Author: Austin Bramwell

I am a freelance opinion-monger living in New York City.

Defiling Our Beloved G.K. Chesterton

I’ve just never liked G.K. Chesterton – which, among the conservative Christians with whom I sometimes (though, as an Episcopalian, not often) travel, is almost enough to make me a Bad Person. Yet by the time...

The Man Who Pretended to Know Too Much

[Update: In response to comments, I have toned this post down a bit. It was unduly harsh in relation to the fault I am identifying.] NR‘s Jason Steorts, responding to Whitaker Chambers scholar Richard Reinsch, writes: I think Reinsch mischaracterizes...

What’s So Bad About Trig Trutherism?

I just don’t get the hostility to Trig Trutherism.  Over on Volokh, Dave Kopel takes Human Events to task for publishing a column arguing that Obama is a Muslim.  Kopel quite properly warns that...

The Shallow Drafts of Charles Hill

In my first post in this series, I claimed that Charles Hill, Yale’s “Diplomat in Residence,” had won “uncritical, almost fulsome praise.” You can strike the “almost.”  According to Edward Luttwak’s review, Hill’s book...

Seduction as an Ascetic Discipline

The delightfully impious Roissy in DC is going after blogging superstar Megan McCardle, who evidently isn’t impressed by the so-called “seduction community.”  As usual, Roissy has some brilliant insights – for example: Ultimately, women...

The Humanitarian Case for Immigration

Over at TAC, I blogged earlier this week on a particularly bad study calling for a more open immigration policy.  One commentator, addressing my points that immigration (of low-skill workers) depresses wages and increases...

More On Intellectual Decline

The friend who pointed me to Joseph Epstein’s essay in the first place takes exception to some of what I wrote earlier on Epstein and the (non)decline of intellectual life: I’m glad you posted...

Jacobites Vindicated

Andrew Manshel of an outfit called the Greater Jamaica Development Corp takes aim today at sainted urbanist Jane Jacobs. I yield to no one in my admiration for Jacobs. Still, she has become something of...