Tom's Musings

I’ve long been a fan or the Southern Poverty Law Center (SPLC). They have fought the good fight against blind hate, racism, and bigotry for many decades now, starting out when such endeavors could well risk one’s continued well-being. I seriously doubt that I would have the courage to stand up to the pure vitriol they have endured. For one thing, I’m not good with conflict. For another, I’m a freaking coward.

I mention them since they publish an annual report on hate groups in America. Hate has been a growth industry of late in the U.S. though, in truth, it always has always been a big seller. In fact, hate experienced an exponential spurt with the election of the first Black American as President. I still cannot quite believe that Barak Obama finshed his tenure without a serious atempt on his life, at least that we know about. There were many individuals and groups dedicated to saving America in their warped minds at least if they could just assassinate one of the best Presidents and most decent of men in public life I’ve encountered in my lifetime.

It is no secret that we are a nation divided by many factors … politics and ideology and race and ethnicity and class and life style. Without an external enemy (the cold war is now merely an historical note while Islamic Terrorism never materialized as a serious threat), our internal squabbles continue to escalate and pull us apart. The reasons are ancient and embedded in our earliest formation. Slavery and prejudice were woven into our founding documents. We remain a patchwork quilt of immigrants with many of the core groups never being assimilated from the start. Thus, we are have one dominant characteristic other nations do not necessarily have … heterogeneity.

Our national myth argued that the underlying differences, often expressed in traditions and perspectives and values not always aparent on the surface, would be irrelevant in the end. They would all be melded into a unique American identity with time. Then again, many myths have a certain casual plausibility.

Our internal differences sometimes appeared harmless and even quaint. Growing up in Worcester Massachusetts, the city was a patchwork of ethnic and racial enclaves. On my ‘hill’ (like Rome, Worcester was built on seven hills), there was clearly an Irish section, a Polish section, and a Lithuanian section. At the bottom of the hill was a Protestant Lutheran enclave, a group we Catholics knew were destined to go to Hell. Our priests intimated as much. If you wandered farther afield you could visit the large Italian community on the east side, smaller Chinese and Black communities closer to the central city, and the Jewish and WASP settlements to the north side of the city. These were all natural affinity gatherings of like associating with like.

Oh, it broke down with time. There were a lot of ‘mixed marriages’ like my parents where an Irishman married a Polish gal. But in a larger sense the divisions remain with people aggregating in their separate ghettos based on color, culture, class, and other such things. Our tendency to self-segregate has never disappeared. We now move to communities we deem safe, or behind the walls of gated communities with 24/7 security where we only run into ‘our own kind,’ however defined. We put up ring cameras and mount security systems and, most of all, arm ouselves to the teeth. (Okay, I have never owned or even fired a gun but I know they are out there, though I don’t believe any of my neighbors own them.) That AR-15 will keep us safe from all those threats lurking out there.

Here is a most disturbing fact. There are some 390 million firearms in this country. Okay, I get that we have many hunters. I even understand that they are necessary to weed out the surplus of stock of deer so that they don’t overpopulate and starve. But the sheer number of weapons go beyond hunting needs, and the plethora of miltary-grade weapons speak to something far more sinister. We fear and loathe one another based on beliefs, traditions, and sometimes immutable attributes. Moreover, it is too easy to get one … even the blind and insane seemingly have no trouble securing one or more.

Some 46 perecnt of kids under 18 say it is easy, or at least not very hard, to get their hands on a gun. Some Republicans in my state once argued that students on the University of Wisconsin Campus should be encouraged to carry firearms since ‘the bad guys now know they are unarmed and easy targets.’ Sure, like I would have failed any of my students, no matter how pathetic, if I knew they were packing heat. Really, just how did I manage to wander about a college campus for several decades without being attacked and robbed?

I look upon places like Norway, Sweden, Denmark, and so forth with envy. They routinely rank high on global assessments of happy citizens while we hudde far down the list. Many Americans cannot quite accept that these people can be so content and happy. After all, they pay extraordinarily high taxes, a fact of civilized life on which Americans obsess relentlessly. But they also receive many public services and supports which, when viewed dispassionately, eliminate any number of stresses and inequities from the social body. There is a stronger sense that they (citizens in general) are all in this together. To be fair, these Scandinavian countries may have an easier road to a common culture since heterogeneity, while found in virtually all nations today, is less pronounced in some of these places.

We, on the other hand, don’t have a common ethos or sense of a larger community. We tend to idolize what we think of as self-reliance, freedom, and competition. We have somehow convinced ourselves that a ‘winner take all’ approach to life is the ‘American way.’ It is the John Wayne image of the strong man overcoming all impediments to self- aggrandizement with no help from others. This peculiarly American brand of freedom means having no constraints or rules to control individual actions nor impede the acquisition of life’s goodies. If other’s fail and fall, there is something wrong with them. Better that they know failure and its consequences than to lift them up. Compassion or charity breeds weakness. Competition, not collaboration, generates progress.

This Darwinian view of the good life, accompanied by heterogeneity along lines of sometimes transparent and immutable atributes, accentuates divisions, suspicions, jealousies and (in the end) hate. We are extremely tribal and we often don’t like the other tribes. Perhaps they are getting government help that we are not. Perhaps they are not pulling their weight while we are struggling. Perhaps they will come to take what I have. ‘‘They‘ are the enemy.

In my home state, the latest cultural conflict is over programs fostering inclusion and diversity in our public universities. Republicans have slashed millions from the university budget as leverage to encourage administrators to eliminate such programs that help traditionally disenfranchised students and applicants. They assert that such preferences are not fair. Perhaps they find it is so easy to pit one minority group against the other, Blacks against Asians against Jews. Divide and conquer is such a popular approach because, unfortunately, it has worked so well. You know, keep your eyes focused on those other guys with whom you are competing for the scraps while neglecting to notice those who are robbing you blind.

Of course, those who have struggled to overcome many obstacles to make it to the university level (and a better life) see fairness in a whole different light. Should an applicant who has been to the finest private secondary schools and been exposed to the rich cultural opportunities available to the wealthy be judged by the same standards as one who dodged gang bangers and crack heads daily to get to his run down high school? Is that fair? Equity is a matter of interpretation, not an absolute. Yet, such differences in viewpoint are the flashpoints of discontent. I can remember my first year in college, meeting students who were raised in placed like New York and who talked about the plays they had seen, the art museums they had visited, the lectures they had attended. I felt like the freaking country bumpkin.

If there is one thing that marks this generation of hate from earlier versions is social media. The fractal nature of communications makes it possible for all our numerous tribes and subgroups to communicate easily with one another. Donald Trump can issue a call to come to Washington and his message will travel through a dark web of communication lines to reach the far corners of the hate world including the Proud Bys and the Oath Keepers and the neo-Nazis and untold number of other splinter groups harboring some sort of festering wound. Inequality, or obvious differences in social and economic outcomes, is like pouring salt on open wounds. Jealousy boils over into something worse.

The SPLC reports that last year we had some 702 identifiable Anti-government groups and 523 Hate groups in America. While still astounding, that number has declined a bit from the previous year, perhaps a fallout from the arrests and prosecutions attendant to the January 6 insurrection. Many of the hate groups are rather catholic in their targets (a dislike of many other groups) but some are focused on singular targets … anti-semites, anti-black, anti-LGBTQ+, anti-Muslim and so forth. There is no shortage of objects for our venom. My guess is that the number will rebound measurably in 2024 as the rhetoric of the next Presidential campaign heats up.

The ordinary tribal hates are just one way that we go at each other these days. I am most disturbed by efforts to perpetuate hate and misunderstanding across time. There are some extraordinary efforts taking place to ensure that this generation’s vitriol might be passed on to the next. Some 45 percent of school principals report an increase in parental involvement directed at controlling curricula, instructional materials, and basically what kids learn. Favorite targets are limiting what students learn about our racial past (about 50% of all incidents), about LGBTQ issues (48%), or are directed toward banning access to books and educational materials that a few find objectional even though some of these works are seen as literary classics (33%).

