Friday, November 30, 2012

Ms. Rice, Meet Ms. Rice



Jon Stewart makes us laugh about the silliness of Senator John McCain!
by Charlie Leck

Back on November 15, I wrote a blog called John McCain Doesn’t Make Sense. It dealt with the Senator’s silly criticisms of U.N. Ambassador Susan Rice over the violence at our embassy in Benghazi. I argued that McCain and Senator Lindsay Graham have short memories. I recalled that they begged the nation’s indulgence and forgiveness for what the U.N. Ambassador in 2008 (Condoleezza Rice) said about the necessity to go to war in Iraq (one of the biggest foreign policy mistakes this nation ever made). Remember how she assured us that Iraq was stock-piling WMD (weapons of mass destruction). Even after the truth was known, McCain and Graham argued for understanding and urged us to overlook Ms. Rice’s comments then, as she was being considered by the Senate to become our Secretary of State.

This is all incredible irony. Now, a month after I wrote that, listen to Jon Stewart lay it on the line on his TV show, using the very same argument (though I do grant he is a helluva lot funnier than I).

Go here to watch this segment of his show. You will get a laugh or two out of it.

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

David Riehle is a Man to Know About



This morning I encountered a very special story that I think you should know about.
by Charlie Leck

This morning, I read a really interesting and impressive story in one of my favorite news rags, Politics in Minnesota (PIM). I started subscribing to this news weekly about a year ago. With the printed paper, I also get regular and extensive email notifications about what’s happening on our state’s political scene.

This morning, in that little newspaper, I really struck gold with a remarkable piece of writing about an extraordinary man. The account bore the title: The Workingman’s Tale. I wish I could provide a link, but PIM is a closely held publication and you need to be a subscriber to peruse its articles. I’ll summarize the piece for you; and if you want to read the entire thing, send me an email with your address and I’ll mail it to you. This is too good a story to be kept in such a small circle of subscribers and I urge PIM and Capitol Life to have it published more widely.

The author of the story is Kevin Featherly. The subject is David Riehle. Mr. Riehle, you are going to find out, is a generally fantastic and unusual man of great character and mind. Featherly is an award-winning free lance writer who contributes regularly to PIM. I wasn’t very far into Mr. Featherly’s wonderful story when I realized I was dealing here with a very talented writer and his amazing subject.

David Riehle
Mr. Riehle proudly refers to himself as a socialist. Perhaps he is; however, he is so much, much more and I (without ever having met him) really like him.

At the age of 66, this man, David Riehle, is working on a documentary (Who Built Our Capitol?) on the construction of the Minnesota State Capitol building in St. Paul. The film will be produced by the University of Minnesota’s Labor Education Service. The concentration of the documentary is on one of the workers who helped construct the amazing building. David Riehle is the principle snoop behind the scenes.

Riehle is a retired locomotive engineer and a member in good-standing of the United Transportation Union (Local 650). He calls his former work on the railroad a hobby. His unpaid work as a historian, he says, is his job. As these things often happen, he is married to a union activist. His wife, Gladys McKenzie is retired from her work with the American Federation of State, County and Municipal Employees. The couple proudly proclaims that they are union people.

Here we must introduce Cass Gilbert, the extremely well-known architect who designed the Minnesota State Capitol Building. It was Gilbert’s insistence that this building had to be built of Georgia marble, and not Minnesota granite, that becomes the crux of the story that Kevin Featherly tells. Along with a cameraman, David Riehle traveled on down to Georgia to find the marble quarry. Featherly details the search and the extraordinary manner in which Riehle found the site (using the common sense of a railroad man).

Why is Riehle so interested in this story? Because it is the story of construction. And building construction is done by human beings.

“I want people to know,” Riehle told Featherly, “that everything they see has been built by human labor.”

He wants ordinary people to understand the story of organized labor. In understanding labor’s past struggles, Riehle hopes, they may also understand the need to rebuild workers’ rights.

This ex-railroad man has published a surprising number of historical articles about the labor movement. He is a member of the St. Paul Heritage Preservation Commission. He’s also a volunteer labor history tour guide for Friends of the St. Paul Library.

For his work with the University’s Labor Education Service (LES), he accepts no pay.

I’m guessing that there is no man alive who knows and understands the history of the labor movement in Minnesota better than David Riehle. As I read through the accounts and listings of the astonishing amounts of writing and reports on the subject that he has produced, I became dizzy thinking about how productive one man could be.

Barb Kucera, the LES director, spoke to Featherly about Riehle’s productiveness:

“He has a body of work that way exceeds what academics – people who do this work as their full-time job – are doing. He has done amazing work.”

