Lesson five.

I was planning to write the other day about Michael Calleri, a long-time film critic in upstate New York, whose story has been making the rounds of the Twitt-o-Blog-o-verse.  As is often the case, David Futrelle beat me to it.  (He beat me on my recent Slut Vote post too, but only on a technicality:  I had submitted the Slut Vote piece to TPJMagazine by a November 8 deadline — and on November 9 the good Mr. Futrelle posted “Romney: Defeated by sluts?“  Such is the soul-crushing devastation to which Your Humble Monarch Blogger is routinely subjected.)  Since it’s too late to simply recount the story it and leave it at that, I will instead offer it up for examination as the fifth lesson in the Palace’s ongoing and highly-acclaimed seminar series on the subject of Conservative Personality Disorder.

Pencils ready, class?  Let’s begin.

The Michael Calleri story is a textbook case study in CPD.  Calleri reviewed films for a local weekly newspaper, The Niagara Falls Reporter, and for other print, online, radio and television venues.  In almost two decades as a movie critic he enjoyed complete journalistic independence: not one editor, publisher, producer, anchorperson, station manager or media owner had ever so much as hinted at which films Calleri should or should not write about, or how.  One day, the much beloved publisher of The Reporter moved to Los Angeles and sold the newspaper to some d00d; as Calleri puts it, “the new guy’s only genuine association with professional journalism was that he read newspapers.”  After hearring the rest of this story, one may reasonably doubt whether the d00d even had that much experience.

Soon after the paper changed ownership, Calleri found that his reviews were occasionally cut from the print edition of The Reporter; then they were subsequently dropped from the online edition as well.  He noticed that the names of two longtime colleagues, the managing editor and the senior editor, no longer appeared on the paper’s masthead.  Both were women.  In an effort to find out what was going on, Calleri emailed the new d00d several times and eventually ended up on a phone call with him.  He describes it thusly:

It was one of the strangest phone calls I’ve ever had. Over the course of a truly bizarre hour, I listened to the new owner as he philosophized about the Bible, the sadomasochism of the Greeks, the decline of the Romans, the secrets of the United States of America’s Founding Fathers, threats to the Western world, the role women played in the history of the planet, and the role they should play in the future of a cohesive society.

Calleri once again emailed his new boss for specific guidance as to why some of his reviews were being published but not others.  This is the reply he received:

Michael;[sic] I know you are committed to writing your reviews, and put a lot of effort into them. it [sic] is important for you to have the right publisher. i [sic] may not be it. i [sic] have a deep moral objection to publishing reviews of films that offend me. snow [sic] white [sic] and the huntsman [sic] is such a film. when [sic] my boys were young i [sic] would never have allowed them to go to such a film for i [sic] believe it would injure their developing manhood. if [sic] [sic] would not let my own sons see it, why would i [sic] want to publish anything about it?

snow [sic] white [sic] and the huntsman [sic] is trash. moral [sic] garbage. a [sic] lot of fuzzy feminist thinking and pandering to creepy hollywood mores produced by metrosexual imbeciles.
I don’t want to publish reviews of films where women are alpha and men are beta.

where [sic] women are heroes and villains and men are just lesser versions or shadows of females.
[sic] believe in manliness.
not [sic] even on the web would i [sic] want to attach my name to snow [sic] white [sic] and the huntsman [sic] except to deconstruct its moral rot and its appeal to unmanly perfidious creeps.
i’m [sic] not sure what headhunter [sic] has to offer either but of what I read about it it sounds kind of creepy and morally repugnant.
with [sic] all the publications in the world who glorify what i [sic] find offensive, it should not be hard for you to publish your reviews with any number of these.
they [sic] seem to like critiques from an artistic standpoint without a word about the moral turpitude seeping into the consciousness of young people who go to watch such things as snow [sic] white [sic] and get indoctrinated to the hollywood [sic] agenda of glorifying degenerate power women and promoting as natural the weakling, hyena -like men, cum eunuchs.
the [sic] male as lesser in courage strength [sic] and power than the female.
it [sic] may be ok [sic] for some but it is not my kind of manliness.
If you care to write reviews where men act like good strong men and have a heroic inspiring influence on young people to build up their character (if there are such movies being made) i [sic] will be glad to publish these.
[sic] am not interested in supporting the reversing of traditional gender roles.
i [sic] don’t want to associate the Niagara Falls Reporter with the trash of Hollywood and their ilk.
it [sic] is my opinion that hollywood [sic] has robbed america [sic] of its manliness and made us a nation of eunuchs who lacking all manliness welcome in the coming police state.
now [sic][sic] realize that you have a relationship with the studios etc. and i [sic] would have been glad to have discussed this in person with you to help you segue into another relationship with a publication but inasmuch as we spent 50 minutes on the phone from paris [sic][sic] did not want to take up more of your time.
In short i [sic] don’t care to publish reviews of films that offend me.
if [sic] you care to condemn the filmmakers as the pandering weasels that they are…. true hyenas.

[sic] would be interested in that….

Frank

I want to highlight that this missive was written by an editor and publisher of a “weekly newspaper with a circulation of 22,000, which is available in Niagara Falls and Buffalo in Western New York state, a metro area of 1.2-million people.”  (As I hinted earlier, one might quite reasonably suspect that this person has never even seen a newspaper, much less read one.)  And it probably goes without saying, but of course this d00d has seen neither Snow White and the Huntsman nor Headhunters.

