Pierre Franey, Cherokee

I so dislike Elizabeth Warren, and would so like to see her drummed out of public life, that I’ll pile on a bit here. Not only is she a race-hustling fraud, as she has in these last days kindly demonstrated for all to see, but she is also a plagiarist.

Some time ago she contributed some recipes to an Indian-themed cookbook, published in 1984, called “Pow Wow Chow“. She provided them under the by-line “Elizabeth Warren, Cherokee” (which she is not).

It must have seemed odd, to the book’s readers, that dishes such as as “Crab With Tomato Mayonnaise Dressing” would be traditional “chow” for Cherokee Indians, and rightly so: the recipes were cribbed, pretty much verbatim, from the French gourmet Pierre Franey, who had written them up five years previously in the New York Times. Have a look here.

Ms. Warren is up for re-election in three weeks. I hope the good people of Massachusetts will be honorable enough to show her the door.

Auto-Pwn

It’s been a gratifying few days for Mr. Trump: he swatted aside a hostile 60 Minutes interviewer on Sunday night, then had a judge throw out Stormy Daniels’ lawsuit (and award him court costs).

But best of all has to have been Elizabeth Warren’s foolish broadcasting of a DNA result that shows that she might — might — have had a single Amerindian ancestor as many as ten generations ago. That makes her less of a “Native American” — one 512th, perhaps, or a 1,024th — than an average white American. (It also means that most black Americans are far more European than she is Indian.)

Nevertheless, she and the media are sticking to their guns (or tomahawks, or whatever). The news coverage I saw yesterday announced, with perfect coordination and no sign of embarrassment, that the test had “confirmed” her status as an authentic Redskin squaw.

Not so fast, said the Cherokee Nation, who issued a statement saying that Ms. Warren, who had claimed to be one of the tribe, was most certainly nothing of the sort.

Nice going, Senator. With two years to go until the next presidential election, you’ve made yourself ridiculous.

A while back, when Rachel Dolezal was also outed as a phony who had lied about her ancestry to claim the high status of low status, I proposed Pollack’s Principle of Privilege:

To know where real privilege lies, simply see how people choose to identify themselves.

For context and brief analysis, read the original post, here.

We Are Doomed

From Boston Dynamics:

Haha, just some harmless fun, right?

Now watch this:

Seven Square Miles

A fascinating aerial-photography collection. Here.

All Quiet…

…around here, anyway. I’ve been offline, mostly, for the past few days, and paying little attention to the news.

I did see that there was a brouhaha of some sort between Antifa and Gavin McInness’s “Proud Boys” in New York City today, but I don’t know more than that, and can’t really be bothered to pay much attention. (The pot is coming slowly to a boil, which is a thing we already knew.)

I saw also that NBC did some tendentious editing of Donald Trump’s remarks at a political rally in Ohio; Mr. Trump had said something to the effect that when Abraham Lincoln needed someone to beat the great general Robert E. Lee, he turned to a native Ohioan, Ulysses Grant. It was just the usual “hello, Cleveland!” stuff that politicians always do on the road — but the video, as cut, only had Mr. Trump saying that Robert E. Lee was a great general. This obvious manipulation of the record to score a few points spun up the usual indignation in the usual quarters, and rightly so — but what bothered me more than the network’s editing of the clip to make Mr. Trump look like a fan of the Confederacy was that everybody on the right side of the aisle made such haste to reassure everyone that the President’s point was only to praise Grant, and of course it was not to say anything nice about Lee.

This bothers me — quite a lot, actually — because Robert E. Lee was a great general. One ought to be able to say so; it is merely a fact. Everybody in America knew it, and freely acknowledged it, until just a few years ago. We’ve all gone mad.

Following on my recent post “Wolf!!“, which was about the IPCC’s latest end-of-the-world hysterics, I have for you a related post from a blog called Reference Frame (which I think is run by some sort of physicist). Read it here.

Here’s a nifty infographic of the “Spygate” spook-web.

Finally, I’ll let Steve Sailer introduce you to Professor Victoria Bissell Brown. (Related: the etymology of the word “hysteria”.)

Back soon, when I have anything to say. Thanks as always for coming by, and do feel free to browse our voluminous archives, or to try the “View a random post” link at upper right.

Shades Of Night Descending

Victor Davis Hanson has been everywhere, lately, it seems, and he has been writing at a tremendous clip. (I don’t know how a man of his years can maintain such a pace.)

Here’s a jeremiad of his, from a couple of weeks ago, that I’d overlooked until now: Epitaph for a Dying Culture. (There’s nothing in it, really, that we haven’t been saying here for ages, but it’s a nice summary from one of our leading gloominaries.)

Not Your Father’s NYT

On Saturday, the New York Times published an opinion piece by Alexis Grenell, a Democrat strategist. Had it run even a few years ago, the language it contains would have been shocking; now the piece is only another example of how far that paper (and with it, American culture) has declined.

The essay, written under the red haze of what the author refers to as a “rage headache”, is an indictment of white women for “reproducing whiteness”; i.e. for marrying within their race, and for putting loyalty to their husbands and families above solidarity with other “uteruses” and the Democratic Party. Ms. Grenell refers to this as “this blood pact between white men and white women”, and for the women involved she has nothing but incandescent hatred. I have no doubt at all that she would send them off in boxcars (or tumbrels) if she had the power. (We should take pains to ensure that she and her co-religionists never get it.)

I’ll turn things over to Rod Dreher, who responds here. (See also this commentary, by Chris Reeves at townhall.com.)

Wolf!!

Well, the IPCC has released another terrifying report on the climate crisis. This time, we’ve got 12 years to make “rapid, far-reaching and unprecedented changes in all aspects of society”. Or we’re all doomed.

This ultimatum is nothing new: we’ve had a decade or so to act before reaching some catastrophic “tipping point” for a long, long time now. (Here’s an example from 1989.)

But the song is always the same: we need to completely re-engineer “all aspects of society” to bring them under centralized management. Management by whom? At this point you the professional bureaucrats and uplifters who issue these alarms begin clearing their throats and gesturing toward themselves.

Well, I’ve got news for you, people: it ain’t going to happen. Geopolitics is moving, thank God, in exactly the opposite direction. Climate change? We’ll take it as it comes, just like everything else in history.

But…

I will take this opportunity to lay down a marker: in the coming decades we are going to be far more concerned about global cooling, due to a quiet Sun, than global warming. Make a note of it.

Meanwhile, a recent audit has shown that the most widely used temperature data-set is, not to put too fine a point on it, crap.

So: always remember what the previous head of the IPCC admitted, in a moment of candor, about the climate-change crusade: “It is my religion, my dharma.”

That’s right: religion. If you keep that in mind, it all makes sense.

Kavanaugh Confirmed.

We won. Not the war, which is just beginning. But we won this battle. Take a moment to savor the victory.

Let us also praise two unlikely heroes of this campaign: Mitch McConnell and Lindsey Graham. Who knew? War brings out the best and the worst in men. I commend them for their valor.

If

I heard someone reading a favorite Rudyard Kipling poem on the radio just now. (Looking back from 2018, it’s hard to believe that Kipling could even have really existed. He is one of many reminders that, unfortunately, to look backward is often to look steeply upward.)

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream””and not make dreams your master;
If you can think””and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ”˜Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings””nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And””which is more””you’ll be a Man, my son!

Bleeding Kavanaugh: A Roundup Of Reaction From The Right

There’s been a lot of excellent commentary on the Kavanaugh carnage from, to hijack a phrase from an erstwhile commenter of ours, “the adults in the room”. Here’s a sampling (with a hat-tip to Bill Keezer for sme of these links):

First up, we have former senator Tom Coburn, who identifies as a root of this darkening storm the concentration of power in the Federal behemoth — and more specifically, in the Supreme Court. We read:

First, it’s important to ask why both sides treat Supreme Court confirmation hearings as existential, life-and-death struggles. The reality is lifetime appointments to the Supreme Court feel like lifetime prison sentences for those of the opposing ideology. If either side views the stakes as incalculably high, it’s easier to understand why politicians employ the win-at-any-cost rhetoric and tactics Lindsey Graham lambasted.

In our system, the Supreme Court was never designed to be the final arbiter of every difficult and controversial question in American cultural and political life. Yet, both sides see the court as the final decider on everything from marriage to life to what kind of health insurance we can buy. The stakes were never supposed to be this high.

If the Senate wants to lower the nation’s temperature it needs to lower the stakes. The senators can do this by reapplying the timeless advice of our Founders.

As James Madison wrote in Federalist 45 in 1788, “The powers delegated by the proposed Constitution to the federal government are few and defined. Those which are to remain in the State governments are numerous and indefinite.’

The Constitution’s enumerated powers don’t give the Supreme Court the vast powers it has today. The Founders wanted to focus power in the states in part because they believed it was wise to concentrate power closest to the people having disagreements. Our Founders didn’t have a naÁ¯ve view of what we call “polarization’ today. They viewed passionate debate as the natural outcome of a free and prosperous society. At the same time, they feared government would become unstable if regular citizens lost the ability to resolve differences to an overbearing central government that tried to right every wrong.

If senators love the Constitution as much as they say they do, they should define total victory not as vesting power in the court, but devolving power from the court.

Exactly right. The three branches of government are peers, and each of them is equally qualified to interpret the Constitution. The supremacy of the Court in this regard is what Daniel Horowitz, in this essay, calls “an absurd and tyrannical fiction”:

In the 1780s, our Founders feared many things about the tenuous future of the republic they were creating, but a tyrannical judiciary that acts as supreme to the other branches wasn’t one of them. They would have laughed at the spectacle of two parties at each other’s throats not over the balance of power in the Senate, but over how that balance of power will determine the tilt of the Supreme Court, where the true power resides these days.

