27 April 1998
ACHIEVING OUR COUNTRY
The William E. Massey Sr. Lectures in the 1997
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which plagued Marxism are manifestations of an urge for purity which the Left would be better off without. America is not a morally pure country. No country ever has been or ever will be. Nor will any country ever have a morally pure, homogeneous Left. In democratic countries you get things done by compromising your principles in order to form alliances with groups about whom you have grave doubts. The Left in America has made a lot of progress by doing just that. The closest the Left ever came to taking over the government was in 1912, when a Whitman enthusiast, Eugene Debs, ran for president and got almost a million votes. These votes were cast by, as Daniel Bell puts it, "as unstable a compound as was ever mixed in the modern history of political chemistry." This compound mingled rage at low wages and miserable working conditions with, as Bell says, "the puritan conscience of millionaire socialists, the boyish romanticism of a Jack London, the pale Christian piety of a George Herron, . . . the reckless braggadocio of a 'Wild Bill' Haywood, . . . the tepid social-work impulse of do-gooders, . . . the flaming discontent of the dispossessed farmers, the inarticulate and amorphous desire to 'belong' of the immigrant workers, the iconoclastic idol-breaking of the literary radicals, . . . and more."14 Those dispossessed farmers were often racist, nativist, and sadistic. The millionaire socialists, ruthless robber barons though they were, nevertheless set up the foundations which
sponsored the research which helped get leftist legislation passed. We need to get rid of the Marxist idea that only bottom-up initiatives, conducted by workers and peasants who have somehow been so freed from resentment as to show no trace of prejudice, can achieve our country. The history of leftist politics in America is a story of how top-down initiatives and bottom-up initiatives have interlocked. Top-down leftist initiatives come from people who have enough security, money, and power themselves, but nevertheless worry about the fate of people who have less. Examples of such initiatives are muckraking exposes by journalists, novelists, and scholars--for example, Ida Tarbell on Standard Oil, Upton Sinclair on immigrant workers in the Chicago slaughterhouses, Noam Chomsky on the State Department's lies and the New York Times's omissions. Other examples are the Wagner and Norris-Laguardia Acts, novels of social protest like People of the Abyss and Studs Lonigan, the closing of university campuses after the American invasion of Cambodia, and the Supreme Court's decisions in Brown v. Board of Education and Romer v. Evans. Bottom-up leftist initiatives come from people who have little security, money, or power and who rebel against the unfair treatment which they, or others like them, are receiving. Examples are the Pullman Strike, Marcus Garvey's black nationalist movement, the General Motors sit-down strike of 1936, the Montgomery bus boycott, the creation of the
Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party, the creation of Cesar Chavez's United Farm Workers, and the Stonewall "riot" (the beginning of the gay rights movement) . Although these two kinds of initiatives reinforced each other, the people at the bottom took the risks, suffered the beatings, made all the big sacrifices, and were sometimes murdered. But their heroism might have been fruitless if leisured, educated, relatively risk-free people had not joined the struggle. Those beaten to death by the goon squads and the lynch mobs might have died in vain if the safe and secure had not lent a hand. These loans were unheroic but indispensable. The Luce journalists of 1937 who filled the pages of Life magazine with pictures of the National Guard beating up striking United Automobile Workers were not taking many risks.15 Nor were the TV reporters who kept the cameras focused on Bull Connor's dogs and cattle prods in 1961. But if they had not been there, and if a lot of secure and well-off Americans had not reacted to those images as they did, the UAW strike against Ford and the Freedom Ride through Alabama would both have been ineffectual. Somebody has to convince the voters that what the authorities are calling senseless violence is actually heroic civil disobedience. The conviction that the vast inequalities within American society could be corrected by using the institutions of a constitutional democracy--that a cooperative commonwealth
