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Everyone in Washington knows it. Indeed, every thinking person in the country knows it, but there is among many an unspoken conspiracy to avoid talking about the fact that the man who occupies the office of the president of the United States is seriously mentally ill. We don’t need no doctor to tell us this, but it can’t hurt to have one chime in and confirm it. So, it’s refreshing that Howard Dean, who is a doctor, is willing to state the obvious, who had this to say in the course of a discussion about Saint John McCain:

“I’ve long believed the president is mentally ill,” Dean replied, “and I believe narcissism overcomes his ability to know, A, what’s good for the country, and B, what’s good for him.”

“He’s not going to change after 70-odd years,” the former Vermont governor continued. “I don’t see this as just Washington elite. I see this as a matter of a statement of decency about the whole country. It’s not coincidence that Donald Trump is at the lowest percentage rating he’s ever been at, which is 36 percent.”

I wonder if it’s lost on Dean that Trump’s obvious mental illness goes so often unmentioned, while his own mental soundness was questioned repeatedly after the media stripped loud background noises and cheering from a video of him in order to make it look like he was screaming in a quiet room. 

Friday Night Music

This is Labor Day Weekend. I can’t claim to know the details of exactly how it became a holiday, but it’s always been my impression that it had something to do with…you know…labor. Working people. Unions. Nowadays, of course, no one cares about working people, except the ones who go to diners in the Midwest and vote against their own interests to piss off the liberals. Anyway, I thought I’d try to find something about those working people, and this song seems somewhat appropriate, though I’m not so sure about the stay at home voter.

A rant

Inasmuch as this is my blog, and I have now reached the age at which I can officially be deemed a curmudgeon, I am going to vent my spleen regarding a certain matter that has little if anything to do with politics, but quite a lot about why certain corporations are having their clocks cleaned by Amazon, from whom I avoid purchasing anything if I possibly can.

Last week I decided to buy a dehumidifier. Lowe’s had none in stock and the salesman expressed no interest in getting one, so I went to Sears. They had three on display, but the one I wanted was not in stock. I bought it anyway, and was told it would be in the store today for me to pick up. Or, more exactly, it would probablybe in the store today, but I should certainly not count on that. Delivery to my home (about 10 miles from the store) since the delivery charge would be $69.00 more than the free that Amazon would charge me.

So, today I tried calling the local store at the number on my sales slip to see if the dehumidifier was in. I got a recorded voice who told me to tell her which department I wanted to talk to. She told me that if I wasn’t sure which department I could say “Department List”, but when I said that she insisted she couldn’t hear me. She hung up on me a couple of times before she finally heard me, and I got: yet another recorded voice, this time a male voice, who told me he could certainly help me. However, I told him I wanted to speak to a human being. He tried to reason with me, but I insisted, and finally I was switched to a human being. It quickly became clear that this human being had never been near Waterford. He eventually was able to find my order and tell me, with absolute certainty, that my purchase was scheduled to be in the store today. Not that it was in the store, but that it was scheduled to be there. That was the best he could do for me, but he was trying to be helpful, so he gave me the telephone number for my local Sears: the exact same number I had called in the first place. Needless to say, I declined to start the process all over. The curmudgeon in me asks: is it really too much to expect that I should be able to talk to a real human being at the local store? The thinking brain in me wonders how Sears expects to survive with customer service like that.

I often wish I could have been a fly on the wall at Sears board meetings in the early 1990s, where, I like to think, there was at least one person saying that Sears should take advantage of its nationwide scope and distribution system to sell things on the internet and deliver the next day. They could have done it, and had they, Amazon would be just a not so fond memory that Jeff Bezos would nurture as he asked for spare change somewhere in Seattle. But I’m sure that lonely voice in the boardroom was overruled by the majority, which insisted that, like digital photography, the internet was just an unimportant fad. Now Sears occupies a large and mostly empty (of people) space in our local mall, which itself is mostly empty. Sears will no doubt declare bankruptcy in the near future. Meanwhile Amazon continues to suck the life out of retail everywhere, and the loathsome Bezos (but then, Sears and Roebuck were probably loathsome too) is the world’s richest man.

I have to go now. As it turns out, I could have gotten a quicker answer to my question by taking a trip to my local Sears instead of calling them. So, off I go.

The McCain myth

Things move pretty quickly on the internet, so it’s no surpise that I’ve been beaten to the punch so far as McCain debunking goes. Here’s a pretty definitive account of his life.

It’s not surprising that we’re being treated to waves of adulation by the mainstream press. He self branded himself a “maverick” in 2000, and the press went with that until the day he died. To this day, it’s hard to see anything very mavericky in his career. He sponsored a reasonably good campaign finance bill until it became politically inconvenient for him, at which point he changed his position. He voted to preserve Obamacare, but that wasn’t out of any principle; he did it because he hated Trump. That’s laudable, I suppose, but he helped pave the way for Trump by introducing Sarah Palin to a wider world. Oh, and he never heard of a war that he didn’t want to fight.