Regardless of whom Trump nominates to fill the latest Supreme Court vacancy, both sides will vociferously question the nominee over his or her views of certain court precedents. But we could go a long way toward cooling some of this political acrimony (and fixing our republic to boot) if we focused on just one court precedent: The Supreme Court’s own declaration, during the Warren era, that its decisions over the Constitution are exclusive, final, and universally binding over the other branches of government. It’s this legal fiction that is fueling the high-stakes fights over every other precedent. If we all agreed to end judicial supremacy, control over the other two branches of government ”“ with their more robust powers to affect their respective interpretations of the Constitution ”“ would matter much more than control over the Supreme Court.

Mr. Horowitz adds:

Ultimately, it’s the political branches of government ”“ with their powers of the purse and enforcement ”“ that are tasked with executing the law. When answering the question of “what is to control Congress when backed and even pushed on by a majority of their Constituents’ to enact something unconstitutional, Madison said that ultimately the power resides with the people. “Nothing within the pale of the Constitution but sound argument & conciliatory expostulations addressed both to Congress & to their Constituents.’

Yes, the Supreme Court can always be used as one avenue for pushing a specific constitutional interpretation, particularly for specific cases and controversies, but it should by no means be the only and final avenue. That is the core difference between judicial review and judicial supremacy. But the Founders purposely didn’t give the judiciary any tools to enforce its decisions, because they relied solely on sound argument resonating with the people to pressure the other branches into acquiescence.

Yes, “…ultimately the power resides with the people.” That’s true, as a purely natural fact, under any form of government or sovereignty. And in a last resort, they may appeal to heaven. (So keep your powder dry.)

Next, here’s Michael Anton, who as “Publius Decius Mus” wrote the critically important Flight 93 Election essay back in 2016. In this essay he writes about what he calls The Gillibrand Standard. Here are some longish excerpts, but you should read the whole thing.

The Left has created a new “standard’ for American politics””indeed, new in the entire history of Anglo-American jurisprudence. Let us call it the Gillibrand Standard, after its most insistent advocate, Senator Kirsten Gillibrand (D-N.Y.).

According to the Gillibrand Standard, accusation suffices to destroy. Not only is no corroborating evidence necessary, to ask for such evidence makes one just as guilty as the accused. Especially monstrous is to ask questions of the accuser; that is to repeat or compound the alleged crime. The accusation, once stated, immediately takes on metaphysical certainty. To doubt is to blaspheme.

Actually, “accusation’ is too generous. Machiavelli distinguishes between “accusation’ and “calumny’ in order to demonstrate that “as much as accusations are useful to republics, so much are calumnies pernicious.’ The difference is that accusations are public, subject to critique and refutation, and a mendacious or even inaccurate accuser pays a price. Calumnies, by contrast, “have need neither of witnesses nor any other specific corroboration to prove them, so that everyone can be calumniated by everyone; but everyone cannot be accused, since accusations have need of true corroboration and of circumstances that show the truth of the accusation.’ A more incisive summary of the Gillibrand Standard cannot be found.

… There is but one limiting principle to the Gillibrand Standard: It shalt be used only against the Right and Republicans. Credible accusations””with evidence, witnesses, contemporaneous police reports””against Democrats and liberals are not merely to be ignored but also stonewalled and attacked, alleged victims and witnesses alike smeared. That is, until this or that liberal is no longer useful in the moment and safely can be discarded. Throwing an expired liberal to the wolves now and then is useful to maintain the fiction of evenhandedness.

This is obviously outrageous, unjust, unfair, and offensive to any conceivable standard of decency. Just as obvious, the Democrats and Left not only do not care, they welcome the weaponization of accusation. Their only conceivable regret is that it might not work this time. But even if it doesn’t “work’ in the sense that Kavanaugh is not confirmed, they know that it “works’ in other ways. It rallies their base. It drives fundraising. It degrades public standards of decency and credibility, making its effective use more likely in the future. It delegitimizes institutions””in this case, the Supreme Court, which, with the addition of Justice Kavanaugh, may later rule constitutionally and correctly in ways the Left does not like. And, most important for the nihilistic Left, it delegitimizes and dehumanizes””makes a villain out of””Kavanaugh himself.

It is hard to say what is the most shamelessly disgusting aspect of this affair. I offer as a candidate the following tactic. First, smear your target with uncorroborated, unprovable and almost certainly false allegations. After you have””inevitably””failed to substantiate those charges, insist that your target withdraw since his reputation will now forever be under a cloud and his rulings will lack popular legitimacy. This is akin to breaking an opponent’s arm before a sporting event and then insisting that he forfeit.

Next we have historian Niall Ferguson:

Having watched Ford testify, I have little doubt that she believes the truth of what she said. But as an historian who has spent many long hours interviewing people about past events, including in some cases highly personal matters, I do not regard that as good enough to destroy the reputation of a distinguished judge.

Human memory is, generally speaking, bad at history. Were I writing Kavanaugh’s biography, I could not possibly depict him, on the basis of uncorroborated testimony provided long after the fact, as a man who attempted rape in his youth and lied about it later. His memory is also unlikely to be perfect. But his story ”” that, as a young man, he glugged beer and had the usual Catholic hang-ups about sex ”” is more plausible.

…Let me offer two hypotheses about why we are in this mess. The first is that the world’s elite educational institutions are now so dominated by self-styled liberals and progressives, that an inexorably rising proportion of people in other elite institutions ”” corporations, the media, government agencies ”” now subscribe to all or part of their ideology.

Ask today’s graduate trainees (for example) if they think there should be limits to free speech so that people “feel safe.” Ask them if “implicit bias” is something all white men suffer from. Ask them if the achievement of “diversity” matters more than promotion on merit. The answers will mostly be yes. Campus politics is spreading. Soon you, too, will be asked to state your preferred pronouns at the beginning of each meeting, just in case someone present favors the gender-neutral “zhe.”

My second hypothesis is that the rise of internet platforms such as Facebook, YouTube, and Twitter has disastrously exacerbated the polarization of not only the United States but all Western societies. For it is on social media that the show trials of our time are now held, as anyone knows who followed Thursday’s hearing on Twitter.

The rule of law can be killed in more than one way. In liberal nightmares, a despotic president sweeps aside the Constitution in the manner of a Latin American caudillo. But in conservative nightmares, the graduates of Yale Law School agree that social justice would be best served by discarding the presumption of innocence and relying on Twitter polls to determine guilt.

Victor Davis Hanson comments on the spread of a new and relativistic radicalism from our ivied halls to the halls of power:

The polarizing atmosphere of the university has now spread to Congress.

During the recent Supreme Court confirmation hearings for Judge Brett Kavanaugh, we witnessed how college values have become the norms of the Senate. On campus, constitutional due process vanishes when accusations of sexual harassment arise. America saw that when false charges were lodged against the Duke University lacrosse players and during Rolling Stone magazine’s concocted smear of a University of Virginia fraternity.

Americans may disagree about the relative credibility of either Kavanaugh or his accuser, Christine Blasey Ford. But they all witnessed how the asymmetry of the campus governed the hearings.

Ford’s veracity hinged on empathy and perceived believability. There was little requirement of corroborating testimonies, witnesses and what used to be called physical evidence. In contrast, Kavanaugh was considered guilty from the start. He had to prove his innocence.

One belief of the university is the postmodern idea of relativist truth.

On campus, all can present equally valid narratives. What privileges one story over another is not necessarily any semblance to reality, at least as established by evidence and facts. Instead, powerful victimizers supposedly “construct’ truths based on their own self-interests. As a result, self-described victims of historical biases are under no obligation to play by what they consider to be rigged rules of facts, evidence or testimony.

This dynamic explains why Sen. Cory Booker (D-N.J) insisted that Dr. Ford told “her truth.’ In other words, evidence was not so relevant. Ford’s story of events from 36 years ago inherently would have as much claim on reality as Kavanaugh’s rebuttal””and perhaps more so, given their different genders and asymmetrical access to power.

There was little interest in discovering the ancient idea of the Truth.

Here is Roger Kimball on The Democrats’ Dead Ideals:

The ground is littered with dead and wounded ideals: civility, dead; basic decency, dead; the presumption of innocence, gravely wounded, ditto for the idea of due process. And this disgusting carnage is all on you, O ancient one, Dianne Feinstein, and your self-important, preposterous colleagues. You were desperate to keep Brett Kavanaugh off the Supreme Court so you abandoned any semblance of decency and respect. You travestied the processes of the United States Senate for the sake of a cynical grab at power. I’d say that you should be ashamed of yourselves, but, like the thugs that you are, you have no shame. You believe the acquisition of power is a magical antidote to shame. You are wrong about that, and one can only hope that you will one day reap some portion of the obloquy you have sowed.

…There are not words sufficiently contemptuous to describe this repulsive display. Several commentators have drawn parallels between the unfounded attacks on Judge Kavanaugh and the tirades of Senator Joe McCarthy in the 1950s. A better parallel, perhaps, is the case of Captain Alfred Dreyfus, who was ritually humiliated, drummed out of the French army, and given a sentence of life imprisonment on trumped up charges of espionage. He was eventually cleared, years later, but his career had been shattered and his life ruined. “Where do I go to get my reputation back?

The real crime of Captain Dreyfus was that he was Jewish. The crime of Brett Kavanaugh is that he is Donald Trump’s nominee.

