Labor Day

Recent Posts:1) Al Franken: 2) New School Year; 3) Ukraine Visitors; 4) Activism; 5) State Fair; 6) Mikhail Gorbachev, 7) Insecure

Yes, there have been several recent posts.  Take your pick.  Many readers are ‘activists’.  Please take a look at the post on activism.

On this Labor Day, simply some suggestions about very interesting upcoming events:

  1. THIS EVENT HAS BEEN CANCELLED.  Thursday, September 15, Citizens for Global Solutions MN will have a Zoom Conversation with Ukraine native Natalie Etten about the situation in her home country.  I think Natalie coordinated the student visit here a couple of weeks ago (Ukraine Visitor blog, above).  Details of the September 15 session as currently available are here.  Attendees are asked to register in advance.
  2. The Veterans for Peace Golden Rule boat begins what will be a 10,000 mile 1 1/2 year “Grand Loop” down the Mississippi, thence east and north up the Atlantic Coast at Stillwater MN September 17, 2022.  Earlier events are in Duluth on September 8,

    The Golden Rule 2022

    All details of the project, including a history of the boat, and the schedule of events are here.  See pp 5&6 of the newsletter for calendar of specific events in Duluth, the Twin Cities area, and downstream Minnesota.  This is a major initiative to highlite the need to end nuclear threats; the current tensions in Ukraine emphasize the need for spotlighting this concern.  (The west coast/Hawaii portion of the tour has been completed.)

  3. The annual Twin Cities Non Violent initiative, which first occurred in 2018,  begins September 21 and goes until early October.  A 10 minute video introduces this years event.  You can view details here.  You are especially encouraged to participate in Day One.

A final thought: Sunday, Sep. 4, Fr. T at Basilica delivered another powerful message, this time for Labor Day, His sermon was based on Paul’s Letter to Philemon from prison, about a slave about to be released to his master (see Philemon 9-10, 12-17 from Grandma’s 1911 Bible: Pauls Letter to Philemon 9-10 12-17).  The Priests message centered on his recently watching three workers doing a roofing job near his home on a 91 degree day, and a brief visit with them at the end of the day.  Their work day was a difficult 10 hours.  We’ve all seen similar projects where we live.  Father’s message at the end: “The rich are getting richer and poor are getting poorer in our world.”  We, sitting there in church, are largely “master’s” – rich – (though we wouldn’t think of ourselves as such) not far separated from “slaves” who provide our wants and such as clothing often from sweat shops overseas, a new roof, and on and on.

On this Labor Day, with the political messages things like inflation, and similar ‘woe is me’ narratives, we remain far and away the richest nation on earth, and it seems never enough.

Here’s an on-point commentary from Marianne Williamson.

Finally, I offer an uplifting conclusion to this post.  I was sent this a couple of years ago, and it speaks to me, and I hope it raises you up as well.

Have a great fall and year.

A post on politics, tomorrow.

Insecure

February 16, 2022, I published my first post about the Ukraine crisis.  Later that week, more than 6 months ago, I had surgery for Colon cancer.  The post is accessible here.   The first shot had not yet been fired.

Fast forward: August 23, I was part of a group who might a wonderful bunch of Ukrainian teens who were able to come to the U.S. for a welcome break from war back home.  I wrote a bit about it here.  Thursday, Sept 15, there will be a zoom gathering sponsored by a group I’m part of, and you’re welcome to join wherever you are.  Details forthcoming.  Click here.

And yesterdays news included a segment on Ukraine kids returning to school in a new environment…preparedness for missile attacks and the like.

Insecurity, now a part of life, not only in Ukraine.

And back here, at home, there is the  absurd carrying on relating to the former Presidents trifling with national security, with his own Army of loyal privates, saying in assorted ways ‘no big deal’.

As recently as this week unlikely suspects, including Karl Rove and William Barr, former attorney general, are sounding the alarm about the mishandled official documents on Fox News, no less.  This is insane.

And people are at the State Fair, as I was earlier this week, and on the midway and elsewhere on the Fairgrounds you’d hardly know there was anything other than perfect weather to contend with.

If only it would be so easy.

Election 2022 is a slight bit over two months away.  Labor Day is Monday.  In our society, no one can be forced to vote, or even to vote with full knowledge of the consequences.

Since our nation took its ‘walk on the wild side’, entertaining authoritarian rule, I’ve maintained that the base for this is perhaps one-fourth of the voting age population.  The other hangers on, usually single issue types, have rarely gotten the percentage over 40%

But far, far too many don’t even bother to vote, much less informed.  It is our recipe for disaster.

Every election, for every position, is consequential.  Be registered; encourage others to register; learn the candidates, the issues, the implications.

