By Jonah Goldberg
Friday, August 21, 2015
Peter Schramm has died.
I knew it was coming. He’d been struggling with cancer.
But it felt particularly poignant given that I was in Europe, a place Peter had
little patience for.
It was an attitude he inherited from his father. During
World War II, before Peter was born, William Schramm had been conscripted by
the Nazis to work in a munitions factory. The Allies dropped leaflets warning
that a bombing run was imminent. The Nazis demanded that everyone report for
work anyway. William refused.
The Nazis were lining him up to be shot when the Allies
unleashed the arsenal of democracy. Those inside the factory were killed, but
the elder Schramm survived, thanks to a mixture of God’s providence and the
lethality of the U.S. armed forces.
A little over a decade later, when Schramm was a boy,
Hungary was torn apart by the 1956 uprising and once again providence spared
Peter’s father. While he was out getting bread, a grenade landed right beside
him but failed to detonate.
That did it. He told his son to pack his bags, the
Schramms were moving. Where to? Peter asked.
His father replied, “We are going to America.”
“Why America?” Peter pressed.
“Because, son. We were born Americans, but in the wrong
place.”
A half-century later, Peter wrote, “I’ve spent the better
part of the last 50 years working to more fully understand these words.” He
continued, “Dad, in his way, was saying that he understood America to be both a
place and an idea at the same time. Fundamentally, it is a place that would
embrace us if we could prove that we shared in the idea. We meant to prove it.”
Peter went on to become not only an exceptional scholar
but a truly extraordinary teacher (since the 1980s at the Ashbrook Center at
Ashland University). I was never a formal student of his, but I learned a great
deal from him. A giant bear of a man with a riot of white hair more befitting a
half-mad Hungarian composer, Peter was a walking seminar, a conversation
machine.
Save for his family, what inspired him more than anything
else was his unconquerable love of this country. Peter was no nationalist, in
part because he understood, perhaps better than any man I’ve ever known, the
difference between patriotism and nationalism.
Yes, America is a nation, but unlike other nations it is
bound together not by blood and soil but by ideas, texts, and creeds. “America
invented freedom,” he was fond of saying. And if you think that’s an
exaggeration, it’s only because you never sat in one of his classes or shared a
drink or a cigar (or both) with the man.
Peter opposed illegal immigration because we are a nation
of laws and laws must be respected. But he held his sharpest criticism not for
immigrants, but for native-born Americans who think being born here doesn’t
come with obligations. You can’t expect immigrants to buy into the American
idea if the people living here have no idea what that is. “If we no longer
understand or believe in that which makes us Americans,” he wrote in 2007 for
The Weekly Standard, “then there is nothing substantive to assimilate into. We
become many and diverse people who share a common place, rather than E Pluribus
Unum.”
Forget about public policy for a moment. The immigration
story is a conservative story. People like William Schramm — or my father-in-law
who fled Czechoslovakia, or my great-great-great grandparents who fled the
Russian pogroms or Sen. Marco Rubio’s parents or tens of millions of other
Americans born in the wrong place — came to this country because it was both a
place and an idea.
That idea – shockingly new and still rarer than you might
think – is that we are all citizens, not subjects. The American idea holds that
if people are permitted to exercise their right to self-government and to own
the fruits of their labor, they can not only thrive but accomplish things never
before imagined.
America will be remembered, Peter argued, not for putting
a man on the moon, but for inventing this idea of freedom.
“You Americans invented freedom,” Peter told
Powerline.com’s Steven Hayward. “You invented freedom. And you’re on your way
to losing it” – not because of newcomers unwilling to become Americans, but
because of natives unwilling to teach them. Such gloom wasn’t characteristic of
Peter. But it’s deeply felt when one considers how much more daunting that
teaching job will be without him.
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