Democracies need science. And facts.

Recently there has been much buzz about “alternative facts,” especially since Kellyanne Conway used the term on January 22, 2017 to explain why White House press secretary Sean Spicer falsely (and in spite of photographic evidence to the contrary — see below) called the crowds at Donald Trump’s swearing-in ceremony “the largest audience to ever witness an inauguration, period….”  http://time.com/4642689/kellyanne-conway-sean-spicer-donald-trump-alternative-facts/

During an interview with Kellyanne Conway on this topic, CNN’s Anderson Cooper literally couldn’t stop laughing. (Multiple clips are on YouTube.)

In May 2015 Andy Borowitz, a New Yorker magazine humorist, took aim at the “war on facts” with a satire piece entitled: “Scientists: Earth Endangered by New Strain of Fact-Resistant Humans.” http://www.newyorker.com/humor/borowitz-report/scientists-earth-endangered-by-new-strain-of-fact-resistant-humans

Under the jokes and laughter lies the widely-voiced concern that — with monotonous frequency — our current president and his administration rely on to distortions, half-truths, misrepresentations, and outright lies to support their actions and agendas.  Many (myself included) have hinted that Donald Trump seems to be steering us towards an authoritarian government that uses propaganda and disinformation to suit its own ends. The fear of a fascist takeover of this country is real and pervasive.  Michael Moore tweeted the following on January 30, 2017:

I will argue here that if we are to have a viable future with an effective democratic government, free of fascism and authoritarianism, we will need to all share a respect for facts and science.  I will show how democracy is inextricably linked with science historically, philosophically, and existentially.

Let’s break that down: first historically, then philosophically, and finally — wait for it — existentially.

1. The historical link between science and democracy: The 1776 American Revolution gave rise to the first more or less democratic government in modern times. It was an indirect product of the Scientific Revolution, which is generally agreed to have started in 1543 — the year when Nicolas Copernicus published De Revolutionibus Orbium Coelestium (On the Revolutions of Celestial Bodies), which  introduced the now widely-accepted theory that the earth orbits the sun (and not vice versa). The Scientific Revolution gave rise to “the Age of Enlightenment” (1715-1789) or “the Age of Reason,” an intellectual movement centered mainly in France, emphasizing the scientific method and questioning religious teachings.  The European Enlightenment crossed over to the thirteen colonies in the early 1700s.  The “American Enlightenment” applied scientific reasoning to politics, science, and religion and advocated for religious tolerance. It influenced formerly religious or theological colleges and universities such as Princeton and Harvard to include science and mathematics in their curricula. Representatives of the American Enlightenment included many of our founding fathers: John Adams, James Madison, Alexander Hamilton, Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson. (While the Religious Right claims that the USA is and must be a Christian country, ruled by the Christian Bible, in fact our founding fathers shared a profound distrust for theocracy and worked to keep religion out of our government by placing provisions in the Constitution for separation of church and state.)
2. Philosophically, the scientific method is fundamentally democratic, egalitarian and inclusive.  It is founded upon the principle that anybody — from the leader of a country  to its poorest, least-educated worker — can observe the same phenomenon and see the same thing; or that any scientist, in any country, can perform the same experiment and get the same results.  The scientific method says that a janitor will agree with a university professor, for example, when they both observe water freezing at 32 degrees Fahrenheit (0 degrees Celsius), and boiling at 212 degrees Fahrenheit (100 degrees Celsius); or that a Muslim, a Hindu, a Sikh, a Jew, a Buddhist and a Christian will all agree upon observing mercury that it is in fact a liquid, even though technically it’s a metal. The scientific method establishes systematic rules for observing and evaluating phenomena in such a way that personal biases, beliefs, moods and/or opinions do not affect observations of — or conclusions about — those phenomena.
3. Existentially, science and facts are necessary for the continued existence — the very survival — of democracies (and, by the way, for life on planet Earth as we know it). Scientific methods provide reliable information that allow voters in a democracy to make informed decisions and shape a future that the majority deem desirable — and to steer clear of policy decisions that would be calamitous for great numbers of people (e.g. epidemics, disastrous changes in climate, rising sea levels, nuclear wars, etc.).

