F(r)actions

Yesterday a far right militia group, several members of the Oath Keepers, were formally charged with seditious actions related to Jan.6, 2021.  I expect this is just the beginning of the serious indictments, which will come over coming months.  At the same time is the crucial political decision making about voting rights for all of we citizens.  Two good summaries come from Heather Cox Richardson, and Digby.    UPDATE Jan. 15: an interesting commentary on yesterday’s Supreme Court decision throwing out the mandate regarding Covid-19 mandates. These are crucial issues for all of us.

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In my previous post, January 9, I spotlighted a Quiz I had seen in the New York Times last fall “If America Had Six Parties Which Would You Belong To?”.  You can read about the references here (note paras two and three).

I did the assessment, which has 20 very simple multiple choice questions, each with three to five options, and got an instant score, graphed (below, the green dot is me), and accompanied by several pages of text.

I show this not because I got the ‘right’ answers – there are none of these – but rather to indicate where I perceive myself to be on the survey makers idea of the American Political Spectrum.  The Instant Report notes that my answers were “closest to the New Liberal Party” which, it suggests, includes about 26 percent of the electorate, one-fourth of Americans.

The author describes my cohort as “the professional-class establishment wing of the Democratic Party.  Members are cosmopolitan in their social and racial views but more pro-business and more likely to see the wealthy as innovators.

I think the survey read me basically correctly.

I did the assessment twice more, the first, answering every question in a wishy-washy (my term) way; the other in the position most in opposition to my own.

‘Wishy-washy’ came out closest to the Patriot Party, “the party of Donald T’s 2016 primary campaign”, best fitting about 14% of the electorate.

The most opposing position to my own went to the Christian Conservative party comprising about 20% of the electorate.

Of course, this is simply a model, and the names of the Parties are arbitrary, but these are real issues and real attitudes held by real people, including myself…often, seemingly, diametrically opposed.  But we have to live together in a common society….

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Reader, I propose a personal exercise for you.

You probably know me, at least from how I portray my priorities at this space.  You also have a pretty good idea of your own political philosophy.  

Can you come up with four other people who you actually know, who might fit in the other categories named in the above analysis.

Write the names down so you can personalize your reflections….

What if you were stuck, permanently, in a place where there were only the six (or seven) of you, each one from one of these groups, and you had no choice but to work everything out to simply survive?  Or to thrive, beyond just survival.

How would you do it?  How would it work?

What if the system was winner take all, and you weren’t on the winning side?  How does the winner benefit without the wisdom of the loser?

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We are a nation of 330,000,000 people, and it is a given that we cannot survive in a divided society where somebody wins, the others lose.  The question becomes how does our society survive, given a devotion to “winning” at any cost?

In a ‘win-lose’ system only one can win – witness the Super Bowl soon to bring the nation to its knees – at least attention wise.  The Game dominates everything on The Day of the Game.

The process is now in play, winnowing down the teams to a single Winner.  In the end, who really wins, anything, and for how long?  Fame is fleeting.  I pose this question, whether you can do the survey or not.

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The analysis above accounts for 100% of the electorate.  (The three groups I headline, total 60%).  No “side” has a plurality.

Our societies future is not a simple question with a simple answer.  We live in a real world, where none of us have the luxury of pretending others with differing priorities not only are wrong, but don’t exist.

Long and short, folks, we’re stuck with each other.  How do we proceed?

The U.S. presidents and the U.S. Capitol, ca 1905. All Presidents shown up to and including Theodore Roosevelt (second from right). Found in the basement of the North Dakota farmhouse of my grandparents, who came to North Dakota in 1905.

COMMENTS:

from Jane in rural Minnesota: Our county DFL [Democrats] and I are making comment signs to put along roadways.  Bits of shared understanding that underly DFL  positions.  This replaces the severely limited newspaper options we have here.

Secondly, I hope to help start a digital nonprofit newspaper, since all our village papers in the area were bought up and killed.  A long project, but important.  More on that in the future.
from Dick in response: That is a good comment!  It is difficult to communicate these days.  We no longer have a weekly newspaper in Woodbury, so the social network stuff is about the only option.  Yours is a great idea.

from Jane: Thanks.  It’s based on the MinnPost model.  And NO firewall!! They don’t.  I recommend their weekly email posts, and signing up for them.

There are starting to be grants out there for nonprofit newspapers. This is the future I think.
As we will have several villages represented on our  website it will have a section for each village’s news.  Then we do a weekly post for each village, to those who sign up for it. There is an example of this is Chicago, where each neighborhood has their own section and weekly post, but one umbrella media.
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from Brian in New York City:  As concerns division, I have my post, too, which I’ll share with you:

DIVISIVENESS

I listen to/read stuff both on the left and right.   Far left and far right sometimes.    What I find encouraging is both sides are acknowledging that the USA is going through a period of divisiveness and we need to stop this.     This is a good first step.

 

What I appreciate both about Trump and Biden is that neither was/is a warmonger.   That’s my first priority.

 

And now to go back in time some.  We have divisiveness now.   Well, my hero, Lindbergh, was an anti-Semite.  This forces me to be a fence-sitter.  It’s like our founding fathers, some were slave owners.  And?

 

Here’s an item about an influential priest from the 1930s—it shows we were divisive back then, too!:

 

Father Charles Coughlin, was a Canadian-born Catholic priest assigned to a parish in Michigan. Coughlin was antisemitic, anti-Communist, and isolationist. Throughout the 1930s, he was one of the most influential men in the United States. A new post office was constructed in his Michigan town just to process the letters that he received each week—80,000 on average. The audience of his weekly radio broadcasts was in the tens of millions, and his journal Social Justice eventually reached one million subscribers.

 

By the mid-1930s, Coughlin had become a vocal critic of the Roosevelt administration, and he attacked Jews explicitly in his broadcasts. In the days and weeks after Kristallnacht, Coughlin defended the state-sponsored violence of the Nazi regime, arguing that Kristallnacht was justified as retaliation for Jewish persecution of Christians. He explained to his listeners on November 20, 1938, that the “communistic government of Russia,” “the Lenins and Trotskys,…atheistic Jews and Gentiles” had murdered more than 20 million Christians and had stolen “40 billion [dollars]…of Christian property.” Following this broadcast, several radio stations refused to broadcast his program without pre-approved scripts. A few stations in New York cancelled his programs.”

from Fred:  Dave and I were thinking we would be inside Caribou this Sunday. We can talk about your position on the Fractions graph—makes you look far more moderate than you really are.

from Jim:  Thanks for sending this.

