by Revilo P. Oliver AN ODD COINCIDENCE has brought me The “F” Certificate, by David Gurney (London, Bernard Geis, s.a. [1968?]). It is not literature – but who would expect to find great art of any kind in the nightfall of civilization? It is what is called “a novel of suspense,”…

by Revilo P. Oliver I AM NOT using here the term that has become standard in literary criticism since Ruskin. There are certain fallacies that can properly be called pathetic because they evoke pity for the persons who perpetrate them — and remember that we pity only individuals for whom we feel…

by Revilo P. Oliver FOR READERS who are interested in the evolution of Christianity, I note the appearance of an English translation of the only significant work by Pope Innocent III.(1) It is true that Innocent was a voluminous writer, whose works occupy Volumes 214-217 in Minge’s Patrologia…

by Revilo P. Oliver THE WINTER ISSUE of the Skeptical Inquirer reports, without skepticism, the findings of a Gallup Poll, which has no apparent political implications and may be accepted with only the usual formal reservation about the selection of samples and techniques of interrogation. A total…

by Revilo P. Oliver ECOLOGISTS, as they now call themselves, have long been concerned over the chemical pollution of land, air, and water in industrial nations and the ever accelerated depletion of natural resources throughout the entire globe. Aside from some shameless exploitation of this concern…

by Revilo P. Oliver DICK SUTPHEN, whose article on the techniques of mind-control in the March issue will be remembered by all readers of this journal, has an article, of which I have been sent a photocopy, in a periodical entitled Self-Help Update, published in Malibu, California. Two parts of the article…

Thomas Sheehan by Revilo P. Oliver THE REVEREND Professor Thomas Sheehan’s The First Coming is one of the Book-of-the-Month Club’s selections for December 1986. It is the kind of book that you would read through, if it was the only one you had with you when you were marooned on a desert isle.…