Archive for September, 2023

Lunar New Year Lunacy

September 30, 2023

New York has made Lunar New Year a state school holiday. In case you’re from Mars — or, in fact, from most of America or Planet Earth — it’s something celebrated in many Asian cultures.

But now we’re supposed to celebrate not only our own holidays, but everybody’s. Such cultural broad-mindedness is admirable in a sense. A real “Kumbaya” thing. Though one might think the point of a public holiday is that it’s something everyone celebrates. Whereas only a small percentage of New Yorkers whoop it up for Lunar New Year.

Still, all this inclusiveness would be fine, but must celebrating Lunar New Year mean no school? How many kids, on the day off, will even give it a thought? Meantime we’ve really got a crisis in U.S. education. Many indicators show American students lagging behind those of other advanced nations, in terms of how much they actually learn. That’s a factor in our “help wanted” crisis, with businesses finding it hard to get workers capable of performing the jobs.

Black and other disadvantaged kids often get particularly poor schooling. A disadvantage aggravated by the pandemic. And lately all that’s been compounded by a school absenteeism epidemic — shockingly high numbers of kids just don’t show up in class.

And New York’s answer is . . . to add a new no-school day?

Kudos to our local Assembly member Pat Fahy, who questioned, “Where does this end?” We often disdain “the politicians.” Pat is a great public asset.

While I’m at it — New York schools have also lately been plagued by lockdowns due to phoned-in bomb threats. They’re called “swatting,” by kids who get kicks from watching authorities go nuts. Lockdowns just encourage them. Has there ever — ever — been a phoned bomb threat where there was actually a bomb?? This is just more stupidity subtracting from students’ time in classrooms.

Poverty By America

September 26, 2023

Matthew Desmond previously wrote about our housing crisis in Evicted. His 2023 book, Poverty By America, is a broader examination of socio-economic dysfunction. Life for the poor is harder than it needs to be. And America has more poverty than it needs to, compared with other rich advanced nations.

It’s not as though we can’t afford to do better. In fact our “social spending” is very great — but most actually goes to the more affluent. (Of course there’s a reason. They have more votes.)

James Baldwin sixty years ago said it’s expensive to be poor in America. Desmond shows many ways the poor are milked. Bank profits, for example, rely heavily on stiff overdraft fees and the like, to which financially strapped poorer people disproportionately fall subject. They’re also often driven to “payday loans,” which Desmond particularly pillories. Translating a week’s loan fee into an annual percentage rate may sound exorbitant. Payday lenders actually provide a much needed service to their customers, and critics tend to overlook their costs of doing business. Yet needing such costly loans does make poverty expensive.

So does the criminal justice system, wherein small infractions can metastasize into crushing cost burdens, especially where people are charged for the privilege of being prosecuted and even incarcerated. Yes, that’s really a thing. When they fall behind in paying, fees build upon fees. Parents unable to pay can even have children taken away. (Desmond doesn’t discuss the human catastrophe of the whole foster care system.)

Thus, while he does give us some glimpses of what poverty is like, I felt there was not enough of that, in contrast to the vividness in Evicted — with poverty treated here more like an abstraction. The book’s tone and tenor is very preachy. We see little of the actual human beings affected. The subject could well have warranted more than just 189 pages.

A big part of the problem is segregation — not just by race but by economic class. Many factors banish poor people from better neighborhoods, like bad credit, a history of evictions, etc. Desmond at one point strangely pooh-poohs experimental programs giving poor families vouchers to move to upscale areas. But later he acknowledges that, even with no income increase, this “improves their lives tremendously” — exposure to crime drops, mental health improves, and children flourish in schools, with lifelong benefits. Desmond meantime laments the sociological harms from walling off the poor in ghettoes. “It brings out the worst in us, feeding our prejudices and spreading moral decay.”

It’s easy demonizing people you never meet. We’ve found that anti-immigrant prejudices melt away when people are exposed to actual migrants as part of their communities.

I’ve been a crank about education; whereas it could be a great equalizer, instead we perversely often subject poor and minority kids to substandard education that actually worsens the disadvantage they’re born into. But interestingly, Desmond points to Montgomery County, Maryland, which made a real effort to invest fully in schools in low income areas. Yet their students still did markedly worse than kids —even if equally poor — attending integrated schools. Integration proved more powerful than money.

