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There are no bad guys

S F Auto Show-1710 I went to the San Francisco Auto Show over the Thanksgiving Weekend – with Grandson Auggie and his stellar father – my Son-In-Law – Gabe. and I want to write about it. But I kept thinking about the Ferguson Grand Jury and Michael Brown and that makes the Auto Show seem too frivolous. Now a Staten Island Grand Jury upped the ante with Eric Garner and the Auto Show has faded behind a red mist of – I don’t exactly know what to call it, really – something between Sadness and Rage.

Sadness that my country is not the exemplar of Fairness and Justice that I want it to be and Rage that, even with all the Unfairness and Injustice, with all the Inequality, with the biggest prison system the world has ever seen, most of us still think that The United States is the Greatest Country In The World. I so desperately want to make it somebody’s fault – somebody besides me, of course – but there are no bad guys here. Or, maybe, more accurately, we are all bad guys.

I have my opinions about the guilt or culpability of Darren Wilson, Michael Brown’s killer, but those opinions are based on somebody else’s opinions because I wasn’t there. What makes me sad, however, isn’t the guilt or innocence of Officer Wilson, it is the typical-ness of the act. The dispose-ability of young black men. A couple of days ago, another young black man, Rumain Brisbon, was killed in Phoenix by the police, and I don’t think it was even mentioned in the New York Times.

Michael Brown was killed. That is a fact. Still, it is a fact that does not mean the same thing to everybody. When I goggled different variations of How many black men were shot by police last year, I didn’t get much; the numbers are not as available as I would have thought. However, I did get this from The San Francisco Chrony, dated December 2010: The NAACP presented statistics from Oakland authorities on 45 officer-involved shootings from 2004 to 2008, one-third of which were fatal. Of the people shot, 37 were black and none was white. Although weapons were not found in 40 percent of cases, no officers were charged.

In 2010, Oakland was about 28% black and about 82% of officer-involved shootings were against black people. Let’s stipulate that those are accurate numbers, still, there are several ways to look at them. To me – and, apparently, the NAACP – it shows black people are shot by the police at a higher rate because they are black. To Conservatives, even though their default position is normally that they don’t like or trust the government – for example, conservative Fox News sided with Cliven Bundy, and his heavily armed friends, over the government agents trying to collect taxes that the courts had ruled are due – see the shooting disparity as proof that black people are more violent.

Sadly, many good Liberals pretty much believe the same thing. Unlike Conservatives, most Liberals like the government. Their default position is that the government is good and usually works. They believe the authorities are trying their best and that the police should be given the benefit of the doubt. They point to the fact that Michael Brown had just stolen some cigars and that  Eric Garner was, in fact, engaged in an illegal activity. That is not to say that Liberals like that Officer Wilson killed Brown, just that the killing was unfortunate, rare, and – to a certain extent – understandable. It was unfortunate, but it isn’t rare, still it is understandable. Michael Brown was – how I hate to put in the past tense here, but is doesn’t fit – big and Wilson was scared. Later, Wilson testified I felt another one of those punches in my face could knock me out or worse. I mean, it was, he’s obviously bigger than I was and stronger and the, I’ve already taken two to the face and I didn’t think I would, the third one could be fatal if he hit me right. Officer Wilson said Brown was like The Hulk with terrible resilience and incredible strength. Of course Wilson was scared.

A huge part of why Darren Wilson was scared is because he was under-trained. Then, to make the situation worse, he was heavily armed. That is a bad combination. It isn’t, however, a combination based on decisions Officer Wilson made, it is a combination the City Council along with the Chief of Police- who drew up and accepted the budgets for Police Training and equipment purchases  – made. Wilson being under-trained and heavily armed was also a decision facilitated by several Congresses and several Administrations, including the Obama Administration, whose numerous bills to improve Local Policing, or as they like to call it, Local Law Enforcement, leaned heavily on equipment over training.

That is the American way. Washington is stuffed full of lobbyists pushing expensive equipment. They push it on the military and the police, both national police and local police. As a result, the police have become armed as if they were an occupying army (and it has become hard for them to resist acting that way). We want to believe that Ferguson and Staten Island and Phoenix are rare, but the people facing that occupying army know it isn’t rare. They know that the potential of something going wrong is alway there. That is not an accident, it is how the system has been designed. That is very sad,

A couple of thoughts on Ferguson

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I like to think that I never thought I just hit a triple, but that isn’t true, like George Bush, I was born on third base and I have often thought I was responsible for all the easiness in my life. So my emotions on Ferguson are pretty detached and this is not a time for detachment. What I would rather do is post  several quotes that say what I would like to say, only better. The first bunch is from the web but the last two were from good friends who I don’t see enough in real life but still continue to enrich it on facebook, Ophelia Ramirez and Vern Smith.

