Hey, Government! How About Calling on Us?

Lately, our news has focused on tropical depressions maturing into
monster hurricanes that leave devastation in their wake -- and I'm not
just talking about Gustav and Ike. Today, we face a perfect storm of
financial devastation, notable for the enormity of the greed that
generated it and the somnolent response of our government in helping
Americans left devastated in its wake.

As unemployment rates soar to their highest level in five years and
home construction sinks to its lowest level in 17 years, all our
federal government seems able to do is buy up to $700 billion in
"distressed" mortgage-related assets, bail-out Fannie Mae and Freddie
Mac (at a cost of roughly $200 billion) or "loan" $85 billion to
liquidate insurance giant AIG. If you're Merrill Lynch, you get a
hearing; if you're just plain Marilyn Lynch of Topeka, what you get is
a recession, a looming depression, and a federal tax bill for the
fat-cat bail-outs.

But, amazingly enough, ordinary Americans generally don't want
bail-outs, nor do they want handouts. What they normally want is
honorable work, decent wages, and a government willing to wake up and
help them contribute to a national restoration.

How America Was Once Rebuilt

Before surging ahead, however, let's look back. Seventy-five years ago,
our country faced an even deeper depression. Millions of men had
neither jobs, nor job prospects. Families were struggling to put food
on the table. And President Franklin Delano Roosevelt acted. He created
the Civilian Conservation Corps, soon widely known as the CCC.

From 1933 to 1942, the CCC enrolled nearly 3.5 million men in roughly
4,500 camps across the country. It helped to build roads, build and
repair bridges, clear brush and fight forest fires, create state parks
and recreational areas, and otherwise develop and improve our nation's
infrastructure -- work no less desperately needed today than it was
back then. These young men -- women were not included -- willingly
lived in primitive camps and barracks, sacrificing to support their
families who were hurting back home.

My father, who served in the CCC from 1935 to 1937, was among those
young men. They earned $30 a month for their labor -- a dollar a day --
and he sent home $25 of that to support the family. For those modest
wages, he and others like him gave liberally to our country in return.
The stats are still impressive: 800 state parks developed; 125,000
miles of road built; more than two billion trees planted; 972 million
fish stocked. The list goes on and on in jaw-dropping detail.

Not only did the CCC improve our country physically, you might even say
that experiencing it prepared a significant part of the "greatest
generation" of World War II for greatness. After all, veterans of the
CCC had already learned to work and sacrifice for something larger than
themselves -- for, in fact, their families, their state, their country.
As important as the G.I. Bill was to veterans returning from that war
and to our country's economic boom in the 1950s, the CCC was certainly
no less important in building character and instilling an ethic of
teamwork, service, and sacrifice in a generation of American men.

Today, we desperately need to tap a similar ethic of service to
country. The parlous health of our communities, our rickety
infrastructure, and our increasingly rickety country demands nothing
less.

Of course, I'm hardly alone in suggesting the importance of national service. Last year, in Time Magazine, for example, Richard Stengel called
for a revival of national service and urged the formation of a "Green
Corps," analogous to the CCC, and dedicated to the rejuvenation of our
national infrastructure.

To mark the seventh anniversary of 9/11, John McCain and Barack Obama recently spoke
in glowing terms of national service at a forum hosted by Columbia
University. Both men expressed support for increased governmental
spending, with McCain promising that, as president, he would sign into
law the Kennedy-Hatch "Serve America Act," which would, among other
things, triple the size of the AmeriCorps. (Of course, McCain had just
come from a Republican convention that had again and again mocked
Obama's time as a "community organizer" and, even at Columbia, he
expressed a preference for faith-based organizations and the private
sector over service programs run by the government.) Obama has made national service a pillar of his campaign, promising to spend $3.5 billion annually to more than triple the size of AmeriCorps, while also doubling the size of the Peace Corps.

It all sounds impressive. But is it? Compared to the roughly $900
billion being spent in FY2009 on national defense, homeland security,
intelligence, and the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, $3.5 billion seems
like chump change, not a major investment in national service or in
Americans. When you consider the problems facing American workers and
our country, both McCain and Obama are remarkable in their timidity.
Now is surely not the time to tinker with the controls on a ship of
state that's listing dangerously to starboard.

Do I overstate? Here are just two data points. Last month our
national unemployment rate rose to 6.1%, a five-year high. This year
alone, we've shed more than 600,000 jobs in eight months. If you
include the so-called marginally attached jobless, 11 million Americans
are currently out of work, which adds up
to a real unemployment rate of 7.1%. Now, that doesn't begin to compare
to the unemployment rate during the Great Depression which, at times,
exceeded 20%. In absolute terms, however, 11 million unemployed
American workers represent an enormous waste of human potential.

How can we get people off the jobless rolls, while offering them useful
tasks that will help support families, while building character,
community, and country?