Sadly, history and current events show corporations and wealthy individuals manipulating the flow of information, especially by funding (and therefore directing the focus and messaging of) researchers, educational institutions and think tanks, and through the purchase of deceptive advertising and media coverage. A well-known past example is how between 1960 and 1988 tobacco companies spent $370 million to conduct research minimizing public perception of the health risks posed by tobacco smoke. Similar tactics have been employed to use biased “research” and the media to shape public perceptions of other consumer products — especially fossil fuels. For example, witness this story from BBC (November 2015):

Oil giant Exxon Mobil is being investigated for misleading the public about the impact of climate change.

The New York attorney general has sent a request for emails and financial records to the company.

Allegations surfaced last month that the company’s own scientists raised concerns about global warming decades ago and that Exxon had worked to suppress that information. http://www.bbc.com/news/business-34750196

As most of us know too well, the new U.S. Secretary of State, Rex Tillerson, was CEO of Exxon-Mobil until very recently. He and others in the Trump administration have poo-pooed claims that human activity causes of global warming (Trump calls it “a hoax”), and the Trump agenda includes a full-court press to revive fossil fuel industries, especially oil and coal. This is in spite of widespread consensus among climate scientists around the world, and growing scientific evidence, that the use of fossil fuels has put the world on a path to widespread climate-related disasters, including:

• extreme and freakish weather conditions
• the eradication of forests and wetlands
• severe and permanent droughts
• rising sea levels that — especially in league with storms coming in from the ocean — threaten to inundate coastal areas, where hundreds of millions of people live

Clearly, we need to curtail our use of fossil fuels, and stop using them entirely as quickly as possible, but the billionaires and corporations who got rich from fossil fuels — and who stand to lose much if we shift to wind power, solar power, and other sustainable energy sources — have the money to “buy” public opinion, which influences how people vote. They also have the money to shape government policies, which they can do now more than perhaps ever before, because of Citizens United.

And so now, we have the Trump administration disseminating half-truths, distortions and outright lies — and large (but apparently diminishing) numbers of Trump followers lapping it up. Increasingly, we need reliable news media to keep us informed. There we encounter a new challenge called “fake news” (also sometimes calling itself “Fox News”). Let’s leave that for another post.

In the meantime, what can we do? Let’s stay informed, keep our eyes open and our minds clear, keep speaking up, keep calling our government representatives, and VOTE like crazy in every election, from now until those of us who live near the coast are swallowed by rising sea levels.

GETTING TESTED

A short story by

John Mears

He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.  Behind her head, the sun setting over Pierce College gave her highlighted Afro a weird halo.  A black rose tattoo stared at him from the golden skin of her left arm. Black and gold.  His favorite color combination.

“So,” he said, “Which test are you taking?”

She glanced over at him, her eyes in darkness with the sun glistening on her shoulder above the black tank top.  “What?” she said.

They were sitting on opposite ends of a bench on a porch in front of the testing room at West Valley Occupational Center, which was across the street from Pierce College.  The sign on the door said testing started at 6:30. She and he were both half an hour early because of the bus schedule. He had seen her on the bus, but he wasn’t gonna ask her about that.  Only losers rode the bus.  He wasn’t gonna call her out as a fellow loser.

He smiled, the sun on his face.  “I said, what test are you taking?”

“A blood test,” she said.  “I’m getting married next week.”  With that, she looked down at her phone, her sandaled foot swinging in the air.  Her legs were plump and smooth, her shorts very short.  He guessed she was lying, because who looks that sexy if they’re planning to get married?  And of course, she was pulling his chain about the blood test.  Here they only gave reading and math tests at 6:30, and certainly not blood tests, ever.  After all, this wasn’t a clinic.  This was an occupational center, which offered free or very cheap classes to people like him, people who had nowhere else to go.

Erick Santamaria had done two years at the state prison in Tehachapi for growing 200 marijuana plants in his uncle’s warehouse.  He’d been sentenced to six, but with the legalization of pot, and with the severe overcrowding in California’s state prisons, a judge had reduced his sentence to time served.  Nonetheless, he was still on parole, and his arrest, conviction and imprisonment had totally fucked up everything with his uncle, who was named as a co-conspirator with intent to distribute.  Things had already been bad with Erick’s parents and siblings – who had stopped talking to him when he refused to go to their Pentecostal church – but when Uncle Carlos turned against him in court with testimony and a plea bargain, Erick suddenly felt like the most worthless, lonely piece of shit in the universe, especially at Tehachapi, where he was gang-raped by a bunch of white bikers who called him their bitch.

