In this week’s Takimag, the doubtful doctor comments on a recent mistaken and misguided British Supreme Court decision to nix the government’s plan to deport illegal asylum seekers to Rwanda.

I used to feel contempt for Freud’s concept of the death instinct, but now I see it at work, disguised as a certain moral pride, in whole countries and societies.

Over at The Epoch Times, our concerned doctor analyzes the recent appalling events at the Makhachkala Airport in Dagestan in the context of his own travel memories to the country in the 1990s.

Curiously enough, apart from those who wore Muslim beards, the young men were very Western in appearance. They wore jeans, T-shirts, and baseball caps. Apart from shouting Allahu akbar! they would have fitted in perfectly with a Black Lives Matter mob. It seems, then, that Westernization can happen without secularization. It’s easier to combine the worst of different trends than the best of them.

Over at Law & Liberty, Theodore Dalrymple covers the pernicious leftist ideology behind the general support of intellectuals for the failed ‘Voice’ amendment in Australia. Once in a while, democracy actually does seem to work.

Far from improving the situation of Australian Aborigines, which is sometimes but not always tragic, the Voice would permanently raise the ideological temperature and prevent measured debate about practical improvements. Benefits would be received without gratitude and, would never, virtually by definition, be sufficient.

In the November issue of New Criterion, the skeptical doctor has the unenviable task of reviewing two recent ‘woke’ books on Shakespeare that focus on race exclusively at the expense of everything else.

The origin of polysyllabic incomprehensibility as the key to academic success cannot be traced with any certainty, but the bilge that has long spewed out from the humanities departments of universities, as from a sewage pumping station, is a necessary condition of the current lamentable state of the Western mind, culture, and soul.

In the November edition of New English Review, our globe-trotting doctor considers the legacy of Gilles Kepel, his own travels to Egypt and Burma, and how Damascus was a most pleasant city to visit despite the vicious regime of Hafiz al-Assad.

My only memory of Asyut was of an excellent witticism made by an Egyptian as I was sitting in a café there reading a book. He was about fifty, dressed in western clothes, and approached me as I read.

‘What are you reading?’ he asked, in perfect English.

I showed him: A Good Man in Africa by William Boyd.

‘A good man in Africa?’ he said. ‘I’d like to meet him.’

Back at Takimag, the critical doctor reflects on the resignation of the Belgian justice minister after it had become clear that the Tunisian Islamist murderer of two Swedish football fans should have been deported earlier.

So should the Belgian minister have resigned? Justice (possibly) says no; honor says yes. It is not often that honor wins when the two collide.

Theodore Dalrymple returns to City Journal with another article chronicling the latest outward expression of the growing Islamization of Britain, as 100,000 people demonstrated in London in support of jihad against Israel.

The crowd was chanting for a “free” Palestine, which meant, in the circumstances, a Palestine ruled by a hardline Islamist movement—a government that would be to freedom in any recognizable sense what fire is to libraries.

Over at The Epoch Times, the dubious doctor questions the recent hysteria over the proliferation of bedbugs in Paris, and considers a possible answer as to what is behind this disturbing news story.

Paris and the whole of France are now infested with bedbugs—so, at least, the media tell us. But so mistrustful of the media have I become that I can’t help but wonder whether the whole story isn’t what the French call a coup monté—that is to say, a put-up job.

In this week’s Takimag column, our favorite doctor revisits the outlandish case of Sam Bankman-Fried, as he wonders how someone with such a ‘privileged’ upbringing and overpriced education could have written so much nonsense.

The character of Sam Bankman-Fried continues to intrigue, not so much because it is remarkable in itself, but because he managed to inveigle so much money out of so many people who were supposedly sophisticated and hard-nosed.