I grew up a child of the 60's. Literally, Ike was a lame duck when I was born, by the time I was 2 we were living in a small town in the Laurel Mountains of southwestern Pa. That makes me slightly older than President Obama, from a very different upbringing. At 9 my friends and I had the run of the town on our bikes, sandlot baseball in the backyards, Cowboys N Indians, and of course war. We watched Matt Dillon getting his villain, Mayberry RFD and other shows on our black and white TV sets and while I don't remember exactly when on the journey I had discovered Mom was Santa Claus, and then the Easter Bunny and then the Tooth Fairy. I knew about that one for a while figuring I'd milk the money. It became a standing joke if I needed a small loan that I could always knock out a tooth.
We play these untruths on our children for a number of reasons. To teach life lessons. To uphold and honor traditions that go back to our tribal beginnings. To give an affirmation on Christmas morning that yes, you are good and you are loved.
One by one they popped. For each of us in our own way, all in our own time, the cocoons of mythos popped.
Where I'm trying to go with all this is there is one final fairy cocoon to be popped, and I saw an instance of its promulgation this week. You may recognize the sentence:
I want us to live up to her expectations. I want our democracy to be as good as she imagined it. All of us - we should do everything we can to make sure this country lives up to our children's expectations. - President Obama
Yeah, I teared up a little. Then it started churning.
I realized the last fairy was hiding something really ugly.
If we as a people are to look in the mirror, and see ourselves the way the world sees us, we're not the good guys anymore. It's debatable to what degree we were in the past, but it's been considerable. We've stepped it up lately, hell y'all are the choir, you know.
The point is, that vision from the mirror doesn't match Mom and apple pie. When we realize we are torturing prisoners, engineering dirty tricks in other countries, shooting at terrorists on one side of the world and
training terrorists on the other, pop! That is the last tooth fairy spell to be broken, the Mom and apple pie fairy, I guess.
Many of our contemporaries will never see the ugly. To see it will rock the core of their being. They might admit to fringes of this ugliness, and many cite the right problems but ascribe them to the wrong reasons. Still others are just mean and don't care.
For the rest of us the thing is that once you recognize this, what the hell can you do about it?
Hearing those words I quoted above, brought to my imagination my country in the context of my youthful understanding. I would so love to be able to set these things aright, to live up to my own expectations of my country when I was 9. But it is beyond my capability to bring those who would torture to justice. It is beyond my capabilities to stop spending our national treasure to benefit the corporate class. It is beyond my capabilities to stop manufacturing the mortal enemies of our country.
In the eyes of that long past innocence, my country should be the beacon of hope to the oppressed. Most certainly not the oppressor. It is beyond my capabilities to effect that sort of change, I thought that's why we hired you, Mr President. If we are ever going to even inch there to rekindle that beacon, we need a champion.
-Hoot