Finally he gathered the courage to ask the girl:  “Seriously, what test are you taking? En serio.”  At his use of Spanish, she gave him a sharp glance.

She had a faint Spanish accent: “Seriously, it’s not your business.”

He said, “Sorry, just trying to be friendly.”

She just looked at her phone, which was vibrating and lighting up. She put it to her ear and said, “Si?”

There was a faint burst of an older woman’s Spanish through the phone. The girl said, “Mama, te dijo, esta bien. Tiene que dormir.”  (Mom, I told you, it’s OK.  She has to sleep.)

There was a minute of quiet back and forth, then she said, “Te quiero tambien,” and hung up.

Erick said, “Is your baby sick?”

Her eyes were daggers: “I said, it’s not your business.”

“Sorry,” he said. “I wanna be a paramedic, so read a lot about medical stuff, and I helped take care of my older brother’s kids.  He’s a paramedic.  He says the pay is good and he likes it.  Plus he says it’s a real good feeling when you save somebody’s life.  Maybe someday I can save somebody’s life.”

Her attitude seemed to soften a little. Erick could tell she was listening.

“If your baby’s sick, you’re probably right – the best thing is rest. Does he have a fever?”

“She.”

“Does she have a fever?”

“Yes.”

“How much?”

“One oh three.”

“That’s pretty normal for a baby. Not to worry, unless she’s coughing a lot.  Does she have a rash?”

“Just a little diaper rash.”

“That’s normal, too. Like you were saying, best thing is probably stay home and rest, lots of water, stay warm….”

She listened and nodded begrudgingly.

“I’m Erick,” he said.

“Suzy,” she said.

He extended his hand, but she wasn’t looking at him. He could tell she’d been through a lot.  Maybe more than he had.  If she was getting married and she already had a baby, well….

“Mind if I sit here?”

The man’s question wasn’t for him. He looked up and saw a head-shaved, gangster-looking Latino guy in white wife-beaters eyeing Suzy hungrily.  She seemed to like the attention; her foot waved in the air like a flag.

The gangster-looking guy sat between Suzy and Erick with a cocky smile. He smelled strongly of Eternity for Men.  The elaborate multi-colored tattoo on his left shoulder, staring at Erick, was a grim reaper skeleton with a crown of thorns and a big sickle. The guy was asking Suzy her name and shaking hands with her as she told him.  He said, “I’m Antonio.  Guys call me Tonio.”  He held her hand.  “Nice grip,” he said.  “You work out?”

“Yeah.”

“Where?”

“L.A. Fitness.”

“Me, too.”

“Which one?”

“The one on Reseda.”

“Oh, that one sucks. You should come to mine, on Ventura.”

“You own it?”

“Yeah,” he chuckled loudly, “No, but I go there every day. It’s like I own the place.  Everybody kisses my ass.” He chuckled again, louder.

She looked down at her phone.

He said, “I act like I own the place.”

She said, “You act like you already own this place, too.”

“That’s right,” he said. “Wherever I go, same thing.  People see me comin’, they step aside.”  With that he gave Erick a sideways glance that awoke a deep, hot anger inside him.

She seemed to be getting annoyed with Tonio now. He had stepped over some kind of weird line and her red flag was up; Erick could tell, because her foot was bobbing more violently now, kind of like, “Get the fuck away from me, you egotistical creep.”

But Tonio wasn’t getting the message. “You come here a lot?”

“No.”

“Good. This place is for losers.  I go to Pierce, across the street.  I only came here because I saw a hot mama sitting over here in the loser section.  Thought she might need some help crossing the street.”  With that, Tonio gave Erick a prison stare.  Like, “What are you gonna do, bitch?”

Erick stared right back at him. He hated this guy, and wanted to fuck him up, but if he had learned anything in prison, it was to pick your fights carefully, because your life depends on it.

Tonio’s mocking smile turned uglier. “How ‘bout you?  You go to this loser school?  You a loser?”

Erick said nothing, just stared furiously.

“Oh, I get it. You like Suzy here.  Good choice, but I don’t think she likes you.  Otherwise, why’s she sitting way over there on the right side of the bench and here you are, way over on the left side.  But she likes me just fine, don’t you, Suzy?”

She was looking at her phone.

Tonio put his hand on her thigh. “Don’t you, Suzy?”

