Our Oppressive Moment
The Harper’s letter is a declaration intended to resist the poisonous atmosphere suffocating those who don’t enjoy our platforms and profiles.
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The Harper’s letter is a declaration intended to resist the poisonous atmosphere suffocating those who don’t enjoy our platforms and profiles.
What, exactly, had I said that was so dangerous as to lead Democrats to engage in character assassination and undermine liberal democratic norms? Nothing I hadn’t already said last January when I testified before Congress about climate change and energy.
Much of today’s madness results from the failure to impart that lesson, a failure in which those ostensible repositories of enlightenment (the nation’s institutions of higher learning), obstinately committed to inflaming self-pity and self-importance, are indisputably and indefensibly complicit.
The lines spoken by the white men on stage were excerpted from responses to her Times article.
One possibility is that morality is dependent on local circumstances and facts about social order and organization.
The Congo has a way of putting first-world prophecies of climate apocalypse into perspective.
Over the last 20 years there has been a massive increase in awareness of Indigenous issues in Canada.
And this neo-totalitarianism has learned from the past: It has its inquisitions, its auto-da-fes, its purges and cultural revolutions, reeducation and self-criticism sessions, and above all the ostracization and ultimate erasure of dissidents.
Using “female” instead of “woman” is clearly an attempt to avoid circularity. The problem is that “female” is not something you can identify as.
By relentlessly expanding the concept of intolerance, prevalence-induced concept change ensures none of us can ever be good enough—if we pass one test of tolerance, we are sure to fail the next.
The novelists, librarians, and booksellers circling the wagons to shut women up have been insisting for years that they are motivated by nothing but love and tolerance.
We need to have a discussion about racism—including a discussion about what that word means.
Their goals are not reformist, they are revolutionary—they seek conflict not peace, and they have given scant thought about what they wish to build from the rubble of what they destroy.
Anthropology taught me how to spot this instinct. Gender-critical feminists taught me how to stand up to it.
Wæver has dedicated his career to the idea that some of the most consequential forms of political activity and statecraft should be viewed through the lens of unspoken societal power hierarchies.