Desmond argues that while affluent liberals are all in favor of integration, and public housing for poorer people, they don’t want it in their backyards. Another recent book, Bill McKibben’s The Flag, the Cross, and the Station Wagon, relates how in the ’70s all the good people in his suburban Massachusetts town endorsed a low-income housing project, but in the privacy of the voting booth overwhelmingly rejected it. A similar ethos underlies ubiquitous zoning restrictions making it hard to build anything anywhere, but especially housing geared to the less affluent.

The resulting shortage of such housing, combined with the mentioned factors keeping them out of better areas, limits their choices, which in turn enables “slumlords” to charge rents that can actually exceed those for nicer housing. Thus again making poverty expensive.

Desmond goes on to cite the “forced busing” for school integration, also mainly in the ’70s, as enormously consequential, because here, starkly, “working class white families were asked to bear the costs of integration in a way that white professionals never were.” Breeding “a festering resentment toward elites and their institutions” — universities, science, journalism, government — and “a new political alignment and a new politicized anger still very much with us today.” Indeed, still intensifying.

A basic theme of the book (implied by its title) is that we don’t merely tolerate a wide divide between the poor and the affluent, we like it that way. Moreover, Desmond contends that we are all actually culpable for the dire straits of our poor — that we benefit from it. He casts them as being exploited, with the rest of us as exploiters.

For example, he says that upscale consumers like to get stuff “fast and cheap” — “but somebody has to pay for it, and that somebody is the rag-and-bone American worker. Poverty wages allow rock bottom prices. Relentless supervision and control facilitate fast service.” So the “working class and working poor — and now, even the working homeless (my emphasis) — bear the costs of our appetites and amusements.”

This facile take conflates some very distinct economic phenomena. As if (turning inside out the usual indictment of capitalism) a business striving to give its customers low prices and good service is a bad thing! Of course, businesses do that because competition requires it. If they could charge more, they would. If prices are too high, or service sketchy, customers can go elsewhere, or even spend their money on different things altogether. That firm will fail. No boon for its employees.

Businesses do make profits. Some consider that evil ab initio. Though it’s the reason goods and services they love are made available at all. But are profits excessive? Sometimes, of course; but more generally competition drives them to a minimum. Most folks would be surprised to learn what few pennies of profit a typical business gets for every dollar of sales. The net profits of the entire U.S. airline industry, for the entire Twentieth Century, were approximately zero.

So — the real reason so many U.S. jobs pay so little is not “exploitation” as Desmond keeps saying. It’s because the goods and services workers produce are simply not worth more than they are, in the competitive marketplace. Just a fundamental reality.

It’s easy to suggest businesses should simply pay workers more and charge customers correspondingly more. But customers have a say in that. And indeed, if throughout the economy, wages were higher, and so in consequence were prices, we’d be where we started. Or else higher prices would mean consumers able to buy fewer things. That lessened demand for goods and services would reduce employment, making it even harder to earn a “living wage.”

Yet this is a very rich nation. What makes us rich is precisely that, compared to past epochs, we can produce so much, at so little cost to producers. It’s the basic reason why, notwithstanding the poverty Desmond depicts, far more of us can live very well indeed.

That’s economics. But the issue is also political, sociological, and ethical. Given the stubborn reality that a lot of people just cannot earn enough to live decently, what are we to do about it?

An issue advanced societies have wrestled with for centuries. “Are there no poor houses?” said Scrooge. Humanitarian instincts have long compelled us to do, well, something. But never coming to grips with the concept that all members of society should be entitled to basically decent necessities, just by being human. Instead we’ve built crazy-quilt patchworks of programs that nibble at the bullet without ever biting it.

And for all we’ve spent doing it, American poverty seems to remain intractable. Part of it is that, even regarding the small part of “welfare” actually targeting the poor rather than the rich, much of the money never actually reaches their hands. If we abolished all those programs and instead simply sent out checks, that would lift most people from the wretchedness Desmond castigates.

