The First Day of School

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Sep. 10, 2020, from The Washington Post, comments from readers on school opening.

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Sep 8, 2020: Today, students at the Middle School.  First time since March.

Not until the end of this week will anyone have any real notion of how many students will actually report in this time of Covid-19.  Similarly, only the future will tell which unusual bumps in the road there will be – Covid’s continuing impact on our lives.

I took the four-mile drive to the Middle School twice today, once about 8:30 and then another trip back about 1 p.m.  Neither trip did I even think of trying to touch base with my daughter, the schools Principal.  Anyone who has ever taught knows the dynamics of the first day; few of us can even comprehend how the Covid-19 Crisis makes Day One even harder.

The second trip a staff person was directing traffic at the entrance to the parking lot; there were school buses gathering; and traffic was being directed to the back of the school, apparently for 6th grade arrivals.  In the parking area were two signs, “7” and “8”, apparently for 7th and 8th grade, later.

My understanding is that today and tomorrow are orientation days for the 6th graders; Thursday the 7th and 8th graders make their appearance.  Everything was orderly.  I’m aware that today’s information may be outdated and superseded by tomorrow.  That’s how it is at this point in history.

The staff person and I chatted, but very briefly – his business was attending to parent traffic, probably some parents new to the school, as their oldest graduates to Middle School.

Years ago I was a junior high teacher, in the days when grades 7-9 were in junior high school.

Jumping from “Top of the Heap” in 5th grade, to “Bottom of the Barrel” in 6th grade is a major change in a youngsters life.  We all know this from our life experience.

I really applaud the apparent staged transition from elementary to middle school such as I was witnessing today.

There are lots of challenges ahead, no doubt.  But I think the faculty and staff are equal to the task at Oltman and the other schools now beginning.

I wish everyone well.

At some point I hope to be able to fill in the blanks about how it went today and this week and this month….

Oltman Middle School Sep. 3, 2020

Uncle Vincent’s Onions

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A friend in LaMoure County ND saw my recent post featuring Uncle Vincent’s mailbox, and in part replied:  “As a member of the LaMoure Farmers Market, I remember him bringing onions and a few other vegetables to the market to sell.”

This brought to mind a memory or two of Vince, who died five years ago, and was the last of the Busch’s who had occupied and worked the home farm since 1905.

The onion comment caused me to remember this photo I took  May 17, 2013.  

By this day, Vincent’s sister, Edithe, had been in the Nursing Home for some months.  Neither ever married, but really depended on each other.  Part of Vince – Edithe – was missing this May day in their garden, and his own condition was deteriorating rather rapidly;  A few months later his own destination was the same Nursing Home, down the hall from his sister.  She died a few months later.

Their garden space was almost an acre, less and less used as their circumstances changed.  It had once served a large family in a time when canning, rather than canned goods and frozen foods, was customary.  It was always a place to visit.  Sometimes a “crop” was spectacular flowers, specifically planted there.

Each winter, Vince and Edithe got the seed catalogs in the mail, and ordered some seed, planting it in the garden.  Some crops, like sweet corn, were prized by raccoons and deer.  Such crops dropped off the list.  The rhubarb and a couple of apple trees flourished on their own – no help needed.  The garden space was always too large, and each year less and less was planted.

One year, Vincent ordered some sweet onions, and he picked a winner.  We can attest, they were delicious.  They became an annual crop.  Apparently he set up a space at the Farmers Market and sold some of them in the summer.  His “brand” at the Farmers Market.

By the time of the photo, Vincents general health was failing quickly, so nothing had been planted in a timely manner.  It would be the first year of no garden.  But he was insistent on planting his sweet onions, probably knowing, deep down, that he wouldn’t be able to nurture or harvest them.  But planting them he did.

At Vincents funeral in Feb. 2015, a few of his farmer neighbors were sharing stories.  One of them remembered a time when he was over to help Vince with something or other.  They took a break and Vincent made a sandwich for his neighbor who, on taking a large bite, found it to be an onion sandwich – not quite what he expected.  But it was a sweet onion, and quite okay.

The group had a good laugh, and I wondered how Vince would have taken the good humor.  He was a quiet sort of fellow; on the other hand, I think at the end he would have been okay with the story, which the others found hilarious.

We all have our stories, and this one, on Labor Day, is dedicated to a farmer who loved his farm and his community.

He’s at peace, and the world is the better for Vincent Busch and the other Busch’s and Bernings having been part of it.

“The Road to Abilene”

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An idea for Labor Day weekend….

The week just passed, I was involved in three Zoom meetings.  Another is scheduled for Labor Day.  In my world, Zoom seems to have become the paradigm for the future.

Yesterday I got to thinking back to a film I had seen at some staff workshop way back in the 1980s.  I couldn’t remember the exact name, but it was about a road to somewhere, and a parable of how we humans get stuck in stupidity (my interpretation).

I kept thinking about the film, in the way I think about things, and finally, about 5 p.m., “Bingo”.  “The Road to Abilene” was resurrected.

