Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Religious Equality in America

I posted an essay today at the Rockridge Institute's online conference Spiritual Progressives: A Dialogue on Values and Building a Movement. Discussions today focus on such matters as religion and politics and separation of church and state. The conference is ongoing, May 9th-May 20th.

Here is my contribution.

How to deal with the matter of religion and public life was one of the central questions facing the framers of the Constitution as they invented a new nation. (I have written about this on my web site and in my book Eternal Hostility: The Struggle Between Theocracy and Democracy.)

For 150 years, the colonies had, for the most part, been little theocracies, run by different established churches. The framers knew well the problems posed by religious supremacism, although they certainly did not call it that in those days. They understood what can happen when religions wield state power. And they knew that in order to bind together the potentially fractious new nation they needed to inoculate it against the ravages of religious bigotry and worse -- the religious warfare that had wracked Europe for a millennium.

What did they do? Well, in the first place they made no mention of God in the Constitution. What they did do, was to put in Article 6, a key phrase, "...no religious Test shall ever be required as a Qualification to any Office or public Trust under the United States." (Cornell University historian Issack Kramnick details the history of Article 6 in his book The Godless Constitution.)

What this meant was that for the first time in the history of the world, religious orientation would not be a consideration as to one's qualifications for office. By logical extension, this also meant that one's religious identity would be irrelevant to one's status as a citizen. This clause, set in motion the disestablishment of the churches, by making religious equality the law of the land. It was a radical idea, and it passed overwhelmingly and with little debate. When the Constitution was sent to the state legislatures for ratification, the absence of mention of God and Christianity in the Constitution led the the Christian Right of the day to fight ratification. They lost.

While it was deeply significant that Catholics, atheists, Quakers, and Jews would enjoy equal status as citizens in the United States along with Protestants of various sorts, they key was that people had the right to believe differently. Religious freedom, as we think of it now, is the right of individual conscience. In terms of our role as citizens this is perhaps best framed as religious equality. I believe that when we are grounded in this history and are able to articulate this history and its contemporary meaning, progressives will own the moral and political high ground in the public debate with the theocratic Christian Right.

The First Amendment built on and clarified the implications of Article 6. But what Article 6 did was to establish the right to believe and to think differently without having to answer to a state sponsored religious orthodoxy. The right to believe and therefore to think differently, is a necessary prerequisite for speaking freely and worshipping freely. It is this right to believe differently that is the foundation for every advance in civil and human rights in our history.

It is also the historical fact of our right to believe differently as enshrined in Article 6 that unravels the false claim that the U.S. was founded as a "Christian nation." Indeed, it was Christians, members of established churches, who wrote the Constitution and who ratified it in the state legislatures. In that sense it was Christian political leaders who believed so deeply in the need for religious equality that they disestablished their own churches.

If religious equality is to survive in our time, I believe it is necessary for us to reclaim our history and stand up to the historical revisionism of today's theocratic Christian Right.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Fred -

Hello, Fred! It has been too long. I hope you are doing well. And judging by your media appearances and your blog, it certainly seems you are.

A San Francisco friend just called from her car to report that she was just then listening to you appearing on FRESH AIR. She was really impressed, and urged me to listen. I checked the WAMU-FM station schedule (they are the only station that airs FRESH AIR and the program does not run again so unfortunately I will not be able to hear it/you today.

May I take this opportunity to update you about developments on this end. In the first week of January, Dolores and I went to Laos and Vietnam on a long-planned vacation. Initially, we had intended to participate in a reunion of former International Voluntary Service volunteers in Laos. (As I believe you know, I worked there in the 1960s as a conscientious objector to the Vietnam War and refused to wear a uniform or to kill people.) But unfortunately we were delayed by a snowstorm in Chicago, and having electronic tickets we were delayed another night in Hong Kong because United Airlines insisted that we had to have paper tickets.

So when we finally arrived in Vientiane, the gathering had ended and all but two IVS people had already departed. So we then departed by road with Ron, a former IVS Vietnam volunteer from Iowa, in a van with a guide and driver on a two week-long trip by road all over northern Laos to areas where it was totally impossible for me to go to when I was working there during 1964-67, including Luang Nam Tha and the Plain of Jars and much more. We spoke at length with a former Pathet Lao officer who lived with local people for 14 years in a cave to avoid incessant USAF bombings. We even reached Muong Sing - where the infamous CIA asset Tom Dooley once hung his hat, and some six miles from the Chinese border. We also visited the former royal capital Luang Prabang, watched the orange-robed Buddhist monks receiving alms from citizens at 6:00 a.m., and we walked the mile-long street of non-stop beautiful handicrafts (and made some purchases!). I even walked up 360 steps to see a golden buddha overlooking the city.

We then went forward for another week briefly to Ho Chi Minh City and then to Hanoi. We visited Ho Chi Minh's office, the Museum of the Revolution, walked many of the 33 different streets (Basket Street, Fish Street, Hardware Street, etc.), and spoke with three women who fought with Ho Chi Minh, and much more. It was truly one of the most wonderful vacations any two people could ever dream of.