The press loved him because they could use him to support their “both sides” narrative, though their own use of him belied that narrative completely. He was on the Sunday shows almost every week, a courtesy extended to exactly no Democrats. Despite massive evidence to the contrary, he was constantly cited as an independent minded Republican motivated by high principles.

It’s nice that he detested Trump, but that’s not so very hard to do, and like exactly all the other Senate Republicans (other than his Obamacare vote) he did exactly nothing to really oppose him. His myth endured to the last. As late as last week (not knowing his death was so imminent) there were those on the left who were spinning scenarios in which McCain would help prevent Kavanaugh’s confirmation. When push came to shove, McCain had only slightly more gutsy independence than Susan Collins.

Still, it’s nice that one of his last acts was an insult to Donald Trump. Perhaps we can say of him, what was said of Macbeth’s predecessor Thane, that “ Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.”

The Democrats are the Red Sox of politics

I have been a Red Sox fan all my life, albeit with varying degrees of intensity. When I was a lad of 10 or thereabouts I would listen to Curt Gowdy doing play by play late at night, my transistor radio tucked beneath my pillow. Many was the night that I suffered silently as they lost yet again. Being a Red Sox fan was a character building exercise for it taught one how to deal with disappointment. On the other hand, it also taught one to expect disappointment, which may not be the world’s greatest character trait. A true Red Sox fan expected, and still expects, to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune at the end of every season, no matter how good things look at any other point. Our expectations are rarely proven wrong.

Being a Red Sox fan helped prepare me for being a Democrat, for just as the Red Sox always (or almost always) find a way to lose, so too do the Democrats. The Democrats are the Red Sox of politics. They may come into an election with a lead, but they almost always figure out a way to blow it.

The Red Sox are, as I write this, in first place, nine and a half games against the hated Yankees, the Republicans of baseball. There are Red Sox fans who have lost faith, who believe that this year’s Sox are simply incapable of blowing that big a lead. But I have faith. I know they can do it. I cast my memory back to 1967, 1976, 1986, and so many other years. Yes, they won in 2004, but that was, I am sure, due to a disturbance in the Force which will not be repeated. I am just as sure that the blue wave will dash itself against the rocks of Democratic stupidity before it reaches shore.

And yet, hope springs eternal in the human breast. So I submit that, just maybe, the fate of the Red Sox and the Democrats are inextricably entwined. If the Red Sox manage to go all the way, then so too, shall the Democrats. This year, the gods of baseball and the gods of politics have made a pact. As the Red Sox go, so goes the nation. Democrats: prepare for the worst.

UPDATE: I actually wrote this post early yesterday. The Sox now have an eight game lead and are losing as I write this update. I knew they could do it.

Susan Collins: Stupid, or hypocritical political hack? We report, you decide.

Everything’s been said about Manafort and Cohen, so I’m going a bit in the weeds, since we all should remember that while that stuff is getting the headlines, the destruction of our democracy is ongoing. The lower courts have already been stuffed with racists and corporate whores, and the Supreme Court is about to be handed over to the oligarchs for a generation. Before I go on I should point out that the threat to abortion rights, while real and immediate, is hardly the true focus of the Republican Party. This is all about handing our laws over to the tender mercies of the oligarchs. We will, if Kavanaugh is confirmed, have a court firmly in the pockets of the Koch Brothers and their ilk. Even if we take the Congress and the presidency in 2020, we will be powerless to undo the harm that’s been done in the past few years, because the court will undo any effort to do so.

One of the purported glimmers of hope in this process is the fact that Susan Collins has done her typical imitation of Hamlet as the vote approaches. She has announced that she won’t vote for anyone who is hostile to Roe v. Wade. But, you know, she doesn’t know where Kavanaugh stands on the issue, and now she’s been cheered by the fact that he assured her that so far as he’s concerned, Roe is “settled law”. You can read about it at Think Progress, in a post entitled “Brett Kavanaugh thinks that Sen. Susan Collins is stupid”. 

Which raises the interesting question: Is he right?

We all know that Susan Collins plays the part of a GOP “moderate”, which can be loosely defined as a Republican politician that puts on a show of distaste for right wing policies before voting to enact them. So far, it’s worked for Collins, though it may be wearing a bit thin. Collins’ typical process is to secure promises related to her vote; vote against her alleged principles (she clearly has none) and then pretend not to notice when the promises go unkept.

So, is she stupid, or is she a hypocritical political hack? It would be an act of kindness to go for stupid, because then she might at least be acting in good faith, but I’m going with hypocritical political hack. Though, to be charitable, she might be both.

First, let’s stipulate that even if she is stupid, she’s still a Senator, and she surely knows that the phrase “settled law”, especially when used by a right wing judicial nominee, merely means that a particular decision is currently the last word on a subject from the Supreme Court, and ripe for overturning if the nominee disagrees with it. The use of the phrase does not mean, or even really imply, that the nominee prefers to leave it settled.