I found several renditions on YouTube, not the film itself, but the one that seemed most pertinent was “The Abilene Paradox“, an actual two hour workshop in 1981 conducted by  Jerry Harvey, the PhD who’d coined the phrase.  “The Road to Abilene”, is based on a real family story.  Harvey was a professor at George Washington University, and most likely the venue for this talk was Washington D.C.  (If you have trouble accessing, at YouTube search “Abilene Paradox, Dr. Jerry Harvey, 1981”)

As I write, I’ve watched only the first 40 minutes, but I’ll do the entire two hours this weekend.  It is well worth the time.

At minimum, watch the first 20 minutes, and watch it in context with the world you inhabit today, right now.  You can frame it anyway you want, but watch it as if you were sitting in that auditorium today, in 2020, facing a national election in less than two months.  You will relate to it, I can assure you.

Have a good day.

POSTNOTE:  When I watched the actual film (on a 16mm reel to reel).   I was teacher union staff during particularly turbulent times in the teacher union movement.  It was half a lifetime ago for me.  I’m now 80.

This week, these were the Zoom calls:

Monday, helping a friend by watching him practice his very first Zoom talk, which he’ll present on Zoom next Monday night.  This first one was just he and I.

Wednesday, a one hour Zoom with seven people, from Vice-President candidate Kamala Harris, U.S. Sen. Tina Smith, MN Lt Governor Peggy Flanagan to four grass roots folks: a lady who’s a parent; two MN state legislators, a child advocate in special education; and a Service Employees Union leader.  The topic was the 2020-21 school year in the age of Covid-19: safety, schedules, technology and child care (as I recall).  It had the usual imperfection anyone who’s zoomed has come to expect, and there’s only so much that can be done in 45 minutes.  This is new.  But it was very much worth the time, and I’m grateful I learned about it.

The session opened with the words: “Kindness, Empathy and Humility”, and the participants reflected these words.

Thursday, was a regular organization meeting of a group I’ve been part of for years, who’s had to put on the shelf in-person meetings for an indeterminate, and possibly permanent time.

At the Thursday meeting, one of the “youngsters” proposed that all of us watch a movie on-line on our special interest focus, and let the rest know within a week.  Abilene will be my choice, though on Thursday I had not even thought of the topic at the time.

POSTNOTE 2:  August, 2020 (see archive) was my “politics month”.

This month I’m going to endeavor to publish no more than one political theme per week, this being the first.  I would suggest the last two September posts, which were not posted until the end of the month are worth your time. (Trusting In Dishonest Times, 8/30, and School Opening, 8/31.)

Labor Day, I have a family recollection: Uncle Vincent’s Onions.

There won’t be regular reminders, but if you’re an off-and-on reader, something will likely motivate me to write a couple of times a week.  Just call up the archive by the current month.

We’re in troubled times.  Do your best (often, times of crisis bring out the best.)

COMMENTS (more at end of post.)

from Brian: Dick,  yes we saw that film at the Univ. of Houston in a management class.  I remember it well!

from Annelee: Annelee Woodstrom grew up in Adolf Hitler’s Germany and has lived in rural Minnesota for almost 75 years.  Her book, War Child, and two others, remain available and are excellent and from the heart primers on how life was for a young person who grew up in tyranny.  I comment at the end of her words:

