The curious case of the penitent president. II

Obama's other little signal to the beleaguered but believing left came in an earlier, and more famous Times article, this one by Scott Shane and Jo Becker, portraying the president as he agonizes over his "nominations" to the Kill List of people to be drone-bombed in Afghanistan, Yemen, and Somalia.

Because he doesn't just kill people, we learned*; he has a very thorough and responsible procedure for making sure he only kills the right people. It's not quite due process the way we studied it in middle school, where they never mentioned this extrajudicial type of due process, but it's extremely due, so to speak. He studies their portraits and biographies, flanked by
"I'll be judge, I'll be jury," said cunning old Fury...
his counterterrorism adviser, John O. Brennan, who is variously compared by colleagues to a dogged police detective, tracking terrorists from his cavelike office in the White House basement, or a priest whose blessing has become indispensable to Mr. Obama, echoing the president’s attempt to apply the “just war” theories of Christian philosophers to a brutal modern conflict. [jump]
 *It's the CIA in Pakistan that does that, not to mention going after those who try to rescue the victims, or march in their funerals. Whatever you say about the president, he clearly does a better job in his three countries than they do in their one.

I especially like the picture of the two of them being conscious of the wisdom of Augustine and Aquinas as they make their Tough Decisions; it's not ROFLMAO funny like the image of Kissinger and drunk Nixon kneeling together in prayer,** but has something in common with it, and it's not just funny but—I don't know, winsome, because I think he's sincerely trying, by these outlandish means, to do the right thing.

And it's that that I'm talking about when I say he is sending a signal to us disgruntled would-be supporters, and I'm not entirely kidding. When we started hearing, ten or eleven years ago, about unlawful combatants, and how the president was responsible for deciding whether they were guilty or not, and the president was George W. Bush, we were not encouraged, and with good reason, since in the first place he was not going to look at anybody's file anyhow—too much reading—and in the second place he wouldn't know if anybody else had looked at it either, which they hadn't, and so Bagram and Guantánamo and Abu Ghraib got largely filled with the victims of bounty hunters and quarrelsome in-laws. Whereas with Obama, as we are reminded, you can expect him at least to take the job seriously.

So, is he doing the right thing?

**"There ensued a bizarre incident that tied together the sentimentality and principle of Nixon, the comradeliness and vanity of Kissinger and the unbearable strain of the occasion [the night before Nixon's resignation]. As Nixon walked with Kissinger past the Lincoln Bedroom, he revealed that every night, he uttered a silent prayer, kneeling, in that room. He realized that they were of different religions and that neither of them was ostentatiously religious, but he thought that they were both, in their ways, believers, and asked Kissinger to join him in a silent prayer. The secretary of state did so, but was unable to recall in his memoirs whether he 'actually knelt.'" 
—From The Invincible Quest: The Life of Richard Milhous Nixon*** by Conrad Black, 2007.
***—Hey, when is a quest invincible?
—I don't know, when?
—In mountain cwimbing—like, Quap, we'll never get aquoss this quest.
Pope Nixon the One. From Attaturk.

Undoubtedly Obama is responsible for killing people without due judicial process, but that's what they call war, and à la guerre comme à la guerre, you know. And maybe not actually a war, because the Global War on Terror has apparently been given a new though unlovely name by the Obama administration, the Overseas Contingency Operation, but nevertheless a situation where your armed forces do go around killing people, and the judiciary is never involved (the judiciary is involved, and the Geneva Conventions apply, when you capture them instead), and he is serving as the Commander in Chief of the US forces. Maybe we should call it OsCO, but Obama doesn't need to get a warrant for somebody to get killed. Indeed he doesn't have to play any part in the killing at all if he doesn't want to.

What is intuitively repulsive is the designation of the specific, named individual to be killed, at a time of the killer's choosing, from hundreds or thousands of miles away, with an instrument like a video game console.
The ROVER tactical hand-held receiver transmits information from the drone to soldiers in the field, to "improve their own situational awareness and reduce the risk of collateral damage or friendly fire". Photo (and text) by David Cenciotti for TechNews Daily.
Controlling a Predator A+ in Afghanistan from a station at Amendola AFB in Puglia, Italy. It takes five, and you wonder if it's something like a bunraku puppet. Photo by David Cenciotti.
War as it has been fought for the last 10,000 years or so is not meant to be like that. Indeed, that is why we tolerate war at all, because of the common understanding that the soldier's job isn't actually to kill anyone, merely to protect himself and his buddies from getting killed, to kill only as a tactic in accomplishing that main task. "I'm just doing a job," as our guys always say, alienated as much as possible from the brutal facts.

And for a few centuries now, the armies have been large enough that he hardly has an opportunity to know who he's killing. If some good or wicked angel could have whispered into our fathers' and grandfathers' ears, "That Jerry is named Fritz Peitsch, he's a mechanical engineer, he likes Schubert, his girlfriend is pregnant," they never would have been able to pull the trigger.

But that's all a lie, you know. Everybody that gets killed really is Fritz or somebody enough like him. The people doing the bad things that bring the war about aren't particularly on the battlefield: they're in the back signing papers and shouting orders; the most active are far from your guns, off in the shtetl slaughtering Jews.

