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What, me worry?

I’m not as bothered by this coronavirus outbreak as, according to the public-service announcements, I ought to be.

I belong to two high-risk categories: over seventy and with a compromised immune system. I live in one of the worst-affected states. Shouldn’t I be cowering in a basement room compulsively checking my temperature and lung function in between having my meals delivered in sterilized containers through a hatch in the wall?

Perhaps I should, but it all seems like too much trouble. My life history is all against it, anyway. I’m a 1940s English baby. The background wallpaper to my childhood was the Blitz (well, by close hearsay), polio, diphtheria, and the Bomb. We took in fatalism with our daily dose of cod liver oil, supplied free to kiddies by the then shiny-new National Health Service. Worry? Eh, if it’s got your number on it

There’s sheer good luck in my circumstances, too. I live in a spacious outer suburb. There’s nowhere I have to go, no-one I have to meet. My wife and son are at home; but her work and his studies have all been put online, so they are as self-quarantining as I am.

So here we huddle, mumbling repetitively at each other like characters in a Harold Pinter play, hoping the lockdown will be eased before we go stir-crazy.

We need to go shopping, of course; but we wear masks and gloves, carry hand sanitizers, and stay away from touch-screen services. I walk the dog, waving cheerily at neighbors across ten or fifteen feet of social distancing.

At this point I should be casting nervous glances over my shoulder in fear of having attracted the attention of those demons who punish mortals boasting of good luck. Nope: I’ve paid a price for my vacation. I’ve been ill.

The long URI

Bill Buckley had a conversational rule that no-one could talk about his own health issues for longer than 45 seconds. I like that rule so I’ll keep this short. I would have left it out altogether, but kind people are asking.

Starting in mid-January and down to the present I’ve had some kind of persistent URI. Cold? Flu? I don’t know. Hacking cough; stuffed-up head spaces; Nasenschleimheit; listless, dull-witted, and without appetite …

No fever, though, no trouble breathing, so I’m fairly sure it’s not COVID-19. I’d be surer if I could get tested; but like the rest of you who aren’t rich, famous, or exhibiting more clearly corona-ish symptoms, I can’t.

It waxes and wanes, but this month has been particularly bad. These past few days my Eustachian tubes have been blocked, leaving me functionally deaf. (Yes, I got antibiotics for possible ear infection; and yes, I’m taking anti-inflammatory pills and aggressively chewing gum, as advised by Doctor Google.)

I’ve never had an ordinary URI last this long before. My colds have always conformed to the Old Wives’ schedule: “Three days coming, three days with you, three days going.”

I’ll get over it, I’m sure. It seems odd, though, to be thus stricken, for so long, just as a really nasty, but different, viral outbreak is going on.

I nurse a longstanding superstition—it doesn’t rate as anything higher—that peculiar weather, especially too-warm winters, has negative health effects. We have been 28 years in our present house this month; this has been the first winter in those 28 when I have not had to shovel snow from my driveway even once.

What time does the next ice floe leave?

Lurking in the background are reflections on old age and death. I doubt there is anything to be said about them in generality that hasn’t been said a hundred times over down through the ages, in prose, drama, verse, and song.

One of those things is the paradox that we become more protective of our precious hides as those hides become more wrinkled and useless. If you want a volunteer to charge hollering at an enemy machine-gun nest, your best bet is a healthy eighteen-year-old. Suggest it to a creaky septuagenarian, you’ll most likely get: “Whoa, you kidding? That’s dangerous.” The British Army catch-phrase is that a man has no “bottle” (= reckless courage) after age thirty.

All that may be true in generality, and of course there are some things we can’t know until put to the test. Still, I don’t myself have much fear of death, although like you, him, and her I’d prefer it fast and painless.

And where old age is concerned, while I grudgingly admire the defiance of Tennyson’s Ulysses, temperamentally I can’t emulate it.

I’ve had a good innings: been round the world a couple of times, enjoyed long spells of comfortable prosperity; also been broke, hungry, beaten-up, and friendless in places you can barely find on a map. I’ve experienced intense emotions of both the positive and negative sort. I’ve furnished a house, raised a family, made some friends, buried some friends, contributed thirty-odd years of (I hope) useful work to a couple of national economies, published some books. I’ve taken intellectual pleasure and instruction from the arts and sciences.

There are things I regret not having accomplished, but I don’t fool myself I’m going to get round to any of them this late in the game. Life-wise, I’m done. The house is paid for, there’s a good life-insurance policy, and the kids are self-supporting. I can’t bear to think of parting from my sweet, incomparable wife; but she’s sturdy Malthusian stock, she’d cope.

