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Scott Howard
The Transgender-Industrial Complex
Quakertown, Pennsylvania: Antelope Hill, 2020
“If man will strike, strike through the mask!” — Moby Dick
In March, South Dakota Republican Governor Kristi Noem vetoed House Bill 1217, an act designed to “promote continued fairness in women’s sports” by prohibiting biological men from playing in girls’ sports leagues. (more…)
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Michael Powell (1905–1990) is one of the tragic geniuses of film: a genius because he is one of the most visually dazzling directors in the history of cinema, tragic because he too often wasted his talents on inferior scripts, most of them provided by his longtime collaborator, Emeric Pressburger, a Hungarian-Jewish refugee to whom Powell often gave co-director credit. (more…)
Norman Rockwell, Doctor and Doll, 1942.
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I’m a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly!
We live in an era of apparently rampant transsexualism. The media insist upon spotlighting various gender-benders and forcing them down the throat of a captive audience, at which point vinegar-drinking moral guardians insist that the captive audience reiterates the lies (more…)
Phil Eiger Newmann, Rubbed the Wrong Way, 2021.
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If there’s anything to be learned from the shooting sprees at three Atlanta-area massage parlors on Tuesday afternoon that left eight people dead, it’s that the massage-parlor industry is disproportionately Asian to a degree that would be comical if, you know, it hadn’t led to this unacceptable tragedy.
Since the shooter is white, WHITE SUPREMACY became the immediate narrative. (more…)
Phil Eiger Newmann, Soy Boys, 2021.
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As someone who was born at the tail end of the Baby Boom, I was raised in a world where white people popped out kids in numbers that would put modern Hispanics to shame.
My mother was one of eleven kids. My father was one of four. I was also one of four. The family in the brick row home to our left had a half-dozen. (more…)
Detail, Alessandro Allori, The Abduction of Proserpine, 1570.
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Sexual Revolution as a Jewish Defense Against Anti-Semitism
A brief examination of the intellectual origins of the sexual revolution reveals a discernible trend of prominent Jewish radicals exhibiting a relentless and visceral hostility towards the central institutions of white European civilization and culture: (more…)
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I feel like I grew up in Twin Peaks, the fictional Washington logging town that gave its name to David Lynch’s iconic TV series, which aired on ABC from the spring of 1990 to the spring of 1991. Twin Peaks has one of the best pilots in television history, which was followed by an abbreviated first season of seven episodes. (more…)
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Yukio Mishima’s 1963 novel The Sailor Who Fell from Grace with the Sea is one of his darkest works. Set in post-War Yokohama, it is the story of Fusako Kuroda, a thirty-three-year-old widow who runs a boutique selling Western luxury goods, and her thirteen-year-old son Noboru Kuroda. (See Alex Graham’s discussion of the novel here.)
Fusako’s world is entirely feminine, bourgeois, modern, and Western. She is also deeply lonely. Then she meets Ryuji Tsukazaki, the second-mate on a steamship. (more…)
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Jim Goad
Gender Psychosis: Insanity and Sexual Identity
Pine Lake, Georgia: Obnoxious Books, 2020
One of the strengths of this new collection of short pieces about today’s sexual confusions is that the author has no qualifications for writing them. Qualifications for writing about sex go mainly to the sources of our confusion. Thanks to an overabundance of experts, (more…)
John Singer Sargent, Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth, 1889.
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Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! (more…)
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Storytelling (2001) is the most politically incorrect movie I have ever seen. Indeed, it is so un-PC that it could never have been made today.
Director Todd Solondz is a really sick guy. His films Welcome to the Dollhouse, Happiness, Palindromes, and Life During Wartime can justly be accused of fixating on bullying, rape, pedophilia, abortion, suicide, and murder. (more…)
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Why does Scruton not examine the role of Melot in Death-Devoted Heart more closely?
Tristan und Isolde echoes themes from Romeo and Juliet and Othello, so it is unlikely that Wagner did not have both plays in mind when he composed his opera. The Othello theme is especially clear in the regrets expressed by King Marke that he could not clearly see, just as Othello could not clearly see. Melot, like Iago, faces death if he cannot make good the claim of adultery; (more…)
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Mitch Horowitz
The Power of Sex Transmutation: How to Use the Most Radical Idea from Think and Grow Rich
New York: G & D Media, 2019
“The whole movement of the world tends and leads towards copulation. It is a substance infused through everything; it is the centre—towards which all things turn.”–Montaigne[1] (more…)
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“On the surface, Bram Stoker was a pillar of late Victorian respectability. . . . But just below the surface, he had something on his mind.”
The preceding sentences are from Christopher Frayling’s BBC documentary on Stoker’s Dracula, which was broadcast on A&E in 1996.
In a more recent television documentary on M. R. James, (more…)
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Here’s a sign that the feces-slinging partisan playpen that is the Internet is getting to you: I caught myself feeling decidedly strange as I made plans to write this tandem review of an essay collection by Andy Nowicki—a devout Catholic—and Valencia
“Who’s going to want to read about both of them?” said my stupid brain. (more…)
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Michel Houellebecq
The Elementary Particles
Translated from the French by Frank Wynne
New York: Knopf, 2000
“I get my kicks above the waistline, Sunshine.”[1]
“The universe is nothing but a furtive arrangement of elementary particles. . . . And human actions are as free and as stripped of meaning as the unfettered movements of the elementary particles.” — Michel Houellebecq, (more…)
Tobias Stranover, “Peacock, Peahen and Poultry in a Landscape,” 1684
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In his essay “Why the Novel Matters,” Lawrence writes, “To the scientist, I am dead. He puts under the microscope a dead bit of me, and calls it me. He takes me to pieces, and says first one piece, and then another piece, is me.”[1] This is unfortunate because, as Lawrence never tires of repeating, “life, and life only, is the clue to the universe.”[2]