Peter Rachleff, a history professor at Macalester College, who thinks Riehle is a great historian, told Featherly about the kind of history David Riehle explores:

“There is a tremendous history that we do not know, that is not taught in the schools and that is not recognized in mass circulation films or publications. We can never truly understand where we stand today without exploring that great history.”

There you have it! One of the leading historians in Minnesota, if not in the nation, who graduated from White Bear High School and went on to work as a union man and railroad locomotive engineer, is the remarkable David Riehle. I’m dad-gum impressed – and I mean it!

Thanks, Kevin Featherly, for your remarkable story. And, to Peter Bartz-Gallagher for a brilliant photograph of Mr. Riehle!



  
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

I and Economic Prediction


     The grandkids, Caroline, Daphne, Rowan and Anna
      were here for the Thanksgiving weekend. What fun!


I know nothing about the economy, though I often fool myself into thinking I do; so don’t listen to me (except for pure entertainment) when I go on and on about economic matters.
by Charlie Leck

In 2008, when the economy went very sour, one of our daughters was looking around to purchase a condo in Manhattan.

“How long will this economy be in this rut?” She asked me in the waning months of 2008.

“Oh, I expect,” I replied, “that things will pick up strongly during this coming winter and certainly by spring.”

Well, it’s a full four years since I offered up that answer and prediction, and the economy is still in serious doldrums and appears stuck in a rut. However, friends of mine are saying (really) that they now expect things to improve in the country. The Congress seems to be in a new mood to cooperate and, if they do, they ought to be able to kick this sick economy in the ass and get it going again.

California, for instance, is showing some signs that its economy is waking up from its four year slumber.

“There is evidence of job growth, economic stability, a resurgent housing market and rising spirits in a state that was among the worst hit by the recession.” [New York Times, 28 November 2012, California Shows Signs of Resurgence!]

We’re seeing some of the same kinds of signs here in Minnesota. The big retail stores seem to be doing well in this after-Thanksgiving shopping moment. And, there is lots of major construction in our downtown Minneapolis area and a couple of new, amazingly large projects have recently been announced. Houses are starting to sell again in both the suburbs and the central city – and prices seem to be moving upward. Car sales have been high for the last year.

It all puts me in a better mood. I really think we’re in full-scale recovery. Federal income taxes will rise for us in the coming year, but we’ve been both expecting and hoping for that. It’s only fair – especially if it will get this economy rolling again (and Democrats have been arguing for over four years that this is just what the economy needs).

By mid-summer we’ll all be singing “Happy Times are Here Again!”

But, just remember, I really don’t know what I’m talking about. I may be so optimistic because the just passed Thanksgiving holiday was so wonderful and I was left in such a good mood by it. Having four grandkids around for a few days can do that to an old guy.

I hope your Thanksgiving was grand also. And, I hope you were also surrounded by lots of love and kin.

The excitement left me pretty worn down. I’ve set aside a couple of hours this afternoon for a long, recuperative nap. I plan to dream of younger years, when I could run along the lakeside for an hour or more and not give it a second thought. Now, the walk down our driveway to the mailbox leaves me aching and breathing hard, but I love life more now than ever and I’ve come to grips with these aches and pains. When my wife slipped out the door this morning, to go tend to some old folks who enjoy her so, she gave me a little peck on the lips. Those little moments mean everything now-a-days – everything! We celebrated our wedding anniversary on Monday. When I wrote across the bottom of the card that I loved her, I meant it as much now as ever – “I love you more now than then, when I did not think I could love you more!”

Do your part, will you? Let’s get this economy rolling again!


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Monday, November 26, 2012

Peace on Earth



One of the great dreams of peace lovers everywhere was that the United Nations would be the way toward understanding between nations and the evidence shows that it has helped; but the great challenge today has to do with internal conflicts in so many nations on earth.
by Charlie Leck

This morning’s NY Times displayed an unsettling photograph on its front page. A large and aged cargo truck was jammed with citizens of the Northern Kivu Province of the Congo and someone on the ground was handing up a nearly naked baby to be added to the crush of people seeking to escape the violence that wracks their nation. Over the last several weeks rebels have taken control of Goma, Kivu’s capital. Another photo that heads the story of the violence in the Congo shows a boy (of ten or so) in a hospital bed, recuperating from a gunshot wound he suffered when the rebels took control of Goma.

GOMA, Democratic Republic of Congo — The lights are out in most of Goma. There is little water. The prison is an empty, garbage-strewn wasteland with its rusty front gate swinging wide open and a three-foot hole punched through the back wall, letting loose 1,200 killers, rapists, rogue soldiers and other criminals.”

