From Hillary Clinton’s campaign theme “Ready for Change” to Mitt Romney (who continues to change) to Ron Paul’s cash-strapped campaign (which could use some change), politicians and the people have grasped there is something different about this election season.
That something different seems to be personified by Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama. While many commentators, and now the Kennedys, see Obama’s magic as reminiscent of the Camelot era, I would suggest that what we’re seeing has even broader implications than the Kennedy connection.
There is something allegorical about this election season, in a biblical sense. It has been 40 years since the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. and Bobby Kennedy. In the Bible, 40 years is the length of time that marked the season of “wandering in the wilderness.”
For those of us who were around when John F. Kennedy’s youthful optimism inspired us to national sacrifice, King called us to overcome age-old barriers of race, and Bobby Kennedy attempted to lead us across the chasm created by poverty and war, the last 40 years most certainly have felt like a wilderness experience.
In these years, the wars we’ve fought are symptomatic of a sort of wandering from the principles that have grounded this country and the American Dream. The Vietnam War divided us more than any other conflict, with the exception of the Civil War. The Cold War, while reflecting a chill in U.S.-Soviet relations, was so hot that it devastated continents like Africa and debilitated its people. Whether you believe invading Iraq was wrong or the surge is right, it is inarguable that the Iraq war has obscured our sense of national purpose and made us and the world think less of us. This is the wilderness.
In this sense, our political culture has reflected our conflicts. Given the conspiratorial nature of the deaths of JFK, MLK, and RFK, there has been a pale of suspicion and cynicism that has hung over this country like a dark cloud for the last 40 years. Whether it’s the “Southern strategy” of Nixon, the malaise that overcame Carter’s quest for a more humane foreign policy, or the present Supreme Court’s seeming intention to turn back every civil rights-era gain from voting rights to school desegregation, the net effect is the same.
As a nation, we seem to have been one step south of finding our way out of the morass. We have been lost in the wilderness.
What I’m offering is an observation. I am not trying to be a prophet. I don’t pretend to know whether Obama is the 21st century Joshua who will literally lead us to the promised land. But there is something going on. I am not certain whether he is the embodiment of the hope we seek or symbolic of an age that is the long-sought bridge to a better place.
I don’t know if it’s possible for another politician in this race to tap his or her foot to the metronome to which so many seem to be moving. What I do know is the others in the race — Hillary, McCain and Romney — need to understand that people are not simply calling for “change” but a chance to move beyond where we are, not just politically and economically but culturally and spiritually as well.
People seem to be grasping for the meaning that has been missing in the last 40 years. Something has been unleashed this election season. It is not simply what supporters see in Obama. It could be what we see (or want to see) in ourselves. Can we see ourselves, once again, as kindred spirits? Can we see ourselves, once again, committed to a common cause? Can we deconstruct, once and for all, the construct of race that has defined America’s story since the first Native American was felled and the first slave ship docked on America’s shores? Can we come to a new understanding of our role in the world? One that does not hinge on whether we can “make them fear us” but rather inspire them to follow us in pursuit of enduring values like freedom and fair play, which are things that really make America strong.
There are a lot of things about which I’m unsure during this election. But there is one thing about which I’m certain: People seem to be saying — and I agree — that 40 years in the wilderness is long enough.
Charles R. Stith is a former U.S. ambassador to Tanzania and is director of the African Presidential Archives and Research Center at Boston University.
