American Charity

So what is it about the American ideal?  What separates us from other enlightened people?  What is special about living in this country?

Let’s let that sink in a minute.  While they’re  off-the-cuff questions, how they’re answered may say more about us than we would like to realize.  Consider this:

We have a long-established rights in this country, although these have been eroding for years.  Check your copy of the Constitution, starting with the Bill of Rights.  Depending on your political persuasion, you may favor the First Amendment (freedom of speech, religion, and the press), or the Second (the right to bear arms).  Oddly, there is no amendment guaranteeing the right to privacy, although the courts over the years have construed one based on language already in the Constitution.  At best, there may be a presumption of a right to privacy.  But that and $4 gets you a Starbucks coffee.

But while you’re considering rights of citizens, think about whether they apply to non-citizens.  Oh, now there’s a can of worms.  Think immigration policy, welfare benefits, voting rights, and so forth.  Wherever you come down on these you’ll certainly find equally logical reasons to oppose your thought.

Now here’s a new consideration.  What about people who, although citizens, aren’t like you?  Do they enjoy the same rights and obligations?  The same Constitutional protections?

Let’s set the scenario.  Your country, because of bad intelligence or bad intent, places economic sanctions on a country.  Clearly, the intent is to work our will as a rich and powerful country without resorting to invasion.  For example, we and most of the world, have placed sanctions on Iran because of their perceived intransigence on their nuclear program.  And as of this writing, it seems to finally be working.  The Iranian currency is in free fall, and it may have the result in a “better” Iran.  But don’t count on it.  It may result in a more destabilized Iran, or one that lashes out with bombs they don’t have.  Instead, count on it as punishment.  Will the leadership be punished?  Maybe – but certainly the population at large will be.

Not so many years ago, before the invasion of Iraq (you know, ‘Nation Building’) and after the absolute, without-a-doubt weapons of mass destruction charade, we had placed economic sanctions on them.  Did they work?  Did Saddam flee in terror?  Um, no.  What was the net result?  Poverty.  Abject, unadulterated poverty, visited upon those who can least afford it.  People couldn’t afford medical care, shelter or food.

So let’s talk just a minute about charity.  Lots of people the world over support various causes that cross international boundaries.  Doctors Without Borders, UNICEF, missionary work done by your church, Red Cross, Save The Children, the list goes on and on.  All are worthy causes, and they allow the donors to contribute to something they believe in, something they personally support.  And we, as Americans, applaud this.

So let’s put all of this together: Take an American citizen with a starving family in Iraq, suffering in large part because of sanctions we placed upon the country.  Not only are his dollars supporting a cause he believes in, they’re supporting members of his own family who were destitute.  Pretty much any of us would do it if we had the means and the situation.  But because of the sanctions, it was illegal to send money to Iraq – even though the government admits none of the money made it to Saddam or his regime.  So what did our government do?

Dr. Shakir Hamoodi was sentenced to three years in Leavenworth Federal penitentiary and began his sentence August 28.  Once that sentence is complete, he will be on probation three additional years.

The conspirators on Wall Street who stole millions?  No prosecutions of merit yet.

Kinda makes you proud to be an American, right?

Here’s the link to the story, written by a British journalist.  It’s good to see he’s not subject to our journalistic conventions.

 

American Spring?

Last year we witnessed an astounding collection of uprisings against dictatorships in the Middle East.  Starting with Tunisia, then Egypt, then Libya, dictators have been replaced by…what?  And for how long?  At this point in time, it appears to be a mixed bag.  Egypt, currently run by the military, is enjoying the first reasonably open election ever.  Whether it will result in the military relinquishing power is yet to be known.  Libya, and to a lesser extent Tunisia, appear to be more stable, although they will have an interesting future.  Syria?  Who knows how that will evolve?  Will Al-Assad’s regime collapse under the weight of its own repression?  If recent history is a guide – and it probably isn’t – the ruling family will take refuge in another country, leavingSyriato the wolves.  One thing that is uncomfortable for many of us Western types is that while the popular uprisings have a faint whiff of democracy in the air, it isn’t exactly your mother’s (or your Uncle Sam’s) brand of democracy.  