Sep 5: “Dick, I am really pensive lately, when I think about our children , grand- and great-grandchildren’s future.
What are we leaving behind? Presently, the country is torn asunder, will we heal in time? I  have seen and lived much.
I am almost glad that I am nearing the end of my life. Today I thought of Uncle Pepp and what he told me in 1945.
  You find the article beginning on third paragraph, page 122, WAR CHILD
  If you read it, and want to add anything, feel free to do so.”
Earlier, Sep 5: “Dick,
I read your blog on the Road to Abilene, it got me thinking:
You know I live in a community of many Trump supporters. I feel we are somewhat ahead of 2018 because we state our differences when we discuss Trump vs. Biden.
However, we haven’t learned to listen to each other and try to reach a meeting point.
It is most evident when one looks at the demonstration that presently destroy our cities, and reach a point of no return.  [Dick: see my comments at end of this letter]
The “Black Lives Matter” organization  feels they have a cause and they must fight for it until they win.
If it takes destruction to make a point, so be it! We need to defund our police force, we need to have committees that select who protects us.
Surely these are valid points, but those actions at the demonstration have so far offered no resolution.
What I offer, let us speak not as Democrat or Republican, let us speak as human beings.
Surely, I am with BLACK LIVES MATTER. BUT I FEEL NOT JUST BLACK LIVES MATTER, ALL LIVES MATTER.
MY LIFE SHOULD MATTER AS MUCH AS YOURS.  WE ALL WERE CREATED BY GOD, OR YOU MAY SAY OUR MAKER—
DID HE MAKE ONE LIFE WORTH MORE THAN THE OTHER?  I DON’T THINK SO.
I offer my Uncle Pepp’s analysis of humanity:…….. (I just take some of his reflections, opinions that apply to our time
as well  as they did in 1945.
“We learn a lot in a lifetime, but no one in the world learns about keeping peace. every time there is a war, they say it is for
some cause and then it will bring peace forever. The human species is the dumbest species there is. For thousands of years they have fought, maimed and killed each other for one cause or another.”
Uncle Pepp’s eyes bored into mine, “ You think this war is the last war?  Anneliese, don’t mind my laughing. Someday you may have a son who will get his draft notice to fight in another war. Again, they’ll  promise you. ‘This is the last of all wars.’
On the other side there is a mother who will have to send her son for the same reason.  To stop war!
What we have not yet learned is the simple truth: Wars lay the seeds and breed another more horrible war than the ones before.”
Uncle Pepp came close to me,” maybe you will make it through this war.  You will if you are lucky and have say about it.”
He kissed me on the forehead , “Now go and do come back..”
It is hard to brlieve that was 75 years ago. 
I am thinking: how much have we learned since, and how much has changed?
At my count, America has been in five major wars, and smaller skirmishes.”
Dick in response Sep. 6:  Annelee, you and I have known each other for 17 years, and we’ve been to your town in northwest Minnesota quite a number of times.  I feel I know your community quite well – a county seat of 1,700 people surrounded by rich farmland.  As you know, your community would be strong “Trump country”, though as you also know, you and many (but not enough) will and have voted Democrat in the past, and will again.  .
I also know well the city, Minneapolis,  that was visited by violence in the wake of George Floyd’s death on May 25.  Where he died is a half mile from where your son worked for an entire career.  Your son knew and respected the character of this neighborhood far better than I could know directly.  He was there every day..
And, of course, you grew up in small town Germany from your birth till age 20.
There is, of course, a great disconnect between small town and city, geographic distance and all the rest.  I wonder how to make an equivalence that is understandable in your town.
Just for thought: imagine your towns business district, in both Minnesota and earlier in Germany.  Just visualize it.
Consider that on a late spring night the entire business district was attacked by some unknown people with many buildings destroyed and many more damaged.  Many people were masked. It is unknown to this day who the perpetrators actually were, though this is coming to be known in bits and pieces.  It does not appear to be the neighbors who live in the neighborhood.
Imagine further what I saw in this neighborhood from the day after the violence to this day.  None of the homes within the community – at least none to my knowledge – were touched by the violence.  These are the same people who depended on the businesses that were torched and vandalized.  These were ordinary working people such as live on your own street today.
The violence after May 25 was directed at businesses that served the community.  It makes absolutely no sense that the residents of those homes would destroy their own business district.
It would be like saying that your town was attacked by someone, and the businesses were destroyed, and none of your homes were touched by the violence.
It is just a thought: whoever did the violence after May 25 may well not have been even an active part of groups like Black Lives Matter.  These were others from elsewhere much more involved.
Just a thought.

School opening.

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“Where are you?”, I asked my daughter when she answered the phone on Sunday morning.  “At school.”  “I’m at Caribou.  Can I stop by for a couple of minutes?”  “Sure, but I’m busy.”

I dropped by and rendezvoused for a very short visit.  And for sure she was busy.  I borrowed one of her Grandpa’s many mantras “do your best”, and departed.

Joni is Middle School Principal of a large suburban Middle School four miles from where I type.  It’s essentially a brand new school – this is to be its third year, I think – and it has all the ‘bells and whistles’ of today’s technology.

It also has the dilemma shared by every school anywhere in the U.S. today.  The lurking possibility of Covid-19.

So…the previous time I talked to Joni, today was to be the first day of school, welcoming anybody who could get a ride from parents or other – no bus service, I gathered.  Possibly half of the students might come.

Sunday: no school yet today, at least for Middle School.  These are all higher level policy decisions: state recommendations, school board, etc.  And of course, if parents don’t allow their kids to go to school in the midst of a pandemic, there’s not a truant officer in the world that will be sent out to drag them into an environment they don’t feel is safe.

There is one constant in all of this, however.  In the 1960s I was an eighth grade teacher; in 1953-54 I was an eighth grade.  The species called “eighth grader” in 2020 is still about 14 years old, albeit armed with more technology and the like.

While there have been advances of all sorts, the kids are still the kids, though more packed into larger and fancier building than my mother attended in her eighth grade country school about 1921-22.

Since the school is so close, I’ll probably take a drive down there today, no stopping in.  It’s raining here today, so it would be an especially difficult day to start anyway.

I’ll just take a drive around the local area – there’s elementary and high school nearby – just to see what the parking lots look like.  And report back at this space a little later.

If you know a teacher, give them some love…they, their administrators, their colleague staff, and yes, their administrators, are going to need it, this year more than ever.

Joni’s “place called school” – Oltman Middle School, Sep 3, 2020

 

 

Trusting in dishonest times.

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In progress.  Check back.

September 2, 2020: We currently have a dangerous President in the United States, and the evidence is overwhelming, but too few people are even willing to consider this a possibility.  We are awash in disinformation.

Events in the last 24 hours are a good starting point: if we don’t care, we are embracing tyranny, and we will regret this.

Yesterday, the President was in Kenosha, and an excellent compilation is at Just Above Sunset: “What Trump Took To Kenosha“.  I refer frequently to this resource, compiled several times a week by a fellow retiree.  (The daily archive is in the right hand column at the website.)

Check back at this space later.

