Sunday, September 24, 2017

Two American Heroines, Built For The Long Haul

If you live life in the right way, then death, however inevitable it may be, need not be seen as a defeat.  Those that follow in the footsteps you created will continue to lead others in the right direction.

That's the case with two women I definitely regard as heroines of mine, and I think that all of us should treat them that way:  Edie Windsor, and Joyce Matz.  They were heroines on behalf of very different causes:  marriage equality, and historic preservation.  For the record, and for whatever else it's worth otherwise, I'm a proponent of both.  But, even if you're not a proponent of either, I still think that there are lessons that you and I--indeed, all of us--can learn from the lives these two amazing women lived.

It's probably fair to say that, of the two of them, Edie had what might have seemed like the more hopeless of the two causes.  As recently as the 2004 presidential election, marriage equality appeared to be an issue that favored the side of those who opposed it, perhaps for generations to come.  That thought was heartbreaking to many, as it should have been.  But none of this stopped Edie.  Not even the death of Thea Spyer, her spouse, and the health problems she faced in mourning her death, could stop her from fighting for legal recognition of the life and love that the two of them shared.  A fight that she and her attorneys won, against greater odds than I can calculate. And, though it was certainly a victory for LGBT rights in general, it was, as all such victories are, a victory for all of us.  Every time our society expands the reach of freedom and fairness for some, it ultimately does so for all of us.

Historic preservation is perhaps not as politically challenging a goal as marriage equality.  Who's against history, you might ask?  Well, real estate developers, among others.  Especially in New York, the city that got its start with what is still perhaps the biggest real estate swindle in history.  New York is a city that, even now, is filled with history almost everywhere you look.  But none of that is an accident.  Indeed, it took the destruction of the old Pennsylvania Station, a loss everyone now laments but was not lamented enough at the time it happened, to get people to understand that history is a gift that has to be consciously cherished in order for it to endure.  Like Edie, Joyce did not face an easy road.  But that never stopped her from walking it.  As the Times article points out, she walked it right up to the end, even though she needed a walker to do it.

Edie and Joyce's lives, individually and together, tell us that life's greatest accomplishments belong to those who do not chose easy paths, and who do not abandon them no matter how difficult those paths get.  And, if they walk far enough down those paths, they help to point the way for the rest of us.

Guns, Global Warming, And Growth

Speaking, as I was just a post ago, about rage ...

I feel that I can do little more than cry and be angry when I read a story like this one (note:  you may need a Washington Post subscription to read it).  We don't seem to care at all about gun violence, a problem that can and should be addressed by better public policy at all levels of government, even when a child is accidentally shot (or, in this case, accidentally shoots themselves) thanks to the careless, utter stupidity of the gun's adult owner.

We worship guns in the same mindless way that we worship the flag and money.  We worship things because, fundamentally, we don't have enough self-respect to see these things as little more than inferior means to a hopefully better end.  We view ourselves not as a people capable of self-governance, but as a pack of animals who values being stronger than all the other animals, which is why we are drawn to worship tools of power than than wisely contemplate their use.  Power, not reason, is the "living" G-d of 21st century America.

It's bad enough that, when Hurricane Irma approached Florida, some lunatic took to the Internet and encouraged people to "shoot the storm" out of "stress and boredom," which ultimately created a social media craze encouraging people to do just that, as a way of repelling the invading storm.  No, I am not kidding; I wish with all my heart that I were, believe me.  But here it is.

Hurricane Irma, and the ones that have followed it (like Jose, Katia, and Maria, and, of course, Harvey before it), like gun violence, are topics that are important to me, but also topics about which I almost feel "written out."  The solutions seem so blindingly obvious.  And yet, so many of us go out of our way to blind ourselves to them.

Climate change, to paraphrase Carl Sagan on the subject of evolution, is not a theory, but a fact. You don't have to be in a coastal state to experience it.  Anywhere there are forests in North America, you can see it happening.  Take a look.  Take still another.  And, all the while, our focus on consumption is costing us our most basic resources, even sand.

