War

PRE-NOTE:  Take a moment: There are three comments to the Tariff post, here.  Yesterday I did a brief post on three items, here.  Last week, Fred sent along a forward from a friend about Ukraine and Russia weapons.  The friends comment to Fred and by extension to us: “long, worth reading, worrisome“.

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This week is the 80th commemoration of Hiroshima and Nagasaki August 6 and 9.

Longtime great friend, Peter,  from New Hampshire, weighed in after the recent post about Hiroshima and Nagasaki.  (That post, with details of scheduled events is here.  That post is largely about Twin Cities events, but check out what might be said or happening in your own local area.)

My local PBS station has at least three related programs: Tuesday Aug 5 8p.m. Channel 2 American Experience “Victory in the Pacific”; 11 p.m.; repeated Thursday Channel 17.  11 p.m August 5 Channel 2,  “Atomic Echoes: Untold Stories from WWII”.  I was five years old when WWII ended, and of course all of my life mentors were directly a part of the history of this country from the Great Depression to Pearl Harbor, thru WWII and Korea and the ensuing Cold War.  Uncle George Busch was Lieutenant on a destroyer in the Pacific 1943 through the end of the war; his neighbor and first cousin from the next farm over, Marine Captain August Berning, was in the midst of the action on Okinawa, and other island conflicts. (See letter from August to George Aug 10 1945 here.)

I’m a Vet and my preference is peace, but I also recognize that this is a terribly difficult question, and with each generation becoming more complicated, such as weapons of war.  My first post on Drones was at this space on May 12, 2009, 16 years ago.  You can read it here.  As with anything I write, it is my personal opinion at a particular point in time.  I did something on the topic of drones, my word search indicates, 20 other times since.

Peter’s comment speaks for itself, and it follows:

Dear old friend,
Happy to see your notes about the Hiroshima/Nagasaki observances. However, what it brings to mind is not so happy, except that there is a groundswell of resistance now…
The VFP (Veterans for Peace) convention last weekend in Las Vegas included several Hibakusha (Hiroshima/Nagasaki survivors), who spoke at a symposium following the main event. There are many activists in Japan uncovering long-suppressed information, including a recent video on the illegal, secret storage and training program with nuclear weapons at hundreds of Japanese bases designed decades ago, for a war on China. PFAS forever chemicals are deeply interrelated because of the massive leaks from every US military base on Earth. The stuff is used in fire fighting foam, and ends up in the water supply, as it did this year in Maine a mile from my brother’s home. Don’t eat any Maine seafood.

VFP is also supporting the Gaza flotilla, which includes Ann Wright, and Greta Thunberg among other wonderful leaders.

My Vets for Peace working group has been very active on this, as our focus is uranium weapons (here)  and the terrible suppression of the real jeopardy we’re in.

The radiation risk model created just after the first atomic bombings (the actual first was on American soil, and we’re still suffering from it) is flawed. The short version is: dose per unit mass is like standing by a fire to warm yourself, versus eating a hot coal: the dose per unit mass is the same! And now the nuclear industry is ramping up a 2 trillion dollar “modernization” program that will dump yet more poison on the already deadly sites from the Manhattan Project, and raising the level of exposure considered “safe.”
No exposure to radiation is safe.
Did you know there are 500 unmitigated uranium mines on indigenous lands? Had you heard of the Church Rock Spill, where a tailings dam broke, and washed an entire watershed with hundreds of tons of highly radioactive sludge? The tribes there have held a vigil for 46 years without any response from government. This goes on and on…
The ionizing radiation from “depleted” uranium has been causing horrendous birth anomalies since Kosovo and Fallujah and many other war zones. It is almost certainly contaminating Lebanon and Gaza as well, and definitely Ukraine. Here’s the truth our government refuses to make public, despite “Gulf War Syndrome” and so many terribly injured vets, coming home to cancers and tragically impaired childbirths: Although DU is an alpha emitter, it also decays within six months of processing, producing thorium and protactinium beta and gamma emitters. Together it becomes over 60% as radioactive as the original uranium. Yet officially it is declared safe!

 

Peter’s Dad protesting the Vietnam War, Philadelphia area

Melvin, Garrison, Dayton

A while back I wrote about the unexpected death of my friend Melvin Giles.  The post is here.  I went to the celebration of Melvin’s life on Saturday.  Several hundred people were in attendance and it was a joyful gathering.  Melvin was a wonderful addition to any community of which he was part. Judging by his audience, his witness will continue.  The proceedings were filmed, and if/when they are on-line I’ll pass on notice.

At Melvin’s celebration of life August 2, 2025, Como Park HS St. Paul.

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Also I gave notice about a new book about the genealogy and history of over 100 French-Canadian residents of the Minneapolis suburban community of Dayton, on the Mississippi River.  That post is here.

Earlier Saturday I picked up the 475 page volume.  Anyone with any interest in French-Canadians in the midwest, especially, of course, the descendants of the 100+ families presented in the book, will find this volume not only interesting, but a wealth of information helping to spur further research.  Information about receiving a copy is in the link of the preceding post.  I would guess there are several hundred photos from the originating families and other sources.  Take a look.

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Finally, Saturday night was the celebration of the 83rd birthday of Garrison Keillor.  (His actual 83rd birthday is August 7).

The Fitzgerald Theatre was basically sold out, and the program was excellent.  My photo (below) doesn’t pass muster, but the two apparitions are Garrison and Heather Masse, backed by pianist Rich Dworsky and three other musicians.  The audience was mostly old-timers, long time fans.  If you miss Garrison, check out his substack.com presence.  I subscribe.  I’m glad I do.  BONUS: In April, 1979,  I took a photo of Garrison crossing a street at St. John’s University at the then-Swayed Pines Festival.  He started his career with PHC about 1975 on then KSJN-Radio which had been founded about that time at St. Johns U.  That was 50 years ago.

Put the words Garrison Keillor in the search feature of this blog, and you will find many references, if you wish.  I have been a fan for years.

A quick internet search yielded this writing by Garrison in 2010. Garrison Keillor on his birthday 8 4 25 is Garrison’s review of the show on Aug. 2.  (It’s his post for August 4, 2025).

