The wages of right-wingery


It has happened over and over. A population of fools falls for the lies and promises of a charismatic right-wing authoritarian. Slowly and painfully the slow learners realize that they’ve been had, but by then getting rid of a corrupted, criminalized government may not be an easy matter. Just ask Germany under Hitler, Italy under Mussolini, Spain under Franco, Portugal under Salazar and Caetano, Greece under the Colonels, Argentina under the military junta, Chile under Pinochet. Now Hungary under Orbán is history. Still to fully learn their lesson and throw off a criminal government: Russia under Putin and America under Trump.

It looks to me like an iron rule with no real exceptions: Right-wingery always leads to ruin, remorse, and revolution. Hungary is incredibly fortunate to be able to have their revolution with a lawful election. It remains to be seen whether the United States will be able to do that. Orbán was able to stay in power through institutional capture, patronage, propaganda, legal harassment, and intimidation. Orbán was not very violent. Trump, on the other hand (like Putin), is entirely willing to use violence to get what he wants.

The extreme right is often good at producing spectacle, enemies, and temporary, triumphal euphoria for those who are susceptible. But the extreme right cannot, anywhere under any circumstances, produce anything that is durable and decent.

Hungary’s Péter Magyar is troublingly conservative. But at least he promises to restore democracy, turn Hungary away from Putin, and rejoin Europe. If he doesn’t do that, I suspect that, given what they’ve so recently learned, the people of Hungary will catch on pretty quick.

At least we’re getting better and better laughs out of the blunders of the Trump regime. Their cluelessness in not comprehending that a visit by Vance would help Orbán lose the election was hilarious, as were the stories about Vance and Jared Kushner stomping out of Pakistan after the Iranians made fools of them. And then there was Melania’s press conference, which Saturday Night Live had a lot of fun with.

And then there’s this (⬇︎), apparently intended to keep evangelicals on board. I shudder to think what it must be like to be so stupid.

John Twelve Hawks has let us down


After I first discovered John Twelve Hawks in 2014, he became my favorite living science fiction author. He had not published a new novel (Spark) since 2014, so I was eager to read Certainty, which will be released by Doubleday on April 28.

In fact I was so eager that I requested an advance review copy from the publisher.

Certainty is not a pleasure to read. Its characters are not very interesting. The plot is confusingly complicated. The dialogue is ho-hum. The theme, I think, has something to do with the risks posed by artificial intelligence and virtual reality, though that never comes into focus.

Many of John Twelve Hawks’ fans will no doubt love this novel and will not see it as a failure. But I do see the novel as a failure, and I think that why the novel fails is very much connected with the failures of editors in the science fiction publishing industry for the past twenty years or so.

What are editors for? Once upon a time, I think the function of editors was to get good books into print and to work with writers to make books better. These days I think most editors see their jobs as serving some kind of social purpose — “to let other voices be heard” or something, or to make up for the past social sins of the publishing industry.

If a person has what it takes to get a job as an editor in a New York publishing house, then one certainly ought to have the confidence to assert some editorial judgment with writers. If I were such an editor, and if John Twelve Hawks had come to me with this novel, I’d ask him a polite but pointed question: “Is there anything else you’re working on?”

Certainty was doomed to fail the moment John Twelve Hawks finished his outline (if he works with an outline). The flaws are structural.

Certainty begins with three different sets of characters in three different settings. This is a terrible thing to do to a reader. Before the reader has any narrative investment in the story, before the author has generated any suspense or let the reader know what the stakes are, the reader must work through not one but three different sets of exposition.

Exposition is a framework in which readers can begin to follow the story. Who are these characters? What kind of place do they live in? How do the characters relate to each other? What is happening to them right now? What is at stake? Why should the reader care enough to keep going?

All stories of course require exposition, and one of the marks of a good writer is to make that exposition as transparent and interesting as possible. I’d wager that few writers are good enough to succeed at keeping a reader’s attention through three sets of exposition at the beginning of a story.