September 3, 2020: The night of the fires in Minneapolis was a terrifying one.  I first wrote about it here on May 29, titling it “A City Burning”.  It was a terrifying night.  The site was 20 miles away but as media portrays things, it appeared, as I headlined, a city was burning.

Those who live here know the rest of the story, to today.

Why bring it up again, over three months later?

That night someone passed along information that some amorphous “they” were coming to do violence in our city, and that they would be moving out into  our neighborhoods.  The shock of the fires heightened my concern.  I actually took the step of bringing into the house a piece of patio furniture and a metal planter that could be used by an evil-doer to break windows to enter our home, were our neighborhood invaded.

I had been suckered, as had the person who passed the rumor to me, and on and on.  I’m embarrassed to say that even now.  Thankfully, the next day I took a photo of the piece of furniture I had brought inside.  (I don’t mention this in my May 29 post).

“Security”, indoors, photo May 30, 2020

The fire damage in Minneapolis had been serious, but by no means universal, and specifically targeted at businesses which served the local community.  There was extensive breaking of windows of businesses.  But there was minimal if any residential damage of any kind.

The outside hordes rumored to be coming to my town or others, had not existed except in someones tortured mind, and infected others, like myself, who succumbed to fear-mongering.  As I have often written since, part of Minneapolis and St Paul had indeed been devastated, but the process of recovery, while slow, has been continuous.

Then comes Kenosha and the visit by the President of the United States there a day or two ago, and his spreading the rumor that hordes of black-clothed hoodlums flew in from other areas to wreak havoc.  Of course, these people are radical liberals and Democrats….  The rumor sounds virtually identical to the one I heard three months ago watching the fires burn in Minneapolis about May 28.

I got played for a sucker, back then.  I’ll admit it.

There will be endless reprises of this in the next months.  All stops will be pulled.  The perpetrator-in-chief will be the President of the United States.

Be wary.

The Washington Post has been keeping track of the President’s lies.  They’re up to over 20,000 so far in his first term – that is about 15 per day.  I can recall that the media generally hesitated to call Trump a liar at the beginning; they’re over it now.  Nothing he says can be trusted, and fact-checkers have a never-ending job.

This date, I noted a recollection of past versions of the hordes described above.  Remember the allegation of caravans of illegals getting ready to storm the border from Central America through Mexico?  And on and on and on.

We Americans are susceptible to fear.  At the beginning of Trumps term I did a blog about the nine-percenters, which seems pertinent now.  You can read it here.

I am also reminded of a long ago article I saw in U.S. News near 20 years ago.  It is especially pertinent these days, where white nationalists are being empowered and supported.  The article was about two pages.  At this moment, it has escaped me, but when I find it I’ll add it here.

September 5: This mornings Minneapolis Star Tribune front page banner headline: “Federal charges for ‘Boogaloo Bois”.  The long article speaks for itself.   This is no surprise to me, and I have said earlier that the process to justice will be a lengthy but inexorable one.

I’ve also seen from a couple of sources now, that the staged interview with President Trump in Kenosha, with a burned building in the background, was with a former owner of the building.  The current owner declined to be interviewed.

This mornings news also indicated that the Trump ‘law and order’ campaign is in trouble for using without attribution and permission film of the Minneapolis clean-up after the May fires.

There will be an endless barrage of this kind of thing.  Be wary.

 

The Coming Days.

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August 21 I wrote my personal endorsement of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris.  I ‘covered’ the DNC and Trump Conventions in this space the last two weeks.  Seventeen August posts precede this one, and at least one and possibly two will follow by September 1. Ten Tuesdays from now is Election Day.  Early voting begins later in September.

Every state has different rules for casting ballots.  Here’s Minnesota’s.  The name of all candidates on every ballot in Minnesota is now available on line.  Read your ballot very carefully, and know who your candidates are for all offices, and know what they stand for.  You have a single chance.  Period.

In 2016, 4 in 10 eligible voters did not even vote.  5% of those who did vote, voted for two fringe candidates, Gary Johnson or Jill Stein.  Hillary Clinton polled 3,000,000 more votes than Donald Trump.  Trump won the electoral college, and intends to win again, this time with a record to defend.

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If you happen to read this, you’re likely well informed about the abundant issues apparent in this election.  I’ve done 18 blogs this month, and thirteen of them have directly related to politics.

Today, I went back to the crime scene from late May, where George Floyd was killed; where my friends restaurant burned to the ground.

Down the street a half block from the restaurant is the burned out shell of the postoffice; across the street from the former Gandhi Mahal, someone wrote in the name of Jacob Blake from Kenosha.

One building away from the postoffice is the church, undamaged, which did yeoman service to the community in the times of trial after the fires.  A half block the other way I found Midtown Farmers Market, bustling with activity on a pleasant summer afternoon.

Within a block of the ruins of the restaurant I saw all sides of the present, the good and the awful.

I think the good will prevail.

Get engaged.

The ruins of the postoffice, with undamaged Holy Trinity Lutheran Church behind it, from 27th Ave S, Minneapolis, Aug. 29, 2020.  The church immediately became a relief center after the night of flames.

