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I Sorta Stuck Up For Matt Walsh

That could be a mistake. I still think everything I already said here. I'll just be direct: I don't like progressivism. I have a few progressive friends. Person-to-person, they are almost universally delightful; in groups, they are The Zeitgeist, and it's not a cool German band.

Unchecked progressivism is like a guy who comes to your house, breaks all your stuff, and says, "I don't know why you're so mad."

Then again, unchecked conservatism is like a guy who hosts a dinner party at his broken-down house worthy of being condemned, and all his friends come to tell him what a lovely home he has, and what a lovely time they are having. You're welcome. Good luck forgetting that.

Believe me, there is nothing that would be funnier than watching a bunch of angry hipsters trying to hide their disdain for Matt Walsh. But 1. he doesn't entirely know what he's talking about most times; 2. he hates the progressives as much as they hate him and the rest of us; but 3. he claims to be a Christian, and a Catholic, at that.

I suppose I should say that I do want a healthy, more respectful body politic. But if you're waiting for me to be Officially Concerned, to denounce the guy, you're going to be waiting a long time.

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