 

Here’s where I came out:

 

 “You are closest to the American Labor Party”

 

I’m having a hard time getting the four-square to copy-and-paste, but my “dot” is far to the left, though not pasted against the left edge, and is about a quarter of the way from the horizontal axis to the upper edge.  So, right about where I expected it to be from other, similar exercises I have done.

 

Here’s my “issue” with this particular one, though.  They have chosen to “create” six mythical “parties”, which is fine, I guess, but they do not have any mythical party IN the upper left hand box. I find that beyond “odd”, since other research studies using the “four-square” model of the political spectrum routinely find that this box is the most highly populated of the four among the American population.  To be sure, all four are heavily populated, but to the extent that any one is more highly populated than the others, it’s upper left.  Maybe 30%  Now, if the point here is that there are very few OFFICE HOLDERS in upper left, that is absolutely true, and other research has made quite the big deal about that.  To summarize:  THE BOX THAT HAS THE LARGEST NUMBER OF VOTERS IN IT, HAS THE FEWEST OFFICE HOLDERS IN IT.  The lower right box has some, but few, office holders in it (these days), but at least it is also the one with the fewest voters (maybe 15%), in most studies.  The lower left and upper right boxes, of course, are the “stereotypical polarized and polarizing activist” boxes, and they have nearly equal numbers of voters in them, perhaps a few more in lower left than in upper right.  True “activists” tend to be in the far corners of those two boxes, and office holders are almost all in those two boxes, and though they are distributed throughout each box, they tend to clump near the corners, but not as close to the corners as the “activists”.

 

For decades, winning elections had been about politicians in the upper right or lower left boxes trying to win voters in the upper left and lower right boxes – Now many emphasize just getting more people in the top right or bottom left to show up at the polls.  The 2016 perplexing (to some) development of there being voters who were undecided between Trump and Bernie Sanders is actually well-explained here.  Both had appeal in that upper left box.  Trump’s appeal centered more to the top and the right within that box, and Bernie’s more to the left and lower areas of that box.  But there was some overlap, and they both appealed to voters who do not have a natural home in today’s American politics.  When some analysts refer to both many of Trump’s voters and many of Bernie’s voters being “populists”, this is really all they’re saying:  These are people that are part of a very large group (their opinions are “popular”), but have few or no “establishment” politicians (or office holders) who normally appeal to them.  Neither conservative on all things nor liberal on all things.  By the way, media almost never refer to top left box as “moderate” – they apply that almost exclusively to bottom right box.  I’ve never quite understood that, but it’s part of why I reject the label “moderate” for myself.  THe people and politicians who the media label “moderate” are actually diametrically opposed to me on many many things.  Don’t know that I like “populist”, because media tends to use it as a pejorative, but at least it applies to, and gets used for, the box I’m in…

from Dick:  Many thanks, Jim.   Of course, you and I know each other, a little, in person, so I have an advantage on most of the readers (most of whom I also know, in person.)

I don’t think the “box” proves anything, or was intended to perfectly define the mess that is the America in which we live.  It is an opening for conversations like this.  I keep thinking of an envelope down in my garage which is full of probably several hundred keys found in various places when I was closing down the North Dakota farm.  You can visualize it, I’m sure.  It probably included the key for the first car they ever owned (1924 Dodge, I think it was), tractors, miscellaneous motors, on and on and on.  I can’t throw them away, though they’re useless, unless somebody wants them for a work of art.  When my end comes, somebody will have to dispose of them.

At any rate, at this moment they symbolize the motley crew we truly are.  At least, they have to live together in that envelope, and however keys co-exist they are doing so. Better than ourselves!!!!!

Thanks for sharing.

from Tony: HA! Talk about moderate. I’m just below the intersection of the four boxes slightly in the bottom left box.

 

Politics, forward

Personal opinion, hopefully leading to your own individual thinking about our future as a nation.  The purpose of this is to encourage conversation wherever you are.  Related, Jan. 6.

Two articles, one in the New York Times on Sep 8, 2021,  the the other  in The Washington Post on Jan. 9, deserve reading, though both would require you to be subscribers (which I recommend).

The NYT post is a very interesting opportunity to self-assess your own political philosophy as compared to a half-dozen ideologies, not Democrat or Republican, etc.  Not surprising to me is that I profile with “New Liberals”, which are about 26% of the population.  I filled out the questionnaire also as if I were most conservative in answering all questions.  This group is 20% and called “Christian Conservatives”.

The WaPo commentary is an analysis of what would be the hierarchy of leadership of the 1/6/2021 Insurrection.  I found this article to be very interesting.  The names, in order of appearance, are at the end of this post.  That commentary is also very interesting.

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Most of my life was and has been involved with organizations, mostly small.   I am by no means unique.  Human beings generally seem to arrange themselves into hierarchies, where someone is titled with being in charge.  I think this relates to other groups as well – human tend to sort of a herd mentality.

In the part of my career representing teachers, I was privileged to learn from a well known systems guy, Patrick Dolan.  His standard teaching tool is represented by this artistic newsprint about systems, basically bunches of pyramids.  If you’re reading this, you understand this.  (Clicking his name links to a very interesting 6 minute segment on his philosophy.  He made sense.)

My very simple personal spin on Politics is this.  Politics Is People, Period.  For good or ill, people select and then tolerate, or not, their leaders.  Pretenders to leadership understand Power, and how it works.  Carelessness (lack of care) in selecting leaders at any level in any democracy of any kind is very, very dangerous.

A Prudent Person pays very close attention to who he or she anoints to leadership, from the smallest to the largest unit of formal or informal government.

The Nazis and Hitler understood Power.  Presumably so did the German people, who numbered about 80 million at the time of the Third Reich.  The people made a monumental miscalculation, with ultimately dire consequences.  I wrote about this in the January 6 blog.  Power is fleeting

We live within a similar dynamic today.  The WaPo list is very illustrative.  There are nearly 40 people on the list of key actors before and after the 2020 election.  They nearly succeeded in overturning the government of our 330,000,000 population country.

I think the Nazi analogy is very appropriate and very timely for us in 2022.  Those who attacked the Capitol on Jan. 6, 2021, were little fish, duped into the attack by the cabal listed below.

After WWII, the little fish were of no particular interest to the prosecutors at Nuremberg.  They went home to try to rebuild their lives.  The targets at Nuremberg were the big fish, similar to the ones below.

