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President Donald Trump accused voters of meddling in the upcoming midterms

A little something from the Onion.com

WASHINGTON—Warning that the group was secretly planning to affect the outcome of the November elections, President Donald Trump accused voters Monday of meddling in the upcoming midterms. “It’s clear that the disgusting and disgraceful voters are going to try to influence the midterms—the voters must be stopped!” said Trump in a series of tweets, asserting that millions of voters were potentially involved in a massive, coordinated effort to handpick election winners. trumpvote“I’ve been hearing about all these voters who are already plotting to go to their polling place, show their ID, and cast their vote all on the same day, and that’s a big problem. And it’s already happening, folks—just take a look at the primaries. We’ve got voters with ulterior motives online, too, trying to influence people by spreading information about candidates on social media. We absolutely cannot as a society allow voters to meddle in our elections, and if we don’t do something, voters will try to interfere with the 2020 presidential election, too.”…

If you peel the joke back you find it isn’t too far from the truth. Last week the GOP Senate leadership and White House killed a bipartisan election security funding bill that was making its way through the U.S. Senate.

My gripe du jour.

Have you tried to get a truly cheap cellphone option lately? I have, and now, for my sins, I am about to go incommunicado.

First of all, let me just say that  I am not a Luddiite.  I just don’t believe in paying for bells and whistles when all I need is a portable pay phone.

For those of you too young to remember life before cell phones, a “pay phone” was a wonderful convenience  that was available on virtually every second or third street corner.

Phone booths were almost as ubiquitous as public washrooms, and, in some of the seamier parts of town may have actually been easier to find (alas!)

Anyway, I have a computer.  I sit at that computer for far too many hours in a day so I have no interest in consulting a miniature version of it when, finally, I am out and about.  I also have no interest in texting.  If I had wanted to type a note, I’d have sent it from my email while I was sitting at my desk.

When I am away from my desk, I only want a phone in order to reach out for help or be reachable in an emergency.  If I am at a store, I might phone my husband to ask if he’s thought of anything he needs.  That’s just about it.

I have a sturdy flip-phone I bought years ago, that will probably outlive me. I’m not interested in moving “up” to a “smart” phone.  I have a Garmin for navigational help and I prefer to remain the “smart” component in my telecommunications universe while I am on the road.

So I am looking for the cheapest cellphone option I can find, and that is not easy.

First, I visited our local AT&T office and ended my existing line on our business plan.  When my husband and I finally got around to reviewing our wireless service, we discovered to our horror that we were paying a fortune to maintain my dedicated cell phone line.  

( Why we are still with AT&T is a long story that involves my husband’s service while he is in Canada for a couple of days every week.  When AT&T took over Verizon’s Vermont customers some years ago, they grandfathered his special plan that kept the cost of international calls to a minimum.)

Having not resolved my phone issues by myself, I asked my son to see what he could do.  He returned from the AT&T office with the good news that I could bring my flip-phone in, have them install a new sim card and assign me a new phone number, and walk away with 40 minutes of talk-time, good for twelve months, for a one-time payment of $10.  If I used additional minutes over the course of the year, I would have to pay $10. again to re-up my minutes, but I am unlikely to be on my cell phone for even twenty minutes over the course of  a single year.

Sounded good to me, so I hied on down to AT&T on a Saturday afternoon and joined the interminable queue waiting for service.  When I had the opportunity to explain what I wanted, I was told that no such plan exists and that the best I could do was to pay $100. to have my phone enabled for 400 minutes which would be good for a year.  If I didn’t use up my minutes within the year, they could only be added to my next year’s available after I paid another $100. for an additional 400 minutes.   Not a good deal for someone who couldn’t use even 100 minutes in a year of cell phone service, but I was growing weary of the battle and inclined to cave.

That’s when my husband got into the act.  He phoned At&T and the person he spoke with told him there was no such thing as either the $10. a year plan my son had been pitched or the $100. a year deal my local AT&T had offered me.

This consumer melodrama came immediately on the heels of our last misleading encounter with AT&T.  

A couple of months ago, when my husband was first tackling the crazy-high cost of our cell service, he spoke with an AT&T representative who promised that he could reduce our overall charges with some fast-talking plan magic.  At the same time, he told my husband that he could have a brand new tablet added to the service for free.  Never one to refuse a freebie, even though he could see no earthly need to have a tablet, my husband agreed.  When the confirmation email arrived, it included a bill for the first of ten monthly payments for that supposedly “free” tablet.  We immediately contacted AT& T and told them to cancel the whole thing.  They reluctantly agreed and sent a return label for the tablet which hadn’t even arrived yet.