The fierce and troubling wars of our times are happening within nations as they struggle for a semblance of freedom and the kind of human rights that you and I know in this country. We forget – most of us do, anyway – how rare are such rights to free speech and free assembly around the world.

We concentrate on the well-told stories of civil unrest in Syria and Egypt and forget about places like the Congo (I hesitate to call it by its established name, the Democratic Republic of the Congo).

Joseph Kabila is the President of the Democratic Republic of the Congo and he is quite universally despised.  Riots are commonplace all across the nation – in places with names we’ve heard nothing or very little about over the years – in Bukavu, Kinshasa, Butembo, Kisangani and Bunia.

Billions of dollars of aide have poured into the Congo for peacekeeping purposes. In spite of the funds, the nation has descended into a frenzied and uncivilized place. The Congo is essentially ruled by various criminal organizations, each headed by classic godfathers who are at war with each other over pieces of turf that these criminal organizations want to control.

And, the United Nations seems helpless in its efforts to solve this violence. There are no central leaders or diplomats with whom to negotiate – no governments with which to plead for mercy.

The Congo is only one of the places where such internal unrest is threatening the lives and sanity of peoples who live there… there is also the Ivory Coast, Sudan, Jordan, Syria, Yemen, Bahrain, Algeria, Lebanon, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan, Burma, Somalia and Libya. It is a volatile world right now and it is frankly more than the United Nations can handle.

If you think it is petty to pray for peace, God help us all! This is a time for peace-keepers and for great thinkers to find ways out of this chaos. It is time for all of us to pray for such peace-keepers.

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Retreat from the Sea

     Lower Manhattan from the Brooklyn Bridge

One of the most remarkable articles I’ve lately read is one by three coastal ecologists, that was simply titled: We’re Too Close to the Sea! It comes on the heels of Hurricane Sandy (does a hurricane have heels?) and, following plenty of time to think, after Hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Irene.
by Charlie Leck

It appears we must retreat!
American’s do not like the concept of retreat; for it suggests defeat in a particular battle, and a withdrawal from that battle in order to regroup and reorganize one’s thoughts about what to do in the future.

The article to which I refer here will not be popular! It calls for a retreat from the sea – for a depopulation of the coastal zones of America and other high-risk areas of the country except for industries and businesses that are shoreline dependent.

One must wonder how many disasters like the recent one in New York and New Jersey that the nation’s economy can endure and afford.

“Certain things should be recognized as dependent on shorelines, such as shipping terminals, fishing ports, beach recreation, and shorebird and fish habitats. Shoreline dependence should be an important criterion as trade-offs among land uses are evaluated.”

The article makes a number of very good points. I suggest you read it. Don’t expect instant evacuation, however. I someone in my family said, “It ain’t gonna happen!”



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Friday, November 23, 2012

Sweet, Sweet Thanksgiving


    Granddaughter, Anna Rose, and Uncle Warner
Our dining room table was pushed to the brink, I think, when we gathered 20 adults, children and various animals around it for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a spectacular feast with a variety of appealing dishes that would have rated high marks even from the testy food critics at the New York Times.
by Charlie Leck
Though we led with a big, free-ranging and organic roast turkey at our Thanksgiving dinner yesterday, it was surrounded by so many wonderful accompanying dishes that even Mark Bittman of the New York Times would have approved. (See his column of 20 November 2012: All Hail the Sweet Potato.) Indeed, as Bittman promised, the sweet potatoes were delicious and surprising.
Bittman, a brilliant food blogger and an extraordinary cook, thinks that the turkey is generally a waste of time…
“At the hands of all but the most experienced, careful or lucky cooks, the more than 700 million pounds of turkey we’ll buy this week will wind up with breast meat that’s cottony-dry and leg meat that is underdone, tough, stringy or all three…
“It’s not entirely the turkey’s fault; when you think about it, few holidays are really culinary [1], and in general Thanksgiving is a celebratory feast that has little to do with the harvest or the brilliance of the food but rather family and memories and, usually, obligations.
The Thanksgiving Sweet Potato
And, he thinks the sweet potato is the savior of this holiday dinner so boldly headlined by the turkey (his column so deeply impressed me that I gave extra-careful attention to my sweet potato this year and I found it an absolutely wonderful and compelling experience)…
“If you bake a sweet potato properly – in its skin, with a few holes poked in it (they’ve been known to explode, in a messy but not dangerous sense) – you will get a combination of textures that no other food can offer, and with no added ingredients: sweet stickiness from the caramelizing liquid that oozes from the inside out; a little bit of crunchy chewiness, from the parts of the skin that this liquid helps brown; a soft, velvety yet slightly leathery skin, perfectly edible; and, of course, the meltingly tender, ultra-luxurious flesh, which can range from creamy white to familiar orange to deep red and even purple, and is perhaps best enjoyed with a sprinkle of salt.
“I’m not one to extol the nutritional benefits of one plant over another — we should be eating more of all of them, and less of tortured, chemically enhanced birds — but sweet potatoes are almost unfairly potent, especially when it comes to beta-carotene (happily, made more bio-available when eaten with a little fat), fiber and a host of micronutrients, including not only common ones but those whose benefits are still being explored. If that alone isn’t a reason to eat them, it’s a reason to consider eating them instead of a bag of pretzels when you’re craving starch, or a handful of cookies when you’re craving sweets.
“The sweet potato, of course, is not only fit for baking: it can be grated and stir-fried; sliced and steamed, sautéed, broiled or roasted; wrapped in foil and baked in a fire; fried or, even better, cut into “fries” and baked with a little oil until crisp (or included in tempura); made into soup, a pasta sauce, a filling for ravioli or pie; used as a thickener; dried and eaten as a snack; reheated and drizzled with olive oil; braised in curries or soy-based dishes or European-style stews. Turkey, actually, is not nearly as versatile.”
Well, I gave it up for Mr. Bittman and even tried to propose a toast to him, but it was immediately taken up as some sort of joke by the diners and they laughed the toast and me off before I could even commence. So instead I proposed some sort of delight in the year past and gave thanks for it and offered the hope that the coming year would be as successful and happy.