The reasons for the uprisings are manifold, but primarily centered on repression and corruption.  The two generally go hand-in-hand, and for good reason.  Exhibit A of greed being one of the seven deadly sins is apparent when dissecting governmental doings. 

What’s interesting to note is how the US has supported, at least publicly, the revolutions.  Even though we have tolerated or actively worked with the repressive regimes, we’ve positioned ourselves on the right side of history by claiming that we are ‘with the people’.  At least until someone takes power that promotes our ‘national self-interest’, at which time we’ll drop the facade of being with the people.  Such is the cynical way the world operates.

But this whole process over the past couple of years begs the question: Could it happen here?

American history is rife with malcontents, revolutionaries, and thugs of varying stripes.  Ever since before the Revolutionary War, when there were as many against independence as for it.  After the war, there was Shay’s Rebellion.  Since then, there have been strikes, riots, rebellious groups, cults and movements.  Yet for better or worse, we have more or less escaped from having another revolution.

But could that change?  As written previously, we’ve seen our civil liberties circumvented or done away with entirely, usually in the name of National Security.  As of now, it would be difficult to name one liberty that was suspended and subsequently returned to us.  At some time, there may be a tipping point reached where we as a nation rise up and say ‘Enough’.

Will that actually occur?  Evidence is sketchy at best, but between the Occupy movement, militia groups, Tea Party adherents and a general sense that government is not working for us all point to the possibility that we will, in fact, reach that tipping point.  What will be interesting is the collection of people supporting a take-back of our government.  Really, can you imagine a Tea Partier and an Occupier working together for a common goal?  If so, it would be a marriage of convenience.  Keep in mind the adage “the enemy of my enemy is my friend”.  But that’s only until the next battle.

It’ll be interesting to see if this ever gels into the public taking back their government or whether we continue to cower, content with the knowledge that Big Brother is truly knows what’s best for you.  Just like sheep.

 

To Kill or Not to Kill

It’s been said that with the advent of the Internet that you will eventually find something you’ve posted that will come back to haunt you. Maybe you’ll make a comment about an old girlfriend that your wife might stumble across. Even worse, you might post or tweet something that a potential employer might not find palatable.

This could very well be one that blows up in my face.

It would be best if this one never had to be remembered, let alone written or spoken about. But since the therapeutic value of time has been less than rewarding, perhaps writing about it will prove to be helpful. Maybe this time it will be OK to let things go, to not let the bitterness of the past years continue to fester within. Even, maybe, to forgive. Every person who has tried to write is told to put something of themselves into the story. As painful as that is, here goes.

In 1999, my ex-wife moved out with her then boyfriend. In 2000, he was arrested for “Rape 3rd: Victim less than 17 years old, Perpetrator more than 21 years old”. Of course, this does not tell the story. It was not a one-time occurrence. It was continual.

He was a 37 year old raping the 15 year old daughter of his girlfriend. My daughter.

He was convicted, served six months in county jail and is as of this writing still on probation for this offense. His sentence will end in May, 2013. Her sentence will continue for life. Our sentence will never end.

My daughter has not had the best of hands dealt to her. She is the unfortunate recipient of her grandmother’s and uncle’s manic depression – what in common terms is now referred to as bi-polar. With no other outside interference, this disease/syndrome is foul enough. Some learn to live with it. Some have or had to have psychological treatment, as my mother did. Others need medication to ‘round out’ the symptoms so they can lead normal, productive lives. But for most, to one degree or another, it’s the gift that keeps on giving.

Add into this the trauma of sexual abuse by someone who professes to love your mother. One whom you looked toward as something close to a father-figure, one with whom you should be safe. Secure. Innocent. Instead, you are the victim of evil visited by a narcissistic predator, one with his own girls to raise. Now he has raised the ante to six victims.

The tragedies are manifest. Not the least of which are those aided and abetted by our judicial system. There is an interesting concept in our way of life: you must repay your debt to society. Your actual victim? Nothing.

Oh, his was among the most stringent punishments handed down in New York. He is branded as a Level 2 Sex Offender. It will follow him around. As the assistant DA told us, having a six month incarceration and ten year probation was heavyweight, because the alternative was an indeterminate sentence of from two to four years in State prison. But then his sentence would be complete. His debt to society would have been fulfilled. He was also required to reimburse our out-of-pocket expense for my daughter’s psychological treatment. After a few sessions, she determined that treatment was not helpful.

