Finally, Government by the Three Stooges: Trump, Pence, Bannon

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Forwarded by friend Tom Crane:

“When the field is nationwide, and the fight must be waged chiefly at second and third hand, and the force of personality cannot so readily make itself felt, then all the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre — the man who can most easily adeptly disperse the notion that his mind is a virtual vacuum. The Presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. We move toward a lofty ideal. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”

 -H.L. Mencken, writer, editor, and critic (1880-1956)

On The Big, Bad, Horrible Day I

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What I did on Inauguration day. First, found a plumber to fix the leaking copper pipe in our laundry room. Not an easy chore up here in the mountains. Tom and I ate breakfast at the Crow Hill Cafe. Then headed out to the Happy Camper. Bought some edibles. THC. Indica.

Came home. Talked with Tom. Nap. Got up. Not much after that.

Went into Evergreen in the evening and ate supper with Tom at the Saigon Landing. Picked up Kate after services at Beth Evergreen. Home to bed.

From an NYT conservative, David Brooks

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“We’ve never had a major national leader as professionally unprepared, intellectually ill informed, morally compromised and temperamentally unfit as the man taking the oath on Friday. So let’s not lessen the shock factor that should reverberate across this extraordinary moment.” The Internal Invasion, NYT, January 20, 2017

It’s Almost Here.

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Yes. Tomorrow.

Groups have begun to emerge. Right here in Conifer there’s a good start, one I intend to join. A couple who make kites has organized it and the general thrust sounds good. Will also be a chance to meet fellow progressives who live here. Beth Evergreen has not, yet, gotten anything started though I believe that will happen.

The Wall of Meat must be checking their bikes right now, making sure their pipes are loud because loud pipes save lives, or so say the bumper stickers. The Rockettes. Wonder what they’re thinking about? All those women. I hope it turns out massive and raucous. Those bibles, Trump’s family bible and Lincoln’s. My question. Will they burst into flame when he puts his hand on them? Just sayin’.

I will spend the day with good friend Tom Crane who’s flying in today. We’ll have dinner here tonight, a fire and conversation. Tomorrow, inauguration day, we’ll motor over to The Happy Camper, where Kate and I buy our maryjane. Not sure, of course, but dispensaries all across the U.S. might see an uptick in sales after tomorrow. Gonna watch cabinet secretary appearances before the Senate? Don’t bogart that joint, my friend. Take it down and pass it over to me.

As to the knee. Which now comes near the end of my thoughts as I write. Little pain, mostly gain. My physical therapist said I was healing “incredibly well.” Good to hear. The big deal now is restrengthening muscles that have weakened over the years of arthritis caused bad biomechanics and lack of exercise post surgery. My right hip muscles are especially weak. Kat and Katie, p.t.’s at Select Physical Therapy, have me putting a small red rubber band around my ankles and walking sideways for two minutes at a time. May not sound like much, but ouch!

Jon and Jen have a good offer on their house. They accepted it and now await inspections, then closing. Provided all goes well this will relieve the last major impediment to moving on after the divorce. Jon will use the money to buy a new house in Aurora, the large Denver suburb where he works as an art teacher. He will be glad to give up the commute from Conifer, returning to riding his bike to work.

2017 will have some upsides, then. Never underestimate the power of unintended consequences, even with the Trump. Could be some positive things there, too.

 

 

 

Wall of Meat

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Cox said that Bikers for Trump is a “patriotic” group ready to protect all Americans during inauguration weekend and that its roughly 200,000 members trust that law enforcement can do the job.

However, he told Fox News a day earlier: “In the event that we are needed, we will certainly form a wall of meat. We’ll be shoulder-to-shoulder with our brothers. And we’ll be toe-to-toe with anyone who’s going to break through police barricades.”” FoxNews

17. Watch out for the paramilitaries.

When the men with guns who have always claimed to be against the system start wearing uniforms and marching around with torches and pictures of a Leader, the end is nigh. When the pro-Leader paramilitary and the official police and military intermingle, the game is over.    A Yale history professor’s powerful, 20-point guide to defending democracy under a Trump presidency  Quartz, November 28, 2016

Fighting Trump

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Morpheus continues to elude me. Not sure where he goes, but I wake up, or never fall asleep at odd points throughout the night. Getting old.

I’m going to devote the day after the inauguration to reviewing files I’ve saved in an Evernote folder titled, Fighting Trump. I’ll be looking for a way to act over and against the flood of plunder monkeys (Stephen King) taking up residence in the White House and various cabinet posts.

All politics is local as former speaker of the house Tip O’Neill was fond of saying, so whatever I find will need to have a close connection to Colorado. Could be sagebrush rebellion and public lands related. Maybe immigration. Water policy. National parks. Could be something else. Not sure yet. Need allies, too. Perhaps at Beth Evergreen. Perhaps Progressive Colorado. Perhaps Climate Change action.