Supplementary factors are:

(1). Having been raised listening to medical talk, I took in some of that frank, unillusioned attitude that medical people have (unless they are unsuited to their work).

(2). Being a naturalized New Yorker. I lived several years in the Big Apple and absorbed some of the raw, devil-take-the-hindmost ethos of that city in the pre-Snowflake era. From The Taking of Pelham 1-2-3, 1974 version:

Walter Matthau: “My only priority is saving the lives of these [subway] passengers.”

Dick O’Neill: “Screw the goddam passengers. What the hell do they expect for their lousy thirty-five cents, to live for ever?”


There’s an urban legend that among the Eskimos, when a member of the tribe gets old and burdensome, they put him on an ice floe and push him out into the ocean current. I don’t know if it’s true—it doesn’t a priori seem very likely—but I’m on board (as it were) with the general principle. So … What time does the next ice floe leave?

Notes from our Cultural Revolution (1): Bo Winegard

Bo Winegard is an Assistant Professor in Psychology at Marietta College, a private liberal-arts school in Ohio. Not for much longer, though: At the beginning of March he was told that his contract would not be renewed, i.e. he was being fired.

The reason? He holds heterodox opinions about human nature—opinions well-founded in biology, reasonable and thoughtfully-argued, but at odds with current state ideology. Among Winegard’s thoughtcrimes was liking a tweet by our own Steve Sailer.

Winegard himself tells the tale very eloquently here. Please read the whole thing. I am just going to register my agreement with the blogger PostTenureTourettes:

All things considered, the firing of an academic for legitimate research is a bigger threat to civilization than a coronavirus.

There is talk going around that among the economic consequences of our current disruptions may be the financial failure and closing of many private liberal-arts colleges, places like Marietta. I hope and pray this comes to pass.

Has there ever been a more parasitic class afflicting a civilized society than these college deans and administrators and their uniformly, lock-step “progressive” lackeys and enforcers? It would be sheer joy to see them expelled from their sinecures and put to some useful work … except that I doubt they are capable of any.

Notes from our Cultural Revolution (2): Lana Lokteff

This one I come to rather late; it’s from last November. I’m obliged to my colleague Paul Nachman for bringing it to my attention.

It’s also long, nearly eight thousand words. If that’s too much for you, please at least read the last forty percent or so, the interview with Lana Lokteff, co-founder and co-host of Red Ice TV, which was dropped by YouTube on October 18th last. Sample, Ms Lokteff speaking:

I think it is probably too late for America. The damage has been done and we’re in for hard times but if all leftist agitation disappeared, if immigration stopped, if forced diversification stopped, you would see freedom of association and you would see people self-segregating into their own pockets around the country. People are tribal and they will ultimately choose to live with others like them. Sure, there will be a few hipster multicultural pockets in the cities but that wouldn’t be the norm if people had a choice.

The YouTube Channel That Never Happened, by Edward Ring,, November 16, 2019

More than anything else I have read recently, this piece gives a clear picture of the relentlessly creeping, corporate-driven totalitarianism—uniformity of thought, violent suppression of dissent—we have been undergoing this past quarter-century. Something awful is happening to us, and to what once were our taken-for-granted liberties.

Goodbye, Handshake Game

If we’re going to give up the handshake as a style of greeting, that kills the Handshake Game.

The Handshake Game consists of bragging about famous people you have shaken hands with at one remove. There is not much to it if you are senior and have lived some kind of public life. I have shaken hands with Henry Kissinger, for example; so at one remove I have shaken hands with Mao Tse-tung, Leonid Brezhnev, Richard Nixon, and so on.

It’s more fun if you can claim to have shaken hands at one remove with historically remote personages. My college Socialist Society, circa 1964, was addressed by an English fellow whose name I can’t remember, who had been with Trotsky in Mexico. I shook the Englishman’s hand, so I have Trotsky at one remove.

The young Bill Buckley was taken to meet Herbert Hoover, right, in his suite at the Waldorf Hotel, where the Buckleys were also staying; so I can claim Hoover at one remove as my earliest President.

A elderly relative of mine, as his unit disembarked at London docks from a troopship at the end of WW1, found David Lloyd George waiting to greet them. I once shook hands with the relative, I’m sure; he shook hands with Lloyd George, who was born in 1863. That’s a pretty fair span, though if I racked my brains I could probably do better.

