I don’t enjoy writing this kind of essay. It is the intellectual equivalent of cleaning a greasy kitchen: necessary, unpleasant, and guaranteed to offend the people who insist the smell is “authentic tradition.” But if we’re going to talk honestly about political extremes, you don’t get to treat one side as a dangerous cult and the other as a quirky hobby. Extremes are not philosophies. They are stress reactions with … Read the rest
Tag: Propaganda
The Ugly Truth About The Radical Left
By Eric Le Roy
I don’t like to write blogs like this; I really don’t. I would rather devote myself to the things, beautiful, painful, complex, and rewarding, that my mind and instincts drive me to pursue.
But I am going to write this plainly. No attempt at lovely language. Just my thoughts.
First, the stuff going on in Minnesota. The uprising there is almost certainly coordinated and financed by … Read the rest
The Comfort of “There Must Be a Reason”
There is a certain kind of sentence that arrives like a key already cut to fit every lock. You don’t have to think too hard; you just turn it and the door opens, and behind the door there is a warm room where the world makes sense. The sentence usually sounds like this: “If a people has been chased for centuries, there must be a reason.” Sometimes it comes with … Read the rest
Verdict First. Evidence Later.
There is a kind of noise that comes after a shot. Not only the sound in the street, but the sound in the mind. People rush to fill the silence with a story, because silence feels like weakness. And in America, silence is treated like surrender.
So a woman is dead, an agent is alive, and a short video floats through phones like a torn page from a longer book… Read the rest
The Comfort of Hate
In our time, there is a fashionable sport which requires no equipment, no training, and very little courage. One simply sits down, opens a screen, and begins to despise strangers with excellent confidence. It is convenient because it feels like action, but it is mostly posture. It also has a small side effect: it eats the mind from the inside, slowly, politely, like rust that never announces itself until the … Read the rest