August 29, 2020, on the other side of the street from the ruins of Gandhi Mahal

The Midtown Market, ‘two doors down’ from the badly damaged 3rd Precinct Police headquarters in south Minneapolis Aug 30, 2020. The night of violence was about May 29.

Holy Trinity Lutheran Church Minneapolis 31st Street at 27th Ave S Minneapolis Aug 29, 2020

I have been back to this neighborhood many times since May 25, just to witness.  From the first day, seeing neighbors cleaning the residue of the previous night, I have been watching resilience.  People saying by their action that they are not defeated.

I didn’t expect to see the Midtown market yesterday; the gentle man who stopped me at the entrance, and asked me to wash my hands, first, gave an unexpected welcome to a sacred space.

To my right, a half block, the space which had been a burned down building was vacant, completely cleaned since my last visit.  I will keep visiting these spaces, places of hope in a troubled time.

Across the border, in Kenosha, already there are similar signs.  From the beginning, the parents of Jacob Blake, and others, are speaking.

A short while back, my friend, Kathy, gave me a book by Mitch Album, “have a little faith” (2009).  It is time to read it.  “Mitch Albom tells the story of two incredible men whose lives demonstrate what faith is all about.  They impacted his life, and now – without ever having met them – they impacted mine as well.”  Tony Dungy, former NFL coach and author of Quiet Strength.

Finally, these past days came our pastors John Bauer’s words on Racism: From the Pastor20200830_0001 (click to enlarge).  Actually, the words are from a colleague of his from St. John’s University.  These, too, are words of hope.

Evil triumphs only when good people do nothing.

Forward.

COMMENTS:

from Fred: Thanks for this post and its thoughtful, hopeful updates on the election and the current status in south Mpls neighborhoods.

from Jeff: Good thoughts monsieur, and justice must prevail, while bullets and torches should not.

from Carol: I have made up these slips (pdf below) to hand out to checkout persons, etc.  You can print them and cut in thirds. I’ve had good responses.  A young doctor’s assistant the other day said, “Oh, my mom’s an election judge and she calls me all the time to tell me about voting!  She’ll be excited to know you’re doing this.” Feel free to use. VOTING handout – CJT (click to enlarge).

from Judy: As usual Dick, thank you for this information.  Have a good day.

from Molly: Thanks, Dick. Good post & good reference from Rev Bauer.  Peace, Hugs, Blessings,

from a long-time Friend:  I image that you cringed as I did watching the RNC presentations when that anti-union teacher was on TV ranting about how awful the teachers union is.  I was on the engineering union board during the dark times when the … employment [in my very large manufacturer reduced by nearly two-thirds] in a little over a year and there was that sign board asking the last person to leave [our city] to remember to turn off the lights.  They had some very dynamic speakers on, but it would have been better if they had told the truth.

The battle between good and evil continues on, but I do have concerns that the voter turnout will  not be that great because people are getting so tired of all the back and forths.

from Thomas:  Thanks for keeping me on the list, Dick.  I always find your comments interesting.

from Julie: Thanks for making me more hopeful. It’s really hard right now. Especially living in the rural area with Trump signs all around me. I almost got run over yesterday by a motorcyclist who didn’t care that I was in his path. He swore at me for crossing too slowly and nearly ran right into me. I thought, “for him it’s more important the he has the right because the light had turned, than that there is a human being who he nearly killed.” That really struck me. I can’t stop thinking about how vulnerable we are right now. I am sure he’s a person who is hurting too.

from Mike: (this relates to a comment from Mike and my response, below): Solvable or not, it’s an argument worth having.
I’m sure we would agree that corporations are not people and that money is not speech. I don’t see why anyone who holds those views would insist that a vote for Howie Hawkins is a vote for Trump.  If you wish to revive this discussion on your blogpost, I will gratefully participate.

response from Dick: I surely support conversation.  Please note Lydia Howell’s comments, in the on-line comments, and directly below:

from Lydia, supplement to previous comment below:

