The times that try men’s souls

These are them.  But I’ll take just one small immediate snap shot, since I don’t have much time, trying though what little time I have at the moment may be.

If you find yourself waking up as a slave, having slept poorly, dreading the wake-up hours too early, stomach filled with acid, do not despair.  You will be tempted, as I am, having slept poorly, needing a few hours more sleep, alternating coffee to wake up and Tums for the acid, to cry out.   No need for that.  It won’t help you anyway.  This is a day you have to remember that your soul is no slave, and your dream of freedom will keep you moving forward, that an isolated trying day does not a trying lot make.  Even a string of such days does not mean the end of your dreams.

Sure as this drenching thunderstorm that is hovering over the area for the next 48 hours, sure as the wildly unreasonable  demands you will be asked to meet as soon as you arrive soaked and shivering, doubled over, trying to catch your breath.  Take it to the bank that today’s beating will end, you will recover, things will be fine and your food will taste good again and the sloshing of acid in your nervous stomach will be a distant memory, if that. 

Do not worry about any of this.  Do you see me worrying?

In the empty stadium

The pitcher winds up, back to the batter, corkscrews around whipping a 96 mph heater toward the plate with tremendous movement on it.  He sprints in a flash to home plate, grabbing a bat in one motion swinging and sending it to the deepest part of the park, on a high arc into the seats.  But racing to the 410 sign, slipping on a glove as he does, he is able to time his leap perfectly and, reaching 18 inches over the wall, pluck the ball out of the air before it can descend into the stands.   Falling to the ground after slamming into the wall he manages to stay on his feet, takes a stride and throws a strike back to the first baseman, on a fly, and doubles up the runner who had taken off at the crack of the bat.  Double play!  He makes it half way down the first base line where he kicks the dirt, the bat again in his hand, and curses the fucking centerfielder, who a second ago was him.

All this drama is watched impassively by 50,000 empty seats.  The seats, truly, could not give less of a shit about heroics on the baseball field.

Torture– drop the word casually, it means little

People who know me, who’ve been to this untidy, dilapidated place where I live, would all agree I have many more important things to do right now than stew about politics.   I know it is a symptom of something else, but I can’t clear my throat sometimes.  There are things that stick there like poisoned steel wool, irritating to no end.   So let me try to pump this one up, like a cat with a hairball, and get on with my life today.  

President Change You Can Believe In (you can also believe in the tooth fairy or the patriotism of men willing to torture suspects– so he’s not really misleading anyone)  casually spoke the word “torture” the other day, I heard the sound bite.  He admitted explicitly, for the first time, that our great nation had descended to torture in the so-called War on Terror.  Torture was committed in secret, in our names, against people who are abstractions. It was authorized and justified, under a changed name, in secret memos, with surprisingly little legal support, that were authored by Bush Administration lawyers, one now a federal judge for life, the other a tenured professor of constitutional law at Berkeley.

It’s not like there were witnesses as actual people we know were hung by their arms for hours at a time, forced to soil themselves, stripped naked, kept in freezing cold or boiling hot cells, kept awake for days at a time, kept in airless cells too small for them, thrown against walls (harmless, just to get their attention!) shaken, punched, slapped, kicked, water-boarded.   Some of these people were guilty as hell, even if many were not.  At any rate, full disclosure, agents of We The People tortured people, we’re not going to do it anymore, and that’s that.  There’s no point prosecuting anyone, heck, we’d probably have to prosecute ourselves too, which would suck!  In addition to posing an uncomfortable conflict of interest.

It was as shocking hearing the president finally say “torture” as it was hearing the word “poverty” come out of his mouth for the first time in public during his second inauguration.  I heard it like this “we murdered some people, frankly, we did,  in cold blood and without any real legal defense for our actions.  We also engaged in systematic rape, of men and women, some admittedly quite young, and other atrocities.  We killed babies, and old women, we broke down doors and beat up and sometimes slaughtered people in far away lands who had nothing to do with terrorism.   We grabbed people in airports that we sent to savage regimes to be tortured and found out only years later that many of them were innocent.  Guilty as charged.  These things are terrible, unforgivable, and we abhor them to our core.  I say, not without some personal sadness, that as a practical matter we will never hold anyone accountable in any way for any of these policies.  We made sure that our contractors are immune from prosecution, and we sure as hell are not going to prosecute the wealthy and powerful men who created the secret torture program.  Get over it, America.”