I've reluctantly come to the conclusion that they only way to turn this around is to make the case for linking the environment to economic growth.  You can't have an economy without an environment, as I have said many times before.  It's just that simple.  The key for Democrats and other progressives to get everyone else on board with this line of thinking is to stress the possibilities (including job-related possibilities) of building sustainable, renewable economies.  Use rhetorical carrots, instead of sticks.

As for gun violence, I've run out of ideas for turning things around.  But I'm open to suggestions. Send me some, if you think of any.  It's too late for the Florida girl and her family.  Hopefully, it many not be too late for others.

The Real Danger We Face (Or, What I Learned From Mark Levin)

It's difficult to do so--in fact, at times, it's a little nauseating--but I'm a big believer in keeping tabs on what the right-wing is thinking and feeling, as well as doing, if for no other reason than my subscription to the old cliche that forwarned is forarmed.  Even so, once in a long while, doing so allows you to learn something that is actually useful.  And that happened to me this past week, as I was driving home from a document production project I'm currenly working on in Virginia.

On these drives, I set my radio for FM stations, and then set it to scan.  If I find something I want to listen to, be it music or politics, I'll stop the scan and do so for a while.  Usually, I'll stop it for music. But, as it turns out, "The Mark Levin Show" is on WMAL during the times I'm usually on the road, and, sometimes, I'll steel my stomach to stop and listen.  With Levin, if you have any sanity at all, steeling your stomach is a requirement for listening to his show.  He's a former low-level bureaucrat in the Reagan Adminstration who's managed to take that minor credential, combine it with the most irritating vocal intonation in the world, and become a low-level success on the right-wing screaming circuit.

But, as I said at the top, you can sometimes learn lessons even from people like Levin.  And this past week, I did so.  Or, rather, a lesson I had already learned to some extent was reinforced.

Levin had a caller, obviously a Trump man through and through, who was going off on North Korea and its recent provocative displays of military force (provocations that are working, by the way, because they are getting Donald Trump to say and do what Kim Jong-un wants him to say and do). The caller, being a Trump man, was all but parrotting Trump own "fire and fury" words about North Korea, arguing for a surgical use of military power that would take out all of the country's military installations without hurting any of its people.

When you listen to someone like this, especially if you've been in combat (I have not, but have known many people who have), you know right away that you are listing to someone who (a) has never been in combat, perhaps never in uniform, for that matter, and (b) processes all incoming information at the level of an action movie.  Wars are not surgical, not even in the operating rooms, a the TV series "M*A*S*H" taught us.  It is chaotic, dangerous, bloody, and utterlly unfair in every possible way.  Nevertheless, knowing what I knew about Levin's cartoon-version of the world, I expected him to largely agree with the caller.

Only he didn't.

Instead, he took great pains to talk the caller down from his rhetorical heights of fury.  He himself made the point that I just made about the unprecise nature of combat.  He even added a point that I did not expect to come from someone with a Reagan background:  the fact that the U.S. had previously fought a war in Korea against Communist forces, and came away, at great human and financial cost, with little more than a political tie, one that has persisted (also at great cost) for more than 60 years.  Beyond that, Levin made the argument for the use of non-military means, e.g., embargoes and diplomacy, in conjunction with the international community, as away of backing North Korea down from the nuclear brink toward which it was pushing the world.

I could scarcely believe what I was hearing.  Was he switching sides?  Had John Kerry, or Michael Moore, found a way of invading his brain?  What was going on?

And then, a few days later, I heard Levin heap praise on Trump's bellicose U.N. speech, a speech which could just have easily been given by the caller he had previously taken to task for his bellicosity.  Now I was really confused.

But then, I got it.

Levin liked the speech not because he agreed with Trump's approach to North Korea.  He liked it, purely and simply, because it was a finger in the eye of the U.N., an institution he despises (even though he might grudgingly admit a need for it) because it promotes progressive thinking and ideals, and therefore the interests of liberals.