Here's where our federal government really should step in, just as
it did in 1933. For we face an enormous national challenge today which
goes largely unaddressed: shoring up our nation's crumbling
infrastructure. The prestigious American Society of Civil Engineers did
a survey
of, and a report card on, the state of the American infrastructure. Our
country's backbone earned a dismal "D," barely above a failing (and
fatal) grade. The Society estimates that we need to invest
$1.6 trillion in infrastructure maintenance and improvements over the
next five years or face ever more collapsing bridges and bursting dams.
It's a staggering sum, until you realize that we're already approaching
a trillion dollars spent on the Iraq war alone.

No less pressing than a trillion-dollar investment in our nation's
physical health is a commensurate investment in the emotional and civic
well-being of our country -- not just the drop-in-the-bucket amounts
both Obama and McCain are talking about, but something commensurate
with the task ahead of us. As our president dithers, even refusing to
use the "R" word of recession, The Wall Street Journalquotes Mark Gertler, a New York University economist, simply stating this is "the worst financial crisis since the Great Depression."

The best and fairest way to head off that crisis is not simply to spend
untold scores of billions of taxpayer dollars rescuing (or even
liquidating) recklessly speculative outfits that gave no thought to
ordinary workers while they were living large. Rather, our government
should invest scores of billions in empowering the ordinary American
worker, particularly those who have suffered the most from the economic
ravages of our financial hurricane.

Just as in 1933, a call today to serve our country and strengthen
its infrastructure would serve to reenergize a shared sense of
commitment to America. Such service would touch millions of Americans
in powerful ways that can't be fully predicted in advance, just as it
touched my father as a young man.

What "Ordinary" Americans Are Capable Of

My father was a self-confessed "regular guy," and his CCC service was
typical. He was a "woodsman-falling," a somewhat droll job title
perhaps, but one that concealed considerable danger. In the fall of
1936, he fought the Bandon forest fire
in Oregon, a huge conflagration that burned 100,000 acres and killed a
dozen people. To corral and contain that fire, he and the other
"fellows" in his company worked on the fire lines for five straight
weeks. At one point, my father worked 22 hours straight, in part
because the fire raged so fiercely and so close to him that he was too
scared to sleep (as he admitted to me long after).

My father was 19 when he fought that fire. Previously, he had been a
newspaper boy and had after the tenth grade quit high school to support
the family. Still, nothing marked him as a man who would risk his own
life to save the lives of others, but his country gave him an
opportunity to serve and prove himself, and he did.

Before joining the CCC, my father had been a city boy, but in the
Oregon woods he discovered a new world of great wonder. It enriched his
life, just as his recollections of it enrich my own:

"Thunder and lightning are very dangerous in the
forest. Well, one stormy night a Forest Ranger smoke chaser got a call
from the fire tower. They spotted a small night fire; getting the
location the Ranger took me and another CCC boy to check it out. After
walking about a mile in the woods we spotted the fire. It had burned a
circle of fire at least 100 yards in diameter from the impact of the
lightning bolt.

"You never saw anything so beautiful. The trees were all lit in
fire; the fire on the ground was lit up in hot coals. Also fiery embers
were falling off the trees. Some of the trees were dried dead snags. It
looked like the New York skyline lit up at night. The Ranger radioed
back for a fire crew. Meanwhile the three of us started to contain the
fire with a fire trail.

"Later, we got caught in a thunderstorm in the mountains. We
stretched a tarpaulin to protect ourselves from the downpours. You
could see the storm clouds, with thunder and lightning flashing,
approaching and passing over us. Then the torrents of rain. It would
stop and clear with stars shining. And sure enough it must have
repeated the sequence at least five times. What a night."

Jump ahead to 2008 and picture a nineteen-year-old high school dropout.
Do you see a self-centered slacker, someone too preoccupied exercising
his thumbs on video games, or advertising himself on MySpace and
Facebook, to do much of anything to help anyone other than himself?

Sure, there are a few of these. Aren't there always? But many more
young Americans already serve or volunteer in some capacity. Even our
imaginary slacker may just need an opportunity -- and a little push --
to prove his mettle. We'll never know unless our leaders put our money
where, at present, only their mouths are.

Remaking National Service -- And Our Country

Today, when most people think of national service, they think of
military service. As a retired military officer, I'm hardly one to
discount the importance of such service, but we need to extend the
notion of service beyond the military, beyond national defense, to
embrace all dimensions of civic life. Imagine if such service was as
much the norm as in the 1930s, rather than the exception, and imagine
if our government was no longer seen as the problem, but the progenitor
of opportunity and solutions?

Some will say it can no longer be done. Much like Rudy Giuliani,
they'll poke fun at the whole idea of service, and paint the government
as dangerously corrupt, or wasteful, or even as the enemy of the people
-- perhaps because they're part of that same government.

How sad. We don't need jaded "insiders" or callow "outsiders" in
Washington; what we need are doers and dreamers. We need leaders with
faith both in the people -- the common worker with uncommon spirit -- and the government to inspire and get things done.

The unselfish idealism, work ethic, and public service of the CCC could
be tapped again, if only our government remembers that our greatest
national resource is not exhaustible commodities like oil or natural
gas, but the inexhaustible spirit and generosity of the American
worker.