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Where in the World is Lucius Somesuch?

(sigh) Where the devil is he? He hasn’t hardly updated his damn blog in like–forever! Oh, you mysterious White man, I’ll never understand your confounding ways!  Lucius, Oh Lucius, I want to know everything about you . . . .  What you think of the new Dal Shabet album, what you think of Vox Day’s […]

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I Dreamt of Eunji

–with me in bed (the one in my paternal manse, and lacking a cover on the mattress at that), this past night when we both slept within the Confederacy. Well, technically she’d probably already checked out when I had the dream this morning, but still– . . .  she was asking me something too, but now […]


Mom, Is That You?

It’s utterly tangential, but this quote from an Anonymous at Vox Day (it is forbidden to be an “Anonymous” at Vox Day) is too precious to be forgot: “Anonymous pick a name” Ok. I can read and was surprised by comment got through but what the heck is a URL? I’m generally considered a smart […]


Merry Christmas

And the third day, there was a marriage in Cana of Galilee: and the mother of Jesus was there.  And Jesus also was invited, and his disciples, to the marriage.  And the wine failing, the mother of Jesus saith to him: They have no wine.  And Jesus saith to her: Woman, what is that to me and […]

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The First Sunday of Advent is upon us.   Thus saith the Lord: Keep ye judgment, and do justice: for my salvation is near to come, and my justice to be revealed.  –Isaiah 56:1

September 11th: Three Towers Fell

I took three dumps today.  I really hate that kind of living. Anyway, the first two dumps might be explained by hot coffee fires in my belly following the impact of cheeseburgers, but the third dump– well . . . . That was an inside job.  Controlled demolition. Well, barely controlled, I admit.  Anyway, something […]


“BAM!”: KARA’s Youngji goes for the kill (with thoughts on total immersiveness)

I’m an “immersive” listener and viewer, a purist for watching or hearing Art with total attention, no distractions tolerated.  Not long ago I was perplexed to read some article about a “poptimist” music “critic” who publicly apologized for reviewing some Beyoncé album after “listening” to it only twenty times.  Naturally, my most immediate concern was […]

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I’m Still Alive

— but I need to get back on here, don’t I? The new A Pink album is out, and the haunting new single “Remember” plays over and over again in my mind.  Yet I feel like I haven’t begun to get enough of it, to do justice to it.  I felt the same way when […]

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Dreams of Happy Dirty Old Manhood

I sometimes wonder if there comes a point, when you’re old enough a man, where you say to yourself:  “Now I am an old, old man, and soon– just two or three years more– I’ll be dead; but now, at this moment, I am alive, and  every time I look at a beautiful young woman from […]


Kick Ass, Napoleon!

Yesterday, 200 years prior, Emperor Napoleon I delivered a much-needed ass-kicking to the do-gooder interloping Prussian bastards at the Battle of Ligny.  The rights of Frenchmen everywhere to assert their own identity through fawning adoration of the most badass m*th*f*ck* in human history have been manfully upheld!  Boatloads of dadblamed foreigners will not be telling us how […]

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Confucius says: “though you go among barbarians . . .”

Once when Fan Ch‘ih asked about virtue, the Master said: ‘In private life be courteous, in handling public business be serious, with all men be conscientious. Even though you go among barbarians, you may not relinquish these virtues.’ –Analects, Bk XIII, 19 Courtesy, seriousness, and conscientiousness are troublesome enough, but with Confucius’ kindly sagacity to […]

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The Rake’s Progress: Roosh Confronts the Heart of Sterility

Legendary gamecock Roosh continues to fan rumors he’s packed up his Caddy for a nice drive down the road to Damascus with this controversial essay on Evolutionary Psychology: Anti-evolutionary behaviors should have been weeded out of the gene pool according to the idea of natural selection, but the more I looked around, the more I […]



I was supposed to be babysitting the dog in the country, but I got snowed in (we all did) and wound up babysitting Mom instead.  Between setting up her iPod and tying her shoes (oh don’t ask), while subsisting on a diet of oatmeal and peanut butter crackers (Mom doesn’t really understand the concept of […]

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The Prophet Isaiah Rebukes Me

