Yesterday there was a rally in front of the 22nd District Court in Inkster, Michigan, where foreclosure proceedings were being held.  The protesters were there to help save the home of Jerome Jackson, a paraplegic who moved into his wheelchair-accessible home in 2004 with the assistance of Community Living Services, a county-funded program that provided help with his mortgage payments.  When CLS dropped Jackson’s funding in 2009, he fell behind on his payments and Fannie Mae eventually bought his mortgage at a foreclosure auction.  He was a man without a home, but he stayed put, hoping they could work it out and the house might someday be his again.

No amount of pleading could sway the steadfast bottom-liners from moving toward the day when Jerome Jackson would finally be evicted.  No addition funding came his way, even though he is handicapped and certainly qualifies.  Payment modification appears to have been out of the question.  The house now belongs to an entity given personhood by our Supreme Court without also having given it a heart.

A story told many times before, most often with a less-than-happy ending, but Jerome Jackson isn’t fighting his battle against the Big Guys alone.  A loose coalition made up of UAW Local 600 and members of three local groups–Occupy Detroit, Moratorium Now, and People Before Banks–have taken up the cause and are responsible for organizing this rally (and others, as needed):

The banks were bailed out for their reckless profiteering
and fraudulent practices because they were “too big to fail.”
Jerome Jackson is “too human to discard.”

Whatever the outcome, let it be said that the people tried.

There was a time when we might have read this story and moved on, saddened by the prospect but generally acknowledging that–poor man–what’s done is done.  We’ve been there, we’ve done that, over and over again.  What we’re left with are numbers of foreclosures and evictions across the country so unbelievable it feels like something out of a depression-era novel.  What we’re left with is a whole lot of suffering, the causes of which smack suspiciously of callous profiteering, alternately smacking of outright criminal cruelty.

Much of my own state, Michigan, is struggling with heavy foreclosure rates, but in Detroit the statistics are especially grim. Roger Bybee put it into perspective in his “In These Times” piece yesterday:

Abysmal poverty afflicts the city; 40,000 households have suffered water shutoffs. The specter of thousands of new home foreclosure stalks the city, threatening to push more Detroiters out of their homes on top of the 67,000 bank foreclosures—more than 20 percent of all household mortgages—that hit the city between 2005 and 2009 alone. The city already has an estimated 50,000 to 70,000 vacant homes. With the ongoing wave of foreclosures, home values have been plunging. Foreclosed homes sell for $38,000 in Wayne County and less than $11,000 in Detroit, according to RealtyTrac.

Bybee writes of a particular foreclosure effort that didn’t follow the norm, thanks to the efforts of caring individuals joining together as a formidable coalition:

Labor educator Steve Babson, a leader of People Before Banks and author of Working Detroit, recounted a recent action that was “a scene straight out of Charles Dickens.” An elderly African-American couple, with husband William legally blind, missed some mortgage payments to the New York Bank of Mellon Trust. In a sheriff’s sale, the bank bought the home for $12,000, meaning that the Garretts would have to move from their home of 22 years in the dead of winter.
At one point, Bertha Garrett thought that she had persuaded the bank to sell the home to the Garretts for the $12,000 that the couple had managed to scrape together. But then the bank backed out of the deal, insisting on a sale price of $24,000, far out of reach for the couple.

Usually, what happens next step in the foreclosure process is the arrival of a truck hauling a dumpster, with a crew ready to throw out a family’s belongings. But UAW 600 and its allies confronted the would-be eviction team with a tactic appropriate to the Motor City: cars and lots of them. The anti-foreclosure forces surrounded the Garretts’ home with dozens of cars, and the bank’s evictors were shut out. When the eviction squad called in the police, officers came to the scene but dismissed it as a “civil matter” and drove off. That left the anti-foreclosure forces still in command of the situation, and the evictors left the scene.
Meanwhile, some 40 protesters—about half from Local 600—picketed outside the Mellon bank to publicize its treatment of the Garretts. With the eviction foiled and the prospect of bad publicity growing, the Mellon bank relented and sold the Garretts’ home back to them for $12,000.

(NOTE:  No, I don’t know how the Garretts came up with the needed $12,000.  I’ve anticipated that question from the folks who think all economic victims got that way on purpose, so here’s my answer:  I’ll bet my life that they weren’t hiding it under their mattress, waiting to pull it out just in the nick of time, guaranteeing a rip-roaring miracle of a finish to what seemed in the early scenes like a real tragedy.  The point, you ninnies, is that the bank reneged on an agreement and asked for double the amount, just because they could.)

Attempts to stop foreclosure actions are taking place all over the country.  One particularly innovative way is to sing it.  This video is from a courtroom in New York, but the “Mr. Auctioneer” song is traveling fast and is now being sung in rallies and in foreclosure courts all across the nation.  (Rachel Maddow’s take here.)

Mr. Auctioneer

All the people here

Are asking you to stop all the sales right now

We’re going to survive, but we don’t know how

Foreclosure protest singers being led out of a NY courtroom

Is this just the start of something big?  Or is it already big?

It appears to be big.  People are gathering in organized protests in all corners of the country and the word “occupy” is taking on a whole new meaning.  It’s not just about Wall Street anymore.  It’s moved to our cities, our towns, our neighborhoods.  It’s about where we live and how we live and who gets to decide.

Everywhere there are coalitions forming to combat the coalitions intent on keeping the Honkin’ Big Bonanza going, but to see what’s happening locally you need look no further than the nearest union hall.  Check out their websites.  You’ll find deep and abiding involvement in helping members of their communities entrapped in an economy not of their doing and not of their choice.  (It’s because they’re unions, O dubious ones.  That’s what unions do.)

Have you noticed that it’s getting harder and harder to shame people whose only motivation is making tons, and I mean literally tons, of money?  They’ve played the blame-the-victim game for so long they’ve fine-tuned to perfection the pretense that keeping the über-wealthy happy means riches for us all.  Never mind that there hasn’t been a single economic indicator in the history of our republic that proves their point. Never mind that we’ve been keeping the über-wealthy happy at our expense for decades now and all that has happened to make lives better is that the über-wealthy have become ecstatic to the point of permanent giddy.

