Tag: Lincoln

Churchillian (or Yogi Berra) Drift

Churchillian (or Yogi Berra) Drift

Yogi Berra, 1950s

“If you don’t know the author of a choice quote, cred­it it to Churchill, Ein­stein, Lin­coln or Mar­tin Luther King, Jr.. Every­body will be impressed and they said so much that nobody will know the dif­fer­ence.”

I have been look­ing for a term to describe the numer­ous pot­ted, inac­cu­rate Churchill quotes: “A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth puts its trousers on” is big right now on Twit­ter. Also: “Suc­cess is not final, fail­ure is not fatal: it is the courage to con­tin­ue that counts.”

Then there is: “If I were your hus­band, I’d drink it,” Churchill’s alleged retort to Lady Astor’s threat to poi­son his cof­fee, which was most like­ly uttered by his friend F.E.

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Bill Buckley, Churchillian

Bill Buckley, Churchillian

William F. Buck­ley, Jr. recall­ing her father’s speech­es with Churchill Cen­tre Patron Lady Soames, Inter­na­tion­al Churchill Con­fer­ence, Boston, Novem­ber 1995.

In Right Time, Right Place, his new book about his life work­ing with Wil­i­iam F. Buck­ley, Jr. at Nation­al Review, Richard Brookhis­er aserts that WFB dis­liked Sir Win­ston. I queried Brookhis­er who replied: “WFB’s obit for Churchill in NR was notably grudg­ing, and reflect­ed I think his youth­ful Amer­i­ca First con­vic­tions.” As these two men are my only heroes liv­ing or dead, I was dis­ap­point­ed to see such an asser­tion from some­one who appar­ent­ly knew Buck­ley very well.…

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Jack French Kemp 1935-2009

Jack French Kemp 1935-2009

 

Jack Kemp, a 1993 pho­to inscribed to Har­ri­et and Michael Lang­worth

“DASH OF GREYHOUND, SLIPPING THONGS…”

On Eleuthera, where we live from Decem­ber to April, there was vast fas­ci­na­tion, as one might expect, in the recent U.S. Pres­i­den­tial elec­tion. One of the virtues of this Bahamas island far out in the Atlantic is that racism, in the sense we all know it in the so-called First World, doesn’t real­ly exist. On our easy-going trop­i­cal strand, amid the smiles of wel­com­ing locals and old friends who have known each oth­er for years, it just doesn’t seem to mat­ter whether the face in front of you is black or white.…

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