Monday, April 30, 2012

Queering Nixon: Left’s Undying Hatred Results in the Usual

By Nicholas Stix

Under the new dispensation, the most noble thing one can be is a homosexual.

Unless, that is, one is a Republican, and especially an anti-Communist, in which case one should be burned at the stake. So, hating homosexuals is not only to be tolerated, but to be celebrated, as long as they are the right kind of homosexuals.

This sort of thing is why I maintain that multiculturalism has no principles, only (momentary) loyalties and expediency.

Richard Nixon was a liberal Republican, who was to the left of Jack Kennedy on race and economics. But while Kennedy was every bit the hardline anti-Communist Nixon was, Kennedy was a Democrat. Besides, the latter’s assassination by the Communist Lee Harvey Oswald made the issue of Kennedy’s anti-Communism moot, and leftists—particularly Communists, like Oliver Stone—were then able to reconstruct a usable JFK, in which Kennedy was a raging leftist who was killed by a fascist conspiracy so immense.

But in addition being a Republican, the reason the Left was obsessed with destroying Nixon was that he was the man who brought traitor and Communist spy Alger Hiss to justice. The statute of limitations made it impossible to prosecute Hiss for treason, but Nixon got him convicted and imprisoned for perjury. Watergate was payback for that.

J. Edgar Hoover was also a conservative anti-Communist (as was almost half the country, while most of the rest of the country consisted of anti-Communist Democrats), and so the Hoover Hoax, consisting of fraudulent reports that he was a homosexual and transvestite, was fabricated as a form of historical revenge. Now the leftist rapists of history have moved on to Nixon. Eventually, they’ll get to Rudy Giuliani.

You don’t even have to have successfully prosecuted Communist traitors anymore, to earn eternal damnation from the Left. You just have to disagree with them… on anything.

Check out my running commentary of Daily News operative Philip Caulfield’s hit piece, and then James Rosen’s vastly superior review.

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Book digs up rumors of Richard Nixon’s gay affair
By Philip Caulfield
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Daily News

A new book by an ex-White House reporter claims that President Richard Nixon was a mobbed-up drunk who beat the First Lady and may have had a decades-long gay affair with a shady Miami-area businessman.

In the shocking new biography "Nixon's Darkest Secrets: The Inside Story of America's Most Troubled President," former United Press International Washington bureau chief Don Fulsom writes that Tricky Dick had mob ties for more than 20 years before he was elected in 1968 and lusted after his best pal, dashing Cuban-American playboy Charles (Bebe) Rebozo.

Nixon and Rebozo, who the feds believe laundered money for mob kingpins in Florida and Cuba, swam, sunbathed and dined together during guys-only vacations in exclusive Key Biscayne, Fla., and were once spotted [by whom?] holding hands under the table during a dinner with K Street power brokers, according to a report on the book in the Daily Mail.

Another Washington reporter told Fulsom that he once spotted a boozy Nixon nuzzling Rebozo "the way you'd cuddle your senior prom date."

The pair's friendship was no secret to Washington insiders, and the book claims that there were whispers that the two were more than just pals up until Nixon's death in 1994. (Rebozo was by his side. He died four years later.)

[N.S.: Nixon and Rebozo’s friendship was no secret to the public. But notice how Daily News operative Philip Caulfield equivocates on the meaning of “friendship.” After twice claiming they were gay, Caulfield speaks of the pair’s “friendship.” The whole world knew that Nixon and Rebozo were best friends—heck, I knew about it at the age of 10 or 11—so Caulfield has to be meaning something very different than “friendship.” In the following sentence, he speaks of “whispers,” which is really repetitious, at this point.]

White House aides at the time said Rebozo was nothing more than "the guy who mixed the martinis" and showed the notoriously stuffy Nixon how to hobnob, the Mail said.

The new book also charges that Nixon guzzled bathtubs of booze [That’s hardly news]— earning the name "Our Drunk" from his own staff — and abused First Lady Pat Nixon.

Fulsom writes that an aide had to coach Nixon on how to kiss Mrs. Nixon so that they'd come across as a loving couple, the Mail said.

[He means in public, for staged kisses. Like most people those days, the Nixons did not kiss in public. Heck, The Boss and I don’t kiss in public, and we live in a neighborhood where you never see married couples doing that!]

But behind closed doors, Nixon called his wife a “f------ b----” and often beat her before, during and after his presidency, the book claims.

[Behind closed doors, husbands and wives call each other many unendearing names. The claims as to Richard Nixon beating his wife are almost certainly hearsay and exaggeration, if not outright lies. Are Fulsom and Caulfield only writing for gays here, or for people who grew up in broken homes?]

Macmillan, the book's publisher, said that "Nixon's Darkest Secrets" is based on Fulsom's reporting during the Nixon administration, along with interviews with members of Congress, former White House staffers and others from the 37th President's inner circle.

He also covered the Johnson, Ford, Reagan and Clinton presidencies and teaches a course on the Watergate scandal at American University.

The Nixon Foundation has not commented on the book.

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Nixon’s Darkest Secrets by Don Fulsom
Reviewed by James Rosen
February 29, 2012
The Boston Globe

‘I never quite got over Richard Nixon,’’ writes Don Fulsom, a former United Press International Washington bureau chief, at the beginning of “Nixon’s Darkest Secrets: The Inside Story of America’s Most Troubled President.’’ This is one of the few indisputable assertions in what is otherwise, and easily, the most virulently hateful book about the 37th president ever written - and the worst. The latter distinction is no mere by-product of the former, but earned in its own right, by virtue of the author’s stunted and smarmy prose, and research that is at once highly selective and woefully sloppy.

