 © Castalia / Owen Benjamin Words have meanings. And when their meanings are distorted or subtly channeled, they become spells. Who casts spells? Wizards. They’re real, and they are not limited to the silly variety found in movies like Fantasia. Consider that, just a few years ago, millions and millions of people took a known poison out of fear, all because a wizard in the form of a talking rat on the television told them to. That’s misused authority and appropriated power. It’s a problem that calls out for a solution. Luckily, Owen Benjamin has given us one. Owen Benjamin might be the tallest comedian on earth. And he’s one of the best. Despite being canceled by the usual suspects for speaking truth to wickedness, he continues to use humor as a weapon against evil and as armor for the good and decent. As a former insider and a man blessed with keen discernment, he knows exactly how to call out the movers and shake-downers of Clown World. Find him on UATV. How to Slay a Wizard is available from Amazon. Within the 185 pages of How to Slay a Wizard, Benjamin packs an abundance of truth. Wizards are ultimately only servants of satan’s lies. But the threat that they represent is immense. Word wizardry convinces otherwise honest, ethical people to do things like modify their DNA based on lies, support wars against people who mean them no harm, live child-free and miserable, limit what they say for fear of offending some nebulous victim or another, and on and on. This is today, just as it has ever been, a legitimate challenge. The modern dominance of the wizards started, as Vox Day once suggested, by breaking the Christian prohibition against blasphemy. The people were told that anything was allowable under the guise of free speech and the like. Yet, no sooner had the wizards vanquished the old safeguards than they instituted new rules of their own. Free speech became hate speech, a concept Benjamin deals with decisively in his book. From page 88: “The word ‘hate speech’ is a wizard term. It means speech the wizard hates, because it threatens his position.” Benjamin uses famous wizards, like Saul Alinsky, to show precisely how a wizard’s mind works. He points out that, like all evildoers, these shifty spell masters can only invert and mock; they cannot create. As such, and I was surprised to see the connection made, instead of formulating their own new formulas, the modern wizards only stole and perverted the tactics from The Art of War by Sun Tzu. (See page 53.) As astounding as much of what Benjamin presents is, it is also very simple, as he explains it. He has quite the gift for communication. And he uses it, on page 178, to expose the “big lie” behind all wizardry: four simple words. And once one sees the lie, how does one then slay the wizard? Benjamin answers that question in only five words on page 129. A good book provides needful information and entertainment. How to Slay a Wizard hits that mark and surpasses it. A great book also allows the reader to become involved in some small way, or it recalls some memory the reader might have forgotten. Your reviewer was drawn in, with laughter, several times in this manner. Who needs to read Benjamin’s excellent book? You. It will be a special service to younger readers who seek a means to identify the controlling works of the word masters and how to halt their effects. These defensive tactics were once a part of the grammar, logic, and rhetoric study lessons available to Western students. Sadly, those civilized exercises have vanished from what now passes for schools in places like America. But much of the deficit can be filled with just one book, How to Slay a Wizard. As such, I highly recommend it. Buy a copy and read it today. Your reviewer gives great thanks to Mr. Benjamin for his time, talent, and dedication in writing it. This piece was published at Perrin Lovett on May 29, 2026.
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 Von Hoffmeister, Constantin, The Fate of White America, Multipolar Press, 2026 (Kindle Ed.) The United States Constitution, as originally ratified by the several American States, expressly stated that the new federal government was ordained and established for the Founding generation and their Posterity. The Founders were exclusively White Europeans, primarily of English descent. The 1828 edition of Noah Webster’s American Dictionary of the English Language defines “Posterity” as: “Descendants; children, children's children, etc. indefinitely; the race that proceeds from a progenitor.” Likewise, “American,” as a title, is defined: “...now applied to the descendants of Europeans born in America.” So it was that the Americans were White Caucasians of European descent, largely of English stock and living in an extension of English culture. Other European races were added to the mix over time, which did complicate cultural matters. Still, until around 1950, White Europeans comprised roughly 90 percent of the U.S. population. Today, however, they account for little over half the population, their total numbers and relative percentage rank are falling, and, as Constantin von Hoffmeister notes, they are in a crisis. Here follows a brief look at Hoffmeister’s new book, The Fate of White America. Constantin von Hoffmeister is a German gentleman and scholar who studied English Literature and Political Science in New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. A multilingual intellectual, he has worked in the United States, India, Uzbekistan, and Russia. The author of Esoteric Trumpism and Multipolarity!, he is also a commentator for Russia Today and the founder and lead editor at Multipolar Press. The Fate of White America is available at Amazon. At the outset of this review, I’d like to thank the author for his keen observations and analysis. I am reminded that an outside perspective, the more learned, the better, sometimes offers glimpses of things all around us that we, in our ordinary doings, might miss. Whites have been in the news, of course, and of late. Perhaps one read Alexander Dugin’s epic jeremiad about “Whites,” a tirade that von Hoffmeister defended, correctly, in your reviewer’s estimation. So, what is the fate of White America? At present, as von Hoffmeister asserts, White Americans are in a crisis. And that is where The Fate of White America kicks off, addressing the situation in real, historical, and philosophical terms. The book begins with a look at Madison Grant’s 1916 book, The Passing of the Great Race. Grant’s good and not-so-good ideas are presented. Long before the postmodern age of radical demographic change, with many still refusing to acknowledge it is happening or that it is of concern, some were already concerned over 100 years ago. Their unease settled around the replacement of the principles that once guided the native stock of America, those regarding not merely ethnic identity, but also, and especially, see page 6, the “religious, political, and social foundations” of the old America. The interest was real and valid; as Jose Miguel recently noted, “By the 1900 US census no more than thirty-eight percent of the American Empire’s population was of the founding stock.” Despite the subject matter, von Hoffmeister’s thoughtful work is not a racialist or racist screed, as I suspect some might want to portray it. He covers the differences between various views on race, and does so very well. Traditional non-White Americans, and others, may find something of value in von Hoffmeister's words. Who will be offended by The Fate of White America? Liberals, of the First Political Theory variety, and globalists. And if they are so offended, then that will be higher praise than anything your reviewer could heap on the worthy author. The Fate of White America then backs up and delineates the emergence of White America. The concept of standardized White people, in place of previous national identities, was a kind of compromise for early Americans. While it gave them a sense of collective identity, it came at the expense of losing parts of their various traditions. The author notes a correlation between this process and the Enlightenment ideas that helped turn the British Colonies into American States. Chapter 3 deals with the concept of the “melting pot,” which, von Hoffmeister notes on page 20, is relatively new, emerging around 1929. He draws on Wyndham Lewis’s thoughts on racial consciousness and how the changes faced by the Western world upset long-standing customs. To wit, page 23:
The reader probably has one or more notions, or examples, of how this process has affected some facet of Western and American life, whether it be Christianity, masculinity, athleticism, or intellectualization. If so, then one will likely wonder, alongside Lewis and von Hoffmeister, if the West can regroup, refocus, and carry on. Therein might lie a large part of the riddle facing White America. Moving forwards, von Hoffmeister addresses America’s place in the new multipolar world order. On page 29, he writes: “Multipolarity does not herald the disappearance of the United States from the stage of history. It signals a transformation in scale, ambition, and orientation.” He is correct, though it is likely speculative whether the U.S. will continue to hold its current shape and composition. And that process, regardless of how America approaches it, is happening at this moment. The Fate of White America is a most timely book. The book carries powerful declarative statements. On page 34, one of them is: “The true threat to mankind lies not in the recognition of racial reality but in the deliberate attempt to ignore it.” The author then proceeds to explain the rights of people, Whites included, and what it does and does not mean for a people asserting their identity. The book does not shy away from attacks on identity. In Chapter 7, “America’s Faustian Spirit,” von Hoffmeister tackles Emmanuel Celler’s lifelong project, the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965. Of that sea change law, on page 46, von Hoffmeister writes and asks: “Over the following decades, the demographic composition of the United States changed at a pace unprecedented in the country’s earlier history. More than sixty years after that legislative turning point, the question arises once again: how do White Americans themselves interpret the identity of the nation?” Pick a random White American and ask him that. The odds are that, regardless of what is said, a sense of confusion or frustration will be conveyed. And the next chapter, “Decline and Civil War,” delves into those sentiments, as stated upfront, analyzing “the internal fragmentation of the United States through a civilizational framework, drawing on [Oswald] Spengler and [Martin] Heidegger to interpret political conflict as a symptom of deeper cultural exhaustion.” Homage is paid to Julius Evola, among others. If one has not read Evola’s “American ‘Civilization,’” then one should. The book proceeds with additional introspective treatment, some of it partly metaphorical, and with a presentation both informative and sublimely entertaining. For Americans blessed with Southern character, Chapter 13, “Spengler and the Confederacy,” will be a legitimate treat. The final few chapters are a kind of examination of the very current happenings in America. Attention is paid to the examples of Charlie Kirk and MAGA, and von Hoffmeister revisits some of his thoughts from Esoteric Trumpism. Chapter 16, “Cimmerian America,” is a bit of genius, a combined ode to Patrick Buchanan and Conan the Barbarian, confronting “the death of the West as both an ending and a threshold.” (See page 110.) “‘Is this the end?’ The answer comes, low and steady: ‘That depends on whether we still remember how to fight.’” Id. The ending is as poetic as the body of the book is insightful. I leave the final thoughts about who might “mistake motion for mastery” to the reader’s examination. If you, dear reader, whether you are White, American, or otherwise, enjoy a challenging ballad to the art of civilization, then do yourself a favor and read The Fate of White America. As with any great book, it will get the gears inside one’s head turning. To the White American reader, know that, though it is conditioned according to God’s designs and graces, fate is still largely in your hands. Constantin von Hoffmeister has given you, us, that is, an excellent summation of where we came from, where we are now, and where we might go tomorrow. *As seen originally at Multipolar Press.
This piece was originally published at Perrin Lovett on May 22, 2026.  Bailey, Father Spyridon, The UFO Deception: An Orthodox Christian Perspective, Solihull, UK: FeedARead, 2021 (Kindle Ed.) Unless your reviewer is mistaken, there is an excitement in the popular culture of the West, bordering on hysteria, over the prospect of a coming disclosure about the existence of UFOs and intelligent alien life. Without hesitation, I suggest that if this happens, then Christians will be urged to renounce their faith. If one has questions about the pomp surrounding this phenomenon and what lurks behind it, then one should know that today’s book has all the answers a Christian needs. Father Spyridon Bailey is a priest in the Russian Orthodox Church in England. In addition to his pastoral duties, he has undertaken a popular public ministry with his YouTube channel and his Simple Path to God Podcast. Blessed with a most sincere and pleasant conversational demeanor and he is also an excellent scholar and writer. He gave a brief interview about his book a few years ago. The UFO Deception is available at Amazon. I would be remiss not to thank the esteemed Jose Miguel for recommending this excellent book. Thank you, sir! Six years ago, at the beginning of the great COVID deception, I predicted that the aliens might be next. Perhaps I was careless in joking about the possible spectacle back then. Humor is good medicine, but it may not be the correct response to evil. And the evil is growing, as seen in recent news articles. And it is everywhere. The Daily Mail just ran a report suggesting potential news about UFOs may create uncertainty about Christian beliefs. Just a few days before that, the Miscellany News hosted an op-ed by a Vassarite, no doubt a conscientious young woman, who believes we must try to contact alien beings. Her belief, which is almost religious in nature, is firm despite her concurrent admission that for all the attention paid by SETI and other listening outfits, there is absolutely no evidence these beings exist. Father Spyridon mentions such futile listening efforts in The UFO Deception. He also goes into great detail recounting the history of UFO speculation from ancient times until the present. His book is extraordinarily detailed and thoughtfully edited. And he points out, on page 8, that concerning his title matter, “with few exceptions, the Orthodox Christian perspective is missing.” In getting to the unchanging position of the Church about various supernatural or mysterious curiosities and the nature of the deception(s) behind UFOs, he covers many historical, scientific, and cultural bases. Father Spyridon observes, on page 218, that there is no conflict between true science and true Christian belief. He makes theological and observational points about the theory of evolution, which is always taken as an iron law by its proponents, that are remarkably similar to the mathematical dismissal of Darwinism found in Vox Day’s Probability Zero and The Frozen Gene. The similarity is refreshing, and it goes a long way towards answering my previous question about the compatibility of Day’s work with existing Orthodox doctrine, as outlined in Father Constantine Bufeev’s The Orthodox Doctrine of Creation and Theory of Evolution. Also refreshing is Father Spyridon’s repeated and well-documented assertions that the CIA and other government agencies, in the West, and especially in the United States, are and have been