Here are some facts of the matter. Until he was nominated by President Trump in July, Brett Kavanaugh was not just widely admired, he was universally commended for his intelligence, his judiciousness, and his impartiality. Everyone who worked for him, he worked for, and everyone he worked with sang his praises. In the aftermath of Christine Ford’s accusation, scores of women from Judge Kavanaugh’s past — girls he had been friends with and dated in high school, college friends, professional colleagues — attested to his integrity and decency.

On the other side, what do we have? We have Christine Ford and in her toxic wake increasingly preposterous accusations by unhappy hysterics like Deborah Ramirez, whom The New Yorker spent six days helping to “assess’ her memories, and various lowlifes dredged up by Creepy Porn Lawyerâ„¢ Michael Avenatti. Stepping back, we can see that the spectacle forms a sort of bell curve:

1) Rumors of a letter in Senator Dianne Feinstein’s possession are leaked to the jackals of the press.

2) After the Senate hearings conclude, the letter itself is leaked. It accuses a drunken 17-year-old Brett Kavanaugh of pushing Christine Ford on a bed and fumbling with her bathing suit. (That, by the way, was the alleged “assault.’)

3) With Deborah Ramirez, the volume increases in this Wagnerian drama. Now an 18-year-old Brett Kavanaugh is accused (no witnesses, though) of exposing himself to Ramirez at drunken party at Yale.

4) Volume now at full blast, Creepy Porn Lawyerâ„¢ Michael Avenatti pushes Julie Swetnick into the jackals’ klieg lights. She says (but offers no proof or witnesses) that she had been at 10 parties — 10! I guess she liked those soirées — at which Brett Kavanaugh participated in drugging and gang-raping women.

5) Another chap, now under criminal investigation for offering false information to the Senate Judiciary Committee, said that Brett Kavanaugh participated in assaulting a woman on a boat in Newport.

6) Diminuendo now. The Newport story falls apart. The Ramirez story falls apart. The Julie Swetnick story falls apart.

7) The music is very soft now. Almost every particular of Christine Ford’s story disintegrates.

Remember the second front door she wanted installed in her house as an emergency escape route in case the boogeyman came back and assaulted her? She said it was in an argument with her husband over that that she first mentioned Brett Kavanaugh. But that was in 2012, when she was in couples therapy. (It would be nice to know more about Christine Ford’s psychiatric history.) In fact, the Fords got a permit for the front door in 2008, years before. Over the years, the front door was used by renters and then for Ford’s psychology practice (though I can see how her patients might have regarded it as an escape hatch).

Remember her supposed fear of flying? It turns out that she flies all the time. The real question is, who gets her frequent flier miles? Rachel Mitchell, the sex-crimes prosecutor that the GOP senators employed to question Christine Ford at the hearings because she was too delicate to be questioned by men, has released a memo detailing the many contradictions in Ford’s testimony.

8) Back on the ground floor now, the New York Times, in one last, pathetic effort to smear Brett Kavanaugh, runs a piece titled “Kavanaugh was Questioned by Police After Bar Fight in 1985.’ The story, written by an anti-Trump, anti-Kavanaugh Times opinion writer, reveals the astounding fact that Brett Kavanaugh might have thrown ice at someone in a bar. It’s so quiet now that you can hear the titters in the background. From drugging and gang raping women to throwing ice at someone in a bar in one week. Swift work!

Finally, here’s Andrew McCarthy on the question of Mr. Kavanaugh’s ‘judicial temperament”:

Brett Kavanaugh has been a judge for a dozen years on one of the most important judicial tribunals in the country, the United States Court of Appeals for the D.C. Circuit. In that office, not only has he issued over 300 opinions, which have been broadly admired for their craftsmanship and heavily relied on by the Supreme Court and other federal courts; he has also been widely praised for his judicial temperament by litigants, colleagues, and bar associations. The diverse group of clerks he has mentored has been in high demand for Supreme Court clerkships and other distinguished positions in the legal profession.

His judicial temperament could not be more apparent.

By contrast, here is Supreme Court justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg speaking about Donald Trump, then a presidential candidate, two years ago:

He is a faker. He has no consistency about him. He says whatever comes into his head at the moment. He really has an ego. . . . How has he gotten away with not turning over his tax returns?

Guy Benson reminds us of some similarly injudicious remarks by Justice Ginsburg:

In a New York Times interview, Ginsburg doesn’t hold a thing back when it comes to the 2016 election. “I can’t imagine what this place would be ”” I can’t imagine what the country would be ”” with Donald Trump as our president. . . . For the country, it could be four years. For the court, it could be ”” I don’t even want to contemplate that.’ Ginsburg also recalled something her late husband said about such matters: “Now it’s time for us to move to New Zealand.’

Enough for now, I think. The weekend will be interesting.

Vote. Confirm.

Well, the FBI report is in. Unsurprisingly, it contains nothing new. (If it had contained any damaging evidence against Brett Kavanaugh, the Democrats would have leaked it. If, on the other hand, it had contained some exculpatory evidence — which, given the lack of any specifics in the Ford allegation as regards time and place, and the lack of any corroborating witnesses to provide such details, would have been almost impossible to produce, or even to imagine — I suppose the Republicans would have leaked it.)

Meanwhile all of my liberal friends are sticking to their guns. I was talking about the affair with one of my closest friends today, and pointed out that no matter what happens to the Kavanaugh confirmation, we will descend more deeply into total political war. He said that he thought the best hope for calming the waters would be for Kavanaugh to withdraw himself; to which I replied that, leaving aside that such a thing would be a wholly immoral capitulation to the vilest sort of character assassination, it would be total victory for the Democrats, and a humiliating defeat for the Republicans, and would hardly have a tranquilizing effect. (I, for one, would be furious, as would scores of millions of other Americans.)

He then went on to say that he thought Kavanaugh shouldn’t be confirmed because he had shown bad character by not owning up to all the creepy things he was tarred with in the Thursday hearing; that he thought Kavanaugh should have been honest about “boofing” and “Devil’s Triangle” and “FFFFFFF”. I (rather warmly by this point) began to demand that my friend explain how he knew what the truth was about any of those things, and he at that point suggested that we just stop, which I agreed to do. (I’m pretty good about stopping short of letting politics wreck friendships.)

Not long after, I had a similar conversation, over the telephone, with my 97-year-old mother-in-law, a woman of exceptional intelligence. Unfortunately she is now blind, and so gets all her news from the TV and radio; with only that to draw on, she thought it had been solidly established that Brett Kavanaugh was a cad and a belligerent drunkard at best, and quite plausibly a violent sexual predator. Such is the power of a coordinated and culturally ubiquitous propaganda machine.

What is most disturbing of all, however, is the extent to which women in particular (including some, if not most, of the women closest to me) have latched onto Mr. Kavanaugh as a proxy for every man who ever wronged a woman, and indeed for all the sins of the “patriarchy”, under whose iron boot-heel even modern-day American women still groan and suffer. (The fact that women in America in the 21st century have more freedom, better health, more power, more wealth, and more life options than women have ever had anywhere on Earth at any time in history makes not a dent in any of this.) Women having been crushed by men always and everywhere, finally they have one in the dock for it, and that’s all that matters — not the abandonment of due process and the presumption of innocence, not the merciless collateral destruction of a very-possibly-innocent man of spotless reputation and towering judiciary credentials in a naked struggle for power, not the complete breakdown of the civil and political norms that are the only thing that holds this nation, and this civilization, together. None of it.

When they look at Brett Kavanaugh, they don’t see a father of two girls, a devoted husband, a reliable friend, a benefactor of women and minorities trying to get ahead in law careers, a coach of a girl’s basketball team, a pre-eminent legal scholar who was first in his class throughout his long education and who has served with distinction at the highest levels of the judicial system, who has written over three hundred legal opinions from the bench and who has earned from his peers a shining and stainless reputation for brilliance, temperament, and for the keenness of his intellect. No, what they see, it seems, is nothing more than a Privileged White Male, and a chance to get their thumb in his eye. They are perfectly happy, it seems, to see him dragged though the mud, broken, humiliated, beggared and disgraced — just to get even with his sex, his race, and his class.

If they win, we all lose. Do these women really think that a collapsing society — which is exactly what they are going to get if they keep this up, and sooner rather than later — is really going to be a safer or better place for them? If they think men behave badly toward them now, what do they imagine it will be like when the rule of law decays into ruin, and, soon afterwards, all the fragile veneering of civilization — everything that holds our darkest urges in check — falls away?

We who came of age in the latter half of the twentieth century have lived our whole lives in such ease and peace and prosperity that we have mostly forgotten, I think, how rare, and how precarious, order and peace and safety are — how easily they are lost, and what sacrifices, and what sense of duty and gratitude, are necessary to sustain them. We just take it all for granted — this astonishing edifice of law and tradition and culture and trade and agriculture and innovation and justice and security — as if it was simply a pre-existing and eternal feature of the world. We imagine, lately, that we can just pick at it as we please, pull pieces out of it and burn them, hack away at its foundations, rip out its beams and joists, and crack its pillars without causing it, someday very soon, to come crashing down on our heads.

There may not be much we can do about any of this; dark clouds are gathering, and the hour is late. But I know that we can still, at least, do one honorable thing, one right thing: confirm Brett Kavanaugh.

The End

I’d have thought that old recording engineers, like old soldiers, “never die – they just fade away.” It isn’t so.

I note with sorrow the death of Geoff Emerick, who punched out yesterday at age 72. He was a towering — preeminent — figure in our arcane craft, and when he took over as The Beatles’ engineer from Norman Smith, and gave us Revolver, he changed recording forever. He touched nothing that he did not adorn.

His memoir of his time with the Beatles, Here, There, and Everywhere, is well worth your time.