St. Augustine and St. Thomas laid down some rules for how to determine whether or not a war is "just", but I don't believe they ever discussed how to make a "good" war. Maybe that's because there isn't such a thing: there are times when we have to go to war, but it's always bad.

And maybe Obama the pragmatist, impatient as he is with some of the clichés of the modern age, like the distinction between Left and Right, has grasped this, and maybe that's why he's chosen this route to ending our OsCO, by killing the smallest number of people that would be effective—because a pragmatist is really just a utilitarian with a slightly Greek pedigree—targeted assassinations to limit the deaths on their side, and the Predators to limit them on ours.

I've never really thought of this before—I always thought of targeted assassinations as an Israeli strategy for appeasing the voters and enraging but at the same time terrifying the enemy, thus generally perpetuating the war at low cost—but it could be a way of ending a war as well. Imagine you have a choice: kill a hundred thousand Wehrmacht kids or kill Hitler; easy decision!****

And I don't really suppose Obama has thought it through in these terms either, but that's effectively what he's doing with these murders—and he's owning them too, when he looks at those pictures, with the theology of it in the background, consciously taking that karma on board, which is a pretty brave thing for a Christian to do, in its own way.

****Of course the CIA is not allowed to assassinate Hitler now, and with pretty good reason. But it's not by law, it's by the directive of President Ford, and it only applies to "leaders".
Bunraku, from the website of the Jica Alumni Association of Jordan. Uncredited picture.
By the way, I haven't asked the usual question of what happens when President Romney (or whoever) gets hold of this new power, and do you think he'll handle it so thoughtfully? St. Augustine and all?

That's by virtue of this unconventional analysis: I don't have to think of it as a power, but as a new responsibility, with a cumbersome routine attached to it that reminds you every time that you're killing somebody, but without getting any of the pleasure traditionally attached thereto. I don't think there's going to be a President Romney, but if there were he'd stay the hell away from this.

Cheap shots and chasers 6/29

Slow burner
Have you ever read something extremely difficult—a paragraph, say, by Emanuel Kant—parsed it, and reread it until suddenly you had a clear idea what it meant? And then five minutes later you'd lost it?

Something like that seems to have happened to Representative Darryl Issa at a Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms briefing in April 2010, when the Bureau's Fast and Furious program for tracing the paths of the illegal gun trade to Mexico was thoroughly explained. A few months afterwards he started asking questions about it, and he's never stopped since.
At the briefing last year, bureau officials laid out for Issa and other members of Congress from both parties details of several ATF investigations, including Fast and Furious, the sources said. For that program, the briefing covered how many guns had been bought by “straw purchasers,’’ the types of guns and how much money had been spent, said one source, who spoke on the condition of anonymity because the briefing was not public.
“All of the things [Issa] has been screaming about, he was briefed on,’’ said one source familiar with the session.
He must have had one of those moments at the briefing where he understood something for once, and he's been trying to recapture it ever since. That's why he can't explain to anybody what crime it is he thinks somebody committed—he hasn't got any idea. (h/t YAFB at Rumproast)

This chart is from Down with Tyranny—I don't know who's responsible for it.
I'm embarrassed to say that it's totally false; Romney never outsourced any American jobs overseas, he only offshored them. It's really important to keep this clear, because it makes such a difference to the out-of-work Americans themselves to know they've been offshored but not outsourced. Doesn't it?

Speaking of the privileged
If you're too frivolous to read Emptywheel, you probably missed this rap video by Pakistani comedian Ali Gul Pir about the life of the "feudal's son". English titles (if you don't see them you should hit "CC" at the bottom of the screen).

Where is thy sting?
From Fortune Magazine's wonderful exposé of the ATF's Fast & Furious "scandal"
New facts are still coming to light—and will likely continue to do so with the Justice Department inspector general's report expected in coming months. Among the discoveries: Fast and Furious' top suspects—Sinaloa Cartel operatives and Mexican nationals who were providing the money, ordering the guns, and directing the recruitment of the straw purchasers—turned out to be FBI informants who were receiving money from the bureau. That came as news to the ATF agents in Group VII. 
And these good folks aren't just complaining about the Affordable Care Act and socialist takeover and pernicious anticolonialism and all, they're doing something about it. They have such a surprise coming! (h/t Attaturk)
The sacred facepalm. Artist unknown.

A moment of Burkean minimalism and self-control

I have half a mind to congratulate myself—some friends say that's all the mind I have for any purpose whatever—on Monday's post where I called the Roberts ruling on the PPACA. But it will make me prouder if I handle this with Burkean minimalism and self-control, listening to what others have to say.

Here, incidentally, is some minimalist language from Edmund Burke, on the subject of the ex-Governor General of India, Warren Hastings, whose impeachment Burke was leading in the Commons: he
called Hastings the 'captain-general of iniquity'; who never dined without 'creating a famine'; his heart was 'gangrened to the core' and he resembled both a 'spider of Hell' and a 'ravenous vulture devouring the carcases of the dead'.
Shrill!
James Nixon (1741-1812), The trial of Warren Hastings. From 1st Art Gallery.