involved in long-standing efforts to create and control public perception about UFOs. These asservations dovetail nicely with what has already been exposed about the CIA and other intelligence agencies in books like Gekaufte Journalisten by Udo Ulfotte and The Mighty Wurlitzer by Hugh Wilford. Concerning popular culture and how entertainment, particularly science fiction, is used to sway the public, Father Spyridon makes several very interesting points. Chapter Sixteen, “The Spirit of Science Fiction,” is full of gems. One of them, on page 191, one I had never noticed before, is the inverted pentagram behind the robot throne in the 1927 German film Metropolis. Keep that in mind for a moment. He also exposes, as does Russian philosopher Alexander Dugin, that so much of science fiction is intentionally dystopian. And so much of it is aimed at children. The heart of the Orthodox perspective is found in Chapter Seventeen, “The Truth Behind the Deception,” and Chapter Eighteen, Father Spyridon’s Conclusion. Cutting to the chase, the alleged UFOs and aliens are merely demonic manifestations. He notes that while modern people are experiencing historic levels of demonic exertion, they are no longer equipped with the proper Christian knowledge of how to handle it. The fallen angels have updated their appearance and methodology in keeping with modern technological times. But their intentions are the same as ever. Father Spyridon provides a wealth of sources, from the Bible, from the Saints and Patristic Fathers, and from modern thinkers that show the connection between man’s perceived otherworldly visitors and the demonic. Here, I note that when reading a book on Kindle, I usually highlight important portions for later use in reviews; I essentially marked up the entirety of Chapter Seventeen. Ergo, read it all. One part of special interest is on page 212, wherein Father Spyridon discusses Saint Anthony of the Desert and the power that demons have over Christians: they have none whatsoever unless we offer ourselves to them. In his conclusion, Father Spyridon summarily addresses the two tandem deceptions at work in the realm of UFO hype and illusion. The first is the demonic, with satan and his followers trying to deceive mankind. The second is the use made of that deceit by governments, including the one in Washington, D.C., using the phenomenon as cover for various military, technological, and social projects. For my part, I suggest there is probably a strong link between the two duplicities. Just as in Metropolis, in keeping with the original plans drafted by Pierre L’Enfant, Washington hosts a gigantic inverted pentagram around the White House. It is almost a certainty that many, if not most, high officials in the U.S. government, and other Western governments, regularly commune with demons or their earthly emissaries. Regardless, at the end, on page 221, Father Spyridon firmly and wonderfully states that UFOs cannot harm Christians as long as we maintain fidelity to God. “Satan is a liar and we must reject his deception.” Amen. If any of the recent predictions come true, if mankind is ushered into a new alien delusion, and if the attendant revelations follow the patterns established by COVID and other hoaxes, then decent people will be very hard-pressed to fear, give in, give up, and conform to the new unreality. Accordingly, if one has questions or concerns about the late UFO hysteria or if one wants to know more about Orthodox Christianity in general, then one must read The UFO Deception. This piece was published at Perrin Lovett on May 15, 2026.
 I grew up with books. And one day, I started contributing some words of my own. It’s more than what I do, it’s who I am. Somewhere along the way, I was mildly surprised to learn that many other folks don’t share my level of affection for the written word. Eight years ago, I lamented the new American age of post-literacy. Six years ago, I elegized the remodeling of the elite prep school library--huge spaces, few books. Last year, I was amazed at the results of the Bleak House test, which demonstrated that only 5% of American college English majors are fully literate. The study covered two midwestern universities, but it corresponds with what I've seen or read about at Harvard, Columbia, the University of Georgia, Chicago, U.C. San Diego, and other schools. USA Today just ran a piece about the rise of audiobook bookstores. To me, that’s not the same as book bookstores, but in America, we may have to take what we can get. Lately, I’ve read that the trend may have gone international. Writing in the View (translation may be required), Igor Maltsev declared, “We are no longer people of the book.” Upon describing the works he reads, he then asks what his tastes say about him. His answer? “It doesn't matter. [My] children, most likely, will not throw away these books when I die; they are still brought up to respect books. But I won’t risk speaking for my grandchildren. And this, in fact, will happen to everyone. Because that world is over. Forever.” In Russia, the land of Tolstoy, Chekhov, and Dostoevsky! One of his readers wrote in a comment: “The author is right, and it's sad, just as it's sad to be an intelligent dinosaur looking at young, fussy, shallow and dull, carnivorous (and ruminant) small mammals. They get under their feet, fuss a lot, know almost nothing and don’t want to know how, but this is their world.” Harsh? Perhaps. Another commenter quickly reminded the first one that the ways of the young have been bemoaned since ancient Greece. That is true; in the 8th century B.C., Hesiod quipped, “I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today.” Though he died at the temple of Zeus long ago, Greece still exists. Greece has changed, of course, but it and its people are still around. So, by historical comparison, there is hope. Still, we must not let our guard down. If reading is at risk in the American and Russian poles, then we might look to other lands for inspiration. In 2023, I wrote about the little bookstore that refuses to die. Samir Mansour’s store in Gaza has been bombed into rubble again and again by the occupying Zionists. But as of this January, despite constant attacks, despite the murder of his readers and the wrecking of his stock, Mansour endures, books in hand. In 2024, based on an article I read at IRNA, I looked into a little bookstore in Isfahan, Iran. Dr. Mohammad Shahrestani runs one heck of an operation at the Yara Bookhouse, complete with a snack bar and(!) a philosophy school. His problem, as originally addressed in IRNA, is that big-box discounters and supermarkets undercut the pricing structure for independent bookmen. I suppose that is akin to the Russian conundrum of Ozon and Wildberries hawking titles at bargain-basement prices and the American issue of Amazon killing authors’ profits with e-books, among other Amazon issues. But Iranians love books. The Tehran Book Garden, around the corner from the National Library, is the biggest, craziest bookstore I’ve ever heard of. They carry loads of books in many major languages. There, one will find Haruki Murakami’s novels, for example, and they’ve even had him speak in person. A mall of sorts surrounds the bookshelves, with eateries, amusements, and more. And if that’s not enough, they even have a publication office where patrons can print and bind their own books. Between Yankee freedom-and-democracy bombing sprees, this year, Ensaf News ran several stories about books as bulwarks against strife. In one, they noted, “In times of crisis, books are a safe haven to escape from bitter realities and a solution to raise awareness and align national ideas.” Hear! Hear! In another one, a report on what Iranians are reading at the moment, it was revealed that the Trumpanyahu war for Greater “Israel” has Iranians learning about the other side of the conflict: “The voluminous book Iran and America by John Qazvinian, which has several translations and editions in the market, attracts attention. Probably, now that we have entered into a face-to-face war with the United States, many people who are not very educated would like to know what happened.” If only Americans could do something like that. The problems in West Asia stem from economic transitions and outside interference. The issues in Russia are somewhat similar, though they might be more a product of changing tastes in formats, say, from paper to screens. All of it is of concern. And much of it lies behind the American troubles, though those are also products of the decline of the average American IQ and the old American culture. Moving forward, readers and writers may need to adopt new strategies for keeping books in circulation. Technology is available to help us if we can make proper use of it. If you write, then keep writing. If you read, then keep it up. If you like a book, then spread the word. Let’s all adopt Samir Mansour’s attitude that nothing can stop the books. Nothing. This post was published at Perrin Lovett on May 9, 2026.  