November 9 is too late.  We’re talking about our future, more so, this year, than ever.

We’re the difference between a functioning democracy and Putin’s authoritarian Russia.   It is as simple as that.

 

 

Gorbachev

Mikhail Gorbachev died August 30, 2022, at 91.  I’ll leave the news to the regular media.  This post is to pass along some long ago memories, from early June, 1990, when the Gorbachev’s visited Minnesota.

I took quite a number of pictures, such as you can take snapshots of a VIP when you’re just trying to guess where he/she will be at a particular moment.

The below three most evoke the day, for me, anyway:

Gorbachev June 1990

Gorbachev’s leaving Minneapolis June 4, 1990 photos Dick Bernard

The hand out the car window is (I think) Mikhail Gorbachev, on John Ireland Blvd.  The photographer, me, is just to the south of the Department of Transportation Building.  The middle photo is, I think, at the Lexington Ave ramp off of I-94 in St. Paul.  The lower one, as the Gorbachev’s left Minneapolis.  It was a chilly somewhat wet day, overcast, I recall.  Not prime time for photography, especially for some rank amateur, like me.  The sun lowering in the west was peaking out by the times the Gorbachevs were about to take off.  I think I at least caught the essence.

There’s a great plenty of replay of Gorbachev’s life, and about the visit to Minnesota which can be accessed elsewhere.

That he was here at all was pretty remarkable.  I do wonder how Vladimir Putin really feels about Gorbachev.  You won’t see it from any official announcement, I’d be certain (as I write I haven’t seen such announcement so far.)

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Mikhail Gorbachev was an uncommon leader for the Soviet Union.

I have no expertise beyond being an interested citizen, for years, in international issues.  My closest call were the above photos.

Gorbachev had more than ordinary political skills to become final leader of the then Soviet Union.  He is a very interesting person to study.  I look on him very favorably.  A simple first reference is the Wikipedia article about him.   Another article is about the dissolution of the Soviet Union.  One of the resulting independent countries was Ukraine.

When he visited here in 1990, the end of the Soviet Union was little over a year away.

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If you wish to learn more about June 4, 1990, simply search Gorbachev Minnesota for more.

 

The Minnesota State Fair

I made the trip over to the Fairgrounds Monday – first time in a couple of years.  It was a very nice day, a large throng “like the olden days” (120,288 attendance on Monday).  If you’re interested in such things, here’s the link.  There was no Fair in 2020, and something of a tippy-toe back in 2021.  This year it seemed pretty normal.

August 29, 2022

I’ve attended the Fair for years.  By no means am I an exciting visitor.  Mostly boring, I’d say.  I have a normal routine.  This year I was actually there for a couple of hours; going back and forth by express bus probably took longer than the time actually spent on the grounds, but it was worth it.  I can’t explain why.

I did my annual stop at the Education Minnesota to get my free calendar with my photo – a portion of it shows at the end of this post.  I can remember the first time this was featured, back in the old- MEA days when I was working there.  It was probably about the early 1990s, and was not nearly as perfected as now.  It was also expensive – a budget decision for the Union – and in the early days the question was whether or not to keep it. Keeping it was a great decision.  The Education Minnesota booth is a ‘draw’ every year, not only for me.

Politics is always a feature of the Fair.  This year was pretty low-key: I did not see a single MAGA cap.  “Taxation is Theft” seemed the theme at the Libertarian booth; “Defund the Government” was some guys t-shirt.  I  saw three people wearing a homemade sign “Walz Failed”, about our Governor.   “Failed at what?” would be a wasted question, likely without an answer.

I stopped by the DFL (Democrat) booth – on my usual route – where it happened both Governor Walz and Lt. Gov. Flanagan were with a large enthusiastic crowd.  Tim looked and sounded like the high school football coach he used to be.  There was no heckling.  He was impressive.  So was Lt. Governor Flanagan.

No doubt there was security, but it certainly was not obtrusive.

Gov. Tim Walz Aug. 29, 2022

Fair time over, I went home.  Tired.  Glad I came.  Enough till next year when the State Fair Gene will kick in again, Lord willing.  Here’s the 2022 calendar in pdf form: Dick Bernard 2022 EM calendar

Aug 29, 2022

Activism

This post is about activists, of whom I personally know many, including on this blog list.  Activists – no matter the cause – are not large in number.  A Lutheran Pastor I greatly respect, a man whose flock was college students in California in the turbulent 1960s, estimated that perhaps 2% of the students at his colleges were actually activists – mostly anti-war.  Mostly the collegians were simply going to college.  But the activists made a disproportionate difference by their actions.

