The Post-Partisan Emporium

 Thanks to Saint Jimmy (Russian American) for recommending this article... The Hoi Polloi Are Sick SIMPLICIUS As things dwindle down to the wire, and the country is plunged into historic political divisions pitting one extreme against other, we’re dragged along in a frenzy of misdirected aggression. Paralyzed by limbic hijack, we resort to an imitation of each other’s motions—the wisdom of the crowds replaced with a teeming madness. One of the simplistic ideals we’ve adopted in the heat of struggle is that the government is solely the problem, and that as long as we can uproot the worst of the klepto- and kakistocrats—those entrenched deepstate fungi wracking the nation’s liverspotted trunk—the country will be freed, to blossom anew like a springtime meadow. The ‘System’ as culprit: always the same faceless, nameless System, or its shadow twin of ‘the Man’—as long as we can dethrone them, victory is guaranteed, and America will be free. But in those hallucinatory throes we ignore the i

In early 2020, when American liberals  wailed in unison  that the First Amendment’s guarantee of the right of free assembly was a prescription for national suicide – and  not one significant American civil rights organization  protested – I should have known where we were headed. Still, almost 3three years later, I am dumbfounded by how rapidly a nation that once boasted of its attachment to “liberty” has succumbed to the priorities of totalitarianism.  Thought policing on social media , once a dystopian fantasy, is now taken for granted. So is the  massive electronic surveillance system  that was hawked to Americans (and others around the world) as a “health” measure, but which actually gives Big Brother a convenient way to monitor people’s whereabouts and which has already been turned against political dissidents in Israel, India and elsewhere. Health care workers – once the  heroes of the fear propaganda  that rationalized  illegal mass quarantines  in 2020 – have now been  forced f

Democracy in America by Jimmie Moglia for the Saker blog Words being arbitrary, they owe their power to association, and have the influence which custom has given them – for language is the dress of thought. Therefore on hearing the words “Democracy in America,” some will think of Alexis de Tocqueville’s book by the same title. Others, not having read the book (an enterprise of no mean feat), will think that it took a Frenchman to appreciate American democracy, as it existed nowhere else. Still others may think that the concept of democracy and America are indissolubly and maybe exclusively linked, just as America is the obamanesque exceptional nation. But as there is a history in all men’s lives, so there is one in all men’s words. In the instance, it may interest some to know the curious and fortuitous circumstances that caused the book to be written. First, a geographical-historical anecdote. Prior the Normandy landing in August 1944, American planes bombed the hinterland. A target