 

My Avatar in Minnesota

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I was at the table last night when the Woolly Mammoths gathered at Scott Simpson’s house in Minnetonka, Minnesota. Scott and I tested the Skype connection earlier, both on his laptop and on his new phone. When Mark Odegard came early, I spoke with him using Scott’s phone, able to see and be seen. Video phone calls! No flying cars, but…video phone calls!

Mark told me of his desire to go to Burning Man, holding up a coffee table sized book featuring various art installations from this annual festival of strangeness. He’s always got a next adventure coming on line. This was involves camping out, carrying in all your food and water (a gallon a day for the weeklong event), and required participation. “No observers” is a Burning Man rule.

Later on I was able to check-in along with Bill Schmidt, Warren Wolfe, Frank Broderick, Scott and Mark. This time I was on the laptop at one end of the table, able to see most of the guys, though when individuals checked in, somebody would turn the laptop so I could see that person.

Part of the beauty of 30 year old relationships is knowing the backstory. When Frank talked about helping a young dancer, I knew about his relationships to the arts, especially opera. When Ode talked about Elizabeth and her family, I knew them, having married Ode and Elizabeth. As Scott talked of being snubbed in his workplace, I knew the story of his transition from counselor to financial planner and his plans underway to retire. Warren spoke of cleaning things up at home. I knew about the time when he owned four houses. Bill had positive news for his venture, U-Face-Me, a possible investor. I knew about his coding, his work on mainframe data storage, his life as a Jesuit. Just as, when I spoke of Shadow Mountain, of my new knee, of the book I’m writing, they knew about my past as a Presbyterian minister, of my two ex-wives.

We can hear the subtle resonance of words and feelings, know often where the current dilemma fits into a life. I felt lucky to be part of the meeting last night. Not the same as being there physically, but nourishing in its own way.

Irony Builds Strong Bodies 8 Ways

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inaugurationA gentle snow falls at 5:00 am here on Shadow Mountain, kicking off inauguration week. As my brother, Mark, wrote, we’re about to have the biggest political change in our history on Friday. Irony, thy name today is the calendar. Yes, it’s Martin Luther King day and our president-elect, knowing still his base, has made it a day to declare John Lewis a man of too much talk. The layers of irony could not be separated without a welding torch.

There is this, too. The world’s 8 richest men hold as much wealth as the poorest 3.6 billion, half of the world’s population. (NYT on Oxfam report, 1/16/17) In what must be the chief irony of this moment (choosing from so many) a billionaire who has gold plated rooms, towers named after himself and a callous disregard for truth, justice and the American way came to the Presidency thanks to those left behind by this Gilded Age on Steroids.

gilded-age.gjf_The takeaway from this challenge to the roots of our Republic lies in understanding the power of the left behind. In this case those left behind are the former rulers of the land: white men and their families. Their advocates include the KKK, the White Citizen’s Council, various militia and tea party groups and Donald Trump. Wow. Look at that sentence. Yes, the election was lost because former manufacturing workers, miners, those without a college education, came together for one last grasp, leaning far off the carousel horse for the brass ring.

Note that they are far from the only left behind. Think of those 3.6 billion. Think of those whose residence here has suffered barrier after barrier to equal citizenship: blacks, Latinos, LGBT folk, women, immigrants, Native Americans, those very Americans whose champion, Martin Luther King, we celebrate this day, four days before the inauguration.

chaplinBut. Working class whites were left behind. Their pain is real. Their anger justified. Their choice of solutions abysmal. 100 years from now historians will be able to see this strange time we call the 21st century and perhaps be able to pull apart the strands of circumstance making it what it is. Was it really globalization that cost all those good-paying blue collar jobs? How much did automation have to do with it? What role did the increasing diversity of the United States play? We are moving to a nation in which no ethnic group will be a majority of the population.

One real and very difficult problem is education as a divider of the nation*. This excerpt from an ABC News article and the reality of 8 men owning more than 3.6 billion people make a quick explanation for the rise of right wing populism not only here in the U.S., but in Europe, too. The truth is neither liberals nor conservatives know how to repair this chasm. Liberals have ignored the pain of downwardly mobile whites and paid in the coin of the political realm for it. Hopefully, we will now come together as a left-wing and promote policies that will lift up all working class people, once we discover what might work.

BTW: repealing basic health care is not the route toward a solution.

*”Americans with no more than a high school diploma have fallen so far behind college graduates in their economic lives that the earnings gap between college grads and everyone else has reached its widest point on record.

The growing disparity has become a source of frustration for millions of Americans worried that they — and their children — are losing economic ground.

College graduates, on average, earned 56 percent more than high school grads in 2015, according to data compiled by the Economic Policy Institute. That was up from 51 percent in 1999 and is the largest such gap in EPI’s figures dating to 1973.

Since the Great Recession ended in 2009, college-educated workers have captured most of the new jobs and enjoyed pay gains. Non-college grads, by contrast, have faced dwindling job opportunities and an overall 3 percent decline in income, EPI’s data shows.

“The post-Great Recession economy has divided the country along a fault line demarcated by college education,” Anthony Carnevale, director of Georgetown University’s Center on Education and the Workforce, said in a report last year.” ABC News