She stared daggers at him. He leaned closer to her, sliding his hand up her thigh towards her crotch.  She pushed it off.  He put it back and kept pushing.

“No,” said Suzy, pushing Tonio’s hand away again, but Tonio put it back again, sliding it up between her legs while his other hand pulled down her tank top strap and revealing half a white breast. She pulled the strap back up.

“Come on,” Tonio was saying, “Show me some chiche. I know you like me.”

Erick stood up in front of Tonio. “Leave her alone.”

Immediately Tonio got to his feet and faced Erick, eye to eye. “You gonna make me?”

“She’s getting married,” Erick said.

“That’s right,” said Suzy, typing something frantically on her phone.

But Tonio wasn’t paying attention to her anymore. Now it was all about Erick.  “Don’t I know you?  Yeah, I remember.  You were in Tehachapi.  You were a bitch for the white bikers.”

Erick said nothing.

Tonio said, “That’s right, you were their bitch, and now you’re my bitch.”

With that, he gave Erick a hard shove and sent Erick staggering backward, and the porch railing hit his butt and he was flying backwards for a moment before his head exploded in white light.

*

Two years later, he following news story appeared on page three of the San Fernando Valley News:

MARTYR FOR JUSTICE: Deadly altercation leads to gangland conviction

MISSION HILLS – On Sunday afternoon, Rosa Inchaurregui laid flowers at the grave of Erick Santamaria, whose death two years ago led to Friday’s conviction of Antonio “Tonio” Pacheco. Santamaria died of massive head trauma after a confrontation with the longtime gang member at West Valley Occupational Center in Woodland Hills.  Surveillance video from the occupational center proved to be key evidence in Pacheco’s trial.

Rosa Inchaurregui had accused Pacheco of aggravated rape, for which Pacheco stood trial three years ago; that trial ended in a hung jury, among allegations of jury tampering and the intimidation of witnesses. The case gained headlines when the beauty salon where Rosa worked in San Fernando was sprayed with gunfire.  In the past, Pacheco had also been named as a suspect in several murder cases, including the killing of three gang rivals at a birthday party, and a drive-by shooting that killed an elderly grandmother and two children.  In every case, Pacheco escaped conviction due to hung juries.

At the time of the incident at West Valley Occupational Center, Pacheco was enrolled in Pierce College while on parole after serving prison time for an assault conviction. According to witnesses, he had stopped at West Valley Occupational Center to talk with an unnamed female student waiting for a reading test.  When Pacheco began touching the female student sexually, Erick Santamaria rose to her defense, but was pushed over a porch railing by Pacheco, who then repeatedly kicked and stomped Santamaria on the head, leading to his death.  The entire incident was captured by a hidden closed-circuit security camera in front of the testing room.  Footage from that camera proved to be key in Pacheco’s conviction.

Erick Santamaria was no stranger to crime or violence; he had served time for marijuana cultivation at the California Correctional Institution in Tehachapi, where he was reportedly gang-raped. He was at West Valley Occupational Center waiting to be tested for an Emergency Medical Technician class.

For Rosa Inchaurregui, Erick Santamaria is more than just a hero – he is a martyr for justice. “I call him ‘Saint Erick,’” she said.  “Because he stood up to that horrible man, a lot of people like me feel a little safer today.”

THE END

Madman at the wheel: An allegorical mini-play

She: I feel like I should say something.

He: Say what?

She: I think that was a wrong turn.

He: Which turn?

She: Back there at the T. We just went right.  We should have gone left.  The sign said, “Road closed ahead.”

He: He said he knows this area.

She: I’m not sure he should even be driving.

He: You keep saying that, but he seems fine.

She: I think he’s drunk.

He: Impossible.  He doesn’t drink.  I know that for a fact.

She: But there’s something not right about him. Have you looked into his eyes? He looks like a scared pig.

He: I think he’s fine.

She: How well do you know him?

He: Christine said she knows him.

She: Christine? Seriously?  You trusted Christine?

He: She’s been right about a lot of stuff.

She: She’s crazy. She doesn’t even believe in science.

He: But she’s made some good calls.

She: Like what?

He: She predicted that earthquake in California.

She: That’s bullshit. Everybody knows there’s gonna be earthquakes in California.  Christ, I can’t believe….

He: Don’t say “Christ” like that.  It’s disrespectful.

(Pause)

She: But honey, why are we even going to the Grand Canyon in the middle of the night? We won’t be able to see anything.

