Roughly Translated From the Original Martian
A guide to the third year on Barsoom
Today marks the third anniversary of Postcards From Barsoom, which began with my first essay, The DIEing Academy. On each of the previous anniversaries, I provided a quick retrospective over the blog’s previous year, summarizing the most significant posts from the previous year:
Isekai
If you’re anything like me, the world you live in feels increasingly alien every day. Evolutionary novelty is one factor – not only the advanced technologies that suffuse our cultural environment, but especially their unexpected consequences: hyperpalatable food leading to obesity; automobiles resulting in rush hour traffic …
Of Science and Shitposting
When I started writing Postcards From Barsoom two years ago, I was in a pretty different place in my life.
If once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is enemy action, by inflicting this year’s low-effort anniversary compilation clip episode on you I’ve now – to my future regret, I’m sure – created a tradition.
I’m going to reflect a bit, but if you just want to get to the links, here’s the table of contents (if you’re on desktop, Substack also now provides a built-in ToC sidebar, which I just realized). To start, I’ve picked out the most popular (i.e., the essay with the most of those little heart buttons), the most viewed, the most controversial (i.e. the essay with the most comments), and then my two personal favourites. After that, I’ve organized the rest of the year’s work into categories: American Politics, The Yookay, The Great White North, General Politics, Philosophy, The DIEing Academy, Science, Fiction, Book Reviews, and finally the year’s Guest Essays.
Looking back, I think this year has been an active one on the blog. I’ve brought you 42 essays (well, 41 essays and a short story), along with ten guest essays by eight authors. My own work this year has, as always, covered a fairly wide array of subject matter – everything from American cultural politics, to the care and feeding of orbital telescopes for exoplanet detection, to the ongoing disintegration of academia, to the role of myth in re-enchanting the world. The guest essays were similarly varied: everything UAPs to political ethnographies. Between the guest essays and my own work, a new Postcard has gone out almost exactly once a week, on average. Because I hate schedules, there’s been a lot of variance in that cadence. I went dark during January, for instance, during which time I was occupied with a project from my private life that didn’t allow me much time for posting.
In addition to posting here, I invested quite a bit of time in editing
’s The Bushido of Bitcoin, which ended up clocking in at over 100,000 words when it was finally published … and it did quite well, reaching to the upper ranks in its Amazon category, and getting a lot of very good reviews. Meanwhile, Postcards From Barsoom recently passed the 20,000 subscriber mark, a milestone which I celebrated with an AMA. Over on X – where I’ve been increasingly active this year – my follower count finally passed my subscriber count a few months ago. I’ve got mixed feelings about that ... I took a rather perverse pleasure in being one of the very few accounts with more subscribers on Substack than followers on Xwitter.While I’ve been doing all of this writing, I’ve been wandering the world, adopting the lifestyle of a vagabond Romantic poet – a few days here, a week or two there, a month or two over here. It’s a stimulating but exhausting lifestyle, to be honest ... and despite what some might think, the digital nomad life isn’t remotely like a permanent vacation, since wherever you happen to be you always have work to do, so you end up doing a lot less sight-seeing than you’d expect, and a whole lot more hunching over laptops in cafes. That said, it suits my restless nature to be able to move around the way I have been, going where I want rather than where the availability of work takes me, and it is also simply amazing to me that you have made it possible for me to do this. It’s always hard for me to properly express my gratitude. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. You, my patrons, are the hidden nobility who make this all possible.
That of course produces a certain anxiety in me - are you getting value for your support? Which I suppose is part of the motivation of this retrospective, along with providing a one-stop introduction to the blog’s writing for new readers. Assuming a somewhat conservative average word count of around 5000 words per essay (and some of them are much longer than this), I’ve probably written over 200,000 words over the last year, the equivalent of a couple of books. This isn’t counting the shorter pieces I put out, advertising podcast appearances and such, which I’ve not bothered including here. It also isn’t counting unpublished writing, of which there is a great deal. There are a number of essays I started and then either abandoned or placed on the back burner. A few months ago I also got buried deep into writing a sword-and-planet science fiction adventure, which is currently a sprawling mess of plot outlines, notes, and first and second drafts of the first several chapters, comprising probably about 100,000 words on all its own. If you count all the things I haven’t published, I’ve probably banged out around 400,000 words over the last year.
