For
my old friend Hugh Hewitt, a thought experiment:
It's
the middle of the night. I steal into your house
not by jimmying a lock, but with the
connivance of Mrs. Hewitt, who, amused by my
plan, leaves the side door ajar and slip
silently to your bedside. Then, suddenly, I
switch on a flashlight and shake you awake,
shouting a summary of the candidates' positions:
"Schwarzenegger's
pro-choice! When he announced his candidacy
everybody thought he'd come out for school vouchers,
but now he's nixed vouchers instead. Yeah, sure,
Hugh, Schwarzenegger says he's against
new taxes, but who really knows? The first thing
he did was make Warren 'Taxes-Need-to-be-Raised-Not-Cut'
Buffet his economic adviser, and since then
he's spent the whole campaign refusing to take
the no-new-taxes pledge.
"McClintock?
Hugh, he's right on all the social issues, he's
in favor of vouchers, and he's against tax hikes
in a way that nobody doubts. That sucker'll
go to Sacramento and force the legislature to
cut spending. And when he's done with
that, McClintock will propose a constitutional
amendment to cap the state budget so we never,
ever get into a mess like this again.
"Quick,
Hugh. Before you wake up and remember all those
nasty things you've been saying about McClintock.
Which candidate do you support?"
You
look at me perplexed for a moment, then shrug,
yawn, roll over, and go back to sleep. But in
the last moment before surrendering to unconsciousness,
you mouth a single phrase. It is not a phrase
in support of Schwarzenegger.
How
do I know that in your heart you support Tom
McClintock? Because you've as much as said so
yourself. The single argument you've advanced
against McClintock is that he can't win. You've
done so, for the most part, with style and wit,
but lately you've begun to sound strident, like
a man attempting to convince himself he's right
when a little voice keeps telling him he's wrong.
Listen
to that voice, Hugh.
Otherwise,
you'll be making a fundamental mistake. The
future is not closed or predetermined, but unknowable,
contingent, and open-ended, and that open-endedness
is especially characteristic of politics. When
I joined you on your radio show a couple of
weeks ago, you informed me that McClintock could
never win the support of more than 10 percent
of Californians. According to the latest L.A.Times
poll, McClintock is now at 18 percent
and he's beating Schwarzenegger among independents
by 28 to 14 percent. And whereas just a couple
of weeks ago the e-mails I received from readers
of NRO were running three-to-one in favor of
Schwarzenegger, by last weekend they had begun
running two-to-one in favor of McClintock, a
ratio that by this weekend had become four-to-one
in favor of McClintock. McClintock is gaining,
Hugh and fast.
Yes,
Schwarzenegger still holds an overwhelming advantage
in name recognition and money, and if he retains
his lead in the polls two weeks from now, then
I too will adopt the Hewitt position, calling
on McClintock to get out of the race. But in
the meantime? Even if he fails to overtake Schwarzenegger
in the polls, McClintock will impose discipline
on Arnold's campaign. But it is McClintock,
not Schwarzenegger, who is running just the
kind campaign you've been advocating, concentrating
on the need to fix the budget without
raising taxes. McClintock is the man with a
message. He's the candidate who's moving people.
And he might just pull it off.
Go
ahead, Hugh. You'll feel better. Speak in the
broad light of day the words I know you'd speak
in the dark of the night: "McClintock for
governor."
Peter Robinson,
research fellow at the Hoover
Institution and host of Uncommon
Knowledge on PBS, is author, most recently,
of How
Ronald Reagan Changed My Life. Robinson
is a frequent contributor to NRO's weblog, "The
Corner."