Volumes could be written on the toxic, anxious masculinity that this afflicted individual manifests.  (It’s also a pretty safe bet that he is as aggressively homophobic as he is misogynist.)  I wonder what it must be like living in an alternate universe where the Rambo and Die Hard movies were never made, and James Bond doesn’t exist.  In Frank’s strangely barren world, he remains unaware that virtually the entire Hollywood blockbuster genre is comprised of films where manly men are the heroes and villains, and women are just lesser versions or shadows of males.  Poor Frank has never even heard of films like Independence Day, Mission Impossible, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Spiderman, Desperado, The Rock, Batman, Speed, Predator, Lethal Weapon, the entire Clint Eastwood oeuvre, the Bourne franchise, and about umpteen zillion other movies wherein manly muscled men march around shooting up everything that moves and blowing up everything that doesn’t, beating up bad guys with their bare hands, and maybe occasionally rescuing inconceivably incompetent, uppity damsels from the most dastardly of (male) villains.  But never mind all that:  this poor d00d’s wee-wee goes frighteningly flaccid at the mere thought of… Snow fucking White?

From the perspective of the world-renowned, undisputed leader in the field of Conservative Personality Disorder research, there are potentially many illuminating takeaways from this story.  Of the twenty hypothesized CPD symptom clusters, Frank-the-editor-and-publisher displays at least ten of them in a single email:

-superficiality: self-aggrandizing displays of “holier-than-thou” behavior;

-willful ignorance: dogmatic;

-irrationality: hyper-religiousness pervading all social interactions;

-tribalism: obsession with strict in-group/out-group delineation, typically with respect to race, class, ethnicity, sex, religion, cultural practices, immigration status, gender, and/or sexual orientation; believes out-groups are inherently, profoundly, and fundamentally different from and inferior to in-group members, and denies or rejects obvious commonalities;

-misogyny: anti-feminist; proponent of strictly binary gender roles and stereotypes with power and authority vested only in males; patronizing and unjust treatment of women; patriarchal;

-self-righteousness:  judgmental; hypercritical, scornful and disdainful of out-group “others”;

-amorality:  markedly unconcerned with the welfare or suffering of others, especially out-groups;

-poor facility with native language:  unusual capitalization;

-limited dimensionality of thought:  anxious and unnerved by cognitive ambiguity, and highly motivated to eliminate it by reducing complex real-world phenomena to discrete dualities; binary thinking;

-stunted self-awareness: aggressively defensive of one’s own culture, subculture, family structure, or way of life as objectively superior to all others despite (a) limited exposure to meaningfully diverse alternatives, (b) plainly evident personal anger, poor relationships, bitterness, and persistent unhappiness that no reasonable person would wish to emulate, (c) refusal to acknowledge other practices and points of view as valid, positive, or potentially beneficial, and (d) nevertheless attempting to compel all others to emulate one’s “superior” culture, subculture, family structure or way of life through legislative action, ballot initiatives, and/or social opprobrium;

If we sneaked a peek some of Frank’s other emails I think we can be fairly certain we’d quickly spot the other ten.

But the one additional symptom cluster upon which I wish to focus today is hierarchical worldview.  This particular concept serves as a critical nexus between all of the other CPD manifestations Frank displays in his email:

-hierarchical worldview:  opposed to equality in principle; pronounced preference for institutions with rigidly maintained lines of status or authority; insistence on win-lose outcomes regardless of obviously superior benefits to alternative win-win scenarios; rigid belief that one person must be “in charge,” and rejects team-oriented approaches to decision making and power-sharing (e.g., proponent of unchecked Executive power, male place as unchallengeable head of household, etc.); rationalizes and justifies social Darwinism, typically along racial, ethnic and/or gendered lines; projection of one’s own “dog-eat-dog world” mentality onto all others; displays anxiousness over status or ranking of self in social or professional hierarchies, especially when ambiguous or unclear;

The impulse motivating the hierarchical worldview is an unabashedly authoritarian one.  (It should be noted here that authoritarianism is itself a distinct CPD symptom cluster, one that we world-renowned CPD experts use to identify and describe observable behavior, rather than mental cognition or motivation.)  In my exhaustive studies of conservatives in the wild, I have found that the hierarchical worldview reveals itself in conversations concerning a vast array of subjects, from the intimately personal to the broadly global.  For example, just the other night I dined at a local seafood joint with My Amazing Lover™ and a small number of acquaintances.  The group included a couple from Boston who had recently repatriated back to the States after several years on business in Geneva, Switzerland.  I noticed that they made a few declarative statements concerning immigration, ethnicity, and other topics that identified them as conservatives, and, not wanting to disgorge my delicious crab ravioli or otherwise deploy it as a projectile in their general direction, I focused my efforts on enjoying copious amounts of white wine.  But then Conserva-d00d said something quite revealing.  The subject of conversation at the table was French culture as it relates to business practices in that country, a subject about which I know very little — except that to the consternation of Western capitalists, socialism is thriving in the form of a kick-ass, cradle-to-grave safety net and 4-week paid vacations.  These 4-week paid vacations Conserva-d00d explicitly disdained, a sentiment shared by Conserva-chick who reinforced her husband’s scorn for excessive Riviera-lounging with a weary head shake and exasperated eyeroll.  He went on:

Conserva-d00d:  The problem doing business with the French is that they have their priorities completely upside down.  In America, the customer always comes first.  After that comes the business, which is supposed to exist to serve the needs of the customer.  The employee comes last in the scheme of things, and is there to support the business, which is how it should be.  But in France, the employee comes first, at the very top.  Then comes the business itself.  It’s as if the business exists just to support the employee!  The customer comes last, at the very bottom.  It’s incredible!  Completely upside down!

