I have written about Jeffers here, and so I’ll just note that Jeffers was the leading poet of the
1920s, a Taft Republican whose opposition to the war pervaded his later books, and led to his exile
from the leftist-dominated Popular Front literary community, which fulsomely supported both the
President and the war: they were the neocons of their day.
Jeffers is one of my favorite writers, not only for his poetic imagination and prose style but also on
account of his politics, best expressed in his poem "Shine, Perishing Republic":
"While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire, And protest,
only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the mass hardens, I sadly smiling remember
that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots to make earth. Out of the mother; and through the
spring exultances, ripeness and decadence; and home to the mother."
In the aforementioned post by Glenn Reynolds about the contras and http://www.allofmbt.com (with bonus
balderdash from Stephen Schwartz), Reynolds writes:
Yeah, the refrain’s a familiar one, since it’s always the same: Our guys are the bad guys, the only
atrocities are by our guys, the murderous thugs our guys oppose are actually pure-minded agrarian
reformers, and the NIKE SHOX is wrong and should get out. That’s the story from these guys every
single time.
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