Levin, like his fellow travellers in the vast right-wing conspiracy, hate liberals.  They hate liberals more than they love conservatives, or even conservatism itself.  They hate liberals even more than they hate liberalism itself; Levin's willingness to argue a liberal position to a conservative caller reflects all of this.  In fact, personal hatred of liberals is the only glue that now holds them together. And it is the only thing they like about Trump; he made liberal cry, and that' enough for them, even if he pushes the world to the brink of war in the process.

This reflects, in one sense, the ultimate collapsed of 1950s-style movement conservatism as a governing philosophy.  But it also reflects the extent to which the movement that supported it is now a movement completely corrupted by hatred.  And hatred, as I have said before, is not a philosophy, a policy or a program.  It's just hatred.  And it destroys everything it touches.

That's the real danger we face today.  So thanks, Mr. Levin, for helping to point it out.  And may you and your colleagues get over your hatred in the New Year, before it destroys us all.  Shannah Tovah .

Saturday, September 23, 2017

The Case For Self-Defense

Not very long ago, I wrote a post about antifa, the "anti-fascist" demi-organization that opposed the white nationalists in Charlottesville, and used its activities there to make the case for self-defense against the wave of racist violence that Donald Trump's Presidency has helped unleash across the country.  As I pointed out at the time, I am not an advocate of antifa.  Like most people, I know too little about it to make any kind of case for or against it.  I did note, and do note again, that they are not the ones creating the casualties in this country right now.  In the case of Charlottesville, it is at least theoretically possible that they may have saved some lives.  And that's the point I wish to focus on in making the case for self-defense once again.

Let's start by talking specifically about events in Charlottesville for a little bit.

The right-wing media have attempted to portray the white nationalists in the city on that day as people who were just upset at what they perceived to be the "political correctness" of removing public monuments to the Confederacy.  In this narrative, they were engaged in legitimate protest, and had no intention of offending the rights of others.

But nothing could be further from the truth.  They weren't there to protest.  They were there to intimidate anyone who wasn't white and male.  Especially Jews.  Take a look.

And what if this type of threat wasn't just limited to one day in Charlottesville?

What if Trump, facing serious legal trouble, and having already shown a willingness to use the Second Amendment as bait to stir up a well-armed crowd, calls upon the member of that crowd to act as his last line of defense when everyone else, even the Republican establishment, has turned against him?  Sound far-fetched?  Well, all I can tell you is that I'm not the first one to raise this concern.

I hate raising such a concern, just as much as I hate violence.  I'm tired of discussing it.  But I'm unbelievably tired of the need to discuss it because, seemingly, every day brings the name of another victim of right-wing anger that seems to find no other outlet.  Violence is now a predictable part of our political lives.  Our lives, period.  I for one can't be a pacifist in the face of that violence.  Not knowing that that pacifism will only be likely to lead to more violence.

And then I see a story like this one, and am forced to wonder:  who should I be more afraid of, the side that's armed, or the side that put itself at risk to help others?

I'm not afraid to defend myself.  And you shouldn't be, either.

When A Police Officer Comes Out Of The Closet

The one full of racial skeletons, that is.  Or, perhaps you missed hearing or reading about this.

It's hard to know which aspect of this is worse:  the fact that the officer in question will not be disciplined in any way for his unbelievably egregious behavior, or the fact that both he and his superior officer attempted to treat that behavior as an attempt to "de-escalate" the situation. Beyond the fact that there was no evidence in this case that the situation was one that required some degree of "de-escalation," there's a more blindingly obvious question:  in what universe do you use racial "humor" to calm things down?

One is forced to wonder how this would have been handled if a black officer had made some attempt at racial humor in stopping a white driver.  Or, for that matter, if the same officer had said something similarly offensive to a black motorist.  Of course, in that latter example, the officer would clearly have been more inclined to draw his gun rather than try to "de-escalate" the situation in any way at all.  For that matter, not only would he have been inclined to draw his gun, but to use it--even without any attempt of the part of the motorist to "escalate" the situation.

