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I never took a side in the Optics War. I only wondered why anyone thought it needed to be fought.
I realize I’m going against the general sentiment of nearly every other writer on this site and most of the readers by stating this, but I feel the entire Optics War was ill-advised, divisive, and destructive. And neither side came out in better shape as a result. (more…)
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I always wondered how veterans of WWI must have felt 20 years after the Armistice watching Europe careen towards another European conflict. How did they feel while remembering all the sacrifices they made, the suffering they witnessed, and the friends they lost? (more…)
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If there are two things I write about a lot, it’s Bernie Bros and wignats. And now I get to write about both in the same article! (more…)
Phil Eiger Newmann, A Jew Space Laser Destroying a Forest, 2021.
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Joe Biden, who is widely acknowledged as the first senile cyborg plagiarist with artificially whitened teeth ever to hold the US presidency, has devised a unique and exciting plan to heal and unite a deeply wounded and divided nation: He intends to persecute everyone on the other side of the aisle until they are either dead, imprisoned, or permanently frightened into silence. With no opposition, there’s no conflict!
Phil Eiger Newmann, Walk of Shame, 2020.
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I fell asleep early on Election Eve because I lost faith in the federal government — and the very idea that the United States was a sustainable nation — years ago. Ever since November 3, I’ve been disinterested in the issue of election fraud because I don’t think there’s much of an “America” that’s left to save. My gut feeling is that no matter who got elected president, we’re already well into a post-American phase and that the USA is a bankrupt and irredeemable enterprise. What good is one last round of chemo if the patient is already terminal? (more…)
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“The groyper thing is going to burn out fairly soon (don’t believe me? Let’s talk again next fall).”
— David Cole, November 26, 2019
When I heard about the upcoming Million MAGA March, I was torn as to whether I wanted to go. I generally despise traveling. I knew I should go but I really, really didn’t want to. And yet, something told me that if I didn’t go, I would regret it.[1] (more…)
Phil Eiger Newmann, Tom Metzger, 2020.
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Terrible Tommy Metzger died the day after the election.
One night in the fall of 1989 I was a snot-nosed and cocksure wigger journalist who’d tooled the hundred miles or so south from my ratty apartment (more…)
Franz Geffels, The Relief of Vienna, 1683-1694.
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How bad are things now? “Pretty bad” is a decent answer, though a brief one. We’re faced with daunting challenges, quite obviously, though it’s a mischaracterization to say that all is lost. This has some very practical considerations. (more…)
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Sometimes a ray of sunshine peeks through otherwise dark and gloomy clouds in the midst of a volatile storm, such as the torrential political post-Floyd world. I experienced such a moment of illumination today in the most unlikely of places, my local corporate grocery store. Well, technically, it was while I was on the phone (more…)
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Online personalities Curt Doolittle and John Mark caused a stir in the nascent Propertarian community in early June 2020 by announcing a Founding Father’s Convention 2.0 in Richmond, Virginia, on July 4, 2020.
Propertarianism is a phrase coined by Curt Doolittle, (more…)
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Editor’s Note:
Charles Krafft sent this piece to me in the Spring of 2014 for Counter-Currents, but I was in the process of a trans-continental move, so it slipped through the cracks. My thanks to PB for sending me his copy.
Young artists, covered in tattoos sporting half a haircut, (more…)
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Football players in England resumed their interrupted season in front of empty stands this month. Before the first game, each player, in addition to their name, squad number, and advertising slogans (including the now-sainted NHS or National Health Service symbol), wore the slogan “Black Lives Matter” on the back of their shirts, (more…)
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“We don’t take kindly to joggers around these here parts.” (Cue dueling banjos)
Let’s get right to it. I’m a blue-collar southerner. Greg and Travis McMichael could literally be my brothers or cousins. (more…)
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The ravages of old age are mitigated by its consolations. Physical action is slowed, but one’s actions seem more purposeful than those of youth. It takes longer to learn things, but the things learned in old age seem more meaningful. (more…)