After that, it took us a full billing cycle to get the tablet charges and extra phone number removed from our bill.  We wasted literally days on the phone, being placed on hold, passed from person to person, referred to the wrong department and repeating the whole thing again and again until we were utterly confused and exhausted…all for a “free” tablet that my husband had never even asked for.

Then, of course, began the aforementioned adventure of trying to get a simple emergency cell phone for me.  After searching through other available providers, I am forced to conclude that AT&T may be no worse than the others.  This is progress?

I resent the fact that you can get a cell phone to take your picture, give you directions, play music, browse the internet, do your shopping and wake you from your nap; but you’ll pay through the nose for one that allows you to do nothing more than place phone calls the way we all used to do for a quarter a call at the corner payphone.

Now, get off of my lawn!

I did not know that.

Forever eager to understand what fresh hell Donald Trump has in store for us, I, like many other folks, frequently check my search engine  for an update. Today I came across an article discussing His Nibs’ America First obsession, and how it doesn’t seem to matter that the self-branded products from which he and his family draw a handsome income  are only rarely made in America. 

No surprise there.

What did surprise me was the discovery that Trump Water is sourced from the sparkling waters of our own home state!

Now, you may recall as I do that, in kinder, gentler times (2008) Vermonters were growing quite concerned about the activity of bottling operations in the state. Disputes arose between enterprising landowners and their surrounding neighbors over the ease with which water could be withdrawn at an alarming rate from the shared aquifer simply by sucking it out through the property of a single user.

There was even a legislative attempt to limit the impact of such profligate schemes, led by the Vermont Natural Resources Council.  The effort resulted in a 3-year moratorium on commercial extraction and bottling.  In the meantime, the plan was to map the existing aquifers.

“It’s no longer an under-the-radar issue,” said Jon Groveman, the general counsel of the Vermont Natural Resources Council. “There is now a sense that groundwater is finite and needs to be protected.”

I remember some movement to get a water issue placed on town ballots in order to declare local aquifers a public resource and therefore not salable to private enterprise.  I have no idea how much was finally accomplished toward mapping the aquifers, but I suspect rather little, as funding for environmental initiatives soon after dropped precipitously.

As we experience the drought of 2018 we would do well to remember those concerns once again.

I don’t know who is bottling Vermont water for Donald Trump, but whomever it is ought to be ashamed of diverting a public resource in order to enrich a public nuisance.  

The Onion: “6,000 Mike Pences pouring out of a small wormhole”

For anyone watching it’s been a long, long week of zigzagging statements and generally crazy news from source Donald. But right now it’s Friday at last and the reports have slowed to a crawl. And it’s quiet, almost too quiet. A no doubt exhausted President Trump fled Washington D.C. for one of his golf courses but it’s likely only a matter of time before he feels the urge and lets go on his twitter account again.

But until he does here’s something from The Onion.com:

WASHINGTON — Revealing that the physical world could no longer bear the weight of numerous contradictory realities, sources confirmed Friday that dozens of Whites Houses have begun to leak from a temporal vortex as President Trump’s rapidly changing story of meeting Putin tears apart space-time. “A White House is blinking in and out of reality atop the Washington Monument, and another has materialized inside the wall of a Georgetown apartment building—it appears the fourth dimensional plane is collapsing in on itself as Trump’s untenable, competing statements rupture the very foundation of time and relativity,” said astrophysicist Maria Steagall .[…]

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One witness reported seeing 6,000 Mike Pences pouring out of a small wormhole in the Cabinet room before suddenly vanishing. Countless universes are colliding and folding over each other every time Trump disputes his earlier statements; this is one of the greatest traumas the fabric of the universe has suffered since the Big Bang.

And that either would or wouldn’t be funny.

Requiem for the Soul of the Republican Party

Today is the United States’ traditional birthday, and pollsters are scrambling to take the patient’s pulse even as we feebly attempt celebration amid record heat induced by unchecked fossil fuel consumption, and try not to notice the cries of refugee mothers and their children separated by “baby jail.”

According to CNBC, which could never be mistaken for a liberal source, less than half (47%) of U.S. adults call themselves “proud to be American.”  That number has dropped 10 percentage points in just the last five years.  

That’s despite our supposedly booming economy and all the “greatness” Donald Trump insists he is bringing back to the nation.

A CNN poll reports that half of all Americans view Donald Trump as a racist.  Is it any coincidence that, also according to recent surveys, close to 90% of Republicans approve of  the policies of Donald Trump while almost no one else does?

One can not resist reflecting on the other half of Americans who apparently do NOT see him as a racist.  In order to subscribe to that position, one must either have never read any of his own comments on brown and black people; or must themselves be racist.  Both possibilities are inescapably damning for the future of the democracy we attempt to celebrate today.