Please understand that what I’m trying to say about going after people who vote Third Party:
1.It simply Does NOT work in terms of persuading 3rd Party people to vote for Democrats.(at least for president)
2.It is a strategy that IGNORES a far LARGER pool of potential Democratic voters–NON-voters, which may not have voted in the last election for a variety of reasons that, frankly,. the Democratic Party SHOULD have been dealing with for the last 10 to 20 years. I’m referring to REPUBLICANS’ VOTE SUPPRESSION techniques like closing polls in Black & Latino neighborhoods, obstacles to youth voting on college campuses, shrinking early voting periods, etc. All these voter suppression techniques have ESCALATED since the 2013 Supreme Court decision GUTTING Voting Rights Act, “pre-clearance” provision for making changes to voting rules, polls, etc. Democrats should be asking how they can reach more of that much of that larger pool of non-voters: are their ISSUES that matter to them that Democratic candidates could have some focus on? Is the challenge that VOTER REGISTRATION needs to be done far better?
3. .Democrats attacking Third Party voters only FURTHER ALIENATES these people from the Democratic Party. I can attest to this personally:  RALPH NADER is one of the most HONORABLE people to ever run for president & is STILL SCAPEGOATED for the 2000 (S)election of GW Bush by the Supreme Court–when VOTER SUPPRESSION was rampant in Florida–from (at least) 100,000 Black & Latino voters were PURGED from the voting rolls, when the VOTE COUNT WAS STOPPED by the “Brooks Brothers” (GOP) “protesters threatening the bi-partisan poll workers, ect. DR. JILL STEIN  is scapegaoted for the election of Donald Trump in 2016–when Hillary CLinton DIDN’T BOTHER to campaign in significant Midwest “swing states” & the Democratic Party FAILED (again) to address GOP VOTER SUPPRESSION like voter purges, closed polls,etc.
This scapegoating only FURTHERS DISTRUST of the Democratic Party, Dick–and distracts from PROTECTING OUR VOTE actions that the Democrats SHOULD  have been taking for the last 20 years. (The House of Reps, has FINALLY passed some legislation that’s stuck on Mitcvh MCConnell’s desk).
Again, I still vote for Demcoratic candidates. Sad to say in the U.S.–allegedly “the greatest democracy on Earth”–we are NOT given other choices most of the time. Two CORPORATE-sponsored political parties–one of the mostly “moderate” & afraid to take any firm stands on most things most of the time (Democrats) & the other an increasingly right-wing extremist party (GOP). The “choice” between the 2 is obvious!!!
In closing, I have been pleasently surprised by Joe Biden 9so far)–even though I’m quite aware of  his voting record. My HOPE is NOT with Bidebn: it’s with WE THE PEOPLE & that we don’t go into fetal position after Biden’s elected: that we continue organizing and making demands for a progressive agenda–which is the ONLY way to REVERSE the Trump-GOP destruction of the last 60+ years of policy that represents everyday people–NOT JUST Corporations and Billionaires. My hope is that, at 78 y-o Joe Biden cares about the FUTURE of our country and can be persuaded that some of his policies of the past had some “unintended consequences” that he’s got the change to change–a chance that DOESN’T come for most politicians.
In the meantime, I’m campaigning for him

 

A Dangerous Time.

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Friday morning I went for my usual walk.  It had rained a short time before, and was still overcast, a bit cool.

I saw five deer today, an unusual occurrence.  They were young.  The first three a little older, the last two definitely fawns, not all that worldy wise, though one of them knew the guy in the red t-shirt was not to be trusted; especially holding something pointed in the deers direction.  Not so the other one, who casually posed for a few seconds, before the partner convinced the other deer to flee.

But I got a good ‘shot’, so to speak:

Carver Park, Aug. 28, 2020

Earlier in the walk,  I heard what was very obviously a light airplane circling in the area above me.  This was even more unusual than the deer.  I never did actually see a plane, but it made several circuits, doing whatever it was doing.  I wondered what it was about.  It was up there 10 minutes or more.  Odd.

I didn’t/don’t know what to think.  Normally, I wouldn’t think about it at all, but we are entering an extremely dangerous time in the history of our country, election season 2020.

All of the election times in the past have had common threads.  Each has had their oddities, but basically my memories would be the same as everyone else’s: parades, lit, public appearances by candidates, etc.

This one will be very different.  Ironically, at the very moment I’m writing this – Friday 9:40 a.m. CDT – came an election solicitation in support of Joe Biden from John Kerry, former Secretary of State and then-U.S. Senator and candidate for President in 2004, whose t-shirt from 2004 I was wearing on my walk and in whose campaign I was active.

Part of Kerry’s message said this:

“None of the world’s most challenging issues can be solved by one country alone — not nuclear weapons, not China, and certainly not global climate change. Even the most powerful nation needs some friends on this planet. Vice President Joe Biden and President Barack Obama understood that and left office with a growing economy, preparations for a pandemic, and alliances that worked to advance America’s interests. Trump inherited all of that, and he squandered it.

We need a leader capable of fixing our broken economy, addressing the natural disasters that will only worsen with climate change, and facing COVID-19 head-on. I know Joe as a person and a public servant — from our years in the Senate to our years in the Situation Room, Richard, I know he’s more than up for the immensity of the job.”

If you’ve read this far, you know from numerous other sources the stakes of 2020 election at all levels.

We are at a very dangerous time.  Get on the court, and more than simply voting.

12:43 PM Friday, Aug. 28

Maybe the circling plane this morning makes sense.

When I got home I learned that Mike Pence was coming to Minnesota today.  I will predict that “law and order” will be part of his remarks, wherever he surfaces…there has been another series of incidents in Minneapolis – succinctly, someone killed someone, and then killed himself and social media blamed the police and off we go again.  The definitive story is still being written, but the blame in this case might be misplaced.

I am reminded of the infamous tactic which has been used for years.  The fancy name is ‘agents provocateurs‘ – troublemakers covertly inserted  to discredit the legitimate demonstrators and create chaos.  They are hard to target, almost impossible in these days of masks and social media, but the possibility that the unrest fanned by these folks is not to be dismissed, in these days of white nationalists and incitement of racial grievance.

Who sets the fires, breaks the windows, even the looters, is not always at whom the finger is pointed.

