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Comments Elsewhere, Edited and Expanded

Regarding John Derbyshire’s instantly (in)famous The Talk: Nonblack Version piece in Taki’s (contrasting the faddish meme “The Talk”* and its hoary assumptions about racial hostility, with the reality of the known world), Mr. Josh Barro in Forbes steps into the town sqaure to deliver the King’s writ as he sees it (“National Review Must FireContinue reading “Comments Elsewhere, Edited and Expanded”

Religion affronts one’s reason. Nature affronts one’s soul. Both affront one’s ego.

Here Today

Righteous Constipation

Truth dons the Hoodie. You are sir, to paraphrase Epictetus (and parody you), a big ego carrying about a small man.

Heavenly Racket

Earl Scruggs Foggy Mountain Breakdown Doc Watson, Earl Scruggs John Hardy

Sympathy for the Devil

So Mr. Santorum has invoked Satan. The pro-Romney Drudge Report is is assaulting this newly identified breach with standard all-cap hysterics and ominous cliff-hanger dramatics (“DEVELOPING…”). We’re all atingle. Send the children to their rooms. Related, Obama is going pre-emptively negative on Romney in Michigan (Santorum’s got to look like Christmas to the White House,Continue reading “Sympathy for the Devil”

Get me something that goes really fast and gets really shitty gas mileage, I work for Dick Jones!

Contra kitschmeister Clint Eastwood, the dystopian Detroit of Paul Verhoeven’s Robocop, a failed city where street gangs rule the night and private contractors compete with the police, is coming to pass: “We got to have a little Old West up here in Detroit. That’s what it’s gonna take,” Detroit resident Julia Brown told The Daily.Continue reading “Get me something that goes really fast and gets really shitty gas mileage, I work for Dick Jones!”

"There was a theme park called Beat-Down…"

Well, thank goodness MLK’s tearful little dears can now go to Fun Town. But do they have to bring their parents?Oh racism. Why. Oh why.

Buyer’s Remorse

Excuse my rudery, but stuff the jubilee!–Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine Have they considered just putting a baton in his hand? They could replace the rolled-up paper, which makes him look like he’s about to swat one of us for pissing on the rug.Your more discerning lefty has to be uncomfortable with the Monster onContinue reading “Buyer’s Remorse”

The Icy Flame, Mad Monk Mix

Live on, thou damned!–Baudelaire, The Double Room Life is the lashDriving us onToward the flameWithout hasteWithout pauseCalm, cruel, fixedIndifferent to usIts raw material that serves some purposeWe cannot knowInto the chilling fire, slave-soldiers!Into Nature’s maw!This command the only counselOf a universe without conscienceAnd desperate Man takes his ownHe imagines worlds beyondOver and above this graveClearContinue reading “The Icy Flame, Mad Monk Mix”