And then she attempted suicide. Not once, but twice. She was involuntarily committed to a treatment facility. Not once, but twice. She was released upon her insistence on her 18th birthday, because we could no longer require she be treated.

She is now 26 years old. The fact that my daughter has survived this has been a blessing from God. It has not turned out perfectly, but sometimes you need to accept what is as good enough. I’m grateful that I can still talk to her.

You can learn a lot about yourself in how you react to tribulation. I am disturbed to admit that I’ve failed the part of forgiveness miserably. And in some small measure, that’s why this is being written.

When I was a teenager, when we were proving ourselves to each other, there was a joke/debate about what we’d do if we walked in and found our girlfriends in bed with someone else. Of course, with teen bravado, we all claimed we’d maim or kill one or both. As a matter of fact, when that did happen in my first marriage, I merely turned around and left, after retrieving my suit from the closet.

That was an instance that I’m proud of. I didn’t maim or kill. Heck, I didn’t even raise my voice. It would have been pointless.

But I’ve spent a fair portion of time over the last eleven years plotting evil. No matter that his debt has been paid, more or less. It isn’t enough. His sentence should not end until hers has ended. My righteous indignation as a father, my perverted sense of justice, my absolute desire of retribution has not been satisfied. I’ve contemplated various types of torture, from the sublime (interrupting his marriage to ask if the bride knew about his pedophilia) to the ridiculous (injecting bleach intravenously while skinning him alive with a battery-acid soaked filet knife). I’ve learned much from watching Schwarzenegger and Willis films in methods of stopping just short of death while inflicting maximum pain. While thinking about writing this over the last few days, I was going to include his Sex Predator and his Facebook web pages. While grim, there is a part of me that would gladly serve time for having extracted not just a pound of flesh, but enough to level the scale in my warped attempt to make him pay for the damage he has done to my daughter.

Over the years, some have commented on my restraint in not taking revenge. Some have laughed nervously when I mentioned some diabolical way to make him suffer. Actually, it’s my ultimate belief in God that has hamstrung me to the point where he is still walking and able to take food. He did undergo a jailhouse conversion to Buddhism, and I hope Karma is a bitch. But short of that, it’ll be waiting on God’s judgment for me.

It’s too bad there hasn’t been a happy ending to this, yet. Time will tell if I continue to plot pain or not. At least for now, writing this really has been therapeutic to the point that at this moment I am not seething. Sometimes you need to accept what is as good enough.

 

Urban Renewal?

If you’ve never been to Syracuse, you’re not missing much.  Oh, don’t misunderstand – it’s very pretty, unless you have a dislike of snow for 5 months a year.  You’ve got hills, valleys, apple orchards, lots of open farmland, beaucoup trees with a beautiful fall, and enough year-round recreational activities to keep most of us happy.

No, we’re talking the city proper.  You know, the urban landscape.
Syracuse, along with several other Upstate New York cities (Buffalo, Rochester, Watertown, Binghamton, Utica, Schenectady, Albany) is a ghost from cities past.  They’re like many legacy cities from the industrial northeast, the Rust Belt.  And like Marley’s ghost foretold, pay attention if you don’t want it happening to you.
After years of false starts and broken dreams, it’s déjà vu all over again.  We’re starting another renaissance attempt.  Maybe this time it will happen.  But at what cost, and who’s picking up the tab?

Over the past couple of years I visited my old hometown of Riverside, California a handful of times.  Prior to the most recent financial meltdown, Riverside had bonded almost a billion dollars for their renewal projects.  Things such as road realignment, park renewal, railroad underpasses and general beautification were to be done to bring the city back to life.  Of course even then you knew it wouldn’t be enough.  Heck, to dig a roadway under a railroad must cost close to $500 million, right?  Even if it’s ‘only’ half that amount, you can’t do too many of those before you’re resorting to picking up pennies from the street to pay the bills.
And Riverside was nowhere near the shape that Syracuse is in.

