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If Taki were a singer, he would be George Melly. Alas, if Taki were George Melly, he would be dead. George Melly was a “fat and fairly famous” (his second wife's words) British entertainer. He died in London on July 5, a month before his 81st birthday. The Melly resume defied a one-line apophthegm--blues singer, jazz singer, journalist, screenwriter, historian of surrealist painting, all were equally accurate descriptions and all were incomplete—but if a single word could suffice to sum him up, that word would be the cobweb-laden “vaudevillian.” [Read More]

One of the most delightfully anachronistic institutions in the world is an order of military monks called the Knights of Malta. The Knights got named for Malta because that small, Mediterranean island was ruled for centuries by this distinctive religious order, the last group to carry on the spirit of the Crusades. When Jerusalem fell to Saladin’s Arab armies in 1187, most Christian armies declared victory and went home. The Hospitallers stuck around, conducting a kind of insurgency until 1291, when they fled to safety in Cyprus, and then to Rhodes—which they conquered in 1309, and governed until 1522. While they gave up dreams of reconquering Jerusalem, the Knights kept up a first-rate navy to suppress the Arab pirates who traded in white slaves. When Rhodes fell to the new Islamic superpower, the Ottomans, the Knights removed to Malta. [Read More]

Further west from Antibes and Cannes, St. Tropez has held out the longest against the invading hordes of Arabs and Russkies. The rest of the Riviera is now a sweaty, dangerous hellhole, its polluted waters matched only by the polluted kleptocrats who inhabit the place. St Tropez proper is clean and charming, its tiny cobbled streets unchanged, its bistros and places where the locals play Boule exactly the same as fifty years ago. The horrors come from the sea, in the form of large refrigerators on stereoids which these modern megayachts resemble. With the exception of the Israeli boycott of Gaza this year, the most appalling sight of this long hot summer are the rich in St Tropez. [Read More]

Yes, we are members of communities of faith. But there is common humanity, and, in various places and at various times, common civilizations have flourished, each articulating that common humanity in its own unique way. Our own civilization has been fairly unique in offering hospitality to those who come to us from other civilizations and their outskirts, trusting to our common humanity and to a set of institutions and traditions designed to allow members of different communities to collaborate as neighbors, clients, and colleagues. And this has worked remarkably well, at least in America. When I think of 9/11 I recall how my glass fortress diagonally opposite the World Trade Center complex was locked down by security... [Read More]

It would be unkind, unfair, and possibly untrue to infer that the warmth of Cardinal Mahony toward his paladin Rupert Murdoch is based purely upon filthy lucre. In truth, there are many similarities in character between the duo, which doubtless helped build cordiality between them. Above all, there are their protean ideals. One would be hard put to say just what either of them really holds about anything. [Read More]

On May 30, the Los Angeles Times and the Kansas City Star ran an op-ed by Bart Jones that was so effusive in its praise of Chavez it would be difficult to distinguish from his official propaganda. The problem with the mainstream media in America is that it is so enchanted by radical left-wing politics it can barely bring itself to condemn the actions of a dictator who so brazenly violates the freedom of the press. Of course, in America the media frequently equates Christian conservatives with fascist dictatorships and accuse them of trying to censor the press and eradicating all of our constitutional freedoms. But the truth is that an authoritarian streak exists all in leftist politics. Because of this, the media refuses, with few exceptions, to portray Chavez honestly, even when he violates its most sacred freedom. [Read More]

Henry Kissinger wrote just one of the raft of letters written to Judge Reggie Walton (373 of them altogether), the vast majority of which sought clemency for Scooter Libby. This was after Libby had been convicted by the jury but before he had been sentenced by the Judge. As one might expect, the letters are from a cavalcade of big shots in the Washington establishment, heavily fortified with "neocon" professors, operatives and their dupes, about which more in a future missive. Dr. K's letter is understated and relatively short, when compared to the others. But it also quite revealing, both between the lines and on its face. Like the rest of the writers, Dr. K probably never anticipated that Judge Walton would release the letters to the public. Here is Dr. K's letter (#193) in its entirety. [Read More]

We were about ten of us-- Nick Scott, Chantal Hanover, Tim Hoare, Richard Northcott, Bolle and Debbie Bismarck, Sir Bob Geldof and a couple of pretty young things. All sorts of loose and chesty broads were table-hopping trying to catch Saint Bob's eye. That is when I had my brainstorm. "Hello AGAIN," I would shout, and the line worked as if by magic. As everyone is more or less always stoned in St Tropez, the word again meant that we had already been properly introduced, and perhaps even been intimate.There were smiles of recognition, however faint, and then a mad rush to sit next to the pop icon. Even later on in the evening, the line stood the test of time. Bob Geldof was amazed. "He's effing 70 effing years old, and his effing line effing works," he announced. [Read More]

It is true that the triumph of atheism in the West need not necessarily produce what the triumph of atheism produced in Russia -- mass murder and cultural devastation on a scale previously unimaginable. But we already have before us cultural devastation of a different sort, the result of the very assault on faith -- both faith in God and faith in our past -- that Christopher Hitchens wants to accelerate: a culture centered around self-gratification, with comfort its highest aim; a high culture devoted to ugliness and degradation, and a mass culture marked by tawdriness and vulgarity; a loss of morals and a coarsening of manners, with notions of duty, self sacrifice, and restraint seen as anachronisms at best and tools of oppression at worst. As Waugh wrote, “It is no longer possible, as it was in the time of Gibbon, to accept the benefits of civilization and at the same time deny the supernatural basis on which it rests.” It is time to fortify the admittedly thin and tenuous roots still connecting us to Christendom, not to tear them up and hope for the best. No civilization worth the name has ever been defined by atheism; we are unlikely to create the first. [Read More]

A united Europe has long been an aspiration spanning the political spectrum. The leader of the pre-Second World War Fascists, Sir Oswald Mosley, called for “Europe a Nation,” while, only slightly later, the British Independent Labor Party worked toward a “United Socialist States of Europe.” Again, in 1945 Prime Minister Winston Churchill called for a “United States of Europe." [Read More]