He does suggest this, more or less, calculating that as of 2020, the cost needed to have no American below the poverty line would be $177 billion (above what’s already spent on anti-poverty programs). In the big American picture, that’s actually chump change, practically a rounding error in the federal budget. Desmond says we throw away more in food annually.

Going further, he notes that a “Universal Basic Income” could cost $1 trillion or more annually. I might suggest, again, just sending everyone a check — yes, everyone. Taxes for the affluent majority would have to rise in consequence — cancelling out, for them, the benefit. But as you go down the income distribution, less affluent people, paying lower tax rates, would benefit more; the poorest most of all. While of course such a scheme would eliminate all eligibility issues and the kinds of massive administrative complexities that bedevil existing social programs.

A trillion is not exactly chump change. But meantime, Desmond also notes that unpaid taxes amount to about that much annually — which a better funded IRS (opposed by Republicans) could collect.

And he contends that we’d gain more from ending poverty than it would cost. Boiling it down, we’d be more free. Compared to the freedom wealth confers, “a freedom that comes from shared responsibility, shared purpose and gain, and shared abundance and commitment” is “a different sort of human liberation altogether: deeper, warmer, more lush.”

That verbiage may be over-the-top. But it’s true that such spending would buy vast human improvement. America would be a much better country. And people like Desmond could stop trying to make us all feel guilty.

My Running Music

September 23, 2023

Most days I run to the post office for my mail; about a mile; ten minutes. Music helps. Not long ago I happened to run a similar distance but found it puzzlingly hard going. Then I realized I’d done it musicless — which really made a difference.

I’d been using ancient technology — a Walkman playing cassette tapes. Four decades ago, my then-partner helped me make some with my favorites, using a tape recorder. One tape has some coughing because I did it during a cold.

Eventually my old Walkman started to malfunction. I searched eBay for a replacement. Most listings said “for parts only.” (Why try to sell an obsolete gadget that doesn’t even work?) I did buy one supposedly operable, but it didn’t work properly either.

My wife came to the rescue, setting me up with an iPod as a birthday gift. Not actually the latest technology, but a big advancement for this Neanderthal. I was delighted — now I could even add some goodies that had never made it onto my ancient cassettes. Unlimited during the free trial period.

So I set to work creating a list. I had for reference not only my few personal cassettes (a couple had gotten damaged or lost) but boxes full of others, most not touched in decades. Including tons of Irish music, which I love. I played many that seemed promising (using a clunky old cassette player), searching for keepers. Wound up with a list of over 50 songs.

I also racked my memory to think of others — like Here Comes the Sun, Flashdance’s What a Feeling, Wichita Lineman. I like lively, strongly melodic, uplifting, inspiring music. (I sometimes have to ignore lyrics — or even amuse myself substituting my own.)

Downloading them wasn’t real user-friendly. Merely trying to open the “Apple Music” catalog often drove me nuts. And the selection wasn’t comprehensive. Some Irish favorites, and others, strangely absent. And when I realized Pachelbel’s Canon and The City of New Orleans lacked the verve of the versions on my old cassettes, I searched for alternate recordings — in vain.

Still, I’m thrilled to have this new, distilled, curated core playlist — making me especially look forward to my postal runs.

Here’s the full list. I’d welcome anyone’s further suggestions!

Hail to the Chief

Memory (from Cats)

The City of New Orleans

Pachelbel’s Canon in D

Dueling Banjos

California Girls

Here Comes the Sun

Hey Jude

A Hard Days Night

When Johnny Comes Marching Home

The Kincora Jig (Boys of the Lough)

Waltzing Matilda

Amazing Grace

Morning Has Broken

The Foggy Dew (The Chieftains)

Beggerman (Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem)

Hair

Thus Spoke Zarathustra

American Pie

Galveston

Wichita Lineman

Canadian Railroad Trilogy (Gordon Lightfoot)

Rocky Theme (Gonna Fly Now)

What a Feeling

Star of the County Down

Annie’s Song

Take Me Home, Country Roads

Semper Fidelis

Star Wars Main Theme

Up Up and Away

The Ride of the Valkyries

Classical Gas

They’re Coming to America

Swimming to the Other Side (Pat Humphries)

