The Empire of Unwanted Births

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From the vantage point of someone who has spent enough time in uniform to know what real threats look like, it’s always instructive to watch a much larger state invent imaginary ones. Some governments worry about missiles; the Northern Colossus worries about whether its citizens are having enough state-approved sex. Different risk matrices, same existential drama.

Their latest stroke of national genius is a full-spectrum campaign against the most dangerous … Read the rest

The Quiet Power of Rationality

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Rationality, if you think about it, is the least celebrated form of heroism. It has no anthem, no flag, no stadium. Yet it has saved more lives than courage ever did. Commander Spock, that calm half-human mirror to our chaos, is the perfect metaphor: the eyebrow that rises when others shout, the voice that says “calculate” when everyone else says “pray.” Logic, done properly, is erotic — not in the … Read the rest

The Erotic Intelligence of Logic

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Rationality, if you ask me, is deeply erotic. Commander Spock, that cool monument of logic, never had to flex muscles or shout in stadiums to attract attention. His power was quieter: the sharp eyebrow, the stillness of someone who has calculated every path through chaos and chosen the least destructive. Rationality, in its true form, is the art of long-term seduction — the kind that promises civilization itself might survive … Read the rest

Donald Trump And The Yellow Brick Road  

By Eric LeRoy

Content 18+ I have always wondered why some people make a powerful impression on us and others don’t. Of course the effect can vary from person to person, and that’s a good thing: for example, it would be a real mess if every man fell in love with the same woman – to the exclusion of all others.

Just imagine it: the longed-for Wench-Princess-Nymphette standing on the Read the rest

The Rational Monster

 

By Eric Le Roy

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Having bitten on life like a sharp apple

Or, playing it like a fish, been happy,

Having felt with fingers that the sky is blue,

What have we after that to look forward to?

Not the twilight of the gods but a precise dawn

of sallow and grey bricks, and newsboys crying war.

 

Content 18+ Years ago my generation was … Read the rest