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Hyenas in Washington


by Karen Kwiatkowski

"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win."

~ Mahatma Gandhi

Conservatives and liberals alike are critical of neoconservative foreign policy, a creature crowned with empire envy and war-lust yet starkly naked of caution, conservatism or respect for sovereignty or human rights. We stand together in awe at the "creative destruction" invoked by the American Enterprise Institute’s Michael Ledeen when no other rationale for the occupation of Iraq survives.

With black humor, we call them neo-conmen, neandra-cons, neo-Jacobins or neo-fascists, searching for a title that matches the philosophy. We agree that new conservatives they’ve never been. Liberals won’t claim them either.

It can be amusing and educational to analyze and criticize the neo-conmen – on their good days. They have names like Max Boot – crisp with his highbrow contempt for American traditionalism and entertaining with his Orwellian name. Or Joel Mowbray, David Frum or Jonah Goldberg whose collective prose once waded through reveals naïve youngsters trying on maturity like long pants for the first time, and giggling about it. Not yet at home in the world of adults, but no doubt earnest hopefuls.

The older crowd of neoconservatives can be almost as much fun. Or at least they used to be before they got worried about the upcoming U.S. election, invasions of Syria and Iran slipping like sand between manicured fingers and the outrageous treachery of Spaniards. These days, the experience of watching Charles Krauthammer grouse on Sunday morning that "the next big war is Iran" – while even FOX’s Brit Hume looks on in amazement – is surpassed only by observing the ignominious Defense Policy Board departure of the grubby Richard Perle in a last ditch attempt to maximize consulting profits before it’s too late. George Will, whose recent column attacked even little old me, has gone so far downhill as an essayist that one thinks perhaps he should retire and make way for new blood. Bill Safire seems grumpier than ever, and even the charm of Grandpa Don Rumsfeld is getting strained and tense.