
The Abiding Appeal of Self-Immolation
Those who engage in self-immolation today are raging against a world grown immune to the human quest for meaning and self-sacrifice.

Those who engage in self-immolation today are raging against a world grown immune to the human quest for meaning and self-sacrifice.

The data-driven economy of Big Tech is a demon UFO cloud that does not rain but abducts.

Sunday’s long read: Charles Coulombe on America, Europe, history, and monarchism.

In West Yorkshire, the Brontë family’s literary legacy endures in places that evoke the triumph and the tragedy of their lives.

Dallapiccola composed Il prigioniero, set against the backdrop of the Dutch Revolt, to protest Mussolini’s regime.

Marco Polo’s memoir portrays an encounter between radically different civilizations that can be a model for us today.

We do not need art critics and experts to educate us. Beauty speaks for itself.

“What kind of god?” asked Tucker Carlson as Joe Rogan described the possible replacement of humans by AI.

Conservatives should combat Serbia’s social and cultural degeneration, but this has not happened.

The liturgy is a sacred and intense ritual in which everyone is focused on the priestly offering to God unfolding before the congregation.
The protagonist of Creangă’s story confronts armies of demons with humor and common sense, exposing the ridiculous mediocrity of evil.
Western decadence is today revealed by an out-of-touch elite class, more interested in microaggressions than in civilizational decline.
Humanity evolved beyond the violence of the pagan world because of Hebraic ethics, universalized by the Abrahamic faiths.
Conservatives are right to press ahead with the project of articulating the mythic truth of a common culture.
The pilgrimage has gone from being of interest only to a handful of traditionalist Catholic community media to arousing the curiosity of major national outlets.
Admiral de Ruyter’s memory matters, and a corrective to the slanderous lies of leftists is in order.
Until the conversation orbits the sacrality of what Roger Scruton called ‘homecoming,’ we will be stuck with a politics of empty promises.
Modernism, in art as in politics, can be integrated into a traditional understanding of man and society’s spiritual dimension.
When a banana duct-taped to a wall is juxtaposed against a Monet, the absurdity of this cultural revolution is starkly apparent.
Pentecost and the blessing of the nations in their particularity is a judgement against the false unity of tyrants.
In less than 80 minutes, Cavalleria rusticana alone establishes Mascagni as a composer worth our attention.