(I am of course paraphrasing here.  See “copious amounts of white wine,” above.)

Iris:  Well, that’s one way to look at it, but I don’t see it that way at all.  You’re putting customers, businesses and employees in a hierarchy, either the correct “American” one, or the “upside down” one as the French allegedly view it.  But either way, a hierarchy is only one way to conceptualize the relationships between them, and a particularly unhelpful one in my view.  As I see it, there is no hierarchy.  These three entities are interdependent.  None of them can exist and thrive without the viability and support of the other two.  (And if you wanted to broaden this analysis, you could add a fourth entity to the mix:  government.)  Now you can of course make the case that in France, the employee entity is not adequately supporting the business.  And I can make the case that we have a different problem here, that the business entity is not adequately supporting the employee.  But my point is that these entities all function best when their relationships are in balance:  a win-win-win.  Happy customers->profitable business->happy employees->happy customers->profitable business->happy employees and so on, in a self-reinforcing loop.  Problems arise and send the whole system into a downward spiral — a lose-lose-lose — when any one of them operates as if the system were indeed a hierarchy.  It’s not.

Conserva-d00d: [*blinks*]

[Someone else at the table places a piece of cake in front of Iris.]

Iris:  Oh sure. Let’s all play “kill the diabetic socialist.”

Conserva-d00d: Hahaha!  Oh, you’re no socialist, believe me!  Far from it.

Iris:  Hahaha.

[Laughter all around as My Amazing Lover™ deftly steers the conversation to a lighter topic.  I think it was pictures of people having sex with cats or something.]

For a long time, the connection between social and economic conservatism escaped me.  It was not obvious to me:  what did all those godbot panty-sniffers really have in common with Ayn Rand, say, or Alan Greenspan?  The answer is a hierarchical worldview.

Our friend Frank-the-editor-and-publisher cannot conceive of an egalitarian relationship between men and women.  For Frank, it’s either “degenerate power women” and unnatural “weakling, hyena-like men-cum-eunuchs,” or “heroic,” “good strong men” and women who are “lesser in courage[,] strength and power.”  Someone must be assigned the “alpha” role, the dominant, the Top Dog in charge; therefore someone else must be assigned the “beta” role, the obedient follower, the weakling in need of leadership and protection.  Guess which one Frank just knows is his natural, rightful, divinely-ordained position?  (Hint:  it’s definitely not the unmanly one!)

Frank is a run-of-the-mill gender essentialist.  As such, he is constitutionally incapable of recognizing that as human beings, men and women have vastly more commonalities than differences, and further that individual men and women can manifest qualities like courage, strength, power and leadership in similar ways.  Over here in reality, it’s just an easily observable fact that all men are not braver, stronger, or more powerful than all women, not even potentially so.  My piece on gender essentialism and overlapping bell curves would sail right over Frank’s (very, very manly!) head, but two essential points I made therein are (1) to the extent that gender differences exist they fall on widely overlapping bell curves, and (2) such differences are largely if not entirely inconsequential with respect to nearly any endeavor in the real world.

But the fact remains that the mere thought of a strong, courageous and powerful woman — even a fictional one flitting around a magical woods in a dress with a bunch of big badass men chasing her — sends Frank into paroxysms of deranged misogyny.  Of course men who view the world the way that Frank does undermine the power and leadership of actual women in the modern workplace, but that’s another post.  Yet another post could explore poor Frank’s inability to be secure in his own humanity without the constant and ubiquitous reinforcement of media messages portraying women as weak, fearful and helpless, so that he — a MAN! — can fantasize that he is righteously strong, brave and powerful.  A third post could document that the only people I’ve known who are as obsessed as Frank is with “manliness” are my gay friends.  (Actually, that one’s really more of a tweet than a blog post.)  But I digress.

So:  Frank is deeply offended.  By reality.  He finds it morally repugnant that the real world does not comport with his hierarchical fantasy adventure story in which Frank stars as the brave, strong, powerful — and above all manly — hero.

Meanwhile, economic conservatives like my recent dinner companion project a hierarchical worldview onto business models, labor and markets.  First, let’s be clear:  when we refer to the interests of a for-profit business entity, we do not mean the interests of the abstract legal construct, or the physical and financial assets of the corporation.  We are talking about the financial interests of a distinct and relatively small group of people:  owners, investors, shareholders, principals, upper management and other stakeholders.  To the extent that such people view their own financial interests as “above” those of employees and/or customers — and almost without exception in the 21st century United States they certainly do — sooner or later the business will flounder and fail, and when it does, its employees and customers will flounder and fail along with it.

When a business does not value and actively invest in the well-being of its employees, its best people will ultimately abandon it and those who stay will be subpar and unmotivated — if not downright adversarial.  Its customers do not remain happy for long in such a scenario.  Ask the people who lost their homes and retirement savings in the wake of the financial crisis.  Or those whose mortgages are underwater in a depressed housing market.  Ask those whose jobs were outsourced or eliminated while companies were squeezed and then liquidated to enrich vulture capitalists.  Witness the relentless union-busting, the disempowerment of workers, endemic wage stagnation and the erosion of labor rights.