“After all, we are wealthy beyond counting, as a nation, but 21 million of our children go to bed hungry every night, is that not in some ways a greater national shame than torturing people we don’t even know?    We have neighborhoods where the death rate is as high as in third world nations engaged in civil wars.  Shit happens, people.  I say these things not because I will hold anyone accountable for crimes we committed in the past, for the crimes we continue to commit or for a system that allows the wealthiest to increase their wealth beyond the wildest imaginings of the greediest while children, by the million, are asked to eat shit and die.  I mention these things only because I am a man of conscience and an expert in constitutional law.  If you think it is easy to be an expert in constitutional law, think again.  I challenge you, for example, to find the three discreet phrases buried in that succinct document that formed the constitutional basis for human slavery and its strict legal protection for almost a hundred years.”

“We do some very bad things, I will admit.  Most of these terrible things we keep secret.  You have 1,000 channels of TV programming to distract you, a fantastic network of professional sports where some of the greatest athletes in the world compete for your enjoyment, many fake news channels, a hundred Darwinian contests, scripted reality TV shows with colorful people in many cases even dumber than you are.  You have great stores full of wonderful products and you can buy anything you like on-line, from the comfort of your favorite chair.  You have everything you need, unless you’re really poor, or working class, in which case you may feel left out of the American Dream.  I pity you, I really do, it’s really a great dream.”

“But I must also point out that I will be very, very strict with anyone who tries to make public things that the public must not know.  If the U.S. military has a digital video of an American helicopter crew getting permission to gun down unarmed Iraqi civilians who come to try to rescue other civilians shot down by that same American helicopter crew, that is their business.  The military knows best how to deal with these things, it has been doing so for over two hundred years.  Things like this are classified for a reason and anyone who releases such information is a traitor and enemy of the state worthy of death.  And guess what?  As we’ve already shown, we no longer need to even accuse you of a specific crime or have any kind of due process before we take you out with a flying remote control death machine.  Thank you for listening and God bless these United States of America.”

“Oh, and one more thing.  Vice Admiral John Poindexter, a shady character out of the Iran-Contra scandal and former Deputy National Security Advisor to President Reagan, was pitching a data mining system that could be used to keep tabs on the activities of conspiracies to undermine America.   It could be used, for example, to get the names of everyone opposed to a specific government policy, the phone numbers of everyone involved in street protests or petitions, those subscribing to internet lists or those organizing for any purpose that might run counter to the best interests of America as defined in secret by unaccountable persons.  I am not at liberty to say if the NSA data mining program recently revealed by a traitor worthy of death, a reckless and dangerous young man named Edward Snowden, is that same program Poindexter was peddling or not.  Does it make any difference to you?  God bless America.”

“And goodnight, Gracie.” 

Touching a Nerve

A woman I know, now a very successful businesswoman with her own business, took me to lunch on April 10.  She made me two promises, kept neither.  On the third anniversary of my mother slipping into a coma,  (her mother died three days later and we were momentarily united in grief), I emailed her asking her about those two promises.  The book she refers to is one I loaned her called “Death Benefits” that I found very useful in processing the loss of my mother.  She was too busy to open it and promised to have her assistant send it back to me pronto.

It was a fourth email, mixed in with a call her assistant fielded.  I was direct.  So was she.  Here’s her reply, a classic of its kind, which arrived 21 minutes after I sent mine:

am busy–I am running a very demanding business, travelling, and in addition have been engrossed in two opportunities to sell and merge my business over the past two months.  I also raised $100,000 for the nonprofit that honored me, so it has been an exceptionally busy time.  I can only deal with non-work stuff on weekends and last weekend was the first weekend we had electricity (and internet service) on Fire Island, where we have been every weekend since I saw you.  I am not sure yet what I am doing about M____.  I know her through A____ and he thought my idea that she could help you was totally off base.  When I have time and am seeing her in person, I will raise it with her.  However, if there is any risk whatsoever that you would send her an email like this one, I will not pursue it–so please promise me that.