Golden slumbers to you, Mr. Emerick. Thank you.

Service Notice

Still very busy here, I’m afraid. I’ve also got little to add to the big story of the moment, which is of course the Kavanaugh appointment. There’s nothing subtle or nuanced about any of it; it’s just raw combat, and everyone knows it. So what can I say? (New things do keep popping up, though.)

It is worth noting, however, how far we’ve slid even since the Gorsuch nomination, which now seems like tea with the vicar. All is naked fury now. As you’ve probably heard, there was a Georgetown professor, Christine Fair, who tweeted this charming message:

Look at thus [sic] chorus of entitled white men justifying a serial rapist’s arrogated entitlement.
All of them deserve miserable deaths while feminists laugh as they take their last gasps. Bonus: we castrate their corpses and feed them to swine? Yes.

Twitter briefly suspended her account, then reinstated it, then suspended it again. (I guess it was a tough call.) Georgetown defends her. (To be fair, all she did was to call for the premeditated public murder of some white males, the sexual mutilation of their bodies, and the feeding of them to pigs, which is after all a perfectly ordinary thing to wish for on a modern college campus.)

Oh and speaking of Twitter, they’ve reinstated @HBDChick. Not @ThomasWictor, though.

I’ll have more time for writing soon. Thanks as always for coming by.

Good Grief

Now Twitter has suspended my all-time favorite account, the brilliant and eccentric @ThomasWictor. How intensely irritating.

Update, 9/29: Now @hbdchick (who is the very soul of reason and moderation) is gone too! (Her blog, which is effectively an online university, is here.)

The Court Of Last Appeal

Things are moving more quickly now. Let’s review the status of our three branches of government:

After Donald Trump’s shocking defeat of Hillary Clinton, the losing side has done everything in its power to delegitimize his administration — from trying to co-opt the Electoral College in the early weeks, to a ginned-up story about Russian collusion, to constant harassment and subversion by the media and the “deep state”, to invoking the 25th Amendment, to an almost-certain prospect of impeachment proceedings if the Democrats can regain control of Congress.

Meanwhile, Congress, besides delegating its legislative powers to unelected agencies for decades now, has devolved into bitter and irreconcilable factions, with a steel-cage deathmatch on every issue it considers. There is no longer any shred of comity or commonality; nothing can be done except by naked party majority. Public approval of Congress is in the teens, and sinking.

Now the battle over the Supreme Court — which has emerged, as I wrote a few days back, as the most important prize of all — has intensified to the point that a Kavanaugh seat will be considered by half the nation to be illegitimate. I have little doubt that an attempt will be made to impeach him; the topic is already in the air. Moreover, if Kavanaugh’s elevation to the Supreme Court is seen as illegitimate, so will that Court’s rulings, and they will be openly defied. (After all, how many divisions does SCOTUS have, anyway?)

What this means is that all three branches of the U.S. government are approaching a simultaneous crisis. There is no higher constitutional authority to which any appeal can be made to resolve such a crisis. What then? John Locke considered this in his Second Treatise on Government:

And where the body of the people, or any single man, is deprived of their right, or is under the exercise of a power without right, and have no appeal on earth, then they have a liberty to appeal to heaven, whenever they judge the cause of sufficient moment. And therefore, though the people cannot be judge, so as to have, by the constitution of that society, any superior power, to determine and give effective sentence in the case; yet they have, by a law antecedent and paramount to all positive laws of men, reserved that ultimate determination to themselves which belongs to all mankind, where there lies no appeal on earth, viz. to judge, whether they have just cause to make their appeal to heaven.

The “appeal to heaven” Locke refers to is not prayer. It is war.

Wow!

You’ve probably seen it by now, but here’s Lindsey Graham at today’s hearing.

I’ve never been much of a fan of the man, to put it mildly — but this new, red-pilled Lindsey Graham is something else again.

Service Notice

I’m very sorry never to have really got back up to speed after the August break. The blog is still very much alive, but the Muse unusually silent, and it has been a very busy and chaotic time the past few weeks. Currently we are in Chicago for a couple of days, and there will be no real break in the action — no time for quiet reflection and the scratching of the quill — for several more days to come.

Meanwhile, stay alert, readers: things are getting hot. Remember the way events often unfold: gradually, then suddenly.

Wake Up!

Memento Mori

At Newcomb Hollow Beach this afternoon:

 

(If you hadn’t heard, Mr. Medici, 26, was fatally attacked a week ago by one of the great white sharks that have recently made our part of Cape Cod their home.)

Enough Already

In the latest ploy to stall the Kavanaugh appointment until after the midterm elections, the Democrats have arranged for Mr. Kavanuagh’s accuser, Christine Ford, to demand that the FBI investigate her claim before she will consent to provide any testimony.

This is ridiculous, of course: the FBI exists to investigate federal crimes, not decades-old recovered memories of gropings alleged to have happened at unspecified times and locations, with no witnesses beyond those accused. Moreover, the FBI is an executive-branch agency, and cannot be summoned to action at the whim of the Senate. The whole thing is a transparently political maneuver, a desperate attempt by Democrats to get their way at any cost. (If you have liberal friends who think this is a fair tactic, you should ask them what, exactly, Judge Kavanaugh would have to do to refute this accusation to their satisfaction.)

Today Mr. Grassley has responded with a letter to Ms. Ford’s lawyers. It is clear and succinct: if Ms. Ford would like to tell her story to the Judiciary Committee, she may do so on Monday — in open or closed session, as she may prefer. And that’s that.

Read the letter here.

Their House, Their Rules

About a year ago, I wrote this:

Our attention, which is more precious than gold, and the one thing we must master if we are to have any hope at all of inner development, is increasingly spent in a virtual world created, manipulated, and harvested by a few increasingly powerful companies. (Note that we “pay’ attention, a usage that captures quite precisely the crucial fact that attention is a finite and valuable resource.) Our words, our wishes, our habits, our movements, are noticed, tracked, sifted, and analyzed ”” and remembered. (If you have a Google account, try going to https://myactivity.google.com/myactivity on a logged-in browser.) Meanwhile the human world, once so vast and cool, has now been compressed into a tiny hot space in which everything is brought into immediate contact with everything else. As I wrote in the essay linked just above:

In short, the smaller and hotter the world is ”” in other words, the more likely it becomes that any two “particles’ will impinge on each other in a given time ”” the more volatile, reactive, unstable, and “twitchy’ it becomes. As volatility and the rate of change increase, it becomes more and more difficult for systems and institutions that operate at a constant pace ”” the legislative processes of large democracies, for example ”” to respond effectively to innovations and crises.

As we adjust to this accelerating impingement, our attention, constantly interrupted and diverted, becomes harder and harder for us to control, even as we become more and more deeply addicted to being peppered with (mostly useless) information. To lose one’s smart-phone ”” in other words, to lose a thing that never existed in all of human history until just over a decade ago ”” is now a crisis requiring immediate action. Imagine really cutting yourself off: no cell-phone, no Google, no Amazon, no YouTube, no Facebook, no Twitter, no email, no texting, no Google Maps, no Wikipedia. Just a land-line, the radio, basic TV, and books. (Just like it was until I was in my forties.) Could you do it?

Let’s put it this way: whether you think you can or not, I bet you won’t. I bet I won’t either.

Something very big is happening to us, and it’s happening very quickly.

Here’s another quote, if I may, from that original (2013) essay about the relation of the human world to the ideal-gas laws. (In this model, the “particles” of the contained system are individual human beings, but the principle applies also to organizations functioning as individuals.)

In short, the smaller and hotter the world is ”” in other words, the more likely it becomes that any two “particles’ will impinge on each other in a given time ”” the more volatile, reactive, unstable, and “twitchy’ it becomes. As volatility and the rate of change increase, it becomes more and more difficult for systems and institutions that operate at a constant pace ”” the legislative processes of large democracies, for example ”” to respond effectively to innovations and crises.

At the same time, however, the shrinking distance between any two points in the world-network makes it possible for governments to monitor people and events, and to exert sovereign power, with an immediacy and granularity that is without historical precedent.

In short, the communication infrastructure, by bringing every human particle into immediate contact with every other, has shrunk the size of humanity’s “container” (and therefore the average distance between any two individual human “particles”) almost to zero — a shocking alteration of the human environment that has happened, on a historical scale, in almost no time at all. This has caused a sudden and tremendous increase in temperature and pressure, in just the same way that an internal-combustion engine compresses the fuel-air mixture to make it more explosive. In this new regime of constant and energetic impingement, it is much harder for stable structures to form, or for existing ones to endure, because they are battered into pieces at once by high-energy collisions. Moreover, it is in the nature of this human system immediately to focus attention on anything that suddenly comes into existence, which rapidly increases the rate of impingement high above the background level. Anything that sticks up, however briefly, is subjected at once to tremendous and energetic pressure, often before it even becomes stable.

What has become clearer to me in the five years since writing that post is that a special place in this system is occupied by the substrate itself: the medium that makes this immediate connectivity, and the resulting shrinkage of the world, possible in the first place. This substrate consists, in part, of our transportation infrastructure of highways, ships, and airlines, but all of those are still limited by the physical size of the world, and by all the burdens and encumbrances of matter. What has really been responsible for this “phase transition” in human existence is the Internet. And this means that those who control the Internet, especially the social media that bring everyone into direct contact with everyone else every minute of the day, have a tremendous new power — comparable to, but in my view exceeding, the control of the seas, or of the press, or of the railroads, wielded by the states and empires and corporations of the past. Those who administer these electronic media effectively control not only the size of the world, but who may live in it: both by the power to exile, and the power to destroy. In this they have emerged as a new order of sovereigns, with capabilities that seem increasingly greater than any government. As private entities, they also respect no borders or constitutional limitations.

