Quaint Partisan Hindsight: Surviving the Election Season

Source: Taylorandfrancis.com
Source: Taylorandfrancis.com

I recently finished Gore Vidal’s last memoir, Point to Point Navigation (2006 Vintage International). It was a disappointing read, written by someone who at the end of his life was bitter about nearly everything. Although in fact a very thin book, it took me weeks to complete. My own deliberate stubbornness in having to finish something that I didn’t like very much forced me to soldier on with it anyway (a book has to be absolutely terrible for me to stop reading completely). In spite of this, I am making a note to someday get his earlier memoir, Palimpsest. I want to read the gossipy anecdotes I understand he dishes about the Kennedy family, Truman Capote, Anais Nin, Eleanor Roosevelt, and beat poets Ginsberg and Kerouac. I love chatter even if it’s old as the hills.

In spite of the fact that Point to Point wasn’t much fun to read, I did find myself wonderfully distracted by the people and events Vidal mentioned from his life. Google and YouTube make it so easy to quickly look up someone you’re actually reading about, and I did that constantly. Like eating a proverbial Lay’s potato chip, once I looked at a picture or video, I tended to go to the next one, and the next one, and the next one. Before I knew it, I was spending the better part of an hour or more getting sidetracked. It’s a wonderful way to spend time, but the actual book you’re supposed to be reading does become a casualty of sorts, sitting way to the side of the desk and looking very much like a neglected lover.

Eventually I came upon videos of the now infamous debates Vidal had with William F. Buckley at the 1968 Republican and Democratic conventions. I had already seen over the years the most notorious one in which Buckley famously erupts in anger at Vidal with, Now listen, you queer, stop calling me a crypto-Nazi or I’ll sock you in the goddamned face and you’ll stay plastered.

Source: ABC
Source: ABC

But I had never seen all of the debates from start-to-finish. Watching them in their entirety gave me a broader context in which to consider the players. I now understand the pent-up frustration and anger Buckley must have felt due to Vidal’s unpleasant goading during the on-air encounters. Bleeding-heart liberal that I am, I nevertheless found myself 48 years later cheering Buckley in spite of the gay slur he used against Vidal.

Buckley eventually regretted the exchange; Vidal, I think it’s fair to say, embraced it.¹

But that moment was pretty much an anomaly for 1960’s network news, where decorum and civility was the general rule. This was the era of “Uncle Walter” Cronkite, Huntley and Brinkley, and of course, Howard K. Smith, who had the unenviable job of acting as moderator between Buckley and Vidal. All of the shouting and faux anger to which we are now accustomed on cable networks had yet to be invented. Still, this one moment planted a seed that later spawned The McLaughlin Group, Crossfire, The Ed Show, and the current primetime Fox News and MSNBC schedules.

Oh, Bill, how could you?

William F. Buckley, Jr. Source: Conservativebookclub.com
William F. Buckley, Jr.
Source: Conservativebookclub.com

During my YouTube wanderings I also watched episodes of Buckley’s old “Firing Line” program. The quality and level of discourse between host and guest seems almost quaint when viewed today. People (mostly) refrained from talking over one another, they spoke in rational and modulated tones, and issues were actually discussed in detail for a viewership that was genuinely interested in a thorough analysis. Granted, Firing Line never garnered huge, blockbuster ratings for the public television stations on which it appeared. Those who watched it were probably very similar, demographically speaking, with viewers today who might be partial to PBS’ Washington Week in Review, CBS’ Sunday Morning, or CNN’s Fareed Zakaria.

The primary difference, though, is that Buckley was a dean of American conservatism. Firing Line, along with his National Review magazine, was considered the holy grail of the conservative movement, and those who harbored national political ambitions had their work cut out for them in order to obtain Buckley’s approval. You had to be at the top of your intellectual game if you appeared on his show. When I see Bill O’Reilly making his milk shake bets with Donald Trump, I do have to wonder if Buckley isn’t somehow rolling over in his grave this year.

Except for the current programs I mentioned above, I really don’t turn to television or much radio to keep current about elections anymore. The yelling and faux-outrage turn me off, and more than anything it’s also the shallowness of the coverage and the resulting conversation. Where broadcast news once helped us to make informed decisions, we are now left with little more than repetitious soliloquies recycled from candidates’ attack ads or their Twitter feeds. Those broadcasters who do try to get beyond such programmed responses (John Dickerson, Megyn Kelly, and Steve Inskeep, for example) they fight an uphill battle over reason and logic. I commend them for trying, but they still tend to lose that battle.

