WASHINGTON’S MONUMENTS, museums and government buildings had changed but little since the Cottrell’s last visit decades ago. The avenues ran as straight and wide as ever and the Smithsonian and National Gallery remained treasure troves. But Norm and Nan Cottrell, two ferociously…

The pathetic self-hate of the old American elite started early, as this 1980 satire makes clear. by Cholly Bilderberger BOOK-IN-SEARCH-OF-AN-AUTHOR (AND A PUBLISHER): Scion of a leading family somewhere on the Eastern Seaboard, Bannister Trumbull is troubled through his years at Groton and Harvard…

Excerpt from a novel by David Sims “FIRST LIGHT,” said Brenda Lynn Jones, realizing at once that she had materialized from nothing a moment ago. Briefly, she felt homesick for a world that she had never seen and never would see. Instead, she saw the frame of a dataship around her, and, where…

An excerpt from a novel by David Sims by David Sims WE WERE RECLINING in lawn chairs on the artificial beach at the verge of one of Splash’s raft-continents. Brenda was taking a break from developing the habitation infrastructure of the all-ocean planet. We were going sailing in a little while…

MOUNTAIN VIEW, CA—In a darkened room labeled “101” deep within Google’s Mountain View headquarters, an outed non-leftist White male employee was forced to say there are more than two genders after a long period of torture. The man was tortured for hours, arguing the objective reality of two genders,…

Wherein Homeless Jack teaches us even more about the sacred teachings of Arman by H. Millard YOU CAN believe anything you want, man, and you never have to prove or justify your beliefs to anyone else. You can keep your beliefs to yourself or you can share them with others. That’s your call. Belief…

A chapter from a novel by David Sims by David Sims “IN OTHER news tonight, the police investigation into the beating of some youths has revealed that their assailant was an 11-year-old Brookstone student named Brendalyn Jones. Yes, apparently a little girl beat five members of the Krack gang…

by Lord Dunsany “SEEING,” they said, “that old-time Pan is dead, let us now make a tomb for him and a monument, that the dreadful worship of long ago may be remembered and avoided by all.” So said the people of the enlightened lands. And they built a white and mighty tomb of marble. Slowly it rose under the…

The greatest work of Arman — his specific laws to guide our lives by H. Millard HERE’S SOME stuff that I’ve put together from Arman’s Teachings, man. God wants White people to survive and expand and to be the new kind of human. We have been selected to bring God’s love,…

by Michael Walsh THE ACCOUNTS DEPARTMENT trainee was blissfully unaware of the consternation spreading like a bush fire through the newsroom. If Toby heard the expressions of indignation he paid no attention. Angry and confused, the previous night’s date had promised faithfully to call him but…