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The Moral Vision

When men once turn to brutes, the trifle of men’s wit that remains in them adds tenfold to their brutality. – – Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne The mad-dog liberals have given themselves over to Satan. They are the academics, … Continue reading

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Hell on Earth

Lear. My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, … Continue reading

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