M, around which this post is built, is an activist I’m privileged to know.  I don’t think she considered herself an activist, but she is.  August 27 she sent her occasional collection of poetry to a list of unknown size, of which I’m happy to have long been a part.  Here’s what she sent, for late Summer and early Fall, 2022: Summer-Fall 2022.  I can remember about when she started this good habit.  Something in these three pages may speak to you.  Take a look.

She introduces her recent gift, thusly:

“Enclosed, as you can see, is a bit of late summer/early fall poetry… 

It really feels like the season change snuck up on me this year, and perhaps you feel the same. Suddenly, the young crop of woodpeckers (3 different kinds) is coming into our feeders (while the young & raffish-looking blue jays sit in the nearby bush, explaining squawkily to their parents that they still want curb service…)

The flying squirrel visits the same feeder by dark; maybe once a week whoever’s getting up at night may get a look at him…he’s just so neat–& giant dark eyes… 

And, the migration is starting—geese families are doing practice runs, and I saw a hummingbird stop at our hanging plant (word is that they’re starting migration through MN now). So, keep looking skyward.

Peace, love, hugs, in these scary times,”

I first mentioned M’s name in a post on Nov. 3, 2011.  She has been a frequent contributor – I note 46 posts in which she was referenced, including in an unpublished draft I had entitled “Community Heroes” from late December 2018, where I had said this: “My gift to you, today, comes via long-time friend M, who I met years ago in Minnesota Alliance of Peacemakers. Every now and then, most often at the times of solstice or equinox, M gathers a few pieces of poetry and sends them along to a list, including myself. They come without fanfare or gift-wrapping, but they indeed are gifts.”

As noted above, I don’t think M would consider herself an activist.  Last time I actually saw her was probably at a meeting more than 10 years ago.  But she inspires me, and doubtless others, in the most low-key kind of way.

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I’m one person, and once upon a time I had the fantasy that it was practically possible for a simple concept – “each one, reach two” to be doable.  It seemed so easy.  Ain’t so.  Anyone wishing to know more can easily find my story at Uncomfortable Essays at this site (pages 3-7).

So…”Each one, reach one”, is much more doable, particularly if unintended, teaching by example, as M is.

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Today the Priest at Basilica, ordained 54 years ago in 1968, shared a story which fits the topic perfectly, in my opinion.  (The Gospel text for today was Luke 14:1, 7-14, and it and the other readings focused on humility, the topic for his homily.)

Fr. T,  retired, weekend assistant, and outstanding preacher, remembered a mentor when he was a young Priest in Chicago.  The mentor was young also, but older colleague Priest, who shared a personal story when he was early in his career as a Priest.

When he was a new Priest, the mentor recalled, he got a prestigious appointment to a program in Rome.  This was during the time when John XXIII was Pope (Oct. 1958-Jun. 1963).

The Priest travelled to Rome, in steerage class on a ship.  Enroute, an older lady, dressed shabbily, saw him – he looked like a Priest – and stopped to visit.  She asked where he was from, and he said Chicago, and she said she’d been there: “where?”  He answered, including noting there were lots of “bums” where he was.

Fast forward, in Rome, the Priest went to a Mass at the Vatican, again rather full of himself, and at Communion time he noted John XXIII gave Communion specifically and especially to a group of people, one of whom he recognized immediately – the woman he’d met on the ship.

“I met her”, he said to the Priest sitting next to him.  “Who is she?”

The Priest responded, “Dorothy Day” (deceased Nov. 29, 1980).

(You need to read the Gospel and know of Dorothy Day, recommended to be named a Catholic Saint, to get the point….)

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I’d guess Molly – yes, that’s M’s name – will be embarrassed to be called a “community hero” and an “activist”.  She is.

I know lots of M’s.  One action, one day at a time….

POSTNOTE: after publishing this, and before M saw this post, her list got another item from her:

Friends,
This is the 59th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s I Have a Dream speech at the Lincoln Memorial… The speech, of course,  has always been, of course, and remains utterly breathtaking…
Here are 2 filmings thereof:
This one has the sound/visual sync just bit off, but this is a very clear visual & audio recording… It was recorded by a student attendee at that time. It actually has the better video.

Another version, a professional reporter-type production, is somewhat longer, and has a “fuzzier” look and is here.

Love, blessings, and onward towards justice of all sorts,

Ukraine Visitors

August 23 was a remarkable day.  I had about an hour to visit with a couple of Ukrainian kids, part of a group on a few weeks visit to the U.S.  Later I learned that August 24 is Ukraine’s Independence Day.   With 194 nations in the world, it’s hard to stay current on everything!

