From Women’s Rights to the Right to Be Women
A frank discussion, not for children, of the recent spate of killings by males pretending to be females
The Fleming Foundation Cultural Commentary
Wednesday’s Child: A Flight to Nowhere
Today I want to step away from the sonata form and do things the other way round. First the development, then the exposition.
Victorian Poems–Urban Studies by Hopkins
In the so-called “Romantic Era”–I detest these misleading names devised and applied by petty minds–industrialization and urbanization awakened some poets to the Satanic threat of progress
Abolish the word “Homeland”– and the DHS, too.
Since the 9/11 attack in 2001, one of the worst things the U.S. government did to diminish our liberties was impose the Department of Homeland Security and give it that name.
To War or Not to War, That is the Question
What we see all around us—the polarization, the growing threat of civil conflict and global war—will culminate by the early 2030s in a climax that poses great danger and yet also holds great promise, perhaps even bringing on America’s next golden age.
Godzilla Minus One Is Greater Than Hollywood Plus 270 Million
I’ve always enjoyed the concept of Godzilla far more than any of his movies. I remember being bored with the cheesy two guys in rubber suits pawing at each other movies, even though as a nerdy kid I sincerely wanted to like them.
I’ve always enjoyed the concept of Godzilla far more than any of his movies. I remember being bored with the cheesy two guys in rubber suits pawing at each other movies, even though as a nerdy kid I sincerely wanted to like them.
The Best Revenge: Biscuits Without Gravy
A podcast interview with Chef Garret Fleming on the great American biscuit.
Wednesday’s Child: The Blind Economist
The prison workshop scene is a staple of Hollywood filmmaking. Though most often it is the run-up to some dramatic development like an escape or a riot, once in a while we get a glimpse of the daily routine.
From Under the Rubble: The Failure of Conservatism, Part I
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...
