Here’s the first thing you need to know about Presidents Day: there's no national holiday of that name. Under federal law, it’s still known as Washington’s Birthday.
But it’s not celebrated on February 22, the day our first president was born. And that’s all because of the Benjamins.
Not Benjamin Harrison, one of our least distinguished presidents. And not Benjamin Franklin, who wasn’t president at all. No, Presidents Day now exists to promote ... shopping.
George Washington’s Birthday — and, later, Abraham Lincoln’s — were once important public holidays, designed to reconnect Americans with their civic ideals. Today, they simply remind us how principal — that is, the Almighty Dollar — has become the principle in our national life.
Washington’s Birthday was commemorated for the first time by army officers in 1778 at Valley Forge, where Washington and his ragtag army were holed up for the winter. It became a major celebration after Washington ascended to the presidency in 1789, rivaling only the Fourth of July in the new nation’s roster of patriotic holidays.
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In 1796, citizens of Philadelphia were awakened on February 22 by a 15-cannon salute. Military companies paraded through the city, which was serving as America’s capital during these years. The next evening, when Washington himself appeared at an event in his honor, citizens lined up to catch a glimpse of their hero.
Other cities marked the day with orations, processions, and other public festivities. “The celebration of the birth day of our beloved President has been so great throughout the States as leaves not the shadow of a bout that he continues to be “THE MAN OF THE PEOPLE,” a Worcester, Massachusetts newspaper blared.
Congress declared a national day of mourning on February 22, 1800 in honor of Washington, who had died two months earlier. “The princely soul of our beloved WASHINGTON has taken flight,” one orator declaimed. “The heavens open wide their huge portals to receive his pure and ennobled spirit; angels hail him welcome [and] the immense temple of God becomes his place of residence forever.”
In the mid-1800s, as sectional rivalries gained steam, Northern abolitionists marked February 22 by noting that the great Washington had freed his own slaves. But Southerners invoked the first president on behalf of their “peculiar institution,” too. When eleven states seceded to form the Confederacy, Washington would appear on its national seal — dated February 22, 1862.
After the Civil War, many Americans began to mark the February 12 birthday of a new national martyr: Abraham Lincoln. Lithographs and memorial banners depicted Washington and Lincoln walking arm in arm above the clouds: one hero made the Union, while the other saved it.
In 1879, Congress made Washington’s Birthday into an official holiday. Efforts to recognize Lincoln’s Birthday at the federal level were stymied by the South, which preferred to mark Robert E. Lee’s January 19 birthday instead.
But dozens of states and localities declared holidays in honor of Lincoln, who — like Washington — was commemorated by almost every kind of American. Democrats and Republicans, suffragists and prohibitionists, and even socialists and communists all gave tribute to to him on February 12.
The most fervent and consistent Lincoln celebrants were probably African-Americans, who invoked the “Great Emancipator” in their ongoing quest for civil rights. “I care more for Lincoln’s great toe than for the whole body of the perfect George Washington, of spotless ancestry, who ‘never told a lie’ and never did anything interesting,” black scholar and activist W.E.B. Du Bois quipped in 1922.
Du Bois’ nod to “ancestry” was a dig at white Protestant groups like the Daughters of the American Revolution, who bragged of their filial connections to Washington and other founding heroes. Most notoriously, the German-American Bund held a 1939 rally at Madison Square Garden featuring a banner of Washington that was flanked by swastikas along with the Stars and Stripes. “Stop Jewish domination of Christian America,” a second banner blared.
After the Second World War, however, almost all of the political content drained from our Washington and Lincoln celebrations. In part, that simply reflected the passing of the generations. In his popular 1973 song "Grandpa was a Carpenter," John Prine recalled that his dyed-in-the-wool Republican grandfather had "voted for Eisenhower, 'cause Lincoln won the war." As America aged, fewer of us felt these personal connections to our national past and its heroes.
Nor did that past seem as heroic as it once had. In the wake of Vietnam War and the Watergate scandals, many liberals eschewed patriotic appeals altogether. On the Right, meanwhile, patriotism became an occasion for bland declarations of American superiority. Instead of calling us to our highest ideals of freedom and equality, national holidays devolved into excuses for leisure and consumption.
Starting in the 1950s, travel associations lobbied to move Washington’s Birthday to a Monday so that more people could vacation on it. The U.S. Chamber of Commerce and the National Retail Federation also supported the move to Monday, when it could be tacked on to a shopping weekend.
Congress complied in 1968, designating the third Monday in February as Washington's Birthday. States retain the right to name the holiday, which is known as “Presidents Day” in 24 of them; a few others still name it after Washington, and a handful commemorate both Washington and Lincoln.
But we’re so blasé about this holiday that we can’t even decide how to punctuate it. Presidents Day seems most grammatically accurate, but you often see it rendered as Presidents Day or even Presidents Day.
What you don’t see is the patriotic zeal that used to mark the birthdays of our two great national heroes. Instead, we find Washington and Lincoln adorning advertisements for furniture, electronics, and cars. “It’s Presidents Day tomorrow,” author Bill Bryson wrote in 1999, omitting the apostrophe from the name. “I know. I can hardly stand the excitement either.” Can you?