Blog & Mablog
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677 Avsnitt
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IQ and the Flynn Effect
Publicerades: 2025-02-21 -
On Getting In Between the Hogs and the Bucket
Publicerades: 2025-02-21 -
On the Deification of Diseased Daydreams
Publicerades: 2025-02-12 -
In Defense of Worldview Thinking
Publicerades: 2025-02-10 -
Moonbats and More
Publicerades: 2025-02-03 -
Tri(tr)umphant: Seven Observations on the Festivities Related to Round Two . . . So Far
Publicerades: 2025-01-29 -
Epistemological Impudence and the Post War Consensus
Publicerades: 2025-01-28 -
The Principle of Pursuit, the Trump Reprieve, and the Place of New St. Andrews in All of This
Publicerades: 2025-01-22 -
How Boomers Rule
Publicerades: 2025-01-20 -
Skeery Scary Skeery
Publicerades: 2025-01-16 -
The Revenge of the Blue Collar White Guy
Publicerades: 2025-01-14 -
A Christian Take on Conspiracy Thought
Publicerades: 2025-01-11 -
Where Dank Right Reviling Goes
Publicerades: 2025-01-06 -
The American Social Imaginary
Publicerades: 2025-01-02 -
Christian Nationalism Basics
Publicerades: 2024-12-31 -
Coming Up on Forty Nine
Publicerades: 2024-12-18 -
To All the Dank Anons . . . Shall We See You Anon?
Publicerades: 2024-12-17 -
A Lop-Eared Son of a Sea Cook
Publicerades: 2024-12-11 -
That Hellcat (((Esther))) and Haman, the First Martyr of Noticing
Publicerades: 2024-12-10 -
7 Opportunities in the Trump Reprieve
Publicerades: 2024-12-05
The point of this podcast is pretty broad — “All of Christ for all of life.” In order to make that happen, we need “theology that bites back.” I want to advance what you might call a Chestertonian Calvinism, and to bring that attitude to bear on education, sex and culture, theology, politics, book reviews, postmodernism, expository studies, along with other random tidbits that come into my head. My perspective is usually not hard to discern. In theology I am an evangelical, postmill, Calvinist, Reformed, and Presbyterian, pretty much in that order. In politics, I am slightly to the right of Jeb Stuart. In my cultural sympathies, if we were comparing the blight of postmodernism to a vast but shallow goo pond, I would observe that I have spent many years on these stilts and have barely gotten any of it on me.