He: Relax and enjoy the ride.

She: He just flipped off that pickup truck.

He: So?

(Gunshot shatters a window behind the driver.)

She: Shit, now they’re shooting at us.

(The van’s driver shoots back. The pickup truck crashes and explodes in a fireball, lighting up the surrounding forest.  Strong winds cause a brilliant firestorm.)

He: See?  Now we can see just fine.

She: But we’re headed straight for that barricade.  The sign says “Road closed.”

He: He knows what he’s doing.

She: He should be slowing down, but he’s hitting the gas.

(Van crashes through barricade and flies airborne, plunging into the Grand Canyon. As they fly through the air, they are all weightless.)

He: See?  Now we’re flying.  I told you this would be great.

She: We’re all gonna die.

He: Yeah, but at least we had a hell of a ri….

(Van crashes into rocks next to the Colorado River and bursts into flames.)

 

 

 

 

Love, Pure Love, Continued (with photos)

A long and simple poem — “Love, Pure Love” — has been coming to me in pieces over the years.  Today I took a long hike with my little notebook, and here are today’s pieces. The first three photos below are also from today’s hike.

Love, Pure Love, Continued

Some feel blessed, and some feel used

but love, pure love is my refuge.

Some are chill and some are wary,

but love, pure love’s my sanctuary.

Some are scared and some are brave,

but when I love, I am saved.

Is Donald Trump a Fascist? A biased, pseudoscientific analysis

A recent viral video shows Irish lawmaker Aodhán O’Riordáin telling his colleagues, “America, the most powerful country in the world, has just elected a fascist.” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQsy9EW68c)  Other YouTube search results for “Trump fascist” are so numerous that I gave up looking after finding more than 300.  If you google “Trump fascist,” it will take weeks to go through all the web results.

But let’s be fair! To what extent, if at all, is Donald Trump a fascist?  (Full disclosure:  I’m not really being fair, so sue me.)

The Merriam-Webster online dictionary defines fascism as: “a political philosophy, movement, or regime (as that of the Fascisti) that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition.”

Wikipedia’s two cents: “Fascism opposes liberalism, Marxism and anarchism and is usually placed on the far-right within the traditional left–right spectrum…. Fascists believe that liberal democracy is obsolete, and they regard the complete mobilization of society under a totalitarian one-party state… with the principal goal of achieving autarky through protectionist and interventionist economic policies.”

For the purposes of our discussion, let’s break fascism down into components:

1. Extreme nationalism (“nation… above the individual”)
2. Racism (“race… above the individual”)
3. Autocratic government with a dictatorial leader
4. Economic regimentation
5. Social regimentation
6. Suppression of opposition
7. Anti-liberal and anti-democratic
8. One-party state
9. Protectionism

 

Let’s go point by point. I’ll assign a percentage (0-100%) according to my own, admittedly rather biased rubric.  At the end, I’ll give Donald Trump and the Republican Party their very own “Fascism score.”

1.  Nationalism was a dominant theme throughout Trump’s campaign, with the slogan “Make America Great Again.” He promised to force other countries to pay for our military protection (which – he neglects to mention – many are already doing); he said he was going to build a wall along our southern border and make Mexico pay for it (that “wall” has since been downgraded to a “fence”); and in general his theme was (and still is) “America first” (as long as we are talking about “the USA” and exclude all the other countries in North America, Central America and South America). So… extreme nationalism? At least judging by the statements he made in his campaign, 100%.
2. Concerns about racism – aroused by Trump’s campaign rhetoric as well as by the support he has gotten from David Duke and the KKK – have been exacerbated by Trump’s appointment of alt-right Breitbart News head Steve Bannon as chief White House strategist, as well as his choice of accused racist Jeff Sessions for Attorney General. On Nov. 21, 2016 the Atlantic Monthly reported on a meeting of the National Policy Institute, considered a white nationalist group, at the Ronald Reagan Building in Washington, D.C. This excerpt describes the meeting:

For most of the day, a parade of speakers discussed their ideology in relatively anodyne terms, putting a presentable face on their agenda. But after dinner, when most journalists had already departed, Spencer rose and delivered a speech to his followers dripping with anti-Semitism, and leaving no doubt as to what he actually seeks. He referred to the mainstream media as “Lügenpresse,” a term he said he was borrowing from “the original German”; the Nazis used the word to attack their critics in the press.

