Just up the road here sits the city of Baltimore: population about 620,000 and steadily declining. It has, according to Wikipedia, the most number of public statues and monuments per capita than any other American city. But as of the time of writing this piece, the number of those monuments has been dropped by four. Perhaps some may consider this an insignificant number in comparison to the volume of existing memorials—after all, in the city of monuments, the public square could spare a few of them, right? That dodges the point, of course, but then again, what is the point? Why bother tearing down the statues in the first place? Continue reading “Quit It with the Statues, Guys”
Nazis to the right of me, Commies to the left—here we are, stuck in the middle with QNUW.
Just kidding. This isn’t some empty posturing about the merits of political centrism—mainly because there is no middle ground between Nazis and communists, as far as we’re concerned; they’re both chips off the same block of modernity, and they both reek of the same outdated nihilism that was popular in high school. Your commies want to differentiate people by class—or these days, by gender as well as race—and remove the ones that don’t fit their paradigm. The Nazis want to differentiate people by class—and to a degree, by gender as well as race—and remove the ones that don’t fit their paradigm. As the Charlottesville tragedy this weekend pointed out, they only fundamentally disagree on one specific issue: which classes, genders, and races are the ones to side with. Continue reading “Charlottesville.”
Trump recently rolled out his new immigration plan, and it is, to put it mildly, absolutely great. It does away with the bizarre, randomized lottery system for immigrants, extended family visas, and the priorities placed on the importation of unskilled workers. Instead, it values—as America does—those with English language proficiency, previous experience in good jobs, entrepreneurial ambitions, and skills that extend beyond picking fruit or wielding a weed-whacker. That seems completely reasonable, so naturally, the Left has reacted in their predictable fashion: call the President of the United States a white supremacist.
If there has been any single event that should make you entirely unapologetic about casting the ballot for Donald Trump back in November, it would have to be CNN’s behavior from the past week. Just when you think, wait a minute, there is NO WAY these people could be more hypocritical, they begin a national media firestorm about encouraging a culture of violence against the press over a shitpost that Trump retweeted. And then, just when you think—again!—wait a minute, there’s no WAY that these people could get MORE hypocritical, they blackmail an apology out of some alleged fifteen-year-old who didn’t even make the shitpost that was retweeted in the first place. And then they double down. Continue reading “A Joke: CNN Walks Into a Meme War”
Let’s say you’re a young girl and you just got out of a great concert put on by one of your favorite pop stars who sings about men and sex, and who dresses incredibly provocatively, but, having grown up in a culture inundated with oversexualized idols and under-utilized moral restraint, the ludicrousness of the pop star’s stage performance flew, as usual, right over your head. You’re too young for that sort of thing. For now, at least, the catchy lyrics and simple melodies are enough to light up your smile, and you and a couple of your friends are having a great time talking about the concert when an explosion goes off about twenty feet away—seven metres or so?—and, as you come back to consciousness, you find yourself covered in nails and pieces of human beings and part of your friend’s scalp somehow ended up in your mouth. She’s still alive, and even though you don’t know this, both of you lack serious life-threatening injuries, and you’ll both make full recoveries. But just a few metres away, you can see a few that weren’t so lucky. And you don’t know where your other friend is. And you can’t feel part of your leg. Continue reading “Anarchy in the Divided Kingdom”
“Nah, dude, I’m a centrist.” The unamusing smugness of the statement belched out of your friend’s lips is enough to put anyone who’s invested an inkling of time into researching the topics at hand into a state of simmering rage. “Everything in moderation. Live and let live. It is what it is.” This is the type of person, you remind yourself, that smokes pot while tripping on psilocybin and compares it to religious experiences he admits to have never actually had. This is the type of person, you remind yourself, who has trouble reading books and didn’t finish high school, smells of patchouli and marijuana, and claims to be “his own kind of Buddhist,” though he doesn’t seem to know what the eightfold path is when you ask about it. This is the type of person, you remind yourself, that you shouldn’t be discussing politics with. Continue reading “Political Centrism Is Not A Thing”
Lament the fall of journalism! That such a great, magnificent field of human achievement has been corrupted—ah, what a shame! Who now can know truth without those statuesque gatekeepers administering it to us? Who now can know the specifics of public policy and bring us the facts of the situations on the ground? Who now can know how best to explain to us poor plebian idiots the intricacies of politics on the Hill? Continue reading “R.I.P. Objective Journalism, Never – 2017”
So, to nobody’s surprise, Marie Le Pen lost the French election pretty hard. It was cast as part three (or four, or five, or even six, depending on your count) of democracy’s rallying against the globalist agenda, or alternatively, nationalistic proto-Nazism’s crushing defeat at the hands of a Totally Great and Not Sinister At All EU. Le Pen made a couple of tactical blunders—cozying up with Putin being one of them—but in large part, I think her defeat was inevitable. France has not yet been prepared for the political pendulum to swing back yet. Continue reading “French Election? Business As Usual”
The American Right has never been the most organized crowd around. Uniting a broad demographic of laymen, pundits, politicians, and intellectuals, the term has stood as a sort of catch-all for everything that isn’t expressed in the left’s platform. That’s how “paleo-conservatives” like Pat Buchanan are grouped under the same wing as neocons like John McCain and Bill Kristol, while all three of them supposedly share platform space with libertarians. Of course, in reality, if leftism wasn’t as cancerous, insane, and obvious as it is today, these three groups would probably be their own separate political parties. And if the 2016 election is any indication, that might now just be possible. Continue reading “Conservatism and Its Discontents”