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19 Apr, 2018

Actually, progressives, Nuremberg condemned Nazi abortions

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The tone of the whole piece, which uses “fascism” or “fascist” 14 times, is that of a young Red Guard during Mao’s Cultural Revolution 50 years ago, shutting down all voices it doesn’t agree with: “Last year, we stood with students who righteously shut down the Trump regime mouthpiece Milo Yiannopoulos at UC Berkeley, and we were part of preventing the parade of fascist monsters from storming the same campus in a so-called ‘Free Speech Week’ last September.

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17 Apr, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: The Artist at 60

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This is essentially a letter from Munich, where my wife and I flew last week – I to celebrate the composer Vladimir Genin’s sixtieth birthday, Olga to take part in a grosse Jubiläumskonzert in honor of the occasion. This took place on Sunday evening in Munich’s Gasteig, incongruously – for anyone familiar with Genin’s music – a modernist monstrosity along the lines of London’s Barbican and the new Seine Musicale in Paris.

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14 Apr, 2018

A Satire on Eloquence

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Once there was a little boy whose name was Robert Reese;

And every Friday afternoon he had to speak a piece.

So many poems thus he learned, that soon he had a store

Of recitations in his head and still kept learning more.

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13 Apr, 2018

To Marry or To Burn: The Question of Celibacy

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Although the revolution did not take place all at once, the Christian doctrine of “one flesh” influenced virtually every aspect of marriage.  Celibacy remained the highest ideal in the Middle Ages, but marriage was an institution created by God for the procreation of the human race, though the pursuit of sexual pleasure for its own sake was condemned even in marriage. 

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12 Apr, 2018

The Ballad of Jesse James

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Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man,
He robbed the Danville train,
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He’d a hand and a heart and a brain.

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12 Apr, 2018

Wednesday’s Child: Letter from London

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They say that truth will always out in the end, but the truth is that awls can be hidden in sackcloth for generations.  Take the ordinary umbrella – the kind without a poisoned tip – and tell me honestly if a more ineffectual contraption has ever existed; and yet no wife, mother, or grandmother ever neglects to remind the man of the house to avail himself of one whenever it looks like rain.  In London, of course, it always does. Rain has a mind of its own, which is called wind, and consequently, however large the umbrella, within ten minutes...