The kids were part of perhaps a dozen others who had the opportunity.  They were high school age; very engaging individuals; incalculably better in English, than I am in Ukrainian (none)….

When we left, there were a couple of small gifts from our visitors: a sticker and a post card.  Precious mementoes.

Before traveling to the park, I checked some of the  geography.  Ukraine is about the size of Texas, with a considerably larger population (40+ million against 30 million}.  Ukraine is almost identical in size to Minnesota, North and South Dakota combined; and has 7 times the population of the three states together.   For every “homey” in the Dakotas and Minnesota, there would be 7 Ukrainians.

Ukraine’s recorded history is centuries longer than the United States (acknowledging that the ‘history’ of each geographical space has goes back long before our written languages).

Google says it’s 5,032 miles from Kyiv to Minneapolis.   I came 16 miles to the park.

I probably will never get closer to the Ukraine than the two teens sitting across from Jim and I at a picnic table in Minnehaha Park on August 23.  I noted to my table mates that the United States is probably the most diverse nation on earth, however one wishes to define the term.  In my suburban coffee spot, it is not unusual to hear unusual languages.  Personally, I said, I’m French and German in ancestry; Jim said he was Swedish and Irish….  Yes, there are tensions at times.  But being called ‘American’ has meaning built over our 235 year history.

(The next day, in another context, I wrote to my local city government leaders including a question: “…what is “community”?  Is it me, my street, neighborhood, town, county, state, country or world?  Are we inclusive or exclusive?….”  I stand at the “world” end of that continuum.)

Was there any solving of problems?  Of course not.  Whoever it was who came up with the idea and the resources and the effort to bring the kids here deserves great thanks.  (The group is StandWithUkraineMN.com)

Before I left, the group was treated to  some Ukrainan songs of today, sung a cappella by a young woman with a marvelous voice.

The music was one of those memorable moments I won’t forget.  The gathering was also memorable.  Thank you to everyone.

Here’s what Jim offers about the time together:First and foremost, I met vibrant teenagers, enjoying an adventurous journey. They enjoyed the festive atmosphere and the tasty food and were intrigued by the Native American park theme. They were emphatically grateful for this special opportunity as well as the steadfast support of Ukraine by the American people. Although they were optimistic, back home conditions remained dangerous and tense. The war battles at time were physically close and some had family members directly involved. I pointed out that the nearby building housed military veterans of previous American wars. Some of these teens” were at times directly involved in helping displaced persons. When it is time to return home, they realized in spite of the war, an important priority was their own education. They will be the generation to rebuild a stronger Ukraine free of Russian domination.”

A New School Year

Today is the first day of the Minnesota State Fair.  It’s a drizzly day, and I suppose the first regular State Fair in the wake of the Covid-19 pandemic.  Soon to follow will be the first day of SchooI.  For local teachers this is next Monday; for students the day after Labor Day.  And, of course, many  other school personnel as well plan for the beginning: bus drivers, custodians, school secretaries,  food service, on and on.  I am told that the staff for this district of about 18,000 students is nearly 3,000.

These have not been easy times for school people, if there has ever been such a thing as ‘an easy time’.  Every year school staff and kids are nervous the night before the first day of back to school. A new year means new students; new teachers; new relationships; new challenges.

My entire life has been in public education: as son, teacher, parent and grandparent.  Public Education is very familiar to me.

Some years ago I wrote a little essay trying to define the communities that make up school.  It’s only a page and a half, and you can read it here (click on the link in the second paragraph).

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The key word in the preceding section is “public”, and as this year starts I want to reflect on that.

Succinctly, over the over 60 years of my own career, ‘public education’ has increasingly become a battleground for ideology; and in many ways a troubling new arena for conflict.

I had an unexpected reminder of past troubles going through personal stuff recently.

Nov. 10, 1998, I wrote my Uncle and Aunt in North Dakota about an October 9-11, 1998, visit to the ancestral relatives and farm in western Germany, very near the Netherlands.

It was a standard letter, but it had an additional dimension, since I was visiting kin – Germans in Germany – in a place where the ancestors had lived for hundreds of years, including WWII.

This is what I said 24 years ago: “We don’t talk a lot about WWII, except to learn that WWII, the why’s etc., is still talked about by the common German citizen.  Even people my age – including my hosts – were very young when the war ended.  I wonder about how we in the U.S. would be if our country was taken over by a Hitler-type.  Probably we’d be no different than the Germans in the 1930s and 40s….”

Hitler and the Nazis envisioned a 1,000 year Reich.  They got about 10 years.  They could not see their ignominious end.  Lust for power has a way of overrunning common sense.  As I write, we have our current pretenders to authoritarian rule at all levels in all states.  Will we ever learn?