Garrison Keillor and group August 2, 2025

Garrison Keillor at St. John’s University Swayed Pines Festival April, 1979

Tariff Day

Sue forwarded Robert Reich’s latest column today.  I think you can access it here.  It is worth your time: “Be warned, the financial bubble will soon burst” is the title.  Also from Dr. Reich Friday, Trump destroys our source of information about jobs.

Of course, whatever one’s special interest is unique.  So some will say ignore Reich’s alarms.  I don’t.

Enjoy the remaining days of Summer (which for us informally end with Labor Day on Sept 1.).  But now is the time to be vigilant and cautious.

I remember so well September, 2008, when the bottom very nearly fell out of the U.S. economy.  It was a true emergency.  Reality intruded on fanciful thinking then, too.  That was 17 years ago, and it was a man-made catastrophe.  If you’re reading this, you remember….

I thought Covid-19 catastrophe would teach us a permanent lesson in 2020-21.  Not so.

Here we are.

The usual ‘rose-colored glasses’ predictions: like claiming that tariffs are not taxes, when on the contrary the least well-off are the unwitting targets, since tariffs trickle down to everyone who purchases anything..

Tariffs are taxes on consumers, period, and hurt worst the millions of folks who live paycheck to paycheck (and hurt least the billionaires who already have more money than they’ll ever need.).

The bad news will trickle down, and intentionally timed to hit home after the next election.

Watch your reality day-to-day, more so than rose-colored predictions.

The victims, always, the ones least in a position to defend themselves.

POSTNOTE August 2, 2025.

The Reign of King Donald I: 

It is impossible to stay ahead of the flood of indicators that show we are no longer a democracy.  You may be the only person who reads this.  Thank you.  What follows is not carefully fact-checked.  I go only by news I have seen on the traditional media (as opposed to social media which I avoid.)

In no particular order, and by no means an exhaustive list: Ghislein Maxwell (Jeffrey Epstein) is being transferred from a Florida prison to a Texas country club lockup, pretty obviously to take the spotlight off of sex trafficking and the King and his castle in Florida.  The gift of an imperial 747 from Qatar to the President is apparently being readied for a billion dollar renovation – a bow to stern redoing.  Plans are being announced for a massive imperial ballroom to become a new East Wing of the White House.  I doubt that the peasant class will be welcome if/when….   The Smithsonian has apparently decreased by one the four presidents who were listed as having been impeached in U.S. history.  You know which one is being taken off.  The firing of the chief of the Bureau of Labor Statistics has become big news.  On and on.

King Donald is 79 years old.  I am six years his senior, so the odds are he has a few years.  As elders know, the exit sign is closer and closer, and you have no idea how or when you’ll get the boot.

Behind King Donald are those in waiting.  My favorite photo from recent history was Donald’s victory swagger over Iran – the “obliteration” speech.  What makes it my favorite is who was behind him that day: my recollection, J.D. Vance, Marco Rubio and Pete Hegseth.  There was also a vacant place.  I think it was Tulsi Gabbard’s and I think the reason was that she had accidentally and not properly spewed the party line.  None of them inspire confidence.

The peasant class which is the overwhelming vast majority of us has to get over the tendency to feel powerless.  We have all the power, but only if we exercise it one action at a time constantly.

Monarch’s come and go.  Hitler died in his mid-50s, a little short of reaching his objective of a thousand year Reich.

COMMENTS

from Claude:  Thanks, Dick. I always use the term Tariff Tax (because it’s a flat tax that doesn’t affect rich people much, only the poor. I use this term because it irritates the people who play along with the cover story that it’s not a tax.

Covering up bad news will not make it go away. Same with climate, the planet doesn’t care what we think or if we think about it at all. It will try to balance the earth solar energy imbalance by moving it to cooler spots, and raising the temperature, for centuries if not millennia.


from Lois:

After reading your blog, I read about tariffs for most of a day…as it seems to be of more importance than most of the other areas you mentioned.

My conclusion is that Congress, under Democratic leadership of Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer, succeeded in passing an amendment to the Trade Act of 1934 thereby doing their job of oversight and now President Trump is doing his duty in reviewing the tariff rates for every country of the world to ensure we are treated fairly.  I think we were “asleep at the wheel” in the past 20 years regarding the growth of world economy changes and this is overdue action.

Both the Presidential Memorandum and the Wolff articles enlightened me.   I hope you will see value in them also.

NOTE from Dick: Lois also includes to April 2, 2025 Executive order, here, as well as an article without link about, “The 50th anniversary of the Trade Act of 1974 by Adam Wm. Wolf (Oct. 2024)”.

I appreciate any comments.  When I say something here, I go on record. Most certainly I am (and no one I know is) no export on world trade, so as with many things I try to rely on people with informed opinions, and knowledge of history. Tariff is a Tax, period, and it affects all sides to an agreement.  That is why tariffs result from negotiations which often take years to conclude, and require mutual agreement and understanding.  What matters here, I think, is the long term effect of snap decisions affecting not only our economy but the global economy of which we are only a part.  Best I can gather from experts on the other side is that we are courting long term disaster especially for those who are not ‘wealthy’ in any sense of the word.

There’s an old saying, “the proof of the pudding is in the eating”.  That will apply here, ultimately, as the average citizen comes to grip with the decisions that come with higher prices for goods because of tariffs passed down the line to the little folks.

more from Lois.  I gather that the basic source for her information is the Wikipedia article on 2008.  I wrote back after receiving the below : “PS: 2008 was the only time I’ve felt close to the edge of financial ruin, and it was in September when the Bush White House validated my concern.  I don’t have that much money – for sure, we’re middle class, but not big ticket in any way.  A specific move I made was with the 401-k, which I transferred into a much larger and conservative and stable financial products company.  The other holder was someone I knew nothing about and was small, and I worried about that specifically.  Most everything I did, I did in September and October that year.”

Lots of interesting info popped up on trade, so I am sharing…..Lois
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Hiroshima Nagasaki 2025

PRE-NOTE:  Below consists primarily of program notices in coming days for folks in the Minneapolis-St. Paul area.

