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Roughly late 2025 and first half of 2026
Viktor Frankl was Inmate 119,104
He got to Auschwitz late in the game. Don't tell the Groypers or they'll use it as proof that fewer than 200,000 Jews were sent there (smile).
Eric Scheske
This is one of the most unintentionally hilarious things I’ve ever seen
— Matt Walsh (@MattWalshBlog) November 23, 2025
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— Sara Rose 🇺🇸🌹 (@saras76) November 18, 2025
True?
Brownstone Institute
The mere fact that it could be true should be enough to disband this LSD-pushing, Mafia-tied, file-destroying, torture machine that conducted "Operation Midnight Climax" on unsuspecting johns in San Francisco in pursuit of their mind-control games.
I mean, it was fun when the CIA did such things to foreigners and hippies but . . .
Joel Richards
The Return Eudemon
My first trip behind the Iron Curtain. Budapest, Prague, Krakow . . with a Vienna kicker. I'm still gearing up new things for TDE but right now, I'm still stymied by tech problems. Stay tuned. TDE isn't dead, not by a long shot. Weak, ineffectual, and lame? I suppose, but I'm committed to changing that. For now, I'll just continue with the TDE way: brutal honesty to the point of self-deprecation, in hopes honest prose connects with readers.
Mark Your Calendars
December 16 is the 250th anniversary of Jane Austen’s birth. Of all England’s great writers, she holds the most attention. The reason is simple. She invented the modern novel in order to answer fundamental questions about how to be good, happy, and flourishing in a commercial society. She reigns supreme because no-one else invented so much or had so much to say to readers about their lives.
Henry Oliver
Books are Tactile
Eric Scheske
Monday Essay
Could physical books have saved the Zizians? Beats me, but I think maybe, and no matter, they’re a cautionary tale for the rest of us about online reading.
Eric Scheske
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Monday Substack
It's a riff off perhaps the best essay in the current issue of County Highway: "Everyone is in a Cult." Subtitle: Welcome to the schizophrenia factory, which is significant: siloed left hemispheres and schizophrenia exhibit some serious Venn. One of McGilchrist's favorite reference points is Louis Sass' Madness and Modernism, which looks at mental illness and modern art. I'm halfway through it, and it's been great, but at the same time, it's one of those books that seems to make its point compellingly in the first 75 pages. After that, it feel like a case of "piling on," so it's back on my shelf for now. I have hopes of finishing it later, but alas, many bookmarks in similar books in my library stare at me every morning.
Eric Scheske
County Highway is a Freak-of-a-Classic Publication
I'm on my third issue. It's a literary magazine disguised as a newspaper. The front page features a handful of articles that entice the reader enough to prompt him to accept the prompt at the bottom, "Continued on page X." You turn to page X . . . and see the first 700 words on page one was merely the iceberg tip, like the essay I finished reading this morning about Lord of the Barnyard, which clocked in at nearly 8,000 words.
But the prose is superb (as far as I can tell . . . I guess it's arrogant of me to think I'd recognize great prose . . . the "like knows like" phenomenon, quietly applied to pat myself on my (oh-so finely tuned) literary back). The subject matter is varied and interesting and always--freakin' always--totally alien to me, like I've been living under a rock for the past 30 years (maybe I have been, but the rock is called "earning a living to support a large family).
Anyway, it's Friday, so here's a drinking excerpt from that "Barnard" essay, about the anguished author, Tristan Egolf, who wrote the great American classic that no one in America knows about, being told by his French publisher that he'd written one of the great novels. Vindication after years of tortured self-doubt. What's he do? He continues his anguish, burying it under more cigarettes and booze.
He was waiting for publication, he wanted to meet his French translator, but nothing was happening. He grew impatient. Illness stalked him, he became convinced he had lung cancer, complained of severe chest pains. He smoked two packs of cigarettes a day, drank more than he should have. He sometimes banged on James and Shelly’s door in the middle of the night, after walking down to Montparnasse from the heights of the eleventh arrondissement. His apartment was something of a pigsty, dead bottles littering the ground, ashtrays ringed with cigarette butts overturned on the bed. Gradually, abetted by alcohol, he slid into delirium. When Marie checked in from London, he raved over the telephone. He was agitated, thought he was being watched, followed, but by whom? Nightmares filled his head, he was trapped in gruesome imaginings.
He later wrote a second acclaimed novel, then, unsurprisingly I suppose, killed himself before publishing his third.
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Chandler Fritz
That "essay," incidentally, is apparently an excerpt . . . from a "novel"? A nonfiction novel? I'm cornfused . . . the literary world keeping one (or twenty) steps ahead of me at all time.
Adrien Bosc
A Vivid Reminder of Why Amazon Shouldn't Modify Kindle Books Once They're Downloaded
But of course, the Digital Elite don't much care what we all think.