could be created by electing the right politicians and passing the right laws--held the non-Marxist American Left together from Croly's time until the early 1960s. But the Vietnam War splintered that Left. Todd Gitlin believes August 1964 marks the break in the leftist students' sense of what their country was like. That was the month in which the Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party was denied seats at the Democratic Convention in Atlantic City, and in which Congress passed the Tonkin Gulf Resolution. Gitlin argues plausibly that these two events "fatefully turned the movement''16 and "drew a sharp line through the New Left's Sixties."17 Before them, most of the New Left's rhetoric was consensual and reformist. After them, it began to build up to the full-throated calls for revolution with which the decade ended. Whether or not one agrees with Gitlin about the exact date, it is certainly the case that the mid-Sixties saw the beginning of the end of a tradition of leftist reformism which dated back to the Progressive Era.18 For reasons I shall be saying more about in my final lecture, this tradition was never fully reconstituted after the Sixties came to a close. Those who admire the revolutionary turn which the New Left took in the late Sixties have offered us their own accounts of the history of the American Left. Much of the tone and emphasis of these accounts comes from the writings of C. Wright Mills and Christopher Lasch. I think the description of mid-century
century America which these two men helped put in circulation needs to be replaced. It should be replaced with a story which gives the reformers their due, and thereby leaves more room for national pride and national hope. Emphasizing the continuity between Herbert Croly and Lyndon Johnson, between John Dewey and Martin Luther King, between Eugene Debs and Walter Reuther, would help us to recall a reformist Left which deserves not only respect but imitation--the best model available for the American Left in the coming century. If the intellectuals and the unions could ever get back together again, and could reconstitute the kind of Left which existed in the Forties and Fifties, the first decade of the twenty-first century might conceivably be a Second Progressive Era. Here is a rough sketch of the argument which convinced Mills, Lasch, and many young leftists of the Sixties to break with the old, reformist Left: The Vietnam War, they rightly said, is an atrocity of which Americans should be deeply ashamed. But, they continued, the Vietnam War is just the latest phase of the anticommunist Cold War. Most of the people in the universities, the unions, and the Democratic Party who call themselves either "liberals" or "leftists" are anticommunists; so we who oppose the war must form a Left which is not anticommunist. Any attempt to replace the Mills-Lasch account of the history of the post-World War II Left must begin by asking: Granted that the Vietnam War was an atrocity of which America
must always be ashamed, does this mean that the Cold War should not have been fought? This question will be debated as long as members of my generation of leftists survive. Those of us who were, like myself, militantly anticommunist believe that the war against Stalin was as legitimate, and as needed, as the war against Hitler. Some of my contemporaries, like Fredric Jameson, still agree with Jean-Paul Sartre. Sartre said that he had always believed, and would always believe, that anticommunists are scum. Such people see the Cold War as nothing more than an American drive for world domination. They mock the idea that America could have prosecuted that war without propping up right-wing dictators. My anticommunist side of the argument gets a lot of support from leftists in central and eastern Europe. Jameson's side of the argument gets a lot of support among leftists in Latin America and Asia--people who have first-hand knowledge of what the CIA can do to a poor nation's hopes for social justice.19 People on my side of the argument never took seriously C. Wright Mills's suggestion that American intellectuals should have refused to fight the Cold War, and should have "attempted to get in touch with [their] opposite numbers in all countries, above all in the Sino-Soviet zone . . . [and] make our own separate peace."20 Our Russian and Polish opposite numbers did not want a separate peace. They wanted liberation from a thuggish, cruel, and seemingly invincible tyranny. Unless America had fought the Cold War, they now
believe, they would never have been freed. People on my side of the argument think these Russians and Poles are right. Despite the suggestions of revisionist historians of the Cold War, we do not believe the liberation of 1989 would ever have occurred if the United States had come to terms with Stalin in the late 1940s in the way these historians have suggested was possible. We think that history will see the Cold War as having been fought, like most wars, from thoroughly mixed motives, but as having saved the world from a great danger. My leftmost students, who are also my favorite students, find it difficult to take my anticommunism seriously. When I tell them that I was a teenage Cold War liberal, they react as they would to the title of a particularly tasteless horror film. So I try to explain to them what it was like to be what Gitlin calls a "red-diaper anticommunist baby." There were lots of babies like me in the Thirties and Forties, but Gitlin's term puzzles his younger readers. I shall spend a few minutes on autobiography in the hope of giving you a sense both of what it was like to grow up on the anticommunist reformist Left in mid-century, and of the continuity between that Left and the Left of 1910, the time of Debs and Croly. My parents were loyal fellow-travelers of the Communist Party up through 1932, the year after I was born. In that year my father ran a front organization called the League of Professional Groups for Foster and Ford (the Communist Party's
