You may have missed that a transgender man tried to kill Trump's new Treasury Secretary and wanted to burn down the Heritage Foundation. His inspiration? Luigi Mangione. Of course it was,
My latest analysis for INFOWARS.
https://www.infowars.com/posts/the-hour-of-the-lone-wolf-get-ready-for-more-crazy-killers-now-americas-organized-left-lies-in-tatters
My latest analysis for INFOWARS.
https://www.infowars.com/posts/the-hour-of-the-lone-wolf-get-ready-for-more-crazy-killers-now-americas-organized-left-lies-in-tatters
Infowars
The Hour of the Lone Wolf: Get Ready for More Crazy Killers Now America’s Organized Left Lies in Tatters
Luigi Mangione has provided the model for leftist resistance to Trump in the coming months and years
Re: Luigi Mangione, from my latest op-ed.
https://www.infowars.com/posts/the-hour-of-the-lone-wolf-get-ready-for-more-crazy-killers-now-americas-organized-left-lies-in-tatters
https://www.infowars.com/posts/the-hour-of-the-lone-wolf-get-ready-for-more-crazy-killers-now-americas-organized-left-lies-in-tatters
Michel Houellebecq's new novel Annihilation has sat unfinished for months on my bedside table. This is the first time I've ever not finished one of his novels, even the disappointing Serotonin. I just simply can't be bothered.
In a sign of how little I enjoyed the novel, I've only turned over the corner of two pages to mark passages I liked. One is a description of an utterly henpecked marriage in which an ultra-liberal French wife inflicts maximum humiliation on her husband by choosing a West African sperm donor for her IVF treatment, and the other is an interesting discussion of Nietzsche and nihilism (the argument is that Western nihilism has reached its pinnacle in our attitude to the elderly and the past, because we no longer see any value in them).
Otherwise, I found the novel forgettable and, dare I say it, boring. I really don't know where Houellebecq goes from here.
In a sign of how little I enjoyed the novel, I've only turned over the corner of two pages to mark passages I liked. One is a description of an utterly henpecked marriage in which an ultra-liberal French wife inflicts maximum humiliation on her husband by choosing a West African sperm donor for her IVF treatment, and the other is an interesting discussion of Nietzsche and nihilism (the argument is that Western nihilism has reached its pinnacle in our attitude to the elderly and the past, because we no longer see any value in them).
Otherwise, I found the novel forgettable and, dare I say it, boring. I really don't know where Houellebecq goes from here.