Missive #542 Published 3 August 2025
Continuing The Anti-Federalist Papers
John DeWitt II
by John DeWitt
To the Free Citizens of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts
Uncategorized
Missive #541 Published 2 August 2025
It's 1809, and Napoleon's army is sweeping across Spain. …This immersive exploration of loyalty, valor, and the indomitable spirit of the soldiers who shaped history is the first in an action-packed series that captures the gritty texture of Napoleonic warfare.
Missive #540 Published 1 August 2025
98. Nasruddin Goes Upstairs
Nasruddin had invited his friends to dinner. “They’re coming right behind me,” he said to his wife when he got home.
“But there’s no food in the house!” she exclaimed.
“What will we do?” groaned Nasruddin.
“Go upstairs! I’ll do the rest.”
A moment later, Nasruddin’s friends knocked at the door. “Your husband invited us for dinner!” they said.
“Alas, my husband has gone out,” his wife told them. “I don’t know when he’ll be back.”
“But we saw him come in!”
“I could have gone out the back!” Nasruddin shouted from upstairs. “You didn’t think of that, did you?”
Missive #539 Published 30 July 2025
There is only a very small part of the book that has anything to say about an economic collapse. The vast majority of the book is the usual 'prepper' stuff but you would need to be in the 1% or upper middle income bracket to afford following his recommendations. Not a recommended book.
Missive #538 Published 27 July 2025
Continuing The Federalist Papers
Federalist No.52
The House of Representatives
Author: Alexander Hamilton or James Madison
To the People of the State of New York:
Missive #537 Published 25 July 2025
97. Big Pot, Little Pot
Nasruddin borrowed a big cooking pot from his neighbor. When he returned it, he placed a little pot inside the big pot.“What’s this?” asked his neighbor.
“Your big pot gave birth to a little baby pot,” Nasruddin explained.
The neighbor laughed, and he kept the little pot.
Nasruddin borrowed the big pot again later, but he didn’t return it.
When his neighbor asked for it back, Nasruddin said, “I’m sorry, but your pot died.”
“What do you mean it died?” exclaimed the neighbor. “Pots can’t die!”
“If pots can give birth, of course they can die,” replied Nasruddin, smiling.
Missive #536 Published 23 July 2025
An unconventional ode to the wonders of mesquite. Call it a love affair or an obsession: Award-winning nature writer and ethnobiologist Nabhan (Ethnobiology for the Future: Linking Cultural and Ecological Diversity, 2016, etc.) has a thing for mesquite. Early on he writes rapturously of his desire to become a tree, or at least to become more like a tree—and not just any tree. In his view, the mesquite is of singular importance as an icon, a framer of one’s worldview, a foodstuff, a beverage, a seasoning, a medicine, an antiseptic, a source of fiber and fuel, and a resource for architects and artisans.
Missive #535 Published 21 July 2025
This is a great compilation of essays for someone who has already gotten a taste of the red pill and wants to think other thoughts which cannot be thought in today's cultural milieu.Couldn't find a book promo for this book and only three customer reviews. The essays touching on the unique origins of the West which enabled the unique rise and dominance of the West and the unique masochism of the West today are especially illuminating. We are a pretty strange people, geographically speaking. It's pretty rare for societies to be monogamous (and to have all of the consequences of monogamy), but even that didn't survive the sexual revolution and feminism.
Missive #534 Published 20 July 2025
Continuing The Anti-Federalist Papers
John DeWitt I
The Hobgoblins of Anarchy and Dissentions Among the States
by John DeWitt
To the Free Citizens of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts<.p>
Missive #533 Published 18 July 2025
96. Frightening Nasruddin
“Our son won’t do his chores,” said Nasruddin’s wife. “You must frighten him to make him behave!”
Nasruddin jumped up and began to scream. He stuck out his tongue and shook his fists wildly. He then grabbed a knife.
At this, Nasruddin’s wife started sobbing, and Nasruddin himself ran out of the room.
When he returned, his wife was still crying, and his son was hiding under a chair.
“Why did you run away?” she asked.
“I scared even myself,” Nasruddin admitted. “Terror easily gets out of control. I meant to frighten our son, and instead I frightened us all.”