candidates for president and vice-president). My parents broke with the party after realizing the extent to which it was run from Moscow, and so I did not get to read the Daily Worker when I was a boy. By 1935 the Worker was printing cartoons of my father as a trained seal, catching fish thrown by William Randolph Hearst. But my parents did subscribe to the organ of Norman Thomas' Socialist Party, The Call, as well as to those of the DeLeonite Socialist Labor Party and the Shachtmanite Socialist Workers' Party. I plowed through these papers, convinced that doing so would teach me how to think about my country and its politics. Few of the people who wrote for leftist periodicals, either those aimed at workers or those aimed at bourgeois intellectuals like my parents, had any doubt that America was a great, noble, progressive country in which justice would eventually triumph. By "justice" they all meant pretty much the same thing--decent wages and working conditions, and the end of racial prejudice. They sometimes quoted my maternal grandfather, the Social Gospel theologian Walter Rauschenbusch. An ally of Ely and Croly, Rauschenbusch preached against those he described as "servants of Mammon . . . who drain their fellow men for gain, . . . who have made us ashamed of our dear country by their defilements, . . . [and] who have cloaked their extortion with the gospel of Christ."21
Because Rauschenbusch had remained a pacifist even after America's entry into World War I, because my father had been an unarmed stretcher-bearer in that war, and because one of my uncles had been staff director of the Nye Committee's investigation of the "merchants of death" in the mid-Thirties, I associated leftism with antimilitarism. But even though my father had, like John Dewey and Norman Thomas, opposed America's entry into World War II, I rejoiced that we had fought and won the war against Hitler. Because my father had once been thrown in jail for reporting on a strike, I associated the police with the goon squads who, in those days, were still being regularly hired to beat up strikers. I thought of the strikers in the coal fields and the steel mills as the great heroes of my time. When the Taft-Hartley Labor Act was passed in 1947 I could not understand how my country could have forgotten what it owed the unions, how it could fail to see that the unions had prevented America from becoming the property of the rich and greedy. Because a lot of my relatives helped write and administer New Deal legislation, I associated leftism with a constant need for new laws and new bureaucratic initiatives which would redistribute the wealth produced by the capitalist system. I spent occasional vacations in Madison with Paul Raushenbush, who ran Wisconsin's unemployment compensation system, and his wife, Elizabeth Brandeis (a professor of labor history, and the author of the first expose of the misery of migrant workers on
Wisconsin farms). Both were students of John R. Commons, who had passed on the heritage of his own teacher, Richard Ely. Their friends included Max Otto, a disciple of Dewey. Otto was the in-house philosopher for a group of Madison bureaucrats and academics clustered around the La Follette family. In that circle, American patriotism, redistributionist economics, anticommunism, and Deweyan pragmatism went together easily and naturally. I think of that circle as typical of the reformist American Left of the first half of the century. Another such circle was made up of the so-called New York Intellectuals. As a teenager, I believed every anti-Stalinist word that Sidney Hook and Lionel Trilling published in Partisan Review--partly, perhaps, because I had been bounced on their knees as a baby. My mother used to tell me, with great pride, that when I was seven I had had the honor of serving little sandwiches to the guests at a Halloween party attended both by John Dewey and by Carlo Tresca, the Italian anarchist leader who was assassinated a few years later. That same party, I have since discovered, was attended not only by the Hooks and the Trillings, but by Whittaker Chambers. Chambers had just broken with the Communist Party and was desperately afraid of being liquidated by Stalin's hit men.22 Another guest was Suzanne La Follette, to whom Dewey had entrusted the files of the Commission of Inquiry into the Moscow Trials. These files disappeared when her apartment was burgled, presumably by the Soviet agents.
