Poetry by Arthur Clough
As I sat at the café, I said to myself,
They may talk as they please about what they call pelf,
As I sat at the café, I said to myself,
They may talk as they please about what they call pelf,
Ghettos are made by people of heavily criminalized low cultures destroying their environment, which in turn raises more criminals.
Until Trump came along, WaPo columnist Jennifer Rubin called herself a conservative and a Republican. She really was just a chickenhawk warmonger; and back then the GOP was backing the wars more than the DemLeftParty.
The other week, under the pretext of our daily stroll through town, Vasily and I betook ourselves to a terrace bar where I could have a glass of Ricard’s “Pastis de Marseille” accompanied by a cigar and he could have his bare feet tickled by the barmaid.
In his recent addresses, President Biden has attacked his Republican opposition as “semi-fascist,” meaning just fascist. But who’s the real fascist? Here’s the definition of Mussolini, the first fascist dictator: “All within the state, nothing outside the state, nothing against the state.”
Men and women have been trying to reason their way into a good life for centuries. Accepting every ideology proposed by the latest crack-brained intellectual, they fall farther and farther away from the moral and political realities required by human nature.
This post is a composite of a series of pieces I did on Sophocles. Religious and skeptical of sophistry, Sophocles was both a profound writer and an Athenian citizen who served his city in war and peace. His works are a warning against intellectual and political arrogance.
It’s long been known the New York Times operates as Pravda did in Soviet Days: as a mouthpiece for The Regime. That’s clearly the case with its new editorial demanding President Trump be purged.
Frank Capra never made a bad movie (unless some of the lost or unavailable silents are clinkers). His particular brand of sentimental, ordinary-joe appeal and content came to be dubbed Capracorn…