If you’ve read the preceding editorial containing John McCutcheon’s deeply moving “Christmas in the Trenches,” perhaps you, like we, are wondering why we haven’t learned anything since 1918.
Even in a place where only rhetorical bullets fly, the U.S. Congress, we haven’t learned how to get along, how to work together.
Change some of McCutcheon’s lyrics:
“The walls they kept between us to enact the work of partisanship…”
Isn’t that where we are today?
“The ones who call the shots won’t be those going hungry or without healthcare or without unemployment insurance or without jobs…”
McCutcheon’s song is one of hope based upon a actual event in the middle of a war in which millions died. Of course, that hope lasted only as long as that “flare-lit soccer game” and the exchanging of chocolates and the sharing of photographs. Then, “France was France once more” and the shooting recommenced. What a pity.
What if … No, there is no point to a “what if” about something that occurred nearly 100 years ago.
But we can ask “what if” today. We can ask, “What if the people we elect to do the best the can for the nation stop thinking out re-election and instead think about the good of the people, all the people?”
Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanza, Happy Chanukah.