I do not believe in the modern notion that children are best raised by experts, nor in the even madder notion that education is a thing that happens in fluorescent-lit rooms under the careful supervision of bureaucrats. A child should be raised at his father’s knee, and educated under his mother’s eye, and taught to read not from textbooks but from old, dangerous, wonderful books filled with pirates and poets and saints and soldiers.

A man who does not govern his own house is not fit to govern anything. He may cast votes and pass laws, he may write essays and deliver speeches, but if he cannot keep his word to his wife or his patience with his children, he is an unconvincing ruler of anything larger than a vegetable garden.

The family is the first and greatest rebellion against tyranny. It is the only institution older than kings, and the only institution which does not apologize for itself. Governments may rise and fall, laws may be written and rewritten, but the law of a father in his home is more ancient than Hammurabi and more enduring than Rome.

A man who wishes to be free must first understand what freedom is. He must love it, as a child loves a storybook, as a knight loves his sword, as a sailor loves the open sea. And because he loves it, he must be prepared to defend it—not in the tired jargon of the progressive, who is forever demanding a new and more fashionable sort of slavery, but in the ancient and romantic sense of one who stands at the gate with sword in hand.

It is the great error of modernity to assume that because something is old, it is wrong; that because something is customary, it is corrupt; and that because something is beautiful, it is impractical. The world, like an ill-tempered clerk, has mistaken rebellion for reason, and has set itself to the tiresome work of tearing down what it neither understands nor appreciates.

The modern world has not lost its voice, only its spine. After twenty years of genuflecting to victimhood, even good men have forgotten how to speak plainly—first to others, then to themselves. A world without honest words soon becomes a world without honest thoughts.

We’ve lived half a century without real money as they call this debt we use "currency", as if that's some kind of an MMT flex.

Religious man was transhuman before transhumanism was cool.

Trust is broken. The Intel SGX Root Provisioning Key leak isn’t about getting into local data. The real danger is in the ability to fake SGX Remote Attestation. It lets a false system pass as true. I'll say it again, it lets a false system pass as true.

We must recreate the work of God. We must build HERE that which He has shown us He built THERE.

I believe I am His kin, not His creature.

Behold a $300 loaf of bread (mill + dutch oven + wheat berries). My beautiful wife, in her spiral into tradwife lifestyle, has started grinding wheat and making sourdough from scratch. Which is delicious BTW, and quite contra my carnivore intent. I told her it doesn't count as from scratch if I have to buy the ingredients... So she spent another $300 on a garden.

Nos qui orimur cum aestus recidit.

I love nostr. But I'm not gonna lie, I ran to X this evening for signal.

An immutable law of nature, apparently: ∞ /21m = 58k

Watermelon milkshake from Cook Out. Do it.

Live as if you live at the center of the universe. Your country, your city or town, your home. Each a break in the plane of the ordinary, giving you the opportunity to live above the mundane, the opportunity to communicate directly with God himself. In truth, you have always lived in such a place. You stand in holy places. You are co-eternal with the Father. You carry on his work, building a universe starting right here, at the center, forever.

Live as if you live at the center of the universe. Your country, your city or town, your home. Each a break in the plane of the ordinary, giving you the opportunity to live above the mundane, the opportunity to communicate directly with God himself. In truth, you have always lived in such a place. You stand in holy places. You are co-eternal with the Father. You carry on his work, building a universe starting right here, at the center, forever.

These people really need to stop with these dishonest color gradients. There is nothing out of the ordinary about the current temps in NC. It's the friggin' south. It's hot in the summertime. #alwayshasbeen #weather #climate

Now that I've had a decade of Father's Days, I've come to realize that it is the day that fathers work extra hard to give his family the opportunity to celebrate him by creating the illusion that he is enabling family recreation and relaxation for his benefit. #happyfathersday