William F. Buckley

The granpappy of America's modern conservatism is dead. He who thought of himself as a re incarnation of Gilbert Keith Chesterton is no more. His fingers will no long grace the harpsichord, nor would his honeyed false words resound in the media. Today he's thought of as cutting an avuncular figure, but despite his growing old till his early 80's, scratch the surface, well, the hate of his younger years remains...the insinuated racialism, the anti Semitism, the appeal for the authoritarian. And his fear of his own sexuality threatening to punch that queer Gore Vidal in the face in 1968.
The press cry at his passing but Buckley was a willing tool of the FBI and espoused the arch conservatism of his oil baron father who followed in the footsteps of a Father Coughlin, and admired Spain's Franco and stood as a bulwark in funding and ideas against the godless.
Buckley got one thing right. He was against Herr Bush's war in Iraq. He remained loyal to the Roman church of his birthright, and this could be clearly seen as he welcomed week after week on the public telly audiences who turned into to see Evelyn Waugh's ho hum novel 'Brideshead Revisited'. He now joins his likes in a circle in Dante's Hell.