Back in the day, Syracuse was blessed.  It had the good fortune to be built on the Erie Canal, which at one time was like the autobahn.  There were all sorts of manufacturing companies: General Motors, Carrier, Syracuse China, Smith-Corona, Franklin automobiles and my personal favorite, Marsellus Casket.  Unfortunately, as went manufacturing, so went the local economy.  None of the above is still here.  About the only thing we manufacture here is excuses.

For all intents and purposes, at this time we’re banking on Syracuse University to be the driving engine behind our renewal.  And for the most part, that seems to be finally working.  It’s somewhat troubling to be putting your hopes into one source, but others seem to be finally catching on.  But we’re still limited in some ways by our location.  Syracuse happens to be in the middle of New York.  And unless you count The City, no one wants to be here any more.  The economy inhaled gas years ago and Albany seems intent on extracting every dime left behind by the Federal government.  Catch-22.

But believe it or not, there is spring after the deepest winter.  The good news is that SU kept us going, attracting other development, new buildings, companies coming back into the city.

We’ve got an on again-off again mega mall being built.  The story behind that could fill several pages, but let’s put it this way – I refer to it as the Big Empty.  After several dormant months, there is a construction guy on site and the expansion may be complete before the world ends, but just barely.

We’ve got a 50 year old freeway (they don’t call them that here, it’s my contribution to the local lexicon) called Interstate 81.  For 49 years it has been crumbling.  I’m no engineer, so I don’t understand the chemical reactions in play, but salt causes steel to rust and concrete to break apart.  And the elevated sections of I-81 are, surprisingly, concrete and steel.  And you probably know we get snow.  So what do they use on the roads to melt the snow?  Yep – salt.  We didn’t get the nickname ‘Salt City’ for no reason.  We’ve got billions of tons of the stuff.  Gotta do something with it!  Anyway, they’ve been trying to figure out for the 20+ years I’ve been here what to do with I-81 when it reaches the end of its useful life.  Some would argue that’s already been, but they’re just carping.  They’re just bitter that the same section has to be rebuilt every year or two, taking up to a year to do it.  Some of the potential solutions have been interesting: burying it, like Boston did.  Making it street level.  Making it into a boulevard.  Blowing up the city entirely and relocating it to Arizona.  OK, I made that last one up, but it’s got potential.

We’ve got Armory Square, which is a poor man’s attempt at turning part of the city into Bohemia or at least Greenwich Village.  It’s what makes a university city something special – funky shops, non-chain restaurants, etc.  It’s small but may finally be growing.  It’s anchored on one end by the Museum of Science and Technology, which has an IMAX theater and many cool displays.

There are currently a few different projects going on in downtown proper.  Don’t laugh, but one of the more significant ones is moving the bus terminal.
Yeah, the bus terminal.  And terminal is an appropriate word for it.  Currently, the main transfer location is on the main north-south drag through town (not counting I-81).  It’s crowded, with dozens of buses daily, and seems to have taken on an underlife of its own.  Syracuse suffers from many of the issues found in other urban settings, although probably not as bad.  The fact of the matter is that when you have many people in a crowded area, sometimes people become frightened and sometimes predators lurk.  It’s certainly not Baltimore, nor even Rochester, but the area has become, well, blighted.  So one of the solutions is thought to be to move the transfer point a few blocks away while concurrently rebuilding some of the century-old buildings in the vicinity.  There is a three block stretch being transformed, including a beautiful old theater.  That theater is being expanded and remodeled to what could be a showcase.  The stage expansion will be able to handle bigger Broadway-style shows.

A few years ago, the stadium where the AAA minor league Syracuse Chiefs played was no longer viable.  The debate then was to build a new stadium downtown.  Sadly, that didn’t happen, because it would have probably sparked the rebuilding of downtown much sooner.  It was instead located next to the old ballpark on the north end of the city.  But that story begs the question: who pays for all this rebuilding?

Because the ballpark was owned by the county, it was paid for by a combination of county and state funds.  As I recall, virtually no private money went into it.  And that’s where the problems begin.

Public funding of building projects is a hot-button topic for many.  Eminent Domain factors into the equation as well.  But let’s look at funding.

