Monthly Archive: November 2016

Dr. McConnell and Mr. Trump (Part I)

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I hate to say “I told you so,” but…. Alright, enough of the false modesty. Let’s start again. AHEM! What was that I was saying eight months ago about Donald Trump being the Republican Party establishment’s perfect front man in this year of strong challenges to its power from the grassroots conservative movement? A totally unprincipled cipher...

Fidel Castro Dies (Part Three)

(Author’s Note: This is the alternative version of an article that first appeared on this website in the hours after Fidel Castro’s death. This version, which originally appeared at American Thinker on November 26th, veers in a different direction from the earlier one after the first few paragraphs, indicative of the way my thoughts developed in the hours after first...

Castro’s Foppish Fans Fawn

And so it begins. Without missing a beat, Canada’s boy-king, the foppish progressive Justin Trudeau — son of foppish neo-Maoist Pierre Trudeau — has leapt into the abyss to praise his father’s dear friend, the butcher Fidel Castro. Trudeau, who is attending the Francophonie Summit in Madagascar, expressed his deep sorrow at learning of Castro’s passing. His statement offered condolences on...

Fidel Castro Dies (Okay, you may smile just a little!)

Fidel Castro — the peace-loving, bloodthirsty killer, drowner of desperate would-be escapees from his panacea of socialized medicine, and all-around authoritarian powermongering cigar aficionado — has finally gone to meet his…well, no one. Worms. Decay. The slow rot that eats away whatever is left of a crotchety, worthless hull of a pseudo-man who hated human freedom as much as a sane, healthy man...

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving to all my American readers! I know I’m a little late with this message, hopefully catching you basking in the afterglow of a great dinner with loved ones, and reflecting on your many blessings. As I like to think at Thanksgiving, and with more urgency each year, the personal blessings of our lives are more important than the...

U.S. Election Aftermath (Part II): The Alt-Establishment

Even after Donald Trump’s election victory made the whole “NeverTrump” debate irrelevant, Trump’s supporters, both establishment and (allegedly) anti-establishment, have taken to every forum available to them to decry, mock, and condemn the evil NeverTrumpers who supposedly missed the boat so badly on America’s great heroic man-of-the-people/savior. “The little whiny sniveling negative cowards who are Never Trumpers are beneath our...

U.S. Election Aftermath: Observations (Part I)

The American mainstream (aka Democrat) media is in a state of apoplexy over Donald Trump’s election. Many on the so-called right are reveling in the scene of helmet-haired talking heads tranforming into tin-foil-hat-wearing exploding heads before our eyes. “How could this have happened?” “How can America survive?” “What’s to become of us?” “Is it time to move abroad while we still...

What Good Can Come of This?

On November 8th, the United States of America is staging (I choose that word carefully) a presidential election that will go down (and I also choose that word carefully) in history as the most terrifying, banal, hideous, and irrational exercise in the entire spotty narrative of Western democracy. The nation on whose fate largely rests that of the whole Earth at this moment–the nation with...

Reflections from Limbo: The Death of Irony

Irony is overplayed and lost when its implicit sense comes too far forward and reveals itself as the foreground meaning, hence obliterating the critical distance the ironist requires in order to achieve his defining purposes. For the defining purposes of irony, pursued to varying degrees of emphasis by all ironists, are humor and philosophy–neither humor nor philosophy pursued independently of the...

This Week’s Keyword: Malefactor

Oh dear, Language does have a way with words, doesn’t she? Just when you thought the end of a civilization was going to pass us by without providing a single laughable moment—being a Socratic, I always believe an abyss is the ideal place to grope around for something to smile about—Heaven tosses down a manna cracker.  So it is that...