February 18, 2002
A
MORALITY TALE
or why I'm not the anti-American
Mark
Steyn is a right wing Canadian journalist, which is interesting
enough in itself, but not the reason we're going to spend a little
time with him. He's also Conrad Black's bestest friend in the whole
wide world, which is reasonable enough as Lord Black likes selling
newspapers, and Mr. Steyn is a very talented journalist. The only
thing indeed that any other conservative could take exception to
about this pair, is that when these patriots of the press pump out
their, well, patriotism, for which country do they do so?
Let's
take a very quick run through Mark Steyn's output in Britain, just
this year the titles in which he appears are our eurosceptic
finest, and the pearls of Lord Black's Hollinger empire: The
Daily Telegraph, The Sunday Telegraph, and The
Spectator.
06/01/02
saw the readers of the Telegraph treated to an article fairly
enough headlined: 'I
Think You'll Turn Chicken'. This took the British people to
task for the failure to be enthusiastic enough for the American
war against terrorism. Indeed, so contemptible are we, that even
our liberal fop of a Prime Minister, 'took the rhetorical lead,
and his people's reaction has been at best indifferent.' Indeed:
I
spent Christmas reading Lawrence James' riveting Warrior
Race: A History of the British at War, to which the present
Blairite play-war is a forlorn coda. Britain couldn't fight the
Falklands War now. Every year, it falls further behind the US technologically.
And impotence leads to decadence. You see it most clearly in what
to Americans seems the curious lack of outrage over the numbers
of British Muslims who turn up on Osama's side every other day.
Over here, they argue whether Tali-Boy John Walker should be executed
for treason, jailed for life or tossed to the Afghans. By comparison,
British public opinion seems cheerily relaxed about Richard Reid
and his incendiary footwear [...] Even if Mr. Blair's on
board for Iraq, how about the rest of you?
12/01/02
in The Spectator, has us being told that, 'Dubya
stands for wisdom'. Not an argument I'd necessarily disagree
with that violently myself, but a right wing Brit could have a go
at the following pensée:
Why
does Pakistan exist? It exists because of a terrible failure of
will on the part of the British. Indeed, all the problems Tony Blair
has been swanking about Asia anxious to mediate on are the fault
of his predecessors and, come to that, his party. There wouldn't
be two nuclear powers if there weren't two powers in the first place.
If Lord Mountbatten had held out against partition for another year,
Jinnah would have been dead and who knows how much steam the Muslim
League could have mustered? Conversely, the only reason India and
Pakistan are squabbling over Kashmir is because Britain, having
decided on partition, then, typically, screwed over the maharajahs
and nawabs of the Princely states [...] However you look
at it, the creation of Pakistan was a mess: even the ISI was a British
invention. More importantly, in accepting Jinnah's rejection of
modern, pluralist, secular, democratic India, Mountbatten and co.
implicitly sanctioned Pakistan's development as the precise negative
of its neighbour: backward, narrow, fundamentalist, dictatorial.
If that's what centuries of expertise in the region produces, then
I'll take a know-nothing like Bush any day.
19/01/02
was an opportunity, in the Telegraph, for Mr. Steyn to express
his sorrow that Stephen Glover The Spectator's
media correspondent was 'gullible' enough to give credence
to any notion that the civilian death toll in Afghanistan would,
by war's end, turn out to be higher than that suffered in America.
20/01/02
had The Sunday Telegraph commissioning from Mr. Steyn his
take on Dubya's first year in office. These achievements included
that:
The
UN, EU and even Nato and the "Special Relationship" have been irrelevant
to US prosecution of the war: if "multilateralism" means the third-rank
powers (the second tier is entirely empty) have something to bring
to the table, fine; if it's just a means of constraining America,
the President doesn't want to know.
26/01/02
provided the readers of The Spectator with a little spanking:
'How
ridiculous can you guys get: The passionate ignorance of Britain's
anti-Americans is giving everyone in the US a good laugh'. Actually,
it's a little bit too shrill to be a truly relaxed spanking, but
still:
So
what exactly is it that Britain brings to the table today? The RAF
did nothing in Afghanistan. The Gurkhas sat out the war in Oman.
