1.5.06 @ 12:01AM
STOP McCAIN, VOTE GOP
Re: Lisa Fabrizio's Welfare for
Republicans:
Lisa Fabrizio hits both nails on the head. I'm not overly
enthusiastic about either McCain or Rudy. While both men
have some positives, in my opinion both have committed some
political cardinal sins. McCain's are pretty obvious: campaign
finance "reform," the Gang of 14 filibuster deal (featuring the
Republican Stupid Seven), and the recent torture ban. I could go
on, but my fingers don't have the stamina required to type out
everything wrong with McCain. Rudy's social issues are troubling,
but I could overlook them. My main beef with him is his
demonstrated lack of commitment to fiscal responsibility,
specifically his opposition to the presidential line item veto. He
led the charge to get it declared unconstitutional in the '90s. It
would take one hell of an explanation from him to sway me on this
one.
-- Scott Warren
Lisa, add another twist to your story. No one is discussing this:
No matter who the Republican nominee is, behind the scenes the
Clintons will find another Ross Perot to split the Republican vote,
and it's hello Commander-in-Chief Hillary! She'll get her 42% from
the base no matter what. McCain is the perfect candidate to split
the republican vote, but any nominee will do if they can
triangulate with a third party candidate. (I still think the
Clintons were behind Ross Perot running for pres.)
-- John P.
Elmhurst, Illinois
My, what fun the next two years are going to be for the Democrats
and MSM, while us dumb Republicans run around in circles like a
pack of mice looking for the food bowl. McCain is sure not my bowl
of food and as much as I like Mr. Cheney, I am afraid of his heart
problems. If you are into politics this is going to be
interesting.
-- Elaine Kyle
As straight-ticket Reagan-Bush (43) conservatives if John McCain is
the party's nominee in 2008 we plan to vote for all Republicans
down ticket and just ignore the presidential race. We don't fear
Hillary or any Democrat that much. Our motto is, "Stop McCain Vote
Republican!"
-- Michael & Rhonda Tomlinson
Crownsville, Maryland
METROCONTRADICTIONS
Re: Mark Gauvreau Judge's Right-Wingtips:
You really waste space on this pompous prig?
-- Lee Rodgers
KSFO, San Francisco
I wanted to have some empathy, an inkling of sympathy for Mr. Judge, but I'm sorry, I'm just laughing way too hard.
When did TAS open a "vanity" column?
Well, thank you (and you, Mr. Judge) for my first belly
laugh and sardonic head shake of 2006.
-- Chris Rifino
Corpus Christi, Texas
I, too, dislike Gretchen Wilson's song and NASCAR. Also, I am
conservative enough to understand that Bill O'Reilly is a populist
and not a conservative. In addition to my dislike of celebrations
of ignorance and worship of the mob, I also dislike effete,
soul-less, pretentious posturing such as that celebrated by Mr.
Judge. Sounds like he would have been quite at home in the party of
Rockefeller.
-- Chris Lindsey
In "Another Perspective" dated 1/4/2006, Mark Gauvreau Judge shared his very low opinion of Gretchen Wilson, modern conservatism, NASCAR and all the people who enjoy it, Laura Ingraham, Bill O'Reilly, Sean Hannity, Christians who disagree with him and, of course, the President of the United States. He even trashed some conservatives as reading Theology for Dummies.
What a sad, sad man Mr. Judge is. In his terminal narcissism he actually thinks he is qualified to judge people he considers to be his inferiors. I'm sure his pathetic and diseased personality can only feel good about his own life by feeling superior to someone.
Ironically, the people who represent the things he truly cannot
stand about modern conservatism, the people who defend things he
considers "dumb, tacky, and second-rate," aren't affected by Mr.
Judge's little intellectual tantrum. They will continue to "work
hard, go to church and play by the rules" as they did before and as
they will continue to do long after Mark Gauvreau Judge's words
have been judged insignificant.
-- Gary Boatright
I've always liked Mark Gauvreau Judge's work, but I find at least part of his central thesis about the superiority of being a metrocon questionable and maybe even objectionable. While I agree that there is nothing to celebrate about being tacky or willfully ignorant (which I'm not sure his target group really is), I disagree vigorously that the "second growth" of spirituality involves learning how to purchase and wear the right clothing and accessories. Natty apparel has never been a sign of spiritual maturity as far as I can tell. Were it so the fashionistas would be the deepest folk on earth.
