Remember when you took those standardized tests in school and you had to decipher analogies? Here’s one that came to mind the other day:
Humphrey:McGovern :: Clinton:Sanders
Do you remember 1972? We managed to get George McGovern the Democratic presidential nomination over establishment candidate Hubert Humphrey.
And do you remember the general election? At Pitzer College I finished my dinner quickly in the dining room at McConnell Center and headed for the TV room in my dorm, Holden Hall. I never even made it to the TV room before women coming out said, “Don’t bother. It’s all over.” We got four more years of Nixon.
For my friends who are Democrats, I ask that you think about that before you cast your vote in your state’s primary next year.
Last week was rather amazing, wasn’t it?
The Supreme Court did the Right Thing on two counts.
On Thursday it focused on the intent and not the letter of the law and ruled that the subsidies in the Affordable Healthcare Act were constitutional, therefore avoiding what might have been chaos in the healthcare world.
The next day the court upheld marriage equality. As my friend Boston Pobble pointed out, there is a lot more work to be done, but this is a big, big step in the right direction.
Also on Friday President Obama delivered a powerful eulogy for the Rev. Clementa Pinckney, and reminded us that an act that what was intended to start a race war has done more to bring us together than anything in many years.
Friday evening the USA women beat China 1-0 in the World Cup soccer quarterfinals and will advance to the semi-finals against Germany on Tuesday.
On Saturday, Bishop Michael Curry of North Carolina was overwhelmingly elected 27th Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church on the first ballot. He is the first African American to hold that position. Thanks to Susan Russell for this quote from his post-election press conference:
It’s marriage. It’s not gay marriage; it’s not straight marriage
— it’s marriage
That was the week that was, and what a week it was.
When we were in Gilroy we subscribed to the San Jose Mercury News and the San Francisco Chronicle. Here in Hemet we get the Inland Empire newspaper, the Press-Enterprise, and the Los Angeles Times.
The Times has a comic strip I haven’t seen elsewhere. It’s called Prickly City, and it certainly comes from the left wing of the political spectrum. It is so on and gets things so right so often. The author loves to go after politicians and presidential candidates in general, and he certainly has no love for Hillary. Here’s Saturday’s cartoon.
Now don’t get me wrong. I like Hillary. I support Hillary. I am voting for Hillary in the primary next year. And in the general election, barring any unforeseen upsets. I want to see Hillary elected president in November 2016 and I want to enjoy her inauguration ceremony in January 2017.
But two things can be equally true, and Hillary, as much as I like her and support her, is far from perfect. So I enjoy Prickly City, which does a great job of getting it right so consistently.
It occurred to me that there is at least one side benefit of our moving to Southern California. I doubt that our two Democrat votes will be missed in the greater Silicon Valley area. There are plenty of those here. But I think that adding two Democrat votes to the Riverside County electorate would be a good thing.
There is a Democrat Party Headquarters in downtown Hemet. I’m thinking of spending some time volunteering there as I begin networking and get acquainted with the community as it exists today.
I encountered a new blog last week, thanks to my Catholic and Episcopal Facebook friends. It’s leave it lay where Jesus flang it, written by Margaret, who describes herself as “an Episcopal priest in Eagle Butte, South Dakota on the Cheyenne River Reservation.”
Last week she wrote about the real human cost of the sequester among the rural poor Native Americans.
Regarding the local social services program she says:
…the clients themselves have been cut off –they have received no monies since the beginning of March. They are coming to my door asking for heating fuel, food, clothes, diapers. Children are at risk. There are no Tribal programs that can assist these folks, they are mostly disabled, elderly with grandchildren in the home, or are desperate for work. Last night, after a funeral, I delivered left over food to people’s homes. Funeral food to a family of six of baloney sandwiches, biscuits, two apples, two oranges and some chocolate cake.
Meanwhile, Congress has passed a bill to allow the FAA to shift around funds and avoid the furlough of air traffic controllers. The wealthy and influential, those with a voice and those with influence, cannot be inconvenienced. The poor, the young and elderly, are forgotten and ignored.
It is a tautology to ask what is wrong with our society.
I saw this bumper sticker a couple of Sundays ago at Trader Joe’s. Given that the quote is from Jimi Hendrix, it’s obviously been around for a while. And considering the generation from which I come, I’m surprised that I haven’t come across it before, but I sure don’t remember it.
In any case, the sentiment is spot-on.
Maybe I need to add some serious fiction to my reading rotation.
Whenever I become discouraged (which is on alternate Tuesdays, between three and four) I lift my spirits by remembering: The artists are on our side! I mean those poets and painters, singers and musicians, novelists and playwrights who speak to the world in a way that is impervious to assault because they wage the battle for justice in a sphere which is unreachable by the dullness of ordinary political discourse.
—Howard Zinn, thanks to Jane Redmont
Given the fact that the outcome of the November presidential election is still very much up in the air, I am reviewing my alternatives should the Republican candidate win.
My first option is to get used to hiding under the covers curled up in a fetal position.
My second option is to learn well this song.
I graduated from Pitzer College in 1975 and hung around Claremont for the next two years (a Claremont Cockroach, as I’ve said). Angela Davis was a visiting faculty member of the Claremont Colleges Black Studies program in 1975, which I did not know until seeing this video. I was rather surprised, since I thought I was somewhat in touch with what was going on there that year. But apparently the who thing was kept very secret. In any case, this is a great address and very much in alignment with the values of Pitzer.