Thursday, November 6, 2014

The High School History Wars: Critical Thinking vs. Indoctrination

The Powerlessness of Positive Thinking

This post first appeared at In These Times.
Students protest against a Jefferson County School Board proposal to emphasize patriotism and downplay civil unrest in the teaching of US history, in front of their school, Jefferson High, in the Denver suburb of Edgewater, Monday, Sept. 29, 2014. (AP Photo/Brennan Linsley)
Students protest against a Jefferson County School Board proposal to emphasize patriotism and downplay civil unrest in the teaching of US history, in front of their school, Jefferson High, in the Denver suburb of Edgewater, Monday, Sept. 29, 2014. (AP Photo/Brennan Linsley)
The culture wars are blazing again. This time, the subject is high school history. The College Board, the private company that administers the Advanced Placement exam, released a new framework for AP history classes. Conservatives reacted with fury.
The right has a tendency to confuse patriotism with burying your head in the sand.
A Republican National Committee resolution savaged the curricular recommendations as a “radically revisionist slant on history.” Fox News personality and possible 2016 presidential candidate Dr. Ben Carson called them so tilted to the left that “most people, when they finish that course, they’d be ready to sign up for ISIS.”And in Jefferson County, Colorado — one of the 50 biggest school districts in the United States — the controversy has brought the teaching of high school history to a stand-still: After a new conservative majority on the school board ordered a review of the allegedly offensive materials, students walked out of class in droves, and dozens of teachers called in sick in protest. As of this writing, matters there remain in a tense standoff.
So what’s behind this impassioned outpouring? In part, the controversy evinces the right-wing antipathy to federal dictates that undercut local control, especially local control of education. Ronald Reagan, for example, in his campaign for the 1976 Republican presidential nomination, excoriated the National Education Association for working toward what he called a “national education system” — like the one imposed, a long time ago, in Germany: “They changed their academic system to suit the rule of the dictator … When [he] said burn the books, they burned the books.”
In this spirit, because the College Board noted that the new AP framework is meant to harmonize with the Obama administration’s national Common Core standards, the Republican-controlled legislature in Texas considered jettisoning AP history courses altogether, consistent with a 2013 law that prohibits the teaching of materials from the Common Core. There is also the familiar right-wing criticism of history that allegedly slights the Great White Males in favor of emphasizing the history of women and minorities.
But there is an even more crucial factor at play here: American conservatism’s historic addiction to the power of positive thinking.
“It doesn’t emphasize any positive things,” said Jane Robbins, a fellow at something called the American Principles Project. “History class, echoed Julie Williams, the leader of the Jefferson County School Board’s three-member conservative majority, should predominantly concern “present positive aspects of the United States.”
And that, above all, is what pushed conservative buttons the hardest.
The cult of optimism in education is an old impulse on the right. In 1967, the target was the eighth grade text Land of the Free by the esteemed African-American historian John Hope Franklin. Pasadena’s “Land of the Free Committee” said the book’s “negative thought models” would give our children a “guilt complex.”
Max Rafferty, the California State Commissioner of Education and a conservative Republican candidate for the US Senate, said it “tear[s] our country down.” One parent risked legal action rather than let his daughter be in the same room with it.
It was the leading edge of a veritable anti-gloom movement on the right. Two censorship crusaders from Texas, Mel Gabler and Norma Gabler (who insisted reporters identify them, in patriarchal fashion, as the “Mel Gablers”), soon became household names. They advised their fellow 1970s culture warriors to be on the lookout for the liberal secularists’ most dangerous weapon: books with a “morbid,” “negative” or “depressing tone.” (One particular target: Edgar Allen Poe’s story The Cask of Amontillado.)
Acolytes availed themselves of a clause in the Supreme Court’s anti-pornography Miller v. California decision giving municipalities the right to ban expression violating “contemporary community standards”; thus armed, a Ridgefield, Connecticut, school board banned Mike Royko’s biography of Mayor William J. Daley, Boss, explaining that it “portrays politics in an un-American way and we don’t want our kids to know about such things as corrupt politics” — a particularly neat example of the right-wing tendency to confuse patriotism with burying your head in the sand.
In North Dakota, a short story anthology with dark selections by Faulker and Hemingway and James Dickey’s Deliverance were fed to a bonfire, the teacher who assigned them thrown into jail. Kurt Vonnegut’s satire on the America’s firebombing of Dresden was such a bĂȘte noire nationwide that it made a cameo in the 1984 movie Footloose. A parent approaches the fundamentalist minister played by John Lithgow: “Reverend, we have a little problem. I heard the English teacher is planning to teach that book… Slaughterhouse Five. Isn’t that an awful name?”
Liberals — including those who might not even self-identify as such, since a vision of patriotism that insists on civic self-criticism is indeed ineluctably liberal, just as the conservatives charge — counter with the civic value of history that provides “a full measure of truth about our promises and our problems as Americans” (the president of the California Council of Social Studies, speaking in 1967), asking questions like, “Does that mean we’re going to eliminate slavery from class discussions, because that wasn’t a particularly positive time in our history?” (Jefferson County’s PTA president, just last month).
Well, that sounded like a good idea last year to a mother in Fairfax County, Virginia, Laura Murphy, whose son took home a novel he called “disgusting and gross. It was hard for me to handle. I gave up on it.”
The book was Nobel Prize winner Toni Morrison’s Beloved, a discomfiting text that concludes with an escaped slave murdering her two-year-old daughter rather than allow herself to be recaptured.
The school’s English department responded eloquently that the discomfort was the whole point: “Reading and studying books that expose us, imaginatively and safely, to … trouble steels our souls to pull us through our own hard times and leads us to a greater empathy for the plight of our fellow human beings.”
Liberals prevailed in that particular battle: Beloved stayed in the curriculum. But the underlying war will continue. Because whistling past the graveyard has become as much a part of the right wing’s political religion as, well, religion.
Which is funny. I thought conservatives were supposed to believe in America. Don’t they believe it’s strong enough to teach our kids how to think like grownups?
rick perlstein
Rick Perlstein is the author of The Invisible Bridge: The Fall of Nixon and the Rise of Reagan (2014), Nixonland: The Rise of a President and the Fracturing of America (2008), a New York Times bestseller and Before the Storm: Barry Goldwater and the Unmaking of the American Consensus, winner of the 2001 Los Angeles Times Book Award for history. You can follow him on Twitter @rickperlstein.


