When Mother Nature Forecloses
The Internet can be weird and spooky some days; and not just because I post stuff on it. It’s been about three days since I finished the James Howard Kuntsler novel, World Made By Hand. I cruise through Wizbang this AM and see a link to this post, right here, about feral housing in Detroit, MI. Societal decline has weighed heavily on the minds of | Read More »
How I Stopped Pitying Europeans and Learned Some Empathy
I figured Spengler pretty much nailed Europe to the wall when he wrote the following.
They have no ambition but to die quietly, no concerns except for those amusements which might reduce boredom and anxiety en route to the grave. They have no passions except hatred born of envy. They hate America, a new kind of universality that succeeded where the old Christian empire failed. They hate Israel, which makes the Jewish people appear all the more eternal in stark contrast to Europe’s morbid temporality. They will pass out of history unmourned even by themselves.
If the only Europeans this would effect were the electorates responsible for Papandreou, Chirac and Gazprom Schroeder, I would remain unmoved by their current plight. Stupid is as stupid votes; and the Europeans have used their Post-WWII holiday from responsibility to elect leaders steeped in feckless enstupidation. But that would fail to take cognizance of what we’ve just elected in the Good Old US of A. It also fails to recognize the maundering plight of the current generation of young Europeans. They, like American Conservatives, are hostages – strangers in an increasingly strange land.
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