David Brooks:
Granted, he had to imagine a law slightly different than the one that was passed in order to get the result he wanted, but Roberts’s decision still represents a moment of Burkean minimalism and self-control.... [jump]
Roberts redefined the commerce clause in a way that limits the power of Washington. Congress is now going to have to be very careful when it tries to use the tax code and other measures to delve into areas that have, until now, been beyond its domain.
Don't know what that first sentence means, but I'm in love with it all the same. Is he saying that Roberts ruled on an imaginary law of his own devising rather than the one he assigned himself? How would that work exactly? Is there textual evidence in the ruling? Or are the two laws exactly alike, the only difference being that Roberts wrote one of them instead of Congress, like Pierre Menard writing Don Quixote...

Or does Brooks mean to suggest that the Chief Justice, wishing for his own minimalist and self-controlled ends to let the ACA stand, sort of pretended to find it constitutional (tax) when it really in some way wasn't (Commerce Clause)? The secret aim being actually to get rid of the traditional use of the Commerce Clause to justify whatever the Congress can rouse itself to do in the way of promoting the general welfare?

Afterthoughts: You might say there is some textual evidence. The Chief Justice "imagining" the law is from Justice Kennedy's dissent, which really does accuse Roberts of "rewriting" it, and the rewriting consisted of referring to the fine to be paid by persons who fail to buy insurance as a tax:
“In a few cases, this Court has held that a ‘tax’ imposed upon private conduct was so onerous as to be in effect a penalty,” the dissent reads. “But we have never held—never—that a penalty imposed for violation of the law was so trivial as to be in effect a tax. We have never held that any exaction imposed for violation of the law is an exercise of Congress’ taxing power — even when the statute calls it a tax, much less when (as here) the statute repeatedly calls it a penalty.” (Politico)
I have a feeling, incidentally, that Kennedy probably is one of those unlucky people with a genetically transmitted inability to enjoy the taste of broccoli. Scalia just jokes about it in his careless way, but Kennedy believes him, shudders, and can't bring himself to vote with the majority.
Anthony Kennedy's nightmare. From Thefamilyghost14.
Some Republicans love calling it a tax, of course, because then they can go on saying that proves Florida Governor Rick Scott was correct in calling the ACA the "biggest tax increase ever in American history", only it isn't:
But it is not a massive tax hike on the middle class, much less the biggest tax hike in American history. The tax imposed by the individual mandate amounts to either $695 or 2.5 percent of household income for those who don’t have insurance and are not exempt based on income levels. By comparison, the payroll tax cut extension Republicans repeatedly blocked earlier this year would have added 3.1 percentage points to the tax and cost the average family $1,500 a year.
The mandate, meanwhile, would hit a small amount of Americans — somewhere between 2 and 5 percent — according to a study from the Urban Institute.
Tim Egan:
Jeers to Mitt Romney! As the presumptive Republican nominee for president, he stood in front of the Capitol just after the Supreme Court ruling on Thursday and promised to fight in the coming campaign against one big idea — his own. Now Romney has no choice but to run against himself.
There's an idea for Willard—a kind of forlorn hope strategy. Given that nobody likes him, what better way to attack Obama than as a Romney clone? "Ladies and gentlemen, he's only an imitation—a pale imitation—of me, with his stupid health care bill and his stupid idea of bailing out General Motors. There's not a dime's worth of difference between the two of us, except—except I'm willing to change! Think about it; vote for him, and you're stuck with me. Vote for me, and who knows what you get?"

Weekend recaps

So I have a weekend recap...from the last two weekends. So much stuff happened last week, I never got around to it. 


Last weekend was a nice, relaxing one- though it was the 4th weekend in a row I wasn't at home (so many damn wedding!). I actually headed up to the Findlay/Toledo/Maumee river area with a friend whose wedding I am in in December. Myself, along with her two cousins, are bridesmaids in her weddings. So we all headed to Toledo to figure out the bridesmaid dress situation. A trip to David's Bridal, Macy's and a small boutique were all relatively painless...though the $175 out the door wasn't super awesome. Especially when they advised me to order a dress that was too big for me. So still debating changing my dress size...which I can still do until her 4th bridesmaid orders  her dress...decisions decisions.


In addition to the dress shopping, we hung out at the Maumee river where they have an awesome campsite area- camper, speed boat- pure gloriousness on a hot weekend. Campfires, beers, boat rides, swimming and general relaxing.


This past weekend was another relaxing one. I took Friday off and Doug and I had an amazing date day with a trip to the zoo. Neither of us have been to the Cleveland zoo in a realllly long time, so it was fun to wander around for a few hours. Though it was hot and sunny so most of the animals were snoozing in the shade. After the zoo- we headed to the mall to figure out my wedding band situation (and apparently getting my engagement ring fixed).


Saturday was a pool day with a bunch of friends in Lakewood, as well as my cousin/MOH who came up for the day. It's always fabulous to hang out with them, especially with glorious views of Lake Erie. The pool day was followed up with dinner, drinks and cards on the patio at my brothers.


Sunday was yet another pool day- but this one with my niece. And damn, that girl loves the water. She was launching herself into the water- whether or not it was too deep. There was a little slide that came out the mouth of a whale- she probably went down in 25 times. LOVED it.


