Sometimes, a person enters a stage and for just a few moments commands the attention of the world. A person who in the waning days days of 1967 and the early days of 1968fought the most powerful man in the world over the War in Vietnam. The man, the hero, is Gene McCarthy.
Dissident Democrats began looking for someone to challenge the re-election of President Lyndon B. Johnson in the Spring primaries. Many considered it, but the only high ranking Democrat willing to step forward was Senator Eugene J. McCarthy of Minnesota.
After McCarthy won 42 percent of the vote in the Democratic primary, the contest changed. On March 31, 1968, President Johnson announced that he would not run for re-election. Two days later, LBJ received only 35 percent of the votes in the Wisconsin primary, to McCarthy's 56 percent.
The political issues that ultimately surrounded the 1968 convention caused the democrats to reform the entire primary process and we "enjoy" that process even through this convention. For better of worse, each primary is now won or lost on the basis of a pro-rata share of the votes. That is the main reason why the convention is a great big party and very little real work gets done, but that is another story.
What really mattered was that Senator McCarthy, in the midst of the terrible police riots in Chicago (and it was a police riot), took the hurt and wounded people (students mostly) into his campaign headquarters and ministered to them. He practiced the gospel message -- he was the man that rose above history -- and now is but another footnote not unlike Shirley Chisolm and Barbara Jordan.
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Okay... here's what I want to know! Is that your own personal original pin? If so... you lucky dog! O wish I had had the foresight to keep mine.
Well, that's three for three. (And the most beautiful of them, because he really did plough new ground.) I am now officially old.
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Fr. Scott,
I do not know if this is breaking news to you but we all are.
Wait a minute, Fred :-) I'm not officially old until my next birthday.
True confession. Though I grew up in a politically aware area, I was pretty young in 1968. I don't think I would have had a great deal of interest in McCarthy if my adorable tennis instructor hadn't been wearing one of his campaign buttons all the time. No wonder I could never get my serve quite right.
Thank you, Fred, for doing these three pieces (and not because you reminded me of that tennis pro, honest. I think.)
I have an old McCarthy pin in my trunk(boot for UK'ers), I found it when I was moving some of my inherited stuff. I pinned it on the trunk carpet, ...I saw it yesterday in it's Red, White, and Blue glory!!
And imagine, I see a post about McCarthy the same day/night.
Even the fact that I knew about a post .....
I've been honing my skills, ...
Something all of us can do.
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