This is obviously an indictment of the Cobb County police.  But it's also an indictment of Cobb County, and who know how many other cities and counties throughout the country, as well as their local police departments.  Who really knows how prevalent the mindset of the offending officer is among the members of those departments?

Actually, there's a pretty easy way to answer that question.  Just ask any African-American, anywhere in the country.

You'll find out very quickly that any African-American has either, personally or through family or friends, experienced some degree of police harassment.  They have been made to feel guilty of the crime of being black in America, even though they are part of the only ethnic group in this country that is not here as a matter of choice.  The history of slave-owning and slave-hunting segued into the history of discriminatory policing without missing a beat--or a beating.

And the police, just as in the Cobb County case, are never truly held accountable.  They are always let off the hook, usually after a slap of the proverbial wrist.  Which leads to more distrust.  More unnecessary violence.  More victims.  And a cycle that never, ever seems to end.

The Cobb County officer at least did us a small favor.  He broke the blue wall of silence.  One can only hope and pray that it will ultimately do us all some good.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Sorry, But I Think Maybe We Should Panic About North Korea

Speaking of articles on Slate.com, there's this, which addresses my number one concern in the age of Trump; the real possibility that there might not be any more ages after Trump.

As suggested by its headline, the article starts out calmly enough, by detailng a compelling case for why classic nuclear deterrance therory would suggest that we do not have to worry about a nuclear war between North Korea and the United States.  Kim Jong-un, the North Korean dictator, is first and foremost a survivor, and he (as well as the people around him with influence) know perfectly well that North Korea's dozen-or-so nukes are absolutely no match whatsoever for the literally thousands of American nukes stationed all across the globe.  I have no problem accepting that case, as well as accepting the premise that much of what Kim has done recently with missle-testing is meant largely to set the interenational stage for other demands, primarily ones of an economic nature rather than a military one.

All well and good.  But then there's the other half of the nuclear equation here.  In other words, there's Trump.

To begin with, Trump possesses not only a staggering ignorance of how the world works, including the workings of international politicians, but, far worse, a staggering ignorance of his ignorance. That means he knows and cares nothing about theories of deterrance, or the state or Kim's mind, or the strategic needs of North Korea.  True, he has people around him who could tell him about those things, and who have no doubt tried to do so.  But, over and over again, Trump has shown no capacity to listtening to anything, other than to poll ratings and whatever interior dialogue that goes on in the disco that passes as his brain.

And that's where it gets even worse.  Trump is drive solely by an overwhelming need for short-term popularity, regardless of the reason or the related results.  If polls show that he would become the most popular President in history by nuking North Korea, he would want the nuclear codes on his desk, stat.  And in the ensuing worldwide nuclear frenzy that would follow, it just might be the last decision he or any President ever made.

This is why Donald Trump needs to be removed from the Oval Office without delay.  Not because he is a Republican.  Not because he got only 46% of the popular vote.  Not even primarily because (as I have written elsewhere) because of the likelihood that Putin is pulling his strings.  But because, ultimately, Donald Trump answers to no one but Donald Trump.  And he has, at his command, the most powerful weapons of mass destruction in human history.

Is There A Tomorrow For Tomorrowland?

If you haven't been to Disneyland, I suspect it may only be because you live in the Eastern half of the nation, and opted instead to go to Disney World instead, especially so that you could also explore all of the other theme parks in and around Orlando, which (amazingly) has more hotel rooms than New York City.  I did go to Disneyland, a very long time ago, during a year when my family lived in California while my father taught at Berkeley.  This was in the summer of 1971, not long before we returned to Baltimore.  I had a good time, but remember that, even then, the park had a somewhat dated, slightly shabby look to it.  At that point, it probably hadn't had a serious renovation, having just opened in the 1950s.