Philippa Schuyler

My nonfiction reading this month has included the Joseph Mitchell anthology Up in the Old Hotel. Mitchell (1908-87) was a writer for the New Yorker in the middle years of the last century. He specialized in magazine-length pieces about non-famous people in New York City, people who caught his attention for one reason or another.

One piece that particularly caught my attention, dated 1940, was about a nine-year-old prodigy named Philippa Schuyler.

Philippa reads Plutarch on train trips, eats steaks raw, writes poems in honor of her dolls, plays poker, and is the composer of more than sixty pieces for the piano.[Evening With a Gifted Child, New Yorker, August 31, 1940 ]

At nine years old! Mitchell is a sober and credible reporter. It’s plain that Philippa Schuyler is a very extraordinary child.

Even more so than you’d think. A few hundred words in we learn that:

Philippa’s father, George S. Schuyler … is a Negro essayist and novelist … He wrote often for the American Mercury when H.L. Mencken edited it. Mr. Schuyler’s skin is jet black. He comes from one of the oldest Negro families in New York … Philippa’s mother, Mrs. Josephine Schuyler, is white. She is, in fact, a golden-haired blonde …

I was curious to know what became of Philippa Schuyler. She might well still be alive, I thought. I googled. Oh, dear.

Schuyler’s personal life was frequently unhappy. She rejected many of her parents’ values, increasingly becoming a vocal feminist, and made many attempts to pass herself off as a woman of Iberian (Spanish) descent named Filipa Monterro. Although she engaged in a number of affairs, and on one occasion endured a dangerous late-term abortion after a relationship with a Ghanaian diplomat, she never married.

Philippa Schuyler and her father, George Schuyler, were members of the John Birch Society.

Say what?

In 1967 Schuyler traveled to Vietnam as a war correspondent. During a helicopter mission near Da Nang to evacuate a number of Vietnamese orphans, the helicopter crashed into the sea. While she initially survived the crash, her inability to swim caused her to drown …

Her mother was profoundly affected by her daughter’s death and committed suicide a few days before its second anniversary.

Possibly Philippa Schuyler’s story is well known among native Americans; I just encountered it for the first time via Joseph Mitchell. It’s a strange, sad story.

(It also makes hash of an offhand remark in my May 2017 Diary that Philippa is “one of those names, like ‘Nigel,’ that only Brits use.” Well, here was an American Philippa. May she rest in peace.)

Musical decadence

I didn’t have a whole lot to say about modern music in the Culture chapter of We Are Doomed, mainly because I don’t know much about it. My overall posture was of course reactionary:

We are now eighty years on from Webern‘s prediction that mailmen on their rounds would one day whistle his atonal, melody-free ditties. If my acquaintance with mailmen is representative, Webern’s prediction has not yet come to pass.

Worse stuff than Webern has come out of 20th-century conservatories. If memory serves, one modernist composer (John Cage?) produced a piece with instructions to the conductor at one point in the score to open the window and let traffic noise in.

That came to mind when I was reading Jay Nordlinger’s review of Australian modernist Brett Dean‘s cello concerto in the March New Criterion:

Here is one vignette from modern concert life—something that will not surprise you: in the final measures of the work, which are very quiet, someone’s phone went off, playing the Nokia theme. For a second I was unsure whether it was part of the score or, indeed, a phone.

I’ll stick with Mozart and Puccini, thanks all the same.

Can I get a ticket for my emotional support pangolin?

In the news about China’s wet market, where nasty viruses breed among exotic animals being sold for food, the humble pangolin has received a few mentions.

The thing I was told about the pangolin in my Southeast Asia days was, that he has his teeth inside his stomach. This may not be strictly true. Wikipedia:

While foraging, they ingest small stones (gastroliths) which accumulate in their stomachs to help to grind up ants. This part of their stomach is called the gizzard, and it is also covered in keratinous spines. These spines further aid in the grinding up and digestion of the pangolin’s prey.

Eh; spines, teeth, close enough.


Why am I telling you this? To encourage you to read or listen to the definitive China-Tibet-Wall Street-Italian opera novel Fire from the Sun, in which the pangolin has a walk-on (waddle-on?) part, Chapter Two. Come on—What else d’you have to do under lockdown?

The third and subsequent chapters give a child’s-eye view of Mao Tse-tung’s Cultural Revolution, which had many features in common with our current one, although with somewhat more state-approved violence.

