The Old Scout loses a badge
Friday, December 18th, 2009Garrison Keillor is often funny when he makes fun of the close-knit midwest. His show has great music and the sketches (especially “Guy Noir”) are funny tributes to old-time radio theater. His fiction can also be good, like in WLA: A Radio Romance. I also agree with a lot of his politics, which he described in Homegrown Democrat (although I have my problems with it).
Having said all that, I have a significantly lower opinion of the old scout after he wrote his weekly column that appears in the Baltimore Sun (it will run in the Strib on Sunday). It feels like someone venting long-restrained complaints at an inopportune time.
The whole thing starts going wrong when he criticizes Ralph Waldo Emerson, of all people.
[Emerson] preached here at the First Church of Cambridge, a Unitarian outfit… and [he] tossed off little bon mots that have been leading people astray ever since. “To be great is to be misunderstood,” for example. This tiny gem of self-pity has given license to a million arrogant and unlovable people to imagine that their unpopularity somehow was proof of their greatness.
I’ve never heard of such people, and I hope to never meet them. I’ve also never heard of such people justifying themselves with that quote. I also don’t like calling a church an “outfit.” It makes it sound like it’s part of a mafia conspiracy, which Keillor builds on later in his column. What he also conveniently forgets is that in the same paragraph that Emerson says that quote, he says an even more famous gem: “a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.”
And all his hoo-ha about listening to the voice within and don’t follow the path, make your own path and leave a trail and so forth, encouraged people who might’ve been excellent janitors to become bold and innovative economists who run a wealthy university into the ditch.
This is something I’d like Keillor to explain a little bit more. That last bit about economists is a reference to Lawrence Summers taking part of Harvard’s endowment and investing it in the stock market, with the end result being the investment losing $1 billion in value. And Summers, who is now the director of the National Economic Council, did not become an economist because he read that quote from Emerson. Chances are he became an economist because that’s what his parents were and he is a nephew of Kenneth Arrow and Paul Samuelson, both of whom have won the Nobel Prize in Economics.
But never mind that. Summers is also Jewish, which becomes important in Keillor’s column later on.
Unitarians listen to the Inner Voice and so they have no creed that they all stand up and recite in unison, and that’s their perfect right, but it is wrong, wrong, wrong to rewrite “Silent Night.” If you don’t believe Jesus was God, OK, go write your own damn “Silent Night” and leave ours alone.
I wonder if I should tell him. Nah, he’s livid with rage over Unitarians. How could Unitarians provoke such anger? I don’t know. Keillor’s been on good terms with them for the longest time.
This is spiritual piracy and cultural elitism, and we Christians have stood for it long enough. And all those lousy holiday songs by Jewish guys that trash up the malls every year, Rudolph and the chestnuts and the rest of that dreck.
No, Garrison. What you’re doing is cultural elitism. It is astounding that someone like Garrison Keillor would take a swipe at Jewish guys like that. When carolers knock on his door and they sing “White Christmas” does he have the same fits? (‘Cause, you know, it was written by Irving Berlin, a Jew)
Christmas is a Christian holiday – if you’re not in the club, then buzz off. Celebrate Yule instead or dance around in druid robes for the solstice. Go light a big log, go wassailing and falalaing until you fall down, eat figgy pudding until you puke, but don’t mess with the Messiah.
More cultural elitism. Non-Christians celebrate Christmas too and while earlier in this column it seemed like Keillor was okay with Unitarians celebrating Christmas, but I guess he changed his mind half way through.
He then goes into how Christmas is perfect and it doesn’t need improvements. Well, Garrison, nobody is saying that these things are “improvements.” This is just their own contribution to all the wonderful things that Christmas is. And you’re not a curmudgeon for saying these things. You’re a mean-spirited old man who deserves to spend at least one more Christmas in Norway with the flu.








