Useless Eaters
From its biggest claim to the smallest detail, Hollywood nearly always lies. Yet, as Ron Unz sadly points out, Americans get most of their history from Hollywood
From its biggest claim to the smallest detail, Hollywood nearly always lies. Yet, as Ron Unz sadly points out, Americans get most of their history from Hollywood
A 78-year-old U.S. expatriate tells Linh Dinh about his three marriages – to a Vietnamese, a Japanese and a Ukrainian – his experiences during the Vietnam War and why Americans are “becoming dumber and angrier, a terrible combination”
An expatriate American tells of what he has learned after living nearly 18 years in virtual exile
An exptriate American’s advice on where to go and what to look out for once you decide to leave “the land of the free”
Linh Dinh answers critics who have accused him of “displaying “a non-White’s racial animus to a culture he … can never be party to”.
Here in Albania, writes Linh Dinh, most haven’t gotten the news the USA is allowing itself to be systematically castrated and lobotomized. America is still number one
Albanians are unaware they’re in much better shape than the toxic center, with its radiating foulness. Before Albanians are fully sucked in, though, the satanic cesspool will implode, thus saving them from soul sapping contamination
It’s an indication of how things have declined in the West, that according to Linh Dinh the Freest and Most Open Country in the world is an impoverished, former communist backwater
The brightest prospect of America’s quickening disintegration is the reemergence of the local. No longer poisoned by so much centralized filth, we will finally see and hear our neighbors more clearly, as if for the first time, even
Linh Dinh reflects on a writer who died in the 1960 but who would not be considered in today’s politically correct culture. Let alone published and reviewed
Linh Dinh reviews an old Hemingway story and ponders: Have American men softened even further as their women hardened even more?
Recovering from a bout of Illness in Tirana, Albania, Linh Dinh reflects on the writings of Fred Reed and John Cassavetes’ films