Tag: place

Memory and the Damming State

The family’s life in this village had come to an end when the lake was dammed in 1958. One wonders who would consider such things worth it.

On Being a Worthy Heir of the Agrarian Contrarians

But, as Shakespeare wrote, we sometimes “by indirections find directions out.”

“Derrida’s Hope and Despair for Globalization”

Many FPR readers will enjoy "Derrida’s Hope and Despair for Globalization" in ANAMNESIS. Derrida is commonly interpreted as an enthusiast of globalization, but here...

New ANAMNESIS Symposium: “Views on Hawthorne, Simms, History, and Progress.”

Many FPR readers will enjoy the new symposium, "Views on Hawthorne, Simms, History, and Progress," in ANAMNESIS, A Journal for the Study of Tradition,...

Traditionalist Critique of Marx and An Analysis of Hawthorne in ANAMNESIS

FPR readers will be interested in both (1) K.R. Bolton's traditionalist Conservative critique of Marx and Ideological-Capitalism and (2) Lee Trepanier's examination of the...

What’s Wrong With Iowa? (A Transplanted Professor Knows)

If you think you may legitimately enjoy the physical benefits of a place while dwelling in the airy regions of judgment above it, you’d better think again.

Agrarian Hypocrisy and the Evils of Distributism

One thing that has amused me in these first three years of FPR’s existence is the tendency of some readers to single out one...

Electing Beaver: The Politics of Place in the Public Square

“The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something, and tell what he saw in a plain way...

There’s No Place Like Home

Absent is the self-examination of the person in the mirror and how we exchange with loved ones around the dinner table. Forgotten is how to live a life more thoughtfully, with reverence and veneration to community and creator.

Sitting Inside a Mountain

Breaking free from the voices, soundtrack, machinery, and plastic of consumption and advertising gives an individual the opportunity to consider questions and ideas that the world outside St. Raymond’s continually beats into the ground.