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Here's what he said in 1982:
A sailor wrote,
Okay, here it comes:
The sailor who wrote that letter was John Mooney, from the aircraft carrier Midway. The letter struck a chord with Reagan, and it does with us. So, when you read a lot of bad news out of Iraq remember, there are many, many Iraqis who are saying, jubilantly, "Hello, Freedom Man!"
As I (duly) mention in the review, Morris was a co-editor of mine at The Weekly Standard, moons ago. The talent he had was obvious and huge. In fact, I read some of his early fiction, and I was dazzled. I figured he would "make it," if there were justice in the world (and in the publishing market). And he has made it. Before April, Scott published a novella, The Total View of Taftly. That, too, is southern and peculiar. A corker. Conservatives will be happy to hear that Morris is "one of us." We don't have many novelists, but those we have tend to be outstanding. (Think Mark Helprin.) But Waiting for April isn't political, just brilliant and engrossing. It gave me one of the happiest, most stimulating reading experiences I've had in years. People complain that "there's nothing to read" (as I remark at the top of my review). You just have to know where to look, really.
The abortion people get the shakes, because their position is a house of cards: Any suggestion that an unborn child is more than a "lump of protoplasm" something different from an appendix and their position crashes. So when Mrs. Peterson's baby washes up onshore, and the press calls it a "baby," the abortion folks scream bloody murder, insisting on "fetus." Okay. But their position is getting more and more tenuous, it seems to me. It may be wishful thinking, but I think that many Americans are wising up to the illogic (not to mention horror) of abortion extremism. I saw Kate Michelman on television once, years ago I think it was Crossfire. Someone started out by talking about a mother and her unborn child. Michelman got all jumpy and said approximately "First, let's get the language straight. It's not 'mother' and 'baby'; it's 'woman' and 'fetus.'" Yes, the language is extremely important. And when a pregnant woman speaks of her "baby kicking," the game is over. Don't you think?
First, he quoted Andy Rooney, who complained on 60 Minutes, "I hate everything about this war except that we're winning. [This was while the war was still in progress, evidently.] You can't even be critical, either, without sounding unpatriotic." That is certainly not true. If you want to read really intelligent criticism of the war, consult Mark Helprin in our current issue. And Helprin is as patriotic as they come (and sounds it). I think what Rooney means is that he can't be critical of the war without being disagreed with. Many war critics, I have found, want to be a) admired, b) unchallenged, or c) martyred. Makes them feel better. Rich then writes, "If you were in the market for that rare TV commentator in the United States who might dissent from the gung-ho view of 'War with Iraq,' Rooney was your man." Funny, but I haven't noticed a dominant "gung-ho view" of the war in our media. I have noticed deep, deep skepticism, along with some outright ridicule and petulance. Does Rich read his own newspaper (the New York Times), for example? The writer condemns "most TV reporters" for "mindlessly parrot[ing] the Pentagon speak of 'coalition forces' without qualification, as if the dozens of allies touted by the White House were providing troops to the war effort." Well, the U.K. was. Australia was. Poland was. Iraq (in the form of Chalabi's men) was. What were the TV reporters supposed to say? If you say "American" only, you're accused probably by Frank Rich of ethnocentrism or jingoism or other terrible isms. There were coalition forces. What was untrue about that, or "mindless" about saying so? Rich then faults the "patriotism police" nice phrase, that. Alliterative and all. He means, of course, those who have clucked at the Dixie Chicks and their like. But that is freedom, and no one has a right to be agreed with. Many on the left would like us to believe that a night of oppression has descended upon America. There is only one response to that: They wish. What Rich is most interested in doing is praising The Daily Show, starring Jon Stewart. Rich considers this show a haven of the "sensible center" (my phrase or borrowing of a common phrase not his). He cites approvingly a mock newscast on the show: "We won! Rebuilding is for losers. Time to party! Then it's off to Syria for the next invasion." Does Frank Rich, a major figure at our most important newspaper, really believe this is true of U.S. intentions, and actions? Has he actually been following the news? Shouldn't even comedy have some connection to reality? The lines that Rich is praising are not interesting or bright, just college-dorm-room idiocy. But he finds The Daily Show "a place to find a smart take on the war that does not abide by the strict guidelines that come with either blind support or apoplectic rejection of 'Operation Iraqi Freedom.'" I wonder whether this author would consider that the support of some of us even the very enthusiastic support is not "blind" at all, but very much seeing. In fact, we've witnessed much, much more blind opposition than blind support. Isn't that true?
And now, Bob Herbert, columnist for the New York Times, has it all figured out: Gulf War II was for Bechtel (there might be some Halliburton thrown in there I can't remember). I link to this column as an example of high crudeness in antiwar commentary. Charles Beard did a lot better.
Maybe I'm being picky, but why should Arabs want to "take on America"? What's wrong with living harmoniously, for a change, with different people in the world? What's wrong with tending your own garden, letting people one and all live in freedom, with their own self-determination? Arabs (and others) need less envy and malice toward America, not more. In fact, Egyptians to take just one example should spend more time thinking about Egypt than about America (or Israel, thank you very much).
For instance, he has a new haircut sort of scruffy, close-cropped that he describes as "lesbian tennis player." I read that in an airline magazine. Am I wrong, or is that remarkably funny and sort of surprising, for this day and age?
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