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Unique interpretation June 16, 2007 M. Parks (Washington, DC) 150 out of 160 found this review helpful
This only being the third book I've read on Woodrow Wilson's political thought, I was struck by its argument--Wilson subverted the ideas of the Founders by his progressivism and his progressive thought is consistent throughout his writings (cf. Thorsen). Arguing that Wilson significantly diverged from the political thought of the Founders, Pestritto is critical of Wilson and brings to bear upon his argument insightful context that had a substantial influence upon Wilson's intellect. Pestritto is convincing throughout and each of his chapters are clearly organized so that the reader easily follows. One thing I had a hard time buying was the weight he gave Hegel in Wilson's thought. Nevertheless, the book is deeply read in the primary literature and is conversant with the secondary. I found it helpful in writing a paper and looking for how to approach Wilson's writings, in terms of specific pieces and interpretation, and where to look for other sources.
More of What I Didn't Learn in History March 17, 2009 Patrick Nolan (Columbia, SC USA) 100 out of 105 found this review helpful
This is a well-documented and eye-opening examination of a forgotten (suppressed?) period in presidential politics and American history.
Scholarly, but not pedantic, it peels the onion-layers off of Wilson's political ideology, exposes its Hegelian historicist roots, and cogently supports Jonah Goldberg's claim that "it has happened here." Fascism, that is.
Moreover, by demonstrating that Wilson's thorough-going racism, disdain for the constitution and the principles it was based on, were firmly anchored in (Hegelian) progressivism, it makes one wonder why anyone would willingly claim the title of "progressive" today.
Have a pen handy for underlining passages, find a comfortable chair, and enjoy the ride!
Wilson's philosophical foundation of thought. June 1, 2009 Robert Stevens (Guilford, CT, USA) 51 out of 51 found this review helpful
While also reading one of the commonly acknowledged biographies of Wilson, I came across this book. The biography presents Wilson's social life in great and tedious detail, but says very very little about who he was and why he did what he did. Pestrito's book correct this defect. Wilson believed in the supremacy of The State above the individual. He was educated by Historicists who did not believed the Theory of Natural Rights as embodied in the Declaration and the Constitution. They latched on to Darwinism and corrupted it into a vision of perfection of mankind through perfection of the State. This book makes clear the roots of the philosophy but tells the story in clear and readily understandable terms. It is a page turner, not a sleep inducer. I would heartily recommend it for those interested in the intellectual history of the modern era.
folly is old October 12, 2009 Alexander R. Hicks (Sylmar, Calif.) 43 out of 46 found this review helpful
The title of the book tells all: Woodrow Wilson and the Roots of Modern Liberalism. Dr Pestritto does not say that `Liberalism is a good thing'. Nor does he say that it is a bad thing. He merely states that it is, and shows how it came to be in these States, largely due to the efforts of one Thomas Woodrow Wilson, Ph. D. (Johns Hopkins). It is not Dr P's desire or intent to pass judgment on Dr W's cogitations or the value of them; all he does is track their evolution, and convolutions, and how they grew and bore something akin to fruit. Whatever your political preferences, and mine will become increasingly obvious as you read this review, you will learn from this volume how Dr Wilson's largely derivative political thought evolved, and how he influenced `progressive' politicians amongst his contemporaries, and continues so to do until this very now. It is interesting to note that as an hundred years ago, so to-day: that those who would rule us have taken to calling themselves `progressive' rather than `liberal'; as the latter has become a term of opprobrium, whilst `progress' is still thought of as a Good Thing though toward what we are progressing is left undefined. Progressives owe Dr Wilson an immense debt of gratitude, and should erect a statue in his honour. Conservatives, on the other hand - those who love the Constitution, the Declaration of Independence, and appreciate liberty - might do well to learn from him, however much they may yearn to see him hanged, for if one knows the plans of one's foes one is far better equipped to foil them.
Five stars are all that are allowed; I would give ten, and more if asked.
Now, I shall doubtless meander a good deal, in this review, for I am old and a fool, and rambling is one of the compensations God grants old fools. Dr Pestritto did not meander. Nor did he declare judgment upon Dr Wilson. He let Mr Wilson do that. There are men, even down to our time, who admire Woodrow Wilson extravagantly, and extol him as a True Visionary. They are mostly Scholars, when they are not Politicians pilfering from his political philosophy...as many, I warrant, as there are men who excoriate him as a Scoundrel or a Socialist or some other form of bad man. Then there are those like unto Dr Pestritto, who allow Dr Wilson or his shade to speak for himself, and thus leaving us, the readers, to draw our own conclusions. Out of his own mouth, or from his own pen, does Wilson beatify or damn himself. Hurrah, then, for Dr P! for he pays us the immense compliment of acknowledging that we might indeed possess the blessing of ratiocination! So few scholars, specially Historians, do so: they are always, in volumes of a thousand pages, telling us what really happened, what X really meant, and what we ought to believe about it all if we were but be as seeming wise and virtuous as they.
