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March 30, 2026 33 Comments

Because some things do bear repeating, a few items from the archives:

The Struggle To Find Fault.

On Calvin and Hobbes – and progressive journalists who find it “problematic.”

As I’ve said regarding the pop-culture site io9, the more insufferably woke the site has become, the more generic and unwritten its content feels.

By which I mean, it was once possible to stumble across lengthy articles on niche pop-culture subjects, often written with an affectionate expertise. Now, however, it’s difficult to differentiate one contributor from another. The content doesn’t read as if anyone in particular wrote it. It’s flavourless, uniform in its politics and ideological assumptions – both pointedly announced – and uniform in its tone. It might as well be generated by an algorithm.

I suppose that’s what makes the Calvin and Hobbes article grimly funny, in a disappointing modernity kind of way. If you poke through Mr Shayo’s other, numerous contributions, the tone, such as it is, is much the same. There’s no obvious personality – no sense of any particular person having written it – no sense of mischief, and no discernible wit. Mr Shayo is, however, capable of making entirely contradictory claims, on the very same subject, mere days apart.

For instance, in the article quoted above, Mr Shayo worries that the absence of smartphones and GPS tracking devices may be “baffling for young readers,” and he bemoans how the strip “doesn’t have any modern technology.” And yet we’re told – days later – that, “the lack of technological influence makes the strip read as a timeless work.” “It always feels that it’s something that could still happen today… the absence of technology is hardly notable.”

Likewise, Mr Shayo insists that “ending Calvin and Hobbes is exactly what saved it,” and praises the strip’s creator, Bill Watterson, for refusing to license spin-offs, adaptations, and potentially lucrative merchandise, thereby “living up to the ideals that the strip… championed.” “Ending the strip,” we’re told, “was a good decision” and “there is no reason to tarnish that legacy by adding more to an already concluded work.”

While, one week earlier, “Calvin and Hobbes needs to be an animated show.” Because “an adaptation or continuation is essential.”

Let’s Do It, But In A Way That’s Less Likely To Work.

In which we poke through the Parenting pages of the Guardian.

“For us,” says Eleanor Margolis, “the ideal parenting setup would consist of three or four of us sharing responsibility for a child (the others involved would also be responsible for providing the sperm).”

Providing the sperm. A joyous and maternal turn of phrase.

Also of note, the idea of wanting a baby, but with only a third or a quarter of the responsibility. A kind of low-commitment parenting.

Bodes well.

Readers are invited to ponder the appeal, for any gentleman with fatherhood in mind, of effectively becoming a sperm donor who is also expected to perform household chores, for many years, and to pay child maintenance. In a sexless relationship with random lesbians who may find him barely tolerable, a necessary complication.

But this, it seems, is how one “redefines the family unit completely.” It’s “the ideal parenting setup.”

Manicurist’s Nightmare.

Cross-dressing man issues orders to women.

I’m still processing the fact that a man who wants to violate women’s private spaces, who regards womanhood as some kind of costume, and who expects deference from women regarding what they may think and say, is now lecturing us on “patriarchy,” misogyny, and “toxic men.”

Not Entirely Arbitrary.

On the non-random nature of who you are.

A person doesn’t just happen to be born into a context that their parents also just happened to be born into. I could not have been born to Mr and Mrs Jeong in South Korea, any more than I could have been born to a Yemeni peasant couple, or a Californian billionaire. Much as I – the person talking to you now – could not have been born in 1652.

The newborn me was a result of a particular lineage, of choices made by specific individuals and the genes of those individuals – who can of course say the same thing about themselves. To imply that anyone’s birth is a random thing, as if it could have happened anywhere, at any time, as if the particulars were immaterial, is, it seems to me, a little odd. Indeed, arse-backwards.

And I doubt that many parents see the birth of their child as some random occurrence, unmoored from any context or preceding events. I’d imagine it wouldn’t seem random at all.

Unless you imagine a queue of souls waiting to spawn in some small but arbitrary body on a continent chosen by the spin of a wheel. Or cosmic bingo balls. 

For those craving more, this is a pretty good place to start.

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March 27, 2026 204 Comments

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March 24, 2026 111 Comments

“Open borders” advocate Nicholas Decker shares his thoughts on totally progressive fatherhood:

I would like to have kids. I’m quite set on this. I feel that I would be very happy raising them. I think that I would find joy and purpose in helping them grow and learn and do great things.

So far, so good. If not exactly newsworthy. Perhaps a twist is coming, some needless contrivance.

There is one thing, though – they will not be genetically mine.

Ah.

This does not mean that I would adopt. Rather, I would have someone else, who I consider to be genetically better than me, be the father of the child.

There we go. Not sure if watching is involved.

