Divided We Stand Saturday, Feb 13 2016 

Of all the charges leveled at Barack Obama by his Republican critics – that he was born in Kenya, that he foisted an unconstitutional health care program on an unsuspecting Congress – one stands up: He promised to unite the country and failed to do so.

It was a foolish promise, but Obama wasn’t the first presidential candidate to make it. That would be Richard Nixon, who in the tumultuous election year of 1968, promised – in addition to having a “secret plan” to end the Vietnam War – that he would “bring us together.”

Needless to say, that didn’t happen. As a presidential pledge it was BS then, it’s BS now, and as long as this country remains a working democracy, it will always be BS. We have never, not even in the founding days of the republic, been a “united” country in the sense that political factionalism and societal disharmony didn’t exist.

George Washington was accused of having kingly ambitions, and though I wasn’t around at that time, I was when, during the heaviest fighting of World War II, Franklin Roosevelt’s Republican opponents denounced him as an incompetent commander-in-chief. (The slogan for the Republican ticket of Thomas Dewey and John Bricker in 1944 was WIN THE WAR QUICKER WITH DEWEY AND BRICKER.)

I also remember being at Vice President Agnew’s side during the presidential campaign of 1972 when a reporter asked him to respond to the charge that his speeches were “divisive.” Agnew’s answer: “Divisive means ‘to divide.’ I thought that’s what elections were all about.”

Unity? It’s a rhetorical fancy advanced by those who really mean, “Why don’t we settle our differences by your agreeing with my position?”

Which is to say I hope I don’t live to see the day when we have a “unified” country; the sort, that is, that Donald Trump and his cerebrally challenged followers would bring about.

 

Sound bite to remember

“Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.”

–Martin Luther King Jr.

 

Get Me to Which Church on Time Friday, Feb 5 2016 

“Rubio himself goes to two churches. Sometimes the family attends a Baptist-affiliated service on Saturday night and a Catholic Mass on Sunday.” Gail Collins, The New York Times, Feb. 4.

In his 1969 biography of Huey Long, historian T. Harry Williams writes about the first time Huey, a north Louisiana Baptist, campaigned for governor in Catholic south Louisiana.

“When I was a boy,” he told his south Louisiana Catholic audience, “I would get up at six o’clock in the morning on Sunday and I would hitch our old horse up to the buggy and take my Catholic grandparents to Mass. I would bring them home and at ten o’clock I would hitch the old horse up again and I would take my Baptist grandparents to church.”

The Cajun Catholic crowd ate it up; after which Huey’s local campaign manager said admiringly, “Huey, you’ve been holding out on me. I didn’t know you had any Catholic grandparents”; to which Huey replied, “Don’t be a damn fool. We didn’t even have a horse.”

Question: On those Saturday night and Sunday morning churchgoing excursions, does Marco hitch up the family horse?

Sound bite to remember

“Huey bought legislators. I only rent ’em.”

Earl Long, on how his style of governance differed from that of his brother.