So it's with a sense of disappointment and dismay that I read this article on Slate.com about the current state of Tomorrowland, which was meant to be Walt Disney's vehicle for telling the story of America's unlimited, upbeat future, made better in every way by our ever-advancing technology. Most of the article deals with the inherit problems involved in forecasting the future; one who does so is perpetually chasing a moving target, one whose movements are themselves defined to some degree by the predictions themselves.  As a popular example, thing of the flip-top "communicators" from the original "Star Trek" TV series, compared to the early flip-top cell phones.

The article ends, however, on a much more cynical note.  It seems to suggest that we are already drowning in more tech than we can possibly handle, and that the fruits of all of this advancement are not exactly as beneficial as Walt, and the rest of us, once hoped they would be.  There may be some truth in that, but the antidote is not the end of technology, or human inventiveness for that matter.  It's to remind ourselves that technology is never an end unto itself.  It is a tool, first, last and always.  It is, and never should be anything but, a means to fully realize the best parts of our potential, and not the darkest of our internal demons.

So does Tomorrowland have a future?  For that matter, does forecasting the future have a future? Maybe it does.  Maybe the problem is that, in the past (for that matter, in the original Tomorrowland), the focus was on the technology itself, and less on its impact both on individuals as well as the larger would around them.  Maybe the solution is to try to come up with a vision of the future that addresses those issues head-on, and shows how many of them can be resolved in various ways.  The Slate article itself suggests something similar, such as how a "green" city living on renewable resources might work.

It's difficult to imagine how Disney's corporate heirs could come up with a way to mix social/cultural anxieties with a theme-park attraction, and then market it to middle Americans looking for a few days of fun.  On the other hand, it would certainly be a challenge worthy of Walt himself, and his vision of an attraction that, like the future, would be ever-changing.  So, how about it, Imagineers?

Israel Needs A Shimon Perez Now More Than Ever

I miss Shimon Perez.  And I miss even more the Israel he helped to found, and so nobly represented for decades.

Perez, and his vision for Israel both as a Jewish homeland and as a member of the family of nations, are described in detail both in his recently--and posthumously--published autobiography, "No Room for Small Dreams, as well as in this recent New York Post article by Perez's son, Chemi, an Israeli venture capitalist.  Both the book and the article paint a portrait of a man who was always guided not by what he thought was possible, but by what he thought was right.  A man who was willing to think outside of the highly cliched "box" in order to make what was right possible, and ultimately even real.  Above all, a man who would have been more than willing to never enter public service--but who, once he did, always served the public, and not himself.

In a handful of words, he was not Benjamin Netanyahu, the current prime minster of Israel.

Netanyahu's Israel is not the multicultural, democratic miracle in the Holy Land that the founders of modern Israel sought to make it in 1948, and for decades after that.  It has become a kleptocratic nightmare in which the proverbial 1% control not only Israel's ecomony but Israel's government, and in which favors are traded like baseball cards.  Even worse, under Netanyahu, Israel has become a human rights pariah.  Not only has it "solved" the Palestinian issue by effectively jailing Palestinians behind a wall, but it has now decided that Reform and Conservative Jews are not Jews with the full rights of Jews.

Netanyahu's corruption is so blatant and so deep that he and his government are now being investigated by a grand jury.  In spite of this, he and his government still enjoy unquestioned support from our government.  Perhaps, considering who is currently leading our government, that should not be considered a surprise.  Rather, it is the complement one kleptocrat pays to another. But given Trump's own rampant, naked bigotry, it is a compliment Israelis--and Jews everywhere, for that matter, should reject without hesitation.  In fact, support among American Jews for the Israeli status quo has declined precipitously in the Netanyahu years.

Israel is no longer the vision of David Ben-Gurion, or Golda Meir, or even conservative Israeli leaders like Menachem Begin and Ariel Sharon.  It is a corruption of that vision that is in critical danger of dying altogether.  The neshamas (souls) of these and other Israeli founders, including Perez, must surelly be shedding tears.  Where is there a modern-day Perez to deliver their dream from the fate that now threatens it?

