Pre-Post-Mortem

October 26, 2008

My apologies. A crazed week leading to an even more crazed weekend has cut into my blogging time and scotched this week’s edition of Weekend Bookchat.

Meanwhile, as you know, it is an ongoing endeavor at The Opinion Mill to gauge the extent to which conservatism can be classified as a legitimate political philosophy, as opposed to a tax-scam for the wealthy, or a veneer of respectability for for Klansmen, religious kooks and corporate grifters. Here’s another blogger who’s thinking along the same lines andhere warns that while real political philosophies may die, cons will always be with us, and you can’t spell “conservative” without “con.”

But we are all smart people here, so I think we can take my point already, which is that into this decidedly conservative (by any rational measure you can name) American political environment came one William F. Buckley, to whine that it’s so hard being a conservative, it’s so lonely being a conservative, everyone is so impatient with conservatives, why can’t standing athwart history yelling Stop be an actual political philosophy instead of a mere child’s tantrum–and oh, p.s., which one of you nonwhite nonmales MOVED MY CHEESE?

Buckley, of course, had his list of prime cheese-moving suspects all laid out and ready:

NATIONAL REVIEW is out of place, in the sense that the United Nations and the League of Women Voters and the New York Times and Henry Steele Commager are in place. It is out of place because, in its maturity, literate America rejected conservatism in favor of radical social experimentation.

Blah, blah, blah–what do I find so boring, so fatiguing about this?

Oh, right! It is essentially the same list of suspects conservatives are trying to haul up on charges TODAY. TODAY, 53 YEARS LATER. Except no one cares about the League of Women Voters anymore, so sub NOW in there; and Henry Steele who?–Well, anyway, Michael Moore is fat, Obama pals around with terrorists, professors are all dangeral, Reverend Wright is the real (not to say only) racist in this country, and won’t someone please think of Joe the Plumber?

I am telling you, leftybeans, you have all had amnesia. Every single piece of drivel you find in The Corner, every lulzy post at Bacon o’Playdough, every Goldsteinian meltdown and Instapunditious I-just-link, I-don’t-endorse oily oozy blob of propaganda, every Confederate Yankee conspiracy theory, every Patterician investigation of IP addresses and other ridiculous internet minutiae, springs from this half-a-century-ago source.

And that source is based upon one single, easily attacked premise: That white men in America are losing out on the American dream, and “those people”–be they queer, black, women, transgendered, latin@, disabled, or OMG all six at the same time!–are to blame for it. Thus must we stand athwart their lives and their bodies and yell, or beat into them, our message to STOP. Because what is history but the story of people?

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4 Responses to “Pre-Post-Mortem”

  1. Scott Stiefel Says:

    Cons? Vraiment; et salauds, et cochons.

  2. Howie Felch Says:

    You’re being entirely too charitable, Scotty!

  3. JohnR Says:

    “..it is an ongoing endeavor at The Opinion Mill to gauge the extent to which conservatism can be classified as a legitimate political philosophy, as opposed to a tax-scam for the wealthy, or a veneer of respectability for for Klansmen, religious kooks and corporate grifters.”
    Ah, so you’re in it for the long haul, then. Shooting at a moving target and all that. Pick an -ism, any -ism. If it’s worth anything at all, it’s got more facets than the Hope diamond and it’s spinning like a turbo-charged top, making it hard to pick out any one definitional fragment. Like an old comment I’ve managed to mostly butcher – put 3 humans in a room and you get 3 religions, 4 sects, 5 cults and 6 holy wars. Each member of a group has his own definition made up of some shifting amount of the various elements of the equation [power and money = sex]. So, in a nutshell (“Help, I’m trapped in a nutshell!”), I don’t see you making much headway on that project; your best bet is to write your gauge readings in the sand at the water’s edge. Or in a blog.

  4. Scott Stiefel Says:

    HF
    If I knew how to curse in French, I’d have carried it a lot further.


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