I prefer to read books that are page-stoppers, that cause me to stop and contemplate a striking idea, an elegant phrase, an admirably constructed sentence. A serious reader reads with a pencil in hand, to sideline, underline, make a note. Joseph Epstein
Peace Through Air Power
From Peter Brown's Journeys of the Mind
In an interview with the Khartoum Times, Air Marshal Italo Balbo (1896–1940), the creator of the Italian air force, insisted that air power was the best guarantee of world peace. No nation would dare to go to war, knowing that its women and children, its wives and mothers, would face destruction from the air.
Monday Column
Readers will notice a theme these past few weeks: reading. It'll continue for a few more weeks. My hope is to assemble them into a Kindle book before the end of the year. We'll see.
Eric Scheske
And Just Like That, I Win the Debate with My Wife About Whether My 3,000 Books Take Up Too Much Room
Ted Gioia
Free Copy for TDE Subscribers
If you subscribe to TDE newsletters, you will be receiving an email with a free PDF download of Western Civilization: Ten Dates in Ten Minutes.
I have also changed the price of the book to 99 cents. I didn't understand the pricing policies when I selected "$2.99." So wait a few days and the price should adjust to 99 cents.
New Book at Amazon
Eric Scheske
Musk slays me.
I gotta go back and watch Tropic Thunder. I remember that I gave it a "5," but maybe it deserved better.
From Civil Rights Tranny Terrorism
The splendid stylist Kuntsler lays it out.
James Howard Kunstler
I'm back. Due to a death in the family and other vigors of life, TDE was nearly abandoned for two weeks. I still have plans to rejuvenate TDE, so patience is welcome even if not deserved.
For today:
I think my Substack essay is one of the more compelling things I've written this year. Low bar, that, but I offer herewith . . .
Monday Substack
Smooth is the enemy of body, soul, and mind.
Eric Scheske
Bonus observation for TDE readers: Micro-exertions irritate the hell out of the left hemisphere. That'll be the topic of a future post.
Five Minutes
Heaven help the time-conscious when the person they're waiting for says "five minutes."
Why One Reads
"One reads in order to asks questions," Kafka once said in a letter to a friend. Manguel, A History of Reading, p. 89.
Save the Em Dash!
It's being unfairly kicked and bully in the anti-AI mayhem. Poor guy never hurt nobody.
Falling Down
Visitor: "What do you guys do in the monastery?"
Monk: "We fall and get up again."
That's meditation, according to Huberman and Majeres.
Meditation is distraction and monastic life is falling down.
Meditation is getting distracted, noticing it, and determining to get back to a distraction-less state.
Monastic life is sinning, repenting, and deciding to sin no more.
Monday Column
Eric Scheske
The Morally-Decayed People Attacking Big Balls
They hate Trump so much, they can't even acknowlege an obvious heroic act.
Mike Solana
BYCU
Old Mission Peninsula is one of the loveliest places in Michigan. Marie and I spent an evening going up and down it two years ago, hitting watering holes.
But it's historically built on agriculture. And then the grapes came with their Dionysian charm. And then the agro-tourism came. And then the tension came: the newcomers who wanted to re-shape it to fit their money-making image and the oldtimers who wanted it to stay rural and agricultural.
The old timers had the votes and their elected officials brought the clout. But then the newcomers invoked the U.S. Constitution to jam its image down the Peninsula's throat: and get a $50 million judgment.
The U.S. Constitution ought not play a role in such matters. The selective incorporation doctrine has tried to make every locality in the U.S. the same and it's awful. But then again, it's nice to have some sort of legal recourse against petty local tyrants who act arbitrarily and capriciously, like I've seen happen so often at the local level.
Anyway, the Wall Street Journal tells the story about the $50 million judgement here (subscription required):
Excerpt:
Guest events had to be tied to agriculture. “My wife wanted to teach a Spanish class—just sit here and go over Spanish terms and talk about wine and stuff and yeah, like, ‘no, that’s not agricultural,’” so the plan was denied, he said.
Chateau Chantal, a turreted, European-style vintner and bed-and-breakfast with spectacular vineyard and bay views, can host weddings only if all attendees sleep on-site—limiting the size to about 44 people. “That is just not the kind of number most of the clientele are looking for,” said Marie-Chantal Dalese, president and chief executive.
O’Keefe is still baffled by some policies. “We’re allowed to have amplified music, but only ‘mood’ music, no louder than a whisper at the property line,” he said. “We’re allowed to have 75 people for an event, but I don’t know if that means an event outside, or does that include my entire winery?”
A Note to Readers
Please keep popping back in periodically
TDE continues. In fact, TDE is undergoing a revamp. The thing is, I'm still working out what that revamp will look like. I've been assembling material to launch an "all out assault" on Substack, which I had planned for August, but instead of being ready to launch, I put on nearly ten pounds of gin, such are the demands of a large immediate and extended family, as well as a friend circle whose circumference is as wide as I can accommodate without bursting the seems of my pants.
In any event, TDE is alive and, I think, well, even if it appears dormant or dying. In my mind, it holds promise, but that might just be my flawed left hemisphere talking (it leans toward optimism . . . especially when it's not warranted). We will see.
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Monday Substack
Eric Scheske
BYCU
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