Thanks to the Minuteman Library Network, I was able to get my hands on a copy of Bill Kauffman’s new book Look Homeward America: In Search of Reactionary Radicals. A sequel of sorts to his earlier work America First!, Look Homeward America is not so much a sustained political argument but a series of profiles of Kauffman’s beloved reactionary radicals: those independent types who dissent from the bipartisan consesus on corporate capitalism, big government, and globalist interventionism. To Kauffman, people like Dorothy Day, Wendell Berry, and Grant Wood represent the more authentic America: an America of quirky regionalists, agrarian pacifists, hippie militia members, and others who defy easy categorization as Left or Right.
LHA has been compared to Rod Dreher’s Crunchy Cons, which is apt in some ways. Both books make the case for a certain kind of localist traditionalism that seems endangered in an age of globalization and full spectrum dominance. But the thing I appreciate about Kauffman’s book is his willingness to tackle head on what he sees as a, if not the, main cause of our woes: the American empire. Kauffman is the American equivalent of a Little Englander; because he loves America he doesn’t want to see her dropping bombs on Baghdad or stationing troops on the Korean penninsula. To people who equate patriotism with supporting whatever war our leaders have decided to wage this will seem incomprehensible, but Kauffman wants to show that anti-militarism and suspicion of foreign wars is as American as apple pie.
Kauffman is a romantic and hardly advocates much of anything resembling a practical political program. His political ethos is a kind of leave-us-alone populism, seeing the common people, the real Americans, being constantly dragooned into pointless foreign wars and dead-end corporate jobs by the elite. I suspect he’d generally be in favor of a kind of devolution of power to the regional and local levels and has even written sympathetically about secession movements. His radicals are reactionary because they are attached to a particular place, people, and culture. And because of this particularity they cherish others’ particularity rather than being eager to spread their way of life via NATO or the IMF.
Now, as someone who has lived in four different states in the last six years, I’m not exactly in a position to commend localism and rootedness. And I do think Kauffman could have used a little more Benjamin Constant in his thinking; the tight-knit small town community can be stultifying and suffocating too. But Kauffman writes so lovingly about his eccentric radicals that it’s pretty hard not to get caught up in his enthusiasims. And for anyone who thinks patriotism might not only permit, but require, questioning preventive wars and the “unitary executive,” Kauffman has written a bracing reminder that America is larger (and more interesting) than the official specturm of opinion that runs from the Bushes to the Clintons might lead you to think.