All we can do is pray.  And I do.

Eccentricity Is No Longer An American Virtue

This article in the New York Times made me reflect on the vanishing role of eccentrics in our culture, which I take seriously, as someone who has been considered eccentric at times and as someone who tends to prefer the company of eccentrics.  I'm not writing here about people who are "different" in a way that is harmful; right now, we have that kind of eccentric in the Oval Office. Rather, I feel compelled to comment on people who are "different" in ways that benefit all of us, or at least in ways that don't harm anyone.

Eccentrics used to be a defining aspect not just of American society, but the American character as well.  When we talk about entrepreneurship in our history, we are not talking about people who in any way resemble today's slothful seekers of easy, debt-fueled deals.  People like Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Edison, and George Washington Carver were more interested in solving problems than in making money, and they understood the role that knowledge played in solving problems.  They would all have been considered eccentrics by their contemporaries.  But they were mainly "different" simply because they looked at ordinary aspects of life in a way that was "different" from they way everyone else looked at them.  And, because they did so, all of us benefited in unexpected ways that are still relevant today.

Eccentricity is not just a defining feature of the sciences; it also plays a major role in the arts, going all the way back to Mark Twain and even before him.  Eccentricity has been a defining feature of our motion picture and television industry, going all the way back to the silents when, to borrow a phrase, "they had faces"--the actors, that is.  Eccentricity has been a defining feature in the production end of show business.  Think of Gene Roddenberry, whose idea for a high-concept science-fiction television series landed with a thud on NBC-TV at first, but is now a defining part of American culture more than fifty years later.  And then, there are those rare, amazing individuals like Hedy Lamarr, whose achievements were in both the arts and sciences.

My point?  We no longer value eccentricity.  We no longer even tolerate it.  I think that this goes a long way toward explaning the increasingly bipolar nature of our political system, and the increasingly sclerotic nature of our culture, with its emphasis on "tried-and-true" material. Perversely, I think this is why New York is more of a tourist attraction now than it was when Hal Willner first came to New York.  I also think that this is why I like the post-Giuliani New York less than the New York I first saw as a student.  It was grimy and dangerous.  But it was also a city in which you didn't need a six-to-seven figure bank account to find a place and flourish.

I miss Hal Willner's New York.  For that matter, I miss Hal Willner's America.  I think all of us do, more than we realize.  I hope it's not too late to find a way to reclaim it.

The Opportunity Society?

Several weeks ago, the New York Times held a contest in which they solicited submissions from its readers for a new Democratic Party slogan.  This was in the wake of recent attempts by Democrats to emerge from the debacle of last year's election and re-frame their image and ability to appeal to voters ahead of next year's midterms.  Those attempts, which included at least one notable backfire, ultimately resulted in "A Better Deal," doubtlessly attempting to mimic slogans of earlier eras (New Deal, Square Deal, Fair Deal, etc.).

The results of the Times contest can be found here.  I made a submission, but the Times chose not to print it.  Accordingly, I feel free to reclaim it and offer it in this space.

My choice?  "The Opportunity Society."  This, too, builds rhetorically on an earlier moment of Democratic triumph (The Great Society), but it also re-tools it for today's political era.  It also avoids the deficiencies of "A Better Deal," by refusing to use the Republicans as a reference point for what the Democrats have to offer. Finally, it has the advantage of taking a perfectly respectable word--opportunity--that has been hijacked by hucksters and hooligans, and reclaiming it in a way that should give hope to everyone who hears or sees it.

What do I mean by the Opportunity Society?  Basically, three things.

First, a true Opportunity Society requires an economy that is focused not on the means and methods of bygone eras, but is focused instead on the challenges and opportunities that face us.  The catastrophe brought to the Gulf Coast by Hurricane Harvey should, if nothing else, help us to focus on the nature of those challenges, if not the opportunities to which they can be linked.

