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Yvonne lives in Berkeley, California with her partner and their four-legged family. During the day, she works at a racial justice think tank, crunching numbers to eradicate white supremacy. At night and sometimes weekends, she sits at her computer, trying to make sense of the world.
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Category Archives: dead white men
I Am Not A Hegelian
I am not happy with my last post. I don’t really understand Buckley and his ilk, or his detractors, and I think I resorted to general abstractions to dismiss — “fascist” — rather than play with who he was and what he contributed to the neocon movement. I conflated neocons with neoliberals without [...]
Sesquipedalian Obscurantism
The NY Times today pays way too much respect for a man that does the world a whole lot of good dead than alive.
William F. Buckley Jr., who marshaled polysyllabic exuberance and a refined, perspicacious mind to elevate
conservatism to the center of American political discourse, died at 82.
Breathes the first sentence of Buckley’s obituary. [...]
Empire Strikes Black