Before ending, let me pause on one specific issue that is both emblematic and fundamental to our current cultural wars. Is America a secular state with no established religion but which permits freedom of worship or are we a Christian nation to be shaped according to those particular set of beliefs. There are all kinds of spin-offs to this question. Thus, how one responds is a proxy for the core norms that tend to separate us. I am reminded of one local Republican politician who has argued that public libraries should be replaced by church-sponsored alternatives. OMG!

Below are some survey responses to this issue:

Belief in the Separation Belief that America

of Church and State is a Christian Nation.

All adults ……………… 61 % 28 %

Democrats …………… 67 27

Republicans ………… 46 44

Independent ………. 65 24

Whites ……………….. 64 27

Blacks ………………… 53 28

Latino ……………….. 57 32

A 28 percent response affirming that we are a Christian nation may not seem alarming. But I suspect it is a low figure with some choosing what they consider a socially desired response. If the true number is closer to 33 to 35 percent, that would correspond to what the Nazis got in the elections just before Hitler was appointed Chancellor. All you need is a core of true believers to reek great havoc under the right (or should I say wrong) circumstances.

Lincoln’s assertion that ‘a house divided cannot stand’ remains true today. We have kept it together through conflict and sometimes at the point of federal guns. But when a contry is abysmally divided and full of hate, its prospects over the long haul are not exactly bright. It has been almost 160 years since we had a bloody conflict costing some 600,000 to 700,000 lives to force the country together into an uneasy union.

And yet, more than 40 percent of Americans feel that another civil war will take place in the next decade. Is it time to consider the dark reality that our promised melting pot might never work?

I have waxed poetic about living in Madison Wisconsin many a time. Undoubtedly, you are tired of hearing about it by now. To be balanced, however, Madison is an island of sanity surrounded by a lot of backwardness and Republican venom, a party that seems more intent on sticking it to the libs than on good government.

The old joke used to be that Madtown was 80 square miles or so of fantasy surrounded by reality. Today, it might be described as 1,200 square miles (the size of Dane County where Madison is located) surrounded by an aspiring Banana Republic. This Democratic bastion booms as a beacon of growth while the remainder of the state mostly stagnates and struggles.

Recently, this obvious gap between a booming and progressive seat of education and hi-tech development and (much) of the remainder of the state has become ever more apparent. I hope some of you can scan and read the article included in the insert. It is by Dave Zweifel, emeritus editor of the local paper.

He eloquently talks about this tale a tale of two states. One is being led by a Republican agenda (Wisconsin) though somewhat tempered recently by a Democratic Governor through his veto power. The other (Minnesota) is a trifects state (Dems hold the major offices) and thus has been followed a more progressive, Democratic agenda. Not surprisingly, the Gophers are leaping ahead of the Badgers in both economic and social terms.

Do you know what this means? I may have to admit to the family of my late spouse that they live in the superior state. Oh, the agony of it all. What makes this all the more painful is that Wisconsin used to be the beacon of good government toward which the nation often looked for the new ideas and innovations.

All so bitter and sad.

Let me know if you can access the full article. If not, I’ll write something more detailed in the future (but Dave says it better than I).

During his campaign for reelection to a second term, Franklin Delano Roosevelt said the following (Oct. 31, 1936):

“In 1932 … we had to struggle with the old enemies of peace—business and financial monopoly, speculation, reckless banking, class antagonism, sectionalism, and war profiteering.

They had begun to consider the government of the United States as a mere appendage to their own affairs. We know now that goverment by organized money is just as dangerous as government by organized mob.

Never before in all our history have these forces been united against one candidate as they stand today. They are unanimous in their hate for me—I welcome their hatred .”

This is a remarkable statement for a Presidential candidate, at least in terms of contemporary standards. Here was a national politician impugning the integrity of those who had the resources and power to help him be reelected. Then again, the business elite were not exactly popular in the midst of the Great Depression. Unfettered and unregulated capitalism had led to an economic catastrophe of almost irreversible proportions. Fortunately, John Maynard Keynes came along with some interesting economic innovations and FDR arrived with a ‘let’s try anything’ attitide, just in time to arrest the downward spiral until war could justify the pump-priming public spending necessary to turn things around.

FDR, for all his rhetoric and all the negative animus he generated among the economic elite, was quite conservative. He had a very difficult time shedding conventional fiscal bromides like balanced budgets and a sound dollar. After winning this 1936 election, he tried to return to so-called soind economics which caused the nascent recovery to sputter and temporarily reverse direction. Further, he eschewed all radical initiatives like the Townsand plan of giving $200 dollars per month to the elderly on condition they spend it all. Rather, the main elements of his Social Security initiative, hatched by University of Wisconsin economists, was rather conservative in the short term. Collections would start immediately but payments, and thus any stimulus to the economy, would not happen for another decade or so. Nevertheless, the elite hated him with a passion. He was considered a ‘traitor to his class’ even as he saved capitalism from self-destructing. The ungrateful sots!

Today, few politicians with national aspirations could confront the elite as FDR did and expect to survive (Perhaps Bernie Sanders would have been the exception but we will never know and I have my doubts about that). Most, except in a few safe seats, can survive even in more local elections. Politics is now money and money is now politics. The days are long gone when William Proxmire could be reelected U.S. Senator from Wisconsin while spending less than a thousand dollars in total, as he did in his 1976 campaign (he served in the Senate from 1957 to 1989). In contrast, Tammy Baldwin (a liberal Democrat I enthusiastically support) raised about $31 million for her 2018 Senate reelection bid.

Since 2010, when the Citizens United decision opened the floodgates, money totally has ruled politics, sweeping away the restraints that had been legislated by the McCain-Feingold campaign financing law passed a mere 8 years earlier. I mean, money was always important but now it seems everything. This is precisely why I get scores of texts and emails every damn day (or is it every hour?) pleading and begging and threatening for just one more contribution. I never realized my $10 buck contribution could save western civilization. Wow!

I can recall visiting a politician running against Russ Feingold in the Wisconsin Senate Democratic primary race many years ago (I was a Russ supporter and was there because I was with a friend of this guy whose name is now lost to me). As we chatted for a few minuutes, the candidate’s handler kept berating him to get back to making phone calls in which he asked rich people for money (his staff would call poor people like me). This was back in the 1990s and, apparently even then, politics was all about money. His manager was irate that he was wasting precious moments from the all important task of raking in more dough.

During that same campaign, Feingold called the university to see if experts would meet with him to brainstorm on selcted policy topics. Few were eager to do this since no one gave him a shot at this point in the campaign but, in the end, he fooled them all. I agreed to go and spent two full morning mentoring him on poverty and welfare issues. It was soooo refreshing to have a politician concerned with issues and not merely raising money. WOW! In the future, we occasionally ran into one another on the D.C. to Madison Friday night flights (I was in D.C. an awful lot) and he always wanted to pick my brain. [I cannot believe Wisconsin went from this Rhodes Scholar to Ron Johnson … a strong candidate for the flat out dumbest Senator in Congress.]

How did it get so bad? Not overnight, that’s for sure. The Republican Party started out as the liberals, big on infrastructure investments, in supporting opportunity for the small guy, and in ending slavery and helping the disenfranchised get a foothold in society. This was the party of Lincoln after all. But, as early as 1876, things were changing. With contested electoral votes, a backroom deal inCongress gave Republican candidate Rutheford B. Hayes one more electoral vote than he needed to take the White House on condition that he withdraw troops from the South, thus abandoning millions of Blacks to Jim Crow laws and the KKK.

The desire to win is a slippery but understandable slope. Toward the end of the 19th century, Republicans realized that, with the solid South in the hands of the Dems, they relied upon New York State to win national elections. New York being the seat of the industrial north, that meant the party heavyweights needed the support of the moneyed classes. Not surprisingly, the principles on which the party was founded continued to erode.

