The debt ceiling crisis of 2011 has passed. We did not default because the Congress and the President got together at the 11th hour and passed a bill that will allow us to borrow what we need until after the 2012 elections. In spite of all the rhetoric about getting a start on fixing our incredible debt problems, not much was accomplished. Our nation’s leaders kicked the can down the road yet again.
I’m an American citizen dying to be proud of my country again. Instead I am sorely disappointed by our inability to attack and solve any of our serious problems. We can debate whether Social Security, Medicare and defense spending are out of control. We can and should have healthy debates over the solutions to our problems. In the end though, we have to be able to trust our elected officials to do what is right for America. Therein lies the problem. We don’t trust our politicians to give us the right time of day even if we buy the book they’ve written and hawked on MSNBC.
We are an extremely divided country now in a way we never were before. If Pearl Harbor was attacked today I wonder if we would accept a military draft. Would young men and women volunteer in overwhelming numbers? Or would we sit and watch MSNBC and Fox News fight over what the correct response should be?
I was raised to believe in democracy as the best possible form of government. Everything I was taught made it clear that participatory government was the way a free people thrive. Yet, watching this latest spectacle play out in Washington, I was struck by a horrifying thought: What if democracy as a form of government no longer works?
What if cable news, radio and the blogosphere, filled with ideologues that have no incentive to compromise, have hijacked our ability to govern effectively? Clearly, advances in communication technology have altered political dialogue and our ability to get things done. There was a time when news traveled a lot slower than it does today. Upon hearing news that might be upsetting, people had time, not only to react, but to think and as a result, form an opinion. Judgments were considered; arrived at based on experience and sharing ideas with others. Today information, including truth, lies, simple errors and the like, moves so fast that it’s nearly impossible to reflect before we respond. Visceral reaction and opinion have become practically synonymous. And should political leaders be unfortunate enough to voice an unconsidered reaction, they pay full price. Never mind that being pressed for a comment in stressful situations increases the odds of a slip. It’s even money that the gaffe will be played over and over again.
Media demands instantaneous response in nearly all situations, from the Casey Anthony trial to the debt ceiling crisis. The media with its 24/7 news cycle has built a monster that demands constant feeding. The need for viewers, which translates into ratings and ultimately cash, also drives what is news and what isn’t. Perhaps that’s always been true but the difference today is that news outlets will do anything, not only to get a story but to create one if they must. That’s why every election is a horserace, every statement is picked apart like a Thanksgiving turkey and every story is framed in a simplistic white hat versus black hat scenario. You’re either a winner or a loser. Compromise is not a compelling story.
How can leaders govern in this environment? Political action groups, another cancer that is destroying everything this nation has built over the last 200 years, use instant communication technology to do a number on elected officials who stray even slightly from positions taken or promises made. Governing is all about compromise. We will never agree on every major issue we face. The best deals usually happen when both sides give a little to get what matters most to them. When giving means you may not be around in the next cycle to get something you believe in, why bother? Recent history suggests you can stay in office as long as you don’t negotiate; even if nothing gets done.
Yet, I still hope that average citizens, seemingly preoccupied with day to day struggles, are not the somnolent, indifferent people some think they are. The beauty of our democracy has always been our ability to work together to fix what’s wrong. Democracy works but it takes work. The time to speak out is now.
Copyright 2011, Len Serafino. All rights reserved.
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Monday, August 8, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Where Have You Gone Kit Carson?
Imagine if you will the early American pioneers traveling in wagon trains from Missouri all the way to California. Rugged men, women and children all, they battled weather, tricky terrain, unpredictable rivers and angry Native Americans to reach their new homes. It could be argued that these pioneers defined the American can-do spirit. These men and women had an insatiable thirst for adventure. Traveling for as long as six months to reach their promised land, they consistently demonstrated independence in thought and action. America is a great country because these brave souls wouldn’t accept the conventional wisdom that it wasn’t safe to make a 2,000 mile journey in a wagon. They believed in themselves and in the future of America.
Now imagine what would have happened if, when they reached the Rocky Mountains, they found a band of fellow Americans wearing uniforms with patches that said TSA on their shirts. Picture an agent of the Federal government requesting identification, demanding that the men remove their belts and boots. Imagine the women being subjected to a pat down through their petticoats. Can you hear the TSA agent telling them they could not take their water-filled canteens another step further because they weren’t purchased at the entrance to the mountain range? When the TSA agents insisted that the men leave their weapons behind, I’m guessing a riot would have ensued which the history books would no doubt refer to as the Massacre of South Pass, Wyoming.
I was standing in line before 6 a.m. at the Nashville International Airport last week trying to get to Detroit. There was an unusually large crowd that morning trying to get through security, nervously checking their watches and praying they would make their flights. That is when they weren’t distracted by emails and text messages or listening to Maroon 5 on their i-Pods. Like sheep we all did exactly as we were told. We handed over our boarding passes along with our picture IDs just to get into the line.
