The Pottery Barn Rule

This is rich, oh, yes, this is the best. In terms of Schadenfreude, at any rate.

The first and only time that the US Government has made a plea for donations from private citizens to be used for foreign aid, in order to rebuild Iraq (y’know, after the US destroyed it; remember the “Pottery Barn” rule? You broke it, you bought it?) has netted a grand total of around $600.

President Bush has been spending billions of dollars in his deadly Iraqi adventure, not to mention the billions simply lost and unaccounted for, not to mention the lives thrown away so that Iraq can become an Islamic theocracy, not to mention the political and diplomatic capital the US has lost due to this unilateral war.

And last month, he gave the war supporters a chance to put their money where their mouths were, and they stepped up to the plate and put together enough to purchase a single Mac mini – but no monitor, keyboard or mouse to go with it. Wonderful.

So all you right-wing bloggers out there, trumpeting the supposed support that Americans have for this Iraqi folly, just shut the fuck up. $600? That’s the best you can do?

Can’t escape the news

I went for a walk to get away from the news. A long walk. (I’m not running because I’m in my “taper” before the Pints-to-Pasta on Sunday. I’m taking it a bit more seriously than previous races; where, before, I would take a two-day taper, this time I’m following the advice in Runner’s World and taking a 4 day taper. We’ll see how it goes).

Yeah… so, anyway, the news out of the Gulf Coast and the political situation surrounding it just gets worse and worse. The Bush administration is in full “protect the president’s reputation” mode, rather than, y’know, taking care of America. And without the stress relief of a good hard run, I’m finding it harder and harder to maintain my cool.

So I set out, about an hour and a half before sunset, for a walk. I chose my 6.5-mile loop. When I was walking around the Eastmoreland Golf Course, I picked up some stray golf balls. Smacky will get a kick out of them. Walking over Holgate above the Brooklyn Train Yards, I got some good pictures (I’ll post those in a bit and link to them; when I do, I’ll remove this note).

And, walking back along Milwaukie Blvd., passing in front of the Masonic Lodge, I found that I couldn’t escape the news.

Five fat white guys, in button-down short-sleeved shirts and Dockers were standing around in the parking lot. Looked like a meeting had just finished, and they were finishing up a conversation. One of them was making a point, speaking each word loudly and emphatically, a mode I’ve seen in men of little confidence, using volume instead of reason:

“If you disobey a mandatory order to evacuate, and you die, whose fault is that? It is your own damn fault!”

And the other pasty white fat fucks around him nodded and smiled in agreement, as if this was an entirely reasonable and reality-based thing to say, laughing satisfied chuckles at anyone dense enough to not get out of the way of a hurricane.

I almost said something right then. The words “It’s Bush’s fault” were on the tip of my tongue. But discretion held me back. I wouldn’t have changed anyone’s mind, and they obviously wouldn’t accept the idea that the Federal government has the resources to actually protect the American people from harm. Certainly, the Bush years have been an accountability-free zone.

But with every step past them I took, my anger boiled more. I saw, in my mind’s eye, the infirm and elderly who were stuck in hospitals around the area, unable to leave. I could see the dirt poor people who likely never even heard the “order” to evacuate, the ones who were hoping to ride out the storm because they couldn’t afford to miss too many days of work. The ones with kids who had had to make a choice between keeping the car running and buying groceries… or choose between cable TV and groceries, or were waiting for the month-end Social Security check to get their phone service reconnected? What about the authority-averse folk who declined a helicopter ride, because they “couldn’t afford a ticket”? For that matter, what about the crackheads who were too brain-addled to make a decent choice? Did they really “deserve to die”?

All these people gathered around me, like ghosts. And the ghostly cohort grew larger.

What about the nurses who stayed behind to assist the hospital patients, the ones who were told that help was on the way?

What about the ones who did as they were told, and gathered at the convention center, only to be locked inside by FEMA officials? Kept waiting in inhuman filth and squalor, with no food, always being promised that buses were coming, but were not allowed to leave? Did they “deserve to die”?

