> Herman Melville captured, without endorsing, the nationalist fervor
in his novel “White Jacket”: “We Americans are the peculiar, chosen
people — the Israel of our time. God has predestinated, mankind
expects, great things from our race; and great things we feel in
our souls.” Walt Whitman joined the chorus: “Have the elder races
halted? / Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there
beyond the seas? / We take up the task eternal.” There’s no confidence
like adolescent confidence, for a person or a country.