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December 21, 2002, 5:00 p.m.
Forgiving the Phony
A seasonal consideration.

By James Bowman

l Gore finally demonstrates that he knows who he is," read the headline to an article by Damian Whitworth in the Times of London. "So long then, loser." No, no! I thought to myself. Don't say that! It's political hubris! Gore "sees, for the first time," says Whitworth, "that he is a nearly man, someone who will never be President, and a protagonist in a personal tragedy of great expectations," Could there be anything more certain to bring down upon us all the disaster of a victorious Gore candidacy at some point in the future? And then I noticed the comparisons by E. J. Dionne of the Washington Post and Michael Barone in the Wall Street Journal between Gore and another vice president who lost a squeaker and seemed politically dead, only to come back not four but eight years later to win the presidency…



  

Oh no! When I drew the parallel between Gore and Nixon some months ago in this space, I little thought it would come to this! Yet let us remember that it is the season of forgiveness and goodwill and if there is little enough of either yet for Trent Lott, let us spare a bit for Al Gore. What, you may ask, has Al Gore to be forgiven for? I don't know, but there must be some reason why I hate him so. No man in public life do I find so repulsive as Al. It's partly that he is such a transparent phony, and phony not in the way that Bill Clinton was a phony. Clinton was conman phony, but a conman has to be charming or he will starve to death. And Clinton was certainly charming. Gore is utterly without charm. He is boring-phony; phony-for-the-sake-of-phoniness; phony because he doesn't know how not to be phony.

Moreover, Clinton was bright enough not to be taken in — most of the time — by his own phoniness; Gore is dull as well as phony, and the worst kind of dullard at that: Namely, one who believes that he is smarter than the rest of us and so undetectable in the lifelong imposture that he is Al Gore and not merely an arrogant twerp trying to impersonate him. Every word that comes out of his mouth is hokey, and never more so than when he is trying to project sincerity. Even the announcement that he had decided not to run in 2004 was founded on the typically Gorean bit of hokiness that, although he himself was up for it and could have won, his supporters were still exhausted from the race of 2000 and would have allowed their desire for revenge to become the focus of the campaign.

But it is hard not to reflect that there is another point of comparison between the two former vice presidents. For I, like many on the Right, hate Gore the way that many on the Left hated Nixon. Maybe this is because, as Mr. Barone points out, neither were natural politicians. The obviousness of their labors when it came to acting their political parts was a constant reminder, especially to those not well disposed towards them in the first place, of their essential phoniness. In Nixon's case this led to the "Tricky Dick" and "used-car salesman" taunts which became self-fulfilling. It was arguably the hatred of his enemies which made Nixon what he was and led to the failure of his presidency. He saw it himself when he told David Frost that "I gave them" — meaning his enemies — "a sword." It was the hatred, which he reciprocated, which led to the paranoia which led to Watergate.

It is looking a long way ahead indeed to foresee some comparable disaster befalling a Gore presidency in 2013, but just in case we should try, brothers and sisters, in the spirit of the season, to refuse to hate Al Gore. This is all the easier now that he has taken himself out of the running, at least for the time being. And maybe, if we're nice to him, his presidential ambitions will quietly fade away instead of becoming impacted and inflamed by the frustrations of a man grown used to being loathed and despised by something close to half the population. In this case there is, perhaps, more of an element of self-interest in our forgiveness than a strict regard for Christian charity might prefer, but it is still, I think, quite difficult enough.

James Bowman is, among other things, movie critic of The American Spectator and American editor of London's Times Literary Supplement.

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