There is no confirmed villainy or allegation of it, no unsubstantiated rumor or outright falsehood, no scrap of data damaging to Nixon, who resigned the presidency in 1974 and died two decades later, that Fulsom does not stoop to collect in this exhausting catalog. It hardly requires that one be an apologist for Nixon to be take [sic] aback by the unrelentingly negative - and often shamefully insinuative - tone of this book.

Fulsom begins by telling us that it was he, not Woodward and Bernstein, who first discovered that the Watergate burglars were working for the Nixon reelection campaign, a feat for which Fulsom never received due credit. From there we are treated, in bite-size chapters, to various Bad Nixons: Nixon the wife-beater; Nixon the racist; Nixon the homophobe, who was also Nixon the secret gay lover of longtime friend Charles “Bebe’’ Rebozo; Nixon the mastermind of assassinations; Nixon the mob puppet; Nixon the Teamster puppet; Nixon the puppet of Howard Hughes; and so on.

Attempting to document all this, Fulsom selectively cites a broad array of articles, books, tapes, and documents; but none of the papers or tapes appears to have been released pursuant to his own requests, and anyone well acquainted with the massive literature of the Nixon presidency will see - there is no other word for it - the trickery at work. One tip-off is Fulsom’s heavy reliance, in virtually every paragraph, on slippery phraseology that allows him to imply connections between people or to float sinister allegations without substantiating evidence: “Mob-linked,’’ “Mob ties,’’ “associate,’’ “organized crime connections,’’ “heavily involved with,’’ “a number of shady financial entanglements,’’ “reportedly,’’ “reputedly.’’

People and events parade by without definition or context. And in Fulsom’s footnotes, all sources are equally valid: Seymour Hersh and Stanley Kutler = Anthony Summers = Kitty Kelley = a “psycho-historian’’ who never met Nixon = the Oakland Tribune = Only a handful of original interviews appear to have been conducted for this book, all with fellow reporters, one of whom provided a blurb, and all to substantiate a claim that Nixon and Rebozo once held hands.

One could go on and on. Fulsom is the only chronicler of the Nixon presidency (1969-74) to spend more time on Lee Harvey Oswald than on Dwight D. Eisenhower, the only one to traffic so unapologetically in “widespread rumors,’’ and the only one to start off sentences with phrases such as “I’ll bet. . .’’

Even peripheral asides, such as the author’s assertions that Nixon “knew [Watergate conspirator E. Howard] Hunt’s background intimately,’’ or that “Dean’s photographic memory of events was totally confirmed’’ by the release of Nixon’s tapes, warrant correction. On the Watergate tapes, Nixon spoke in only the vaguest terms about Hunt and his background; the president evidenced enormous difficulty keeping the various players in the scandal, most of them a generation his junior, straight in his own mind. And Fulsom appears unaware of the Watergate special prosecutors’ own judgments regarding the celebrated recall of Dean, about whom they drafted, in March 1974, a memorandum titled: “Material Discrepancies Between the Senate Select Committee Testimony of John Dean and the Tapes of Dean’s Meetings With the President.’’

Absent from “Nixon’s Darkest Secrets’’ is Nixon, the man - and the Nixon presidency.

Readers will find here no nuanced consideration of a human soul, “troubled’’ or otherwise (more so than Kennedy? Or Lyndon Johnson? Or Lincoln?); no diplomatic opening to China or rescue of Israel in the 1973 Yom Kippur War; no creation of the Environmental Protection Agency or desegregation of the Southern school system. Four decades after Watergate first burst into the front pages, it would appear Nixon’s darkest secret was that he was nowhere near as bad as his most virulent detractors allege. No one ever is.


Baloo said...

Poor old Tricky Dick. They just can't resist mutilating his corpse. I've linked to this and commented on it here:

Anonymous said...

Funny, I thought being a three letter man was saintly.

Anonymous said...

There were numerous magazine articles in 1968-69 (when I was a college freshman) about Bebe Rebozo being Richard Nixon's best friend. The only criticism of this at the time I recall was it would be better if the best friend was a liberal intellectual.

Speaking of Lee Harvey Oswald, Vincent Bugliosi's 2007 book showed that Oswald was more than a garden variety Communist. Oswald would be perfectly at home with the left as it today.

David In TN

DJC said...

Hi Nicholas, I've pretty knowledgable about Richard Nixon so I tackled this book right out of the starting gate. I posted my review on in which I poke several holes in Donald Fulsom's faulty logic and slipshod gossipy revisionist ruminations. I attach a link below.

One of the many things Fulsom failed to do was listen to the private conversations between Richard Nixon and his friend Rebozo, as I have. These conversations are available to hear on the Nixon Library website, None of them suggest anything other than a friendship between the two. In fact, in one conversation an amused Nixon chides Rebozo for his womanizing.

Most interesting is that Don Fulsom the author makes an appearance in the commentary section provided for my review and at once begins to show anyone who happens across his comments on my review what a thoroughly dishonest, incompetent, and bizzare person appears to lie behind this nasty revisionist book.

The last thing I was able to discern was that several of Fulsoms friends and students are prividing gushing 5 -star reviews on Amazon for a book that nearly all National reviewers are panning. Check the names in the acknowledgements of the Fulsom book and you will see many of the same names providing 5-star cover for a book in which their own names appear as contributors.

Anonymous said...

Nixon - a queer?