If I Had A Hammer

Leaving on a Jet Plane

The Gates of Kiev (Mussorgsky, Pictures at an Exhibition)

Ode to Joy

Greensleeves

Scotland the Brave

Shenandoah

A.A. Cameron’s Strathspey (Silly Wizard)

Cecilia

The Sound of Silence

Save the People (Godspell)

We Beseech Thee (Godspell)

Battle Hymn of the Republic

Hallelujah Chorus

Joy to the World

The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Chariots of Fire

Our flag was still there

El Condor Pasa

The Star Spangled Banner

Stars and Stripes Forever

The Deep Roots of Religion

September 20, 2023

My humanist group hosted J. Anderson Thomson, a psychiatrist, speaking about his book, Why We Believe in God(s): A Concise Guide to the Science of Faith.

Everyone knows religion reflects trying to explain what we don’t understand; to gain a moral touchstone; to combat fears of death. All more or less conscious mental phenomena. But Thomson went deeper.

He began by twice quoting Jefferson in 1816, on how religious dogmas (as distinct from moral principles) have forever induced people to battle and torture each other over abstractions actually beyond the comprehension of any human mind. Charles Darwin was then nine, and would go on to supply the understanding of our origins equipping us to rise above Jefferson’s lament.

The evolutionary process he demystified reveals us to be, at the most fundamental level, “problem solving devices” aimed at gene replication. One’s own individual well-being and survival is just a means to that end.

This is Richard Dawkins’s “selfish gene” paradigm. Really ultimately just math — traits enhancing an organism’s likelihood of reproducing will proliferate in subsequent generations, carrying along the genes associated with them. In service to this our brains evolved — mostly performing functions not even in conscious awareness.

Thomson spoke of junk food and pornography as “super-normal stimuli” outclassing ones we encounter naturally, hijacking the brain to cause behaviors responsive to very deep-seated desires whose true evolutionary purpose is not to reward us but to get our genes into the next generation. Religion does similar.

It takes advantage of a key human evolutionary adaptation, “eusociality” — described by Thomson as “colony life” or an endless camping trip with close relatives. Religion meshes helpfully with this by enabling expansion beyond just family groups into larger (and thus stronger) social collectives.

He also stressed the salience of parent-child relationships, and how religion gains a foothold in our minds by mirroring that. Especially the mother-child bond. Belief in a deity mirrors knowledge of a mother’s existence, actually filling roles akin to a god’s. Mothers answer prayers; they’re seen as omniscient and omnipotent. A loving presence in challenging circumstances. They provide sustenance. Thomson placed the Christian communion sacrament in this context (though without specifically mentioning breast milk).

Another key theme is that religions ask us to suspend disbelief only within limited bounds — we’re set up with alarms against gross violations of the natural order, but religions tend to entail only modest tweaks to our understandings of how things work.

He also discussed ritual, especially “rhythmic physical activity” like dancing and even just touching. Affecting us on a deep subconscious level by boosting endorphin levels, thus raising pain thresholds and promoting interpersonal bonding. Mirror neurons come into play. Yet another deep mechanism religion exploits, with even nonbelievers finding it hard to resist an emotional response.

This put me in mind of my own experience. I was that rare child who never absorbed an iota of religious belief. I was also socially very laggard. Thomson’s presentation made me wonder whether those two things were connected. Seventy years later I still feel I lack some standard social genes; and my non-religiosity remains absolute.

Yet I’m not entirely without human social response. I’ve noticed a deep susceptibility to smiles. Seeing one provokes a warm feeling. Even if on the face of, like, a Putin, or a Trump! I find I must engage my rational brain to countermand that innate human response.

This is ultimately what Thomson was urging us all to do when it comes to religion.

Impeachment II: Ken Paxton: How Morally Depraved Can a Party Be?

September 17, 2023

Ken Paxton is the Republican Texas Attorney General. Flaunting his blizzard of litigation against the Biden administration. He’d also spearheaded the legally absurd lawsuit after the 2020 election, challenging other states’ voting procedures. All (which was the real aim) endearing Paxton to the Trump cult. Despite all his corruption.

