Now We Know (for Ron)
When
the Senate vote to call witnesses in Trump’s impeachment trial went down to
defeat, as we certainly knew it would, the thud that followed was the faith
that a generation of mostly white liberal and educated people had in American
democracy. Not only was it not hard to
find, it was hard to avoid the commentaries about the death of democracy. It is true that the Republicans failed to
honor their oath to the constitution and that Trump is the worst president in
history, but the democracy was in tatters before that. In fact, I’m guessing it came as no surprise
to most Americans who have seen the ‘system’ fail them over and over again that
the rich and powerful got off. What was
notable is that the last segment of people who believed in the myth of American
democratic virtue are now left to figure out where they go from here.
If you
were a white liberal who was even fairly well educated, then you grew up not
just saying but believing in the Pledge of Allegiance. Even in the face of multiple examples that it
wasn’t, we believed the system, if not exactly fair, was mostly just and in the
process of improving. We thought
equality and goodness would triumph in the end, and someone or something would
always arrive in the nick of time and save the edifice from ruin. Well, I guess we know that’s just not true
anymore. Part of the problem was the
passive faith we had in laws and institutions that allowed us to live
individual lives away from the constant pursuit and protection of justice. A bigger part of the problem is that the
America we lived in was never real. This
has always been a country where the end justifies the means, where money and
power always meant more than justice and equality. Watching my friends watch the trial was like
being in the movie theater as a kid watching Peter Pan. We all kept trying to bring Tinkerbell back
to life – just one more witness or one more fact would surely save us.
America
is built on a lie. It was colonial and
genocidal before 1619, and the legacy of the slave trade is still an original
sin on our collective consciousness. It
took suffragettes decades to get the right to vote. Even we got it right by ending slavery, it
was followed by Reconstruction, Jim Crow and the Klan. The Voting Rights Act didn’t end voter suppression
and intimidation, which is increasing again.
Even the hard-fought rites of unions have been eroded and characterized
as ‘counter-productive.’ Tell the miners
at Blair Mountain or Matewan that the system worked. Tell the survivors of the Tulsa race massacre
that justice mattered. Whether it was Shays’
Rebellion or the tent city of WWI veterans seeking the promised benefits being
routed by the Army, there has been little in the way of justice or fairness in
our history.
If we
want to live in a democracy, the first step is realizing that we can’t just
restore it. We have to build it over
again, and we have to build it with an honest and inclusive history of who we
are and where we’ve been. We have to
finally face down and defeat the hateful impulse of purification and
division. We have to have an honest
history and be more humble about what we stand for. Most importantly, we have to engage. Democracy is not a passive political
endeavor. There is no candidate or party
platform that will change anything unless and until we change our attitude
toward political action. Trump and
McConnell are the culmination and inevitable conclusion of a system that,
Jefferson’s soaring rhetoric notwithstanding, that was always rigged.
If you
felt let down and betrayed on that Friday, start the road back by taking a
sobering account of what we had become.
Nothing ended that day that hadn’t been on the ropes for a long, long
time.
We are the only ones who can change this, and the first step is to stop romanticizing what America was. There was never going to be a magical witness in the Senate. There is no Atticus Finch waiting in the wings to offer a high-minded but essentially useless defense of our principles. Tinkerbell is dead.
We are the only ones who can change this, and the first step is to stop romanticizing what America was. There was never going to be a magical witness in the Senate. There is no Atticus Finch waiting in the wings to offer a high-minded but essentially useless defense of our principles. Tinkerbell is dead.