September 8, 2006

Radical Roots and the Conquest of the Democratic Party

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Dateline: AmeriKKKa, 1968 -- 2006

WHEN I WAS VERY YOUNG, majoring in marijuana at the university, hanging out with the Progressive Labor Party, and skipping through the clouds of tear gas on Telegraph Avenue in Berkeley, I was convinced that any war that would send my long-haired, sensitive, poetic and acid-tripping self off to wade through rice paddies in Vietnam just had to be wrong, wrong, wrong . Then it was easy to see the United States through red-tinted glasses. All you had to do was roll up a Chillum , roll another Giant Doobie, put "Blonde on Blonde" on the turntable, plug in the Bongomatic and light everything up. Like so many others in that long ago land of Nod-Out, this ritual was my major course of study.

Once this gentle ritual sufficiently soothed my tortured soul I'd often make my way (s l o w l y) to the daily Vietnam Day Committee meeting for a righteous rap session on how "the man can't bust our music or our movement." Then I'd float my way back home to listen to my hot red-diaper girlfriend rhapsodize about her Worker's Party parents and natter on about old Progressive Labor Party parties in New York that seemed to center not on politics but on heroin suppositories. She thought "those were the days."

I wasn't so sure, but she had cool Communist credentials signed off on by no less than the dowager princess of the American Communist Party Bettina Aptheker, so I was inclined to go along with her drivel in order to get along with her. Living with a red-diaper princess who was on the steering committee of the VDC was, in those days at Berkeley, better than going steady with the Homecoming Queen.

In later life, my princess was due to come down in the world. The last I looked she was counseling families into or out of the family state. Just another ordinary therapist wading through the muck of Urban angst. Back then she was professionally oppressed by the fascist war machine and so was I. So was every other college-deferment clutching coward of my time. Fear and lust controlled us well. She, and so many others, "said 'Yes!' to boys who said 'No!'" so I memorized all the ways in which we were oppressed. She was always giving a test on this subject and I didn't do so bad.

I also found that, like any good Berkeley radical, you needed -- in this realm of unremitting oppressions so thick and so multiple that counting was foolish -- to find some good friends; some very good friends both at home and abroad. And so you looked around, not so much for friends, but for enemies of your enemy, the oppressive AmeriKKKa. You looked around the world using the dubious intellectual filter: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

When you ran everything you said and did through that filter you had no end of friends in the 60s and early 70s. Some of them even had guns, ammo, armies, armor and nuclear weapons. The "friends" of our slice of the young America included, but were not limited to, The Soviet Union, The People's Republic of China, Castro's Cuba, and socialist and communist parties stretching across Europe and down through Mexico, Central and South America. Elsewhere they included the Viet Minh, the Viet Cong, the Khmer Rouge, the Red Army Faction... on and on until the international litany of political dementia girdled the globe in a seamless political landscape of perpetual Revolution, sexual and other wise. You and your oppressed and draft-able friends saw as "fine and righteous" groups not as the totalitarian serial killers they were, but as the secular saviors of civilization. They were, well, just very cool guys. They were happening.

When you got done with feeling cool about those friendly states and organizations, you still weren't out of friends. Instead, you just went on to the "enemies of your enemy" that were not necessarily rooted in real estate, but in the mind and the culture. These groups have been summed up in a stunning fashion by Paul Mann in his perceptive essay "Stupid Undergrounds." They were --take a deep breath --

Apocalyptic cults and youth gangs, garage bands and wolfpacks, alternative colleges and phalansteries, espionage networks trading in vaporous facts and networks of home shoppers for illicit goods; monastic, penological, mutant-biomorphic, and anarcho- terrorist cells; renegade churches, dwarf communities, no-risk survivalist enclaves, unfunded quasi-scientific research units, paranoid think tanks, unregistered political parties, sub-employed workers councils, endo-exile colonies, glossolaliac fanclubs, acned anorexic primal hordes; zombie revenants, neo-fakirs, defrocked priests and detoxing prophets, psychedelic snake-oil shills, masseurs of undiagnosed symptoms, bitter excommunicants, faceless narcissists, ideological drag queens, mystical technophiles, sub- entrepreneurial dealers, derivative derivistes, tireless archivists of phantom conspiracies, alien abductees, dupe attendants, tardy primitives, vermin of abandoned factories, hermits, cranks, opportunists, users, connections, outriders, outpatients, wannabes, hackers, thieves, squatters, parasites, saboteurs; wings, wards, warehouses, arcades, hells, hives, dens, burrows, lofts, flocks, swarms, viruses, tribes, movements, groupuscules, cenacles, isms, and the endlessly multiplied hybridization of variant combinations of all these...
That just about sums up the enemies of our enemy, AmeriKKKa, in the Vietnam era.

