I had this sitting around my house for a year--and it’s been sitting around everywhere since 1959--but it reads like it could have been written this morning. As the poet sings, astride his steel horse, “It’s all the same; only the names have changed.” Check out these passages:
“I think it is fair to generalize that American liberals are reluctant to coexist with anyone on their Right. Ours, the liberal credo tells us, is an “open society,” the rules of which call for a continuing (never terminal) hearing for all ideas. A close observation of the liberal-in-debate gives the impression that he has given conservatism a terminal audience. When a conservative speaks up demandingly, he runs the greatest risk of triggering the liberal mania; and then before you know it, the ideologist of open-mindedness and toleration is hurtling toward you, lance cocked” (55).
“A second marked characteristic of the liberal-in-debate-with-a-conservative is the tacit premise that debate is ridiculous because there is nothing whatever to debate about. Arguments based upon facts are especially to be avoided. Many people shrink from arguments over facts because facts are tedious, because they require a formal familiarity with the subject under discussion, and because they can be ideologically dislocatve. Many liberals accept their opinions, ideas, and evaluations as others accept revealed truths, and the facts are presumed to conform to the doctrines, as a dutiful fact will; so why discuss the fact” (62)?
“The typical liberal will go to considerable pains to avoid having to say, in as many words, that the people don't know what's good for them (the people are not to be thus affronted; and so the new line is that the people, in expressing themselves at the marketplace, are not expressing their own views, but bending to the will of Madison Avenue” (170).
“There was once a moral problem involved in taxation” (172).
Buckley tackles the academy, McCarthyism, the South, income taxes, Social Security as a philosophical more than an economic issue, and more in his perfect prose. I even came across a word I had never before seen: “agglutinated” (145). Recommended.