Jason Peters

Jason Peters
91 POSTS168 COMMENTS
Jason Peters tends a small acreage in Ingham County, Michigan, and teaches English at Hillsdale College. A founding member of FPR, he is the editor of both Local Culture: A Journal of the Front Porch Republic and Front Porch Republic Books. His books include The Culinary Plagiarist: (Mis)Adventures of a Lusty, Thieving, God-Fearing Gourmand (FPR Books 2020), Wendell Berry: Life and Work (University Press of Kentucky 2007), Land! The Case for an Agrarian Economy, by John Crowe Ransom (University Press of Notre Dame, 2017), and Localism in the Mass Age: A Front Porch Republic Manifesto (co-edited with Mark T. Mitchell for FPR Books, 2018).

Recent Essays

On the Use of a Grim Joke and a National Elegy

Until then you’ll welcome into your homes the talking heads who, loving an abstraction, spread a pestilential hatred.

Against Vacation

The vacation, far from being a treatment for a serious illness, is instead a symptom of it.

The One World On Offer

Perhaps the tension will be useful when it comes time to make something of what is. Just be sure you make it in a place called home.

Of Dullards, Whales, Frustrations, and Shirts Like Fetters

What of those who have never once thought it their duty to amuse their readers?

Boredom and the “App” for Self-Control

The future is grim, my friends.

Magpie Education for Small-Mouth Bass

We’re like small-mouth bass, and we’ve swallowed the technological treble hook.

Kingsley Amis (!) On the Priesthood

Then it’s a bit up to you to be jolly crusty and jolly full of hell-fire and sin and damnation.

Handing Higher Ed to the Cripples: On John Williams’s “Stoner”

If there’s one thing we have in higher education today it’s a superfluity of bluster.

Our Special Today is Spleen

Ah, you know what? Screw it. Give me the hairshirts wherever they are.

Print Culture and the Fate of the Literary Quarterly

The general continued to pay for the upkeep of the LSU tiger in an airconditioned cage. The amount of money involved was almost precisely the same as the subsidy for the Southern, then the best quarterly in the country by a large margin.

Bar Jester Chronicles 12(A): “The Way to Bliss” (A Work of Fiction–Sort of)

Nor was it his great and almost constant tumescence, which his grey polyester pants could never quite sufficiently hide.