September 5, 2009
T. Coddington Van Vorhees YII
One of my jobs around here is to defend the sacred honor of William F. Buckley, Jr. I know his Catholicism turns off a few ThreeSourcers, but the power and direction of his intellect truly created a movement that gave us President Reagan. I think Rand devotees are mistaken to hold him responsible for Whittaker Chambers's review of Atlas Shrugged.
But Christopher is another thing altogether, and the new cabal of elitist snob conservatives is fair game. I think Buckley's gift was that he got beyond what he was better than most.
And if they are fair game, nobody is better at taking them down than Iowahawk. I don't know how many times he has done his T. Coddington Van Vorhees VII columns, but this is the second I have seen and they have both left me in painful laughter.
I am, in some fashion, Mr. Obama's "go-to man" on matters conservative, and of course agreed. I know the route to the Vineyard well; in his dotage grandfather T. Coddington V often piloted me there in his old auto-gyro, believing it was still Prohibition and he was making libation runs to Joe Kennedy's estate. I instead took the Nancy, our old ketch, laden with a precious cargo of like-minded conservative thinkers; the Mighty Davids, Brooks and Frum, Kathleen Parker and Bruce Bartlett. Not accustomed to the rigors of nautical life, I am afraid that all spent the journey violently vomiting off the beam. But after showers and a fresh change of khakis none were worse the wear when we arrived at the harbor in Gay Head.
It's a holiday weekend, read the whole thing,
Philosophy Posted by John Kranz at September 5, 2009 12:27 PM