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.
If you want your money to be spent on curation, care, and cultivation of rich history, it’s long overdue time to take back control. It takes a lot of time to create something, and a mere moment to destroy it forever.
As we look upon our own societies with an ever-decreasing patience at the loss of religious values, we must collectively re-assess our city walls. Are the cracks merely contained to the surface, or does our city lie in ruins?
Horror polarises between the twin evils of chaos and control, the thing lurking outside town, and the painful secrets inside.
The techno-determinists have glimpsed the coming of a god and feel quite sure that he is impossible to resist. But we should oppose their fatalism and hubris with faithfulness to human integrity and dignity.
Many of the architects of the sexual revolution made their case for the abuse of children openly, and they were embraced by the elites, lionized by the press, and heralded as courageous thinkers.
Opinions will always differ on what best approximates the common good and on the utility of law as an agent of virtue in any particular case. But to imitate the liberal silence on such crucial questions is to invite radical neo-Marxists to answer them for us.
Emmanuel Macron’s invocations of “European sovereignty” notwithstanding, the nation—not Europe, nor the entire world—remains the only viable locus for the exercise of democratic power.
Any culture that creates a taboo around death while worshipping the most sterile forms of hedonism should prepare for a nastily ironic surprise: extinction.
Since today progressivism is the mainstream and the cultural establishment is monopolized by the Left, being a conservative is currently a rebellious position. The political revolution is coming from the Right.
The lesson to be drawn from the spiritual encounter between the Lama and the Khan, then, is universally applicable, and particularly relevant to those wanting to call themselves conservative.
From the bell preceding the priest’s entry, I was as engaged as I had ever been in any Mass.
Free societies need people like Eoghan Harris—courageous contrarians who defy the culture of amnesia. Such people are the vanguard of memory, reminding us that liberty is a precious but fragile asset that we must not take for granted.
The meeting focused on issues that will play a pivotal role in the survival and renewal of Western Civilization. In a roundtable discussion, participants zeroed in on topics central to our time—like immigration, national sovereignty, and the importance of the family.
It must have been quite terrifying for such a young lady to enter the Abbey, to take on such a huge responsibility. And yet she has lived up to it—openly, publicly, avowedly, unashamedly, and consistently a Christian monarch above all, to the last.
What is Davos if not a globalised version of the Palace of Versailles? What is Klaus Schwab if not an aspiring absolute king who markets himself as a benevolent technocrat?
This time, things are really getting serious because a point of no return has been reached. The French system finds itself confronted with an unprecedented situation that no one has been able to anticipate on such a scale: the recruitment of teachers is becoming impossible.
Liberal thinkers have fetishized their false image of the rule of law as a commitment to neutrality. The idea has become such a sacred article of the liberal faith, that any effort to draw upon our Judeo-Christian heritage is condemned as tyranny.
I would rather be ostracized for the truth than hide in shame living a lie. I refuse to embrace an illiberal, totalitarian ‘liberalism’ based upon distorted versions of truth, justice, and history.
Like so many other missionaries before him, on the shores of New France or in Asia, he proved that the ardent desire for missionary work is an extraordinary spur to progressing in the knowledge of others.
“A fellow Hungarian villager, Feri Augusztin, came to my father and told him to hand over his daughters, me and my sister Ella, to the Russians. This was the same person who earlier chased the Jews out of their homes. He informed the Russians that we were wealthy Hungarians and threatened Dad, saying that they would execute him unless he gave up his daughters.”
In 1989, with the fall of what Ronald Reagan rightly called the “evil empire,” this magnificent Church of martyrs emerged from the catacombs of communism, not liquidated, not re-educated, but forged like gold in the furnace of persecution.
No totalitarian state can firmly establish itself without identifying its enemies, those who are deemed to be dangerous for both state and society. This time, the scapegoats are the unvaccinated.
Gone is the bombast of economic progress as a good in itself. It seems much of the Right has finally recovered from the hangover of an era in which it was necessary to evidence the superiority of Western capitalism over eastern Bolshevism.
Fred Dibnah, MBE, the late and great, was a steeplejack. He was also a self-taught engineer, a documentarian, and a daredevil who brought down exactly ninety disused industrial chimneys using—with rare exceptions—nothing but a hammer and chisel.