A random book, Judging Athena by Perrin Lovett from Shotwell Publishing  Sixty-six? Or Seventy-three? How many books are in one’s Bible? Why is there a difference? And does it matter? All of these questions and more are resolved in today’s subject book. As He ascended into Heaven, Jesus did not momentarily pause, poke His head through the clouds, hand down a book, and say, “Here’s your Bible.” While divinely inspired, the Christian Scriptures were assembled by men on earth via the great gift of assistance of the Holy Spirit. They have since been read, rearranged, and debated by the Faithful, a process that continues today. Dr. Aaron Walden has given us a guide that, with high authority and handsome presentation, explains that process. Walden, Dr. Aaron G., The Formation of the Bible: A Defense for the Deuterocanon, Augusta: Northwood Biblical and Canonical Studies, 2026 (with Robert Bowden as Contributing Editor)(Kindle Ed.) Dr. Aaron Walden, D.Min., “a biblical scholar, teacher, and Catholic content creator,” is a man of many talents and one holding true fidelity to Jesus Christ and His Church. Walden possesses extreme scholarly prowess concerning scriptural matters. And he has an uncanny way of presenting his research in a manner both informative and easy to read, a phenomenon on display in the subject work of this review. This new book is, to your reviewer’s knowledge, Walden’s first published tome, though it is not the first of his Biblical writings I have had the privilege to read. (I remember Ruth, Dr. Walden!) The Formation of the Bible is available at Amazon. Robert Bowman is an excellent editor. And in his introductory remarks, he appropriately sums up the principles that make The Formation of the Bible work: “This book on the formation of the Bible may be read with confidence, as its historical treatment, theological reasoning, and overall framing stand comfortably within the Church’s received understanding of Scripture and the canon.” The book is a survey, not an argument. And while it is geared towards Western Christianity, and proceeds primarily from a Western history, it is an accurate representation of the title matter. Therefore, for those interested in why certain editions of the Bible contain books that others do not, it is an indispensable resource. Bowman also did a fine job of assuring clarity and continuity of thought and organizing the book in a way that is authoritative and relatable. Noting the proper placement of the deuterocanonical books into the Bible, in his Preface, Walden is candid about his purpose and intentions: “I wrote this book to serve readers who, like the man I once was, hunger to understand how the Bible came to be yet lacked access to advanced theological libraries or formal academic training. … This book is intended for serious readers of Scripture, both clerical and lay, who seek historical and theological depth presented in plain language.” He then delivers what he promises. There is a tacit assumption at work that the reader is a pre-existing Christian of some denomination, or is a potential convert actively seeking reference guidance. There is no stern push towards one camp or another. That is refreshing in a Christian world where theological or doctrinal pronouncements are too frequently “my way or the highway.” Walden merely presents what came to be, along with the attendant hows concerning the whats. Walden begins with necessary definitions and subtle differentiations. He then proceeds to ground the superseding Christian doctrine on the ancient Hebrew Scriptures as observed before the miraculous fact of Christ’s birth. Next, he walks through the fulfilling words, actions, and ways of Jesus and His Apostles, including the fitting in of the deuterocanon. Then he works into the early patristic life within the Great Church. A key passage comes on page 38, concerning the approach of the early Fathers to the deuterocanonical books:
Walden’s book is also a pristine defense, explicating without preaching, of the mandatory importance of participatory life within the Church, Christ’s Bride. He deftly harnesses history, debate, linguistic analysis, and more in his reasoning and exegesis. Moving through the Christian centuries, he notes various paths walked here and there by Believers. A wonderful subsection, “The Harmony of Faith and Reason,” is found in Chapter 8. I say “wonderful” because Walden does a beautiful job of presenting and reconciling the somewhat divergent but necessarily integral conditions of the logical and trusting approaches to Christian faith and involvement. “Harmony…” sets the stage for Walden’s treatment of the Reformation, centered on the Continental takes of Luther and Calvin. He does a fantastic job of explaining why certain edits were made to Protestant Bibles, as well as providing the Catholic response of 1546 at the Council of Trent. He also artfully links the adherence to the doctrine of Sola Scriptura with the fragmentation of Protestantism. Walden notes, on page 79: “The irony was profound. In seeking to restore the Bible’s authority, the Reformers removed themselves from the very tradition through which the Bible had been transmitted for centuries.” This is somewhat similar to Leonid Savin’s brief examination of Protestantism in Ordo Pluriversalis (2020), though, whereas Savin expands his review into political and economic matters, Walden limits his analysis to the divergent traditions of the various Scriptural doctrinal principles. In his conclusion, Walden speaks, on page 87, to the importance of fidelity to the Scriptures, including the deuterocanonical volumes among them:
The appended materials are a plethora of guiding summations. In them, among other information, the reader will find easy-to-follow canons of the Protestant, Catholic, Orthodox, and even Coptic Christian faiths. Appendix G: “Common Objections to the Catholic Canon and Responses” is worth reading in its own right. The book ends as it begins, with a glossary of definitions and a comprehensive list of citations. Nothing in Walden’s book is a condemnation of any Christian’s particular route to appreciating the Bible. Rather, it is a synthesis, lovingly exhibited in order to foster better and congenial understanding. One day, by the grace and power of God, all fractured Christian sects will be reunited. But we are under a duty while we wait to live, worship, commune, and fathom as best we are able. Aaron Walden has just helped us out in this paramount endeavor. The Formation of the Bible is available in paperback and digital formats. It is a needful and wonderful resource that will benefit any and all Christians, along with anyone else who desires more information about the processes that led to the published editions of the Bible today, whether Protestant, Latin Catholic, or Orthodox. I strongly recommend that the reader add it to his library. This was previously published at Perrin Lovett on April 23, 2026.
