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My grandmother used to walk me to school when I was in kindergarten. This was before mass shootings across the country provoked enhanced school security measures, and us kids would simply line up in front of the building before being let inside. One kid in particularly was always first. He was a blond boy whom we’ll call Johnny. He always took such pride in being first, scurrying into the classroom before everyone else. (more…)
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Introduction here, Chapter 8 here, Chapter 9 Part 2 here
Translated by F. Roger Devlin
The ecologist Fabrice Nicolino, a member of Charlie Hebdo’s editorial board (he was seriously wounded in the Kouachi brothers’ attack in January 2015), declares:
I am nostalgic for a time when people had a place, when men and women were strongly bound. I am nostalgic for a time when rural civilization was not the garbage it is today, a monstrosity that stuffs people with pesticides. (more…)
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The following text is being presented in commemoration of Sir Oswald Mosley’s 136th birthday. — Ed. (more…)
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Nick Jeelvy welcomed longtime friend of the show Karl Thorburn to the latest broadcast of The Writers’ Bloc to discuss unlimited power and its applications. (more…)
Vladimir Serov, Worker (1960)
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Dad: Son, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Son: I want to be a pool cleaner.
Dad: That’s a stupid answer. What else?
Son: I wanna be a pizza delivery boy.
Dad: No, no, no!
Son: A plumber, then.
Dad (turns to mom, whispers): He’s found the tapes. (more…)
Salvador Dali, The Persistence of Memory
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More than one person I’ve spoken to, both offline and online, has commented on how the passage of time seems to have changed very little in the past two years. (more…)
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There is no blow quite like getting laid off. One day you’re at work and you feel important; the next day you suffer the indignity of walking out of the building with your stuff in a box.
Losing a job is enough to make a grown man cry. It is not entirely unknown for recently-unemployed people to die by suicide. Many jobless people become depressed, and may turn to alcohol and drugs to get by. Joblessness also puts a strain on relationships, and naturally it doesn’t help one’s finances. (more…)
Jozef Brandt, Return from Vienna, 1883.
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I’m a pretty cold-hearted realist, but after such a buildup of how the Right has been losing again and again for over a century, I expected something perhaps a bit more stirring. Some call to arms, or flowering prose. Instead, you essentially offer “Who knows? Our luck may change; stranger things have happened.” (more…)
N. C. Wyeth, Nightfall, 1945.
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Recently I had surgery. It went well, nothing serious. However, it was unexpected. I had to ask myself — what if it was serious? What if my body was riddled with stage 4 cancer and I’d better say my prayers, update my will, and buy a grave? (more…)
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David Goodhart
Head, Hand, Heart: Why Intelligence is Over-Rewarded, Manual Workers Matter, and Caregivers Deserve More Respect
New York: Simon and Schuster, 2020
David Goodhart is an upper-class British political centrist who arrived at his views from the Left. He works at a UK think tank called Policy Exchange. He’s the author that first articulated the concept of “Somewheres” vs. “Anywheres.” (more…)
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Delicious Tacos
Finally, Some Good News
Amazon Kindle, 2018
Charlie [grabbing the laptop from Alan]: “Come on, let’s see what floats your boat. . . grannies with trannies? Chickens with strap-ons? [Studies screen, look of horror] My God, you sick freak! My own brother! Online dating?” [1] (more…)
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“All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.” — Pascal, Pensées 139
“Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10 (more…)