By Kevin D. Williamson
Sunday, November 13, 2016
As the philosopher said: “Life comes at you pretty fast.”
Ten minutes ago, somber progressives were lecturing
Donald Trump over his “Make America Great Again” slogan. “America,” they
sniffed, is already great. Five minutes later, out came the “F*** AmeriKKKa!”
signs and American flags were being burned in the streets.
Ten minutes ago, Democrats were fretting that Donald
Trump and his partisans would refuse to concede defeat, and insisting that
Trump must make a dramatic public commitment to personally working toward a
peaceful transfer of power. (Well, he did.) There were whispers of political
violence, of riots in the streets, arson, smashed windows, violent assaults.
Five minutes later, all of that came to pass — perpetrated by progressives in
reaction to Trump’s winning the election fair and square.
Ten minutes ago, Democrats were complaining that Trump’s
talk of “rigged” elections undermined faith in democracy and in the legitimacy
of the United States government. Five minutes later, Democrats were complaining
that the elections were rigged against them by an electoral system that treats
the states as states — entities with political interests of their own — rather
than as administrative subdivisions of the federal government. With their
candidate set to lose the presidency in spite of her being projected to win the
most individual votes, Democrats once again turned their rage upon the American
constitutional order itself, and out came the signs: “America Was Never Great!”
Par for the course, I suppose: We all remember how the
Mormons rioted after 2012. Things grew so lawless that a car was spotted
double-parked on a Sunday morning across from a church in Provo, and several
young men were spotted nearby with their ties slightly askew.
And so it goes. As windows were smashed, fires were set,
and bystanders beaten, our progressive friends tut-tutted that the protests
were “mostly peaceful.” “Mostly peaceful” is another way of saying, “Peaceful,
if you ignore the violence.” But even if we set aside the arson and vandalism
and the assaults, there is plenty to lament in the non-violent protests, too:
Those “AmeriKKKa” signs and burning flags are a reminder that what the Left
really hates is not Donald Trump, his supporters, or Republicans at large
(though the Left hates all these, too) but the country itself. They believe the
United States to be not only imperfect (an understanding of the imperfection of
human beings and their institutions is the foundation of conservatism, after
all) but wicked, depraved, filled to the gills with hatred and bigotry, one
step away from building concentration camps for homosexuals.
Donald Trump of Manhattan and Palm Beach, a man whose
personal style makes Liberace look like Danny Trejo, is, according to this
view, going to be the great catalyst for anti-gay pogroms. You could make a
case for racist and sexist — a pretty good one — but anti-gay? Not really.
(One suspects that they just need an easy rhyme for their
chants. “Racist, sexist, divorcé! Trump Steaks made a poor filet!”)
There is much to dislike about Donald Trump, a man who is
morally and intellectually unfit for the office to which he has been elected thanks
to a cheesed-off Republican primary electorate and the fact that the
alternative was . . . ugh. But the Left does not quite seem to get what he is
about. His views on trade, and on economic relations with foreign countries in
general, are very close to that of Senator Bernie Sanders, and his views on
immigration are not all that different, either: It was Senator Sanders, not
Trump, who whispered darkly of a shadowy “open borders” plot being hatched by
American billionaires to undermine the economic and political power of the
working class. Trump is not quite Ron Paul on foreign policy, but he is the
closest thing to a Taft-style non-interventionist that Americans have elected
since . . . since they didn’t elect Senator Robert A. Taft. He has some truly
daft and potentially destructive ideas . . . that he mainly shares with the
people out calling for his assassination.
We conservatives sometimes get bored of pointing out
double standards, but recall that when well-behaved Republican protesters
gathered to criticize some aspects of the Florida recount in 2000, the media
described it as a riot — the “Brooks
Brothers riot” — and Democrats such as Representative Jerry Nadler wailed that
there was a “whiff of fascism” in the air. If the election had gone the other
way and crowds of angry Trump voters were out in the streets beating people
(they aren’t, though there are hate-crime
hoaxes aplenty) there would be klaxons of alarum sounding 24 hours a day —
and zero talk of how the protests were “mostly
peaceful.”
Perversely, the Trump presidency is bearing some
worthwhile fruit before it even begins: Once more, dissent is the highest form
of patriotism, free speech is an absolute right that must be defended at all
costs rather than regulated away in the name of reform, presidential power is
to be limited, and the anti-war movement on the left, which went silent right
around the time the fellow who won the Nobel Peace Prize started assassinating
American citizens in extralegal drone strikes, has once again found its voice.
Two cheers for all that.
For eight years, Democrats celebrated the aggrandizement
of the already inflated presidency left to Barack Obama by George W. Bush. You
remember the greatest hits: “If Congress won’t act, I will.” “I have a pen and
a phone.” “Elections have consequences.” And, my personal favorite: “I won.”
Somebody else won this time around.
The pretensions of the imperial presidency are going to
haunt Democrats for the immediate future, but they’ll quickly rediscover their
belief in limits on the executive. While they’re rediscovering old virtues,
they might take a moment to lament Senator Harry Reid’s weakening of the
filibuster, an ancient protection of minority interests in the less democratic
house of our national legislature. They might also lament Senator Reid’s attempt
to gut the First Amendment in order to permit the federal government — which in
January will be under the management of Paul Ryan, Mitch McConnell, and —
incredibly enough — President Donald Trump — to regulate political speech,
deciding who can speak, about what and when, and on what terms. Perhaps they’ll
thank those wicked “conservative” justices on the Supreme Court for saving
basic political-speech rights. If they are smart, they will rediscover
federalism, too, and the peacemaking potential of a school of thought that says
in a diverse nation of 320 million souls, there is no reason that life in rural
Idaho must be lived in exactly the same way as it is in Brooklyn or Santa
Monica. As Charles C. W. Cooke pointed out, the same people who until ten
minutes ago denounced federalism — which they mischaracterize as the doctrine
of “states’ rights” — as an instrument for the suppression of African Americans
are now embracing secession, which,
in the American context at least, has a little bit of its own racial baggage.
There are other ways of living. The enviable Swiss have
such a wonderfully limited and distributed federal system that many of them
could not tell you who the president is on any given day. The United States has
never really been quite that free of executive pretense, but there was a time
in our history when the question of who would decorate a wedding cake for whom
was not decided at the national level. Given the current distribution of
federal power, perhaps a few Democrats will see the wisdom in returning to such
an arrangement.
The problem is that while conservatives see “Live and Let
Live” as a useful if imperfect instrument of civil peace, progressives view
“Live and Let Live” as a distinct moral evil. It is less important to them that
California is allowed to be California than that Texas should be forbidden to
be Texas. Progressives have since the time of Bismarck had a mania for
uniformity, because they believe that uniformity is necessary for their larger
project: managing society as though it were a single factory and its people
were widgets. You cannot package widgets eight to a box if they vary in size or
shape.
If our so-called liberals want to bust a few shop windows
in Oakland — well, there isn’t much to do in Oakland, anyway. But those of you
who are shaking in your Birkenstocks over the election of Donald Trump should
consider the possibility that if the office of the presidency is that important
to you, then perhaps the most intelligent course of action is not to pin your hopes
on controlling it always and forever (something unlikely to happen under truly
democratic processes) but to work toward making it less important — to you, and
to everybody else, too.
You’ll find a great many conservatives ready to join you
in that project.
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