The warnings against Stalin in Hook's and Trilling's articles were buttressed by remarks I overheard in conversations between my parents and their friends, in particular one of their neighbors: J. B. S. Hardman, an official of the Amalgamated Clothing Workers of America. Hardman had been revolutionary governor of Odessa in the 1905 Revolution, and had come to America to escape the Cheka and to organize the workers. It was in Hardman's house that I first heard of the Katyn Forest massacre, and of Stalin's murder of the Polish trade union leaders Ehrlich and Alter. Growing up with the image of Stalin that such conversations produced, I did not find it surprising when my father, toward the end of World War II, helped Norman Thomas organize the Post-War World Council. The aim of this organization was to publicize what Stalin was preparing to do to central Europe, and to warn Americans that the wartime alliance with the USSR should not be allowed to carry over into the postwar period. The council did its best both to incite the Cold War and to prevent the American Right from monopolizing anticommunism. The latter aim was shared by a subsequent organization, the Americans for Democratic Action-- an outfit slapped together in 1948 by Eleanor Roosevelt, Arthur Schlesinger, Walter Reuther, and others to counter the Communist-backed candidacy of Henry Wallace. Inciting the Cold War struck me as continuous with the rest of the good work being done by my family and their
friends, and it still does. I am still unable to see much difference between fighting Hitler and fighting Stalin. I still find nothing absurd in the idea that, if the reformist Left had been stronger than it was, post-World War II America could have had it both ways. Our country could have become both the leader of an international movement to replace oligarchy with social democracy around the world, and the nuclear superpower which halted the spread of an evil empire ruled by a mad tyrant. When it was revealed, in 1967, that one of the organizations with which Thomas, Hook, Trilling, and my father were associated--the Congress for Cultural Freedom--had received CIA money, I was neither surprised nor appalled. It seemed to me perfectly predictable that the CIA should contain both rightist hirelings of the United Fruit Company (the people who had gotten Eisenhower to order the overthrow of Colonel Arbenz--the leftist leader of Guatemala--in 1952) and leftist good guys who used the taxpayers' money to finance what Christopher Lasch was to describe disdainfully as the "Cultural Cold War." The cohabitation of bad guys with good guys in the CIA seemed to me no more surprising than that the Labor and Commerce Departments contained some bureaucrats who conspired with the capitalists against labor, and other bureaucrats who conspired with the unions against the bosses. When in 1967 Lasch triumphantly proclaimed that the CIA's connection with the pre-Sixties
Left showed how bankrupt the reformist Left had proved to be, I could not see what he was making such a fuss about. So much for autobiography. I hope that I have given you some sense of what it was like to take for granted that one could be both a fervent anticommunist and a good leftist, and of the distrust with which I read books like Lasch's The Agony of the American Left. This was and is a very influential book, written by a distinguished scholar who was also a very useful social critic. Despite its author's intellectual and moral virtues, however, his book helped propagate the false idea that when the student Left burst into the headlines in the early Sixties, it replaced a discredited older Left. Lasch began his book with the following quotation from Paul Goodman: "We now have the abnormal situation that there is no persuasive program for social reconstruction, thought up by many minds, corrected by endless criticism, made practical by much political activity . . . The young are honorable, and see the problems, but they don't know anything because we have not taught them anything." Lasch noted that Goodman attributed the absence of a persuasive program to "the failure of the intellectuals during the late forties and fifties." Lasch went on to say: "It is true that the defection of intellectuals in the period just past is the immediate cause of our troubles . . . My experience and the experience of many of my friends and contemporaries fully bears out the contention that the intellectuals' acquiescence in the
premises of the cold war made it unusually difficult to get a political education in the fifties." However, he continued, "The deeper explanation of the present crisis of radicalism . . . lies in events that happened in the early part of the century. It lies in the collapse of mass-based radical movements which grew up for a time, and then aborted: populism, socialism, and black nationalism."23 Lasch proceeded to dismiss the period between 1910 and 1964, the period which I think of as American leftism at its best. "Even when they originated in humanitarian impulses," Lasch wrote, "progressive ideas led not to a philosophy of liberation but to a blueprint for control . . . Manipulative and managerial, twentieth-century liberalism has adapted itself without difficulty to the corporation's need to soften conflicts."24 Lasch was no Marxist, but his ideas about the elites and masses paralleled those of the Marxists. Lasch thought that a movement which is not mass-based must somehow be a fraud, and that top-down initiatives are automatically suspect. This belief echoes the Marxist cult of the proletariat, the belief that there is virtue only among the oppressed. Lasch brushed aside fifty years' worth of off-and-on cooperation between the elites and the oppressed. He thereby encouraged the New Leftists' delusion that they were the first real leftists America had seen in a long time, or at least the only ones who had not sold out. The New Leftists gradually became convinced that the Vietnam War, and the endless humiliation inflicted on
African-Americans, were clues to something deeply wrong with their country, and not just mistakes correctable by reforms. They wanted to hear that America was a very different sort of place, a much worse place, than their parents and teachers had told them it was. So they responded enthusiastically to Lasch's claim that "the structure of American society makes it almost impossible for criticism of existing policies to become part of political discourse. The language of American politics increasingly resembles an Orwellian monologue.25 When they read in Lasch's book that "the United States of the mid-twentieth century might better be described as an empire than as a community,"26 the students felt justified in giving up their parents' hope that reformist politics could cope with the injustice they saw around them. Lasch's book made it easy to stop thinking of oneself as a member of a community, as a citizen with civic responsibilities. For if you turn out to be living in an evil empire (rather than, as you had been told, a democracy fighting an evil empire), then you have no responsibility to your country; you are accountable only to humanity. If what your government and your teachers are saying is all part of the same Orwellian monologue--if the differences between the Harvard faculty and the military-industrial complex, or between Lyndon Johnson and Barry Goldwater, are negligible then you have a responsibility to make a revolution.