I am so sorry I completely forgot about your book.  I forgot to send myself a reminder, which I have done now.  I do feel terrible that you won’t have it tomorrow on your mom’s anniversary and will take care of it ASAP.   My mom died on May 24th.

A____ is right.  The idea that she could help me in any way is totally off base.  On to more productive thoughts.

American mass-killing gunman doesn’t even get Bronze

There are plenty of proofs that America has no real problem with gun violence compared to the rest of the world.   Here’s one:

The Top 5 Worst Gun Massacres by an Individual

Perpetrator Location Date Victims
1
Anders Behring Breivik
(aged 32, captured)
Utøya Island, Norway 22 Jul 2011 77 killed,
(151 wounded)
2
Woo Bum-Kon
(aged 27, suicide at scene)
Sang-Namdo, South Korea 26 Apr 1982 57 killed,
(35 wounded)
3
Martin Bryant
(aged 29, captured)
Port Arthur, Australia 28 Apr 1996 35 killed,
(21 wounded)
4
Seung-Hui Cho
(aged 23, suicide at scene)
Blacksburg, Virginia USA 16 Apr 2007 32 killed,
(25 wounded)
5
Campo Elí­as Delgado
(aged 52, killed at scene)
Bogota, Colombia 4 Dec 1986 30 killed,
(15 wounded

When she sent me another proof, a speech delivered the other day at an NRA convention in Texas, I wrote:

Thanks, but I thought we agreed not to argue about politics. 
And if you’re going to raise politics, can there be any good reason to send me a purely partisan email?   This speech was delivered by a true-believer to a partisan NRA crowd in Texas in defense of “our way of life”  (different than those weird “other” Progressive Elites in NYC and Hollywood).  Even before I read it I was backing away from this particular speaker.   His arguments notwithstanding, I remain  unconvinced that guns are as harmless as butter, even if  they are as American as apple pie.
Why do ABC and other corporate media (and virtually any other non-NRA source) state numbers about America leading the wealthy world in gun violence by a clear margin?   Do you think they might be fronts for people who want to take our American gun rights from us– people who hate our freedom?   
 
There are two sides to every argument and the truth is often a shade of grey neither side will agree to.   So, as the NRA speech says, if you subtract the 65% of American gun deaths that are suicides (and these 95% successful suicides were not even counted as gun deaths until very recently) and then subtract all the “urban” gun killings– you know, as you sent me recently, black inner-city gangsters killing each other at rates dis- proportionate to their numbers, liberal perverts killing each other — then America is actually the most peaceful country in the world.   I agree 100%.
That only 500 or so were slaughtered in free-lance American gun massacres in 30 years would seem to clinch it.  A gun is no more dangerous than a bar of soap.   Certainly less dangerous, statistically, than lightning (according to the speech anyway, I didn’t check it) or a lawyer’s crooked mouth.
In retrospect I’m sorry I opined that it’s criminal that a small well-funded group of gun rights activists can override the will of  90% of the population.   But you know, I guess if that small group of gun lovers ever got really mad, it would be worse for everyone.  So I agree 100%– no laws against any type of firearm!   Freedom for all, that’s my motto.
I went too far with the P.S. that follows, but I read a bit more of this decent, compassionate, non-racist, Christian NRA fellow’s flowing speech and eventually I’d swallowed enough of his gas.   I’ll delete the PS when I write back to her, if ever, on this subject.
gun homicide chart
 
P.S.  
And I wish educated speechwriters like this guy speaking to his NRA friends in Texas would stop reminding people that the KKK is a Democratic party apparatus (ignore the eerie irony that this party is now silent in the former Confederacy, now solidly Red, since traitorous double-talking Democrats passed the Civil Rights legislation of the late 60s) and that Liberals and Progressives hate blacks and freedom so much.  Most inconvenient truths!!!

 I think we can all agree, as the speechifying NRA member says:

 We will work together side by side, white, black, Hispanic or native-American.  It doesn’t matter because we don’t see those divisions.   WE will work together as Americans not only to preserve our rights, but the rights of our children to be safe, our wives and daughters to not be held at knife or gunpoint by a rapist and our most precious and vulnerable little ones to have the right to survive a simple walk down a city street or, God forbid, survive a day of public education.

