ELLEN LEWIN, a professor of feminist anthropology at the University of Iowa, responded to a civil e-mail from College Republicans by telling them to “eff-off.” This is the sort of elevated discourse one can expect from the ideological storm front of gender discourse.

Personally, I would not wish to participate in a correspondence with Ms. Lewin, who was educated at Stanford and the University of Chicago. These rarefied degrees, combined with the unadulterated insanity and evil of women’s studies, are likely to produce not-so-nice manners. Something tells me Ms. Lewin would beat up a housewife, or like to. Below is a description of her work on the university’s website. Ms. Lewin believes men can be mothers – no, she believes men, preferably homosexual men, should be mothers – and the moon is made of blue cheese. Everything she promotes would be remarkably funny. If only it was a joke. Her foremost ideal appears to be the “gay father.” I wonder how much Prof. Lewin is paid to spread these insanities and evils into the tender minds of the young. Surely, it’s in the six figures.  Read More »

LAWRENCE AUSTER writes at VFR:

The Philadelphia Inquirer is running a series, “Assault on Learning.” Part 3 of the series is “Young and Violent, Even Kindergartners.” The article is largely a catalogue of violent attacks by young children on their teachers, though there is also a section on sexual misbehavior. The situation in Philadelphia’s black public schools as portrayed in the article is a nightmare that Dante would have had trouble conceiving. Read More »

HAVE YOU ever seen a negative news story in the mainstream media about Earth Day, with its ritual obeisance to the God of Recycling? NewsBusters compares the coverage of Earth Day with the coverage of Easter.

PAULA KIRBY writes in The Washington Post of the depiction of women in the New Testament: Read More »

P. TRUSTER writes:

Regarding the post on “Two Kinds of Love,” it’s not clear to me whether all males are divisible into alpha and beta, winners and losers, or whether there are additional categories — gamma, delta, epsilon, etc.

I have to say that some of the alpha males I’ve known have been loathsome people, regardless of their ability to attract and entrap women who, as often as not, didn’t seem to be terribly happy with their men, in the long run anyway. Read More »

HERE is the recipe for Strawberry Devonshire Pie that I promised as part of my suggested Easter menu. It is easy to make though I recommend making the crust from scratch yourself. I’m not a fan of those gargantuan shipped strawberries, but even they work well in this recipe. This is a refreshing contrast to Easter lamb and is another recipe from a family cookbook compiled by my mother, who incidentally was one of the first female computer programmers in America and worked on computer calculations for the hydrogen bomb before becoming a housewife and raising seven children.

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THE obliteration of childhood has brought dramatic increases in juvenile crime. That especially includes crime among girls, which more than doubled between 1985 and 2007, exceeding the rate of inceases for male crime. Fatherless America, the land of institutionalized matriarchy and casual neglect of the young, is producing hardened and violent girls. This 16-year-old and her friend are charged in Illinois with handcuffing and sexually molesting a 17-year-old mentally retarded boy. This is the face of a girl whose innocence died centuries ago.

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WRITING in response to this post about a woman’s disappointment with her husband, Jeff W. writes:

There are two kinds of love: human love and God’s love. Sometimes these two kinds of love are called by the ancient Greek terms eros and agape.

Eros and agape are very different. One main difference is that eros recognizes value in its object and loves it, while agape loves and then creates value in its object. In other words, eros recognizes an alpha male and loves him because he makes her feel safe, protected, and feminine. Agape, however, can love any person, even the most loathsome and disgusting. This is the kind of love a Christian may have for a diseased and dying beggar from the streets of Calcutta, or even (though it may seem unbelievable) a beta male husband. Through agape love, a loathed and rejected person becomes the beloved.

There is a good summary of the qualities of these two kinds of love on page 159 of this book (scroll to the bottom). Read More »

JEN WRITES:

I would like to be one of the many readers to let you know how much your site is appreciated. I hope you continue this endeavor for an extremely long time. I hope to meet women in my life that hold the same conservative beliefs as you do, but until then, I live my life for my children and husband. My upbringing was horrible to say the least, so I’m still learning how to match these innate, conservative beliefs God blessed me with to real life where I literally feel like I’m learning from scratch, especially when it comes to marriage.

Which brings me to my problem. I recently typed this in a mother’s forum to get other mothers’ opinions: Read More »

FRED OWENS writes:

“We’re pregnant.” This might not bother anyone else too much, but I’m a writer, and I live and die by my words — which is why, when I overheard that phrase the other day at the cafe, I wanted to get up and choke the fellow.