Annnd back to work today was unpleasant. Monday's are never fun. Especially when this is the first full week I've had in 4 weeks. Ready for July 4th already! 

Supremely affordable

Update
Night vision golf. From Incredible Things.
Everybody has to submit a take on the Supreme Court this week and what they're going to do with the Affordable Care Act. One reason for optimism might take a back road, as follows:

We don't know that the Court does everything the Republican Party wants; what we know is that it does everything Big Business wants, by and large, which is not the same thing (Republicans only really care about the bond market and other such bloodsuckers). There are a lot of businesses that have figured out how to do reasonably well or much better with the new law, such as doctors, biotech firms, drug companies, medical schools and teaching hospitals, and many more. It is not in their interest to see the ACA repealed, and John Roberts and Anthony Kennedy may well have heard about this. They play golf, don't they?
Update Monday evening:
With the Court's ruling on Arizona's immigration law out, I just want to brag a little on how it goes along with the above argument. Business, properly speaking, has nothing against illegal immigration, you know: it's a source of cheap labor and growing markets.

Republicans are against illegal immigration because they are tied to this crowd of nativist yahoos that vote for them—if only millionaires voted Republican, they wouldn't be able to win an election even in Scarsdale, so they have to give on these issues that they don't actually care about at all, like abortion and guns, and they have to at least pretend they care about the dusky hordes invading the homeland to speak their foreign languages right in our faces.

But the Supreme Court doesn't need anybody's votes; they are free to represent the millionaires in a more simple and direct way. So they voided all the anti-business provisions of the Arizona law, leaving nearly intact, however, the provision allowing the police to harass anybody that looks like he might not have a birth certificate, because what's life if a cop can't even harass anybody?

And then when business and Republican interests are in accord, as in the case of the Montana corporate campaign contributions law, the Court's task is easy.

So will the same logic work with the ACA? We'll see.

Update 6/28
I hate to say I told you so. Told you so!

The curious case of the penitent president. I

I have the funniest feeling President Obama has suddenly remembered us—the loyal imposition, you know, who don't have any objection to a bit of socialism, or to Reverend Wright and Bill Ayres (in his post-terrorist aspect), or to spending a few years per century without a war being on—and is sending us faint signals from his Fortress of Solitude, if we listen carefully.
Playground superhero. From Whiskywords.
One of these was last Wednesday's Times article (by Scott Shane and Charlie Savage) trying to explain how the Obama administration found itself prosecuting six different cases of leaks under the Espionage Act, which, as you've heard, is twice as many as the number of prosecutions under all previous US presidents put together. In the first place Obama is said to have had nothing to do with it: [jump]