The Chinese for “pangolin,” should you ever need to know it, is 穿山甲, chuānshānjiă, “penetrate-mountain-shell,” I have no idea why.

Math Corner

I have a friend who sends in brainteasers for my consideration, difficult ones. I chew over them, not always getting very far.

As in this case. This is not in fact the puzzle my friend sent, only some preliminary algebra for the setting-up of the puzzle. I keep bumping up against the same contradiction, though, and I’m hoping readers can help me resolve it.

(In my current mentally-depleted state, it may not really be a contradiction. Perhaps I’ve just muddled up the algebra. I’d still like to know.)

So: there are two teams, Team A and Team B, about to embark on a best-of-seven series of games. I happen to know that the probability of Team A winning any one game is p. That is of course some number between zero and one. If p is zero, there is no chance of their ever winning any game; if p is one, they are absolutely sure to win any game.

Since somebody must win every game—there are no tied games—the probability of Team B winning any one game is 1 − p.

The number of different ways to select four items out of seven is 7! divided by 4! × 3!, which works out to 35. Denoting a win for Team A by W and a loss by L, you can list all the 35 possible ways for Team A to win best-of-seven: LWWWLLW, WWWLW, and so on. Note that in the second case there is no point playing games six and seven; this is best-of-seven and Team A has nailed it by winning game five.

Now you can list off the probabilities for each of those 35 combinations. For LWWWLLW the probability is p4(1 − p)3; for WWWLW it’s p4(1 − p), and so on.

For the probability of some one of those 35 independent things happening—that is, of Team A winning the best-of-seven one way or another — you just add up the individual probabilities. Doing this, I get:

p4[1 + 6(1 − p) + 10(1 − p)2 + 18(1 − p)3]

All very straightforward. However, if I run a check by putting p = ½, that thing works out to 35/64.

But if p = ½, then Team A has precisely a fifty-fifty chance of winning any one game, and likewise Team B. So shouldn’t the probability of Team A winning the best-of-seven be ½? And the probability for Team B likewise?

Is there something I’m not seeing, or have I buggered up the algebra?

John Derbyshire [email him] writes an incredible amount on all sorts of subjects for all kinds of outlets. (This no longer includes National Review, whose editors had some kind of tantrum and fired him.) He is the author of We Are Doomed: Reclaiming Conservative Pessimism and several other books. He has had two books published by com: FROM THE DISSIDENT RIGHT (also available in Kindle) and FROM THE DISSIDENT RIGHT II: ESSAYS 2013.

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  1. On your last bit, Mr. Derbyshire (no, I don’t read the math anymore – too much for me), I will tell you that less than 6 months back the airlines started clamping down on the service animal scam. Yes, it was a scam, as the fee for bringing a pet (in cargo or under seats) was up toward \$200. Passengers were avoiding that with a little red “service animal” vest. Nobody was allowed to ask questions for PC reasons, until the monetary loss finally got to even the woke folks at Corporate. “Enough of this s__t!” was heard by the executive secretary.

    It’s ironic that right now, as empty as the airplanes that ARE running are, there’s plenty of room for lots of creatures, great and small. Bring it!

    Now, do they make little red “service animal” vests for Pangolins? I’m not sure, but I’ve seen and heard of it all – service monkeys, service pigs, service tarantulas, service llamas, service King Cobras, etc. … * Hell, any animal that eats fire ants is welcome on board with me any time. I’d buy one a 9 dollar mixed drink and say “thank you for your service.”


    * OK, I was kidding on the last 3.

  2. Who’s on First. What’s on second. I Don’t Know’s on third. Yup.

  3. I’ve known several Philippas, all Brit, and all preferred to go by Pippa.

  4. Schuyler is a notorious name in New York history. Probably a descendent of the black cadet wing of the Schuyler family.

    Explaining the John Birch affiliation.

  5. Anon[323] • Disclaimer says:

    For the probability of some one of those 35 independent things happening—that is, of Team A winning the best-of-seven one way or another — you just add up the individual probabilities. Doing this, I get:

    p⁴[1 + 6(1 − p) + 10(1 − p)² + 18(1 − p)³]

    Is there something I’m not seeing, or have I buggered up the algebra?

    You’ve screwed up the algebra. Note that the formula you give directly represents 1 sequence of 4 wins and 0 losses, 6 sequences of 4 wins and 1 loss, 10 sequences of 4 wins and 2 losses, and 18 sequences of 4 wins and 3 losses. But there aren’t 6 possible sequences of 4 wins and 1 loss. Even if you allowed the sequence to end in a loss, there would only be 5 such sequences. You don’t — all sequences must end in a win — so there are only four such sequences.

