French Freedom Revolution

There was a time when I would have been totally down with a full-scale, French-type revolution. There was also a time, not so very long ago, when I was very schadenfreudiciously happy to see the economy tanking. I’m poor. Hell, I’m damned near destitute right now, but at least in my case it’s - hopefully - temporary. I don't have any retirement funds to lose. I don't own a single stock. The extent of my banking is a checking and savings account, the entire balance of both under $50.00 at the moment. I have one maxed out credit card. What do I have to lose? But rather quickly I realized that many good people had been and were going to be hurt by the financial meltdown. At first, the pleasure of watching Citi, for example, go down the tubes was most gratifying; but then I thought of the actual human beings I’d worked with who were being laid off. I thought of all the people who’d received terrible mortgages from Citi who were losing their homes. It made me ashamed.

Now shit like this from Larry Kudlow, Asshole Capitalist Porker Extraordinaire, makes me yearn for bloody revolution, for the people’s justice, for a new Ernesto Guevara de la Serna to rise up and depose those monsters of selfishness. And yet, I’m pretty sure that if that were to happen, there’d be a lot of horrific collateral damage. I also think things would have to get way, WAY worse for the violence and damage of overthrow to be truly justified, not to mention the un-plumbed depths of just how much worse things would have to become in order to stir the American people out of their couch-bound apathy. I have no wish to see people fleeing burning cities on foot with a few tattered belongings strapped to their backs. I don’t want my son starting out on his life-path with no real hope for a decent future.

I do think that we’re going to have to rethink what a decent future entails. The way of life we’ve been maintaining at the expense of the rest of the planet was unsustainable, in more ways than one. I think that this is mostly a good thing. It's not going to be easy, though. I'm willing to give the Obama administration a chance to straighten things out. If the other guy had been elected, I might be singing a different tune about what we need to do in order to clean house. But Obama seems to have some ideas; I'm willing to bet he knows more about how to fix things than I do.

One thing I really think they ought to do - also something they'll never do because it isn't politically expedient - is pump a LOT of money into welfare. Return to the days of decent monthly cash grants and stop forcing parents to work before the kids are in school full time. Every dime of that money, every last red cent, will go for goods and services, much of it local.

And while I'm dreaming, maybe we should nationalize Mall-Wart. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ..............

Extended Hands & Unclenched Fists

What a day it's been. I had a couple of pieces of personal good news, the sun came out and shed its benificence on the proceedings, and then there was the inauguration. It just doesn't get much better than this. It feels as though a long, dark slog through a boggy wood has ended, and I've come out into a bright, sunny meadow where deer frolic and bunnies play.

I've been trying not to get my hopes up for so long that it feels like the safe way to live. I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm going to let myself off the leash and live a little. Sure, there will be disappointments down the road, but what the hell ya gonna do? Let the sun shine down.

And how about this? Like liquid gold:

The Last Time

Well, tonight marks the end of an era. The very last of Letterman's Great Moments in Presidential Speeches. I'm getting a tear in me eye. Nope, we won't have Dubya to kick around anymore.

Wild World

TPT, or Fighting the Stereotype

Via commenter "Orange Mike" Lowrey at Sadly,No:

January 15, 2009 at 17:29 Seriously, I want to protest the class-biased cheapshot about trailer parks. Not all of us out here are yuppies in condos; for some of us, trailer parks are the only affordable housing.
Bigoted nonsense like that is one reason some working-class Americans don’t vote for Democrats: because somehow some of us lost track of the idea that poor whites aren’t all ignorant crackers, and decided that taking potshots at rednecks wasn’t prejudiced the way Republicans are when they take cheap shots at, well, the entire human race

I couldn't agree more, and this is more than a little pet peeve of mine. We joke a lot about the Rethugs calling liberals "elitists," and it's true that it's a bit more than ridiculous when they start calling Obama an "elitist" while giving gazillionaire John McCain a pass. Of course, this is because they think that all red-blooded Amurkans are uneducated ignoramuses and that Obama's status as Harvard Law graduate and editor of the Law Review fully qualifies him for elitist status, but that is a subject for another day.

No, today I am talking about the frequent prejudiced references to people, traditionally the people who benefit most from liberal social policies, as rednecks and mouthbreathers and pigfarmers, and the places that these folk come from as hillbilly country and flyover land. This does not endear us to these people, the very people we should be attempting to reach not only for the benefit of the Democratic Party but for the benefit of the workers! This is why the Republican frothing about "elitists" can be very effective, because there is truth in it.

The Republicans have exploited gaffes made by Democrats with some success. Who can forget the anger over John Kerry's "stuck in Iraq" comment? The unfortunate thing is that there is truth in Kerry's statement - when you have no hope for the future, a stint in the armed forces might look like a step up from poverty, even in a time of war. Same thing applies to the "bitter god guns" comment. True, true, true, but come on! Is insulting people really the best way to win them over?

I hear people who should know better claim we don't really need to win them back, these disaffected union Democrats, the poor southern Whites whose lives were bettered immeasurably by Johnson's Great Society, the small farmers who were never ours but should have been, if only they'd been reached in the right way. No, just let them go, let them vote Republican, these wise upper middle class liberals say, just jettison these ignorant, superstitious, religious fools.

I grew up with these folks, although my family was never of them, precisely. We were well-read people and politically aware, although no one in our immediate family went to college and no one worked at a desk job until the most recent generation. We came from Irish ancestors who were Catholic in Northern Ireland but were utterly secular in the United States. My grandparents were leftists and if Roosevelt hadn't come along might have been violently so. They suffered during the Depression, trying to farm some hilly, shitty land south of Ottumwa, Iowa. Then my grandfather got a government job and became, as so many Irish in America did, a good Democratic Irish American Civil Servant.