In the end, the only non-American contribution was a few brave British
and Australian SAS men fighting alongside US Special Forces. We
honour them for their service and their courage. But they weren't
strictly necessary, and in return the Pentagon had to put up with
not just that idiot speech from Admiral Boyce but a lot of anonymous
MoD pillocks sneering to the Daily Mail about how Washington should
let our chaps handle the show because frankly these Yank special
forces have always been an absolute shower and should just stay
out of the way. Do you realise how pitiful this sounds?
And
in case anyone suspects of me of being unfair, that perhaps Mark
Steyn has taken some sort of new year's resolution to engage in
ever more tinny and ersatz American patriotism, his last two columns
of 2001, for The Spectator, went under the entirely descriptive
titles of: 'The
grapes of wrath: Only the US is morally equipped to meet the new
challenges', and, 'War
between America and Europe: It's the freedom-loving Israel and the
US v. the anti-democratic EU' (and on that last score, although
I think the UK should leave the EU this instant, I really can't
recommend Paul
Clark enough).
So,
what's the interest in this? All pretty familiar stuff: slightly
insecure, over-the-top Ameriophilia, leavened with a healthy quality
of abuse for the rest of the world, or at least that portion of
it not equally convinced of America's virtue. The reason it has
whatever interest it has is that, this is what the most conservative
newspapers in Britain serve up to their readers as right wing fare.
Notions of an 'Anglosphere' or being a '51st state' hardly begin
to capture the degree of political and intellectual dependence entailed
thereby: try present day Puerto Rico, or The Philippines a century
ago. Any argument addressed in terms of the national interest that
places those of another nation before our own should be laughed
out of town, yet it's not. Why is this?
Let's
go back to the beginning, and consider who we have writing, and
for whom. As has often been said, 'freedom of the press is really
freedom for [insert name of press baron of the day]' in the
case of Hollinger titles, this quite reasonably translates into
freedom for Conrad Black to read as much Mark Steyn as he likes.
Two
years ago, Mr. Steyn got a bit upset over some dispute over rank
and status, and huffed. His cinema reviews vanished from The
Spectator, and the two Telegraphs were deprived of his
quirky renderings of American politics. All of this was settled,
and he stumbled out backwards into the light, clad in the vestment's
of the 'Telegraph Group's Senior North American Correspondent'.
Unwisely this demonstration that Mr. Steyn was to be appeased, even
by Hollinger editors, has led him into fields where his genuine
talents are absent.
In
small ways this means that when doing the standard schtick of explaining
some transatlantic happening by framing it with some pop-cult reference,
he now gets all his British ones wrong. A decade ago, and more,
Mr. Steyn was in and out of the UK all the time. Indeed he used
to present an excellent BBC Radio 4 programme called, 'Postcard
from Gotham', before they sadly sacked him (and he, to his credit,
has refused thereafter to have anything to do with this Moloch of
a broadcaster). Now, whenever he has to make the similes that this
sort of thing depends upon, he reaches for TV shows that last aired
the far side of '91. His other great problem comes from an excess
of courage. Prior to the 2000 general election in the States, Mr.
Steyn clearly thought that the result was going to be a popular
victory, in terms of votes cast, for Dubya, and an electoral college
victory for Mr. Gore. This point was made with his trademark vigour
and did little to reinforce his credentials as a US political pundit.
Where
Mark Steyn is without peer is in the work, still on offer, he did
first, and best: straight cultural commentary. In the excellent
New Criterion (easily
the best magazine published in English), Mr. Steyn does sterling
work as their theatre critic. For examples of his strength in depth
here, I'd suggest (and unfortunately, none of these are online)
reading the following: 'The Entertainment State' (September 98);
'Canada: awash in hyphenation' (September 97); and 'Present-tense
culture' (April 97). What all of these have in common, and I think
it's very relevant to the tone in which Mr. Steyn shares his thought
on foreign policy with us, is an acute awareness of the distinct
lack of perfection to be found on offer in present day America.
The
man who evidently finds this all so congenial is the equally civilised
Conrad Black. Lord
Black of Crossharbour, when tussling with his editors, is in
the habit of writing them 'letters for publication', which, whatever
else you might think of it, is an undeniably stylish gesture. He
also puts his money where his mouth is, supporting Britain's most
credible foreign policy think tank, the International
Institute for Strategic Studies, and in Washington being a principal
patron of The National
Interest. He suffered a bit of setback when he had to let
go, for some corporate-cum-financial reasons way over my head, of
The National Post:
his brave effort at giving the people of Canada a conservative alternative
to the Globe and Mail
the latter title being well led by former Express
editor Richard Addis, if still no more agreeable in its establishmentarian
liberalism.
