Willy Week mentions Lea

Strangely this is the only mention in the press (so far) of the six-figure award made in the case I’ve been posting about. It’s the second item from the bottom, to wit:

* Two weeks ago, County Chairwoman Diane Linn warned county employees that workplace discrimination would “not be tolerated.” Whaddya know?! Last Friday a federal jury said it wouldn’t tolerate it either, fining the county $650,000 for retaliating against a whistleblower at the Department of Community Justice. Computer trainer Lea Lakeside-Scott alerted her supervisor about favoritism and discrimination, and followed up with a complaint to the state Bureau of Labor and Industries–after which the county fired her. Lakeside-Scott sued in 2002. The verdict is not quite final, but some county employees are viewing it as a referendum on Linn, who in 2003 promoted Jann Brown, the manager who was allegedly the prime retaliator.

Guilty

About three and a half years ago, one of my coworkers, Lea, discovered evidence of illegal hiring practices and discrimination. Favoritism and inappropriate behavior between bosses and their employees. She tried to bring it to the attention of her immediate supervisor but while her initial reception was good, eventually her boss closed ranks with the other managers who were involved, leaving my friend out in the cold and in fear of retaliation.

Lea was volunteering on the side to assist teenage girls who were in juvenile detention, trying to give them useful and fun activities. The county, which was both her employer and the provider of juvenile detention, publicly praised Lea as a positive example of a public employee involved with the community, putting in more than her share of time and effort towards those who most needed help. Upper management encouraged Lea to work on what she called the Hope Dolls project during work hours, provided her other work was also done.

But the feared retaliation came. It came, at first, in small ways — managers cutting her off in mid-sentence, rolling their eyes when she spoke, speaking against her to other employees. As the whisper campaign against Lea spread to the higher managers, they cut back on the time she was allowed to work on Hope Dolls. Then they cut her off completely.

Lea saw the writing on the wall. Being a public employee, she knew that, in theory, she had the protections provided by her union, AFSCME Local 88. She turned to me.

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Just keep going

I know, I know, I promised a longer post. Unfortunately, I don’t have a lot to post about. Haven’t finished processing the trial I was just a witness in. I’m sure most of you out there in Blogsylvania are tired of reading about my running, but, hell, I only post that stuff for my own benefit.

I did run tonight, 3.4 miles, around 32 minutes. Tried to focus on “just keep going” but had to stop a couple of times (once to pee because I didn’t go before I left the house). Even though it was kinda chilly outside (low 50s, it felt like, here, let me check the Weather channel – current temp is 48 degrees F), and even though I just dropped $123 on running pants and a long-sleeved running shirt, I went in shorts and a short-sleeved singlet. I did wear a cap. Oh, and my new Brooks flashing light, for visibility. Damn, I’m buying a lot of technical clothes and running equipment.

What else is going on? Not too much.

Quick note: testified, ran

Quick note since one of the 3 or 4 readers of this blog have been nagging me to update (longer post later):

Testified in court today. Stressful, I forgot to bring up some stuff that may have been important (but I found out later that another witness testified to that fact, so at least it got out there), and I hope the plaintiff wins big. She deserves it.

Going for a run. No speedwork, just a 2 or 3 mile run to burn off some stress.

Site Downtime

Attention!

My apologies — my site and my email has been unavailable for the past 24 hours. As you can see, it is working now (thanks to Caleb!) but if you sent me some email that was really important in the last day, you might want to send it again.

Although, most of the email I get is just friends saying “hi” (hi, back!) or spam. In fact, I got 10 pieces of spam in the past 24 hours. But, hey, whatever.

Let’s assume

Let’s assume you’re being asked to do something that you have no legal obligation to do. Let’s assume that you’re being asked to do this thing by your employer, that your employer is a defendant in a lawsuit. Let’s assume that the thing you’re being asked to do is to talk to the defendant’s lawyer about the case, just you and the attorney, even though you’re a witness for the plaintiff.

Let’s assume that you respectfully decline to meet with the defendant’s lawyer (in other words, your employer’s lawyer). Further, you decline several times, but they press hard and get your boss’s boss to ask you, which turns it into an issue of insubordination.

Assuming all that… isn’t that intimidating? Isn’t that the word you would use, privately, amongst friends, to describe the position your employer is taking?