It is not a coincidence that those who insist on imposing hierarchies where synergistic relationships ought to be recognized are invariably those who place themselves at the top of them.  The warped “business first” paradigm is why we find ourselves in a country in which corporations are “people” — not coincidentally, the very same “people” that own our politicians and control our government.  They see themselves as the rightful, deserving beneficiaries of such a system — and they may very well be, at least in the short term.

But the stubborn fact remains that our species is a remarkably interdependent one.  No matter how complex and diversified our civilizations become, to one degree or another we rise and fall as one.  When the institutions we create, from “traditional marriage” to rapacious corporations, fail to operate in accordance with this basic truth, misery for many is never very far behind.
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Wingnut workers paradise in Louisiana.

A missive arrived in the Palace inbox today from one Ms. Ana Rosa Diaz, describing in vivid detail the working and living conditions in a Third World country.  Maybe you have heard of the place?  It’s called “Louisiana.”

My name is Ana Rosa Diaz. I’m 40 years old and I have four children. I came to the United States on an H-2B guestworker visa from my home in Tamaulipas, Mexico. I work in a small town in Louisiana with other guestworkers, peeling crawfish for a company called C.J.’s Seafood, which sells 85% of its products to Walmart.

Our boss forces us to work up to 24 hours at a time with no overtime pay. No matter how fast we work, they scream and curse at us to make us work faster. Our supervisor threatens to beat us with a shovel to stop us from taking breaks.

We live in trailers across from the boss’s house, and we’re under surveillance all the time. The supervisors come into our trailers without warning, and they threaten to fire us if we leave after 9 p.m.

The supervisor also locked us in the plant so we couldn’t take breaks. One worker called 911. After that the boss rounded us up at 2:30 a.m., closed the door to keep the American employees out, and threatened our families.

He said, “As a friend I can be very good, but you don’t want to know me as an enemy. I have contacts with good people and bad people, and I know where all your families live. I can find you no matter where you hide.” We were terrified.

We want to work. We need to support our families. But we also want to be treated like human beings.

We joined the National Guestworker Alliance and decided to go on strike. The boss refused to take back his threats against our families, so now we’re taking our demands to Walmart.

Walmart says it doesn’t allow forced labor by any of its suppliers. But Walmart is profiting from the forced labor we lived through right here in Louisiana. And now they’re trying to cover up what happened to us – while three federal investigations are going on — and they’re refusing to speak with us.

The reason I mention this particular missive is that workers — especially young workers, whose entire perception of labor in the Western world is only ever glimpsed through the holes in their bootstraps — should know that Ms. Diaz offers a snapshot of what life is like for the vast majority of workers in a world without strong labor unions, government regulations, or indeed any kind of worker protections.  Whenever and wherever wingnut overlords have their way, the picture always looks like this — or worse.  Not sometimes.  Always.

It takes relentless action by labor activists, reformers, and strong government regulators to prevent child labor, abusive and dangerous sweatshops, and deadly industrial disasters.  This is why multinational corporations who answer only to their shareholders and Wall Street bankroll conservative politicians who work tirelessly to destroy unions and undermine regulatory regimes at every turn: they would like nothing more than to see 99% of the U.S. population accustomed to living and working exactly the way Ms. Diaz does. No, I should phrase that more accurately:  they would like nothing more than to have 99% of the U.S. population go back to living and working again exactly the way Ms. Diaz does.

If nothing else, this story certainly puts the lie to the conservative article of faith that the “free market” is fair and just, and that those who work the hardest in such an economy are rewarded accordingly.  Does anyone seriously think Ms. Diaz or her co-workers would hesitate for one second to trade places with Jamie Dimon, even at their current pay?  (Come to think of it, she might do a better job of running JP Morgan Chase.)

Ms. Diaz has started a petition at change.org:

Walmart needs to meet with us immediately, and to show its suppliers that it won’t tolerate forced labor. We’re demanding that Walmart:

1. Cancel its contract with C.J.’s Seafood to show that it won’t profit from forced labor in Louisiana.

2. Sit down with us, the striking workers, immediately as a first step toward a real investigation — rather than a cover-up.

3. Sign the NGA’s Guestworker Dignity Standards to prevent forced labor and guarantee civil and labor rights for guestworkers across the Walmart supply chain.

Please sign and stand with us!

Please sign the petition if you are so inclined.  And just ponder life in the “free market” in light of what employers do whenever they can get away with it.  It’s tempting to think the bad old days are all in the past, but this is the present for Ms. Diaz.  And it’s looking more and more like the future for the rest of us.

May Day.

May Day is widely celebrated in many Western democracies, although not the U.S.  This is because May Day, also known as International Workers Day, is a celebration of labor, and right wingers HATE labor—i.e. parasites—and love to elect @$$holes who dismantle public unions and restrict workers rights, enact policies that encourage offshoring of U.S. jobs, and support other anti-worker policies that to the point that one in four U.S. jobs now pay poverty level wages.  The Occupy movement is attempting to change all of that, and today, these protests are global.

I was out of town today and unable to participate in the Union Square protest, but I have been monitoring updates here.  Currently thousands of protesters are trapped in the square behind police barricades, and NYPD is apparently only letting ten out at a time—the better to photograph them, perhaps.  This assembly and march from from Union Square to Wall Street has a permit from the City of New York, by the way.