For anyone, this mornings Weekly Sift including this, are very informative in my opinion.

Hiroshima-Nagaasaki may be of interest to anyone.  Just scroll through.  (Dates of the events described are listed).

Saturday I went to the new Superman film.  I thought it worth my time and cost.  I always look for “the moral of the story” in these kinds of films.  This is no exception, in my opinion.  Afterward, I read the interesting Wiki on George Reeves. the original Superman.  Checking my calendar, most likely I would have seen it on television in the late 50s.  There’s been changes in technology since then,  of course.

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HIROSHIMA-NAGASAKI et al: This year is the 80th anniversary of the A-Bomb and Hiroshima (August 6, 1945) and Nagasaki (August 9, 1945).  There are several observances in the next several days in the twin cities area, and below  are some links to  them, all dedicated to peace, some with a long history.  I encourage you to at least take a look, and take some time to participate in at least one of the events noted.

HiroshimaNagasaki_2025vs3: August 4,5,6,8,9

Minnesota Historial Society August 23.

https://mra.wildapricot.org: August 7

Melvin Giles Celebration of Life: August 2: at Como Park High School in St. Paul, will be an event remembering the life of St. Paul peace and justice advocate Melvin Giles.  I was honored to be Melvin’s friend,  Below is the descriptor of events for Saturday.

(See also, Larry Johnson events following Melvin.  Larry is also a long-time friend,)

Melvin Giles

Dear family & community,

We hope you are well. We are deeply grateful to everyone who reached out with love, prayers, kind words, and beautiful memories of our brother, uncle, and cousin Melvin Giles. We appreciate your condolences and love. He is deeply missed, but he lives on in our hearts, our gardens, and our commitments to peace.

As mutual lovers of life, peace, humanity, and Melvin Giles, we wish to extend an invitation to you all to come remember and celebrate the life of Melvin Giles. Melvin’s celebration of life will be held at Como Park High School in St. Paul on Saturday, August 2nd, 2025. The address and program are below.

Many of you have asked how you can support. We invite you to share stories, memories, photos, contribute funds, and/or any other gestures that feel meaningful to you. Please email memories, support statements, photos, and videos to eandreagiles85@gmail.com.

We will collect these and share them at the Celebration of Life and create a media publication to share with all. We will be contacting several of you who worked with Melvin closely to be part of the program in some way.

In lieu of flowers we ask that you donate to the Melvin Giles Community Legacy Fund. This will allow the memory and work of Melvin to continue to permeate our communities. Please use the link below make your contribution. If mailing contribution and/or other questions, please contact us at eandreagiles85@gmail.com.

In the spirit of Melvin, share a smile, laugh a lot, wear purple, blow bubbles, and grow peace and flowers! 💜☮️🫧

We look forward to seeing everyone soon. Peace.

-The Giles Family
Posted 7.17.25
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Celebration of Life of Melvin Giles

Como High School
740 Rose Ave W
St Paul, MN 55117

11:00 am – 12:00 pm
Doors open/Social moment with family, friends & community

12:00 pm – 2:00 pm
Celebration of Life (Auditorium)

2:00 pm – 4:00 pm
Food, Fun, & Continued Reflections (Cafeteria)
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Melvin Giles Community Legacy Fund

This fund is to support the celebration, memorial, and legacy work of Melvin Giles.

Donation Link
https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=X2NDE8ZKQY3Z6

The Imhotep Science Academy, a non-profit youth organization that Melvin worked with and developed several of his Illuminating Solar Powered Peace Poles, will aid in collecting funds.

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Larry Johnson July 31, August 9.  Larry is a great storyteller and devoted peacemaker.

Hello All My Friends:

I know the 79th birthday Parade June 14 was quite controversial.  Since there’s been no big stir about my turning 79 Parade on August 9, I’m going ahead with it.  We will leave at 9 a.m. from Rick’s Coffee Bar, 5402 – 43rd Avenue South, near the VA.  Rick’s is part of EVERY THIRD SATURDAY, a wonderful Veterans helping Veterans organization. I took coffee intravenously at birth in Swedish Hospital, so I’ll be at Rick’s early to drink coffee and use the restroom. If you think you are coming, let me know so we know to wait briefly for you.
From Rick’s the Parade will move meditatively on the sidewalk to the John H. Stevens House in Minnehaha Park.  Stevens came here in 1849 as a Veteran to get his own farm where downtown Minneapolis is now.  He and Helen organized the city of Minneapolis and started the State Fair to teach settlers how to grow their own food. When we get to the House, Tyler the Earthworm will sing 79 EARTHWORMS LED THE BIG PARADE to oppose cuts to education and child health care.  Tyler is the big purple puppet with a blue baseball cap who helped me start the patient TV channel at Children’s Hospital.  We also used to do SING ALONG WITH YOUR COMPOST PILE at the State Fair Eco-Experience.  Tyler is the symbol for the OGP (Old Gardening Party) and its mission TO KEEP THE WORLD SAFE FOR CHILDREN, GARDENING, AND STORYTELLING.

About 11 years ago I was one of 11 Veterans who made our own Armistice Bells with sculptor Gita Ghei on a State Arts Board grant.  A few of those bells will roll in the parade on a yard-size seed spreader.  This is maybe one thousandth the size of a tank (probably smaller than that) so I see no repair danger as with the June 14 Parade.  I will, however, carry a used C-PAP tank for our concern over Seniors losing health care.  The Stevens House has been vandalized several times the last couple years, so it is surrounded by wire fence as the Park Board deliberates its future.  There’s no particular place to sit so the very short program will include ringing the Bells as a warning to legislators who illegally send soldiers into harm’s way, then say THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE as they slash Veteran funding.  I will play the theme from MASH on a SWING RESP[IRATORY HOSE.  The lyrics say, “Suicide is painless”, but it’s not.  Especially when it is happening to far too many Veterans.  I will also tell a very short version of the story of seven thousand Minneapolis school children pulling the house in 1896 from downtown to the Falls for Historic preservation.

