The Same Place

Is that the place of complete domination of all cultural institutions, the judiciary, academia, the corporate world, and the media?

Because OK, these terms are acceptable. If conservatives can end up in a place where we can gather in large groups and hold events without fearing that our speakers will be murdered, I’m happy to end up in that place.

Yesterday, AAUP published a tweet saying that conservatives have no place in academia because we are all fascists. I’d like to end up in a place where that’s not a normal thing for an association of university professors to say. People on the right keep pretending that leftism suffered some huge cultural defeat as a result of its mistakes but I’m still waiting for even a smidgen of evidence.

The Nature That Won’t Heal

Nature is healing but Nature isn’t.

It’s October of 3025 but Nature Review Psychology has lost all touch with human psychology and isn’t noticing that this particular fad has faded away.

Grandma Lora

Update: Russians murdered Grandma Lora and her goats. They chased her down the street with drones and left her lying in a pool of blood next to her animals. I won’t post the pictures but they can be easily found online.

Human safari by Russians is daily reality in Ukraine. Once again, please observe how none of this is mentioned by the people who wailed to the skies about a Russian soldier hunted by a Ukrainian drone. Be vigilant about your sources and avoid slop and manipulative propaganda.

Vacation Pics

I took this from the top of the Faro de Moncloa:

What is Faro de Moncloa? It’s this:

OK, I promise no more vacation pics. I know everybody hates them.

I have another trip coming up, this time to Milwaukee. I will use it to resign from my position on the executive board of my association. That will feel good. Besides, Milwaukee has got to be nice, right? Cheeses and all.

I also have good news to communicate:

The Algorithm of Desire

Oh, poor innocent child. It doesn’t work like that at all. Not the teensy wee bit.

The suggestions are all good.  I recommend following them. But desire can’t be subjected to an algorithm. Good girls get dumped for bad girls all the time.

Spain’s Life Expectancy

Everybody says that Spain’s life expectancy is higher than that of the US. The explanation is usually the food, and yes, the food is of a much higher quality. But there is another factor.

I’m walking everywhere in Spain. From the campus of the Complutense, I walked to the Almudena Cathedral. From there, I’ll walk back to Tetuán. Those who know Madrid will confirm that this is a fair amount of walking. Everywhere I go, I see elderly people walking. And I mean very elderly. Alone, in pairs, in groups. I’ve never in my life seen so many very old people walking. Many walk very slowly or use canes. But they walk outside. Fresh air, exercise, direct sunshine, new impressions. You need to stay sharp to avoid other pedestrians and traffic. This has got to have an effect on health and mental acuity.

But yes, the victuals are high quality. Here’s the traditional hake in green sauce.

The vegetable on top is some sort of squash. Low in carbs, light, delicious.

I don’t like Spanish cuisine and prefer that they serve fish that has been fussed with as little as possible.

The Dream of a Neoliberal Woman

The dream of a neoliberal woman is not to work. And not to get married or have children. The dream is to stay in bed all day, scrolling social media and ordering food from Doordash. There are several bestselling novels in Spain right now that express the deep hatred of neoliberal subjects towards work.

It’s funny how this plays out. Work, in the sense of a stable, reliable source of income, is retreating. And people are enacting the perennial game of every jilted lover who says, “well, I didn’t like you that much anyway.” They convince themselves that it’s their choice (that magical neoliberal word), that it’s better this way. It feels empowering (another neoliberal term). It feels like you are in control.

Weird and Disturbing

I wouldn’t be able to be around such a guy for more than two hours.

These are not his kids, mind you. And she’s not his wife. His job is a firefighter. Her job is writing on Substack.

She posts it as a flex but it’s creepy and bizarre. I feel boxed in even just reading about it. It’s good that she posts a lot because this feels like a lead up to “a local woman missing” story.

I don’t do this kind of minute caretaking even for my 9-year-old. She fills her water bottle and packs her lunch. With my help most of the time but we are moving towards independence.

Weird and disturbing.

Behind the Times

I was reading the right-wing historian María Elvira Roca Barea, and everything was going so well, the book was very satisfyingly right-wingy, when all of a sudden she went on a “libs are the real racists” tangent that I hoped had been relinquished by conservatives a long time ago.

Roca Barea is upset by the idea that Spain is behind, and after harping on about it for 500 pages, she goes and shows that yes, it’s very behind.

Disappointing.

The End of Mass Culture

It was really great to be at a book presentation at a real bookstore, with real books, a real writer, and real people. Matt Walsh says that soon we’ll be consuming AI-produced content tailored individually for each of us. Lonely people will stare at kitty videos, reels, jokes, and music clips created by a machine for the audience of one.

Walsh is right. Many people already spend quite a bit of time on fake “bunny saves toddler” videos that an algorithm feeds to them having analyzed their preferences and concluded that the bunny-toddler pairing will keep them watching. Soon they will accept that everything they consume is AI slop.

There will always be a minority of those who’ll reject the fake entertainment and go to bookstores for real books and to the symphony for real music. But mass culture, mass entertainment, which for all their flaws at least brought people together, will fade into completely solitary, ego-enhancing, strictly individual experiences.