In the 1896 election, Republican William McKinley was running against Democratic populist William Jennings Bryan, the champion of (white) working stiffs and small farmers and easy money. The elite grew concerned as Bryan toured the country giving spell binding speeches while McKinley ran a traditional ‘front porch’ campaign. Panicking, several corporate giants got together and had hundreds of thousands of dollars (real money at the time) delivered to Mark Hannah who ran the Republican campaign, much of it in cash stuffed in large suitcases. It worked and a lesson was learned, never to be forgotten.

Today, I doubt that anyone is unaware that our democracy is held hostage to the moneyed interests. Note that the ticket to be included in the first debate among Republican Presidential candidates depends on how much money you raise. Allegedly, one candidate is paying people to ‘contribute’ to his campaign just so he can make the cut. A sorry state of affairs indeed.

Perhaps we can get a better idea of the role of money if we take a quick and brief look at some numbers:

Those tracking these things found that CEO’s giving their own money (not corporate or PAC) donations in the decade after 2010 (the year of the Citizens United decision) contributed mostly to Republicans. These individuals gave $282 million to the GOP as opposed to $38 million to those other guys (known socialists and likely Commies).

Sometimes, the behavior of corporate entities (considered people in the Citizens United decision) act as hypocritically as real folks do. Hard to believe, right? When Georgia passed a law effectively restricting voting among minorities, the GOOGLE corporation wrote a letter condeming that act. Privately, however, they gave $35,000 to the Republican State Leadership Committee which was working to advance such legislation. At one meeting of this group, those running the meeting clearly stated that restricting voting rights was ‘the only defense of the Republcican Party.’

Want to effect legislation? Perhaps you can write a letter to the editor or contact your Congressperson. A more effective strategy is to spend millions on lobbying, if you have that kind of dough. Lets look at the money spent just on direct lobbying efforts in 2022, just one year mind you. A glance at who is giving big bucks says a lot about what is expected in return.

National Realtors Assoc. ………………. $82 million

Chamber of Commerce ………………. 81 “

Big Pharma ………………………………….. 29 “

Am. Hospital Association ………….. 27 “

Blue Cross-Blue Sheild ……………… 27 “

Amazon ……………………………………… 21 “

American Medical Association … 21 “

The Business Roundtable ………… 20 “

American Chemical Council …….. 20 “

META (i.e., Facebook) …………….. 20 “

Look at this list and think about things for a second. Do you for one moment believe that Congress will do anything about the comparatively high costs of drugs in the U.S., or somehow curtail the prices of medical care here (the highest in the world by far), or do anything substantive to reign in the social media giants, or impose common sense reforms on corporations and banking? If you do, I have a great deal for you on some land in Florida. Just to be fair, there are a few big contibutors on the other side. The Soros fund has distributed some $179 million to advance progressive principles.

One final list that caught my eye. Many corporations decried the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol and on the efforts of those lawmakers seeking to overturn the election results. That was public spirited of them. Then, however, they turned around and financially supported some of the very same people who defended ‘the Big lie’ and took steps to overturn the legitimate will of the voters. Here are some the biggest contributors (2021 and after) who supported those very politicians who attempted to subvert the Constitution and the will of the people.

National Beer Wholesale Assoc. ……………………. $904,000

National Automobile Association ………………… 829, 500

American Bankers Assoc. …………………………….. 779,000

Nat. Association of Home Builders …………….. 663,000

AT & T …………………………………………………………. 629,000

Ass. of Builders and Contractors ……………… 587,000

CUNA Mutual’s PAC ………………………………….. 523,000

Home Depot ……………………………………………….. 477,500

Lockheed Martin ………………………………………… 440,000

Boeing ………………………………………………………….. 411,000

UPS ……………………………………………………………… 410,000

COMCAST …………………………………………………. 381,500

Who needs foreign enemies when corporate America is most willing to support the very people who would undermine our Constitution and trash our democracy. The cartoon character POGO was right … we have met the enemy and it is us.

Alas, I see no feasible way of turning this situation around. Money is way too concentrated at the top and they will not give up power voluntarily. Then again, I’m a pessimistic Irishman with a dark cloud over his head.

Have I ever said this before? I am so freaking happy that I am old and on my way out.

I think we all have them, though they are most difficult to discern in some folk. The ‘them’ in this instance is a system of beliefs, a moral center, an ethical compass, or whatever you want to call what you rely upon to determine what you believe, or at least want to believe, and thus accept as true and decent and right. I would conjecture that most of us, too many really, go through life without thinking about this most central aspect of our personhood … the what, how, and why of what makes each of us who we are. As some sage once said … ‘a life unexamined is a life not worth living.‘ This was clearly a sage with too much time on ther hands, much like me.

I sense that most people think they know what they believe and value … America, Capitalism, the Republican party or the Green party, Jesus as their savior or Mohammed as their Prophet, the Packers or (god forbid) the Chicago Bears, guns or peace, and the list can go on. When pressed, however, articulating a set of core beliefs, our embedded moral sentiments, is harder than it looks. Then again, seeking anything wothwhile is harder than it looks.

Jordon Klepper, a comedian on the Daily Show, would interview Trump true believers at the former President’s rallies. Each respondent started out totally sure of what they believe, at least until Jordon starts picking at the inconsistencies and absurdities within their positions, which he manages to do with considerable skill and ease. Within seconds, you see these people struggling to defend their iron clad world view. While I laugh at them, sometimes uproariously, I know I am subject to the same faults. Consistancy and coherence can be very difficult to maintain, or even locate in the first instance. I’m not sure I would do any better than these befuddled clowns.

I think of myself as a pacifist. Back in my youth, I probably would have tried the ‘conscientious objector’ route with respect to the military draft though that avenue probably was not open to me. In a recent book of mine, Oblique Journeys, I narrate a fictitious account of a young man of conviction who flees to Canada during the height of the Vietnam War and protests.

His personal hegira is as much a flight from his convictions (and his colleagues) as it is his unwillingness to kill others in what he sees as an ill-considered war. He could not face war nor could he accept the path toward violent protest toward which his beliefs were drawing him. Escape was his solution but, as detailed in the book, it took a long life which encompassed much nominal success to sort out his beliefs, his emotions, and his fractured relationships. To butcher one of Bill Clinton’s favorite mantras, if figuring out who we were easily done, we all would do it early in life.

I managed to slither and slide past the draft back in the late 60s and early 70s. But there were moments, too many, when I thought I might have to make one of those life-altering, or would it have been a belief-affirming, choices. Would I go to jail, or Canada, if there were no exit left? After all this time, and writing a whole freaking novel on this theme, I still have no idea.

I just finished a book titled Ahead of Her Time. It is the story of Abbey Kelley (Foster), an early abolitionist and then suffraget who sacrificed so much and worked so hard for what she believed. Starting out in the early 1830s, she worked tirelessly to end slavery and integrate Blacks into American society. She travelled constantly throughout New England, then New York, before moving through Pennsylvania, Ohio, and Michigan tirelessly preaching the cause, raising money, convening meetings and conferences, and publishing tracts and articles. Her devotion first demanded that she renounce her Quaker religious roots, which she thought too concerned with frivolous rules and not committed enough to core principles. In place of her formal religion, she instituted a core affirmation in abolition and embraced the universal rights of all men and women. Around those convictions she organized the rest of her life, never failing until her body gave out many decades in the future.

There was an extended period of time when she had no home of her own, existing off the good graces of those who admired her and her labors. And yet, in reading about her exemplary life of commitment and sacrifice, I was struck with her own internal battles. She preached the lessons of love and of embracing those who had been shunned by society and/or assigned to some form of marginal or second-class existence. Yet, her strong beliefs led her to reject so many around her, slave holders and slave apologists for sure, but also her own colleagues with whom she disputed with about either ends or tactics or both. That is an affliction common to many of those with strong beliefs … they strive for purity of belief and reject those who fall short by their strict standards.