As even the business and political leaders in Texas, and Houston in particular, are slowing beginning to realize, we cannot simply "grow" our way out of problems by outsourcing every public need to an increasingly unfettered private sector.  The private sector's first obligation is not to the public, but to itself, sometimes at the public expense.  Whether in Texas or elsewhere in the U.S., we have all walked a long way down the road of privatization, and found a dead end, one defined by the twin dilemmas of climate change and the reduction of traditional resources (i.e., oil for energy).  In the case of Texas, this Times article outlines what "blue skies" for Texas businesses have led to, while suggesting at the same time that the resulting problems can be corrected.

How?  By redirecting public support of the private sector to build a sustainable, green economy, one that develops renewable resources and energy sources, and lives in harmony with the limits of the planet.  I've said this before, and am happy to say it again:  one can have an environment without an economy (just ask anyone stranded on a desert island), but one cannot have an economy without an environment.  The human race has so completely dominated Earth that it needs to spend less effort exploiting the planet, and more effort taking care of it, so that it can help continue to take care of us. Some specifics of what this redirection of public energy would look like is described here.

Second, a true Opportunity Society requires an economy that transcends the traditional employer-employee relationship, with its echos of the master-and-servant relationships of less enlightened eras. In the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, unions were the primary vehicle for balancing the economic interests of workers and investors.  Today, unions have almost no real clout, after 40 years of largely Republican economic policy.  There's an argument to be made for strengthening the rights of workers to organize (an argument that I'll save for another day), but toward what goal?

Ultimately, the wall between the working and investing classes should be broken down as much as possible, to ensure better management of enterprises as well as a more equitable sharing of economic gains.  Toward this end, public policy should be re-directed toward encouraging the formation of employee-owned businesses, perhaps by making it easier and more profitable for investors to sell their businesses to their employees rather than to outside investors.

Finally, a true Opportunity Society would address the needs of those who are not yet even members of the working class, by giving them the means to work toward joining it.  What I am proposing is what is now being tested in nations around the world, and what has even been endorsed by some conservatives here in this country:  a guaranteed income, one that would be means-tested so as to be cut off just below the level of a living wage.

Unlike our current in-kind systems of social insurance, such as food stamps and public housing, this would give individuals the flexibility to use benefits in way more appropriate to their individual needs.  Part of the income, for example, could be used for job-training, or the completion of a college degree.  A guaranteed income would also benefit the entire nation, by ensuring a minimum level of consumption, and thus be far more effective in keeping the economy on track than tax cuts squirreled away in tax shelters.

So, there it is.  The Opportunity Society.  Any takers, Democrats?  Or anyone else?  Frankly, I don't care who takes this and runs with it.  As long as someone tries.

UPDATE, 9/17/17:  Take a look.

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Houston, Filled With Water, Mixed With Tragedy And Irony

Once again, as was the case 12 years ago, the Gulf Coast of the United States and its residents have had their lives disrupted and, in some cases, destroyed, by a storm of the size and fury that once would have been unexpected and even unnatural.  Once again, media stories of tragedy are mixed with media stories of personal heroism, with precious little insight into why the unexpected and unnatural is now a frequent occurrence.  One again, a President ensnared by problems largely of his own making rushes to the scene, and finds ways to make a bad situation worse with his comments. (I mean, really, even Bush knew enough to meet with people and hug them.)

I'm not saying the media shouldn't focus on the human angle in covering Hurricane Harvey.  It's essential to know when people are suffering, and to do what we can to help them.  It's also essential to appreciate and to be inspired by the heroes; they deserve the respect, and they inspire others to do more of the same.

But, before I can be accused of politicizing a tragedy, let's be clear that we're talking about a well that has already been poisoned, in particular by Donald Trump's pardoning of an unforgivable racists, former Arizona Sheriff Joe Arpaio without any of the customary Justice Department input that normally precedes a decision to issue a Presidential pardon.  Trump used the media coverage of the Harvey tragedy to slip Arpaio's pardon under the radar, bragged about doing so when asked, and brought condemnation on himself in the process from both Democrats and Republicans.

