Author Archive for Nicola Karras

Ten pages down, ten to go.

La Contre-Révolution ne sera pas une révolution contraire, mais le contraire de la Révolution.” — Maistre.

From the end of my “political autobiography” (for class):

More than anything else, I am concerned with how we think about things, and what that means to us in terms of living both virtuous and fulfilling lives. I’ve long since stopped caring about labels: call me a conservative, a libertarian, a reactionary — just don’t call me late for the counterrevolution.

Now to finish write the other two papers due tomorrow. (Note to my mother: just kidding!)

Coincidence? I think not!

Intellectual history is in large part the geneaology of ideas. We try to understand the backdrop, the implicit assumptions, the unconscious past meanings that present use still carries. Sometimes it’s fun to do it to yourself.

Over at LadyBlog, through children’s books, I try.

Apocalypse Soonish?

Capitalism and socialism fought a war, and socialism won.

Last night, halfway through a thoroughly depressing conversation about Fannie, Freddie, and Merrill, I looked over at my friend the anarchist: “When this all goes to hell, can I hole up with you in Idaho?”

So that’s the plan. If — when — there’s a run on the banks, when the Treasury has to start printing cash so the FDIC can bail them out, when the bottom falls out of the world, we’re heading west. There are farms out there, and generators. Guns to keep off looters.

It’s a little bit Galt’s Gulch, a little bit Reign of Fire. It’s also thoroughly ridiculous, and after ten minutes of planning we looked around and started laughing. It’s hard to imagine that kind of a world, and we all felt silly for doing it. Every generation has thought the world was going to end. Most of them were wrong.

I might want to invest in gold anyway.

Oh my God, really?

Andrew Sullivan nukes the fridge:

Here [Palin] is last year:

“I’m not a doom and gloom environmentalist like Al Gore blaming the changes in our climate on human activity.”

Here she is this morning:

“I believe that man’s activities certainly can be contributing to the issue of global warming, climate change.”

Was she lying then or lying now?

Option #3: She changed her mind. It happens sometimes. Thank God.

Shiksa Countries Are for Practice

I was going to blog about yesterday’s YPU debate with John Mearsheimer, but Philip Weiss has done it for me. He gives a great impression of the debate (and the peculiarity of the Union as an institution), and he gets us right.

Read the whole thing.

Before it got going Will Wilson and his friend Nicola Karras of the Party of the Right came over to introduce themselves. Wilson is burly and looks like a wildhaired Irish orator. He wore a 1776 tie and had read my work in the American Conservative. Nicola was smaller, quieter, hair pulled back. Will was to be one of the speakers. I thought, Maybe she is Will’s acolyte.

Don’t give him any ideas…

It’s four o’clock: do you know where your reality is?

The LHC has been switched on, and the universe does not appear to have been destroyed. (Check here for periodic updates.) Our subjective experience of existence continues. However, this doesn’t prove anything: we have no way of knowing that this universe is the same one we started in. The LHC may have weakened the barriers between parallel universes, transporting us from one to the next without warning.

So how can you tell? We at Iqra’i, with our extensive scientific experience, are here to help, with 10 Ways To Tell If You’ve Been Transported To An Alternate Universe.

  1. Do previously clean-shaven acquaintances suddenly sport goatees? (Caution: some may have grown goatees since the last time you saw them. Consult a calendar.)
  2. Has the international situation changed significantly? This may be as obvious as a newspaper article about the USSR, but watch for subtler clues: a reference to Austria-Hungary, Mercia, or the Republic of Vermont may also indicate a shift in universe. (A reference to the Republic of Alaska may not.)
  3. Are you surrounded by the ravaged hulks of once-proud buildings? You may have been transported to a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by cyberpunk bandits.
  4. Are you greeted by a significant other you never knew you had? (Caution: consider how much you drank last night.)
  5. Have you sprouted a three-foot-long beard? Be aware that this may be related to Rip Van Winkle Syndrome. Check for signs of morning breath, American independence, and ninepins-related sports injuries before proceeding. If female, get your hormone levels checked.
  6. Do strangers defer to you in unexpected ways? If so, you may have been sent to the parallel reality where you are king. Make yourself at home.
  7. Has technology changed significantly? For instance, do you see flying cars or horse-drawn carriages? (Note to John McCain: Google doesn’t count.)
  8. Do nationally prominent figures suddenly occupy radically different roles? Is Maureen Dowd co-hosting a talk-show with Oprah?
  9. Have your country’s politics shifted? For instance, is there an oppressive government no one seems to mind? Alternately, is there an oppressive government people do seem to mind?
  10. Is there a Large Hadron Collider?