They just want to talk to me

Three years ago, a coworker of mine was investigated by my employer, and eventually terminated. However, prior to being investigated, she had filed a complaint with the Oregon Bureau of Labor and Industry (BOLI), alleging harassment and discrimination from management. After being terminated, my coworker and her lawyer added retaliation to the charges.

Since I was the employee’s shop steward at the time I had a passing familiarity with the case. In fact, at the time, my boss called me into his office and strongly cautioned me about how I involved myself with it. I found out later that that could have been considered illegal threatening of a steward, a huge no-no for management. Since I was a fledgeling steward, I didn’t pursue it at the time.

Recently, I found out, from the legal department at my place of employment, that I was being called as a witness in the case, which is only now ready to come to trial. The wheels of justice, yadda yadda. Since I was aware that I was being called by the plaintiff, and my employer was the defendant in the trial, I knew that I really didn’t have any obligation to talk to the lawyers for the defendant. I checked with my union rep and, sure enough, he agreed that I didn’t have to speak to them. If they insisted, I should speak to them, but then we would look into grieving it.

After getting the letter from the lawyer, several days went by. Then I received an email (addressed to me and several others) requesting a meeting. I ignored the email and remained busy with work. Last Thursday I received a follow-up email, asking for a meeting once again. I replied that I respectfully declined.

That led to a series of emails back and forth, each more strongly worded than the other. I pointed out that, if I was being ordered to meet with the lawyer, I would, but failing that, I declined.

The carefully-worded emails from the legal department, however sugar-coated, could be interpreted as intimidation and threats. Y’know, in a certain context. However, they picked the exact wrong week to try to intimidate me. Tyrants need to be challenged; bullies need to be stood up to. I hope that those who wronged my coworker (and, indirectly, myself and my other employees), and have abused both their managerial power and the trust of their workers and the taxpayers and citizens of Multnomah County, will finally have to face the consequences of their actions.

Running Log format update

Changed the format of my tables on my running log page for Speed Weeks! It makes more sense to keep track of the intervals or laps that I do, rather than total miles and times and paces and all that.

No politics only running

Sorry I haven’t updated much this week. I’ve got post-election, preparing for the pogrom, blues.

Ran today (yeah, I haven’t been updating my running log, either. Sorry, sorry). It was my long run, 5+ miles. I normally do it on Friday, by leaving a change of clothes at work on Thursday and then running to work in the morning, but since I was home sick on Thursday I, well, didn’t.

So I did it in reverse today, by taking a bus downtown and then running home.

Since it’s still Speed Week!, the plan was to warm up, then run the middle three miles of the run at a significantly faster pace than my normal, then cool down.

And I did!

My first mile was 8:59, my second was 9:16, and my last was 9:08.

I am awesome. My speedwork is helping. I’m going to do one more week of speedwork and then go back to endurance. Or I might design a 3-week cycle that will include a mix of long runs, speedwork, and weight training. Dunno. I’m being influenced by this month’s issue of Runner’s World magazine.

Keep Working

Work, America. Keep working. Your president and his staff of rich old white men require your hard work, your sweat, and the blood of your sons and daughters, in order for them to have more money and inflate their flaccid tiny pricks for another fucking. “Freedom” is on the march, they’re stealing your “democracy” and shipping it overseas, but you, the one with hopes and dreams, you just keep your head down, be fearful of the dark-skinned men in beards and the men who want to marry each other. Shuffle along, willingly put your head in the noose and just never ever ask any fucking questions. They know what they’re doing. And you don’t. You don’t know what they’re doing, because you love Jesus and you love America, you know, you read about this back in your state-run school, back when you did read, before all the flashy pictures of wife-swapping and explosions on the teevee distracted you, before they taught you to hate the smart people, you wouldn’t want to be a smart person, would you? Smart people don’t drink beer and have sex, no, their locked in their mom’s basement eating bag after bag of cheese-flavored crunchy snacks. Just keep fearing when they tell you to fear, just keep listening while they’ve switched your participation and citizenship with a glitzy blue-but-mostly-red map and talking heads telling you what to feel (not telling you what to think, no, ’cause thinking’s bad and, hell, even the president don’t think, does he? He just roots out terror and flips the bird at anyone who disagrees with him and marches his toy soldiers off to die for “liberty”.

Work, and sleep, and drink your hard-earned domestic beer and listen when your pastor lies to you about what Jesus says and fear, fear, fear what they want you to fear. And when the world attacks you because you’re an American, and your leaders call them “terrorists”, make sure and completely misunderstand both why they’re attacking and what America really has become.