June, then, is a time of taking stock of the wonderful inheritance that those who stand for the Good, the True, and the Beautiful have been given.
Why are we allowing corporations to profit both from the desperation of people struggling with infertility and women in poverty?
Can the lived conservatism of the Postliberals find common ground—and common political cause—with the universalist notions of natural right, justice and equality espoused by the Claremont School? On this question, I believe, hinges the fate of a new conservative fusionism updated to meet the challenges of our time.
Restoring our proper relationship with the natural world, it must be asserted, does not entail a retreat from nature, but a renewed immersion in its mystery and a humble submission to its laws.
How is it that the greatest of all democracies has been transfixed by abortion politics for decades? The answer is simple and unpopular: It is because there is still a battle being waged for the soul of America.
We are subject to a host of techniques by which social control is exerted and through which traditional institutions are eroded. What follows is an attempt to catalogue the array of spells in the grimoire of our political elites.
Only a society of narcissists, concerned only with the endless accumulation of their own egos, would treat both the born and unborn as objects to be manipulated, consumed, and discarded in the process of ego-production.
Swedes and well-to-do people of all nationalities living closer to the center need not ever visit this district. So much the better to sustain the ‘playground narrative.’ On the other hand, the distance grants Rosengård residents space to avoid Swedish cultural norms, such as women’s equality and western attire, as well as at least some of the prying eyes of the Swedish government. This place is, by any definition, a parallel society.
Art is meant to elevate us. It provides a mirror through which we see ourselves anew and glimpse the structures of our predicament.
Patočka detests the World Wars. But there is, in them, a certain ‘divinity,’ a certain ‘saving potential,’ because—at the Front, as within the Church—‘all humans are equal before the face of the ultimate reality.’
Undeterred by his trials and compelled by curiosity, the Apostle Paul wears no mask; he mutes and stifles no truth that might advance the Gospel—no matter the cost.
Mushrooms are teachers, and we ought to learn from them.
