L’État, C’est Moi

Look out, Iowa, the King is coming! That was attributed to Louis XIV in a speech to Parliament in the year 1655, and means, I alone am the nation.

Just yesterday, Donald Trump said that he was “ordained by God” to be president.

He also indicated that it’s OK for you to die in Iowa’s frigid temperatures today, because if you vote (for him, natch) it’ll be “worth it.”

So go to your polling place early, stand outside in the freezing cold even if you’re deathly ill, and vote Trump. Or else.

Think of it this way, if he wins and rolls all the government’s many departments into the White House, chief of them the military and justice, he will no longer have to fight the “deep state” he thinks exists, he will BE the Deep State. Please let’s not let him overturn our Constitution and turn our wonderful nation into a pseudo-theocratic dictatorship.

Perhaps Trump should use, as a campaign slogan, “L’état profond c’est moi,” which would mean I, the deep state, am the nation. Whaddya think? Dee

Blood and Guts

We should be joyously preparing for our nation’s 250th birthday, celebrating our bold vision of a democratic republic that has inspired other nations. We should remember the patriots who fought and bled for freedom from a tyrannical monarchy and religious persecution.

We should rejoice in the freedoms we have, to vote for our president and representatives, choose a God to worship (or not) and to have a role in civic life, and that the United States of America is known as a melting pot where all are welcome.

Personally, I would like to thank Donald J. Trump. Why? For challenging our Constitution like no other president has. Now it’s time for the inevitable hook to enter from backstage and pull him, gently but firmly, off stage and into the twilight and golf courses around the world. Preferably without a social network as punishment for the ills he has unleashed.

Because now is our time, the time for We, The People to fix our country. Are there things I’d like to change about our Constitution? Sure. I wish the deadline hadn’t passed for the Equal Rights Act because it may have saved half our population, women, from the predicament we’re in. But it’s time to enforce it. Donald Trump took a flamethrower to our Constitution, which was paid for in blood and guts of our forbears. Now it’s time to enforce it’s provisions on insurrection and emoluments, for a start.

SCOTUS is in a bad way, and they got themselves into this predicament. It’s time they stopped kowtowing to Republican donors and think tanks and remember we, the people. Some Americans think that only the voters have the right to take Trump off the national stage. The text of our Constitution says that insurrectionists cannot hold public office. Period. And yes, the voters did weigh in on Article XIV Section 3, in 1868. Just like age and national origin, insurrectionists are not allowed to hold the office of POTUS. Trump disqualified himself. He has to live with the consequences of his actions because our founders voted not to have a King anymore. It’s time for all y’all to show some guts, SCOTUS.

I believe that the Republican Party no longer exists, as its only purpose is to bow to the whims of a dictator-in-waiting who cares for no-one but himself. The people who vote for him will be slapped down so quickly and sent to vast camps for anyone King Donald feels the least bit slighted by. The camps aren’t for illegal aliens, as they’ll be deported post-haste. They’re for the rest of us who write things like this.

All of us have to remember that we’re American. Only the indigenous Americans came from here, all the rest of us are from other countries. Everyone. Am I, by my very existence, vermin, poisoning the blood of our nation? I think not. But I do happen to be white, and of Northern European ancestry so I look like I belong with the MAGA crowd. If I had to leave I believe my citizenship would be guaranteed in Canada, perhaps even in England, Ireland, Germany, Switzerland, maybe even France. But before I’m forced to leave the country of my birth, it’s up to me to join with you in righting some wrongs.

We need to get together and vote en masse. Republicans, Democrats and Independents who want to celebrate 250 years together as fellow Americans living in a democracy.

