In 1801, Thomas Jefferson, a Democratic-Republican (by
contemporary perceptions, a political hermaphrodite) defeated sitting president
John Adams, a Federalist, Jefferson thus becoming the third President of the
United States.
Are you with me? It’s
going to be interesting. I promise.
Since Adams (a New Englander) and Jefferson (a Virginian, suh!) agreed politically on
very little, Adams knew that when Jefferson took office, he would undo –
keeping it simple – all the stuff Adams and his Federalist-controlled Congress
had previously enacted. Adams feared Jefferson,
in the vernacular, would administratively stink up the place.
Now then, as
today, there is this “lame duck” period to their tenure, in which outgoing
presidents remain in charge until the new president is sworn in. Seeing it as his patriotic responsibility,
Adams took advantage of that “lame duck” period to stymie the incoming
“opposition”, making last-minute appointments of dozens of Federalist judges
who, in their decisions – judges being impartial but not that impartial – would perpetuate the Federalist philosophy.
Take that, Tommy
Jefferson!
Okay, so there were these things called “commissions”, appointments
to federal offices, which, once received, made you the thing that commission commissioned you to become.
So here’s what he did.
Before losing his presidential authority, Adams signed a boatload of
judicial commissions to Federalist partisans, instructing them to be delivered
forthwith.
Unfortunately, “forthwith” was not as fast as Adams had
hoped. The clock ran out on his presidency
before all the commissions reached their appointed destinations.
So there’s this guy Marbury, pre-informed that he is getting
a commission to be Justice of the Peace for the District of Columbia, and he’s
sitting at home and it’s like, “Where’s my commission?” The clock strikes twelve, and there’s no
ticket to the ball. (Unwavering Rule: No timely delivery of the commission and you,
sir, are completely out of luck.)
Why didn’t he receive it?
Jefferson comes in, sees what Adams has tried to pull off,
and it’s, “Yeah, like I’m giving Federalist Marbury a commission to be Justice
of the Peace for the District of Columbia.
I am a Democratic-Republican, and by heavens – although I do not
actually believe in heaven – I am
determined to sweep the reeking residue of Federalist detritus into the
historical dustbin. I am Thomas
Jefferson, and I speak like this.”
The new administration takes office, and they throw away
Marbury’s commission. (Historical Note:
I don’t know if they literally threw it away; he just didn’t receive it. On the other hand, why would they keep it
around? To laugh at? (MOCKINGLY SING-SONGY): “You’re
not getting this… You’re not getting this…”)
Marbury is understandably upset.
“They promised me a commission. I want
my commission!”
What happens then
is that Marbury sues the Jefferson government for his anticipated commission,
taking his case to constitutionally established Supreme Court.
It now behooves the Supreme Court to ostensibly rule for
Adams – who tried to cram the courts with Federalist judges before he
imminently left town – or for Jefferson, who told his Secretary of State,
Madison (hence the naming of the landmark Supreme Court case Marbury versus Madison), charged with
delivering the commissions:
“Toss those commissions in the fireplace. The White House is unseasonably chilly.”
Okay. That’s as far
as I want to go. As they said on the
fifties kids’ show broadcast from Buffalo called Fun To Learn: “If you want
to know how this story ends, you’ll have to go to your local library and find
out.”)
The point is this:
During this election season, when you hear on TV or read
wherever you read things that the Supreme Court (and its upcoming appointments)
has become overly “politicized”, remember Marbury
versus Madison. Or Democrat
president Franklin Roosevelt’s decision to “pack” the court with like-minded
Democrats. Or the 2000 election in which
a majority of Republican justices handed the presidency to the Republican
candidate…
And say haughtily, if you have “haughtily” in your
repertoire:
“Oh yeah? What else is new?”
A Small But Meaningful Addendum: How many of our institutions that we rebuke
for not living up to their loftiest standards ever behaved that way in the
first place? And why do we continue to
believe that they can?
I wish we could all pay more attention to history. It doesn't need to be the boring, "This happened at this time and then this happened at another time," stuff. It's stories after all. It should be written that way. We remember things better when they fit into a narrative instead of a list of facts.
ReplyDeleteYou're right, Earl. Too often we feel like we are living in the worst of times and there is no hope for us. Knowing history reminds us that we've gotten through some pretty bad situations. Likewise, when we think we're living in the best of times, knowing history shows us that there are things that could be better and we can be encouraged to attempt to improve the things that are wrong.