Monday, March 2, 2009

Teach Your Children Well

My father is the most well-read person I know. Stacked on his nightstand is reading material ranging from books on business and politics to the latest issue of Golf Digest. The man can hold an intelligent conversation on just about anything.

Raising two sons, he exposed them to all of it, hoping they would be similarly well-rounded. Instead, each was drawn exclusively to one area of his interests, and there was virtually no overlap.

While the apples didn’t fall far from the tree, they did fall on opposite sides of it.

My brother was fascinated with finance and government, graduating with a degree in business and working his way up to the post of Press Secretary for a U.S. Senator.

(Of course, he’s a rabbi now, and we don’t know where he got that from.)

I, on the other hand, got my dad’s love of sports, living and dying with how well grown men play a variety of children’s games.

When I was 12, my father took us to Washington, D.C., so we could get an up-close look at how our nation operates. While my brother scoped out his future office on Capitol Hill, I could not have been less interested, spending the whole trip devising strategies – hypothetical strategies, of course – to take out the president.

“I could knock down that Secret Service agent and go right into the Oval Office.”

But over the last little while – with any notion of being an assassin behind me – I’ve tried to get educated about this other, more important side of my dad’s interests. Maybe it was because there was an historical presidential race and colossal economic crisis, or maybe it was because it cost me $66 to fill up my gas tank, but I figured it was time to get my news from someplace other than Sportscenter.

So I began flipping off ESPN and turning on CNN. I watched the presidential debates. I listened to the financial experts forecast the market. I even occasionally set my sleep timer to Anderson Cooper.

A lot of the time, I was completely lost. It all sounded like English, and I recognized the words, but I had no clue what any of it meant. I longed for subtitles that would translate the content to a 4th grade level.

And while the technical jargon went over my head, what my uneducated eyes and ears could make out was cause for concern. There were adults behaving like children, pointing their fingers at one another, blaming each other for this and that. There was nice-sounding rhetoric without any action to back it up. And there was an overall lack of honesty.

These were our leaders, the supposed cream of our crop. Maybe I was completely missing something, but I couldn’t help but ask myself:

Is this really how it works?

Because this was the first political race I’d followed, I was not jaded by party affiliation, and I honestly believed that both McCain and Obama could potentially do a good job. Of course, it was hard to argue with Chris Rock’s logic: if you want the president who will identify the most with the everyday American, pick the guy who only has one house.

When Obama won, I felt a renewed sense of hope. If a Black man could be elected leader of the free world, who knew what else was possible?

But the first month or so of this new era has been less than confidence-inspiring. We were told that lobbyists would have no place in this White House, but one of the first presidential nominees, Tom Daschle, was one of the biggest lobbyists in the country (he ended up withdrawing his name from consideration). A stimulus package was passed by Congress, despite the fact that many of them hadn’t even read the whole thing. And the man confirmed to oversee the IRS hadn’t paid his taxes.

Talk about the mother of all employee discounts.

Is this really how it works?

The financial fiasco has been even more maddening, especially when you realize that no one involved – from the irresponsible homebuyers to the mortgage brokers to the top-floor executives – had regard for anyone or anything but themselves and the almighty dollar. Yet, when the bottom fell out, they had no problem being cleaned up after by those who had done everything right.

While I see the unfairness in the hardworking taxpayer being saddled with this burden, I do believe a society should rally together in times of trouble. Lending a helping hand…sacrificing for the greater good – this is the definition of community.

If everyone had taken this attitude all along, we probably wouldn’t be in this situation.

So I have no problem with the government bailing out the financial institutions…it sounds like it’s best for all of us in the long-term. What I do have a problem with is writing multi-billion dollar checks to corporations without any instructions or restrictions as to how it’s to be spent. Like a beggar with a cell phone, these banks have proven they don’t know or care about the efficient use of money. They’ve toppled the entire economy by running their companies into the ground, and yet they’re rewarded with a no-strings-attached $20 billion?

Is this really how it works?

When the first thing the rescued CEOs did with this bailout money was dole out their “well-earned” bonuses and hop a private jet to Vegas, it was just one more fully-extended middle finger at the American people. That’s the way these last few months have gone. I tend to be an optimist – even a little Pollyanna – and I expect things to get better. But I wonder if it’ll happen in spite of the work done by anyone in power.

I’ve always believed in the spirit of Theodore Roosevelt’s “To the Man in the Arena” speech; that you don’t sit on the sidelines and point out what others are doing wrong – the living’s easy in the cheap seats. Lord knows I’m not smart enough to figure out the answers, and I respect anyone who has the courage to stand in there and play the game.

But if you are going to take on that responsibility, there is a simple, basic standard you should be expected to meet: work from a place of good intentions…try your best to do what is fair and what is right…and tell the truth all the time, not just when it’s convenient.

You don’t have to be perfect…just don’t make a fool out of the people who have given you their trust.

They say you learn everything you need to know in kindergarten, but it seems our society has forgotten some of these elementary lessons. Driven by greed, power and self-gratification, we have not only dug ourselves a hole, we’ve set a poor example for the next generation – a consequence that could be far more destructive than any housing bust or stock market meltdown.

Our country is at a crossroads now…not just politically and financially, but morally, and the way we choose to go forward will have a long-lasting impact. So I think it’s the perfect time to step back, re-evaluate what we stand for and ask ourselves:

Is this really how we want it to work?


  1. Brent:

    You are so wise. You see through everything and see the world as it really is. I need to learn from you now. I am blessed to have such a wonderful son.


  2. Bravo! I like it and its exactly how i feel as well.


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