The Other

We stand upon the scorched and crushed ashes of cultures and societies and call it civilization. We call it progress and cherish it. We glory in the sanitation of our surroundings. The identification, segregation and ultimate elimination of the OTHER is the inertial and celebrated goal of civilization, our’s being simply the latest iteration. And…

The Need To Ditch The Me First Syndrome

Without distinctions, without declarative and vigorously defended ideologies and traditions, there can be no diversity and by consequence, no dialogue either of the intramural sort or the kind one imagines should carry on between parties of diverse opinion and position in a society of intellectual rigor. But those are things which matter little when your…

Finding Clarity In A Blurred Political Ethos

Over and over again as a child, I can remember having been impressed upon me—what I now know to be quite delusional at worst and well intentioned at best—that we were founded as and continued to be a representative democracy.

A Collusion of Confusion

D.G. Hart hits it spot on regarding the relative confusion and pathos that is the presence of the evangelicalism on the right and especially in the Republican party. Theocratic tendencies will always attempt to assert themselves in a vacuum of political sensibility and absence of a true, formal and active distinction between that which is Sacred and…

Rings Of Power John Marshall Gave To Mortals

Nine he gave to Mortal Men, proud and great, and so ensnared them. Long ago they fell under the dominion of the One, and they became Ringwraiths, shadows under his great Shadow, his most terrible servants. (LR, I, 2) The Supreme Court has been an itch that I haven’t been able to scratch since, well, since I…

We Are Engaged In A Great Civil War

I think that all political conservatives should hate, I mean HATE, Abraham Lincoln with an abiding passion. The kind of contempt and furious anger that Rush Limbaugh has when his oxy dealer is out of town. But it isn’t a hatred born and fueled by racism, though that is certainly mixed in the clay, it should…

Fast and Furious, Alleppo Style

Now, I won’t accuse him of duplicity and I’m a bit late to the party as far as commentary, but why the hell is anyone invoking lines that may not be crossed or we may become cross

Blinded By Your Protest

Ever stand up close to a tree?  I mean so close that all you can see is the bark and whatever little crawling things happen to be there. The truth is, you can’t see anything. You’ve taken so much interest in the tree in front of you that you’ve blinded yourself to the forest that the…