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Richard B. SchwartzTop Contributor: Philosophy
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4.0 out of 5 stars Actually, four and a half stars.
Reviewed in the United States on July 26, 2019
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This is an interesting and challenging book. It argues that democracy (particularly in its more militant forms) is the enemy of the individual (i.e. individualist) and that we need a great deal more individualism, particularly in an era of mob politics fueled by social media.

KDW exemplifies this individualism; in part the book is a response to his being fired by the ATLANTIC because of his pro-life views. That individualism (for those who are not yet familiar with his work) is also exhibited through a gonzo style replete with vulgar expletives and over-the-top expressions. This is, by turns, exhilarating and embarrassing. Many of his targets may deserve a none-too-subtle bludgeoning but in the backs of our heads we hear the old admonition that profanity is the attempt by the feeble mind to express itself forcibly. Since some of his targets will be shared by the reader there will be some mitigation of these excesses. Marc Lamont Hill . . . ok . . . but St. John the Evangelist? Some of his heroes of individualism are also dubious, e.g., Milton's Satan. He was a hero to the romantics, of course, but the romantics are (unlike KDW) feelers rather than thinkers; the only real thinker in their midst is Coleridge, whose thought is often derivative. The Satan as hero notion was long ago demolished by C.S. Lewis but Satan's intellectual failure is manifest in every line he speaks. He is a Manichaean but God is not. This very large fact should not have been overlooked. Feelers may find him to be a hero but thinkers cannot.

I found several notions of particular interest, first, the degree to which ideologues are delusional:

" . . . someone should break the bad news to Antifa and their imitators online and in the real world: There isn't any Nazi menace lurking in the United States. And the play-acting on that score would be embarrassing for thirteen-year-olds—for thirty-two year-olds, it's delusional and neurotic. There is no secret cabal of Cultural Marxists out there; patriarchy is a figure of speech; white supremacy is not the American zeitgeist" (p. 140).

This is coupled with the famous declaration by Eric Hoffer:

"Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life" (p. 141). The lonely and forgotten try to find meaning by associating themselves with a crusade replete with grievances. Hence we get mass movements.

This reinforces Fukuyama's point with regard to nations. They seek thymos, recognition. As we say in smaller ambits: people seek attention who would otherwise not receive it. KDW sees this in Henry Adams' insight:

"'Politics is the systematic organization of hatreds,' and those hatreds are based on status. Status is at the root of envy, jealousy, covetousness, spite, ressentiment, and—consequently—politics" (p. 156).

This is all exacerbated by social media and that is where we now find ourselves. I think he is right and I applaud his having the courage to say so. We are, he says, on the "Road to Smurfdom," a land of small, blue people at a time when we require mass quantities of independent thinking.

Four and a half stars (because his style is delightful 90% of the time but sometimes gets in the way of his very significant arguments).
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DMH
5.0 out of 5 stars Important and entertaining: Book of the year.
Reviewed in the United States on July 24, 2019
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The Smallest Minority is an astonishing, exhilarating read. I have never read anything quite like it. On the one hand it is a modern “Politics and English Language”, demonstrating how the corruption of language has lead to the corruption of thought. But this book is more important: It’s a slap in face to all of us who have been cowering under the shade of the collective. Williamson, through what he writes and how he writes is reminding us of our humanity, of the strength and beauty that is each of us, singular. His attack on the cowardice of our culture and politics is a warning, but a laugh out loud warning. At turns, learned, biting, hilarious, this book is essential for those of us who want to live in the sun.
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RCHEV
5.0 out of 5 stars Thank god for Kevin Williamson
Reviewed in the United States on July 25, 2019
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This fella was too hot for Mrs. Jobs and the Atlantic magazine to handle--read this and you'll see why. KW has elevated invective to new literary heights, but underneath the shit-kickin' are some uncomfortable truths that both the denizens of the left and right need to consider as they rush the United States into disunity and the cultural civil war.

You may or may not agree with him (doubtful he would give a damn), but read this, if nothing, else, for a tour of good ol' American grumpiness, sort of H.L. Mencken updated for the internet age. You'll be rewarded--and, at the least, you'll put your bucks to good use making Mrs. Jobs nervous.
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Ed H.
3.0 out of 5 stars Very interesting ideas but low marks for style
Reviewed in the United States on July 30, 2019
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I very much wanted to like this book. I have enjoyed Mr. Williamson’s writing in National Review and very often find myself in agreement with his views. His columns are always on-point and he states his case clearly and consistently. I wanted to like this book but I was somewhat disappointed. Not so much in the content as with the style.

I was 40-50 pages in before I could see something approaching ‘a point’ and often I wanted to take out a pair of scissors and clip/rearrange paragraphs into a more cohesive narrative. Proper editing can do wonders.

Then there is the matter of footnotes. Footnotes are wonderful things. Citation footnotes are almost a necessity for a work to be considered academically worthy. Comments are okay, if not too heavy-handed or voluminous. However, the footnotes in this book were too many and too long. Often they consume as much as half the page and in at least one case, more. When comment footnotes are this copious it indicates something missing from the text. If the author needs to spend so much effort to comment on his own work, perhaps he should reexamine the text. If I remember correctly, I was about 120 pages in before I saw two consecutive pages without footnotes. I also feel that a book that contains so many citations (and rightly so), should leave them until the end.

The subtitle of the book, “Independent thinking in the age of mob politics”, would seem to suggest there would be some kind of lesson to be learned or perhaps a method or mindset to be adopted to allow one to cope in the current political/social ‘us against them’ environment. You will find no such formula in this book. Mr. Williamson states the problem but offers no hope and seems to indicate that things will only get much worse, with no promise of them ever getting better.

In spite of the issues I had with the book, it was still a very worthy read and I continue to look forward to Mr. Williamson’s future writings.
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Grantus
2.0 out of 5 stars Disappointing
Reviewed in Australia on November 4, 2019
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This reads like a book by a reasonably educated man who's becoming more intoxicated as he writes it. It starts out occasionally witty, then gets punchy, then gradually descends into angry man lashing out, swinging at the air and aggressively shouting hatred at those he dislikes. That's disappointing.
There was something interesting happening early on, then it lets you down. The author displays an uncontrolled, demonic hatred of President Trump, whose role and actions are barely relevant to the content of the book. The author has a right to dislike anybody, but embarking on an off-topic word-salad rage in print is not particularly edifying. It gets angrier from there.
This shows a lack of polish and self control - both of which a writer requires. Later having rightly lambasted the media for some flaws, he then launches into a glowing hagiography of the NYT - in almost grovelling tribute language of someone yearning for a job offer. That's embarrassing. It's a rollercoaster ride from angry hatred to needy sycophancy and back again.
You put the book down suspecting that (i) Donald Trump once turned him down for a job and he's never forgiven or forgotten, and (ii) he wants a job with the NYT but they haven't offered him anything yet. That's not what the book description promised. I gave up in the final throes - it wasn't worth my time any more. How sad, as the topic did have potential.
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