Living
in Ohio, I thought I’d be safe writing about snow in the middle of February,
but it’s been in the balmy sixties this week, so apologies for the bad timing
of my intro. Growing up in the Buffalo area, I walked to school in the middle
of winter with snowpants under my skirt (since girls had to wear skirts in the
“good old days,” the snowpants were removed before entering the classroom). More
than fifty years since that little girl made her way through the tunnel-like
sidewalks, I still remember the riding sidewalk plow a city employee operated
throughout the community. With no school buses, nearly all the children walked
to school, headed home for lunch, and then returned for the afternoon session,
so the safety of the sidewalks was a priority to our small city.
I’m
not sure when the decision was made to eliminate that service to Tonawanda
residents, but the mini-snowplow is no more in my hometown. It’s doubtful the
decision-makers were swayed by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s words: “Let every man
shovel out his own snow, and the whole city will be passable.” Instead, my
guess is it revolved around budget.
But
Emerson’s words do raise a basic question as to the role and responsibility of
government, whether local, state or federal. Who should be responsible to
shovel the sidewalks and the streets? Who should sweep the streets, repair the
streets? Who should be responsible to keep people from living on the street?
Who should protect our neighbors who don’t have enough income to live on? The
children, the elderly? Who should keep watch over those who have murdered
another? Who should educate our children?
What
about education? I’m glad that here in the United States, the lovely Madelyn
Simone can go to first grade in a public school without her parents making
direct payments to the school for her education. When I met a Salvation Army
colleague from Ghana a few years ago at an international conference, he faced a
terrible decision. He had taken in his deceased brother’s children but didn’t
have enough money to send his young children as well as his nephews to school. If
he didn’t pay, they weren’t educated. I’m grateful I never had to make that
choice.
Normally
I don’t frequent a website called “cracked,” but I recently read a fascinating
post that made a lot of sense to me. It compares our view of government based
on whether the individual is a city dweller or a resident of a rural area. Loey
Nunning understands: “In a city you realize interdependence and cooperation are not
only the actual cornerstones of civilization, but also that they work amazingly
well when governments are well-run and well-funded. Government becomes not some
abstract boogeyman that wants to control every part of your life, but the
reason you can take a hot shower every morning with clean water. Paying taxes
isn’t government theft, it’s just doing your part to make sure the wheels of
society keep turning.” I may not be especially pleased to write that check on
April 15, but I understand the need for those dollars to be pooled together to
provide services to all people.
Yet our founders understood that “taxation
without representation” didn’t work. That’s why our government includes a
“house of representatives” to listen to the people and make decisions in the
best interests of the people. In today’s world, “the people” have a lot to say,
and I for one am hoping for productive, respectful conversations in Ashland, in
Columbus, and in Washington, about how to keep the wheels of society turning
for all people.
Because
as Nunning noted, we are interdependent. Yes, Mr. Emerson, we still may be able
to clear our own sidewalks, but as I understood as a child, it makes sense for one
person to shovel the snow for all of us, while another teaches our children, paves
our roads, and protects our streets. Government then becomes the tool to
coordinate these efforts. As such, the government’s continued responsiveness to
the voices of all people enables us to cooperate efficiently and effectively in
each other’s lives, thus “making our city passable.”
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