I’d like to examine
the personality of these Puritans and their actions, rather than just writing
them off as Pequot-killing, stillborn-burying, heartless religious zealots.
Their motivations were different, but it was a different time. They believed in
different things, and these beliefs caused them to do things we may consider
inhumane. Their moral compass was pointing in a different direction –well, it
would have been if it were even calibrated.
I have a great deal
of respect for John Winthrop, and even if you don’t appreciate his assumed
control and arrogance you must say he was quite the fellow. He truly cared
about his people, even if the ones who were wicked, sacrilegious heathens. He
was like a shepherd corralling his flock, or a father nursing his young. As
Vowell says, he was loving in his punishment, and many strict Puritans faulted
him for his leniency. She likened him to a father who never wants to see his
son again, but drives him to a bus stop so he can get out of town safe and
warm. Then again, it’s hard to call a man who orders the de-ear-ification of a
man and banishes another soft just because he allowed him to stay alive through
the winter.
The whole story of
these colonists struggling to distance themselves from England without separating
from their Mother is a tragedy, and Winthrop encapsulates this exaltation. I
think of him as the Cicero of the Puritan Era, torn between Mother England and
the New World and the changing ideals, all the while preaching love and care
and greatness within and for the community. He, too, takes a middle way. Winthrop is also conflicted with his view of the symbol of the cross
on the flag, citing it as a symbol bequeathed by the pope to the king of
England to be wielded as a sign throughout the crusades. However,
the brilliance of the Roman isn’t matched, for Winthrop is of course
embarrassed and stumped by Hutchinson in the courtroom, a place where the legal
tongue of Cicero made his name. Winthrop saw himself as a father, explaining
his communitarian ideals. He wasn’t a robot; he missed his wife, and came up
with a regular rendez-vous on the astral plane. Sure, this sounds crazy, but do
we not go to the same ridiculous lengths for our loved ones?
Roger Williams too is
a complex individual. He’s stubborn and argumentative –a dangerous combination.
He reminds me of many people I know who insist on their viewpoint even after it
is proven wrong. If Winthrop is the Cicero of this New World, then Williams is
the Cato. As Vowell says, “Williams’s greatness lies in his refusal to keep his
head down in a society that prizes nothing more than harmony and groupthink (p.
127). He cares about truth more than popularity, like the great Roman senator,
also holding the dream of religious liberty and racial equality dear. However,
he also epitomizes the dearth of compromise in Massachusetts Bay, a need that
has been perpetuated in Washington. Today we’re so polarized in our political
views that we refuse to consider the other side. We must open our eyes and
hearts to the perspective and love of others. As Martin Luther King said, “I
love you. I would rather die than hate you.”