WTF — is this really the America that God Blessed?

The detainees [at Guantanamo] who are refusing food have been stripped of all possessions, including a sleeping mat and soap, and are made to sleep on concrete floors in freezing solitary cells. “It is possible that I may die in here,” said Shaker Aamer through his lawyer, Clive Stafford Smith. “I hope not, but if I do die, please tell my children that I loved them above all else, but that I had to stand up for the principle that they cannot just keep holding people without a trial, especially when they have been cleared for release.” Aamer, a British father of four, was approved for release more than five years ago.

Col. Morris Davis, who served as Chief Prosecutor for the Terrorism Trials at Guantanamo, personally charged Osama bin Laden’s driver Salim Hamdan, Australian David Hicks, and Canadian teen Omar Khadr. All three were convicted and have been released from Guantanamo. “There is something fundamentally wrong with a system where not being charged with a war crime keeps you locked away indefinitely and a war crime conviction is your ticket home,” Davis wrote to Obama.

The above was written by a lawyer, and law professor, a former president of the National Lawyers’ Guild, an organization that once defended, and included, American Communists (neither a problem in my book, where, in one chapter, actual Nazis get a pass, a nice salary and generous pension, from the US government because of their staunch anti-Red credentials) so you can take that into account if you like.  But, I mean, WTF?!!  The rest of the piece is here.

Keeping it Darkside (with footnote!)

The scariest things about a war against people who hate our freedom is that it never ends, it justifies the most terrible things imaginable and is self-sustaining.   With the technology now in place, a wartime president, and they all are now, forever, is able to spy on, locate and kill by remote control anyone he or she deems worthy of death.

If Louis Farrakahn had this technology in 1965 he wouldn’t have had to foment murderous hatred by preaching “a hypocrite such as Malcolm X is worthy of death!”   Malcolm’s on the phone, he’s getting into his car, boom!  Done.

In 1917, when the U.S. was engaged in a war nobody to this day can give a moral reason for (American banks had loaned millions to France and England, jingoism had run amok, colonialists were vying for control of Africa and Asia), it was literally packaged and sold by the US President as The War to End War and a crusade to Make the World Safe for Democracy.   It did neither, as the next century was to grotesquely illustrate in the blood and nightmares of countless hundreds of millions.

Woodrow Wilson was the president who hired a PR genius , George Creel, and created a government office called The Committee for Public Information, to make Americans enthusiastically join up for this senseless slaughter.  Wilson’s remembered well by many as the peace-loving idealist who formed the League of Nations which became the UN.  Others remember him as the KKK sympathizer who screened the infamous “Birth of a Nation”, the first moving picture ever shown in the White House.  

This movie portrayed a noble South besieged by lawless Blacks, enraged, apparently, over their former condition of servitude.   The Federal government laughed, as the piano player accompanied the silent black and white film, as southern ladies were defiled.  Finally hooded heroes emerged to defend the honor of their women and restore decency to the South.  These heroes were members of the KKK.  There are people who insist that Wilson was a klansman himself.  It wouldn’t surprise me, in light of the facts and the profile of the psychopathic type who is usually elected president of the USA.

Don’t get me wrong, I use psychopathic in the most respectful way.  These men are not  serial killers, they are charming, confident, mostly brilliant winners of vast popularity contests.  I just recall the things many have done to prove they are ready for office, like publicly executing brain damaged prisoners to prove their toughness (Clinton, Dubya).   The things they sign off on as president sometimes involve killings and these men must not flinch, even when they may personally think the killing in question is probably wrong.   There are trillions of dollars at stake if they don’t play ball with the people who have the most to lose.  In most cases it is thought best to keep these high-stakes matters private.

The only hope for working representative democracy is transparency, information, a robust exchange of actual ideas based on the actual facts of each given case.  When Cheney  restored the power of the Unitary Executive and famously moved our democracy to the Dark Side to fight people as evil and devious as he himself is, his first move was to stamp every government action secret and confidential.  Make the bastards go to court to prove it isn’t, you know?

