. . . in its own children.
A Substack entry in honor of David Horowitz, recently passed, from whom we the teachable have learned so much. We salute you, sir, and we will carry on to the best of our limited abilities.
. . . in its own children.
A Substack entry in honor of David Horowitz, recently passed, from whom we the teachable have learned so much. We salute you, sir, and we will carry on to the best of our limited abilities.
Fifty years ago today. I wrote in my journal (30 April 1975):
Saigon was overrun by the communists today. 150 billion dollars and 50,000 American lives wasted during the war.
58,00 is now the standardly cited figure. Goeffrey Wawro, The Vietnam War: A Military History (Basic Books, 2024, 652 pp.):
The war had killed 58,000 Americans, 250,000 ARVNs, [South Vietnamese army] half a million South Vietnamese civilians, and 1.4 million NVA [North Vietnamese army] and Viet Cong. Four million Vietnamese . . . had been killed or wounded. [. . .] In their rushed evacuation, the Americans left behind important files, including the names of 30,000 Vietnamese who had worked in the Phoenix Program. These people were the first to be rounded up, tortured, and killed by their "liberators." Two and a half million South Vietnamese were placed under arrest as nguy — "puppets." Anyone affiliated with the old regime was sent without trial to one of the 300 "thought-reforms" camps in rural areas. (529)
Wawro goes on to describe the brutality of the labor camps and the 165,000 political prisoners who died in them. Like the Khmer Rouge, the NV commies lied to their victims, promising them a detention period of only ten days for "re-education." The vast majority of them fell for the lies and ended up detained for up to fifteen years in starvation conditions.
The great David Horowitz died yesterday. Here is a worthwhile article about the former red-diaper commie who came to his senses. Charlie Kirk pays his respects on X. Now I know how Stephen Miller came to be so astute:
Twenty-five years ago, David mentored a high school student named Stephen Miller. He supported him through Duke, through the Senate, and into the Trump White House. Today, Stephen is one of the most impactful architects of America First immigration policy. A legend thanks to David's mentorship. As Politico wrote, “If you want to understand the immigration policies [Trump] has put into place, you have to also understand Horowitz.” David's fingerprints are all over the populist revival of the last decade.
Around the time of the Tet Offensive in January of 1968, I was ordered to downtown Los Angeles for my "pre-induction physical." Due to a birth defect I have hearing in one ear only, and so I failed the physical. I was classified 1-Y, which was later changed to 4-F. In any case I had won a California State Scholarship to attend college, and that would have kept me from harm's way for four years, after which the lottery kicked in.
That's my story in a few words. What's yours?
In the early 'eighties I subscribed to The New Republic. But in those days it hadn't yet become the politically crapulous rag it is now. Try to wrap your head around this load of garbage:
There is much to say about these 100 days. The odor of fascism is unmistakable—and entirely intentional. The bullying of universities and law firms . . . the purposeful lawlessness of so many actions, designed to force showdown after showdown at what Trump assumes will be a pliant Supreme Court; the daily inversion of reality peddled by Karoline Leavitt, Cabinet officials, and not least Trump himself.
Refutation would be easy enough. But this stuff is beneath refutation. You don't refute lunatics or engage them in conversation.
We have a war on our hands, friends, and you'd better man and woman up. Especially you young people who can expect to be around for a while.
How much of this vitriolic filth is TDS and how much willfully perverse self-enstupidation? How could anyone in his right mind fail to see the good that Trump has done in a scant 100 days?
You are well-advised to invest in precious metals in the broad sense of the term. Our political enemies are just that, enemies: there can be no peace with them. I now seriously question whether we should remain polite in our dealings with them.
Simon Caldwell via Jim Bowman:
He [Pope Francis] used his authority to protect sinister friends from justice, such as Father Marko Rupnik, a fellow Jesuit who was accused of the serial rape of more than a dozen nuns, sometimes in quasi-satanic rituals. Rupnik was excommunicated latae sententiae (automatically) after he granted absolution in the confessional to a woman with whom he was having sex. This was an offence of such enormity under the Code of Canon Law that only the Pope could lift the sentence. Rupnik was rehabilitated and to this day is a priest in good standing who is living in a convent (where else?). It is good to have friends in high places.
This is hard to believe. Can you corroborate the above from your sources, Vito?
De mortuis nil nisi bonum has an expiration date, and in the case of some it comes up quick.
A Substack short with a scene from "Barfly."
Is that Bukowski at the bar?
In an earlier thread, I raised the following problem for eternalism:
Long ago, in ancient Rome's Coliseum, gladiatorial battles took place. No one will say that such battles are still going on, or that any such battles are occurring at present. But if eternalism is true, and a past gladiatorial battle is as real/existent as a present battle in the Ukraine, say, except that the first occurs at an earlier temporal location than the latter, then it seems that the gladiatorial battles are tenselessly occurring — which is highly counterintuitive.
Suppose time travel is possible. Suppose we travel back in time to the gladiatorial battles in the Coliseum. Will we find slaughter going on there? If so, then the name 'eternalism' will be most apt: the slaughter will continue eternally. But this is highly counterintuitive!