There are many variables, unknown to myself or any of us at this point in time – things that mitigate for or against severe penalties for the offenders, especially high level.  This is a long-term process.  We are fools to pay the most attention to the devils who attempted to overrun the Capitol.  They were the symptoms of the real disease which was being nurtured by the people listed below.  They were the pawns for the real criminals.

In the end analysis, however, we the people are either the ones who will chose a better fate, or acquiesce to a divided, tribal  and authoritarian system.

Like Joni Mitchell’s iconic Big Yellow Taxi song,  “you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone.”

Personally the danger I see in the current political division in this country is the very clear intention of one ‘tribe’, the current Republican Party leadership, asserting its intention to dominate and control all aspects of society through the legislative and legal system.  The current Democratic party’s dilemma is that it needs to work with and understand numerous diverse perspectives.  The Pat Dolan segment linked above gives some good insights in its 6 minutes.  It is not about politics, rather about systems, generally.  It is an opportunity to learn.

The hierarchy of the Insurrection Jan. 6, 2021 per WaPo

The departing, now ex-President of the United States

Sens Josh Hawley and Ted Cruz

Rudy Guilani

John Eastman

Jeffrey Clark

Bernard Kerik

Ali Alexander, Reps Mo Brooks, Andy Biggs, Paul Gosar

Kayleigh McEnany, Stephen Miller

Roger Stone, Alex Jones

Sydney Powell, Mike Lindell

Jason Miller

Dan Scovino

Michael Flynn

Steve Bannon

Eric Trump, Donald Trump Jr, Kimberley Guilfoyle

Tucker Carlson, Sean Hannity, Laura Ingraham

Christopher Miller

Mark Meadows

Sen. Tommy Tuberville; Reps. Kevin McCarthy, Jim Jordan

Oath Keepers, Proud Boys

V.P. Mike Pence

Send. Lindsey Graham and Mitch McConnell

Jan. 6, 2021: Alley

Additional references at end of this post.

A year ago today, January 6, 2021, was the Pearl Harbor warning for the future of our democracy and our republic.  Pearl Harbor was far more than just a single day in December, 1941.  There was history preceding it, which few bother to learn; and WWII after….

I ask you to take the time to really get to know Jan. 6, 2021, what preceded and what followed, and not only from your own bias, and reflect on how you, personally, are a most integral part of your and our future as a nation and society.  Personal opinion: divided into ‘tribes’, as we are, we cannot survive….

Personally, I’ve always trended towards optimism about the future – it’s just my nature.  2022 forward is a big struggle.  We have been well taught to despise each other; to believe facts are fake and vice versa, on and on.  There truly are more ways to communicate less.  For just a single example: we no longer have a local newspaper, which was a forum for sharing opinions.  Now we can isolate into social media groups and pretend there is no other valid opinion.  I’ve begun lobbying for a community conversation about public schools, as we did in this school district in 1999.  It succeeded then; understandably, there is little interest at this moment.  I’ll keep suggesting this, as I can.  It worked.

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The two photos below were the first and last of 32 pictures I took while witnessing the Insurrection at the U.S. Capitol on January 6, 2021.  You will note at the upper left in both photos the television time stamp of the photos: 2:59 and 4:06 p.m., Eastern time.  Personally, this is where my education began – about the unraveling of democracy in 2020.  Hindsight, there was plenty of evidence before, too, but it was easier to ignore.

January 6, 2021 2:59 p.m. 1st of 32 photos of Insurrection

I don’t recall any other year where I paid attention to Jan. 6.  Except for 2000, when the Supreme Court decided the election of President on Dec. 12 (Bush v Gore), once election week was over in November, life simply went on.  I was only vaguely aware of Jan. 6.  It was simply a procedural day.

Last year differed, and the insanity continues.  Here’s my post for January 6, 2021.  About noon that day, I decided to tune in, having little clue about what was about to transpire.  I spent much of the afternoon witnessing a national outrage and tragedy play out in front of my eyes.  Those photos burn Jan. 6 in my memory, as the explosion of the USS Arizona on Dec. 7 reminds me of my uncle Frank Bernard’s death on the ship.  Jan. 6, 2021, was Americans vs America.

I watched orchestrated unrest which turned out to have been planned and coordinated in my own and other states on that day and has continued nationwide ever since.  Jan. 6 will, in my opinion, live on in deserved infamy, as Pearl Harbor has all these years.  This time, though, our battered ships, our enemy, is the heavily documented invasion of our national Capitol.  The threat to our own democracy is now much greater than it was Dec. 7, 1941.  We will survive the pandemic.  Tribalism in all its manifestations is much more of a threat.

January 6, 2021, 4:06 p.m. last of 32 snapshots I took of the Insurrection

THE LOCAL COMPONENT: This post emphasizes  Alley.  Alley was a local insurrection leader from my town who I accidentally came to know in 2017.  To my knowledge she never went to D.C. but was a very active spear carrier here in Minnesota, a year ago, she apparently was an organizer of demonstrations at our own State Capitol on Jan. 6.

Her stage name was and I think remains “Alley Waterbury” and she was spotlighted in a long news article.  Here is the article, Alley, as printed in the Minneapolis Star Tribune Jan. 16, 2021.    It is worth your time.  Disclosure:  I know Alley, but I haven’t seen or heard from her since our brief acquaintance in 2017.

Back in 2017, Alley was an occasional visitor to the coffee shop I frequent.  I’d fix our very few conversations to about mid-2017.  She was probably in her 40s, grew up and lived in my town.  When she came in she visited with others who I didn’t know personally.

At one point, she expressed concern about sex trafficking anticipated at the 2018 Super Bowl, scheduled for Minneapolis.  It seemed a legitimate enough concern.  I did know a teen at risk of exploitation, so I paid attention.  That was Alley’s entree.

Politics entered.  I recall she was upset about some past demonstration which apparently had happened at a Republican Congressman’s home in our community of Woodbury.  I knew nothing about it.  I didn’t and don’t know the issue or the players.  To my knowledge the congressman lived and lives in Woodbury but represented another MN congressional district for a single term: 2017-19.

Apparently she knew him.  Her complaint triggered a very unpleasant memory for me.

I had her e-mail address.  I wrote her a single e-mail, pointing out to her an outrageous incident directed at me some years earlier at my home, after which I called the police. The incident was a late night ringing of our doorbell.   No one was at the door, but I  discovered fresh fecal matter on our doorstep.  A few hours before the incident a signed letter of mine, critical of the local Republican state legislator, had appeared in the local newspaper.  I don’t recall what the letter was even about.  It was just a criticism…that ended with that fresh s**t on my doorstep.

This was the last contact with Alley.

