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M-Disc for Data Archiving

I’m wanting to archive some right-wing books in .txt format, cartoons, and music. M-Disc looks like the most reliable choice, and I figured I’d share it here.

I doubt claims that M-Discs are significantly more resistant to physical damage (including from regular use), but they will resist time better than currently available alternatives. An implied M-Disc life of centuries Vs. 2 to 5 years for regular CDs/DVDs. This is because M-Disc’s data layer is physically carved in “rock-like materials” as opposed to the standard, short-lived dye.

M-Discs also cost much more per disc, and the only DVD-burners currently capable of writing on them are made by LG. M-Discs aren’t rewritable, so any errors are permanent, requiring a new disc to correct. I probably will not use many discs, but this is again the best long-term storage option I’m aware of.

M-Disc mentions competitors (likely optical discs using a similar technology) claiming 300-year shelf lives, but no brands are listed. Internet searches bring up nothing.

Derek Turner’s Sea Changes

What Was Once A Nation: John Derbyshire On Derek Turner’s Sea Changes

John Derbyshire, August 1, 2012

Englishman Derek Turner is the editor of Quarterly Review, a transatlantic paleocon magazine with excellent articles on culture, history, and politics, and some contributor overlap with U.S. outlets like Chronicles, Taki’s Magazine, and, yes,

Sea Changes is Derek’s first book. It is a work of fiction—a novel, written as a straightforward narrative in the third person. Its claim on the attention of readers is that it is a story about illegal immigration into Britain, and about contemporary attitudes to questions of nation, race, and liberty.

At the center of the story is a young Iraqi man, Ibraham Nassouf, born around 1979. Though drawn sympathetically, and obviously a decent sort, Ibraham is undistinguished and ill-educated, an observant but unreflecting Muslim—an Everyman, a traditional novelist’s lay figure.

At age 12, Ibraham lost his father to one of Saddam’s purges. After two decades of struggling to support his mother and sisters in Iraq, through the 2003 U.S. invasion and the years of turmoil that followed, Ibraham decides to head for England. Having no contacts in that country and no claim on a British visa, he must contrive to get smuggled in, after having first somehow traversed all the intervening countries.

Ibraham’s odyssey across the Middle East and Europe forms a separate narrative thread for the first two-thirds of the novel, alternating with chapters set among English people in England. The two threads meet when Ibraham makes landfall on England’s east coast. The concluding nine chapters of the novel deal with our hero’s reception and settlement.

While Ibraham’s adventures are described with realism and sensitivity, at its heart Sea Changes is a commentary on the ethnomasochism and corroded sense of national identity in today’s England—and, by extension, in the West at large.

Most of the people we meet in the book are metropolitan media types, vain and shallow, their heads filled with the vapid cant of multiculturalism. They are contrasted with the very un-metropolitan Dan Gowt, a countryman of old English stock, farming on the east coast near Ibrahim’s eventual landfall.

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Want to be in a Graphic Novel About the Alamo?

A friend of this website sent the following e-mail. Sounds like fun if you’ve got the cash to spare. I wonder if “Hey, did you know I’m in a graphic novel?” would impress the chicks? :-)

My friend Travis asked me to promote his historical graphic novel, so here it is. One can be in it if they help him by making a pledge. I figured I would make an appearance and pledged enough to get drawn as a hero.

Insanity as the New Norm: A Review of Tito Perdue’s The Node

In the world of the near future Tito Perdue creates in The Node, there is much the reader will recognize, but little that makes sense. And that’s the point.

The environment is wrecked. Sulfide clouds darken the skies. Older people recall a time when one could find water “free of anti-depressants.” There is a powerful government, but no stability, no social order, and the economy, what’s left of it, is perpetually on the brink of collapse. The Node vividly illustrates the seeming paradox of totalitarian anarchy.

In the territory once known as America, the population has grouped itself into warring ethnic and religious conclaves. Booby-trapped cars, corpses left hanging from cell phone towers, and gang attacks have become commonplace. One group, however, is steadily losing power and property, thanks to the government’s diversity initiatives, and that’s white people, now known as Cauks.

The story begins when the unnamed main character – referred to as “our boy,” “our man,” and, tellingly, “our pilgrim” – can no longer obtain propane for heat. He leaves his farm and sets out for the ruined city, where he hopes to find a sanctuary.

“Our man” offers much to the Cauk commune he joins, including books, a .357 with 200 rounds, and real money – 204 yuan. He proves himself to be such a valuable asset to the group that he is entrusted to take some fellow members out into the country to establish another compound for Cauks, with the ultimate and audacious goal of reclaiming enough territory to establish a resurgent Cauk nation.

