May 24, 2022

I’ve been wading through a lot of political word salad lately. Here’s conservative Glenn Ellmers kale-ing about Bill Voegeli being a meany-jelly-beanie. It has something to do with the nobility of the Founding against the crudity of Trump.

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And here is Matthew Crawford waffling about COVID and liberal individualism and authoritarianism. He’s on about two rival narratives, the Lockean one about us as “rational, self-governing creatures.” And the Hobbesian one about the state that “underwrites a technocratic, progressive form of politics” in saving us from the war of all against all.

Had enough salad? Here’s some red meat. Okay, you Aussies, go put your witchetty grubs on the barbie — if you must. But we ’Muricans… Let me just misquote Shakespeare, to set the proper white supremacist tone: “my meat’s to me religious; else, doth err.”

Let’s straighten out Crawford on politics.

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Politics is about friend vs. enemy. Here’s how Nazi jurist Carl Schmitt puts it in The Concept of the Political:

The specific political distinction to which political actions and motives can be traced is the distinction between friend and enemy.

As in: there is no politics without an enemy.

As in: politics is all about friends getting together to beat up on the enemy.

As in: politics divides the world into us and them.

As in: progressive politics divides the world into allies and oppressors.