The smelliest aspect is Paxton allegedly bending the system to make real estate developer Nate Paul’s serious legal troubles go away — in return for Paul’s hefty campaign contributions and other favors, including hiring Paxton’s mistress. He’s also been indicted for felony securities fraud. And so on.

Seven of Paxton’s top underlings (no Democrats, this is Texas) had blown the whistle, alerting the FBI to the bribery and corruption. They got fired or otherwise punished.

Yet Paxton coasted to re-election in 2022 — beating, in the primary, a Bush no less. (By two-to-one; Paxton previously beat Sam Houston.)

However, it actually seemed there might be moral limits, even, incredibly enough, for Texas Republicans. Paxton’s corruption miasma becoming unignorable, the GOP-controlled State House of Representatives summoned up the intestinal fortitude to impeach him, by an overwhelming (121 to 23) bipartisan vote.

And it looked like the State Senate would follow suit and convict him. It rejected (24 to 6) motions to dismiss the charges. Republican senators were seen to be pre-emptively shoring up their right-wing credentials, in anticipation of fending off blowback from Paxton-loving MAGA cultists.

Who in the end proved just too strong. Those senators lost their nerve, finally too scared to cross the Trumpist dupes dominating their own political base. All but two Republican senators caved and voted to acquit on all 16 corruption charges.

Meanwhile, over in Washington . . . House Republicans push their phony impeachment of President Biden for imaginary corruption, with absolutely zero evidence.

But don’t forget, this is the “law and order” party.

Impeachment and the True Crime

September 14, 2023

House Speaker Kevin McCarthy has announced a presidential impeachment process, as the “next logical step,” based on “serious and credible allegations” of Biden’s “culture of corruption.”

Those are lies. No evidence supports such allegations. In fact they’ve been disproven.

After eight months of “investigating,” finding zilch, Republicans still talk like it’s “the biggest political corruption and criminal scandal in our nation’s history” (a quote from Rep. Elise Stefanik). But they have worked themselves up into a froth of Biden hatred; his real crime is having beaten their guy. Who was twice impeached, so this is payback.

They are also trying to muddy the waters. Next year will be saturated with news coverage of Trump trials, full of damning evidence of all his misdeeds. Republicans, insulting reality, want to make it seem as though Biden is equally criminal.

And McCarthy’s impeachment announcement was also dishonest because he isn’t serious about it. He’s skipped the customary House vote to authorize the process because it would fail. McCarthy’s announcement was just a sop to the crazy caucus — Gaetz, Good, Gosar, Greene, et al — or, more accurately, the extreme crazy caucus (the rest of the party being moderates in craziness). The extreme fringe has McCarthy by the balls. They want a government shutdown, aiming for deeper spending cuts than previously agreed to, and McCarthy is trying to buy them off with the impeachment posturing. It’s all empty posturing. (Though the budget crap actually harms the country.)

Meantime, none of those Republican champions of presidential probity, clamoring for Biden’s impeachment, voted to impeach Trump for holding up military aid to Ukraine, trying to extort a bribe from its president in the form of smearing a political opponent. None voted to impeach Trump for literally trying to overthrow the republic and prevent his elected successor from taking office. Nope, nothing to see there folks, no impeachable offenses. Ignore all Trump’s other obvious corruption too. But that scalawag Biden, on the other hand . . . .

And these Republicans have been bleating there’s a double standard, two-tiered justice in this country. That it’s somehow a “weaponized” partisan political “witch hunt” to try to hold Trump accountable for what are, Ms. Stefanik, indisputably the gravest of crimes ever committed by a U.S. president. Crimes that would shock all our pants off — if we still had any on. And this is the “law and order” party!

Interestingly, Putin the other day said the Trump indictments show America’s political system is corrupt, parroting the Republican line that the prosecutions are just politically motivated witch hunts, by Democrats trying to thwart a political adversary.

Pretty rich coming from a guy who literally murders political adversaries.

Republicans also prattle about the Constitution. It established impeachment as an extreme remedy, for extreme circumstances. Accordingly, we went for over two centuries with but a single presidential impeachment. Republicans show their constitutional principles by making a squalid, petty mockery of its impeachment provisions. As if talking impeachment is now just normal routine political theater.