    The glorious sweet potato!
But I kept giving eye to a remarkable standing rib roast that my NYC daughter had spent a great deal of time preparing on Thanksgiving morning and presented at just the exactly right moment when the Thanksgiving dinner commenced. It had been roasted at a very high temperature for a very short time and then allowed to come to perfection in a closed but tightly sealed oven for the next two hours or so. She had also rubbed it affectionately and thoroughly in a concoction she had invented that morning right in our own kitchen from ingredients she stumbled upon in the pantry.
So, with the help of some remarkable wine recommended by my favorite wine seller up in town, the sweet potatoes and the boufe magnifique were my personal winners at the table yesterday; but, perhaps, they had been aided by the wondrous beet salad and the carefully constructed green lettuce salad that joined them on our table. Bittman, as he usually is, was correct about the turkey. It is a necessary part of the Thanksgiving dinner, but, my, it is certainly not to be considered the star of the table’s list of players.
Follow it all with more wine and the taste sensations drawn from the Apple Crisp and the Pumpkin Pie and you know that Thanksgiving has again been more than simply wonderful.
One wonders, however, how any Thanksgiving dinner, surrounded by such happiness and love could ever be anything other than wonderful!



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Thursday, November 22, 2012

Chris Christie Appears to be a Good Ol’ Guy



     New Jersey Governor, Chris Christie

If you want to know just how low and how bad the Republican Party has gotten, just follow the Chris Christie story and you’ll see how low-down rotten and smelly the Grand Old Party has become. I was totally turned off by the story as I read it a couple of mornings ago in the NY Times.
by Charlie Leck

I read the story on Tuesday morning in the NY Times: After Obama, Christie Wants a G.O.P. Hug! My land, is everything political and is there no relief? I urge you to read the story.

Here’s one of the criticisms of the New Jersey Governor’s behavior while President Obama was visiting his storm wrecked state following Hurricane Sandy: “Why had he stood so close to the President on the tarmac?”

“Mr. Christie locked arms with Mr. Obama, flew with him on Marine One, talked with him daily and went out of his way to praise him publically as ‘outstanding,’ ‘incredibly supportive’ and worthy of ‘great credit.’”

I guess political party rules require that one does not do such a thing. This folks is where politics has gone in this nation – it is especially where Republican Party politics has gone. Thank goodness they got spanked on November 6.

Here’s hoping there is a good political future in store for Chris Christie because he seems a genuinely good man.

By the way, the New York Times notes in its story, presidential candidate Mitt Romney did not call the New Jersey Governor to offer up sympathies and/or encouragement.

Here’s a story that appeared in the New York Times two days after the election that highlights Obama’s good response to the New York/New Jersey disaster and Christie’s appreciation for that response!

Please take note of the City Room Blog in Tuesday’s NY Times (20 November 2012) about Chris Christie’s amazing popularity among NY City residents.

“’The love fest between New Jersey Gov. Christopher Christie and President Barack Obama seems to have moved voters especially,’ said Maurice Carroll, director of the Quinnipiac University Polling Institute. ‘While all four leaders get very high marks, it seems a hug or two never hurts.’”


