Ditch the Olympics
Whatever dignity or utility the Modern Olympics might have had is gone. Let’s make 2026 the last one.
Whatever dignity or utility the Modern Olympics might have had is gone. Let’s make 2026 the last one.
It is very disturbing to read or hear self-described conservative women, some of them patriotic Southerners, who use off-color diction, such as saying this or that “s-cks”–and please don’t tell me you don’t know the reference–or “p-ssed off” and dozen of other childish attempts to sound tough.
I was about 35 during the Iranian Hostage Crisis, and in the village where I lived, someone I had known slightly–he was everyone else’s cousin–returned from Iran, where he was an executive with Aramco.
A frank discussion, not for children, of the recent spate of killings by males pretending to be females
A podcast interview with Chef Garret Fleming on the great American biscuit.
Who could ever have believed, back in the dull old days of Eisenhower and Kennedy, that Conservative Republicans would be asked to choose between Erika Kirk and Candace Owens, two dizzy broads who can’t tell up from down much less right from left or right from wrong? Who could have predicted that the NFL would become a nest of traitors and degenerates, while conservatives would turn to an alternative program featuring Kid Rock? One could go on, but that would only antagonize the stultified fans of Greg Gutfeld, Tucker Carlson, Glen Beck, Alex Jones, Ben Shapiro, National Review and every...
For the next few months we shall be posting many more poems than usual, all by English poets in the Victorian Age. These are the poems that will certainly be discussed in Summer School.
A podcast in which we examine the justification for the first American War of Secession
From Metternich to Montalbano–reflections on Italy and Sicily, slightly revised. The photo of the writer was taken at the Casa di Pirandello in front of the famous playwright’s statue/