A Sense of Timing
Civil libertarians and Americans of all stripes are in a quandary over the revelation that the National Security Agency, with the permission of President Bush, has been tapping phones and listening in on international calls. The purpose of this endeavor has ostensibly been to thwart terrorist attacks. The problem as seen through the eyes of many is that there has been no court order for the individual wiretap. So, the argument goes, are we willing to trade liberty for security?
To complicate matters still further in my eyes, though, is the fact that this operation was leaked, and then published in the New York Times. Now, while the leak of classified information and the subsequent publishing of it in a newspaper should in and of itself cause vagal spasms, it appears we are desensitized to all that. The fact that the paper held the story for months, though, and then waited until the Patriot Act was under discussion to run the details is most abhorrent.
Anyone who isn't queasy at the prospects of the Government tapping phones and otherwise utilizing various and sundry surveillance methods on citizens within the Patriot Act or overseas is a trusting soul, indeed. Franklin is being quoted much lately regarding his qualms regarding trading security for liberty. It is instructive to endeavor to look through our Founders' lenses when we are confronted with modern day problems. I'm frankly not certain what Franklin would have us do with our Patriot Act. I do know this, though, with every fabric of my being. If Benjamin Franklin were alive today running the New York Times he would not have been so scurrilous as to sit on a story he thought semi-scandalous until an expeditious moment in time and run the story then. He believed in the power of the press, that's probably why he owned one, but he also believed in his country.
As we who love history know, our forebears literally invested everything in this nation that became known as America. Had America failed, Franklin would have lost everything, including his life, as he would have been a criminal against Britain. Our problem today is we have little invested in anything. We'd rather split hairs, rather say, "Gotcha," than survive. In fact, we don't even realize survival is what it's all about, and newspapers bewailing their declining circulations are leading us to the edge of the precipice. I guess it must be true that misery loves company.
To complicate matters still further in my eyes, though, is the fact that this operation was leaked, and then published in the New York Times. Now, while the leak of classified information and the subsequent publishing of it in a newspaper should in and of itself cause vagal spasms, it appears we are desensitized to all that. The fact that the paper held the story for months, though, and then waited until the Patriot Act was under discussion to run the details is most abhorrent.
Anyone who isn't queasy at the prospects of the Government tapping phones and otherwise utilizing various and sundry surveillance methods on citizens within the Patriot Act or overseas is a trusting soul, indeed. Franklin is being quoted much lately regarding his qualms regarding trading security for liberty. It is instructive to endeavor to look through our Founders' lenses when we are confronted with modern day problems. I'm frankly not certain what Franklin would have us do with our Patriot Act. I do know this, though, with every fabric of my being. If Benjamin Franklin were alive today running the New York Times he would not have been so scurrilous as to sit on a story he thought semi-scandalous until an expeditious moment in time and run the story then. He believed in the power of the press, that's probably why he owned one, but he also believed in his country.
As we who love history know, our forebears literally invested everything in this nation that became known as America. Had America failed, Franklin would have lost everything, including his life, as he would have been a criminal against Britain. Our problem today is we have little invested in anything. We'd rather split hairs, rather say, "Gotcha," than survive. In fact, we don't even realize survival is what it's all about, and newspapers bewailing their declining circulations are leading us to the edge of the precipice. I guess it must be true that misery loves company.