In saying things which the young leftists of the late Sixties wanted to hear, Lasch was not playing to the crowd. He was as harsh on the New Left as he was on every other aspect of contemporary America. But his writing, along with that of Goodman, Mills, and others, reconfirmed the leftist students' impression that there was nothing in America on which they could rely, except perhaps the most militant of the African-American protest movements. So they started to look for moral and intellectual support in the wrong places--the China of Mao-Tse Tung, for example. They reasoned that, since anti-Communism was the dominant theme of the Orwellian monologue Lasch described, the only way to escape from this monologue was to appreciate the achievements of the Communists. Michael Harrington's argument--that there was no reason the student Left should not also be an anticommunist Left--went unheard.27 The heirs of that student Left and the heirs of the older, reformist Left are still unreconciled with one another. I want to suggest that such a reconciliation could be started by agreeing that the New Left accomplished something enormously important, something of which the reformist Left would probably have been incapable. It ended the Vietnam War. It may have saved our country from becoming a garrison state. Without the widespread and continued civil disobedience conducted by the New Left, we might still be sending our young people off to kill Vietnamese, rather than expanding
our overseas markets by bribing kleptocratic Communists in Ho Chi Minh City. Without the storm that broke on the campuses after the invasion of Cambodia, we might now be fighting in the farther reaches of Asia. For suppose that no young Americans had protested--that all the young men had dutifully trotted off, year after year after year, to be killed in the name of anti-Communism. Can we be so sure that the war's mere unwinnability would have been enough to persuade our government to make peace? America will always owe an enormous amount to the rage which rumbled through the country between 1964 and 1972. We do not know what our country would be like today, had that rage not been felt. But we can be pretty certain that it would be a much worse place than it is. The CIA would undoubtedly be even more of a loose cannon than it is now. It is even possible that the Defense Department might lie to the public more frequently and fluently than at present, though I admit that this is hard to imagine. The anti-antiCommunism of the New Left, and its counterproductive habit of spelling "America" with a "k," are not important in comparison to what it achieved. By saving us from the Vietnam War, the New Left may have saved us from losing our moral identity. It would be pointless to debate whether the New Leftists were justified in breaking with the reformist Left, and with the hope of participating in ordinary old-fashioned reformist
politics, by the events of 1964-1966. There is no way to decide whether their patience should have run out in those years, rather than earlier or later. But if their patience had not run out at some point, if they had never taken to the streets, if civil disobedience had never replaced an insistence on working within the system, America might no longer be a constitutional democracy. Their loss of patience was the result of perfectly justified, wholly sincere moral indignation--moral indignation which, the New Left rightly sensed, we reformists were too tired and too battered to feel. For reformers like Walter Reuther, seating the white delegates from Mississippi in the 1964 Democratic Convention was, despite the outrageous insult to the incredibly brave African-Americans who had contested those seats, justified by the need to keep the South voting Democratic.28 The reformers were divided as to whether the Tonkin Gulf Resolution was just one more example of the spinelessness of Congress or rather a prudent attempt to give President Johnson room to maneuver. But Gitlin may be right that for the New Left these two events were the last straws. There had to be a last straw sooner or later if American leftism was ever to be revitalized. The New Left was right to say that America was in danger of selling its soul in order to defeat Communism. Even if one agrees with me in thinking that the Cold War was a necessary war, that does nothing to diminish the service which the New Left did for our country.
