As a fan of satire, I actually like the writing style of P.J. O’Rourke even if I don’t agree with his politics. Never mind his sometimes-right-wing, sometimes libertarian, anti-left and anti-environment views. Because they’re almost always- and admittedly- written in a state of alcohol or drug induced mania, they can be easily dismissed as nonsensical and politically-not-logically motivated. His motto appears to be the long-standing credo of TV news: I know what I know. Don’t confuse me with the facts.
When I was going through some airport somewhere a couple of weeks ago, I saw his tome to conservatism “All the Trouble in the World” on the shelf. Having run out of solar power magazines and weary of Aldo Leopold, I decided to give it a go. I’d forgotten it was written during the 1990s: the post-Reagan recession, high-rolling Clinton years when America was prosperous and peaceful and the Republicans hated every minute of it.
When you read it now 15 years later, it seems as if O’Rourke was living in a fantasy world where the world’s “problems” were easily explained as natural and that the U.S. should not only not do anything about them- we should actually exploit them. Overpopulation, environmental destruction, economic and political oppression were all easily dismissed as stuff that just happens and that anyone who was concerned about it all was just an idiot and a sissy. I’ll give him an A for effort: he went to Bangladesh, Bosnia, the Amazon, even Vietnam and all sorts of places to try and find faint reflections of his virulent capitalist and militaristic worldviews.
Even as he spewed his sort-of-right-wing-mostly-contrived-pre-Fox News bile all over Hillary Clinton (apparently, she wouldn’t sleep with him), Al Gore, environmentalists and anyone who actually cares about anything, he tells the reader that he’s been drinking or doing a lot of drugs and that it was probably better to be like that than to be sober and know what you’re talking about. If I want to read the ravings of a drunken bonehead, I’ll take Dylan Thomas.
Ironically and in 20/20 retrospect, the 1990s and the Clinton years were the last when America was considered the strongest nation on Earth, the most benevolent, we led in high tech, education, wealth- heck, Muslims even still liked Disney (to borrow an O’Rourke sentiment). O’Rourke, it turns out, was so wrong that his attempt at satirizing those times is even funnier now, especially when we ALL know what happened after them. His struggle to find a niche as a “cool” Republican has failed miserably just as his fellow right-wing nutbags found out during the disastrous Bush-Cheney years that they had virtually everything wrong: so wrong that even Dick Cheney is attacking Bush now to apparently distance himself from the tragic truth, a lifelong ambition of The Dick’s.
If America’s right wingers would just come back to Earth out of their heavenly hazes, they would see that their brand of oppressive, dictatorial Christian-capitalist autocracy is not only wrong, it’s bad for everybody especially themselves. And P.J. O’Rourke- former hippie, writer for Rolling Stone and disavowed leftist- might be persuaded to switch affiliations again, this time from irrelevant crank to credible commentator.
Truthfully, at this point in his career, he’s probably better off drunk, sitting in chair watching TV, with his typewriter (which he still uses to write) safely out of reach.