What about the ones who tried to walk across the Mississippi Bridge into predominantly-white Gretna, but were shot at by the Gretna sheriffs and told “the West Bank was not going to become New Orleans and there would be no Superdomes in their City”? Huh? What about them? If those people died, having been forced to stay… would their deaths be their own fault?

Fuck. I could go on and on. And I could link all of the above, and, I suppose, if anyone challenges me in the comments to this on any of the above, I’ll either dig up links or post a correction (I won’t just remove the incorrect statements; I realize I’m writing out of anger but I’m still trying to be careful to only post what I can document if need be).

But my point is that there were thousands of people in New Orleans who either tried, or were literally unable to leave, or, worse, may have been in a position where they were either too scared of non-hurricane-caused consequences, or even unaware of the extent of the possible damage, to leave. If any of those folks are dead or die, is it their fault?

If the government (and, I’m not partisan; if the Governor or Mayor made mistakes that cost peoples’ lives, they need to be held accountable, too) had resources available and did not use them to evacuate the area in advance of Katrina, and also incompetently managed those resources to assist and rescue those trapped after the fact, then yes, it’s the leaders that should be held responsible.

And since one of the primary functions of government is the protection of its citizens, that failure would be the single largest possible.

But, y’know, a bunch of middle-aged porkers, after snorting up their dinner in the comfort of an air-conditioned hall, just couldn’t see that as they grunted and oinked before crawling into their shiny SUVs to drive the half-mile home…

I have never taken a punch at someone in my life. But I felt like doing so tonight. I had gotten about a half-block away, when the rage reached it’s boil-over point. I walked back.

Perhaps lucky for both of us, the doughy sidewalk pundit was no longer around. Maybe he felt a chill as the hair on the back of his neck rose, warning him that he had attracted the attention of a conscience?

Nahhh. Impossible. That pasty fuck had no empathy.

Not a vacation

Let’s see if I’ve got this straight (in the Republican sense):

John Kerry, the decorated and wounded-in-action war veteran, is a traitor. Bush, who pulled strings to get out of serving in the armed forces at home during a war, is the “war president”;

Republicans would deny their own grandmothers a $300 a month Social Security check but refuse to even acknowledge the $9 billion-with-a-“B” that is unaccounted for in Iraq;

We are waging a costly and bloody war, with our sons and daughters being wounded or killed, all so that Iraq can enshrine fundamentalist Islam as their “government” and become a theocracy like Iran;

Republicans who took control of Congress by decrying the “corruption” of Democrats kiting checks are now changing the rules to avoid being investigated for siphoning millions of dollars from lobbyists into their own pockets;

Cindy Sheehan, a grieving mother and ordinary citizen, is denounced by Republican mouthpieces for every little thing she’s ever said that Republicans disagree with, but Pat Robertson, a prominent celebrity Christian leader and prominent Republican contributor, receives embarrassed dismissal but is not denounced when he urges the American military to carry out a death threat on a democratically-elected foreign leader;

And our president gets to go bike riding and golfing for 5 weeks, telling the media “I’ve got to get on with my life,” but it’s not a vacation?!

Yes, the White House is denying that Mr. Bush is on vacation

“Up” is no longer operative. “Down” is the new “up”. “Cat” shall be replaced by “dog” and the sky? The sky is orange. Thank you very much.

A simple, sinking, feeling

One of the saddest things about the crumbling of our larger journalistic institutions is that, when they fall, the majority of the American public will no longer be exposed to the basic set of facts on which conservative or liberal opinions should be based.

Indeed, it seems that there’s been an attack on the concept that there exists a common set of facts on which we can all agree.

Sorry for the short post. I could write much more on this whole topic but wanted to note this one meme that’s popping out at me, as I read about the New York Times’ hiding it’s opinion columnists behind a wall of money, or Daniel Okrent’s smokescreen on why he did his job as omsbudman for the NYT so poorly, or, of course, of course, the stupid acceptance of responsibility of Newsweek for violence that preceded their publishing of two-year-old information — while the White House calls for their heads.