What has this new regime created for us? A hot, collapsed world that lives always at the edge of “critical mass” — where every particle is in such close proximity to every other as to create a continuous storm of explosive chain reactions. Touch the network anywhere, and the whole thing twitches, bounces, and ripples; every microphone is open all the time, at full gain, with the system always at the edge of shrieking, destructive feedback. Moreover, these resonances, bouncing around the system, create ever-changing points of additive focus, where energy from every angle is suddenly and locally concentrated. To be caught in one of these foci can mean immediate destruction. It is increasingly within the power of those operating the system to starve, or incinerate, individual particles as they see fit.

Writing at Kakistocracy, here’s Porter:

I hope you won’t think me anything less than a grinning optimist if I were to opine that the path from corporate censorship to corporate oppression is practically frictionless. Social media, Internet infrastructure, and now even payment processors have raised their red flags in a coordinated assault. It’s been quite a demonstration of malice. And I suspect it’s one that’s barely even begun.

…The keystone to all of this is a registry, or an E-Verify on Legacy Americans. I presume this will be called a Hate-List, or Justice-Sheet, or Nazi-Latte, or whatever the most actresses demand. The intent being to maintain a list of untouchables. This will assuredly be managed by one or both the SPLC and ADL. And once they secure IP addresses of hate-speakers from Internet providers, an amply-populated catalogue will be available for broad corporate resolution.

…Obviously such a liberal utopia places power beyond the President in the hands of unelected, intensely hostile (and ethnically homogenous) List administrators. This is, of course, the entire purpose of being one. Such clawed-creatures will rapidly become the most feared in the country. Though frequently fear may be allayed through generous financial contributions.

But for those less generously inclined toward mortal enemies, life can be made quite difficult indeed. This as avenues for earning or enjoying a living become tightly constricted. And those who presume their children won’t suffer from taint will be highly disappointed. Why should our University accept the son of a registered hater when there are so many qualified foreign applicants?

…And if you don’t like what corporations are doing to you then just build your own Internet backbone, data centers, payment rails, and global logistics chain. I mean did it stop Sergey Brin, Jack Dorsey, or Jeff Bezos when they were denied income sources, commercial outlets, and marketing platforms?

You will by now have noticed that this post is 100% description and 0% prescription. Short of a Butlerian Jihad — which may come, but it’s hard to see it happening anytime soon — it’s hard to see anything but acceleration ahead, into a future that, as I noted here, we’ve chosen without any serious consideration at all.

Notes From The Front

As the Democrats launch a desperate last-ditch offensive against Donald Trump’s Supreme Court nominee, the president, in a flanking maneuver, has declassified an assortment of records — FISA applications, Strzok-Page texts, and whole lot more — that may be of considerable importance in exposing the real scandal in Washington: the weaponization of government agencies, by fraud, stealth, and deception, against a political opponent and a duly elected President.

For those of you keeping score at home, the blogger Doug Ross has put together an enormous timeline of deep-state skulduggery, complete with links to sources. You can read the embedded spreadsheet here.

This really is starting to feel like total war, no? The sides are starkly divided, and all pretense of comity is gone. As we can see from this last-minute sandbagging of Brett Kavanaugh with a wholly unsupported allegation (against which, I should add, he can make no possible defense), the Democrats will do anything within their power to sabotage the appointment, hoping to wrest the levers of Congressional power from the GOP in a few weeks. Meanwhile the battle-lines are just as clear outside the Capitol as well. There are two Americas now, and they have already moved, I think, beyond any hope of reconciliation. In the eyes of much of the Left, at least, the cause is no longer political, it is moral and religious. The enemy is no longer the loyal opposition, playing a well-known game with familiar rules and a presumption of mutual respect; they are now, as Joe Biden said a few days ago, “virulent people” — the “dregs of society”. For anyone old enough to have been taught any history in school, such dehumanization of one’s countrymen should have a distinctly recognizable sound: it is the ominous opening chord of an all-too-familiar march.

With that in mind, you should listen to the latest in John Batchelor’s ongoing conversation with historian Michael Vlahos on the topic of civil war. It is in two parts, here and here.

Fides Et Ratio: Can One Be Both A Catholic And A Maverick Philosopher?

Our friend Bill Vallicella explores the tension — which he believes is a fruitful one — between Athens and Jerusalem.

Why is such a tension — an essential feature of Christianity, with its mysteries and paradoxes, that is conspicuously absent in Islam — fruitful?

It is a fruitful tension in the West but also in those few individuals who are citizens of both ‘cities,’ those few who harbor within them both the religious and the philosophical predisposition. It is a tension that cannot be resolved by elimination of one or the other of the ‘cities.’ But why is it fruitful?

The philosopher and the religionist need each other’s virtues. The philosopher needs reverence to temper his analytic probing and humility to mitigate the arrogance of his high-flying inquiry and over-confident reliance on his magnificent yet paltry powers of thought. The religionist needs skepticism to limit his gullibility, logical rigor to discipline his tendency toward blind fideism, and balanced dialectic to chasten his disposition to fanaticism.

Eric Hoffer told us that such tension, though sometimes difficult to bear, is nevertheless essential for our becoming fully human, because these tidal forces “stretch men’s souls”:

It is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls are stretched by the pull of opposites””opposite bents, tastes, yearnings. Where there is no polarity””where energies flow smoothly in one direction””there will be much doing but no music.

Amen to that, say I.

Read Bill’s post here.

Eye Of The Storm

Here is a remarkable video clip of the center of Hurricane Florence.

Zonked

Well, I’m back from our annual musical retreat in the Isles of Shoals, but I’m completely exhausted. (We get up early, spend the days organizing and rehearsing, then play for the rest of the folks on the island from cocktail hour until the “wee small hours of the morning”. Getting more than about four or five hours of sleep is out of the question.) My voice is shot, I’m weary to the bone, and I’ve got to work two long days (from home, mercifully) on Tuesday and Wednesday.

I’m eager to get back to normal around here, though, and I’m sure I’ll be fit for purpose again shortly. There’s a lot to comment on.

Did I Miss Anything?

Returning from a month of happy isolation and indifference to the news, I see that we’ve been slipping ever deeper into bitter factional strife, if not yet (quite) outright war. The Kavanaugh hearings, which I had on in the background as I worked these past two days, are an obvious and dispiriting example. A steady stream of obstreperous lunatics rose during the proceedings to holler and disrupt, and to be swiftly arrested, one after another, by the hard-working Capitol police. (An exercise for the reader: why are these brats, whose response to reasoned debate is to bawl like infants, always of the Left?) Meanwhile, from the very first seconds of the hearing, Democrat senators ignored rules of order, spoke out of turn, and tried to shut the whole thing down on the fatuous premise that they hadn’t been given enough information to assess Mr. Kavanaugh’s record — his more than 300 publicly available opinions and scores of published essays notwithstanding. What had been intended by the Framers to be an august proceeding among dignified adults in what has been called “the world’s greatest deliberative body” seemed more like Black Friday at Best Buy.

Why is this?

First and foremost, it is because of the great, century-long movement of power from localities to the Federal government, even as the nation has grown vastly larger and more diverse. It should be obvious to all that the size and diversity of the United States has already pushed it well beyond the point where it can be governed responsively, or flexibly — to put it simply, governed well — by a unitary apparatus in Washington. This accelerating centripetal shift has hoovered up power from state and local systems with increasing thoroughness and granularity, to the point where even the most obviously provincial and personal matters fall under the vigilance and regulation of the Federal panopticon. This is a thing that simply could not have happened, or perhaps even been imagined, in the Founders’ day: given the limitations of communication and transportation in that era, even the most tyrannical despot could not have presumed to manage every detail of a vast and variegated empire the way Washington controls every American’s life and business now. (It has only become possible, to use Churchill’s ominous phrase, “by the lights of perverted science”.) Because of this enormous concentration of power, control of Washington is now of paramount, even existential, importance to both political parties.

Second, while all this has been going on, the Congress — the branch of government that was designed to be the most closely controlled by, and answerable to, the people — has for decades been delegating its law-making power to other, unelected and unaccountable, agencies of government. This is in large part, I think, an inherent liability of the system itself, in that members of Congress, who must stand for election every two or six years, can in this way insulate themselves from responsibility for actually legislating: they can simply outsource the decision-making (and in actual effect, their Constitutional power of law-making) to agencies like the EPA, the ICC, the FCC, OSHA, etc.

Third, in no small part because of increasing demographic diversity, but also because of cultural Marxism’s “long march through the institutions”, American comity and commonality has diminished sharply (and catastrophically). This loss of commonality, together with increasing secularism and an ascendant philosophy of presentism, materialism and skepticism, has led to a sharp assault on the traditional vertical hierarchies and horizontal ligatures that the Founders understood to be essential for binding a diverse population into a nation.

Once, the idea of rights (and by that I mean what are called “negative” rights, which are simply various natural rights of personal liberty, and were, for the most part, all that the Founders thought necessary to secure) entailed a corresponding sense of civic duty. Now the idea of duties seems quaint — while every imaginable blessing has become a “right”, regardless of whether a newly discovered right (such as healthcare, food, shelter, college education, etc.) imposes a duty upon someone else to provide it. This has led to a widening fissure between those Americans who believe in, and seek to live by, the general principles of the nation’s founding, and those who believe that the nation should be ordered only according to this new and expansive concept of “rights”, with outmoded traditions of family, civic, and religious life stripped away. Moreover, the latter vision isn’t going to come into being all by itself: the coercive nature of positive “rights”, which by definition entail taking the fruits of the labor of others for their provision, necessarily involves the government in confiscation and redistribution — often, if not always, in violation of what the Founders saw as the natural rights of liberty and property. This is not to say that a good-hearted people cannot agree to systems of redistribution, both public and private, for the sake of expansive social services — but such a thing is most easily accomplished in societies that have at least three important, perhaps even necessary qualities: social cohesion, public trust, and industriousness. In the United States the first of these is effectively destroyed, the second is failing rapidly, and the third is far from evenly distributed. This means that the instantiation of the new and expansive notion of “rights” depends, almost exclusively, upon exertions of Federal power. And so control of the Federal apparatus becomes paramount.