It is one thing to argue that many of today's conservatives
don't hold a candle to William F. Buckley on style points (surely,
they do not), but to conflate that point with spiritual maturity
and depth evokes a Christianity of which I'm not aware. Certainly,
a preference for Brooks Brothers over Wal-Mart does little to
inform one about the nobility of a particular soul. In fact, the
good book might make the opposite case.
-- Hunter Baker
Contributor to The Reform Club
Athens, Georgia
In the article "Right-Wingtips," as usual, the author comes off as a slightly snobby Northeasterner. He has obviously not spent much time in Texas. And yes, while I grant his point to some extent, down here in San Antonio it's a matter of a different style. Starched jeans, and starched shirts along with a nice Stetson or Resistol hat is considered excellent attire to go along with your Ostrich boots. And while the grunge look still is common, many people in Texas add some starch to those Wranglers, and that nice shirt. Again snotty Northeasterners have no right telling the rest of us what to wear to look like a metrosexual (a silly thing to be in the first place).
And while born in 1960, and still fond of my Rock music, yes, I
do own Classical music, which I rather enjoy from time to time. And
the author and I share one trait, we both loathe Country music.
-- Robert E. Murphy
San Antonio, Texas
I hope Mark Gauvreau Judge finds a lovely wife and that they are
blessed with many children. He's going to make a great dad.
Although "metrocon" is a funny word, Mr. Judge is really just
talking about becoming a father. When you have kids, you're forced
to clean up your act. No foul language. Clean clothes. Well groomed
hair and nails. An organized life with bills paid and meals neatly
eaten. These are necessities, not options, with a large family.
Those of us who want to raise civilized adults out of the hilarious
savages who are delivered into our care are forced to become
genteel, quiet-spoken, mannered parents. Those who eschew
parenthood can remain uncultured brutes forever. Too many of them,
sadly, do.
-- Bonnie Ramthun
Erie, Colorado
Where I come from wearing Brooks Brothers or Ray-Bans means you
really don't know how to do much. You don't wear Brooks Brothers
while working on a $150,000 piece of machinery such as a combine.
You don't call an illegal immigrant to do your lawn or clean your
house, you do it yourself. As for the "Arts," I have access to the
Little Theatre on the Square twelve miles from my home. It has had
Broadway shows with semi-famous actors for fifty years and I have
gone exactly twice. I cannot stand grown people dressing up and in
pretend land in some hokey piece of crap. I got over that at about
age twelve. We can and do clean up pretty good when we have to.
Being a metrocon isn't close to being a snob. In your case you
are a snot. That "t" was a typo but I think it fits.
-- Patricia Cole
Illinois
Metrocon? Here I am at 58 just thinking I've been nothing but a rather well rounded individual for all these years and now here I am stuck with a label?
Let's see. Post-graduate degree, appreciate fine art, classical music, good books (a few signed by WFB), good conversation and when it's called for, the uniform, which down here is blue blazer, cotton khakis and a rep tie. All of my dress shirts are button down and my suits Glen Plaid or banker's stripe. No wingtips, just quality slip-ons. No T-shirts, just polos.
Gosh darn it, I do have this dark side though. NASCAR is OK, Ol' Waylon is great, and so is Mr. Cash. Vintage American muscle cars are treats on wheels. Jeff Foxworthy and his Blue Collar buddies make me howl! I love meeting and talking to people from all walks of life: you just never no what you might learn. When I'm on the road I always find the locals hang out to eat in. Around town nothing beats comfortable jeans (I don't do rips) or shorts with a sweatshirt or polo and boat shoes.
Let's just say I'm comfortable in my own skin and it's Red over
Blue for the most part for me any day of the week. And please, save
the label for someone else.
-- Jim Woodward
Fruitland, Maryland
Mr. Judge may believe that he's just a conservative metrosexual,
but in actuality, he's just another newly minted proud snob (or at
least thinks he is) and wants everybody else to know it. I'm so
sorry that the common-man culture is such an embarrassment to him.
Perhaps he needs to spend more time with "sophisticates," like Gore
Vidal, who lavishes away in sunny Italy while the sons and
daughters of Wal-Mart shoppers die in Iraq to preserve his pampered
life style. Mr. Judge needs to spent less time in the venues of
banality, which he claims to abhor, and more time in venues like
TAS that publish his solipsism. I find it amazing that Mr.
Judge writes this nonsense in the very publication that
demonstrates the fallacy of his arguments on a daily basis. If Mr.
Judge were to remove his Ray-Bans long enough to read TAS
and other conservative publications, he just might be cowed by the
level of sophistication demonstrated by writers and readers alike.