 Here we go again! Generation X, elders, young folks, it’s once again time to head back to the glory of the 1980s. Here’s another brief look at Chris Orcutt’s unfolding masterpiece, Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome. Specifically, it’s Episode II: True Blue. To butcher some Whitesnake lyrics, “here [we] go again on [our] own.” But, of course, we’re not alone. Far from it. Thanks to Orcutt, we’ve got some hellaciously good company for this particular tour de force down memory lane! *Orcutt, Chris, Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome, Episode II: True Blue, New York: Have Pen, Will Travel, 2026. If necessary, please read my review of Episode I: Bad Boy. Please also read my interview with the author. Orcutt also gives a mean video interview! And if you’re just tuning in, then please buy a copy of both books (Bad Boy is now available, outright, and True Blue is available for pre-order) and fully acquaint yourself with Chris Orcutt, the author some regard (rightly) as the American Tolstoy and whom I’ve previously called “the best American novelist alive today.” I’ve also proclaimed, based on reading Episode I: Bad Boy, that Orcutt has joined the ranks of the greats—Homer, Ovid, Chaucer, Shakespeare, Pushkin, Gogol, Murakami, et al. With True Blue, he does not disappoint. Your reviewer herein incorporates all points of the Bad Boy review as if each were restated in full. I will now specifically summarize a few of them, updated for True Blue. Bodaciously… still moves like a roller coaster, although this time, there is a lot of snow, so kindly remember a parka and boots. Avery, the sixteen-year-old protagonist and James Bond fan, now acts out his admiration for Ian Fleming’s star character in gripping fashion. Once again, Orcutt’s writing is flawless. Again, my six-by-nine paperback is a marvel of literary engineering. Yet again, a spiritual or philosophical theory presents itself throughout the pages; Avery, as Orcutt put it in our interview, “is groping for meaning spiritually, kind of trying on different spiritual or philosophical hats.” As Orcutt said, this process was not deliberately inserted into the text. As I said, it is something the reader will discover and process on his own. Orcutt says, correctly, that a story is a story, not an argument. Of course, this particular story, like the better ones, comes with good examples and keen reminders—notes to engage the reader’s spirit and intellect. Avery continues to be a stellar ladies’ man, and his relationships, proceeding at a dizzying pace, add multiple aspects of excitement to the reading experience. That experience is further heightened by Orcutt’s deft usage of various historical elements, added via living incorporation, that take True Blue into territory where most novels simply cannot go. The reference footnotes keep rolling, and Orcutt even has one FOR TOLKIEN! (A big deal for your reviewer.) The exploration of human psychology continues, led valiantly by Avery, the alpha. Through all the new twists and turns, the reader, regardless of age or generation, will continue to feel and recall the attendant emotions and notions of youth. Oh, and the quintessence of our glorious 1980s music also continues! Now, without giving too much of the story away, here is a modicum of detail. True Blue presents a series of little reminders about things that have practically vanished from American life. Remember popping the clutch to bypass a dead battery? You will! Well, those over forty or fifty will. Remember high school employment? Avery takes a few interesting jobs, which, in addition to earning him money, further the excellent action and romantic themes of the book. There is a subtle shift, or intensification, in the story, wherein Orcutt expands on the groundwork previously laid out in Bad Boy. The refined, non-dialectical social commentary continues. For instance, Avery’s life and times, his adventures, are set betwixt and between his high school tenure. There is a long, well-woven subplot concerning the highs and lows of American education, particularly how it interferes with life and learning without necessarily adding much substance. In chapter seventeen, around page 313, a capstone is raised, more poignant than anything from, say, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, that highlights the dichotomy. At precisely the right time, Avery kindly states the obvious: “It was amazing how much of school was superfluous.” John Taylor Gatto would have approved. (Note: I’m keeping the citations slightly rough [e.g., “around page…”] just in case any minor formatting adjustment moves anything a page or so.) True Blue dives deeper into family dynamics, in general, and, especially, those concerning the late modern American period as typified by the 1980s. Several families are portrayed, each with its own flavor and characteristic. Without preaching or even trying to scene set, Orcutt exposes the good, the great, the not-so-good, and, frankly, the awful about how we live(d). Some of the material, all of it strikingly realistic and serious, feels a little dark and disturbing—and some of it is. Therein lies part of its literary beauty, as it accurately showcases the way we were, the way many of us have always been, and the way we still are today. There is no need to consult any edition of the APA’s DSM, but one will ponder why we, any of us, sometimes do the things we do, and how we tolerate our own ways and the ways of others. There is nothing in this thread to salvage, esoterically, per se, but Avery does use some of what he discovers as the impetus to right a few wrongs. (If one hasn’t read Bad Boy yet, just know that one will simply love Avery, a legitimate hero and endearing figure.) One of those rightings allows, in my opinion, the best action sequence in the epic so far. I won’t give any of it away. Rather, I ask the reader how far he’d be willing to go to restore the honor of a horribly wronged friend. Avery, one will discover, is willing and able to go into icy hell and back. Previously, Orcutt opined that one of his favorite scenes in Bad Boy was the D.C. hotel pool fight. I concur with him: that scene, a relatively short sequence, was detailed in the extreme and came to life better than most screen performances. The snowy scene I’m thinking about in True Blue is like that, but better, longer, and with far higher stakes. In real life, one of the interests we all share involves the advice we give and receive. Avery and company walk through a sea of advice, some good and some terrible. Generation X and subsequent generations have generally lacked good advice and role models. They’re there if one is lucky. Avery lucks out during a scene in chapter nineteen, around page 348, while he’s working one of his unusual jobs. The scene could have come right out of a Robert Ludlum thriller, by the way. After a brief discussion about the Craig household, one of Avery’s older “coworkers” remarks, “It’s terrible what they’ve done to your generation. … You have to figure out all this stuff by yourselves.” In answer, Avery observes, “We might have to fend for ourselves more, but we’ve also got a lot more freedom, so I figure it evens out.” Roundabout, there follows some of the best relationship advice I’ve seen in the whole compendium, fatherly words young men need to hear more often. One last scene I adored—find it during your reading(!)—saw Avery and a friend enjoying cigars one evening. Specifically, they smoked a few Macanudos. While it was not stated, the preponderance of the leaf suggests the exact models were probably Cafes, then and now ultra-popular smokes. When I read it, I, the man who usually doesn’t annotate fiction, jotted down a quick set of financial speculations: my guess is that back in 1986, the boys would have probably given, at most, two or three dollars for each cigar. Today, the going price is closer to ten to twelve dollars. (Many thanks to our beloved banksters and politi-critters and their mass financialization for the endless inflation!) This particular scene was personal for me because every once in a while, I get to enjoy a cigar or three with a very good friend from high school. Some years ago, he remarked that we should have smoked the occasional cigar while we were in school. It was by then, of course, far too late; however, I heartily agreed with him. So it was that I was very happy to relive the missed experience in fictional form. (To the “cigars are bad,” hand-wringing harpies: put it in your pipes and smoke it.) If it’s possible, I might like this episode 2% better than the initial installment. And as with Bad Boy, I don’t just recommend True Blue, I’m mandating it. Or, allow me to put it like this: on January 20, 1981, in his inaugural address to the nation, President Reagan said, “We have every right to dream heroic dreams. Those who say that we're in a time when there are not heroes, they just don't know where to look.” If you’re still in doubt as to where to find the living remnant of the American Dream, then all you have to do is look in Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome. This post was published at Perrin Lovett on April 1, 2026.