We need to assure the right for all to vote, end gerrymandering and dark money in politics. We need to get SCOTUS to grow a pair (sorry, folks) and stop kowtowing to Republican donors and if they want to take the Constitution originally and textually, actually read the insurrection clause before they try to weasel their way out of making a tough decision. They’re the Supreme Court, for heaven’s sake, they’re appointed for life to make these kinds of decisions. If they can’t do it, we’re not just going to roll over on this one, as we’re not for Dobbs. Leave presidential ballots to the states until we can fix the Supreme Court (increase the number, institute term limits and have an enforceable Code of Ethics).

The best thing I’ve heard today is that the brave Capitol Police officer who led rioters up the stairs away from our elected Senators and Representatives, Harry Dunn, is running for Congress in Maryland’s 3rd District. If elected, it’d be tough for the Jan 6 deniers to continue to say that it was just a regular tourist day at the Capitol.

We need to elect serious people, not those who will bend over backwards to do anything Donald Trump dreams up at three a.m., people who will deal with serious problems that affect all Americans. We don’t need non-representatives who only care about fundraising for whatever they do with the money (botox, anyone?) and scoring points on social media or “owning the libs.”

If we elect people who will actually represent we, the people, we’ll fix voting. When voting is fixed we can deal with responsible gun ownership, womens’ reproductive care and rights, and retaining separation of church and state. Staving off the thought of real life in a post-democratic country should be a priority for all. Living in a white supremacist country cloaked in a fake theocracy is not my idea of fun, especially as I’ll have to write to you on prison walls if I’m allowed a pencil at all.

Happy New Year! Let’s take our country back. It’s the least we can do to honor our founders who created separation of powers for a reason. One person, one vote. Meaningful freedom (not “freedom for me, not for thee”).The rule of law. Let’s fix things so we can go back to arguing policies and who’s got the best chili recipe. Or ragu, for our Italian-Americans. Latkes, BBQ, pho, deep dish or thin crust….

It’s our Constitution. It’s our flag. If we believe, together we can do anything. Let’s not forget convenient leash-free areas for responsible dog owners in every town! Dee

p.s. How did that last sentence find its way in there? OK, we can work on that later. First things first.

Peace on Earth

Good will towards men. It’s that time of year, again. I saw this wonderful film this year entitled Joyeux Nöel, made in 2005 that chronicles three leaders in surrounding trenches from Germany, Scotland and France during WWII. Their leaders arranged for a cease fire for Christmas Eve and they bonded over music, family, even the name of an opportunistic cat that scrounged from all three trenches.

Spontaneous armistice, sharing a drink, a song, a mass of shared belief and humanness. Perhaps that’s what we need in the USA at this time of great national duress. Leaders on one block, in one neighborhood, to forget red or blue, forget politics and remember what we all share in this great country of ours.

Yes, the soldiers leading the shared effort were reassigned, chastised by the military and even the church for embracing their humane nature instead of being constantly in a state of war. But the men rejoiced in the knowledge that they all put on their pants one leg at a time, so why not a pick-up soccer match? Why not allow all to bury their respective dead, in peace?

I’ve read that one candidate for president in 2024 wants to deny citizenship to anyone not of “our” religion, that in a nation of citizens some who fled England several hundred years ago to escape religious persecution to create a land with separation of church and state to keep there from being imposed a national religion. To lift voices in song to a shared nation regardless of language, religion, color, or sexual orientation is what makes our nation unique.

I have no beef with those who believe differently, only if they try to force their beliefs upon me. I simply believe that every individual is born with certain rights and should be free to exercise their free will as long as it does not impinge upon another’s. I believe in democracy and the rights our Constitution affirms us as Americans. I just think that due to certain circumstances we’ve allowed ourselves to get a little lost along the way, and that we can work it out as fellow Americans to get on the right track once again.

Every night, the view from my little corner of America looks out at many lights, many neighbors sitting down for a holiday meal with their families, giving thanks and looking forward to a new year that begins in just a few days time. Let’s make the most of it, by working together. We’ll only face self-created punishment if we fail to try to make peace with one another. Cheers and Happy New Year, Dee

A One-Man Wrecking Crew

For the past year, our armed forces have been unilaterally held hostage by “Coach” Tommy Tuberville, who blocked some 450 military appointments because he doesn’t want bus fare to be paid by the military to service members who are forced by new laws to have an abortion in another state.

