Jean-Claude Michéa
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Introduction here, Chapter 4 Part 2 here, Chapter 5 Part 2 here
Translated by F. Roger Devlin
In January 1905, the regulations of the French Section of the Workers’ International, the Socialist Party of the time, still indicated that it was a “class party whose goal was to socialize the means of production and exchange, i.e. to transform capitalist society into a collectivist or Communist society, and that its means to this end was the economic and political organization of the proletariat.” Of course, no “socialist” party would dare say this today. Socialists have mutated into social-democrats and, increasingly, into social-liberals. (more…)
Georges Sorel
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Note: This essay is occasioned by the new Imperium Press edition of Sorel’s Reflections on Violence, which is required reading.
Like Jack London, Georges Sorel (1847–1922) was a Left-wing writer whose primary influence today is on the Right. Sorel’s most influential book is Reflections on Violence, written in 1905–1906. (more…)
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I’ve had some good burgers in my time. Uh, I . . . I love a good Swiss, melted Swiss cheese and mush — roasted mushrooms and caramelized onions on a burger. Uh, that is hot stuff. You can get that at, at a number of different places. — Richard B. Spencer (more…)
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White people get a lot of flak, and most of this criticism is unfair and ridiculous. Whether it be 80 IQ hood rats making excuses for their situation, Jews blaming whites for everything under the sun, or the critical race theory crowd claiming that whites created everything but that this is somehow a bad thing, most anti-white blood libels are simply ridiculous copes for the failures of other races. (more…)
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“Socialism” is intrinsic to the “Right.” When journalists and academics refer in one breath to “liberalism, neoliberalism, and the Right-wing,” that attests to their ignorance, not to the accuracy of any such bastardization. Even at its most basic level of understanding, it seems to have been forgotten that in Britain there were Tories and Whigs in opposition. Now, Toryism has become so detached from its origins (more…)
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All that mattered in these pieces was to link a well-known name with a subject of current topical interest. The reader may consult Ziegenhalss for some truly startling examples; he gives hundreds.
— Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game
I was recently asked if Hermann Hesse is a man of the Right. My answer, such as it was, was a qualified yes. (more…)
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Jef Costello’s recent articles concerning the “Carnivore Diet” inspired me to ponder a subject that I had neglected for some time: the ethics and politics of diet.
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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6
With the gulls now retreating, Mitch and Melanie leave the Tides restaurant and make their way up the hill to Annie’s house to retrieve Cathy. All is deathly quiet. As they approach the schoolhouse, they see that the crows are back and perched all over. “Look, the crows again!” Melanie says breathlessly. (more…)
He doesn’t even have shoes on.
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The McCloskeys waving what amount to toys in the hands of the untrained was the single most impotent display of fear and guilt that has graced the screens of the West this month. This incident was laughable in and of itself, but was made even worse by the couple’s spineless cope of a public statement on the matter: (more…)
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The “Karen” meme has quickly spread like wildfire across Twitter. It’s a more easily referenced offshoot of the previously unnamed “I would like to speak to the manager” joke that was more broadly associated with tannie haircuts and Ray-Bans than anything else. Now that there’s a name for it, it’s easier to crack a joke, especially at the expense of those who seem to embody the trope’s worst attributes. (more…)
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English original here
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“This ain’t no party. This ain’t no disco.
This ain’t no foolin’ around.”
—Talking Heads, “Life During Wartime”
