A Liberal Draws the Line

SAMUEL McCRACKEN

Had anyone told me, in 1968, that within three years I should be appearing in national review (save as a horrible example, and even that only in consequence of some unimaginable access of notoriety), I should have thought him ignorant of me, of the journal or possibly of both. But here I am, and not, I hasten to add, as a result of conversion—or whimsy— on the part of Mr. Buckley or myself. What this turn of events is a result of, as far as I understand the phenomenon, is both the occasion and the burden of my piece.

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SAMUEL McCRACKEN

Had anyone told me, in 1968, that within three years I should be appearing in national review (save as a horrible example, and even that only in consequence of some unimaginable access of notoriety), I should have thought him ignorant of me, of the journal or possibly of both. But here I am, and not, I hasten to add, as a result of conversion—or whimsy— on the part of Mr. Buckley or myself. What this turn of events is a result of, as far as I understand the phenomenon, is both the occasion and the burden of my piece.