…^nam (j/if’amolm ljdi/t&r^&,..rnTHE POLITICS OFrnHUMAN NATURErnThomas Flemingrn”Learned, thoughtful, and superblyrnwritten”rn—Robert NisbetrnISBN: 1-56000-693-5 (paper)rn276 pp. $24.95 (Plus $5.50 S&H)rnTransaction PublishersrnCall: 1-888-999-6778rnThernpoktsrnOffrnHunia^rnNaturernThornasrnV^^^^’nTllV, Irn'”« Itf ^^^rni i t h i i ‘ ‘rn”4 :^^rnIV . 3 . * •.7rnPLAGIARISMrnAND THE CULTURE WAR:rnTHE WRITINGS OF MARTINrnLUTHER KING, JR.,rnAND OTHER PROMINENTrnAMERICANSrnTheodore Pappasrn”A work of great seriousness”rn—^John LukacsrnISBN: 0-87319-045-9 (paper)rn212 pp. $16.95 (Plus $2 S&H)rnHallberg PublishingrnCall: 1-800-633-7627rnTHE IMMIGRATIONrnMYSTIQUE: AMERICA’SrnFALSE CONSCIENCErnChilton Williamson, Jr.rn”This is perhaps the mostrnambitious of recent immigrationrnbooks”rn—Peter BrimelowrnISBN: 0-936247-16-9 (paper)rn206 pp. $10 (S&H Included)rnSend check to:rnAICF,P.O.Box525,rnMonterey, VA 24465rnfinement, perhaps, in time resulted inrnidealism that conduced, in turn, to arnweakening of the basic racial metal. Onrnthe other hand, the Anglo-Americanrngentleman enjoyed, as Lukacs, observes,rn”a good run.” Nothing human lasts forever;rnwhile histor)’ (like uranium and radium)rnis a changing element.rnThe values-and-virtues crowd, whichrnis always warning us that we must castrnour vote for them and give them moneyrnto forefend the destruction of America,rnare Chicken Littles with bits and piecesrnof blue sky hanging around their necks.rnH.L. Mencken, back in the 20’s, predictedrnthat the United States would “blowup”rnin a hundred years. Lukacs thinksrnthe living body became a walking corpsernsometime before 1969, just two-thirds ofrnthe way into the century that began sornbravely for the Anglo-Americans, whornfelt they held it with so strong a grip thatrnit could not be wrested from them. Todayrntheir descendants are living beneathrnthe rubble, vitness to something greaterrneven than the New World Disorder envisionedrnby Paul Kennedy and Robert Kaplan:rna preview, can it be, of hell itself?rnPeople —old-line conservatives, usuallyrn—who think this way are constantlyrnreprimanded for their “pessimism,” theirrn”lack of faith” in America and in the futurernof humanity. Indeed, hope is arnvirtue. But the belief that history will notrnhave a “happy” ending (except perhapsrnin the sense that Titanic does: somebodyrnhas to get the last gid) is a matter of faith,rnnot of blasphemy. And so, A Thread ofrnYears ends on a note of thanksgiving—ofrnsimple, gentlemanly Christian faith.rnIt’s all over for this work, for thisrnbook, and probably for most of thernworld riiat I (and vou, my alter ego)rncherish and stick to, but God is infinitelyrngood, since it is He and notrnVoltaire who allows and evenrnprods us to cultivate our garden.rnAnd what a beautiful afternoon itrnis! . . . Look at the color of the water.rnAnd at Stephanie’s yellow andrnblue flowers. That heap of potsrnthere is her job, but there are myrnheads of asparagus appearing andrnthe raspberries are coming out.rnLet’s tr}’ to coax her out of thernkitchen and busy ourselves there.rnWhat a beautiful afternoon this is!rn(Wliy does that passage sound like a descriphonrnof an idyllic English afternoonrnin the late summer of 1914?) ^rn26/CHRONICLESrnrnrn