Lest It Slip through Our Hands

There have been 9 generations of Americans since the ratification of the Constitution.  Our form of federal governance has been discussed and amended by citizens over our Republic’s history as we labor together to create a more perfect union.

Over the last 80 years however, that “conversation” has gradually intensified until the present moment. The rule of law and civil rights are ignored. Corruption is flagrant. The treasure of America is being raided and spent without Congressional oversight.

Dark money has bored into the election system, causing candidates to find more substantial sources of funding to win a race. Citizens United, one of the most consequential Supreme Court rulings on the election system​, has diminished the vote of the people. The rich and powerful ​have steadily gain​ed greater influence.

The American citizen is the last and greatest bastion of our freedom and justice. But how do we become the kind of citizens who know how to wield power or identify its misuse​ by our representatives and administration?

I can only share my own experience to describe how I learned about my government and the roles a citizen plays to fulfill his or her obligation.

As a child and teen my parents led discussions at the dinner table about our nation’s history and, at times, of elections and why they voted for a candidate. Often, my mother and father diverged on candidates which was fun with spirited debates. This was how my sisters and I realized the nature of democracy​: it is participatory.

In public school, we students learned how and why our form of government was established, and what rights are guaranteed and rules of order. Social studies and civics education was integrated into K-12 education. Debate clubs offered students instruction on how to defend ideas while learning to respectfully listen to opposing views. When Congress functions in this manner it is called bipartisanship. Compromise is the core.

Public institutions further reminded us about democratic behavior. Churches, clubs, libraries, museums, and public leaders across many disciplines modeled how we treat and care for each other as citizens and neighbors. Standards of moral behavior kept the Republic steady. No​ one is above the law in a democratic nation.  

My parents and grandparents also supported our education with expectations we would apply ourselves to learn a body of facts and skills that prepared us to go out in the world. Then, there were generally accepted truths and facts shared by three TV channels. Diversity of thought and opinion were available in numerous print magazines and journals. People read books, journal articles, and local newspapers. We exchanged opinions face to face.

My parent’s love of reading was contagious. Biographies, literature, and poetry – culture from across the world – was brought to us as we read together or listened to discussions. I recall my father reading Sherlock Holmes mysteries out loud on a winter’s day around a roaring fire. How was this possible? There were no cell phone​s, no social media. And, in our small southern town in Tennessee, no business was open on Sunday. There was time and quietude. We were not wealthy or powerful people. Our relatives were farmers and skilled laborers. They all understood that dreams could be fulfilled with a good public education.

I do not expect that we could or would even wish to go back to those “slow” times, but maybe we might look back to understand how to raise up citizens who are curious, well read, and able to function as a living guardrail to keep our democracy fit and strong.

A key skill is the ability to discern when ideas that are opposed to a healthy functioning democracy rise up as they do from time to time. Today, American citizens can barely make heads from tails with an onslaught of disinformation and outright lies. AI enables citizens to create false videos to fool an electorate. We are all to blame for the mess we are in today.

Should we wish to keep our democracy, we must seriously confront these issues. Working locally to speak truth to power; to discipline ourselves to listen respectfully to ideas you may abhor. But listen we must.

We are the guardians of freedom, of liberty, lest we neglect our obligations and let it slip through our hands. 

Capitol Building Rotunda, Photo by Susan Feathers
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Author: Susan Feathers

Family, friends, nature, books, writing, a good pen and journal, freedom of thought, culture, and peaceful co-relations - these are the things that occupy my mind, my heart, my time...

4 thoughts on “Lest It Slip through Our Hands”

  1. How did I miss this piece?! It is brilliant! I visualized you all sitting together around the table or near the fireplace listening to your parents read and discuss topics of importance and encouraging you to be informed and active participants in your community/world.

    You’re very fortunate to have had them share their sense of patriotism and encourage you to be active participants in your world. As a fighter pilot, your father fully committed his life to those values.

    Rarely did our family sit together for a meal, except on Sundays when we’d go out for dinner after church. It’s the only way my dad could escape patients calling or even coming to our home, unannounced.

    I SO cherish our friendship and am in awe of your ‘brilliance’… in every sense of the word.

    I love you.❤️B

    I hope Tommy & Heather read this piece…?

    “Wherever you go, there you are” Jon Kabat-Zinn

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    1. Thanks, Dear Friend. Yes, I cherish these family experiences. After WWII, the vast number of Americans had real experience with the threat of Fascism and they had either experienced the death or injury of a loved one, and/or had direct experience in supporting the war effort. Mom and Dad both spoke about these times at length and we youngsters soaked it up. Now, most of our citizenry has little idea why the NATO alliance exists nor the function it serves. Also, most of our families don’t sit down together at dinner. Especially now as so many young families are worked to death trying to make ends meet at home. We also had a President OF and FOR the people and a First Lady whom the public loved and respected for her work to establish international values and structures such as the United Nations.

      Betty, your father – a doctor in a small community when medicine was his whole responsibility – is also worthy of praise. Your mother was a strong and politically involved Mom. So, there are many examples of how our families gave to the strengthening to the republic.

      In this time of so much rancor, I want us to recognize that we have more in common than not! How will we go forward to address the weaknesses in our governance? We can work together at all levels of government to build it back strong and fair, in service of the people – not the super wealthy and corrupt individuals – and come out better and more informed.

      You and I may not see it full development, but boy, the citizens of Hungary came together across political lines to give a resounding message to the world and to the power of the people to govern themselves.

      Love you, too! Friends for life!

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