And that insight brought me to another set of examples embedded in a movie about the trial of the Chicago Seven. You remember them, the sacrificial lambs placed on trial after the riots at the 1968 Democratic National Convention in Chicago. President Johnson’s outgoing Attorney General Ramsey Clark had refused to indict anyone after his internal investigation concluded that the police were responsible for the violence on the streets. Nixon’s Attorney General went ahead with these indictments presumably, if you believe the movie, because he felt disrespected by the outgong AG. Or perhaps it was just good political theater.

In the end, the trial was a fiasco and none of the defendents spent any material time in jail, except for contempt of court decisions handed down by the clownish and incompetent judge overseeing the proceedings. Well, the defendent’s lawyer, Willian Kunstler, did do some real time. Apparently, defending unpopular people has its risks … the bromide that everyone deserves a vigorous defense not being accepted by all.

In the end, though, the movie was much less about the riots, those charged with crimes, and the trial’s outcomes. It was far more about the character of the defendents, their differences with each other and how their callous mistreatment by the judicial system brought them closer together through their court ordeal. The defendents, in effect, were a microcosm of ‘the left’ at least as it emerged in the 1960s. Here is a quick review of the lineup:

The New Left … This was represented by Tom Hayden and Rennie Davis who were leaders of SDS (Students for a Democratic Society). The anthem for this movement was the Port Huron statement, a call to arms for college students written by Hayden in 1960 in (guess where) Port Huron Michigan (many attendees at this gathering were from the U. of Michigan). My take is that these activists were the traditional types reacting against what they see as societal failings and moral wrongs. They started out looking for a more meaningful role for their generation, soon got caught up in the anti-war movement and other causes. Their frustrations increased (with the body count in Nam) and they eventually splintered into a few even more radical groups with the Weathermen in particular sinking into a self-destructive nihilism. But Hayden remained true to the original meaning of the organization eventually becoming a long serving politician in California and the husband of Jane Fonda.

The Cultural Left … The Yippees were the brainchild of Abbie Hoffman and Jerry Rubin. In some ways, they moved beyond traditional politics to operate on cultural change. They were the more political Hippies who felt that real change came from altering how people saw and felt things on a more primal or cultural level, focusing on the absurdities of conventional society. Of course, that was way too abstract and nuanced for most and the movement became more one of outlandish theater than anything substantive. But it had its moments before fading from the scene. While Rubin eventually became a stock broker, Hoffman remained an activist until committing suicide in 1989. I marginally remember Abbie from my youth. He also was from Worcester and had managed a movie theater as a young man. He gave a talk at Clark (my alma mater) early in the war where he gave a devastating and brilliant attack on U.S. tactics and aims. At that time, he wore a suit and tie.

The Moral Left … I’m not sure this thread in the protest movement had a single name but it was represented by David Dellinger in the movie. David was older, a family man, and wore a suit. He had been a conscientious objector during World War II and had devoted his life to non-violence. Even before Martin Luther King, he had been a practitioner of non-violence, civil disobedience, and a believer in a strong moral code. Of all, he reminded me of the ante-bellum abolishionists like William Garrison and Stephen Foster (Abbey Kelley’s non-resister husband). In a moment in movie that touched me deeply, the viciousness of Judge Hoffman and the total lack of justice in the proceedings got to David and he struck a bailiff who was restraining him. The immediate pain on his face for what he had done spoke volumes. In a moment of anger, he had violated his core principle.

The Angry Left … this was represented by the Black Panthers and Bobby Seale. If the non-violence of Martin Luther King Jr. evolved from the precepts of Mahatma Gandhi and the moral left, the Black Panthers drew inspiration from the more forceful revolutionaries of the past, Nat Turner and John Brown. The force of oppression had to be met with equal force. That, unfortunately, would never be an equal fight and was doomed to fail from the start. Bobby’s good friend and Panther leader Fred Hampton, was killed in a police raid during this period. Virtually everyone believes he was assassinated by the Chicago police. There was a lot to be angry about.

The Others …. There were two other defendents but all figured that they were thrown in by the government to give the jury someone to acquit and thus feel good that they had done an objective job in finding the others guilty. In point of fact, they were acquitted of all charges. You would think the government would have had the decency to pay them for services rendered.

What struck me is that these very different defendents, and the trajectories they took, were so different despite purportedly common ends. They wanted to stop what they saw as an unjust war and to form a more inclusive and equitable society. Yet, they took very different paths toward their goals and, if the movie is to believed, didn’t necessarily understand nor like one another, at least in the beginning. It was only a common enemy, the so-called Justice system, that brought them together.

There were so many fine moments in the movie but one has stayed with me. It is an exchange between Hayden and Hoffman as they finally verbalize the simmering conflict between the two of them. It goes something like this (not the scripted words but the sentiments):

Hoffman … to really change things you have transform how people see the world, their culture.

Hayden … the problem with that is that you need political power to really do what we want, not political theater or being amusing.

Hoffman … in all your political maneuvering and posturing, aren’t you forgetting what we are all about, that kids are dying today while you go about playing political games.

Hayden … but remember this, as we go about seeking political control do what is right, voters will only remember your antics, not your good intentions, and vote the other way for decades to come.

They don’t come to an accord in that moment. However, at one point in the exchange, Hoffman admits that he read Hayden’s Port Huron Statement. ‘You read that,’ Hayden is surprised. Hoffman smiles, ‘I’ve read everything you have written. You are a really smart guy.’ And the ice begins to thaw.

Even today, I remember the first time I read the Port Huron Statement. I was in college at Clark, working 11-7 in a hospital to pay my way through school. On a slow night, I recall reading that founding document of the new left. I’m a bit of a skeptic and even a cynic, but it got to me … a young working-class kid shedding his Catholic roots and looking for a larger purpose.

And that, above all, is what made the 1960s special, for some of us at least. We experienced the shock of having all of our given precepts challenged and then being forced to arrive at, even articulate, a new understanding of things and a more coherent ethical center and world view. Just like for the defendents in the Chicago Seven, that was not an easy process. Figuring out what you should believe, how to arrive at those beliefs and, once there, how to live them in real life is more than a challenge. Calculus is a challenge. This is really hard shit.

But it is worth it. At this point, I will repeat one of my favorite vignettes, one that I have shared before. It deserves repeating. Decades ago, I read an article by a New York State Supreme Court Justice. He wrote about his youth growing up in New York City during the 1930s. Like a number of smart college kids of that era, he was taken with the sufferings brought about by the depression and the failure of society to respond. Like many of his friends, he dabbled in socialism and even communism as possible responses to what he saw about him.

He did not stay in these political places all that long but he realized one thing … it was the journey that counted. The economic catastrophe about him demanded that he look at things afresh and not with old eyes and tired scripts. He felt he had to question all that he knew and build up a new way of looking at things. In this piece, he said it made him, and many of his peers at the time, deeper thinkers and better people. He concluded that the crucible of doubt and questioning thrust upon him proved a blessing in the end. I totally agree with this man whose name is now long lost to my memory. But his experience stuck with me … it was also my experience but in a different decade and prompted by a different crisis.

We did not have a depression in the 60s, far from it, though my neighborhood was lower income working class at best. The war, the ‘rights’ movements, the broader cultural shifts all pressured us to think through our beliefs and our lives. I don’t know what college kids today talk about but we spent hours upon hours dialoguing about the issues of our day. We fought and argued and debated endlessly. Like the Chicago Seven, we disputed ends and means and then went back through them again. Nothing was easy. But at the end, if there was an end, a funny thing happened. We also felt we had become deeper, more nuanced thinkers (I did at keast). Perhaps we became even better people as adults (though I still doubt there is any reward awaiting me in the afterlife).

I can remember attending an anti-war rally in Milwaukee after returning from two years in India … my time out of time. The speakers struck me as spouting slogans, scripted words the meaning of which was beyond them. I wandered off disillusioned. They were born just a bit too late to go through the transformational experiences where authentic epiphanies and sentiments are born. I guess I was just lucky, and I suppose doomed at the same time.