That last paragraph might sound like I’m bragging, and in the worst possible way – reducing writing to a set of quantifiable metrics, so many character tokens produced per unit time, as though I was trying to outcompete a Large Language Model. Well, I suppose at this point in the sharp knee of the Singularity every writer is in a sense competing with AI, but clearly, competing in terms of sheer volume of words will always be a losing proposition in such a contest.
However, the reason I mention the amount that I’ve written over the last year isn’t to pile up a stack of words like so many poker chips, nor is it just to show that I’ve been productive. Rather, I want to make a point about writing, which is this: most of what you write will suck. It will be garbage, which should never see the light of day. For every ten words you write, perhaps one of those words will be worth showing to others; and for every ten of those words you make public, perhaps one of them will resonate with the audience. If your imagination is a big pulsating egg being fertilized by the impressions flooding into it from noosphere, you must treat your words as so many disposable spermatozoa – generated by their thousands and then sent on their way, to succeed or fail in their mission to find a welcome home in the imaginations of others as fate and fortune decide. You can’t be emotionally attached to your words; most of them will go nowhere.
By this I do not mean that you should write carelessly. Everything you write should be crafted with the most loving attention that you can bring to bear. While they yet reside in your imagination, they are your treasured babies, which must be nurtured and protected. Once they’ve been released into the wild, however – once they’re on the page for editing, and especially once they’re published – you have to sever that emotional concern. They will succeed or fail, and there is nothing you personally can do about it either way.
The point is, if you want to write, you need to write often, write a lot, and accept that most of what you write – especially at the beginning – will be hot garbage. You’ll get better over time, but even so it will always be the case that the majority of what you set to page just won’t be very good. That’s why you edit, and revise, and rewrite, and edit again, and accept that there will be miscarriages and abortions along the way.
Since I’ve apparently decided to offer unsolicited advice on composition, I’ll add a bit more. Understand that this reflects only how I write; maybe it will work for you, maybe it won’t. That said, one of the things I’m always trying to teach people is to write with their whole brain. This is very difficult to do all at once, which is where the revision process comes in. What I tend to do is write once, thinking like a scientist – does this make sense, is the argument coherent, am I leaving anything out, is their countervailing evidence, are there other interpretations of the data that could plausibly lead to alternative conclusions. Then I go through a second time as a poet – is this stated as beautifully as it could be, is the language vivid, do I feel moved when I read this, does that metaphor work. Then I go through once more as a scientist; then once more as a poet; and so on until I’m sick of looking at a piece, at which point it’s either time to publish it, or expose it on the hillside for the wolves. In practice I don’t necessarily do a full read-through from one perspective or the other, but tend to flip back and forth fairly quickly. It also helps to rotate through multiple lenses: as systems analyst, as psychologist, as philosopher, as mystic, as conspiracy theorist, as polemicist, as artist, and so on.
The advantage of this method of writing is not that it is particularly fast (it is not), it’s that you end up bringing your entire cognitive architecture to bear on your chosen subject; as a result of this, you have a much easier time appealing to the entire mind of your reader. In Aristotelian terms, this is how you deploy dialectic, or rational argument, and rhetoric – emotional appeal – simultaneously.
It helps, I think, if you don’t just write one kind of thing. If you’re always writing about the same subject matter, it’s easy for your brain to get stuck in other ways. Similarly, if you’re always writing in the same form, it’s easy for your thoughts to get trapped in the deepening rivulets they carve in your neural pathways. Before I started writing here, I’d written in almost every form you can name – essays, short stories, novels, poetry, scientific papers. Again, I don’t claim that any of it was particularly good (it mostly wasn’t), only that this experience made it easier to switch between cognitive modes. If you find yourself getting stuck in your own writing, the answer is often to try writing something else: if all you’ve been writing are essays, try a poem or a short story; if you’ve been writing about the same subject for too long, try writing about something else. In doing so you’ll access parts of your consciousness that were lying dormant before, and you will likely find that your creative energies spring forth anew.
Well, enough meta. Let’s get on with the round-up of the year’s writing, which after all is the purpose of this post.
Most Popular
This was my attempt to grapple with the blistering pace of events following Trump’s third (you heard me) term as president.
The Blitzkrieg Through the Institutions
For years now we’ve talked of the left’s Long March Through the Institutions. The metaphor comes from Mao’s conquest of China, but the process has been more similar to the creeping spread of an invasive fungus than it has been to military manoeuvres. Over the course of long decades during which it seemed …
Most Viewed
The view count on Academia Is Women’s Work blew everything else out of the water. It was helped on its way when a Xitter thread I adapted from the essay went viral, getting 1.2 million views.