Every single day since and including his inauguration, another demonstration (or three) of his willful ignorance, epic narcism, unabashed dishonesty or pure unadulterated abuse of power has turned the nightly news into a spectacle not for the faint of heart.

Even today, as the Senate Intelligence Committee finally delivered its verdict in agreement with all of the nations intelligence agencies, that Putin’s Russia did indeed interfere in the 2016 election for the purposes of getting Donald Trump elected; Republicans, from Mitch McConnell on down to the last man standing, are doing all they can to avoid acknowledging the truth.

Such a demonstration of unquestioning allegiance to a complete scoundrel like Donald Trump pretty much confirms for me that they share all of his most odious positions, and that includes racism. 

He’s their sick puppy; whether he plots to invade Venezuela, sleeps with our enemies, chokes our allies, maintains the most corrupt and incompetent cabinet in recent history, and ultimately destroys ten years of economic growth; he is aided and abetted by the party of Lincoln.  Now isn’t that the greatest irony?

Let it henceforth be agreed that the Republican party is not only the party of Baby Snatchers and liars, but it is also the party of racists.  Sorry, Susan Collins, Lisa Murkowski and John McCain.  I appreciate your heroic efforts to save the soul of your party, but if you lie down with dogs, you’re going to wake up scratching.

Happy Fourth of July. 

Democrats: Framing is Everything.

I am concerned that the language being used by some Democrats to advocate for reform of the Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) division of Homeland Security is only going to undermine party unity and messaging in the 2018 election cycle.

We’ve done this before and it did not serve us well.  We allowed the other side to brand themselves “Right to Life” while branding us as “Pro-Abortion.”  The far more accurate descriptor, “Pro-choice,” fell by the wayside in the war of words and we continue to allow them to represent us as baby killers, while we defend our moral high ground with perfectly sound arguments about individual liberty and responsibility that get drowned out by the simple poisonous messaging that the Right does so much better than we, who place a high premium on truth and tolerance.

Now, in the understandable outrage felt by decent folks in the face of Donald Trump’s grotesque reign of incompetence and baby-snatching, we are once again in danger of losing the messaging war by reaching for a bigger and more empathetically distant target than we should be immediately addressing.

Yes, ICE is a badly flawed remnant of post 9/11 planning panic that was allowed to fester and grow its mission even under Obama.  It has created self-justifying enforcement redundancies,  and even un-American over-reach practices that should be dismantled in short order.

But we have to regain some control in Congress to have any hope of affecting beneficial change; and loudly calling for the “elimination of ICE” is unlikely to help us get there.

It’s a negative message that allows unprincipled Republicans to cynically charge that Democrats want to foster lawlessness.  

Whenever we rest on a negative message without providing the positive policy alternative, the Republicans are only too happy to leap into the breach and define a sinister significance  to the Democrats’ position.

T250px-Statue_of_Liberty_7his will never do.

Democrats must insist that their leaders get a better grip on messaging and use more constructive language.  Don’t say “Abolish ICE” and let them finish the sentence.  Talk about “reforming” the institution and remodeling the Homeland Security mission as a whole into something that more closely reflects our traditional American values concerning immigrants, who have been the lifeblood of our young and upwardly mobile nation.

By all means, keep elimination of ICE in mind as the ultimate goal, but don’t use that as your stand alone message.

We have much better immigration messages available, and we need look no further than the Statue of Liberty for the right language.

 

President of the United States: Baby-Snatcher-in-Chief

Nothing Donald Trump does comes as a complete surprise anymore.  The more odious the things he said on the campaign trail, the more likely it has become that he will, sooner or later, hand down policy edicts as President that make those outrageous statements pale by comparison.  I am convinced that his early quip about shooting someone on Fifth Avenue and getting away with it was not merely a throw-away line.

So, no surprise there…

What still totally takes my breath away are the polls describing a malevolent turn to the Republican party as a whole, and the complicity of its surviving elite.  I call them “surviving elite” because a number of that elite have seen the writing on the border wall, folded their tents and stolen silently into the night.  Some, like John McCain, have not been so silent.

The defections only seem to strengthen Trump’s cult-like hold over the so-called “Grand Old Party.”

Last night, Kate Larose, candidate for the Vermont House from St. Albans held a campaign launch in the Bliss Ballroom of the Franklin County Museum.  Everyone was welcome, including the kids for whom there was a mountain of empty cardboard boxes and an invitation to build their own town.  Pizza, salad and ice cream sundaes were served up on a side-table.

