In his book, Tye digs up the corpse of Senator Joseph McCarthy with the intent of comparing his maligned career to the current administration of Donald Trump. The Democrats, who have gone full Marxist, could find no better grave to desecrate and phantom to exorcise than that of Joseph McCarthy.
Finally, the American people got to hear a refutation to the Fine People Hoax. That’s where President Trump supposedly said, after the 2017 Charlottesville Unite the Right Rally, there were “fine people” on both sides – meaning the white supremacists, KKKers and neo-Nazis supposedly were “fine people.”
Health updates are always tedious, especially, in my case, when one is the patient. This should be my last report.
Trump blew it. The President of the United States allowed himself to be called a “liar” and a “clown,” an enormity that has not even been noticed. And he failed to deal effectively with any of his opponent’s smooth lies. For millions of shallow, naïve, clueless Americans, Biden appeared “Presidential” and as Trump’s superior in character, knowledge, and constructiveness.
The modern American household is a far cry from the family “castle” that even the King dared not enter. It is a set of cubicles, where individuals stash their stuff and listen to their own music or watch their own programs….
Biden was refreshingly candid. At last the American people get to see the real Joe, a nasty, lying, slandering little reptile with a fixed grin on his face begging for someone to knock it off with a well-aimed blow of the fist.
Lying awake, I half-dreamed a novel plot in which an ordinary man dies, technically, on the operating table. The doctors revive him, and after weeks of slow and painful recovery, he goes back to his old life.
Pletho had concealed his growing attachment to what he thought was the old religion of the Greeks, though it was in fact NeoPlatonic Neopaganism, but some part of his explicitly pagan work The Laws came to the attention of his more Orthodox friends. However the last fragment of the Roman Empire had more on its hands in the 1450’s than a brilliant pagan
Dr. Fleming talks about property and ownership. Do you really own it or can it be taken away?
It was the Summer of 2008 when I first made my way up to Rockford, Illinois. It was a slow, languorous summer drive, with plenty of preparatory reading to do, some often crammed in during the final segment of the voyage. In many ways, this year was no different. In other ways, the long tentacles of Covid-19 (and its handlers) couldn’t help but be felt by the attendees. But perhaps the miracle is that we were able to meet at all, while most of the world huddled inside or behind masks, frightened by the government, media, and the new bands...
The Wrongs of Rights