Apparently her activism increased resulting in her 15 minutes of notoriety in the Minneapolis paper a year ago.

Who is Alley, really?  I suspect I’ll never know.

I would guess there are plenty of similar stories out there.  The zealots, as Alley, are probably small in number, but committed.

She, and the other supporters of the insurrection and disinformation, and ultimately power and control, live as they will with the outcome they desired and facilitated a year ago.

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The leader of Alley’s pack, then President, was and remains a modern-day “snake oil salesman” of the very worst kind.  He benefitted by contemporary technology in a way that no old time snake-oil salesman could ever dream of.  He was and remains truthless.

Snake-oil is still and will always be, snake-oil.  It depends on suckers who’ll buy it, and there apparently are plenty of them still around.

My opinion: The  insurrection didn’t succeed a year ago, and the only way it will succeed going forward is the complacency of the rest of us.

Our job is to prevent the outrage of 2020-21 from ever happening again.

It’s in our court, totally, one person, one action, at a time.

AN ENDING NOTE:

PREDICTING OF THE FUTURE is, I think, a fools errand especially when it comes to assessment of others feelings and beliefs.  But looking forward, and back, is important, nonetheless.  Witness, for example, the well-dressed woman strategically seated at the coffee shop Tuesday morning, wearing a very stylish designer baseball cap with the words “Defend the Second” as its sole text.

Or the Christmas card, mailed Dec. 19, 2014, which I’ve kept all these years, from a lady my age living on a farm, some years deceased, “I pray for our country often.  It is in sad shape!”  I knew her well, thus what she meant.

The U.S.  a nation of unparalleled wealth.  Still, there are great numbers of impoverished and disadvantaged people, lots of them, but we too often pretend they are not our problem. We are such an immense nation, and so wedded to individual “responsibilitity” and “freedom” (for ourselves), that we are individually and collectively blind.

Yes, I see this in my own life, daily.  The temptation is to say bad things happening are not my problem.

We have been flirting with our own destruction for years.  We have chosen the course by our own demands.  We deceive ourselves.  We give meaning to the word “hubris”.

Last year was a horrible year, politically unprecedented.  (The NYT editorial for Jan 1, 2022, linked below, points out that 1891 was somewhat analogous. That was 131 years ago.)

The past provides learning opportunities.  Our years long friend, Annelee, now 95, spent her first 21 years growing up in Germany, from 1926-47.  She was a small town Catholic girl and saw the rise of Hitler and the Nazis first hand.

We have talked many times of her experiences there, and analogies to today.  She has truly “been there, done that”.  It can happen here.

The Nazis had a lot going for them in the Germany of the 1920s and 30s.  There are thousands of books and movies about that history.

Their leaders were brilliant.  Strategy and tactics and organization were strengths.  And belief.  They knew Power and how to exercise it in what was then an advanced society.

They freely talked of a 1,000 year Reich and believed it.  They took over everything; the ticket to success was to be a Nazi. And conveyed their belief to their people, amplifying grievance and resentment of clearly defined others.  They had lots of friends, including in our own United States.  (Personally, I’m 50% German nativity.)

But the 1,000 year dream unravelled quickly.  Nazi Germany had, essentially, a 10 year run, till about 1943.  May 8, 1945, it was all over.  Germany’s enemies helped it recover.  The Nazi leaders – those who lived – were subject to judgment. The soldiers and the others who survived went back to their ruined lives, to start over.

Yes, it was a short run – this pretension of glory.  We seem to be slow learners.

One of my relatives went back to visit one of our German family farms in 1954 and took a few photos.  Here are two.  Even with help, recovery from WWII was a long term process, even in rural areas which escaped the bombs and invasion.

Marie Schrup with Busch relatives in rural Germany 1954.  It is easy to overlook the fact that 1945 did not end the war for ordinary Germans.  Recovery took many years and lots of help through programs like the Marshall Plan.

Shrine at Busch farm in Germany 1954

I visited this same farm in 1998.  The grotto was still there.  It was a prosperous operation. Four of the sons of the farm were in WWII, all came home alive, none told their stories – so are the memories of war for those who get caught in it.  Our friend, Annelee, lost her Dad.  He refused to join the Nazi party and was drafted and it is believed he died in Russia near the end of the war.  So is the fruit of war….

Near 20 years ago, during the then-young war in Iraq, I saw a quotation attributed to Hermann Goring, second only to Hitler in the Third Reich.  The quotation (below) was so remarkable that I thought it must be fake, and set out to authenticate it, if possible.  Ultimately, I found the quote in the very book in which it had appeared in 1947, from the American psychologist who visited often with Goring in his prison cell at Nuremberg.

The quote is one pertinent for our present day.  Here it is:

“Why, of course, the people don’t want war. Why should some poor slob on a farm want to risk his life in a war when the best he can get out of it is to come back to his farm in one piece?

“Naturally, the common people don’t want war, neither in Russia, nor England, nor for that matter, Germany. That is understood, but after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine the policy and it is always a simpler matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship.

“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.”

(Quoted in Nuremberg Diary, p. 278, Gustave Gilbert, Farrar, Straus & Co., 1947. Gilbert was a psychologist assigned to the Nazi prisoners on trial at Nuremberg.  Goring later killed himself in his cell; the fate of the other power maniacs in Nazi Germany is well known.)

Our fate as Americans rests in our own actions.

Are we up to the challenge?

ADDITIONAL REFERENCES, IF YOU WISH:

New York Times Editorial Jan. 1, 2022 NYT Editorial Jan 1, 2022.  Highly recommended by our friend Annelee, who grew up in Nazi Germany is the new book “Midnight in Washington” by Adam Schiff.  Commentary by Heather Cox Richardson January 2, 2022.

My related post from Dec. 31 here.

Within the next few days, before Jan 20, I will be doing a post with individual thoughts about politics ahead in 2022.  Please check back.   Readers can easily subscribe to this blog (see below)

COMMENTS (more may be at the on-line section):

from Jeff: Excellent essay Dick.  I find the “opposition” very fragmented.  Discord and disunity and complacency amongst the wiser, truer side is sadly a weakness.  In my business career I found  Americans in my industry (logistics, farming, agribusiness) to be usually complacent.

