Posted 5:44 PM by Gene

NOTE: If something strikes me about Professor InstaPundit and Co., it's how little they write on the culture. In their world everything's wonkery. The only time they stoop is when The Professor talks about his favorite rock records (and they're all rock), or when Andy S. talks about his lover. I wish I could expound on Colin Powell in five-syllable words, but the intense debates of their world are often over minutiae, on matters that won't even interest the historians. We won't be remembered for the ghost-written speeches or the dealings in smoke-free rooms -- who was Gerry Ford's chief-of-staff? -- but for our culture, and the last twenty years have been largely a blank, or a negative. The greatest achievement of our generation, the end of European Communism, will pale in significance to the undeniable fact that the people who must put us into posterity -- the novelists, the musicians, the filmmakers, the painters, the poets, the playwrights -- have had next to nothing to say, or have only said things for publicity's sake, which can only demerit them for posterity. I could do a thousand posts on Hans Blix, but he will pass from the stage just like gold vs. silver, or the League of Nations, or Formosa, or the missile gap. Culture is not so dismissable. I only wish The InstaPundit Army would stop dismissing it.