By Jonah Goldberg
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Say you’re a ninja. Or maybe a former world champion
mixed-martial-arts fighter. Or maybe you simply know the quart-of-blood
technique or have mastered the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart technique. The
point is, you have in your old kit bag a case of canned whup-ass and you keep
your can-opener handy at all times. And should you ever run low, Amazon Prime
has promised to restock your supply of whup-ass with same-day delivery.
Now, imagine you’re sitting at the bar drinking a glass
of milk. Some bro from the local Sigma Tau whatever frat house is all
beer-muscle-y and bumps into you deliberately. You say, “watch out” or “no
harm” or “be careful” — frankly it doesn’t matter much what you say, I’m just
trying to build some narrative tension.
The kid turns his baseball hat around, only to realize it
was already backward, so he embarrassingly turns it around again. “You want two
tickets to the gun show, mister?” the kid asks, nodding to his own biceps.
Now, we can play out this stupid hypothetical for another
couple pages of painfully clichéd dialogue. But let’s skip ahead and just
assert that Man-Bun Biff — as I like to call him — over here in the ironic
Nickelback t-shirt deserves to get his ass kicked. Indeed, he’s begging to get
his ass kicked. Maybe he throws a drink in your face, or pulls a knife on you,
or says something unforgivable like “Sophia Coppola was a brilliant casting
choice for Godfather III.” Whatever.
So you get up, with your can-opener primed and ready. And
then, suddenly, your friend says, “Don’t do it Jake, that’s exactly what this
guy wants you to do!”
Apparently, this is the only argument you need to hear.
It settles all disputes. You must not fight Biff because Biff wants you to
fight him.
By now you should have figured out that Biff is ISIS in
this metaphor. And the chattering classes keep saying we must not give ISIS the
apocalyptic battle it so desperately wants. For the life of me, I can’t figure
out why intelligent people think this argument makes any sense at all.
I know Charlie Cooke already covered this the other day,
but this is an ancient peeve of mine. We all know the expression, “Be careful
what you wish for.” In our own lives we consider this something close to an
immutable karmic law of the universe. It is the plot device of It’s A Wonderful Life as well as, by my
very rough count, 87 katrillion movies, TV shows, books, parables, fortune
cookies and, I suspect, Chinese character tattoos.
But, for some reason despite being inexorable law in our
own lives, and an indelible lesson of human history, this rule is somehow
suspended when it comes to a bunch of savages in the desert. We must not do
what ISIS wants because a bunch of barbarians have the gift of perfect
foresight into how events will play out.
Now, I’m not necessarily saying we should meet ISIS at Dabiq and give them the Islamist Ragnarok they
want. But I’m not saying we shouldn’t
either. My point is if they want to have one big mano-a-mano fight between the
forces of the West and Mordor, it’s purely a tactical question whether we should give it to them. I’ve yet to
meet a general who doesn’t agree that in an “all-in” contest between the
Islamists and everyone else, the Islamists would lose very, very, very quickly.
We don’t owe our enemies a fight on any terms but our own. But if they would
actually be willing to engage in a straight up brawl, I don’t see a
particularly strong argument for why we wouldn’t give them exactly what they’re
asking for.
The refusal to contemplate that we’re stronger and
smarter than our enemies strikes me as a kind of crisis in confidence. It’s
related to all sorts of notions – violence doesn’t solve anything, “blowback,”
etc – that people only invoke to impose limitations on America’s scope of
action.
When
Civilizational Confidence Fails
It’s also related to the idea that when bad things
happen, we must somehow be to blame.
Take the riot of hoplophobia running through American political elites
these days. Islamists attack us in San Bernardino, and the supposedly
sophisticated and serious response is to respond with a massive push for more
gun laws that would have done nothing to prevent the attack — or
any other mass shooting in recent years.
Logically, this is a bit like responding to a wave of
bloody grizzly-bear attacks by rushing to make sure the batteries in the smoke
detectors are all working.
The left is very good at exploiting and exacerbating our
crisis in civilizational confidence. Consider the response from an Al Jazeera
journalist who objected to the publication of Tafsheen Malik’s face. You see,
she wore a burqa, and we should respect that by not showing her unobstructed
countenance.