The Node is an absurdist novel about an absurd world, where the illogical and fantastic have become ho-hum, and political correctness is the unquestioned standard of the good. Peering through a telescope one night, the protagonist spies a newly-discovered heavenly body named “MLK,” a name it shares with almost all new construction. Perdue displays a wicked sense of humor that lashes modern-day culture. I laughed out loud at a nightmarish cityscape where street whores attract clients by dressing “like high school girls.” Consumerism rules in this world. At one point, “our boy” is acknowledged as a worthy leader because he owns the latest model “escrubilator,” an electronic Swiss army knife which is the most prized of possessions in Perdue’s world.

The central question Perdue poses is blunt and disturbing: Can people reclaim their heritage when they’ve swallowed whole the belief system of those who seek to destroy them? One running gag is how everyone agrees that diversity benefits the economy, though diversity is the law of the land, and the economy is a disaster. When someone suggests going to “Alabama,” the response is, “All those racists?” And no one, including “our boy,” thinks stealing is wrong.

Has “our boy” undertaken a hopeless mission? Is it futile to imagine that a degraded people can rise again?

The author does not provide neat answers to these questions. However, he does affirm that certain standards once existed, that there were once men who lived and fought by a code that could not – and would not – coexist with the world described in The Node:

“This modern age! It prefers the feminine virtues, the easy ones, the ones that can be exercised while sitting on a sofa in a darkened room – compassion, diversity, tolerance, empathy. But us, we aspire to the hard virtues, the ones that hurt – courage, integrity, stamina, and will.”

Men fail, civilizations fade, but Perdue, as in earlier novels, sees heroic virtue enduring through time — despite human folly. The Node may be dystopian, but, like its author, is defiantly optimistic.

The Obama Books Authorship Question: A Casualty of Conspiracy Phobia

One of the reasons that I keep harping on the long form birth certificate issue, despite not technically being a birther, is because I think anti-conspiracy theory hysteria inhibits rational debate even more than default conspiracy theorizing. The tendency to automatically search out and embrace conspiratorial explanations undoubtedly distorts rational debate, but it is the habit of a few. A few that aren’t going anywhere any time soon and who inhabit disproportionately the political “fringe” of both sides, but a few nonetheless. The reason why I believe conspiracy phobia distorts the debate more than conspiracy theorizing is that it is more broadly embraced, particularly by the elites, the media, and the establishment.

A case in point is the debate about the authorship of Obama’s two books, especially the first one, Dreams from My Father. Looked at dispassionately and objectively, the suggestion that Obama didn’t really write Dreams isn’t even a conspiracy theory. It would require no broad complicity. It is simply a rather mundane allegation of fraud and dishonesty. (By a politician? No way!) Obama would hardly be the first politician to have a book ghostwritten, and he will hardly be the last.

But anti-birther hysteria has made any questioning of Obama’s murky background and accomplishments off limits in “polite society” because it automatically gets lumped in with “birtherism,” which is a political hot potato that no one wants to touch. (In addition to the fact that Obama’s race will automatically be attributed as a motive to anyone who raises the question.) So the legitimate and interesting question of the authorship of Obama’s books remains unaddressed by the Mainstream Media due to it falling within the “penumbra” of birtherism. (I don’t have a link at this time, so this is from memory, but I recall the authorship question coming up at a press conferences, and it was dismissed by the President’s spokesman out of hand with some sleazy reference to birtherism. I’ll look for the link.)*

Check out this recent interview at Front Page Mag with Jack Cashill who has addressed the authorship issue more thoroughly than anyone else as far as I am aware. Also check out the new book Cashill wrote on the subject.

So why does the authorship question matter? Like I said above, the allegation that a politician didn’t actually write his book is hardly earth shaking. The reason it matters is because much of the early buzz around Obama before he was elected was that he was some sort of literary genius based on the admittedly well-written Dreams? Well this supposed credential goes away if he didn’t really write it. Also, he made a point to specifically say he wrote it (see the Cashill interview) likely because it is routinely assumed that politicians often don’t. So if he didn’t write it, he blatantly lied. Also, he made a concerted effort in the campaign to distance himself from Bill Ayers, the alleged ghostwriter. If Ayers is in fact his ghostwriter, then Obama blatantly lied about the extent of his relationship with Ayers.

As an aside, Cashill essentially confirms my conspiracy phobia thesis. He says:

FP: How did the media respond?

Cashill: With a shrug.  This did not surprise me.  Real knowledge might just have undermined their commitment to a philosophy so evasive — “Yes, we can?” — they themselves would be at a loss to describe it.  That much I got.  What I did not get was why the “respectable” conservative media were mimicking the turtle-like defenses of their mainstream peers.  I was not asking them to buy my thesis sight unseen but to kick the tires and take it for a test drive. (emphasis mine)

I get it Dr. Cashill. It’s called conspiracy phobia and the intellectual paralyzing and curiosity dampening effect it has on too many timid minds.

