By R. Emmett Tyrrell, Jr. on 12.14.06 @ 12:08AM
The splendid memory of this intellectual, statesman, wife, and mother will endure in the pages of our history.
WASHINGTON -- It was at Jeane Kirkpatrick's funeral this week
that I finally heard of some good achieved by the United Nations
midst all its dithering and graft. According to Jeane's pastor,
during her momentous tenure as our UN ambassador Jeane was so
wobbled by the international body's cynicism and moral emptiness
that she forsook years of atheism and became a person of faith.
Mind you, she had always had an abundance of secular faith
before President Ronald Reagan tapped her for the UN. Her faith in
the American way of life, its freedom, democracy, and equality, was
as ardent as it was intelligently conceived. But after leaving the
house of hustlers on the East River, she became deeply Christian;
and religion gently informed all she thought and did
thereafter.
Jeane has been the paradigmatic 20th century intellectual of the
good sort. She began her intellectual life a socialist and an
atheist. As those two sacred cows revealed their barnyard
primitivism she reassessed the evidence. She became a Hubert
Humphrey Democrat with her beloved husband, "Kirk," the legendary
head of the American Political Science Association who through his
tenure kept it a serious instrument of American scholarship. But by
the 1970s many liberal Democrats were beginning their long
dissipation into fantasy and the megalomania that we witness today.
After a historic 1980 meeting with President Jimmy Carter, Jeane
made clear that enough was enough. Seeking the support of liberal
intellectuals, Carter had summoned her and a handful of others into
his pert presence. He worked his magic, and when she led her
contingent of eggheads onto the White House front lawn she revealed
to the waiting press corps the extent of Carter's political genius.
For the first time in her life Jeane would support a Republican,
Ronald Reagan. It was the beginning of a working relationship that
led to deep friendship. Her respect for Reagan only deepened
through the years.
With other liberal Democrats drawn mostly from the camps of
Humphrey and Senator Henry Jackson, Jeane came to be called a
neoconservative. The movement began in the late 1970s and pretty
much concluded in the late 1980s. Today's neoconservatives are
mostly misnomers, the consequence of journalism's invincible
ignorance. The original neocons broadened American conservatism and
distinguished themselves by their independence of mind, their
courage, and their principled defense of the American way of life.
They were very serious thinkers, often political scientists. Jeane
and her husband, who had also been her teacher, fought for years to
maintain high intellectual standards in academe.
This readiness for combat Jeane brought into her political life
and to her wide-ranging intellectual interests. She was always a
lady, never without refinement; but with her keen mind and natural
courage she never flinched if principles were at stake. Her public
defiance of bullies both in domestic politics and in the UN is well
known. Less well known is the counsel and loyalty she gave friends
under fire. On the board of The American Spectator she was
true blue when the Clinton Administration harassed us with its
grand jury and its journalistic hacks. In board meetings she was
equally stalwart when anyone tried to take advantage of her
colleagues under siege. Jeane was very American. I recall one
gloomy night with her at dinner when the Spectator's
prospects seemed bleak. Softly and wryly she sang a line from an
old American folk song, "Nobody loves ya' when you're down and
out." And as the dinner progressed the fire she had shone on the
floor at the UN ignited: "You stick to your guns." Only one other
person fortified me with advice like that, Lady Thatcher, who
asseverated, "If you have nothing else you have your
principles."
Jeane was a fine writer with a gift for the memorable line: "San
Francisco Democrats," or "Blame America First." The validation of
her political writing was on display the week she died, most
notably the validation of her "Dictatorships and Double Standards."
Three days after her death the right-wing dictator Pinochet died,
as a private citizen at home in prosperous, democratic Chile. In
Cuba the communist dictator Castro is about to die, still a
dictator, still a menace to the democratic West, and about to hand
over his despotism to his communist brother. Twenty-seven years ago
Jeane predicted such a scenario.
Of all her achievements her most precious, however, was her
achievement as mother and wife. She was devoted to her sons and to
her husband. At her funeral one of her surviving sons recalled her
telling him, "My strength is your father." Friends suspected as
much. She cited "Kirk" often. Her son recalls a more recent
declaration from her. With eight decades of growing virtue in her
wake but tired by a weakening heart, she told him that that she
would die in the bedroom of her Maryland home before her next
birthday. And so she did, a dreadful loss to us all.
topics:
Religion, Law, United Nations, NATO, Conservatism