Leave it all Behind
By Crispin Sartwell
"No child left behind": the first time I heard that phrase, I think, it was
emerging from the mushmouth of Liddie Dole. Before long, George W. Bush was
using it in every speech. Al Gore picked up on it too, and soon all of our
political cherubim were choiring in unison, strumming their golden harps and
flitting hither and thither with a glaze of empty benevolence in their eyes.
And now "No Child Left Behind" has literally become the Department of
Education anthem. Written by two producers for the DOE's propaganda wing, the
Public Broadcasting Service, the song is being employed by Secretary of
Education Rod Paige as he barnstorms blankly through the nation promoting the
administration's education plan.
Here is a sample:
We're here to thank our great president
For signing this great bill,
That's right! Yeah,
Research shows we know the way,
It's time we showed the will!
The DOE is considering having the song performed by children as Mr. Paige
makes his way around the country and playing it for holding callers to the
DOE.
"No child left behind" is the very acme of American political rhetoric, a
perfect crystallization of who we are as a culture. First of all, it is
trivial: the reason people keep saying it is because no one could possibly
disagree with the sentiment it expresses.
Second, it is false. No matter whose education plan is passed, many
children will be left behind, and perhaps I may be excused for noticing that a
lot of them will be black and poor. No party has the will or the way to
educate every child effectively; that's reality. For one thing, people are,
thank God, in part responsible for their own education and the education of
their children.
Third, in the mouths of the people who mutter it, "no child left behind"
is meaningless: something that emerges when the brain ceases to function
entirely, when the politician is thinking about something important (like a
good alibi) and intends to let his mouth keep going without him.
Thus "no child left behind," in its epiphanic synthesis of banality,
mendacity, and vacuity, crystallizes in a single phrase who we are as a
people: our deepest beliefs and our deepest public commitments.
The folks who wrote the tune are Christopher Cerf and Sarah Bruce Durkee,
creators of the PBS series "Between the Lions." The White House, in hiring
Cerf and Durkee, missed a signal opportunity to get R Kelly on board as
songwriter-in-chief. Kelly specializes both in children and in trite, and has
recently issued his self-exculpatory anthem, "Heaven I Need a Hug." His ethics
baste in the sewer while his rhetoric takes to the skies, so he's obviously
presidential timber.
"I believe I can fly": trivial, false, and empty: American politics in a
nutshell.
But despite the missed opportunity, the PBS connection is perfectly
appropriate. Really, I suggest you try to sit down and watch PBS kids' shows
such as "Caillou" or "Dragon Tales": moral gruel served up by blank-eyed
tokens.
These shows go so far out of their way to avoid controversy that they
entirely avoid content of any kind.
The poor unsuspecting children who are submerged in this slop will grow
up thinking that emptiness is truth, that vacuity is profundity, and that Al
Gore or Rod Paige has just said something. They will grow up into a public
life that is utterly piddling and totally disingenuous.
They will grow up, in short, to be Americans.
Crispin Sartwell teaches philosophy at the Maryland Institute College of Art.