New regulations regarding big rules for trucking,  ocean shipments, safety requirements in food and feed typically are not considered and planned for, they are always looming in the future…the Americans seem to think something will happen to free them of the need to change.
Perhaps this is human nature, I don’t know.  But I can hope that the “silent majority” would be appalled by what the extremist elite and Christianist rightist and crazies have in mind for America. Its just that it doesnt seem to affect them yet. Hope, I guess.
Another point on the local thing.  2 weeks ago I met with a couple who run the scholarship program for ISD 191 Foundation.  We talked in the end about some of the school board races, and the “group” candidates that ran, and of course the phenomena of outrage at board meetings from individuals ranting.
They said that didnt happen in [our town].  I think firstly because nearly 2/3 of our district is already diverse,  It seems to be happening in those districts where the affluent white community is already the majority and fears change.  In any case rather than giving individuals time at board meetings they developed a system of small group meetings sponsored by the board where individuals could make comments among small groups.  No hoo ra ra.  It removed the anonymity you get from being online, or even part of a big group at a large auditorium….interesting.
from Norm: A great and thought provoking blog, Dick.
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from Florence: I’ve relied on email communications re: the still active remnants of the Tea Party movement since the 1990’s. It’s surely alive and well here in [our rural Minnesota] area, including long-time friends and acquaintances. Expressing and owning my own views isn’t acceptable to them because I’m on the wrong side. It’s getting very lonesome but for [my husband’s] on-going support. Covid deniers have certainly made things worse! Too many days I long for the anonymity of big city living, but that’s not in the cards, and besides that traffic is overwhelming!
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from Rebecca:  Dick: I read your post-very interesting. I agree that 2022 is looking to be an unprecendentedly crucial year and I am vowing to bring my highest self to the task of being compassionate for those that I don’t agree with, as that is a spiritual task I have set for myself..
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from Joyce: “One Year Later” from The Weekly Sift, excellent distillation of a year.

 

In with the new….

In a few hours a new year begins.  I’d like to suggest looking ahead; maybe looking back as a prompt.

For the last 21 years, my “office hours” most days have been for about two hours in early morning at Caribou Coffee (City Centre) in Woodbury MN.

I offer two end of year photos from my corner:

December 24, 2021.  My “vintage” Caribou Cup will be on Antiques Road Show some day.  Priceless.  (Don’t I wish.)

At time of the above photo, the store was quiet.  Usually it is quietly bustling: people on the way to school, or work, or perhaps meeting to start the day, mostly quick in and out, pick-up, take-out.  A kind of scene most of us are privileged to experience.  A little calm before the storm.  Yes, a privilege.

Caribou is where I pick up the vibes of my town.  I’m there by myself.  Yes, it’s a habit.  We all have our own.  I seem to pick up energy from a certain amount of bustle around me; but I don’t aspire to be in the middle of it!

You see no computer in the picture.  No laptop or smart phone.  Personal choice.

If you’ve received a handwritten letter from me, it was probably written here.  As you’ll note below, my office has two windows, and is close to an exit – sort of plush digs for an old guy.

Dec 30, 2021, note mask at the ready….  Photo by daughter, Lauri.

“In with the new”?  It is easy to write a negative commentary about the year now almost passed.  Makes no difference which ‘tribe’ you’ve been pigeon-holed into (you don’t need to apply: you’re assigned.)  A war was decreed, and we’re the combatants.

I have a lot of time to think, in my corner, and I also see a lot of people just being themselves, not only at the coffee shop but also other places: ushering at church; walking at the health center; in line at the post office or store; on and on.

Basically, we don’t fit the tribal stereotype.  People, generally, I find, are community centered, which is to say, polite, understanding, generous, tolerant.  We’ve learned things like ‘social distance’, basically.  We generally don’t swagger around with the tribe colors, whatever they are.

The news emphasizes the others – the ones  I really infrequently see in real life – the bullies, loudmouths, etc.  Yes, I experience them, but rarely.   They aren’t among friends, and they know it.

We are basically a decent bunch, all of us.

But we can’t take any of this for granted.  It’s too easily lost.  Democracy takes work from all of us.

Just something to consider as a New Year begins.

Happy 2022.

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A good summary of the year just passed is here.  Check out Heather’s self-description – an impressive lady.  It’s very easy to subscribe, simply click on her name.

My next post will be January 6, 2022.

 

Good Deeds

Earlier this afternoon I stopped at an area supermarket to pick up an essential food in my daily menu: bananas.  This gave me an excuse for coffee, and to pick up one other needed item.  Just an ordinary day, Dec. 28, 2021.

A gentle snow had begun while I was in the store – the big fat flakes gently falling, perfect for artists depiction of “over the river and through the woods”.

My car was covered by perhaps an inch of snow, enough to sweep, but no rigor required.  The man the next car over was sweeping his own car, and as I reached mine, he did my car as well.

“Thanks and Happy New Year”, I said.  I had no idea who he was: just one more stranger in my town, as I also was in his.

The action took all of a minute.  Off he went, as did I.  Just another day in our town.  A memorable small act of kindness, just because….

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This singular act outside the grocery store got me to thinking back over the last days, weeks, months, years.  As I write, I am visualizing a list of small, unnecessary, memorable actions by others that have made my life, and the lives of others, better.  One small – maybe even tiny – deed at a time.  Mostly they are people I’ve never met, will never even see again.  Their only name is their action.

I’d invite you to think about such actions by ordinary people in your own life that made your life better in 2021.  I guarantee you, it won’t take long, and you’ll be surprised what arrives on your own list of good deeds given to you, not the opposite.  If the spirit moves, and you know who they are, let them know how they contributed to your life, probably without their knowing.

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As I write I think back to an assignment I was given by my friend Judy Maghakian in the early summer of 2019.

The assignment came before we left on a two week trip via AMTRAK to Seattle, ending in Davis CA.  She was hosting a summer workshop at Macalester College, and she asked me to talk on the topic Servant Leadership to young people mostly from other countries.  Our trip is highlighted in yellow below.

I didn’t know what “Servant Leadership” was, except I thought it must be about actions by ordinary people in living their ordinary lives.  (There are books on the topic, if you’re interested.  Just type “servant leadership” in your browser.  I really haven’t read any of them before or since….  I have experienced this kind of leadership often.)

My focus wasn’t on prominent people, rather on people whose daily service is truly at the micro level – person to person.

So during the trip I very simply started to list things that I had experienced by ordinary citizens in the places we visited: a kind porter on the train; some passengers who were birdwatchers, enroute to an event; two native Americans engaged in good works back home in Oregon…on and on.

Not long before the trip I had touched base with my friend, Frank Kroncke, who has a compelling story going back to the peace movement of the Vietnam era.  I decided to ask him if he’d be willing to be co-presentor.  He agreed, as did Judy.

