Blog & Mablog
Podcast autorstwa Canon Press
678 Odcinki
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The Hatriarchy, the Machismosphere, and Misbehaving Anons
Opublikowany: 25.02.2025 -
IQ and the Flynn Effect
Opublikowany: 21.02.2025 -
On Getting In Between the Hogs and the Bucket
Opublikowany: 21.02.2025 -
On the Deification of Diseased Daydreams
Opublikowany: 12.02.2025 -
In Defense of Worldview Thinking
Opublikowany: 10.02.2025 -
Moonbats and More
Opublikowany: 3.02.2025 -
Tri(tr)umphant: Seven Observations on the Festivities Related to Round Two . . . So Far
Opublikowany: 29.01.2025 -
Epistemological Impudence and the Post War Consensus
Opublikowany: 28.01.2025 -
The Principle of Pursuit, the Trump Reprieve, and the Place of New St. Andrews in All of This
Opublikowany: 22.01.2025 -
How Boomers Rule
Opublikowany: 20.01.2025 -
Skeery Scary Skeery
Opublikowany: 16.01.2025 -
The Revenge of the Blue Collar White Guy
Opublikowany: 14.01.2025 -
A Christian Take on Conspiracy Thought
Opublikowany: 11.01.2025 -
Where Dank Right Reviling Goes
Opublikowany: 6.01.2025 -
The American Social Imaginary
Opublikowany: 2.01.2025 -
Christian Nationalism Basics
Opublikowany: 31.12.2024 -
Coming Up on Forty Nine
Opublikowany: 18.12.2024 -
To All the Dank Anons . . . Shall We See You Anon?
Opublikowany: 17.12.2024 -
A Lop-Eared Son of a Sea Cook
Opublikowany: 11.12.2024 -
That Hellcat (((Esther))) and Haman, the First Martyr of Noticing
Opublikowany: 10.12.2024
The point of this podcast is pretty broad — “All of Christ for all of life.” In order to make that happen, we need “theology that bites back.” I want to advance what you might call a Chestertonian Calvinism, and to bring that attitude to bear on education, sex and culture, theology, politics, book reviews, postmodernism, expository studies, along with other random tidbits that come into my head. My perspective is usually not hard to discern. In theology I am an evangelical, postmill, Calvinist, Reformed, and Presbyterian, pretty much in that order. In politics, I am slightly to the right of Jeb Stuart. In my cultural sympathies, if we were comparing the blight of postmodernism to a vast but shallow goo pond, I would observe that I have spent many years on these stilts and have barely gotten any of it on me.
