On “The Night my Father Shot the Werewolf”

http://www.declanfinn.com/2020/01/the-night-my-father-shot-werewolf-by.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=facebook When a boy is nine, his Dad is the most important person in his life, and he should be able to look to Dad to defeat the monsters that hunt in the dark.  Sean Grady always knew his Dad would do whatever it took to keep the family safe:  this is Sean’s story. Thanks… Continue reading On “The Night my Father Shot the Werewolf”

Men of Worth are interested. — Adam Piggott

, the act itself of creating, that mankind most truly echoes the Imago Dei.

Still thinking about catechesis and spiritual growth — The Pocket Scroll

Information is not enough.

Received vs. Reconstructed

Beyond the Alpha-Beta-Gammas, Part 1: Dalrock and the Aristotelian Mean

In which the manosphere and GQ are both wrong.

On Sacrificing Children to Educational Abstractions

There are two heathen altars in American cities on which ordinary citizens sacrifice their children on a regular basis, and it's unclear which has done the most evil, overall.  I'll let others decide which is Molech and which, Chemosh, but the first, most obvious idolatry takes the form of Planned Parenthood's so-called "clinics" and other… Continue reading On Sacrificing Children to Educational Abstractions

The Insidious Brick-Works of American Education

Joseph Moore examines how we came to be Bricks in the Wall.

Sourcing Villainy for your Villains (The Problem of Evil)

"One of the most important things that an author should know in order to write good and even great stories, readers and future writers, is that evil in fact exists."

Two Proposals: Courtesy of TWHHAK (Things We Have Heard And Known)

It isn't politically correct, but if true, these proposals will be validated for all male and female human characters, respectively, and resonate with the disproportionately human Reading Public.

H/T to Cane Caldo.

Teach a Child — According To Hoyt

Re-posted from the inimitable Sarah A. Hoyt: During the weekend, while doing my normal weekly cleaning (usually a running affair lasting 4 hours and starting at around 9 am, involving dusting, vacuuming and making wet-areas (kitchen and bathrooms) sanitary, yes a little easier now that I’ve been keeping things more … organized) I listened to… Continue reading Teach a Child — According To Hoyt

Yer Storybook-Folks Git Religion, and how to Do It Right.

G. Scott Huggins on writing "real" religion in imaginary worlds.

We’re Failing Our Children: repost from Sarah Hoyt’s blog.

And by “we” I mean writers and parents and teachers, and anyone who is supposed to give them an idea of how the world works. By “children” I mean those of us who were children in the last 50, maybe the last 70 years, and although the problem is most prevalent in America, it has […]… Continue reading We’re Failing Our Children: repost from Sarah Hoyt’s blog.

After Nine Lives.

A cat dies and is ushered before the Throne of God. “Nice pad, mate!” says the cat, “I think I’ll stick around! ..."

The Headship Game: Game On!

Neither I nor Dalrock mean to imply either that biblical headship is "a game" or that it consists of the self-appointed-stud-bull attitude marketed as being "Alpha" or having what its marketers call "Game" (capital G).  They are in fact mutually incompatible, but are far nearer in form-- and this is Dalrock's point-- than either is to the culturally-popular emasculated gamma-male role that is too often mistaken for "being a Good Christian Husband."

Night-Time is Always the Worst: Ch 5

Jonas had never been so far up in all his life. The sidewalks he was used to had no railings because it was only twenty centimetres to the street, not hectametres. He walked more carefully, one hand against the reassuring wall. The air was clearer up here, and the early morning light was almost blue after thousands of yellow and grey-green mornings below. He looked again at the address as a tungsten-yellow Phœnix Valkyrie roared past, freely sharing bullets with the DPD at close range. Jonas pulled his coat around himself, thanked the OneTrueGod for a day out of the factory, and prayed for Clara's safety.