Within the last two hours I was at my coffee shop and an older couple was sitting at an outdoor table.  The woman was looking at her iPhone at what obviously was some forward whose topic was Black Lives Matter variations.  She was commenting to her husband about it, in a disapproving way.  They were both older white folks.  This is the kind of stuff that whirs around, and will increase in frequency in the next weeks before the election.

Caveat emptor – let the buyer beware – the veracity of information.

There are endless topics to be covered such as the Christian issue; the Post Office, etc.  More later.

POSTNOTE: 7:22 a.m. Saturday, Aug 29:  Just Above Sunset recaps the White House and New Hampshire speeches of Donald Trump: A Hailstorm of Hatred.

The Trump Party, Day Four.

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The former U.S. Post Office, 27th Ave and 31st St S in Minneapolis August 24, 2020

Tonight President Trump makes his case.  I don’t plan to watch.  After three and a half years I know exactly what to expect.  I am enemy.

Back in June, I wrote to a friend I’ve known for 62 years, and who supports Trump: “[In]n the last 62 years only in the last three have I felt totally excluded – and in 31 of these years a Republican was President.”  There was no response.  Today’s Trump party dismisses and insults losers (like myself, I suppose), modeled by its leader.  It is an unprecedented and shortsighted view of power and control.  Win or lose, those who support this president will find out the folly of their selection if he is elected to a second term.

While difficult to accurately quantify, in the last 20 years, Republicans (in which I include the current Trumpers) have been dominant in government for a dozen years (including the most recent 10 years of the Tea, now Trump parties); Democrats for 6, and two years were basically ties.  The basic data is here: U.S. Government001, the party of the President, and whichever party controls the House and the Senate.  We have badly divided government, and it is no prize to even those who despise government.  There is a cost to disunity.

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My opinions are an open book – every one of my 1589 blog posts since 2009 are archived here.  Many are about politics.

When Trump first ran I didn’t have much of a position about him.  I knew next to nothing about him since he’d never held elective office, and to this day I have never seen a single episode of his TV show, and only once had I been to New York City.

I knew Hillary Clinton as a person with great and distinguished government service over many years.  I also knew that she was under incessant attack from enemies who likely saw her potential as a leader many years before she ran for President…and in fact won the popular vote in 2016.

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When Donald Trump speaks he is mouthing the assorted grievances and fears of his base, which is about one of four voters.  Yes, this is a lot of citizens, but by no stretch a majority.  Thus the effort to reduce turnout by any means necessary.

From the beginning President Obama’s first term, the Trump/Tea philosophy was to make Obama and the Democrats appear to fail.  They continue this disinformation and campaign of division.  President Obama and Vice-President Biden were among the most distinguished and effective executive teams we’ve ever had.  This makes them a threat to some.

Apparently I, and people like me, are radical left-wing liberal anti-religion, especially anti-Christian socialists, not far from communist.  Of course, it is not true, but it apparently plays well in certain circles.

Let’s leave it at that for this moment.  I’ve written several companion posts on this topic in the month of August.  Feel free to check the index.  There will be at least one more before the end of the month.

Trump Convention

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As readers know, I have great respect for Just Above Sunset compilation of national political news.  His summary of yesterday is below.  Check back later if you wish.

Those Minor Details, about Tuesday of the Trump Convention as gathered by Just Above Sunset, Tuesday, August 25.  Tomorrow, some comments about the nominee and his base.

POSTNOTE,  August 26.

August 26 is the 100th anniversary of the 19th Amendment, Women’s Suffrage, became the law of the land.  Colleague and friend Jane Peck of Lanesboro MN has produced a show about Women’s Suffrage.  Here are some details from her: “Our show, Votes for Women! Rally 1920, about Minnesota’s suffrage movement is on video (and a second video with What Happened Next.)  Thanks to our video project donors, you can watch it at your leisure, for free.  

Votes for Women. Photo, from Jane Peck

On our brand new website you can find [the] links for the  Votes for Women!  video and all our other shows! You can even donate there! We hope it is an easy website address to remember. We thank MLT Graphics of Rochester for creating our website.  And one more way-

A live outdoor socially distanced performance of Votes for Women! Rally 1920!   is planned for Landmark Center, St. Paul on their east side steps during a Thursday noon performance  event in late September or early October.  We will send an email alert when we know the date.  Free! 
Three ways to remember the work of thousands of Minnesota suffragists (30,000 registered in MN in 1919.)- Millions more around the U.S.
Honor them by watching their stories in our show and, most importantly, by voting this fall!”

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Sunday on my walk I met a neighbor coming in the opposite direction.  We see each other seldom, but are friends.  One of us asked the other, “are you going to watch the Convention?”  He said he was probably going to watch; I concurred.

Today, we ran into each other again on the same route.  We’d watched small parts – this wasn’t uplifting or enlightening.  Tuesday’s Star Tribune headlined on page one “GOP Paints a Dark Picture”.  The STrib is Republican leaning.  I was surprised, but only a little, at the headline.  This Convention uses the Republican name and logo, but it is not Republican.  That is for the former leaders of the old GOP to deal with, later.

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As I write, an increasingly ominous Hurricane Laura is bearing down on Louisiana.

