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A Footnote on Jesse Jackson

The civil rights icon was haunted by two ghosts: one of his mentor, and one of the man he could have been.
Rev. Jesse Jackson speaks on April 20, 1989, in Cheyenne, Wyoming. (Photo by Mark Junge/Getty Images)
Rev. Jesse Jackson speaks on April 20, 1989, in Cheyenne, Wyoming. (Photo by Mark Junge/Getty Images)

I am skeptical about ineffable qualities ascribed to the high and mighty—“presence” and “star power” and such things—but the Rev. Jesse Jackson had something about him that had a lot more in common with Clint Eastwood than with Al Gore. Even in 2012, when we had a short conversation at the Democratic National Convention—when Jackson was a somewhat diminished man and one who had been thoroughly surpassed—there was a kind of aura of historical significance about him.

Kevin D. Williamson is national correspondent at The Dispatch and is based in Virginia. Prior to joining the company in 2022, he spent 15 years as a writer and editor at National Review, worked as the theater critic at the New Criterion, and had a long career in local newspapers. He is also a writer in residence at the Competitive Enterprise Institute. When Kevin is not reporting on the world outside Washington for his Wanderland newsletter, you can find him at the rifle range or reading a book about literally almost anything other than politics.

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