Before we all head out for more shopping this three-day weekend, I thought this item from last year was worthy of a review:
According to some of the calendars and appointment books floating around this office, Monday, February 19th, is Presidents’ Day. Others say it’s President’s Day. Still others opt for Presidents Day. Which is it? The bouncing apostrophe bespeaks a certain uncertainty. President’s Day suggests that only one holder of the nation’s supreme magistracy is being commemorated—presumably the first. Presidents’ Day hints at more than one, most likely the Sage of Mount Vernon plus Abraham Lincoln, generally agreed to be the greatest of them all. And Presidents Day, apostropheless, implies a promiscuous celebration of all forty-two—Jefferson but also Pierce, F.D.R. but also Buchanan, Truman but also Harding. To say nothing of the incumbent, of whom, perhaps, the less said the better.
So which is it? Trick question. The answer, strictly speaking, is none of the above. Ever since 1968, when, in one of the last gasps of Great Society reformism, holidays were rejiggered to create more three-day weekends, federal law has decreed the third Monday in February to be Washington’s Birthday. And Presidents’/’s/s Day? According to Prologue, the magazine of the National Archives, it was a local department-store promotion that went national when retailers discovered that, mysteriously, generic Presidents clear more inventory than particular ones, even the Father of His Country. Now everybody thinks it’s official, but it’s not. (Note to Fox News: could be a War on Washington’s Birthday angle here, similar to the War on Christmas. Over to you, Bill.)
Hertzberg has more.
The application of the War on Christmas narrative structure to Presidents Day is already going on. Among the more crackpot commentors at my own blog are those who believe that Washington and Lincoln’s birthdays were merged to make room for Martin Luther King’s birthday. Thus have liberals rejected America’s true history in favor of “PC” history.
That this narrative is demonstrably untrue — Lincoln’s birthday, for example, was never a national holiday — doesn’t even faze them. It’s such fine support of their worldview that they cling to it even after it’s proven to be untrue.
To put an even finer point on your commenters’ lunacy Tom — there are no “national holidays” in the United States of America. There are federal holidays and they apply only to federal offices; states are free to choose them or not.
Further, Washington’s birthday was changed to the third Monday in 1968 (effective 1971) and King’s birthday wasn’t made a holiday until 1983 (act signed by Reagan, effective 1986).
People like you described Tom don’t have a “worldview.” They have a “thimbleview.”