People are suffering through no fault of their own.  Others are not only profiting from their suffering, they’re doing everything they can to keep it that way.  Now we’ve taken it upon ourselves to do something about it.

Real people making real change.  And for the good.  It’s just crazy enough to work.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

I’ve been wondering–haven’t you?–why primary care physicians, and especially OB/GYNs, aren’t speaking out about the current creepy Rightward trend toward using ultrasounds as punishment against women who dare to sign up for an abortion.  Turns out some of them are.

They’re angry, they’re anguished, they’re dumbstruck.  (Join the club.)  And they’re speaking out anonymously–sadly–because we live in a country where medical doctors can no longer talk freely about abortion, a legal medical procedure, without fear of retribution.

This from a post called “Civil Disobedience” by palMD at his blog, White Coat Underground. (Take a few minutes to read some of his other posts while you’re there.  Good stuff.):

“In the case of abortions, where time is essential and providers may not be easy to find, delays in care are unconscionable.  To enforce a waiting period violates the doctor’s ethical duty to provide appropriate, timely care and to avoid causing the patient unnecessary grief.  The law forces us to violate our ethics. To force us to perform ultrasounds, trans-vaginal or otherwise, is battery.

No procedure can be performed on a patient without their informed consent.  To make another important procedure contingent on an unnecessary one is a clear violation of medical ethics. Abortions can be safely performed without sonography, and should be unless their is compelling medical reason to perform one—with the patient’s consent.  To say that a woman can always refuse the ultrasound as long as they refuse the abortion is an immoral argument, one which removes all autonomy from the patient, and forces a doctor to make unreasonable choices.”

Another caring doctor used John Scalzi’s blog, “Whatever”, to lay out a plan for civil disobedience.  He says, in part:

“I do not feel that it is reactionary or even inaccurate to describe an unwanted, non-indicated transvaginal ultrasound as “rape”. If I insert ANY object into ANY orifice without informed consent, it is rape. And coercion of any kind negates consent, informed or otherwise.

In all of the discussion and all of the outrage and all of the Doonesbury comics, I find it interesting that we physicians are relatively silent.

After all, it’s our hands that will supposedly be used to insert medical equipment (tools of HEALING, for the sake of all that is good and holy) into the vaginas of coerced women.

Fellow physicians, once again we are being used as tools to screw people over. This time, it’s the politicians who want to use us to implement their morally reprehensible legislation. They want to use our ultrasound machines to invade women’s bodies, and they want our hands to be at the controls. Coerced and invaded women, you have a problem with that? Blame us evil doctors. We are such deliciously silent scapegoats.

It is our responsibility, as always, to protect our patients from things that would harm them. Therefore, as physicians, it is our duty to refuse to perform a medical procedure that is not medically indicated. Any medical procedure. Whatever the pseudo-justification.

It’s time for a little old-fashioned civil disobedience.”

He then offers a five-step plan designed to keep physicians from ever having to perform an unwanted ultrasound on a female patient, starting it off with a bang:

“1) Just don’t comply. No matter how much our autonomy as physicians has been eroded, we still have control of what our hands do and do not do with a transvaginal ultrasound wand. If this legislation is completely ignored by the people who are supposed to implement it, it will soon be worth less than the paper it is written on.”

And ends it with a bigger bang:

“It comes down to this: When the community has failed a patient by voting an ideologue into office…When the ideologue has failed the patient by writing legislation in his own interest instead of in the patient’s…When the legislative system has failed the patient by allowing the legislation to be considered… When the government has failed the patient by allowing something like this to be signed into law… We as physicians cannot and must not fail our patients by ducking our heads and meekly doing as we’re told.  Because we are their last line of defense.”

Alrighty then.  The man has a way with words, doesn’t he?  He’s actually echoing more forcefully the guidelines already set long ago by the American College of obstetricians and Gynecologists–the very guidelines the state of Virginia so clearly and consciously aims to violate. ( The story here by Rick Unger in Forbes.).

In 2009 ACOG reaffirmed their recommendations on non-medical ultrasounds:

“The American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (ACOG) has endorsed the following statement from the American Institute of Ultrasound in Medicine (AIUM) discouraging the use of obstetric ultrasonography for non-medical purposes (eg, solely to create keepsake photographs or videos) (1):

The AIUM advocates the responsible use of diagnostic ultrasound. The AIUM strongly discourages the non-medical use of ultrasound for psychosocial or entertainment purposes. The use of either two-dimensional (2D) or three-dimensional (3D) ultrasound to only view the fetus, obtain a picture of the fetus or determine the fetal gender without a medical indication is inappropriate and contrary to responsible medical practice. Although there are no confirmed biological effects on patients caused by exposures from present diagnostic ultrasound instruments, the possibility exists that such biological effects may be identified in the future. Thus ultrasound should be used in a prudent manner to provide medical benefit to the patient.”

Of course, the states advocating this unprecedented invasion into women’s lives aren’t in the least impressed by protestations from anybody not connected with their own Koch-fueled, pseudo-religious circles–not even the medical pros, who are, you know, medical professionals.

According to the Guttmacher Institute, as of March 1, 2012:

• 11 states require verbal counseling or written materials to include information on accessing ultrasound services.

• 20 states regulate the provision of ultrasound by abortion providers.

• 7 states mandate that an abortion provider perform an ultrasound on each woman seeking an abortion, and require the provider to offer the woman the opportunity to view the image.

• 9 states require that a woman be provided with the opportunity to view an ultrasound image if her provider performs the procedure as part of the preparation for an abortion.

• 5 states require that a woman be provided with the opportunity to view an ultrasound image.

There are signs that some state legislatures may be rethinking their actions (Idaho, for instance), but it’s a cinch they’re only rethinking them in order to get around any detours to their goals.  When they come up with something this nutty in the first place,  the chances that either common sense or common decency will prevail are slim to none.