Frankly, I find it insulting to even have to refute Mr. Judge's
trite observations, so I won't bother, except to say, that while
perhaps some NASCAR aficionados might not know who Rigoletto's
daughter is, they do know the things that make America great,
Reader's Digest version notwithstanding.
-- A. DiPentima
Mr. Judge's NASCAR analogy falls flat when you consider how the
sophisticated consider Formula I racing, which is after all a bunch
of foreigners making left and right turns. Also, a lot of people
don't have to shop at Wal-Mart, but they choose to, which
leaves them more disposable income to buy books and such.
-- Mary McLemore
Pike Road, Alabama
If you are young and not a liberal, you have no heart.
If you are old and not a conservative, you have no mind.
--Winston Churchill
If you are middle-aged and not a metrocon, you have no
irrelevance, pointlessness and unnecessaryness.
-- Allen Hurt
This writer sounds like a relatively young person. I think it is to
his credit that he made a switch from left to somewhere on the
right. It also sounds like he made several transformations at the
same time. He will be criticized for much of what he says, which
sometimes sounds somewhat jejune and unfortunately echoes the false
alternative thinking he criticizes in the NASCAR types. He should
not be chased away from conservatism by those who do not do unto
others, and the crassness (crudeness) he shrinks from will not look
like what it seems when it is spoken with simplicity and grace.
Members of the political right have to learn to cut some slack for
those with courage who have turned their intellectual backs to
their liberal pasts. If it shouldn't matter to him what others
wear, eat or listen to, it shouldn't matter to others either.
Welcome him, smile at his youth and congratulate him on his
integrity.
-- Karen Klausmsyer
Germany
I'd like to thank Mr. Judge for a very cleverly illuminating article. However, I would argue the case that conservatives can and have always had a better understanding and appreciation of classic Western civilization at its best (i.e. the fine arts). In the assumption that metrosexuals who aren't metrocons are liberal, I would hazard to write that metrosexuals (nurtured with a leveling philosophy of equivalence, conscious or otherwise) have actually been very successful at co-opting an attraction to aesthetic beauty, often by and oblivious to the vice they mistakenly level at metrocons: snobbery.
For the true metrocon, it isn't snobbery at all but an internal capacity, desire and willingness to make distinctions in value regarding one's own taste. The metrosexual certainly has the ability to make such distinctions, as well, but often either doesn't or does for narcissistic reasons (e.g. the metrosexual monopoly on fads or John Kerry's campaign claim of fascination with rap and hip-hop music). The metrocon is often simply averse to the overt glorification of mediocrity (apologies to Peter Shaffer's depiction of Antonio Salieri, who was a fine composer).
Historically, a metrocon by Mr. Judge's definition hasn't had to
live in a cosmopolitan or urban environment to exercise an
aesthetic understanding and appreciation, either. Many conservative
agrarian gentlemen in our nation's history come to mind. It's
unfortunate that many metrosexuals think anyone living beyond city
limits can't appreciate certain things (impersonal crowds and
traffic?) but I won't agonize over it while I'm sipping my
single-malt scotch, listening to my Dvorak and reading my Palladio
(the beer is in the fridge, the bluegrass is on-deck and the
catalogs are in the bathroom).
-- Jim Swords
Yorktown, Virginia
Thank you to Mark Gauvreau Judge for his insightful piece, "Right Wingtips."
What is the female equivalent of a conservative metrosexual? Well, that's me. I cringe when I hear praise of the right-wing common man. If only he weren't so common!
The biggest hurdle to turning blue-staters into red-staters is
the image of the latter as uncouth, vulgar, and ignorant. We face a
lot of work if we are ever to change that image and interest the
next generation in the body of conservative intellectual
thought.
-- Debbie Symanovich
San Francisco, California
Great article. Frankly I have always thought NR -- and
The American Spectator -- could use a style section which
addresses things like the decline and resurgence of Brooks
Brothers. Many of us would find this interesting and of course the
MSM isn't interested in the really important cultural matters.
-- Samuel E. Clark, Esq.