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Monday, November 19, 2012

Irony in Life and War



You don’t hear me running around talking about this being ironic, or that being ironic; for I have never quite grasped what irony means, until now!
by Charlie Leck

I quietly learned, this morning, that I ought to be more ironic. It is evidently a much desired and admired trait in human beings. I don’t think I’m a very ironic person. When I say something abasing (or shitty) about myself, I almost always mean it.

There is a cultural pull right now toward irony. I don’t feel it. Well, give me a moment!... No, really, I still don’t feel it.

Evidently there is a certain charm in saying what you don’t quite mean. The cultural opposite of the ironic is, evidently, being forthright, serious and sincere.

Apparently it is quite enjoyable to make fun of a friend or acquaintance without really meaning it and making sure, all at the same time, that your friend knows that you really don’t mean it. That sounds so difficult that it gives me a headache. Rich, my South Carolinian friend, is very good at all this. Fred, a fellow in Colorado who follows this blog, also acts and speaks ironically. He is the kind of guy who might wear a t-shirt, made in China, that promotes American products and labor.

The thought of living, acting and speaking ironically, no less the actual effort, gets me very tired. I would rather just tell someone that they are a dumb-shit and simply mean it – or equally, to let someone know that I admire them like crazy and also mean it.

There are ways to dress ironically and, I am told, you can actually cook ironically, too. I wonder if you can iron ironically. (Hey! Wait! That last little bit of curiosity may have been irony!)

Finally (because my headache is growing exponentially with this essay), there are very specific types of irony – like post-modern irony. For instance, if I wrote a short story about an aged man, who had never in his life shared a romantic love with a woman, suddenly meeting an incredible, beautiful, thoughtful and very contemporary woman on a perfect day in mid-autumn, only to find out from his doctor, a day later – immediately after telling the doctor how much he loves this lady – that he has only short days yet to live because of a rampaging disease that courses through him, that would be ironic in a, sort of, post-modern manner.

I would formerly have called it sad, or tragic.

There is some irony, I think, in the current Arab revolutions, which, on the surface, appear to be one thing while, in actuality (the joke is on us), they are really about something extremely and singularly different. We saw it in Libya! We see it in Gaza! Another expensive and frightening war is on the horizon.

"The Arab Spring swells with hope," someone said ironically.

How fucking lovely! (That is irony!)

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Sunday, November 18, 2012

Selvaggio on a Sunday Morning



News stories that grate, like finger-nails drawn across the proverbial chalk board, sometimes draw me into reading them or, in some cases, push me hurriedly beyond them, virtually tearing the page free as I furiously pass on to the next page. Are any of them worth mentioning? Or worth sharing?
by Charlie Leck

Israel Widens Offensive
I’m quite frustrated as I take a pass on reading this story. I know it. This time it features a brilliant and horrifying AP photograph of clouds of dark smoke and fire rising up behind the slim, delicate towers of a temple on the Gaza City skyline. Humanity knows, I think, that people can be kept in poverty and hopelessness only so long. At some point, for terrorizers, they become easy to organize, demonize and use as weapons. The old, wise, careful observers of history have seen it in Watts and Newark and Johannesburg.

One is terribly tempted, by the fear of such things, to refer to the violence in Gaza as religious in nature. Israel is a terribly wealthy nation surrounded by people in the chains of economic catastrophe. And, unfortunately, I think, these suppressed and hungry people come from a culture that speaks about all historical and economic events in a language that finds its translation in religion and faith.

When the reader turns quickly away from that story, he only sees the companion pieces about “the Arab world” and how it watches carefully and angrily the developments in Gaza; and another about the longer range rockets, manufactured in Iran, now in the hands of Hamas. Iran? It is like watching the all too obvious plot of a cheap western movie at the cinema-12-plex; that is, you know where it is going and the clock moves inevitably toward high noon.

Another short story at the bottom of the page has a familiar headline, Israel has right to defend itself President says! Yes, there it is again. How many times have I read it over the last sixty years?

I turn the page!

Thousands March for Abortion Rights in Ireland
This is probably not a story about a nation, but about that nation’s Church – don’t you suppose? I will not find out because I turn the page. Savita Halappanavar was denied an abortion that would have saved her life. Instead, the doctors let her bleed to death. The Roman Church is stupid, ignorant and out of touch with the Christ they claim to proclaim. I have torn-up a half dozen blogs I’ve written about “the Church that knows not Christ!” They won’t do any good. I wrote them and got some of the poison out of my veins. Why publish them and hurt so many blind believers?

