UPDATED: 'You Want Freedom? You're Gonna Have to Kill Some Crackers'

(Since writing this post on Monday night, several new and equally incendiary video clips have surfaced. Go to second page of post for updates.)

Too bad Leonard Bernstein isn't still around -- he'd love to have this fellow over for one of his Park Avenue "Black Panther fondue and Twister parties," as Iowahawk so memorably put it:

A Black Panther urging the taking of lives? Gee, that's never happened before.

Back in 2005, on the 35th anniversary of the day the infamous party that Leonard and Felicia held to raise money for the original Panthers, I wrote:

Also attending was Tom Wolfe, who wrote the event up for an article originally published in New York magazine, called "Radical Chic." Later that year, it would be published in book form, along with his "Mau-Mauing The Flak Catchers", another article about similar (if more low-rent) shenanigans on the West Coast.You could make a pretty good argument (as I'm about to attempt) that "Radical Chic" was the most influential, or at least most significant, magazine article of the past forty years--and that it foreshadowed the next 34 years of American politics.

It helped that the timing of Wolfe's article and book was exquisite. 1970 was the apex between two key presidential election years: two years after far left anti-war protestors attempted to disrupt the 1968 Democratic National Convention in Chicago, and two years before its 1972 equivalent, where, as Ben Wattenberg said back then, "there won't be any riots in Miami because the people who tried to riot in Chicago are on the Platform Committee."

As Wolfe tells the story, he was visiting his wife-to-be while she was working at Vanity Fair, and noticed an invitation on journalist David Halberstam's desk to a cocktail party and fundraiser to be put on by the Bernsteins to raise money for the Panthers. Wolfe was intrigued, and called the number on the invitation to RSVP. A voice on the other end took down his name and told him he was added to the list. He arrived, the Bernsteins had some idea of who he was from his New York and Esquire articles, and in plain sight, he pulled out his reporter's notepad and ballpoint pen, and began to jot down the evening's events.

"I was openly taking notes", he recently said, "but they just assumed that if I was there for New York magazine it was because I must have approved of what they were doing.":

I just thought it was a scream, because it was so illogical by all ordinary thinking. To think that somebody living in an absolutely stunning duplex on Park Avenue could be having in all these guys who were saying, 'We will take everything away from you if we get the chance,' which is what their program spelled out, was the funniest thing I had ever witnessed.

By the time of the 1972 presidential campaign, the ultra far-left anti-American politics that Wolfe observed in miniature in the Bernstein's duplex would come to dominate the Democratic Party--to varying degrees, right up to the present day. As I wrote last month, that was the year where the wheels really came off the Democratic Party:

Radical chic and punitive liberalism became the norm, to the point where McGovern compared Ho Chi Minh to George Washington in a Playboy interview, and his aides took to wearing upside down flag pins on their lapels.This was a very different Democratic party from the New Frontier of JFK and LBJ's Great Society which, while it was a little too big government for me (particularly as it ballooned under LBJ), had lots of redeeming qualities: they were patriotic; believed in strong defense at home and trying to spread democracy abroad; had a vigorous space program; and at least with JFK, were willing to cut taxes.

The election this past November may have been a watershed--the year that radical chic finally began to die. President Bush defeated a man who made first made his mark on the American stage in 1971 with a radical chic gesture of his own: as a Navy reserve officer excoriating US troops serving abroad, in front of the US Senate's Committee on Foreign Relations.This is an extraordinary moment for the Democratic Party.

...Which, at least temporarily, they've weathered in a fashion as cool and crisp as one of Bernstein's dry Martinis.