As you can see we had plenty of friends.

And they and we all grew older. We survived and thrived. Some even grew up, but only a few. For most of us -- no matter what was our lot in later life -- it would always be 1968.

Although I was of and among many of the groups above, none of them are among my friends any longer. I have, alas, far fewer friends. Indeed, as my strange political odyssey saying "Goodbye to all that" continues, old friends seem to melt away like the highland mist at high noon in the desert. It is sad, but still, with friends like those....

Over the nearly four decades since 1968, the list of regimes dedicated to, and capable of, the destruction of the United States shrank. They either took a long dirt nap in history or are now shambling towards the graveyard of all other failed but deadly fascist ideologies. The political genius and destiny of the United States lies, after all, in the fact that we do not require you to be a friend. You simply have to not be an enemy. The American Way is, after all, that nothing need be personal when it can just be business. One on one, we can be very warm, understanding and generous. But piss us off too much and we'll bomb your cities to rubble. We don't like business to be disrupted too much.

In all this, the world at large has gone forward and, all in all, improved for the better. We call it "Globalization" and it seems, slowly, to be working out well for most of those people who have, as they say, "gotten with the program."

But there remains a group of us who, although they batten off the program, don't want to get with it at all -- except when it comes time to buy a new Prius or get a country home. They take pride in never having sold out, even as they buy in.

Those Americans of the 60s whose fantasies were lit by a dream of a destroyed United States have very few friends left out of the long list of countries once dedicated to totalitarianism. And the list becomes shorter with each passing year.

Time and chance also makes the list of those Americans still dedicated to becoming life-long friends of countries and movements dedicated to the destruction of AmeriKKKa shorter every year. Yet most still live and thrive in the place they hate the most. They have made prosperous lives for themselves in local, state and national governments and politics, as well as in academia, the entertainment world, and the media. Greying now they still continue in their quest for an enemy of their enemy to make their friend. They are the American Left and, risen from their impoverished conditions in 1968, they have now tenure, high position, or acolytes from which they draw comfortable stipends. Of late, they've taken more and more to coffee klatches with Islamic fundamentalists who, if they don't have the armies to bring about the destruction of the United States, have at least shown they've got enough hate to kill Americans here and abroad retail and wholesale. Besides, they're out shopping for a nuclear weapon and some smallpox, so what's not to like about these guys from an American Leftist's point of view?

Sadly the longer list of Paul Mann's Stupid Undergrounds shows no signs of shortening. Fueled by the vapid culture of cool it gets longer by the day. And it is from within this expanding list of Stupid Undergrounds that the American Left of today draws not only its strength but its fresh and much younger converts.

If it were only the denizens of these fringe groups that supplied the ideological cannon fodder of the American Left, it would be a small matter to marginalize them since their very mindsets marginalize them from the square numbered "1." Indeed, just a few years ago, they could only exist within the rarified environment of on-campus humanities and ethnic-studies departments. Once removed from these hyperbaric chambers, their failure to thrive in the world outside -- absent a position in various media companies and Washington Wonk Tanks -- was assured. They were, if not really useful idiots, harmless idiots.

Sadly that is no longer the case. Recently a very large and significant American institution has stripped down to the buff and made itself freely available to the tender mercies and tough love of the American Left. Indeed, the capture of this group is the single significant achievement of the American Left in decades. With the elevation of Howard Dean, the canonization of Hillary Clinton, the deification of Ted Kennedy, the renovation of Nancy Peloisi, and the self-defenestration of Barbara Boxer, it is clear that the political base of the American Left has now migrated from the fringes of our political arena to the dead center of the Democratic Party. And it is there to stay.

