Mother’s Day means more than celebrating mothersThe history of today’s holiday is more relevant than everMy family lost our mom to cancer in 2016, which led me to dedicate my thanks on today’s holiday to the mothers among my friends, siblings, and in-laws. Expanding my celebration of today’s holiday beyond my own mother reminded me of the roots of Mother’s Day. They emerge not only in celebrations of mothers within and across families, but also a set of convictions that once united mothers in the face of a shared threat to their children. Beyond an opportunity to celebrate the people whose care and devotion made each of our lives possible, Mother’s Day is also an opportunity to remember that life is the opposite of destruction, and that the militarism dedicated to destruction ultimately offends all of us. Mother’s Day’s forgotten rootsMother’s Day was first recognized as an official holiday in 1914, through a proclamation by then President Woodrow Wilson. Its origins, however, stem from a previous proclamation in 1870 by social justice advocate and abolitionist Julia Ward Howe. Howe worked as a nurse during the Civil War, and witnessed its carnage first hand. Recognizing that war not only maimed and killed soldiers, but also wounded military (and other) families, she remarkably worked with widows and orphans in both the North and South. Her proclamation reflects her recognition of the shared humanity offended by war. She wrote:
The prescience of Howe’s plea for peaceThe First World War erupted about 50 years after Howe issued her historic proclamation, and just three years after President Wilson announced the national holiday inspired by it. That war was remarkable for many reasons. WWI was the first time in history when the sophisticated machinery of the Industrial Revolution was turned to maiming & killing. Largely because tools like tanks and machine guns reduced experienced soldiers to literal cannon fodder, the First World War was fought largely by children. The British Army alone recruited and deployed nearly a quarter million child soldiers. A powerful song, “Children’s Crusade,” recalls this sad and disturbing history. Sting’s lyrics include:
Mothers at the time had many reasons to speak out—not only about the particular conflict that ended or ruined the lives of millions of their children, but also the concept of militarism itself that enabled the war in the first place. Forgotten legaciesThe legacy of World War I included the Second World War, which was made effectively inevitable by the punitive sanctions on Germany imposed by the victorious Allied powers at the end of WWI. Meanwhile, the legacy of the Second World War was (at least supposed to be) the creation of international law, and international institutions to enforce it. If the First World War represented the first time mechanized tools were used to destroy human life en masse, the Second World War represented the first time that nation states agreed to rules that would bind them all in the service of protecting the rights of their individual citizens. I’ve written before about how America’s idiotic resignation of executive accountability—under President Obama—effectively lost the Second World War, 60 years after our nation militarily triumphed over the axis powers. Not only were the Nazis funded and equipped by American businesses, but America ultimately came to embrace some methods pioneered by Nazi germany—from the industrial slave labor strategy visible in contemporary mass incarceration, to the dedication of government-funded research and development to building ever more sophisticated weapons. Beyond an opportunity to celebrate the people whose care and devotion made each of our lives possible, Mother’s Day is also an opportunity to remember that life is the opposite of destruction, and that the militarism dedicated to destruction ultimately offends all of us. If nothing else, Mother’s Day must entail a rejection of genocide, unless one is willing to reduce it to a Hallmark holiday. Given America’s crass and consistent commercialization of holidays from Valentine’s Day to Juneteenth, however, such amnesia is ultimately on brand. Paid subscribers can access a poem I wrote for my mother in the weeks before she was taken from us. I share it sometimes with friends grieving their own parents, and have heard from many of them that it has offered them some solace... Continue reading this post for free, courtesy of Shahid Buttar.A subscription gets you:
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