Omaha, Nebraska
In "Right-Wingtips," author Mark Gauvreau Judge mourns that too many of us red-staters are slobs. We dress down, follow NASCAR, shop at Wal-Mart, and listen to country music. We laugh at blue-collar humor, prefer football to baseball, and put up Christmas lights. Sorry... NOT! While Mr. Judge is welcome to his metrocon lifestyle, I offer here a defense of the burbocons, the suburban/rural mothers and fathers who comprise the bulk of conservatives:
Our lives are organized around our families, rather than ourselves. We derive more enrichment developing basic skills -- literacy, hygiene, ethics -- in our children, than in cultivating our personal appearance. Every minute I don't spend reading fashion tips in GQ is a minute I can spend reading Dr. Seuss with my young daughters. We live within our means. I can outfit myself, my wife of 25 years, and our five children in jeans from Target for what he would spend on one suit from Neiman Marcus. Practicality is more important than facade. Sneakers are more comfortable than wingtips. Sweats are more ergonomic than pinstripes for playing catch in the backyard. I own a tuxedo, but I don't wear it for oil changes.
Bach and the Beatles are not mutually exclusive. I hold season tickets to the opera, but I also like electric blues. Hank Williams and Schubert reside comfortably together in my CD rack. A genuine intellectual might regard comprehensive musical taste as evidence of a kindred spirit. Ditto for appreciating the writings of both William Buckley and Dave Barry. Who says that subtle speech is incompatible with booger jokes? Parody can be a powerful medium for conveying uncomfortable truths. Think Jonathan Swift.
Don't blame us for louts on television sitcoms, the products of notoriously pansexual Hollywood. Oafish protagonists from Ralph Cramden to Fred Flintstone to Archie Bunker to Tim Taylor to Ray Barone to Homer Simpson are far more likely to get their own comeuppance than to score one on The Man (or on Sarah Jessica Parker). Besides, what has watching TV to do with personal spiritual growth as envisioned by von Hildebrand?
We like Monty Python and Mel Brooks. Mr. Judge likes Woody Allen, no doubt the same scholarly, well-mannered Woody Allen who gave us Sleeper and Everything You Wanted to Know about Sex. It's not clear that orgasmotrons and people dressed as gametes represent more cerebral humor than the bean scene from Blazing Saddles, but chacun a son gout.
JFK had the fashion acumen of a supermodel, and the morals of a stripper. What profiteth a man if he gains the whole world...
As for pro wrestling, well, he's got us there. Let's just agree that bull-riding, mud bogs and monster truck rallies are better.
Mr. Judge judges us burbocons too harshly. We dress
appropriately for the activities we undertake, which are far more
eclectic than he perceives. He undervalues the areas in which we
choose to grow once we reach adulthood, and he underestimates the
degree to which we grow even in his preferred arenas. Many of us
can and do appreciate aesthetic refinement, but other aspects of
life hold higher priority.
-- James Bono
Midlothian, Virginia
I've read and watched William Buckley and all the other
conservative writers mentioned by Mr. Judge for over 40 years, and
I cannot remember a time when any one of them pontificated on how
superior they were to their fellow conservatives. Judge is
certainly an appropriate name, he has the liberal penchant for
assuming that all "red state" inhabitants are too naive to
understand what a great gift the elite have been to our country. It
would seem to me that what is important to all us hillbillies is an
abiding love for God, family and country -- in that order. I don't
think Brooks Brothers is anywhere on my list. Mr. Judge has a
serious hangover from his days as a socialist -- another philosophy
invented by elitists to bring order and happiness to the masses who
were too stupid to figure it out for themselves. If you're a
redneck and don't understand what I really think: I had an
immediate, visceral hatred of the Judge article. He might call
himself a metrocon, but he's also a pompous ass -- and he's
certainly no Bill Buckley.
-- M. Riordon Glasgow
Wichita, Kansas
I don't know whether to be annoyed or impressed.
-- Chris Bachelder
Midland, Michigan
THE STATE OF MODERN ART
Re: Clinton W. Taylor's Monumental
Failure:
Clinton Taylor strikes again! And hits the nail on the head in his assessment of the Flight 93 Memorial. Sadly, what is being proposed (or already granted) is representative of what passes for art these days. Actually, not "these days." I first noticed it years ago when, on frequent trips to SFO airport there appeared in the meridian, what looked to be a dud bomb that had landed upside down -- that is, pointy end up. Frenzied traffic in the "departing" lane does not exactly lend itself to the contemplation of what the artist had in mind. Only later did I learn it was Benny Bufano's notion of Mother and Child or Mary and Jesus. It was lost on most, who shared my mistaken impression that it resembled a misdirected missile.
Driving south from my area to Palo Alto, a rest stop has a primitive rendering in some really ugly mud of Father Junipero Serra, who appears to be holding a pistol pointed toward the highway. No doubt the artist was striving for something more spiritual.
These are but two examples of what no doubt blights the land in the name of "Art." And there seems to be no stopping it, judging from Mr. Taylor's excellent article.
