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That's my two cents although, succinct as that was, maybe even less than that.
When Bush comes to New York (as for the '04 convention), his critics excoriate him for that; when he doesn't come to New York, they excoriate him for that. All the more reason to just go ahead and do what you think is right.
So it has come to this or maybe it came to it a long time ago. No surprise that this is the sort of mind charged with educating young people. But I think the Democratic candidates who have lurched so far to the left ought to be asked, "Do you think Bush is wrong culturally insensitive to say 'May God continue to bless America'? Could you possibly disagree with the good professoress?" I also think they should be asked, "What would your tax scheme be, if you could simply impose your will, without political opposition, without a Congress, etc.?" But that dream questions to Democratic candidates (especially if they were injected with truth serum) is "a whole 'nother" column.
This man sometimes called "Abu Mazen" was thought to be the Great Moderate Hope, of course. And it says something that the Great Moderate Hope was a professional Holocaust denier (check out his dissertation).
Predictably, some imbeciles at the Auschwitz Museum objected, decrying the flyover as a "demonstration of Israeli military might" at "a place of silence." You're damn right it was a demonstration of Israeli military might: and, as such, it was a demonstration of the refusal to die. Far be it from me to speak for the dead, but I would be shocked if they objected if they could know about it. Oh, and, by the way: Why should Auschwitz be a place of silence? There's enough silence about genocide don't you think?
They are right, my friends. Blessedly right. Let it roll.
Anyway, the teachers' unions were out in full force, with their T-shirts, shouting, slogans, scowls, and it really hit me: These are the ones with the supreme responsibility of educating children. The signs of one group said, "Spend on Education, Not War." And I practically broke into hives. The asininity of this sentiment this imperative on every level: the idea that it's either-or; the notion that spending money on "war" doesn't contribute to their safety their very lives, in the most basic sense. Were they perhaps asleep on 9/11? Did they not read about it in the papers? What would they do about the groups and states that would do us harm that would (why perfume it?) kill us or subject us? What our administration did in the 1990s? I was taught to revere unions essentially not even to question them but we are a long, long way from Walter Reuther and the Battle of the Overpass.
I'm reminded of the 1966 race, in which the incumbent governor, Pat Brown, ran against "the actor," Ronald Reagan, and lost by a million votes. Gov. Brown was responsible for probably the most despicable television ad in the history of American politics (not counting, I would say, LBJ's Daisy Ad and the NAACP's lynching ad against W. in 2000). Brown had a little black girl on his knee and he said to her, "You know, it was an actor who shot Lincoln." You probably read that someone pelted Schwarzenegger with eggs. The candidate responded, "This is all part of free speech. I think it's great." No, egg-throwing is not part of free speech, no matter what Ruth Bader Ginsburg tries to tell you. This is a misunderstanding that the Left has inserted into the national consciousness. But Arnold, as a candidate, responded just as he had to. While I'm on California: I recommend to you all Jill Stewart's superb piece over at The New Republic, detailing how the press is avoiding asking Cruz Bustamante pertinent questions, while constantly lamenting Schwarzenegger's unavailability: here. Finally, I was going to report that Thomas Sowell, in a column, disclosed that he was going to vote for Arnold and that Sowell's word was good enough for me. There is maybe not a person in the country whose judgment I respect more. But then this came in a few minutes ago. Schwarzenegger was questioned about Prop 54, the Ward Connerly-spearheaded measure that would make it illegal for governmental agencies to collect racial statistics on the population, with some prudent exceptions. This is the Racial Privacy Initiative. Schwarzenegger said, "I'm against it. It looks good on the surface, but when you study it you see its true intentions. It was a no-brainer, once I looked at all the reading and all the materials. I do a lot of work with after-school programs, a lot of these kids are minorities, and we need to know how they're doing and bring them up to the starting line. It was a no-brainer. And if the right-wing crazies have a problem with that, so be it." I have gone back and forth on Schwarzenegger, so much that I almost have whiplash. But my new my current position on him is: To hell with him.
I am the managing editor of National Review, and can be expected to say positive things about it. But I was a fan of National Review long before I ever worked for it, or even entertained the notion of doing so. In fact, National Review was probably more important to me years ago than it is now (if I may). Someone once called it "that blue-bordered oasis of light, fact, and inspiration" (or something I'm paraphrasing). The magazine was a great friend to me, and a great teacher of me, through critical, often trying years. (I was not born with a conservative spoon in my mouth, you know.) To borrow language from WFB, National Review and Buckley in particular didn't teach me what to think, but did teach me how to think, a priceless lesson. (National Review online or not does have a price, however!) Let me say not to sound too much like a politician that all of us at NR are endeavoring to keep the magazine as good as its reputation, as good as its past, as helpful and honest and inspired as it has always been. I think it's a wonderful magazine (sorry). And I'm grateful that many people agree and if others don't, why, there are innumerable publications out in the sea. So, read it, click it draw from it as I did, and I doubt that you will be disappointed.
And the dear child beamed and exclaimed, "Right and left!" I like to think that that was, at least in part, a political commentary. |
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