Welcoming a guest, Germany, 1954, recovery from WWII took a long time for the German people.  We tend to forget that.

As I reflected on my old letter, I thought back to the late 1980s and early 90s when a battle was declared over what kind of things children would be allowed to learn in our schools.  The phrase “values and choices” might have meaning to some.  It was controversial then, but righteous religious zealots were determined to control what kids could be exposed to.

Most recently, there is the aggressive battle for the control of freedom of speech and expression in schools.  Things like what can be taught or said in curriculum or in other forums are public matters.  The Primary Election positioning by the current Governor of Florida comes most dramatically to mind, but similar actions are coming up everywhere.  Contemporary American politics is War.

“Bullying” has always been a concern of schools.  Its incidence probably never changes – a small percent are bullies – but the sophistication now is much more a problem, as is role modeling by adults and leaders.  “Children learn what they live” is a truism.

With current technology bullying is much more brutal now than in the ‘sticks and stones’ days.  A victim is within reach, publicly, universally, 24-7.

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Yesterday, August 24, was the school board meeting in Uvalde TX where the school district Police Chief was fired for alleged mishandling the earlier carnage at the elementary school.  There seems, always, the need to sacrifice someone in such situations – whose fault was it?

I also note, however, that never has the legally acquired military weapon responsible for the deaths of the children and teachers mentioned.  The Gun is the sacred exception; the solution proposed is more Guns…the result more carnage, where and when is the only thing we don’t know.

June 13, 2022, in my post titled Leadership, I had this segment which, I am certain, directly related to Uvalde:

“2:00 p.m. June 15: This afternoon I took a trip to the post office, and enroute pass by the elementary school attended by one of my grandkids grades 1-5.  (He’s near 23, so this was awhile ago.)

Nonetheless, it was jarring to see a parking lot full of police vehicles and policeman in SWAT gear, and one of those immense combat vehicles.   No, it was no school incident – school is out for the summer.  But it was obvious that these folks were there for area police training, and the choice of place was not random – it was a school.

I drove by there twice more.  There was no good vantage point for a photo; it was raining and I wouldn’t have parked and walk in anyway.  But visualize your own neighborhood school and something similar going on.  It’s come to this in this country: School is a risky place.”

The School Police Chief in Uvalde was fired.  What is solved there, or anywhere else?

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Recently, a good friend, Molly, more or less my age, wrote about her own education to her own list: “This article [linked here] is about American education K-12, and about the growing
movements towards censorship of content, and of elimination of “how to” methods like teaching critical thinking skills.

The article—be warned–is a bit long—ie, needs a better edit job—but is an important, well-documented one (has a ton of references), & I think is worth it.

It [the article] scares the socks off of me. That’s partly because I was very very lucky, back in the Stone Age, to have a 2-year English class in high school that very deliberately taught critical thinking skills in our reading & writing…

It  has  been more and more evident to me that these skills are increasingly lacking in US society, but I did not realize that they are being consciously omitted/suppressed  in some educational systems… [emphasis added]

Sigh, and Blessings of the day,” 

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One final story: months ago, possibly even last summer, a good friend of mine introduced me to a friend of his, someone I’d never met.  The friend knew a bit about my background, because almost immediately caught me blind-sided: “what do you think about non-traditional school” or some such.

I did have an opinion, and I probably also caught him unawares. My teaching years were with junior high kids over 50 years ago; my daughters school of about 1,000 students is a middle school – same general age range.  As I recall, I said something to the effect that “school” is as much about building social skills – getting along with people you don’t necessarily like or agree with.  Parents cannot insulate kids from life – sooner or later everyone is on their own.  It doesn’t hurt to have had some practice in relationships with others.  We all learn through experience.

The three of us parted cordially.  I think they tended to agree with me: school is a primary place to learn to be part of a society larger than oneself.

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Have a great year.  School, writ large, will do its best even in the most difficult of times.  No, it’s not perfect.  Tell me, who or what is?  Nobody.  Nothing.  I know that, from life.

The ball is in each of our courts.  Here’s something Gandhi had to say about that.

 

Seeing Al Franken

Last Friday night I saw Al Franken perform at the Acme Comedy Club in Minneapolis.  Initially I was odd man out – five people, four tickets.  Shingles waylaid the person who bought the tickets, and this left an opening for me, which I took.

I’ve known about Al Franken for many years, but must admit I never saw Saturday Night Live – past my bedtime – and it wasn’t till he became politically active that I got a closer look.  He was a man of real substance, a credit to the profession of public policy, by no means a lightweight “comedian”.

I first heard him speak at a Minnesota Democrat dinner in 1996. He was keynoter and he was funny.