 David West says NO JUSTICE JUST US, my new music video is up on YouTube.  In 2005 Elaine and I did an AM950 radio show from the MARCH ON WASHINGTON because of the illegal invasion of Iraq.  David was our storyteller friend back here in the studio.  On July 31 at 1 p.m. I’m on Don Olson’s show on KFAI, 90.3 FM. Jim Lovestar, JoAnn Blatchley,Caren Stelson, and I will discuss an event that just happened at the Friends Meeting House, the August 6-8 Hiroshima/Nagasaki remembrances, and the August 7 PEACE AND LITERACY conference.

Reflecting on a Long Ago Summer.

A week ago I shared some visions of young progresssives and conservatives in the early 1960s.  The post is here.  In the note introducing the post I said [this is] an invitation to give some thought to our past, present and future as a nation and society, and your role in it.”

As I relate in the post, I was early adult at the time of the Sharon (conservative, 1960) and Port Huron (progressive, 1962) statements.

Today’s post is for a specific reason: 60 years ago today, July 24, 1965, at about 10 p.m., my wife Barbara died at University Hospital in Minneapolis.  She was 22 years old, and she was awaiting a kidney transplant.  I was 25, our son, then 1 1/2, was back in North Dakota with my parents.  I went to the Western Union office in downtown Minneapolis to send the message that Barbara had died.  Barbara’s body was sent home to Valley City by train.  In the morning, I drove to ND by myself, The funeral was in Valley City on July 29, 1965.  This was not the way her and my adult lives were supposed to begin.  By no means was our situation unique.  It was certainly unusual.

Barbara and I had married two years earlier.  We were young,.  Both of us were college graduates.  Barbara started teaching in September, but lasted only two months due to kidney disease, previously undiagnosed or manifesting in any way.  There was little normal, the rest of Barbara’s short life.

At the end of May, 1965, her final trip began when she collapsed at home in Elgin ND, where I was a teacher.  Within a week we were in Minneapolis, over 500 miles away.  The trip was by ambulance, automobile, and train.  There were no other options than kidney transplant for her survival.

In summer 1965 we were, in a very real sense, poor.  I had to leave my job, and move to a place I’d never been before, with no intention of ever being in Minneapolis.  Life was a pretty frightening survival experience. Here are my recollections, written in 1981 for our son, of that time in Summer 1965.

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I’ve been thinking about our experience 1963-65 in context with those vision statements referred to above, and the impact of 60 subsequent years of life experience.

My walk on the tough side of life happened at the very beginning of my adult years.  Like most newly minted college grads, I was something of an empty vessel, and in 1965 in a totally new environment where I didn’t know anyone, nor did I know anything about the new environment of life itself,  I think of that song lyric of John Lennon, “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”

Thinking back to especially those two months, I got an early and important introduction to two related aspects of humanity: community and partnership.

What I learned from early harsh experience was that the community that was the United States or any country for that matter, was a pretty incredible collection of people who care for each other especially in the most difficult times.  They are mostly anonymous, but when needed they appear.

To this day I could make a long list of people who were there for me in 1965 when chips were down.  I couldn’t tell you with precision how it is that many of them happened across our path and helped out in the sundry small and large ways that made the greatest difference.  Nothing about anyone would stand out.  Each came through in their own ways.

Because of 1965 and other life experiences, it is no accident that I constantly look for ‘community’ in my daily life.  “Community” is not perfect,  but it seems always to be there when it is needed.  Community is all of us.  It is too easy to lose sight of that reality in the current incessant barrage of negativity, but we are a good people, and we should never forget that fact, even in the more difficult times.

Also having an impact were public institutions: the partnership aspect.  These included medical institutions that served us when we had no possibility of paying our bills because we had no insurance; and businesses like the old Lincoln Del, which somehow found out I needed a job to survive and hired me and accommodated my needs.

I could not have survived were I forced to rely on myself.  Those difficult times were a unique opportunity for me to realize how interconnected and interdependent we all are, and in a way I’ve tried, albeit imperfectly to apply this to my life ever since.  There are lots of thanks owed, even now, 60 years later.

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July 29, 1965 we buried Barbara at a cemetery on a hill overlooking Valley City, North Dakota.

After the funeral, my history of the day says, the family went down to a park in LaMoure County and since we were all together the group had a belated celebration of the 60th wedding anniversary of my grandparents, both living, who had married in 1905.

It wasn’t until years later that I learned something else about that weekend in July, 1965.  The day after our picnic, on July 30, 1965, President Johnson signed into law the Medicare Act in Independence, Missouri, and gave President Truman the first Medicare card.  In a sense, Barbara was a witness to the beginning of one of the greatest benefits of government to later generations.

Let’s hope democracy survives.

FINAL NOTE:

Last September I was at the Keys Restaurant in White Bear Lake, and noticed a rather unusual framed piece of art on the wall.  I took a photo, and it is shown here, and speaks for itself to everyone.

POSTNOTE:  At the time of Sharon and Port Huron gatherings (1960 and 62) I was, like millions of others, old enough and able enough to participate.  But such gatherings are always exclusive, for good and not so good reasons.  Most of us had not a single clue that any such conclave was going on.  And that’s okay.

The participants in those meetings had an abundance of passion and energy.  What they totally lacked was perspective – the kind that you can only gain by direct experience, as Barbara and I learned very rapidly only a month or so before the assassination of President Kennedy in November 1963.

This is the quandary for the young zealots of any generation.  The elders are a storehouse of wisdom, but they’re old….  What do they know?  Well…plenty.  But….

You can pick up some ideas from reading books analyzing the past, but only by growing through the ups and downs of living can you figure it out – and even then, only very imperfectly.  A certain recipe for losing is the very course that we seem to be on at present in this country, where we’ve been divided into tribes, one good, the other bad, depending on one’s personal perspective.  This has never worked, and hopefully it will not work now.  It is the younger generations who will live with the results….

