If the Right’s great fissure is between libertarianism and nationalism, the Left’s great fissure is between the clinical and the filthy.
The old Marxist-Leninist Left understood itself to be at heart a scientific vanguard, and its hallmark images were well-scrubbed laboratories, spick-and-span factory floors, and sterile committee rooms — even its political prisoners were to be thoroughly hosed down. But the countercultural Left has always been something else, Dionysian in character. Its key images are a series of squatters’ camps — Woodstock, Occupy Wall Street, CHAZ. Allen Ginsberg and Peter Orlovsky didn’t talk about the people’s revolution over dinner — as …
This article appears as “The (Very) Personal Is Political” in the November 1, 2021, print edition of National Review.
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