The Boy’s Own Paper

One of the authors of the Daniel Bell volume [The new American Right] says, in horror and astonishment, that the radical right intends to repeal the twentieth century. Heaven forfend! Who would want to repeal the twentieth century, the century of horror, the century of collectivism, the century of mass destruction and genocide, who would want to repeal that! Well, we propose to do just that.

With the inspiration of the death of the Soviet Union before us, we now know that it can be done. We shall break the clock of social democracy. We shall break the clock of the Great Society. We shall break the clock of the welfare state. We shall break the clock of the New Deal. We shall break the clock of Woodrow Wilson’s New Freedom and perpetual war. We shall repeal the twentieth century.

Murray Rothbard –A strategy for the right.

Dear Readers,

As regular readers may be aware This Journal and its Editor have something of a penchant for the Victorian, Neo-Victorian and Steampunk. Since my favourite Neo-Victorian journals (What ho Proles! and Nottlesby’s Notebook) have fallen into desuetude I have occasionally sought Sanctuary from this decadent and corrupt Age in the World of Steampunk. Of the various Steampunk Journals, one of my favourites has been Brass Googles.

It’s most recent entry has an unusual piece of Steampunk Music that I simply had to share with a less specialised Audience. What makes it unusual is that it isn’t a piece of Gothic or Electronic Music (both of which I frankly loathe) - it is, what one commentator called, “pith-hop”.

While warning the Sensitive of the presence of more sexual innuendo than a Carry On movie, The Boy’s Own Paper would like to Present:

Elemental — Cup of Brown Joy (a Tea Rap)

Now I’m off to brew a Pot of Tea.

Cheerio,
Mild Colonial Boy, Esq.

Poor Old Dirt Farmer — Levon Helm
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down — The Band (singer Levon Helm)

The essence of government is force : whatever its end, its means is compulsion. Government forces people to do what they would not otherwise choose to do, or it forces them to refrain from doing what they would otherwise do. So when we say, “Government should do x” we are really saying, “People should be forced to do x”. It should be obvious that force should be used only for the most serious reasons, such as preventing and punishing violence. The frivolous, improper, or excessive use of force is wrong. We used to call it tyranny. Unfortunately, too many people think that calling to government to do x is merely a way of saying that x is desirable. And so we are increasingly forced to do things that are not genuine social duties but merely good ideas. The result is that the role of state coercion in our lives grow greater and greater.

Joseph Sobran

Dear Readers–

To those of you who may be interested in my unusual Absence on the Aethernet over the last few months - I have been either in hospital or recuperating at my Grandmother’s or my Parents’ - from a knee operation incurred as the result of the deliberate action of a drunken and miscreant Brother.

Until such a time as I am able to go forth onto the Aetheric Waves -I would like to leave you with this comic song that I saw on Spicks & Specks to keep up your spirits in my abscence.

Sorta Dunno Nothing — Peter Denahy

Non, je ne regrette rien — Édith Piaf

It may be inferred again that the present movement for women’s rights will certainly prevail from the history of its only opponent, Northern conservatism. This is a party which never conserves anything. Its history has been that it demurs to each aggression of the progressive party, and aims to save its credit by a respectable amount of growling, but always acquiesces at last in the innovation. What was the resisted novelty of yesterday is today one of the accepted principles of conservatism; it is now conservative only in affecting to resist the next innovation, which will tomorrow be forced upon its timidity and will be succeeded by some third revolution; to be denounced and then adopted in its turn. American conservatism is merely the shadow that follows Radicalism as it moves forward towards perdition. It remains behind it, but never retards it, and always advances near its leader. This pretended salt bath utterly lost its savor: wherewith shall it be salted? Its impotency is not hard, indeed, to explain. It is worthless because it is the conservatism of expediency only, and not of sturdy principle. It intends to risk nothing serious for the sake of the truth, and has no idea of being guilty of the folly of martyrdom. It always, when about to enter a protest, very blandly informs the wild beast whose path it essays to stop, that its “bark is worse than its bite,” and that it only means to save its manners by enacting its decent role of resistance. The only practical purpose which it now subserves in American politics is to give enough exercise to Radicalism to keep it “in wind,” and to prevent its becoming pursy and lazy from having nothing to whip. No doubt, after a few years, when women’s suffrage shall have become an accomplished fact, conservatism will tacitly admit it into its creed, and thenceforward plume itself upon its wise firmness in opposing with similar weapons the extreme of baby suffrage; and when that too shall have been won, it will be heard declaring that the integrity of the American Constitution requires at least the refusal of suffrage to asses. There it will assume, with great dignity, its final position.

~~R. L. Dabney. “Women’s Rights Women”

(HT Back Water Report)

Dear Readers–

Never let it be said that this Journal shirks its duty to educate and illuminate. The Editor would like to direct your attention to a new addition to The Queen’s English Page - namely Hotforwords. At this website and its related YouTube Channel - your comely teacher Marina brings a certain exotic glamour to the dry as dust field of etymology; and with some success has aroused interest in the origins of words in a growing horde of students - for example Andrew.

Kudos to the delightful Marina for her sterling efforts at educating the Masses and fighting against the Objectification of Women.

Yours Sincerely,
Mild Colonial Boy, Esq.

Dear Readers–

In the course of events certain tunes are brought to mind by the circumstances of the day.

So, in response to James Kirchick’s unfair attack upon Daniel Larison for his “noxious views” (and his defence of Ron Paul), The Boy’s Own Journal presents:

The Bonnie Blue Flag

For Corey Delaney:

Frenzal Rhomb — Punch in the Face

For lastly, for Tane who in a thread at Kiwi Blog made the following comments:

Nice link by the way David, I think Mild Colonial Boy’s blog just about defines the term ‘objectification of women’

and

“…Na, I just think you encourage misogyny to boost your hit count and feed your rabid hoard. Doesn’t it concern you that your posts lead to such outbursts of sexism and racism among your supporters?

Then again, given you’re mates with the likes of Mild Colonial Boy and Whaleoil I can’t say I’m surprised. Next you’ll be turning up in gossip rags drinking with that old psycopath Barnsley Bill.”

Bad Company — Bad Company

Yours sincerely,

Mild Colonial Boy, Esq.

Frank Sinatra — That’s life

The Who — Won’t get fooled again

Dear Readers–

Tomorrow is the Federal Elections and the People of Forde will have to choose one of the following to represent them in Federal Parliament.

Both Her Facebook Fanclub and Myself fervently hope that The People will choose the Fair Miss Hajanl Ban to Represent them for the next Four Years.

Here is how to vote for her.

In the lead up to this election there has been some Media and Liberal speculation that Miss Ban will take the seat from the Liberals and Labor - we can only hope that this will come true.

Yours sincerely,

Mild Colonial Boy, Esq.

P.S. Here are some publically available photographs of the delightful Miss Ban going about her Election Campaign charming the Locals.

At the recent Young Nationals’ Yearly Meeting where she was MC.

“Chuck Norris doesn’t endorse  - he tells America how it’s going to be.”

(A tip of the Hat to Mr Eugenides)