"A Single Garment of Destiny"
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But first . . . THE
DEFICIT Joel
Margolis:
“For most of the Bush administration you constantly harped on the fact
that Bush was responsible for an irresponsible rise in the National Debt. I'm
waiting for even one column from you arguing (admitting) that Obama is
worse.” ☞
There was no need for big deficits (if any) when Bush was in office.
There is a huge need for one now. Launching a war of choice and
"financing it" with tax cuts was a disaster, as was allowing the
housing bubble to get so preposterously out of hand. Also,
to the extent these deficits are investments in infrastructure,
etc., that is a totally different kind of deficit from one incurred to enable
the wealthy to throw more lavish parties and buy larger boats. Thanks
for considering my view. LET US
SERVE Meanwhile, Nathaniel Frank adds to the case
for letting us serve. And, really, I should stop there – just reading the
first link above will eat up the five or ten minutes some of you allot me each
day – but I just found the following so inspiring, and indicative of the
kind of man we’ve elected, I didn’t want to delay posting it any
longer: NOTRE
DAME JV: “If you missed Pres. Obama's
commencement address at Notre Dame, here
are the text and video. Another exercise in excellence.” . . . . . Your class has come of age at a moment of
great consequence for our nation and the world – a rare inflection
point in history where the size and scope of the challenges before us require
that we remake our world to renew its promise; that we align our deepest
values and commitments to the demands of a new age. It is a privilege and a
responsibility afforded to few generations – and a task that you are now
called to fulfill. This is the generation that must find a path back to
prosperity and decide how we respond to a global economy that left millions
behind even before this crisis hit – an economy where greed and
short-term thinking were too often rewarded at the expense of fairness, and
diligence, and an honest day’s work. We must decide how to save God’s creation from a
changing climate that threatens to destroy it. We must seek peace at a time
when there are those who will stop at nothing to do us harm, and when weapons
in the hands of a few can destroy the many. And we must find a way to reconcile
our ever-shrinking world with its ever-growing diversity – diversity of
thought, of culture, and of belief. In short, we must find a way to live together as
one human family. It is this last challenge that I’d like to talk
about today. For the major threats we face in the 21st century – whether
it’s global recession or violent extremism; the spread of nuclear weapons
or pandemic disease – do not discriminate. They do not recognize borders.
They do not see color. They do not target specific ethnic groups. Moreover, no one person, or religion, or nation can
meet these challenges alone. Our very survival has never required greater
cooperation and understanding among all people from all places than at this
moment in history. Unfortunately, finding that common ground –
recognizing that our fates are tied up, as Dr. King said, in a “single
garment of destiny” – is not easy. Part of the problem, of
course, lies in the imperfections of man – our selfishness, our pride,
our stubbornness, our acquisitiveness, our insecurities, our egos; all the
cruelties large and small that those of us in the Christian tradition
understand to be rooted in original sin. We too often seek advantage over
others. We cling to outworn prejudice and fear those who are unfamiliar. Too
many of us view life only through the lens of immediate self-interest and crass
materialism; in which the world is necessarily a zero-sum game. The strong too
often dominate the weak, and too many of those with wealth and with power find
all manner of justification for their own privilege in the face of poverty and
injustice. And so, for all our technology and scientific advances, we see
around the globe violence and want and strife that would seem sadly familiar to
those in ancient times. We know these things; and hopefully one of the
benefits of the wonderful education you have received is that you have had time
to consider these wrongs in the world, and grown determined, each in your own
way, to right them. And yet, one of the vexing things for those of us
interested in promoting greater understanding and cooperation among people is
the discovery that even bringing together persons of good will, men and women
of principle and purpose, can be difficult. The soldier and the lawyer may both love this country
with equal passion, and yet reach very different conclusions on the specific
steps needed to protect us from harm. The gay activist and the evangelical
pastor may both deplore the ravages of HIV/AIDS, but find themselves unable to
bridge the cultural divide that might unite their efforts. Those who speak
out against stem cell research may be rooted in admirable conviction about the
sacredness of life, but so are the parents of a child with juvenile diabetes
who are convinced that their son’s or daughter’s hardships can be
relieved. The question, then, is how do we work through these
conflicts? Is it possible for us to join hands in common effort? As citizens of
a vibrant and varied democracy, how do we engage in vigorous debate? How does
each of us remain firm in our principles, and fight for what we consider right,
without demonizing those with just as strongly held convictions on the other
side? Nowhere do these questions come up more powerfully
than on the issue of abortion. As I considered the controversy surrounding my visit
here, I was reminded of an encounter I had during my Senate campaign, one that
I describe in a book I wrote called The Audacity of Hope. A few days after I
won the Democratic nomination, I received an email from a doctor who told me
that while he voted for me in the primary, he had a serious concern that might
prevent him from voting for me in the general election. He described himself as
a Christian who was strongly pro-life, but that’s not what was preventing
him from voting for me. What bothered the doctor was an entry that my campaign
staff had posted on my website – an entry that said I would fight
“right-wing ideologues who want to take away a woman’s right to
choose.” The doctor said that he had assumed I was a reasonable person,
but that if I truly believed that every pro-life individual was simply an
ideologue who wanted to inflict suffering on women, then I was not very reasonable.