Well that was a long introduction. perhaps in the near future I’ll take a stab at expressing my beliefs, if I can. Before signing off, let me add this. We had a big ‘political sort’ a half century ago. Conservative Democrats switched to the Republican Party while younger conservatives routinely identified as being Republicans. Moderate Republicans were driven out of that party. Rather quickly, the parties became more homogeneous and bi-partisanship diminished greatly. Now, we see a second ‘sort’ happening as we speak (or write). People are relocating to states where they feel more comfortable with the dominant political culture. That is, people are moving to be with others who share their values.

I see these lists of best places to live for retirees and other such groups. They inevitably discuss tax burdens and weather and living costs etc. They never talk about culture and compatible beliefs. But that is the new draw. I wintered in Florida for a number of years. But when my wife became ill, it was back to Madison for me, cold winters or no. Why? I want to be with people who share my values. So do most of my neighbors. They all could afford to live wherever they wish. But they don’t leave. And I fully understand why. Real estate folk who deal with families relocating out of state say this has become the new deal breaker in acceptable destinations. Belief systems and normative values are that important.

They are becoming everything as we sink deeper into our cultural divide.

I have a longer, more thoughtful, blog in the making but some other items have caught my attention on this gorgeous morning.

First, it will be a beautiful day here in Madison. But though the weather is wonderful locally (dry and comfortable for the past few days), never be fooled by simply looking out the window. There is a huge difference between weather, what you see when you look out your window, and climate, longer term and/or global trends.

Agencies in the U.S. and Europe have been monitoring the climate globally since sometime in the the mid-20th century. It turns out that June was the hottest June on record. Then, on this past Thursday, the global temp hit 63 degrees F. That set a daily record for single day and the week has a good chance of setting a record that many specialist believe could go back 100,000 years. The waters of the North Atlantic have been recording temps some 9 degrees F above normal this summer. Climate specialists now give 2023 better than a 50-50 chance of being the hottest year on record, breaking the existing record set in 2016. As they say, records are meant to be broken but not this quickly.

Scientists are not surprised. This is what they have been predicting for years now. The usual carbon emission issue is coupled with an El Nino effect (hotter oceans than usual) to break records. The problem is that the impacts now tend to be cumulative rather than cyclical. Hot begets more hot! Even staid experts are now using words like ‘extraordinary,’ ‘terrifying,’ and ‘uncharted teritory.’ Yup, time to buy my lakefront home way up in Hudson Bay.

But let’s focus on that spot of ‘coke’ found in the WH. That’s what is important.

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Here’s another trend to make your day. Being MIA from class is way up in American schools after the pandemic.

The education experts say that missing 10 percent of classes during the school years puts a child at great risk of falling behind (unless they are a bored genius but there aren’t many of those). Exceeding this threshold is called ‘chronic absenteeism.’ Before the pandemic, close to 30 percent of kids were in this category. Recently, the rate has been approaching one in two kids, with some school districts being particularly hard hit. This is a sleeper effect from COVID.

Now, let is face a harsh truth. We were getting our fannies whipped on the education front by many countries … Finland, Norway, Poland, Japan, Hong Kong, China, and the list goes on. In global assessments of educational performance we typically are far down the list. I noticed the transformation in the composition of graduate programs at the University of Wisconsin during my career. The doctoral program in economics was taken over by foreign students in the 1980s as I recall, never mind engineering and the computer sciences where they have long dominated. Even in the Social Welfare (Social Work) doctoral program, Asian students had become a dominant presence. I often wondered, where have all the American kids gone?

Now, with teachers being chronically underpaid, with these poor bastards being attacked on all sides, including for all sorts of non-educational partisan and ideological reasons, who would want this crummy job any more. Teaching in most of the States is not like teaching in Scandinavia where you are paid well and appreciated as a skilled professional, or in France where school kids are fed nutritious meels since that is critical to learning (as opposed to here where ketchup once was classified as a vegetable to save a few pennies.) Not to worry, if the kids no longer come to school, we won’t need as many teachers. That will save a few tax dollars, surely a win-win outcome for Republicans.

If we continue to starve our research universities (as the Republican legislature is doing in Wisconsin), foreign students will turn to their own universities, which are improving as we speak. Then the dumbing down of America will be complete.

Let me repeat my favorite mantra one more time. I am sooo damn glad I’m an old fart and on my way out!

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One final thought for today … this one on an historical note. It is around the 100 year anniversary of Mussolini’s ‘march on Rome’ that established the first major Fascist regime in Europe. This got me thinking (lots of weird things get me thinking apparently). We actually have Communism to thank for the rise of European Fascism in the 1920s through the 40’s, a force that led to horrific conflicts and mass deaths. Thank you Marx, Lenin, and Trotsky (sarcasm intended).

Lenin and Trotsky, in particular, were convinced internationalists. They were convinced that the Red tide would quickly sweep out of Russia to the west and take over Europe, and do so quickly. After all, based on the theoretical writings of Karl Marx, Russia was the least likely candidate for revolution … too backward and agricultural. It had not gone through the pre-revolutionalry stages predicted by Marx and Engels. But places like Germany were perfect. In the early 1920’s the advancing Red Scare rushed through a number of countries. In America, for example, the scare led to the Palmer (U.S. AG) raids where hundreds of left-wingers were arrested out of paranoia and base fear. Immigration subsequently was curtailed severely. This paranoia was later resurrected in the McCarthyism of the 1950s.

Back to my main point. In 1923, Mussolini was able to walk into Rome and take power with a relatively small contingent of his ‘Blackshirts.’ The key moment came when Luigi Facta, head of the Italian Council of Ministers presented King Vittorio Emanuele III with a ‘Ratification of a State of Seige.’ Had Vittorio signed the document, the Italian Army would have been called upon to disperse the marchers and throw Benito’s ass in jail (though, like his admirer Hitler after the Beer Hall putsch, Benito may have also have made a comeback).

Now, here’s the big quesiton. Why didn’t Vittorio sign it? He was too afraid of the Communists and thought Benito a safer bet. Oooops, his mistake!

A decade later, President Paul Von Hindenburg also faced a growing threat from the left as the global depression wracked the German economy. The left and right fought pitched battles in the streets as the central government seemed increasingly impotent. After several meetings with Industrialists, former Chancellor Von Papen and other mainstream politicians convinced Hindenburg to appoint Hitler as Chancellor, though the President despised the future Fuhrer personally. By this time, Hndenburg was becoming senile and would pass away in a few months. But what persuaded him to act against his instincts was assurances from Papen and others that Hitler could be controlled. After all, the Nazi’s would have a minority of ministerial positions in the new government. In any case, Hitler’s backers (the Brownshirts) were essential to keeping the Commies from seizing power. It might have seemed like a good idea at the time. It wasn’t.

Not long after this German disaster, the ‘left’ was legally voted into power in Spain. It was a loose coalition of reformers, Socialists, and Communists who frightened the pants off the established aristocracy, the military elite, and the Church. General Francisco Franco was a leader of the Nationalist forces that initiated a Civil war in 1936 against the Republican (or elected) forces. For 3 years, a brutal conflict ensued with atrocities on both sides. While many foreigners (including Americans in the Abraham Lincoln Brigade) joined the Republican side to defend what they saw as an imperiled democracy, they could not compete with the planes and tanks supplied by Hitler.

In the end, the Repubic was defeated, as much by internal divisions within the Republican coalition as by Franco’s army … the far left could never get along with the moderate reformers. Still, the Republic had considerable support among the people and held out for a long time. It was that nagging fear that the Communists would eventually rise to a dominant position that eroded this support. And so, Franco prevailed in 1939 and created the Dictaduro Franquista, his dictatorship, that would last until his death in 1975. I can still remember when we were told he was ‘on his deathbed.’ He was on it for a long, long time it seemed … a really long time. When he did finally ‘buy the farm,’ he left a bitterly divided country that had been savaged by hate and bitter divisions, a nation that did not begin to heal for another generation at least. Some have never forgotten.

