One of my favorite journalists is a fellow by the name of H.L. Mencken. Famous for some of his witticisms, Mencken has, of course, been of late criticized by leftists who contend he’s a racist. But that’s a misinterpretation of the life of a man who grew up in the 19th century and witnessed the world change around him until his death in 1956. He was actually a vocal opponent of lynching and a critic of white supremacism.
Leftists probably seek to cancel Mencken because he predicted the period in which we are living, writing, “As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”
Mencken, born in 1880, was a journalist and satirist. He began writing for the Baltimore Sun in 1906, and was once considered among the most influential writers of his time, his columns dripping with wit, sarcasm, and critiques of American society.
It is his observations about government that I have come to love. Among those:
And long before I said that government has no business in education, Mencken wrote, “The most erroneous assumption is to the effect that the aim of public education is to fill the young of the species with knowledge and awaken their intelligence, and so make them fit to discharge the duties of citizenship in an enlightened and independent manner. Nothing could be further from the truth. The aim of public education is not to spread enlightenment at all; it is simply to reduce as many individuals as possible to the same safe level, to breed and train a standardized citizenry, to put down dissent and originality. That is its aim in the United States, whatever the pretensions of politicians, pedagogues and other such mountebanks, and that is its aim everywhere else.”
If you have never read any Mencken before today and these snippets inspire you to read more, remember this simple request from that gifted writer: “If, after I depart this vale, you ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost, forgive some sinner and wink your eye at some homely girl.”