COMMENTS: more below:

from Fred: This is a sobering yet meaningful and hopeful account of loss and perseverance. The axiom is “life goes on” and so it does. But we never forget those beloved family members and friends inevitably lost along the way.

from Kathy: Thanks for your message about Barbara.

from Marion: As usual, Dick, thank you.

 

Political Ideology, then and now

The July 12 post, Tonton Macoutes, includes a thought-provoking comment from a recent deportee.  I highly recommend reading it.  It is from Donna.

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For a couple of years I’ve been a regular participant in a local “Coffee and Conversation” group which meets regularly and has a whoever-shows-up membership.  This has translated, over time, into usually a dozen or so Democrats who may or may not know (or even agree with!) anyone else at the table.  There is no particular agenda.  The discussion is mostly political, but potluck.  We all don’t have the same interests or opinions.  Typical Democrats.

One of us started the tradition, and his main function is to announce time and place, and convene the next gathering.  We RSVP, and then we just show up…or don’t…and talk about whatever.  It may seem ragged, and it is, but it is a small “soap box” where people can say what’s on their mind, and perhaps learn in the process.

Last Saturday, our founder and facilitator, Jim, mentioned he’d been reading a couple of older political manifestoes, liberal and conservative, from some years much earlier in my lifetime.  We didn’t talk about them specifically, but I asked for the links, and have found them fascinating and thought-provoking.

One is the conservative Sharon Statement, set in writing by about 100 young conservatives in Sharon CT in September, 1960.  Names you might remember: Young Americans for Freedom; William F. Buckley

The second was the liberal Port Huron Statement set in stone, so to speak, by young liberals at Port Huron MI in Spring 1962.  Names you might remember: Students for a Democratic Society; Tom Hayden

The statements speak clearly for themselves, and if you’re interested, it is easy to find out more about the groups, etc.

Each reader – I recommend reading both – will come to their own conclusions about the statements, then and applied to now.

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What most  intrigued me about these statements was that I was a contemporary – at least in age – of those young people who adopted the statements.

In 1960, I was a sophomore in college, not passionate about politics.  There were Republican and Democrat Clubs, but I was in neither.  In 1960,  was the Kennedy-Nixon Presidential election, but I was 20, I was not yet eligible to vote (voting age then was 21). I do recall seeing Gov. Nelson Rockefeller in person at a whistle stop before the Republicans picked Richard Nixon as nominee; and later watching the famous Nixon-Kennedy debate on TV.

In 1962, at the time of the Port Huron Statement, I was in the Army, in an infantry company, confronted with matters like the Cuban Missile Crisis.

I read the statements as an 85 year old, wondering how many of the authors of the two statements are still alive, with over 60 years of perspective, and whether their statements would be relevant to them or even to the young firebrands of today.  The gift we elders have is perspective of experience, something more abstract to those who follow. It is the nature of living.  You can only get experience by experience.  O course, we’re also old, so “what do they know?”  Lots.  But that’s just my opinion.

I also got to recalling how messages were delivered back in those days, compared with now.  What were the advantages and disadvantages of each.  For instance, what did “going viral” (or equivalent) mean in 1960, versus 2025.

On and on.

If you wish, and have the time, dive into the statements and apply them to yourself, the country we live in today, and what will be the reality of the U.S. 60 years from now.

Good reading.  I’ll share my thoughts on this in early August.

Thanks, Jim, for bringing the statements to my attention.

POSTNOTE:  As I publish this, I could of course add more content.  For instance, yesterday was the 5th anniversary of the death of the civil rights icon, John Lewis.  His life as an activist began about 1960.

Pick your own examples.

COMMENTS (more below)

from Marion: Thanks, Dick, I had read neither.

from Chuck: I read your piece.  Very good!  What has massively changed is the evolution of technology…without our mind’s capacity to keep up with the consequences, and our democratic polarization of elections stopping what little progress was made leading up to 2001.

What has never changed are the fundamental principles humanity has always had regarding the Golden Rule…which even other social species abide by…but we don’t .  Our mind’s capacity to believe anything has now derailed civilizations progress toward global human harmony and environmental sustainability.  Buckle up buttercup (a phrase I learned from my wrestling team) hard times are coming.

Below is a letter to the Editor the Wpost edited and then printed yesterday.

In his July 13 opinion column, “Why Americans are so prone to conspiracies,” David Von Drehle explained our conspiracy theory dilemma but didn’t offer any biological reasons for this tendency — or potential solutions to curb it.

Human creativity is connected to our minds’ powerful capacity for pattern recognition; we have the capacity to believe literally anything.  And we don’t always question what we see or hear from others within our beloved tribe. We assume there are obvious connections even when there are none. Our past successes have built unwarranted confidence and a limited ability to understand reality. Our brains, originally wired to assist our families and tribes to survive and thrive, must now adapt urgently to cope with the acceleration of global chaos.

Conspiracy theories will continue. Some are justifiable — and sometimes, they may even be true. But Hayden Planetarium director Neil deGrasse Tyson has articulated a concept very useful for healing our species’ current detachment from reality: the difference between our personal, political and objective truths. In our current era of accelerating truth decay, relearning how to think and how to relate to the real world as it truly is matters now more than ever.

Chuck WooleryRockville

Below is a much longer and poorly written letter I originally submitted.  They did a fine job of editing and condensing it – but left out some details that might deepen our understanding of our mind’s inherently flaws.

David Von Drehle explained our conspiracy theory dilemma (Sunday op-ed) but didn’t offer any biological reasons or potential solutions.

Our conspiracy beliefs are primarily driven by several flaws in our Pleistocene mind within our brain.

First, our species uses reactionary thinking instead of the deeper thinking it is capable of.

Second, our creative genius plus our opposable thumbs has enabled humans to swiftly advance our ability to survive and thrive – The two most important things that every life form is hardwired for.

Our mind’s creativity is connected to its powerful capacity for pattern recognition, enabled by 5 (maybe 6) variable sensory receptors. (Note that plants have about 20 different sensor mechanisms and they have existed for about a billion years longer than primates).  Our mind has the capacity to believe literally anything. And we don’t always question what we see or hear from others within our beloved tribe.  We assume there are obvious connections even when there are none.  Thus, our mind’s past successes have built unwarranted confidence and a limited ability to understand reality.