There you have it … Lenin died before his anticipated world revolution could happen. Trotsky, the other big internationalist, was driven into exile by Stalin and murdered by his agents in Mexico in the mid 1930s. Aside from the eastern European countries occupied by Russian forces at the end of WWII, China, the North of the Korean peninsula, and briefly in south Asia, there was no international revolution. Communism was doomed to self destruct (in any pure form) based on its internal contadictions. But there was the rise of Fascism in Europe (and a hard-right movement in the U.S.) in response to its largely imagined threat. The suffering attendant to this has been incalculable. The number of deaths alone runs into the tens of millions.

And so it goes.

I am anticipating with dread the next Presidential election, always an opportunity for excessive delusional thinking and hyperbolic claims. On the other hand, perhaps I will be rescued from the coming insanity by an aneurysm which will take me away to my eternal reward. Then again, thinking on how I have led my life to date, perhaps I can endure a bit of political nonsense just a bit longer. My personal afterlife may leave something to be desired.

What I fear most is the mind-numbingly stupid debate we will endure on why our fiscal house is in disorder. It is mind-numbing in that the script is so old, the Republican talking points were first written down on papyrus paper or, as some have claimed, were chiseled in hieroglyphics on stone tablets. Our conservative bretheren will pound away on excess spending. ‘‘We have to cut our public budget, run our government like the family budget.‘ they will say repeatedly. ‘You pay your bills on time, that’s what real Americans do despite all the taxes the typcal family must fork over to a voracious spending machine known as Uncle Sam.‘ Of course, for them cutting spending does not include expenditures aimed at killing people. There must always be more money for weapons of destruction which is God’s will (NOTE: That bit about beating your swords into plowshares was a Biblical missprint). And by the way, your typical American family is in debt, with at least a mortgage or two, and possibly student loans and credit card debt and HELOCs. Private debt also runs into the trillions.

The Dems will retort with something about taxing the rich more to raise additional revenue. However, they never seem to push this theme with as much vigor as the other side when conservatives scream about bloated government, excessive spending, and general waste. My guess is that most Dems loathe saying anything that might scare off wealthy politcal donors, even those who realize they have been getting away with murder for years.

If you are as unfortunate as I am, you are getting scores of messages daily (even now with no immediate election) asking for donations from all sides of the political spectrum. Politics has become 98 percent about raising money these days and the other 2 percent about scaring the shit out of you. Reading these pleas is something out of the Twilight Zone. I don’t blck them all though, while irritating, many are entertaining (eg. Western civilization will collapse if you don’t send my $5 bucks by midnght for an election some 17 or 18 months away).

This morning, for some reason, my febrile mind wandered back three decades to the moment when Bill Clinton, during a brief Democratic trifecta, passed a budget Bill that (among other things) raised the top marginal tax rate from 31 percent to 39.6 percent. It was a brave act. His predecessor, George H. W. Bush had raised the top rate from 28 pervent to 31 percent, which cost him dearly among the Republican base and likely resulted in his losing the 1992 election. Americans have always hated paying for the public good, a disposition that goes back Colonial days (see my recent blog). Clinton’s move to improve our budgetary situation, along with the audacity to suggest we join the rest of the world in offering our citizens an expanded public health system, likely resulted in the success of the Gingrich revolution in the 1994 Congressional elections.

What I remember most about that year (I was in Washington at the time) is how desperately the Republicans howled that the ‘sky would fall’ if Clinton raised the the top tax rate. Unemployment would explode, productivity would crator, and our public debt would not decline but increase exponentially. There was no end to the horrible outcomes they laid before the American public. Their stand? If you want to reduce our debt, cut spending on anything and everything that benefits average and lower-income folk. But for heaven sakes, don’t tamper with things like tax rates for the ‘producers’ in society, or write-offs for private jets and three-martini lunches. Those things lubricate our economy and keep us growing. Does all this strike anyone else as transparently self-serving?

In any case, reality turned out quite different from the nightmarish scenarios described by the ‘right.’ The economy boomed during Clinton’s administration. The stock market soared. And most amazingly, annual deficits fell and, mirabili dictu, we ran budget surpluses, something not seen since the 60s. A colleague of mine at UW had spent time at Treasury around this time. He and his economist colleagues were stunned at how quickly annual deficts fell. They were in disbelief when budget surpluses were generated several years ahead of even their more optimistic projections. Soon, the hard right moved on to other issues. Obviously with fiscal armageddon delayed, could the culture wars be substituted as the au courant national nightmare. The damn liberal are attacking Christmas. (What!)

All this got me thinking about fiscal basics or budget essentials 101. In the last fiscal year, the feds collected about $5 trillion in revenues, or some $15,000 per person. A little more than half came from income taxes, about 30 percent from payroll taxes, and the rest from corporate and sales taxes along from custom duties. On the other hand, they spent some $6.5 trillion. Most of that went to big ticket items like Social Security, Defense, Health care financing, debt servicing, and distribution of recources to the States, things that are hard to cut. All other government programs and operations represent a pretty small portion of the budget.

The gap between revenue and spending is the annual deficit, $1.5 trillion in the last fiscal year. The deficits, when considered over time, constitute the aggregate public debt. That has grown to $31 trillion at the current time, a fact that led to the recent kerfuffle about raising the debt limit. Of course, the old stone tablets on which Republican talking points are to be found were dragged out one more time. The conservatives threatened national insolvency unless spending on working folks and lower income families were slashed. In truth, you would have to end virtually all such programs to achieve budget neutral figures. Cooler heads prevailed (this time), but the issue has not disappeared, not by a long shot.

What is worrisome is that our public debt has risen from about a one-quarter of our GDP (Gross Domestic Product) in late 1970s (at the onset of the Reagan revolution) to just about 100 percent of GDP today. Those are figures that even alarm a socialist like myself. Sure, we owe most of this money to ourselves but perhaps 25 to 30 percent is owned by foreign countries. What if they were all to call in what we owe them, like if we defaulted on our debts?

We had seen our national debt fall for decades after World War II, when a world conflict generated spending had pushed what we owed to 106 percent of our GDP in 1946 (remember war bonds). Many feared a post war economic collapse but government was then guided by Keynesian principles and remained in the hands of Democrats and rather liberal Republicans (Eisenhower would be considered leftist today and Nixon said ‘we are all Keynesians now.’ Throughout this period, the top marginal tax rates remained high (70 to 91 percent). Also, we invested in things like national health (e.g., Medicare and Medicaid), and in our infrastructure (the National Highway Bill), and education (the G.I. Bill and post-Sputnick investments in science.) All the while, the middle class boomed, inequality and poverty fell, and opportunity abounded (even for a schmuck like me). I do not exaggerate when I say that if a no- talent like me could make it, anyone can … you just need the right opportunity set.

Then we had the great U-turn in 1980. I’ve talked elsewhere about how progress against poverty then stalled and how inequality began to increase in virtually tectonic terms. But let us keep our focus on the debt issue. The public debt, which had fallen to about one-quarter of GDP in the 1970s, started rising again. Reagan slashed the top marginal rate from 70 percent to 28 percent along with other tax breaks for the wealthy, all under the dubious theory of supply side economics. At the same time, the darling of the right was not very good at slashing spending. He raised the defense budget dramatically. Then, when his budget director, John Stockman, tried to get his boss to indicate which programs should be slashed or eliminated, he found Ronald to be a softy. When faced with cutting help to struggling folk, Reagan could not do it despite his tough rhetoric. Out exploding debt was off and running.