Fourth, this increase in factional strife having led to an increasingly divided and feckless Congress, one that tends whenever possible to dodge accountability for promising the impossible by punting its powers to the great Federal bureaucracy, the judiciary has established greater and greater power — both by its own assertion of such supremacy, and by the vacuum created by Congressional lassitude and paralysis. The Supreme Court has, in many recent decisions, effectively written new and supreme law, often of fundamental importance for the social and political structure of the nation. This means that control of the Court is in many ways the most important prize of all; even the Presidency itself is so bitterly contested, in large part, because of the presidential power to appoint Justices.

In short, then: the Federal government — which was originally imagined as a small and lightweight apparatus, with powers few and limited, intended only to arrange matters of common interest to the States, and to present a unitary face to the world at large — has become so overwhelmingly powerful that controlling it is worth fighting to the death, even as the Court has emerged as the reigning authority within the government. All this is happening at a time when the traditions, virtues, mutual loyalties, and cultural commonalities so necessary to the survival of a great nation as a nation are being ground into dust.

How can this end well?

Service Notice

It’s September, and after a restful summer break, it’s time to start getting back to normal operations around here. (There’s been a lot to talk about.) The next few days are busy ones, though: I’ll be working long hours today and tomorrow, and from Friday until Monday I’ll be on remote and rocky Star Island for an annual musical retreat with some old friends.

So: thanks for your patience, readers, and I look forward to filling these pages again soon.

DLL Hell

From our reader and commenter “Whitewall” comes a link to an excellent piece by Richard Fernandez: a review of Michael Walsh’s new book, The Fiery Angel. (Mr. Walsh’s previous book, The Devil’s Pleasure Palace, is excellent, and I recommend it to you all.)

What struck me in particular as I read Mr. Fernandez’s review was a fantastic metaphor for the self-destruction of high Western culture (which was brought about, as I have argued often in these pages, by the unstoppably corrosive effect of the radical skepsis bequeathed to us by the Enlightenment — of which modern secularism, and the post-modernist rejection of objective reality, are merely late-stage symptoms). Metaphors, which can illuminate deep isomorphisms between things we understand well and things we don’t, are a tremendous help in making sense of the world, and this is a startlingly good one.

We read:

No one in the captured institutions was prepared for malfunctions displaying the missing-dependency error message. Yet every system, including the one the Left paradoxically relies upon to keep its programs in clover, depends on a non-obvious chain of libraries going all the way down to the foundation. Deleting God, patriotism, heroic myths and taboos and all the “useless stuff” from Western culture turns out to be as harmless as navigating to the system folder (like C:\Windows\System32), “selecting all,” and pressing delete.

That’s brilliant. Read Mr. Fernandez’s article here.

Nothing To See Here

Did you hear about this? Didn’t think so.

If It Quacks Like A Duck…

In a recent post our friend Bill Vallicella sticks to his guns regarding what he considers the “mistake” of looking at the missionary leftism of the modern West as a religion. He prefers to use the alienans expression “ersatz religion” to describe it, while I’ve said all along that it really is a religion — not only by function and form, but also by pedigree and historical lineage. (And not just any religion, mind you, but a very particular religion, transplanted to New England in the seventeenth century, that gradually took on the pestiferous, secularized form in which it has infected the modern world.)

I’ve nothing new to say about it today, but I thought it might be worth re-linking a series of posts that explores this little disagreement (which might, I admit, seem hair-splitting to some of you) in detail.

First, I posted this discussion of an essay by William Deresciewicz identifying the religious takeover of our colleges and universities. (A couple of days later, I added this.)

Bill replied, at his place, with a detailed counterargument.

I then offered this in response.

Bill then posted this brief item (but without having first read the post just above).

Finally, I added a brief post quoting Moldbug.

All of this is a year old, and probably not of much interest to very many people; I realize that this may seem a pointless and pettifogging dispute. But given the pervasive and pestilential effect of this modern mind-virus in our ideological ecosystem, I think it’s important to get its taxonomy right.

Worlds In Collision

Once again we call your attention to the ongoing conversation between John Batchelor and historian Michael Vlahos on the darkening clouds of civil war. You can find all of these podcast episodes here.

Service Notice: Estival Hiatus

Once again, it’s August, and the weather here in the Outer Cape is warm and sultry. Suddenly, swimming my daily mile in Wellfleet’s clear glacial kettle-ponds, gathering and consuming our renowned oysters, gazing at the blue horizon, and slowly working my way through a swelling backlog of books (including Thomas West’s book about the Founding) all seem more urgent than paying any attention at all to events in the wider world, or scribbling dyspeptic commentary in these pages.

So I hope you will forgive me, dear readers, for a sharp reduction in output until early September. I’ll probably post something now and then; if so, new content will appear beneath this item, which I am going to pin to the top of the page.

Thanks to all, and enjoy the rest of the summer!

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A reader has sent me this link, to a blog dedicated to what has come to be known as “pizzagate”. I present it without comment, for now at least.

B.V. On Jerusalem, Athens, And Dual Citizenship

Here’s a fine meditation, by Bill Vallicella, on the tension between reason and faith, and what it means for the philosopher who is also a Christian.

Roger Scruton: What Is A Conservative?

I’ve just read a brief interview with Sir Roger Scruton over at National Review. (Hat-tip to our friend David Duff.)

This caught my eye:

[Interviewer Madeleine Kearns]: What is the difference between a reactionary and a conservative?

SRS: A reactionary is fixed on the past and wanting to return to it; a conservative wishes to adapt what is best in the past to the changing circumstances of the present.

With due respect to Sir Roger (and the amount due is immense), I think that the distinction he makes, although it ought to be accurate, is no longer apt: today’s typical “conservative” is now what, in my youth, would have been considered somewhere well left of center. He is perhaps best described by Michael Malice’s remark that “Conservatism is progressivism driving the speed limit.”

To cherish and respect any part of the past whatesoever — what was sacred, what was respected, and what was understood by all, until very recently, to be good or true — and to wish to preserve and protect it for generations unborn, is now a reactionary stance.

For example, Sir Roger describes as “conservative” the “vital battle to defend fundamental institutions, such as marriage…”. But to restore the traditional meaning of marriage to the primacy in the public order that it has enjoyed throughout history would now require not conservation, but reaction — not an ongoing interweaving of old strands of culture into a new and evolving tapestry, but wholesale reversal and rejection of a new and smothering social fabric that is now blanketing and extinguishing the ancient flame that Sir Roger, every bit as much as any of us over here in the remote fastnesses of the reactionary landscape, hopes to keep alight.

I should say also that I know hardly any self-described “reactionaries” who would simply roll back the clock in toto, or would imagine that such a thing is even possible. (All it would take to disabuse anyone of such a silly idea, I think, would be a toothache.)

Is this terminological nitpicking worth quibbling about? Probably not, so in deference to Sir Roger, I’ll say no more.

I’ll leave you with this gem:

“Populism’ is a word used by leftists to describe the emotions of ordinary people, when they do not tend to the left.

And this:

MK: Can one be a hopeful conservative without God?

SRS: Yes, but it helps to believe in God, since then one’s hopes are fixed on a higher reality, and that stops one from imposing them on the world in which we live.

What To Do?

With a hat-tip to the Maverick Philosopher, here’s an essay by Bruce Thornton arguing that we might as well give up on political debate with the cryptoreligious Left. The best recourse, he tells us, is ridicule. (Hume was right: reason is the slave of the passions.)

I agree with Professor Thornton about the futility of debate — we’ve moved well past the point where that might have been productive — but I see no reason to imagine that ridicule will accomplish anything either, other than to move us at a slightly brisker pace toward whatever denouement lies ahead. A showdown is at this point inevitable, I think.

That said, the piece gives a good summary of conditions on the battlefield, even if the tactical plan is too optimistic. Read it here.

Service Notice

Sorry about the scanty output: it’s summer, and I’m on a reduced schedule.

I have begun reading The Political Theory of the American Founding, which you may recall from our link to, and subsequent discussion of, Michael Anton’s review. The book directly addresses several questions I have been stewing over for a long time now, for example: Are natural rights defensible in the absence of religious belief? Is America’s current predicament due to a rejection of the founding principles, an increase in secularism, demographic change, abandonment of a sense of civic duty, or some combination of the above? Or did the Enlightenment itself (and the Founding itself) contain a “poison pill’ whose lethal effects we are only now seeing?

I should have a good deal more to say about the book in a little while.

Meanwhile, Michael Anton has been at the center of a brouhaha brought on by his making the argument, in a public forum, that the Fourteenth Amendment does not grant birthright citizenship to anyone whose mother managed to get herself across our border in time to deliver a baby. He is completely right about this, of course, and he responds to his critics here. See also his related essay on the American social compact.

Back soon.

You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet

With a hat-tip to Bill Vallicella, here’s a survey of the blood-soaked political battlefield from Victor Davis Hanson.

Lake Found On Mars

Story here.