Jobs vs. Climate Change
Are my grandchildren so doomed? Is it impossible to live in peace with our climate and with nature? There are so many law-makers who want to do the just and right thing; but they are pressed hard by the need for jobs and gasoline. I know this story all-too-well – Oil Industry Pushing Hard for Keystone XL Project. I’ve read it dozens of times over the years. The outcome is always the same. Mother Earth Loses!

Think of the Poor as part of the Solution
I paused when I saw Joe Selvaggio’s name below the title of the opinion piece. I know Joe and admire the heck out of him. I met him in ’68 – you know, that year in history that changed everything! He’s a good guy – this Catholic priest who has always been just a little out of touch with the chain of command within this institution – and has remained among the poor and needy of our urban area for the last four decades. Joe is the kind of priest with whom the guy on the street – even the businessman on the top floor and the farmer who tends the richest soil – can identify. I’ll read this column and likely
recommend it to you.

Joe argues that we can afford to help the poor (I hear the under-argument that says we cannot afford to ignore them). He claims that it is a mistake to see the poor as a problem and not as an opportunity – as a solution to problems.

“The poor are the last big block of people who are either unemployed or underemployed. We should start thinking of them as a resource, a potential asset, not a liability looking for entitlements.”

I’ll fill my coffee mug with hot java and settle in with this one. Let’s see if Joe can make sense out of all this.

He does and it is worth reading it. It will argue that the rich are, at the very base of economic argument, correct about the poor. The things we do – setting up food shelves, handing a buck to the peddler who hovers near the busy entrance to the freeway, supporting shelters for the homeless, supporting government food stamps and medical care centers – are all important when it comes to temporarily alleviating the suffering of the poor; but we need things done that will dig deep into the heart of poverty and drag people out of the condition toward something more hopeful.

“Entitlements seem to be anathema to the right, left and center. But job-training programs are politically acceptable to right, left and center. The private nonprofit sector has proven that they work, but philanthropy can’t do it alone. Now it’s time for the government to put its muscle behind them.”

Joe is correct. So was Obama when he proposed such things in 2008 (but they never happened – you know, because we keep arguing about “spending” and think hardly ever about “investing”). We’ll never really make inroads against poverty until we see it as this large pool of workers who could be trained to produce for corporation after corporation, dragging themselves out of poverty at the same time. Read Joe’s piece and you’ll see how correct he is!

Joe Selvaggio is currently the Executive at MicroGrants. He founded PPL (Projects in Pride for Living) and also the One Percent Club (which he convinced me to join because it’s a simple idea that challenges people of wealth to give 1 percent of their net worth away each year). The number of people who’ve joined over the years is truly impressive.
You can watch a 7 minute video about MicroGrants that I think you’ll find it inspiring…



150 Thousand Trees Lost in New York City Metro
Trees are important and this kind of loss is staggering. I’m more worried, however, about the thousands of homes that were destroyed and people who’ve somehow got to rebuild from the bottom up. I’ll slip past this story. I lost about 25 trees around the house here in a storm last summer – an unbelievably fierce straight-line wind that just broke them off and then moved on. We’re still cleaning up.

Election Over, Young Immigrants Leave the Shadows
I breeze through this one, reading the lead sentences in each paragraph and I get the jist. Now that the election is over and the results known, there seems less to fear for illegal immigrants and they come out of hiding and seek some legal relief and a way to stay in America. It’s an old, old story. It’s the story of America and how we made it. “Send me… those yearning to be free!”

Weather
The weather looks good through Thanksgiving. Beaucoup le Monde will arrive in a couple of days. Furniture has been cleared from the living room and a giant dining table is set up there. A big, fresh, free-ranging turkey has been ordered and a prime rib-roast of beef, too. Grandkids under foot – just what grandma likes – and sons-in-law who I shall once again observe and whose worthiness I shall one more time consider. My favorite holiday – the one weekend when I would never be anywhere else but here in Minnesota.

I close the newspaper and give some thought to a late-morning nap, just before the football game begins. Will someone make Gaza go away?


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Friday, November 16, 2012

George Pillsbury and the Revival of the Republican Party in Minnesota



A significant story about the virtual collapse of the Republican Party here in Minnesota appeared in today’s local newspaper – front page bottom: STATE REPUBLICANS FORESEE MAJOR CHANGES. Rachel E. Stassen-Berger, one of the few people I follow on Twitter, wrote the piece and it’s very worth reading if you’re from Minnesota (or if the Republican Party is having similar problems in your state).
by Charlie Leck

To me, it sounds like the whipping the Republican Party took here in Minnesota in this year’s election will turn out to be a good thing for Republicans and not a bad thing. It’s forcing that Party to take a careful look at itself and see some of the problems with which it has failed to deal over the last decade or two.

