Apparently, the organizers of the Synod on Synodality have requested poems about the Synod. Weary at the prospect of yet more yakking about synodal governance and conforming the Church’s teaching on sexual morality and the nature of man to the latest demands of the Sexual Revolution, which have done wonders for the Church of England, I set the following lyrics to what Tom Lehrer called a...
By Tom Piatak I am too young to have seen Jim Brown play for the Cleveland Browns. Which means I am too young to have seen him play professional football, because the Browns are the only NFL team he ever played for. The Dirty Dozen star retired when he was still the best player at his position in football. Among the people I trust who did see him play, the consensus has never changed: this man...
By R. Cort Kirkwood (The New American) Despite the leftist mainstream media’s best effort to hide the truth about the hate-Trump Russia Collusion Hoax hatched by Hillary Clinton’s 2016 campaign team, the truth surfaced thanks to the investigation and prosecutions of Special Counsel John Durham. Clinton torpedoes paid for British spy Christopher Steele to manufacture his famous...
By R. Cort Kirkwood (The New American) Tucker Carlson has spoken publicly for the first time since his departure from Fox News. He didn’t say anything about the remarkable move by the network — but he did say what most Americans intuitively know about modern political debate: Much if not most of it is pointless. That somewhat reprises the message in the speech he delivered at the Heritage...
by R. Cort Kirkwood (The New American) Most leftist media speculated that Fox News fired Tucker Carlson for three reasons: a sexual harassment lawsuit; his commentary about the mostly peaceful protest at the U.S. Capitol on January 6, 2023; and the network’s almost $800 million settlement with Dominion Voting Systems. But Vanity Fair has offered a different one: During a...
By Wayne Allensworth The sun is hitting the porch directly now, and I pull my chair up into the sunlight on a bright, coolish April morning. My wife and I are at her parents’ place in Central Texas, preparing for the estate sale, cleaning up the property to put it up for sale, too. And it’s harder for my wife than she thought it would be, letting go of this place. Yes, I said to her, it’s hard...
From the Mad Men TV series:
By Wayne Allensworth Some readers have occasionally criticized my writing for amounting to “mere” nostalgia, which is apparently supposed to be a bad thing. To that I plead guilty. Americans have long been conditioned to think of themselves as living in the land of tomorrow, a tomorrow without any yesterdays. I look back to a past that never seems distant to me, as dreamlike as it can be. Without...
My favorite Easter hymn:
Chronicles contributor Wayne Allensworth is the author of The Russian Question: Nationalism, Modernization, and Post-Communist Russia, and a novel, Field of Blood.
By Wayne Allensworth On Palm Sunday, I took a walk. It’s the first day of spring and the sky shows china blue, decorated with small cotton-like puffs of clouds. Flowers are blooming and the ducks at the pond have laid their eggs. The beaver are back—I can tell by the trees that have been gnawed down by them near the pond, though I have not yet seen any dams being built. I...
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