“America was until this past generation a white country designed for ourselves and our posterity,” Spencer said. “It is our creation, it is our inheritance, and it belongs to us.”

The audience offered cheers, applause, and enthusiastic Nazi salutes.

http://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2016/11/richard-spencer-speech-npi/508379/

So… racism? Duh. 100%

3. It is doubtful that Trump alone can create an autocratic government, given that our Constitution stipulates balance of power. However, now that Republicans presumably will soon control all three branches of government, and consolidate that control through new legislation, the Supreme Court, and other means — including, but not limited to, more voter suppression (see future article on voter suppression) — true “balance of power” becomes highly questionable. Autocratic government? Kind of. Let’s split the difference and call it 50%.

4. Economic regimentation? Here, I think we might see the opposite, as Trump campaigned on reducing regulations on banks and businesses. So a big fat “No” on #4 — 0%.

5. Social regimentation? In years past, Trump expressed a socially liberal bent on issues such as abortion and gay marriage. So on that basis, “Probably not” on #5. However, Trump has nominated the socially conservative Jeff Sessions, who is decidedly anti-LGBT and anti-marijuana, for  Attorney General. So let’s now say 75%.

6. Suppression of opposition? Throughout his campaign, Trump threatened to jail his political opponent Hillary Clinton (“Lock her up!”) as soon as he became president.  He has repeatedly railed about hostile coverage by from the press, threatening to change laws so that the press can be sued more easily.  He has silenced dissenting voices in his audiences, encouraging violence against protestors. Suppression of opposition? Definitely. 100%

7. Anti-liberal and anti-democratic? Here we face a conundrum, because of Trump’s past liberalism vs. his current conservatism, and the fact that he (apparently) won enough votes in the quasi-democratic 2016 election to become president. However he said our election system is “rigged,” so he looks kind of anti-democratic; and he’s appointing very anti-liberal people to his administration, so let’s give him a 90% on #7.

8. Is Trump trying to create a one-party state? Hard to say, but his Republican Party is definitely trying to create a one-party nation. According to Neal Gabler, the Republicans have since the time of Joseph McCarthy leaned towards a “slash and burn” brand of politics that aims to destroy the Democratic Party base: http://www.latimes.com/la-oe-gabler30-2008nov30-story.html. Through the following means, Republicans have waged a “take-no-prisoners” war against their political rivals:

• By attacking labor unions, long a bastion of support for Democrats, and other left-leaning voting blocs and organizations such as Acorn
• By the Supreme Court’s 2013 gutting the historic 1965 Voting Rights Act. (According to http://www.ibtimes.com/, “…Millions of voters could be once again be turned away from the polls this year because of a regime of voting laws that disproportionately burden minorities, the elderly, immigrants and the poor.”  The latter four groups all tend to vote Democratic.)
• By voter suppression – removing likely Democrats from lists of eligible voters through a variety of means.
• By gerrymandering, which allows Democratic-majority areas to be controlled by Republicans.

So if we judge #8 using Trump’s Republican Party in place of the orange man himself, we give one-party state question 100%.

9. Protectionism. Trump has vowed to renegotiate trade deals, especially with China, presumably to increase tariffs, i.e. protectionism. However, given that Trump has shown some flexibility by walking back many of his campaign promises, let’s cut his score on this one down to 75%.

Now it’s time to do the math. In the grid below, I add up and calculate the “total fascism” score for Trump and his Republican Party.

1.	Extreme nationalism	100%
2.	Racism	100%
3.	Autocratic government	50%
4.	Economic regimentation	0%
5.	Social regimentation	75%
6.	Suppression of opposition	100%
7.	Anti-liberal and anti-democratic	90%
8.	One-party state	100%
9.	Protectionism	75%
	Total fascism score (average)	76.7%

Of course, the word “fascist” is overused as a political propaganda tool. When Obama was first elected, it was common to see posters of him with a Hitler moustache.  I personally dislike using the word for the very reason that it’s been so often misused.

I also have seen numerous cases in which those who accuse others of being fascists often act kind of fascistic themselves on a personal level, and – if in power politically – on a political level as well.  For example, Vladimir Putin and his supporters accuse Ukraine’s government of being “fascist” or “Nazi,” while at the same time Putin’s government scores high on the above checklist.

