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Six victorious generals, including the son of Athens’ greatest statesman, Pericles, made their way to the dais of ancient Athens’ public Assembly over 2,400 years ago. (more…)
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Six victorious generals, including the son of Athens’ greatest statesman, Pericles, made their way to the dais of ancient Athens’ public Assembly over 2,400 years ago. (more…)
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“They Came Back Not Quite the Same”: Forest Stairs to Nowhere
A few years ago an anonymous Reddit user who claimed to be a United States Forest Ranger (henceforth Mr. Reddit) began to post stories about rescuing travelers in the parks of North America. As European men and women, we revel in tales of enchanted forests, Mirkwoods, and lonely dark paths through canopies taller than giants and trunks older than memory. They sing to our blood! The following are interesting twists to this genre. (more…)
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I’ve recently become bogged down in several areas — working, writing, etc. — and only my continued inspiration from Napoleon the Great and the Counter-Currents community has kept up my spirits. No self-pity or fishing for sympathy here; these moods happen to us all, and in due course pass into other, better seasons of life. As I was lying awake thinking about things that crowd the brain during the least crowded hours of the night, my mind’s eye summoned an imaginary staircase. (more…)
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Stefan George’s Dead Poets Society
The chapters about Stefan George (1868-1933) and those of his inner circle are the most interesting and even-handed of the book. Unlike Nietzsche, George was not primarily a philosopher, but a poet. His verse, however, was deeply influenced by French symbolism, as well as Nietzsche’s muscular ideas that emphasized will, vigor, and a profound dislike of both bourgeois conservatism and egalitarian progressivism. Höfele claims that “the native idiom” of George’s poetry doesn’t translate well. (more…)
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Andreas Höfele
No Hamlets: German Shakespeare from Nietzsche to Carl Schmitt
Oxford, UK: Oxford University Press, 2016
The hardest book reviews to write are those that deal with material that I have enjoyed, but cannot recommend. This is the case for Andreas Höfele’s No Hamlets: German Shakespeare from Nietzsche to Carl Schmitt. Höfele teaches English literature at Munich University, and he has written other books and articles on Elizabethan and Victorian stagecraft, as well as six novels. (more…)
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III. Deserts Take Few Prisoners
“. . . we saw the break-up of the enemy . . . [they escaped] into what they thought was empty land beyond. However, in the empty land was Auda[1]; and in that night of his last battle the old man killed and lulled, plundered and captured, till dawn showed him the end. (more…)
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II. Deserts Create Monsters and Messiahs
“The Bedouin could not look for God within him: he was too sure that he was within God. He could not conceive anything which was or was not God, Who alone was great . . . He was the most familiar of their words.” — Thomas Edward [T. E.] Lawrence, Seven Pillars of Wisdom (more…)
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Deserts are the strangest places on Earth.
I spent my undergraduate years at an isolated college town that sat on the fringes of a vast, interior desert. To the northwest, the great Rocky Mountains began their ascent; directly west lay No Man’s Land, but the Sun’s; to the south, the flats gradually lifted into ancient atolls, red gorges, and rock. As a native woodland creature, this dryland seemed to me like another planet. (more…)
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VI. Famous Last Words: Oriental Crimes and Punishments
I’ve warned against too much Orientalism, but at this point the Arabian Nights are as much Western as they are Eastern classics. Furthermore, like all tricky tellers-of-tales and spinners of yarns, I reserve the right to contradict myself on occasion. The untangling of knots I’ll leave to the scientists, philosophers, and Alexanders, if they can. (more…)
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II. To Winter Wonderlands
The road through the Almond and Raisin Gate led Nutcracker and Marie to Rock Candy Mountain and the Christmas Woods, Bon-Bonville, Marzipan Castle, and Jamburg. Upon crossing Lemonade River, six monkeys in red vests began “playing the most beautiful Turkish military music,” while they walked “farther and farther on multicolored tiles, which, however, were nothing but nicely filled lozenges.” (more…)
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Like many of us this past season, I have had to endure far too many repetitions of the same 11 ”holiday” songs that fail to capture the essence of the season: the contemplative, dirge-y, or haunted side of winter, paired with the tasteful emotional warmth and childlike joy of Christmas. (more…)