Didn't the "sacred ground" thing gain favor when about every condo complex or strip mall in the country got stalled because it was found to be a sacred burial ground of a long ago American Indian tribe? A gaggle of community college archaeology students would go on a "dig," unearth some questionable bones and voila! -- revoked building permits. I recall a few banned hereabouts for that reason. Considering how many pioneers died and were buried along the Oregon Trail, if that rule applies, it's a miracle that the state was ever developed.
Mr. Taylor makes an excellent argument that you don't commit a further sacrilege by profaning forevermore the memories of those brave passengers' defiant last act in defense of their country. Knowing they faced certain death, their rallying words were "Let's roll." And to commemorate this, we are going to get some smarmy grove of something with wind chimes. Whoever makes the final decision on these things must have the motto, "Let's roll over." What's the commission on a travesty such as this?
It's amazing to me that folks who used to be called hobbyists at
best, are now "gettin' away with it" as artists.
-- Diane Smith
South San Francisco, California
Clinton W. Taylor is both mistaken and a little too harsh in his attempted linkage of Stonehenge and "New Agey" nonsense with the Flight 93 Memorial to be built outside Shanksville, Pennsylvania. For one thing, Stonehenge in any of its several prehistoric forms has never included a circle of trees. There, Taylor may be confusing the actual monument with old ideas about the much, much later Druids, who were said to worship in groves of trees.
And the designers of the Flight 93 Memorial might profit from
taking heed of an even older and equally (if not more) impressive
prehistoric megalithic site than Stonehenge. Callanish, on the
Western Isle of Lewis & Harris off the western coast of
Scotland, is in fact shaped like a cross. Specifically, even, the
Celtic kind. A memorial monument that utilized this visual
tradition would be much more properly awe-inspiring and provide
cause for truer reflection upon matters cultural than the current
design, whether or not it incorporates the iconography of the
Muslim crescent.
-- Richard Szathmary
LAUGH WHILE YOU READ
Re: Ralph R. Reiland's A New Year's
Resolution:
Geez, lighten up, brother!
That's all well and good to feed your mind, but humor has its place as well.
I suggest that for thoughtful but hilarious reading you may want to try Terry Pratchett, and start with the first book in his Discworld series, The Color of Magic. Try NOT laughing as you romp through a very different cosmology, a planet with different laws of physics and being, and the hilarity that brings (as well as indirect but sharp social commentary).
You know what they say about all work and no play...
-- Anastasia Mather
Staten Island, New York
TWO FOR ONE
Re: Pete Everts's letter (under "Leaker Watch") in Reader Mail's
Leakology
101 and The Prowler's Hillary's
Offensive Holding:
A careful parsing of Chuck Schumer's statements reveals that NSA, and CIA agents would be guilty if they leaked, but "other persons" who were briefed in their official capacity are protected by whistle-blower statutes.
A Senator, such as Rockefeller, is a great candidate, but do not
rule out U.S. District Judge James Robertson, the Clinton appointed
judge and FISA court justice, who was the primary foot dragger when
Bush sought FISA approval. When Bush used executive privilege to
circumvent Robertson, he may have (in a tantrum) leaked the wiretap
story to spite Bush. Notice that he didn't resign until the New
York Times ran the story. Isn't resignation the time-honored
D.C. way to remove a prosecution from the front pages?
-- Newt Love
Annapolis, Maryland
With the drop in 1st class mail from ubiquitous cell phones and
email, the US Postal Service (USPS) is in trouble. To help USPS
union workers, Democrats leaked the existence of the NSA terrorist
wiretap program. Now rich Muslim extremists will have to use 1st
class mail to plan their attacks. The union jobs are saved!
-- Newt Love
Annapolis, Maryland
FISA PLEASER
Re: Jed Babbin's All the
President's Spies:
"... in 2001 the president authorized the National Security Agency to collect intelligence from conversations routed through the United States and possibly including people within the United States."
I agree with you, we should do everything we can to protect ourselves.
"The activities I [President Bush] authorized are reviewed approximately every 45 days. Each review is based on a fresh intelligence assessment of terrorist threats to the continuity of our government and the threat of catastrophic damage to our homeland. During each assessment, previous activities under the authorization are reviewed. The review includes approval by our nation's top legal officials, including the Attorney General and the Counsel to the President. I have reauthorized this program more than 30 times since the September the 11th attacks, and I intend to do so for as long as our nation faces a continuing threat from al Qaeda and related groups."
I still don't understand why the President didn't include the
FISA court in the loop.
-- Mike Petrovick
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