After the Civil War, a Union officer named Albion Tourgee moved to the South to help with Reconstruction. I first read his semi-autobiographical novel,
A Fool's Errand, twenty years ago when I was still a Republican and fundamentalist Christian. I'm sure it was one of the many tomes that ultimately convinced me I was in error.
I am in the process of re-reading it now. I'm blown away by Tourgee's understanding of the problems of the South and his compassion for the people of the South (both recent slaveholders and the recently freed). I'm especially flabbergasted at how similar today's problems are to those that existed in the late 1800's.
Here are some excerpts from Tourgee's book:
In fact, my dear Doctor, I begin seriously to fear that the North lacks virility. This cowardly shirking of responsibility, this pandering to sentimental whimsicalities, this snuffling whine about peace and conciliation, is sheer weakness. The North is simply a conqueror; and, if the results she fought for are to be secured, she must rule as a conqueror. Suppose the South had been triumphant, and had overwhelmed and determined to hold the North? Before now, a thoroughly organized system of provincial government would have been securely established. There would have been no hesitation, no subterfuge, no pretence of restoration, because the people of the South are born rulers,--aggressives, who, having made up their minds to attain a certain end, adopt the means most likely to secure it. In this the North fails. She hesitates, palters, shirks.
This excerpt reminds me of the compromise on health care reform:
The second Christmas in his new home had come before any thing was done; then a plan was adopted which was a compromise among all these ideas. This was the fourth plan. It was not selected because those who chose it deemed it the best manner for settling the ills with which the body politic had been afflicted; not at all. No one can be so simple-minded as to believe that. The far future was very dim as the legislators' eyes when they adopted it: the near future was what they dreaded. A great election was at hand. The President and his supporters were going to the country on his plan of reconstruction. When the Congress threatened impeachment, he sought for justification at the ballot-box. Some plan must be devised with which to meet him. What should it be? The logic which carries elections answered, "One on which all who are opposed to the presidential plan in the North can be induced to unite." From this womb of party necessity and political insincerity came forth this abortion, or, rather, this monster, doomed to parricide in the hour of its birth.
Like all compromises, it had the evils of all the plans from which its pieces came, and the merits of none of them. The coward, who, running with his conscience and holding with his fear, makes a compromise by taking the head of one thought and the tail of another, is sure to get the wrong ends of both.
I seldom post here anymore, but I may make a few more posts based on Tourgee's observations following the Civil War.
Before the flame wars start, I am NOT trashing the South. Though he loathed the violence of the South, Tourgee was not trashing the South. As the book progresses, he gains an understanding of the South the Republicans of the time did not possess. (Republicans then = Democrats now.) The Republicans, in not recognizing the culture of the South, totally screwed up Reconstruction. There's enough blame for everyone.You can read the entire book here:
A Fool's Errand by Albion W. Tourgee.