You're about to see a clip from a post-show conversation between myself and my able team, Nikita Petrov and Mark Sussman,

musing about my conversation with John McWhorter that was posted for paying subscribers yesterday

and will be available on Friday, the conversation would make water. But this clip

from the post show conversation should intrigue you, and I hope it induces you to want to hear

more and to become a paying subscriber at glimauru.com. It's all that I can do not to tell myself, John, what the fuck are you about?

I'll be honest with you. I'm not sure I know what I'm about, but I know you don't know what

the fuck you're about. I mean, just because you're looking in the mirror doesn't mean you can

see what's standing there in front of the mirror. I mean, primping, posing, posturing, managing self-presentations is not the same thing as self-awareness,

self-knowledge, and honestly rendered self-regard.

And when I recall the Hollywood celebrities flocking to Kiev and the Zelensky's the sexiest man in the West, ravings, I think, oh my God, the cognoscentia added again, the self-righteous We Are the World Brigade are on the lectern, wagging their fingers in my faces, except this time behind him stands the nuclear-tipped missiles

that could be landing on my head. I'm for the United States of America. It has only one president.

I hope he succeeds. Is that what you really think about this man? That he's a traitor to his

country? You want an assassin's bullet in his head, do you? He's a traitor? He's doing Putin's bidding.

Contemptible. I think that argument is contemptible. I think you put that out there without

evidence. You are a McCarthyite in the extreme.