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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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A Blood Faith is Forever
The South had its American Exceptionalists — Thomas Jefferson was the worst — but the South that had to be destroyed was the South that was rooted in European civilization, a civilization that had a blood tie with the God … Continue reading
The Heart of Hearts
And they drew nigh unto the village, whither they went: and he made as though he would have gone further. But they constrained him, saying, Abide with us: for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent. And … Continue reading
We Must Hate the Devil and His Minions
I will be flesh and blood;For there was never yet philosopherThat could endure the toothache patiently,However they have writ the style of godsAnd made a push at chance and sufferance. – Much Ado About Nothing __________________ On the instant stood … Continue reading
Epistles of the Living God
But mercy is above the sceptred sway;It is enthroned in the hearts of Kings,It is an attribute to God himself;And earthly power doth then show likest God’sWhen mercy seasons justice. Therefore Jew,Though justice be thy plea, consider this,That in the … Continue reading
The Love That Frees Us from Satan’s Power
And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, To day shalt thou be with me in paradise. – Luke 23: 43 Jesus heard that they had cast him out; and when he had found him, he said unto … Continue reading
The Bowstrings of the Spirit
It was a dry cold night, and the wind blew keenly, and the frost was white and hard. A man would die to-night of lying out on the marshes, I thought. And then I looked at the stars, and considered … Continue reading
Our Kindred Faith
Count, count your hopes, heirs of immortality and love;And hear my kindred faith, and turn again to bless me. — Martin Farquhar Tupper __________ Picture a liberal household on the eve of Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Two quality children, … Continue reading
The Young Drummer and the Good Samaritan
Yet this in no wise alters the fact that those who form no more than a part of a universal mish-mash, of a homeless multitude of faceless ‘un-men’, will never have any pride of place or sense of belonging, nor … Continue reading
The Devils of Liberaldom
And when he was come to the other side into the country of the Gergesenes, there met him two possessed with devils, coming out of the tombs, exceeding fierce, so that no man might pass by that way. And, behold, … Continue reading
For God, for Hearth, and for Race
The noon-day train will bring Frank MillerIf I’m a man I must be braveAnd I must face a deadly killerOr lie a coward, a craven cowardOr lie a coward in my grave. -from “The Ballad of High Noon” _____ The … Continue reading