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The Third Way Fever
This modern world’s got a fever, and it ain’t for more cowbell.
It’s for third alternatives.
Everybody’s itching for that elusive other option, like it’s the last ticket out of a burning city. Ray Oldenburg lit a fuse back in ’89 with The Great Good
Five Reasons to Drink at the Bar
In the twilight of Western civilization, where the sterile grip of the left hemisphere has throttled the soul out of our culture, the pub stands as a defiant outpost of human connection against the gnostic tide.
The churches once held the line too, but many—mainline Protestants, Jesuits, and their

GKC and McGilchrist
I ain’t got a shred of hard proof, but I’d wager that G.K. Chesterton’s noggin was rigged with a hulking, boisterous right hemisphere that steamrolled the left like a runaway freight train.
That jovial giant’s right hemisphere didn’t just outmuscle its analytical counterpart. It