Together, I think we had an enriching hour of engagement – certainly nothing fancy, but fancy was not expected.  Servant Leaders by my definition are not fancy people, by and large.   Here is what I wrote at the time; (Servant Leadership is the second half of the commentary.)

Do your part to make 2022 a Happy New Year.

My neighborhood Dec 28 2021. about 2 p.m.  Directly across the street is the tree (below) that is lit every night. It brings brightness every time I see it.

Nov. 30, 2021

COMMENTS (more at end of post)

from Fred: Good suggestion for the new year! Overall, I have so much to be grateful for, that small acts of kindness and compassion might well be overlooked.

Have you noticed how often people go out of their way hold doors for others? The practice has grown more over the years. Of course it is possible that I started doing only after maturing. That was about four years ago so maybe I’ve got it all wrong.

Happy New Year, Richard!

from David: Thanks Dick, we will continue another year of peace work. Thanks for your support.

from Barry: Same to you Dick. I hope there will be some good news for this messed up country of ours.

from Rosa Maria: Lovely post, Dick.  May we all do good deeds to others and appreciate the ones that other do for us.

from Judy:  Dear Dick, you are a remarkable communicator and person.  Thank you, thank you.  God’s blessings to you in the New Year.

Again, thank you for YOU and your communication.
from Steve: Thanks for the note and encouragement to spend time with the random moments of civility, friendship, and thoughtfulness.

from Martha: Dick, Thanks for sharing these uplifting reminders of the good in this world.  That and the wonderful winter photo was just right for this dark, quiet, winter evening!  New Year’s Greetings to you and Cathy,

from Darleen:  When I was teaching at the Business College, I held a week titled Random Acts of Kindness.   It was quite successful.   Now I am grateful for those who find and bring a motorized cart for me.   There are many who help unload my cart by putting the groceries in the trunk of my car.    On occasion there have been teen-agers who have been VERY helpful with doors, reaching items that are on a top shelf, and various other needs.   Some have even helped bag the items.   It is interesting to learn who helps and who walks on by.

 

 

Memories

Related here and here.

Kevin Kling and ensemble Orchestra Hall Minneapolis Dec 19, 2021

Today is Christmas Eve.  “May your days be merry and bright….

I choose, this year, to look back, as viewed by others from their own perspective.  I actually have a long list; I choose to comment, briefly, on three.  The photos which begin and end this post come from a marvelous program at Orchestra Hall on December 19, featuring well known humorist Kevin Kling, and the local and wonderful Capri Big Band.  Here are the program notes: Kevin Kling et al Dec 19 2021

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Years ago – I think it was the spring or summer of 1998 – I was at the Village Green of Concord MA during some local festival, and happened across a small group of Dixieland musicians.  I struck up a conversation with one of them, Norm, and we’ve kept in touch all these years.  Each year I look forward to his envelope, always addressed using meticulous calligraphy.  Last year came a change, and this year a new version via e-mail.  The text is included at the end of this message in its entirety, with no editorial comment.  “Tis the season….”

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Two or three Sundays ago, Julie who occasionally serves we customers with coffee at Caribou came over to my table.  She knows I do family history, and this time she told about one of those memoirs from a relative she knew little about.  I had a chance to glance at the typewritten memoirs, 20+ pages, written as people write, less than precise English, incomplete sentences, etc.  There were some clues about this person:  origin Norrkoping Sweden, about 1885, some rural townships in West Central Minnesota more or less between Alexandria, Fergus Falls and Staples; thence a move with some time in Montana; thence Pasco and Bellingham WA.

Three pages were missing – why or because of who unknown, but certainly there was some significant story, as yet unknown.

My advice to Julie was to use the rough manuscript as a starting point; and for her to simply write down any scraps that she had heard from anyone about people, dates, places – no matter if they’re complete or even accurate – they are blanks that can be filled in one piece at a time.

My most important piece of advice: don’t change a single word or phrase.  Let the document be exactly as it is.  Probably it was someone typing from a handwritten document, with its own errors.  But it is one of the starting points for reality of her own family story.

I told her I’d be writing this.  I hope she reads it.

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Just two days ago, literally, I noticed a yellowed newspaper clipping here in my home office, and decided to look at it.  The contents are below.  How did it come into my possession?  I’m not sure.  Almost 100% certainly it came via my parents, who lived in Grand Forks at the time (April 18, 1976).  And my Dad did the first several years of country school teaching at Allendale #1 in rural Thompson ND.  You will note there is a little piece of the article that is missing.  I can reconstruct that, most likely, some rodent nibbled at it over the years.  The Grand Forks Historical Society will hear about this, for sure.  They are mentioned in the article.

Grand Forks ND Herald Sunday April 18, 1976, p 37 (article follows)

Grand Forks ND Streetcar, Grand Forks Herald April 18, 1976

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“I’m Moving

Piled high boxes, the chances slim

Of which one the Christmas cards are in. 

It’s not to worry, the two lines above

Have started this season of scarf and glove

With some doggerel and like the year past,

No stamp, no zipping boots…the new die is cast.

And  new mantra, “refuse, rethink and rejoice,”

Sit back and tap the words of YOUR choice.

Forget Mr. Hallmark, he’s doing OK;

Same old words said the same old way.

And that post office trip, and maybe fall.

Some folks, I suppose, like to crutch down the hall.

With ailments enough, (I know I’ve plenty,

And don’t recover rapideamente.)

Sit back a moment, put on the brakes,

Think of the time writing cards takes.

Sealed, not delivered, now comes the freight,

(I’m sure you’re aware, it’s now fifty eight.)

How many cards? Small fortune indeed.

You know at the Ritz you’d have quite a feed.

Just sit back, in comfort, your two fingers tapping,

Next hit the send, then back nipping and napping.

Oh these days of Covid and that protocol, 

Card disinfecting (should be us) with alcohol.

Dig in firm, ignore the wail,

Sent today…received today…email.

“What!” they say, “no card…tis treason,

We care not at all your reason.”

They’ll come for me of that I’m sure…

Who’s that knocking on my door?

You know it’s that season, that season where

A slight bit of empathy infuses the air…

I guess it’s ‘bout time for summing things up,

These grumbling insides are ready to sup.

So Merry Christmas it’s now time to tell,

And though fats the chance, a peaceful New Year as well.

If you’re spinning a dreidel, by the fireside curled,

Happy Hanukkah, though passed, still: Oy To The World.                Norm..”