On the eve of Super Tuesday, I have basically waved the white flag of surrender for any hope in garnering an understanding of the upcoming election via television. I instead will focus on print journalists and commentators for perspective. Those voices are E.J. Dionne, David Brooks, Jennifer Rubin, and Leonard Pitts, Jr. to name just a few. I also recommend foreign sources such as the addictive France 24 Live and the Guardian Newspaper.

I wish you well in surviving the onslaught of the election wherever you live. Here in Florida we have a primary in two weeks, and I am bracing for the robo-calls and barrage of negative ads that will soon begin to hit our phones and airwaves. I am not looking forward to it at all.

For those who actually see political ads as a source for reliable information, I beg you to just stop for a moment and consider that you are an intelligent human being. Surely you can find a more independent way to inform yourself other than from campaign advertisements. Free speech, as they like to refer to it, can run both ways if you stop and think about it for a moment. Don’t be passive, seek out other, independent sources!

I promise that the usual form of imbecility you’ve come to expect on this blog will return in the very next post.

Until next time…

 

¹ Those interested might wish to watch the 2015 documentary about the Vidal/Buckley encounter called “Best of Enemies.”

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14 thoughts on “Quaint Partisan Hindsight: Surviving the Election Season

  1. Oh the good old days…I never knew you. It is absolutely disgusting what and who we let pass as our leadership. What a cf. And you are right about the faux anger. When someone can berate another and then a week later pretty much endorse the person…something so not right. It gets worse every four years. We say it can’t but somehow it does. Ugh….

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  2. The most recent 5 man debate, or should I call it a debacle, was indeed a turn-off and I mean that literally. Watching grown men throwing verbal clumps of sand – like we did in kindergarten (at age 5) when WE played in an actual sandbox, was indeed a good reason to go to bed early.

    The Democratic Town Hall meetings are more than a cut above the Republican soirees. Which means there’s no fighting and caterwauling. However, since they go one at a time – what you get instead is a higher bullshit count.

    And the conventions don’t begin until July 18th and July 25th. – that means 5 months and change of this is STILL Ahead of us.

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    1. Absolutely. We have way more of this ahead of us, although I must say the machinations at the highest (and largely hidden) reaches of the GOP are making it fascinating for cocktail hour observances. I’ve been able to last probably 45 minutes for each GOP “debate” and that’s about it. The Democratic ones are indeed more dignified affairs at least, but that’s cold comfort at best.

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  3. The Vidal/Buckley “debates” started it all tumbling down hill, I think. I remember my parents watching them because they (my parents) were politically inclined, and because they (the debates) were unique and interesting. Now, shouting and bullying are just par for the course. Ugh!

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  4. As always, an enjoyable read from my favorite Liberal (apologies to Mr. Philp 🙂 ) As a crazy CA Conservative, I too would offer up an “UGH” to the political rhetoric these days. The GOP debates have turned into the WWE while the Democratic debates are 2 old, out of touch, socialists (only one admitted) who TRY to find differences between themselves when there really isn’t any. Is this really the best our country can put forward?? In the words of Jim Morrison and my favorite band “This is the end….”

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    1. Ha! I choose to believe that you purposely spelled liberal with the capital “L” to signify my unspoken identification with, and admiration for, the British political party. 😉

      Indeed, my right and honorable California conservative, we are absolutely in a strange bizarro world political climate right now. But just wait till July comes because we ain’t seen *nothing* yet!

      I will need to inform our Mr. Philp of this blog, especially since we’re mentioning him here. I have been meaning to contact him about a future visit to Tampa and hopefully a lunch date. Thanks for commenting, Dave!

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  5. Great post and thanks for the link to that wonderful Buckley/Gore video. You are right to mourn the passing of an age of civility and respect for different opinions. It’s so sad that I cannot even speak to my own daughter about certain subjects because it would ‘upset’ her too much.

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    1. I’m so grateful for your taking the time to read it. Sometimes I think perhaps I’m just getting older and have a lower tolerance for things. But then I watch, say, one of the recent debates, and realize that’s not it at all. The culture has simply become excessively LOUD now. I can’t quite tune out because I don’t want to be an ostrich. Hopefully your daughter will become more engaged herself someday. Thanks again for reading!

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