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Wheels coming off

When Peggy Noonan starts editorializing in the Wall street Journal about the wheels on the national trolley coming off and mourning that we’re headed for bad times, while the elites in this country are more or less dead weight and worthless, it sends a chill down my spine. She hobnobs with the elites. I think she might even be considered one of the elite.

Nevertheless, she says:

I suspect that history, including great historical novelists of the future, will look back and see that many of our elites simply decided to enjoy their lives while they waited for the next chapter of trouble. And that they consciously, or unconsciously, took grim comfort in this thought: I got mine. Which is what the separate peace comes down to, “I got mine, you get yours."

Her nervousness doesn’t sound like a very Republican thing to lament. Of course, I don’t agree with her evaluation of the office of the presidency being overwhelmed in these trying times. I think there is a distinction that she’s unable to acknowledge: The President is overwhelmed, and running a rudderless ship of state. But that’s mixing metaphors. Trolley...ship....guess it doesn’t matter, really. She sees wheels coming off. I see a broken rudder and a big pile of rocks ahead. Noonan senses it. I sense it. Lots of us sense it. Tough history is coming and no one with any power seems to know what to do about it—or care—because...well...they’ve got theirs. For a while, anyway.

Posted on 11/03/05 at 12:55 PM
 




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