The Man Who Apologised to His Executioner

How Western universities, bureaucrats, and the multicultural left traded truth for feelings, freedom for fragility, and replaced civil society with a sandbox for tantrums.

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“The essence of tyranny is not iron law. It is capricious law,” wrote Christopher Hitchens—and nowhere is that bleak maxim more vividly on display than in today’s bureaucratic masquerade of justice—the tyrants of old ruled by the lash and made their laws known.

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