Academia is Women’s Work
Back in the nineties, when guys still thoughts lesbians were sexy and kids still thought campus was fun, there was a running joke you’d see in college movies. Some hapless dweeb would enrol in a women’s studies course, hoping to get laid. The desperate Casanova’s reasoning was that the overwhelmingly female student b…
Most Controversial
This essay generated a lot of heated discussion in the comments. It was also, I am extremely happy to note, my biggest miss so far: as it turned out, the regime was not successful in stealing the 2024 US presidential election, which turned out to be too big to rig.
What Happens When the Regime Steals the 2024 Election?
Note that I did not say ‘if’ the regime steals the election.
I really should have said ‘if’.
My Own Favourites
The Reenchantment of the World is by far the longest thing I’ve published on this blog, at around 22,000 words. I basically went dark for six weeks while I worked on it; I’m fairly certain I experienced several different forms of madness as it pushed itself out through my brain. It’s also, I think, the most substantial thing I’ve written so far.
The Reenchantment of the World
Some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new Dark Age.
Our destiny in the stars is a topic very close to my heart. I very much doubt I’ll ever be able to go myself ... but those of you a bit younger than me just might, and I suspect that before the century is over humanity will be a multiplanetary species.
American Politics
On the divine intervention that diverted us from the bad timeline to the good timeline last summer:
Crying Havoc
That image goes hard. It’s the kind of iconic shot that defines an era, destined to be endlessly replicated and memed.
This one was a pretty controversial piece, written in the aftermath of a liberal getting fired for wishing that the assassin’s bullet had done more than clip Trump’s ear. I got scolded by Scott Alexander for being mean, and a whole lot of response pieces were written in reaction.
Right Wing Cancel Squads
The left’s reaction to the missed shot heard around the world has been exactly as calm and measured as we have grown to expect. Sensing that America is teetering on the edge of the abyss of civil violence and realizing that they need to deescalate the situation, liberals have thrown open their arms with …
This one rounds up the responses to Right Wing Cancel Squads.
Cancelling Cancellers vs Cancelling Cancellation
Out of a combination of a desire to avoid audience capture and incorrigible ADHD, I don’t usually like to revisit the same topic twice in a row. My qualified endorsement of Right Wing Cancel Squads last week, however, kicked up a storm of controversy ... or at any rate got used by multiple authors as an exemplar of that storm of controversy. S…
An analysis of the life’s work of a Biden staffer who wanted to rip out the heart of American nuclear security in order to turn it into a sinecure for DEI.
Malevolent Anal Distraction
Nuclear security is, I’m sure you do not need to be convinced, a deeply serious matter. Ever since we cracked the atom over Hiroshima our civilization has been walking a tightrope over an abyss. A single misstep could mean annihilation – hundreds of millions dead within minutes, billions within days. Doubtless there would be some survivors, but it’s dou…
A roundup of the disastrous response of the Biden administration to the victims of Hurricane Helene in North Carolina.
Hurricane Helene and the Lost Mandate of Heaven
As of the time of this writing, over two hundred people are confirmed to have been killed by Hurricane Helene. No one knows the true death toll yet. There are rumours of over 900 unidentified bodies, with some saying that a couple of zeroes need to be added to the death toll
What the murder of Peanut the Squirrel tells us about the managerial state.
Squirrel!
It’s just days to the election, and by the way Americans did you vote yet? and I have decided to talk to you about a dead rodent.
God, this was fun. Over the Christmas break I got embroiled in an almighty online punchup between MAGA and the Tech Right. Which MAGA won, by the way. After the dust settled, it seemed worth writing up a quick history of the conflict.
The Yookay
Let us never forget that, for a brief moment, virtually the entirety of the British Isles was ruled by Indians.
The Brief and Unlamented Rule of the British Isles' Brown Ministers
We Wuz Kangz is a running joke at the expense of oblivious Sub-Saharan revisionists who mistake the advanced civilization of Egypt for their own, but there’s a small kernel of truth to their desperate cope for the embarrasing paucity of high culture south of the Sahara. For the most part, the primary role played by Nubians in Egypt was as slaves, but in…
Discussing the 2024 British election.