Initially, I thought the “Coach” was purposely striking out at these officers and their families in order to shrink the military for Donald Trump to install his own brand of warrior who swears an oath to the “Orange Jesus” instead of the United States Constitution. Perhaps that was the case, yet save for a few top officers, he finally caved to his fellow senators of both parties because he was doing a stupid thing to the country and our military readiness.

One thing sticks out for me, however, and that’s Senator Tuberville calling our military “woke.” He’s strangely perturbed that poetry is being read over the loudspeaker on an aircraft carrier. None other that Anacreon, famous Greek lyric poet, would have trouble with that. Anacreon wrote drinking songs, and one was well known at our nation’s founding.

In 1814 an American lawyer saw the Brits lay siege to Fort McHenry in Baltimore, MD. The following morning, he awoke not to a British flag, but our own United States flag and thanked his shining stars that it was still flying there.

O say can you see by the dawn’s early light

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming

Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight

O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there

O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave

Francis Scott Key was an amateur poet. His words were set to an old drinking song, To Anacreon in Heaven and, in 1931, President Herbert Hoover made The Star Spangled Banner (the first stanza of the poem “The Defense of Ft. McHenry,” our national anthem. That particular drinking song was written by a Brit!

We now proudly sing our national anthem before every professional ball game in the USA, so I guess we’re all “woke.” Sorry, Coach. Go back to football and leave the senatoring to those who actually care about our country. And for heavens sake, reader, please remember to vote! Dee

p.s. I’ve never been in the military but later in my life I got to know two military families quite well. One an erudite officer from West Point, the other a decorated Navy Captain schooled at Annapolis. Both were well-versed in literature and every year there was a build-up to the Army-Navy Game, which called for a wager, a bottle of $6 Meridien wine, presented publicly to the winner by the loser with an oration and a funereal bow gracing the bottle. Serious business, serious people, even well into their seventies. The Navy Captain married my husband and I, nearly 21 years ago. Neither man was what “Coach” would call “woke.”

Freedom, Democracy…

and … Messaging? They just don’t get it. The Republican Party lost big-time in Tuesday’s off-year elections. Their response? We have to change “messaging” on abortion. That’s not it, babe. You’ve got it all wrong.

The so-called party of freedom is no more. In 1973, I “became a woman” physically (not emotionally) able to bear children. That’s the year Roe was decided by SCOTUS. In 1974, Congress passed a law stating that a woman no longer needed her husband’s signature of approval to open a bank account. Think about that.

As a teenager learning about politics I found it strange that the Republicans wanted lower taxes with balanced budgets (stick it to the disenfranchised), less government (but when in power wanted more money and more government) and yet always had a strange, prurient interest in legislating what was going on in people’s bedrooms. I thought that odd then, and now.

It’s 2023 and we still have a “pro-life” movement that is nothing of the sort. It’s always been for guns and the death penalty, which are certainly not pro-life. Since Roe was struck down by SCOTUS last year, they’ve shown nothing but disdain for mothers, infants and children. They’re for fetuses, hurrah! But heaven forbid that a baby comes into this world. They’re against any help for poor women, don’t care if the kids have food, a home or a chance at a good education, and voted against the Child Tax Credit. So there is no pro-life in the anti-abortion movement.

Regarding education, I always thought our lofty goal of public education was to provide a child the basics and the wherewithal to reason for themselves. Banning books doesn’t accomplish this goal. We brought Black people here and kept them against their will. Their existence in the USA and the fact that we made them slaves and then 3/5ths of a person is something that we must deal with. Civil and human rights laws must be on the books and enforced, especially voting rights because that’s the best way to achieve lasting, positive change.