I know. I usually post this stuff over at the political blog but this was less an analysis of the news, than a simple sinking feeling about the loss of a democratic republic over 200 years young.

We bid be quiet when we hear it cry

Trend I’ve noticed — a sign of selfish folk, self-centered folk, people who lack empathy: they tend to turn any complaint about them back on the complainer.

Couple of examples might help to illustrate my point. First, a legal example. I had a coworker who discovered some very disturbing things about our mutual employer. Well, specifically, some of the middle managers. She tried to file a formal complaint about the things they were doing, the illegal things, but the complaints were ignored by management and, in turn, they quickly built a case against her and terminated her employment. She then sued them for wrongful termination. And in their defense, they claimed that they had fired her because she was doing the things they were alleged to have done. In other words, their defense was a mirror of what she had originally claimed they were doing.

Second example, although a bit more of a poor match. The Republicans, over 30 years ago, were terrified by what a free media could accomplish when journalists reported openly and truthfully on the Republicans’ “dirty tricks”. It brought down President Nixon when he and his people’s activities were brought into public scrutiny. So in response, the Republicans enlisted the help of corporations and conservative and wealthy men and remade the media, putting their people in control of key networks and newspapers, employing think tanks to massage their message and craft their public image, and eliminating laws like the Fairness Doctrine so that opinion can masquerade as “news”. 30 years ago, nothing like Fox News, openly partisan and completely in the thrall of the conservative movement, could have possibly existed.

But all along, part of the conservative movement’s “defense” of their actions was creating this myth that the media has some “liberal bias” against Republicans and their dealings. In other words, while they were secretly pulling the levers of power to gain control of the national discourse, they made the claim that, in fact, the opposite was the case.

Finally… I almost hesitate to bring this up, but it’s an important point. At least, important for me to document for future reference. I have had several relationships in the past where I felt the situation was imbalanced. I compromised more, I gave more time, decisions on activities were decided in their favor more often than in mine. When, in the past, I’ve attempted to raise that complaint, more often than not the complaint was turned back on me. Where I asked that they make more time available for me, now they complained that I didn’t spend enough time with them. Where I explained that their disrespect was hurting me, now they claimed to be the hurt one. When I asked them to not speak so harshly of me, now they claimed that my words were hurting them. And sometimes they attacked me, all in the name of “defending” themselves.

Picture that. The situation is what it was, no complaints from the other person. But as soon as I raise the alarm, try to get them to bring the relationship into balance, the other turns around and demands more concessions from me, considers it suddenly OK to attack me, and then tries to appropriate the issues for themselves.

Gee, if you had a complaint before, why not say something earlier?

Or better yet, why not own up to the complaint and address it? Why does it suddenly have to be “balanced” by action on both sides? I’m the aggrieved party here, I don’t think it’s very positive suddenly having to defend myself.

At any rate, I’m finding that, yes, very likely there was an imbalance there. I’ve been creating that imbalance by giving more of myself to my friends than I give to myself. I have an internal double-standard; I basically treat my friends much better than I treat myself. So I’m making an effort to eliminate the harsh standard by which I judge myself. It’s difficult work. It’s been difficult just to recognize that it exists, in fact. But it’s made especially difficult by having relationships with people who make harsh demands of me. Not all my friendships are like that.

But I need to either change or eliminate the ones that are making those demands of me without being able to recognize and give back to me what I need.

Green doesn’t exist

Say an author in our great country, the US of A, writes a book about the “fact” that the color “green” doesn’t exist. Not only doesn’t it exist as a color in the spectrum of visible light, he insists, all the things that we assume are green, like grass, or frogs, simply don’t exist at all. The book is a complete denial of everything and anything “green”. The author presents a lot of data from selected sources, wraps it all in tons of anecdotes, writes in a breezy, chatty manner. It’s an entertaining read and some folk reading it take it as humor. But there are some readers who take it seriously.

