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Monday, June 13, 2005Five hundred Damn Dollars!?! That's what they want to see National Review columnists speak live in Chicago. Fifty bucks? Maybe; that's what I paid to see Bob, Freaking, "Utter Genius, Blood on the Tracks is the Best Album Ever" Dylan a year ago. And, even at his advanced age, he still has a better singing voice that John Podhertz. Maybe I'd pay a hundred clams, since I've been a loyal reader for the past decade, since their post-911 articles were some of the most influential reading in my young life, since Jonah Goldberg's columns have made me giddily shoot chocolate milk out my nose, and since I currently have an impaired spending mechanism due to dropping tequila shots all night long. But Five Hundred Dollars? That's a week's pay for me. I'm the Blue Collar Man in that Rush song. And, like Rush, the great (Canadian! WTF!?) band, I totally dig Ayn Rand and unfettered capitalism. Unlike the NRO website, this National Review foray is attracting the wrong audience, the Caddyshack Judge Smails Republicans. The blue blooded money and power guys rather than the young, vital guys who were formed by Reagan's "last, best hope" theory of America. Guys arguing for worldwide democracy and free trade, even though it hurts their bottom line. True human rights peeps who don't fret that they'll make ten bucks an hour less if it means that Raul or Ahmed or Pradeep will have a chance to feed their kids and transform hand-to-mouth economies into decent places to raise a family. The American Dream isn't peculiarly American; its the universal hope of mankind. Political, Intellectual, and Economic Freedom. Hopefully National Review, along with the Republican Establishment will realize that, although their funding comes from establishment, yacht-owning types, their future belongs to the good-hearted, anti-establishment Danny Noonans of the world. Sure we'll fuck up and get Maggie pregnant once in a while, but we have the potential do do something uprecededented and utterly cool. And for those of you who think I'm crazy: that's what they said about Son of Sam. posted by Nate on 1:40 AM link
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