Reflections on Conservatism and Activism

I've suffered this all my life that, well, at least ever since I

became a conservative in, which was in May 1968 in Paris

In Paris.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh,

and I didn't know, I hadn't a very clear idea of how to

articulate

it. All I knew was that when I looked down the street and saw all

these, um, rowdy students throwing stones at

policemen, I, I just said to myself, "Whatever they believe, I, I

believe the opposite."

Right.

And then I didn't know what it was. A- and, um, and then it was a sort of

lifetime's work to find out what the opposite is