The Water Goes Out In the British Isles
It’s late, I’m tired, and somewhat inebriated, but am also going to be preoccupied for the next week or so and want to get this out before I travel, while it’s still fresh and, hopefully, somewhat relevant. Editing will be sloppy in this one, please no bully.
This piece was inspired by the Southport riots, but as the title indicates, delves into other issues – the third-worldization of the West, the murder of Rhodesia, and the postwar liberal elite’s seeming determination to turn the entire planet into Zimbabwe.
The Rebellion of the Helots Against Liberalism's Zimbabwean Telos
This ended up being much longer than I intended (yes, I know, I always say that). It is probably three or four essays in one – about Palestine and Pride, about Rhodesia and Zimbabwe, about the Troubles that have broken out in England, and how all of these things hang together. I started writing it about a week ago, but events have been moving with excep…
Further thoughts on the aftermath of the Southport riots.
The Great White North
On Canadian housing prices and the Canada 2100 plan:
If You Want To Afford a Home, They Need To Go Home
Essentially every single Western state is grappling with simultaneous crises in fertility and cost-of-living, with the latter being most cruelly exemplified by the outrageous price of real estate. Starter homes are an impossible dream even for those young people who manage to secure what used to be considered a middle-class income. As a result they don’…
This is something of a love letter to Canada: an exploration of its history, particularly its military heritage, and through this the deep folk character of the imperial loyalists who built the country.
The Prussia of North America
In perennial contrast to its tumultuous southern neighbour, Canada has the reputation of being an extremely boring country.
A speech given to a meeting in Toronto, probably not the most coherent thing I’ve ever written; the piece also summarizes the other talks that were delivered.
You Can Just Do Things: The Politics of Adventure
The Company of Adventurers just met for its first meeting in Toronto.
The Monroe Doctrine, Manifest Destiny, and how the US could exploit Canada’s unprecedented national weakness to foment a colour revolution and complete the political unification of North America
Maple Maidan
This one is a bit long (okay, they’re all a bit long). I’ve divided it into three main parts. The first describes the problem Canada has turned into, both for its own people, and for its Southern neighbour. The second explains the motivation behind what is apparently the new president’s favoured solution: annexation. The third part lays out how this mig…
How the globalist elements in charge of Canada might act to turn Canada into a sort of North American Ukraine, with the goal of causing problems for the Thermidoreans in Washington.
Ukrainada
It was a sweltering, humid evening in the middle of a South American heat wave, and I was passing the time making idle conversation by the hostel’s pool, sipping a beer added via wristband to the many dead soldiers already tallied on the butcher’s bill at the small bar across the courtyard. My companion was another traveller – a fellow Canadian, a frien…
General Politics
Western militaries have a universal recruiting crisis, as a result of which they’re talking about a draft ... but conscripting disillusioned young white men, entitled young women, or disreputable and disloyal migrants all come with significant downsides.
Draft Our Sons, Draft Our Daughters, Draft Our Migrants
The geopolitical temperature gives every indication of rising towards a third world war. The smouldering conflict in Ukraine; Israel’s ongoing war against Hamas, Hezbollah, and Iran; China’s hungry eyes on Taiwan; shots being exchanged over the Korean demilitarized zone
On open racial quotas as a superior alternative to the implicit racial quotas of the Civil Rights/DEI regime.
Meritocratic Racial Quotas as a Universally Disagreeable Compromise
The race question has been a fault line in American society from its inception. In the aftermath of the hypermigration of the early twenty-first century, it has only become more complicated and divisive, not only in America, but throughout the Anglospheric world. The rest of us imported American racial progressivism, and then commenced to import America…
What Trump’s victory might mean for Europe.
A Continental MEGA-Quake?
I’ve avoided commenting on the spectacular results of the US election, as the zone has been flooded and honestly, it wasn’t clear what there was to say aside from “hooray!” I certainly took a giant L on my own election prediction, which was that the regime would reprise their dirty tricks from 2020 a…
Philosophy
A defence of the incel philosopher, who, say whatever you want, was by far the most influential philosopher of the last two hundred years.
The Prophet of the Twentieth Century
Nietzsche has been one of the many fracture points in right-wing culture, serving as a sort of shorthand for the divide between the various denominations of Christians on the one hand, and the loose agglomeration of pagans, vitalists, secularists, racist liberals, race-blind postliberals, antiwokes, and what have you, on the other.