So how do we get through to them?  We can’t shame them; they’re shameless.  We can’t shun them; they’re in charge.  But we can raise our voices in decibels loud enough to be heard above the din of old-testament retribution disguised as modern-day government.

This was never how it was supposed to be.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

In almost every war, there are those moments when soldiers have to sit back and laugh at the absurdity of it all.  Think “Mash”, “Stalag 17″, “Catch-22″, “Slaughterhouse Five”.  Like that.  In the war of the Red States against American Women, while the scale may be worlds smaller, and while there’s actually been no official declaration, the time has come.  To laugh, I mean.  Honest to God, it is to giggle.

Could even the wildest, zaniest futurist have predicted these hysterical days, when lawmakers in a dozen red states would be falling all over each other to see who could come up with the nuttiest demand to probe into the sex life of Femalus Americanus?

Pennsylvania governor Tom Corbett capped last week’s antics, turning the usual Republican clown show into an Extravaganza de Burlesque with his lame punchline, “I don’t know how you can make anyone watch. . .you just have to close your eyes”,  after a reporter asked the Governor if state-sanctioned ultrasounds for women seeking abortions “went too far”.

The Rachel Maddow Show highlighted the madness in a nutshell.  You can watch the clip here.   (Hang onto your hats.  It’s nuts.)

ThinkProgress Health does another recap, this one with an interactive map showing the states that either are planning or already have hardline, punitive anti-abortion laws in place.  (Okay, this one isn’t funny. . .not funny at all.)

But then there’s Rick Santorum.  Rick Santorum is running for president, I guess you know.  But is he?   His speeches are sermons and his sweater-vests are the closest he could come to a cassock without drawing attention to his real hope for the presidency.  But listening to him pontificate, don’t you just know he’s itching to wave at the crowds from his Rickmobile and turn the White House into a papal palace, where he can do what every American president should have been doing all these many years, which is to work tirelessly at saving us sinners from ourselves?

What The Great Santorum doesn’t seem to understand is that most of us don’t want to go back to the Dark Ages.  Inquisitions are so yesterday.  Self-flagellation hurts.  And women might be ladies but they’ll never be chattel again.

So, given that Rick Santorum can’t stop showing his inquisitor’s hand, in all likelihood Mitt Romney will be the Republican presidential candidate.  Mitt Romney can’t help that he was born a blue-blood, but somebody needs to tell him his impression of Thurston Howell III is wearing thin.  It was funny at first–even hilariously funny–but verbal pratfalls from haughty billionaires have never a president made.

Blue-blood presidents, from Washington to Jefferson to Roosevelt to Kennedy,  at least pretended to be egalitarians.   Equality is what our constitution is all about.  The president, as leader of the country, is a representative for the people, not a bottom-line, for-profit CEO.  Maybe this Mitt Romney needs to go back to his Massachusetts governor roots. That Mitt Romney could often be convincing in his role as public servant.

And Newt Gingrich.  Where is poor Newt?  As hard as he might try to insist otherwise, he’s on the outside looking in.  Delusions of intellectual grandiosity failed to impress his peeps. They yawned and moved on.  Color him green.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

Don’t expect me to be going over every single attack on women’s rights, just because I’m writing about modern-day, 21st century, 2012, just-in-the-last-month attacks, which, as you might have noticed, are escalating at such a dizzying pace we can no longer ignore the rumblings of war.

It’s ugly and it’s all out there. Even Rush Limbaugh’s scrubbed transcripts of his diatribes against Sandra Fluke, the Georgetown University student who had the temerity to attempt to testify before certain members of congress about the need for free contraception.  Even Patricia Heaton’s deleted tweets about that same student (AKA G-Town Gal).  They’re out there.  They’re not going away.

No, we’re here today to look at the big picture:  How did this latest war of the sexes start?  What was the catalyst?  And what can we do to grind it to a halt now that it’s started?

The obvious answer to question number one is that it’s all Obama’s fault.  As a part of his health plan (the catalyst), he told insurance companies they would have to offer contraceptive care at no cost to women.  (That would mean, for most, no  co-pay.)  Birth control aids would be free and available everywhere, and since it was mandatory, not to mention laudatory,  not to mention commonsensical and a long time coming, that was supposed to be it.  End of conversation.

Ha!  We wish! .

President Obama’s first mistake was that he thought he was taking steps toward helping women more effectively and responsibly manage their reproductive years, when what he was actually doing was antagonizing pissants who have been posing as Manly Men for so long they’re not about to be ousted from their comfy zones.

A whole host of Catholic Bishops, pseudo-religious politicians, and paid-to-be-mean pundits jumped on the bandwagon called Control the women by denying birth control, and weren’t they surprised when the women they were so itching to suppress wouldn’t give in?  A real donnybrook ensued, with everybody weighing in, pro and con, and here we are, in the middle of it all, coming out swinging, and if they want a war, okay, they’ve got one.

Some highlights:

• The Susan G. Komen Foundation is taken over by a Right Wing zealot who makes it known from Day One that Planned Parenthood can kiss SGK goodbye.  Susan Komen’s sister/founder helps figure out a way to do it.  A huge, unprecedented fuss ensues.  Right Wing zealot goes on to greener pastures.  The sister stays and apologizes — a Pyrrhic victory that nobody feels good about.

• Long probes up the vagina with cameras on the end used not as medical tools but as instruments of shame– Zap!  Gone!  Battle won!

• Gooey cold stuff massaged onto a bare belly so a government-issue wand can be waved, not to detect a zygote already determined by other methods to be there, but to establish once and for all that a woman doesn’t actually have control over her own body–  Still working on it but we’ve got them in our sights.

• Dozens of state legislatures scrambling to make laws against contraception and abortion so harsh Draco the Greek, if he were still alive, would be crying foul– This one may take a while.

The legal issues, having some semblance of form and substance, are easier to deal with.  There are wise and learned people on our side ready to take them on.  But there’s another, uglier issue and it’s one we’ve faced many times before.  It’s our old but formidable nemesis: blind, consuming hatred toward people of our gender.

