I am east of the Vietnam War
memorial wall now. I had walked from F
street and 12th to the Washington monument, then up past the
reflecting pool to the Lincoln memorial.
To the south is the Jefferson rotunda and, to the north, the White
House. Behind me is the Capital
building.
Lincoln presided over a country in
civil war. A war about economics, about
what is and is not permissible to buy and sell; about whether certain people can serve as just
another means of production. It was a
war that was meant to define who the we of “we the people” were. A defining that continues today to establish
those differences that can be tolerated among a peolpe who call themselves a
nation.
But there comes a time when an
idea, like slavery, can no longer coexist with the evolving thought of the
times; when a practice deviates from a multitude of other closely held values
such that the tectonic plates of a culture shift, and those who persist in
their outmoded beliefs are toppled from power.
At any point in time, the
prevailing culture of America is always rife with fault lines that demarcate
transitions from old to new, from that which was accepted or tolerated to that
which is increasingly perceived as undesirable as well as those things that
were once undesirable but are now perceived as benign or in some way
beneficial.
At the core of our understanding
are the notions our founders called out in the preamble to the U.S.
constitution:
- To form a more perfect union
- To establish justice
- To insure domestic tranquility
- To secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity
If these are the ideals we share,
if this is the nation we seek to be, then whatever political acrimony of the
day must be relegated to a squabble, a spat, a disagreement about how we
achieve these loftier goals.
(November 7, 2001)
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