He wrote, “I do not ask at this point that you oppose abortion, only that
you speak about this issue in fair-minded words.” Fair-minded words. After I read the doctor’s letter, I wrote back
to him and thanked him. I didn’t change my position, but I did tell my
staff to change the words on my website. And I said a prayer that night that
I might extend the same presumption of good faith to others that the doctor had
extended to me. Because when we do that – when we open our hearts and
our minds to those who may not think like we do or believe what we do –
that’s when we discover at least the possibility of common ground. That’s when we begin to say, “Maybe we
won’t agree on abortion, but we can still agree that this is a
heart-wrenching decision for any woman to make, with both moral and spiritual
dimensions. So let’s work together to reduce the number of
women seeking abortions by reducing unintended pregnancies, and making adoption
more available, and providing care and support for women who do carry their
child to term. Let’s honor the conscience of those who disagree with
abortion, and draft a sensible conscience clause, and make sure that all of our
health care policies are grounded in clear ethics and sound science, as well as
respect for the equality of women. Understand – I do not suggest that the debate
surrounding abortion can or should go away. No matter how much we may want to
fudge it – indeed, while we know that the views of most Americans on the
subject are complex and even contradictory – the fact is that at some
level, the views of the two camps are irreconcilable. Each side will continue
to make its case to the public with passion and conviction. But surely we can
do so without reducing those with differing views to caricature. Open hearts. Open minds. Fair-minded words. It’s a way of life that has always been the
Notre Dame tradition. Father Hesburgh has long spoken of this institution as
both a lighthouse and a crossroads. The lighthouse that stands apart, shining
with the wisdom of the Catholic tradition, while the crossroads is where
“…differences of culture and religion and conviction can co-exist
with friendship, civility, hospitality, and especially love.” And I want
to join him and Father Jenkins in saying how inspired I am by the maturity and
responsibility with which this class has approached the debate surrounding
today’s ceremony. This tradition of cooperation and understanding is one
that I learned in my own life many years ago – also with the help of the
Catholic Church. I was not raised in a particularly religious
household, but my mother instilled in me a sense of service and empathy that
eventually led me to become a community organizer after I graduated college. A
group of Catholic churches in Chicago helped fund an organization known as the
Developing Communities Project, and we worked to lift up South Side
neighborhoods that had been devastated when the local steel plant closed. It was quite an eclectic crew. Catholic and Protestant
churches. Jewish and African-American organizers. Working-class black and white
and Hispanic residents. All of us with different experiences. All of us with
different beliefs. But all of us learned to work side by side because all of us
saw in these neighborhoods other human beings who needed our help – to
find jobs and improve schools. We were bound together in the service of others.
And something else happened during the time I spent in
those neighborhoods. Perhaps because the church folks I worked with were so
welcoming and understanding; perhaps because they invited me to their services
and sang with me from their hymnals; perhaps because I witnessed all of the
good works their faith inspired them to perform, I found myself drawn –
not just to work with the church, but to be in the church. It was through this
service that I was brought to Christ. At the time, Cardinal Joseph Bernardin was the
Archbishop of Chicago. For those of you too young to have known him, he was a kind
and good and wise man. A saintly man. I can still remember him speaking at one
of the first organizing meetings I attended on the South Side. He stood as both
a lighthouse and a crossroads – unafraid to speak his mind on moral
issues ranging from poverty, AIDS, and abortion to the death penalty and
nuclear war. And yet, he was congenial and gentle in his persuasion, always
trying to bring people together; always trying to find common ground. Just
before he died, a reporter asked Cardinal Bernardin about this approach to his
ministry. And he said, “You can’t really get on with preaching the
Gospel until you’ve touched minds and hearts.” My heart and mind were touched by the words and deeds
of the men and women I worked alongside with in Chicago. And I’d like to
think that we touched the hearts and minds of the neighborhood families whose
lives we helped change. For this, I believe, is our highest calling. You are about to enter the next phase of your life at
a time of great uncertainty. You will be called upon to help restore a free
market that is also fair to all who are willing to work; to seek new sources of
energy that can save our planet; to give future generations the same chance
that you had to receive an extraordinary education. And whether as a person
drawn to public service, or someone who simply insists on being an active
citizen, you will be exposed to more opinions and ideas broadcast through more
means of communications than have ever existed before. You will hear talking
heads scream on cable, read blogs that claim definitive knowledge, and watch
politicians pretend to know what they’re talking about. Occasionally, you
may also have the great fortune of seeing important issues debated by
well-intentioned, brilliant minds. In fact, I suspect that many of you will be
among those bright stars. In this world of competing claims about what is right
and what is true, have confidence in the values with which you’ve been
raised and educated. Be unafraid to speak your mind when those values are at stake.