Taking it a step further. Kavanaugh knows that Collins needs cover, so he gives it to her by using a meaningless phrase. Collins knows it is meaningless. Kavanaugh knows she knows it is meaningless. Collins knows that Kavanaugh knows that she knows it is meaningless. Both of them know that the press will pretend it is meaningful, even though they both know that the press knows it is meaningless. The press knows that Collins and Kavanaugh know that the press knows the phrase is meaningless, and Collins and Kavanaugh know that press knows that they know that the press knows that the phrase is meaningless.

That’s how these things work. Collins will vote for Kavanaugh on the strength of his assurance to her that Roe is settled law. He will then vote to reverse it. Collins will pretend to be surprised, but mostly she’ll just pretend that nothing has happened, like she did when she voted to gut Obamacare after Mitch McConnell made some promises to her that she knew he wouldn’t keep; he knew she knew he wouldn’t keep, and … Well, you know how it goes.

She’s not crazy, she’s a Republican

There was a time when this person would, without a doubt, have been the craziest person running for office in the entire country.

A frontrunner in the Republican primaries for a key midterm race says she was abducted by aliens as a child—and it doesn’t seem to have hurt her prospects.

Bettina Rodriguez Aguilera, an educator, businesswoman, and former city council member, is running in the Republican primary in Florida’s 27th district, which includes part of Miami. Along with two other frontrunners, Maria Elvira Salazar and Bruno Barreiro, Aguilera is one of the best-known candidates in the primary. She even secured an endorsement from the Miami Herald, the same newspaper that first uncovered old interviews in which Aguilera recounted being abducted by aliens as a child.

via Motherboard

Nowadays, she’s just par for the course. It’s always okay if you’re a Republican.

Friday Night Music

Aretha. Who else could it be?

I can’t explain why this brought tears to me eyes, but it did.

We know he’s guilty, Josh

I have a huge amount of respect for Josh Marshall, but I have a bit of trouble with his post this morning entitled We know Trump is Guilty. We’re Having a Hard Time Admitting it. Josh’s argument on guilt is ironclad, a lot of it summed up in this Doonesbury comic from some time back:

 

But I’d submit that like Mark Slackmeyer (for the Doonesbury illiterate, he’s the character in the cartoon), we non-brain dead, non Fox watching silent majority (well, actually, not so silent, thanks be to…ummm…I know! Our excellent educational system.) have known since the evidence came out early in his presidency that he was guilty, for precisely the reasons Mark and Josh explore. Not only have we known, we’ve had no trouble admitting it.

I think I speak for a large slice of that majority when I say I’ve long since put that question aside, and am struggling with far more existential questions related to the fact that we have a criminal in the White House.

The question is whether our system can expel the poison that is Trump (and, by extension, the Republican Party’s present incarnation), and, in the likely event that it does not, whether our representative democracy can survive as even a shadow of its better self.

The majority of the people in this country are more or less alive to the danger. However, the system was rigged from the start, and has become ever more rigged, to enable the minority to control the public policy of this nation. States with a sliver of the nation’s population control the Senate; the House has been gerrymandered to further empower that sliver; and the courts, which have and will even more in the future enabled voter suppression and gerrymandering, enhancing the power of that sliver still more, have been stacked by recent presidents (Bush and Trump) who came to power against the will of the majority, enabled by the votes of Senators that represent the aforementioned sliver.

We know he’s guilty. Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! We just can’t quite believe anything will be done about it, and we fear for the future of our children and their children.

She may have something there

The recent report on sexual abuse by the Catholic clergy has even this ex-Catholic aghast. The utter cruelty is beyond belief. As a former scholar at Our Lady of Sorrows grammar school, where I lost my religion, I was particularly stunned by the story of the priest who abused a seven year old, then told him to confess the sin he had just committed to his abuser. Truly unbelievable.

Of course, the Church is on it, trying desperately to figure out a way to start recruiting priests that aren’t pedophiles or other types of sexual deviants. Unfortunately, they can’t seem to figure out a solution. It’s such a complicated problem, really. They can’t seem to figure out why their line of work seems to attract the worst type of man. (No women allowed, of course) It’s a mystery they can’t seem to solve.

But wait, this mere woman quoted in this morning’s Timesmay have stumbled on a solution:

A few blocks away from the white cross towering above the pastoral center of the Archdiocese of Miami, Mirta Criswell, 77, was loading dollar-store provisions into the back of a sedan. Of the report, she said, “I believe it 100 percent.”

Ms. Criswell said the sex abuse scandal that began in Boston in 2002 had been painful enough, but the latest reports had left her ever more exasperated. While the scandals would not erode her commitment to the faith, she believed they showed that some of the church rules needed to be revisited.

“The Catholic Church has to change,” Ms. Criswell said. “They have to let their priests marry, to have a family. Humans need sex.”

Gosh, could it really be that simple? That’s what I call thinking outside the box, though I’ve heard that the other box she’s thinking inside of is actually pretty crowded. The more I think about it, the more I think she may have something there. Someone should tell the Pope.