During the holiday break (at least it was my holiday break, maybe not yours) snooty elitist New York magazine published an article by Joe Hagan about his adventures aboard the post-election National Review cruise on the S.S. Brutally Disappointed where he documented passengers – who ranged in color from alabaster to eggshell white as long as they stayed out of the noonday sun – commiserating with each other over the failure of the Republican party to woo enough of the dusky horde over to their side of the aisle in the previous weeks election.
So sad.
Some key scenes:
Then, at 3 p.m., the group gathered into the Showroom at Sea, a three-tiered amphitheater decorated in a bright-red Art Deco style, for the first of several sessions deconstructing the loss. Onstage were Reed, now in lime-green pants embroidered with pink swordfish and navy polo shirt with white piping on the collar; and Scott Rasmussen, the pollster who consistently overrated Romney’s chances of winning the election. Rasmussen blasted the assembled Republicans with one crushing statistic after another. The exit poll data, he said, “create a negative brand image of the Republican Party as a party that only cares about white people.”
The audience murmured unhappily.
“And that image is hurting among the youth,” he continued. “It is hurting across the culture. It is something that has to be addressed across the party. It has to be addressed. You can’t just wish it away.”
Reed expanded on the theme. “You can’t run and win a national election in an electorate that is becoming decreasingly white and increasingly minority and lose 80 percent of the minority vote,” he said. “That math just doesn’t add up.”
Rasmussen offered some friendly advice about approaching minorities. “You show them that you really care, you talk to them as grown-ups on a range of issues, you get them involved,” he suggested, “and you accept the fact that it’s a long-term investment. And you accept that you can learn as much from them as you can teach them.”
This was harsh medicine to reluctant patients, and afterward some of them made their discomfort known. “That depressed me!” one woman said. To my right, a man snapped, “That’s bullshit!”
The man was Bing West, former assistant secretary of Defense under Ronald Reagan, a former Marine and a National Review contributor.
West, mocking Rasmussen, said: “If you stupid Republicans weren’t so goddamn bigoted you would have won the election!”
His wife, Betsy, who bears a resemblance to Nancy Reagan, patted him on the back and apologized on his behalf, saying, “I don’t know why he said that. He’s usually not like that.”
…and then:
I met a man near the railing who was there as a caregiver for a 70-year-old National Review cruiser from Palm Desert, California. He was gay and seemingly liberal and had come on the cruise only to push his boss around in a wheelchair. As he smoked a cigarette, he recounted a conversation the two had about the ship’s largely Indonesian and Filipino staff.
BOSS: You notice none of the workers are white.
CAREGIVER: Except the managers upstairs.
BOSS: Well, that’s the way it should be.
Then, this happened:
The last event before cocktails and dinner was a lecture by Deroy Murdock, the only black National Review speaker. It was a curious outlier on the agenda, titled “How the Music of Memphis and Motown Helped Bury Jim Crow,” and set in a smaller, more intimate venue midship. Murdock was wearing a red satin dinner jacket and a black bow tie, presumably to look like a Motown singer. About 50 people attended, sitting on white leather lounge chairs, and there was a Rolling Stones tongue logo on a screen behind him as he cued up “Brown Sugar” on the sound system.
Murdock got the all-white crowd clapping along, including the venerable neoconservative intellectuals Norman Podhoretz and Midge Decter, who smiled broadly.
“Brown Sugar! / How come it tastes so good?”
When the music faded, Murdock, in a studious tone, read from his prepared notes: “It’s only rock and roll, but we like it!”
In his reading of racism in America, Murdock highlighted Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who he said promoted segregation in 1936. “He, of course, went on to great fame and fortune afterward,” he observed.
The Democrats, explained Murdock, have been “very active in keeping black people down” from 1860 to … 2012. “Go ahead and applaud if you agree with that,” said Murdock.
The audience sat up and clapped hard.
It is not clear whether the audience was agreeing that the Democrats were responsible for keeping the black man down or if they wholeheartedly approved of it. To be safe, let’s assume “probably both”.
But the real prize goes to Southern Belle Melissa O’Sullivan, wife of NR editor John O’Sullivan who triumphantly punches up a story about chatting up a snooty Austrailian nun with an “I should have said…” moment:
Melissa O’Sullivan, the Alabaman wife of John, wasn’t buying the idea that Republicans had alienated minorities. “We’ve invited them to join us!” she insisted.
Susan from Princeton granted that the Republican Party is “lily white and it’s a problem and it is messaging and Mitt Romney screwed up royally.”
