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June 21, 2009

Hypocritical Outrage

Commentary By Ron Beasley

The headline reads:

Under Pressure, Obama Calls on Iran to End Violence,

'Unjust' Actions In a statement that appeared to answer his critics who wanted him to speak out more forcefully, President Obama called on Iran to stop the violence and unjust actions against its people.

The outrage is from those who aren't old enough to remember or refuse to remember the not so distant history of the United States.  In the comments section of Steve's post below avedis says:

I do not see the Iranian government's reaction to the protesters as being - in and of itself - evidence of any unique oppressiveness. Had people in the US taken to the streets in the same manner after the Bush election and the Florida decision, believe me, there would have been an equal number of protesters beaten and killed. It's happened here before, you know.....that is what governments do when faced with determined unruly mass civil unrest.

For example how many remember Kent State:

On Monday, May 4, a protest was scheduled to be held at noon, as had been planned three days earlier. University officials attempted to ban the gathering, handing out 12,000 leaflets stating that the event was canceled. Despite this, an estimated 2,000 people gathered[16] on the university's Commons, near Taylor Hall. The protest began with the ringing of the campus's iron Victory Bell (which had historically been used to signal victories in football games) to mark the beginning of the rally, and the first protester began to speak.

Fearing that the situation might escalate into another violent protest, Companies A and C, 1/145th Infantry and Troop G of the 2/107th Armored Cavalry, Ohio ARNG, the units on the campus grounds, attempted to disperse the students. The legality of the dispersal was later debated at a subsequent wrongful death and injury trial. On appeal, the United States Court of Appeals for the Sixth Circuit ruled that authorities did indeed have the right to disperse the crowd.

The dispersal process began late in the morning with campus patrolman Harold Rice, riding in a Guard Jeep, approaching the students to read them an order to disperse or face arrest. The protesters responded by throwing rocks, forcing the Jeep to retreat.

Just before noon, the Guard returned and again ordered the crowd to disperse. When most of the crowd refused, the Guard used tear gas. Because of wind, the tear gas had little effect in dispersing the crowd, and some began a second rock attack with chants of "Pigs off campus!" The students lobbed the tear gas canisters back at the National Guardsmen; however, they had put on gas masks upon first throwing tear gas at the students.

When it was obvious the crowd was not going to disperse, a group of 77 National Guard troops from A Company and Troop G, with bayonets fixed on their weapons, began to advance upon the hundreds of protesters. As the guardsmen advanced, the protesters retreated up and over Blanket Hill, heading out of The Commons area. Once over the hill, the students, in a loose group, moved northeast along the front of Taylor Hall, with some continuing toward a parking lot in front of Prentice Hall (slightly northeast of and perpendicular to Taylor Hall). The guardsmen pursued the protesters over the hill, but rather than veering left as the protesters had, they continued straight, heading down toward an athletic practice field enclosed by a chain link fence. Here they remained for about ten minutes, unsure of how to get out of the area short of retracing their entrance path (an action some guardsmen considered might be viewed as a retreat). During this time, the bulk of the students congregated off to the left and front of the guardsmen, approximately 150ft,(50m) to 225ft,(75m) away, on the veranda of Taylor Hall. Others were scattered between Taylor Hall and the Prentice Hall parking lot, while still others, perhaps 35 or 40, were standing in the parking lot, or dispersing through the lot as they had been previously ordered.

While on the practice field, the guardsmen generally faced the parking lot which was about 100 yards away. At one point, some of the guardsmen knelt and aimed their weapons toward the parking lot, then stood up again. For a few moments, several guardsmen formed a loose huddle and appeared to be talking to one another. The guardsmen appeared to be unclear as to what to do next. They had cleared the protesters from the Commons area, and many students had left, but many stayed and were still angrily confronting the soldiers, some throwing rocks and tear gas canisters. At the end of about ten minutes, the guardsmen began to retrace their steps back up the hill toward the Commons area. Some of the students on the Taylor Hall veranda began to move slowly toward the soldiers as the latter passed over the top of the hill and headed back down into the Commons.

