How to engage the Left about George W. Bush and the spread of freedom.
SAN DIEGO — My wife and I were catching up the other night with a friend whom we had not seen in months. Call her Audrey.
But for the fact that she attends church every week and avoids coffee, this woman could be a Blue State archetype.
Audrey lives in a rent-controlled apartment six blocks from the beach. She is a psychiatric nurse, a Reiki practitioner, and a student of Shamanic drumming.
Sitting in my living room sipping Merlot (our doormat says, “We serve only the finest California wines. Did you bring any?”), Audrey confessed to despising the American mission articulated by George W. Bush. “How arrogant can one man be?” she fumed. “Who do we think we are, trying to impose our system of government on the rest of the world? Why is it our job to end tyranny? That should be up to organizations like NATO and the United Nations.”
Unwilling to abet intentional blindness to scenic vistas in the sweet uplands of Reason, but not yet equipped with the State of the Union line about how the United States has “no right, no desire, and no intention to impose our form of government on anyone else,” I answered with, “We’re the only country with resources enough to tackle big problems, and the United Nations is just a debating society for despots.”
Audrey scowled, unconvinced. We refilled our glasses and moved on to speculation about whether the puppy playing at our feet might eventually weigh eighty pounds.
For me, the episode was a failure of rhetorical skill. The contrast between Audrey’s view and my own was as vivid as the horse jumping across the wine bottle label with a blocky-looking rider in Picasso perspective on its back. Despite our Latin forebears, neither of us could find veritas in vino, or, for that matter, in “verbo.”
“Impose”? Please. Furthering the advance of freedom around the world is arguably the single most defensible goal of American foreign policy today. But how to make that point to people who mock the president for his ambition?
Audrey would admit that abbreviations like “ICBM” entered the American lexicon many years ago. But she doesn’t realize what that implies, and doesn’t see that Islamofascists one-upped even the Communists of the Cold War era to prove that Walt Disney was right about ours being a small world after all. Given the date we all remember as 9-11, “mind your own business” isn’t the sensible foreign policy that it used to be. I know the pedigree of that policy, but George Washington was never the isolationist some people make him out to be, and of course he could not have foreseen the rise of things like outsourcing and aviation.
Yet the pragmatic argument (“better to fight enemies on their turf than our own”) makes less of an impression on the Left than it should. Next time someone fires a fusillade of similar questions at me, I’ll abandon references to America’s gross national product and twelve aircraft carrier battle groups in favor of an immediate retreat to first principles.
I DON’T MEAN CHURCHILL’S DICTUM about democracy being the worst of all possible forms of government “except for all the others.” I mean Walter Russell Mead’s theory of American foreign policy as a river formed by the unique confluence of tributaries named for Alexander Hamilton, Thomas Jefferson, Andrew Jackson, and Woodrow Wilson. I mean that in some sense, we regard Swiss-style neutrality as cowardice, not least because it hides the light of freedom under a bushel basket. And I mean the tenth chapter of the Gospel according to Luke, wherein we find the parable of the Good Samaritan, and the twenty-fifth chapter of the Gospel according to Matthew, where good and faithful servants are those who multiply their master’s money, rather than burying it for safekeeping.
Certainly it’s legitimate — if condescending — to ask whether the influence of premillennial dispensationalist theology makes some policymakers too optimistic about things that could trigger apocalypse now. I also think it would be fun to keep Peggy Noonan company while she searches in vain for messianic dust bunnies under the West Wing sofas, thrusting her handy-vac of a Wall Street Journal column into dark corners even the First Dogs have yet to explore.
But what drives the Left crazy is not that America has no humility. In fact we’ve got humility to burn, and when we need more of it we can always top off by looking upward on a starry night or pondering the wonders of Yosemite Valley and the Grand Canyon.
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