I returned to the West Village about an hour ago, and the swarm of helicopters buzzing loudly overhead just to the East suggest that at least the protest is getting some attention from someone—even if it is only the NYPD Counterterrorism Bureau.  You know, I think I might call those d00ds up and register an urgent noise complaint about all the fucking racket.  If they keep it up I won’t be able to hear our Nobel Peace Prize winning president addressing us on TV tonight from his super exciting surprise visit to Afghanistan!  What on Earth could possibly be more important and world changing than that?

Welcome to the War on Liberals.

It is truly astonishing.  I cannot for the life of me understand how — in the name of a ridiculous, counterproductive, never-ending “War on Terror” — citizens of the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave meekly acquiesce to our government eviscerating the civil rights of their fellow U.S. citizens, and yet somehow never consider for one second that those powers will inevitably be turned on themselves, purely for political purposes.  It’s all good as long as those being denied their rights are Those Other People:  you know, black, brown and/or Muslim.  And I’d expect it from authoritarian followers of Bushco.  But for all that Democratic blather about “OMFG! Shredding the constitution!” under Bush/Cheney, the Democratic silence is eerie when Obama does exactly the same things (or worse).  The collective pants-wetting after 9/11 when the citizenry went scared, stupid and irrational made this story from the AP inevitable:

Documents show NYPD infiltrated liberal groups

NEW YORK (AP) – Undercover NYPD officers attended meetings of liberal political organizations and kept intelligence files on activists who planned protests around the country, according to interviews and documents that show how police have used counterterrorism tactics to monitor even lawful activities.

The infiltration echoes the tactics the NYPD used in the run-up to New York’s 2004 Republican National Convention, when police monitored church groups, anti-war organizations and environmental advocates nationwide. That effort was revealed by The New York Times in 2007 and in an ongoing federal civil rights lawsuit over how the NYPD treated convention protesters.

Police said the pre-convention spying was necessary to prepare for the huge, raucous crowds that were headed to the city. But documents obtained by The Associated Press show that the police department’s intelligence unit continued to keep close watch on political groups in 2008, long after the convention had passed.

So what scary terrorists and threats to public order were being monitored after the convention?

In April 2008, an undercover NYPD officer traveled to New Orleans to attend the People’s Summit, a gathering of liberal groups organized around their shared opposition to U.S. economic policy and the effect of trade agreements between the U.S., Canada and Mexico.

When the undercover effort was summarized for supervisors, it identified groups opposed to U.S. immigration policy, labor laws and racial profiling. Two activists – Jordan Flaherty, a journalist, and Marisa Franco, a labor organizer for housekeepers and nannies – were mentioned by name in one of the police intelligence reports obtained by the AP.

“One workshop was led by Jordan Flaherty, former member of the International Solidarity Movement Chapter in New York City,” officers wrote in an April 25, 2008, memo to David Cohen, the NYPD’s top intelligence officer. “Mr. Flaherty is an editor and journalist of the Left Turn Magazine and was one of the main organizers of the conference. Mr. Flaherty held a discussion calling for the increase of the divestment campaign of Israel and mentioned two events related to Palestine.

Oh no!  Not unions!  Immigrant rights!  Anti-racism!  All of that is dangerous and un-American enough.  But not towing the party line on Israel and the Palestinians?!  Well, we will need to make a note about that in your file.

The document provides the latest example of how, in the name of fighting terrorism, law enforcement agencies around the country have scrutinized groups that legally oppose government policies. The FBI, for instance, has collected information on anti-war demonstrators. The Maryland state police infiltrated meetings of anti-death penalty groups. Missouri counterterrorism analysts suggested that support for Rep. Ron Paul, R-Texas, might indicate support for violent militias – an assertion for which state officials later apologized. And Texas officials urged authorities to monitor lobbying efforts by pro Muslim-groups.

What the fuck did people think would happen when we enabled and even cheered for a massive, unaccountable surveillance state — one with bipartisan blessing?  Seriously, no one ever heard of J. Edgar Hoover’s FBI?

Flaherty said he recalls introducing a film about Palestinians but spoke only briefly and does not understand why that landed him a reference in police files.

Another activist quoted in the article nails it:

Eugene Puryear, 26, an activist who attended the New Orleans summit, said he was not surprised to learn that police were monitoring it. He said it was entirely peaceful, a way to connect community organizers around the issues of racism and the rights of the poor. But he described it as a challenge to corporate power and said the NYPD probably felt threatened by it.

From their perspective, they need to spy on peaceful groups so they’re not effective at putting out their peaceful message,” he said. “They are threatened by anything challenging the status quo.”

Yep.  And among other things, the status quo requires that all U.S. citizens pledge unconditional, patriotic support.  Not for the U.S., silly.  For Israel.

“The only threat was the threat of ideas,” [Flaherty] said. “I think this idea of secret police following you around is terrifying. It really has an effect of spreading fear and squashing dissent.”

Not at this blog, it doesn’t.  While it lasts, anyway.

Remember after Obama was elected president all the wingnuts’ fevered delusions about the Top Secret federal government plans to lock up Teabaggers and conservatives in FEMA camps?  It would behoove us to recognize that this particular fear was projection on their part:  it is precisely what they would do to liberals if they could.

And really, this is only the tip of the iceberg.  Last week, two Democratic Senators wrote a letter to the attorney general complaining of the FISA court’s secret laws and interpretation of the surveillance powers vested in the government under the Patriot Act.