Like most presidents, Mr. Obama has been infuriated by some leaks, but aides say he never ordered investigations. Current and former officials said Mr. Obama and Mr. Holder, who are social friends, have avoided discussing investigations and prosecutions to avoid any appearance of improper White House influence, a charge Democrats lodged against the Bush administration.
And then it's not as if it was the outcome of some kind of concerted plan to discourage whistleblowing; it seems that it's just a big coincidence, or series of coincidences.
  1. Shamai Leibowitz was working as a Hebrew translator for the FBI in early 2009 when he was assigned a stack of transcripts of phone calls from the Israeli embassy in Washington, which the Bureau had tapped, and sent them to the blogger Richard Silverstein, at Truthout. Silverstein says he was interested in the documents because of the way they revealed Israeli attempts to poison the discussion of Iran in the US; Leibowitz says, at least now, that what concerned him was that the documents "showed the FBI is committing illegal and unconstitutional acts." Like tapping diplomatic telephones? Like Israel doesn't do that to the US? Frankly, I like Silverstein's story better. In any case, Leibowitz was busted, pleaded guilty, and served his time—as you can see from the last link above, he's very recently resumed his blog, too, though only for the one post.
  2. Stephen Jin-woo Kim is a Senior Analyst at the Office of National Security at Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory, where he worked on North Korea, and in June 2009 he is alleged to have divulged some classified information to reporter James Rosen of Fox News. He actually contacted Rosen at the behest of the State Department, according to Scott Shane, but went too far, communicating a top secret report on how North Korea would react to a United Nations condemnation of its nuclear and missile testing programs with more tests. Then he is said to have made false statements about Rosen to the FBI, claiming that they had only met once when in fact they met several times. He has pleaded not guilty, and no trial date has been set.
  3. Thomas Drake was a Process Portfolio manager in the Directorate of Engineering at the National Security Agency in early 2006 when he began sending information to reporter Siobhan Gorman of the Baltimore Sun about cases of waste, fraud, and abuse at the NSA; he felt that the NSA was committing crimes directed against the American people, and that appeals to higher-ups at NSA, Department of Defense, and House and Senate intelligence committees had produced no results. Moreover, he was careful to give Gorman only unclassified information. Meanwhile, the FBI began investigating, raiding the homes of several of Drake's associates and eventually Drake's own, confiscating his papers, books, and computers. The case, the subject of a great story in the New Yorker by Jane Mayer, collapsed in June 2011 under the burden of its own idiocy, but only after having generally ruined Drake's life—he'd lost his job and life savings, and was said to be working in an Apple store (he has since started a consulting business, Knowpari Systems).
  4. Bradley Manning—well, you know all about Bradley Manning. He's been imprisoned since May 2010, under rather better conditions now than he was at first, and presumably his court-martial case will go to trial some day.
  5. Jeffrey Stirling is the music director of the St. Paul Civic Symphony. No, wait. Jeffrey Alexander Sterling was a CIA operative in New York City, where he was working at recruiting Iranian spooks, when he filed a complaint against the agency's management for racial discrimination (he's black), in April 2000. He couldn't come to terms with the agency on the complaint, and was terminated in 2002; he subsequently wrote his memoirs but couldn't get them through the CIA review process, and he sued the agency on the racial discrimination issue. The suit was dismissed in appeals court in 2005 with the explanation that "there is no way for Sterling to prove employment discrimination without exposing at least some classified details of the covert employment that gives context to his claim." He also exchanged numerous emails in 2002-04 with New York Times reporter James Risen which were intercepted by the FBI, in which he revealed national defense information which Risen subsequently used in his book State of War (2006), on the CIA's secret activities in Iran. He was finally arrested for this in January 2011, pleading not guilty. His lawyer complained that he hadn't yet been given clearance to discuss the case fully with his client.
  6. John Kiriakou came to the climax of his CIA career in Pakistan in 2002, when he was running counterterrorism operations there, personally leading raids on the homes of alleged Al-Qa'eda members, including one Abu Zubaydah,  a small-time employee who had been inflated in CIA eyes to number 3 in the organization (at least!). Kiriakou left the agency in 2004, and by 2007 was a minor celebrity of the Global War on Terrorism, regaling TV audiences with the tale of how he broke Zubaydah with a single experience of waterboarding (actually Zubaydah was waterboarded 83 times, and Kiriakou wasn't there, as he eventually acknowledged). Meanwhile, down in Guantánamo, in 2009, authorities learned that John Sifton, a private detective working for the ACLU, had been supplying defense lawyers with photo lineups including pictures of CIA officers and contractors, as a way of gathering evidence about whether they had been tortured. The lawyers didn't know which was which (that would have wrecked the lineup exercise), but Sifton did, and what the CIA wanted to know was how: the theory that eventually emerged was that he had gotten the names from a journalist, and the journalist had gotten them from Kiriakou. Kiriakou was indicted just this January, particularly on charges of disclosing the identity of covert CIA officers; he entered a plea of not guilty to all charges in April.
So: the Drake and Sterling cases, which are maybe the most egregiously awful, were inherited from the Albertito Gonzales DOJ and President Bush. Attorney General Holder could have quashed them, but as the Times coyly remarks,
Mr. Holder, a former career prosecutor, could have halted any of the cases. But to block a case after years of investigation might anger the prosecutors who are supposed to take it to trial. 
Gosh, no, you wouldn't want them to get angry, would you? (When US Attorneys get angry, they commonly turn green, swell to enormous proportions, and become unable to listen to reason; the Incredible Sulk.)  I bet Holder wishes he'd dropped the Drake case, though. He should drop Sterling, as well, while it's on his mind, because that is not going to end happily for the DOJ either, and the prosecutor will get mad anyway. The judge ruled last July that Risen does not have to identify any sources if he testifies in Sterling's case—he'd have gone to jail rather than do it anyway, of course—and I have a feeling they don't have much of a case. Indeed maybe it has quietly disappeared already:
The Justice Department is appealing several of the judge’s pretrial rulings about evidentiary issues, saying they effectively terminated the case.
I have an idea they're not going to get anywhere with Stephen Kim, for that matter. Prosecutors apparently tried for a plea bargain last August, but Kim turned them down. The contents of the supposedly leaked document sounds as vapid as if it had been plagiarized from Forbes magazine.
Photo by Gregg Segal, from Caroline on Crack.
Kiriakou, whose trial is scheduled to start in November, may be another story. As we used to say when the agent whose cover was blown was Valerie Plame, that's a very serious matter. Also one of the agents he is suspected of unveiling is Deuce Martinez, the one who used conventional "trust-building" interrogation after torture had failed. But the evidence for the Guantánamo scenario seems awfully vague, and other than that what he is mainly accused of is providing information to Scott Shane, in which he was very far from being alone, and misrepresenting his book manuscript (The Reluctant Spy: My Secret Life in the CIA's War on Terror, 2010) to the agency, which seems to be done by everyone.

Manning, I suppose, has to be convicted, assuming he is really the source of the two first huge Wikileaks—the Afghanistan helicopter video and the Iraq war documentation. He's a genuine hero, in my view, who must have been prepared for this. Anyway it's all military: he has nothing to do with DOJ and Eric Holder.

So it may be in the end that that sad and ambiguous little case of Shamai Leibowitz and the blogger is the only conviction Holder will get out of this four-year full-court press against leakers. Only, was it, as we've been thinking lately, really a full-court press? Or was it more, as today's article suggests, was it a more or less random collusion of events that somewhat resembled each other blowing in from the Bush administration, the defense department, and elsewhere?

