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Declassified in Part - Sanitized Copy Approved for Release @ 50-Yr 2013/12/16: CIA-RDP73-00475R000401030001-9 21+ December 1965 ? etrnprogressive Pilgrim IN MY TIME by S?eobert Strausz-Hup4. 284 pages. Norton. ? Good autobiographers should have happy childhoods, when the nightingales were singing in the orchards of their mothers. Robert Strausz-Hup6 is such a one. His childhood was a hazy idyl of life in old Vienna, of goose-liver break- fasts on the paternal estate in Hungary. This Eden soon closed its gates, but at 62 he still has a vivid memory of what life was like on the sunny side of the great watershed of World War I. Strausz-Hupe is now director of the University of Pennsylvania's Foreign Policy Research Institute. More scholar than ideologue, he utters no manifestos ? but offers in comment and anecdote a system of conservative attitudes to shore against the century's ruins. These attitudes can be disconcerting. For example, he sees the success of the Western parliamentary system as de- pendent upon the existence of a respon- sible elite rather like a composite Eng- lish gentleman?to whom he addresses a prose poem of admiration. He de- plores oral contraceptives as "stealthy pills which encroach on human dignity and destroy the few good and beautiful things that have not yet vanished in the rummage sale of ancient cultures." He classifies the "passion for ugliness and disfigurement" in modern art as a "dan- ger far greater than depopulation by war." Liberals would call him a reac- tionary. Yet his views might more accu- rately be called the politics of nostalgia. Undarned Suits. His memoir suggests that he came by his. views the hard way ?by a tough and unsentimental study of himself. Here is his account of him- self at 20: "I moved from one fitful job to another, improvisations without is- sue; dreamed my sumptuous dreams of canopied barges on the Nile and throb- bing Bentleys in Biarritz; woke with strangers in dank attics; nursed the one undarned, too tightly fitting suit?and plotted my escape. Try as I may, I can- not bring into focus the young man of 20. If we were to meet today. we would have little to say to each other. (There would be] his ruthless naivete, his clammy embarrassments, his lyrical sensitivity in the throes of his own endo- tions, his stoic indifference toward the feelings of others." Strausz-Hupe came to the U.S. as a tutor-guardian to a no-good Salzburg aristocrat who was older than himself, worked in the art department of Mar- shall Field's in Chicago (landscapes and jolly monks), as a runner in Wall Street (with social weekends on Long Island), finally as a customer's man and?after a return to Europe?as an investment hanker. This could have been a simple immigrant's success story. But Strausz- , Hupe, however frivolous his youth, had retained the gravitas of a European education. He met Historian Oswald Spengler only once, while dressed as Marc Antony at a Munich carnival, but ' he had read that master pessimist well. Weighty Man. He thus became, in the '30s, a war hawk against the rising threat of Hitlerism, as later he was to be unpopular as a premature anti-Com- munist?he is still firmly opposed to FREDERICK A. MEYER STRAUSZ-HUPe The secret lies in the ruins. Declassified in Part - Sanitized Copy Approved for Release @ 50-Yr 2013/12/16: CIAIRDP73-00475R000401030001-9