I posted this back in 2009 and it's still good. Norman Rockwell was really good wasn't he?
It was January 6, 1941 and
President Franklin Roosevelt was preparing to give the State of the Union address required by the constitution. Great Britain and her colonies had been at war
with Germany
since September 1939. Poland
had been split between Germany
and the Soviet Union . Western Europe was under
occupation; Dunkirk
evacuated. Hitler’s Germany
turned her attention to the east in June of 1940 and the Soviet armies
crumbled. At the beginning of 1941 many Americans were still isolationist at
heart. Roosevelt tried to use his speech to
define what was at stake; what we might have to fight for.
It’s hard to remember that
the United States
still had eleven months to go before December 7 of that fateful year. Eleven
months left while we could still pretend that the United States would remain free of
the war engulfing the rest of the world.
President Roosevelt attempted
to define what he called the Four Freedoms. These were Freedom of Speech, Freedom
of Worship, Freedom from Fear, and Freedom from Want. The president who told
that the only thing we had to fear to fear be fear itself was bold enough to
say that along with the other freedoms being free from fear was also a right. Two
years later, in 1943, from late February to early March, the Saturday Evening
Post used four painting by Norman Rockwell to illustrate these freedoms.
The paintings toured the
country in 1943 in a bond drive that raised $130,000,000 in support of the war
effort. The paintings were even used as postage stamps.
I love the faces and images
in these paintings. These are faces that you could see everyday. It’s nice to
believe that anyone can still stand up in a town meeting and say his or her
piece whether they’re wearing a suit and tie or a flannel shirt and blue jeans.
There is a confidence in that face. The confidence that what he has to say will
get a hearing; that he will listen to what others have to say.
The table in the Freedom from
Want painting looks strangely bare by the standards we’ve become used to since
1943. But the family is together and it looks like there is enough to go
around. And both my grandmothers wore those little cotton dresses and it seemed
like they had an apron for everyday of the week.
Our newspapers, TV news and
internet news remind us every day that there are many places in this world that
Freedom to Worship is still a dream. My little hometown had a population of
about four thousand and at least a dozen different churches. While we argue
among ourselves in the United
States most of us can still go to the house
of worship of our choice without fear of attack and with the assurance that
we’ll find the church there when we arrive for services.
I believe that the painting
that moves me the most now is the one for Freedom from Fear. That freedom seems
to be the hardest one to find. A few things have changed since 1943. Most
children don’t have to share a bed with a little brother or sister these days.
Actually, many kids don’t even have to share a room, much less a bed. And that
war news may be found over the net or TV instead of a newspaper; but the war
news is still there. And the fear card has been played over and over during the
past few years.
Fast forward about sixty two years to an
incident described in this excerpt from a 2006 column by Leonard Pitts who
writes for the Miami Herald. I’m not
sure what kind of uniforms these gentlemen were wearing but my imagination is a
fertile one. It isn’t hard to go back sixty years or so and supply black or
brown shirts and red arm bands. The faces change; the fear doesn’t. And I still
have trouble wrapping my mind around the idea that internet porn is a threat to
national security.
"The following happened in the United State
of America
on February 9 of this year.
The scene is the Little Falls branch of
the Montgomery County Public Library in Bethesda ,
Maryland . Business is going on as
usual when two men in uniform stride into the main reading room and call for
attention. Then they make an announcement.
It is forbidden to use the library's computers
to view Internet pornography.
As people are absorbing this, one of the
men challenges a patron about a Web site he is visiting and asks the man to
step outside. At this point, a librarian intervenes and calls the uniformed men
aside. A police officer is summoned. The men leave. It turns out they are
employees of the county's department of Homeland Security and were operating
far outside their authority."
Pitts goes on to describe how hard it is
for the fifty one percent of respondents to a recent poll to imagine
what it would be like to have to ask for permission to travel, watch a movie,
read what you want, even have someone stay at your house without asking someone
if it's ok. And that because we're in a war against terrorism doesn’t give
a government employee the right to come in and look over you shoulder to see
what you're reading or viewing on a computer screen. Of course the poll didn't
ask their respondents answering their questions which freedoms they were
willing to give up in the "fight against terror."
Contrast FDR's
dream with the last few years. Too many are still a paycheck away from finding
very little food on the table. Too often we shout each other down instead of
listening. Too many of us are too willing to see persecution where it may not
exist and forget that our churches, synagogues and mosques are still standing
here. Something that isn’t always true in too many other countries. And worst
of all. The fear card has been played over and over.
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