He said, “We’re pregnant.” I wanted to say the hell you are. Read More »

MARK writes:

I visited the Faith & Heritage site and I read the article in question, along with the comments, and from what I can gather, these folks are for the most part not the same people Lawrence Auster had in mind when he was speaking (broadly) of American evangelicals, whom he correctly describes as the Jews’ best friends. 

Yes, as you and Auster rightly observe, the Jews have an unfair revulsion toward evangelical Christians, and for what they represent politically. However, when people like “Generation 5” start using the Bible as a weapon against other people, and lift the words of Christ out of context to smear all Jews as “a brood of vipers,” then that’s just rank Jew hatred, and it’s no wonder Jews would feel antagonized by such a dehumanizing attitude. Read More »

AQUINAS wrote in his Summa of Mary’s suffering at the foot of the cross. He said that the Blessed Mother felt, in the words of a translation by Father Philip Hughes, “a staggering of the mind.” She knew the complete goodness of her son and witnessed his complete disgrace and torture.

“[H]er mind swayed, for she saw Him the victim of such vileness, and yet knew Him for the author of such wonders.” Her suffering was enhanced by her own perfection.

Mary is an example to mothers everywhere. To be a mother is necessarily to suffer and sacrifice for one’s children. An essential part of a mother’s role is awareness. This is the keen awareness of, and the vicarious experience of, a child’s hardships.

In contemplating Mary’s awareness, we are elevated, as if she conveys some of her fortitude. A mother’s awareness never ends, but with it she is brought along the steep paths of divine contemplation.

I ASK you to consider, dear reader, this simple poem by Robert Frost. It is neither hard to grasp or difficult to follow:

Into My Own   
 
ONE of my wishes is that those dark trees, 
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, 
Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom, 
But stretched away unto the edge of doom. 
 
I should not be withheld but that some day       
Into their vastness I should steal away, 
Fearless of ever finding open land, 
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand. 
 
I do not see why I should e’er turn back, 
Or those should not set forth upon my track         
To overtake me, who should miss me here 
And long to know if still I held them dear. 
 
They would not find me changed from him they knew— 
Only more sure of all I thought was true.  

Now I ask you this. Do you know any black person in America who is a devoted fan of Robert Frost or who might recite this poem from memory or even enthusiastically refer to it? Please bear in mind when you answer this that Frost is not a difficult poet. He is no Milton or Spencer.

Here’s another question. Do you know any white person in America who thinks the black author Toni Morrison is one of the greatest authors who ever lived or that Maya Angelou is Frost’s equal? If the answer to this question is yes, and the answer to the first question above is no, why is this so? Let me suggest, blacks are honest about what they like and dislike. They display this honesty all the time. They simply don’t pretend they like what they don’t like and this gives them the freedom of living within their own skins, so to speak. They have no great affection for Robert Frost, and that’s that.

Whites, on the other hand, are utterly deceitful, living in a cloud of self-imposed lies.

Near where I live one of the greatest art collections in America, indeed in the world, is housed in a museum. One Sunday of the month, the museum opens to the public free of charge. Though the city is a majority black population, very few blacks show up at the museum even when it is free. That’s because blacks don’t pretend they like what they don’t like.

If, however, the museum was filled with primitive African art, or perhaps urban graffiti presented as art, whites would pay $20 each to cram its hallways.

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A READER writes:

I just gave a small donation to your website, and I wanted to send an accompanying note of personal gratitude. I started to read your blog about 8 months ago, and it has transformed my thoughts and interactions with the world. I have always been traditional in some sense, but as Flannery O’Connor said, “If you live today, you breath in nihilism.” That darkness of this age was slowly creeping over me until I found your site. The ideas and writings there have provided a catalyst for me to defend tradition and to take pride in it. Your efforts have helped me develop a much deeper and fuller understanding. Thank you. Read More »

HERE is an interesting reflection by Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira on the three falls of Christ. I am posting the piece in its entirety below:

One might ask why Our Lord fell three times along the Way of the Cross, and not two or four? I believe there is a reason for the three falls, since everything in Our Lord’s life and Passion had a profound significance. Read More »

A READER writes:

My husband fainted in church today. We were going through the Passion when he suddenly fell over into the pew in front of us, face first. I thought he lost his balance then I realized he was unconscious. His eyes rolled back. I thought he had a heart attack at first. He came to and the couple in front of us helped him out of church and told me to get him to the hospital. Read More »