The Fog
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Excerpted from The Second Coming by Yeats
I have a sense of dread and foreboding about our society and nation. It grows each day and as it does, my hopelessness increases along with it. I’m confronted by my sense of it all and, frankly, I am overwhelmed by it. I cannot make myself focus on anything else as it all seems so trivial in comparison. I’ve decided to dedicate myself to advocating for the restoration of our constitutional order and classic liberal values. These things are worth fighting for, and if necessary dying for, in my world, and I believe the time has arrived to be counted.
A SitRep on the U.S.
My slight understanding of, but deep appreciation for, military af…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to War for the West to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.