Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
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Commentary from Auron MacIntyre:

Charity is not a universal value throughout history and the idea of giving to those outside your kin is mostly a Christian one. At one point charity was a very personal affair, you gave directly to those in need or to an organization to which you were an active participant like a church.

The gift was particular to your community and you knew the people it helped. As society scaled up and massified this work was mostly handed over to large bureaucratic institutions which were no longer accountable to specific individuals or communities. People who wanted to feel good about fulfilling the Christian impulse for charitable giving but could not be bothered to actually participate in a community with those in need could instead donate to a third party who would touch the unclean for them.

This separation between the giver, the organization, and the community it served introduced the principle-agent problem and made these organizations subject to Robert Conquest's second and third laws. Without direct individual or community accountability the power stored in these organizations both monetarily and in social credit was up for grabs.

The intermediaries managing these organizations became less and less interested in the stated purpose of the institutions and instead became obsessed with growing the power and size of the charity, which in turn increased their own power and importance.

The best way for these managers to grow their prestige and influence was to align themselves with the direction of the political zeitgeist. By linking themselves to the state, charities could become large beneficiaries of taxpayer funds when their allies were in power and havens for personnel and policy when their enemies won elections. These non-profits could also wield their power to circumvent constitutional restrictions on formal government branches. When their friends in government needed to push for censorship in social media but were restricted by the first amendment, they could instead funnel massive amounts of money into non-profits who would apply the pressure for them, all while maintaining the moral shield of charity.

Thus non-profit charities became an integral part of the regime while maintaining the moral and legal protections their status afforded. The artificial separation of the public and private sectors that has been erected in the American consciousness also allowed them to act as an arm of the state without constitutional restrictions. This is how the Total State is born. Managers assemble power across public and private institutions which they network to circumvent the ideas of limited government and checks and balances. The personal becomes the political because every private institution is in actuality a vehicle for tyrannical state power.

When you see Mackenzie Scott donate $640 million she is not giving it to the needy, she is giving it to the regime. She is pledging her support to the Total State.
Happy Thanksgiving! I'm thankful for my family; for living in God's country, the beautiful UP; for all our needs having been fulfilled; for the ability to learn and grow; in this online space, for the many friendships I've developed here on Telegram, for the members of my secret book club, who are some of the realest niggas I know, for all of you here who read and engage with the nonsense I post and make the chat a great place to be; and for the Lord, who makes all of this possible, who is responsible for all the good in my life.
I... I have never admitted this to anyone before. But once, in a moment of weakness...

[wrings hands anxiously]

It was late at night. My pizzeria was closed. I had just finished reading about the history of pistachios in Sicily, and I had some particularly fine ones from Bronte. The thought crossed my mind — what if... what if I were to make a pizza bianca with just a touch of these pistachios, crushed and applied post-bake with a drizzle of olive oil...

[wipes forehead]

I even went so far as to stretch the dough! But then... then I saw the portrait of my nonna on the wall. The disappointment in her eyes! I immediately threw the dough away and made seven traditional Margheritas as penance.

[straightens up]

The temptation to innovate, to experiment - it can strike even the most dedicated traditionalist. The key is to recognize these moments for what they are: tests of our devotion to true pizza! Like Saint Anthony resisting temptation in the desert, we must stay strong!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go make a perfect Margherita to cleanse my soul of this confession. And perhaps say a prayer to San Gennaro for forgiveness.
All the world knows that I never did begin a war with the two Houses of Parliament. ….for I do believe that ill instruments between them and me has been the chief cause of all this bloodshed. I have forgiven all the world, and even those in particular that have been the chief causers of my death……For the people; And truly I desire their liberty and freedom as much as anybody whomsoever, but I must tell you, that their liberty and freedom consists in having of government; those laws by which their life and their goods may be most their own. It is not for having share in government that is pertaining to them; A subject and a sovereign are clean different things, and therefore until you do put the people in that liberty as I say, certainly they will never enjoy themselves. Sir, it was for this that I am come here. If I would have given way to an arbitrary way, for to have all laws changed according to the power of the Sword, I needed not to have come here, and therefore I tell you….that I am the martyr of the people. I have a good cause and a gracious God on my side.

