Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Reflections on Jefferson's First Inaugural Address


Principles, Opinions, and Promise in Jefferson’s First Inaugural Address

Today the new political year commences—The new order of things begins.
-John Marshall, morning of March 4, 1801
    Writing to America’s freshly inaugurated third president in March 1801, Benjamin Rush congratulated a very dear, old friend on a different kind of inauguration—that of “a new era” in American political life:
You have opened a new era by your speech on the 4th of March in the history of the United States….Old friends who had been separated by party names, and a supposed difference of principle in politics for many years, shook hands with each other, immediately after reading it, and discovered for the first time, that they had differed in opinion only, about the best means of promoting the interests of their common country. (Cunningham 40)
“It would require a page,” Rush continued indulgently, “to contain the names of all the citizens (formerly called Federalists) who have spoken in the highest terms of your speech” (40). Not everyone, of course, was so optimistic. Thomas Rodney, a Continental Congressman from Delaware, admitted in his diary that although Jefferson “pours out oil on the Pot that has been boiling over so long….where parties are so inveterated…as in America, perhaps he will fail, and by Endeavouring to gain his adversaries, loose his friends” (Cummingham 40). He would lose some.
    But to Jefferson the possibility of healing political wounds was, he confided to Elbridge Gerry, “almost the first object of my heart” (WTJ 1089). “It will be a great blessing to our country if we can once more restore harmony and social love among its citizens,”; for such a reconciliation Jefferson would “sacrifice everything but principle” (1089).  Jefferson refers, of course, to the widening political division between Federalists and Republicans: between those who believed the Tenuously United States required above all an authoritative central government for which the people should and would put up with a certain degree of necessary tyranny; and those who remembered, and felt still the fetters of monarchy, of tyranny, of authoritarianism, of civic enslavement. For the latter, anything would be pledged to keep the experiment of democracy alive; anything, says Jefferson, but the abandonment of principles, principles Jefferson would claim as common-ground with Federalists. And yet he also knew that the fate of the American experiment depended on who would next sit in the hot seat in 1801: which vision of America would win? The surety of centralized power, or the risks of a more delicate democracy?
    So we dance between tyranny and liberty. The stakes couldn’t have been higher for Jefferson, and for the country. The tang of tyranny was still in the mouths of most Americans, a taste left over after the monarchial flirtations of the Adams and Washington administrations. If not exactly elated to have been elected to the highest office of his country, I think he was relieved. “[T]his Government,” Jefferson softly spoke out on that March morning, is “the world’s best hope” (WTJ 493). Its strength comes not from an overbearing central authority, but from the physically dispersed yet culturally—principally—united hearts and minds of its citizens. America’s government was “the only one where every man, at the call of the law, would fly to the standard of the law, and would meet invasions of the public order as his own personal concern”: here would be found the well of our enduring strength (493). Jefferson speaks here of a general sense of civic duty, but he speaks also of his own call to office (we might remember Kant’s remarks on duty: “Duty! Thou sublime and mighty name that dost embrace nothing charming or insinuating, but requirest submission” (Kant 92)). Jefferson felt this all-encompassing call to serve his country, to do what would be asked of him. The country needed, he knew, a Republican in the (brand new) White House.
    From among the stated “invasions of the public order” came a most serious breach of civil liberties enacted by his own friend John Adams. Adams had taken a hard line during his own presidency in quelling activities he saw as unpatriotic, and, so, dangerous: radicalism, disloyalty, insurrection, protests and slurs on the government (and, worse, on himself). He retaliated with The Sedition Act of 1798, which Jefferson happily allowed to expire at the end of Adams’ presidency. Jefferson cites “freedom of the press” as an “essential principle[] of our Government”: this difference of opinion would sever his friendship with John and Abagail for about a decade. “I cannot agree,” writes a bitter Abagail to Jefferson in 1804 (in what would be the last Adams-Jefferson letter mailed until 1812), “in opinion, that the constitution ever meant to withhold from the National Government the power of self defense, or that it could be considered an infringement of the Liberty of the press, to punish the licentiousness of it” (Cappon 281-82). In particular, Jefferson’s pardoning of James Callendar, the rather outrageous political writer jailed until the Sedition Act, was to the Adams’ “a personal injury” (Cappon 274).