But of course we had to go home again. So we flew back - some twenty hours. We finally landed in Chicago at O'Hare Airport and after we went through Immigration and Customs, we then got on a Down escalator with Dolores four people ahead of me. When I reached the bottom of the escalator, Dolores was nowhere in sight! With thousands of people coming and going, I can tell you this is a truly frightening feeling. I went to somebody and asked them to page her. He replied vehemently "We do not have a paging system." By this time I was quite desperate to find her, I refused to accept that, threw a fit, swore, etc. and they suddenly found the paging system. Dolores and I reconnected again and began the trek some 45 gates to get the flight to DC. I then had a cramp in my leg but it was the same cramp I often had and which would go away, so I handed in our boarding passes and took two steps into the plane. Suddenly, I realized that I had absolutely no feeling in my left foot. Though I have never read anything about blood clots or about flying with a blood clot, I instinctively knew I could not fly and exclaimed to Dolores that we must not board the flight. They called an ambulance to the side of the plane and took us to the nearest hospital - the Resurrection Hospital.

There I received the most wonderful care from the doctors and nurses. Dolores was told first that I was close to death, then there was a 5% chance to save my leg, then 10%, then 50% and then they finally did save it. I spent a month there and had four operations. You might say I was "resurrected." We then learned from our own general practitioner doctor of a world-famous Dr. Christopher Attinger here, who heads the Center for Wound Healing at Georgetown University Hospital. As a former Vietnam vet who was injured, his specialty is limb salvage and he very rarely amputates. He is not only a great doctor, he is a wonderful man in Dolores's and my many interactions with him. As a former Vietnam veteran, he said that "prosthetics are the only good thing that has resulted from the Vietnam and Iraq wars." A sad and telling comment.

However, he finally told us: "I can save your leg but you will be on painkillers for the rest of your life." Then our decision was of course very easy. I can tell you straight up that I felt absolutely no sadness or self-pity about losing the leg; already back in the hospital in Chicago when amputation was first considered, I decided that I will walk again. After that hospital, I was transferred to a pretty intense program at the National Rehabilitation Hospital (NRH) in Washington. I spent two weeks there and had daily exercise workouts with physical and occupational therapists.

So Fred, as I write to you today, I am now finally at home with Dolores, Emma and our dog and two cats. A physical therapist from the Visiting Nurse Association comes to our home three times weekly and runs me through a series of intense exercises. I am really into achieving my central goal – regaining my strength and am relearning how to walk.

I inhabit the first floor of our house and I sleep in a (not very comfortable) rented hospital bed. Unfortunately, it features a rubber sheet to protect against folks who are incontinent, etc. [I am not yet that.] Though we have added a real sheet on top, the net result is that my back sweats a lot and thus sticks to the sheet, meaning that most nights I am awake as much as I am alseep. My therapist has taught me to go upstairs backwards one step at a time and altogether, I have had a total of five showers since January 26 (the date of our memorable experience in Chicago's O'Hare airport and subsequent hospitalization). My latest shower was today . . . I am clean again for a short time.

As of today, I have eight more days until I receive the first of two prosthetic legs from my prosthetist, who I have come to know and consider to be extremely skilled and very reliable. I can not wait! They tell me it will take me 4-6 weeks to learn the ropes with the leg, with the help of trained physical therapists. I am scheduled to commence a program of physical therapy, in addition to the therapy I do here at the house three times a week with a very skilled woman therapist plus working out with my personal trainer (who I have been seeing for about six years). My goal is to continue to strengthen my upper body, my good leg, and my residual limb [known as RL; I much prefer this prosthetic term to the word many use when speaking about what is left after an amputation -"stump" since I care a lot about my RL and do not like "stump" because it conjures up a dead tree stump after a huge storm.] Then in August, I will get the "C Leg" (check it on Google) and which is said to be my ticket to walking and much more.

I was fitted two weeks ago for the first of two prosthetic legs, which I will receive in another week. Then I will begin a new phase of physical therapy. And in August, I will receive my ‘permanent’ new leg – it is called the “C leg” (look it up on Google) which originally was developed for the Pentagon by a German doctor, Otto Bock, and which many U.S. military Iraq amputees now being treated at Walter Reed Hospital. Given my work vs the military (and the CIA), I take a special pleasure from getting a leg made for them.

It will not surprise you when I tell you that Dolores has truly been my rock throughout this entire experience. She was at my bedside throughout the time I was hospitalized, and now here at home she is unfortunately burdened with attending to my needs as well as doing all the tasks that I used to do such as washing the dishes, taking out the garbage and trash, clearing brush in the yard, feeding our dog and cats, etc. But more importantly, she feeds me a diet of good healthy food and is extremely supportive in every way as I seek to "get back on my feet" in every sense.

That is all for now. I have to shuck five ears of corn for our dinner.

Say hi from me to Kate. And keep on 'keepin on.


All best wishes,

Lou

7:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is the first time I have been on your web site. I'd like to share with up what I wrote immediately after listening to Fresh Air tonight:
D. J. Kennedy and Frederick Clarkson were on Fresh Air with Terry Gross tonight. Kennedy’s theories as an Evangelical Christian and Frederick Clarkson’s as author of Eternal Hostility: The Struggle Between Theocracy and Democracy would be good reading for all of us. However, I fear neither would effect a change of attitude on the fanatics in either camp. I must constantly remind myself and others who are willing to listen that there is an important, basic difference between theists and humanists: Secular humanists would not deny, or even object to, the rights of theists to believe what ever they choose to believe and to practice those beliefs freely. However, theists do not have the right to legislate (impose) their practices on others nor do they have the right to legislate against the rights of others to believe as they choose and to live their lives in accordance with their beliefs.

9:29 PM  

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