One of my favorite, grand, old Republicans here in Minnesota was the late George Pillsbury. I’d played a number of Wednesday afternoon rounds of golf with this fine gentleman and that had given us plenty of opportunities to chat politics. More recently, Mr. Pillsbury, knowing, from some of our chats on the golf course, that I was a committed Democrat, was willing to converse occasionally about his disappointments with the direction his Party had taken over the last decade. I had recent conversations with him about the subject; however, I also remember having such a conversation with Mr. Pillsbury and my father-in-law, Lyman E. Wakefield, Jr., over twenty years ago, when they both foresaw the developing problems that would eventually mire down their great party here in the state.

Mr. Pillsbury recognized that right-wing radicalism was not conservatism and he worried a great deal about the way his Party was inching ever-further to the right. The movement rightward reached its climax two years ago, when the state GOP nominated an unreasonable, far right-winger to run for governor and the party made it clear there was no compromising on their hard-core positions. At lot of Republicans, like Mr. Pillsbury, looked for an alternative and ran a sensible, reasonable conservative (Tom Horner) for governor as an independent. Many of the most distinguished Republicans in the state turned away from the Party’s nominee and that allowed the Democrats to take over the Governor’s Mansion for the first time in many, many years. The fiasco dealt the Republican Party a very damaging blow (including bankruptcy) from which it has still not recovered.

Shortly before the most recent election, Mr. Pillsbury died (13 October 2012). However, he foresaw what was going to happen in this autumn’s election. He knew there were so many ways for the Republicans to win and they were, instead, choosing the one route that would cause them to crash and burn (that is, the position of ultra-conservatism that locks out too many moderates and intellectual conservatives).

After his death, Mr. Pillsbury’s friend and co-author (of his book, The Pillsburys of Minnesota) wrote this of the fine gentleman’s hope for the renewal of his Party…

“His final political act said much about his abiding concern for his state and nation. Pillsbury was a Republican for most of his days. But since leaving the state Senate in 1982, he has not been a happy one.
“He strived mightily to reform today’s Republican Party, to widen its philosophical tent to include reproductive freedom for women, same-sex marriage, and wider distribution of the fruits of capitalism. He reasoned that aiding the defeat of Sixth District U.S. Rep. Michele Bachmann, a culture warrior and Tea Party founder, might hasten the transformation he sought.
“At age 91, Pillsbury knew he would not see the fruits of his effort. But as one whose Minnesota frame of reference reached back to Gov. John S. Pillsbury’s arrival at the Falls of St. Anthony in 1855, his sense of stewardship for his state included a long view.”

Mr. Pillsbury believed that Minnesota was a great, great state. He thought it was a fair state that gave everyone, of whatever background, a fair and just chance to succeed and find happiness and prosperity. One of the routes to such success was fair, just and reasonable politics and political discussion and debate. You’d never hear this gentlemen utter an unkind or insulting word about a Democrat. He just simply disagreed with them in some of the slightest ways you’d ever imagine.

Racial and gender justice was not a question for Mr. Pillsbury or a matter of political difference. Why, both parties stood for that! There were just different ways to get there!

Mr. Pillsbury was pleased that I was so committed to my party – and, with a broad smile on his face, he called it a good party “by-and-large!”

Now the state’s Republican Party is looking at the crash that wrecked it on Tuesday night, November 6. Reasonable party leaders are assembling and analyzing what happened. As they do, they are recognizing what George Pillsbury had been trying to tell them for the last decade or two; that is, that the Party must be an open and inclusive one and cannot take hard-core positions that exclude the brightest and best people in the state.

Stassen-Berger quotes the leader of the current state Republican Party as saying, “It was ugly, from the top of the ticket to the bottom, and all across the country. It was a bad night. We have to learn from Tuesday night and move on because the cause is important and there is no time for self-pity.”

As I read through the article I could see that the light has finally come on for many of the outstanding and upstanding Republicans. I want to say to them that they should begin by reading The Pillsburys of Minnesota and then chat with the folks who knew George Pillsbury best. Then rebuild the Grand Old Party of Minnesota the way Mr. Pillsbury had been advocating for so long. The Republican Party here must be grander, bigger, more inclusive, more compassionate, more positive and more hopeful!

There’s deep concern yet, among old-time Republicans, that the Party has fallen into the control of a very small subset of extremely conservative party members who control the endorsement process. Now, to loosen things up again, Republicans are beginning to indicate their willingness to test candidates through party primaries – something they’ve avoided like the plague for the last twenty years. This would help weed out the endorsement of quack candidates who cannot stand up under the pressure of an election campaign.