This reminds me of one of my favorite stories, about
Charles Napier, the military poobah of Colonial India, and one of the great
symbols of civilizational confidence:
On one occasion a delegation of Hindu priests came to Napier to repeat
their objection to the British prohibition of sati, the practice of widows’
throwing themselves onto their husbands’ funeral pyres, sometimes under
compulsion. You Brits, they explained, do not appreciate what a venerable
custom this is in India.
Napier replied:
Be it so. This burning of widows is your custom; prepare the funeral
pile. But my nation has also a custom. When men burn women alive we hang them,
and confiscate all their property. My carpenters shall therefore erect gibbets
on which to hang all concerned when the widow is consumed. Let us all act
according to national customs.
Well, you know what? We respect religion-inspired
modesty. But we have a custom of our own. When you slaughter more than a dozen
innocent people, we blast your face on TV. Please respect that custom.
And now, if you’re one of my readers who doesn’t want to
read anything critical of Donald Trump, you should either leave now.
Yes, Labels Matter
Labels matter. Words matter. In my experience people who
say that labels don’t matter are trying to avoid being labeled accurately.
I wrote a whole book largely on this point when it comes
to liberalism. From Woodrow Wilson through FDR and JFK to Barack Obama,
liberals love to insist that they aren’t driven by an ideological agenda, but
are simply going where the facts and the data take them. This is a lie, but an
honestly told one to the extent that many liberals actually believe it. I have
a handy response when I hear very smart liberals deny they are driven by an
ideological agenda. It goes something like this: “You’re wrong.”
Feel free to use it yourself.
Power: Is There
Nothing It Can’t Do?
It’s worth noting that some liberal politicians have
avoided calling themselves liberals, not because they don’t know they’re
liberal, but because they do know the country isn’t.
Accurate labels for the Left have often proved an
impediment to power, and power is the ne plus ultra of liberalism, or more
properly speaking, leftism. One need only look at college campuses today, where
virtually every supposedly liberal principle — diversity, free speech, “sound
science,” empiricism, tolerance, democracy, the rule of law — is being set
ablaze in the quest of the one thing the radicals always want more than
anything else: power. (See Jonathan Last’s outstanding Weekly
Standard cover story for more on this).
The Tempting of
Conservatism
Conservatives are different. We like our label, and
that’s a good thing.
But you don’t have to be Charlie Sheen to understand that
you can have too much of a good thing.
There’s a venerable tradition on the right of defending
liberal or statist ideas by offering “the conservative case for X.” One can
find plenty of examples, whether X equals Social Security or gay marriage or
mass immigration or war or peace or this and even that. Some of these arguments
are more persuasive than others. Some are wholly sound if conservatism is defined
one way and wholly ridiculous if you define it another way. But they all
involve making a serious argument based upon some serious principle.
But we’re seeing now is not a continuation of that tradition.
A lot of people are making the case that what they like is conservative simply
because they like it. The “it” I have in mind is Donald Trump and whatever
noxious fume comes out his mouth at any given moment.
Two months ago, I wrote that Trump’s popularity was
corrupting conservatism. “We routinely forgive the rich and famous for sins we
would condemn our neighbors for. Trump’s popularity apparently trumps all
standards we would apply not just to our neighbors, but to our leaders.”
Since then, the rot has spread with remarkable speed.
Please read Guy Benson’s column on the Trump cult of personality. Trump has
jumped from one position to another, rarely offering anything like an argument,
and his supporters have followed him. It’s been like one long Benny Hill chase
scene. He’s for the Iran deal! He’s against it! He’s for letting in Syrian
refugees! He’s against it! He’s for single payer! He’s against it! Higher
taxes! Lower taxes! For stimulus! Against stimulus! Tomaytos! Tomahtos! Less
filling! Tastes great! None of it matters! All that matters is, Trump!
If you point out any of these inconsistencies, Trump’s
defenders — on Twitter, talk radio, cable etc. — fall back on one of the most
juvenile arguments possible: It’s all okay because Trump is driving the
mainstream media and/or the “Republican establishment” crazy. Indeed, “Republican establishment” often
seems to be defined as “any Republican who doesn’t like Trump.” Ten times a day
I hear from people telling me that I don’t “get it.” They explain that my
frustration with the “Trump can do no wrong” school is proof that Trump is
right.
If you sit there and tell me that 2+2 equals 17 and
refuse to budge no matter how patiently I walk you through the math, I will get
frustrated. If Donald Trump then walks in and says, “No no, 2+2 equals 35,” and
you suddenly change your position to that, I will get even more frustrated.