If you experience some or all of these symptoms, consult your nearest quantum mechanic.

Shameless Other-Promotion

  • The Yale Political Union makes news beyond the Yale Mafia. (Best line from Phil Weiss: “So…do any lefties smoke?”)
  • Roommate/co-blogger Dara reveals the reason for her absence: a piece on Gawker over at Culture11.

As for me, I have a few posts kicking around in my head: last night’s debate, Social Security, the drinking age. Any preferences on order, O Two Regular Readers?

EDIT: Oh, or DRM. I’m mad about DRM.

Had I but world enough…

While I run around getting ready for other things, check these out:

I’ll have the primordial soup, please.

Creeping Christianism, Batman! Joe Biden claims to believe that life begins at conception (NYT).

What utter nonsense. Everyone knows that life begins in the Precambrian.

Let’s dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago.

I am so over Andrew Sullivan. His incessant Palin rants remind me of nothing so much as the crazed Obama COLB people. Conspiracy theories can be great fun, but like their close cousins, they’re pretty terrible ways of making electoral decisions.

Of course, that’s what happens in a democracy (see also: here). Populism wins out every time in a numbers game. The only way out is to have a real elite that commands real respect, because it speaks to real people.

Bobby Kennedy quoted Aeschylus from memory, but the truly remarkable part of his speech was that people responded. Here were admittedly unoriginal ideas, but they were framed in the language of a cultural elite, and they still worked. There were no riots in Indianapolis. It wasn’t just his Boston Brahmin accent or his clothes that marked him out: he was talking about Aeschylus, whose name many of my Yale classmates wouldn’t recognized. It wasn’t a prepared speech. It wasn’t a calculated ploy. It was just the way he thought and talked — and it worked, because erudition was respectable.

We don’t have that natural, intellectual elite any more. We sneak it in from time to time: when Obama gave his Call to Renewal keynote, he used Kierkegaard’s Fear and Trembling. He didn’t say so, and indeed he couldn’t have — forget about Honest Tea and arugula rocket, just imagine the pundits’ response to name-dropping a Danish existentialist!

On one of his wild oscillations, Sullivan swings close to this:

The good is a society where genuine talent and expertise and education are valued, and regarded as virtues in a public official. Conservatives - until they turned into religious populists - believed it was a good thing that our leaders have advanced education, for example. This is a good elite, and we need it. The bad sort of elite is when the educated class starts looking down their noses at the wisdom and common sense of ordinary people, insulate themselves from where they came from and their families and have contempt for the mores of many less educated Americans.

(Unfortunately, he jumps right back into the attack-dog politics, sans lipstick, in detailing Palin’s educational inadequacies.)

So sure, Sarah Palin isn’t an intellectual. But that’s not the problem, or at least not the root: America, and the West as a whole, no longer see intellectualism as an aspect of the good life. It is, at best, a career for disconnected eggheads. The rise of Kronman’s “research ideal,” or Foucault’s “specific intellectual,” has severed our belief in universality of truth. The modern intellectual is a specialist, concerned with a “local” truth. He doesn’t claim to find meaning or define a telos, and the tradition he engages with is only the literature of his own field. He has a speciality, and he accumulates facts for the storehouse of the ages. It doesn’t tell him, or anyone else, how to live.

No wonder the politics of ressentiment have frightened us away from elitism. When we define an elite simply by its irrelevance to everyone else, of course populism is the only answer. It isn’t enough to have joined in the argument of an intellectual tradition, or even to have come to an answer: if we leave the cave, it’s only so we can go back better prepared.

So study Aeschylus. Study Shakespeare, and Eliot, and the best things thought and said by men — but don’t hole yourself up in the ivory tower. Come back down. Use it. Show Indianapolis that it matters, that it makes you a better leader, that you understand. Stop engaging in the phony populism of an entitled elite. You don’t just deserve respect. Do something to earn it.