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Having slipped in under the wire, I will now fall between the slats. I am on both sides of the Ninth Circuit's ruling, and for all the wrong reasons. My main impetus for siding with the court is contained in the statement by House Democratic leader Dick Gephardt, who said he saw "no reason to change the time-tested, venerable pledge." This was only to be expected from a middle-aged liberal who doesn't look a day over 14, but it goes to the heart of the issue. I might be able to work up the requisite conservative fury if "under God" had been in the Pledge all along, but where is the conservatism in defending something that new when it was not even carefully thought through in the first place? "Under God" was stuck into the Pledge on the spur of the moment at the height of the McCarthy era as a tool to fight Communism, a Republican brainstorm propelled by the same kind of bipartisan mawkish naivete that makes liberals go dewy-eyed over "people-to-people" student-exchange programs as a force for peace. That our penchant for mawkishness remains undiminished was evident when a bevy of congressmen trooped out to the Capitol steps the other day and recited the Pledge, careful to shout out "under God!" like defiant pupils in a rehearsed plan to annoy the teacher. Americans are suckers for empty gestures. Our doltish leadership is helpless to stop terrorism and the country is facing economic ruin from the corporate banditry of our neo-Robber Barons, so it's time to distract us with one of those all-absorbing hokey crusades that we do so well. It won't be long now before oil tankers start exploding, banks start failing, goldbugs start fleeing, and computer hackers figure out how to open the floodgates of Hoover Dam, but, as our grandstanding leaders well know, we will be too busy shouting "under God!" to notice. The phrase suggests yet another kind of mawkishness to me: clutter. I dislike manger scenes on public property for the same reason. I don't care who is spiritually offended by them; I am aesthetically offended by their whatnot-shelf "too-muchness." The first time I lived up North, in Bayonne, N.J., I kept recoiling from the life-sized manger scenes in people's yards, six-foot saints in magenta and vermilion robes, with gilt halos affixed to coat hangers coming out of the backs of their necks. My reaction sprang from more than run-of-the-mill tidiness; I have a compulsion to create empty spaces. Call it agoraphilia if you wish — it's my only chance to be a phile instead of a phobe or a thrope — but I'm happiest when I'm getting rid of something. To my way of thinking, "under God" is no different from a pile of old magazines or the accumulated detritus in a desk drawer — out it goes. Adding "under God" in the Pledge cluttered up the unequivocal spartan simplicity of the original language and made it go "off," so that it just doesn't flow right anymore. There's a rhythm to good prose, which is why I oppose the use of too much punctuation and textual enhancements. If you write a sentence with the proper attention to rhythm, you don't need to add emphasis. You can pick the reader up and carry him along with you — dance with him, as it were — so that he catches your rhythm and supplies the italics and commas in his own mind. No argument by me would be complete without an off-the-wall point that has nothing to do with anything, so here it is: If you danced to the Pledge, "under God" would make you miss a step. So much for why I side with the court's decision. Now I'll tell you why I'm against it. First, I am sick of all this individualism. Americans bray incessantly about what individuals they are, but the fact is, individuals are the rarest of breeds. Most people aren't even unusual, but an increasingly popular way to banish this hard truth is to file a crazy lawsuit and acquire a one-of-a-kind moniker such as "the woman who got $4 million for spilling coffee on her t**t." One way to restore legal sanity is to make Mary McCarthy's novel, A Charmed Life, required reading for all judges and the would-be rugged individuals who come before them. It's about a moral crisis in a place completely unaccustomed to dealing with such: a bohemian artists' colony. One sentence in particular would make a useful guideline for atheists trapped in a worship service, as well as an inscription for a bronze plaque to hang on courtroom walls: "The true individualist has the courage to wear a mask." Truth be told, I've had it with the First Amendment because I am a Royalist, and the biggest stumbling block to an American monarchy is our fear of an Established church. We can't have a monarchy without one because we can't have a coronation without one. It's a question of holy oils. An unanointed monarch is a roi manqué, but only three faiths — Roman Catholic, Orthodox, and Anglican — have holy oils. What to do? A greasy king being better than no king at all, the American royalist is tempted to suggest that all three faiths conduct a tripartite coronation, but this is fraught with danger. Amer icans are so terrified of leaving any religion out of the running that we would have to have an ecumenical coronation by representatives from every creed, oleaginous or not. There is no telling where it would end, or if it would end except in the death of the monarch. By the time he was Born Again, Circumcised Again, held underwater, plunked down on a bed of nails, and forced to play with rattlesnakes, we would find that we had once again snatched self-defeat from the jaws of compromise.
— Ms.
King’s column, Misanthrope’s Corner, appears regularly in NR. |
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lipping
in under the wire seems to be a specialty of mine. I graduated from public
schools in 1953; "under God" was not inserted into the Pledge
of Allegiance until 1954, so I am a member of the last class to recite
the old version. It's still seared on my brain; now, whenever I have occasion
to pledge allegiance, I always finish ahead of my juniors because I automatically
leave out "under God." 
