THE NOCKIAN SPIRIT LIVES:

"The Conservative Spirit" (William F. Buckley, Jr., Keynote Address, The Philadelphia Society, 40th! Anniversary Gala, Chicago, Illinois April 30, 2004)

I noticed some months ago the remark of a cosmopolitan Englishman who had been asked about persistent British unemployment, which had sat there for many years at about 10 per cent. He said that all that those figures revealed was that some of his fellow citizens preferred not to work. “I think,” he said, “that unemployment is something we can afford.”

Well of course it is, and we in America can “afford” subsidies of various kinds, which is different from saying that, in detached thought, we approve exactions from the public purse extrinsic to safety and justice.

Adam Smith did teach us that we correctly impose upon the state the burden of paying for public monuments.

The image sneaks its way into the imagination: Are the unemployed, in an expanded focus, entitled to pass as a monument to what an affluent society can sustain? As a kind of testimonial to its latitudinarian impulses?

The easiest answer to that question, and almost certainly the correct one, is No. Such extensions of what Adam Smith acknowledged as social embellishments are the business not of the state, but of the YMCA. Still, a fugitive thought to take to bed tonight—or another night, tonight’s thought being reserved for gratification at having spent time in one another’s company.

So we must sleep well, even though there are always grounds for discouragement. But those who, staring the data hard in the face, are driven to inconsolability, do well to guard against that temptation.

Richard Posner observed in a column in the Wall Street Journal on Wednesday that conservatives have a duty to be cheerful, because we have no right to be disappointed by failures, knowing as we do about the limitations of the state, and the weaknesses of human beings. Mr. Posner is surely correct, and surely that counsel of his shone always through the face and the attitude toward life of Don Lipsett.

We have many forebears; Albert Jay Nock is but one, and his investment in pessimism is not for us. In later years I have come to admire Mr. Nock more for how he said what he had to say, than for what he had to say.

We are devoted here to the proposition that what we do and say and write does matter, does have effect. Mr. Nock wrote in the closing pages of his book Our Enemy the State, “I would be the first to acknowledge that no results of the kind which we agree to call practical could accrue to the credit of a book of this order, were it a hundred times as cogent as this one—no results, that is, that would in the least retard the State’s progress in self-aggrandizement, and thus modify the consequences of the State’s course.”

But manifestly there has been a slowing down of statist impositions, even if not on the scale the Philadelphia Society seeks. Mr. Nock was the total platonist in respect of what can be achieved on earth. As for the efforts all of us here undertake, we “might indeed,” in his language, “be thought bound to do [such things] as a matter of abstract duty.” He says of the remnant that they—we—do indeed “have an intellectual curiosity, sometimes touched with emotion, concerning the august order of nature”—never mind that what we do is of no purpose.

But of course it does have purpose.

Mr. Buckley is a bit unfair to Nock, who, after all, succeeded admirably in Isaiah's job. Hard to fault him too much for being too humble to realize that the American people harbored a sufficient remnant to reverse the slide of the 30's. No other Western nation did.

Posted by Orrin Judd at May 12, 2004 10:20 AM