My grandfather and my mother argued a lot during the sixties. My grandfather did not like the radical Blacks and the "hippies" and my mother wholeheartedly did. However, my gramps never considered leaving the left because he knew, and frequently said, that the Republicans had never done a thing for the working people. I remember how angry he used to get about farmers who voted Republican, shouting at the top of his voice, "The goddamned Republicans never did a thing for farmers!"

But many Democrats of my grandparents' and parents' generations did leave the party. They left it for all kinds of reasons, but largely because they felt that they were marginalized and squeezed out, left behind, in fact. Indeed, one the worst of the evil things that the Republicans have done and had the greatest success with was breeding hatred of labor unions. Democrats began to disassociate themselves from labor because of negative public opinion, a really stupid move and one that paved the way for Reagan's union busting success.

(As an aside, the unions are not entirely blameless in this, particularly with the less-than-welcoming attitude exhibited in the past towards female and minority workers, but the welfare of organized labor is so crucial to the success of left policy that it should never have been marginalized. The focus should have been on fixing the problems with the unions - particularly the hierarchy - not on scrapping the goddamned concept, a prime example of throwing the baby out with the bathwater.)

Well, we all have our prejudices, and they are hard to leave behind. Many Democrats, particularly those of us from the working class, have had to overcome cultural bias against gays and Blacks and atheists, although I was happily spared this thanks to my mother. But when certain well-educated, financially secure Democrats put down working class people and the poor, they are acting on prejudices, no different than any other prejudices. I've long tried to fight these stereotypes; for example, I used to try to correct wrong-headed perceptions of Iowa. Sometimes I still engage. The vast majority of the good people on the liberal blogs I frequent get it, and know that the stereotypes are simply that, but there are more people than you'd like to think who simply refuse to believe that their dearly held prejudices might be, well, wrong. (I've seen the same phenomenon among supposedly enlightened liberal Southerners who hate Catholics and believe the worst about them, in the face of all evidence to the contrary. To them, there are no Catholics but Bill Donahue Catholics, and the liberal-birth-control-using-evolution-understanding-science-respecting-Andrew Greeley-Phil Donahue Catholics don't exist at all! You'll never convince them otherwise, either. As far as they are concerned, all priests are child molesters, and that's that. I've given up on arguing that, too.)

I'm guilty of stereotypes as well. I'll admit to having to fight my suppositions about Southerners and folks from Utah, Nevada, Montana, and eastern Washington as a bunch of militia-joining neo-Nazis, and nevermind the prejudices I have against Texas. (As an example, my only interest in organized sports is to always hope with all my heart for the defeat of Texas A & M and the Dallas Cowboys.) I do know that my stereotypes are wrong, that those perceived "typical" residents of those states are no more universally true than are the stereotypes of residents of my much maligned state. I fight these suppositions, and I think I've become mostly successful at bringing myself up short when I find myself strolling along those same tired paths. It's important, I believe, to do so.

We've got to stop this divisiveness and cut off this snobbery. We've got to do better at making poor and working class White people see that the policies of the left are of benefit to them, that they don't have to view Latinos or Blacks as the competition for America's scraps. Until we can get all the poor and working class to see that there is power in unity and that the right wing seeks to create division for its own ends, we will never have an egalitarian society. We will never succeed at this if working class people see us* as a bunch of snobs who sneer at them and their concerns, not only because they are encouraged to do so by the right wing but because we help reinforce that view by snidely referring to the Midwest and the South as big ol' blocks o' morons.

*I include myself in the "us" category only because of my very leftist politics, my love of learning and my atheism. I consider myself an anarcho-syndicalist by inclination, a socialist for practical purposes, and am a member of the Democratic party only because I am also a pragmatist. I am, however, a member of the working class in all respects: I've never made more than $34,000 a year, dropped out of high school, got a GED, am on my second run at an associate's degree at the tender age of 47, am a single parent, and, friends and neighbors, I have actually lived in an honest to god trailer park.

Tuesday Night Music Video

Wedding Dress

Casting About

Hokay. I was going to try my hand at skewering wingnuts, but my first stop in Nuttyblog Land was Debbie Schlussel's Big Blog o'Hate, and excepting the hilarious music video postings of Limp Bizkit and Tommy Lee - and her expectation that we will swallow the idea that she "works out" to these videos - the whole thing was simply depressing, just more of the Israel-can-do-no-wrong apologetics. I can't take much more discussion of the war in Gaza right now, especially from the "glass all the brown people" perspective. Israel's response to the Palestinian's pathetic bombing attempts is disproportionate, in the truest sense of the word. It is inhumane. It is horrendous. For anyone to try to justify it is simply sick.

As I couldn't get any snark out of Little Debbie Snack Cake's spewings, I turned to "Dr." Mike Adams. While his Townhall column was truly ridiculous, it lacked any new insanity. Just the usual crap about how if gay marriage is allowed, next people will want to marry their cocker spaniels and cockatoos. (Note clever inclusion of the word cock. Eat your heart out, Dr. Adams!)

I will abort the mission for now. (Please note clever inclusion of "abort".) Perhaps later when I have more time I shall undertake another swipe at some lucky wingnut.

Daily Conniption

Well, I've long been planning to start up a blog. All those acquainted with me know that each day brings a new occasion to throw a conniption fit - or, as my dear departed Gram used to say, a shit-conniption cat fit. Maybe it will be good therapy, lower the blood pressure and all that. Possibly it will only serve to expand the number of people I piss off on a given day. Probably the conniption postings will be somewhat less than daily. Once upon a time I had a live journal that I mostly ignored, unless I was at work and bored. We shall see.