But Ms. O’Sullivan again took umbrage. As everyone went silent, she recalled a conference she attended in Australia in which a liberal nun (who “didn’t even have the decency to wear a habit”) criticized America for its “inner-city racism.” Offended, Ms. O’Sullivan recounted what she wished she’d said to this nun:
“Pardon me, madam, but I have been in your country of Australia for ten days and the only Aborigines I’ve seen have been drunk on the street, and at least if we were in my country they would be serving the drinks at this conference!”
Brava! Everyone! A toast! “M-Fer, I want more iced tea!“on the Lido deck ….




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May they continue to lose elections for the rest of my lifetime, and in increasing numbers.
My only concern is that some of them are smart enough to put a “D” after their names and push the Democratic party further to the right.
We need to get the money out of politics, or we will never solve this problems.
Did that sartorial description in the first passage refer to RALPH Reed? I may never be able to eat again– the mental picture of that outfit, plus Reed’s smarmy shit-eating grin, has permanently nauseated me.
We need to transfer the money out of the Republican Party (looks like Dick Army knows how to do that really well!) and put it back into the Democratic Party where it belongs.
This group of entitled assholes cannot become extinct fast enough.
“ He’s exactly like that, as is 98% of the Republican Party, which is why he said it.
They’ve internalized the Southern Strategy so deeply it’s no longer a conscious thought process with them.
“Brown sugar”??? really?? this is a joke, right?
De Riguer for the poop deck. Oh, and it’s buoyant as well – just like the poop.
@ debg–Yes, it refers to Ralph Reed. Don’t shoot me, I’m just the messenger.
Can you imagine being on such a cruise? To be surrounded by Jonah Goldberg and his lot, on one side, and by people who want to be surrounded by them on the other? To observe the spectacle of Norman Podhoretz and Midge Decter smilingly clapping along to “Brown Sugar”? It’s dollars to doughnuts you would end up gasping in horror, as Mia Farrow does in Rosemary’s Baby, “This is no dream. This is really happening!”
#whitepeople
Does the National Review actually make any money with this cruse?
“Fuck you! I got mine!” Sing it loud, sing it proud you Grandpa Old Partiers!
Whaaa? So how many Native Americans does this bitch have kowtowing & “serving drinks” to her daily are her lily-white KKuntry Klub?? Nasty, stupid, ignorant, shitheaded cretinous bitch. Hope “her kind” stays in “charge” of the RepubliKKKan party forevah… and evah.
P.S. I lived downundah many years ago and knew quite a few Aboriginals, but Mrs WHITE O’Sullivan wouldn’t have liked them either because they were professionals in so-called “white collar” jobs. Can’t have the “help” doing that either.
How is it that conservative wives all sound like Ann Romney?
Well. Maybe it’s that these are all elites and this is a form of performance art. Or sarcastic inner reflection or something we, as common people, do not “get”….
Does Ralph Reed get fashion advice from Aaron Schock? It would be irresponsible not to speculate…
Why, oh why, didn’t the cruise offer a “swimming with the sharks” seminar?
If somebody in my old neighborhood had dressed in “lime-green pants embroidered with pink swordfish and navy polo shirt with white piping on the collar” he would have walked home with those pants around his ankles and the shirt shoved where the sun don’t shine.
Now the guy with the satin dinner jacket and bow tie would have been cool.
I grew up in Detroit, we knew about fashion.
Jesus Christ wearing a Barry Goldwater button, this has to be out of the republican version of The Onion!
Part of the Stepford Wife training. They’re threatened with replacement by actual robots if they don’t conform.
I grew up in that BS. They’re never going to understand why I left, my brother left, our wives left and none of our children are interested in going back… It’s as if they have tin ears, one and all…
Even had I been with these insufferably privileged people as part of an archeologist’s thesis research project, I would have jumped overboard by the second day, or the minute I saw those pants. Instead of going the “Let’s try and invite the darkies into our orbit”, route, I’m surprised they didn’t get down to brass tacks, all George Will-y, and just admit that ‘some people’ just shouldn’t have the franchise. It dilutes the purity of our beautiful party politics.
And remember folks, this a group where Jonah Loadberg is considered the young, hip kid with all those fancy new ideas to bring the GOP into the 20th century!
I’m surprised they weren’t led in a chorus of “Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen”.
We don’t have to “solve it.” It’s solving itself. By 2042 it’s expected that white people will be a minority (less than 50%) ethnic group. Whites will still be the largest group, but they’ll be less than 50%.