Maybe it was! Because if they really wanted to mount a devastating campaign, you'd think they'd have waited until they had more promising material than this.
Super Screaming Poodle, by Saskia. From the I Need a Hero competition, State Library of Victoria, Melbourne, 2007.
To be continued...

He also surfs who only stands and waits

Shorter George Will:
When the Wilson brothers—Brian, Carl, Dennis, and James Q.—formed the Beach Boys in 1961, they represented exactly the same California spirit that made Ronald Reagan governor in 1967.
Didn't use to be that individualistic. Los Angeles beach, from UC Berkeley PlayGreen

Actually he doesn't say that James Q. Wilson belonged to the Beach Boys, but he doesn't deny it. And he doesn't mean to suggest that Californians were mentally ill when they voted for Reagan. He just quotes James Q. to the effect that the Californians of the time were totally alienated, every-man-is-an-island, Hobbesian atoms, but really really happy that way: Southern Californians had
“no identities except their personal identities, no obvious group affiliations to make possible any reference to them by collective nouns. I never heard the phrase ‘ethnic group’ until I was in graduate school....
“The Eastern lifestyle,” Wilson wrote, “produced a feeling of territory, the Western lifestyle a feeling of property... a very conventional and bourgeois sense of property and responsibility.”
I'd say it was that half the population was too stoned to vote—the half that had human connections, unfortunately—and I'd say that Brian would agree, at least if he could remember. And the Beach Boys had such a group affiliation that they were always referred to by a collective noun.

And I'll bet, moreover, that there were brown people within low-rider distance of whatever little-boxes suburb James Q. Wilson grew up in (he was from Denver, and went to college in Redlands, CA, to a Baptist school with compulsory religious services) that knew plenty about group identities, including the ethnic group James Q. himself belonged to (the ethnicity that dare not speak its name!).
Take that, Dr. Turk! Nobody disrespects the Beach Boys around me.

99 Day Panic

Yesterday, I posted about how excited I was that we were 100 days out from the wedding.

And today, we're in double digits. 99 days. And on 99 days, I had to hand over my engagement ring to the jeweler. Cue complete panic. 

Not only is it the ring that my wonderful fiance proposed to me with. It is a ring that my great grandfather purchased for my great grandmother in 1929. And I am no longer wearing it. 

We went to purchase my wedding band today- and bad blogger I am I didn't take a picture. Actually, I think  I was just super distracted by them saying they were taking my engagement ring. Anyway- we had been back to the same jewelry store about 12 times to try on different ones, and I kept coming back to the same one. 

From Kay Jewelers website
To remind you what goes in the middle of that, here is my engagement ring.
Sorry- not the best picture

I tried on a countless number of single wedding bands- and nothing worked. But from the instant I tried on this one, I just loved it!

But now I'm sporting this puppy...Thank you $8 ring from Dillard's to prevent me from a complete melt down everytime I realized my engagement ring isn't on.

July 10th can't come soon enough!

Cheap shots and chasers 6/22



Look out, Tom! It's another one! From the Portland Mercury.


Eat your heart out, Friedman—those benighted North Africans who will never amount to anything because of their uncreative classrooms and rote learning, unlike the Singaporeans and South Koreans with their uncreative classrooms and rote learning, are going to save the world from global warming.

The Tunisian company Saphon Energy is selling a new approach to wind power using an ancient technology, with a four-foot circular sail on the top of a pole where it captures the kinetic energy of the wind that sways it back and forth. It's noiseless, and harmless to birds. Read the whole story at TPM and check out the company's website.





Now that retired pitcher Roger Clemens has been found not guilty of lying to Congress about his alleged use of steroids and HGH in his second trial (the first trial fell apart when prosecutors showed the jury inadmissible evidence), I wanted to take another look at this map, unearthed by bmaz at emptywheel a little while back, illustrating the bases covered in the FBI/Department of Justice investigation of Clemens in the four years they worked on the case, giving you a powerful sense of what an enormous elephant they constructed to pick up this little pea. "Any more questions," bmaz asked plaintively at the time, "why DOJ cannot get around to prosecuting banksters?" And that was when it still seemed likely they might get a conviction!

Still and all, it goes to show you: The arcs of the Department of Justice bend toward the moral universe, but they're too damn long.

What a difference a day makes! Before the elections, Antonis Samaras of Greece's New Democracy Party was such a Gloomy Gus, and now?
“Samaras today is completely different than what he was two weeks ago,” [hard-right politician George] Kirtsos said. “Two weeks ago, he was very negative about cooperating with Pasok.”
You have to read the Times story pretty carefully to find out why, but it's there all the same:
Critics say that Mr. Samaras destabilized Greece with his insistence on calling elections to replace the government led by Lucas Papademos, the technocratic prime minister whose mandate was to sign Greece’s second loan agreement.
“He just wanted to be prime minister,” said Thanos Veremis, a political historian who said he voted for New Democracy as a last resort. “It was pure ambition, pure and simple. Even in this state of collapse, he wanted to be Nero, playing his harp.”
Yes: after the May elections nobody wanted to ask Samaras to be prime minister and he had a great big sad. So they had to have another election—that's €47.9 million, cheaper than the €70.4 million they spent in May, but still a good bit for a bankrupt treasury to shell out. But hey, Antonis feels better now, so it's worth it, right? Thugs.

