It's an old saw, this celebration of the "holiday season." According to
Olbermann who I watch (or, more accurately, podcast), O'Reilly, who I
don't, is bothered by all this and, in a way, so am I. Christmas is not
my holiday and Chanukah, which is, is just not important enough in my
religion to carry as much symbolism as "the season" seems to require.
At least in normal times.
But Chanukah is, in part, a story of
hope: that we can get through the darkest days and that something
better will follow. So this year, maybe, we are slightly more in sync
with our fellow Americans, crouched in the
fear that comes with such uncertain times and hoping that we can find our way back. It is hard to find more than a religious basis for such hope.
The times are bleak
and there seems little reason to believe that they can be turned around
easily. But we have new president who will take office in less than a
month and he appears to be a student of history, particularly of our
greatest presidents, and the example of what one of them did to restore
the confidence of Americans in an even worse period, seems to have
considerable influence on how the new president sees the task ahead.
That is a good sign.
It is something to pin some hopes on not
because what began on March 4, 1933 magically ended the Depression, and
could again revive our very sick economy, because there was no magic
involved then, and nothing of the sort can happen today to solve our
problems. What happened that day so long ago, and what we can hope for
starting on the January 20 to come is a restoration of the view that
dedication, intelligence, foresight and a spirit of community bring out
the best in us, and not the anti-intellectual, gut instinct and "my way
or the highway" sentiments of the recent past.
It is the sense
that we will have a president who sees his job not simply as the best
way to get re-elected, but to motivate his fellow citizens to solve our
problems. The man who will preside over the executive branch of
government, is one who will not pine for the opportunity to clear
brush, or read books to schoolchildren after being told that an attack
on our country is imminent, but one who will mobilize the government to
do what it can to repair the damage caused by selfishness and blindness
to our collective obligations to one another.
The looking back
at the first days of the New Deal has taught us that it was not one
program and even several that restored the country's spirit. It was the
way the President spoke to the country that reminded Americans of what
it really means to be patriotic.
In those turbulent days of
March, 1933, with the banks closed because of the serious crisis of
faith which had swept the country, the President ended the first of
what came to be called his "fireside chats":
It
has been wonderful to me to catch the note of confidence from all over
the country. I can never be sufficiently grateful to the people for the
loyal support that they have given me in their acceptance of the
judgment that has dictated our course, even though all our processes
may not have seemed clear to them.
After all, there is an
element in the readjustment of our financial system more important than
currency, more important than gold, and that is the confidence of the
people themselves. Confidence and courage are the essentials of success
in carrying out our plan. You people must have faith; you must not be
stampeded by rumors or guesses. Let us unite in banishing fear. We have
provided the machinery to restore our financial system, and it is up to
you to support and make it work.
It is your problem, my friends, your problem no less than it is mine.
Together we cannot fail.
Jonathan Alter's new book tells us that the immediate aftermath of that "chat", including the President's
belief that hoarding during the past week has become an exceedingly
unfashionable pastime in every part of our nation. It needs no prophet
to tell you that when the people find that they can get their money --
that they can get it when they want it for all legitimate purposes --
the phantom of fear will soon be laid
Americans
flocked back to the banks which re-opened to return the cash and gold
they had withdrawn, with many commenting on their patriotic duty to do
so.
In
an article
in today's New York Times about the divide between those of us who
remember the hope inspired by another President who sought to get our
country "moving again" and those born well after that time, some guy
named Tom Gorey, from my generation, not the younger set, is quoted to
say:
"The Kennedys -- don't get me started... I think they ruined the country"
but
the days of such nonsense are ending. "They"---John F. Kennedy, Robert
F. Kennedy, Edward M. Kennedy "ruined the country"? George W. Bush
might have rode into the presidency on the votes of such people, just
as Ronald Reagan did, but it is not their examples, of "trickle down
economics" and endless war that move our country today.
It is
hope. The hope of the season. I understand how remote the Kennedy
years, much less the Roosevelt ones, seem to those who did not live
through them, but I was born seven years after President Roosevelt
died, and exactly 19 years to the day after his presidency began. What
he meant to this country, and what it means for the administration to
come, has been part of me since I first learned about the New Deal and
the war that followed.
And so I say this to those who tell my
fellow boomers that our nostalgia for days of yore distorts our
thinking as to whether, say, Caroline Kennedy, should be appointed to
the United States Senate: All of what is said about her qualifications
could have been and was said about her uncle, whose tenure in the
Senate since he arrived in 1962 has qualified him as one of the best
United States Senators in the history of our nation and is not much
different than what was said about her father, who inspired millions,
and President-elect Obama, who may do so as well.
My best wishes for the holiday season.