With the rise of the Tea Party and pressure from the Religious Right-to Life-until-It-Actually-Becomes-a-Child, fortified by resident misogynist Rush Limbaugh and hard line Catholic Men in red robes and black robes and pullover sweater vests, the battle to enforce the reproductive rights we’ve already fought long and hard for is a battle we can’t afford to lose.

The spotlight is on Rush Limbaugh at the moment, but it’s Rick Santorum we need to keep an eye on.  He showed his hand when he talked about his reaction to President Kennedy’s 1960 speech to the Baptists, where JFK said he would fight hard for the separation of church and state.

Santorum wanted to throw up when he read that.  Why?  Because it’s disgusting and unforgivable that  Kennedy had the chance to pave the way for an American Pope and he didn’t take it.  Rick will remedy that when he’s president.  And guess who will suffer the most under his reign?

The obvious goal is to make sure Rick Santorum never becomes president, but once that threat is gone we’ll still be fighting those others working to take us down.  We thought that war was over, but all we really won, we know now, was détente.

Men (and, incredibly, other women) are fighting against those of us who go on believing our reproductive rights are sacrosanct.  Suddenly they’re coming out of the woodwork, no longer pretending that Roe v. Wade is all that’s keeping us apart.  Now it’s about contraception — a real puzzler, since birth control is the obvious remedy for unwanted pregnancies.

Only women can incubate babies.  It’s a fact. If they get knocked up and it’s not a good time, the sex police want us to believe they have no one to blame but themselves.  Really?  What other species on the planet punishes the female for being impregnated by a male?  Birth control is a two-way street.  It’s irresponsible and gutless to pretend that women did this to themselves, and yet we’re hearing it louder and clearer every day.

And why is that?  Because to the people who are coming at us with the same hoary arguments, it’s not about the control of birth, it’s about the control of sex. That nutty comment by Santorum backer Foster Friess about birth control being as simple as holding an aspirin between our knees?  The admonishment from Rick Santorum that all birth control should be banished because it can only lead to badness?  Rush Limbaugh’s crazed, three-day masturbatory fantasy about the reasons women want free birth control?  Sex, sex, and yet again, sex.

It’s the same tiresome struggle, but this time we’re going to win.  Why?  Because we have a secret weapon.

It’s men.  There are more than just a few good ones out there and they’re on our side.  They’re men who work with us, talk with us, and see us as equals.  They’re men who live with us and see our roles as complementary and not competitive or without merit.  They’re men who can love unconditionally and have grown so far beyond the ancient need to keep women bound and tethered, they’re willing to fight beside us until this war is ended.  Some of them are already at the front lines.

So put that in your pipe and smoke it, you dirty old men of yesterday.  A new day dawns and you’ve been left behind.  It has to be this way.  It’s the way human progress works.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

Rick Santorum didn’t win in Michigan yesterday.  That’s the good news. The bad news is that Mitt Romney did.  In a better world, the vote would have been for “NotOnYourLife”, but we’ve come to accept that even those destined to be harmed the most by that bunch will vote for the one who promises to hurt them hard enough to leave scars.

Because Michigan is an open primary state, there was a push by certain of the left to make it a win for Santorum.  The reasoning was that his relentless, escalating, off-the-wall, on-the-pulpit rantings would finally do him in and, come November, nobody in their right mind would vote for him.  With Santorum in the race Obama would handily claim the prize.

Obviously, they haven’t been paying attention.  It doesn’t matter who wins in Michigan or anywhere else.  Big Money is going to back the Republican nominee and since it’s worked so well for them all these long ages, they’ll pay big to keep the hate machine going.

The hate machine is all the Right Wing has left.  It’s what fuels their desperate efforts to make the country in their own image and they’ve been at it for so long they’re not about to give up now. This is their moment.  They’re on the verge of complete control.  They’ve already taken over states like Michigan, Wisconsin, Ohio, Arizona, Virginia–and who knows how many more would fall if they could finally eliminate or at least emasculate the federal government?  What a coup!  And all done legally, without a single shot fired.  It could all happen in the voting booth.  The United States could be the first sovereign nation in the world to vote themselves out of existence.

In his Wasn’t-I-Great-in-Michigan? concession speech last night Santorum repeated the same old stuff:  I’ll keep hating on Obama, I’ll repeal that crazy health care act, I’ll make sure we can pray and preach anywhere we want to, I’ll. . .I’ll. . .okay, goodnight, then.

In his We didn’t win by as much as I would have liked but dammit we won acceptance speech, Romney promised to keep on hating on Obama, to repeal Obamacare, to lower the taxes on business, and to run the country as any good cost-cutting CEO looking out for his best buds would do.

To say that each of them lied through their teeth is to repeat the obvious.  Over the days and weeks we’ll keep harping on the lies, blathering on about what lying liars they are, as if pointing out the truth is some sort of weapon.   Pea-shooters against Goliath.

We’re in for a long fight.  November is a long way off.  But history will never be able to record that Rick Santorum won the Republican primary in my beautiful state of Michigan.   That’s my energizer this morning.

At Peace

Onward.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

I can’t think of a time when I’ve ever agreed with Cal Thomas.  I confess I don’t seek him out, but when I see him on an occasional Op-Ed page I’ll read him just to see what he’s going to say that’s going to infuriate me.  I’m rarely disappointed.

So as he sat on a panel at this year’s CPAC and said what he said about Rachel Maddow, I wasn’t shocked.  He was at CPAC with his own peeps. It was cool.

From the Huffington Post:

During a panel at the conference, a clip of Maddow’s appearance on Sunday’s “Meet the Press” was played. In it, Maddow said that Republicans are “waging war on contraception.”
“I’m really glad…that you played the Rachel Maddow clip,” Thomas said after the audience booed a bit, “because I think that she is the best argument in favor of her parents using contraception.” As the audience cheered, he continued, “I would be all for that and all the rest of the crowd at MSNBC too for that matter.”

