By Kevin D. Williamson
Thursday, June 13, 2019
And so it has come to this.
Two oil tankers were just attacked in the Gulf of Oman,
presumably by Iran. The United States and China are facing off in a
confrontation that is about far more than trade. The southern border remains
anarchic and uncontrolled.
And Congress is asking: “Can I get the icon in
cornflower blue?”
Here is the situation: The president of these United
States gets from place to place in one of two Boeing jets designated “Air Force
One” when the president is aboard. Jets wear out, and the U.S. government is
commissioning a couple of new ones, which will not come into use until
President Ocasio-Cortez takes over in 2025. The paint scheme is going to change
from its 1960s two-tone blue to a more conservative and modern look that is —
see if these colors sound familiar — red, white, and blue. The Washington
Post is on the case, and reports that the new look will end up “featuring
colors remarkably similar to his” — Trump’s — “private jet.” This is true.
Trump’s jet, seen often during the 2016 campaign, is, going from top to bottom,
blue, red, and white. The new Air Force One will be white, red, and blue. In
each case, the red makes up a narrow stripe separating the two larger color
fields.
Congressional Democrats are, of course, outraged: How
dare this aspiring caudillo order a vehicle belonging to the government to be
painted red, white, and blue! That’s . . . un-American!
Aesthetically, we dodged a national bullet, here. The new
designs (there are a few slight variations under consideration) are perfectly
ordinary. They are entirely respectable and unremarkable. Given President
Trump’s own Nero-by-way-of-Liberace personal tastes — the gilding, the fake
Louis XIV furnishings, the golden toilet — things could have been a lot worse.
Nonetheless, Congress has been roused to action. Yes, the
same Congress that hasn’t been able to muster a declaration of war for any of
the many American military conflicts since World War II, that has allowed debt
and unfunded liabilities to rise to ruinous levels, that has sat on its hands
as its constitutional prerogatives have been usurped year after year by the
executive branch — that Congress has sprung into action, with the House Armed
Services Committee voting 31–26 to insist that any changes to the paint or
interior decoration (seriously!) of new presidential aircraft require
congressional approval.
“Additional paint can add weight to the plane,” says
Representative Joe Courtney, a Democrat from Connecticut. The government spends
$2 million a minute on Social Security, 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, and
the gentleman from Connecticut is worried about the marginal fuel consumption
necessitated — possibly! — by a little more paint on a jumbo jet.
Representative Joe Courtney should resign in shame.
So should Representative John Garamendi of California,
who says the airplane is “a representation of the power of the United States,
the power of the president. If someone wants to change its appearance, its
scheme, then we ought to have a say in that.” Representative Garamendi
represents, among other places, Sacramento, where the violent-crime rate is
about twice the national average. There are criminal-justice-reform proposals
gathering dust in Congress, but Representative Garamendi has the energy to get
his pants over his head about paint.
This is the wrong paint discussion to be having. If we
are to be governed by clowns, let them at least look the part.
I have a proposal of my own regarding Air Force One: Get
rid of it. Lots of world leaders fly commercial. Tony Blair did, from time to
time. Queen Elizabeth flies British Airways. Presidents of Switzerland have
been known to take public transit to work. I’m not saying they have to fly
coach — I’m not saying the president needs to be back there in last class, seat
34B — but it is unseemly for the chief magistrate of a republic to stage a
Roman triumph as reimagined by P. T. Barnum every time he goes to eat a chicken
dinner in Iowa.
Red, white, and blue? Or white, red, and blue? Or blue,
red, and white? If that is the national crisis of the moment, then we have
indeed immanentized the eschaton, at long last.
But maybe, just maybe, these jackasses have other
business.
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