I have spoken blasphemy–long have I nursed it in my heart– and I open the Prophet to get told-to this: This thought of yours is perverse:  as if the clay should think against the potter, and the work should say to the maker thereof:  Thou madest me not:  or the thing framed should say to […]

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Happy Chuseok

The great Korean autumn harvest family festival– Korea’s “Thanksgiving”, though rather a bigger and warmer, more Keatsian, production than ours– falls this year on September 8th.  It is a time of traditional costuming, family togetherness, and copious dining.  As a dedicated fan of Autumn, I can only imagine the good cheer this, or some analogous, September […]

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Narcissus pseudonarcissus

Flipping through Wordsworth, I elected once more to scan that chestnut, “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”, to illuminate once more the inner eye with his roaming vision of that surprise spread of dazzling daffodils: Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: […]


Pep Squad Pentecost: the demotic demon

All this service needs is The Omen film soundtrack to complete the outrage: –though I’m not sure even one of Jerry Goldsmith’s unhinged cinematic black masses could quite restore any pretense to grandeur. I’m hesitant to affix my typically gauche, sometimes off-color commentary to content that owes a hat-tip to The Thinking Housewife, the sororal companion-site of […]

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Dream Theme

One thing I always wished as a child would happen but never did was to wake up from some awesome dream and then get to dream it, or something like it, over again. Somehow, a few years ago, that started to happen.  What neurological mechanism enabled this feature I have no idea, or even if […]


Bookmark of the Beast: Common Core selections

The other week, I picked up a Dover Thrift anthology of Romantic poetry.  This one is dedicated entirely to the big six English poets of the High Romantic period: Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Byron, Shelley, Keats.  Not that I don’t have plenty of Romantic poetry to choose from anyway, even if I’ve long since lost my […]


Happy Birthday Shakespeare!

Middlebrow historian Will Durant thought Shakespeare a great cynic, which tells us more about Durant’s Machiavellian reading of the Renaissance than it does about Shakespeare.  Those who have found faith in this world, or who have only kept it, will remember Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love […]


Easter Monday

When I was a kid, I was sure this was the “real” Easter.  This is not, I think, because I was precociously counting the days from Good Friday– and yes, I know how “New Atheist” this sounds but, no stumbling block to church tradition intended, would it be so wrong to count out three days? […]

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Easter Sunday

For thus saith the Lord God: I will deal with thee, as thou hast despised the oath, in breaking the covenant: [60] And I will remember my covenant with thee in the days of thy youth: and I will establish with thee an everlasting covenant. [61] And thou shalt remember thy ways, and be ashamed: […]


Good Friday

 Behold my servant shall understand, he shall be exalted, and extolled, and shall be exceeding high. As many have been astonished at thee, so shall his visage be inglorious among men, and his form among the sons of men.  He shall sprinkle many nations, kings shall shut their mouth at him: for they to whom […]


A hiatus in hijinks

In Korea, a ferry full of high school teens on a field trip has capsized and, amid a welter of conflicting reports, it looks as if the fatalities will be in the hundreds.  Hundreds are still missing, at any event, and the waters are cold, and dozens of casualties are confirmed.  A rural community likely […]


The 200th Anniversary of Napoleon’s first abdication

Oh unhappy day! Back in the late late 90s, I imagined I’d honor all of Napoleon’s great bicentennials– Austerlitz, Friedland, Wagram– and ponder all the power and grandeur he possessed, and how it must seem that it could never fade.  But I too have marched past all these dates, past Borodino and the Retreat, past […]

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Assyrian Apocalypse: Lord Byron’s “The Destruction of Sennacherib”

Byron’s “The Destruction of Sennacherib” was one of the first lyric poems I discovered and loved as a child, a distinction which won’t necessarily commend it today.  The poem portrays a sort of divine vendetta, God’s Death Wish for the pagan horde, and who today wants to cop to digging that?  Famous sinner that he […]

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Merry Christmas!

