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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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Archives
Category Archives: Liberalism
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
Recrossing our Spiritual Rubicon
She crept among the trees to the trunk of a tree whence she could see, beyond some intervening trees and branches, the lighted windows, both in their reality and their reflection in the water. She placed her orderly little basket … Continue reading
Clinically Unproven
Love now consists in word and not in deed,Faith depends on reason not on the Scriptures, as it used to be;Religion has ascended from the heart to the headIt now dwells in the brains, and the heart, alas! is empty. … Continue reading
Our Hope in Ages Past
These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. –John 16: 33 ___________________________ Let me start with some … Continue reading
Liberalism Is the Virus
Now to him that is of power to stablish you according to my gospel, and the preaching of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery, which was kept secret since the world began, But now is made manifest, … Continue reading
Festering Lilies
And Jesus said, “For judgment I have come into this world, that those who do not see may see, and that those who see may be made blind.” Then some of the Pharisees who were with Him heard these words, … Continue reading
Liberalism Confounded
__________________________ Let us say you are a parent of an adult child who has either mothered or fathered a child out of wedlock. You do not approve of having children out of wedlock, but the child now exists, so you … Continue reading
O Holy Child of Bethlehem
“The world is no doubt encroaching on our families and our Christmas. The hatred against traditional morality is becoming so intense as to be scarcely believable.” – Letter from a friend, December 21, 2019 But the chief priests and elders … Continue reading
Rejecting the Liberals’ Ghostly Bargain
–Except this. That as they were assembled in the old Hall, by no other light than that of a great a fire (having dined early), the shadows once more stole out of their hiding-places, and danced about the room, showing … Continue reading
Lost
Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me, you would seem to know my stops, you would pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest … Continue reading