Though I certainly like the taste of victory, there is nothing I would more exuberantly cheer for than the revival of the real Republican Party in Minnesota – not the crazy one of Michele Bachman, but the reasonable and compassionate one of George Pillsbury of Minnesota.

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Some references to George Pillsbury (just in case you are interested):
A Minnesota Matters post by Lori Sturdevant (who co-authored with Mr. Pillsbury their book, The Pillsburys of Minnesota): George Pillsbury: Always a Minnesota steward
A book review by Chuck Leddy, in our local newspaper, of The Pillsburys of Minnesota.
Listen to an interview on Minnesota Public Radio with Lori Sturdevant, George Pillsbury’s co-author of The Pillsburys of Minnesota.


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My Town and the 2012 Election



It’s one thing to see that Minnesota voted for Obama for President and that it returned our Democratic Senator back to Washington, but I always wonder how my own town voted on these election questions. It normally depresses me, but I need to come to grips with it after each election.
by Charlie Leck

I live in Independence, a small semi-suburban and semi-rural community at the far western edge of the Metropolitan Region of the Twin Cities. The majority of the people who live out here are extremely conservative politically, either because they are very rich or stubbornly Republican. So, I go to the polls each election year to vote for the losing team – except in the cases of non-partisan community leadership votes in off-year elections. In those I generally vote for winners.

Minnesota Marriage Amendment
For instance, in this year’s election a constitutional amendment question was very important to me. It was an amendment that would have redefined marriage as between only one man and one woman. To my great happiness the amendment failed to get the 50 percent of the vote they needed to pass the measure. It was opposed statewide by about 54 percent of the voters; yet, here in my town nearly 59 percent of those who voted were in favor of the amendment. I shoulda figured!

For President
My town voted heavily for Mitt Romney. Over 65 percent of my neighbors preferred Romney to President Obama. That, of course is a remarkable landslide number, beating Obama by 20 percentage points. It depresses me. I’d like to know my neighbors better so that I could understand what they’re thinking and why.

For the U.S. Senate
I live in a liberal state and the voters reelected Amy Klobuchar to the U.S. Senate by a landslide. Her name is regularly mentioned as a possible presidential candidate in 2016. I really like her and I’m an avid supporter. Senator Klobuchar lost in my town. She got less than 47 percent of the vote. Bummer!

For the U.S. House of Representatives
Our congressman out here is Erik Paulsen, a serious conservative who has been among those who have stalled the Congress and failed to cooperate with the President. He didn’t have a serious opponent in this election and he won by more than 73 percent of the vote – a super landslide.

It’s no different. It’s been this way for the twenty-some years that I’ve voted out here and for the thirty-some years that we’ve owned this property. They voted big for Richard Nixon and, I imagine, they’re still very proud of it. My neighbors were big George W. Bush supporters and you couldn’t convince any of them that it was Bush who drove us into deep national debt rather than President Obama. Out here, they thought John McCain was the absolute cat’s meow! They also thought that Mitt Romney really cared about them.

You know, I nevertheless still really like all these folks – well, at least most of them – and I’d like to understand them better. I’d also like them to understand me better, but neither of these things is going to happen. It’s difficult to talk to most of the neighbors about politics. They’re way too attached to the Rush Limbaugh Show and they won’t give it up in order to have a little conversation with a neighbor.

I like doing things for my town. I try to volunteer to help with projects and work on little tasks. I’ve always been involved in the Harvest Festival and I will be in the future. I help out with the food shelf needs. I designed a letterhead for the city (that I think looks pretty neat). I helped build a little garden in front of city hall years ago. It’s been improved since way back then, but those of us who did it planted the idea anyway. I like standing up there in the northwest corner of town when the Canadian Pacific’s Christmas Train rolls through with the holiday music blaring and the beautiful, decorative lights covering the entire train. I’m very supportive of our terrific police department and the volunteer fire department and I try to cooperate with them when they’re on a venture or trying to raise funds.

In spite of these election results, I love this little town with its winding creeks and rolling meadows. I’d love to get the President to come on up here so I could show him around. I’d take him to Lake Rebecca and then to lunch at the Ox Yoke Inn. I’d drive him by a few of the beautiful horse farms and the Polo Grounds. I’d tell him about Wheelock Whitney – one of our town’s most remarkable citizens and one of Minnesota’s most generous guys (and a life-long Republican) and a good friend of mine. We could have an after-work gathering at City Hall, where folks could get to know America’s first African-American president and an astonishingly nice guy.

I’m really happy about the way the election turned out. I wish my neighbors were, too.


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