Hold firm to your faith and allow it to guide you on your journey. Stand as a
lighthouse. But remember too that the ultimate irony of faith
is that it necessarily admits doubt. It is the belief in things not seen.
It is beyond our capacity as human beings to know with certainty what God has
planned for us or what He asks of us, and those of us who believe must trust
that His wisdom is greater than our own. This doubt should not push us away from our faith.
But it should humble us. It should temper our passions, and cause us to be wary
of self-righteousness. It should compel us to remain open, and curious, and
eager to continue the moral and spiritual debate that began for so many of
you within the walls of Notre Dame. And within our vast democracy, this doubt
should remind us to persuade through reason, through an appeal whenever we can
to universal rather than parochial principles, and most of all through an
abiding example of good works, charity, kindness, and service that moves hearts
and minds. For if there is one law that we can be most certain
of, it is the law that binds people of all faiths and no faith together. It is
no coincidence that it exists in Christianity and Judaism; in Islam and
Hinduism; in Buddhism and humanism. It is, of course, the Golden Rule –
the call to treat one another as we wish to be treated. The call to love. To
serve. To do what we can to make a difference in the lives of those with whom
we share the same brief moment on this Earth. So many of you at Notre Dame – by the last
count, upwards of 80%—have lived this law of love through the service
you’ve performed at schools and hospitals; international relief agencies
and local charities. That is incredibly impressive, and a powerful testament to
this institution. Now you must carry the tradition forward. Make it a way of
life. Because when you serve, it doesn’t just improve your community, it
makes you a part of your community. It breaks down walls. It fosters
cooperation. And when that happens – when people set aside their
differences to work in common effort toward a common good; when they struggle
together, and sacrifice together, and learn from one another – all things
are possible. After all, I stand here today, as President and as an
African-American, on the 55th anniversary of the day that the Supreme Court
handed down the decision in Brown v. the Board of Education. Brown was of
course the first major step in dismantling the “separate but equal”
doctrine, but it would take a number of years and a nationwide movement to
fully realize the dream of civil rights for all of God’s children. There
were freedom rides and lunch counters and Billy clubs, and there was also a
Civil Rights Commission appointed by President Eisenhower. It was the twelve
resolutions recommended by this commission that would ultimately become law in
the Civil Rights Act of 1964. There were six members of the commission. It included
five whites and one African-American; Democrats and Republicans; two Southern
governors, the dean of a Southern law school, a Midwestern university
president, and your own Father Ted Hesburgh, President of Notre Dame. They
worked for two years, and at times, President Eisenhower had to intervene
personally since no hotel or restaurant in the South would serve the black and
white members of the commission together. Finally, when they reached an impasse
in Louisiana, Father Ted flew them all to Notre Dame’s retreat in Land
O’Lakes, Wisconsin, where they eventually overcame their differences and
hammered out a final deal. Years later, President Eisenhower asked Father Ted
how on Earth he was able to broker an agreement between men of such different
backgrounds and beliefs. And Father Ted simply said that during their first
dinner in Wisconsin, they discovered that they were all fishermen. And so he
quickly readied a boat for a twilight trip out on the lake. They fished, and
they talked, and they changed the course of history. I will not pretend that the challenges we face will be
easy, or that the answers will come quickly, or that all our differences and
divisions will fade happily away. Life is not that simple. It never has been. But as you leave here today, remember the lessons of
Cardinal Bernardin, of Father Hesburgh, of movements for change both large and
small. Remember that each of us, endowed with the dignity possessed by all
children of God, has the grace to recognize ourselves in one another; to
understand that we all seek the same love of family and the same fulfillment of
a life well-lived. Remember that in the end, we are all fishermen. If nothing else, that knowledge should give us faith
that through our collective labor, and God’s providence, and our
willingness to shoulder each other’s burdens, America will continue on
its precious journey towards that more perfect union. Congratulations on your
graduation, may God Bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.
Last month an Arabic linguist West Point grad;
this month a highly-decorated combat pilot. This new case, and perhaps
Aubrey Sarvis’s compelling
account of it – “Air Force Boots Their 25 Million Dollar
Aviator (He's Gay)” – just may be the final straw. Like
that moment in the McCarthy hearings half a century ago when Joseph Welch
confronted McCarthy: “Let us not assassinate this lad further,
Senator. You have done enough. Have you no sense of decency sir, at long last?
Have you left no sense of decency?”
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