A Lesson on the Politics of Fear

After a few years, the GI Bill allowed my parents to buy a small yet comfortable house in the suburbs and move from the crowded apartment in Brooklyn that they shared with my aunt and uncle. For my father, the son of immigrants, the opportunity to start a family and own his own home seemed nothing short of miraculous. This country and its government were nothing short of the embodiment of the shining city on the hill in my parents eyes.
In the early 1950's the Republicans hit upon a strategy to defeat the powerful hold the Democratic Party had earned over the American public. They could play upon the public's fear of communism and whip them into a frenzy of paranoia. While Joe McCarthy did his best to convince the public that there were communists behind every corner, Nixon mastered the tactic of red-baiting as he came to power.
At the height of this period many lifelong Democrats began to see the Republicans as the only party that could keep them safe. Fear appeared to be an unbeatable political weapon, and my parents fell victims to it. By 1960 their faith in Liberal beliefs was shaken and a 4x6 poster of Richard Nixon hung in our front picture window.
For the next forty years, the Republican's used fear to gain power. Goldwater preached a rabid form of anti-communism. Nixon's "Silent Majority" and "Southern Strategy" played on fears of race, urban unrest, moral decay, change, and the growing youth movement. Reagan had us battling an "Evil Empire" that would require "Star Wars" technology to defeat. As long as they could maintain the level of fear at a fever pitch, they could maintain power.
Something interesting happened to my parents during this period. After nearly thirty years of being staunch Republicans, things began to change sometime during Reagan's first term. I don't think it was one single event or action that pushed them over the edge, but rather a culmination of years of compounded fear and anguish. They simply just got tired of being constantly told to be afraid. They got tired of one new threat after another, a new fear replacing the old. They could no longer stand to live in a state of perpetual apprehension.
That's the one problem with the politics of fear, after a while people just can't continue to live that way. The emotional investment that is required cannot be maintained over long periods of time. My parents had had enough with the paranoia politics of the Republican Party and eventually returned to their progressive roots. It was a long journey but by 1984 there was a Mondale sticker on their car bumper.
The current crop of Republican fear mongers now whip a new generation up with tales of unimaginable horror, dividing them along lines of religion, race and economics. We should never forget the lesson of my parents. With each new terror alert or threat of mushroom clouds, the fear mongers take us closer to the breaking point. With every political campaign that relies on hate, fear and bigotry they wear the American people down. Eventually only their most ardent followers, those from the fringes of society, will be able to take it. The majority of people, like my parents before them, will simply have just had enough.
During their lifetimes, my parents witnessed Government during its greatest shining moment and its lowest point of cynicism. In the end they chose optimism over apprehension, compassion over hate, equality over injustice, and hope over fear. They had learned a valuable lesson in the politics of fear.
KEYWORDS: hope, fear, McCarthyism, Republicans, Liberalism
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