The Overweening Power Of FISA

John Batchelor discusses, with former federal prosecutor Andrew McCarthy, the FISA-court application that got the Mueller investigation started. (The redacted application was finally released this weekend in response to persistent FOIA pressure by Tom Fitton of Judicial Watch.)

The interview is in two parts, here and here.

Mr. McCarthy writes about the release in his latest column, here. He focuses in particular on the FBI’s use of the word “VERIFIED” to describe the wholly unverified allegations in the Steele dossier, and is astonished that the FBI, the DOJ, and the FISA court would work together to produce a FISA warrant without rigorously vetting the sources of the relevant allegations. (Christopher Steele, on whose say-so the whole thing rests, was not a primary, and perhaps was not even a secondary or tertiary, source.)

See also Byron York’s careful comparison of the newly released document with the claims made in the Nunes memo of five months ago.

NicolÁ¡s GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila On Reaction And Resignation

From “The Authentic Reactionary“, by NicolÁ¡s GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila (1913”“1994):

History is a necessity that freedom produces and chance destroys.

This is a beautiful formulation: our freely chosen actions put in train an expanding system of consequences that, being beyond the control of any individual and therefore subject to an irreducibly complex web of contingency, lie beyond the scope of human agency to predict or control. Why is this process a “necessity”? Because we cannot but live and act — and react.

In this essay GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila defines the authentic reactionary as one who, at the same time, condemns the entropic flow of history but resigns himself to acceptance. This resignation puts him at odds with both the radical and the liberal liberal progressive.

To GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila, the radical progressive sees the dialectic advance of history as reflecting the inexorable unfolding of reason in the world, and therefore not a thing to be condemned; one cannot coherently accept the necessity of history and object to it:

For the radical progressive, then, to condemn history is not just a vain undertaking, but also a foolish undertaking. A vain undertaking because history is necessity; a foolish undertaking because history is reason.

We see this attitude summed up again and again in the phrases “the right side of history”, and bromides about the “arc of the moral Universe” “bending toward Justice”.

Meanwhile, for the liberal progressive, history is contingent upon the action of the will, and so we are under a moral compulsion not to accept history as necessity. The reactionary’s condemnation of history compels him not just to observe with disapproval, but to act:

Revolutionary action epitomizes the ethical obligation of the liberal progressive, because to break down what impedes it is the essential act of liberty as it is realized. History is an inert material that a sovereign will fashions. For the liberal progressive, then, to resign oneself to history is an immoral and foolish attitude. Foolish because history is freedom; immoral because liberty is our essence.

The reactionary is, nevertheless, the fool who takes up the vanity of condemning history and the immorality of resigning himself to it. Radical progressivism and liberal progressivism elaborate partial visions. History is neither necessity nor freedom, but rather their fl exible integration. History is not, in fact, a divine monstrosity. The human cloud of dust does
not seem to arise as if beneath the breath of a sacred beast; the epochs do not seem to be ordered as stages in the embryogenesis of a metaphysical animal; facts are not imbricated one upon another as scales on a heavenly fish.

But if history is not an abstract system that germinates beneath implacable laws, neither is it the docile fodder of human madness. The whimsical and arbitrary will of man is not its
supreme ruler. Facts are not shaped, like sticky, pliable paste, between industrious fingers.

In fact, history results neither from impersonal necessity nor from human caprice, but rather from a dialectic of the will where free choice unfolds into necessary consequences. History does not develop as a unique and autonomous dialectic, which extends in vital dialectic the dialectic of inanimate nature, but rather as a pluralism of dialectical processes, numerous as free acts and tied to the diversity of their fleshly grounds. If liberty is the creative act of history, if each free act produces a new history, the free creative act is cast upon the world in an irrevocable process. Liberty secretes history as a metaphysical spider secretes the geometry of its web. Liberty is, in fact, alienated from itself in the same gesture in which it is assumed, because free action possesses a coherent structure, an internal organization, a regular proliferation of sequelae. The act unfolds, opens up, and expands into necessary consequences, in a manner compatible with its intimate character and with its intelligible nature. Every act submits a piece of the world to a specific configuration.

History, therefore, is an assemblage of freedoms hardened in dialectical processes. The deeper the layer whence free action gushes forth, the more varied are the zones of activity that the process determines, and the greater its duration. The superficial, peripheral act is expended in biographical episodes, while the central, profound act can create an epoch for an entire society. History is articulated, thus, in instants and epochs: in free acts and in dialectical processes. Instants are its fleeting soul, epochs its tangible body. Epochs stretch out like distances between two instants: its seminal instant, and the instant when the inchoate act of a new life brings it to a close. Upon hinges of freedom swing gates of bronze.

GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila proposes that this admixture of freedom and necessity means that historically effective acts of reactionary will are possible only at what he calls the “fissures” of the historical process:

[W]hile the dialectical process in which freedoms have been poured out lasts, the freedom of the nonconformist is twisted into an ineffectual rebellion. Social freedom is not a permanent option, but rather an unforeseen auspiciousness in the conjunction of affairs. The exercise of freedom supposes an intelligence responsive to history because confronting an entire society alienated from liberty, man can only lie in wait for the noisy crackup of necessity. Every intention is thwarted if it is not introduced into the principal fissures of a life.

In the face of history ethical obligation to take action only arises when the conscience consents to a purpose that momentarily prevails, or when circumstances culminate in a conjunction propitious to our freedom. The man whom destiny positions in an epoch without a foreseeable end, the character of which wounds the deepest fibers of his being, cannot heedlessly sacrifice his repugnance to his boldness, nor his intelligence to his vanity. The spectacular, empty gesture earns public applause, but the disdain of those governed by reflection. In the shadowlands of history, man ought to resign himself to patiently undermining human presumption. Man is able, thus, to condemn necessity without contradicting himself, although he is unable to take action except when necessity collapses.

In other words, “there is a tide in the affairs of men”, and action is doomed to ineffectiveness except when it is taken at the flood (although perhaps it would be truer to GÁ³mez DÁ¡vila’s argument to suggest that it must be taken at the ebb).

The outstanding, and most contentious, questions on the modern Right — from ordinary conservatives to those of us in the remote fastnesses of neoreaction — are: What ought we to do? Ought we to do anything at all? Is political activism, the habitual mode of the Left, an appropriate response for the Right?

Perhaps the question ought to be: Where stands the tide?

Racist Thing #105

Artificial intelligence.

Round Up The Usual Suspects

Today I was sent an article from the New York Times about Susan Unterberg, a philanthropist who supports female artists. The item was sent to me “as another example of how women are underpaid and not supported”.

An excerpt:

“They don’t get museum shows as often as men, they don’t command the same prices in the art world,’ [Ms. Unterberg] said. “And it doesn’t seem to be changing.’

Statistics cited by the National Museum of Women in the Arts show that female artists earn 81 cents for every dollar made by male artists; that work by female artists makes up just 3 percent to 5 percent of major permanent museum collections in the United States and Europe; and that of some 590 major exhibitions by nearly 70 institutions in the United States from 2007 through 2013, only 27 percent were devoted to female artists.

“Women continue to be seriously undervalued and underappreciated,’ [artist Carrie Mae] Weems said. “The work is not taken as seriously, and men are still running the game. Men in power support men in power, and they want to see men in power.’

Here we have yet another stubborn “achievement gap”. Why does it exist? The answer endorsed in this article is clearly the one adumbrated just above: a conspiracy of oppression by men. Are we sure? Let’s think about what it takes to become a successful artist.

We should note up front that most artists, the overwhelming majority, are not successful, which means that those who do succeed at making a good living are outliers, a tiny percentile of aspirants who actually possess whatever qualities are necessary for success (and who have, as is necessary for any fruitful endeavor, some good luck as well).

What are those qualities?

1) First of all, and most obviously of all, there is artistic talent. To be successful in a highly competitive market, modest talent probably won’t do (unless compensated by really superior gifts as regards the other necessary qualities). Just as becoming an elite mathematician or physicist requires exceptional native ability, it is not unreasonable to suppose that the same is true in the arts.

2) Next is discipline. It is not enough to have talent; one must also have the self-mastery required to put in thousands of hours, often tedious hours, learning and practicing the skills needed to allow talent to reach its full expression.

3) The visual arts being individual pursuits, one must also have a penchant for solitude, and be willing to put aside much of one’s social life, perhaps including marriage and child-rearing, to spend long hours working alone.

4) To do truly original work, one must also have an indifference to criticism, a willingness to pursue a distinctive vision even in the face of public scorn.

5) Finally, financial success nearly always takes a knack for aggressive self-promotion.

The issue at hand is a statistical gap between the prominence of men and women in the arts. Nobody is suggesting that there aren’t some elite and enormously successful female artists, but rather that the distribution is skewed toward men. Before we can make a diagnosis, then, we must ask, and answer, the essential question: if the qualities listed above are necessary for success in the arts, is their statistical distribution identical in men and women? This is a purely empirical question, and not a political or ideological one.

What about innate talent? Keep in mind that what is needed for success, generally, is not modest talent, but elite gifts, way out on the right tail of the bell-curve. Even if we assume that males and females have the same talent on average, might the distribution be flatter in one sex than the other, meaning that there will be more individuals of one sex than the other out on the tails of the distribution? (This appears to be the case with IQ; there are more males with very high and very low IQ than females.)

The same questions can be asked about the other four qualities. Is it, for example, at least possible that women are statistically less likely to want to work in solitude, and not allow themselves to be distracted by, in particular, the demands of motherhood?