The American Left now controls the political party that calls upon the allegiance of nearly half of the country. It is the political party that is the Plantation Party of African-Americans. It is a party that holds its members now not with the plans of what it will do for them in the future, but with the fading memories of what it did for them in the past when it was a great and honorable party. The American Left will remain in control of this Party's shell since it has brought with it not only its failed ideology and all the rag-tag constituents of the Stupid Undergrounds of America, but the very fuel source of these groups itself -- Bush Hate. And on the Left today, Bush-Hate, more than money, is the new mother's milk of our darkening politics. With Bush-Hate money can always be had. Throw that out of the Democratic Party and what money there is currently coming into the party will surely flow away.

It is true that Bush-Hate brings with it a number of disturbing ideological contradictions to the center of the Democratic Party. These were best summed up recently by Pamela Bone in her essay The Silence of the Feminists :

Dislike of George Bush's foreign policy has led to an automatic support of those perceived to be his enemies. Paradoxically, this leaves the left defending people who hold beliefs that condone what the left has long fought against: misogyny, homophobia, capital punishment, suppression of freedom of speech. The recent reaffirmation by Iran's Ayatollah Khamenei of the fatwa against Salman Rushdie has been met by virtual silence; as has the torture and murder in Iraq of a man who would be presumed to be one of the left's own - Hadi Salih, the international officer of the Iraqi Federation of Trade Unions. The hard left these days is soft on fascism, or at least Islamofascism.
All clear and present and very dangerous contradictions to be sure, but typical of the American Left today when you recall that a popular slogan of the AmericanLeft in the Sixties was, "Vive les contradictions!"

The conquest of the Democratic Party by the American Left which has now been consummated and will shortly be consolidated is, of course, bad news for the Democrats and for the country as a whole. A vital two or even three party system is essential to the long term balance of the Republic.

But this doesn't bother the Leftists of the Democratic Party at all. They are too busy counting the loot. And there is loot to be had.

The American Left receives many things from their conquest, not the least of which is the damage it does, axiomatically, to the United States. They also receive money, lots of it; especially when you think of the low funding levels the American Left has had for most of its existence. Their plunder also includes Organizations, many, as well as access to local, state, and national unions in the public and private realms. Add in mailing lists tens of millions of names long as well as websites and online acolytes by the thousands. And, most important of all, they now have open access and control over sitting Democrats in Washington and the state legislatures. With money and organizations to win elections, the American Left now has the power over elected Democrats to instruct them to support and advance some decidedly non-centrist, non-liberal, but classic Leftist agendas. In a very real sense, the conquest of the Democratic Party gives the American Left a base that it could never hope to win, and will now probably never win, at the ballot box.

Even though this regrettable transformation of the Democratic Party leaves it much smaller than it would otherwise be, it makes the American Left much bigger than it ever thought it could be. Those who have lingered all these years in the thick bong smoke of the 60s now have their fantasy within their grasp. They have made the enemies of George Bush and the New America at home and abroad into their friends and it is, at last, "Springtime for Lefties!"

Of course, it is a crowning irony to note that the proverb, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." was originally an Arab proverb, as were, indeed, the fuming chillums of 1968's Not-So-Great-Generation.

But hey, as me and my hardcore leftist friends said way back then, "Smoke 'em if you got 'em.".

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Yes, the leftist takeover of the Democratic Party is frightening.

Posted by: Breaker at February 9, 2005 5:07 PM

What took you so long to make the journey? But I congratulate you for your successful transition. (a two tour Vietnam Vet)

Posted by: Hugh Smith at February 9, 2005 5:23 PM

Do you still smoke weed?
If no, how long clean?
You pro-legaliziation?
Write more on marijuana please.
I'm confused about marijuana.
Haven't smoked in 4 months.
Don't like drug war.
Against drug war.
Hate drug war.
But make bad decisions when smoke.
Seem to have bad judgement when smoke.
Write more about marijuana please.
I hate drug war.
Drug war bad.
People need be FREE to make own choice.
Don't need no Gubmn't Nanny.
Drug war bullshit.