So, over the last 6000 years, human populations have expanded as our minds created certain concepts like religion, politics, trading systems.  These helped bond and protect our growing tribes. But these concepts too often lead to killing others or insisting they adapt.

Primates will always fight and compete!  But only the human species has created weapons of mass destruction and a mindset that can justify mass murder or genocide on a scale our human DNA was not hardwired for.

So now our minds are in control, not humankind’s original spirit of ‘being human’ and resolving conflict without mass slaughter, which originally was not a conscious option. Yet that is what we are now choosing.

Our mind’s original purpose of assisting our family and tribe to survive and thrive must now urgently adapt to avoid our current acceleration of global chaos, massive suffering, and preventable deaths.

We must collectively grasp that our family is humankind.  Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, and other wise souls, using deep objective reasoning, have summarized that we will either live together as family or perish together as fools.

Charles Darwin recognized in evolution that things are always changing. Life forms that fail to adapt become extinct.  Of the billions of life forms ever existing on our Goldie locks planet – 99.9% have gone extinct.  Unless we quickly recognize that all humankind is genetically 99.9% the same – with an intelligence that has now created non-biological super intelligence – our family’s only chance of survival is one or both sources of intelligence finally gaining collective wisdom.   And then, deciding to stop defending the various concepts that once worked but are now our greatest mental problem.

Conspiracy theories will continue. Some are justifiable and sometimes true.  Neil deGrasse Tyson wisely framed a concept very useful for healing our species’ current detachment from reality – and our insanity of doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different outcome.   He observes three types of truth.  Our personal, political, and objective truths.  The first two have flaws that should be self-evident to any deep-thinking being.  And the understanding that objective Truths are never governed by majority rule.  Truths like gravity, 2+2=4, unalienable rights, and a child should not die before their parent(s).  In our current era of accelerating truth decay, re-learning how to think and how to relate to the real world as it Truly is, is now more than ever.

French-Canadians to Dayton MN – New book

Three years in preparation, a new book is now available on Amazon, Dayton Minnesota Reflections of French-Canadian Roots.  This is a major family history production, 483 pages in English, about over 100 Dayton area families identified with French-Canada antecedents beginning in the early 1850s.  More information about the book is accessible at the above link.  The book is the first listing on the page.

[August 10, 2025]: I purchased and received my copy of the book on August 2.  It is a keepsake, particularly for any French-Canadian family with any roots in Dayton or greater twin cities area.

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I have a personal investment in this story, as some of the 102 French-speaking families identified in the volume are in my line.

My first French-Canadian ancestors, Simon Blondeau and Adelaide LaCroix and four of their children arrived at the Mississippi River location in the early 1850s.  They were my great-great grandparents in the Collette family line.  Their daughter Clotilde, born in Canada in about 1849,  was my great grandmother.  She married great-grandfather Octave Collette at St. Anthony in 1869.  (According to the 1857 Minnesota census, Clotilde was one of 7 Blondeau children born in Canada. She would have been about 6 years old when they arrived at Dayton.  One other sister, Delima, was about two years younger.  What stories they could tell.  As best I know they started their migration to the U.S. from far eastern Ontario.)

The first Collette to Minnesota, Samuel, came to the Centreville (Anoka County) area in 1857.

Octave’s brother Philippe, married Julie Boutin at Dayton about 1877.  Julie died shortly after giving birth to her fifth child and is buried in Oakwood.  Philippe’s second wife, Amelia Samson, grew up in Osseo, ‘next door’ to Dayton.  Alfred married Celina Deschenes at Dayton, and initially moved to Oakwood.

Virtually all of the Collette family migrated to what became Minnesota beginning in 1857, most settling in St. Anthony (later Minneapolis).  In 1875 they all moved to Dayton, and beginning in 1878, nearly all moved to Oakwood ND (near Grafton).  From that migration, one Collette, Alfred and his wife and family, moved back to Dayton area; several of the families moved to other places including to southern Manitoba in the early 1900s.

Every family story is unique of course, as one will find among the over 100 families identified in this brand new book which is, to my knowledge, one of the first such document relating specifically to a French-Canadian settlement in Minnesota.

While I have not yet seen the final copy of the book, I would enthusiastically recommend it as a family keepsake, and maybe a starting point for your own history investigation.  At bare minimum, check it out.

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Two Collette family histories are on line at fahfminn.org.  Click on Library, then on Books, and scroll down to Roy-Collette, the most recent book (2025), and Bernard-Collette, which was my contribution in 2010.

In April, 2012, I did a blog about the Collette’s at St. Anthony (later to be Minneapolis).  The post is here.  Most of the migrating Quebec family was in St. Anthony from about 1865-75, and from there moved to Dayton, thence to ND, thence some to Manitoba and elsewhere.

I still maintain a general website related to the French-Canadians of my history.  It is here.  Included there is a pdf of the 1981 Oakwood Sacred Heart Centennial book published in 1981.

For those unfamiliar with Dayton MN, it is a town on the Mississippi River about 25 miles northwest of downtown Minneapolis.  Here’s a map reference.  The township is outlined in red, the town itself is at the Mississippi River in the northwest corner of the town.

I would strongly encourage considering to becoming a member of FAHF’s 100 Associates – a group seeking $1,000 membership to help assure that future of keeping memories alive of the French in Minnesota and the midwest area.  I am one of the founding members of this group, which was founded in 2013.  100 Associates is a specific initiative to keep memories alive into the future.

Cover of the new book

Tonton Macoutes

Rotten Tomatoes just appeared in my in-box with a review and trailer about the new Superman movie.  I think I’ll take this one in.

Previous posts in the past week: July 4, 6 and 8, 2025.

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By my count, today, July 12, 2025, is 173 days since the inauguration of the President.  2025 is more than half over.  Labor Day is about 50 days away and in my context, Labor Day more or less ends summer.  Kids are back in school; most vacations are completed….  Reality replaces recreation.  There is much to be done.