Even though I know that Kate is running as a Democrat/Progressive, there was no specific reference to political party and the theme of the evening was our community: what we like about it and how we hope that it will improve.

I’m sure that this was a deliberate effort to counter the poisonous vapor of national politics wafting our way from the south, and refocus voters on local/regional concerns.

I commend Kate and the other gathered optimists who can see a future of harmony worth fighting for.  I am grateful for their positive fervor.

I once felt exactly as they do and wish I did still.

This year, I will volunteer to man the phones for Democratic/Progressive candidates and contribute what I can to each campaign, as I always have.  Not to do so would be inexcusable, I know.  

But I will do so without much hope for the future of our fragile greater democracy.

I like to think that local Republicans, my neighbors, could not possibly support the Fascistic inclinations and pure mean-spiritedness of Donald Trump, but those polls have forced me to look at them in a troubling new light.  While we always differed on matters of policy, I never doubted that they were good people with whom I shared most overarching values.  

That certain knowledge always made participating in the political process a pleasure.  Win or lose, It felt good to be part of something greater than myself, and I always came away with confidence in the overarching better nature of the “system.”

Not anymore.

Donald Trump has violated nearly every civil and moral norm of American society; has never accepted responsibility for any of the evil he has unleashed on that civil society; lies uncontrollably;  indulges his personal vanity in the most grotesque manner; enriches himself and his family, whenever possible, at everyone else’s expense; and has cynically undertaken a personal assault on the constitution, the like of which we’ve never seen before.

Anyone who excuses or enables this devil is not my neighbor, nor my countryman.  This is what constitutional crisis looks like.

If we survive this period of infamy, somehow reclaiming our democracy from the brink of oblivion,  we must be prepared to eliminate private funding from elections, reign-in influence by lobbyists, clearly define legal parameters to limit the ultimate power of the presidency, and seriously question the legitimacy of the two party system.   We will also have a heap of fence-mending to do with our traditional international allies: “Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa…”

Failing rigorous commitment to reform, we will justly assume our place on the dustheap of fallen empires throughout the ages.

GOP State Rep. “Burma-Shave Bob” Frenier will not seek re-election to VT House

Orange County GOP Rep Bob Frenier will not run for re-election. Frenier, an aggressive conservative newcomer from Massachusetts, entered Vermont politics with a splash and is now calling it quits with a bit of a thud. For his first race in Orange County he set his sights high. He challenged and lost to longtime incumbent Sen. Mark MacDonald (D). frenierburmashaved

He did manage to make a name for himself. Armed with a bucket load of money from the Koch-funded Republican State Leadership Committee (RSLC) he blanketed the rural county roads with a series of Burma-Shave style campaign signs with a misleading fear-mongering message about Medicare.

Following up in 2016, after winning a GOP primary write-in campaign, he took aim at and won a seat in Vermont House. However, Frenier beat incumbent Progressive Susan Hatch Davis by a razor-thin margin of just over half a dozen votes-in the final count. And that came after a bitter recount and several vigorous legislative debates about it in early 2017.

Now, not much more than a year later he’s thrown in the towel. The Valley News reports part of the reason for quitting his hard-won seat is his frustration with the recent passage of three gun regulation bills-all of which he voted against. “I thought it was an insult to traditional Vermont culture … and so was the coyote bill,” said Frenier, referring to a bill that passed the Vermont House that bans coyote-killing tournaments.

As a resident of Orange County I couldn’t be happier than to see him head down the road. But it sounds like Burma shave Bob may not be done making waves in Vermont politics. From the Valley News: he [Frenier] may try to bring a lawsuit challenging the constitutionality of some of the legislation that has passed, and said it would be easier to do once he is no longer a lawmaker. No word at this early stage where he might get funds for such expensive legal actions-maybe his Burma shave pals at Koch’s RSLC.

But for now: Bye – Bye – Bob

For What It’s Worth

In honor of the students who spoke out and organized; the legislators who took action after years of sitting on their hands (with a few exceptions); and the governor who has promised to sign three gun accountability bills on Wednesday, April 11:

Lyrics:

There’s something happening here/What it is ain’t exactly clear/There’s a man with a gun over there /Telling me I got to beware

I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that sound /Everybody look what’s going down

There’s battle lines being drawn/Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong/ Young people speaking their minds/Getting so much resistance from behind

It’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down.

What a field-day for the heat/ A thousand people in the street/Singing songs and a-carrying signs/Mostly say, hooray for our side

It’s  time we stop, hey, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down

Paranoia strikes deep/Into your life it will creep/ It starts when you’re always afraid/You step out of line, the men come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down/Stop, hey, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down

Stop, now, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down

Stop, children, what’s that sound/Everybody look what’s going down