None of this seems to have occurred to the editors of the Times, and no doubt customary attitudes, prejudices, and preferences do indeed make up some part of the picture. But unless we have answers to these questions, it is premature and unwarranted, to say nothing of inflammatory and accusatory, to ascribe all of this achievement gap to the malevolence of men.

A Happy Surprise From The Ninth Circuit

An injunction blocking a California law that threatens gun owners with fines or imprisonment if they don’t surrender or otherwise dispose of “high-capacity” magazines (the term refers to anything over ten rounds) has been upheld by, if you can believe it, the Ninth Circuit.

David French has the details in a column published yesterday. He cites with approval a passage from the original lower-court inunction:

Violent gun use is a constitutionally-protected means for law-abiding citizens to protect themselves from criminals. The phrase “gun violence’ may not be invoked as a talismanic incantation to justify any exercise of state power. Implicit in the concept of public safety is the right of law-abiding people to use firearms and the magazines that make them work to protect themselves, their families, their homes, and their state against all armed enemies, foreign and domestic. To borrow a phrase, it would indeed be ironic if, in the name of public safety and reducing gun violence, statutes were permitted to subvert the public’s Second Amendment rights ”” which may repel criminal gun violence and which ultimately ensure the safety of the Republic.

He continues with an important point that should be made more often:

Much of the modern argument over gun control revolves around the effort to label certain kinds of semi-automatic rifles (and magazines over ten rounds) as “military style’ weapons that are effectively unprotected by the Second Amendment. Yet the Ninth Circuit’s language ”” rooted in the history of the amendment ”” links constitutional protection to a weapon’s potential militia use. In other words, the “military style’ moniker actually connects the guns in question to the historic purpose of the right to bear arms.

Gun-control zealots want it both ways: they attack the individual right to keep and bear arms by focusing on the Second Amendment’s prefatory clause “A well-regulated militia…”, and then go after enormously popular rifle platforms as “military-style” weapons. (These arguments are obviously contradictory — but the end, as always, justifies the means.)

Further on, there’s this:

For now, hundreds of thousands of California gun owners remain law-abiding. They don’t have to face the choice between surrendering the magazines that help keep their families safe and complying with a confiscatory law. Already, there were indications of passive resistance. As the Sacramento Bee reported last year, “Talk to gun owners, retailers and pro-gun sheriffs across California and you’ll get something akin to an eye roll when they’re asked if gun owners are going to voluntarily part with their property because Democratic politicians and voters who favor gun control outnumber them and changed the law.’

Read the rest here.

Angelo Codevilla On The Helsinki Summit

Following on our previous post, today we bring you a column by Angelo Codevilla about Monday’s conference in Helsinki. It begins:

The high professional quality of Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin’s performance at their Monday press conference in Helsinki contrasts sharply with the obloquy by which the bipartisan U.S. ruling class showcases its willful incompetence.

Though I voted for Trump, I’ve never been a fan of his and I am not one now. But, having taught diplomacy for many years, I would choose the Trump-Putin press conference as an exemplar of how these things should be done. Both spoke with the frankness and specificity of serious business. This performance rates an A+.

Both presidents started with the basic truth.

Putin: The Cold War is ancient history. Nobody in Russia (putting himself in this category) wants that kind of enmity again. It is best for Russia, for America, and for everybody else if the two find areas of agreement or forbearance.

Trump: Relations between the globe’s major nuclear powers have never been this bad””especially since some Americans are exacerbating existing international differences for domestic partisan gain. For the sake of peace and adjustment of differences where those exist and adjustment is possible, Trump is willing to pay a political cost to improve those relations (if, indeed further enraging his enemies is a cost rather than a benefit).

In short, this was a classic statement of diplomatic positions and a drawing of spheres of influence.

Mr. Codevilla continues by examining the geostrategic status quo, and the interests that Messrs. Trump and Putin had sought to defend and advance at this conference. Then there is this:

This led to the final flourish. The Associated Press reporter demanded that Trump state whether he believes the opinions of U.S. intelligence leaders or those of Putin. It would be healthy for America were it to digest Trump’s answer: The truth about the charge that Russia stole the contents of the Democratic National Committee’s computer server is not to be found in the opinions of any persons whatever. The truth can be discovered only by examining the server in question””assuming it has not been tampered with since the alleged event. But, said Trump emphatically, those making the accusations against Russia have refused to let the server be examined by U.S. intelligence or by any independent experts. What is the point of accusations coupled with refusal of access to the facts of the matter?

The classic texts of diplomatic practice teach that diplomacy advances the cause of peace and order only to the extent that its practitioners avoid contentious opinions and stick to demonstrable facts.

The AP reporter, who should be ashamed, is beyond shame. Then again, so are the ruling class representatives who have redoubled their animus against Trump. Cheap partisanship is not all that harmful. It is the transfer of domestic partisan animus to international affairs, however, that has the potential to start wars.

Precisely so. It is often not the bellicosity of national leaders, but rather the intrigues, yearnings, and political or military cacoethes of their emissaries and generals, that start wars. (For example, in July of 1914 Kaiser Wilhelm, Emperor Franz Josef, and Tsar Nicholas were all horrified by the prospect of war, and each one of them wanted to avoid it however possible. Their generals and foreign ministers, though, persuaded them that war was inevitable — having themselves labored behind the scenes to make it so.) For this reason, in a tightly coupled world bristling with nuclear weapons, diplomacy and statecraft at the highest level are absolute necessities. That the fools and brats who control our media and so many of our political institutions are so unwise, so unlettered, and so unreflective as not to grasp this elementary historical truth is perhaps the greatest peril of our era.

Read Mr. Codevilla’s essay here.

Madness

How wearying it is to watch the reaction of the press, and of his political enemies, to President Trump’s press conference with Vladimir Putin. The hyperbole — “Treason! Pearl Harbor! Kristallnacht!” — would be comical if we weren’t already at about the halfway point on the road to civil war. (This is the same crowd, remember, who cried bloody murder when Ronald Reagan referred to the USSR as an “evil empire”.)

It would be a very good thing for us to find some way to get along with Russia. Not only would we be able, as partners, to exert a dominating influence where our interests coincide (and they coincide in many places), but the alternative — an escalating Second Cold War, with potential flashpoints in, to name just a few hot spots, the Baltic, Ukraine, and Syria — is the only external circumstance in the world at the moment that actually rises to a genuine existential threat. (The greatest threats of all, of course, are still endogenous: factional war, cultural collapse, and suicidal immigration policies.)

Since the fall of the Soviet Union, our policy has been to grind and provoke Russia in every way imaginable. We have meddled in their elections far more consequentially than anything they might have done to ours. We have fomented an anti-Russian revolution in Ukraine, abrogated arms-control treaties, and pushed NATO right up to Russia’s frontiers. In doing so all this (and more) we have spoiled every chance to form what could have been a mutually beneficial relationship.

I am old enough to remember the height of the First Cold War; there were moments when we missed mutual nuclear annihilation by a hair’s breadth, sometimes by nothing more than luck. We are in a situation now that is no less dangerous, and in many ways more so — and not least because any overture that might pull us back from the brink is denounced as treason, and as further evidence of Mr. Trump’s fealty to Mr. Putin.

President Trump is right to do what he can to restore sanity, and if possible even comity, to our relationship with Russia. He deserves our support as he tries to do so.

Get Thee Behind Me

I’m still too distracted by my houseful of relatives — four generations in all! — to do any writing, or even to pay any serious attention to the wider world, but I feel it necessary to post something — anything! — to push that smirking, malevolent avatar of villainy down the page.

But if I need to fill a little space, I might as well fill it with something worthwhile. So here is a passage from Chesterton:

The madman is not he that defies the world. The saint, the criminal, the martyr, the cynic, the nihilist may all defy the world quite sanely. And even if such fanatics would destroy the world, the world owes them a strictly fair trial according to proof and public law. But the madman is not the man who defies the world; he is the man who denies it. Suppose we are all standing round a field and looking at a tree in the middle of it. It is perfectly true that we all see it (as the decadents say) in infinitely different aspects: that is not the point; the point is that we all say it is a tree. Suppose, if you will, that we are all poets, which seems improbable; so that each of us could turn his aspect into a vivid image distinct from a tree. Suppose one says it looks like a green cloud and another like a green fountain, and a third like a green dragon and the fourth like a green cheese. The fact remains: that they all say it looks like these things. It is a tree. Nor are any of the poets in the least mad because of any opinions they may form, however frenzied, about the functions or future of the tree. A conservative poet may wish to clip the tree; a revolutionary poet may wish to burn it. An optimist poet may want to make it a Christmas tree and hang candles on it. A pessimist poet may want to hang himself on it. None of these are mad, because they are all talking about the same thing. But there is another man who is talking horribly about something else. There is a monstrous exception to mankind. Why he is so we know not; a new theory says it is heredity; an older theory says it is devils. But in any case, the spirit of it is the spirit that denies, the spirit that really denies realities. This is the man who looks at the tree and does not say it looks like a lion, but says that it is a lamp”“post.

Eugenics and Other Evils, chapter IV

The Screwtape Hearing, or Your Tax Dollars At Work

My God, this man:
 

 

The Marshmallow Diet

Over at Kakistocracy, Porter tosses and gores one Jessica Wood, a Ph.D. student at the university of Guelph, who has written a report that arrives at the following conclusion:

“We found people in consensual, non-monogamous relationships experience the same levels of relationship satisfaction, psychological well-being and sexual satisfaction as those in monogamous relationships… This debunks societal views of monogamy as being the ideal relationship structure.’

Pause for a moment to appreciate the galactic level of adolescent self-assuredness and unreflection required to announce, from your dorm room at the University of Guelph, that you have just “debunked” monogamy. Then read Porter’s reply, here.