The Declaration of Independence is perhaps
the one document which best identifies the American spirit among the nation’s
of the world and is consequently what makes us unique. The 1776 writing has been aptly described as
“an expression of the American mind,” as painted by its author, Thomas
Jefferson.
In pertinent part it states that among the
“certain and inalienable rights” which all men possess are “life, liberty and
the pursuit of happiness.”
Interestingly, however, the word “happiness” is without definition. Neither are the words “property,” the
ownership thereof, or “bank” anywhere mentioned. Nor is a particular economic system
contemplated either here or in the US Constitution that was subsequently
enacted in 1789. What, then, is the
pursuit of happiness?
The answer to that question in the annals of
American History begins with the figure of Alexander Hamilton, the nation’s first
Secretary of the Treasury serving under then-President George Washington. Importantly, like Franklin
before him, Hamilton
was also a superb student of human nature, even going so far as to elevate its
status to that of its own “science.” Hamilton approached and
studied history to determine the nature of the laws which controlled human
affairs, seeking to extract a moral and thereby useful lesson, to chart the
course of human events. His later
efforts earned him his deserving place on the $10 bill.
there was no hope of combining order with liberty
until the people were prevented from giving free reign to their passions. The people sober might be trusted, but when
they became drunk --- and history proved that they went on such binges with
distressing frequency --- they behaved like tyrants. It was the peculiar merit of the Federal (US)
Constitution … that under its benign auspices the people, even when they lost
possession of their faculties, were constrained from running amuck.
His highly controversial financial plan was
set forth on the successful British model of capitalism. It specified, among other things, the
creation of a central banking system under one supreme National Bank. This bank was to be in corporation form,
chartered under the authority of the new federal government of the US
(today seen in the form of the Federal Reserve, headed by Benjamin Bernanke).
Good thing Hamilton was armed with a
keen understanding regarding certain predictable patterns of human nature which
did not change over time. In this
instance, knowledge was power. Hamilton well knew that
the plan alone, sound as it may have been, was insufficient to guarantee its
passage in the republic with the new constitution. Something more was needed, some human
incentive.
And so Hamilton used the forces of human nature, in their uninterrupted forms both
good and bad as they were observed to exist, to successfully implement and
solidify his economic plan. Noting
perhaps the greatest human vice to be greed, he surmised that if this passion
could be harnessed in service to the state, “the nation was on its way to
power, opulence and greatness.” So he incentivized the speculative interest, prevalent on the dark
side of human nature and especially among the moneyed class, to provide the
support vital to its success.
(The second segment in this three part series will further
explore Hamilton ’s controversial methods for implementing the system, as well as the basis of firm opposition, which began with Jefferson. What did the author of the Declaration of Independence consider to be the pursuit of happiness?)
-Michael D'Angelo
I grew up doing homework at the kitchen table. My mom and dad (OBM) sometimes joined me, sipping on a hot cups of black percolated coffee.
ReplyDeleteOn the occasion of studying our nation's founding, Dad quipped, "You know Mr. Jefferson got it wrong."
"And what would a cowboy know about Mr. Jefferson, dear?" Mom poked. She, with her college education and him without (albeit very well read).
"Life is not about he pursuit of happiness. It suggests you're not happy -- that it's beyond your reach. I submit true happiness is the 'happiness of pursuit.'" he offered.
"And when did you have this epiphany, dear?" mother asked. She eyed me, knowingly, "Look it up -- E P I P H A N Y."
I can see Dad's smiling eyes as if it were yesterday. Lost in a moment he explained, "That would be on Rusty (his roping horse) in the '51 Pioneer Days steer roping. I was in the gate, waiting for the steer to break. Rusty would explode like a bottle rocket the instant the gate started to open -- the pursuit... hoofs churning up the arena..."
Dad was lost in the moment. Mom winked at me.
The happiness of pursuit.