The
Spectator embodies the desirable approach Conrad Black takes
to press baronage, in that, for all the anti-British spleen Mark
Steyn can give vent to, it's only, as they say at all the best university
English departments, a point of view. There are plenty of available
alternatives. Former Tory MP, Matthew Parris, has spent 2002 providing
them with pieces along the lines of: 'I
did not say that the bombing would fail; I do say that it will end
in tears'; 'In
the end it will be America vs. the Rest of the World. Whose side
will you be on?'; and, 'The
US has been in the right for much of the past 50 years. That does
not mean that she is right now'. As that last one suggests,
he's got a little distance to go before he comes over completely
to the dark side of the force (which, as well all know, is shown
by those tattoos we at antiwar.com all bear, proclaiming: 'Cold
War load of bollocks, mate'), but it shows, with the ever-excellent
John Laughland to the fore here, that not everyone on the British
right is a stooge of Langley.
And,
for what it's worth, the letters page of The Spectator positively
crawls with Amerosceptics. Mr.
Keown-Boyd of Thornbury sagely observes that, 'the special relationship
has always been [for Americans] a fine thing, so long as the Brits
do as they are told'; Alan
Gibson from Cambridgeshire asks, pace Steyn, 'If US policy really
is "kill Americans, and you're dead meat", perhaps someone
will explain how this policy is supposed to deter a suicide bomber';
and from Totnes in Devon, Michael Harrington writes: 'When Britain
backs America, all we can expect in return is good-natured contempt.
If we, or any among us, venture to criticise, we can expect contempt
mixed with abuse in return. Our present relationship with America
is morally unhealthy and should be changed [...] we do not need
to suck up to the Americans any more'. One could argue as to whether
we ever had to, but that's for another piece.
Ultimately
the problem with Mark Steyn, and his ilk (and remember, this is
purely a political problem in spheres other than foreign
policy, the likes of Lord Black and Mr. Steyn are thoroughly good
eggs, much to be admired) lies in passages
such as the following:
As
the American century ends, we should pause to consider: ours
[sic] has been the most continuously successful nation not just
because it's the most inventive, but also because it's the most
continuous. No Fifth Republics or Third Reichs here, only the same
old federation the Founding Fathers had. The countries of Europe
remake their governments every 20 years because they've been conspicuous
failures. Consequently, they're obsessed with big ideas, the grand
scheme. "Without our traditions," says Tevye, "our life would be
as shaky as a Fiddler on the roof!" But today's real rooftop Fiddlers
are the Europeans fiddling here, rewriting this, abolishing
that, until they wind up with the sort of wacky notions Communism,
Nazism, European Union that can only take off in an anti-traditional
culture where everything's up for grabs.
Most
obviously, that 'ours' is simply insane: Mark Steyn is a Canadian,
and if that's troubling for him, he can get in touch with the INS
and attempt to do something about it. Far more important than the
desire of America's foreign friends, nay lovers, like Conrad and
Mark to subsume, or even deny, the interests of their own countries
in favour of those of America, is that they get America's so terribly
wrong.
Furthermore,
were I an American, I wouldn't want as my guide anyone who didn't
scream still at:
- the
confederation [at most] of 1783 being superseded by the centralising
1787 constitution & union
- the
profound shift (all the way from Article 12 to Article 19 of the
Constitution) to ever direct and broadly-based democracy (which
the better Founding Fathers would have hated)
- the
civil war and Lincolnian tyranny, being followed, in short order,
by the constitutional delights of reconstruction
- FDR's
stacking, if not, outright dismissal of the Supreme Court, and
everything that constitutionally contriving the New Deal required
- and,
in Mr. Steyn's own time, Vietnam does stand out as the worst and
more visible case of the unconstitutional power of the Executive
to wage de facto foreign wars.
In
truth, my interest in whether Americans will turn out to be able
to adhere to their paper constitution, pretty much stops from the
moment Joseph
Galloway set sail for exile, but at least I know that the America
Mark Steyn is asking us to love, is hardly that which would appeal
to those who created the United States in the first place.
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