In her column yesterday, Peggy Noonan demonstrated the qualities that have caused me to dub her the Athena of punditry: she offers a particular feminine insight into recent cultural moments, a woman’s wisdom.
Just read her reflection on the death of Steve Jobs and wonder.
Although she is slightly critical of the soon-to-be-released movie about the greatest Western European politician in the past fifty years, contending it never grants the Iron Lady’s political views “any sympathetic legitimacy,” it does suggest “Mrs. Thatcher’s defiance of the snobs while depicting her defeat of the snobs.”
Noonan goes on to wonder why as “The left in America has largely thrown in the towel on Ronald Reagan, but in Britain Thatcher-hatred remains fresh”, contending it is because Mrs. Thatcher is a woman. Is that it?
I don’t know. Near all of my male conservative friends hold the Iron Lady in high regard, honoring her as we do the Gipper. This applies to my straight male friends as well as my gay male friends. But, maybe it’s different across the pond.
Finally, Peggy laments the decline in movies where “David Lean wouldn’t be allowed to make movies today, John Ford would be forced to turn John Wayne into a 30-something failure-to-launch hipster whose big moment is missing the toilet in the vomit scene in Hangover Ten.” She ends with a quote from an Iraqi military officer whom she had asked to identify the big thing he’d come to believe about Americans in the years they’d been there: “You are a better people than your movies say.”
We are. If only filmmakers today believed what their counterparts of a previous generation knew in their hearts to be true. Americans are a good people.
It’s Peggy. Read the whole thing.