Thursday, July 17,  will be another major national demonstration organized through Indivisible, a group I’ve decided to affiliate with.  To find an event in your area, click here.  [postnote July 13:  New program announcement from Indivisible here],  It’s not necessary for there to be an event in your town.  Organize your own, or be in action by yourself, doing something about your particular passion, and then do something every day.  Margaret Mead said it best many years ago: “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”

There are a great plenty of “ain’t it awful” actions (which will play out that way even for those who think they’re great ideas if applied to somebody else.).

This is our country.  And resist the temptation to say to yourself, “I can’t do anything”.  Read Margaret Mead again.  There are endless issues, and there are 75,000,000 who apparently agreed with me to the extent of voting for the same candidate for President and Vice-President in November 2024.

I am not alone.

POSTNOTE:

The heading of this post, Tonton Macoutes, refers to a proposed column I’m submitting to the local Minnesota Star Tribune today.  At minimum, I want you to see it, as submitted.  If you wish, it follows:

“The recent show of force by ICE at Los Angeles MacArthur Park (Minnesota Star Tribune July 8) causes me to wonder: have we become what we despise?  I think back to personal memories in the “good old days” of 2003 and 2006.

In spring, 2003, I met a man who was putting together a study group which would culminate with six days in Haiti in mid-December.  I bit, and six of us spent the next few months learning about Haiti, arriving in Port-au-Prince on December 6, 2003.

Our six days were jam-packed with the reality of Port-au-Prince.  Ours was a study group, so we visited places and talked with many citizens in a variety of settings.  Our hosts were supporters of the Democracy movement in Haiti, supporters of President Jean-Bertrand Aristide.  We witnessed the positive outcomes of a fledgling democracy in this impoverished nation.  There was justifiable pride.

But storm clouds were gathering.  Less than three months later, President Aristide and his family unceremoniously left Haiti to the Central African Republic on a U.S, plane. France and Canada seemed co-operators with the U.S.  A coup had been accomplished, in my opinion, by our democracy against another country learning and wishing to practice democracy.

In our one-week visit, we had no personal incidents, but we apparently had bad friends, at least in eyes of some.  During our week, one person we met was assassinated near the National Palace a day or two after we met him .  I think we heard the gunfire as we were driving past the area, completely unawares.  At the time of the coup itself, several of the people who had graciously hosted us were either imprisoned or fled the country.  Another died by poison, I learned a year or so later.

Haiti National Palace Dec, 2003 photo Dick Bernard

Early on I learned that my 63-year-old white face was not a benefit.  We were listeners at a very informative meeting with perhaps two dozen Haitian men and women who recalled human rights incidents in their own lives in the days of the Duvaliers.

At the end of the session, we went around the circle to thank each person for sharing their stories with us.  One man refused to shake my hand.  All I can imagine is that I reminded him of somebody he’d encountered, and not in a positive way.

Three years later I returned to Haiti on another study trip, this one facilitated by a highly respected Haiti organization.  This trip was to the interior of Haiti, once again rich in insights.

Enroute, in Miami, I was able to connect with the Catholic Priest who we had met on our first day in Haiti in 2003, who was imprisoned at the time of the coup.  After the coup he seemed to have been exiled to Little Haiti in Miami where I met him in person, in public, seemingly free as a bird, like the Aristides: just a different kind of prison.

The Haiti I visited both years was an impoverished but welcoming place.  This has changed.  Why?

The MacArthur Park incident fits into this story.

Now, ICE is flush with newfound authority and cash from the just-passed federal budget.  What happened in MacArthur Park is, in my opinion, a public threat to everyone everywhere in the United States in coming months.

The masked military in masks and very dark glasses remind me of what I learned about the infamous Tonton Macoutes who were the enforcers at the time of the Duvaliers in Haiti.  They used their official status and anonymity to terrorize and subdue the population.

ICE is a great threat to democracy in the United States, and we all need to actively resist however and wherever and whenever we can.  For absolute certainty the anonymity of law enforcement must end.

There are other threats too.  This is our country.  We citizens own the future, for good or ill.  But we must participate in the solution.”

COMMENTS (more at end of post)

from Sharrie: Thank you for writing and submitting this column, Dick. I agree that ICE has morphed into a paramilitary. I agree on the incompatibility of such an order-keeping force — one whose masked members wear uniforms without identifying insignias, do not show badges, bear military-style weapons, drive military vehicles, and do not have warrants but abuse and detain people without regard to due process — with the rights which belong to people in a democracy. I’ll watch for your commentary and participate in the discussion which will certainly follow on the STrib’s comment boards. Democracy is imperiled wherever we tolerate autocratic behavior. Peace and solidarity,

from Claude:  Thank you, Dick.. Some interesting history here.  Enjoy the rest of summer no matter what the world and Trump throws at us!

from Donna:  shared with persmssion:

Good Sunday to you Dick.  I am enclosing a letter from someone that ICOM has been helping for the past three years.  The inhumanity and fear that ICE is creating is deplorable.
“Today I can tell you that there are pains that one doesn’t tell anyone, that are only felt every day and they hurt in the chest, but we hide it with a smile, we pretend that everything is fine because we understand that not everyone wants to listen and deep down we are afraid of not being understood. But all of you heard about my case, you heard about our struggle, you took the time to empathize with my story and you never judged us or asked why we were in this situation and I thank you for that. But I also want to share with you that it has not been easy for me, you do not know how difficult it has been to get out of bed every day, the sleepless nights of thoughts that no one imagines you have and yet you keep going, you remain strong because around you there are people who want to see you well even if you are broken inside.But God saw every tear I shed, every prayer I silently said, every prayer you said for my family, and I am grateful. Thank you so much for understanding that human identity doesn’t have a passport, and for understanding that no one should be afraid of being treated as a threat.
My husband and I left behind what we loved most for an uncertain future, and I dare to tell you that we are the true face of courage. Thank you because in this fight I was never alone, you were with me, and even though they tried to silence us in this country that was once free, my story will always be stronger than any persecution or border. Immigrants are more than a note on the news, we are a living symbol of resistance.
We are a letter written out of pain and signed by God, because each one of us has a story we had to go through to get here.
Thank you for giving us a job, for smiling when you see us, for looking at us with empathy.
Thank you for trying to speak Spanish and trying to communicate with us when we’re trying to speak two languages with our hearts broken 💔.
It hurt when I prayed for what I did want to happen, but I asked for it to be God’s will, and when He gave me a NO for an answer, I just wiped my watery eyes and said it was His will.
And I have nothing left to say but to say that this immigration struggle ends here with the return of my family to my country PERU because this is no longer about money it is about laws, laws that today have separated families, have left children separated from their parents, have left broken families and I do not want to be one of those broken families, my husband will request his deportation to his country Venezuela and asking God that everything goes well and that he can flee when he steps on Venezuelan soil and be able to arrive in Peru safe and sound and reunited with his daughter and Migo and once together there this struggle will be over. And you know, I hold my head high with pride and I choose to believe in the impossible things, because I know that GOD will make them possible, even when I have no idea how it will happen.Infinite thanks to all of you and I tell you again Nobody leaves their country for fun, the one who leaves is someone who is hungry and wants a dream bigger than fear .. and our American dream has culminated here with the decision to leave and return to the place that cost us so much to leave. but I may leave with empty pockets but I leave with a heart full of gratitude and friendship and love that you gave me and those are things that are priceless and they make me remember that here in this country that welcomed my family there are wonderful people who are you. In the Quechua language, the native language of my country, the word goodbye does not exist, but there is a word with a beautiful meaning, tupanashiskama, until life finds us again.”

 

Melvin

July 6, 2025 Peace Garden 855 Aurora St. Paul MN.  Photo Lauri Flatley

July 2 came one of those e-mails we all have seen.  Sender Terry Burke’s subject line to the mailing list of the Minnesota Alliance of Peacemakers: “Sad News”.  The content brief: “We learned tonight that Melvin Giles passed away yesterday.”  Terry’s e-mail continued:  “We were very fortunate to know and work with Melvin for many years. It’s hard to believe this has happened.  I spoke briefly with Jane and Robin tonight.  Jane worked closely with Melvin on several projects and wants some space now to deal with this news – she has asked not to have any texts, emails or phone calls at this time.  We will of course devote part of our meeting on Tuesday to share remembrances.”

I looked an obituary and found the first one in the St. Paul Pioneer Press: Melvin Giles July 4 2025.  Melvin apparently died in his sleep.  He was only 66 years old.

I was privileged to know Melvin for the last 19 years.  In the twin cities, where he lived, the vast majority of people would have no idea who he was.  On the other hand, most of them probably saw him in a long-running commercial urging people to become Organ Donors.  I found a YouTube short video featuring Life Source.  His promotion of organ donation is here (3 minutes).  The video was made in his tiny neighborhood Peace Garden, at 855 Aurora in St. Paul, just east of the intersection with Aurora in the old Rondo-Frogtown neighborhood.

The celebration of Melvin’s life will be through Brooks Funeral Home, though there is no information there as of this moment.

I wrote about Melvin at this space in March, 2012, here.  In June, 2014, two Fulbright Scholars from Pakistan interviewed Melvin in his Peace Garden.  You can view it here, scroll down to Melvin Giles.  The video is Melvin as he is, in his own words.

Melvin’s Peace Garden 855 Aurora Ave St. Paul MN

 

Serious Times

My blog post for July 4 is here.

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Today ends 4th of July weekend.  We’ll soon begin to see what it means to be in the trump era.

This is Sunday, and I like to go to Church and I did, this morning.  Today’s readings from scripture seemed to focus on evangelizing, and Fr. Tasto emphasized a single phrase in the Gospel, from Luke 10:1-9: “…The Lord appointed seventy-two others whom he sent ahead of him in pairs to every town and place he intended to visit….”   At the time Christianity was in its infancy, and Fr. Tasto pointed out the importance of pairs – relationships – of work groups of two, for reasons we all understand.

The way I interpreted the reading and message was that regardless of the circumstance or gender, two together provides another set of perspectives and support in whatever we happen to be working on.  Going it al0ne may seem to be convenient – you don’t have t0 deal with things like different points of view – but the outcome tends to be weaker than one resulting from working together to resolve differences.

(The other readings were IS66:10-14C and 2GAL6:14-18)

Two weeks ago in the same church a few feet away from where I was sitting today were two coffins, with Melissa and Mark Hortman, next to them their next of kin, and President Biden and Vice-President Kamala Harris and a church packed with mourners.  I wasn’t there.  It was invitation only – but nobody was wearing partisan id’s.  I watched it on TV, like most, and it was very sad but impressive.

Hortman funeral, Basilica of St. Mary, Minneapolis, June 28, 2025

O course, their death at the hands of a political assassin on June 14 was only an instant in time, as was the two hour funeral on June 28.   Life goes that way.  Appreciate the moment the you have.

Friday night, July 5, large numbers of lives were washed away in a tragic flood of the Guadalupe River in Texas.  As of Sunday afternoon July 6, the Texas death toll is 70, including 59, 21 of them children, in Kerr Country.  These  deaths were recognized by the Congregation, as were immigrants from all times and all places….  Basilica is a place that takes social justice seriously.

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July 3 came what I think will ultimately be a Pyrrhic victory – the gigantic Federal Budget passed by a whisker and signed on July 4, then the President’s victory lap in Iowa where he emphatically said he “hated Democrats”.  And the day before inaugurated what is flippantly called the “Alligator Alcatraz” in Florida, itself subject to allowing, to be filled with suspected illegals chased down by a massively bulked up ICE enforcement apparatus.

Etc.  Etc.  Etc.

Looking at the present and future for our country, those church pews would look very different, divided in so many ways with hardly a common vision, lurching from one crisis to the next.  There are four rows of pews – imagine two on the left and two on the right in mortal combat and you have an image of what we seem to be becoming.

I really have no precise idea of what’s really ahead. except I fear it’s going to be downhill from here.

The advice in the gospel, to pair up, is appropriate and necessary.  And if you haven’t gotten to work, now is the time, and to carry on. day by day.