November 11, 2020

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Politics used to be about remembrance. The best politicians were those who remembered and were remembered the  most -- the most people, the littlest favors, the smallest slights, the best anecdotes tying  one's politics to the common memory of the constituency.

Politics was also about gratitude. Politicians  were always thanking people, "without whom" whatever under discussion could not have happened. You not only thanked  those in the room -- as many as possible by name -- you even thanked those without -- for "having prepared the wonderful meal which we have just partaken of."  The politician was the creation of others, and never failed to mention it.

Above all, politics was about relationships. The politician  grew organically out of a constituency and remained rooted to it as long as incumbency lasted.

Today, we increasingly elect people about whom we have little to remember, to whom we owe no gratitude and with whom we have no relationship except that formed during the great carnie show we call a campaign. Dallas coach Jimmy Johnson spoke for many contemporary politicians when he answered a question about his memories of Thanksgiving Day football games by saying, “Memories? That’s not my style.”

 - Sam Smith, Shadows of Hope

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