    The Adams-Jefferson falling-out gives us, I think, a taste of the political climate Jefferson was stepping into: it must have been toxic.  Thus on that March morning in 1801, Thomas Jefferson knew he had to do something impossible: in a single speech he had to mend, he had to have a vision; and he had to, in a couple thousand words, articulate the “creed of our political faith, the text of civic instruction, the touchstone by which to try the services of those we trust” (WTJ 495). For the Republican sensibility finding “the voice of the nation” would be tricky. How do you privilege national unity without minimizing the Republican virtues of liberty and difference? On this day, insists Jefferson, “[w]e are all Republicans, we are all Federalists” (WTJ 493). Jefferson turned differences of party principles into differences of party opinions: “every difference of opinion is not a difference of principle” (493). We may differ in opinions, but Americans must share common, essential principles. The primary circle of allegiance must be expanded from Republican or Federalist to a wider identity: American.
    We find this kind of patriotism today in rhetorical form in the mouths of many, and yet often we find it ringing a bit hollow: either too cheap or just insincere. The stakes were so much higher in 1801: the experiment had just begun, and no one, including Jefferson, knew where it would lead. In 2004 on a Tuesday night in Boston, a relatively unknown Senatorial candidate from Illinois looked back in order to look forward. He was giving us permission, I think, to feel a kind of qualified pride. Although he wasn’t yet running for president, Obama told an audience that “our pride is based on a very simple premise, summed up in a declaration made over two hundred years ago….we are called to reaffirm our values and our commitments, to hold them against a hard reality and see how we are measuring up to the legacy of our forbearers and the promise of future generations” (Obama 2). Obama was echoing Jefferson that night: “[T]here are those who are preparing to divide us, the spin masters and negative ad peddlers….Well, I say to them tonight, there’s not a liberal America and a conservative America, there’s the United States of America” (4). Delegates at the Democratic National Convention that night must have wondered, waving their blue and red Kerry-Edwards signs, whether they had just nominated the wrong man for the job.
    “The task is above my talents,” admits Jefferson. The man had a penchant for hyperbole and a sometimes misleading exaggeration of sentiment. But even if we’ll never know whether the admission is largely rhetorical or else deeply serious, the approach must have been incredible: he wore no ceremonial sword, and asked “indulgence for [his] own errors” in executing “the post you have assigned me” (WTJ 495).  He spoke of a “political faith” of which it’s hard not to be cynical. Two hundred years later Barack Obama invoked “the audacity of hope…the bedrock of this nation, a belief in things not seen, a belief that there are better days ahead” (Obama 5). Jefferson’s political reconciling did not endure long, and—like any politician—he soon got his hands necessarily dirty; the nation would be at war with itself in sixty years. But after two hundred or so, a black man, a “skinny kid with a funny name,” would take the same oath as did Jefferson that day in 1801 (5). Jefferson’s “essential principles,” and the promises held within his Declaration would come to fruition in a concrete way, even as the vogue of opinion continues to check and question the validity of such principles and such promises.   





Works Cited
Cappon, Lester J. The Adams-Jefferson Letters. New York: Clarion Books, 1971.
Cunningham, Noble E. The Inaugural Addresses of President Thomas Jefferson, 1801        And 1805. Columbia: University of Missouri Press, 2001.
Jefferson, Thomas. Writings ed. Merrill Peterson. New York: The Library of America,       1984.
Kant, Immanuel. Critique of Practical Reason trans. Abbott. New York: Dover      Philosophical Classics, 2004.
Meacham, Jon. Thomas Jefferson: The Art of Power. New York: Randon House, 2012.
Obama, Barack. “Transcript: Illinois Senate Candidate Barack Obama.” The Washington   Post, 27 July 2004. <http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A19751- 2004July27.html>


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