American leftism was revived in the 1960s by calls for revolution which, fortunately, were not successful. They did, however, lead to reform--to the passage of the legislation which Johnson rammed through Congress after being elected in 1964, and, eventually, to the withdrawal of our troops. These successes are a sufficient excuse for the Left's many and varied stupidities--even for what Paul Berman has called its "slightly crazy attempt to raise insubordination into a culture."29 Analogously, the labor movement did succeed in getting American workers a forty-hour week and some collective-bargaining rights. This is quite enough to excuse the many instances of venal corruption in the unions and of insouciant featherbedding, which rightists prefer to dwell on. When compared with the ruthless greed, systematic corruption, and cynical deceit of the military-industrial establishment, both the New Left and the American labor movement look very good indeed. But the old-timey Trotskyites and the people whom Lasch called "managerial liberals"--the Howes and the Schlesingers, the Hooks and the Galbraiths--do not look so bad either. A battered and exhausted Left, a Left too tired to experience rage when only rage will work, and too chastened by knowledge of the results of revolutions elsewhere to urge a revolution in America, is not the same as a Left that has sold out or become discredited.
Lasch was simply wrong when he said that it was hard to get a political education in the Fifties because of "intellectuals' acquiescence in the premises of the cold war." My friends and I got an admirable leftist education in that decade from such books as Schlesinger's The Vital Center and Galbraith's The Affluent Society. Paul Goodman was simply wrong when he said that there was no "persuasive program for social reconstruction, thought up by many minds," available for the inspection of the young in the Forties and Fifties. He can be thought right only if one takes the phrase "program for social reconstruction" to mean a proposal for revolution, rather than a list of reforms. As I see it, the honors should be evenly divided between the older, reformist Left and the New Left of the Sixties. The heirs of that older Left should stop reminding themselves of the stupid and self-destructive things the New Left did and said toward the end of that decade. Those who are nostalgic for the Sixties should stop reminding themselves that Schlesinger lied about the Bay of Pigs and that Hook voted for Nixon. All of us should take pride in a country whose historians will someday honor the achievements of both of these Lefts.
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may be affected by their results. This means, for example, that economic decisions will be made by stakeholders rather than by shareholders, and that entrepreneurship and markets will cease to play their present role. When they do, capitalism as we know it will have ended, and something new will have taken its place. But what this new thing will be, nobody knows. The Sixties did not ask how the various groups of stakeholders were to reach a consensus about when to remodel a factory rather than build a new one, what prices to pay for raw materials, and the like. Sixties leftists skipped lightly over all the questions which had been raised by the experience of nonmarket economies in the so-called socialist countries. They seemed to be suggesting that once we were rid of both bureaucrats and entrepreneurs, "the people" would know how to handle competition from steel mills or textile factories in the developing world, price hikes on imported oil, and so on. But they never told us how "the people" would learn how to do this. The cultural Left still skips over such questions. Doing so is a consequence of its preference for talking about "the system" rather than about specific social practices and specific changes in those practices. The rhetoric of this Left remains revolutionary rather than reformist and pragmatic. Its insouciant use of terms like "late capitalism" suggests that we can just wait for capitalism to collapse, rather than figuring out what, in the absence of markets, will set prices and regulate
distribution. The voting public, the public which must be won over if the Left is to emerge from the academy into the public square, sensibly wants to be told the details. It wants to know how things are going to work after markets are put behind us. It wants to know how participatory democracy is supposed to function. The cultural Left offers no answers to such demands for further information, but until it confronts them it will not be able to be a political Left. The public, sensibly, has no interest in getting rid of capitalism until it is offered details about the alternatives. Nor should it be interested in participatory democracy--the liberation of the people from the power of the technocrats--until it is told how deliberative assemblies will acquire the same know-how which only the technocrats presently possess. Even someone like myself, whose admiration for John Dewey is almost unlimited, cannot take seriously his defense of participatory democracy against Walter Lippmann's insistence on the need for expertise.15 The cultural Left has a vision of an America in which the white patriarchs have stopped voting and have left all the voting to be done by members of previously victimized groups, people who have somehow come into possession of more foresight and imagination than the selfish suburbanites. These formerly oppressed and newly powerful people are expected to be as angelic as the straight white males were diabolical. If I shared this expectation, I too would want to live
under this new dispensation. Since I see no reason to share it, I think that the Left should get back into the business of piecemeal reform within the framework of a market economy. This was the business the American Left was in during the first two-thirds of the century.
