A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Join me in mourning the passing of William F. Buckley, Jr. (HT Oil)I used to eat him up in my political heyday and was once a devoted subscriber and reader of National Review. He's a stalwart and pillar of/for conservatism his passing symbolizes the end of an era, just as we're on the eve of a "not so conservative" receiving the Republican Party's nomination.
From William Kristol, editor of the Weekly Standard:
"For people of my generation, Bill Buckley was pretty much the first intelligent, witty, well-educated conservative one saw on television. He legitimized conservatism as an intellectual movement and therefore as a political movement."
He also gained notoriety in 1965 when he ran for mayor of New York City on a lark against a liberal Republican who eventually became a Democrat.
When asked what he would do if he won the race, Buckley issued his classic response, "I'd demand a recount." During one televised debate, Buckley declined to use his allotted rebuttal time and instead replied, "I am satisfied to sit back and contemplate my own former eloquence."
I always appreciated him because he was a throwback to my brand of conservatism, that of Barry Goldwater.
The end of era, folks, and perhaps a sign of things to come.



5 Comments:
I was truly saddened when I heard of his passing. A true loss.
Besides his ideas, and tactful way of expressing them, I liked some of his quirkiness. Didn't he scrunch his forehead up pretty good, at times?
Yeah, Mark T, he certainly had some fun mannerisms and quirks.
Incidentally, Rev has a great WFB quote regarding the role of Christianity.
Joe Carter shares 4 things he will miss about WFB.
Check out this picture of William F. Buckley, Jr. at work at his desk. (HT Justin Taylor)
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My gut reaction ... as I look around my own home office/study is to think, "That's not so bad. I'm looking at worse."
His doesn't have a toddlers' toys stacked on top of volume 6 of Owen's Works or a 30-30 and a 12 gauge awaiting cleaning from the men's retreat a few weeks ago, nor a soccer whistle, nor a jar of dirt from the backyard, nor a guitar, or ankle weights, nor baptismal robes, nor baby bottles filled with loose change, my voter registration card, or barbells, a Cool Hand Luke DVD, etc.
So ... I'm tempted to say, "See, I'm like William F. Buckley, Jr. I'm not a slob. I'm an intellectual."
But, to do so would open me up to the following inevitable comment:
"Pastor, I knew William F. Buckley, Jr. William F. Buckley, Jr. was a friend of mine. You're no William F. Buckley, Jr."
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