The Deconstructionists and the Preservers The average person assumes that everyone wants the same things and merely disagrees about how to achieve them. But the social fracture we are living through is deeper: people no longer agree on what they want at all. Consider the conflicts dominating the news—crime, the border, online speech, and who raises children. Beneath each is a question rarely acknowledged: Does society corrupt human beings, or does it elevate them above their animal nature? If social constructs are oppressive, then every institution becomes suspect. Hierarchy, cultural norms, the family, and the nation appear to be cages designed to restrain a free creature. The only honest response, in this view, is to tear them down. The belief that society corrupts the individual is not fringe doctrine. It is the creed of much of the elite class governing the West. From Rousseau, who argued that man was born free until society placed him in chains, through Marx, who identified those chains as capital and class, to the postmodernists, who reduced institutions to masks for power, the thread remains unbroken. It is the philosophy of universities, the cultural industry, and the bureaucrats shaped by both. Opposing it is the older conviction of Hobbes and Hegel: that a person stripped of structure is not free, but frightened and dangerous, and that order is what improves him. Hobbes saw that without order, life becomes a war of all against all. Hegel believed that people become fully themselves through family, community, and the rational state. The divide, then, is not simply left against right. It is the deconstructionists against the preservers. The irony the demolishers never grasp is that freedom does not remain after every structure is cleared away. It requires personal responsibility as a cultural habit. When order is destroyed in the name of liberty, society begins to collapse. Something must bear the weight, and the state eventually fills the void—without moving gently. Liberty pursued through demolition produces, with grim reliability, the conditions of slavery. The deconstructionist imagines himself a liberator striking mankind’s chains. In truth, he is the architect of the cage.
Survey evidence points the same way: the amplifier isn't absolute poverty but felt relative deprivation, the sense of being systematically neglected compared to others. And the bitter irony is that AfD policies would cut incomes: ~€1,600 per person per year statewide. 11/ #RelativeDeprivation #AfD #IncomeInequality #DE
Ich sprach heute mehrfach telefonisch über Drohnenvorfälle - vom Flughafen Berlin aus, der zeitweise wegen „Drohnensichtungen“ den Flugbetrieb einstellte. Oh, the irony. Wann endlich vernünftige Sensorik statt „Sichtung“? #Drohnen #Flughafen #Sicherheit
2/ There's real irony here. The external shock — Russia's invasion of Ukraine — made Finland cling more tightly to a status quo that is now eroding from within, as the US joins the ranks of revisionist powers and a rift opens in the "global west." #Finland #UkraineWar #GlobalWest #FI #RU #UA #US
Stejně je ironie, že se prezentuješ jako úspěšný automobilový závodník a majitel velké sbírky vozidel. No a pak nezvládneš projet křižovatkou v půjčeném autě. #ironye #závody #automobily
Let me share with you a bit of history. Spain vs Portugal at the World Cup is centuries of a rivalry built on one irony: the word for their shared dream, "iberismo," that is the idea of being a single country, means opposite things in each language. In Spanish: iberismo = #Iberismo #SpainVsPortugal #WorldCupRivalry #ES #PT
The irony: By wanting to abolish birthright citizenship, MAGA wants the US to be more like - wait for it - EUROPE! The continent they most despise. #BirthrightCitizenship #Irony #MAGA #US #EU
Not sure if wrld.org has an arts or literature section? I’m looking for beta readers for a new book “Letters from England”. Here is an overview: OVERVIEW In August 2015, Timothy Goldring, a British businessman, began a sentence of seven years in Changi Maximum Security Prison, Singapore. He had no telephone. He could not always reply to letters. He had a concrete floor, a tikka sleeping mat, and seven cellmates in a cell twelve feet by twenty. The following month, a letter arrived through the food hatch. It was typed. It was from Lancashire. It began: Dear Tim, Trust your accommodation is up to the normal standards. Francis - IT businessman, Fitbit enthusiast, walker of the Yorkshire Dales, dreamer of a bungalow in Burnley with an inside lavatory — wrote to his oldest friend every month for four and a half years. Fifty-one letters. He did not miss a month. He wrote about what was happening in the world, about Donald Trump and Brexit, about his shoulder operation and his grandchildren and the taxi he drove home drunk on New Year’s Eve. He wrote the way he talked — with a Lancashire man’s instinct for irony, an old friend’s instinct for loyalty, and the stubborn conviction that the world continued and his friend was entitled to know about it. He did not write about the cell. He did not write about the sentence. He treated Timothy as he had always treated him: as a man who was interested in the world and entitled to opinions about it. Between every line, unspoken but unmistakable, was a single message: “I have not forgotten you. Here is the world, held open. I’m keeping your place in it warm.” Letters from England is two books woven into one. It is Francis’s book — a month-by-month chronicle of Britain, seen through the lens of one man’s grim, affectionate, furiously funny dispatch from the outside world. And it is Timothy’s book — the replies he could not send at the time: what it is to receive, month after month, the voice of a friend speaking from a world you can no longer reach. What it is to discover, in the most reduced of circumstances, that a smaller world is not necessarily a lesser one. That a monk’s cell and a prison cell are, in certain lights, the same room. That friendship, at its most austere — stripped of presence, of reciprocal conversation, of every ordinary reassurance — is perhaps the most extraordinary thing there is. This is not a story of crime or punishment. It is a story of loyalty. Of what one man does when another disappears from the world. He writes. Month after month. Into the silence. Because the alternative — to say nothing, to let the distance win — was, for Francis, sat in his cottage in Lancashire, simply not acceptable. If anyone is interested let me know and we’ll figure out how to get a pdf to you. Many thanks.
RT @JournalismSEEN: The irony in this interview from Fiona Bruce - who has resolutely failed at every opportunity to fact check sex - will… #FactChecking #Journalism #Irony #Nocountrycodesarementionedinthetweet.

The article discusses the irony of Donald Trump's foreign policy, which has seen a shift from perceived appeasement towards a more effective balancing act with Ukraine amidst ongoing challenges in Iran, ultimately illustrating a recalibration of American involvement that highlights the success of European allies in supporting Ukraine while questioning the sustainability of U.S. commitments in the Middle East. #ForeignPolicy #UkraineConflict #MiddleEastPolicy #US #IR #RU #UA #EU #CN #IL
The article examines the irony of Donald Trump's foreign policy, contrasting his approach to the Ukraine conflict, where American support has adapted and empowered European allies, with his more chaotic and high-risk strategy in the Middle East, ultimately suggesting that the situation in Ukraine reflects a rebalancing of power that could sustain America's global influence despite its reduced commitment. #ForeignPolicy #Ukraine #TrumpAdministration #US #IR #RU #UA #EU #CA #DE #IS #CN
In her book on the mother tongue of the Indo-European family, Laura Spinney explores the connection between the ancient Yamnaya people, who were the early speakers of Proto-Indo-European inhabiting the steppes of Ukraine and Russia, and the ongoing conflict in the region, highlighting the tragic irony of two brother nations fighting in what may be the birthplace of their shared linguistic heritage. #IndoEuropean #History #Culture #UA #RU
More baby time for everyone! It's an irony of contemporary society that most of us who work and socialize in adult spaces get very little time with babies and young children, while parents are isolated and overwhelmed. https://t.co/REO1Glr83g -
RT @jabaevit: This irony from JD Vance is thick.