Not until somewhere near the middle of Certainty do we get an idea of how the three sets of characters are going to intersect. I found myself constantly looking back at previous chapters to remember characters’ names, or to remember where they were and what they were doing the last time we saw them. Reading fiction, to be sure, requires a reader’s attention and concentration. But a writer is on very thin ice indeed if he overloads a reader with exposition before the reader is interested in the story or cares about the characters.

Many stories, of course, involve simultaneous action. A good writer can build suspense by alternating between two or even three theaters of action. But I would argue that that can be done only after the reader has become well acquainted with the characters and deeply invested in the story. J.R.R. Tolkien and George R.R. Martin were masters of that technique, but only after they had secured the reader’s investment in their characters and the stakes of the story.

In short, Certainty is a story that gets off to a bad start and never recovers. Insofar as the story is about AI, the message is so vague and so weak that it doesn’t stir up anything worth continuing to think about.

John Twelve Hawks is still my favorite living science fiction writer, because of The Traveler, The Dark River, The Golden City, and Spark. But it’s a shame about Certainty.

AI as tech support



Cartoon by ChatGPT 5.4

Here’s a use for AI that everybody could use from time to time: tech support.

A few days ago, I noticed that anything I attached to an outgoing email was being converted to a proprietary Microsoft format. The person I sent the email to, unless they were using a Windows computer, would see a file named “winmail.dat,” and there’d be nothing they could do with it.

I Googled to try to figure out what was going on. Apparently this is something that a Microsoft mail server does when it encounters an email written in rich text (RTF) format. My email is hosted at GoDaddy. They use a Microsoft Exchange server for handling email. I’m on a Macintosh.

I called GoDaddy tech support.

I was on the phone with the first GoDaddy tech support person for 40 minutes. She said she’d never seen this issue before. Eventually, after putting me on hold for four times, she said she was escalating me to the next level of tech support.

While I was on hold waiting for the next person, it occurred to me to ask Claude what was going on. Claude immediately and accurately told me what was causing the problem and said that GoDaddy or Microsoft had clearly changed the defaults on their Exchange server. The fix, Claude said, is about 672 levels deep (I’m exaggerating) in my email configuration at GoDaddy. Many people had been affected by this GoDaddy (or Microsoft) mistake, Claude said, and GoDaddy had put out a memorandum on their support site.

This second person apparently understood the problem, but his English was poor. He couldn’t understand me very well, nor I him. After ten minutes of his trying to help me navigate 672 levels deep in GoDaddy menus, I finally gave up and said that I’d run out of time and would work on this later.

Then I turned to Claude. After five minutes the problem was solved.

I learned my lesson. Hereafter, if I need tech support, I’ll ask Claude first. Any time you have a problem with your computer or need to figure out how to do something new, an AI can probably help. I’ve been using Claude rather than ChatGPT for technical matters because I think Claude is a little better at that. Keep in mind that both Claude and ChatGPT can interpret screen shots if they need to see what’s happening on your computer screen. And it’s not just computers. Claude also answered some questions about a new Bosch dishwasher.

Delivering eternal damnation isn’t easy, you know



Pete Hegseth. Source: Wikimedia Commons

I had a nice email this morning asking if everything is OK since I haven’t posted for a couple of weeks. Yup… Here in the woods everything is fine. But some days it’s an effort to manage the rage at what’s happening in the world. Rage doesn’t make good commentary, nor is it good for mental health. So back to the garden with me, or the kitchen, or the computer.

Plus there’s not much I can add when I think that the media and our public intellectuals are getting things right. Heather Cox Richardson and Paul Krugman, in their daily Substack posts, are doing a fantastic job of writing the first draft of history. That should be the New York Times’ job. The Times, though, can’t just come right out and say plainly that what we are dealing with not only is fascism, but also complete idiots and psychopaths. Still, reading between the lines, it’s obvious that the New York Times staff now understand perfectly well what we’re up against, though they were a year or two (or more) late, and they continue to do a lot of sanewashing.

