Category: cultural analysis

The Summer of The Crucible

Arthur Miller’s The Crucible is now widely recognized among honest brokers as a flagrant bit of squid ink meant to protect his fellow Death Cultists.  As Miller himself admits, “[The] power to stir fears… was not entirely based on illusion, of course; the paranoid, real or pretended, always secretes its...

The Invisible Boys of Paul Street

During my recent discussions on the sad state of affairs when it comes to literature written for discerning boys somebody recommended a useful corrective called The Paul Street Boys. It’s always great when a bitch-fest against modernity turns into a praise-fest for a book written before 1940, and so...

Lord of the Fake News Flies

Like all American boys, I was reliably informed by people who should have known better that The Lord of the Flies was an important book that had important things to day and that asked important questions.  Like all normal American boys, after reading it, the only question that I...

Book Clubbing

Alexandru over at The Dacian has a cunning plan.  Every two weeks he will pick a short story worthy of discussion and give the stalwart Old Guard fans a chance to read and discuss across blogs.  In his own words, he hopes to: foster an environment rich in community...

Pascal’s Quarantine

With apologies to the original artist, whose work makes a great point. Many of the people who are layering up in multiple redundant methods of protection against Bat Soup Revenge are at the same time convinced any questioning of the Official CNN Approved Narrative stems from the mind of...

Consulting With “Experts”

In the next week or two we can expect to enjoy a glut of governors racing to get ahead of the population. In some states, the populace has openly and loudly rebelled against government overreach related to the Big Wuhan Hoopty.  In nearly all states, the populace has quietly...

Station Myself on the Ramparts

The Amish are great people.  Growing up close enough to a large community of Old Order Amish was a blessing, and among my most treasured purchases – a comfort at a time of great sorrow – was a small and simple… let us call it a treasure chest… crafted...

The Island, No Not That One *Updated*

We’re not talking about the 2005 Michael Bay clone escape film of the same name, we’re talking about a quiet little Russian flick that is pretty much the exact opposite. Although, this The Island isn’t without a good explosion and gunfight. Apparently I’m not the only one fleeing the...

Happy Lei Day

One of the nice things about life in Hawaii – when not suffering under the jackbooted heel of a governor licking his chops at the excuse to ratchet up control of the plebs in his state – is that May First is a celebration of the unique and ephemeral...

How Not To Expert Responsibly

They think we are stupid.  Too stupid to notice what they think of us. Being an expert these days requires an unshakable confidence that you absolutely have the right answers.  Even if your answers change from day to day, just power on through the obvious contradictions as you adamantly...