It’s a shame I can’t easily find any You And I mp3s that I can embed onto this blog, because you really need some basement-metal-screamo to properly accompany this Kevin Drum post about Robert McNamara:

Lots of people a little older than me won’t agree with this, but I’ve always felt sorry for him.  I think part of the reason is that his personality is a lot like mine — it’s mine squared or cubed or to the tenth power or something, but still recognizably mine.  And so it’s easy for me to believe that if I had been in his situation I might have ended up doing many of the same things he did: overanalyzing the details, burying myself in work, staying too loyal to a cause for too long, avoiding the moral consequences of what I was doing, and then ending up haunted by it for the rest of my life.

Wrap myself! In a blanket! Of tears! Jesus, Kevin, whatever happened over the last 24 hours, it’s going to be OK. You’re a lot better than Robert McNamara. Your empathy is as admirable as it is wholly misplaced. You’re not a Robert McNamara That Could Have Been.

Update: It’s not You And I, but I should have figured that Crooks & Liars would have found a 1965 audio file of a McNamara press conference and created an embeddable file. This is some amazing stuff, particular from the vantage point of someone who was too young to hear this happening in real time.

Update 2: Now here’s a man for whom the abyss-gazes-also factor of McNamara might more reasonably haunt.

Spencer Ackerman

Spencer Ackerman