“When the American people find out how their government has secretly interpreted the Patriot Act,” Colorado Sen. Mark Udall said, “they will be stunned and they will be angry.”

They will?  [Citation needed.]

Unions being stupid.

Some of the country’s most powerful labor unions have officially endorsed President Obama in the general election.  Some tool from the CWA union was on Democracy Now this morning defending the reasons for the early union endorsement of the President:  (1) that no matter who wins the Republican primary Obama is better on labor issues, and (2) to generate press and help keep Obama’s name in the media.  Yes, he actually said that.

Labor journalist Mike Elk was also on the show.  He likened the endorsements to Stockholm Syndrome, and pointed out that Obama was MIA in Wisconsin when unions, facing an existential threat under a radical Republican regime, camped out in the statehouse and initiated recalls of the governor and right-wing legislators.  Obama has never made a single major speech on workers rights.*  Adopting conservative talking points, Obama has conflated job growth with deficit reduction when job (and wage) growth would obviously reduce the deficit.  Elk pointed out that as a campaigner, Obama said he would join a picket line (although no one would expect him to do so literally, a photo-op or a statement of solidarity would certainly speak volumes).  And yet when Honeywell workers were on strike, Obama flew to India with the company president.  Most egregiously, under the FAA provisions that Obama signed into law, federal workers’ rights are now worse than they ever were under George W. Bush.  Elk also pointed out that it damages the credibility of labor leaders when they are scathingly critical (and justifiably so) of the President’s labor record in off election years, then turn around and endorse Obama so early in an election year.

Unions have been under relentless assault by the right wing in the U.S. for decades.  Union membership has fallen dramatically.  Real wages have remained stagnant.  These are just facts.  Each one compounds the effects the others, and taken together they are a powerful catalyst in the swirling middle class death spiral we see today.

Here is another fact:  Barack Obama is a corporatist, moderately conservative president.  But even if he were not, any politician who can take for granted the support of a particular constituency has no reason whatsoever to press for its agenda.  Is the object lesson of the Tea Party takeover of the Republicans lost on union leaders, of all people?  Apparently so.  Then let me spell it out:  the Tea Party withheld support from more moderate Republican candidates to the point that it was willing to lose elections, rather than let some party-endorsed candidate whose values they abhor win a congressional seat.  (See, e.g. Christine O’Donnell in the Delaware Republican primary.)  And what happened then?  The Republican leadership saw a very real threat to its power, and thus the party moved even further right toward the positions of the Tea Party.

This story about Franklin Delano Roosevelt cannot be repeated often enough:

After his election in 1932, FDR met with Sidney Hillman and other labor leaders, many of them active Socialists with whom he had worked over the past decade or more. Hillman and his allies arrived with plans they wanted the new President to implement. Roosevelt told them: “I agree with you, I want to do it, now make me do it.”

If you support politicians and parties that trample on the interests and issues that are important to you, you are in an abusive relationship.  You are the enabler, and your abuser will never behave differently until that dynamic does.  The only power you have in such a relationship is a credible threat to leave, and early endorsements with promises of mobilization and financial support are the opposite of that.

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* Obama has never made a single speech on reproductive rights, either.  But that’s another post or thousand.

Now we’re talking.

I awoke to news this morning that Occupy Oakland is planning a general strike on Wednesday, and is expecting tens of thousands to join them.  This represents a considerable escalation in tactics on the side of the protesters, and is exactly the kind of activity that is sure to get the attention of America’s Owners.  After decades of union-busting, sending American jobs overseas, slashing education and safety net programs, projecting their penises an empire all over the world, immunizing themselves from all legal and financial accountability, and enriching themselves on the backs of the working poor and middle classes, people are finally wising up:  voting is necessary, but it is not enough.

Flyers announcing the strike said “all banks and corporations must close down for the day or we will march on them.” The flyers called for solidarity with the global Occupy movement, an end to police aggression and pledged support for local schools and libraries.

Organizer Tim Simons said organized labor plans to participate.

Simons said the general strike would be “the largest organization project any of us have ever been involved in,” and tens of thousands of people were expected to participate, the Oakland Tribune reported Monday.

Because of the diversity of perspectives, “there won’t be one center of gravity driving the whole thing,” Simons said.

The strike has received support from local labor leaders and union members. Unions had yet voted to officially support the strike but organizers said they expect a high level of participation, the Tribune reported.

Sue Piper, a spokeswoman for Mayor Nancy Quan, said city employees who want to support the strike can ask their supervisors for permission to use leave time, a floating unpaid furlough day, or a day off without pay on Wednesday.

While I fear for the backlash, as long as the protesters remain nonviolent I see this as a positive step forward for the movement.  The reason voting is not enough to effect the kind of change urgently needed in the short run is that the Democratic Party is infested with flaming conservatives, while the Republican Party is comprised primarily of depraved sociopaths — it’s a very thin line that separates the two.  And with a tiny number of exceptions, all of them work for America’s Owners.  There is not enough time to change the system from within.

Fear has worked wonders in moving the country ever further to the right: there is no reason it cannot work in the opposite direction.  America’s Owners have long counted on a docile, unquestioning populace to fund their wars and fill their coffers.  I hope a general strike movement scares the shit out of them.

Occupy Wall Street gets a big boost from unions. And press. And police brutality.