Still, by the end of the Clinton administration, Bill had whittled the debt down to about $10 trillion. He both cut spending and increased revenue, raising the top rate to 39.6 percent as mentioned above. So, how did the aggrregate rate jump from $10 trillion to over $30 trillion in a couple of decades or so? For one thing, the Republicans regained their mo-jo about catering to the uber wealthy. To make a long strory manageable, Bush (the junior) enacted major tax cuts that slashed revenues (from what they would have been). At the same time, he initiated a series of costly wars and then, through negligence, permitted the housing crash to occur in 2008, a disaster which came close to cratering the global economy.

Obama managed to drag us back to prosperity but with considerable, though necessary, spending. Trump, however, then followed with more tax cuts in 2017 that greatly favored the wealthy and helped redistribute more of the economic pie to the top. That, coupled with the pandemic, and its consequences on both revenues and spending, pushed our deficits (and debt) into the stratosphere. Yet, when the debt ceiling kerfuffle erupted, the call from the right came directly from the ancient papyrus script … too much Democratic spending. And while the Republicans called for a general reduction in non-defense discretionary spending (not a big portion of the pie to begin with), they were surprisingly mute about specific cuts. They would let Biden make those choices and take the blame of course. Nice try!

To get real for a moment, anyone living on planet earth knows that deficits (and then debt) result from two factors … spending AND debt. Ideally, you would deal with both. By the way, you would not do well in my policy class if you could not figure this one out, a common sense and not an ideologocal fact. Clinton did this very thing in the nineties and Biden has started to do the same recently (NOTE: our current deficits are falling measurably at the current moment). Dealing with things ONLY on the spending side is unbalanced and counterproductive.

Now consider this, there is no evidence that we are an overtaxed nation, as the right continuously asserts. A study of 38 nations in the OECD (generally the better run countries) has the U.S. ranked 32nd out of the 38 in tax burden. Oddly enough, countries like Denmark and Finland, those often at the very top of global hedonic scales measuring the happiness of citizens, also are at the top of the tax-burden scale. They tax way more than us BUT also provide services that their citizens value and which significanty reduce the anxieties that plague Americans in their more winner-take-all culture.

Here’s the thing. At the end of the day, the tax cuts introduced over the past two-plus decades account for the preponderance of the debt growth since the turn of the century. Reasonable analyses suggest that some 57 percent of the additional debt over this period is due to the Bush (Jr.) and Trump tax cuts. However, when you factor out the temporary blips associated with the 2008 crash and the Pandemic, the poportion of the blame on our recent tax cuts (and revenue losses) jump to about 90 percent. Those two factors surely added much to short-term deficits but nothiing to longer term trajectories. The bottom line, our way back to fiscal sanity is through returning our tax burden to past levels and in line with our peer nations. If we do, the sky will not fall. If past history s any guide, we will do very well indeed (assuming we deal with other small challenges like climate change).

Now boys and girls, there was a time when some sanity prevailed in our governing institutions. There was a time when sound analysis and research played a role in policy making. No, I’m not making that up. I was alive during those times. And Republicans even made sense. They were the ones cautioning us on the behalf of fiscal prudence. They even struck me a sensible and I have been known to vote for a few over the years, though not recently. Not many. mind you, but there were some really good ones.

Sigh, they are gone now. Hopefully, their replacements will not drag us into the abyss. I’m not hopeful though, unless someone surrepticiously adds a common sense drug into their kool-aide. As I keep saying. I’m damn glad I’m old.

I can relate to this first one:

A group of professors were invited on a plane. When the door closed and the plane was about to take off, all the eggheads were informed that the plane had been made by their students. The profs immediately rushed toward the plane door to escape with one exception. This one remained calm and confident.

He was asked why he wasn’t trying to escape.

“Simple”, he replied, “they are our students.”

“And you are that sure you taught them that well”

“Hell no,” he smiled, “I’m just sure the damn thing won’t fly.”

This joke spoke to me, had to share.

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How about a few more then:

An English teacher wrote these words on the whiteboard: “Women without her man is nothing.” She then asked the students to punctuate the sentence correctly.

The boys wrote: “Women, without her man, is nothing.”

The girls wrote: “Women! Without her, man is nothing.”

And there you have it.

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In the beginning, God created the earth and rested. Then, He created man and rested. Next, God created women.

Since then, neither God nor man has gotten a damn bit of rest.

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For those men who say, “why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free”, here’s an update for you.

Nowadays, some 80 percent of women are against marriage. Why? Because women now realize it’s not worth buying an entire pig just get get a little sausage.

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Q. How are men and parking lots alike?

A. The good ones are already taken and the ones that are left are handicapped.

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Q. Why are men like banking machines?

A. Once they withdraw they lose interest.

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Two friends meet each other on the street.

“Hello! Where are you coming from, Tom.” Asked Bill.

“I’m coming from the cenetary. I just burried my mother-in-law.

“I’m so sorry,” Bill said. “But why is your face scratched all over?

“It wasn’t easy,” Tom sighed. “She put up one hell of a fight.”

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8 year old sally brought her report card home. Her marks were generally good though her teacher had written the following across the bottom.

“Sally is a smart girl, but she has one fault. She talks way too much during class. However, I have an idea I’ll try to break her of this habit.

Sally’s dad signed the card and added the following. “Please tell me your idea. I’d like to try it on Sally’s mother.”

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Mildred, the town gossip, loved to dish dirt on everyone. Most of her neighbors were too afraid of her to complain. But she made a mistake when she attacked Tom, a new neighbor.

“You are a drunk,” she said in front of everyone. “I saw your truck parked in front of the the bar for a long time yesterday.”

Tom said nothing and just walked away.

That evening, Tom parked his truck in front of Midred’s house and walked home. He left it parked there all night.

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What do a clitoris, an anniversary, and a toilet have in common?

Men always miss them!

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An Irish Priest and a Rabbi get into a car accident. They both get out of their cars and stumble to the side of the road.

The Rabbi says, “Oy vey! What a wreck!”

The Priest asks the Rabbi if he’s all right.

“Just shaken up a bit.”

The Priest pulls a flask from his coat and says, “drink some of this. It will calm your nerves.”

The Rabbi takes a couple of good belts and says, “well, what are we going to tell the police.”

The Priest smiles. “I don’t know what your aft’ to be tellin’ them, but I’ll be tellin’ them that I wasn’t the one drinking.”

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Paddy was tooling down the road a bit when the local cop, a friend of his, pulled him over.

“What’s wrong, Seamus?” Paddy asked.

“Well, didn’t ya know, Paddy, that your good wife fell out of the car about a mile or so back there?”

“Ah, praise the Lord,” Paddy replied with relief. “I thought I’d been struck deaf.”

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A blonde calls her mom … “Mom, mom, I’m a genius.”

“Really dear, how’s that possible?”

The blonde replies. I finished a puzzle I’ve been working on for the past year and just read the box. It says ‘for 2 to 5’ years.”

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Q. Why did the blonde put lipstick on her forehead?

A. She was trying to make up her mind.

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A gang of robbers broke into private club for lawyers. the old legal lions gave them one hell of a fight for their lives and money. The gang was happy to escape.

“What a mistake!” the boss of the gang said.

“It wasn’t so bad,” another of the gang said. “We made off with a hundred bucks.”

“Yeah,” the boss replied, “but we had $400 when we went in to rob the place.”

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The owner of a golf course in Georgia was confused about paying an invoice so he decided to ask his attractive female secretary for some help. “You graduated from the University of Georgia and I need some mathematical help.”

“Of course,” she replied.

“If I was to give you $20,000 minus 14%, how much would you take off?”

She thought for a moment before replying. “Everthing but my earrings.”

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And on that note, I will make my apologies and wish all a good day.

As I watch the sun set over a lake on a hot summer day just before the 4th, my restless brain turns to what the upcoming holiday is all about. A new country was created.

Well, not exactly I suppose. If I recall correctly, the vote to separate from the mother country was done two days before the 4th, the day that many of the Founding Father’s assumed would be celebrated in the future. The event that stuck, however, was the date the Declaration was signed by a bunch of very wealthy white men. Go figure!

