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This site contains CWNY’s works from 3/3/12 through 7/31/21, when CWNY ceased writing, as noted by his family in The Minstrel Sleeps. To download a pdf of all posts from this time period, go to About this site. (You may also download individual posts and pages, using a plugin we’ve made available.)
Please note that this site includes all posts from his previously de-platformed blog, which were completely restored as of 6/10/22. Should you wish to view only those restored posts, use the category link: Older posts (pre-April 2019).
For CWNY’s writing from 5/25/06 to 2/25/12, visit his older blog, still available here.
More content on this site is also available on the Remembrances page, which includes his final, albeit unfinished, Christmas story, and To His Readers (4/21/19), which he posted after his return from being deplatformed.
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Category Archives: Bred in the Bone
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Abide with us, for it is toward evening and the day is far spent. –Luke 24: 29 __________ The white people of Europe, if these shadows are not altered, are going to be exterminated by the Moslems they have allowed … Continue reading
The European Fairy Tale
“Who is that boy?” asked Mr. Newby, as the horse was led away. “A green country boy with a pedigree,” said a low voice at his shoulder. “Where does he come from?” “Virginia,” said Colonel Ashland. “And his name is … Continue reading
They Serve Us Still
Deeper than speech our love, stronger than life our tether… –Kipling _____ I am dreaming of the mountains of my home,Of the mountains where in childhood I would roam.I have dwelt ‘neath summer skies,Where the summer never dies,But my heart … Continue reading
Who Shall Restore Europe?
“Under favour, most learned and honoured sir,” said the Dominie, “I trust He who hath restored little Harry Bertram to his friends, will not leave his own work imperfect.” — Walter Scott in Guy Mannering __________ The avalanche of criticism … Continue reading
Laying to Rest the Speculative European
“I can live no longer by thinking.” – Orlando, As You Like it __________ The democratic movements throughout Europe in the 1840s were extensions of the French Revolution that Burke warned would envelop all of Europe if the Jacobin snake … Continue reading
The Black Plague
But you are now looking at the England within England, the real England, just as this is the real Narnia. And in that inner England no good thing is destroyed. – The Last Battle __________ Life is good in the … Continue reading
Of Soda Pop and Babylon
And a mighty angel took up a stone like a great millstone, and cast it into the sea, saying, Thus with violence shall that great city Babylon be thrown down, and shall be found no more at all. – Revelations … Continue reading
The Shadow of the Cross
This mixed system of opinion and sentiment had its origin in the ancient chivalry; and the principle, though varied in its appearance by the varying state of human affairs, subsisted and influenced through a long succession of generations, even to … Continue reading
The Better Part
The whole drift of their institution is contrary to that of the wise Legislators of all countries, who aimed at improving instincts into morals, and at grafting the virtues on the stock of the natural affections. They, on the contrary, … Continue reading
My People
When the tempest ‘s at the loudest, On its gale the eagle rides; When the ocean rolls the proudest, Through the foam the sea-bird glides– All the rage of wind and sea Is subdued by constancy. -Scott __________ I recently … Continue reading