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The Sad Fate of Jim Webb

With Jim Webb’s resignation from the presidential race goes a piece of history. Will a moderate to maybe-just-a-little-bit-conservative man—or woman—emerge ever again to offer Democrats a national leadership profile independent of the Hillary or Bernie template? You never know. But I don’t believe I would give long odds on it. Gone are the days when...

The Left’s True Target
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The Left’s True Target

Arguments, as Malcolm Muggeridge astutely observed, are never about what they’re about.  As when “You’re never on time anymore” turns out really to mean, “When are you going to quit sitting around and get a real job?”  And so on. The national argument over Confederate symbols and monuments—assuming you want to call it an argument...

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A Pope and His People

Notice the Washington Post-ABC News poll on Pope Francis. The results indicate that people over here love him. He throws open doors too long closed. “He’s calming, he’s relaxing, and he’s reassuring,” says one Catholic quoted by the Post. Another—a sociologist at Catholic University—says, “He talks like a person who actually knows something about human...

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The Real Meaning of Kim Davis

Kim Davis, the Kentucky clerk who was jailed for refusing to give out marriage licenses to gay couples, is out of the clink at last. But in political and cultural regards, her nation and ours is not in the clear. Moral consensus has broken down, resulting in the empowerment of the strongest, the best connected,...

A Better World
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A Better World

I guess the misguided call it whining—the apparent conservative fixation on modern awfulness; on the disappearance of morals, manners, handwritten notes, and neckties, and the concomitant nonstop appearance of . . . shall we just leave it at H. Rodham Clinton?  Thanks, I’ll do that. The misguided require guidance into a loftier understanding of the...

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Marse Robert and the Lynch Mob

From across my small office I winked at Marse Robert. He winked back—so his 7-by-6-inch portrait seemed to suggest—white-bearded, gray-uniformed, arms folded serenely and confidently. When the nation whose future military leaders you trained at West Point mauls and mutilates the cause in which you trusted, serenity comes hard. Only a Robert Edward Lee type...

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What This Country Needs

“The time is out of joint: O cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right!” —Hamlet, Act I, Sc.5 The Amazing Media Machine, dripping oil and self-satisfaction, roared to new life with Jeb Bush’s declaration of his presidential candidacy. At last—something to talk about. We have Jeb—”Jeb!” as the campaign button puts...

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Hillary on the Right to Vote

Those Republicans! Here’s the lowdown on ’em—and on their lousy, lowdown approach to governing. They don’t want the wrong people voting. They’re “scared of letting citizens have their say.” They’re engaged in “a sweeping effort to disempower and disenfranchise people of color, poor people, and young people from one end of our country to the...

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A ‘Damascus Road’ Vision for Castro?

You might have another notion entirely. I prefer to see the fruits of Raul Castro’s semi-conversion to Catholicism before reaching conclusions as to his sincerity. “I read all the speeches of the pope, his commentaries,” said Raul on Sunday, following a meeting at the Vatican with the hugely popular Pope Francis, “and if the pope...

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The Silence of the Lambs

Here’s how it stands with Western civilization—what’s left of it, I mean—insofar as various Westerners are concerned. You keep your lip buttoned whenever foes, internal as well as external, jump up and down on you, kick you around, make known their fondest wish is to do you in, ideals and all. You hope for the...

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The Court and Marriage

Well. I really can’t believe I am saying this. The U.S. Supreme Court is poised to tell us what marriage means. Not speculate; not explain. Tell: as in, “Wipe that smile off your face and listen to what I’m telling you.” We are at a remarkable moment in human affairs: one we would hardly have...

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Cashiering Andy Jackson

Andrew Jackson was sort of a rough-and-tumble president, undoubtedly, but the United States, in the 1820s and ’30s, was sort of a rough-and-tumble country. Notice how refined and civilized we’ve gotten since then, to the point that a coalition of lady activists is ready to pull President Jackson’s mug off the $20 bill, substituting—well, that’s...

