I often (perhaps too often) post on social media about some urgent human rights, social inclusion, or justice issue that I’m feeling deeply moved by. Such concerns are a very prominent part of who I am and what I’m about, and how I strive in my own small ways to make this a better world. Yet I know that personal and family news always seems to score the highest number of “likes” on Facebook or Twitter postings. When I recently posted about my son Ian’s very positive interview to become a Peace Corps Volunteer (possibly in the West African, Francophone country of Benin) the response was overwhelming. I’ve never received so many “likes” on Facebook, from both Ian’s friends and mine.
While Ian and I await a decision on his application, I’m left to ponder what it is that makes the Peace Corps so special in the American psyche, and so respected by me and by so many people here and in developing countries. And perhaps not surprising for someone with over three decades working as an international development practitioner and activist, I can’t help but compare the Peace Corps model to the evolving and ever-consolidating modern American (and increasingly multinational) development “industry” of for-profit firms and NGOs, fiercely competing for each contract and grant in a tight and under-resourced market.
To be clear, the Peace Corps is not universally admired. It’s regularly criticized as a federal Agency without a clear mission: a development agency that isn’t all that good at sustainable development and one that doesn’t hold its development results or effectiveness abroad up to public scrutiny by hard-pressed American taxpayers. It is castigated as an organization that places Volunteers – many fresh out of college and largely innocent in the ways of the world – into situations that are potentially very dangerous, all for reasons that are not all that clear. Others see it as yet another example of federal government overreach; a chrysalis of globalization or a taxpayer-sponsored development “boot camp” to forge the future leaders of American development firms and non-profits to be competitive in the international arena. Why should taxpayers carry the burden of transforming Volunteers into dirt-under-their-fingernails global citizens made world-weary by the complexities and impact of poverty, diverse cultural values, and faraway community dynamics? Still others see it as a government sponsored extended summer camp, where mostly young Volunteers go to exotic and remote locations to spend a great deal of time over two years interacting with other Volunteers. And then there are those who simply dismiss the Peace Corps as an idealistic experiment from a bye-gone era, barely relevant to the turbulent and hard-nosed international scene in 2016 – an Agency struggling to retain its aura at a time when President Kennedy, its founder back in 1961, is “ancient history” for most Americans born long afterwards.
That’s quite a blistering critique, but it hardly squares with the enthusiastic outpouring of warmth and support for my son’s application process. So quite clearly, there is another side to the Peace Corps.
I’ve seen that other side again and again in my own career. I’ve experienced it in the resilient enthusiasm and sheer gumption of the many Volunteers whom I used to host to Thanksgiving dinners every year at my home in Nairobi, Kenya during the decade that I worked as an architect there. I’ve seen it in the fond, almost dewy-eyed recollections of so many colleagues in international development as they recall with both pride and immense satisfaction those profoundly formative years from their own service as Peace Corps Volunteers. I’ve also appreciated it being made manifest by the sensitive and wise assessments made by former Volunteers of America’s interactions with complicated foreign cultures, even on such charged and often conflicting values-based situations as women’s equality and the social inclusion of LGBTI persons.
I also recognize my own pride that I feel in my son’s choice. Whether selected or not to become a Peace Corps Volunteer, I’m heartened by his commitment both to public service and to volunteerism. Indeed, I cherish his idealism, as I recall how very difficult it has been in my years of work in international development to find those types of conversations – those passions expressed – among my colleagues, even though it is clearly what motivated most of them into such careers.
We just don’t make space to talk about ideals, or values. But you’ve heard me say that before.
Few people go into international development to make the Big Bucks, and – with the prominent exception of a few truly scandalous outliers such as the former senior executives of the now defunct Academy for Educational Development (AED) – few have brought home lavish salaries. Yet with procurement practices in place that do everything possible to incentivize competition in winner-take-all quests for the next contract or grant, and proposal evaluation practices that award no assessment points for ethical and moral awareness or principled commitment, it’s no surprise that idealism and service are rarely spoken about. Even in the face of global poverty, conflict, poor governance, health crises, and the devastating impacts of climate change on those in poverty and hence least resilient, our bilateral international development practices consistently discourage collaboration across the “industry” by use of a hard-edged business model where “winning strategies” mean that valuable lessons in development are proprietary and not to be shared.
Perhaps the Peace Corps isn’t measuring up as a terribly effective development agency. The projects taken up by mostly young and inexperienced Volunteers may not change the world, and they would be hard to measure in terms or empirical results or logframes. But I know – with a deep sense of conviction – that we ought to be more than satisfied with the strong and consistent anecdotal evidence of lives changed by the public service abroad of such Volunteers. We should be profoundly grateful for the small but determined steps made toward a transcending sense of global community, forged by each American volunteer who has sacrificed her or his time, energy, hard work, security, and comfort, and who has taken on considerable risk to do so. And we ought to be proud of this federal Agency and its staff and Volunteers who put American ideals into the spotlight, day after day after day.
At the end of the day, that’s how I hope that America will be remembered, and respected.