Part of the issue is that building a stadium of any size is outrageously expensive.  And to build something like a Yankee Stadium or anything at that level costs billions.  Team owners, those who ultimately benefit from them, are loath to have to pay, especially when they can hold the city or the state hostage.  And don’t think they won’t play that card.  Witness the New York Jets and the New York Giants professional football teams – do you think by their names that they’d play in New York?  Nope.  Partly because the cities where they used to be located didn’t pony up enough money to keep them.  And that’s the argument.  Let’s say you’re living in, oh, Billings, Montana.  Let’s say a major league team wants to move there but only if you’re willing to bond (i.e. pay for) a stadium.  Now, being from Montana you have enough sense to say no.  What would you get for your tax dollars?  Traffic, for one.  That doesn’t sound like a fair deal.

But some cities thrive on the prestige of having a team.  And that’s OK, as long as they’re happy with paying out for someone (or several someones) benefit.
But juxtapose that with revitalizing a city.  Does public financing make sense?  Sure it does.  Believe it or not, blight costs.  More crime, more police presence, no revenue from businesses generating sales tax.  Think Gotham City before Batman.
Now you dump billions, mortgaging the future, guaranteeing every citizen a higher tax burden for eternity.  Does that make sense?  At the very least you have the intangible called civic pride.  At most you have new places, new businesses and a broader tax base which generates more to the city for more improvements, more services or (gasp) tax reductions.

Is everybody happy with it?  Nope. You’ve got NIMBYs everywhere (Not In My Back Yard).  These folks want to preserve the status quo regardless of how bad it is.  They don’t like change, they don’t want to take a chance on improving anything because you’re taking them out of what they’ve grown complacent with.  They’d wear the same socks everyday because they’ve just got them broken in.

Fortunately, in Syracuse anyway, the NIMBYs are out of luck for the time being.  Good for them.  Maybe it will keep businesses and people around for awhile.

 

An Open Letter

An open letter to New York State citizens:

 

There currently are a pair of contracts proposed for the State workforce. The two unions, CSEA and PEF, have or will be presenting the contract proposals to their memberships for ratification. To give you the down-and-dirty, here are the highlights of the proposals:

Term of the contract is 5 years.

0% raise for the first three years, 2% for each of the fourth and fifth year.

$775 lump sum payment in April 2013 and $225 lump sum payment in April 2014.

5 days off with no pay the first year, never to be recovered.

4 days off with no pay the second year, with repayment at the end of the 5 year contract. The state has 18 months to amortize the repayment.

Guaranteed no layoffs in the first two years unless “material or unanticipated changes in the State’s fiscal circumstances, financial plan or or revenue will result in potential layoffs” or “as authorized by legislation or Spending and Government Efficiency (SAGE) Commission determinations are excluded from these limitations.”

Cost shift in health insurance. Currently, using the Empire Family plan (the most common plan) the state pays 90% of the cost, employees pay 10% of the cost. State proposes the new ratio becomes 84%/16%. This represents a 24% increase.

Increases in co-pays for doctor visits, lab tests and medicines.

 

What’s wrong with these proposals? Plenty. And the sad thing is that the public at large has been sold a bill of goods about public employees.

 

Everyone has heard or told stories or jokes about state, Federal or city employees. How many employees does it take to fill a pothole? To change a light bulb? To process a worker’s compensation claim? We’ve all heard them, and for the most part, we state employees don’t disagree. After all, we’re taxpayers too. We see and use City, State and Federal services, just like you. We see the waste, and sometimes fraud, more than you do. We get it.

 

But here’s the problem, regardless of where you come down on the contract issues. There are many issues involved, and frankly some of the participants will dispute what is said here.

 

A couple of phrases come to mind. “The enemy of my enemy is my friend” and “politics make strange bedfellows”. Each apply here, in differing amounts.

 

The first is that the discussion amongst CSEA and PEF members that draws people of differing political persuasions together to fight what they perceive to be the right course of action.

 

The second is that Governor Cuomo, a Democrat, is acting like a conservative: Cut government, cut waste, live within your means. From where I sit, that makes sense. And it’s nothing new among Democrats. Witness Scott Walker in Wisconsin and Jerry Brown in California. All three are doing things that would make Tea Partiers proud. This flies in the face of what liberalism is supposed to be about.

