The left’s dubious heroes
The left chooses some nifty heroes, doesn’t it?:
In a sane world, the Left’s fanatical support for Kilmar Abrego Garcia—an alleged illegal immigrant, domestic abuser, and likely MS-13 gang member—would be shocking. But given their equally obsessive solidarity with degenerates like Hamas sympathizer Mahmoud Khalil; Jordan Neely, a deranged, drug-addicted man who boarded a New York City subway and issued death threats to passengers; and Luigi Mangione, the prime suspect in the December murder of UnitedHealthcare’s CEO—it’s exactly what we’ve come to expect.
The Left’s admiration for these individuals and their eagerness to elevate them as heroes reveals not only their ideological extremism but also the glaring hypocrisy between the values they claim to uphold and the radical positions they continually embrace.
Depends on the values, though. Among the left’s values are the following: that criminals are that way because they’re oppressed, and that illegal aliens are merely “undocumented” and are – yes, you guessed it – oppressed. The left’s entire value system has to do with power and who is the oppressed and who the oppressor, and championing these people conforms with that.
Same for the leftists who love Hamas.
Nor is this new – although it has gotten worse in recent years. But remember Che Guevara. There was also Jack Henry Abbott – whom you may have forgotten. You can read about him here if your memory needs refreshing.
Then there are all those women who fall in love with imprisoned murderers, even psychopaths who have murdered women. That’s less of a political thing, but I’d wager that most of those women are not on the right.
I wrote a piece on this phenomenon – linking it to Romanticism – back in February of 2007 for PJ Media. Wonder of wonders, it still exists, although in somewhat mangled form: Please see this. An excerpt:
The lengthier excerpt includes Berlin’s assertion that the Romantics glorified those perceived as downtrodden: the failures and the minorities. Romantics didn’t just express empathy or sympathy for them, but actually elevated them to a place more worthy and more noble than the successes and the majorities.
So, who are the Romantics of today? From the foregoing discussion, it should be clear: Romanticism has found a cozy home on the Left. Romanticism (and Leftism) dictates not just sympathy for the Third World, but near-veneration of those there who combine a sense of victimhood (real or imagined) with what the poet Yeats called “passionate intensity,” which is the essence of Romanticism.
Anger is part of that passionate intensity, and it’s often a dominant part.
> Romanticism has found a cozy home on the Left.
Yes. No.
Romanticism, in its (cognitive) desire to explain and accept the outliers, has found a cozy home on the Left (but lost the cognitive part).
Romanticism, in its (cognitive) desire to accept and explain the silently adopted norms, has found a home on the Right. (See “Romantic Nationalism”. See also “Apocalyptic Romanticism”. See also “The Inklings”. Etc., etc.)
Romanticism, by itself, is every direction of thought that’s not satisfied with the presumption that the man is a mechanism, and the perfect man is a perfect mechanism.
In other words, Romanticism is realism, and its opponent, Classicism, is (the absence of “the” is intentional here) helpless philosophy of watchmakers and social engineers trying to stay relevant.
Let’s not forget George Floyd, a career criminal and drug addict who overdosed while resisting arrest and was NOT murdered by Derek Chauvin. Also Ahmet Aubery, a low-IQ individual who committed petty thefts while posing as a jogger. When two men tried to perform a citizen’s arrest of him, he tried to take away the shotgun of one of them, resulting in his own death. I believe the two were given life sentences, as was a third man who merely recorded the event on his phone from a distance.
I’m a poet and a programmer. I see Romanticism as an important, even necessary, mode of being human. Sure, it can be taken to pathological extremes, as described above. But that’s far from the whole story.
I would say Romanticism has long had a cozy home in religion and art.
And still does.