Kieran Healy

Spying at Home

End-of-semester stuff has been piling up—Who knew that there was a well known social theorist named Marx Weber? Or that he developed the idea of the Protastic Ethic?—which means that I haven’t had enough time to digest the NYT report that President Bush secretly authorized the NSA to spy on Americans without any legal oversight, […]


Iraq Votes

Iraqis vote for their first post-Saddam, full-term parliament today. As I write this it’s just before 7am in Arizona, but I’m sure some warbloggers are already up and about, compiling evidence of indifference to freedom and democracy amongst anti-war types.

My own view on the long-term prospects hasn’t changed much since last January’s elections. If the […]


Knock Knock, Bang Bang

Jim Henley points us to Radley Balko’s extensive coverage of the astonishing case of Cory Maye. Here is Radley’s initial post on the case; and here are a series of posts of his updating and clarifying the details—1 2 3 4 5 6 7 and 8 (the first and last will tell you a lot). […]


Dept of Redundancy Dept

I’ve been moving house, so my apologies for the lack of content (as we used to say in those late-90s, Venture Capital days when CT was set to become a major portal/ bookseller/ search-engine/ content-provider … Ah, “content”—fungible like money, homogenous like lard, extrudable like sausage. A marvelous substance.) The other day our own John […]


The Golden Boy

George Best has died in hospital, aged 59. It’s no surprise, of course: he drank himself to death over a long period. The Guardian has a nice obituary and some photos. For those who don’t know, Best was born in Belfast and was one of the most gifted players ever to play football. He […]


To that Cross my Sins have Nailed Him

David Kopel has a post about the origins of the Thanksgiving hymn We Gather Together. (Originally Dutch: a “Nederlandtsch Gedenckclanck,” which is a phrase I could say all day.) It put me in mind of the stuff I learned when growing up in Ireland. Much of it was pretty thin gruel, like the execrable Christ […]


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