ABOUT THIS EPISODE
Here is a game. I am going to spend the next several minutes telling you about a book, and I will not say its name once. The name is four words. Two of them are the same word. If you follow the grammar, by the end of this episode you will say the name yourself, and you will know why it could not have been anything else. If you have listened to this show for a long time, you have heard the four words before: in 2020, and again last June. Today they get a whole episode, unsaid. The game starts on June eighth, 2016. At two thirty-seven that afternoon, a 723-word essay went up on my blog: an essay about Aristotelian politics in an age of unreason.
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