At this point, at 12:22 PM, a number of guardsmen at the top of the hill abruptly turned and fired their M1 Garand rifles at the students. The guardsmen directed their fire not at the closest students, who were on the Taylor Hall veranda, but at those on the grass area and concrete walkway below the veranda, at those on the service road between the veranda and the parking lot, and at those in the parking lot. Bullets were not sprayed in all directions; instead, they were confined to a fairly limited line of fire leading from the top of the hill to the parking lot. Not all the soldiers who fired their weapons directed their fire into the students. Some soldiers fired into the ground, while a few fired into the air. In all, 29 of the 77 guardsmen claimed to have fired their weapons, using a final total of 67 bullets. The shooting was determined to have lasted only 13 seconds, although a New York Times reporter stated that "it appeared to go on, as a solid volley, for perhaps a full minute or a little longer." The question of why the shots were fired remains widely debated.

The shootings killed four students and wounded nine. Two of the four students killed, Allison Krause and Jeffrey Miller, had participated in the protest, and the other two, Sandra Scheuer and William Knox Schroeder, had been walking from one class to the next at the time of their deaths. Schroeder was also a member of the campus ROTC chapter. Of those wounded, none was closer than 71 feet to the guardsmen. Of those killed, the nearest (Miller) was 265 feet away, and their average distance from the guardsmen was 345 feet.

 And who does this sound like?

During a press conference, Governor Rhodes called the protesters un-American and referred to the protesters as revolutionaries set on destroying higher education in Ohio. "They're worse than the brown shirts and the communist element and also the night riders and the vigilantes," Rhodes said. "They're the worst type of people that we harbor in America. I think that we're up against the strongest, well-trained, militant, revolutionary group that has ever assembled in America."

From 1969 - 1972 I was in Germany and remember the reactions of the Europeans to the brutality in the United States.  Yes indeed - the Iranians are doing what governments do when faced with determined unruly mass civil unrest even here in the "land of the free."

May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

By Ron Beasley

RonMomHood Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there but especially mine.  Although we may disagree on many issues in addition to being my mother she is also a friend. 

Note:

Mt Hood in the Background.

May 05, 2009

RIP Funny Man

By Ron Beasley

Deluisehistory I like to laugh but I'm not an easy laugh. Groucho Marx was funny - Jerry Lewis was not.  One man who could always make me laugh has died.

Actor Dom DeLuise, who starred in such comedy classics "The Cannonball Run" and "Blazing Saddles," died at a Los Angeles hospital Monday night, according to a report on TMZ.com.

Thanks for the years of laughs Dom.

April 30, 2009

IE8

By Ron Beasley

My computer has been pestering me for two days to download the latest version if Internet Explorer, IE8.  Well I did with the normal apprehension that comes with Microsoft.  The good news is it didn't crash my computer like service pack 3 for XP did.  Other than a links bar at the top - kind of handy - I don't see much difference except I'm not getting that message anymore.  I downloaded it from Google so I could get an updated toolbar as well.

April 18, 2009

The Morning Guy

By Ron Beasley

This won't mean much to most Hogger's readers but I'm going to write it anyway.  I woke up to the satin voice of Les Sarnoff and then he drove me to work for decades.  No he didn't drive my car truck but he was on my radio.  Like me he was an old hippie who always knew what song I needed to hear.  And did I mention that satin voice - just what you needed in the morning.  One of the things that happens as you become older is your friends start dying.  Well Les died last night.

PORTLAND, Ore. – Longtime Portland radio personality Les Sarnoff died Friday night after a battle with cancer.

He was 60 and had been a local broadcaster for more than two decades on KINK FM. 

Radio partner Rebecca Webb posted an Internet message Saturday morning:

“Despite his courage, strong faith, and medical wonders, Les has lost his battle with cancer. He passed away at the hospital last evening, surrounded by his wife Rita and closest friends.”

“Portlanders will mark his passage in the days ahead—but may not realize how dedicated he was to them, how he walked with them, hearing about their troubles, helping when he could, publicizing their causes, being a friend, being unbelievably kind and patient with all sorts of souls so desperate they would call a radio station for someone to talk to. Morning after morning. For decades. Infinite numbers of sparks of hope, encouragement, understanding, advice, support, connection.

The world around Portland is a better place because he was with us for what suddenly seems like a very short time.”

Rest in peace Les and know that you will be missed.  Mornings will never be the same again. 

 

March 18, 2009

Sad News

By Ron Beasley

My friend and former blogging partner Chuck has lost his son.  Drop by with some kind words.

March 10, 2009

New England's Catholicism Cramdown

By Fester:

Andrew Sullivan is highlighting the collapse of the Catholic Church in New England and I have some perspective on this collapse.