It did seem a little odd for a Pro-Life guy to be sort of wishing someone hadn’t been born, but he was at CPAC, and it appears to be a whole different world in there.  But, as one might expect, it created a bit of a flap.  It didn’t seem like such a much to me.  All kinds of goofy things came out of CPAC 2012 and were being reported hour by hour.  This was actually one of the milder ones.  But it took a new turn when fellow Conservative Greta van Susteren said publicly that Thomas owed Maddow an apology.  (Her commenters obviously didn’t agree. Oy. And vey.)

Then last week Rachel announced that Cal Thomas had called her to apologize.  She told her audience, “I completely believe his apology.  I completely accept his apology.”  Good.  Classy.

And that was that.  Until today, when I saw a column by Cal Thomas on the Op-Ed page with the headline, “Rachel Maddow and Civility“.  I fully expected a diatribe against Rachel, even after his apology to her, but what I read may be the most sincere abject apology I’ve ever seen in my life.  That it came from a man who some people, including me, considered a tight-assed Right Wing hack, made it all the more amazing. [Note:  The full title of Thomas's piece is "Rachel maddow and my lesson in Civility" but our paper shortened the title to "Rachel Maddow and Civility" so that it could be read as something entirely different.]

He talked about that day when he sat on the panel and watched a projection of a Rachel Maddow Show clip as she talked about the Catholic contraception controversy.  He did not and cannot deny that he said what he said: “I think she’s the best argument in favor of her parents using contraception.”

In his column he wrote, “I was asked to be on a panel before what looked like a crowd of about 1,000 conservatives, hungry for “red meat.”  He wrote that he “stupidly” said what he said “before thinking”.

I’m reading between the lines here but what I’m getting is that a man like Cal Thomas, who began his column with, “When one writes about moral convictions, it’s probably a good idea to consistently live up to them,” could kick himself for ever getting involved with that CPAC crowd in the first place.  (It’ll be interesting to see where he goes from here.)

He writes that since the flap he has watched a couple of Rachel’s shows:

“Without engaging in any qualifiers, she is a strong and competent advocate for her position.  Why do so many of us only watch programs that reinforce what we already believe?  Where is the growth in that?  Whatever else she may or may not be, she is my fellow American.

I have many liberal friends acquired over the years.  They are impossible to avoid in the media, but I don’t wish to avoid them.  They became my friends because I stopped seeing them as labels and began seeing them as persons with innate worth.  That is what I failed to do in my first response to Rachel Maddow. . .

. . .I expect to like Rachel Maddow because my instinct is to separate the value of a person from his or her political position.  For some strange reason (demon possession, perhaps) I failed to do that at CPAC.”

Bravo, Mr. Thomas.  You will lose friends and followers over this, and it will be no comfort to you that I, as a liberal, completely believe your apology and appreciate what you’ve done here.  But none of that is important.  What is important is that the next morning you felt bad about what you had done and you “called Ms. Maddow to apologize. It wasn’t one of those meaningless ‘if I’ve offended anyone…’ apologies; it was hearfelt.”

And by doing that and writing about it publicly you’ve opened the doors for all of us to remember something we so easily forget when we’re in the midst of doing battle with the people on “the other side”:  Whatever else we may or may not be, we are fellow Americans.

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

Effective August 1, thanks to a provision in the Affordable Care Act, most working women will have their contraceptives fully paid for, without a co-pay. That’s the good news. The bad news (you knew there had to be bad news, right?) is that the unenlightened among us see it as nothing more than an unconscionable threat against virile manhood.  Especially Catholic virile manhood.

The U.S Conference of Catholic Bishops, all male at last count, have decided amongst themselves that they will not be pushed into reversing their age-old hoo-haw laws forcing Catholic women to have as many babies as their wholly-owned bodies can produce. (The laugh’s on them:  Most Catholic women use artificial birth control. ( The Guttmacher Institute says it’s as high as 98%.)  When was the last time you heard a Catholic woman talking about the rhythm method, except to marvel at how crazy that whole notion was?

Cardinal-designate Timothy Dolan, president of the USCCB, sharply criticized the decision by the Obama administration in which it “ordered almost every employer and insurer in the country to provide sterilization and contraceptives, including some abortion-inducing drugs, in their health plans….Never before has the federal government forced individuals and organizations to go out into the marketplace and buy a product that violates their conscience. This shouldn’t happen in a land where free exercise of religion ranks first in the Bill of Rights.”

We’re talking about birth control here.  We’re talking about a woman’s right to choose when the time is right to carry and bear a child.  This is not baby-killing, it’s responsibly managing an event as life-changing as it’s ever going to get.  It’s the smart, sane way of controlling the use of our own bodies and, oh, by the way, preventing the birth of unwanted children.

We’re talking about birth control products already approved and already a part of most insurance policies. The only mandate is that insurance providers will now be required to provide those products without additional cost to all women who want to use them.  The mandate isn’t for the use, it’s for the availability and the cost.

This is a manufactured Right wing controversy designed to kill yet another positive outcome of “Obamacare”, and the Catholic Bishops are more than happy to become the spark that creates yet another phony firestorm.

Mitt Romney, Republican candidate for President and a Mormon who, until now, apparently had no problem with that particular provision in the Affordable Care Act, has jumped on the bandwagon and is now on the side of the Catholic Bishops, taking this grand opportunity to rail against his opponent, Barack Obama. about an issue he clearly doesn’t even begin to understand:

“I’m just distressed as I watch our president try and infringe upon our rights, the First Amendment of the Constitution provides the right to worship in the way of our own choice,” Romney said to nearly 3,000 people gathered in the gymnasium of Arapahoe High School, in Arapahoe County, an area known as a so-called “swing county” that Obama won in 2008.

“This same administration said that the churches and the institutions they run, such as schools and let’s say adoption agencies, hospitals, that they have to provide for their employees free of charge, contraceptives, morning after pills, in other words abortive pills, and the like at no cost,” Romney said. “Think what that does to people in faiths that do not share those views. This is a violation of conscience.

“We must have a president who is willing to protect America’s first right, our right to worship God according to the dictates of our own conscience,” he said.

