An Italian exchange student once asked me what he should know in order to
understand America. The best I could come up with on the spot was the U.S.
Constitution, jazz and baseball.
Later it would come to me that to study each of those only in the abstract,
as just a blueprint or rule book or a series of notes on a page, would be
less than useful to someone trying to understand America. It might even
mislead. The notes would be there, but not the music. The map isn't the
road. The letter cannot capture the spirit.
That spirit cannot be appreciated apart from the history that gave rise to
it, and which it shapes in return. Abraham Lincoln delivered his second
Inaugural Address as president of the United States on Saturday, March 4,
1865. What must it have been like to be there that day? Picture it:
The country's new vice-president had just celebrated his swearing-in by
delivering a drunken rant about his modest beginnings and little else. All
around the capital lay the evidence of a great civil war that had consumed
almost four long years, and left the land covered in blood and ruin, and was
only now grinding to an uncertain close. That was the dispiriting context in
which the once and future president rose to address those assembled there,
and a shattered nation.
Even now, and certainly then, learned scholars would debate the question of
what had caused the war. As if standing on the heights of history, Mr.
Lincoln would come as close as anyone has to answering that question. His
would not be the partisan answer one might have expected from the leader of
one side on the cusp of victory in a terrible war:
"Both parties deprecated war; but one of them would make war rather than let
the nation survive; and the other would accept war rather than let it
perish. And the war came."
And the war came. Like an impartial act of
justice from on high, as if to expiate the terrible sin of centuries of
slavery:
"These slaves constituted a peculiar and powerful interest. All knew that
this interest was, somehow, the cause of the war. Neither party expected
for the war the magnitude, or the duration, which it has already attained.
The prayers of both could not be answered; that of neither has been answered
fully. The Almighty has His own purposes."
The Almighty has His own purposes.
There is something almost biblical in those words. The victor would assign
no blame that all did not share. If he had been defiant in war, Abraham
Lincoln would be more than magnanimous in victory. He would be humble, as
his nation, North and South, had been humbled.
The Almighty has His own purposes.