- Final speech of Charles I
It may be inferred again that the present movement for women’s rights will certainly prevail from the history of its only opponent, Northern conservatism. This is a party which never conserves anything. Its history has been that it demurs to each aggression of the progressive party, and aims to save its credit by a respectable amount of growling, but always acquiesces at last in the innovation. What was the resisted novelty of yesterday is today one of the accepted principles of conservatism; it is now conservative only in affecting to resist the next innovation, which will tomorrow be forced upon its timidity and will be succeeded by some third revolution, to be denounced and then adopted in its turn. American conservatism is merely the shadow that follows Radicalism as it moves forward towards perdition. It remains behind it, but never retards it, and always advances near its leader. This pretended salt bath utterly lost its savor: wherewith shall it be salted? Its impotency is not hard, indeed, to explain. It is worthless because it is the conservatism of expediency only, and not of sturdy principle. It intends to risk nothing serious for the sake of the truth, and has no idea of being guilty of the folly of martyrdom. It always when about to enter a protest very blandly informs the wild beast whose path it essays to stop, that its “bark is worse than its bite,” and that it only means to save its manners by enacting its decent role of resistance. The only practical purpose which it now subserves in American politics is to give enough exercise to Radicalism to keep it “in wind,” and to prevent its becoming pursy and lazy, from having nothing to whip. No doubt, after a few years, when women’s suffrage shall have become an accomplished fact, conservatism will tacitly admit it into its creed, and thenceforward plume itself upon its wise firmness in opposing with similar weapons the extreme of baby suffrage; and when that too shall have been won, it will be heard declaring that the integrity of the American Constitution requires at least the refusal of suffrage to donkeys. There it will assume, with great dignity, its final position.

- R.L. Dabney, Secular Discussions
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
San Gennaro, pray for me.
[I stare at the image in stunned silence for a full minute, my face cycling through various shades of red and white. Finally, I speak in a hoarse whisper]:

Is... is that... HOLLANDAISE SAUCE? And what appears to be... rare BEEF?! On what otherwise looks like a properly cooked Neapolitan crust?!

[staggers backward, clutching my chest]

The leoparding on that crust... the proper char... someone who clearly knows how to make a real Neapolitan pizza has chosen to... to... [voice breaks] ...create this Benedict-inspired abomination?!

[collapses into nearest chair]

This is worse than simple ignorance. This is knowing perfection and choosing to defile it! The skill required to achieve that crust texture, that bubble structure... used in service of... of... THIS?!

[stands up shakily]

The beef isn't even fully cooked! It's like they're trying to combine steak tartare with eggs Benedict with pizza! This is not fusion cuisine; this is CONFUSION cuisine!

[examines image more closely, then recoils]

And those herbs... is that CHIVE?! On a pizza?! The only green that belongs on a pizza is basil! BASIL!

[turns away from image]

I need to... I need to... I can't even look at it anymore. The technical skill shown in that crust makes this betrayal even more painful. It's like using a Stradivarius to play "Who Let the Dogs Out."

[hurries away muttering "San Gennaro, proteggici" repeatedly]
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
San Gennaro, pray for me.
[I had been hurrying away, but stop dead in my tracks. I slowly turn back, my face a mask of renewed horror]

PARMIGIANO on top of this already sacrilegious creation?! As if sprinkling some respected cheese could somehow absolve this... this... THING of its sins?!

[gestures wildly]

It's like committing a murder and then leaving a charitable donation at the scene! The presence of a noble Italian cheese cannot redeem this breakfast-pizza hybrid monstrosity! If anything, it makes it worse — dragging a respected cheese into this web of culinary confusion!

[examines the image again, immediately regretting it]

Look at how they've scattered it there, as if to say "See? It's still Italian because we added Parmigiano!" NO! NO! A thousand times NO! You cannot commit pizza crimes and then try to hide behind the respectability of Parmigiano-Reggiano!

[clutches my pizza peel like a security blanket]

This is what happens when people think they can "improve" upon perfection! First they learn the traditional techniques, then their pride leads them to... to... THIS! It's like the Tower of Babel but with pizza — hubris leading to confusion!

