Fred Reed

Fred Reed

Fred Reed was a Marine in Vietnam, later a war correspondent for Army Times in Nam and Cambodia until the collapse. He wrote a military column for Universal Press Syndicate, he was a police reporter for the Washington Times and D.C. editor for Harper's. He has lived for twenty years in Mexico. Everything on Fred can be found here.

Blue Stories Matter

For years I worked as police reporter for The Washington Times, spending long hours in squad cars in various cities getting to know cops well. Now I listen to nice white people in the suburbs, and self-assured voices from NPR, talking about the police. They know nothing of the world where the ...

Mexico, as It Is and Wasn’t: Some Stuff Worth Knowing

For Americans concerned about Mexico and Mexicans, and what sort of wights they be, a little history may help. We seem to know almost nothing about a bordering nation of 130 million. It is not what most of us think it is. It is certainly not what the Loon Right would have us believe. For many ...

Metropolitana Cathedral, Mexico City

Last Call at the Milk Bar

I"€™m being a pain in the ass again. My childhood makes me do it. When I was 11, we boy kids in Alabama liked to shoot a wasp's nest with BB guns and run like hell. I guess it stuck. In this column I will explain why the Caucasian race will shortly be extinct, and why it is a good idea. This ...

Bowe Bergdahl

Deserting the Beast

It is so easy to gull the pack, the herd. It just takes a bit of theater. A brass band on the Fourth of July, flags whipping in the wind, young soldiers marching down Main Street, rhythmic thump-thump-thump of boots. There comes that glorious sense of common purpose, the adrenal thrill of ...

A Beagle and a Border Collie

Wading in the Zeitgeist

Like apparently everybody who can read, still a probable majority in the U.S., I have just finished Nicholas Wade's A Troublesome Inheritance, which deals with the genetics of human behavior, race, intelligence, how they came about, and related things about which one must never, ever state the ...

Lost in Space

The world is too much with us, late and soon. Before long, it can begin to seem reasonable. I have my doubts. The usual always seems reasonable. For example, existence seems reasonable. We wake up every morning and there it is. Actually, it isn"€™t reasonable. It's just customary. We avoid ...

So What?

I am puzzled as to why racism is thought to be a terrible thing, rather than entirely natural and often reasonable, and why people allow themselves to be browbeaten about it. Maybe we should stop. Domestic tranquility would follow in torrents. As near as I can tell, a racist is one who approves of ...

John Kerry

Pickle Boy Steps Up: Dill, Sweet, or Kosher?

Now, about this Crimea thing: What I figure is, the top part of the Feddle Gummint got dropped on its head when it was little, and the rest is just asleep, or might as well be. We look to be ruled by a bus station of dumb-ass rich brats in a constant state of martial priapism. I can"€™t ...

Race, Realism, and Race Realists

“Race realists,” as they call themselves, very much want to think that Latin Americans are inherently stupid. The idea appeals to me. As a curmudgeon, I like to believe in the corruption, venality, concupiscence, and stupidity of our sorry race. Certainly it is the way to bet. Further, ...

Notes of a Fed-Up Southerner

Coming up as I did a Southern boy, usually barefoot, lots of times with a cane pole and a string of bream I caught in Machodoc Creek, and other signs of higher civilization, I believe I could get tired of Northerners huffing and puffing about how moral they are. Ain"€™t nothing like a damn Yankee ...


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