Being not evil

Saw this at Raw Story and it made me all sorts of heartwarmed:
Google has set out to save the world’s dying languages. In an alliance with scholars and linguists, the Internet powerhouse on Wednesday introduced an Endangered Languages Project website where people can find, share, and store information about dialects in danger of disappearing.
“People can share their knowledge and research directly through the site and help keep the content up-to-date,” project managers Clara Rivera Rodriguez and Jason Rissman said in a Google blog post.
“A diverse group of collaborators have already begun to contribute content ranging from 18th-century manuscripts to modern teaching tools like video and audio language samples and knowledge-sharing articles.”

 The story on Google's own official blog has some great videos: here.

100 days

100 days to go.

Every bride gets there. And I think 100 days left requires a bit of a freak out in all of us. I'm feeling pretty good about things...but then I realize how little time 100 days really is and I panic. My panic has been to make lists. Obsessively make detailed, crazy lists. And add things to the list just so I can cross them off and feel better about myself.

This week alone though has been successful- ordered my fiance's wedding band, ordered champagne glasses and beads for our wedding favors, and worked with our designer (otherwise known as my sister-in-law's sister) on our invites.

Last night, we had my side of the family (mom, dad, brother, sister-in-law, niece, aunt and cousin who isn't really a cousin but close enough) over for dinner and to see the new place. It served as a nice little kick in the ass to clean the apartment. But it was also relaxing to just hang out with my family (though chasing my niece in circles and taking Xbox controllers away from her isn't the most relaxing). 

We also had plenty of wedding chat- my aunt is helping us get the wine, champagne and Great Lakes Beer. My dad is setting the menu for the rehearsal and reception. And my "cousin" is actually the son of the deacon who is marrying us.

But 100 days. Hard to believe we are this close...yet it still seems so far. I'm just so ready for it to be September 29th, and walking down the aisle to my future husband. 

Selective fail

Albertito Gonzales just crept out of the woodwork to warn us that our president might be in violation of the oath of office:
“To halt through executive order the deportation of some undocumented immigrants looks like a political calculation to win Hispanic votes,” Gonzales told the crowd at the Faith & Freedom Coalition conference in Washington, D.C. Saturday, “and subjects him to criticism that he is violating his oath of office by selectively failing to enforce the law.”
Image by Harpyen at DeviantArt.

Before you start throwing up in your mouth, just take a moment to remember that when the Bush administration started selectively failing to enforce the law they weren't doing it for aliens but for job creators
The federal government is moving to eliminate the jobs of nearly half of the lawyers at the Internal Revenue Service who audit tax returns of some of the wealthiest Americans, specifically those who are subject to gift and estate taxes when they transfer parts of their fortunes to their children and others.
The administration plans to cut the jobs of 157 of the agency’s 345 estate tax lawyers, plus 17 support personnel, in less than 70 days. Kevin Brown, an I.R.S. deputy commissioner, confirmed the cuts after The New York Times was given internal documents by people inside the I.R.S. who oppose them. (New York Times, July 23 2006)
—and not to win votes, that's for the little people, but to win campaign contributions.  (Check out what Jim Cook said at the time. And here's some more evidence.)

Not to be confused, of course, with when they were selectively breaking the law.


Last weekend recap

So I'm only slightly behind on the blogging front. While this past weekend was awesome, I figured I should probably update on the weekend before that first!

Two weekends ago, we headed to Columbus for wedding #2 (well technically 3...#2 together). This was the wedding of one of my good friends from college and apartment roommate for 2 years. Also- I lived in the same dorm as the bride and groom freshman year, when they first met and watched their relationship grow. Which only made the wedding that much more special.

Not only was the wedding venue INSANELY gorgeous (The Darby House), the couple had made the wedding so 100% completely them. Ok, let's be honest- it had the bride written ALL over it, and I loved every minute of it. The ceremony was gorgeous- not a dry eye in the house after those vows. The reception was a blast. And you can never go wrong with the entertainment of a photo booth with plenty of props!

husband and wife!!
So close to our big day :)
Just a few Bobcats hanging out
Congratulations Krysten and Lucas!!!

And it teaches them respect for authority, too

New York City schoolkids are not allowed to carry cell phones to school, by order of the Department of Education—on the grounds that they're a distraction in the classroom, and can be used to cheat or organize other kinds of evil behavior. If a student is caught on school grounds with a mobile phone it will be confiscated, returned only when a parent comes in and asks for it.
From Times of India.
It's not only the kids that don't accept this, it's the parents, for whom it is a safety issue. Now that the phones exist, we all want our children to have one with them at all times so they can call us if they need us and so we can call them if they don't. So they all do have them, naturally. In a well-run middle or high school, like the ones my kids went to, the principal just smiles and says, "If I don't see the phone, I can't confiscate it, can I?" And so everybody including the principal is living in happy defiance of Mayor Bloomberg and his very serious rules.

