Pretty clearly Tony Couture's involvement with podcasting and such like things is way, way beyond mine. I would hate to think that I was following in the footsteps of Leo Strauss on anything! Oddly enough, Strauss and I overlapped at Chicago. I taught there from 1961-63 when he was in full flower. I never met him, but I did have a run-in with his acolyte, Joseph Cropsey, who was then, if I recall correctly, an Assistant Professor in the Political Science Department. As part of my deep involvement in the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament in the late '50s and early '60s, I had made a study of the relationship between military strategy and foreign policy, actually writing a book about the subject [The Rhetoric of Deterrence] which I was unable to get published [although Noam was very encouraging and said he thought it should be published.] I had gotten to know the grand old man of the Political Realist school of foreign affairs, Hans Morgenthau, at Chicago, and he suggested I offer a course on military strategy and foreign policy in the Political Science Department. [Chicago in those days was endlessly receptive to people teaching in departments other than their own.] When I submitted a proposal to the Department Chair, Cropsey opposed it vehemently [he was no dope], but Morgenthau prevailed, and in the Fall quarter of 1962, I did indeed offer the course to fifteen students or thereabouts.
That same Fall, I offered the same course in U of C's adult education program in downtown Chicago. October '62 was of course the occasion of the Cuban Missile Crisis, when John F. Kennedy brought the world to the brink of nuclear annihilation. Since I was teaching the theoretical, technical, and historical materials that served as background for the crisis, I was as aware perhaps as anyone else in Chicago just how close to disaster we were coming. I had our little VW bug loaded up with dried food, water, and a Geiger Counter, and plane reservations for my wife and myself to Canada and Mexico [depending on which way the prevailing winds would be blowing the radioactive fallout.]
As the Russian ships sailed closer to Cuba, I received a call from Marc Raskin, who was then serving on Mac Bundy's staff in the Old Executive Office Building. Marc asked what I was doing about the crisis [!] I said I had a Geiger Counter in my car. He was very disapproving of me, and told me I should be doing whatever I could to deflect the coming confrontation. I had no idea what he thought I could accomplish as an unknown Assistant Professor of Philosophy at the University of Chicago [and an E-3 enliksted man in the Illinois National Guard, but he did not know that.] "What are you doing?" I asked. He leaned closer to the phone [I swear I could hear him do it] and said, sotto voce, "We are trying to reach the Pope."
I think it was at that point that I decided we were lost.