If you’ve never heard of Romania’s Pitești prison, this will probably give you nightmares.
To Shatter Men’s Souls
You don’t know how long you’ve been in the cell. More than hours. Less than weeks. There are no windows, no lights, no cues to tell you what time of day it is, how much time has passed. They threw you into this dark hole and left you. You’ve started wondering if they just forgot you existed.
Thoughts on World War Two as foundational myth, through the lens of Mircea Eliade’s Myth of the Eternal Return.
World War Time Loop
Out of the ferment of mid-century Romania emerged perhaps the most important scholar of religion of the last century – Mircea Eliade. Influenced by traditionalists such as Rene Guenon, Julius Evola, and Rudolf Otto, Eliade’s interests were primarily religious and philosophical, concerned with the nature of time, its relationship to history,…
I honestly barely even remember writing this one. Vibes, probably.
Fear
Fear. Dave Greene is right to name this the central emotional valence, the obstructing obstacle, of our time, at the conclusion of his annual state of the dissident right. Greene’s outline of the Eight Antitheses that unite the dissident right is thorough and accurate, and his essay is worth reading for those alone, but his diagnosis of fear as the …
The role of violence in human politics, democracy’s role in containing it, and the dangerous destabilization of this delicate balance that comes from extending the franchise to every warm body.
Universal Suffrage is a Suicide Pact
“Violence is the supreme authority from which all other authority is derived.”
Thoughts on one of the schizos who set himself on fire last year.
An Immolationist in Chapel Perilous
As this is written, a few hours ago a man stood outside the Manhattan courthouse where Trump’s trial is proceeding, threw an armful of pamphlets in the air, and set himself on fire.
This one was inspired by the British establishment’s reaction to the Netflix drama Adolescence, but really concerns the total disconnect between the liberal imagination and reality.
The Involution of the Liberal Mind
Some years ago I was provided a fascinating psychological experience in the form of a young graduate student in the English literature program, whom I encountered because they (you heard me) was (God that’s grammatically awkward) married to a colleague. She (I’m not doing this anymore) specialized in the study of propaganda, by which of course…
The DIEing Academy
An examination of the decay of academia through the lens of a former professor’s reflections on Cambridge.
Crumbling DIEvory Towers
While I like to jump around subject matter here, in order to keep myself – and you – from getting bored, one topic that I return to regularly (as a dog returns to his vomit, as a sow returns to her mire) is the ongoing polycrisis in higher ed. You may have noticed, as I just wrote about this a week ago.
This one starts with a discussion of the political strategy behind the Trump administration’s huge cuts to federal science funding, but really concerns the comprehensive failures of the academic scientific research apparatus, and finishes with my thoughts on the effects that different funding models might have on scientific culture in the future.
DIEing Academic Research Budgets
I had a lot to say (I always have a lot to say), and this thing turned into a beast (it always turns into a beast, but this is beastier than usual), so I’ve broken it up into sections. The first, short section deals with funding cuts to federal support for scientific research. The next three parts discuss at some length the myria…
This is mainly a rant about cowardly academics whining that they’re being punished for their moral cowardice.
The DEI Catch-22
The latest instalment in my ongoing jeremiad celebrating the decline of the DIEing Academy mentioned at the beginning that the funding squeeze is making academics squeal, but did not provide any examples. To rectify that oversight, I present to you a piece I just came across from
Science
Boeing as exemplar of the rot economy.
Boeing Has Become the Poster-child For Ruling Class Incompetence
Several months ago I reviewed Devon Eriksen’s debut hard science-fiction novel Theft of Fire. Many of you purchased the book, and replied in the comments to the effect that you enjoyed it as much as I did. It seems that Theft of Fire is now a finalist for the fan-voted Dragon Awards
Thinking about what we could do with absurdly large space telescopes, and how we could build them.
What Big Eyes You Have
I’m an absolute sucker for insanely ambitious engineering projects. Little projects like draining the Mediterranean to irrigate the Sahara, for instance.
OK so this isn’t science, exactly, but putting human biodiversity into the terms of Dungeons & Dragons was a fun little exercise.
HBD&D
Most of you will be Jack’s total lack of surprise to learn that I played a lot of Dungeon & Dragons as a child, as a teenager, and yes, even as an adult. It would not be surprising if the same is true of many of you, as well. For those of you whose formative years were spent doing more wholesome activities that took you out of your basemen…
Fiction
My first, and so far only, foray into fiction on this site – available to supporters only.