It is the grand jury’s function not ‘to enquire … upon what foundation [the charge may be] denied,’ or otherwise to try the suspect’s defenses, but only to examine ‘upon what foundation [the charge] is made’ by the prosecutor…As a consequence, neither in this country nor in England has the suspect under investigation by the grand jury ever been thought to have a right to testify or to have exculpatory evidence presented. Justice Antonin Scalia,

this outcome, and so many like it, are the result of a system functioning the way it is intended to function. Racism is baked right into the foundation:

Every one of those grand jurors might have hearts of purest gold. The outcome was predetermined precisely because the outcome did not rely on the individual character of the jurors. We have police aggression against black people because the white moneyed classes of this country have demanded aggressive policing and the moneyed control our policy. We have police aggression because the War on Drugs provokes it and we still have a War on Drugs because the War on Drugs puts vast amounts of tax dollars in the hands of police departments and a voracious prison industrial complex. We have police aggression against black people because centuries of gerrymandering and political manipulation have been undertaken with the explicit purpose of empowering some people and disenfranchising others. from Andrew Sullivan’s blog. 

None of that can be solved through having pure hearts and pure minds. Racism is not a problem of mind. Racism cannot be combated by individuals not being racist. A pure heart makes no difference. In response to systemic injustice, you’ve got to change the systems themselves. It’s the only thing that will ever work. Jamelle Bouie 

…..The Language of the Unheard.

I will not condone, nor can I condemn. I hear the heartache of a mother, and the frustration of a people, and all people. I’m looking out into a world so broken, saddened, without answers. Does the quest for the blood of one man atone for a justice that cannot be found? Fear, frustration, hopelessness, desperation….they all share the same face on a million souls. I will not accept that there are no answers, that there are no bridges. Justice too often appears like formless smoke, near, but unobtainable. I will not be distracted by sanctimonious condemnation of the act without the damnation of the stage it springs from. And, most importantly, I will not accept the loss of another generation, when so much can be done, if we reach out…..out into a world that seems so broken, and listen without judging, and find our common ground. To build a new future, to find justice, to end the cycle. Vern Smith

A grand jury of twelve people – nine white, three black – decided that the policeman who shot and killed an unarmed teenager will not be indicted of any charge. I did not sit on the jury, nor was I present at the shooting. I do not know, and may never know what really happened. Perhaps the policeman really did feel threatened and in the few seconds he had to make a decision, he felt the use of a firearm was the only way to handle the situation. Perhaps in following the strict letter of the law, the grand jury felt they could not, in good conscience, render an indictment. I just don’t know.

What I do know is this: racism in this country is alive and unfortunately, quite well. I see it in my own life. I well remember my brothers being pulled over and harassed by the police for no other reason other than the color of their brown skin. I hear it in the comments I still get, such as, “You are very pretty for a Mexican girl”, or “For a Mexican, you speak well”. I see it in my extended family where my sister-in-laws niece was killed in a drive by five years ago and the police have yet to catch the killer because, really, they do not have the time/resources to investigate the killing of another black teenager killed in an area where this is an everyday occurrence. And my experiences pale when compared to the 200 plus years of discrimination that people of color have endured, and continue to endure in this country.

I understand the outrage with the lack of indictment of yet another person who has killed an unarmed young man of color. I understand the feeling of despair. However, looting, rioting, destroying property, and possibly hurting someone else is not the answer. How does this possibly help?

What I also know is that we have an opportunity to turn this around; an opportunity to put the outrage into something constructive; an opportunity to turn from hate and know that love really is the answer. Think of the immense changes Gandhi facilitated through non-violence. Civil rights were in large part brought about through determined non-violence. Peaceful actions are more powerful than rioting and looting. More powerful than killing. And more powerful than hate.

I so urge, no I beg everyone reading this to turn away from violence and use this an opportunity to remember that at our core, we are one. We are brother and sisters all. We have, in this situation, the call to effect change through peaceful and powerful channels.

Today, how will you be peaceable?
Ophelia Ramirez 

A couple of thoughts on Voting this year

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Don’t be cynical, A cynic is just a man who found out when he was about ten years old that there wasn’t any Santa Claus, and he’s still upset. Judge Philander Coates

I love voting but I don’t always love the results. This year was different, however, in that I didn’t particularly enjoy the voting part either. Partially because I felt certain that I would not like the results. By Tuesday morning, I had quit thinking the polls were wrong, still, I didn’t expect that much of a blow out. But even more disconcerting is that I didn’t care about the results as much as I wanted to and felt I should. My disappointment in Obama has bled into a generalized disappointment and that has dampened my enthusiasm.

I want to be clear that I think Obama is a good, journeyman, President and I want to acknowledge that he has had an uphill fight in getting needed legislation passed . He has done alot of – what I consider – good. Much of it under the radar, like appointing a large number of – mildly – Liberal Appellate Judges which, importantly, is the pool from which the next couple of Supreme Court Justices will come. He has reduced the National Debt (a fact that is often hidden by the Republican’s hysterical screams). He has reduced taxes, although in sort of a backhanded and bumbling way, even if nobody seems to know it.

