In the traditional world, today is May Day. In the modern world, today is Labor Day. At this intersection, on this fitting, “joint” occasion, for a new season, the time has come to share a recent, ongoing development and effort.
At hand is the publication of a work which is massive in every respect: the biography of the indomitable Julius Evola, authored by my brilliant friend, Andrea Scarabelli. While the book is an event in and of itself, it is noteworthy that Julius Evola: An Adventurous Life is a joint publication, co-published by PRAV Publishing and Arktos. Moreover, I was honored to be asked by Scarabelli to write a special foreword to the English edition which goes through the reception of Evola in the English-language sphere.
Furthermore, the biography is only the beginning of an imminent Evola wave. To name a few, in the very near future Arktos will be releasing Evola’s The Woman Problem, American Civilization, the expanded edition of The Path of Cinnabar (especially valuable since the latter has been out of print since 2023), a new edition of Metaphysics of War, Prof. Dugin’s Julius Evola: Political Traditionalism, and Dr. Moiseev’s Julius Evola and the Conservative Revolution. This is just the (new) beginning.
Behind this incoming upsurge is the fact that, in September 2025, my path arrived at a somewhat unexpected, momentous passage: yours truly was appointed the Editor-in-Chief of Arktos.
Like many readers and friends here, I “grew up” to a certain extent with the books Arktos brought to the world; my vocation and career as a translator and publisher has derived much from Arktos; and I’ve witnessed Arktos go through different phases and faces. To suddenly find myself at the Editor-in-Chief’s desk of Arktos, a veritable institution of dissident thought for nearly two decades, and in charge of the works of the authors with whom I learned to think — naturally, such has been and is quite an uncanny experience. Hence the absence of my direct announcement of this new development in the meanwhile, as I’ve spent the last months learning the ropes, gauging the landscape from a new vantage point, cementing and forging ties, and discussing the past, present, and future with men and women across continents. A key moment of recognition came with the impressive and energizing Institut Iliade congress in Paris, followed by a day spent in dialogue with Alain de Benoist in the French countryside.
The recently shared picture of de Benoist next to a hearty stack of PRAV and Arktos books is highly symbolic in multiple respects. For now, one worth pondering is the contrast we find ourselves dealing with. Namely, at this wonderful time in our Kali-Yuga, we find ourselves surrounded by vulgar content, by AI slop, by fraudsters, pseudo-intellectuals, talking heads, copy-and-pasters, content recyclers. Too often, the causes and tasks at hand are reduced to geopolitical agitprop, podcast chatter, and hitching values, aesthetics, and ideas to transient figures. It only takes one gust of wind, one or another geopolitical event, or another round of repression/deplatforming/cancellation to shatter all of this, and none of it will remain, no men and women will have emerged with the proper fortitude, bearing, intellect, and spirit. One can fake aesthetics, verbiage, and volume, but one cannot fake the spiritual, intellectual, and metapolitical formation of generations. One can fake abstract advocacies, but one cannot fake enduring contributions to forging a pole with a long memory, a generation with something to transmit, and a recovery of the essential principles with which to meet the future.
We live at an unpredictable turning point, in an interregnum, in an uneasy transition period. It is entirely unpredictable what will happen next, but it is predictable that much of the current “content” (even the name says it all!) in circulation is not leading us forward, is not keeping the fire lit, and is not replenishing the stocks upon which, for example, my own generation has come up.