Though this be madness, yet there is a method in’t

You know when a nutter does something crazy, like the guy in Melbourne who hit a bunch of people in his car for no reason or the one in Japan who stabbed a whole lot of disabled people, you wonder: how mad is he, really?  Certainly there is some madness there, but there might be some method, and some plain old evil, involved as well.

Around here there are a lot of crazy people.  They spend all day Read More

Great poems for men, part 4

Book review of Delphi Poetry Anthology: The World’s Greatest Poems

What a journey it has been!  And we’re not nearly done yet.

I’ve learned to appreciate the poetry that has no obvious meaning.  You could go looking for it, if you wanted to, or you could just enjoy it without trying to figure it out, as you would instrumental music.

And so we come to John Keats (1795-1821, the poor fellow did not fare well): Read More

Time thieves

You probably think that most people are just focused on their own affairs.  They worry about their children’s grades, they wonder why the wife is grumpy, they go over their finances, they remember seeing a cute high school girl that morning dressed inappropriately then scold themselves for thinking that; they stress that the boss caught them sleeping the other day.  You think that everyone is utterly wrapped up in his own affairs, and spends his time thinking about personal issues like these.

You are wrong.

Each and every person on this planet, when out of sight, sits in a high-backed chair, gives an evil sneer, drums his fingertips together, and ponders: Read More

Great poems for men, part 3

Book review of Delphi Poetry Anthology: The World’s Greatest Poems

Lord Byron (1788-1824) is exactly the kind of man I ought to abhor, and his poems are exactly those I ought to despise.  Look at him!  A fat, aristocratic twit who never did a real day’s work in his life, porked his host’s wife, wrote lovelorn poems, thought his poetic ideas could save the world and then he went off to liberate Greece from the Turks because Euripides came from there or something and he sickened and died before he even got to fight.


But here I am, writing about him.  Because he is one of the best, and even when writing about the most maudlin of topics he draws words as from a pallet, words that overcome the mind and reach straight for the heart.

I don’t want to like him!  I don’t want to like his poems.  But I love them. Read More

White trash

There is a war going on among white people, particularly in the Anglosphere but also in other places.

The war was perhaps first predicted by Charles Murray and Richard J. Herrnstein in The Bell Curve, where they noted that high-IQ people were becoming a class unto themselves, with different social circles, media, and hobbies, and that they might one day form their own political or social consciousness.  Murray expands further on this phenomenon in Coming Apart.

Several commentators have since described the way that this has indeed happened.  John Derbyshire divides our populations into Goodwhites and Badwhites, with other ethnic groups performing auxiliary tasks (mostly on the side of the former, who like to imagine that their interests coincide).  The Z-Man describes the belligerents as Cloud People and Dirt People, with the first looking on the second with contempt and not at all understanding the world they inhabit.

Three examples will suffice to demonstrate the schism between these groups. Read More

Great poems for men, part 2

Book review of Delphi Poetry Anthology: The World’s Greatest Poems

I’m starting to think my prejudice about the short-lived nature of poets falls far from the mark.  William Wordsworth (1770-1850) made it all the way to eighty.  I’ve a few poems of his to introduce.

The Two April Mornings, A Lesson and We Are Seven are nice ones, but are better read in full rather than trying to give you a sense of them by extract here.  Instead, I offer you two verses of another: Read More

Word from the Dark Side – moar trees, dangerous eye reflections, and divorce parties.

You know how we’re cutting down all the trees and soon there won’t be any left?  Forested areas have actually increased since 1990.

We all know that the New Woke Times lies and lies and lies, usually by omission, but it is really galling to look at one such egregious case really closely and smell that shit close up.  Yup, it’s another unarmed teen shot by police in the US.  Are we splitting off into two parallel universes, but really slowly?  It’s like the world is one big Rorschach test, but with only two interpretations.

I can’t get enough of these: Read More

Your taxes at work in Africa

[Written in Africa]

Most of my readers are American.  This one’s for you!

There is an American embassy here.  Why?  I don’t know.  These are not a people you can reason with.  The US no longer issues visas here because Bumfuckistan refuses to accept returning deportees.  The locals got quite irate about that.  Why?  Ah, see three sentences ago.

The US has what they call a Read More

Great poems for men – part 1

Review of Delphi Poetry Anthology: The World’s Greatest Poems

Here begins a guide to English poetry for the keen novice.  I’m a keen novice myself!  Let us fall into a ditch together.  Read the samples aloud for best results.

But first: poetry ought not be taken too seriously.  It is written best by very young men, in their twenties, whose talent quickly peters out or who manage to get themselves killed one silly way or another.  Novels, which require more experience, are the province of oldies.

As Menken notes, poems are either pure music with no discernible meaning, or their meaning is so absurd as to make us laugh were it not stated so beautifully.  So enjoy poems, as you enjoy colourful paintings or 70s rock, but don’t take it seriously.  It doesn’t contain deep truths that speak to us of who we humans really are.  It is pretty riddles and rhymes that comfort and amuse us in times of sentimental infirmity.

Having said that, there’s some wisdom to be found from Thomas Jordan, a nice fellow who lived from 1612-1685.  Yup, longer than most poets.


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Adventures in communism – conclusion

[Written in Africa]

As I said at the outset, not every phenomenon described in this series has been ‘communist’ per se.  In many cases it has simply been authoritarian, or irrational, or pig-headed.  Communism takes on different shapes depending on the culture where it takes root, and that is how the system has so far turned out here.

Living in this country has made me Read More

Adventures in communism – coups

Part one of this series is here.

After the disastrous second war with [hated neighbouring country], people started wondering whether their great and worthy leader really was all that.  After all, he’d stumbled into this conflict, micromanaged it, gone over the heads of his generals to issue orders in the field, and finally he went and lost the bloody thing at a huge cost of lives, international reputation, and long-term relationship with an enemy that was also once their biggest trading partner.

They suddenly started to wonder, what happened to that Read More