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Ever since, all of Europe—the East as well as the West—has carried the burden of Nazi guilt, as others would have us bear the guilt of North American slavery and Jim Crow.
Nevertheless, Drayton’s diatribe does reveal something important—not much about me, something about him, but mostly about the vices that fester in certain reaches of our universities, which serve to undermine rational dialogue and public norms of liberal civility.
The crime of genocide is typically investigated and litigated with the goal of holding genocidaires accountable for their crimes.
Poetry is made of breath before any sound, any syllable, is uttered . The inhalation is the first word — and reclaiming my craft taught me how to breathe again.
The ethical shortcomings of the 1969 Cornell student rebellion, which appear so glaring today, were anything but clear to us radical activists at the time.
No private personal ambition is involved; he simply wishes to obey a sovereign whose legitimacy he will not question.
When we are told that 46, XY males with DSD who identify as female are simply “women with hyperandrogenism,” or “women with high T,” we aren’t fooled.
Nothing is again simple, but everything is clear. This is the great lesson of empathy. We are all the bicycle thief.
The subject of Bob Dylan’s famous 1976 protest song was probably guilty.
This research explores, through the reports of parents, a phenomenon whereby teens and young adults who did not exhibit childhood signs of gender issues appeared to suddenly identify as transgender.
For the most influential historians who held positions of power in major French institutions, the French Revolution was not a research topic but an origin myth—the heart of their secular faith’s cosmology.
To anyone acquainted with the history and quality of American ed schools, this should come as no surprise.
When a public figure makes a mistake there seems to be a much stronger, more intense and quicker backlash.
For a time, this urban menagerie dictated my new sense of who I wanted to be. I didn’t ask questions. It was too dazzling to stain with doubts.
How many people are in this “community”? What power do they enjoy? What is the extent of their influence?