With LGBTQ I’ve news for you. Gay people have existed since time immemorial. Shocking, I know. Don’t like gay people? Fine. Don’t want to be around them? You can choose not to be. But it’s really none of your business what they do behind closed doors. I know many gays and lesbians and my life would be much less fulfilling if I hadn’t gotten to know and appreciate them for everything they are.

When Roe was decided, right-to-lifers were giddy with success. They caught the car, now they’re going to … do what with it? Immediately they over-reached. Let’s put bounties on pregnant women and tell on them for seeking an abortion! Let’s violate interstate commerce laws and nab them crossing state lines! Let’s make pregnant women come this close to death with a dead fetus inside and threaten their doctors with jail for helping them! Yeah, all great ideas. Very Christian.

Now the people, women and men, are deciding that they want the freedom to control their own bodies and lives. Becoming pregnant is the most personal thing in one’s life. There’s a reason “womenfolk” have been left with pregnancy decisions for millennia. Nature doesn’t allow a pregnancy in certain conditions, such as famine. Certain fetuses are abnormal and cannot, for whatever reason, survive within or outside of the womb. That decision is up to a woman perhaps in consultation with her family, religious advisor, and doctor.

It wasn’t enough for the right-to-lifers to get abortion relegated to the states. They want a national ban and have tried to hoodwink voters in states where voters want a referendum to authorize abortion by law and/or constitutional amendment. Over-reach again. Let’s not let them have a referendum! Let’s have an election to change the rules for referenda so they need 60% to pass an abortion law! Let’s re-name the referendum to confuse voters! Let’s purge the voter rolls right before the election in the parts of the state most likely to vote for the referendum! Great ideas, all. We won’t win any “good citizenship” awards but we’ll get what we want, by hook or by crook. We’ll force our views down their throats.

But they forget one thing. We’re not stupid. We voters don’t trust you anymore. You’re trying to get us to vote to take away, once again, a freedom we had for fifty years before SCOTUS removed it under a dubious ruling. And you’re saying you’ll give us six or fifteen weeks to make a decision, or no time at all because conception is life. And then you’ll go after our right to use contraception, or IVF. Adoption is great, just not to gay people. Heaven forbid an unwanted child find a loving gay family.

SCOTUS wants to revisit contraception, and in its current 6-3 iteration, can’t abide by gay marriage either. And when it comes to educating our children there’s now the specter of a new Trump U II, a free university paid for by funds stolen from America’s most prestigious private educational institutions. It would provide a conservative education (no doubt by the same bozos writing fake history for public schools in the South) to funnel grads into the federal govermnent so we’ll have MAGA automatons as the new “deep state.” Capital idea, Mr. Trump, as your first Trump U was such a success (a scam).

Changing the title of a bill or referendum to include the word “fetus” to “unborn child” will not trick voters into supporting a bill that takes away our rights. “Messaging” about the loss of rights does not change the fact that 85% of Americans want abortion to be legal and Americans are going to vote for representatives cognizant of their views.

You can’t whitewash history or hoodwink the voters into thinking your way when you’re so out of the mainstream on abortion, LGBTQ, guns and education that lying to voters and suppressing the vote is your only option. It’s pathetic, and we, the voters, will show you en masse that having a MAGA culture forced on all Americans is simply not the way we do business here in the US of A. The majority of American voters are not angry victims, and hate is not our stock in trade. If the courts and the legislatures stand in the way of 80-90% of the voters, we have no option but to vote our way out of this mess.

But bring it on. The more you over-reach, the easier it’ll be to get our nation back to democracy and on an even keel once again. Remember, never miss an Election Day! Register a friend and VOTE! Dee

Information

These days we do not suffer a lack of quantity of information, but of quality.

I learned to read in 1964, before the Internet and personal computers. We lived in a small village of 400 that was augmented every academic year by about 1,500 college students. The village had a small library that I loved, (the University library was much bigger) but it suffered from lack of breadth and depth for adults, and also little kids as they were not its focus.