Monday, November 3, 2014

The Day Before

I dread tomorrow because the Republicans are favored to take control of the Senate.  If this happens the next two years will amongst the worst 2 years in American history.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

The Latest GW Book

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A better politician than his image suggests. Credit Engraving from The New York Public Library
If the American Revolution has been remembered like a five-act play, the years after the war are the tension-filled fourth, so suspenseful as to border on melodrama. Even the heroes seem almost hysterical. John Quincy Adams, 20 years old in 1787, deemed it the “critical period” even before its conclusion. The new states went their own democratic ways in dealing with a credit crisis and left the Continental Congress unable to pay its debts. A high point of revolutionary radicalism, it was a low point for what Adams called the “bonds of union.”
It is not a period we usually associate with George Washington, the retired commander who became America’s first president in 1789. Biographers usually depict him happily rotating his Mount Vernon crops, barely aware that there could be another call to service. The general had distanced himself from a Congress that couldn’t pay his army’s bills and from the mutinous results. Seizing power like Caesar was never really an option; returning home like Cincinnatus made a virtue of necessity. But as Edward J. Larson reveals in “The Return of George Washington: 1783-1789,” there’s more to the story than Washington’s republican refusal of a crown.
The general kept in touch with political leaders from several states. Like most generals who survive to fight another day at a higher rank, Washington was also a politician, and a better one than his image might suggest. He knew when to save political capital and when to spend it. He played a “crucial role as a public figure and political leader” by networking in favor of a stronger central government.
Precisely because of his experience during the war, Washington worried about frontier security and international opinion of the republican experiment. He made it clear that he favored a revised union, but did not go public with his concerns until others did. Larson praises Washington’s acute sense of political theater: He skipped a meeting of state leaders in Annapolis, and even “played Hamlet” on attending the Constitutional Convention in Philadelphia. Hanging back allowed his actions and carefully planted statements to have maximum impact. He gave no one ammunition to use against him or the nationalist cause. Washington’s nonpartisan, cross-regional appeal depended upon seeming to be above particular interests. He played this role expertly as president of the convention, pushing nationalist measures behind the scenes while enforcing the convention’s high-minded tone — and its secrecy. The surprisingly flexible and strong presidential office could then be devised with him in mind.
Even before the convention finished its work, newspapers made Washington the measure of what the new order might mean. Larson is a sure guide through the complexities of writing and ratifying the Constitution. His almost Washingtonian sense of gravity and balance slips only occasionally into the traditional melodrama, as in the first scene, when Washington, resigning as commander of the Continental Army, “stood erect — still a towering figure on a solid frame.” How else, alas, can the protagonist of “one of the most remarkable events in the history of war, revolution and politics” be described? Did “his daily presence on the dais” at the Constitutional Convention really speak “louder than the speeches of anyone in the hall”? The poet Stephen Spender may have been able to “think continually of those who were truly great,” but the convention delegates wisely spent their time listening to one another, not gazing on the man with the gavel.
Thankfully, in most scenes Larson pulls back the curtain to show us the messier, still dramatic realities. We don’t fully understand Washington or the nation he founded without remembering that during this period he was sometimes as annoyed by squatters on his Ohio Valley lands, and by his Virginia slaves, as he was by provincially minded legislators. Restoring the politics to Washington’s rise adds motive and depth to the nationalist who rode north to the rescue.

THE RETURN OF GEORGE WASHINGTON

1783-1789
By Edward J. Larson
Illustrated. 366 pp. William Morrow/HarperCollins Publishers. $29.99.

In Mississippi

I've been in Missippi this weekend. I will head for home shortly singing Little Richard's "Tutti Frutti," sippin on a bottled water, and remembering fondly that Missippi BBQ I enjoyed last night. It's been a blast but nothing good in this life ever lasts. One day I'm gonna visit The King's home place in Tupelo again and sing "Love Me Tender" in the front yard. I'm gonna catch a raft down the river with Huck and Jim. I'm going to Jackson with my Jaypan fan, but before I do I'll comb my hair inspired by Johnny and June.
One day.