Secrecy is essential for a government working in the shadows.  For example, if you have a top secret memo, written by lawyers– one soon to be a Federal Judge with a lifetime appointment– that redefines torture to allow unspeakable things to be done during interrogations, your operatives are free to do whatever is necessary to extract information.  If some asshole publishes photos of some of these horrors, and some bleeding heart like the NY Times publishes them, a whole unnecessary shit storm, a gigantic kerfuffle, (as when Cheney innocently shot  his acquaintance in the face while drunk), flares up.   It makes everyone look bad in the name of  protecting a few hundred or thousand people who might very well hate our freedom.  Can you prove these were innocent people we humiliated, tormented and broke, NY Times?

If you publish photos of Auschwitz for chickens, or pigs, or cows, there are statutes that will punish you.   If you show the parade of American coffins coming back from various foreign wars– watch out.   The toxic mix of chemicals forced deep into the earth at great force to extract clean, safe natural gas?   Top secret, there’s a federal statute that says so.   There are certain practices that do not lend themselves to the disinfectant of  sunlight.

Strict deterrents, a determined ruler finds, are very useful in gaining compliance– particularly where delicate government secrets are involved.   At a critical juncture where a disastrously costly war in Iraq might have been prevented, a man with direct knowledge of the false evidence petitioned the government to reveal that the aluminum tubes from Niger had nothing to do with Saddam’s supposed nuclear program.  The government told him to shut up.  Instead he published an Op-Ed in the NY Times, the Grey Skank, America’s journal of record.  Some might call him a patriot for this action.

Others were not impressed with his patriotism.  In short order his wife’s status as a CIA officer was publicly revealed.   That she was working to prevent WMD from falling into the hands of terrorists was secondary to the need to chill the sort of bravado her husband had shown at this crucial juncture.  He could easily have ruined everything!  

Revealing the wife’s secret agent status led, no doubt, to the mass round-up and execution of all of her informants, the shutting down of her network.   As I recall America was already at war in Afghanistan.  If so, this treasonous act during a time of war should have been a capital offense.  Instead it was one more thing for Americans to just “get over” as the administration plunged ahead with its plan to, inadvertently, make Iran the most powerful player in the region.  Lawyers made the rest of this treasonous conspiracy quietly disappear as one fall guy was convicted of obstructing justice and then had his prison sentence commuted.

Anyway, my point is this:  In 1917, Woodrow Wilson decided that there were too many unpatriotic Americans, unionists, communists, socialists, pacifists, who were intent on preventing America’s entry to the War to End War.   Congress passed the 1917 Espionage Act which allowed these groups to be spied on, prosecuted in federal court and locked up for a long time for aiding the enemy during war (Wikipedia would be handy to check now, but I’ve got to end this tirade soon).

Fast forward almost a century.   President Barack Obama’s government has used the 1917 Espionage Act, a law passed to make prosecution of a senseless war (except for the war profiteers who made billions) easier, to prosecute more cases (6) than all American presidents before him combined (3).   Details from the Grey Skank herself here.

Another moment of true horror, hearing that President Transparency has been more zealous than his even his famously secretive predecessors in keeping unseemly government actions opaque.   Punish the whistle blower harshly and consistently enough and you eventually can stop worrying about the public getting a whiff of the unspeakable things governments do in our name.

Democracy is best left to the experts, it would appear by the evidence.

FN (From NY Times article linked above):

In one of the more remarkable examples of the administration’s aggressive approach, Thomas A. Drake, a former employee of the National Security Agency, was prosecuted under the Espionage Act last year and faced a possible 35 years in prison.

His crime? When his agency was about to spend hundreds of millions of dollars on a software program bought from the private sector intended to monitor digital data, he spoke with a reporter at The Baltimore Sun. He suggested an internally developed program that cost significantly less would be more effective and not violate privacy in the way the product from the vendor would. (He turned out to be right, by the way.)

He was charged with 10 felony counts that accused him of lying to investigators and obstructing justice. Last summer, the case against him collapsed, and he pleaded guilty to a single misdemeanor, of misuse of a government computer.

