As I wake a soft day greets me. The family slumbers against the cold of the quiet days. As I begin my labor the others here greet me with words as hopeful as my mind wishes.
As I wake a heavy frost encircles my home. My family huddles against the cold. Wrapped against the coming dread, I begin my labor.
In the morning we gathered about our home. The winds shift and we are assailed with worry. My family looks toward the figure that brought us to this place. His face is hard as he nods, a sign for us to attend our labor.
“Outside all social restraint and hypocrisy, against the backdrop of native life, the gentleman and the criminal felt not only the closeness of men who share the same color of skin, but the impact of a world of infinite possibilities for crimes committed in the spirit of play, for the combination of horror and laughter, … Continue reading Notes On: “The Origins of Totalitarianism” – Four
Our new quiet existence as been stained. I woke to find a pestilence creeping into the wood around out home. My family is stoic in the face of it, as are those others that abide here. Approaching my labor will, I hope, give context to these new happenings.
“This has been possible because the English gentry, from the seventeenth century on and in ever-increasing numbers, had assimilated the higher ranks of the bourgeoisie, so that sometimes even the common man could attain the position of a lord. By this process much of the ordinary caste arrogance of nobility was taken away and a … Continue reading Notes on: “The Origins of Totalitarianism” – Three
A single question has been rolling within my mind since 2016. “What would lead someone to vote for a man like Donald Trump?” In this short post I try, and largely fail, to answer that question. That question was at the forefront of my thinking that led to my posts, “The Moral Vote” and “On … Continue reading A Lingering Question