Malcolm Pollack responded:
Well, there's the problem for eternalism, as I've noted before: it offers no explanation for the subjective experience of time's passage; for why the fundamental fact of our experience is a succession of "nows" that come and go; for the sequential privileging of small (but not infinitesimal!) slices of M [the four-dimensional manifold of events/spacetime points] as "now". I think it must be connected deeply, or even somehow identical with, that other titanic mystery, namely that of consciousness.
But the problem I am raising is different. It arises whether or not we bring consciousness into the picture. We will be able to appreciate the difference between Pollack's problem and mine if we distinguish between two types of eternalism, A-eternalism and B-eternalism.
A- and B-eternalism both reject the presentist restriction of what exists*, i.e. what exists simpliciter, to what exists (present-tense). Thus both types of eternalist hold that past, present, and future items exist*. The two positions agree as to temporal ontology: they agree about what there is in time. The ontological question, Quine famously said, is the question formulable in three Anglo-Saxon monosyllables: What is there? So the temporal-ontological question is: What is there in time? On this question, both types of eternalist agree.
The two types differ, however, in that the A-eternalist accepts that there are such irreducible non-relational properties as presentness, pastness, and futurity – the so-called A-properties – whereas the B-eternalist denies that there are any A-properties: there are only the B-relations. Thus the two types of eternalist differ over the nature of time, but not over what there is in time. The A- and B-eternalists differ over the nature of time in that they differ over whether real time, time as it is in mind-independent reality, is exhausted by the B-series, the series of events ordered by the dyadic B-relations, earlier than, later than, and simultaneous with. The B-eternalist says that real time is exhausted by the B-series. The A-eternalist demurs: there are, in addition to the B-relations, the A-properties, the monadic or non-relational properties of presentness, pastness, and futurity.
The A-eternalist is equipped to admit the non-subjective passage of time. Temporal passage is real independently of our subjective time-conscious inasmuch as it consists in the shifting exemplification of the monadic (non-relational) A-properties by the events in the B-series. Consider, for example, three events/processes: my birth, my present blogging, and my death. My death exemplifies the property of being future but will soon enough lose that property and come to exemplify the property of being present, after which it will come to exemplify the property of being past, and then ever more past. My present blogging — the blogging of this very post — will become past and ever more past. My birth which is now past will become ever more past. The three events themselves are 'eternal' in the somewhat strained sense of existing, though not occurring, at every time.
The A-eternalist's admission of A-properties allows for the real separability of temporal presentness from existence. This allowance in turn allows for a 'moving spotlight' theory of time according to which temporal passage is real (and thus neither merely apparent nor illusory). So when I die I lose the purely temporal property of being present but I remain in existence* and come to acquire the purely temporal property of being past. When I die I will 'move away' from the present by becoming wholly past and ever more past. Or you could think of the 'moving spotlight' of the Now moving forward and leaving me 'in the dark,' i.e., non-present. Non-present but not non-existent*!
In sum, on A-eternalism, temporal passage is real and non-subjective, hence neither merely apparent nor illusory (as the great McTaggart thought).
One man takes from another what neither can give: life.
It is passing strange that leftists do not share with us this moral horror, as witness their casual attitude toward even the most vicious modes of criminality.
One form political nominalism takes is loyalty to a political label.
In late November I heard a self-described "life-long Democrat" on Fox cogently explain why Kamala Harris lost the election and why her political career ought to be over. Despite the accuracy of his analysis, the fool remains a Dem! That makes no sense. When the thing labeled no longer exists, why cling to the label?
It is not as if the old Democratic Party can be brought back. The transmogrification unto wokery has proceeded too far. The young Turks have taken it over, the 'woke' squadristi mainly, AOC et al., and the members of the old guard (Pelosi, Schumer, et al.) are on their last legs. But there is no fool like an old fool, and a huge, but dwindling, number of useful idiots still vote Democrat out of misplaced loyalty to an empty label or else because of their delusional opposition to Trump. But they, like Pelosi & Co., will soon pass into the night, and the sooner the better, not that I wish them physically dead; I wish them politically dead. The physically dead can't make political mischief.
But wait a minute! Don't the dead vote in Dementocratic precincts?
Heather MacDonald on President Trump's latest EO. Sanity returns.
"The acceptance of a conflict between presentism and not only SR [Special Relativity], but all of current, as well as prospective, fundamental physics paired with an insistence on presentism amounts to a rather comprehensive rejection of physics. It thus fundamentally contravenes naturalism, a venerable tradition going back at least to Aristotle. According to naturalism, philosophical—and metaphysical—inquiry is continuous with scientific inquiry. To be sure, naturalism is not a logical truth—it is a substantive philosophical thesis. But it is one whose defence has to wait for another day; for present purposes, I simply assume a minimal naturalism which demands that no philosophical thesis be in manifest contradiction to facts established by our best science. Restricting this weak thesis to metaphysics, it can be translated as necessitating that the physically possible worlds are a subset of the metaphysically possible ones, for if the metaphysical theories were in contradiction to the physical ones, then there would have to be some physically possible worlds (and perhaps all) which are metaphysically impossible, as for the metaphysical theory to be incompatible with physics, it would have to rule out some physically possible worlds as impossible. In other words, metaphysics would a priori deem impossible what physics affirms is possible. Assuming that all physically possible worlds are also logically possible, I see little justification for disavowing this weak form of naturalism."