Today I read the news coverage of yesterday’s massive march.  This piece at HuffPo sums it up nicely:

Wednesday’s anti-Wall Street protest was not one march but two. The first was an orderly, permitted procession on Broadway led by leading local labor unions that boasted 10,000 participants, according to the Associated Press. The second was a quick-moving series of confrontations that resulted in around 28 arrests, accusations of police brutality and fears that Zuccotti Park could soon be cleared out by force.

You can read the HuffPo link for more, but I thought I’d just post some impressions of my experience, and what struck me about the day.  Fortunately, this did not include police batons.  Others were not so fortunate.

Long-time loyal reader Mr. born-on-the-wrong-continent and I arrived at Zuccotti Park around 2:30, and delivered medical supplies that were requested by Occupy Wall Street.  The park was crowded and lively, as it has been on my more recent visits.  We approached some the many press vans encircling the park, so I could ask these intrepid media types what had finally brought them out to cover the protests today.  The range of replies varied from “Well, we were here once last week, too!” to completely ignoring me, to polite chit-chat that never actually yielded an answer to my question.  CNN’s Susan Candiotti just looked up and glared at me, then went right back to pretending to be a journalist.

Why are all press vans white? Do they call each other up and ask what they're wearing?

CNN's what's-her-face. *snort.*

Parked directly behind some of the press vans were a few big, black Ford SUVs with dark windows, the kind you see in police motorcades all over town whenever the U.N.’s in session.  They had what I believe are press plates (“NYP”).  We walked next to them, snapping pictures.

A d00d snapped right back: “What do you think you’re doing?  Are you taking pictures of my truck?”

“Yeah.”  Snap.

“This is my personal property!”

“It’s a truck.  Parked on a public street.”  Snap.  Snap.

“This is my property!”

“Uh-huh.  Does it have First Amendment rights?  ‘Cause I do.”  Snap.

FYI! D00d does NOT like his truck photographed.

He took a step forward, got right in my face.  “What did you say?”

“I said, DOES YOUR TRUCK HAVE FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHTS?”  Snap.  Snap.

He locked up the back of the truck, and opened the driver side door.  I walked to the front of the vehicle, and crouched down between the truck and the identical big, black Ford SUV parked in front of it.  I wanted to take a picture of the grill and the license plate.  Snap.

He started the engine.  Put it in drive, and drove forward.

“Hey buddy!” my brave companion Mr. Born shouted fiercely.  “What the fuck are you doing!”

The truck lurched toward me again, the grill only a few inches away.  To my utter amazement, I held my ground.  Snap.  Snap.

He pounced on the brakes abruptly, got out, slammed the door shut and stormed away in a huff.

Snap.

*****

Around 3:30, people began to march in a loop around the park.  They were heading up to Foley Square, where the big unions and other groups were gathering for a joint rally and march back to Zuccotti Park, scheduled for 4:30.  We followed along from the East side of Broadway, hoping to get pictures that captured the enormous scale of the march.  It was impossible.  It was too large.

Soon enough we were swept up with the chanting marchers, and poured into Foley Square.  There were tables and stations set up by socialists, communists, anarchists, and lots of other -ists and anti-ists I never heard of.  Also, the “League for the Revolutionary Party,” which just sounds fucking awesome.  I collected a lot of literature, but to be honest I won’t read anything with non-ironic exclamation points.  Believe it or not I do have standards, people.

We heard speakers from the unions, from Occupy Wall Street, and even from a few brave City Council members.  For the most part they were inspiring and upbeat — except for one d00d who, apropos of absolutely nothing, brought up “the God of Abraham” and how we should all give thanks.  When he was done, I booed.  Loudly.

“If your god was so awesome and he could actually accomplish anything, we wouldn’t have to be here, now would we?”  I shouted.  It was very crowded, and few people heard me.  A couple men turned around to face me.  They smiled.  Mr. Born muttered “Why the fuck did they have to bring THAT into this.”  It wasn’t a question:  it was a contemptuous pronouncement.

“I blame the patriarchy,” I said.  Of course, I always blame the patriarchy:  it’s fun.  And, it has the virtue of sometimes being 100% correct.

A little after 4:30 the speeches were over, and the crowd was getting more and more dense.  Very slowly, marchers were trickling out of the barricaded square to head back to Zuccotti Park.  I felt a shove, then another, as people at the rear of the crowd pressed toward the small opening in the barricades.  “Let the people march! Let the people march!” they chanted.  Police were everywhere.  It was getting tighter and tighter.  Shove.  Shove, shove.

(As I may have mentioned, I am not The Most Fearless Blogger in the World, Ever.)

“Hey,” I said to Mr. Born.  “You know, if you’re ready to leave…?”  Shove.

“Yeah.  I’m not liking this either.”  Shove, shove.

“Let’s go.”

And off we marched to the West, into Tribeca, and caught the 1 train back uptown.

This one's for you, Mom. Yeah, I know. You don't read my blog.

Diogenes says: "Greek crisis coming to your country soon!" Can you imagine a general strike here, for every day Congress doesn't pass a decent jobs bill? One can dream...

This is Coby. He rented this U-Haul truck to bring a wheelchair-bound woman who really wanted to be there. She's a Navy vet, a well-known civil rights activist, and nearly 100 years old. We went looking for her — I wanted an interview, or at least a quote — but we could not find her. (Hope the police didn't beat her up too badly!)

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Occupy Wall Street. And bring bubbles.