 On orders from Supreme Leader Benjamin Satanyahoo, Yankee marionette Donald “Dumb as a Stump” Trump commenced an idiotic, illegal, and evil war against the Islamic Republic of Iran. The reason is that Iran, a civilized and responsible nation, stands in the way of Greater “Israel,” a proposed Sabbatinic supremacist state stretching from the Nile to Basra and beyond, a national Big House from which to govern the Talmudic World Plantation. The Trump and his gaggle of morons, drunks, fools, witches, sodomites, pedophiles, kabbalists, lunatics, foreigners, usurers, and other trash murdered the honorable Martyr Grand Ayatollah Ali Hosseini Khamenei, leader of Iran, may he rest in peace. The goal of the decapitation strike was to get ordinary Iranians into the streets demanding the overthrow of their government and Shia theocratic civilizational state. That part was a partial success: hours after the murder, seemingly all Iranians were in the streets of all towns and cities protesting. The catch was that they all chanted, “Death to America! Death to Israel!” So much winning. America and “Israel” are now a conjoined entity. Americans, unwittingly, coerced, or otherwise, have now joined Zionist and Pharisaical Jews as the stepchildren of the devil, as the adversaries of all men. So much winning they don’t know what to do. While The Trump Tweeted incessantly and stupidly, Satanyahoo bravely fled to Germany, already having dispatched his troll doll wife to their son’s residence in Miami. Iran commenced a massive counterattack against “Israel,” Yankee military and intel bases across West Asia, and, most interestingly, against various greedy Arab puppet enablers and profiteers. The latter, we’ve learned, for all their vast riches, never thought to procure air defenses. Winning looks a lot like burning luxury high rise apartments and hotels. The war is ongoing as I type. I have few ideas about how it is going or how it will end. And I am sickened by the entire thing. America, “Israel,” and most of the fallen West are now governed by open and avowed satanists who molest, cannibalize, and ritualistically murder children. The free world now refers to this system, mockingly, but accurately, as the Epstein Coalition or Epstein Empire. So. Much. Winning. This Empire, following in the ways of its dark false god, hates God the Father of Jesus Christ, Jesus, the Holy Spirit, and all men. They especially hate children because the young are the purest among us and, thus, spiritually closest to God. This system, as represented by the Epstein Files, which we will never see fully exposed, is directly connected to an endless chain of evil, to the Finders/Satanic Panic of the 1980s, the little skeletons found under Ben Franklin’s London house, the human sacrifices of the Tenochca Empire, the tophets erected along the shores of Gaul by the Phoenicians 28 centuries ago, and to that rabble of degenerates gathered outside Lot’s door and blinded by the Angels. In keeping with the war on children, the Judeo-Yankee attacks also murdered over one hundred little girls at an elementary school in coastal Minab, Iran. May they rest in peace. Here, dear and gentle readers, are a few of the losers to your accursed winning: Don’t like the looks of your work? Too damned bad. The girls didn’t enjoy it either. Repent, heathens! Persia has a three thousand year history. Something tells me it will endure. As will Russia, China, and the rest of the sovereign world. The Evil Empire, for all its murder and destruction, will not. Those in the Greater West, in “Israel,” and, especially, in America, need to come to terms with where they stand. Do any of them really want to face off against Saint Michael and His unconquerable armies? It is time to pick a side. Death to the Epstein Empire! Hostibus semper mortem! Deo vindice!  Day, Vox, The Frozen Gene: The End of Human Evolution, Switzerland: Castalia House, 2026 (Kindle edition). While the term is usually associated with having a high IQ, with perhaps little popular thought given to substantial achievement, a genius is a person who innovatively solves novel problems for the betterment of society. (See chapter seven, "Identifying the Genius,” Charlton, Bruce, and Dutton, Edward, The Genius Famine, London: University of Buckingham Press, 2016.) Vox Day is a genius. There, now it’s in print—all protestations, Day’s included, notwithstanding. Day’s ability to identify and solve problems, especially those overlooked by experts for generations, is on full display in The Frozen Gene. In his new book, Day builds on the mathematical attainment of Probability Zero and breaks new ground. Part of his latest success is the refutation of Motoo Kimura’s neutral theory of molecular evolution. But there is much more, some of it possibly holding profound consequences for mankind. Here follows a cursory look at a few facets from Day’s second major work in demolishing the dogma and quasi-theology of evolution and human genetics. Vox Day is one of the few defenders of Western Civilization who, while others whined and complained, did something to preserve our heritage. Rather, he’s done many things, including writing and editing a slew of books (SJWs Always Lie, Corporate Cancer, A Throne of Bones, Probability Zero, etc.). Your reviewer has read Day with great appreciation since 2001, and his earliest days as a columnist at World Net Daily. He assembled the comprehensive taxonomy of the socio-sexual hierarchy (alpha, sigma, gamma, et al). He is the author of MITTENS, the Mathematical Impossibility of The Theory of Evolution by Natural Selection, an empirical demolition of Darwin’s theory of evolution and a core concept in Probability Zero and The Frozen Gene. A Top 40 recording artist, he slings some mean beats and lyrics. The Frozen Gene is available from Amazon. Like Probability Zero, The Frozen Gene is partly written in the language of mathematics. However, as I told someone, somewhere, the written explanations accompanying the many formulas make for easy reading, even for those not possessed of a “math” brain. An open mind will go far in understanding what might otherwise be intimidating. As for help understanding or reacquainting with various mathematical symbols, please start here. The Frozen Gene is in part an explication of a series of scientific papers published on Zenodo by Day and his valiant assistant, the esteemed Claude Athos. An illustrative preview paper, Generational Extension and the Selective Turnover Coefficient Across Historical Epochs (Day and Athos, 2025), is found here. And by explication, I mean the kind of linguistic elucidation that not only reinforces and clarifies, but also adds a degree of relatability. And even fun. Accordingly, such calculus as “d = T × [∫μ(x) × l(x) × v(x)dx/∫l(x) × v(x)dx]” appears alongside analogies to crowded bar rooms, full parking lots, an Italian tale genetically reminiscent of Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, and the science fiction classic Blade Runner. Day even separates the relative importance of the latter fiction by book and movie. A kind genius. The Frozen Gene kicks off with a Foreword by Steve Keen, one of the foremost economists of our time, perhaps of all time, and a man familiar with mathematics and the correction of misrepresentations. On page 11, he writes:
His acknowledgement and supposition look towards the surprising findings of the book and, in particular, the “scarier” questions raised in chapter fourteen. Scary or not, Day’s ultimate conclusion is straightforward: “We are now living in a frozen gene pool.” Page 16. The sample formula, above, if for “d,” the Selective Turnover Coefficient, the rate at which gene pools turn over based on various components, as explained in chapter four. The rate depends on a number of factors, some of them morbid, like infant deaths, that modern life has largely cured. The curing, in and of itself, is a good thing for humanity. But it has radically slowed the rate of genetic transition. Our Neolithic ancestors had a d value of approximately .53. The rate has slowed over time (Medieval d = .44), especially since the industrial revolution; the current estimated d = .015. This 35-fold reduction in turnover speed means that the current rate is too slow for any positive mutation to occur: “Six hundred and thirty thousand years. For a single beneficial mutation to spread through the modern human population.” Page 159. What does that mean for standard Darwinian evolution? “[T]he evolutionary consequence is that natural selection has been deprived of its raw material.” Page 161. The consequences for mankind of this freezing are startling. “Beneficial mutations cannot spread because there is no selective mortality to favor their carriers. But for the same reason, deleterious mutations cannot be purged.” Id. Day goes on to dismiss concepts like genetic drift, neutral theory, and parallel fixation. In doing so, he shows the “spectacular” failure of Kimura’s theory. He also points out additional Darwinian ridiculousness. For example, if biological imaginings were real, then we should witness the birth of a new, different species every eleven days. Page 286. That, as one might guess, even without a formula, is impossible. In chapter thirteen, Day goes deeper into the ramifications of “d” as applied to human society. What is theoretically supposed to represent complete generational genetic turnover is confounded by the fact that human generations overlap, sometimes by factors of four (i.e., four generations in a family alive at the same time). It was also in chapter thirteen that Day relayed a humorous (or sad) tale of ironic rejection. Day and his AI wingman, Claude Athos, submitted several of the aforementioned papers to various scientific journals. One of the rejection letters chastised Day for not respecting the vaunted credentials of other scientists, many of them surely sinecure automatons, while simultaneously rejecting poor Claude for being an automaton. In other contexts, one assumes these gatekeepers are the same sort who laud technological developments like AI, but who evidently do not like their positive real-world usage. But who, really, knows about such people? That anecdote leads to chapter fourteen and some remarkable speculation about where humans are heading in the future. Stuck without new positive development, but also unable to purge detrimental traits, “[t]he frozen gene pool is not merely frozen. It may be failing.” Page 379. If so, then we may be entering into, or we may already be centuries into, a period of genetic degradation. High-minded (and illogical) biologists and their globalist allies promised us a shiny future with man as a kind of god. We may, in fact, be destined for something that looks more like the movie Idiocracy. “The failing gene hypothesis is not reassuring.” Page 388 (the “actuary in Davos” story). But it is just that, a hypothesis, speculation, not an iron law of destiny. All of Day’s findings and conjectures will give the thinking some things to consider. They will give the innumerate more to fret over. As for the implications of gene failure, your reviewer has, of course, little in the way of concrete solutions. Pick one’s recourse, if one will: the apophatic faith all is in God’s hands, the dialectic equivalent, or a combined mixture. In any event, and by any approach, it is better to know where we stand at present. Thanks to Day’s calculations, we do. Genius begets a little comfort. As with Probability Zero, your reviewer highly recommends The Frozen Gene. Rarely will one come across a duo of texts that correct such a terrible deception. Day’s work, while it is mathematical in nature, should be of the utmost interest to Christians and other believers seeking to refute the anti-God and anti-man propositions of (post)modernity. As Day states, on page 437: “For more than a century, the theory of evolution by natural selection has been wielded as a weapon against religious belief, against the idea that humans are special, against any notion that our existence has meaning or purpose beyond the blind churning of differential reproduction.” Day has given us copious ammunition with which to return fire. Accordingly, and as a side note, I suggest an inspection of sorts for those whose Russian skills exceed my “street signs and menus” level. How might Day’s books bolster the existing Christian efforts to counter Darwinism? Specifically, how could a proper mathematical refutation build upon the work of, say, Bufeev, Fr. Constantine, The Orthodox Doctrine of Creation and Theory of Evolution, Moscow: Russian Education Center of Saint Basil the Great, 2014 (English translation slowly forthcoming)? If our genes are frozen, then our options are not. *Many thanks to Vox Day for writing The Frozen Gene and for graciously allowing me to use the foregoing quotes and cover image. This piece was posted at Perrin Lovett on February 11, 2026.