People say all politicians lie. Actually, throughout my half century as an active Republican, I saw things differently from Democrats, but never deemed them liars. Still don’t. Politics used to be conducted with basic honesty — and harsh consequences for breaches. No longer. Responsible news media, reporting on McCarthy’s announcement, pointed out its untruth, but nobody cares.

No Republicans, that is. Likewise regarding all Trump’s lies, especially the “stolen election” lie. Republicans have become The Party of Lies because there is no downside. They’re destroying what used to be America’s civic culture of fundamental decency.

This Biden impeachment nonsense itself is the real crime. It’s all those Republican perpetrators who deserve removal from office.

Dirty Pictures

September 11, 2023

Child porn cases are often in the news. It creeps me out that anyone could get their jollies from that. But human sexuality is very varied. Even if only 1% of men (it’s virtually all males) partake, that’s still a lot of people.

One of those news reports recently concerned John Hotaling, 62, of Esperance, who previously served five years in federal prison for child porn; this time he’s pleaded guilty — “To photo-shopping the faces of children onto images of naked adults having sex,” the newspaper stated.

Child porn is a crime because children are harmed in its production, unable to properly consent. Even just being a consumer of such material is harmful by encouraging the genre.

Hotaling’s pictures, however, could well carry the disclaimer, “No children were harmed in the production of these images.” He made that argument in the prior case, but courts rejected it.

“Zero tolerance” might superficially appeal but it often devolves into zero sense. Humans have a tendency to go overboard on anything, to extremes. That seems to apply to Hotaling’s case, which zeal against child porn cannot justify. What he did got the damning label “child porn” even though entailing none of the harms we associate with that category.

He was just playing around making collages for himself on his computer, pasting different heads on bodies. Maybe weird, but people should have a right to weirdness — as long as no one else is harmed. That’s a fundamental principle of a free society. One we often forget — forgetting that government was created in the first place to protect people from harm by others — not as a vehicle to punish folks we disapprove of.

Indeed, our current culture war craziness gives free reign, across a wide spectrum of issues and behaviors, for seeking to punish people and ideas one simply dislikes. Talk about “weaponizing government!”

Another local case, in Saratoga Springs, concerned Charles Ross, accused of posting “salacious videos of women and girls filmed without their consent.” Now there is a thing (rampant particularly in South Korea) with men hiding cameras in, like bathrooms, where privacy is expected. But Ross was filming in public — gals out walking or jogging. Some in “sportswear.” Woo-hoo! He did attach labels like “#hotchicks” or “sportsbra.” Even zoomed in on their chests.

But still — how the heck is this a crime?? Everyone knows if you’re out in public you can be photographed. While the 9/9 news story reports an arrest warrant, the exact charges seem uncertain.

Another thing baffling me about such cases, even the bathroom cams, is — hello, this is the 21st century! With an internet! With all the porn you could want, for free. Naked body parts galore, for every taste (or perversion), just a few clicks away. So why do people do all that weird shit landing them in jail? What pathetic stupid losers.

But again, being a pathetic stupid loser by itself should not be a crime.

If today some government scourges can punish what Hotaling or Ross did, harming no one, think how you yourself could be vulnerable for something you consider innocent but someone else does not.

First they came for the Jews . . . .

The BLOAT — Biggest Loser of All Time

September 8, 2023

Heard a radio report about California’s Shasta County switching from automated to hand counting of election ballots. Ditching their Dominion equipment. The estimated cost is $1.6 million or more. Which cash-strapped Shasta County can ill-afford. To count 70,000 votes. That’s over $21 per ballot.

Such craziness is fallout from Trump’s 2020 election lie, undermining confidence in our vote counting. And involved in the Shasta story is giant Trumpsucker asshole clown Mike “My Pillow” Lindell.

Trump made up the “vote steal” lie because his damaged brain couldn’t accept losing. Anyone with an undamaged brain knows that. His psychologist niece Mary’s book tells how Trump absorbed his father’s dictum that people are either killers or losers. It’s guided his life.