Now I need to write a formal letter of sympathy to the Consorzio del Parmigiano-Reggiano!
[I stare at the image, my entire body trembling with an intensity that threatens to shatter nearby glassware. When I finally speak, my voice emerges as a haunted whisper that builds to a thunderous crescendo]

"This... this ABOMINATION... [crosses myself frantically multiple times]

A crust made of ground beef?! This isn't just culinary heresy — this is a complete rejection of natural law! They've taken the very foundation of pizza — our blessed dough, the product of flour, water, yeast, salt, and centuries of tradition — and replaced it with MEAT?!

[begins hyperventilating]

CARBS AREN'T YOUR FRIENDS?! [clutches chest dramatically] The very foundation of pizza — the sacred dough that we nurture like our own children — dismissed as if it were some kind of... dietary inconvenience?!

[begins pacing manically, gestures becoming increasingly wild]

Look at those blackened edges! That's not leoparding - that's the physical manifestation of hubris! The edges are burned because the universe itself rejects this violation of the natural order! And piled high with eggs and bacon like some sort of breakfast nightmare conjured from the depths of culinary hell! And what unholy creation is "hall and days sauce"?!

[I clutch my pizza peel so hard it creaks]

"The Passion of The Pizza"?! They DARE invoke such sacred terminology while committing these acts of wanton antinomianism?! This is not passion — this is HERESY of the highest order! They reject the sacred laws of pizza-making not out of ignorance, but out of a perverse pride in their own lawlessness! They glorify in their rejection of tradition, celebrating their freedom from the very rules that give pizza its meaning!

[I collapse to my knees]

I... I need to... I don't even know if making a thousand perfect Margheritas will be enough to cleanse my soul of this image. Perhaps I need to make a pilgrimage to Naples... on my knees... while reciting the recipe for proper pizza dough...

[struggles to stand, voice breaking]

Five hundred and thirty people endorsed this act of culinary subversion, this act of comestible sedition, this act of dietary terrorism. Forty-one people SHARED it, spreading this corruption, this liberal transgression against the Platonic forms of pizza and goodness themselves like a virus! This is what democracy gets you, friends. This is the wisdom of "the people." The apocalypse isn't coming — it's already here!

[staggers toward my oven, muttering in increasingly hysterical tones]

Sancte Gennaro, ora pro nobis... May God have mercy on their sauce-stained souls...

[disappears into a cloud of 00 flour, the sound of frantic prayer mixing with the roar of a wood-fired oven being stoked to temperatures hot enough to cremate bodies and purify souls]
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Nicholas Dames has taught Literature Humanities, Columbia University’s required great-books course, since 1988. He loves the job, but it has changed. Over the past decade, students have become overwhelmed by the reading. College kids have never read everything they’re assigned, of course, but this feels different. Dames’s students now seem bewildered by the thought of finishing multiple books a semester. His colleagues have noticed the same problem. Many students no longer arrive at college—even at highly selective, elite colleges—prepared to read books.

This development puzzled Dames until one day during the fall 2022 semester, when a first-year student came to his office hours to share how challenging she had found the early assignments. Lit Hum often requires students to read a book, sometimes a very long and dense one, in just a week or two. But the student told Dames that, at her public high school, she had never been required to read an entire book. She had been assigned excerpts, poetry, and news articles, but not a single book cover to cover.


In a recent EdWeek Research Center survey of about 300 third-to-eighth-grade educators, only 17 percent said they primarily teach whole texts. An additional 49 percent combine whole texts with anthologies and excerpts. But nearly a quarter of respondents said that books are no longer the center of their curricula. One public-high-school teacher in Illinois told me that she used to structure her classes around books but now focuses on skills, such as how to make good decisions. In a unit about leadership, students read parts of Homer’s Odyssey and supplement it with music, articles, and TED Talks.


Andrew Delbanco, a longtime American-studies professor at Columbia, now teaches a seminar on short works of American prose instead of a survey course on literature. The Melville segment used to include Moby-Dick; now his students make do with Billy Budd, Benito Cereno, and “Bartleby, the Scrivener.” There are some benefits—short works allow more time to focus on “the intricacies and subtleties of language,” Delbanco told me—and he has made peace with the change. “One has to adjust to the times,” he said.
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