The Capri Big Band, pre-concert, Orchestra Hall Minneapolis Dec 19, 2021

COMMENTS:

from Jerry:  Thanks  for your Christmas blog, Dick.  I ran out of stamps sending Christmas cards.You are right that sending cards is expensive, both for higher postage rates and because cards seem to have almost doubled in price.  Greetings at Christmas and best wishes for 2022.

from Judy:  A very blessed Christmas to you Dick.  Thank you for all your excellent communication.  Peace to you.

from Brad: Merry Christmas et Joyeux Noël Dick, thank you for reminding me that giving is needed throughout the year. Your insights, thoughts, and kindness is always appreciated – you have a very lucky family!

from Leila: This is the third year I’ve enjoyed reading your messages for they’ve inspired me to remember different highlights from my otherwise ordinary life.
Wish you and your family a merry and bright Christmas .
Peace

from SAK in England:

Many thanks for that Mr Bernard & for all your work & blogs throughout the years!

Wooden streetcar – in such a cold climate? Perhaps it brought warmth & comfort!

Another lousy year I am afraid. Let’s not complain however but hope for much better times for this miserable humanity!

Wishing you & yours a Merry Christmas & a much improved New Year.

from SAK, Dec. 25 2021

Spare a thought for the Magi who travelled in the dead of winter with gifts for the new born Saviour!

They had no streetcar, wooden or otherwise!

 

“A cold coming we had of it,

Just the worst time of the year

For a journey, and such a long journey:

The ways deep and the weather sharp,

The very dead of winter.”

And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,

Lying down in the melting snow.

There were times we regretted

The summer palaces on slopes, the terraces,

And the silken girls bringing sherbet.

Then the camel men cursing and grumbling

And running away, and wanting their liquor and women,

And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters,

And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendly

And the villages dirty and charging high prices:

A hard time we had of it.

At the end we preferred to travel all night,

Sleeping in snatches,

With the voices singing in our ears, saying

That this was all folly.

 

From T.S. Eliot (an American who moved across the pond!): Journey of the Magi

Many embark on ventures that others think are folly & yet, & yet . . .

I have always liked that poem & the rest is great as well.

Lowell Erdahl

Rev. Lowell Erdahl died Dec. 14 at age 90.  He was very well known in Minnesota.  Details were in the Dec. 19 Minneapolis Star Tribune, which can be read here: Lowell Erdahl obituary Dec 19 2021.

Lowell Erdahl, with his twin brother, Arlen, at a Minnesota Alliance of Peacemakers event Nov. 15, 2009.

My particular connection to Rev. Erdahl was in the area of peace and justice.  As his obituary states, “throughout his life he was an advocate, champion and leader for peace and justice.”  He “walked the talk”.  Lowell joins a long list of peace and justice leaders who passed on in recent years.  Their legacy is now the responsibility of those of us for whom they were mentors.

Those active in the movement for peace and justice will likely recognize the names of some of Lowells colleagues who have passed on.  These are leaders I came to know personally.  My apologies for any inadvertent oversights of others who I missed.

It’s our turn, and our children generation, to carry on.

R.I.P. in the last 20 years :   Lowell Erdahl, Hank and Dotty Garwick, Joe Schwartzberg, Lynn Elling, Leslie Reindl, Mary Rose Goetz, Mary Lou Nelson, Mary White, Don Irish, Lyle Christianson, Veryln Smith, Wayne Wittman, Bob Heberle, John Braun, Tom Atchison.

Your additions to this list are solicited.

Best Wishes at this Season

This morning the Friday morning regulars at the next table had completed their Bible study and were visiting.  One lamented that the news was all “politics”.  That’s true, of course.  We – every one of us – is “politics”.  And we can’t, and we mustn’t, avoid it.  But it is Christmas time….  

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Three thoughts come to the surface to end this year.

“You Raise Me Up”: Dec 15 brought one of those “forwards” that is truly extraordinary.  Below is the text accompanying the  4 minute video filmed on a street in Maastricht, Holland, for Netherlands public TV.

“The incredible story of Martin Hurkens…

For 35 years, Martin Hurkens made his living as a baker.Though he’d always dreamed of being a professional opera singer, he didn’t have the money to stay in music school. So, he sang while he baked (much to the delight of his customers).

Then one day, Martin lost his job with nothing to fall back on.  So, Martin took to the streets of Holland.   He’d place his hat down and sang his heart out, hoping for any donations he could get.

In 2010, Martin entered a reality TV talent show called “Holland Has Talent.

…And what do you know – this aging singer came in first place and was thrust into the spotlight.

In the incredible video below, Martin returns to the very streets that gave him the confidence and faith he needed to pursue his dreams.

Though his recording career took off after he won the competition, it’s as if these passers-by hear his perfect tenor voice for the very first time.

As Martin belts out the classic contemporary hymn, “You Raise Me Up” a stunned crowd gathers around him, wandering up to place money in his hat.

Enjoy this video, here.”

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A Christmas Gift:  Back in 1985, June Johnson, then a teacher at Bigfork High School, wrote a wonderful memory of an early career experience in a country school in North Dakota.  Here it is, in pdf form: Chips from the Northern Branch

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The Station:  Back in the day when Ann Landers was a must-read, she published, at least twice, a marvelous short essay on living a life entitled “The Station”.  I saved both.  Perhaps you’ve seen the writing, perhaps not.  Here it is, brief, and very worth your time: The Station001

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Finally, I highlight once again the marvelously decorated tree across the way from our house.  Extra special thanks to Laura and Kyle  Kubes for the unique gift of the season:

Nov. 30, 2021

COMMENTS (more at end of post):

from Bob:  Thanks for sharing this, and do have a Glorious Christmas Season.  Your old friend and colleague.

from Leo: Merry Christmas and a Blessed and Happy New Year to you and your Family….

from Jermitt: WONDERFUL.  THANK YOU.

from Christina: Dick, thank you so much for sending your “ending a year” blog. We read each of the articles and we’re so touched. That Ann Landers article so good that I want to pass it on to each of my kids.

from Molly: Molly regularly provides favorite pieces of poetry, and this is her offering at Winter Solstice: 2021 Winter Solstice poetry

 

Reflections at Sixty

Today, hats off to Uncle Frank Bernard, who, at age 26, was beginning his 7th year as a sailor on the USS Arizona at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, December 7, 1941.  And to his shipmates as well who also went down with the ship.  (I had the privilege to meet Frank in person, just five months before his death at Pearl Harbor.  I was only a year old, but no matter….)

Frank Bernard USS Arizona, undated

Happy Holidays!