In Trump’s upcoming trials, concerning his own effort to steal the 2020 election, a key question is whether he knew he’d lost, or truly believed his lies. Tough to answer, with a psyche so messed up.

How much better he’d have looked had he instead done the right thing, and graciously conceded the election. As every other losing presidential candidate in U.S. history had done. A better launchpad for a 2024 comeback? But doing the right thing, and graciousness, are not in Trump’s wheelhouse. At all. Ever. Never passing up an opportunity for vileness. He thinks it makes him look strong — a killer.

And the great irony is that all his vile behavior since November 4, 2020 has done nothing to counteract the fact that he lost. To the contrary: it has occasioned unceasing reminders, in responsible news media, that he did lose, and he’s a liar as well as a loser. Now central facts in America’s story. Truly making Trump the biggest loser of all time.

There’d be some satisfaction there, except that tens of millions of Americans are on the opposite page entirely. Totally invested in his shit. Like in pathetic Shasta County, wasting taxpayer money on a harebrained scheme inspired by Trump’s “election fraud” nonsense. Shasta is just one small example of a much wider syndrome. There’s something seriously broken in this country.

A recent article in The Economist examined how much impact AI, generating “deepfakes” and other sorts of disinformation, might have on the 2024 election. Not likely much, the report concluded. Turns out those hungriest for partisan nonsense are zealots feeding their confirmation bias, rather than ordinary folks. While people tend to be so wedded to their political stances that they aren’t swayed by any news, real or fake. Seeing it all as a cacophony they ignore.

Yet that mentality is propelled by all the stuff out there that makes people distrust everything. Trump’s “election fraud” lie fed right into this. Americans’ overall trust in our institutions — and in each other — has been collapsing. A very bad thing.

Of Human Bondage: Harvey Havel’s Wild Whore of Albany

September 4, 2023

At the last Albany Book Festival, I stopped at a local writers organization table, being manned by poet Mary Panza, a powerful personality. She ordered me to take a free book. I picked Harvey Havel’s The Wild Gypsy of Arbor Hill.

Harvey too is an acquaintance (now absconded to Las Vegas) and an indefatigable writer. I’ve previously reviewed his book of blog essays. Hadn’t before read any of his many self-published novels.

Wild Gypsy’s protagonist is Charlie, a very white preppy collegiate. More preoccupied with his whiteness than is normal. Reflecting (as did his blog book) Havel’s own ethnic hang-up. He’s actually caucasian, his color barely even beige. But he seems to think it’s a sexual turn-off.

He’s also quite nice looking, in my opinion, which he doesn’t share. Charlie too apparently is good-looking, yet like Havel is plagued by a sense that women ignore him.

I can relate, being sexually invisible to women at 5’4″, but didn’t obsess over it, just worked harder at the game. (Actually I was so clueless it took me ages to grasp the height effect. Never thought of getting shoes with lifts.)

Anyhow, Charlie haunts college frat parties ogling gorgeous inaccessible women, feeling sorry for himself. (Havel’s own thing about female looks was evident in his blog book too. I thought his problem was not relating to women as people.) Eventually though, Charlie does snag a beauty. But their torrid affair ends with pregnancy and abortion, and her dumping him.

So, disillusioned, he quits school and washes up in Albany, where he can get a cheap slum apartment and crummy junk collector job. Gypsy is a gal he hires to clean his place; turns out she sells other services too. Soon he’s utterly hooked, besotted with her. Despite her being no beauty — and continuing to charge him for sex, and stealing from him. Also she’s a crack addict.

This dismal unfolding saga reminded me of Somerset Maugham’s classic 1915 novel, Of Human Bondage. Likewise centered upon a “respectable” man’s strange fixation on a very unsuitable woman who treats him like crap. I’d read it half a century ago, while trying to catch up on all the great literature I’d ignored in college, and had the time because girls were ignoring me.

Charlie’s well-heeled parents had pretty much written him off. On a visit, his father insists he go on a blind date with a Harvard Law graduate. He hates the idea. She’s actually attractive, yet he deliberately sabotages the date with crazy babble about space aliens and sex.

