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Newtie in Nixonland

Newtie in Nixonland

by digby

Joan Walsh makes an interesting observation about a potential Newtie-Obama showdown:

One of the most unsettling moments of 2008 campaign came when Barack Obama told an interviewer, “I come from a new generation of Americans; I don’t want to fight the battles of the ’60s.” What an oddly cavalier thing to say. Obama’s presidential campaign, in fact, most of his career, would not have been possible without the battles of the ’60s. I wasn’t sure what was worse, that he believed what he said, that he thought we’d reached some kind of post-racial, post-ideological promised land, that we’d won the battles of the ’60s? Or that he didn’t, but he thought it was a politically winning message, putting all that muss and fuss behind us. I have to think it’s the latter. He’s a smart man.

Obama’s comments about the ’60s shouldn’t have been surprising. He’d already gone on in the same vein in his second book, “The Audacity of Hope.” There he confided that “in the back and forth between [Bill] Clinton and [Newt] Gingrich, and in the elections of 2000 and 2004, I sometimes felt as if I were watching the psychodrama of the baby boom generation — a tale rooted in old grudges and revenge plots hatched on a handful of college campuses long ago — played out on the national stage.”

The vicious GOP crusade against Clinton had been like an old college feud? Gingrich had proposed putting the children of welfare recipients in orphanages, and blamed Democrats for Susan Smith drowning her little boys. He personally wrote the GOP playbook for demonizing Democrats, advising other Republicans to call them “sick,” “corrupt,” “destructive,” “traitors” and about 50 other words for depravity. And Obama likened his differences with Clinton to the rumbling of rival frat boys? Obama did nod to “the victories that the 60s brought about” in the book, but he also blamed the Clinton-Gingrich gridlock on a case of “arrested development” among Americans raised in postwar affluence. So maybe there’s some kind of karma in the unlikely but growing possibility that the president himself will have to face Gingrich head to head in 2012. It’s becoming clear we’re still fighting “the battles of the ’60s.”

I wasn’t impressed with Obama’s analysis at the time. It was hard to know if he was just posturing for electoral purposes but it sounded to me like it could be a harbinger of things to come — an unwillingness to come to terms with the very real faultlines in American politics.

Rick Perlstein memorably wrote about this in the Washington Post a couple of years ago, making a definitive case that we are still living in Nixonland. (In my view we are always living in Nixonland.)

Perlstein wrote:

The fact is, the ’60s are still with us, and will remain so for the imaginable future. We are all like Zhou Enlai, who, asked what he thought about the French Revolution, answered, “It is too early to tell.” When and how will the cultural and political battle lines the baby boomers bequeathed us dissolve? It is, well and truly, still too early to tell. We can’t yet “overcome” the ’60s because we still don’t even know what the ’60s were — not even close.

Born myself in 1969 to pre-baby boomer parents, I’m a historian of America’s divisions who spent the age of George W. Bush reading more newspapers written when Johnson and Richard Nixon were president than current ones. And I recently had a fascinating experience scouring archives for photos of the 1960s to illustrate the book I’ve just finished based on that research. It was frustrating — and telling.

The pictures people take and save, as opposed to the ones they never take or the ones they discard, say a lot about how they understand their own times. And in our archives as much as in our mind’s eye, we still record the ’60s in hazy cliches — in the stereotype of the idealistic youngster who came through the counterculture and protest movements, then settled down to comfortable bourgeois domesticity.

What’s missing? The other side in that civil war. The right-wing populist rage of 1968 third-party presidential candidate George Wallace, who, referring to an idealistic protester who had lain down in front of Johnson’s limousine, promised that if he were elected, “the first time they lie down in front of my limousine, it’ll be the last one they’ll ever lay down in front of because their day is over!” That kind of quip helped him rise to as much as 20 percent in the polls.

It’s easy to find hundreds of pictures of the national student strike that followed Nixon’s announcement of the invasion of Cambodia in the spring of 1970. Plenty of pictures of the riots at Kent State that ended with four students shot dead by National Guardsmen. None I could find, however, of the counter-demonstrations by Kent, Ohio, townies — and even Kent State parents. Flashing four fingers and chanting “The score is four/And next time more,” they argued that the kids had it coming.

The ’60s were a trauma — two sets of contending Americans, each believing they were fighting for the future of civilization, but whose left- and right-wing visions of redemption were opposite and irreconcilable. They were a trauma the way the war of brother against brother between 1861 and 1865 was a trauma and the way the Great Depression was a trauma. Tens of millions of Americans hated tens of millions of other Americans, sometimes murderously so. The effects of such traumas linger in a society for generations.

Having grown up in a right wing household in that time, the memories of my childhood and youth are all colored by that fight. It has long been clear to me that that battle (and the underlying divide that’s existed for centuries)form the basis of our politics. Nixonland is America.

I get why the Obama supporters of 2008 wanted to believe those tired old battles were over. Young people always want to move on from their elders’ experience and write their own history. But they didn’t realize that Obama himself is a baby boomer, much closer in age to geezers like me than to them, despite his youthful appearance and modern tastes in popular culture. He grew up in the middle of Nixonland, just as I did, and he was similarly affected whether he wants to believe it or not.

The good news is that he may be about to face Nixon’s most direct heir, Newt Gingrich. If he recognizes this, he will see that his personal experience has prepared him well for the battle to come. It’s one we’ve been having our whole lives.

Update:

I don’t usually read Ross Douthat, but someone brought his column to my attention today and this insight is quite interesting:

Newt Gingrich’s recent rise in the polls is being sustained, in part, by a right-wing version of exactly the impulse that led Democrats to nominate Kerry: a desperate desire to somehow beat Barack Obama at his own game, and to explode what conservatives consider the great fantasy of the 2008 campaign — the conceit that Obama possessed an unmatched brilliance and an unprecedented eloquence.

This fantasy ran wild four years ago. Obama is “probably the smartest guy ever to become president,” the presidential historian Michael Beschloss announced shortly after the November election. The then-candidate’s Philadelphia address on race and Jeremiah Wright was “as great a speech as ever given by a presidential candidate,” a group of progressive luminaries declared in The Nation. Obama’s “Dreams From My Father” is quite possibly “the best-written memoir ever produced by an American politician,” Time Magazine’s Joe Klein declared. “He is not the Word made flesh,” Ezra Klein wrote of Obama’s rhetoric in The American Prospect, “but the triumph of word over flesh, over color, over despair.”

It’s easy to see why this kind of myth-making would infuriate Obama’s opponents. And so ever since the 2008 election, the right has embraced a sweeping counternarrative, in which the president’s eloquence is a myth and his brilliance a pure invention. Take away his campaign razzle-dazzle and his media cheering section, this argument goes, and what remains is a droning pedant, out of his depth and tongue-tied without a teleprompter.

Far be in from me to suggest there might be any other reason why these people might see Barack Obama as a plodding, dumb, affirmative action hire despite all evidence to the contrary. After all, they love Herman Cain.

But Douthat’s larger point is probably correct and I think what proves it more than anything is the base’s rejection of true blue conservatives Perry and Bachman. They want their own innelekshul this time to put that overrated so-and-so in the White House in his place. And the closest thing they have to that is Newtie.

Still Nixonland.

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