You might find my frustration entertaining or satisfying
or in some other way useful. Fair enough. Annoying people can have its rewards.
And if your goal isn’t to win the presidency but to annoy a lot of people you
don’t like, keep doing what you’re doing. But you want to know the one thing my
frustration doesn’t prove? That 2+2 equals 17 — or 35.
Then there’s the whole “But Obama” “argument.” Trump
proposes something dumb, un-conservative, or unconstitutional. Conservatives
criticize it. And, as sure as night follows day, as sure as Bill
Clinton’s gaze follows a departing intern’s posterior, Trump boosters say,
“Well Obama did X.” I can’t recall a time when more people violated the “if
so-and-so jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge” rule.
Yesterday, Trump said he would issue an executive order
mandating that cop-killers be executed. I am all in favor of the death penalty
for cop-killers — and many other killers — and maybe there is some
constitutionally permissible way the president could help in this regard (despite
the fact that the overwhelming majority of such cases are not federal crimes).
But I can guarantee you this: Trump has no idea what it is or even how
executive orders really work. I criticized Trump’s announcement on Twitter and
almost instantaneously, the response came forth, “So what? Obama issued
unconstitutional executive orders too!”
First of all, Obama is not on the ballot in 2016. He gets
to finish his presidency no matter what.
Second, I take a backseat to no one in my anger and
frustration with Obama’s imperial presidency, but I fail to see why I should
transmogrify my frustrations with Obama’s abuses and crimes into future
justifications for “our Obama” to do the same sort of thing. I have my
disagreements with libertarians, but at least libertarians are consistent in
their opposition to abusive and arbitrary power, regardless of party.
Populism Ascendant
There’s a word to describe the support for Donald Trump,
and it’s not conservatism. It’s populism. (That’s why I don’t like the headline
on yesterday’s column. The point isn’t that Trump’s followers are liberal or
conservative, it’s that, when it comes to Trump’s supporters, the categories of
liberalism and conservatism are almost beside the point.)
Populism, crudely defined, simply means people-ism. If
“the people” are for X, then X is right. This might sound like democracy, and
at a rudimentary level they overlap a great deal. But democracy, rightly
understood, is constrained by the rule of law. Mobs are populist, but they
aren’t necessarily democratic. That’s because democracy implies some form of
deliberation. Mobs are about passion.
If you read the Federalist
Papers, you know that the Founders had a very healthy distrust of
un-channeled populism. That’s why we have divided government. That’s why we are
a democratic republic. The U.S.
Constitution begins with the single most important populist statement in human
history, “We the people.” It marked a revolutionary and incandescently
wonderful break with the barbarisms — refined and not so-refined — of the past.
But the rest of the document is dedicated to finding healthy and principled
ways to constrain and channel populism.
Back during the early tea-party days, I often said that
“libertarian populism” was the first populist movement, at least since
abolition, that I could get behind because it was aimed at overthrowing statism
and the arbitrary rule of the administrative state. In truth, there have been
other good populisms. The dethroning of aristocracy in Europe was arguably the
first flourishing of populism in the modern West, and it was mostly a very good
thing. But one only need study the French Revolution to understand that
populism can chew through its leash and start eating its own (to use a slightly
mixed metaphor). John Lukacs, that great champion of the anti-populist
conservative tradition, argued that the Hungarian Revolution was an example of
good populism.
But he also understood that fascism and Communism were
examples of bad populism. When populism is yoked to a cult of personality, the
mob defines success as success for their leader, principle be damned. The
leader becomes a repository for resentments, a vehicle for power, both cultural
and political. As Willie Stark says to the adoring crowd in All the King’s Men: “Your will is my
strength. Your need is my justice.”
As Matthew Continetti notes, it is entirely possible
that, win or lose, Trump will transform the Republican party into a different
kind of right-wing party. He will attract new voters, banish old ones, and
permanently repulse others who might otherwise have been persuaded to join our
cause. As an American Le Pen, or even a reincarnation of Richard Nixon, he
would no doubt call attention to issues that liberals want to ignore. He might
do some things I would agree with, while surely doing other things I would find
reprehensible. But he has given no indication that his lodestar would be
anything other than the greater glory of Trump, and that is not a principle I
can attach myself to, now or ever.
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