We had ABC, NBC and CBS and sometimes on UHF we had PBS and if the wind was right, we could get a Canadian broadcast channel. My parents invested in a set of Encyclopedia Brittanica, a godsend because I was able to look up historical events et al to enhance my schooling. Let’s say that I was always in search of additional information.

Move to college graduation and my first real job, working as a policy analyst in the areas of insurance, commerce, and governmental operations. I was wet behind the ears and thrown into the deep end at age 21 and I loved every minute. Analyzing and writing laws that affected millions of people. Wow!

We didn’t have the political silos then that we have today. Every day I purchased the local newspaper, plus the New York Times for global coverage and, on Wednesdays, the Village Voice for political information in New York City. I needed all three, plus numerous educational journals and industry publications. Plus scuttlebutt, of course, which usually was political in nature.

My job was to sift through it and find out the truth and act on those beliefs in a way that helped the people of New York State. One busy day I got in really early, laid the newspapers on the floor beside my chair and got to work. My boss came in, early, and asked what I was doing. “Work,” I replied. He told me something I’ve never forgotten to this day, that reading the news was a part of my job and if I did not do so I’d be ill-informed and make bad decisions. So, I read the newspapers then got to work. OK.

Today with all the choices we have, I read as much as I can, mainly online, from many available sources. On television, I watch mainly mainstream news but check out Fox News every day to see what’s going on in that political mind-set. When I walk the dog, I walk the dog. I’m not on my phone at all but sometimes carry it with me in case of emergency, especially if it’s dark out. I wouldn’t know how to access the deep web and do not hold stock in conspiracy theories.

When I hear that young people get all their news from TikTok or Facebook, I don’t understand it. I could never consider myself well-informed if I relied on just one source of information. The first questions I ask are who is promoting this story (who owns this franchise) and what do they get from telling me this. If you can answer that, you can still glean the information but consider other sources before making a decision.

Banning books in school and telling children what to think is not a good road to a stable democratic republic, which we still have. If we give children access to age-appropriate materials and teach them English, Math, History, Science and encourage them to also learn on their own, we may be pleasantly surprised at the well-rounded adults we have raised.

I had a boyfriend once who, when we went to Mass together, insisted on sitting on the right side (as one enters the church from the rear) so that the world would know he is conservative. My response? What if God is up front and thinks you’re sitting on the left? He didn’t like that much. He also told me if we married, it would be OK for me to work for “pin money.” I asked what he would do if I made more money than he. Out of the question!

Years later, after I broke it off, I was in his hometown for business and we went to dinner (he wanted to tell me of his engagement, a sweet thing to do). After dinner we stopped for a drink at my hotel and I took pleasure in introducing him to my assistant, a MAN! Boy, was he glad we didn’t marry! But I got information from all sources, and the end result is that any marriage to that particular gentleman would have been a disaster for both of us. It’s good to know he’s still married and has grown kids. And he’s probably, no definitely, in the Trump camp. What a world we live in. Cheers! Dee

Un Amuse Bouche

Like, a small, fun appetizer to whet your appetite for the meal, or repas en Français.

Luck o’ the Irish?

Perhaps not. Today, the new House Speaker vowed to slash Medicare and Social Security. Guess what today is? My 65th birthday, the very day that I am eligible to reap the benefits I’ve paid for so dearly. The Republican solution to any issue that involves helping people is to reduce or eliminate benefits because they won’t fix the problem with any other tax solution.

Conservative Tax Solutions

I can understand wanting to help rich people even more, as the new House Speaker wants to do. But why not a new tax break or enhancing a current one? First of all, attaching foreign emergency aid to domestic spending cuts is a no-no for a reason. Second, the savings are illusory, actually adding up to $28 billion to the deficit. Third and most important, he’s sending a message that it’s good for rich Americans to cheat on their taxes. Let the IRS keep getting $199 here and there from single moms working three jobs who make an error on their earned income tax credit. Yeah, that sounds fair.