One bright footnote on all of this is something my daughter observed recently:  Trump is a pragmatist.  Since “winning” the 2016 election, Trump has walked back many of his more incendiary campaign promises, such as banning Muslims, building a Great Wall of Trumplandia, totally abolishing Obamacare and cancelling the Paris climate change agreement.  Let us hope he keeps walking.

Otherwise, our nation’s cities could soon look like this:

On Appreciation: Random thoughts on Thanksgiving Day, 2016

At various key junctures my life has been uplifted, even saved, by people who recognized something in me, who loved me in a new way, and/or who showed me a new way to love and/or to be in this world.  Their appreciation sometimes came as a mysterious but beautiful energy; at other times, it came in the form of concrete awards, recognitions, and/or promotions. In any case, they propelled my life to a new level of success and happiness.

Appreciation is a mysterious thing. Humans are of course very social and emotional creatures, so the feeling that a fellow human being appreciates something about oneself can be quite powerful. As a teacher, I tried to recognize some kind of outstanding quality in each of my thousands of students, and to praise them for it.  That approach to teaching seems to cover a multitude of sins.  It seems almost like pushing a magical button when you see and speak up about something good in another.  It tends to grow that quality in them, and inspire them to act on it more and more.  Personally, when someone has done that for me, it has meant everything.

In my life, the following people in particular have helped me up in this world through their appreciation and/or recognition:

1. My mom. She is the first person who saw in me a glimmer of creative talent.
2. My tenth-grade English teacher, Mrs. Elizabeth Russell (sister of the British actor Robert Shaw, who played the shark hunter Quint in Jaws). Mrs. Russell recognized my “zeal” for writing and the English language in a written report.
3. My Aunt Kate, who commented that I have a “facile pen” after I wrote her a thank-you note for a birthday present.
4. Barbara Brown, whom I met on Christmas Eve 1970, on a blind date with her sister and a friend. (The latter two are now deceased, but — thank God — Barbara is still very much alive.) Barbara is the first person on planet Earth who showed me unconditional, unqualified, unbridled love and enthusiasm and encouragement. She changed my life in a powerfully positive way.  Later she pursued a career in clinical psychology.  I’m guessing she has changed many lives for the better.
5. Dr. Mattie Walker, an adult school principal for the Los Angeles Unified School District (LAUSD), whom I gently confronted after she publicly scolded me in front of other teachers and staff. I was a new teacher, and I felt hurt when she reprimanded me at the counter in the main office for not turning in an attendance list on time, so I requested a private conference with her. She appreciated my tact and diplomacy, and promoted me to teacher adviser.
6. Dr. Pat Jensen, an assistant principal for LAUSD, who saw something in me and pushed me along in my teaching career in a variety of ways including tenure, awards for “Excellence in Teaching,” and a recommendation to become a mentor teacher.  Much good that happened to me in LAUSD is because of her.  Sadly, she has died of cancer.
7. Steve Zimmer, currently President of LAUSD’s Board of Education. After I confronted him with some policy concerns, he befriended became an ally in a long-running campaign (with the teachers’ union and many others) to save LAUSD’s adult education programs from elimination. He called me “a citywide leader of conscience,” and upon my retirement presented me with a beautiful proclamation from the school board.
8. Most of all, my wife and daughter, both of whom still see something worth saving in me after all these years, in spite of all my weaknesses, failings, and bad moods.

My Thanksgiving wish for the world is that we may all see something good in others — starting with, by not limited to friends and family — and help them grow that good, and thereby perhaps save the world from the worst in us.

You Know How Sometimes

You Know How Sometimes

A happy poem, even though Trump is President-Elect

 

You know how sometimes

when your heart takes flight,

you stop feeling angry and looking for a fight.

You stop hating people that you don’t even know

and you stop wasting time just putting on a show.

You know how sometimes

when your heart feels happy

you don’t even mind if something is sappy.

You don’t get annoyed with couples in love.

You even start to heart all the mourning doves.

 

 

You know how sometimes

when your mind’s at peace,

you don’t go looking for a quick release.

You don’t have to smoke and you don’t have to drink,

and you don’t give a damn what other people think.

 

You know how sometimes

when you let it all go,

you find out much that you never would know.

It all makes sense in a different way

and the whole universe is a child at play.

 

You know how sometimes

when you’re totally relaxed,

you feel like angels are massaging your back.

You don’t even mind if you have to let a fart

cause it feels like the sun is shining in your heart.