Her name is Mildred, which seemed weird. Nobody’s named Mildred any more. Then it struck me: Mildred was the name of the woman in Of Human Bondage. Coincidence? Or Havel’s literary homage to Waugh?

Charlie goes back to Gypsy, who spurns his repeated marriage pleas, while helping him become a drug dealer. Leading to his best friend’s death. Then Charlie freaks out catching Gypsy practicing her profession with his drug connection. Well, enough spoilers. I did put the book down with a “wow.”

The word “uneven” applies in spades to this book. It held my interest, kind of like gawking at an accident scene, and had some strong literary touches. But it’s incessantly marred by sloppiness. The book is a first-person narrative, except occasionally when it isn’t. Line breaks are often messed up. Too many sentences don’t scan. Et cetera. No proofreading.

Still, it did rate that “wow.”

“Democrats Will Destroy America”

September 1, 2023

Democrats will “destroy” America. They want to. This is now a staple of Republican rhetoric.

Democrats supposedly want to destroy America because they hate it. But don’t they live there? Who’d want to “destroy” their own home?

Or maybe it’s their policies you think would destroy America. Policies like tackling climate change, extending health care (including for pregnant women), curbing the proliferation of murderous guns, protecting voting rights, reducing inequality, welcoming immigrants, confronting Russian aggression, etc. Non-radical policies most Americans support.

I was a Republican myself for 53 years until 2017 — being plenty critical of some Democrat policies. But they were just normal debatable issues. Not “communist” or some such craziness.

Democrats have held the White House for 11 of the past 15 years. If they’d really wanted to “destroy” America, they had ample opportunity. Yet, strangely enough, the country is doing very well, economically at least — with growth and wages strong, jobs easy to find, and inflation coming down. Though Democrats get scant credit because the national mood is deeply sour.

True, “woke” excesses are nasty stuff, but that applies to only a very small minority of Democrats, hardly threatening America’s “destruction.” And it’s not what most Republicans really and truly fear. It’s the loss of white dominance. They hate Democrats because they’re seen as the party of non-whites.

And this “destroy America” rhetoric comes from the party of January 6, a violent attempt to overthrow our legitimate government. Republicans are the party of January 6 because they refuse to acknowledge this reality of the event, want to whitewash it, or pretend it never happened. And support a presidential candidate most directly culpable for it; who engaged in a conspiracy of lis and fraud to prevent his elected successor from taking office.

While hallucinating that so great is the Democrats’ threat to America that anything — anything — is justified to thwart them. Including violence, like January 6. Republican Congressman Matt Gaetz recently explicitly endorsed the use of force to achieve political outcomes.

Mere hot air, you might say; people like Gaetz don’t literally believe this. But too many of the rank-and-file, steeped in such polemics, do believe it. And have guns. Fetishize guns.

Columnist Cynthia Tucker recently called the Republican party a cult that’s “now a morass of bigotry, corruption, graft and irrationality.” (She inexplicably forgot lies.) And “we have become inured to . . . the ripping apart of the civic fabric, the shameless assaults on common decency.”

Our democracy endured for over two centuries not thanks to our Constitution, but something more fundamental — a civic understanding that a diverse society requires respecting the right of people to disagree, to participate legitimately in politics, and to share in governance. Today’s Republican party is taking a sledgehammer to that compact.

A recent Thomas Friedman column discusses Lebanon, where that kind of civic understanding, which long underpinned societal stability, was shattered. And so was the country — truly destroyed.

At the recent debate, when asked if they’d support the party’s nominee even if convicted of a felony, six of the eight Republican presidential hopefuls raised their hands. To whooping applause from the Fox News audience.

What the hell has happened to these people?

And yet it’s Democrats they think will destroy America?

I was actually surprised that the January 6 insurrection did not bring out way more gun nuts. But that was just a dress rehearsal. They’ll be better organized and prepared next time.

Violence won’t be necessary if the electorate is so insane as to elect Trump again. But I’m almost as fearful of what will go down if he loses again.

I once blamed Democrats more for partisan bitterness. No longer. Today’s Republicans should scare the shit out of any reasonable person. While their hate toward Democrats is part of their overall derangement. So deranged they can’t see it’s they themselves who truly do threaten America’s destruction.