Before the dinner, my daughter, Joni, and I had an opportunity to meet him.  Here they are, now 26 years ago.

Al Franken and Joni, April 1996, St. Paul. At right, separate, is an old button I got somewhere.

In 2008, Franken won a seat representing Minnesota in the U.S. Senate.  His was a real cliffhanger – the final tally had him up by 312 votes, and wasn’t finally decided June 30, 2009, though  the initial recount ending Jan 5, 2009, showed he had won.

Franken easily won a second term, but was forced to resign in early 2018, the victim of a “Me, too” accusation, later found to be in-credible.  But by then, his Senate career was history.

Franken is now returning to the stage, and his three day stint at Acme, one of which I was privileged to attend in person, was a success.  Earlier in the week he was guest host on Jimmy Kimmel.  You can watch a segment from YouTube here.

Here is Al Franken’s website.  You can see upcoming comedy tour dates around the country.

POSTNOTE: I didn’t know Al Franken as an entertainer; I only knew him as a politician, and he was a high quality U.S. Senator, well informed and thoughtful.  My photo file has 66 pictures I took of he and Franny, his spouse, in various political contexts.  The only time I made a written request to his office, I got a prompt and complete reply, and he really didn’t know me at all.

In the end he had an ignominious political death by resignation.  Succinctly, I think he now wishes he had fought the false allegations, but he didn’t.  I think that by and large his Democrat colleagues agree that it was a mistake that he left.  Tina Smith, his replacement, is a very good Senator as well.

Political death by lies and innuendo has become a time-tested tradition in our country, and has spread into the general conversation about almost everything.  In my growing up, lies were sins, flat out.  Omission or Commission made no difference.  Nowadays lies are protected free speech.  The only antidote I can think of is to refuse to accept at face value anything that looks too good, or bad, to be true.  Seek out the facts before making the judgement.  And facts are not often found online chats.

Three Recommendations

I have ten or so posts on assorted topics in the works, but will probably not send out reminders until after Labor Day.  To check on recent posts go here, which always shows the most recent post; and the Archive is ready access to any past post.  I usually post once or twice a week, “as the spirit moves”.

The three below items are recommendations, should you have passed them by, previously (they are all from previous posts).

One:  Thoughtful viewing of these two videos can be very helpful understanding yourself and others, and they’re uplifting too.

[from July 29, 2022]  “4.  A Learning Opportunity for You: A Private Universe

Back in the late 1980s, my friend, Kathy, then a 5th grade teacher, sent me a handout from some inservice she had attended.  It had spoke to her.  I read it, and I kept it.

A couple of weeks ago for whatever reason she sent me the exact same handout she’d sent years ago.  It caused me to look at it much more carefully, and it spoke to me, and I think it can speak to all of us in these days when getting stuck in our own certainty is a major problem for our very society.

I think it came to me because she and I had recently chatted about the difficulty of conversing about politics in general, even with people we know well.

This time, I looked up A Private Universe on the internet, and I invite you to do the same.  In 1987 it was a learning research project with junior high school students, which apparently endures.

I invite you to in particular watch the videos #1 (the original, featuring junior high kids) and 8 (Q&A some years later with the ‘star’ of the original), which won’t take much of your time, and then translate their topic to your own contemporary idea about communicating with people with differing opinions from your own about most anything.

I think you’ll find the time well spent, and learn something about yourself as well.

Here’s the sheet Kathy sent me, not complete, but you’ll get the idea: Private Universe 1980s.  The videos will add much more.”

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Two:  The two films, below, are directly related, about 40 years apart.  “The Day After” attracted 100,000,000 viewers in 1983.  “Television Event”  is about the making of the film.  The Director of the 1983 film, Nicholas Meyers, is the live guest on the webcast on August 24 Pre-registration info next para).

[from Aug. 7, 2022]: “PRENOTE: I’ve previously identified the on-line event relating to this with several very interesting remaining segments Aug 10, 17, 24, 31.  Details are here.  Please note especially Aug. 24 and 31.  Pre-registration is required for each segment, and early registration is recommended.  This is worth your time.  Take a look at the descriptors and enroll.

I watched “The Day After” with several hundred others ….  It was a wise use of time, as was viewing of Television Event, the story of the making of The Day After, a couple of days earlier.

Both films are easily available on-line.”

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Three (upcoming event): [see posts for Aug 5, 2022, here, see #3; and here]

The Golden Rule.