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When I visited the Gandhi Mahal area Monday, I saw “Jacob Blake” scrawled several places on plywood covering windows.  “Jacob Blake”?  It wasn’t till later that I learned that story – a man shot seven times in the back.  That story rages on like the hurricane.  The news is full of its implications.

(Aug. 27, 2020: see Kenosha This Time, Just Above Sunset.}

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My school Principal daughter, Joni, had her birthday yesterday.  I stopped by her middle school in mid-afternoon to deliver a card.  I asked about school opening plans.  Best I understand, school opens for students on Monday; possibly half will attend, and those are the ones whose parents can/will bring them to school.  No bus routes as yet.  The staff will do the best they can under the circumstances.

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Then there are the wildfires in California – the season is beginning again.  My brother in Davis sent this picture then from his home of the sky in his town.

Davis Ca August 19, 2020 by John.

John’s note as follows: “Just a quick note to let you know that: Yes it’s August, yes, it’s fire season in California, and yes the closest fire to me is 20 miles of flat irrigated orchard and row crop land away from the nearest big fire in Vacaville and Lake Berryessa.

Major impact to me is extremely poor air quality, a ton of ash on the patio and driveway, and very very hazy sun as shown by the attached photo taken from out my outside my house. “… [T]he smoker even extended up [as] far [as Lake Tahoe] – and that’s about 100 air miles away.

We are seeing some evacuees coming from Vacaville, but they’ve got that city fire pretty much beat down and people are returning their homes there also. Major impact is going to be the loss of some really pristine and very highly hikeable and bikeable land in the wilds between here and Napa. Fortunately minimal reports of serious injury and or death – and this is all lightning caused.”

Update from John as of August 26: “…the fires are still burning, and air quality is still in the unhealthy range throughout most of Central and Northern California. “

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And, of course, Covid-19, now over 180,000 Americans dead, easily the world champion in this category.  Here’s the google data.  Today, I saw the spin on the death toll, first publicized by Peter Navarro back in January that, theoretically, there could have been over 2,000,000 deaths in the pandemic.  That very worst case scenario estimate wasn’t useful till now.  So goes the current spin, only 180,000 deaths is a great success….and the beat goes on.

So much for the whole truth.

Trump Convention: Freedom

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PRE-NOTE:  An Angry Country Right Now

Monday morning I decided to go over to the sites of George Floyd and Gandhi Mahal, just to see the area up to date.  A picture at 38th and Chicago is in the Monday post.  It ws quiet, an ordinary day in the working class neighborhood.  There were a few of us there, the streets remain blocked for a block on all sides, open only to people who live in nearby houses.

I also stopped by Gandhi Mahal, the restaurant destroyed by fire that week.  No change in status.  This time I took photos of the post office at the end of Gandhi Mahal block, which was also destroyed in the turmoil.  Here is a snapshot from the front of the building.

10 a.m. Aug 24, 2020. This is a half block from the Gandhi Mahal restaurant

A few times I’d stood in line at that post office, part of the neighborhood.  It was my cousins post office.  Now it no longer exists, until it is rebuilt, IF it is to be rebuilt.  More about this and other post offices later this week.

To my knowledge, no one has yet been addressed in the fire-bombing of the postoffice, or my friends restaurant a half-block away.  They both served their surrounding community, as did most of the damaged or destroyed buildings in the area.  Odds are the malicious vandals were not part of that community.  We won’t know who the perpetrators were perhaps for months or years or possibly ever.

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It happened that Monday was also the day that Louis DeJoy, postmaster general, appeared before a Congressional Committee.   I had watched for awhile.  All details, including escape and evasion of actually answering questions will be filled in in following days.  The drill at hearings, I find, is ‘escape and evasion’ on the one hand; and building a record on the other.  The meat and potatoes come later; following the theater of the public hearing itself.

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Monday night I planned to watch at least part of the proceedings, but I didn’t last very long.  There have already been over four years of Trumps constant grievances, echoed by his supporters, who have walled themselves in on the dark side, waiting for Armageddon to give them paradise, while the rest of us burn in hell.  (I’ve been to Armageddon.  It is, indeed, a place.  You can look it up.)

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I’m glad I made my return visit to south Minneapolis Monday morning.  It’s the ninth or tenth time I’ve been over there since right after George Floyd’s death at the corner of 38th and Chicago.

Life on the surrounding streets is normal; the monument in the middle of the intersection is tasteful.  Handmade, quiet and respectful witness to a death.

38th and Chicago, Minneapolis, Monday Aug 24, 2020.

I title this post “Freedom” since I think the present conflict is between two distinct definitions of the word.  In a recent Washington Post column, well known conservative writer Hugh Hewitt concluded “[Americans] are calculating their future security, prosperity and, crucially, freedom. Freedom is the undervalued variable in 2020 election calculations. Americans love their freedom.”

We all love freedom.  Left and Right differ markedly on what that means, I feel.

On the one side, the side I prefer, are human rights for all.

On Hewitt’s side, and this was the litany over and over again last night, was freedom for the winner, the individual who gets the prize.

“We” or “Me”.  That is the conflict this year.