In the house where I grew up, President Richard Nixon was a villain. My parents voted against him every opportunity they got, and we all cheered when he resigned during his second term, flying off in ignominy from the White House lawn to a life outside the public eye.
That he was a criminal, a warmonger, a bigot, a vicious redbaiter, a threat to the Constitution — these were unquestionable truths.
So for me, a recent visit to the Richard M. Nixon Presidential Library and Museum in Yorba Linda, was a head-turning, mind-bending experience that challenged my assumptions and forced me to test my long-hardened opinions against a very different narrative.
Some people don’t like having their assumptions challenged. I decided to embrace it.
I was young in the Nixon years — only 16 when he resigned in 1974 — but I marched against the war and followed the Watergate hearings on television, with appropriate revulsion.
At the museum, I knew I’d be entering an alternate universe.
The Nixon presented by the museum is one who needs to be judged “on nothing less than his entire life and career,” as President Bill Clinton put it at Nixon’s funeral in 1994. The museum’s Nixon is not innocent or blameless, yet the portrait painted is fundamentally warm, admiring and forgiving.
This Nixon is complex, a man of vision, a tragic hero brought down by his own flaws.
I wandered through the exhibits, learning about his days in the Navy, and about his courtship of his future wife, Pat. He seemed downright human. But I couldn’t help wondering: Was I being played?
Surely they were right about Nixon’s successes: He made an extraordinary, historic visit to China in 1972 that laid the groundwork for normalized relations between the U.S. and that country after more than 25 years.
Later that year he met in Moscow with Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev, setting the stage for arms control agreements and a new era of detente in the midst of the Cold War.
Remarkably, it was Nixon — a Republican — who created the Environmental Protection Agency and signed the Endangered Species Act. He signed the Occupational Safety and Health Administration into existence.
But each step I took through the museum was a process of confronting and testing my own beliefs and prejudices, pitting the facts as I understood them against those being presented.
Yes, Nixon inherited the Vietnam War from his Democratic predecessors — and eventually ended it. But he also bombed urban areas, mined harbors and presided over a cross-border troop incursion into Cambodia. It shouldn’t have taken him five years to end the war.
Nixon was recorded on the famous White House tapes saying Washington “is full of Jews,” and “most Jews are disloyal” and “you can’t trust the bastards.” But if those recordings were mentioned at the museum, I missed them.
I couldn’t help but think about Nixon’s cheerleading role in the McCarthy era — a period of blacklists, loyalty oaths, the naming of names and the persecution of people for their political beliefs.
And finally, Watergate. In the run-up to the 1972 campaign, Nixon’s cronies burgled the office of Daniel Ellsberg’s psychiatrist, broke into Democratic National Committee headquarters at the Watergate Hotel, engaged in “dirty tricks” and campaign finance abuses. They targeted political enemies, including weaponizing the IRS against adversaries.
The museum, to its credit, had a relatively thorough exhibit on that mind-boggling scandal and the president’s disgraceful role in the cover-up.
In the end I didn’t find my core beliefs upended or my view of the world shattered. Nixon is still a villain in my mind. But I came away with a more nuanced view and a better understanding of how others might see the man differently. I could recognize his successes. And I was served a well-needed reminder that people (even those as polarizing as Nixon) are rarely entirely good or bad.
My point is that, for me at least, it is important to remain open to argument, to challenge my own preconceptions and to listen to alternative views with an open mind. Sometimes it helps me ratify what I already believe. Sometimes it doesn’t. I usually enjoy it, but sometimes it’s disconcerting.
But of this I’m sure: Talking only to people within our bubbles, allowing ourselves to be governed by polarization, siloization, demonization and confirmation bias — that’s intellectually lazy.
Hate Nixon by all means, if that’s where the facts lead you. Or don’t, if you think his accomplishments are commensurate with his failures. But hear each other out.
Nicholas Goldberg is a Los Angeles Times columnist. ©2023 Los Angeles Times. Distributed by Tribune Content Agency.
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