose.
The Great Revolution–From Whiggery to Marxism in one easy lesson
The Liberal Premise is not so much a collection of ethical and political positions as it is an ideological posture, or, to take a metaphor from everyday life in the new millennium, it is a virus that is forever mutating to meet new challenges to its advance.
“I Don’t Want to Startle You, but They are Going to Kill Most of US…”
Reading the media coverage of the recent hit on the head of al Quaeda, I asked myself the question: When is a terrorist not a terrorist? Answer: When he works for the government of the United States.
Poem by Lawrence Binyon
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Rationalizing Abortion
Most modern schools of philosophy base morality on the principles of reason, and the principal accounts of moral development emphasize growth in moral reasoning rather than moral behavior. To be a human person in this sense would mean that an individual is conscious of his own existence and capable of making rational decisions, including the decision to remain alive.
An Apology from the Editor
The website has been neglected for over ten days. Initially, the cause was the Summer Seminar, which went beautifully–more on that in a day or two. The past five days, another round of COVID, this one comparatively mild, has taken me out of the picture. Today, I am no longer content to lie on the sofa, coughing and groaning as I listen to a reading of The Day of the Jackal, but I am actually doing proof-reading and and attending to business that is not too taxing to my befuddled brain.