Part of the rage — you probably feel it too — is that we as civilized people have no choice but to stand back and watch as this pig circus of pluperfect idiots, who understand nothing other than domination and destruction, blunder around the world destroying things and killing people at enormous taxpayer expense. And because stupid people don’t know they’re stupid, they believe themselves chosen to instruct the rest of us on moral excellence. Just listen to this prayer by by the odious Pete Hegseth:

“Almighty God, who trains our hands for war and our fingers for battle, you who stirred the nations from the north against Babylon of old, making her land a desolation where none dwell, behold now the wicked who rise against your justice and the peace of the righteous. Snap the rod of the oppressor, frustrate the wicked plans, and break the teeth of the ungodly. By the blast of your anger, let the evil perish. Let their bulls go down to slaughter for their day has come, the time of their punishment. Pour out your wrath upon those who plot vain things and blow them away like chaff before the wind.

“Grant this task force clear and righteous targets for violence. Surround them as a shield, protect the innocent and blameless in their midst. Make their arrows like those of a skilled warrior who returned not empty-handed. Let every round find its mark against the enemies of righteousness and our great nation. Give them wisdom in every decision, endurance for the trial ahead, unbreakable unity, and overwhelming violence of action against those who deserve no mercy. Preserve their lives, sharpen their resolve, and let justice be executed swiftly and without remorse that evil may be driven back and wicked souls delivered to the eternal damnation prepared for them. For the wicked flee when no one pursues, but the righteous are as bold as a lion. We ask these things with bold confidence in the mighty and powerful name of Jesus Christ, King over all kings and amen.”

I have to believe that eventually we not only will remove these people from power, we’ll also hold them accountable. But it isn’t just them. It’s also the 77 million idiot Americans who voted for them. Fixing that kind of dumb will take generations.

What was it he said? I’m tempted to quote him, even at the risk of indulging my rage:

Pour out your wrath upon those who plot vain things and blow them away like chaff before the wind.

That level of depravity and the blind projection of what he is onto others is almost incomprehensible. But here we are.

How’s that cakewalk going?



Trump speaking at a Women’s History Month event. Source: the White House.


It’s remarkable — and exceedingly scary — how what we’re now reading about the world economy is so similar to what happened during the Covid pandemic. A virus caused the pandemic and the inflation that followed. Trump and his pack of righteous simpletons did it this time.

Apparently they thought that bombing Iran would be a quick and easy win — wham bam, kill the ayatollah, install a puppet, drown out Epstein, make fools of those who are unmanly and timid, and fill the airwaves with footage of smoke over Tehran and Republicans doing victory laps.

Instead:

• Oil and gas prices have jumped.

• It’s planting season, and farmers have to deal with fertilizer shortages, fertilizer prices, and higher costs of diesel fuel.

• Iran’s promise to keep the Strait of Hormuz closed is driving up the cost not just of oil, but of everything that is shipped by sea. As the New York Times writes this morning: “Beyond its effects on oil and gas, the unfolding war in the Middle East is roiling shipping and airfreight, threatening the availability of a vast range of goods.”

• Manufacturers, from electronics to textiles, are not getting the materials they need. We’re nowhere near Covid-level disruptions, but the longer the Middle East is in turmoil, the worse the situation will become.

• If the turmoil continues, grocery prices will start to go up. Grains and oils and everything that contains them will increasingly become a problem. Fresh produce shipped by air is already becoming a problem, as producers watch things rot and buyers either do without or pay more.

• We’re being reminded that we’re just as globalized as we were during Covid. Just-in-time supply chains are just as brittle. Manufacturers will have to deal not only with missing inputs but with falling demand.

• Trump wanted interest rate cuts. Instead he’s got more inflation pressure, more uncertainty, and less room for the Fed to cut.

• The stock market is nervous and is looking awfully toppy.

• The longer this keeps up, the more people will panic over gas and grocery prices.

• The best estimate is that about 2,000 people have been killed so far, including American soldiers and 160 people in an Iranian children’s school. In Lebanon, more than 800,000 people have been evacuated because of the bombing and are now refugees.

The MAGA warriors thought that their little excursion would look good on television, win them votes, and improve their ratings. Instead it is starting to look like Covid with drones and missiles and no Biden to blame. They’ve had their cakewalk. Now they have to eat it.


Note: ChatGPT 5.4 helped with the research for this post.