Sales of the book start taking off, it starts appearing on best-seller lists, which the serious “non-greenians” point to as further validating their viewpoint. “See,” they say, “there’s been a supression of this knowledge for years. People are hungry for the truth about this so-called ‘color’, ‘green’.”

Because the non-greenians are becoming more popular, the media, always alert for entertaining controversies, takes notice. Several of the cable news channels book the author on their shows. Because this this ostensibly a science-related issue, they don’t book the author on the fluff talk shows, and they don’t simply interview him. No, see, there’s a dispute here over the existence of the color green; so they need to be balanced. They need to give the pro-green folks equal time. After all, the journalists don’t want to appear to be biased, and they don’t want to risk the ire of the “non-greenians”. Or, rather, they want to fan the ire of the non-greenians just enough to get them to watch. After that, they don’t care.

And, in fact, during his appearances, the author of the book points out that “non-greenian” is a derrogatory term. The people prefer to call themselves “truthians”, and what they practice is “truthful physics”. They don’t deny that others may claim there is this thing they call “green” but it simply isn’t so. The evidence is against them. The folks that are disputing his truthful physics haven’t even read his book! And, besides, all he’s after is a honest debate on the merits of his research. What could be more scientific than that? His critics attack him and ignore all the research he’s put into his study.

And so his critics are forced into defending themselves as being “open-minded” and of following proper scientific method, and generally presenting their “evidence” of something that, up until this author trotted out his “facts”, everyone simply assumed. Nobody questioned the existence of the color green, and if someone had raised that thought in a friendly discussion, most would have laughed and not given it any further thought. But because someone has written a book, and others have seen fit to publish the book, and the idea that others have purchased the book, and even others behind the scenes at major national news organizations have seen fit to not only give the author a public forum for his views but to have others on to “debate” him… Well, it seems impossible that all this would have happened if there wasn’t at least some merit to his idea, right?

It doesn’t matter who you put up against the “truth physicist” — an artist, a physicist, a cognitive psychologist, Hell, a child or an average Joe off the street. No one is able to argue against someone who calmly, reasonably, backed by public opinion and the power of authority granted by having passed through the various media filters in the publishing and television industries.

And if anyone dares to suggest that the idea is simply outrageous, that there’s no merit to the idea, that it doesn’t even bear repeating, well, that person can easily be accused of being closed-minded, that everyone is entitled to an opinion. The critic can easily be tarred with the ad hominem brush and dismissed.

It seems that there is no frame, no argument, that can counter an outrageous idea that’s presented with all the trappings of reasonable discussion. And the problem is that it is so very easy to give any idea those trappings. Our national media has become quite comfortable with the idea of false balance; get one person for, one person against, and let them have at each other. May the best idea win. Takes all the heat off the “journalists” — after all, they’re just giving people what they want. Let the people decide. It’s a compelling idea; consider it reality by consensus, arrived at via a process of elevation of selected concepts above the background noise.

Never mind that not all ideas are equal. Never mind that you can’t “balance” a truth with a lie. Never mind that the ones who complain the loudest about not getting a fair hearing are the ones who most abuse the system.

Something’s terribly wrong and not only will most people not acknowledge it, but, admit it:

at some point in reading this post you actually considered, even if for a moment, even if fleetingly, even if as a fancy, the idea that green doesn’t exist.

Didn’t you? Maybe not all of you but I’ll bet there were more than a few.

Not all ideas have merit. You can’t balance a true statement with a lie. Rational thinking is hard but it’s very much worth it.

Retail politics

Standing in line at the corporate coffee shop, waiting my turn, the barista was working ahead and asked me what I was going to order. I told him (soy chai latte, mmmmmm) which he proceeded to make for me. I still had to pay, though, and sipped it while the person ahead of me paid for their order. While I stood there, though, the barista, a tall shaved-head, goatee-sporting guy, spotted the blue wrist band I was wearing.