In addition to Romney, two other manly men candidates for Obama’s job, Rick Santorum and Newt Gingrich, are outraged that women should be able to get free birth control. (It only adds to their outrage that women should have the audacity to think they can control their own bodies):

Andrea Saul, a spokeswoman for Mitt Romney, said in an e-mail that he regarded the administration’s rule requiring religious employers to furnish birth control as wrong. “This is a direct attack on religious liberty and will not stand in a Romney presidency,” she said. Mr. Romney has also pledged to end a federal program, Title X, that provides family planning services to millions of women.

Mr. Santorum has taken the position that health insurance plans should not be required to cover birth control. He also favors allowing states to decide whether to ban birth control. He and Mr. Gingrich both support “personhood” initiatives that would legally declare fertilized eggs to be persons, effectively banning not just all abortions but also certain contraceptives, including IUDs and some types of birth control pills.

Mr. Gingrich wants to withdraw government money from Planned Parenthood because it performs abortions in addition to providing contraceptives, though the federal money cannot be used for abortion.

A lie dressed in Pink

I wonder how they feel about Viagra and other male enhancement “medications”? Say there was a group who believed with their whole entire hearts that workplace insurance coverage of male sex tool enhancement was not only outside any notion of “health care”, it was maybe even “unconscionable”.  Should that group be exempt from providing it?

And if those bishops had wombs would they be open to letting someone else tell them what they could do with them?  (It’s a rhetorical question.  No, they wouldn’t be open to letting someone else tell them anything.)

Addendum: Catholic hospitals and universities already provide contraceptive coverage:  Here it is. What’s their excuse now?

(Cross-p0sted at Ramona’s Voices)

We progressive types are working overtime these days marching, rallying, sitting, petitioning.  We place ourselves prominently on Twitter (with our #p2, #OWS, and #CTL hashtags) and on Facebook.  More and more of us have taken to writing political blogs.  Our blogrolls feature other bloggers, other writers who work as hard or harder than we do in trying to sort out the truths behind America’s astonishing decline and the Rightward drift that led us here.  Our job is to route out the bad guys, to expose them and make sure justice take its course.  Some days we actually think we’re winning.

Silly us.

This is not David and Goliath, with the little guy getting a chance at saving the day through luck and pluck.  Not anymore.  This is Goliath stomping David into the ground. There’s David, bleeding and broken–but look!  He’s still breathing!  David’s crowd takes that as a sign of victory and moves on. The next time they’ll try peashooters.

In the 21st century–a century only slightly over a decade old and already the leading contender for “modern century most likely to return to the Dark Ages”–we the people are millions of little Davids and Big Business is one huge Goliath.  We wee Davids actually thought if we worked hard and built up our troops and used truth as a weapon, we might some day be able to take Goliath down.  We thought we might be able to survive and maybe even thrive without too much breakage or damage to our dignity.  We thought we could do it not by might (because we aren’t the mighty ones, they are) but by using corny throwbacks like common sense and good will and solidarity.

Boy, were we wrong!

I’ll give you one small example of Goliath’s power and why we don’t stand a chance:

Ever been in a Books-a-Million store?  I hadn’t either until I came south, and I went in innocently enough, as anyone would.  It’s a bookstore, after all, and I do love bookstores.  But I didn’t have to spend much time there before I began to see a trend:  I am the kind of person they hate.  I am the enemy, fagawdssake!  I realize I’m in the south and the south is hostile to avowed liberals, but come on — let me at least get to the humor section before the attacks begin.

This is what I encountered mere feet inside the door the other day:

At Books-a-Million, Myrtle Beach 1/25/12

This is an end cap in the main aisle.  The titles change periodically, but the lean to the right never goes away.  (I apologize for the poor photos.  I took them with my kindergarten grade cell-phone camera, quickly so nobody would notice, because I was, after all, standing in plain view, because that’s where these hostile books can best be seen.)

There is another Books-A-Million outside a huge mall a few miles from this smaller mall.  They have an all-rightie-all-the-time end cap in their main aisle, too, so this is not just some Bubba manager’s idea of fun, it’s store policy.  (In case you’re wondering, I’ve looked all over for the liberal end caps.  They’re not there.)

So then it came to me that if I buy something in a BAM! store (that’s their nickname), I’m aiding the enemy.  So I don’t.  Now I plan my trips to Books-a-Million as one would a reconnaissance mission, a stealth activity: Let’s see what rotten propaganda they’re pushing now.

Once I get past that ugly end cap, I spend some minutes rearranging books on the shelves so that the few liberal or even moderate books cover some of that junk. (Pathetic, I know, but it’s the best I can do ever since I took that stand against vandalism.)

Then I grab something to read and sit at a table in their Joe Muggs Cafe (My own little sit-in I calls it, since I read their books and magazines and never buy anything, but so far no one seems to notice.)  I should mention that BAM! publishes a monthly Book Page magazine highlighting their latest books.   Mark R. Levin, a Right Wing radio personality and “the #1 bestselling author of Liberty and Tyranny and regular Fox News contributor” is on January’s cover.  (Last month it was Glenn Beck).  Levin has a new book out called, “Ameritopia, The Unmaking of America”.   Before I saw that cover, I confess I had never heard of Mark R. Levin.  (Go ahead and strip me of my Rotten Persons Investigator badge–I know now that his new book, “Ameritopia” is at the top, the very tip-top,  of this week’s New York Times non-fiction bestseller list! )

So I took a look at the new book by this guy who–my god! NYT Best Seller!–I really should have heard of by now.  I turned page after page and, okay, as a new Mark R. Levin reader who is also a liberal, I’m as biased as biased can be.  But even I am shocked at how badly this book stinks!

Let me tell you, he’s no Glenn Beck.

From the Introduction:

In Ameritopia I explain that the heart of the problem is, in fact, utopianism, a term I discuss in great detail throughout the book.  Utopianism is the idealogical and doctrinal foundation for statism. While utopianism or statism or utopian or statist are often used interchangeably, the undertaking here is to probe more dceply into what motivates and animates the tyranny of statism.  Indeed the modern arguments about necessities and virtues of governmental control over the individual are but malign echoes of utopian prescriptions through the ages, which attempted to define subjugation as the most transcendent state of man.