    The tally should be:

    p⁴[1 + 4(1 − p) + 10(1 − p)² + 20(1 − p)³]

    • Thanks: Bill Jones
  6. Anon[323] • Disclaimer says:

    (If you want to calculate those coefficients without having to list off all the sequences by hand, they are the binomial coefficients C(3,0), C(4,1), C(5,2), and C(6,3), corresponding to the questions “how many ways are there to lose 0 of the first 3 matches?”, “how many ways are there to lose 1 of the first 4 matches?”, etc. There are 20 7-match sequences because 6 choose 3 is 20.)

  7. It doesn’t have to be an ice floe. You can hop a jet back to Merry Ol England or China anytime you want. Don’t let the door hit you.

    • Troll: Ace
  8. Pafnuty says:


    Only 4 combinations lead to 5-game series, so it’s 4(1-p), not 6(1-p). Etc…

  9. From the American Greatness article:

    Does Red Ice TV have a First Amendment right to say what its proprietors are saying, and if so, does YouTube have an obligation to offer them a platform?

    Yes; they have a right to say what they want even though they are in Sweden the last I heard so I don’t see what American legal protections have to do with it.

    No; youtube isn’t obligated to offer them jack.

    I enjoy some of their content and I wish it was available to more people but they went overboard. Tim Kelly still has a channel. Jay Dyer still has a channel. Joseph Farrell still has a channel. If you want to communicate risky ideas you may have to use code and you may have to be smart enough to know how much you can get away with.

    They probably would have been OK if they hadn’t been smitten with Kevin McDonald. That might have been where they went over.

    • Replies: @Tono Bungay
  10. JMcG says:

    Well sir, I’ve shaken hands with Mr. Lyle P. Lovett of Klein, Texas. He is the former spouse of Julia Roberts. Just think about that for a moment. I’ve also shaken hands with Alex Trebec, who must have shaken hands with thousands of the high and mighty. A super-spreader of handshake affiliations as it were. Also, some years ago, I shook your hand. Good luck to you John, and God between us and all harm in these troubled days.

  11. Mao Tse-tung’s Cultural Revolution, which had many features in common with our current one, although with somewhat more state-approved violence.??

    I’m pretty familiar with that era yet unaware of any state-approved violence. The whole point of a cultural revolution was that, since the land had already been redistributed, violence was unnecessary.

    A handful of Red Guards tried violence–pinching rifles and fighting with other Red Guard factions– but that was minor and resulted in their being sent back to school or down to the country. Adolescent zealotry soon threatened to create real chaos, as the CIA reported[1] insightfully:

    December 1968. While it would be too much to say that the cultural revolution has followed a precise master plan–there have been too many tactical adjustments and shifts along the way–it is clear that Mao envisaged two distinct phases from the start: destructive and constructive. The Red Guards were Mao’s vanguard during the destructive phase, but proved to be a woefully defective instrument during the constructive phase. Mao’s disillusionment with the Red Guards became apparent after their dismal, self-seeking performance during the initial ‘power-seizures’ of early 1967, and was intensified by their indiscriminate internecine warfare during the following summer. Time and again, Mao ordered the young students to rectify themselves voluntarily. They did not do so, thereby confirming Mao’s assessment of the negative qualities of China’s intellectuals. As early as 1939, Mao had written that the sole criterion by which to judge whether or not a youth is revolutionary is if he is ‘willing to integrate himself with the broad masses of workers and peasants and does so in practice’. The Red Guards had not been willing to do so. Thus, Mao replaced them with a new vanguard–the working class–when he decided that the time had come to start building and consolidating his new revolutionary order, and he forcibly dispatched the young intellectuals to rural areas by the hundreds of thousands for further ‘revolutionary purification’.

    Mao’s Little Red Book was a handbook for political emancipation and its injunctions are clear:

    • Pay attention to uniting and working with comrades who differ with you. This should be borne in mind both in the localities and in the Army. It also applies to relations with people outside the Party. We have come together from every corner of the country and should be good at uniting in our work not only with comrades who hold the same views as we but also with those who hold different views.

    • Guard against arrogance. For anyone in a leading position, this is a matter of principle and an important condition for maintaining unity. Even those who have made no serious mistakes and have achieved very great success in their work should not be arrogant.