Posted by: xsmoker at February 9, 2005 5:53 PM

and thank you for writing about marijuana
most good bloggers like you afraid to speak truth
i think you speak truth
thank you

Posted by: xsmoker at February 9, 2005 5:55 PM

Nope. I parted company with Mari at some point. Didn't notice when it left, just noticed that, after awhile, it wasn't around.

Posted by: Gerard Van Der Leun at February 9, 2005 7:11 PM

The finest and best chronicle of what the road to here was like for you, me and, I suppose, millions. But, while Mari might not be in the
house or even the neighborhood, we'd know where to find her if that fancy crossed our minds. A song that comes to mind is Last Dance with Mary Jane by Tom Petty. Rock on dude.

Posted by: Steel Turman at February 10, 2005 1:44 AM

I disagree in only one area. I agree that the Left is rushing to get behind the Kennedy/Pelosi Democrats, but those players themselves are just doing their usual dance with the moonbats. The kitty must be fed and all, but Teddy couldn't care less about any of the stuff he preaches to the Lefties.

What they're doing is setting themselves up as the radical wing, at which point Hillary will be sent in to rein them in and centrify the party. The moonbats will ride along because they always hear what they want to from Democrats and assume any centrism is a charade.

I always laughed when right-wingnuts told me Hillary was determined to regain the White House and Marxify the country, but after that tolerance speech I am not even chuckling.

Never underestimate the Lefty capacity for self-delusion or the cynicism of politicians. The moonbats are getting tooled--again. It should be fun to watch them "adapt" and sell out everything they ever professed to believe.

Posted by: spongeworthy at February 10, 2005 8:51 AM

When an American legislator repeats one the communist manifesto planks: "from those with the ability, to those with the need" - my blood boils, and mostly for the simple reason that I know most dupes just nod in agreement. I saw Hillary & Kucinich say that.

I liken Hillery's chameleon antics to her donning her centrist Trojan outfit in preparation for '08. It makes me sick to think she's privy to all the high level stuff being on the Armed Forces commitee - from a Chicago Eight defense team member, to a regular GI Jane. Huh?

Which reminds, does the right have a sufficient portfolio of Hillary statements, video of her early days, etc.?? We need another SwiftVets scenario, eh?

She would make the impact of Slick's tax hikes look like childs play. Of course "they'd" own the rising economy and take credit for it yet again. We all know we are still in a systemic LT growth path thanks to RWR (28%), the economic juice of the Contract w/America, in spite of the tax hikes in '93 to 40+%, all hitting the wall; an ostrich Reno, Y2K, Clinton/Rubin strong dollar policy, and the always present for market crashes, Fed'l Reserve.

America's problems are far deeper than it's radical left wing, although they have been considerable. What of the Corporate/Political revolving door? What of the fact that the Rockefeller created CFR has been the incubator for every US Executive and the highest cabinet positions?

Rockefeller cornered the oil markets with the help of the Rothschild's Int'l banking combine becoming Rothschild's man in America along with Morgan, and who earlier supported Marx/Engels, and later thru I. G. Farben, helped the Nazi war machine to balance Stalin. The American branch was American I. G..

These are the guys (CFR) that put Senator Aldrich, Paul Warburg, and others, on a secret train trip to Jekyll Island where Warburg wrote the new Federal Reserve law. It was quickly passed.

Then they confiscated the precious metals the Founders insisted was necessary colateral to protect our currency's value. Problem is, all these unconstitutional things that were done, were done by both parties, and are still seemingly tolerated being that so many Republicans are CFR & TriLateral members. The members list includes all the biggest politicians in recent history, Kerry & W, RWR and most of his cab too, and the fantastically wealthy and powerful.

Supposedly the CFR/TLC/Bilderburger/Rothschild Elites have played left against right for over a century, supporting both sides of every war, creating economic swings they can profit from. Hence their need for an American Central Bank with which to manipulate the American economy.

Supposedly the Rothschilds sit on the largest concentration of bullion in the world and have a contolling interest in every major bank in the world, which is said to be achievable with as little as 1%.