As we got closer to the gray buckets and conveyor belts we ran through our mental checklist: Wallet, jewelry, cell phone, coins, belts, tiny toiletries and oh yes, laptops. We know that all these items along with any jackets and shoes must be removed and placed in the buckets. We gently pushed them along, careful to smile at any TSA agents that might look in our direction. It makes no sense to look like an independent, non-compliant American citizen. No one wants to submit to the public pat down or electric wanding that suggests you’re either a potential threat to national security or a dummy who doesn’t even know how to fly to Detroit.
With plenty of time on my hands, I found myself scrutinizing the faces of my fellow travelers. I was looking for any signs of rebellion in the ranks. Maybe we’re too distracted to rebel. Perhaps a bit self satisfied that life is good enough so why make waves? It doesn’t take that long to get through the line anyway. Seriously, shouldn’t we carefully examine gray-haired old men and women, checking even their canes to be sure we can fly safely? Doesn’t it make sense to send innocent 5 year old red-blooded American children through an x-ray machine? I feel safer don’t you?
I go through this process nearly every week. Usually it doesn’t take very long but it is frustrating nevertheless. That morning I couldn’t help thinking about the American spirit and whether we have any fight left in us. What will it take for us to say, enough!
“Sir, before I let you board the plane you will have to recite the Pledge of Allegiance and sing God Bless America into this microphone or you can’t fly today.”
“Excuse me miss, we have your identification and your ticket is valid but our clerk here is going to perform a full cavity search live on television which will be seen by anyone sitting in the food court.”
I understand the need for airport security. No one wants a repeat of 9/11. But we have become much too willing to accept patently absurd notions about safety because it’s easier than fighting the craziness. Passenger profiling need not be based solely on ethnic or racial stereotypes. In fact experts say it would be a mistake. Regardless, our current security system makes air travel a nuisance. If only we had the ingenuity of our forefathers. Surely we could find a better way. Most of us know America can do better. Our ancestors would have done something about it.
Copyright Len Serafino 2011. All rights reserved.
Now imagine what would have happened if, when they reached the Rocky Mountains, they found a band of fellow Americans wearing uniforms with patches that said TSA on their shirts. Picture an agent of the Federal government requesting identification, demanding that the men remove their belts and boots. Imagine the women being subjected to a pat down through their petticoats. Can you hear the TSA agent telling them they could not take their water-filled canteens another step further because they weren’t purchased at the entrance to the mountain range? When the TSA agents insisted that the men leave their weapons behind, I’m guessing a riot would have ensued which the history books would no doubt refer to as the Massacre of South Pass, Wyoming.
I was standing in line before 6 a.m. at the Nashville International Airport last week trying to get to Detroit. There was an unusually large crowd that morning trying to get through security, nervously checking their watches and praying they would make their flights. That is when they weren’t distracted by emails and text messages or listening to Maroon 5 on their i-Pods. Like sheep we all did exactly as we were told. We handed over our boarding passes along with our picture IDs just to get into the line.
As we got closer to the gray buckets and conveyor belts we ran through our mental checklist: Wallet, jewelry, cell phone, coins, belts, tiny toiletries and oh yes, laptops. We know that all these items along with any jackets and shoes must be removed and placed in the buckets. We gently pushed them along, careful to smile at any TSA agents that might look in our direction. It makes no sense to look like an independent, non-compliant American citizen. No one wants to submit to the public pat down or electric wanding that suggests you’re either a potential threat to national security or a dummy who doesn’t even know how to fly to Detroit.
With plenty of time on my hands, I found myself scrutinizing the faces of my fellow travelers. I was looking for any signs of rebellion in the ranks. Maybe we’re too distracted to rebel. Perhaps a bit self satisfied that life is good enough so why make waves? It doesn’t take that long to get through the line anyway. Seriously, shouldn’t we carefully examine gray-haired old men and women, checking even their canes to be sure we can fly safely? Doesn’t it make sense to send innocent 5 year old red-blooded American children through an x-ray machine? I feel safer don’t you?
I go through this process nearly every week. Usually it doesn’t take very long but it is frustrating nevertheless. That morning I couldn’t help thinking about the American spirit and whether we have any fight left in us. What will it take for us to say, enough!
“Sir, before I let you board the plane you will have to recite the Pledge of Allegiance and sing God Bless America into this microphone or you can’t fly today.”
“Excuse me miss, we have your identification and your ticket is valid but our clerk here is going to perform a full cavity search live on television which will be seen by anyone sitting in the food court.”
I understand the need for airport security. No one wants a repeat of 9/11. But we have become much too willing to accept patently absurd notions about safety because it’s easier than fighting the craziness. Passenger profiling need not be based solely on ethnic or racial stereotypes. In fact experts say it would be a mistake. Regardless, our current security system makes air travel a nuisance. If only we had the ingenuity of our forefathers. Surely we could find a better way. Most of us know America can do better. Our ancestors would have done something about it.
Copyright Len Serafino 2011. All rights reserved.
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