Now Irving Kristol and Encounter appeared, combining the panache and aggression that used to be the birthright of New York intellectuals with the style and self-possession of the English man of letters, to make an unapologetic case for the West. It was all enormously liberating, as well as being a splendid read. (One remembers articles like Leslie Fiedler’s “McCarthy and the Intellectuals”, with its lines: “From one end of the country to another rings the cry, ‘I am cowed! I am afraid to speak out!’ and the even louder response, ‘Look, he is cowed! He is afraid to speak out!’” And there was Nancy Mitford’s famous essay on U and Non-U.)