The Golden Rule 2022

The Golden Rule  begins its Grand Loop of the midwest and eastern U.S. at Stillwater, Minneapolis and St. Paul Minnesota Sep 17-23.  Details are here:

Stillwater: Golden Rule Stillwater Sep 17-19

Minneapolis-St. Paul: Golden Rule Mpls:St Paul Sep 23-25

Grand Loop 15 month Draft Schedule: Golden Rule Grand Loop Sep 22 – Jan 24 at many places down the Mississippi and Gulf Coast, then up the east coast, etc.

The very interesting Golden Rule website is here.  For those on Facebook, GoldenRulePeaceBoat.

Anyone with any interest in the folly of  nuclear and other weaponized war will want to participate.  This is an opportunity to support an important demonstration of concern.  Please share.

COMMENTS:

from Judy:  your comment are always excellent.  Please take care.

I will wait until after Labor Day for moire news.  God’s blessing to you stay well.

from Jermitt:  I loved the video on the children learning about the phases of the moon and how we have seasons.  Thinking back to when I was a science teacher, I’m not sure if my students truly understood this interesting occurrence in their lives.  I know I covered this topic, but still not sure if they would remember these concepts today.  Thanks for sharing. Dick.

 

 

(Thoughts after) The Installation

PRE-NOTE: Today is the 87th anniversary of signing of the Act beginning Social Security.  More here.

Three other recent posts accessible here.

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Saturday we attended the Installation ceremony for the new Pastor of Basilica of St. Mary in Minneapolis, Fr. Daniel Griffith.  It was an impressive and spiritual occasion, not overly formal, very positive, very fitting for this, our Church, the co-Cathedral of the Diocese of St. Paul and Minneapolis MN.  (As I type this, I am tuned in to the live-stream 9:30 a.m. Sunday Mass, presider Fr. Daniel Griffith, the new Pastor, whose duties began July 1.)

Fr. Griffith, Abp Hebda and other clergy at the Installation August 13, 2022

It is no secret that I am a lifelong participating Catholic.  To many, ‘Catholic’ is a mystery, even if 25% of Americans identify as Catholic, and over 20% of Minnesotans.

This simple definition is far too general.  If it were possible to do a deep dive into the beliefs and practices and history of the 100 people nearest to me in Basilica Saturday night, there would be many differences of opinion identified…and this is with people actually in the pews.  There would be a much broader definition if a same interview were done with first 100 people outside the church who self-identified as Catholic.  How about 100 representative of every American; of everyone on the planet…?

“Church” is a voluntary association.

Succinctly, we – Catholic and otherwise in this country – are an incredibly diverse lot, hardly susceptible to generalization; nonetheless part of a ‘family’, as is true of any faith or other kind of family.

In these tribal times, I am reminded of the quip by the pastor of a Tampa FL Catholic Church I attended shortly after the election of Pope Francis in 2013.

In my post at this space March 31, 2013, I said this: “As for the collective “Catholic” attitude towards the new Pope, I felt Fr. George “hit the nail on the head” early on in his homily. He recalled two bumper stickers from the time Benedict XVI was elected as Pope a few years ago. One simply said: “God’s Rottweiler”; the other, as simple, said “The Cafeteria is Closed”.
Of course the first comes from the left-wing of Catholicism: those who felt that Benedict would be the authoritarian enforcer; the other comes from the right-wing, who despise what some call “cafeteria Catholics”, who allegedly pick and choose what teachings to obey.
Then, of course, there’s everyone in between.
Anyone who attempts to typecast the “typical” Catholic is on a fools errand.
As for Pope Francis, my guess is that the “Rottweiler” faction is worried, and the “Cafeteria” faction more hopeful.”

Pope Benedict is retired, still living.  Pope Francis, as evidenced in his recent visit to Canada, is elderly and ailing, and may join his brother Pope in retirement at some early point.

At some point will come the election of another Pope, to which much significance will be attached.

Personally, I like the description of the Church I belong to, from our new pastor: “the beating heart of the Catholic Church is the Parish.”

Around the people and the parish will always swirl the assorted external actions in all their many forms, but in the end, it is each of us, whatever our belief, who make up the society in which we live.  We are the Church.

Final note: The readings for this weekend were all attention getting and foot for thought: Jeremiah 38:4-6, 8-10; Hebrews 12:1-4; and especially Luke 12:49-53 (including phrases like this “…from now on a household of five will be divided, three against two…”, and so on.

Fr. Griffith’s homily on Sunday addressed discussed this as “Disruptive Empathy” – a positive rather than a negative.  Do an internet search for the words, and you’ll find pertinent articles.

Fr. Griffith, a lawyer as well as Pastor, is also a proponent of Restorative Justice.

As a 25 year member of Basilica, I welcome Father Griffith, only the third Pastor in my 25 years as a Basilica member.

