For some reason for the better part of the day yesterday, Monday, August 10, I didn’t feel much like blogging or really dealing with anything political. My mind was about as far from politics and the blogosphere as it could get.
I wonder if it is because sometime in the late morning, early afternoon — I’m no longer sure excatly what time — I simply had enough with those on the left, our commenters, pundits, Democratic legislators and even members of the Obama Administration who rather than engage the criticisms of their political, ideological and philosophical adversaries seek to ignore their criticisms and denigrate the critics.
We’ve seen these so many time before. Why, simply put, do they refuse to accept the legitimacy of our concerns? Why do they need to badmouth their adversaries?
But, I’ve said this before.
I knew my hiatus from politics was only temporary. And when, as I cleared my head and prepared for bed, words came to my head, words from the man I sometimes dub the first neo-conservative, a figure beloved on the left for the better part of his life, yet reviled by them at its end. As Albert Camus increasingly spoke out against the rising tide of Communism, applying to that totalitarian ideology the same standards he applied to Nazism, he lost friends among (and suffered opprobrium and ostracism from) the French left.
It was his words that came to mind, words I used in my first blog post (now long since disappeared into the ether), but which I used to celebrate my six-month blogiversary. Shortly, after World War II, Camus wrote:
Something in us has been destroyed by the spectacle of the years just past. And this something is the eternal confidence of man, which has always made him believe that one could draw human reactions from another man by speaking to him in the language of humanity. We have seen lying, debasing, killing, deportations, torture, and each time it was not possible to persuade those who were doing it not to do it, because they were so sure of themselves and because one cannot persuade an abstraction, that is to say, the representative of an ideology.
The long conversation of mankind has just ended. And, of course, a man whom one cannot persuade is a man who frightens us….
We live in terror because persuasion is no longer possible, because man has been delivered entirely to history and because he can no longer turn to that part of himself, as true as the historical part, which he discovers in front of the beauty of the world and of human faces…
All too many Democrats, including the Speaker of the House and her fellow San Franciscan, my junior Senator, refuse even to be persuaded that those protesting their policies have legitimate concerns. And that is truly frightening in a society like ours.
So, while perhaps temporily discouraged, I will not be silenced, just as tens of millions of my fellow Americans who have serious concerns about the President’s policies, will continue to speak out, including many who voted for him, hoping that he would change his predecessor’s spendthrift domestic policies.