“Hey, that’s cool,” he said, “I had one of those, and I tried to wear it to work. But my boss said,” and here he adopted a mocking-authority voice, “‘that’s a political statement and we can’t have you wear that here, you might offend some people,’ blah, blah, blah.”

“Yeah,” I said, “I’ve run into that before.” I was thinking of the time Caleb and I were handing out flyers for our political site and ran into this particular policy in corporate-owned stores. The funniest times were when the employee, obviously sympathetic to our cause, would tell us to set them out while they looked the other way, circumventing the policy.

“Yeah,” he mused, then suddenly came to a decision. “In fact, get out of here!” He waved his grease pencil at me.

“What?” I was confused. He seemed in cahoots with me one minute, then he was tossing me out?

“Yeah, I’m buying your drink. You’re one of the good guys!” he said, beaming. “Get out of here!”

Cool. Thanks, Mr. Barista! Your bosses get to hold back some of your pay and I get to enjoy a delicious soy chai. I’m pretty sure I came out ahead but don’t think I don’t appreciate it.

That’s not right: what does denial mean, anyway?

Thought about posting this on the political blog but decided it was just a bit too theoretical so I’ll post it here. Just some thoughts on the media and how that is different than journalism. A small point. This idea was cut from my not-yet-posted review of “All The President’s Men” because it’s already running pretty long.

It concerns how standards have slipped in what, exactly, constitutes a denial.

It’s something that struck me as I was reading Woodward and Bernstein’s account of how they went about investigating. They would talk to some sources, put together a story based on those sources, many of whom, because of the seriousness of what they were talking about, wanted to be anonymous. And rightfully so; the sources knew the stakes in the game they were playing, and a lot of them knew that they were accusing the most powerful men in the country, and possibly the world, of very damaging things.

And, in the course of reporting these things, the reporters would contact the accused person and ask for a statement, which they would include in the story. And, time and time again, after hearing the vague “statements” that the accused would offer, Woodward or Bernstein would conclude, “That’s not a denial” and then write into the story something like: “When asked for a statement, Mr. Accused did not deny the allegations”.

And it piqued my interest. Certainly what the text said sounded like a denial to me. So I had to figure out what was missing.

And what was missing from the non-denial denials was… facts. Something that could be checked out. Something, anything, that would directly counter the statements made.

Let me give you an example. Say there’s a reporter doing a story on me, and she’s dug up some source somewhere that claims that, during Labor Day weekend last year, I was in New Orleans with some redhead who was married to someone else. And the reporter, before printing this allegation, called me up to ask for a statement. After due consideration, I provide the following statement:

I did not travel to New Orleans, or anywhere, with a married woman.

Sounds like a denial, right? But what if I did spend Labor Day weekend with a woman? But we took separate planes? And it wasn’t in New Orleans? And she wasn’t really married, just dating someone, but it was kept secret from her boyfriend? My statement is true, as far as it goes, and it certainly sounds like a denial, I mean, it’s emphatic enough, but, see, it’s not, really.

In order to counter the allegations I need to provide some backup, not a qualified statement. I would want to provide some documentation, like a plane ticket to Las Vegas, perhaps. Maybe some witnesses, or a picture of me riding the roller-coaster at New York, New York, things like that. Of course, if those pictures or witnesses showed me with the woman in question, then I’m sunk. But that’s part of the problem; denials of the facts almost always have flaws. They don’t hold up.

Nowadays, however, the media simply accepts and prints the denials they receive from targets of their investigations without digging into the facts of the matter. They rarely follow up the request for a statement with more investigation. They just print the “he said/she said” and call it fair and balanced. Somewhere along the line, they’ve lost their courage to dig deeper.

And that’s part of the difference between journalism, and the media. Journalists dig; the media simply records and reports.

The loss is gianormous.

A brick wall

Had three appointments today with various professionals. One adversarial, two helpful.

