Letters from an American - February 17, 2025
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                                         February 17, 2025. Today is Presidents Day, a somewhat vague holiday placed in 1968 on
                                         
                                         the third Monday in February, near the date of George Washington's birthday on February
                                         
                                         22, 1732, but also traditionally including Abraham Lincoln, who was born on February 12th,
                                         
                                         1809. Some states celebrate Washington's birthday, some celebrate Washington's and Lincoln's,
                                         
                                         some celebrate all presidents, some celebrate none. Washington looms large in our understanding
                                         
                                         of what it means to lead a democratic country, in large
                                         
                                         part because in the early years of the republic no one knew how a democratically elected leader
                                         
    
                                         should act. Washington knew that anything he did would become the standard for anyone
                                         
                                         who came after him. I walk on untrodden ground, he wrote in 1790, the year after he assumed
                                         
                                         the office of the presidency. There is scarcely any part of my conduct which may not hereafter be drawn into precedent.
                                         
                                         Famously, minister and writer Mason Locke Weems, more commonly known as Parson Weems,
                                         
                                         wrote down for the citizens of this new nation the qualities they should require in a leader.
                                         
                                         His The Life of Washington,
                                         
                                         published in 1800, the year after Washington's death, was written not to reflect the facts
                                         
                                         of Washington's life, biographies would not focus on facts for almost a century, but to
                                         
    
                                         show virtues the nation's youth should imitate and to establish a set of attributes against which future voters could judge those vying to lead the nation.
                                         
                                         Weems' Washington was generous, reverent, studious, athletic,
                                         
                                         martial, hardworking, and beloved by his comrades.
                                         
                                         To be a good citizen and a good leader meant living a moral and
                                         
                                         industrious life. Notably, though, the story the
                                         
                                         generations of Americans remembered and repeated to their children, the story of a young George
                                         
                                         Washington and the cherry tree, was not in the 1800 incarnation of Weems's biography. It didn't
                                         
                                         show up until a new edition appeared in 1806.
                                         
    
                                         The story is only about a page long.
                                         
                                         Weems, who clearly made up many of the scenes in the text, wrote that he heard the story
                                         
                                         20 years ago from an aged lady who was a distant relative and when a girl spent much of her
                                         
                                         time in the family. Weems claimed it was too valuable to be lost
                                         
                                         and too true to be doubted.
                                         
                                         According to the account, when George was about six years old,
                                         
                                         he was made the wealthy master of a hatchet,
                                         
                                         of which, like most little boys, he was immoderately fond
                                         
    
                                         and was constantly going about shopping everything
                                         
                                         that came in his way. One day, the garden he unluckily tried the edge of his hatchet on the body of a
                                         
                                         beautiful young English cherry tree. The next morning the old gentleman finding
                                         
                                         out what had befallen his tree came into the house and with much warmth asked for
                                         
                                         the mischievous author. Nobody could tell him anything about it.
                                         
                                         Presently, George and his hatchet made their appearance.
                                         
                                         George, said his father, do you know who killed
                                         
                                         that beautiful little cherry tree yonder in the garden?
                                         
    
                                         This was a tough question,
                                         
                                         and George staggered under it for a moment,
                                         
                                         but quickly recovered himself.
                                         
                                         And looking at his father, with the sweet face of youth
                                         
                                         brightened with the inexpressible charm
                                         
                                         of all conquering truth, he bravely cried out,
                                         
                                         I can't tell a lie, Pa, you know I can't tell a lie.
                                         
                                         I did cut it with my hatchet.
                                         
    
                                         Run to my arms, you dearest boy,
                                         
                                         cried his father in
                                         
                                         transports.
                                         
                                         Run to my arms.
                                         
                                         Glad am I, George, that you killed my tree, for you have
                                         
                                         paid me for it a thousandfold.
                                         
                                         Such an act of heroism in my son is more worth than a
                                         
                                         thousand trees, though blossomed with silver and
                                         
    
                                         their fruits of purest gold. The years between the
                                         
                                         first appearance of the life of Washington in 1800 and the addition with
                                         
                                         the cherry tree story in 1806 had seen a dramatic change in the nation's
                                         
                                         political fortunes. The Jeffersonian Republican Party had risen to stand
                                         
                                         against Washington's Federalist Party. The Jeffersonian Republicans, also known as the Democratic Republicans,
                                         
