February 1994
February Letters 103
As one who usually finds Gilbert Meilaender’s contributions to First Things interesting, insightful, and provocative, I am quite surprised…
Bloody-Minded Compassion
The Public Square Bizarre. Beyond the pale. Outrageous. Mad. Those are some of the terms applied to…
Poland: Reflections on a New World
For a national capital, Warsaw is very new and, finally, unconvincing as a city. After World War…
Psychology and the Abolition of Meaning
It is of course a commonplace nowadays to observe that we are living in the era of…
The Liberalism That We Need
The God who gave us life gave us liberty.—Thomas Jefferson They clamor for freedom—God, make them heed.…
A President in Process
It turns out, in retrospect, to have been a most ironically timed meeting. The White House Communications…
Woodstock Comes to Washington
If any further proof were needed that the Woodstock generation has taken over the federal government, President…
A Peculiar Little Test
Every two or three years, at a small, elite New England university, I offer a graduate-level course…
Sorting Us Out
All persons of good will have reason to rejoice over the progress made in recent years in…
Appropriating the Paradox
Three Discourses on Imagined Occasions by søren kierkegaard princeton university press, 181 pages, $39 Upbuilding Discourses…
Anti-Antiliberalism
The Anatomy of Antiliberalism by stephen holmes harvard university press, 330 pages, $29.95 As the 1990s bring…
We Are Many
A People Divided: Judaism in Contemporary America by jack wertheimer basic books, 267 pages, $25 The slogan…
The Big Lie Continued
Denying the Holocaust: The Growing Assault on Truth and Memory by deborah lipstadt free press, 278 pages,…
Remembering John Bunce
Below these bluffs, branch water like a wind in leaves ruffles the hollow. The rush and spill sings through bare…
I Will Expose You, God
I will expose you, God, where You hide behind the great gray universe, twinkling stars like marbles through the airless…
The Steeple of Ste. Odile
Dear Ste. Odile, Do you not see the point? I chose you quite by chance My sheer sister From among all…