    • In the political life of our people, how should right be distinguished from wrong in one’s words and actions? On the basis of the principles of our Constitution, the will of the overwhelming majority of our people and the common political positions which have been proclaimed on various occasions by our political parties and groups, we consider that, broadly speaking, the criteria should be as follows: words and actions should help to unite, and not divide, the people of our various nationalities; they should be beneficial, and not harmful, to socialist transformation and socialist construction; they should help to consolidate, not undermine or weaken, the people’s democratic dictatorship; they should help to consolidate, and not undermine or weaken, democratic centralism; they should help to strengthen, and not discard or weaken, the leadership of the Communist Party; they should be beneficial, not harmful, to international socialist unity and the unity of the peace-loving people of the world.

    • It is necessary to criticize people’s shortcomings but, in doing so, we must truly take the stand of the people and speak out of wholehearted eagerness to protect and educate them. To treat comrades like enemies is to take the stance of the enemy.

    (CIA: POLO XXXIV)EO 12958. Dec. 1968

    • Troll: UK
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    , @fish
  12. @Godfree Roberts

    (Is this guy for real?)

    No matter how much of the rancid rotting ass of Chairman Mao you kiss, they ain’t gonna let you into China, Godfree. These people know a real Communist when they see one, and it scares the crap out of them. No visa for you!

    • Troll: Godfree Roberts
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  13. songbird says:

    I don’t know what best explains the Wuhan virus.

    It might be some correlate to China’s late development, such as the wet markets, or it might be directly related to progress and the explosion in the number of scientific papers coming out of China.

  14. Dan Hayes says:

    Mrs Schuyler’s Harlem mugging after her daughter’s demise was a calamitous event which may have greatly contributed to her eventual suicide.

    • Replies: @Kim
  15. Truth says:

    I’d be surer if I could get tested; but like the rest of you who aren’t rich, famous, or exhibiting more clearly corona-ish symptoms, I can’t.

    Even in my insignifican city there are testing centers. I’m sure there are plenty more in NY. The virus is a hoax. There is a disease, but the major problem is radiation generated from 5G cell phone towers. Go ahead and get tested, the cheek swab (test) was created to transmit the disease which is too weak to transmit from person to person. Then the deaths will be attributed to… Covid 19; thus leading to a greater crackdown.

    I’d say it’s 60/40 you’re a shill that already knows this. At this point old sport, what do you have to gain by this silly charade, if, in fact, that is what is taking place? You’re going to die before too many years are gone anyway, how do you want to go out?

    • Troll: UK
  16. Kim says:
    @Dan Hayes

    Sic transit mudsharkia.

  17. We must Fatten the Derb.

    • Replies: @Achmed E. Newman
  18. @Morton's toes

    God bless Kevin MacDonald.

    • Agree: Joseph Doaks
  19. botazefa says:

    What time does the next ice floe leave?

    I totally appreciate that sentiment, but selfishly I’d like you to please wait a few more winters? I’ve only recently discovered you here on UR and would very much miss your continued contributions!

    • Replies: @attilathehen
  20. Sean says:

    Wise to be in isolation, but a little peace of mind can be gained by taking the new antibody test that will tell you if you have had it and are likely immune for the next few years. The BBC reporter took a new and not officially approved antibody test for COVID-19 on the news just now and although he said he has never never had any symptoms it was positive. It remains to be established if having already had an immune response to the COVUD-19 pathogen confers immunity, so even if you were to test with some future officially endorsed antibody test and are positive, caution is still very much in order until official word comes that a positive test signifies immunity. For what it is worth, to my mind the evidence for Gupta and her Oxford team’s much-derided hypothesis (that hardly anyone gets COVID-19 after being exposed to the pathogen and half of people have already been exposed) is begining to look rather good.

  21. @botazefa

    The sooner he catches the next ice floe the better. He’ll have to get one for his Chinese family. Derb cannot leave his genetic waste of a family behind in the West.

    • Replies: @Ace
  22. Alan D says:

    I can’t work out where you went wrong, but I have used a different approach.

    I have included all selections, whether they are played to the end like LLLWWWW or truncated like WWWWLLL. Also, I have calculated the probability of at least 4 wins, not exactly 4 wins.

    Then total number of selections = 2^7 = 128
    Exactly 4 wins can be selected 7!/(4!3!) = 35 ways, as you say
    Exactly 5 wins can be selected 7!/(5!2!) = 21 ways
    Exactly 6 wins can be selected 7!/(6!1!) = 7 ways
    Exactly 7 wins can be selected 1 way

    Adding the above, we get (35 + 21 + 7 + 1) = 64, so the probability is 64/128 = 0.5

  23. Acilius says:

    I once shook Joe Biden’s had, so I’m one step away from having shaken Tara Reade’s hand.

