Barry Goldwater was never going to win the 1964 presidential election. The country was still in mourning over JFK’s murder, the economy was humming along, and Lyndon Johnson’s approval ratings were sky high.
It was exactly 49 years ago tonight–July 16, 1964, the final night of the Republican convention at the old Cow Palace in San Francisco–when Goldwater delivered the speech that would be pretty much guarantee he would lose to LBJ in a landslide. His nomination was the product of a well-organized uprising by a growing conservative movement–one that wasn’t just skeptical of government, but downright hostile to it.
There were pragmatic Republicans back then…moderate Republicans….liberal Republicans. A lot of them. They were afraid that Goldwater’s embrace of far-right ideology would scare off general election voters in droves. But with that acceptance speech…with that one line in that acceptance speech…Goldwater made it clear that he had no interest in toning down his message, no instinct to soften his edges. If his platform made voters uneasy, well, that was their problem–not his. So the result that November was hardly a surprise:
A massacre for the ages. More than 60% of the national popular vote for LBJ. 486 Electoral votes. A 44-state romp.
What no one would have guessed when that campaign ended was that a half-century later we’d end up looking back on it not as a brief and disastrous detour to the ideological edges by the Republican Party, but rather as the fundamental turning point in the party’s modern evolution. When it veered hard to the right and never looked back.









