Smarties

Former Congressman Charlie Wilson died last week (Martin, Douglas, "Charlie Wilson, Texas Congressman Linked to Foreign Intrigue, Dies at 76," The New York Times, 11 February 2010, p. B19). Rep. Wilson came to national attention through George Crile's 2003 book, Charlie Wilson's War and later the film of the same name. Mr. Crile's book is one of the best books I've ever read. It's full of stories that illustrate the hurly-burley of how international politics and foreign policy making really happens. But more to the point, it's one of those "truth is stranger than fiction"-type stories.

My favorite story from the book is Rep. Wilson's response to a reporter, incredulous at Speaker of the House Tip O'Neill's appointment of Rep. Wilson to the House Ethics Committee. Rep. Wilson had already developed a considerable reputation in Washington for boozing and womanizing when he rolled from a minor scandal involving a weekend of jacuzzi hopping at Caesar's Palace involving copious amounts of cocaine and a number of showgirls into his Congressional Ethics responsibilities. Mr. Crile reports thus:

From today's perspective, the image of this philandering hedonist climbing out of his Las Vegas hot tub to render judgments on the conduct of his colleagues seems almost perverse. Even without knowing about the Fantasy Suite, a genuinely puzzled reporter had asked Wilson why he, of all people, had been selected for this sober assignment. Without missing a beat, Wilson had cheerfully replied, "It's because I'm the only one of the committee who likes women and whiskey, and we need to be represented." (p. 81)

In general it would seem that people's personal moral conduct and public policy advocacy are inversely related. It would be good if more of us types demanded our representation.