Wednesday’s Child: Tony’s Tale
For me a walk through Palermo, with or without the baby in his pram, would be incomplete without greeting Tony. I knew his late father, who died of cancer some years ago, but then who didn’t?
The Fleming Foundation Cultural Commentary
What ‘Peace Dividend’?
The Financial Times, which has moved from moderate liberal a few years ago to warmonger, titled a new story “Russian menace brings abrupt end to the west’s ‘peace dividend’”
The Talkies: One-offs
Four of these movies are genuine anomalies for their makers. The fifth is the best film by a very famous and successful director-writer whose other movies—and I’ve seen nearly all of them—reliably disappoint me.
The Great Revolution: III: Equality, Part A
As a virtue expressed in Aristotelian terms, it is the mean between the character that invests everything into the distinction between me-and-mine and everything else and the character that rejects all distinction. In Jacobin terms, however, liberty, equality, and fraternity represent either or both of these three baneful extremes.
Brainwashed America
Why would a dumb kid from Simi Valley, California, want to kill Brett Kavanaugh?
Wednesday’s Child: The Palazzo
Italian is a language not averse to populism, apparently, because the word palazzo means both a nobleman’s palace, such as the one where Cinderella crashed the party, and an apartment building inhabited by lowly plebes, such as the one where I live.
LOVE WINS!
This is the month in times past we used to celebrate such wicked conceptions as “Father’s Day.” Now we pause (for a whole month…and large parts of the others) to pay homage to sexual perversity and gender confusion.
The Lower Depps
A senile and corrupt President presides over a ruined economy and risks nuclear war with Russia, while the American people stay tuned to Heard v. Depp v. Heard. A 15 minute podcast on America’s celebrity universe.
Wednesday’s Child: The Black Madonna
As I walk the streets with the baby in his pram, I scrutinize the faces of passing women and note how few distinct types there are in Palermo. The streets here are a kind of itinerant art museum, where in a single day one sees quite a few Parmigianinos, Pollaiuolos, and Ghirlanaios. How else? Their ancestors, bakers’ daughters or admirals’ wives, probably sat for all those portraits.
Giving Up on the Ukraine?
I never liked Henry Kissinger when he worked for Nixon and Ford, or his continued meddling since. He was too soft on the Soviets and the ChiComs. But he is the patriarch of the “realist” school, which tries to make deals. And that’s just what he said at the Davos globalist confab ought to be done with the Ukraine War.
