Monday, April 25, 2005

Dear President Truman:

How is the weather up there in Heaven? I hope you aren't teasing JFK and LBJ too much, they done their damnedest in their own particular ways I guess. For that fact, lay off MacArthur too...he had his virtues, it IS paradise after all, time to let go old animosities.
Oh Harry, it is safe to come out now I think, every feckless inconstant bastard in the nation loves you. Remember when you left office in January 1953 with a thirty percent approval rating? Remember when McCarthy called you a commie dupe and the GOP muttered about impeachment when you fired MacArthur? What about All those god-awful things H.L. Mencken and Westbrook Pegler said about you?
All fogiven and forgotten now.
Quite a change I'll say.
The neocons all love you...the Anne Coulters etc...you are the surreal-right's favorite metaphor for a lost species of democratic ballsiness. That come from behind victory in 1948 helps burnish that scrappy bantam fighter image that the Jeff Jacoby's of this improvident age love to abuse.
Alas that hard fought campaign has become an appalling cliche' in our imperial era, if a democrat loses nationally it is automatically for want of a Truman-style bare-knuckled aggressiveness...when the GOP loses its always because of some temporarily ideological excess.
Frankly Harry I'd stay in heaven if I were you, the columnists and alleged thinkers these days are dumber, more naive' and more corruptible than the newsaurians of your Presidency. Hell westbrook Pegler is pretty much an abashed schoolboy next to the likes of David Horowitz.
Its not a pretty picture I assure you...all these rightical chic yaps who profess to love you so mch are the biggest ass-holes imaginable (Pardon my French Captain its been a long war)if they were around in 1948 they'd be bribing the veterans of your artillery company to slander your name in public. Thats the sort of scum we are dealing with here.
The great game of politics has become a squalid battle between image consultants, lobbyists and professional ward-heelers...sad undemocratc and ultimately boring.
Stay up there Harry....keep playing the piano and forget all those old rivalries!
It ain't worth it believe me.

Sincerely
Elias J. Nugator

P.S. say hi to Bess for me.

Written in honor of the sixtieth anniversary of Harry S. Truman's elevation to the Presidency.

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