And the first lines of the first chapter, “The Tyranny of Utopia”:

Tyranny, broadly defined, is the use of power to dehumanize the individual and delegitimize his nature.  Political utopianism is tyranny disguised as a desirable, workable and even paradisiacal governing ideology.  There are, of course, unlimited utopian constructs, for the mind is capable of infinite fantasies.  But there are common themes.  The fantasies take the form of grand social plans or experiments, the impracticality and impossibility of which, in small ways and large, leads to the individual’s subjugation.

And it goes on.  This book, I remind you, is NUMBER ONE ON THE NEW YORK TIMES NON-FICTION BEST SELLER LIST.  The book came out on January 17–less than two weeks ago–and already over 1200 people have reviewed it on Amazon, 876 of them giving it Five Stars.

It’s a runaway best seller and from where I’m sitting (In BAM!s Joe Muggs cafe) I’m concluding that something besides this book is stinking to high heaven.

Consider this:

After the closing of Borders Books in 2011, Books-a-Million became the second largest bookseller in the United States, behind Barnes and Noble.   They operate some 200 stores in the south, the northeast and in the midwest.  They’ve now taken over dozens of empty Borders stores and opened Books-A-Millions in their space.

And they sell millions of books on their website.  If you go on their site and click on the “Political Science” category, as I did yesterday,  on the very first page you’ll find a mess of right wing and conservative books, from the current to the moldy old.  Glenn Beck is prominent, as is that guy, Mark R. Levin.  Laura Ingraham is there; so is Sarah Palin.  So is Bill O’Reilly, not for his most recent book about Lincoln, but for his memoir, published way back in 2008.

Bill Clinton and Zbigniew Brzezinski are there, too, but from what I can tell, they’re mere tokens.  (Unless maybe they said something bad about Obama. . .)  But I have to wonder why old books by the Righties, some more than three years old, are at the top of their list when so many other, newer  books might better deserve to be there.

Mark R. Levin’s “Ameritopia” is his second book for Threshold Publishing, a Simon and Schuster imprint that exclusively publishes “conservative” books, many of which rise to the top of the NYT best seller list.  Levin’s book, “Liberty and Tyranny” (There’s that word again) also hit the top of the NYT bestseller list, and now he, along with Glenn Beck, is Threshold’s star.  Mary Matalin is its Editor-in-Chief.  (I looked hard for a liberal arm of Simon and Schuster (a CBS company), or any other publishing company, and–no surprise–there are none.)

In a telling article about Threshold in Politico, July 21, 2009, it’s clear that any liberal expecting to write a best-seller might better stick to fiction:

Adam Bellow, executive editor at HarperCollins, noted that conservative publishing first took off in the 1990s, with the New York houses initially resistant — until the possible payoff became obvious for books taking shots at liberals. (Bellow edited Jonah Goldberg’s “Liberal Fascism” for Doubleday.) Now, going forward, he notes there are challenges ahead for upstart imprints like Threshold.

“If you’re setting up an imprint, you’re taking on a real financial challenge,” Bellow said. “You have to have screaming commercial best-sellers. You have to keep delivering them year after year. The success at Threshold, which took a while to find its legs, has been largely to do with Glenn Beck and Mark Levin. And the success of those books is that these authors have enormous media platforms.”

Bellow, who’s editing Sarah Palin’s much-anticipated memoir, said he expects that at least through Obama’s presidency, publishing houses will stay committed to churning out conservative books for at least one reason sure to keep publishing executives — whether right, left or in between — pleased. “Feeding that market will continue, because it’s going to be profitable,” he said.

So here’s what I’m thinking:  What’s to stop BAM! from manipulating the market?  (They also own a book distribution company.) What’s to stop Threshold?  What’s to stop any of the Right Wing top guns–the Koch Brothers, say– the people with all the money?  What’s to stop them from buying up tens or even hundreds of thousands of these books and sitting on them?  (It’s been done on a smaller scale.  Remember the fuss about Newt Gingrich during the congressional hearings just before they gave him a big, fat noogie?  Seems he got some Big Guys to put up $150,000 to promote and/or buy up his book, Window of Opportunity to make it look like people were actually reading it.)  And what’s to stop 800+ stooges from churning out magnificent reviews for a book that nobody in their right mind would actually read through to the end?

Does anybody really believe that the average reader is clamoring for more of the same from Mark R. Levin?  (That same Mark R. Levin who gushes his thanks to Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity in his Ameritopia acknowledgements?)  Unless you’re hopelessly in love with the words “utopianism”, “statism” and “tyranny”, there’s nothing juicy in there, no matter how hard you look.  It’s one dry, endless paragraph after another.

Just as radio and TV stations can promote their own and manipulate their viewership into believing that their way is the way it is, the way it should be, and ever will be, so can book stores, simply by advertising and placement.  But this appears to be beyond simply leading a horse to water.  I’m guessing somebody is buying up and pushing those books, and I’m guessing it ain’t the general public.

But to be fair, in that same BAM! store I managed to find a slim volume called “What it means to be a Democrat”,  written by George McGovern and published this past November by Blue Rider Press, a new imprint from Penguin.

Sen. McGovern’s book was one of first on Blue Rider’s list to make it to the bookstores.  It’s a tribute to publisher David Rosenthal (fired by Simon and Schuster after 13 years), who chose a book so important in its own way, but with virtually no chance at bestsellerdom.  That little book, so honest and true, so meaningful to those of us who work to make the Senator proud by living by his ideals, will never reach the top of the NYT best-seller list.  And what a crying shame that is.

Above all, being a Democrat means having compassion for others.  It means putting government to work to help the people who need it.

It means using all available tools to provide good health care and education, job opportunities, safe neighborhoods, a healthy environment, a promising future.