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Of Jordan Spieth and Hillary Clinton

I’m. Just. So. Excited. That. Hillary. Clinton. Is. Ready. To. Be. My. Champion. I mean, she says she’s ready, what with “the deck . . . still stacked in favor of those at the top.” Oh, ma’am, we “everyday Americans,” I can tell you, have had it up to here with the “top” people running...

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The ‘John Wayne Moment’ We’re In

Cinematically, as well as politically, we are sort of in a John Wayne moment: which is where Ted Cruz comes in. Things in this town of ours ain’t a-going real good right now. Everything, in fact, seems to be falling apart, save in the eyes of folk who wish America would either drop into the...

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Trashing the Academic Mission

Maybe the question is, who’d want a degree from a university whose administration, on learning of a frat-boy incident on a bus, behaves as though God had personally dispatched the whole academic bureaucracy to wreak revenge. “P-o-o-o-o-or Okies,” as we Texas Longhorns used to chant from the Cotton Bowl stands. I mean, what else do...

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Moral Dumbing-Down

In a week when the Wall Street Journal‘s editorial page lectures the Republican Congress for tactical stupidity; and Israel’s prime minister lectures the Obama administration, whose insiders lecture him back; and no one can believe Obama has believable plans for anything; and he can’t believe anybody would believe such a thing—with all this going on,...

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The President Who Doesn’t Get It

A number of maxims surround the practice of war. The main maxim runs to this effect: When you get attacked, fight back. Unless, to be sure, you don’t care whether you win or lose—an option, to be sure, not given to American presidents and other national leaders, assuming, to be sure, they take with maximum...

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Nuts to You!

It’s been kind of fun, I tell you: a Florida Democratic congressman, one Alcee Hastings, calls Texas a “crazy state.” Texans—e.g., Rick Perry—joyfully, jubilantly acknowledged the craziness that has made our state (yes, I am one of the assorted bedlamites) foremost in the country for economic growth. How come Texas leads in job creation and...

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The Proofs of the Christmas Pudding

Bethlehem. Ah. Yes. There we were as a matter of fact, and not many weeks ago, either. Also at Nazareth. Also—of course—at Jerusalem, where everybody goes who goes to the Holy Land, with a sense of immense events and occasions to be taken in, the more so as Christmas draws near. I can say this...

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Standard Practice

The human tempests presently sweeping the country—rape allegations at the University of Virginia and in the U.S. military, racial protests and rioting over police conduct, growing and growling bitterness during the sweetest of seasons—have as much to do with moral decay as with circumstances. A moral system presupposes some general level of personal restraint in...

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Why We Don’t Like Politicians

“The polls” have it that Americans in 2014 expect virtually nothing from the 2014 style in Washington politicians. Amid the horrors we trip over every morning when evacuating our beds, this revelation may count as very, very, very good news. We don’t want to expect much from our politicians, of whatever sex, party, creed, and...

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Government as the Great Equalizer—and Other Absurdities

The really troubling point that Joel Kotkin makes in the New York Daily News is that New York can’t figure out how to do the economic equality thing we hear so much about in this and every political season. “Gotham,” writes Kotkin, “has become the American capital of a national and even international trend toward...

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Why Wendy Can’t Win

“(Wendy) Davis is running (for governor) against Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott, who is heavily favored to win in a state that remains strongly Republican.” Katie Glueck, in “Wendy Davis and the ever-longer odds,” Politico, Oct. 19. Yes, yes, lady, fine; you got it. But this is barely to scratch the surface of the thing....

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When Duty Doesn’t Call

Americans will cease arguing over the federal Voting Rights Act and its intricacies—oh, I imagine around the time Texas starts exporting ground water to Minnesota, or the Lord returns to judge the quick and the dead. Mandatory voter ID laws passed by Republican legislatures in Texas, Arkansas and Wisconsin have been under legal assault by...

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Perry Potestas

Rick Perry, believe me, is no more going to prison than I’m going to bounce into his office one fine day to sign him up for an Obama fundraising dinner (an occasion prospectively disadvantageous to the health and well-being of both statesmen, should they meet in the receiving line). The ins and the outs of...