This IS the New World Order. This incestuousness between politics and finance is noted by such luminaries as Murray Rothbard. And since the Rothschilds control every major bank, and the Fed being their created tool, they will in effect rule the World.

I am curious if this bothers anyone else???

Posted by: Glenn at February 14, 2005 5:15 PM

I have to admit that I wan't able to get through your entire post as I am bored by middle-aged now right-wing regret & guilt for the folly of youth. I hear it from some of my own personal acquaintances and I find it only a sign that back in the '60s and '70s they were shallow, too.

That said, can you look back and find anything of value which cames from the '60s and '70s? Is there anything of substance there for you at all, besides cheap leering sex?

Posted by: Raw Data at February 20, 2006 8:32 AM

Well said.

I especially loathe the unwillingness of these bongwater-baptised useful idiots to try and live in a dictatorial People's Republic and see how it fits their notions of a just society.

Final thought. Did it ever strike you as ironic, disrespecful (or a pathetic attempt to sound like real men) that you and your former fellow travelers coopted a phrase used by your fathers in the service of their country during the war, "Smoke 'em if ya got 'em!"?

Second final thought. How are you coping with living in the belly of the multi-culti beast?

Posted by: Mike Lief at February 20, 2006 9:28 AM

Dancing with the Moonbats,
Everybody feeling warm and right,
It's such a fine and natural sight--
Everybody was dancing with the Moonbats.

Posted by: Dan Collins at February 22, 2006 4:15 AM

Jesus, has anything become more predictable than the rantings of lefty '60s revolutionaries turned rightwingers? Move over Hitch and Horowitz.

Here's the deal. I am of your same vintage and was active in New Left politics on my campus too, but I never went to the extreme you are describing of majoring in marijuana and canonizing South American revolutionaries.

It's often been observed about Christopher Hitchens that his original journey to the far left set him up for a journey to the far right. Such personalities find the middle road impossible and while their politics may change when they move right, their devotion to the extreme remains intact (and their self-perspective as distorted as the Alice of Grace Slick's song). Thus Nancy Pelosi, from the far shore of Rightwingia, seems far left. But to those of us whose politics have been less bipolar, Nancy looks like a moderate with an edge.

It's also tedious to launch these predictable attacks and then excuse yourself from official labeling as a Republican. Because, you know, you're not. A man without a party. That is also consistent with the '60s persona. Lyndon or Dick, they both were' the man.

I have to say, too, that your carping about drug culture, esssentially a culture of the sensory, feels especially juvenile given your longtime position with a titty magazine. I suspect you have held on quite well to the hippie sexual ethic now embarassingly rechristened "libertarian" by many. Maybe I'm wrong.

Posted by: cbb at February 22, 2006 8:45 AM

Has anything become more predictable than the ire of liberals offended by the opinions of former leftists?

As for Hitchens being a far-right extremist, how do justify that assertion? Seems to me that you can do so only by redefining "far right" as "opposed to tyranny and appeasement and lies." Same goes for Horowitz. But your language is no surprise, given how eager so many liberals are to call those they disagree with 'fascist' or 'racist' or 'corporate tool'.

Posted by: pst314 at February 22, 2006 10:46 AM

Whoosh, pst. I think you know what sound I'm describing.

Posted by: cbb at February 22, 2006 1:55 PM

Excellent piece. I *particularly* liked the paragraph/observation beginning with: "Over the nearly four decades since 1968,..."

As far as marijuana goes, it has a "half-life" of about 6 years (Acid: 18 months, Coke: 2 years, Heroin: 9 months) -- most people use it regularly for about that length of time, then usage rapidly tapers off and turns to a rarity rather than the casual norm... (or, in the case of something like heroine or coke, it breaks you and you either die or turn homeless).

Of drugs, only nicotine and alcohol violate this general rule of usage and demonstrate little-to-no "half-life".

I forget where I read the above, it was the results of a fairly extensive study on addictive behavior patterns some years back, ca. 1991 +/- 5 years, more likely earlier than later

Posted by: OhBloodyHell at February 23, 2006 4:32 PM

False friends are worse than open enemies. Everard.

Posted by: Everard at October 27, 2006 10:30 AM
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