Newt Gingrich, Pinocchio Candidate
By Richard Cohen
WashPost
A Washington Post feature -- "The Fact Checker" -- is possibly the most powerful force for good since Clark Kent encountered a phone booth. The other day it laid into Newt Gingrich, who had just announced he was running for president to save the nation from what would happen if he did not run for the president. Glenn Kessler, the mild-mannered reporter behind "The Fact Checker," had to use almost 2,000 words in the online version of his column to deal with just some of Gingrich's exaggerations -- so many lies, so little newspaper space -- and wound up awarding him Four Pinocchios. For most politicians this would be a titanic embarrassment, but for Gingrich not even a personal best.
My favorite of Gingrich's whoppers -- more of an absurdity, really -- is where he takes on East Coast elitism by asserting that only one of Ronald Reagan's movies ("Kings Row") got a good review from The New York Times. Kessler pounced. It's not true that "Kings Row" got a good review, but it is true that some other Reagan movies did. As for the critic who reviewed "Kings Row," Bosley Crowther, he was hardly an exemplar of elitism. On the contrary, he was something of a stick in the mud who loathed some of the best movies of our time. Inexcusably, he called David Lean's "Lawrence of Arabia" a "thundering camel-opera," which is about as wrong as you can get and not be remanded to the custody of the court.
Getting things upside down and backward when it comes to a single film critic is no big deal. But this is Gingrich in his pose as a Renaissance Man, not just another pol but a thinker and social critic who, nonetheless, has never succumbed to elitism. With Crowther, though, Gingrich fingered a fuddy-duddy who reached the apogee of stodginess with his review of "Bonnie and Clyde." As Mark Harris points out in his wonderful book "Pictures at a Revolution," Crowther called it "a cheap piece of bald-faced slapstick comedy." Two thumbs down, I'd say.
None of this matters much to Gingrich. Had he known the particulars about Crowther, he probably would have proceeded anyway. He deals in boogeymen -- menacing abstractions such as "left-wing radicals," the "secular socialist machine" and "gay and secular fascism," all of which (or some of which) represent "as great a threat to America as Nazi Germany or the Soviet Union once did." The purplish mixing of homosexuality and fascism is both breathtakingly wrong and breathtakingly tasteless. No one was more anti-gay than the Nazis. They killed 'em.
(More here.)
WashPost
A Washington Post feature -- "The Fact Checker" -- is possibly the most powerful force for good since Clark Kent encountered a phone booth. The other day it laid into Newt Gingrich, who had just announced he was running for president to save the nation from what would happen if he did not run for the president. Glenn Kessler, the mild-mannered reporter behind "The Fact Checker," had to use almost 2,000 words in the online version of his column to deal with just some of Gingrich's exaggerations -- so many lies, so little newspaper space -- and wound up awarding him Four Pinocchios. For most politicians this would be a titanic embarrassment, but for Gingrich not even a personal best.
My favorite of Gingrich's whoppers -- more of an absurdity, really -- is where he takes on East Coast elitism by asserting that only one of Ronald Reagan's movies ("Kings Row") got a good review from The New York Times. Kessler pounced. It's not true that "Kings Row" got a good review, but it is true that some other Reagan movies did. As for the critic who reviewed "Kings Row," Bosley Crowther, he was hardly an exemplar of elitism. On the contrary, he was something of a stick in the mud who loathed some of the best movies of our time. Inexcusably, he called David Lean's "Lawrence of Arabia" a "thundering camel-opera," which is about as wrong as you can get and not be remanded to the custody of the court.
Getting things upside down and backward when it comes to a single film critic is no big deal. But this is Gingrich in his pose as a Renaissance Man, not just another pol but a thinker and social critic who, nonetheless, has never succumbed to elitism. With Crowther, though, Gingrich fingered a fuddy-duddy who reached the apogee of stodginess with his review of "Bonnie and Clyde." As Mark Harris points out in his wonderful book "Pictures at a Revolution," Crowther called it "a cheap piece of bald-faced slapstick comedy." Two thumbs down, I'd say.
None of this matters much to Gingrich. Had he known the particulars about Crowther, he probably would have proceeded anyway. He deals in boogeymen -- menacing abstractions such as "left-wing radicals," the "secular socialist machine" and "gay and secular fascism," all of which (or some of which) represent "as great a threat to America as Nazi Germany or the Soviet Union once did." The purplish mixing of homosexuality and fascism is both breathtakingly wrong and breathtakingly tasteless. No one was more anti-gay than the Nazis. They killed 'em.
(More here.)
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