In Massachusetts, the decline is particularly striking - in 1990, Catholics made up a majority of the state, with 54 percent of the residents, but in 2008, the Catholic population was 39 percent. At the same time, the percentage of the state's residents who say they have no religious affiliation rose sharply, from 8 percent to 22 percent....

"The huge loss, in absolute terms and as a percentage, of Catholics in New England is the most striking element, as well as the fact that most of them didn't join another religion," said Ryan T. Cragun, an assistant professor of sociology at the University of Tampa. "They didn't become Protestant, but they actually dropped out of religion and became nonaffiliated."

Von at Obsidian Wings is writing in reaction to the excommunication of the raped Brazilian nine-year old for having an abortion, and he is rightly angry:

I read something like this in the context of a Pope who lifts the excommunication of a Holocaust-denier and wonder: Is the Catholic hierarchy f_cking nuts? I mean, y'all did a good job in destroying your moral credibility by allowing pedophilia to rot your core and then, instead of taking responsibility for your own failings, blamed the gays. But now we're moving from tragedy to farce. And not the ha ha ha funny farce, I'm sad to report.



I was raised Catholic, in a long line of Irish Catholic and French-Canadian Catholic families. My grandmother routinely threatened us (in Quebecois French) with Hell and guilt trips on what we were doing to poor baby Jesus. I spent thirteen years in Catholic education, and I still have the strange combination of Catholic guilt as well as the conviction that works are the mark of morality and not belief. My good friends growing up were Catholic and the five us still lean on each other. Only two of them have gone to church for anything other than social ceremonial reasons in the past decade. A good chunk of my politics are informed by my cultural Catholicism.

I decided not to be confirmed because I could not believe in good conscience that I could fully buy into the Church's teachings and being a cafeteria Catholic made no sense to me. I was either endorsing the Catholic Church or not endorsing it. I could not in good conscience find a reasonably common ground, so I walked.And since then, I have attended church for graduations, weddings and funerals.

I dropped out of organized faith because the dominant faith of the region failed. It failed to recognize reality that it was beating up on my friends and my sisters because they were female. It failed to recognize that gays and lesbians were people who had struggles too; instead it both bashed them and became flaming hypocrites as half the parish priests were barely in the closet. It failed to provide the good works that were needed; instead it mouthed platitudes. It failed to recognize reality that not all teenagers would be abstinent by choice (and not all by circumstance either) and opposing basic contraception and barrier education was endangering thousands of lives with STDs. The Catholic Church when I was growing up in Greater Boston just did not seem relevant.

And then the abuse scandals started to hit the light of day. And at that point, previously tolerable venal failures became mortal failures as the Archdiocese did not just fail in protecting the most vulnerable members of the parishes and the diocese but actively attempted to destroy them and their lives even more.

Should there be any surprise that the Catholic Church's failures in New England led to a massive disenchantment with any form of organized religion in the region? Really.....

February 04, 2009

Beer Money and Counterparty Risk

By Fester:

The Newshogger crew blogs for many reasons. 

One of those reasons is beer money. 

 As you can see, we are expanding our advertising market with a few new classified ads on the sidebar and a renewal of the Wikio contract, as well as the traditional BlogAds and Google Ads.  All of those funds eventually get funneled into the group PayPal account.

I had to upgrade the account this morning to a premier account as there are too many revenue streams for a personal account to handle.  One of the add-on features was to put any balance of future beer money into a money market sweeps program that would pay interest on the daily balance. 

I decided against it.  We are currently earning no interest on the beer money balance so there is some opportunity cost.  However, the balance (currently about four cases of good beer) is FDIC insured up to 4,000 cases of beer, so I know I'll be able to drink my beer this summer no matter what.  The opportunity to earn an extra bottle of swill is not enough of an inducement for me to take on the counterparty risk that the money market fund will break the buck and lose several six packs or even a couple of cases of our earnings. 

And that is the problem with the economy right now, the banks are still not trustworthy on even the 'safest' of risk investment opportunities. 

January 01, 2009

My favorite 'Auld Lang Syne'

by Jay McDonough

Happy New Year to all.  This is my favorite version of Robert Burn's "Auld Lang Syne".  Eddi Reader at the opening ceremony of the new Scottish Parliament building in Edinburgh in October 2004.

