“We
come in the age's most uncertain hour
and
sing an American tune.”—Paul Simon, “American Tune,” from his LP There Goes Rhymin' Simon (1973)
I
took this photo of Ellis Island 5½ years ago from across the Hudson River in
Lower Manhattan, in the pale afternoon light of an early December day. I went
searching through my photo files to find it after listening to Shawn Colvin’s
beautifully melancholy cover of Paul Simon’s classic, “American Tune.”
Simon
wrote his song when faith in American leadership had been shredded by the
Vietnam War and Watergate. I recall it being played a great deal around 9/11.
Its questioning lyric about "the age's most uncertain hour" seems all too timely again, with the multiple shocks of the last six
months: a stillborn impeachment inquiry, the COVID-19 pandemic, the highest unemployment
since the Great Depression, and now two straight weeks of protest in the wake
of George Floyd’s death at the hands of police.
These
events have left me as “weary to my bones” as Simon felt nearly a half-century
ago. Oddly enough, though, “American Tune” also left me reassured. I
felt it in his evocation of the Statue of Liberty, as well as in the ships (the
Mayflower and the Apollo moon flights) that concisely bracket American history.
Like
Simon’s Hungarian-Jewish ancestors, my Irish-Catholic ones came to an America
not always hospitable to immigrants. (Within a decade of the arrival of my
mother’s parents, the Ku Klux Klan came back into being.) Maybe their survival
strategy was not unlike Simon’s: recuperation and recovery (“That’s all I’m
trying, to get some rest”) before the hard work of a hard fight, for their
lives and their country’s, the following day.
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