Since I last visited, the Occupy Wall Street protesters have received pledges of support from some of New York City’s biggest labor unions, including United Federation of Teachers, 32BJ SEIU, 1199 SEIU, Workers United and Transport Workers Union Local 100.  This is a big deal — these unions are HUGE, and I was happy to learn that their members intend to join Occupy Wall Street on Wednesday for a march.  While this in itself is unlikely to lead to the widespread media coverage the deranged Teabaggers regularly enjoy, their additional numbers and the appearance of a wider cross-section of citizens certainly couldn’t hurt.  At the very least, the movement would be more likely to pick up some more local media coverage.

I checked the occupiers’ requests, among them sweatpants, socks, Vitamin C, ginger, vegan/gluten-free food bars, plastic cutlery (bio degradable if possible) and bubbles — yes, bubbles.  I hit my local health food store for 50 food bars, packs of dried ginger candy, biodegradable plastic cutlery and a large bottle of chewable Vitamin C tablets.

I headed downtown on the 1 train, where I raided a discount closeout store for piles of socks and sweats, a couple heavy-duty umbrellas, some rain hats, and a big stack of men’s dress shirts in various sizes (on this Thursday afternoon, I could find no comparable business attire there for women).  The shirts were labeled Alfani, a Macy’s house brand, “slight irregular” for $7 apiece.  I am a long time fan of discount/closeout and dollar stores.  Having been a poor denizen of New York City for many years, I can tell you that the existence of these shops goes a very long way to making life more bearable, and holiday shopping for family and friends even possibleNow that I am a not-so-poor denizen, I still frequent them for deals on various and sundry items like rain boots, cookware, greeting cards, and flower vases — although now I can afford to be more conscious of the sourcing, and I generally shop at my local thrift store instead.  I also picked up five festive packages of “6 WAYS Bubble Party,” on sale for $1.49, and headed toward the park, my arms and hands aching from the weight of it all.  (I’m not proud of this, but let’s just say moments like these serve as a painful reminder that I could certainly benefit from some upper body strength training.)

As I walked down Broadway I heard the drums over the traffic noise, long before I could even see the park.  When it finally came into view, I was astounded:  it was packed with people of all ages, ethnicities, and identities.  I’m sure the turnout was helped considerably by the fact that it was a beautiful day, and a rumor (which turned out to be false) that the band Radiohead would be making an appearance.  But it was nonetheless exhilarating to witness.

There were drummers at both ends of the park — very good drummers, as it turned out — and protesters leading chants that always ended in boisterous, exuberant applause.  I slowly made my way to the various stations and dropped off the food and then the clothing.  But I wasn’t sure where to take the bubbles.  The protesters manning the food and clothing stations didn’t know, either.

So I did what anyone carrying five festive packages of “6 WAYS Bubble Party!” would do:  I opened up one of the packages, poured some liquid into the little plastic dish, and blew bubbles.  I was standing at the West end of the park, and I saw a little boy on his father’s shoulders, bopping to the drum beats.  “Wanna blow bubbles?”  “Okay!”  He managed to make a few big ones, but soon became distracted.  “Thank you,” said his dad.

“My pleasure.”

I started walking, staying close to the perimeter, trailing bubbles.  I passed several clusters of NYPD, and made a point of stopping to ask how they were doing.  They would smile, and say “Good.”  But in the meantime, I could not go ten paces without hearing someone say “Bubbles!”

“Wanna blow bubbles?”

“Yeah!”

The bubble blowers loved it.

“I haven’t blown bubbles since I was a kid!”  “Let me try the green one!”  “Hey, can I blow bubbles, too?”  And on and on, everywhere I walked, until I had no more bubbles.

I’m headed to Slutwalk now.  If I pass a store that sells bubbles, I’m buying them out.

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Jet lag is a drag.

I’m finally catching up.  Well, sort of.  Without comment, here are a few things I’ve come across recently that shouldn’t be missed.

The Bomb That Didn’t Go Off, Pierce, C., Esquire (Aug. 2011) (“Since September 11, 2001, we have finely honed our fear of the other. But the truth is, the overwhelming majority of our terrorism has always been homegrown. And it is times like these — times of anger and disaffection — when we turn on ourselves, and kill.”)

Simple questions, Atkins, D. (“thereisnospoon”), (Aug. 2011) (“Has anyone in the media considered asking the Republican presidential hopefuls a few simple questions:  In real dollar terms, how much more money do the rich need before they can create jobs? …If the entire economy is hurting and everyone needs to tighten their belts in shared sacrifice, why are corporations showing record profits?…”)

But Why Do You Believe in Gawd?, Myers, P.Z., (Aug. 2011) (“I’d much rather hear about why you believe in a trinity, and why the eucharist is important, and why you think I’m going to hell…Let’s see you defend your faith, priest.”)

Pakistani belief about drones: perceptive or paranoid?, Greenwald, G., Salon.com (Aug. 2011) (“[I]t’s one thing to kill children using remote-controlled weaponized air robots in a country in which we’re not formally at war, but it’s another thing entirely to stand up in public and deny that it is happening.”)  [TRIGGER WARNING: PICTURES OF DEAD CHILDREN YOUR TAX DOLLARS AT WORK.]

Number of the Day, McEwan, M., Shakesville (Aug. 2011) (“92%: The percentage of foreclosures “on bankrupt families in and around New York City [for which there was] no proof the creditors had the right to foreclose.”)

Congresswoman Hayworth, How Will You Help the Verizon Striking Workers?