The Post-Partisan Emporium

  Surely liberals should support white nationalism? If ethnic separatism is as horrible as white liberals say, why do so many of them choose to live, well, separately from other races? Written by Noah Carl. Since Donald Trump was elected President in 2016, American liberals have become obsessed with the threat of white nationalism. As you can see in the chart below, there’s been a huge spike in mentions of the term in books, which began in 2016. Likewise,  Zach Goldberg  and  David Rozado  have shown that mentions of terms like “racism” and “white supremacy” in newspapers skyrocketed in the mid 2010s. Google Ngram chart  with smoothing of 0. All this is despite the fact that white nationalists comprise a tiny percentage of the US population. In a  2018 poll  for the  Washington Post , only 1% of white Democrats and only 3% of white Republicans said they considered themselves “supporters of the alt-right or white nationalist movement”. There m...

  You’ve always wanted to live in a permanent Disneyland—believing that electric cars have zero emissions.   In the world of electric vehicles, where the allure of green technology meets the practicality of everyday life, there are those who embrace the electric revolution with a unique flair. Enter the unapologetic connoisseur of contradictions, the embodiment of the unexpected, the aficionado of electric eccentricities, and a character worthy of exploration. Here are 18 reasons why you really need an electric car:   1. You’re a Tolstoy enthusiast who’s never quite conquered the monumental War and Peace. Fear not, for that long charging queue becomes your literary sanctuary where you can immerse yourself in 1,225 pages of Russian opulence while your electric steed gains its much-needed energy boost. 2. Fine dining at Chiswick, Margaret, and Quay is a given, but have you truly lived until you’ve sampled the delights of the local servo? Post-War and Peace, dive into the ex...

  Chinese Eternity! LINH DINH [Phnom Penh, 11/17/23] In  Sihanoukville , I was surprised to see so many Indonesian restaurants. Surely, they weren’t just there to serve tourists? It turned out many Indonesians had arrived to work for the Chinese. As employees, they’re preferred over Cambodians, just as, a century earlier, the French had to bring in Vietnamese to do both white and blue collar jobs. No two groups are equally competent or willing at any task. Somebody has to be better, if only slightly, at accounting, dishwashing, fishing, fighting, sweeping the floor, brain surgery or shooting a jump shot with a hand in one’s face. Eighteen years ago at a literary festival in Berlin, I met Indonesian writers who were very impressive and well-prepared. The Thais, too, were similarly professional. By contrast, the lone Cambodian was only interested in shopping, and she even asked our German hosts to put her up for a few more days. That’s just not done. She was at least half Chines...