Whenever Congress makes the tax code more complicated, really smart tax attorneys get to work, as they should, finding loopholes for their rich clients. It’s gotten to the point that the IRS doesn’t have the time or internal structure to spend years concentrating on billionaires who cheat the government. It was high time to anticipate turnover and bring in new talent, eliminate backlogs and phone wait times for simple questions. That funding was needed by the very entity that raises the funds for which Congress determines spending priorities and limits. And conservatives want to encourage cheating by the wealthiest Americans. My opinion is that if the poor gal down the street is filing her 1040-EZ by the rules, so should they.

Wintry Menus

The weather here is crazy, today it just got sunny at a little after eight in the morning and it’ll be sixty degrees this afternoon. That after a lot of rain and some cold weather. Tomato plants and herbs are in the living room sun right now, just starting to really produce.

There was a Fall party last Friday featuring chili so I made some cornbread to go-along. I had a package of Jif in the pantry so baked that in a 9″ skillet. Skillet was too big so it was a large hockey puck. Embarrassed, I made a basic cornbread recipe from scratch, substituting medium grain cornmeal for some bite and a corner taste. Now that I baked in an 8″ square Pyrex pan and it turned out moist and perfect. The little kids who weren’t partaking of the chili got squares of my cornbread instead and were happy. Sad to say there was no comparison, Jif. There’s just something about that 5 Tbsp. of melted butter…

Hope you like the snippets. I forgot some from over the weekend but will come up with some more, if you like. Cheers! Dee

The Right Side of History

What do we know? And what can we do about it. Since 2015 we’ve heard louder and louder voices, new names to us regular Americans, like Trump, Gaetz, Taylor-Greene and Boebert shouting hateful rhetoric from the rooftops and basically threatening anyone who’s not, well, them.

Now the House Republicans are getting smarter, and scarier, as they’ve just elected An Architect Of. In this instance, it happens to be a lawyer who architected a quasi-legal means to allow Congress to keep Donald Trump president even though he had lost the “most secure” election in history as stated by his top legal advisor (Bill Barr, Attorney General who quit) and top cybersecurity guy (Chris Krebs, who Trump immediately fired).

If you want to know the world view of our latest Speaker of the United States House of Representatives, “grab a bible.” Routine mass shootings? Don’t legislate, pray. Guns the problem? No, it’s people’s hearts. Social Security getting low on funds? Force women to have babies against their will to provide an economic safety net.

Speaker Mike Johnson is Jim Jordan with a brain, a suit jacket and spectacles. The game’s the same, and the ante’s been upped. Perhaps the Crazy Eight will toss him to the curb in a month, after he signs on to a clean CR to fund the government until 2024, simply because they can’t understand him.

I believe that the puritans who fled England to found the US of A came in part for religious freedom. I believe that the separation of Church and State was intended to keep the Church out of State business and to prohibit the State from demanding that all Americans be of the same Christian faith or denomination. Speaker Johnson believes that the Church is all-encompassing and rules our State.

Overall, it appears as if the House has signed on to an effort to install an autocratic presidency with a thin shiny veneer of faux Christian theocracy as the icing on the cake, or the cake itself according to Johnson.

“MAGA is ascending.” said Florida’s own Nostradamus, Matt Gaetz, last week. Dear Leader Trump may have sent his missive tanking non-election denier Emmer from the courtroom where he is trying to use his menacing presence to cow the judge into preserving his NYC real estate fiefdom. Three of Trump’s co-conspirators pleaded guilty of helping him overturn the presidential election, and will testify to that effect. And his head staffer, Mark Meadows has received immunity for his testimony, and he knows everything. Ascending? I beg to differ, Mr. Gaetz.

