There are days when I consider Republicans to be insane.
Rudy Giuliani’s New Hampshire speech was one of those days.
But it’s important to note that Republicans don’t see things that way. In fact the conservative netroots eat that kind of stuff up. From stunts like their Gathering of Eagles to their fascination with the troglodyte Fred Thompson, it’s obvious this kind of stuff is meat-and-drink to them. How else do you explain the continued popularity of Michelle Malkin, Ann Coulter, Rush Limbaugh and Bill O’Reilly? These people, and these attitudes, still have millions of fans.
That’s the good news.
As every generational Thesis passes its sell-by date, you have this
kind of batshit craziness going on among the old Thesis’ adherents. I’ve
pointed out before here how Talk Radio is so much like 1960s rock
music. Well, Rudy the other night did his very best Jim Morrison
impression.
This should not be seen in isolation, however, as just another variant
on The 1967 Game. It’s a pattern which has repeated itself,
over-and-over, among adherents of the old order as that order was
fading. Each generation in American political history, we find the same pattern develop.
Franklin Roosevelt was called a Communist for combining
elements of Williams Jenning Bryan’s populism with Wilson’s
Europeanism, even though he dressed it up in clothes designed for the
approval of Wall Street. The battle against "anarchism" (a subtext of
Thomas Pynchon’s wonderful Against the Day) at the turn of the last century was real — it was generally the forces of reaction who were busting heads.
Then there are the Confederates. The beating of abolitionist Charles Sumner by Preston Brooks
is just one example out of thousands. Throughout the run-up to the
Civil War, it was the defenders of the South who engaged in the most
violent rhetoric, and the most violence, in the name of defending their
"way of life." The creation of the Republican Party only accelerated
this, and despite Lincoln’s studied moderation within his own party,
the South unanimously chose war in the face of his election.
That’s exactly what we’re dealing with, in the words of Giuliani, and
his Amen Corner on the right. This kind of apocalyptic rhetoric,
designed specifically to intimidate, is not going to work. Any more
than it worked for the hippies against Nixon, for the Wall Streeters
against the New Deal, for the Plutocrats against Progressivism, or for
the South against the North.
Americans simply don’t knuckle under to terrorism. Never have, never will. Not from outside, and never from inside.
That’s why God blessed America.
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I just found your 2005 piece “Manchurian Fantasy” as I was searching for a particular still from that 1962 movie, not
exactly but close enough to the one you included with that post.
Now, the fact that Stephen Colbert makes his living doing Bill O’Reilly is a celebrated comic event — even B.O. himself
celebrated it when he was a guest on the Colbert Report.
What is less famous is the fact that Bill O’Reilly, who formerly was a real journalist, and even made very cogent and
legitimate suggestions of conspiracy behind the JFK assassination, is now — I just discovered this just now, as i’m
watching this old movie — making his living doing a flawless impersonation of the character of Sen. John Isselin in the
1962 original version of the Manchurian Candidate, as played by James Gregory. The most recognizable swipe of
Gregory’s portrayal (of one who could only be Joe McCarthy) is in the scene (1:35:36) where Laurence Harvey and
Leslie Parrish have just awakened from their wedding night and she turns on the TV, and on comes Sen. Isselin, and
says:
“I now charge this man, Thomas Jordan, with high treason! And I assure you, the moment the Senate reconvenes, I
shall move for this man Jordan’s impeachment! And after that, a civil trial!”
All of the head movements and facial gestures are identical to the persona that O’Reilly now maintains — almost
indistinguishable — and the voice and accent are all perfect, everything! The coincidence is very suspicious. Don’t be
surprised if O’Lielly has a chip in his shoulder.
Where Olbermann is our day’s Murrow, it seems this thread is as good a place as any to post this observation, and I
can tell from a brief first scan that you, D.B., are as anxious about the next turn of a card and the next automaton with a
thousand-yard stare as I am. (BTW, it was the queen of diamonds, not of hearts.)
I’m going to take a deeper look at your stuff — you seem to be where I am on this angstvoll Gleiten im Abgrund.
I just found your 2005 piece “Manchurian Fantasy” as I was searching for a particular still from that 1962 movie, not
exactly but close enough to the one you included with that post.
Now, the fact that Stephen Colbert makes his living doing Bill O’Reilly is a celebrated comic event — even B.O. himself
celebrated it when he was a guest on the Colbert Report.
What is less famous is the fact that Bill O’Reilly, who formerly was a real journalist, and even made very cogent and
legitimate suggestions of conspiracy behind the JFK assassination, is now — I just discovered this just now, as i’m
watching this old movie — making his living doing a flawless impersonation of the character of Sen. John Isselin in the
1962 original version of the Manchurian Candidate, as played by James Gregory. The most recognizable swipe of
Gregory’s portrayal (of one who could only be Joe McCarthy) is in the scene (1:35:36) where Laurence Harvey and
Leslie Parrish have just awakened from their wedding night and she turns on the TV, and on comes Sen. Isselin, and
says:
“I now charge this man, Thomas Jordan, with high treason! And I assure you, the moment the Senate reconvenes, I
shall move for this man Jordan’s impeachment! And after that, a civil trial!”
All of the head movements and facial gestures are identical to the persona that O’Reilly now maintains — almost
indistinguishable — and the voice and accent are all perfect, everything! The coincidence is very suspicious. Don’t be
surprised if O’Lielly has a chip in his shoulder.
Where Olbermann is our day’s Murrow, it seems this thread is as good a place as any to post this observation, and I
can tell from a brief first scan that you, D.B., are as anxious about the next turn of a card and the next automaton with a
thousand-yard stare as I am. (BTW, it was the queen of diamonds, not of hearts.)
I’m going to take a deeper look at your stuff — you seem to be where I am on this angstvoll Gleiten im Abgrund.
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