Those signing the document were taking a huge gamble. It was, after all, a treasonous act and easily could have found them hanging at the end of a rope. As one of the signers said, ‘we will either hang together or hang separately.’

They had no way of knowing whether their brave words could be backed up with effective actions. Yet, they went ahead, some with considerable bravo. As John Hancock wrote his signature with calligraphic elegance, he murmured something to the effect that George III would have no problem reading his signature. Of course, perhaps they were only catching up with the times. By the seminal vote on July 2nd, some 90 local jurisdictions had already voted for some type of separation.

When all was said and done, however, the declaration was merely words. There were other steps essential to the birth of this new nation, or any such rash peoples breaking away from colonial rule. A conflict of arms had to be waged even as the colonists were utterly divided respecting their feelings toward the Crown. The colonists were far from united on the question of separation. In fact, my late wife can trace her father’s lineage back to revolutionary times. I found it intriguing that her ancestors left the Boston area and headed west right after independence was secured. I always figured they had chosen the wrong side and had been forced to migrate.

It would not be until 1781 that Cornwallis was trapped between American/French troops and the French Navy at Yorktown. The timely arrival of the French fleet closed the trap and assured a positive outcome. The Treaty by which Britain formally recognized the new state was not signed until 1783. A functioning constitution would not come for another several years. Even then, some say the birth was not real until John Adams voluntarily relinquished power to his political enemy Thomas Jefferson after the Electoral votes were counted. That proved the Constitution worked, at least until Trump came along. There are many dates to celebrate.

In looking back, those advocating celebration sometimes came across as spoiled children. The various taxes imposed on colonists after the end of the French and Indian wars were necessary to offset the costs to the Crown for securing the Western borders of the colonies. Rather than help defray the military costs, the colonists (some at least) bitched and moaned about paying for the help they had received. The British foreign office was perplexed by such selfishness. Not surprisingly, Americans still moan about paying for the common good…being a peculiarly selfish lot 🙄.

The start of the whole affair seemed inevitable and yet accidental. The British forayed out of Boston toward Concord Massachusetts one day to round up arms the rabble rousers had allegedly stored there. Most credit Paul Revere for spreading the alarm, but he was a bust being caught by a British patrol before carrying out his mission. His partner, a man named Dawes, fell from his horse and hurt himself. It was a young doctor who had been visiting his fiance and whom Revere and Dawes happened to run across before their mishaps who saved the day. He raced through the countryside while raising the alarm.

Even as the locals and British regulars faced off at Lexington, war was not a guarantee. The two sides stared at one another until a single shot, most likely an accident, started everything off. The outnumbered colonists scattered. By the time the Regulars reached Concord, however, many more minutemen had gathered. They fought Native American style, staying hidden and hitting the British in hit and run attacks as the Redcoats beat a hasty retreat. That victory, plus another at Bunkers Hill, Breeds Hill actually, drove the Brits out of Boston. It was a promising start.

After George Washington was appointed commander as a political move to cement Southern participation, more Brits were sent over to quash the rebellion, much like America escalating in Vietnam in 1965-67. The first few contests found the Colonial forces suffering humiliating defeats as they were routed out of New York all the way into Pennsylvania. Extinction of the Continental Army was a close run thing at the very begin, very close indeed.

All seemed lost in December, 1776. The remaining troops under Washington were dispirited. Most had enlistments that would expire at the end of the year, Washington was desperate, the rebellion on the brink of collapse. So, he rolled the dice, crossing the Delaware on Christmas night to attack the Hessians in Camden. It really was a desperate move 😕.

That gamble also proved close run thing. A Tory farmer, becoming aware of the sneak attack, raced to warn the Hessian mercenaries. A lower officer brought a note to their commanding General who was enjoying a yuletime card game, revelry, and many drinks. Rather than read the note, the commander merely stuffed it into his pocket. On such small acts, great things are determined.

Instead of preparing for the approaching Rebels, the Hessians continued their revelry far into the night. Washington’s troops arrived early the next morning to be greeted by sleepy, drunk, hung over, and totally unprepared defenders. The Hessian Commander was one of the first to fall and the rout was on. This victory boosted morale and saved the army to fight another day.

The fighting would go on for another five years or so with many additional dark moments. In many respects, though, Britain’s fortunes were sealed a year later in the Fall of 1777. General Burgoyne marched South through the Hudson River Valley hoping to split the Rebellian and cut the New England states off from the remainder of those rebellious miscreants. But the American General Gates, over a series of battles, defeated Burgoyne completely and sent his forces back into Canada. Gates became so popular as a result that many proposed him to replace Washington as head of the Continental Army.

One outcome was that France decided that the ragtag Colonial forces had a chance after all. Ben Franklin and John Adams had been in Paris for some time pleading the case for support. The two ambassadors were very different and disliked each other. Ben’s informal and lecherous approach (with the fashionable ladies) proved perfect for the French Court, unlike Adams’s more professional approach. Louis soon agreed and now the Colonies did have a chance, a good chance, especially as French troops began to arrive in 1778. Much like America some 190 years later, Britain found fighting an unwinnable war on the other side of the ocean too expensive, especially now that the Rebels had a rich ally.

But the real costs fell on the King of France whose decision to bankroll the upstart colonists drove him into debt … that and his lavish lifestyle that is. He eventually had to call the Estates-Generale to raise revenue which, in turn, started a series of events that led to the French Revolution. But I assume Louis thought supporting the American uprising to be a good bet at the time.

Washingtons end game, however, was admirable. He fooled the Brits into thinking he would keep his combined American-French force outside New York (the Brit headquarters). Secretly, he marched south to join the Rebels Southern forces outside Yorktown. When he arrived, he prayed the French fleet would beat the British ships to the Chesapeake Bay, thus trapping Cornwallis. They did and the Brits were doomed.

After trying to hold out, Cornwallis accepted realty and surrendered. His aide (the Commander was too depressed to participate in the formal surrender) tried to give his sword to the ranking French officer, rather than Washington who was considered little above the status of a barbarian. The French commander insisted it be given to Washington, who was in charge. As I recall, the band played a tune titled ‘The World Turned Upside Down.’

And so, a new nation was on the way to being born. When the original Articles of Confederation proved a bust, a new Constitution was developed (with considerable difficulty). When a woman asked Franklin what kind of government they had proposed, he purportedly said … ‘a Republic, if you can keep it.’ Now, some 230 odd years later, we might yet focus on his prescient caveat…if you can keep it.

Nothing was certain at the beginning. Many yet favored a limited Monarchy, their ire not against all strong leaders but against George III, who suffered from health and mental issues that raised questions about his fitness to rule. Even beyond the new Constitution, the example of Washington as first President set the tone for the new nation. This was his finest hour. His popularity could have permitted him to accrue great powers. But he resisted, and a limited democracy came into being.

It would be tested in the future. In the 1840s, the first push for disunion arose. It came not from Southern slaveholders but from northern abolitionists who believed the Constitution a blighted document that supported slavery and oligarchic rule. In many states, only property holding white males could vote even at this time. They wanted a mature democracy that included all adults. Of course, our greatest test came in 1861.

Perhaps the 2024 election will give us an answer to whether we can keep the nation that was born way back then, and which slowly evolved into a mature Democracy. There are still those who would sweep the Constitution aside and recreate a monarchy or oligarchic dictatorship. There always have been upstarts like Trump. The difference now is that so many support his objectionable and vile vision.

Tests for this experiment in government never end!

The paperback version of my latest book finally is available on Amazon.

In my humble opionion, it is both thoughtful, yet a riveting read. Some who have read it tell me that the narrative was suspensful and they were driven to find out how it ended.

A reminder of the more recent works of yours truley.

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A few more awful jokes.

And here is Albert laughing at my jokes.

Don’t panic if I’m missing for a few days

Even genius has to relax and recharge every once in a while, though that excuse really has nothing to do with me.