 

Frankly, there is much discussion and disagreement between union members. There are those who are determined to vote yes because they’re convinced that turning down the State’s contract offer will condemn 9,800 employees to the unemployment line. Conversely, there are those who will vote no just because of greed (I got mine, too bad about yours.)

 

I will vote no because it’s a lousy deal. The biggest thing, for me, is that voting yes in order to save jobs will result in not saving jobs. The governor seems determined to lay off people, regardless of how the unions vote. Read the exceptions to the ‘no layoff’ clause.

 

Yes, we should feel the pain that everyone else does. And you know what? We do. We pay for fuel. We pay our taxes. We pay for food. Our costs have gone up the same as every one else’s.

 

Here’s the scary part: the governor and the folks supporting him have taken the same approach that Scott Walker has – namely, they are demonizing the state workforce. And we’re an easy target. And in some cases, yes, we deserve it. It’s our fault the state is in financial crisis. We have it so much better than non-public servants do. Our benefits are better, and that’s not fair. Staties can screw up and still have a job. Well, I’ll give you that one. The unions have been pretty good at protecting incompetent/lazy/goof-off employees.

 

But that’s the thing. In order to be accepted, every lie must have elements of truth. Yes, there clearly have been state employees who should have been fired. Whether for incompetency, laziness or just generally being a screw-up, they should have been gone. And in the private sector, maybe they would have. After all, nobody wants to support that kind of behavior with their tax money.

 

And we get the fact that people have a right to expect that their tax dollars are supporting the services they need and the people who provide them. That’s reasonable.

 

What’s not reasonable is the seed the Governor and his staff is planting amongst the citizens – that ALL public employees are lazy, that ALL public employees are taking advantage of the system, and that ALL public employees are responsible for the fact that the politicians have spent more money than they’ve taken in. They are creating in your mind the illusion that we are the enemy, that we should be punished because we are greedy and have more than you. That is frightening. Just as any dictator, they can implant the idea that there is a common enemy – even if it’s not true.

 

Do we have it better than you? Clearly, I cannot answer that. Statistically, our wages are less than the private sector but that’s compensated for by the benefits we enjoy. Whether that’s true or not, I cannot say. My particular job does not transfer cleanly to the private sector. I spent most of my working life in the private sector, and did take a pay cut to come to public service. But the wages and benefits were predictable, so it was a reasonable tradeoff. No regrets on my part. If you’re unemployed, clearly the matrix changes. No wonder you might condemn public employees. Just remember that it will not help your position to have someone in the hole with you. It just makes it more crowded.

 

The purpose of this letter is to show that there are negotiations going on that can and will affect you as members of the community. Maybe you agree with the State’s position, maybe not. But there doesn’t seem to be anyone telling you what’s really going on. Maybe this has helped explain what’s going on. I’m not looking for your sympathy. I’m not asking for you to write your assembly person or state senator demanding fair treatment for your public employees. But you have a right to know what’s happening with your tax dollars.

 

 

An Imaginary Conversation

Let’s imagine that we are a fly on the wall when the negotiations for the new union contracts for New York State employees were discussed. For dramatic reasons let’s assume that there are three people present plus the fly. You are the fly. The humans are Andrew Cuomo, Governor of New York, Danny Donahue, President of CSEA (Civil Service Employees Association) and Ken Brynien, President of PEF (Public Employees Federation). Please remember that this is an imaginary conversation that in no way reflects reality. For humorous purposes only. Void where prohibited.

