Writes and edits when not reading or talking, usually about theology, politics, and culture—a "Chestertonian youth who five things revere: beef, noise, the Church, vulgarity, and beer." Is an MA student at the University of Chicago. Was associate editor at the Washington Free Beacon. Bylines in print in the New Atlantis, Providence magazine, the Wall Street Journal books section, the Philadelphia Inquirer, and First Things, and online at American Affairs journal, Law & Liberty, the American Conservative, and elsewhere. From the Pacific Northwest. Undergraduate history at Hillsdale College. Tweets too much as @micaheadowcroft. Memento mori, coram Deo.
Christ is risen! He is risen indeed! Alleluia! Alleluia!
It’s Easter, which means I’ve just had a wonderful weekend of joyous celebration. In church and in friends I am richly blessed. That it is Easter also means Lent is over; I’m back on Twitter. So, before the 50 days of Eastertide cause the fast to fade like a dream, I’d like to try to reflect very briefly on what I may or may not have learned from logging off.
Northern Virginia is really ugly, so ugly you can differentiate between the levels of ugliness.
You read a quote. You decide if you like its vision of the world. Then you guess who said it.
Sundry reviews, reports, and diversions—JBP, Yeezy, Ancient Rome, ’Murica, and more—for the Washington Free Beacon.
Discursive reflections on life in technological modernity in the New Atlantis.
Nationalism and the Trump moment at American Affairs.
Anglophilic crunchy con-ness, or why the libertarians are not your friend, on NRO.
“You probably haven’t heard of him”—reviewing Pat Deneen before everyone else did, in the Wall Street Journal.
A little bit of this, a little bit of that, peripatetic thoughts and journalism at the American Conservative.
Don’t hold it against me: a college summer’s worth of youthful indiscretions for the American Spectator.