Vox Day is one of the few defenders of Western Civilization who, while others whined and complained, did something to preserve our heritage. Rather, he’s done many things, including writing and editing a slew of books (SJWs Always Lie, Corporate Cancer, A Throne of Bones, etc.). Your reviewer has read Day, with great appreciation, since 2001 and his earliest days as a columnist at World Net Daily. He assembled the comprehensive taxonomy of the socio-sexual hierarchy (alpha, sigma, gamma, et al). He is the author of MITTENS, the Mathematical Impossibility of The Theory of Evolution by Natural Selection, an empirical demolition of Darwin’s theory of evolution and a core concept in Probability Zero. A Top 40 recording artist, he slings some mean beats and lyrics. Probability Zero is available from Amazon. If the universe has a language, then its name is probably “math.” Heat rises unless it’s confined to a weightless vacuum. Men act rationally until they don’t. But two plus two always equals four. Math is beautiful and unforgiving. It is the driving force behind Probability Zero. The attendant mathematics absolutely obliterates the random propositions of evolution by natural selection. Professor Frank Tipler (Ph.D., Tulane) notes, on page 6, “Probability Zero represents the most rigorous mathematical challenge to Neo-Darwinian theory ever published.” It is certainly that, though it is, amazingly, more. If it ever occurred to me, then it occurred rather loosely that evolution is or was just another plank in the misleading, inverted structure of the Enlightenment. Day’s Introduction is a fast summary of the failings of the Enlightenment, a series of supposedly glorious and progressive theories that, when applied in reality, deliver only ruination. The ultimate aim of the Enlightenment, akin to what Professor Alexander Dugin calls the first political theory, (macro) Liberalism, is to whittle away every facet of society, reducing everything down to the individual. Once separated from all that once defined his existence, the individual is then deprived of himself. The role of Darwinian evolution is to subtly deny the hand of God and, thereby, the existence of God. The Almighty is replaced with a shroud of smoke, high and scientific-sounding, but bereft of any substantiation—love and awe superseded by hollow falsehood. While his argument touches briefly on religion (Christian, Islamic, etc.), Day maintains focus on the theories, words, and examples posited by evolutionists and faux light bringers themselves. He explains the pattern by which all of these dark fairy tales have been exposed over time, coming to rest upon Darwin’s theory, deeming it perhaps the most important of all similar concepts. Applying the pattern, again via a mathematical approach, Day systematically dismantles Darwin. And rather than taking it easy, Day builds a series of “Steel Men” arguments, allowing the broadest discretion in favor of the evolutionists, to make his demolition unassailable. A mathematical dissent against random evolution has existed since at least 1966, although until recently, it lacked the necessary observational proofs. Day completes the puzzle. He begins with basic definitions and proceeds to explore and counter each and every proposition the selectionists have come up with (parallel fixation, etc.). Using the pre-existing argument that humans and chimpanzees had, at one time, a common ancestor, and using all available parameters, Day asks, on page 23, “...given the total number of generations available and the observed rates at which mutations spread throughout populations, is there enough time for 20 million mutations to have reached fixation in the human lineage?” The answer is a resounding “no.” Evolutionary biologists should have reached the same conclusion, except that, as Day notes, they evidently do not understand basic math and statistical analysis. And as the biologists put it, they don’t even use experimental data in their experiments; scientists do not practice science. If they did, then they would find, in accordance with MITTENS, that the number of (human from chimps) generations, divided by the required number of generations per mutation, reveals a total number of fixed mutations several orders of magnitude insufficient to support their theory. Kindly running the math for the biologists, Day discovered that the odds against evolution by natural selection are ten raised to the (negative) one hundred seventy-second-millionth power. That staggering number, a statistical absolute zero, is what Day terms a “Darwillion,” a factor 1.72 million times larger than the already astronomical Googol. A common ancestor being thus explained by natural selection is, as Day puts it, page 103, “beyond impossible.” Day goes much further, proving, among many other things, that in addition to being impossible, at least one of the biologist’s pet conceptions, “drift,” is self-disproving; drift, rather than beneficially mutating a species, would, if true, exterminate the species. (Failure to math might have dire consequences!) Day then proposes the theory of Intelligent Genetic Manipulation (IGM) (Dr. Tipler labels the new hypothesis the “Gray Day Theory,” after Day and botanist Asa Gray (1810-1888)). As random, undirected natural selection is impossible, any and all detectable genetic modifications must be caused by a directed, programmed plan. IGM does not identify the manipulator, nor does it have to in order to supersede Darwin’s fancies and trickery. From page 212: “The fingerprints of manipulation, which consist of genetic changes that could not have fixed naturally in the available time, look the same regardless of whose fingers happen to have made them.” Day finds this principle consistent with Aristotle’s notion of the Unmoved Mover and Saint Thomas Aquinas’s First Cause of theism. Day has given himself plenty of room to build upon his new theory, and evidently, he is hard at work doing just that. Atheists and Enlightenment mongers will, of course, deny that such intelligence is or was possible. They just won’t hang their objections on any concrete proofs or workable formulas. Regardless of one’s mathematical abilities—assuming one is not a biologist—please read the book in order to fully understand its devastating, yet straightforward proofs. (Your reviewer’s experience is limited to a “B+” in college calculus, and even I found the going easy and even thrilling.) If one seeks material with which to refute what one’s children are (mis)taught in their schools, even their Christian schools (some of them), then read the book. If one enjoys making a righteous mockery of profane travesty, then please read the book. Probability Zero is the scientific innovation of the year, and possibly, of the century. The probability that it will be useful is infinite. *Many thanks to Vox Day for writing Probability Zero and for graciously allowing me to use the foregoing quotes and cover image.  Happy 2026, dear and intrepid readers. I drafted this one before Trump decided to prop up the Petrodollar via Venezuela. Or whatever he’s doing. After contemplating some analysis, I’ve decided against it. Rather, this special column merely represents my official proclamation of what has already essentially come to pass. Per Ecclesiastes 3:1, “All things have their season, and in their times all things pass under heaven.” Twenty-four years ago, I launched the first of my editorial columns. While my scheduling consistency has been, at times, lacking, I’m calling it a quarter century of word slinging. Ever posting away at my blog, I’ve written in and for a large number of publications and forums, including Reckonin’ and Geopolitika. I’m most grateful to everyone who regularly reads my words, and I hope I have contributed something valuable every once in a while. Of course, lately, over the past six months or so, the publication basis of those words has become somewhat irregular. What was once a column a week has dwindled to every other week, once a month, or whenever I can get to it. There’s also the matter of some things I write not being that popular or conventional, a condition that sometimes limits syndication. I’ve read and watched over the past decade-plus as a few of my columnar heroes have reached the same conclusion that I have. Here, I’m thinking about Vox Day, Patrick Buchanan, Andrei Raevsky, and Fred Reed, all imitable writers and thinkers. Each man had his own reason(s) for ending the weekly love note posting. One of them, Day, continues to write, though in a more select and purposeful manner. And that is what I have decided is best for me. I’m also taking a page from the imperial Yankee playbook and declaring, just like the title says, victory! Mission accomplished. Et cetera. I hereby announce my immediate retirement from regular column writing. I’ve kept waiting and wondering, and I’ve decided the timing is right. Think of it as dialing this habit back a bit. Quite a bit, I suppose. Like those who have come and gone before me, I find that I am aging as we are prone to do. And as Reed put it, no one really changes one’s mind based on what some pontificator writes. Whether the subject is (geo)political, economic, cultural, or something else, I now find that my interests and efforts are better served through other forms of communication. I still regularly post news articles, with or without short commentary, on my Telegram channel. Join me there if you’d like to see which current events I find interesting. In the future, I still intend to submit occasional book reviews, topical essays, and short stories. But the bulk of my attention shall be devoted to writing books, in particular, novels. Here’s a little preview of what the coming months and years may hold. Before too long, Tom Ironsides will ride again in AURELIUS, a hard-charging action novella. Then, scheduling considered, I think the next one will be another romance; I have a finished first draft which, of course, is simmering before publication. It is a modern Southern love story, and it includes a book within a book, one that should excite all. About eight more novels and short story collections are under development. I also have the seed ideas for one or more nonfiction books. All in due time, my friends. All good things must come to an end. Or, rather, in cases like mine, good things must evolve into better things. Thank you, dear readers, for being a large part of the fun thus far. And I invite you to join me as the stories continue! Signing off for the time being, and only for the time being, affectionately and sincerely, I remain, Yours truly, Perrin Lovett January 2026 Deo vindice! |
