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…)

Oscar Benavides

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For my friends, anything.
For my enemies, the law.

That epigram is attributed to a fellow named Oscar Benavides. Señor Benavides during the 1930s was the President of a Banana Republic with the official name of Peru. I stumbled across this cynical, but candid stab at a compressed management philosophy recently and concluded that it should be the entirety of Joe Biden’s Inaugural Address later this January. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, The Arena, 2020.

1,431 words

Any belief, no matter how desperately well-intentioned, in the efficacy and wisdom of democracy depends on the fundamentally flawed notion that the average voter is anything loftier than an easily frightened and brainwashed lab rat. (more…)

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You preachers of equality, thus from you the tyrant-madness of impotence cries for “equality”; thus your most secret tyrant-appetite disguises itself in words of virtue. [1]

We are living through one of those periodic bursts of madness and irrationality that have always afflicted civilized societies. (more…)