Three years ago Dec. 4, 2018, they wheeled me in to ‘slice and dice’, and I came out some hours later the proud owner of a new aortic valve in my heart, compliments of a bovine, to whom I’m forever grateful.  60 years ago at about this date I finished the last class for my college degree.  There’s a lot of water under that bridge, somewhere around 21,000 days in all, “practice” at being an adult!

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These days I typically leave the house before sunrise, and November 30 I was greeted by a newly decorated tree across the street:

Nov. 30, 2021

I hardly ever rhapsodize about lawn decorations, but this tree spoke to me, symbolizing the season.

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For a number of reasons, 2021 has not been a “normal year”.  I have some recommendations for you this season and forward:

  1.  Ken Burns has partnered with PBS and others to form a new web presence.  I encourage you to at minimum visit the new site, Unum (as in E Pluribus Unum, “out of  many, one”), explained at Ken Burns home page.
  2. John Noltner has just published (September 2021) his third book, “Portraits of Peace, searching for hope in a divided America”.  There are 31 short chapters, each about 6 pages, each generally about one person John interviewed somewhere in the U.S., each chapter deserving of personal reflection and discussion in such venues as book clubs. A bonus: John uses these chapters to reflect on his own experiences basically when the 2008 recession forced him to change his well-established career.  Check out the book, and John’s website, here.  The website has much information of value.
  3. I happened to be watching TV on November 21 when the news shifted to the tragedy around a parade in Waukesha WI, in which 5 were killed and 48 injured.  For a long while, all that was known was that a red car was involved, and that the driver was in custody, but unidentified.  I will always remember the law enforcement official – the resident expert – commenting several times on why people do such evil things.  As I recall his mantra, the usual back-story reasons in the aftermath most often comes to be one or more of the following: Greed, Power, Hate, Revenge or Escape.  Of course, usually we immediately transfer this diagnosis to the alleged perpetrator.  It occurs to me that a good exercise for each of us at this season is to reflect on these words as they might apply to us, individually, now or at any time in the past.  It may be a bit uncomfortable, but, I think, useful.
  4. Finally, in looking through some archival material this fall, I came across a booklet from June, 1955, a commencement address at Hamline University in St. Paul.  The speaker, John Cowles, was taking a stab at predicting the future for the graduates.  Cowles, publisher of the newspaper that today is the Minneapolis Star-Tribune, was 56 years old, a graduate of Harvard many years earlier, and predicting the year 2000, which would be about the future retirement age for most of the graduates.  Here are his interesting remarks: John Cowles Hamline June 6 1955.  How do you see 45 years from now (2066) in our U.S. and world, when today’s college kids are about retirement age?  This isn’t an idle exercise in these unsettled times.

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Here’s my most recent photo.  At right is college grandson Parker, my birthday kin kid, albeit 62 years younger.  In background, hardly visible, is Cathy, and at left is Grandson Ryan.  Photo by my daughter and Parker’s Mom, Joni.  Thanks and Merry Christmas.

Thanksgiving 2021

COMMENTS (more at end of post):

from SAK:  Many thanks for that especially the address by John Cowles to the graduating class of 1955.

He got some things right (population explosion, dwindling resources, communication watches . . .) &, as he himself predicted, got other things wrong! I think it was Niels Bohr who said “Prediction is very difficult, especially if it’s about the future”.  What I really liked was his warning about a possible nuclear war. Feels like we are closer to such catastrophe than at any time during the past few decades. He declares himself an optimist at the end of his address – I wish I myself could be as optimistic. Perhaps he would have toned down his optimism had he also predicted the climate crisis & the growing tensions between the US & China as well as the internal divisions poisoning so many countries.

Still I liked his address so much I converted it to a Word document – not as easily done as one would think assuming all the technological advances that he predicted!

Towards the end of his speech, he said:

“I hope that those of you who share my belief that the attainment of universal, enforceable disarmament is the most pressing problem of the second half of the 20th century will spread the doctrine with missionary zeal. I hope that those of you who are not convinced will continue to study and ponder the problem, always keeping in mind the alternatives.”

Surely the alternatives are too horrendous to contemplate but instead of universal, enforceable disarmament we have an escalating arms race with ever newer gadgets like drones, hypersonic missiles & cyber warfare. Friedrich Schiller got it right: “Against stupidity the very gods themselves contend in vain”.

Most of us will remember John Lennon’s Imagine (“Imagine all the people living life in peace” etc) well I also remember that the same John Lennon was shot dead on  December 8th, a day like today, and for no good reason.

But this is a special season & I have put up a few decorations & intend to be Merry!

Merry Christmas & a much improved New Year to all,

Two Unions Mature

In a few months I’ll note the 50th anniversary of becoming a full-time teacher union staff person (March 1972).  This post is a personal reminiscence.  Another with a similar emphasis will follow on or about December 7.  The above photo was taken Nov. 30, 2021.

I’m getting on in years, and back in February I sent an e-mail to about 40 former colleagues from my teacher union career (1972-2000) inviting them to reminisce about the union years, up to and including the year that the Minnesota Education Association and Minnesota Federation of Teachers merged (August 31, 1998).  This was an important event, now nearly a quarter century old and the subsequent organization, Education Minnesota, seems to be functioning very well today.

Following are my own personal recollections of my teachers union, first MEA, then Education Minnesota, from 1972, when I joined staff, till 2000, when I retired.  Included are a few other recollections, note particularly those of colleague Stephanie Wolkin. Education Minnesota Alumni Reminiscence (5) At pages 40-43 are listed nearly all persons who were staff of the merged unions before and through the year of merger, 1998.

If you were part of either MEA or MFT in those years, or know some one who was, especially one who was active in the Unions, you or they may find these recollections of interest.  Additional memories are solicited.

SOME PHOTOS

MEA MFT Education MN – It required a tremendous amount of compromise to finally bury many years of competition between the two teacher unions.  The photo of the MEA was taken at the single time the professional staff went on strike against its employer, the state Union.  I happened to be President at the time, and I’m one of the two people pictured, beside my colleague Dave, who’s the one looking at the camera.  Strikes happened.   But except for a single year, 1981, they have always been rare.

MEA PSA ca 1979 – PSA was the professional staff union for MEA staff.  As one can quickly note, we were mostly young people – from our 20s through 30s.

MEA SoWashCo Conv April 1999 – My staff passion/preference was working with family-school-community partnerships, a priority of the Association.  This was one such assignment, at the end of my career, in the school district which later became my present home.  Here is the program booklet for the evening of the conversations themselves: Community Conversation 1999

MEA Staff 1995 & 98 – The staff met frequently, and in general worked well together.  The professional staff was generally approximately 50 staff.