The Post-Partisan Emporium

Weep for the West ALASTAIR CROOKE Michael Anton, a former U.S. Presidential National Security Adviser,  gives  us this analogy for the U.S.’ and Europe’s situation today: “On Sept. 20, 1911, the RMS Olympic—sistership of the ill-fated Titanic—collided with the Royal Navy cruiser HMS Hawke, despite both vessels traveling at low speeds, in visual contact with one another – for 80 minutes. “It was,” writes maritime historian John Maxtone-Graham, “one of those incredible convergences, in full daylight on a calm sea within sight of land, where two normally operated vessels steamed blithely to a point of impact – as though mesmerized””. We too seem headed for a similar point of impact, with the prospect of collision in full view – and one as obvious as it was on that day in 1911. Equally, our ruling class is not for changing course. It must want this percussion —or else perhaps they view an Armageddon of collision as ultimately destined to provide the path to the triumph of ‘righteousness’.

Donald J. Trump, folk hero Great job, Dems! My misgivings about the man himself will be placed on the back burner. His fate and the nation’s are now inextricably linked. JENNY HOLLAND I’m going to attempt to explain my complicated feelings regarding our once and possible future president, Donald J. Trump. I don’t really want to, because whenever I watch the get-Trump circus or the man himself, I always feel like I’m getting played. We are in an information war and the hottest theatre of that war centres around Trump. It makes me extremely reluctant to commit to any position publicly. But this week’s indictment of him is so crazy, such a five alarm fire, that I’m going to force myself to write about it. Of all the essays I have sent out on Substack, this may be the most raw and the most difficult for me to write. It does not answer any questions, it only asks them.  When Trump won the 2016 election, I was very upset and incredulous. As crazy as I knew US politics to be, I couldn’t quite