COMMENTS:

from Brian: That’s neat about the Catholic church! And I really enjoyed/agree with your article on the atomic bomb.

from Donna:   We heard the first sermon by our new pastor on Sunday.  I think he is very justice minded for sure.

I just wanted to call your attention to two things.
Did you see the front page article in the Minneapolis paper today [August 15] about the Afghan family? That is the family our Basilica team has been working with.  Such a joy to read.
The other thing is I am sending you a link to the last vigil at the Whipple.  Archbishop Hebda is speaking at the end [begins at about 49 minutes for about 4 minutes].  It was a moving vigil.  If you have time take a look


from Brad: After reading your blog re Catholicism, I thought you’d be interested in this local SF Bay Area article about a defrocked priest.  I am sure these are not uncommon issues, and they exist in many organized religions, institutions, and families.  Hopefully, positive change will happen with more open dialogue and parishioners’ efforts to create a change.

Exiled priest’s scorching ‘farewell letter’ to Catholic Church [note: this is a paywall article, where non-subscribers can only see the beginning of it, and the comments.  It is worth a look.]


response from Dick: The Catholic Church is a very large target, admitted.  I would freely admit to being in the left wing of the church, though that blurs the fact that I point out in the blog: the people I see are no cookie cutter clones, one of another.  I’ve heard a still practicing Priest observe that the estimate is that half of those ordained as Priests are no longer practicing, and by no means are all fired!  The greater problem is the hierarchy, the same as besets leadership of any entity.  Even the Pope is not King…in my position, I hoped for a moderate and in Pope Francis that was who I got, and I’m pleased.  Doubtless many others are not; this would apply to my parish, diocese,etc.
In the Postnote, below, mention is made of the Church currently being overloaded with “lawmen” in charge.  Even that is simplistic: our current archbishop earned a JD;  the new Pastor also has a JD.  They both are very decent human beings, best I can see.

Some years ago, I saw another descriptor in a newsletter edited by a former Priest, by and for clergy.  Somebody wrote that the hierarchy (Bishops, Cardinals) can be divided into three general groups, which he called “heroes, Neroes and zeros”.  A lifetime of experience in many places, always as a Catholic, seems to validate the labels.  I’ve known some of each.  Like any management, who you get can be a blessing or a curse, usually somewhere in between.  Indeed, I have a cousin who was a long-time Bishop, and thus I knew of some of the personal stresses and dilemmas of leadership.  If you’re interested, you can see a writing of his when he first became a Bishop in the 1970s.  Go here, scroll down to “Some Stories” to the third entry.

Succinctly, the church I’m in is by no means perfect.  Neither am I.  I don’t see any benefit in dropping out – it makes no sense.  There is no perfect destination.  Best to do the best I can to make it a better place.

POSTNOTE:  Some weeks ago I publicized one national groups collective thoughts submitted for the upcoming Synod on Synodality of the worldwide Catholic Church.  Rather than define the term, here’s the report, absent specific identification of group or place.   Synodality Synthesis June 2022

POSTNOTE 2: After publishing yesterday I thought of  additional comments I’d like to add.

First, During the Installation the Archbishop invited the Senior Pastor of Hennepin Avenue Methodist Church to welcome Father Griffith as Pastor.   Judy Zabel gave an inspirational welcome in behalf of her colleague pastors in the dozen or so major downtown churches in Minneapolis, including Christian, Jewish and Muslim congregations.  These pastors – the number of at least 12 comes to mind – have a years long tradition of collegially meeting monthly.  It is a great tradition, surviving changes in pastors, etc.  I think it has existed in some form for over 20 years.

Second, I got to thinking of the not-so ‘good old days’.  Back in the 1950s we lived in rural North Dakota and a very short walk away from our house was a country Methodist Church.  The elementary school classmate of one of my sisters was killed in a car accident, and the funeral was to be at that Methodist Church.  My sister wanted to go, but in the manner of those times, wasn’t allowed to attend, as it was a Protestant Church.  Of course, those days the feeling was mutual….  Catholics weren’t even considered Christian.  Ecumenism was essentially unknown in those less than enlightened times.

Third, The other thought related to the photo in this post.  All of the actors are white men.

That is, as it is. But you don’t need to dig very deep to find that women and persons of color are very actively involved in this church of mine.  Everyone is welcome.  The complexion of the church essentially fits the complexion of the greater community generally.

The gender piece relating to Priests is still a non-negotiable, but the crisis time is here: there are not sufficient new Priests to replace those who are leaving.  It’s a liturgical deal, of course.  But change needs to happen and will, albeit slowly.

POSTNOTE 3: Father Griffith’s Installation homily is here.