The Bike-Path Left
Wed, Dec 17, 2003 at 4:20:57 pm PST
Mark Steyn skewers and roasts the angriest dwarf: The Bike-Path Left.
Howard Dean catapulted himself from Vermont obscurity to national fame very ingeniously. His campaign was tonally brilliant. He was an angry peacenik, an aggressive defeatist, he got in-your-face about getting out of Iraq. The problem with pacifism as a political position is that it’s too easy to seem wimpy, wussy, nancy-boyish, pantywaisty, milksopping, etc. In that sense, his fellow Democrat, Dennis Kucinich, has a pacifist mien: I’m not saying he’s a pantywaist or milksop, but he comes over as a goofy nebbish, as the Zionist neocons would say. The main impact he’s made on the Granite State electorate seems to be his lack of a girlfriend, which has prompted a New Hampshire Web site to try and find a date for him. Somehow one is not surprised to hear this. By contrast, when Howard Dean, shortish and stocky, comes out in his rolled-up shirtsleeves, he looks like Bruce Banner just before he turns into the Incredible Hulk, as if his head’s about to explode out of his shirt collar. Republicans are from Mars, Democrats are from Venus, but Dr. Dean is Venusian in a very Martian way. He’s full of anger.But only for peripheral issues. Ask him serious questions about the president’s key responsibilities--national security and foreign policy--and the passion drains away as it did with Chris Matthews. David Brooks, visiting Burlington in 1997 in search of what eventually became his thesis “Bobos in Paradise,” concluded that the quintessential latté burg was “relatively apolitical.” He’s a smart guy but he was wrong. All the stuff he took as evidence of the lack of politics--pedestrianization, independent bookstores--is the politics. Because all the big ideas failed, culminating in 1989 in Eastern Europe with the comprehensive failure of the biggest idea of all, the left retreated to all the small ideas: in a phrase, bike paths. That’s what Bill Clinton meant when he said the era of big government was over; instead, he’d be ushering in the era of lots and lots of itsy bits of small government that, when you tote ‘em up, works out even more expensive than the era of big government. That’s what Howard Dean represents--the passion of the Bike-Path Left.
Being a cyclist, however, and a member of the Bike-Path Right, I have to say that I’m mortally offended by Steyn’s heinous conflation of cycling with the Dean campaign. I hereby declare a fat-tire-wa on Steyn’s narrow Canadian tuchis.
Bike paths aren’t just for angry dwarves.
