Written by Jeffrey Lord
In every town large enough to house a college there is a faculty lounge at the back of which sits the local George Will, nursing his ever-present pipe and innumerable elitist delusions.
Because the actual George Will is a syndicated columnist, he can turn himself into an unprecedentedly and incorrigibly sniffy public preacher. It is his right to use his considerable intelligence as he pleases. His supercilious performance and its haughty disdain of civic life are costs of freedom that an open society must be prepared to pay.
Truman was not called “Give ‘em hell Harry” for nothing.
Actually, I really like George Will and have defended him in his recent bout with the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, the paper canceling Will’s syndicated column in a fit of political correctness.