Andrew Cuomo: “Well, boys, you know I was elected in a landslide with the mandate to change how things work in this great state. And I have to tell you that the public is storming the castle, trying to drive the monster of public employees out. You know darn well that I’m in a position of power. The public hates your constituents. We can’t afford anything in terms of raises. Heck, we can’t afford them now. So let’s see what cuts can be made, OK?”
Danny Donahue: “Huh?”
Ken Brynien: “Sorry, Governor, did you say something? I was too busy cramming another doughnut.”
AC: “Ken, you left a little cream filling on your third chin. Now, here’s what I propose.
First, you will not get raises while I’m in office. Second, I will lay off 10% of the workforce. After all, I have friends I need to take care of. Third, the state will no longer contribute to the health plan. If your folks want health insurance, too bad. Go see what Obama has for you. He’s going to make it so no one will have health care unless you contribute to his campaigns. Fourth, forget pensions. They’re old fashioned, and only the rich will need them.”
DD: “Mr. President, um, I mean Governor, pardon the interruption, but you know we supported you for the governorship. You can’t treat us like that. We deserve respect!”
KB: “Yes, and how do you suppose we can jack up the union dues to support you and your friends if they don’t have money?”
AC: “Hey, guys, lets get real. First, you all stayed neutral in my election. I didn’t need or want your support. And I don’t need you now. You guys are poison to me and my chances for higher elected office.”
DD: “But Mr. Preside…ahh, I mean Governor, you know labor unions always support the Democrats. Oh, we’ll say we support an occasional Republican if the Democrat is a pedophile, but that doesn’t happen all that often. Who else are we going to support?”
KB: “And Mario…may I call you Mario?”
AC: “Ken, Mario is my father. Now I know you’ve been here too long.”
KB: “Sorry, Andy. May I call you Andy? Would you prefer something else?”
AC: “Your Excellency would be fine.”
KB: “Well, Your Excellency, you know we’d never be able to sell anything quite that draconian to the membership. And enough folks are going to retire in the next couple of years that you’ll have plenty of places to put your friends in Consultant’s titles. How about you give us a bone here or there?”
DD: “Yes, Excellency, how about making it, say, a five year contract? After all, most of the current folks will retire or be dead by the end of that contract. And don’t forget the Triborough – if they agree to this then you can lock them in to another five or six years, because then you won’t have to negotiate!”
AC: “But you know, I’ve staked much of my reputation on making hard decisions when no one else would, no matter who it hurt. And you know that Scott Walker and even that little creep Jerry Brown have been making Libertarians look like spendthrifts. Hey, I could just lay all of your folks off!”
KB and DD together: “Mein Fuehrer, certainly you wouldn’t!”
AC: “Yeah? You think?”
DD: “Really, Governor, we have to come up with something better than this. How about 5 years, no raises for three, some pittance the last two years, we’ll even give you a week when you won’t have to pay them.”
KB: “Yeah, and if that’s not enough, you can even take four more days away from them where they won’t be paid. But let’s give those four days back to them over, say, 18 months. Heck, some will die before they get that!”
DD: “And you know, let’s crank up the health care. We can save the state some serious cake by making the employees pay a higher percentage of the total.”
KB: “Did you say cake?”
AC: “Yes, Ken, he did, but he meant money. Not food. Put your tongue back in your mouth.”
KB: “My tongue IS in my mouth.”
AC: “Oh, sorry. It looked like…oh, never mind.”
KB: “And you can tell them that if they don’t vote this in, well, by golly, you’re going to lay off a whole bunch of people!”
AC: “Why would I do that?”
DD: “Because they’re cattle. They’ll give in easily, because you can threaten them. And given what’s happened in other states, why, they’ll never say no. They’ll be too afraid to keep their jobs.”
AC: “Why would you want them afraid? What’s in it for you?”
DD: “Simple. They’re sheep. They cave. We tell them it’s to save jobs. You can lay them off later, just by making sure it’s because it was ‘unforeseen circumstances’ that made you do it. And this way, we come off looking like heroes, and then we can jack up their union dies. See? It’s a win-win. Anyway, I’m sure we can sell this to them. After all, they respect me, because I’m loud and blustery!”
KB: “Hey, I’m louder and blustrier…er, more blustery?”
AC: “Why are you guys caving in so easily?”
DD: “Simple, really. We like our jobs. We want to keep them. But we need more money. I’m thinking about going for liposuction.”
KB: “And I need more doughnuts!”

Remember, this was an imaginary conversation. Or was it?

 

Schizoid?