Ayatollahs bombing ayatollahs



Official White House photo via Wikimedia Commons. The photo was taken March 5, 2026, five days after Trump started bombing Iran. Click here for high-resolution uncropped version.


Everyone should see this photo. I’ve cropped it to fit the space, but if you click on the high-resolution link you’ll see the wide version.

The photo captures the total madness of American power under Trump. Not only are such people rafters-and-rabies crazy, they think so highly of themselves, and they are so delusional, that they think this kind of Jesus theater is somehow uplifting. Fools don’t know they’re fools. Religion in America has always been blind and dumb and foolish. But now it has merged with fascism.

I don’t know who the people in the photo are, other than Paula White, a millionaire who speaks in tongues and sells “blessings” for cash. It’s safe to assume that all of them are con men who fleece the ignorant.

From Pete Hegseth to Pam Bondi to Stephen Miller, this is what Trump has brought to Washington.

A bully who can easily reverse his 2-vote loss



Phil Berger, president pro tempore of the North Carolina Senate and the most wicked man in Raleigh. Source: Wikimedia Commons.


For fifteen years, Phil Berger has been doing the devil’s work in Raleigh. North Carolina is a purple state, with a Democratic governor but a legislature that Berger has turned into a right-wing instrument of terror. In yesterday’s Republican primary, the unofficial returns showed Berger two votes behind the Rockingham County sheriff, Sam Page, 13,075 to 13,077.

Provisional votes have not yet been processed. There surely will be a recount. Page declared victory, but the media are mostly saying that it’s too close to call.

OK. I’ll call it.

Unless it freezes over, there is no way in hell that Berger will allow a mere two votes to put an end to his power.

One of Berger’s projects was changing the law so that Republicans control the state and county boards of elections by taking away the Democratic governor’s power to appoint members of the state board. The puppet strings from which the state board of elections dangles, not to mention all one hundred Republican-dominated county boards of elections, go straight into Berger’s busy hands. Utter ugliness, Republican style, is guaranteed as Page and Berger continue to fight it out. I’d be very surprised if it doesn’t go to the N.C. Supreme Court, which is dominated by Republicans. One Republican member of that court is Berger’s son, nepo baby Phil Berger Jr.!

Where there is evil to be done, Berger has done it — the “bathroom” bill and the marriage amendment to inflame the culture wars, tax cuts for the corporations and the rich, interference with the state’s universities, the starving of the public school system and diversion of public money to religious schools and private schools, and obscene levels of gerrymandering to send right-wingers to Raleigh and to Washington.

Berger caused himself a lot of blowback with his maneuvers to try to cram casinos down North Carolina’s throat, including a proposed casino in his home county of Rockingham. The sheriff, Sam Page, didn’t like that idea because of all the crime and drunk drivers it would bring. The casino blunder was one of the few times that Berger didn’t get what he wanted, and he opened the door to be primaried. The sheriff is no saint. But if Sheriff Page was able to take Berger’s place in Raleigh, then the political machine that Berger built as the N.C. Senate Republican leader would come crashing down.

There is nothing that any Democrat can do as Berger goes to work to keep his power. The Democratic governor has no power to keep things legal and honest. Republicans own it all — the state and county boards of elections and the N.C. Supreme Court. Thanks to gerrymandering, the Democrat who will run against Berger in the fall doesn’t have a snowball’s chance.

Berger is a case study in Republican ruthlessness. Sheriff Page had better watch out for the payback. I hope he’s got good lawyers. Half the voters in Berger’s senate district want him out. That, too, is going to generate some ugly Republican-style politics in Rockingham County. But I doubt that Berger spends much time there.


Update, Saturday, March 7: The news from yesterday is that, after the provisional votes were counted, Page is now ahead by 23 votes. There probably will be a recount. But now the election is a bit harder for Berger to steal.


What we can learn from our DNA



From the island of Gometra in Scotland. Photo from a trip in 2018. My DNA shows that my ancestors lived in places like this for 4,000 years. Click for high-resolution version.


The most important thing to know before choosing a DNA test is that there are three types of tests. They vary in cost, and each provides different information.