Every year, like a retreating glacier, the white-power Republicans get smaller and smaller and smaller.
Wingnuts discover that statistics involves real math instead of smoke and mirrors. It seems to be a common misconception among legacy admissions to the ivy league.
Was there pie after dinner? And more importantly, did the help shit in it?
I don’t know if we should be glad these stories jumped ship. I will say that 2040 can’t come soon enough, and maybe like glaciers, we are misunderestimating the probability that their days are even more numbered. Cuz this climate change can’t wait.
Guess the seminars about voter suppression were for VIP’s only, wearing all those elitist gang signs like yellow stars, pink moons and green clovers. Sounds charming.
Great writing TBogg. You have captured the nature of the intellectual characters of the GOP precisely.
Remember this is the bunch that became so enamored with the Alaskan hockey mom Palin. I wait breathless, to see what they come up with next.
And then hit Golderg in the face with it?
“This group of entitled assholes cannot become extinct fast enough.”
I would prefer that as many of these moments as possible , in the spirit of Mitt’s 47% remarks, be videotaped and placed on u-tube. This sort of mindless hubris is truly the gift that keeps on giving.
Not only are the Rethugs in trouble with the fast growing Hispanic and Asian population,they also lost women by 11 points.As long as they are the party that would criminalize all abortions(GOP platform) or 98%(Romney) they will continue to lose women by big numbers.
I read that entire long, painful review and I couldn’t help but note the irony in which conservatives love to call Liberals “unAmerican” but I had never heard so much concentrated unAmericanism going on than was in that review. Just abominable.
I disagree with all the vitriolic commentary. I feel they should enjoy a last cruise into the sunset, as that is the current trajectory of their Party.
It is a cruel mercy that William F. Buckley didn’t live to see his Party come to this.
And B, ??
Cruel mercy? Lovely, but honestly, Buckley deserved all this and more for his “intellectual” dishonesty.
A new strategy has emerged!!!
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who he said promoted segregation in 1936. “He, of course, went on to great fame and fortune afterward,”
In true Repug form, not one word of that statement is true. Also, too, I’m pretty sure the Roosevelt’s had “fame and fortune” long before 1936.
The main things he went on to after 1936 was WWII and dying in 1945.
Do NOT go to the article then – the intro pic is Ralph Reed wearing only swim trunks and sunglasses. The other pix are just as disturbing.
Short, shameful confession: James Lileks was one of my roomies in college. And this should come as no surprise: his dad paid for his education, as well as his room and board.
You just upped my nausea to “immortal.” I feel like the characters in Torchwood’s Miracle Day episodes where people can’t die, no matter how sick they are. Cart me off to the ovens, please.
It’s too bad this cruise was in the tropics. Justice would require that they ship hit an iceberg and sink … with everyone but the crew aboard. (I’d bet that the crew would set the autopilot to send it into the iceberg, then quietly abandon ship.)
On 1 & 3, no doubt.
And he was a dick even then because?
Fill us in!
Like any human being, Lileks was (and still is ) a package of contradictions and ambiguities. Is it possible to be completely self-absorbed and yet completely self-unaware? Having lived with Lileks and observed him at close range, I can say “YES”, with complete conviction. He was thoughtful (within limits) , delightfully witty, and his taste in music was exquisite. At the same time, he was quite naive and (like I said) self-unaware. When the mathematics of relationships moved from arithmetic to calculus, he was completely lost. We would nod empathetically as he recounted his travails with his girlfriend, and then, after he left our company, we would laugh until the tears rolled down our cheeks. To sum up, Lileks wasn’t a complete dick, although he now plays one at the National Review.
I may vomit. There’s not enough brain bleach in existence to get that image out of my head.
I have a family member who works for this particular cruise line. He/She works in a position where they are afforded all access and he/she would let me know in advance when these charters were taking place. I would go down on the embark day and marvel at wack a doodles and then go on board for the pre-debark lunch. I would sit at a table (usually 8 to 10 people)and listen to the “conservative star” pontificate to the rest of my drooling table mates. The NRO douche bags had special name tags and one time it was VD and one time it was Nordlinger. Very boring. I would then hit the ice cream bar a few times and once I followed a particularly obnoxious couple to their stateroom, took notice of their stateroom number, then went down to the lido where I then ordered two Heineken’s on their room number.
Good times.
One more thing, they are shitty tippers and the ships crew can’t stand either the NRO or the Templeton Tours charters.