I’ll become a pensioner next week so I’ll pretend to be one now and say that if I were on a fixed income and sent numerous small checks to Trump’s Stop the Steal campaign that raised $250 million after the 2020 election, I’d be gathering up my AARP buddies right about now and filing a class action suit to get my money back, plus punitive damages for his thinking that I’m stupid and thus worth defrauding.

Some of these trials will be televised, and conservative news media can only mess with that so much (sorry, AI). Their viewers are going to find out that they were used, all this time, as rubes in the grand GOP grift scheme, the greatest Big Lie of all time.

The GOP no longer wants to govern. That’s our money at work, all so they can fund raise off of lies and see how many hits they get on social media. They’ve forgotten the oath they took to the Constitution, and their promise to represent us, the people.

Lies have consequences, and The Big Lie will have many. The wheels of justice turn slowly, but if they’re allowed to do what the Constitution planned, they do mete out justice in the end. Sadly, we’re all in the belly of the beast right now. Battle stations! I mean pen and paper, brains and wit, a show of strength to demonstrate that the middle will hold and we’ll still have a democracy after 2024. History will prove us, and our Constitutional democracy, right. Chin up, folks. Dee

Nudge Nudge, Wink Wink

Say no more… and I love Monty Python. That attitude is questionable, however.

Last year, I was astounded by the calmness and certitude of a young woman testifying before the January 6th Committee of the U.S. House of Representatives. I noticed that she was so young to be in a position that entailed daily interactions with POTUS and her boss, his chief of staff. Quite a heady atmosphere for a young person. And her coolness under pressure, on national television, was remarkable.

Now, Cassidy Hutchinson has a book out and one story hit home for me. You see, I was her age and a policy analyst for the Speaker of the Assembly in a large state. Small fish, not the White House but an intense political atmosphere as well. Lots of work to be done by us young, underpaid college grads and lots of big political egos to deal with.

I was young, single and cute, and while I was not propositioned every day, it happened often during legislative session. Heard two of the worst lines ever in my life from those days. Should I tell you? Perhaps, as their granddaughters might now be reading this. My response depended on the person, but if I knew a bit about him, a standard one was a question about one of his kids. “Did your daughter get into the art program at Pratt?” With that, they were taken aback a bit, realizing that I was only a few years older than their kid and wouldn’t it be creepy if an old guy hit on her.

Let it be said that two generations ago, no-one had the temerity to touch me outright. I was shocked and very disturbed to hear Cassidy Hutchinson recall Rudy Giuliani groping her backstage on January 6 while POTUS spoke and John Eastman leered nearby. Gross!

When this happened to me in the early 1980’s more women were getting elected to office and there were more women joining the professional staffs. Young women, like me, who were smart and eager to learn, tackle difficult subject matter and work long hours with low pay. It breaks my heart to see that the sexism is not only still there, it’s gotten worse.

Political workplaces are especially charged, I believe, because of the incredible egos involved with elected officials, and the fact that they’re away from home a lot. There was a phrase they used back then (still?) that meant whatever happened in Vegas… you get it. I applaud Ms. Hutchinson for speaking up on this issue, that will hopefully open the doors for others to do so as well.

OK, you’ve read this far. Here goes. I was alone in the elevator with an assemblyman, a freshman. I was wearing a blouse and a beautiful knee-length Scottish kilt, pin and all. He intimated that if I were wearing knee socks instead of tights, he’d have me right then and there. Elevator doors opened and I got out, and that was that. Never happened again as he ended up on the committee I staffed, we saw each other at meetings and the other committee members respected me and my work.

Ah, the pièce de résistance. My assigned counsel, after haranguing me for months to go to dinner with him to get to know each other better, I acquiesced and made sure that my roommate and several other colleagues would be at the local eatery I chose. They weren’t. He drove me home and asked to come up. No, I said. He replied “You’re an attractive woman. I’m a man. We both have needs.” I was on my way to the front door laughing so hard under my breath I almost wet my pants.