1. Autosomal DNA. About $100. This type of test looks at an individual’s DNA from both parents. It’s most effective for the past 300 to 400 years of ancestry. It estimates ancestry components, such as how much Germanic, Scandinavian, or African ancestry an individual has.

2. mtDNA. About $200. This is maternal DNA. Mothers pass it to all their children, but only daughters pass it on. It helps trace the path of maternal migration and contains information that can be traced thousands of years into the past. It does not provide ancestry percentages.

3. Y-DNA. Up to $500, depending on how many steps you want to sequence. This is paternal DNA. It is passed almost unchanged from fathers to sons. Mutations occur at a statistically predictable rate. It can show migration paths for thousands of years. It does not provide ancestry percentages.

Brick walls

When people research their ancestry through written records, things often get murky a few generations back. In the U.S., courthouse fires burned a lot of birth records and wills. Information on ship arrivals is incomplete. Amateur genealogists make a lot of mistakes. People often hit “brick walls” and can’t reliably trace a line any further.

My surname is Dalton. Records show pretty reliably that the first male Dalton arrived in Tidewater Virginia around 1699. His first name is not known for certain, but he’s known as “Timothy 1.” No one has ever been able to find records about exactly where he came from. For me, that’s a brick wall. We do know that his descendants migrated up the river valleys to the Charlottesville area, and then southward down into the Blue Ridge Mountains, where my father was born.

I recently bought an upgrade at FamilyTreeDNA to do the maximum possible sequencing on my Y-DNA. I waited more than two months for the results. The raw data is complicated, but now we have AI tools to help us interpret it. I use ChatGPT.

Because I have a great many genetic connections with Ireland, for some years I though that Timothy 1 might have come from Ireland. The new information from more detailed sequencing changes the story. Timothy 1 almost certainly came from northern England, probably Lancashire or Yorkshire. There are still a good many Daltons there.

Celtic to the bone

But here things get really interesting. I will never know their names or anything about their lives (other than what can be surmised from where they lived). But because Y-DNA is particularly useful for studying migration paths, we know where they lived for more than 10,000 years.

My paternal ancestors, then, were Celts. They arrived in Britain long before the Romans — around 2,000 BC.

Where were they when the wheel was invented, around 3,500 BC? They were almost certainly in the grassy steppes of Russia north of the Black Sea — maybe Ukraine. Much earlier, they migrated out of Africa and gradually spread across Eurasia. It was about 4,000 BC when they migrated through Turkey.

Thank you, wheel

It was the wheel that helped enable their migration westward into Europe. By 2,500 BC they had reached Germany and Poland. They probably crossed into Britain around 2,200 BC. Until Timothy 1 left for the American colonies, they lived in Britain for 4,000 years, most of that time in northern England. They were in Britain for the final stages of the building of Stonehenge.

Because of my love of languages and the history of language, the migration data allows some pretty accurate guesses about the languages they spoke. Working backward: English → (Early Modern English) → Middle English → Old English (Anglo-Saxon) → Brittonic Celtic (Cumbric/Common Brittonic; closest living cousin is Welsh) → Proto-Celtic → Proto-Indo-European.

Curse you, Iona

When were the poor souls Christianized? They probably were Christianized around 650 AD (or CE, as we now say). There were monasteries (such as Lindisfarne) that spread Christianity into northern England. It was in 635 AD when Saint Aidan came from the island of Iona (in Scotland) to found a monastery. I visited Iona in 2019, and I hated the place for the atmosphere of smug righteousness that clings to it. It was almost as though I realized, from somewhere deep in my genes, that the monastery at Iona had something to do with beating Christianity into my contentedly pagan ancestors.

They survived, obviously

Plagues and wars brought an end to many family lines. Between 1347 and 1351, the Black Death killed roughly 30–50% of England’s population. In some regions, mortality was even higher. My ancestors would have witnessed and survived the Norman Conquest — 1066. They probably took the Dalton surname between 1,200 and 1,400.