  24. @Achmed E. Newman

    Sadly, he does appear to be real. Imagine the most over-the-top caricature of a communist mouthpiece, and it wouldn’t come close to Godfree Roberts.

    • Agree: Achmed E. Newman
  25. Dumbo says:

    nine-year-old prodigy named Philippa Schuyler.

    Schuyler’s personal life was frequently unhappy. She rejected many of her parents’ values, increasingly becoming a vocal feminist

    Her mother was profoundly affected by her daughter’s death and committed suicide a few days before its second anniversary.

    Well, several child prodigies tend in many cases to lead sad and tragic lives when reaching adulthood. Perhaps because of the parents’ or society expectations, or inability to socialize well with other, less-gifted children. But in this case the identity crisis due to miscegenation might not have helped.

    From Wikipedia:

    Her parents believed that intermarriage could “invigorate” both races and produce extraordinary offspring. They also advocated that mixed-race marriage could help to solve many of the United States’s social problems.

    So maybe she wasn’t so much a child prodigy as an early propaganda piece for miscegenation. With tragic results.

    By the way, do Derb children identify more with the Asian or the White side? Serious question. I met a few “Cauc-Asians”, they seemed to identify more with the Asian side. I guess because of the epicanthic folds, which you can’t hide.

  26. sdimple says:

    As regards the etymology of pangolins in Chinese, it makes sense: pangolins have hard shells and many subspecies -if not all- live in holes they dig themselves.

  27. dvorak says:

    I’ve had some kind of persistent URI.

    Sinus infection that has become chronic, could be. Antibiotics will fix it. Use your tele-doctor.

  28. @Dumbo

    “ By the way, do Derb children identify more with the Asian or the White side? Serious question. I met a few “Cauc-Asians”, they seemed to identify more with the Asian side. I guess because of the epicanthic folds, which you can’t hide.”

    Wouldn’t surprise me, seems to be a common situation where the children identify with the non-white parent (think Obama). Not sure if it’s because of political/social incentives and pressures, or something biological, but it’s a pretty common pattern.

  29. “There’s an urban legend that among the Eskimos, when a member of the tribe gets old and burdensome, they put him on an ice floe and push him out into the ocean current.”
    I wonder why such a concept has not played and still doesn’t play a bigger role in human life. Especially with technological progress there could be found much better alternatives to letting someone drown, die of thirst or frown. Wouldn’t it mean the biggest freedom and happiness if one would know to have a fast, painless death in good time with the same for those you love?

  30. @Dumbo

    Derb’s Chinese offspring definitely identify as Chinese. Derb himself played an important part in this. This degenerate really believes that Asians are smarter than whites. Derb is face-planted in Chinese poontang so he has lost his mind.

    Since Derb believes this nonsense, why is he living in the West? Why doesn’t he move to China, Hong Kong or Taiwan with his family? From this scribbling, it seems that he sees the ice floe coming for him. Good. But, he’s leaving an anti-Western, Chinese fifth-column in America. It’s the post-1965 immigrants who are causing problems in America. These people have to be repatriated.

    The upside of identity politics is that it is easier to separate people. I’m a Western, Christian nationalist. The West is not black/Asian/Jewish/Muslim so these groups must either be repatriated or segregated. I believe the West is the best because the Caucasoid race with its different ethnicities is what created Western civilization. The Caucasoid race has the highest IQ. Western civilization is superior all other civilizations. We will have to teach this in schools and universities.

    The classicist (((Donna Zuckerberg))) tried to rewrite ancient Greek and Roman history by scribbling and babbling that Jews/blacks/Asians had huge roles in their civilizations. Her brother (((Mark Zuckerberg))) is married to a Chinese woman and has Chinese-Jewish offspring so they are trying to claim that they have right to staying in the West. This did not work. They belong in Israel.

    The other upside to having an idiot like Derbyshire scribble and babble his nonsense is that it exposes the company he keeps. VDare and AmRen have been exposed as Jew-controlled, cuck infested websites. The cuck Jared Taylor holds an annual AmRen conference where Derbyshire peddles his asinine, Asian-Artic alliance. Brimelow and Derbyshire are in their mid-70s so they are beginning to see the end. Once these cucks kick the bucket, Jared Taylor will disappear.