December 12, 2008

Living through a structural adjustment

By Fester:

I am incensed about the lack of federal bridge financing for the Big-3 automakers.  I think this is horrendous policy on its merits, and I actually support President Bush's and Secretary Paulson's efforts to use TARP to go around the Republican Senate minority's myopia, but this is also a question of justice and fairness that strikes a strong chord in my personal background.  I've lived through 'structural readjustments' as a child and it crystallized a decent chunk of my initial political outlook. 

I grew up in Lowell, a former mill town, in Massachusetts. The city was one of the birth places of the company town/mega-concentrations of factories in the American Industrial Revolution.  But by the 1960s, most of the mills had closed and moved to the Carolinas or Georgia. As a child there was one mill that was still producing specialty fabrics near the radio station where my aunt worked, and then a few dozen derelict hulks lining the rivers and canals.  Boott Mills had slowly started to redevelop as a business incubator and multi-use office and light industrial space; Massachusetts Mills had a few lofts in it, and Merrimack Manufacturing had one kick-ass exhibit on the Industrial Revolution from the National Parks Service. Redevelopment and re-use of the old mills has skyrocketed in the past fifteen years, but they have transformed from being a hub of manufacturing to being cool artistic loft spaces for people who can not afford to buy in Boston. 

My family had strong roots in the city. One branch of the family tree settled in Lowell after the Irish Potato Famine and other limbs had been there since the 1920s.  They were small businessmen, local politicians, dog catchers and dog biters, school teachers and ditch diggers on both sides of my family.  The family tree initially focused on the local Lowell market, and thus the global market, but as the mills declined, Lowell declined as it further integrated and synchronized with the Greater Boston economy. 

My dad was a union electrician who worked within the Boston city region.  He retired/shifted careers this year. But construction work is an extraordinarily pro-cyclical industry.  When times are good, they are very good with plenty of overtime, minimal waits in between jobs/assignments, good benefits.  When times are mediocre, things are okay as overtime is cut, unemployment stretches for a while, and Christmas became a bit leaner, and my jeans had a few more non-fashionable holes.  And when times are bad in the general economy, they are horrendous in the construction economy as business and residential capital expenditures are cut at a much faster rate than the general economy.

The Boston city region experienced the 'Massachusetts Miracle' in the 80s; lots of new construction, lots of new infrastructure and lots of work.  Massachusetts overbuilt and starting in 1988/89, construction came to a screeching halt in the Boston city region.  And we as a family got hit hard starting in the early 90s. 

We were being structurally adjusted and we could do nothing about it.  Both of my parents worked whatever jobs were possible, including several cross-country job searches and construction gigs a couple of time zones away, and the decision to buy canned corn (which I liked better as it was sweeter) rather than the cheaper frozen corn was a painful decision.    Both of my parents went back to school for more education. The three oldest kids, including myself, started working and finding our own spending money with paper routes and soccer refereeing.  We went into debt and strained our social networks as we mostly held on, but it hurt.  And it kept on hurting for years as there was a several year stretch where the union was lucky if it could place a few hundred man years worth of work when its membership was several thousand electricians and their families. 

About halfway through this stretch came the 1992 Presidential campaign.  One candidate said that there was no recession and it was merely localized and needed pain.  Another had a bunch of charts, funny ears and said that the deficit was the source of all evil.  Another acknowledged the pain in the economy and recognized its centrality. 

I was only 12 at the time, but I sure as hell knew that there was a recession.  I knew that my family was in pain.  I knew that we were playing by the rules and doing the best that we could.  And that despite this, we were still getting hit in the stomach with a baseball bat on a weekly basis.  

We got structurally adjusted as the previous periods of increased and speculative economic activity was not backed by underlying demand and present value of cash flows.  Surplus labor to the requirements was downsized and shifted to the marginally attached labor pool and to more socially productive and economically viable uses. 

Yeah, I can write and read that language, but we got screwed in a sudden shock through minimal fault of our own as the family reacted rationally to the economic incentives of the 80s.  Sudden shocks instead of gradual wind-downs are way more painful and if the sudden shock can be avoided and options increased, we should do so even if it is slightly less efficient. 

So if I am a bit more vehement, and a bit less analytical, when I write about the US economy and the autoworkers right now it is because one of my formative life experiences was the joy of going through a callous 'structural adjustment'/economic nuke.  

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