Die, Sterling!
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Die, Sterling!

Down with a resounding bang comes the wrath of that great moral institution, the National Basketball Association, upon the noggin of L.A. Clippers owner Donald Sterling.  Boo! Hiss! Get the hook!  And once you’ve paid your $2.5 million fine, Sterling, for the offense of lax language during a private conversation, why don’t you just die? ...

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Time to Share the Foreign Policy Vision (If Any)

The way to have the foreign policy you want is first to figure out what kind of foreign policy you want. It is a task at which American leaders grow less and less adept, possibly on account of Americans’ general inability to figure out what they want: involvement, isolation or variations of the two? What,...

Not What It Should Be
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Not What It Should Be

Yeah, it was a crisis—though few who, like the author, were sentient during the 50’s understood completely what was going on around us; viz., the erosion of the liberal intellectual order we had come, with notable encouragement, to take for granted. When I say “take for granted,” I mean just that.  We had prayers before...

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Get Sterling!

Down with a resounding bang comes the wrath of that great moral institution, the National Basketball Association, upon the noggin of Donald Sterling. Boo! Hiss! Get the hook! And once you’ve paid your $2.5 million fine, Sterling, for the offense of lax language during a private conversation, why don’t you just die? That would be...

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Return of the ’70s

“The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.” — Ecclesiastes 1:9 This is true even in politics. Maybe especially in politics, where the recycling of bad and good decisions reflects the recycling,...

Upstarts Like Shakespeare
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Upstarts Like Shakespeare

I’ve no more desire than the next Anglophile with a framed colored engraving of the queen-empress on his office wall to pull down the aristocracy; to take away their estates and paintings and seats in the Lords and ancient Rollses resting on blocks in stables where the racing stud used to breed. And yet I...

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Texas and Heterosexual Marriage

Barely eight years ago, 76 percent of Texas voters affirmed by constitutional amendment their commitment to heterosexual marriage as the proper relational norm. But, hey, so what, when a federal judge informs Texans that “[S]tate-imposed inequality can find no refuge in the United States Constitution”? Accordingly, Texas joins the melancholy parade of Southern states—Virginia, Kentucky,...

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Wendy

Look, the Wendy Davis candidacy for Texas governor isn’t going anywhere. (Ain’t goin’ nowhere, Bubba, as we might say in Texas.) What’s with the New York Times Magazine cover story on Feb.  16 – Wendy looking sleepily seductive,  blonde tresses streaming down to her shoulders; the headline inquiring in pseudo-provocative fashion, “Can Wendy Davis Have...

Take a Hand
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Take a Hand

There’s no analysis to speak of in Bill Minutaglio’s and Steven L. Davis’s account of life and events in the city—Dallas—that much of the world came to hate after the Kennedy assassination.  There is instead chronological recitation: this person, that person; words, deeds, threats, accusations, pleas, apologies, gestures; an amassing and piling up of facts,...

Obama: Our American Idol
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Obama: Our American Idol

“Hell,” as Thomas Hobbes astutely noted several centuries ago, “is truth glimpsed too late.”  As in the case of Barack H. Obama, self-anointed messiah?  I should certainly imagine so. By the end of the first year of Obama’s second term, a majority of Americans had pretty much caught on to their President’s unmatched gift for...

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The Neopagan No-Rule Book

Paganism?  You bet I remember paganism, as any man with white hair ought to.  The movies used to be full of it—Yul Brynner calling pharaonically on the gods of Egypt to bring back his son to life; Jay Robinson, as the emperor Caligula, turning Richard Burton (of all people) into a Christian martyr.  There was...

Horses and Carriages
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Horses and Carriages

I don’t know whether I buy completely into Mary Eberstadt’s arresting title.  How does anybody “lose” God the Father Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth (as the Nicene Creed impressively denominates Him)?  He just kind of went south?  Let that go.  We get the general, and indisputable, idea, which is that relationships between God and...

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From Mothers to Killers

There’s no way a man can sidestep trouble writing about the prospect of women as combat troops.  You know, mowing the enemy down with machine guns; blowing up things, not to mention people; cutting, slicing, jabbing, stabbing, whatever it takes.  For such is war, the elements little different in a high-tech age from those prevalent...