The next morning I was in the Speaker’s offices for some reason. His counsel called me into his office and told me to shut the door. OMG what did I do? Am I in trouble? He said “tell me everything.” “What? What did I do?” Tell me everything that happened last night. Turns out he shared a house with the two lawyers who were at my apartment with my roommate waiting for me to get home, and I told them the story. The Speaker’s counsel nearly fell off his chair laughing. My counsel never hit on me again.

Was it worth reading now? Gals, know as much as you can about the guys you work with, especially if you’re in politics. Sometimes a well-timed remark can save you. Be careful out there! Dee

L’État, C’est Moi

Yes, you’ve heard it. It’s when the King thinks his country is all about him, instead of him being for his country. Our own president, JFK, said the reverse of that in 1960 when he reminded us to ask what we could do for our country. Not for him, per se, for our country.

It should be a big red flag when potential leaders demonstrate that they’re only running for the power and once they get it, they’ll restructure the country so they can stay and impose their will on all. That’s not how democracies work. But just look at Viktor Orban in Hungary, Benjamin Netanyahu of Israel, Donald Trump right here at home. Orban has, and the other two are trying to take control of the military and justice systems, and the press, to wield power for its own sake.

For years I was a consultant to non-profit organizations. Sometimes they needed me for positive growth, mostly I was there because they had a problem. When that was the case I reached back to their organizational documents, their mission and, if they had one, their vision. Sometimes that required an all-out corporate retreat to determine the root cause of the problem.

I had already identified the problem, and sometimes a few staff and trustees could put their finger on it, but many didn’t know it or couldn’t face it. Getting it out in the open usually set things to right quickly. Why are we here? Are we fulfilling our mission? How can we grow, and do things better?

Sometimes the focus had shifted and they had to get back to their origins, or a certain faction had taken hold and it was distracting from the main purpose. Sometimes it was a personal matter between staff leadership. Sometimes it was wise to revisit the mission. During my tenure a mission was never changed, but visions were. For example, a theater company finds that it’s spending more time on youth activities or wants to focus on fostering new playwrights. Change the vision. As long as it gets majority support, that’s what their vision or portion thereof will be in the future and those who stay will be happy.

When it comes to politics in the good ol’ US of A, we’re in a predicament right now. I believe that the majority of Americans are in the middle and support our Constitution and the right to vote for our elected representatives. Americans have made their preferences clear on hot-button issues such as gun control, abortion and same-sex marriage, it’s just that some representatives aren’t representing us, they’re representing themselves. Some legislators think they’re not here to fix our kitchen table issues and would rather preen for TV news or hits on social media to garner small donations, than do the peoples’ work.

When George Washington was made President, it was said that we have a republic (not a kingdom), if we can keep it. It’s up to us to keep it. It’s time for us to read our well-weathered copy of the Constitution and discuss it at dinner with our kids. Then we have to do the right thing, even if it means leaving our comfortable political silos to do so.

The majority party of the House of Representatives knows what is the right to do, they just choose not to do it out of fear of their voters and of Donald Trump. If they do the right thing they could be heroes, and still may lose their seats in Congress. Small price to pay for our democracy. Plus, those powerful people always land on their feet at a law firm or think tank. They’ll make more money, too. Write a book about how ten (18, 27, whatever) Representatives saved America! Make it a coffee table book and it’ll make a great gift.

They could go out on the road. Years ago, 1984 in fact (after the book of the same name) a trio of us tried to protect the privacy of the people of one state in banking, insurance, cable tv (my area, where “interactive” was expected any day with the power to collect data) and healthcare. We were called The P-Team, for Privacy. All they need is a nifty name and they’ll be on the speaking circuit for years. Ka Ching!

I don’t want to go backwards to the 40’s and 50’s. I want to move forward using our originating documents as a source of strength and fluidity. We can do it if we all work together. Dee