I can’t go home again

My first trip to Ireland was in 1996. As I explored the country lanes of County Kerry, drove over the mountain of Carrauntoohil, and looked out over the Atlantic toward Skellig Michael, again and again I had the feeling — this is home. It was some years later before I explored and thoroughly hiked similar terrain in Scotland. I’ve been all over England and much of Wales. As much as I love the Appalachian Highlands, it’s Ireland and the British Isles that feel most like home to me. Cows, the scent of the cool springs where milk is stored, cows in green pasture, heaths and bogs, the Atlantic crashing against rocky cliffs, potatoes, cabbages, oats, barley, hot soup, warm bread — I do believe these things are somehow implanted in our genes.

I’d move back there in a flash, if I could. But the realities of the modern world make that impossible. Timothy 1 could get on a ship and sail to America with no legal niceties to stop him. I can go back and visit, but the legal niceties are such that visas are good for only six months of a year.

If I could go back in time, I’d go find Timothy 1. He probably was a carpenter and small farmer. He probably didn’t inherit much. He probably heard that Virginia was a wide open land of opportunity (which it was). But I’d say to him: Please don’t do it, Timothy.


Note: ChatGPT 5.2 analyzed my DNA data and helped with the research for this post.


Demonize them, and tax them out of existence



Illustration by ChatGPT 5.2

Paul Krugman’s Substack dispatch this morning, Billionaires Gone Wild, is about how, starting with Reagan, then worsening after Citizens United, billionaires are taking over the world. This is not just an American phenomenon. The lead story today at the English edition of Le Monde is France’s 13,335 millionaires who pay no income tax. France’s Finance Ministry tried to deny that this was true. But further digging confirmed it.

Billionaires can afford propaganda, of course. And they are increasingly buying up the media to turn them into organs of propaganda. Millions upon millions of Americans — who at least can see that their lunch is being eaten — are bamboozled by the propaganda and believe the lie that it’s poor, brown-skinned immigrants who are eating their lunch. Americans are taught to admire and almost worship the rich. How can they be shown who it is who is really eating their lunch?

Right-wing politicians and propagandists use demonization against their political enemies very effectively. Just look at how they treated the Clintons and the Obamas — demonization based upon lies, lies, and more lies.

Progressives have no choice but to learn to do this. And progressives don’t have to lie to demonize the rich. Just telling the truth would do the job. As Krugman points out, it isn’t just that the super-rich are using their power to make themselves richer. They’re also spreading fascism — though Krugman uses milder language: “Unfortunately, their non-monetary goals are often worse than their greed.”

Democracies will never be safe until the super-rich are demonized instead of worshiped and taxed out of existence. Wealth taxes are a start. And something, of course, must be done about the U.S. Supreme Court.

Jon Ossoff: ‘Hiding in plain sight’


All of a sudden, Jon Ossoff, a U.S. senator from Georgia, is on the presidential radar screen.

Keith Duggan, Washington correspondent for the Irish Times, has noticed him: Flickers of Obama: Is Georgia senator Jon Ossoff a Democratic presidential runner? Also Newsweek: Is Jon Ossoff the Man Democrats Have Been Waiting For?

What got their attention was a rally speech that Ossoff gave on February 7 in Atlanta (link below).

Not only is Ossoff qualified, he is not an easy target for Republican demonization. Not only is Newsom from the state that Republicans hate the most — California — he’s also from San Francisco. Pete Buttigieg is gay. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez is an unapologetic socialist. (I think that Buttigieg would make a fine secretary of state. And AOC has definitely earned her way into the cabinet of the next Democratic president.)

Whereas if Ossoff has any such political baggage, I’m not aware of it. He has the perfect education — Georgetown University’s Walsh School of Foreign Service, and the London School of Economics. The Wikipedia article has more on his past and his political positions. Just imagine having someone in the White House who actually knows something about the world!

Once upon a time, it was a rule with the Democratic Party that there had to be a Southerner on the ticket. Democrats foolishly forgot that.

Ossoff is in rally mode in the video, and that’s fine. But it’s high time now that someone does a sitdown policy interview with him.


Update: Jennifer Rubin also writes about Ossoff in her Substack post today: Undaunted in Georgia.