Monthly Archives: January 2017

On Hypocrisy…

Some sins are so dramatically evil that context does not redeem them in the slightest: mass murder, say, or child abuse. The nature of other sins depends on scale and intent: lying, say, or greed, or hypocrisy. Hypocrisy is one … Continue reading

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No One Likes Us, And We Love It…

Some people mistakenly think that politics is about making people happy. Sometimes it is, of course, but some people can’t be made happy. Others shouldn’t be made happy. On the other hand, politics is not about making people angry. Some … Continue reading

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On the Domestication of Victims…

The victim is a romantic figure in Western thought: Gandhi, resisting British imperialism; Mandela, enduring South African apartheid; Aung San Suu Kyi, surviving her house arrest in Burma. We admire victims who are weak in a material sense but have … Continue reading

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For My Grandmother…

When I was a child I collected soft toys. This was not a stereotypically feminine exersize in playing house but an ambitious, undeniably eccentric form of worldbuilding. Each glove puppet, slipper, teddy bear and doll became a character: from “Eddie”, … Continue reading

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On Punching Nazis (And Dealing With Extremists)…

This week, Richard Spencer, prominent Alt-Right ideologue, was punched by an anti-fascist as he was being interviewed. Leftists cheered, because of their belief in direction action and, I think, because applauding violence from the comfort of their bedrooms makes them … Continue reading

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This Is Not Why Trump Won…

“Trump! How did this happen?” asks Brendan O’Neill. Well, he doesn’t ask it. He already knows the answer. There is a cottage industry of commentators telling us why Trump won and invariably their answers accord with their politics. Bret Stephens, … Continue reading

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Two Polish Poems…

Gdansk After gold and suits of armour We find simple unframed posters Bearing empty, bomb-torn ruins In stark and spectral black and white. We know these streets. We wandered them And lunched beneath their stately walls And arches that seemed … Continue reading

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