By compiling citations from Wilson's writings, and arranging them by broad subjects, Dr Pestritto does us all a service, not the least in sparing us from having to read all that stuff ourselves. What emerges is a portrait of Woodrow as Woodrow probably saw himself, if the warts be left out of the image in the mirror. It is not my place, or even my intent, to psycho-analyse Woodrow Wilson, all dead as he is (though so doing is the province of many writers, to-day), but what leaps out at one is the ineluctable fact that Wilson, almost from the cradle, was burthened with a large and inconvenient ego which kept him from using his not inconsiderable intellectual gifts as wisely and fruitfully as he might otherwise have done. All his writings and pronunciamentos might well be summarized in thios wise: `I believe (or feel; there is the sense of feeling rather than thinking in much of what he wrote) that Thus-and-such is so, and since I know myself to be wise beyond the measure of men, it is indeed and in very deed So, the facts be damned, and I shall avaunt banner and lead the masses to the Truth...or force them if they will not follow...and the facts be damned!'
Dr Wilson, we are told, was shocked! - shocked! - to find that Congress was corrupt and conniving; that laws were not made in open debate, but in secret and probably smoke-filled committee-rooms. Or so he maintained when plumping for a system modeled upon the British Parliament, In so stating, Dr Wilson did not penetrate anything the cow could not have penetrated, nor did he discover the heart of a secret hidden away since the beginnings of the world; he merely stated the obvious, or what any sane man in possession of his five wits and seven senses could have stated, and better, namely: He who purports to rule us will lie when he can get away with it, mislead when the opportunity arises, and always act in direct opposition to his proclaimed word. At least it was to Wilson's credit that he made public, or as public as the writings of a deservedly obscure academic manqué could be, his findings, and offered a sort of answer.
To deal with the evolution of Wilson's political views, as outlined by Dr Pestritto, is illuminating as a lesson for our times. Wilson, it would appear, never had an original idea. If he was a scoundrel, he was a derivative scoundrel, and invented no new scoundrelry himself. He much admired Bismarck and the Prussian system, as shown by his advocacy of a vast, permanent, life-tenured, nameless, faceless bureaucracy through which the people are to be ruled; he followed Hegel as closely as he might...and lapped up the other German philosophers as a cat laps milk. This was not uncommon in Wilson's time, amongst those with pretensions to intellectuality. What appealed most to Wilson, it seems, was the order and conformity of the Hegelian state, a state supreme over its subjects, which was assumed to represent the `popular will'. If he had ever heard of Keyserling's `Führerprinzip' he would have swallowed it whole, and with loud whoops. Wilson referred often to `the People' - almost as often as he referred to `the force of History' - but it would seem he knew nothing of the former, and precious little of the latter.
As to the People, they exist only to be ruled by the State; the State is there to to rule them as shall be determined by the Leader; the Leader is there to see that it happens. Wilson could and often did contradict himself in the same sentence. The People were sovereign and all-knowing, perhaps, but at the same time did not know their own will, what was Good For Them, the Greatest Good for the Greatest Number, so wanted a Leader, a Great Orator, who would with bombast and bull-dust tell them what they wanted. If they did not agree, with appropriate shouts and gestures, the Leader would give it them anyway, cramming it down their throats if need be. For the Leader, and the Leader alone, knows this will: the will of his omnipresent, omnipotent, omniscient Juju, HISTORY, the Spirit of the Age, and lo! it had been given to St Woodrow to discover and translate the golden tablets of this deity, and interpret them for the less fortunate. A few moments' clear thinking would have sufficed to show that History has the exasperating habit of seeming to go all in one direction just long enough to fool us into thinking we can figure out where it is going, then swerving off in a new and unexpected direction...the trick G. K. Chesterton called `Cheat the Prophet'. And if ever a prophet were cheated, it is poor Woodrow. He may have had many virtues, but he lacked two of the chiefest: humility and common sense. Well, there's none of us perfect.
Dr Pestritto wisely ends his exposition of the Woodrovian thought in 1912, and delves not into his subject's reign as President. A whole separate volume would be needed, and perhaps one day we shall have one. He does allude to the animosity between Wilson and Roosevelt I, two men who shared many common views, and were each convinced, probably correctly, that the other was a knave. Poor Taft is hardly mentioned; he is but a cipher, anyway, caught between two such caperers on the stage of American politics.
Highly recommended, if you care for such things, and don't mind drawing conclusions from evidence.
And now I must apologise for rabbiting on so, though you were warned. I do hope you were entertained and perhaps edified by my remarks.
Extremely informative September 22, 2009 19 out of 19 found this review helpful
DrEwgog (Croton NY)
At a dinner recently, after mislabeling me in a dismissive fashion, an old adversary went on to describe his own position as "progressive." His audience responded to the word as if it conjured lullabies about puppies and colored ribbons. They had absolutely no concept of what is meant by the word, no notion of how the adherents of this movement have damaged and continue to threaten the liberty most of us cherish. Ronald Pestritto`s book goes a long way in informing his readers concerning the actual nature of progressivism and how it figured prominently in Wilson`s thought, and he does this in a mature, dispassionate fashion without recourse to snide asides or petulant rants. While this book is a well-documented scholarly work, it remains eminently readable. I think you will find it well worth your time and money.
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