I have thought about this a great deal, and not only do I think it is the right thing to do, but it is something which everyone should do.

It seems we’re expected to follow Mr Decker’s lead, into that glorious tomorrow, where cuckoldry is ascendant, an ideal, and where fathers and their children are biologically disconnected and physically estranged. Because that always goes smoothly. No issues there. There follows a rather flattened understanding of genetics, and much convoluted fretting, but the gist is,

If you could choose to do something which would make [your children] better off, at no cost to yourself, you would of course choose to do it… The single biggest way that you can do this is in selecting a high-quality mate. Having someone else take your own place is simply an extension of the same principle.

At which point, readers may be wondering if there’s something wrong with Mr Decker. I mean, some debilitating condition that he would rather not pass on.

You might say that my genes are perfectly adequate. I have heard this a lot. I agree entirely.

I sense a looming but.

However, I am not the best possible.

It strikes me as a little odd, in terms of hypothetical fatherhood, comparing one’s own as-yet-unknown potential in that regard against some entirely abstract ideal, the particulars of which remain unclear. Fatherhood, I’ve been told, more than once, is very much a process of discovery, and indeed self-discovery.

You might also think that I will relate to [my child] better if they are more like me. I disagree with this.

I’m reminded of the boastfully oblivious noises poked at here. From childless progressives who claimed to view any hypothetical parenting on their part, the birth of a child, as some arbitrary occurrence, unmoored from any biological inheritance or preceding events. Childless progressives who were seemingly unfamiliar with the strange pleasure of seeing one’s children develop the features and attributes of oneself, one’s partner, and various relatives.

However,

I do not particularly care about my family.

Bodes well.

I do care quite a lot about other people, including those who I have asked. I would rather my children be more like them than like my family.

He cares quite a lot about other people, you see. Just not his own family. Hence pursuing biological disconnection, the breaking of lineage and ancestry. At which point, any passing psychiatrists are welcome to chip in.

And then, of course, there’s the issue of whether biological connectedness might be statistically optimal in terms of parenting, engagement, avoiding neglect, and so forth. As available data would suggest. And which would seem to have bearing on any child’s odds of flourishing and happiness.

Needless to say, replies to Mr Decker on X have been lively:

Why not have someone better than you raise them?

And,

Just cut out the middlemen and start paying child support to multiple men with superior genetics for their procreation.

Mr Decker tells us he is “presently pursuing a PhD in Economics at George Mason University.” His interests include “reducing poverty… particularly in Sub-Saharan Africa.”

Update, via the comments:

Pst314 points out that Mr Decker has, not too long ago, been in the news.

Update 2:

From Mr Decker’s Substack, a reader’s comment:

I kept making this point on Twitter and Reddit and it was very demoralising because no one would agree with me. People didn’t really have good counterarguments imo – the ones that made sense to me were the evolutionary ones, but I talked to Diana Fleischmann about it and she didn’t think people are wired to care about whether their children are genetically theirs.

So it makes me very happy to see you making this argument and owning it. But I’m also saddened to see so many people caring so much about their genetics being passed on – it feels selfish and it makes me feel like people don’t really care about the wellbeing of their offspring, despite claiming that they do.

With such levels of unrealism and contrivance, such practised not-noticing, it’s not altogether clear where one might begin.

We have arrived at the assumption that a primal, root-level motivation found across species is somehow absent in human beings – for no clearly stated reason – despite all appearance to the contrary, across continents and centuries, and despite the fact that human offspring are unusually dependent and require an uncommonly prolonged and costly investment by the parents.

Presumably, we should ignore studies confirming the correlation of parental investment and physical resemblance, i.e., relatedness, and the statistical preference among adoptive parents for children who could pass for their own biological offspring. Likewise, the lower aggregate levels of investment by stepfathers, noted many times.

And I’m guessing we’ll have to ignore the entire history of human courtship, a great deal of which has been geared towards ensuring genetic relatedness – and to avoiding cuckoldry. The cuckoldry that Mr Decker claims will somehow improve the world.

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Anthropology Politics

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March 22, 2026 102 Comments

Devil Himself to pass within mere miles of council staff workplace, sandbags deployed, weeping ensues:

Labour council offers staff ‘safe spaces’ because Farage is visiting.

Although Mr Farage’s brief presence in the city will have “no direct impact” on Council staff, Leeds City Council human resources chief, Mr John Ebo, has assured pre-emptively traumatised employees that they will be comforted with “wellbeing network chats.” “Safe space conversations” will, of course, be “enabled.”

Council employees are urged to “be vigilant.”

I’m just going to leave this here, for no reason whatsoever.

Readers may detect an implicit gulf, both political and psychological, between much of the electorate and the people who spend their money.

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March 20, 2026 124 Comments

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