The adversarial one was related to the trial back in November where I was called as a witness. You may recall that I thought I might have been harassed by the county lawyers. Today I was finally able (along with another coworker) to present my claim to them and see how they react. They, um, didn’t like it much. In fact they used the Nuremberg defense: “We were only doing our job.” I know, I know, it’s probably an unfair comparison, but I still believe that they put their desires to defend themselves and their schemes above their responsibility to their fellow employees and the rights of said employees (like, for example, me).

Basically: I didn’t want to talk to the lawyers for the defense, and they intimidated me into it relentlessly and by getting more managers involved.

Which leads to the scene in the meeting today where the head lawyer pages through a copy of my email exchange with her lieutenant and dismisses it as, “Frankly, I thought that you were a little less than clear in your communication.”

I’m pretty sure my eyes bugged out. “I was,” I said, enunciating each word separately, “less than clear?

She may have snorted derisively. She did glance at me as if she thought my question was so far off the topic, it didn’t even merit a response.

I said, “I used the phrase ‘I decline to meet with you.’ How unclear can that be?

She pretended I was speaking Japanese or something and continued not responding.

Incredulously, I continued. “I used that phrase five times!

At which point she changed the subject.

When it became clear that we were not going to agree, the HR fluffer in attendance asked me what I had hoped to achieve.

I replied, “I wanted to challenge management on this issue and bring it to their attention.”

He smirked, and understated, “Well, I think you did that.”

We’ll see what happens. Probably nothing; county management seems constitutionally incapable of self-reflection and self-correction. They’re, y’know, always right and everything they do is on the side of the angels.

Dr. Peter Davidson, Multnomah County’s highest-paid employee

More local political news — my employer, Multnomah County, is still having problems. Intimidating managers seem to be the norm. Dr. Peter Davidson, the county’s highest-paid employee ($157,000 annually) was trying to keep his racial slurs out of the press. Unsucessfully. The Oregonian first reported last Thursday that an unnamed county employee was reporting that Dr. Davidson had been pressuring her to keep quiet.

The employee used the “I” word — intimdation.

She was named in a survey that the county performed earlier this year, where she claimed that Dr. Davidson referred to African-Americas as “mud people.” The report linked above showed that the good doctor was put on administrative leave when the employee made the complaint about intimidation, which seems like a good move — put him on leave, then launch an investigation.

But… why wasn’t that done back in 2002, when the first reports of his racial slurs were made? Instead, Chair Linn merely shuffled the org chart, and kept Davidson on as an employee of the county. A tactic, I can report as a county employee, that was also used regularly when complaints surfaced about other managers.

Which is apparently what they’re going to do about Jann Brown. Even though, technically speaking, Jann Brown doesn’t have any staff under her… she sent out a meeting request for a “staff meeting”. She’s even bringing in breakfast! Joy. Rather than substantially address the hostile environment that Ms. Brown created, county management is going to pretend nothing happened. They’ll spend taxpayer money to send these awful managers to “sensitivity training”, but meanwhile the staff that has to work with her sees that favoritism and intimidation and suppression of complaints results in promotions and continued employment. Which further sends the message to other managers that, hey, these kinds of poor management are A-OK, too, perpetuating the culture of fear at the county.

The six-figure award that a jury gave to Lea Lakeside-Scott in an amazingly-fast decision (the jury in that case deliberated for only 2 1/2 hours, which normally signals that the defense has won the case but should be seen by county management as a strong rebuke, above and beyond the punitive damages) is only seen by the higher-ups as the cost of doing business. They want to push to reduce the award, then pay Ms. Lakeside-Scott off and make it go away.

I don’t think this issue is going away, however.

As Mary Botkin, a representative for AFSCME (the union that many state and county employees belong to) said in another local case of racial discrimination (this one at the Oregon Department of Agriculture), “We wouldn’t tolerate this at Nike. Why do we tolerate it in state government?”

Update 26 January 2022: I can not find any current links to replace the ones originally in this post, sorry. Linkrot is real, y’all. – Brian M.