But this doesn't work for everybody, as the New York Post reported today:
The city’s ban on cellphones in schools is taking an amazing $4.2 million a year out of kids’ pockets, a Post analysis has found.
The students — who attend the nearly 90 high schools and middle schools with permanent metal detectors — pay $1 a day to store their phones either in stores or in trucks that park around the buildings.
The cottage industry has become so profitable, it rakes in $22,800 a day from some of the city’s poorest youngsters, whose families would rather shell out the money than risk their children’s safety.
If there's a metal detector, you see, the principal can't help; the kid gets caught right at the door. And why do some schools have metal detectors? That's because of a fear of weapons, in particular guns, which was certainly justified at one time not too long ago, and may still be. And which schools have them? You guessed it, the ones in the poorest neighborhoods—that's where a schoolchild might have a gun—and where just for that reason the kids need their phones the most.

So why can't the mayor and the chancellor just drop the rule, and let the kids drop the phones in the basket with their keys and coins before they go through the detector and then retrieve them afterwards? Now, thanks to the Post, we have an idea: it's part of the mayor's program for helping out business by bleeding the public's money.

Frankly I had no idea he was concerned with such small businesses. I mean, I'm used to him doing it with Snapple, or Princeton Review, but these little trucks? I guess it's just a case of no child's wallet left behind...
The Pure Loyalty truck outside Washington Irving High School. From Huffington Post's Alona Elkayam, according to whom this guy clears some $2500 a day.

Republics and democracies

Democracy is the Athenian way, right, where all the members of the population (δῆμος/dêmos) take part in the governance (κρατία/kratía) of the state, each watching out for their own particular interests no doubt; the republic is the Roman way, where the business (res) of the state is public (publica), common to everybody. A democracy is about people and what they do, a republic is about a thing and what it is.
From the documentary 1981: Un été en rose et noir by Virginie Linhart. Found at Telle est la Télé.
Or is this formulation polluted by an idea, bizarre and totally ahistorical, that American party names, Democrat and Republican, have a meaning? I'm thinking of today's parties, with the Democrats concerned with identity politics and conflict resolution, under the assumption that different people are going to want different things that must inevitably clash, and [jump]
the Republicans concerned with a mystical "what the American people want" (as Mitch McConnell always says—Google "McConnell" and "what the American people want" and you get over 11 million hits), totally different from what "the majority of the American people want" as you might determine it by polling or plebiscite;  rather, something like the desires of the Platonically Real American person in whose image True Americans are created (middle-aged white guys, armed and prayerful).

But then abstractly, Rousseau's republicanism, in which the state is the executor of a singular "general will", has a lot in common with that picture—the idea that it's a phenomenon on a different metaphysical plane from vulgar statistical reality. How do you know what the general will is? By looking into your heart, like Mitch McConnell? That is, I suppose, what Robespierre thought (Danton was a democrat), and that rascally Rousseauvian Thomas Jefferson, founder of America's first Republican Party.
Rue St-Blaise, Alençon, May 10 1981, celebrating the election. From Ouest-France.


Personally I dislike all kinds of Platonism, even from the lips of Rousseau and Jefferson. I'm willing to entertain the thought of the corporate entity as a superorganic Creature for science fiction purposes (i.e., as a metaphorical way of talking about human alienation), but not as a really Real thing, of more philosophical interest than the individuals who populate it. But last May, during the French presidential elections, I began thinking that there ought to be some use to the concept of a republic after all, and the news today of the legislative elections—the absolute triumph of the Socialists and their close allies—has made me think of it again.

One of the things widely noticed in May was the way people went out into the streets to celebrate, euphoric, waving their Socialist roses, reminiscent of the reaction to the first Socialist victory of the Fifth Republic, when François Mitterand was elected president in May 1981. Not quite as excited as they were in 1981, but still pretty excited, as if conscious as voters of having accomplished something spectacular.
And Toulouse. From Le Nouvel Observateur.



France is always a République, of course, but it seemed more like a republic in May 2012 and still more in May 1981 than it usually does, with the joyously united Left everywhere and the disgruntled fragmented Right in the background. It was as if the republic had materialized in their midst, like King Arthur or Holger Danske come from their graves to rescue the country.

Could the republic be the common knowledge of what needs to be done, which we continually, most of us, reject, in our selfishness and timidity? When we are "as one" in working toward some difficult kind of progress, as when the French decide once again to try for a humane and egalitarian government, or when we fight World War II, or end Jim Crow laws?

If so, it never lasts. Mitterand turned right after two years, fighting inflation with austerity, and the Left stopped winning elections for a while, and things got less transformational and more transactional, as they say. But you know what? The Right was never able to roll back the good things the Mitterand administration did accomplish, any more than they could get rid of socialized medicine, or universal pensions, or five-week paid vacations, or what have you. People like those things! Then they start complaining about taxes and the cycle begins again.

The end of Jim Crow wasn't the end of racism either. And do you remember your euphoria in November 2008, your champagne glass held high and tears running down your face? Don't blame Obama if that didn't work out quite as expected. He's not the republic, we are.
Place de la Bastille, May 6 2012. Photo by Franck Fife/AFP/Getty Images.
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