How We Got Here
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How We Got Here

It’s very well indeed to find an author of Chilton Williamson, Jr.’s distinction and intelligence bidding us to a discussion of democracy.  We need to have such a discussion.  And if you really want to know why we need to have it, consider the tenor of national conversation during the presidential campaign.  Take, for instance,...

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Strange Conventions

There’s a lot to be said—though as a conservative I hate to admit it—for the sheer passage of time.  Change can elevate as well as degrade.  We don’t have to believe in the bauble Progress in order to know that established orders require and invite house cleanings after periods of complacency and foolishness. Which is...

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Bloomberg’s Tubbies

Try an experiment next time you’re watching an old movie—say, one from the 40’s: Count the fat people.  In Casablanca, for instance, you’ve got roly-poly Sydney Greenstreet.  That’s it for corpulence.  Bogart?  Paul Henreid?  Conrad Veidt?  Straight up and down, like two-by-fours. Not even the short guys—Peter Lorre, Claude Rains—can be called overpastured. Ingrid Bergman?...

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You Gotta be a Football Hero

  The people that once bestowed commands, consulships, legions, and all else, now concerns itself no more, and longs eagerly for just two things—bread and circuses. —Juvenal, Satires Except that instead of circuses we call them football games—a term linked indissolubly with the mess at Penn State: NCAA fines and penalties, disappearing statues of head coaches...

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Barack in Wonderland

  When Congress, split seven ways from Sunday on the question, squelched legislation granting resident status for those formerly called “illegal aliens,” President Obama said, in effect, so what?—we’ll do it anyway. And so he did it anyway, announcing last Friday the birth of a new immigration policy affecting an estimated 800,000 illegals. These illegals—according...

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The Perils of Greatness

  The thing about Lyndon Johnson—and you may be sure I kept a close adolescent eye on him while he was one of my two U.S. senators—was that he knew what he was doing. There was more to it even than that. He knew how to get things done. The faint breezes from the ’50s...

Newt Rocks!
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Newt Rocks!

I read in a recent New York Times article of a new conundrum for Republican presidential candidates; to wit, what music they can play, and what music they can’t, at rallies whose purpose is the extrusion of Barack Obama from national political life. Songwriters and performers, it appears, are waving off the GOP candidates out...

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Newt, the Democratic Mole

  The New York Times‘ Bill Keller wants Hillary Clinton to replace Joe Biden on the Obama re-election ticket, but a better, likelier choice by far is available—one Newton Leroy Gingrich, reputedly a candidate for the Republican presidential nomination but in fact, an Obama surrogate working for Democratic victory in November. I have proof. That’s to...

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Faith of Our Forepeople

So, at this big funeral the other day for a local real-estate executive, the congregation is preparing to sing “Onward, Christian Soldiers.”  Great old hymn, yes?  Glad expectations arise.  That is, until the second verse: “Christians, we are treading where the saints have trod.”  Wait now—didn’t it used to be “Brothers”?  Sure did. A lot...

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Democracy at Work (for Better or Worse)

  A little perspective on the debt-ceiling fracas might not be amiss. And so… Whoever said it first spoke a mouthful: Rome wasn’t built in a day. To which I would add: congressmen didn’t build it either. Members of Congress bicker, bellow and throw nails under each other’s pickup tires seemingly trying to block meaningful...

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A Crisis—Hooray!

  It’s not that this wonderful land of ours has never known political fracases. A war that took place midway through the 19th century comes to mind. There was also, years later, if memory serves, an upheaval known as the New Deal, during whose course all manner of head-butting took place.   The redeeming feature...

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Campus Love

How often have you heard “Don’t make a federal case of it”?  What in the world could that mean?  Everything’s federal these days—not least female modesty, or whatever passes for that once-prized commodity. Here’s Wendy Murphy, sharing her delight that the White House has—finally!—come around to combating sexual violence on college campuses.  Miss Murphy, I...