Untidy remembrances
by digby
Donald Rumsfeld said something. It wasn’t earth shattering:
[T]he idea that we could fashion a democracy in Iraq seemed to me unrealistic. I was concerned about it when I first heard those words … I’m not one who thinks that our particular template of democracy is appropriate for other countries at every moment of their histories.
That wasn’t what he said at the time but he really wasn’t one of those starry-eyed neocons who talked about turning Iraq into a Jeffersonian democracy. He was always one of those Kissinger Realist types who just wanted to topple Iraq because it had been determined that we needed to topple someone and everything had been set up to topple Saddam. He was always more of a “shock and awe” guy than a “birth-pangs of democracy” guy like Wolfowitz.
But seeing him in the news made me nostalgic for the good old days. Remember this?
Kathryn Jean Lopez: You’ve taken a little criticism already from the likes of Maureen Dowd (do they give medals for that yet?) for being a little too Rumsfeld-friendly (I believe I’ve seen the words “hero worship)? How do you plead?
Midge Decter: I certainly and happily plead guilty to the idea behind Maureen Dowd’s column, absurd though her general posture is. (I have said that had she known what a great favor she was doing me by telling other Rumsfeld admirers about the book as she did, she would surely never have done it. Too bad for her.)
Lopez: How noteworthy is it that Rumsfeld was a high-school wrestler? Decter: He was not only a high-school wrestler, but a college and navy wrestler as well–and a champion at all three levels. Now, I myself happen to know very little about wrestling: I must confess, for one thing, never in a long life to have seen a single wrestling match. Several of Rumsfeld’s friends, however–as I report in the book–find it very significant about him, in that wrestling is a sport in which, relying only on yourself, you can be either the lone winner or the lone loser. “In wrestling,” as one of them put it, “there is no such thing as second-place money.”
Lopez: Did I read right? There was a day when Donald Rumsfeld was not a good speaker?
Decter: When he decided to run for Congress, his only support at first was from his high-school friends and classmates. And that is the story: He was at first not a very good speaker, and in what has in hindsight to be viewed as predictable fashion, he set about to remedy the situation, by hiring a speech teacher and making his friends listen to him and offer their criticisms.
Lopez: In 1963, as a young congressman, Rumsfeld, you write, “criticized the State Department for the way it had recently been engaging in friendly relations with the Soviet Union’s Nikita Khrushchev and Hungary’s Janos Kadar.” Does Rumsfeld hostility toward Foggy Bottom have a long history?
Decter: He was certainly a Cold Warrior, and Cold Warriors were opposed to the policy that later came to be called dÈtente with the Soviet Union. At the time, any such hostility would not have been directed only at Foggy Bottom, of course, but at the then growing number of advocates of warmer relations with the Soviets. By the way, he would not agree to the idea that he even now feels any hostility to the State Department. The most you can get him to say is that the people in Foggy Bottom have their role and the people in the Defense Department have theirs. He is someone who does not gossip, no matter how much one urges him to (the most disparagement of anyone I was ever able to get out of him was a mention of how Nixon’s inmost circle of friends made him feel “uncomfortable”).
Lopez: What do the secretary and his wife make of his “Rumstud” status?
Decter: His wife, Joyce, and his children mainly seem to be amused by the “Rumstud” phenomenon. As for the secretary’s feeling about it, how could he (or any man) be as indifferent to it as he often pretended to be? Lopez: What does it say about our culture today–and about American women (of all ages!) that Rumsfeld’s become a sex symbol?
Decter: What Rumsfeld’s having become an American sex symbol seems to say about American culture today is that the assault on men leveled by the women’s movement, having poisoned the normally delicate relations between men and women and thereby left a generation of younger women with a load of anxiety they are only now beginning to throw off, is happily almost over. It’s hard to overestimate the significance of the term “stud” being applied to a man who has reached the age of 70 and will not too long from now be celebrating his 50th wedding anniversary.
And it wasn’t just the wingnutty neoconservatives who loved Rummy, remember? The press treated his press conferences as if they were watching a Richard Pryor stand-up.
God, that was a weird time.
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