A fellow Albertan, Professor Jordan Peterson, makes an amazing claim: Professors who believe in “postmodernism” and/or “Marxism” (communism) make up much of the humanities faculty. Hard to believe, in this day and age, that professors still believe in Marxism, or in NeoMarxism. Is Peterson mistaken? Maybe not, hence I am reprinting part of my essay […]
Moving Ideals and Ayn Rand
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Male and Female Prologues
seanessay.com Prologue, Mid-afternoon He was walking, not marching, with a soldier-on-the-town amble. Private Jung was wearing one of his two sets of uniform, in the town, only two kilometres from the base. To the right was a bar that surely had some fellow soldiers inside; to his left an Inn, up ahead was a precious […]
Glumly Parsing My Clutter On Posting Day
seanessay.com Hello, it’s posting day, and I’ve got nothing… Except here’s a quote that speaks to me: “Consider what so many younger employees do for relaxation: climb rocks, raft rivers, bike mountains, surf waves, trek in distant locales. … So many come from sheltered backgrounds that the prospect of excitement entices them more than the […]
A Bad, Bad Day, With Comments
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Death at the Formal Dinner
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