This is a season of patriotism, but also of something that is easily
mistaken for patriotism; namely, nationalism. The difference is vital.
G.K. Chesterton once observed that Rudyard Kipling, the great poet
of British imperialism, suffered from a "lack of patriotism." He
explained: "He admires England, but he does not love her; for
we admire things with reasons, but love them without reasons. He admires
England because she is strong, not because she is English."
In the same way, many Americans admire America for being strong, not
for being American. For them America has to be "the greatest country
on earth" in order to be worthy of their devotion. If it were
only the 2nd-greatest, or the 19th-greatest, or, heaven forbid, "a
3rd-rate power," it would be virtually worthless.
This is nationalism, not patriotism. Patriotism is like family love.
You love your family just for being your family, not for being "the
greatest family on earth" (whatever that might mean) or for being "better" than
other families. You don't feel threatened when other people love their
families the same way. On the contrary, you respect their love, and
you take comfort in knowing they respect yours. You don't feel your
family is enhanced by feuding with other families.
While patriotism is a form of affection, nationalism, it has often
been said, is grounded in resentment and rivalry; it's often defined
by its enemies and traitors, real or supposed. It is militant by nature,
and its typical style is belligerent. Patriotism, by contrast, is peaceful
until forced to fight.
The patriot differs from the nationalist in this respect too: he can
laugh at his country, the way members of a family can laugh at each
other's foibles. Affection takes for granted the imperfection of those
it loves; the patriotic Irishman thinks Ireland is hilarious, whereas
the Irish nationalist sees nothing to laugh about.
The nationalist has to prove his country is always right. He reduces
his country to an idea, a perfect abstraction, rather than a mere home.
He may even find the patriot's irreverent humor annoying.
Patriotism is relaxed. Nationalism is rigid. The patriot may loyally
defend his country even when he knows it's wrong; the nationalist has
to insist that he defends his country not because it's his, but because
it's right. As if he would have defended it even if he hadn't been
born to it! The nationalist talks as if he just "happens," by
sheer accident, to have been a native of the greatest country on earth
— in contrast to, say, the pitiful Belgian or Brazilian.
Because the patriot and the nationalist often use the same words,
they may not realize that they use those words in very different senses.
The American patriot assumes that the nationalist loves this country
with an affection like his own, failing to perceive that what the nationalist
really loves is an abstraction — "national greatness," or
something like that. The American nationalist, on the other hand, is
apt to be suspicious of the patriot, accusing him of insufficient zeal,
or even "anti-Americanism."
When it comes to war, the patriot realizes that the rest of the world
can't be turned into America, because his America is something specific
and particular — the memories and traditions that can no more be transplanted
than the mountains and the prairies. He seeks only contentment at home,
and he is quick to compromise with an enemy. He wants his country to
be just strong enough to defend itself.
But the nationalist, who identifies America with abstractions like
freedom and democracy, may think it's precisely America's
mission to spread those abstractions around the world — to impose them
by force, if necessary. In his mind, those abstractions are universal
ideals, and they can never be truly "safe" until they exist,
unchallenged, everywhere; the world must be made "safe for democracy" by "a
war to end all wars." We still hear versions of these Wilsonian
themes. Any country that refuses to Americanize is "anti-American" —
or a "rogue nation." For the nationalist, war is a welcome
opportunity to change the world. This is a recipe for endless war.
In a time of war hysteria, the outraged patriot, feeling his country
under attack, may succumb to the seductions of nationalism. This is
the danger we face now.
This column was originally published by Griffin Internet Syndicate
on October 16, 2001.
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