And beyond that, real compassion and wisdom requires us to do what we can to avoid the creation of future victims, as well as the need for good people to take the risks involved in being heroes.

So, what are the politics here?  There's a lot of politics here.  All of it laced with irony.

Let's start with the old cliche that a picture is worth a thousand words.  Here are pictures of the devastation brought about by Harvey, which have already generated millions of words.

Looks like a disaster movie, doesn't it?  Frankly, it looks even more like an Al Gore movie to me. You remember Gore; the man actually elected President in 2000 until the Supreme Court said otherwise? The man who peddles the "hoax" of climate change?  Look at either of his movies on the subject, and tell me that those Harvey photos don't fit right in to them.

It's been difficult for me to suppress my I-told-you-so instinct when it comes to looking at the news footage that's come out of East Texas in the past few weeks.  I do so out of a regard for thousands of innocent victims who don't deserve this regardless of their politics.  But I'm willing to unleash that instinct full-force on the politicans that Texans and red state voters everywhere (especially in Gulf states).  Nowhere are they worse than they are in Texas, especially when it comes to governors. From Bush through Perry and Abbott, the Lone Star State has been led by "leaders" who have lined their pockets at the expense of their public responsibilities, especially when it comes to the impact of business on the environment.

Consider, for example, the stories in the early phase of the Harvey disaster about chemical smells in the air over Houston.  The smells, of course, came from largely unregulated chemical plants, one of which burst in flames not long after the chemical smells fouled the air.  Not surprisingly, we subsequently learned that the plant's corporate owners had successfully lobbied Trump's appointees to delay the implementation of safety rules.  And, even as the flood waters begin to recede, the environmental news gets even worse; the EPA is reporting that as many as 13 Superfund sites may have been damaged by Harvey.  Superfund sites are among the most chemically contaminated sites in the nation; the fact that there are as many as 41 of these sites in the hurricane's path tells you something about the relationship between business and government, at the expense of everyone else.

And the tragedies/ironies don't stop there.  Consider the immigration issue.  Thousands of construction workers will be needed to repair all of the Harvey-related damage.  Thousands of construction workers that we do not have, thanks to restrictionist immigration policies supported and pushed by Republicans in general, and Trump in particular.  The racism behind these policies is made all the more patently obvious by the fact that Trump is refusing to accept aid offered by the Mexican government--a decision, one supposes, that goes hand-in-hand with Trump's planned wall between the two countries.  One would think that a hurricane like Harvey would illustrate the foolishness of the wall project; the next 100-to-500-year storm would easily breach any wall we build.

Consider, also, the immigration issue as it relates not only to race but also to religion.  Houston's largest evangelical megachurch initially closed its doors to displaced victims of Harvey, and only opened them when social media shamed them into doing it.  Not so the case with Houston's mosques and synagogues.  Something to think about, the next time someone from an evangelical church or organization claims to have a monopoly on ultimate truth.  Or the next time you hear that claim from the political puppet of evangelicals, the Republican Party.

Finally, consider the Republican Party itself, the party of as-little-government-as-possible.  Well, there are now a whole lot of Republicans, and people who voted for them in good faith, who will need a whole lot of government to get back on their feet.  And, I'm happy to help them.  But I would be happier still if we could finally have an acknowledgement that, for a nation as big and as complicated and as important as ours, tiny government is not only unrealistic, it is downright dangerous.  Government spending, and (per Oliver Wendell Holmes) the taxes that support it, are the price we pay for civilization.  Harvey shows that they are also, sometimes, the price we pay for survival--and renewal.

There are faint signs already to support the view that there is an emerging new definition of a liberal:  a conservative who has been mugged by global warming.  Maybe there will be more. Maybe, this time, after Katrina and Sandy and now Harvey, the tragedy and irony are finally overwhelming enough that people will be willing to listen.