The view from Hobbitville as House passes debt ceiling and Tea Party principles are the new Hush Puppies.
Hush puppies and the Tea Party.
The Republican run House of Representatives passed a debt limit plan last night 269-161. With Arizona Democrat Gabrielle Giffords returning from death’s door to cast a yes vote. Good for her.
You always think of these things together, right?
No? Well, you should.
Hush puppies, for those coming in late, were once the casual shoe of choice in the late 1950s. By the 1990s they were pretty much vanished, disappeared to the fashion twilight zone along with tri-corner hats and powdered white wigs for men. They sold somewhere in the neighborhood of a pathetic 30,000 pairs a year, usually out of small family-run shoe stores in the small towns of off-the-beaten path America. The company that made them — Wolverine — was on the verge of giving up with the once iconic shoe from the Eisenhower-era that was, in 1950s beatnik lingo, “nowheresville” by the time of Bill and Hillary.
And then something peculiar happened. Something very much like what has been happening in the House of Representatives the last several days.
Out of the blue, hush puppies were becoming hip in the hippest clubs and bars of Clinton-era Manhattan. Impatient customers began scouting those small town shoe stores and scooping up the remaining supply. A prominent fashion designer was seen clad in them, another called Wolverine wanting to feature them in his spring collection. So did another. One L.A. fashionista mounted a 25-foot inflatable basset hound (the basset hound the Hush Puppy symbol) on the roof of his store, bought and gutted the building next door and turned it into a hush puppy boutique. One movie star of the day walked in personally to pick up a couple pairs of puppies. By 1995, sales had skyrocketed from the lonely 30,000 sales a year to almost half-a-million. The shoes were winning prizes as “best accessory” from fashion big wigs. And on and on it went.
If you’ve read author Malcolm Gladwell’s bestselling classic of a few years back called The Tipping Point: How Little Things Can Make a Big Difference, you will recognize this hush puppy story as Gladwell’s. Along with other seemingly odd topics like Paul Revere’s ride or the sudden drop in the crime rate of the Brownsville section of Brooklyn, Gladwell posited the idea that:
…the best way to understand the emergence of fashion trends, the ebb and flow of crime waves, or, for that matter, the transformation of unknown books into bestsellers, or the rise of teenage smoking, or the phenomena of word of mouth, or any number of the other mysterious changes that mark everyday life is to think of them as epidemics. Ideas and products and messages and behaviors spread just like viruses do.
When three characteristics combine — “contagiousness, the fact that little causes can have big effects… (and) that change happens not gradually but at one dramatic moment” — a “tipping point” occurs.
Hush puppy sales take off. Crime falls through the floor. A book sails on to best seller list. Or, as Gladwell also notes, a Boston silversmith’s determination to spread the news of an impending British attack “mobilizes an entire region to arms” and an entire revolution is launched. And so on.
To which, this morning, it must be said after that 269-161 vote in the House last night: America has reached a new Tipping Point.
An epidemic of conservatism is sweeping America. And thanks to the Tea Party, yesterday disgracefully accused of terrorism by Vice President Biden (he the vice president in an administration terrified of calling real terrorists terrorists — seriously!), the country will never be the same again.
Let’s start with Gladwell’s point of contagiousness, or, as he says in illustrating the point, the importance of understanding that epidemics are an “example of geometric progression.”
Remembering that some 40 years separated the popularity peaks of the hush puppy, it should be noted that 78 years have separated the serious and seemingly permanent rise of Big Government from today. From Franklin Roosevelt’s New Deal to the presidency of Barack Obama is a long time. And Big Government — the idea that, in the vernacular, “tax and spend” can just sail on endlessly — seemed like an impregnable fortress of an idea.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?