The Gold Piss of the Big Bleu falls upon the Gay Salon

Dead Ricains

A Hieronymus Bosch landscape

Triptych at the Academie für Bildenden Künste in Vienna.

Bastion breached

Not enough intelligence? I mean, duh. Jeez.

Weak horses

Questions, questions...

The Spirit of Javert in Texas

Injustice Terribly sad. When there is disrespect for evidence, whether in science or in law, the odds of something good coming out of it become vanishing small.

His Dark Materials?

Truly a Bridge to Nowhere .............................................................

The Vibrant Life, from The Gospel According to Charly

Death throes are kinda vibrant, no?

The Plan is Silence

The long and once secret war of the Left against the Bill of Rights is now openly and shamelessly showing its hand. Why, it's almost as if AmeriSoc thinks the centers of Power are all now in its hands. Whatever gave it that absurd notion? Right?.......

Kass-andra Prophecies on Weak Horses and the Fall of Troy

That would be the Fall of us.

This simple column is beautifully precise, and elegant, and right to the throat of the problem. Reminds me a little of Eric Hoffer.
It is also a Prophecy that bears the weight of the Gods, and fits the classic Greek understanding that it is in our selves that Tragedy is born.
What passes for the leadership of the Republican Party has rejected, out of nothing more than stupid whim and blind self-indulgence, both Reagan and Buckley; and like King Priam readies to fully embrace its own, and the nation's, annihilation. Maybe there is good fortune in those who, like Laocoon, will not live to see what is to come.

A quarter Millenium of civilizational experiment on what Men can achieve by striving for the best within them is coming rapidly to its end. And whatever follows will be as far from the best within us as Mohammed is from Jesus or Ahmanadenijad is from Feynman.

The perfect lives in Omelas

Ursula K LeGuin's story.

Going primal

Doner knives vs baseball bats.

The Ummah, Girl, offers you A World Free of Mathematics

Well, Herr Rott, a world where women can't drive, only be driven. Your little slice of Barbarism.

Apparently not a Good Day to be Chechnya-chik.

The Fruits of Islam

Such a fruit-ful creed.
Yes, another step closer to catching up with the Brits and the Dutch and the Canucks. We're a Contender!

In the Age of Obamakles

Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West
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True Things

And despite no surprise, at all, yet deeply depressing.

What?? Is cosmology giving up on pure bullshit?

Naaahh, let's see how this pans out.

The Coming of Night

This Best of All Possible Worlds Gets Even Better. So much good news, so many fine developments, such little Jim Beam laced Port Wine when you need it by the barrelfull.

Murder in Mind

What to say?

Death by Syllogismic Fallacy: Logik Beyond Pepeana's

Wow. Fave's are Mein Kampf and then Brave New World? The Communist Manifesto and then Ayn Rand?? This sort of coherence earns a specially honored place in the intellectual pantheons of Pepeana. The old fashioned anarchists knew they had to be lucid in order to assassinate the world into chaos. Jared somehow concluded it would be grand to first revel in a mind of chaos, and then try the assassination route. Bloody incoherence.

I trust Arizona has a death penalty.

Pepean ghost towns