Making Repeat Requests

It is the way of the world, I know.  If there’s nothing in it for me, you know, WTF?

Still, some people push it.  At lunch two promises:  assistant will mail back book borrowed a year earlier, pass on your contact info to someone very helpful.  Three weeks, emails, a call, another email.  They are busy, and sorry.  So sorry!

Host of a nonprofit event has a release you signed, identical to the one you need for your upcoming event.  Ask for a copy you can tweak for your event and get this reply:   

You can generally find release templates througg Google. Then you or you lawyer can adapt them for relevancy. Hope that helps.

Sure it helps, but not as much as my vow to remain mild.

Mass Hunger Strikes at Gitmo, have you heard?

All the rules that our former Vice President Dick Cheney and President G. W. Bush put into place about how to get around international and U.S. law seem to have been vigorously embraced by President “Change You Can Believe In”.    There was talk when Cheney’s lawyers were force feeding this new regime to our democracy– that you can hold people indefinitely without charges and even torture them, (as long as your lawyers redefined the practices to be lawful and interrogators were properly immunized against prosecution), and also kill people without trial and spy on them without a judicial rubber stamp.  Oh, and also invade countries because you honestly believe they might attack you some day, whether they have the means to do so at the moment or not.

I recall the mouse-like debates at the time– “but, if we give these powers to this Unitary Executive, supremely wise and prudent though he is, what about the next one?  Would we want Hillary Clinton (the presumptive next president at the time) to be able to decide who is an enemy combatant, who to kill by drone, which civil liberties to suspend and which countries we can invade without an actual causus belli?”   The answer, five years after an Executive Order closed down the Guantanamo Bay prison facility, is still “NO!”

There were once more than 800 detainees, held in this legal limbo on a corner of Cuba.  These prisoners, many turned in for generous American reward money, were famously called “the worst of the worst”.  Quietly more than 600 of these merciless terrorists have been released, not charged with anything, or after a careful investigation of the facts reveals one as, say, an Afghan pediatrician, turned in for the reward money.  “Go back to your clinic, doctor, and continue treating children.  And sorry about the two or three years of what some critical people might cavil and call ‘torture’.  Have a nice day, doctor.  And by the way, have your lawyer read our new laws carefully before you spend any money trying to sue us.  He’ll tell you we’re bulletproof, and he’ll be 100% correct.  Have a very nice day, and again, sorry we never changed your towels or bedding, during those times when you had a bed.”

At last count there are 166 men left in Guantanamo, 86 of whom have already been cleared by our intelligence service for release.  You may recall that President Obama, in one of his first official acts, closed that shameful “detention center” in January 2008.   Not that it had any real world effect on the actual detention center.  Many of those prisoners, long denied habeus corpus (the ancient right to know what you’re accused of and what jeopardy you face before they lock you up) are now on a mass hunger strike– 100 of them, in fact.  You won’t see much of this on the news.  Face it, it’s embarrassing, and horrible.  Why publicize something so tawdry?   It will certainly not help anyone sell anything.   We don’t talk about 250,000 Indian farmer suicides in the last decade because Monsanto took their farms, why mention 166 people, some of whom may actually have connections to terrorism?

Because America is the land of the free and the home of the brave, and has long been famous for its spirit of fair play, the more than twenty  hunger strikers in danger of death will not be allowed to starve themselves to death.  They are taken out of their cells by force, if necessary (and one suspects it often is necessary, unfortunately, as people desperate enough to go on a hunger strike will often not be the most cooperative or sensible people) strapped into a chair and have a feeding tube forced down their nostril into their alimentary canal (or further down, I’m not a doctor, what do I know about forced feeding?) so that nutrients can be forced into their bodies.  

You see, we value human life, we do.  Some life we value a lot more, and a monetary value can be, and is, assigned to each life, but we find all life precious.  Even the lives of those who may, quite possibly, hate our freedoms, even after more than a decade of forced detention, humiliation, rough-stuff, and, in maybe three cases we know of, enhanced interrogation that may have arguably crossed the line and been near the border of torture as traditionally defined, even those lives are precious.  And we will not let them die no matter how passionately they might beg for that right.