Every year the return of
Christmas puts me in mind of my Brooklyn childhood. I recall the mountains of toys Santa always
brought and the stockings we hung on the living room bookcases because we had
no chimney.
And when I think about these
things, a smile comes to my face.
Christmas was a happy time. It
was a time when Saint Nick always came through.
Like most (even Jewish) parents, mine warned my sister and me that if we
were not good, there would be no toys on the floor or goodies in our stockings.
Yet there always were. Mind you, the stocking stuffers were never awe-inspiring. They were usually oranges, walnuts, and tiny
toy cars. Still, they were not the lumps
of coal we were assured was the fate of the naughty.
Nowadays our president,
Barack Obama, likes to portray himself as a sort of universal Santa Claus. He is forever bragging about the gifts he has
bestowed on everyone—with the possible exception of the rich.
As he sees it, he is
bringing social justice to the poor, prosperity to the middle classes, and
peace to all humankind. And the most
wondrous gift of all—why it is Obamacare.
It is touted as a magical elixir that will cure all of our health woes
forever and ever.
Only, as luck would have it,
this has been the year of coal in our collective stockings. Thus, we have been provided with an
international agreement that allows Iran to continue moving toward nuclear
armament. In return for lots of money,
it is not even required to stop enriching uranium.
Then here at home we have
been blessed with a budget deal that does not reduce spending, but instead increases
the deficit. Meanwhile millions of
Americans have had their medical insurance canceled, at the same time that an
incompetently designed website prevents them from purchasing ridiculously
expensive substitutes.
Nor, of course, has the
economy taken a decisive turn upward. It
remains stuck in neutral with little to show for years of Keynesian-style pump-priming.
So why is this so? Have we been bad little boys and girls? If we listen carefully to our president, the
answer seems to be yes. For instance, in
his view, we deserve to have our international pretentions clipped because we
have been insufferably arrogant. As a
consequence, we must now stand aside to allow nations like Iran to have their
day in the sun.
Likewise on the home front,
we have been equally egotistical. We
have denied the poor social justice and trampled on the dignity of minorities,
women, and the sexually dispossessed. We
have even forced undocumented immigrants to suffer the humiliation of sitting
in line to wait for health care at hospital emergency rooms.
According to Obama, however,
our fundamental sin seems to be overweening pride in our successes. Many of us apparently think we built this
nation. Others are falsely convinced we
used our superior power to protect the world from tyranny. But no—this is our selfishness speaking.
I, on the other hand,
believe our transgressions lie elsewhere.
I would describe our greatest sin as political
negligence. We, at least a lot of
us, believed our president when he told us we could keep our insurance plans
and our doctors. He got away with these
lies because so many Americans refused to verify his words.
Think also of the young women
who naively believed there was a conservative war against them that would be
remedied by free birth control. Or what
about those Jews who trusted Obama when he declared himself a faithful friend
of Israel. Or how about those insurance
companies that assumed Obamacare would make them rich.
A year ago, we might
collectively have stopped the Obama sleigh from delivering today’s lumps of
coal, but too many voters childishly chose to believe what they heard without
doing due political diligence. Sadly, we
got what even they did not want.
Melvyn L. Fein, Ph.D.
Professor of Sociology
Kennesaw State University