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I Got Dishwashing Liquid Up My Nose

How did that happen?! –I decided to lather up the bathroom sink spigot because it looked a bit soap-scumy, so I was trying to pour out a little dab of Joy Lemon-scent but I was being absentminded and anyway the top was clogged with congealed detergent so all of a sudden GLOBGLOBGLOB I get this half-dollar-sized […]


“Meet Me in St. Louis”: with guns, hostages, and a chariot race

I had one of those curious, sprawling dreams of mine moving in and out of moviedom.  My mother was preparing some Christmas feast with the equivocal help of two female cousins (this seemed to be some acrimonious cook-off between mom and the two sisters), while Meet Me in St. Louis was blaring, visually more than […]


Style Nanda High Neck Striped T-shirt: an extempore found photo essay

“Come in, Lucius.  I was just making some green tea.” “I hoped you might want something . . .  or just, you know . . . .” “–and I baked shortbread.  Would you like some shortbread?  I bet you’ll love my shortbread.  It’s nice and buttery . . . .” ” . . . and tight.  I […]


Print Lives: the backdoor return of the Encyclopedia Britannica

I’m one of those optimistic Luddites who insists not only will print live on, but it’ll get “smarter” to correct not only the corruptions of a digitized culture but also some of the vulgarisms of the print market itself. So I’m terribly pleased– as well as amused– to see that the folks at Encyclopedia Britannica, […]

Reader’s Fanfare: What I hear when I read “GR8BOOKS4MEN (TM)”

I’m big on the significance of mentally reading “out loud”.  I don’t go in for speed-reading in any way, shape, or form.  If one cannot be troubled to actually read aloud– and in Classical times, as Nietzsche points out, a person reading silently would have been thought very peculiar– one must at least sound off […]

The Lives of the Leftists

I was just caught in a mental jam, trying to remember whether Adorno or Althusser came up with the “authoritarian personality” schtick.  Well, it was Adorno of course; but meanwhile I asked myself, “Okay, so what are we supposed to remember Althusser for again?” Turning to wikipedia, I scrolled down and my eye chanced upon […]

“State of emergency (how beautiful to be)”

Yesterday’s bing homepage featured Iceland’s waterfall Skogafoss, seen here in a photo from wikipedia: Wikipedia explains (let’s assume this is not some Borgesian fiction) the trail up the eastern side leads to the pass called Fimmvörðuháls, where it looks something like this when the volcanoes get tetchy: You find two glaciers flanking the sides: Eyjafjallajökull, […]

When your barbeque potato chips set off the fire alarm

An evil omen.  I’m scarfting a bag of barbeque chips and drinking coffee (oh god, and I had a bowl of minestrone soup before)– I know, this makes me sound like I’m pregnant– and I’m washing down a potato chip with a gulp of hot coffee and suddenly one of the smoke detectors suddenly goes […]

A word about paper towels

Don’t put them down your garbage disposer in the sink. Sigh.  Well, it’s impr0ving.  I’ve been using vinegar and baking soda. Note to self: don’t piddle with the vinegar.  I try to be all subtle and just sprinkle in a couple of ounces at a time and let it gently fizz. Clearly, that’s not what […]

Sex and death/ It’s still Winter, right?

Two discordant titles for two entirely different themes, because it’s that kind of week.  My garbage disposer is on the fritz, but I think I know what to do (IT WILL BE TURNED OFF AT THE BREAKER BOX AND MY HAND WILL NOT BE GOING INSIDE).  But I dithered all day to getting around to […]

Embarrassment of riches

There’s snow on the ground, fried chicken (this, a mistaken grab in the frozen aisle, but a happy one) on the plate, Larry Auster’s making some progress, and MBC’s given me back, at least in playlist form,  Girls’ Generation’s Romantic Fantasy. And that’s my idea of an embarrassment of riches.  Perhaps I should be embarrassed […]

Getting “The Night Porter” AND “The Damned” into the same comments thread

Not something you see every day, but King A fits them into this entertaining (and useful) le chateau thread. –True story: I was actually gifted Cavani’s The Night Porter and Visconti’s The Damned together once by my Beloved Ex. [Ed.: What a touching Valentine’s that must’ve been.]  –You know, I’m not sure just what that […]

The Post of the Beast: Post No. 666 (“the very essence of the whore”)

What a frightful milestone. What will we talk about?  Not anything dreamily SoShi-fied: that would be blasphemy.  And what with a high-def version of Girls’ Generation’s Romantic Fantasy becoming elusive online, perhaps it’s as well we should turn from this seemingly endless spree of post-Holiday Cheer and look back at the ugly, tawdry truth all […]