The other day I was trying to recall the name of the author of Witness and I came up with Houston Chamberlain. The author, of course, is Whittaker Chambers. The confusion was presumably sired by 'Chamber.'
Memory, though infirm, is not wholly unreliable. If it were, I would not have been able to realize my mistake.
Whittaker Chambers (Witness, p. 19) on the Third Movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony:
. . . that music was the moment at which Beethoven finally passed beyond the suffering of his life on earth and reached for the hand of God, as God reaches for the hand of Adam in Michelangelo's vision of the creation.
Well, either the adagio movement of the 9th or the late piano sonatas, in particular, Opus 109, Opus 110, and Opus 111. To my ear, these late compositions are unsurpassed in depth and beauty.
In these and a few other compositions of the great composers we achieve a glimpse of what music is capable of. Just as one will never appreciate the possibilities of genuine philosophy by reading hacks such as Ayn Rand or positivist philistines (philosophistines?) such as David Stove, one will never appreciate the possibilities of great music and its power of speaking to what is deepest in us if one listens only to contemporary popular music.
Witness deserves pride of place on every anti-commie bookshelf. Its literary merit is second only to its great historical value. It is essential reading if you would understand the communist mentality which is carried on in diluted but equally dangerous form in the contemporary Democrat Party in the USA.
The world is rife with pathologies of all sorts: spiritual, psychological, moral, and medical. But it's all grist for the thinker's mill. That is the bright side. One can allow oneself to become depressed at how pathetic we all are — in different ways and to different degrees — or one can cultivate wonder at our strange predicament and get to work understanding it, thereby squeezing the joys of theory from practical misery.
Substack latest.
A rumination 'inspired' by Paul Brunton. An embedded article confronts Sam Harris, one of the "four horsemen" of the New Atheism, which is now old hat. As old hat as the expression I just used. There's nothing new under the sun, saith the Preacher, and in these hyperkinetic times, what's new gets old quickly. The New Atheism is as passé as folk music, as passé as blogging, although some among the superannuated are still at it and will be until blindness, dementia, or death doth part us from it.
Curiously, thanks to Trump, Vance, and others, Christianity is now 'cool' among a large segment of youth. But don't get too excited about this development: it is in good measure driven by conformism and crowd behavior and by the lust to turn a buck, as witness 'prayer apps' and Martin Scorsese's latest offerings.
If you need an app to pray I will say a prayer for you. As for Scorsese's latest, I didn't watch any of it, considering it, whether rightly or wrongly, sullied by his and his pal Robert de Niro's glorification of mafiosi and other assorted scumbags in such productions as Goodfellas and Casino.
The thoughts of Paul Brunton well presented in a short video. I have been reading him for years. Like Thomas Merton, the man is at his best in his journals. I have read and re-read all sixteen volumes. For some extracts see my Brunton category.
I have issued some trenchant statements over the years about the late Pope Francis, but for now my watchword is: de mortuis nil nisi bonum. I will only add that in the wee hours of yesterday's vigil, before I became aware of Francis's passing, I was re-reading Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger's 1968 Introduction to Christianity in pursuit of the question lately raised about the meaning of "My kingdom is not of this world." (John 18:36) I was once again impressed by the power and penetration of the thinking of the man who later became Pope Benedict XVI. As I was admiring Ratzinger's philosophical and theological 'chops,' I thought disparagingly of the pope now passed.
Our friend Vito Caiati sent me this morning a rather more incisive take on the late pope.
I would like to share my thoughts on the current reaction to the death of Pope Francis, which I find worrisome and which reminded me of some advice of Montaigne on speaking of the powerful after death.
He writes:
“Among the laws that relate to the dead, it seems to me very sound those by which the actions of princes are to be examined after their decease. They are equals with, if not masters of the laws, and what justice could not inflict upon their heads [persons], it is reason that it should be executed upon their reputations and the estates of their successors—things that we often value above life itself” (Les essais de Montaigne, v.1, c 3 [my translation]).
All over X, yesterday and this morning, the whitewashing of Pope Francis, by his ideological allies and his “conservative” critics alike, continues unabated. Very few voices—most notably that of Archbishop Viganò*—dare to speak the truth, for self-interest and cowardice continue to rule. So, I ask: After twelve years of deceit, heresy, repression, and scandal, must we now also bear this mindless outpouring of fallacious sentiment, much of it nothing but deception, about this malevolent and destructive man? Rather on these days of all days, must we not, if “justice” is to be served, speak the truth about the grave harms he inflicted on the faithful and the Church? If truth is not told, the current wave of historical eradication, both that purposely propagated by the leftist, doctrinally tainted episcopate installed by Bergoglio and that arising from the unreflective sentimentality of the masses, may well result in the irredeemable upending of the RCC, which is already in a perilous state of decline.
Vito
* https://x.com/CarloMVigano/status/1914273114587824193