*On further investigation, I was thinking about the Social Security Number issue. There are so many mysteries about Obama I can’t keep them all straight.

Forgotten History: The Real Tobacco Wars

It is an all-too-familiar plot: Government-sanctioned big-business vs. farmers. With the price of dark-leaf tobacco spiraling downward, debt-plagued planters of Kentucky’s “Black Patch” region grew increasingly desperate during the early 1900’s. The gigantic American Tobacco Company had achieved unchallenged control over the market, and planters were stuck selling at whatever price the tobacco trust dictated.

Here, though, the story deviates from the script, for the farmers refused to roll over and die…

As Ye Have Sown…

I Don’t Believe In Atheists

by Chris Hedges

Free Press, 224 pp., $28.99

I Don’t Believe In Atheists is an effort by Chris Hedges to expand his longstanding criticism of the pro-war, pro-imperial Religious Right into a criticism of fundamentalism per se, to include the pro-war fundamentalists of the militant-atheist movement. On the plus side, the former New York Times journalist directs a strong critique toward the cult of progress, noting that our supposedly-liberating mass-culture has actually exacerbated “the insatiable demands of an all-consuming self,” leaving people “cut off, engulfed in the fruitless search to find an unachievable happiness in the things they accumulate, the experiences and products they are sold, or the careers they have built.”

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Recent submissions by various writers

Some recent submission from various writers to Conservative Heritage Times:

Frosty Wooldridge writes about how unlimited immigration has caused education problems.

Chuck Baldwin recommends some good books for reading.

Doug Newman writes about the failures of government education.

And Frederick Meekins offers this submission on how religious-left evangelicals will help Barack Obama:

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Southern Literature from 1579-1895: a Comprehensive Review

Southern Literature from 1579-1895: a Comprehensive Review with Copious Extracts and Criticisms

By Louise Manly

I’ve been reading along in this book recently and might comment on some parts later, in the hope of sparking interest and stoking a discussion. However some of you might already be interested in Southern literature, and so I post the above link. Enjoy.

The NeoCon Lexicon

Here is the inception of the NeoCon Lexicon. If you can think of any additions or corrections, please post them below, or email them to: editors[at]


The Amen Corner: The neocon’s “useful idiots,” naive Christians unknowingly committing self-destruction by backing the neocon secularist/globalist agenda.

Blood and soil: The basis of traditional patriotism, practiced by Zionist neocons, but forbidden to Christians of Anglo/European descent.

Allan Bloom: Jewish homosexual, hostile towards Christianity, died of AIDS, and author of Closing of the American Mind, which reads like “a civics textbook designed for New Deal Democrats” (Gottfried).

Neocon Calendar: Always set to 1939, where “if drastic action is not taken on X, then a second Holocaust is just around the corner.”

FDR: Hero to neocons. Soft socialism mixed with perpetual foreign war is a fine wine to the neocon pallet.

Abe Foxman: A Leftist fellow traveler, hater of Christianity, checks the right flank for the neocon by attacking real conservatives, so the neocon can further secularize and globalize the West.

Free trade: The neocon method of destroying Western economies – while making a fast buck too!

Genophilia: Instinctive attachment to family and tribe, practiced by Zionist neocons, forbidden to Christians of Anglo/European descent. Continue reading

Is There a War Brewing in Paleo-land?

Wow. Check this out.

E. Michael Jones is the editor of Culture Wars. He is a very partisan Catholic and focuses a lot on the “Jewish question.” He might or might not consider himself a paleo, but he is at least in that orbit. He made a speech, apparently focused heavily on the “Jewish question,” at the conference honoring the late Sam Francis and his book Shots Fired. Apparently Taki, Paul Gottfried, and Peter Brimelow took exception to his speech.

I am not sure exactly what the issue is, but I will explore further.

Homo Americanus

Homo Americanus
By Tomislav Sunic

This important new book, Homo Americanus, provides a well-informed and brilliant examination of the American national character. The author, a former US professor and former Croatian diplomat, reviews the country’s founding myths and its legacy of Calvinist Puritanism, boundless economic progress, and self- choseness, and their role in shaping the messianic impulse in US domestic and foreign policy. In modern America, contends Dr. Tomislav Sunic, notions of “democracy,” “multiculturalism, “ “political correctness” and hyper-individualistic “freedom” now threaten the country’s European heritage, and the cultural-ethnic heritage of all peoples. With a foreword by Prof. Kevin MacDonald.