  31. @attilathehen

    If there’s any justice in this world, Derb will be deported to Gaza.

  32. @attilathehen

    The problem with this is that Mark makes more money and pays higher taxes as an American than the average white. I’m not Jewish, but this is a fact. Jews earn more money.

    Mark employs more people than you do, for example. However culturally destructive he may or may not be in other ways, he pays many Gentile salaries and has created a great deal of wealth.

    In addition to creating wealth most Jews and upper middle-class whites are not fiscal burdens. Mark, like most Jews, is not a penniless tweaker or Opoid addict who will end up in jail and rehab. Mark does not require government welfare because he fathered a child at age 20 and is unable to pay for that child and the young dumb sullen woman he impregnated has to go on welfare. Mark is not a civil disruption in public for drunk and disorderly or assault.

    John had a college degree, his wife is also employed, he started a family late in life and he is not as dependent on government services that bleed taxpayers dry like out-of-wedlock pregnancy, Opoid abuse, teen parenthood, petty crime or just plain poverty.

    I’d wager John’s kids probably have IQ’s over 100. As do most Jews. Which means they are less likely to be problematic.

    • Replies: @attilathehen
  33. fish says:
    @Godfree Roberts

    On every single thread Godflee shows up to defend the Parties reputation. Any wonder why people think you’re on the payroll?

    • Troll: Godfree Roberts
  34. Why not address–and disprove–at least one of my points instead of slinging silly ad hominems?

    Why not contribute to this forum instead of detracting from it?

    • Replies: @Hibernian
  35. @Jeff Stryker

    An Asian poontanger yellow-knighting Derb. Your wife is Chinese and Filipina – a double

    The Jews are not Western and contributed nothing to the development of Western civilization. The average Israeli Jewish IQ is 93 and the average American Jewish IQ is about 100. It is the insane Christian Zionists and Jew-controlled cucks like Peter Brimelow and Jared Taylor who babble and scribbled about Jewish intelligence. Jewish intelligence is an oxymoron. Jews in the West will be sent to Israel where they are needed.

    Now to Derbyshire’s barely mediocre Chinese offspring. Derbyshire scribbled an article where he claimed his Chinese daughter had an average IQ of 105. Derbyshire uses fuzzy math when dealing with his Chinese offspring. The daughter most likely has an average IQ of 95. She voted for Obummer.

    Derbyshire and his Chinese woman had to put the son in the military because they could not handle him. He wrote an article about this. The American military was used to straighten out a loser Chinese male. His son’s average IQ is probably about 95. Derbyshire and his Chinese family are losers.

    The Jews and the Chinese are parasites.

    I have to give you credit for leaving America and keeping your Asian genetic waste (2 daughters) in Asia. Worry about your low IQ genetic waste and stop trying to justifying your Asian poontanging by defending Derbyshire.

    • LOL: Truth
  36. Ganderson says:

    Tough crowd today John! Your mention of “The Taking of Pelham 1,2,3” put in the mind of the following: the 10 years between roughly 1968 and 1978 were great years for the American cinema. It all went downhill with the release of “Star Wars”.

    • Replies: @Achmed E. Newman
  37. SafeNow says:

    Derb, GERD sometimes causes chronic respiratory illness, even without the heartburn symptoms of Gerd. Try some antacid medicine. Try raising the legs of the bed beneath your head; place a thick book under each leg. BTW, Buckley never would have called a health condition an issue. This is new parlance. And during corona times it is a big problem, because we hear something is an issue, and we don’t know whether that word is used in the sense of being a known, existing condition, or, something controversial and unknown and under debate.

    • Replies: @Achmed E. Newman
  38. @SafeNow

    I’ve had a bug up my ass about that “issue” vs “problem” terminology for years now, SN. Thank you very much for bringing that up.

  39. @Ganderson

    Though I did like the fun John Hughes movies of the early ’80s, that timeline sounds about right, Ganderson. I could borrow 1968-1978 movies from the library (once they open back up) every night and never run out of good stuff.

    Tough crowd today …

    Yes, she is.

    • Replies: @Ganderson
  40. Ganderson says:
    @Achmed E. Newman

    Like the John Hughes movies too.

  41. Ace says:

    Give it a rest. You can. I know you can.

    • Replies: @attilathehen
  42. @Ace

    Nope. I have to inform new readers about Derbyhire’s degeneracy. I’m fighting for Western civilization. Derbyshire is trying to destroy it.

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