Still, I am disappointed. Some of that disappointment with Obama are what are usually touted as his major accomplishments ObamaCare and the Economic Recovery. I am not a fan of ObamaCare  – which I think is, primarily, a boon to insurance companies, subsidized by Federal Money  – still, he got a Universal Health Insurance bill through and nobody else has been able to do that. Yes, we have had  a steady, all be it slow, Recovery under Obama but the poor are not part of it and most of the money has gone to a cabal of the already rich.

My biggest complaints, in the end, my real complaints  with Obama are really complaints about his failure to change our National Direction, his failure to be the transformational president of his campaign. We are on a path that I believe is destructive to our country: at home, we, increasingly, have policies that result in less Economic Fairness, less Democracy, less Transparency, and more Oligarchy  and everywhere else, we are locked into what the historian Charles A. Beard calls perpetual war for perpetual peace.

Of course, Obama wasn’t running in 2014, even if the Republicans tried to make the election about him. I am not sure, actually, who was running because most of the Democrats weren’t running as Democrats. I think the refusal to run for the Democrat’s accomplishments but only against the Armageddon that the republican would surely bring on, was a big mistake. In Connecticut, Governor Dannel Malloy ran on the fact that he got some gun controls through, as did John Hickenlooper, Colorado’s governor. They both won but everybody else lost. Including, I think, me.

 

Tom Magliozzi , RIP

Good guys-76Tom Magliozzi died Monday morning from complications of Alzheimer’s Disease. Tom, along with his brother Ray, were Click and Clack the Tappet Brothers on NPR’s Car Talk, one of my very favorite programs on my favorite radio network. I loved Car Talk and I don’t think that had as much to do with the fact that it was about cars as it was about humor. Both humor as in comedy and humor as in good humor, in which they abounded. They always seemed to be having fun.

I’ll miss him, I’ll miss Car Talk.

 

Turns out he wasn’t kidding,” said Ray. “He really couldn’t remember last week’s puzzler.” 1

 

Three worlds

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Last Sunday, while Michele was in Napa, I went to see Fury with Brad Pitt. It was pretty close to the classic war movie, checking all the appropriate war-movie boxes. And it was pretty good. Actually, the first three-quarters was very good and then it became a little too fanciful. It was a world that felt very familiar, not that I have ever been in combat, but it felt like alot of early 50s war movies that I have seen.

When I got out, it was pretty late so I stopped by El Grullense Grill for some pisole. I figured it would still be open because they have a bar at one end of the restaurant. I ordered my pisole and, while I was waiting for it, a fight started in the bar. I looked over and it seemed like a typical bar fight with a couple of three  or four guys sort of inexpertly pushing and shoving with alot of yelling (not that I know anything about bar fights, the last one I saw was at Evy’s Partytimer on the edge of Watts in 1963).

As the fight escalated, the adults who were eating – especially the women – started backing out the front door so that the restaurant side of  El Grullense was semi-empty by the time one of the fight participants threw a beer bottle at the bartender (incidentally, for those of you, like me, don’t know what an exploding beer bottle sounds like, it sounds a little like a gun going off).What surprised me, shocked me, actually, was that, when the fight started, all the kids in the restaurant left. Instantly! The was a yell by the back door, a push or a swing, and all the kids got up and ran out the front door.

I grew up in a world in which the kids would have been trying to see what was happening at the other end of the room. A fight after all is intrinsically interesting, in much the same way that an accident by the side of the road is interesting. But, in El Grullense, this time at least, no kid looked to see what was happening, they just all ran for the door. This is not a world I am familiar with.Three worlds-0579

Last Tuesday, Michele took me to An Evening with Caroline Casey & Climbing PoeTree – Magnetizing Metaphor into Matter at Oakland’s Impact Hub. Caroline, pictured above with Michele and one of her favorite clients, is hard to describe, she uses astrology as lens to riff about everything, from the Grail Legend to Sufism, from Voodoo to the Kabbala, from Classic Chinese Theatre to Movies. She is always entertaining and insightful. On Tuesday, she was joined by two women who are equally hard to explain, Alixa Garcia and Naima Penniman. They reminded me of a CD I had – probably in the early 90s – by a black woman, whose name escapes me, that – looking back – seems to be a combination of poetry and rap. Rather than even try to explain Climbing Poe Tree, I’ll just embed a performance from Bioneers.

What surprised me was the crowd. Both the familiar and the unfamiliar worlds of the crowd.  The crowd was overwhelmingly female. The familiar part was the women my age that I feel I know: they are intellectual and liberal, they are consumers of art and invested in things as they are. They say they want change and, even, recognize the necessity of change. Still, they aren’t – really – doing much about bringing it about except voting. Most of my generation, especially the men of my generation, but including these women, for all their good intentions, have stonewalled progress towards equality and fairness. As an aside, when I say especially the men of my generation, I include women like Dianne Feinstein who seem to be living through their masculine side even though their persona is female. End aside.

The unfamiliar world of the Tuesday night crowd, however, was the majority of it: young women couples. This Impact Hub was started, primarily, by several women of color and is dedicated to change.and this crowd seemed to be living and embracing that change. Even though it was a new world to me, it is a very welcome world.