683 Episodes

  1. Ambition and Plowing in Hope

    Published: 5/28/2024
  2. Envy, Malice, Bitterness, & the Moscow Mood. And the Jews

    Published: 5/23/2024
  3. A Federal Vision Late Entry

    Published: 5/21/2024
  4. Justification and Concupiscence

    Published: 5/20/2024
  5. Timon Time Again

    Published: 5/13/2024
  6. The Goat Rodeo School of Law

    Published: 5/9/2024
  7. An Apologetic for the Whiteness of White Babies

    Published: 5/8/2024
  8. On Shunning the Counsels of Denethor

    Published: 5/2/2024
  9. The Great Shantytown Plausibility Structure

    Published: 5/2/2024
  10. Ten Thousand Camels

    Published: 4/25/2024
  11. FAQs on Christian Nationalism

    Published: 4/24/2024
  12. The God of All Abundance

    Published: 4/24/2024
  13. Mr. George Knightley, Groomer

    Published: 4/18/2024
  14. The God of All Abundance

    Published: 4/15/2024
  15. Smashmouth Incrementalism at the Polls

    Published: 4/10/2024
  16. Wokescolds Circling Over Dallas

    Published: 4/8/2024
  17. A Quick Christian Nationalism Walk Through

    Published: 4/3/2024
  18. Lig Duncan and that Infamous Clip Making the Rounds

    Published: 4/2/2024
  19. Prosperity Gospel, Deuteronomic Faith, and How Babies Come into It

    Published: 3/27/2024
  20. Jews and the Measure You Use

    Published: 3/25/2024

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The point of this podcast is pretty broad — “All of Christ for all of life.” In order to make that happen, we need “theology that bites back.” I want to advance what you might call a Chestertonian Calvinism, and to bring that attitude to bear on education, sex and culture, theology, politics, book reviews, postmodernism, expository studies, along with other random tidbits that come into my head. My perspective is usually not hard to discern. In theology I am an evangelical, postmill, Calvinist, Reformed, and Presbyterian, pretty much in that order. In politics, I am slightly to the right of Jeb Stuart. In my cultural sympathies, if we were comparing the blight of postmodernism to a vast but shallow goo pond, I would observe that I have spent many years on these stilts and have barely gotten any of it on me.