"Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?"
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Phil Ochs, the acerbic troubadour of the 1960s, had a gift for turning a joke into a blade. The question sounds like ad copy from a midcentury mouthwash commercial, the kind that preyed on fears of halitosis: Are you unpopular? Do you worry about your breath? Ochs repurposes that tone to mock a political posture. The problem is not your hygiene, he suggests; it is the squeamishness of liberal respectability. Defending liberalism, as he saw it, left you stranded between camps, scorned by the right as dangerous and by the left as timid.
His satire grows out of the politics of the era. Many self-identified liberals supported civil rights in the abstract but balked at busing, praised Martin Luther King Jr. after his murder but condemned disruptive protest while he lived, opposed Barry Goldwater’s hawkishness yet backed Lyndon Johnson as he escalated Vietnam. Ochs’s famous song Love Me, I am a Liberal skewered this pattern of sympathy without sacrifice. The line about being friendless captures the social cost of that stance: radicals do not trust you, movements cannot rely on you, and power does not fear you.
The joke about breath cuts deeper than manners. It targets the liberal tendency to treat politics as a matter of personal decency, tone, and civility. If people bristle at your positions, maybe, like a deodorant ad suggests, you need a cosmetic fix. Ochs urges the opposite: politics is not a charm offensive; it is a choice with consequences. In times of moral crisis, moderation sold as reasonableness can look like evasion.
That observation still stings. Defending a cautious middle can feel lonely, not because clarity and conviction repel friends, but because half-measures satisfy no one. Ochs asks whether your isolation is a social accident or the predictable outcome of seeking approval over justice. The laugh he provokes is meant to linger.
His satire grows out of the politics of the era. Many self-identified liberals supported civil rights in the abstract but balked at busing, praised Martin Luther King Jr. after his murder but condemned disruptive protest while he lived, opposed Barry Goldwater’s hawkishness yet backed Lyndon Johnson as he escalated Vietnam. Ochs’s famous song Love Me, I am a Liberal skewered this pattern of sympathy without sacrifice. The line about being friendless captures the social cost of that stance: radicals do not trust you, movements cannot rely on you, and power does not fear you.
The joke about breath cuts deeper than manners. It targets the liberal tendency to treat politics as a matter of personal decency, tone, and civility. If people bristle at your positions, maybe, like a deodorant ad suggests, you need a cosmetic fix. Ochs urges the opposite: politics is not a charm offensive; it is a choice with consequences. In times of moral crisis, moderation sold as reasonableness can look like evasion.
That observation still stings. Defending a cautious middle can feel lonely, not because clarity and conviction repel friends, but because half-measures satisfy no one. Ochs asks whether your isolation is a social accident or the predictable outcome of seeking approval over justice. The laugh he provokes is meant to linger.
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