                                         were something entirely different from the modern-day Republican Party,
                                         
                                         which formed in the 1850s.
                                         
                                         Federalists distrusted Thomas Jefferson, the party's leader,
                                         
    
                                         who was elected president in 1800 after a bitter and vicious campaign.
                                         
                                         Federalists thought Jefferson was sneaky and underhanded, a liar even, and they worried
                                         
                                         desperately about what would become of the new nation under such a president.
                                         
                                         Parson Weems was a Federalist who believed that public greatness depended on private virtues. The insertion of the cherry tree story in the 1806 version of his life of Washington
                                         
                                         highlighted that honesty was a key virtue for a democratic leader.
                                         
                                         In the 1830s, William Holmes McGuffey reproduced the story of Washington and the cherry tree
                                         
                                         in his wildly popular McGuffey's Re series used across the country as textbooks. The story's message
                                         
                                         of guilelessness and honesty as a central virtue for a president served
                                         
    
                                         Abraham Lincoln in the 1850s after more than a decade in which northern voters
                                         
                                         felt they had been repeatedly sold out by presidents who abandoned campaign promises
                                         
                                         and caved to the demands of southern elites.
                                         
                                         Lincoln brought his reputation as honest Abe into his political career, and his supporters,
                                         
                                         who had grown up on McGuffey's readers, highlighted it.
                                         
                                         For all that presidents hid things from the American public, especially information about their health, and spun things to their advantage, there was an expectation that the president wouldn't lie brazenly to the people.
                                         
                                         It came as a shock when in 1960, President Dwight D. Eisenhower publicly supported a complicated story that a U-2 spy plane shot down over the Soviet Union
                                         
                                         was a weather research aircraft, only to have the Soviets produce the pilot, Francis Gary Powers,
                                         
    
                                         and state they had captured the remains of the craft along with a camera and footage of Soviet
                                         
                                         military installations. The embarrassment of the lie reportedly led Eisenhower to tell an aide,
                                         
                                         I would like to resign. President Richard Nixon did resign after recordings
                                         
                                         proved he was lying about his role in the cover-up of the 1972 break-in at the
                                         
                                         Democratic National Committee headquarters in the Washington DC
                                         
                                         Watergate complex. When given the opportunity to paint any scenes he wished in the US Capitol
                                         
                                         Rotunda as it was being rebuilt after the War of 1812, fine artist John Trumbull chose
                                         
                                         to portray the moment when Washington resigned his wartime commission after negotiators had
                                         
    
                                         signed the Treaty of Paris ending the Revolutionary War. Trumbull told President James Madison
                                         
                                         he had chosen that moment because,
                                         
                                         "'I have thought that one of the highest moral lessons
                                         
                                         "'ever given to the world was that presented
                                         
                                         "'by the conduct of the Commander-in-Chief
                                         
                                         "'in resigning his power and commission as he did,
                                         
                                         "'when the army perhaps would have been
                                         
                                         "'unanimously with, and few of the
                                         
    
                                         people disposed to resist his retaining the power which he had used with such happy success.
                                         
                                         The portrait of our first president voluntarily giving up power rather than becoming a dictator
                                         
                                         will always be foundational to the true principles of the United States of America, and is certainly
                                         
                                         reason enough to celebrate him.
                                         
                                         But in 2025, as we navigate an ocean of disinformation under a president who won office thanks to
                                         
                                         what is actually called the big lie that he won the 2020 presidential election. There is also reason to honor the idea
                                         
                                         that a democracy depends upon citizens' ability
                                         
                                         to make informed decisions
                                         
    
                                         about their leaders and their policies.
                                         
                                         That ability, in turn, depends on leaders' honesty.
                                         
                                         A lesson taught more than 200 years ago
                                         
                                         by a parson who wrote about a future president,
                                         
                                         a hatchet, and a cherry tree.
                                         
                                         Happy Presidents Day.
                                         
                                         Letters from an American was produced at Soundscape Productions, Dedham, Massachusetts.
                                         
                                         Recorded with music composed by Michael Moss.
                                         