Hector Saves His Dad
“What the hell, John? You’re putting something behind a paywall? Aren’t you always talking about how you deliberately put things out there for free?”
What would a Starship Troopers movie look like if it was done right?
Book Reviews
These don’t get a lot of engagement, but I think I should do more of them anyhow ... authors have told me they really help with sales.
Pallas
I’m always on the lookout for interesting new science-fiction novels. Reading is one of my favourite ways of procrastinating when I’m supposed to be writing. Unfortunately, finding those novels is tricky. The shelves of the bookstores are flooded with the tasteless porridge slopped out by the politicized editorial staff of the big publis…
The Ghosts of Tieros Kol
Lisa Kuznak’s third novel, The Ghosts of Tieros Kol, is one hell of a fun ride – a sword-and-planet adventure about destructive love, set in a savage garden where tragedy and horror find redemption in terrible beauty.
Guest Essays
of The Cat Was Never Found has an extremely interesting hypothesis regarding the abyssal origins of grey aliens…Devil Worshipping Aliens From Dimension X
Mark Bisone of The Cat Was Never Found is, in my opinion, one of the best writers on Substack. He weaves together his beautiful prose with the binocular parallax of an engineer and an artist, communicating an absolutely unique perspective on subjects as diverse as AI and the unseen realms. He’s a joy to read, and it’s impossible to read him without walk…
Praying to Absent Gods
It’s been a while since I brought you all a guest essay, so there are going to be a couple this month. Today’s comes from Spaceman Spiff, who in addition to being one of comic strip literature’s more brilliant sci-fi alter egos, also sends postcards, in his case from the Abyss. Spiff does political commentary from a sociopoltical stance, and ranges across a wide arra…
So we’re winning. Now what?
Earlier this month I promised you a second guest essay, and here it is, sliding in just under the wire. Today’s post is from Aleksandar Svetski, who is best known for being a Bitcoin Maximalist provocateur, but he isn’t only looking to get rich … he wants to reformat civilization, and set us back on track for the stars. Aleksandar maintains two blogs he…
Hard Money and Hard Men
A year ago Aleksandar approached me with a request of a literary nature. He was working on a book, The Bushido of Bitcoin, and was in need of an editor. The unreformed weeb in me was immediately intrigued by the title,「Bittokoin no Bushidō desu ka? Sugoi omoshiroi desu ne!」,
Fixing the Fertility Crisis
Fertility is something I haven’t touched on at Barsoom for a while; after the three-part Depopulocalypse series, where I considered the solutions that hadn’t worked and then outlined a set of solutions that I think actually could work, I didn’t feel like there was much left for me to say.
An anonymous British mother, writing in the aftermath of the Southport stabbing:
The Rough Rider Reconquista
Culture War arenas such as academia, corporate hiring, video games, and science fiction franchises get most of the attention, but the Culture War extends everywhere. The author of today’s guest essay, Cole Noble, gives us an overview of the state of play in the battlespace about which he is the most passionate: national parks, hiking, and outdoorsman…
White Ethnic Cleansing as Social Control
The author of today’s guest post is Alan Schmidt, who many of you are probably familiar with from the excellent Social Matter. Which, while so far as I know having no direct connection to the sadly departed Social Matter of NRx lore, is an erudite and eclectic blog in the best tradition of the old Social Matter, with recent entries including
The Cauldron of Reality
Galileo Galilei said that “mathematics is the alphabet with which God has written the universe”, and this way of apprehending reality - precise, unambiguous, abstract - has become characteristic of a disenchanted world that has very little patience for the sort of poetic metaphor with which Galileo expressed his insight. There’s no question that Galileo…
Crocodile Tears and the Conservative Movement
Over the last few months, the long-simmering frustration of the young, conservative American white male reached a boiling point. The theme of this essay is betrayal … betrayal by conservative think tanks that would rather hire leftist porn stars than young conservative journalists … betrayal by schools that give preference to women and minorities … betr…
Congrats on 3 years! My subscription (er... patronage) is among the best money I spent all year. Your work this year broke containment and made its way into real world projects like a mens' group and a book of family history (which included family myth and explicitly referenced the re-enchantment of the world). Looking forward to reading in the year to come.
Absolutely legendary. Well done man.
And thankyou so much for what you helped turn Bushido into.
I'll never forget that,