I noticed a novelist from England is coming to America for a book tour. Her name is Margaret Drabble.
The name rang a bell. Oh yes, the lady that wrote an America bashing piece in the summer of 2003 in a British paper: "I Loathe America, and What it Has Done to the Rest of the World," by Margaret Drabble.
It was a real eye-popper.
"My anti-Americanism has become almost uncontrollable. It has possessed me, like a disease," Drabble writes.
One of the things that I noticed about it at the time was how the writer appeared to be nearly foaming at the mouth:
"I have tried to control my anti-Americanism, remembering the many Americans that I know and respect, but I can't keep it down any longer."
She really didn't catch her breath throughout the entire piece:
"I detest Disney-fication, I detest Coca-Cola (search), I detest burgers, I detest sentimental and violent Hollywood movies that tell lies about history."
Then Drabble got into history:
"I detest American imperialism, American infantilism, and American triumphalism about victories it didn't even win."
Victories it didn't even win? What would those be? World War II? World War I? She didn't say, but I think it's reasonable to suspect that is precisely what she meant.
So here she is coming to America to promote her new novel… again. This is at least the second time she's come here to promote her books since writing "I Loathe America."
My question is: Why does she come? Especially now that she knows most Americans think that she is dead wrong, that the war was right and that her despised G.W. Bush might just win reelection?
If she loathes us so much, how about not being here among us?
I have made a request for Margaret Drabble to appear here with me for a confrontational interview on her loathing of America and Americans and American "triumphalism" for wars we didn't even win.
We shall see is she has the guts to show up. My guess is no. But I asked.