Someday, perhaps, cumulative piecemeal reforms will be found to have brought
about revolutionary change. Such reforms might someday produce a presently
unimaginable nonmarket economy, and much more widely distributed powers of
decisionmaking. They might also, given similar reforms in other countries,
bring about an international federation, a world government. In such a new
world, American national pride would become as quaint as pride in being from
Nebraska or Kazakhstan or Sicily. But in the meantime, we should not let
the abstractly described best be the enemy of the better. We should not let
speculation about a totally changed system, and a totally different way of
thinking about human life and human affairs, replace step-by-step reform
of the system we presently have. LET ME RETURN, yet again, to the theme with which I began: the contrast between spectatorship and agency. From the point of view of a detached cosmopolitan spectator, our country may seem to have little to be proud of. The United States of America finally freed its slaves, but it then invented segregation laws which were as ingeniously cruel as
Hitler's Nuremberg laws. It started to create a welfare state, but quickly fell behind the rest of the industrial democracies in providing equal medical care, education, and opportunity to the children of the rich and of the poor. Its workers built a strong labor movement, but then allowed this movement to be crushed by restrictive legislation and by the gangsters whom they weakly allowed to take over many locals. Its government perverted a justified crusade against an evil empire into a conspiracy with right-wing oligarchs to suppress social democratic movements. I have been arguing that the appropriate response to such observations is that we Americans should not take the point of view of a detached cosmopolitan spectator. We should face up to unpleasant truths about ourselves, but we should not take those truths to be the last word about our chances for happiness, or about our national character. Our national character is still in the making. Few in 1897 would have predicted the Progressive Movement, the forty-hour week, Women's Suffrage, the New Deal, the Civil Rights Movement, the successes of second-wave feminism, or the Gay Rights Movement. Nobody in 1997 can know that America will not, in the course of the next century, witness even greater moral progress. Whitman and Dewey tried to substitute hope for knowledge. They wanted to put shared utopian dreams--dreams of an ideally decent and civilized society--in the place of
knowledge of God's Will, Moral Law, the Laws of History, or the Facts of Science. Their party, the party of hope, made twentieth-century America more than just an economic and military giant. Without the American Left, we might still have been strong and brave, but nobody would have suggested that we were good. As long as we have a functioning political Left, we still have a chance to achieve our country, to make it the country of Whitman's and Dewey's dreams.
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MOVEMENTS AND CAMPAIGNS1. Irving Howe, "This Age of Conformity, " in Howe, Selected Writings, 1950-1990 (San Diego: Harcourt Brace, 1990), p. 46. 2. Irving Howe, A Margin of Hope: An Intellectual Autobiography (San Diego: Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1982), p. 160. 3. Ibid. , p. 121. 4. Ibid. , p. 150. 5. Irving Howe, Politics and the Novel (New York: New American Library, 1987; orig. pub. 1957), Epilogue, p. 254. Howe takes the phrase from an anonymous contemporary of Dostoevsky's. 6. Howe, A Margin of Hope, pp. 194-195. 7. Ibid. , p. 337. 8. Howe, Politics and the Novel, p. 23. 9. See Harold Bloom, Agon (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1982), p. 35. 10. Howe, Selected Writings, 1950-1990, p. 141.
11. Ibid., p. 165. THE INSPIRATIONAL VALUE OF GREAT WORKS OF LITERATURE1. Fredric Jameson, Postmodernism, or The Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism (Durham, N.C. : Duke University Press, 1991 ), p. 15. 2. Ibid., p. 306. 3. Jameson, Postmodernism, p. 46. 4. The best of these minds, however, are more inclined to dissolve problems than to solve them. They challenge the presuppositions of the problems with which the profession is currently occupied. This is what Ludwig Wittgenstein did in his Philosophical Investigations, and similar challenges are found in the work of the contemporary analytic philosophers I most admire--for example, Annette Baier, Donald Davidson, and Daniel Dennett. Such innovators are always viewed with some suspicion: those brought up on the old problems would like to think that
their clever solutions to those problems are permanent contributions to human knowledge. Forty-odd years after its publication, Philosophical Investigations still makes many philosophers nervous. They view Wittgenstein as a spoilsport. 5. Dorothy Allison, "Believing in Literature," in Allison, Skin: Talking about Sex, Class, and Literature (Ithaca, N.Y.: Firebrand Books, 1994), p. 181. 6. Mark Edmundson, Literature against Philosophy: Plato to Derrida (New York: Cambridge University Press, 1995), p. 128. 7. Harold Bloom, The Western Canon: The Books and School of the Ages (New York: Harcourt Brace, 1994), p. 18. Unfortunately, Bloom attributes this latest version of Platonism to "our current New Historicists." I think it is absent from the work of Stephen Greenblatt, who is too good a critic to be buffaloed by theory. But lesser Foucauldians do indeed think of Foucault and Marx as providing keys sufficient to unlock any text.
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