OK, I’m not really sure what’s going on here. Have I lost all the bearings of my political life, or is the ground shifting under our feet? Whatever happened to the bad guys (your opposition) and the good guys (the ones who agreed with you)? And when did they start shifting positions?
It really started a long time ago, but to keep things relatively current, just look at the past 6 months. Jerry Brown, good old Governor Moonbeam, has made statements and taken action in California that would make a tax-cutting, downsizing and live-within-our-means right winger proud. What? He can’t do that!
Scott Walker, Governor of Wisconsin (new state motto should be ‘Hey, we’re a state, too!) says he’s a Democrat. He went after public employees like a good old Republican should. What? He can’t do that!
Now it’s Andrew Cuomo’s turn. Says he’s a Democrat. You know, the ‘Worker’s Friend’. The recipient of basically all union political payoffs – er, contributions. His actions seem to be in the mold of the bad-guy Republicans by looking to marginalize the unions who helped get him elected. What? He can’t do that!
But that’s not the worst of it. Here’s what makes me question everything when trying to tell the players, even with a scorecard.
In my little peanut of a brain, it’s much easier to think of things in black and white. I hate gray. Of course, the real world is gray and reality is feeling like Alice through the rabbit hole. It’s time to grow up and face the fact that very little is as it first appears. Don’t even trust the mirror any more.
In my later, adult (?) years, I’ve tended to side much more with moderate Republicans than anything else. I have friends who are deeply conservative, if not Libertarian. Others are to the left of the President, Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi. The biggest issue, the one that’s driven me away from the more conservative views, is that neither side appears to be willing to discuss issues without resorting to name-calling, threat-making or heritage-questioning. It’s disturbing. It’s destructive. It does nothing to enlighten the public (which may be the entire idea). It turns voters off, which all but ensures it will continue. Voters are so disenfranchised that the incumbents basically have to make a pass at an underage girl (Congressman David Wu?) or with another man (Congressman Larry Craig?) before they’re deemed to be unfit for office.
So here’s the dilemma. Being basically an anti-union, get-government-out-of-my-way type, I should be applauding Governor Cuomo’s efforts to defang the public-service unions in New York. Unions are corrupt. Unions are outdated. Unions stifle job creation. Unions do nothing to help the workers they represent. Unions line their own pockets. Unions vote lockstep Democratic. Unions protect the lousy workers. Of course, there’s also the lower-my-taxes mantra. I don’t want government in my bedroom, in my backyard, telling me what I can eat, mandating that our tax dollars should go to help fund baseball stadiums or that I can’t park a car in my front yard. And don’t get me started on the social safety net and why we’re supporting generations of lazy people. (Note: Yes, I know there are people that need public assistance. But it’s supposed to be a helping hand, not a lifestyle.)
So why is this a problem? Well, for starters, I am one of those who feed at the public trough. To be fair, I get paid well for what I do, and I’m grateful for it. I do not know and don’t care what my job would be worth in the private sector, because my job does not easily translate to the private sector. If I had to guess, it would probably be somewhat higher but not much. I work hard, and I do a very good job at it. Yes, there are down-times. This is not an emergency hospital. That being said, for the majority of my adult life I did work in the private sector. I was a worker bee and a boss bee. Frankly, if my employer were to privatize I would not be afraid, because ‘been there, done that’. That is very much a minority view among my coworkers, though.
So by my nature I should applaud the Governor and boo-hiss the state workers and their unions. This is the dichotomy.
The biggest problem is that there’s this cloud, a miasma that seems to portend that the Governor will win. And the result may well be catastrophic for state employees across the country. The general consensus among the public is that state or local government workers should be burned at the stake. The public is tired of noise, they’re tired of paying ever-increasing taxes without getting fair value for them, and government workers are an easy target. This is reminiscent of every dictatorship in history who starts by defining a common enemy. Make no mistake, folks, this is the end result of the game – the people in power will always find fault with someone else to justify why they should remain in power.
So who wins, and who loses? No one, and everyone. The arguments will go on until this particular issue dies down. The battle over raising the debt ceiling will eventually go away. And other fights will start. What seems to be consistent, no matter what the battle is over, is that the discourse has turned ugly. And sadly, I don’t see it getting any better unless we revolt. As a nation, as citizens demanding better. Demanding that our representatives treat us in a fair manner, without the nastiness that has plagued us since we were a country. We deserve better, but people are afraid to stand up and demand it en masse.
And that’s a shame.