Two generations have come and gone without the American people having had any involvement in their charter. There have been no incantations needed for redemption.
The recent retreat by corporate America on Gay Pride Month and the backtracking by the national security state and the media on Ukraine do not demonstrate a change of heart.
The New York Review of Books joins the chorus of America haters deliberately distorting American history and all those who work to actually understand it.
Noise-making radicals who live in mind-boggling affluence occupy a particularly conspicuous space on the woke Left and spew an especially noxious sort of invective.
The arsonist you will always have with you. But must the arsonist be met with cheers? Must all our passions for justice be transmogrified into hysteria?
At peak woke, our reign of terror is beginning to lose momentum because its continuation would destroy all the work of 247 years of American progress and sacrifice.
The rot that we see unfolding, from Palo Alto to Tel Aviv and innumerable places in between, represents the triumph of animalistic, reflexive emotionalism.