It means standing up for people who have been kept down, whether they are native Americans or African Americans, women, immigrants, or the homeless.

It means taking care of the mentally ill, of seniors, of vulnerable children, of veterans–and making sure all people are treated with respect and dignity.

Introduction to “What it Means to be a Democrat” by George McGovern.

(If you want to join me in purchasing Sen. McGovern’s book, I’ve made it easy for you.  You can click on the Amazon link on my website sidebar.  It’s at the very top of my list.   I thank you and I know George thanks you, too.)

January 20, 2012.  Today marks the beginning of Barack Obama’s fourth year as president.  Three years ago today he stood out in the cold and said, “Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off and begin again the work of remaking America.”  He promised “an open government” and “a new beginning.”   I’ve been around for many televised inaugurations, starting with JFK’s when I was but a mere child/adult and, for me,  this one equaled or might have even surpassed that one for good, old-fashioned stirring moments.

In most circles this has probably gone unnoticed, but today is my anniversary, too.  Three years ago, on this exact day, because Barack Obama stirred my soul and gave me hope, I began writing this blog.  I didn’t even think about actually doing it until around mid-morning, when it suddenly came to me that this was one of those portentous days that I shouldn’t let go by unnoticed.

I was heady with joy but understandably reluctant to go whole hog predicting the end to all our troubles.  We were not anointing a savior, even though eight years of hell seemed finally to be at an end.  I was trying to remain calm; trying to keep in mind all of the promises made by politicians over the years that had never been kept, either because there had never been any intention or because they didn’t know what the hell they were getting themselves into.

I started it this way:

Today is January 20, 2009. Inauguration day for Barack Obama, and it can’t have come soon enough. It’s true that he’s been de facto president since November, 2008, when George W. Bush unofficially, without fanfare or hesitation, turned the job over to him, but today it became official. What a day it’s been! They’re estimating the crowds at 2 million strong, a sight unseen on any Presidential First Day in modern history.

And ended it like this:

I have no grand illusions about a rapid return to health for this country, just as I have no illusions about the impact my words will make in the overall scheme of things.  I’ll admit that I’m  overwhelmed right now with the events of the day.  I’m feeling more than a little inarticulate and possibly even shy about expressing how it feels to have our country back.   It may not be the best day to start a blog after all.  But start it I have, and now I’ll give this day over to the Inauguration of Barack Hussein Obama, America’s new president.  The bands are playing, the sun is setting and all’s right with the world.   For now.

On January 20, 2010, in the blog marking our mutual first anniversary, I wrote this about last year’s blog:

Oh, the joy in my heart as I wrote those words.  Take THAT, you lousy, bloated, insufferable faux-Capitalists.  The Sheriff’s saddling up and the posse’s not far behind.  We’re off to save the ranches!  Widows and orphans, help is on the way!

But lest you think I was totally naive, I also wrote:  ‘I have no grand illusions about a rapid return to health for this country.’   No, I had no grand illusions, but I did have dreams…[Ed: About the repetition of those words "grand illusions":  I didn't even notice until now that I had repeated them in two blogs a year apart. I must have seriously meant it.]

…I keep reminding myself that the Good Man took on what amounted to a national nightmare.  There were no easy fixes, and nobody pretended there would be.  But I would have slept better this past year if only I had been able to see the president as a ‘people person’.   Was he ever that?  I don’t know.  We might have made him into our own images, taking much needed comfort in an illusion of our own making.  Maybe he is what he is.  But what is he?  After a full year of hosting him in The People’s House we’re no closer to knowing where he stands, or, more importantly, where he’s going.

Last year, on January 20, 2011, I wrote this:

I knew this anniversary day was coming and that I would want to write about it, but what would I say as I stood beside Obama saying farewell to Year Two, heading into Year Three?  That all of my wishes came true?  That all of my fears were justified?  That nothing much has changed?  That I now know what kind of man my president is?

I can’t say any of those things.   I am at times proud of my president, disappointed in him, enraged by his actions or inaction, fearful of the direction he is taking us.

I’m impatient and feeling increasingly impotent as I’m forced to watch more and more jobless citizens give up, more and more home-owners become homeless, more and more of the sick and dying having to give over their lives to insurance company paper-pushers.  I want the wars to end.  I want the corporate giants to finally understand the consequences and do something about their destructive practices.  I want the GOP and certain members of the Democratic Party to fulfill their obligations to the citizenry–the entire citizenry–in a time of unparalleled crisis, and act like a responsible governing body.  I want our president to be a leader of the people.

Are you sensing a trend here?  Are you thinking that my enthusiasm is taking a downhill slide and that this year should be the one where I finally admit I was wrong about the whole thing?  Well, think again.  After watching the clown shows known at the GOP debates over the past few months, I’m more determined than ever to help make this current president the next president of the United States.

My God, did you see that mess last night?  Have you been watching the remaining Four Horsemen in action?  Is there a serious contender among them?  Would you really, sincerely want any one of them leading this country?  (If you can answer “yes” with a light heart and a straight face, I think you’re in the wrong place.  I would point you to the right place, but I don’t think there is one.)

I’m still disappointed.  I’m still impatient.  The slow pace of change is maddening.  But there is no denying there is change in the air, either because of President Obama, in spite of him, or because of forces having nothing to do with him–take your pick–and I’m hanging in there for the long haul.  Finally, the people are awakening.  Our people.  We’re on the move and we’re not turning back.

I’m with my party and my president and if I have to slap them upside the head once in a while to get their attention, there’s a far better chance at success with them than with that other bunch.  (You know that bunch is trouble when the moderates in their party are ostracized and/or banished for thinking even slightly good thoughts; when the ones that remain feel the need to make it clear they’re only going after the job as leader of this fair land to make it easier for the marauders to take over completely.)

So that’s where I am on this, our third anniversary.  Sure, I was hoping the honeymoon would never end and the gifts would keep on coming, but there it is.  Reality strikes.  It hasn’t been all roses, but it hasn’t been all thorns, either.  Progress has been made.  I’m looking forward to the year ahead, and I’m going to work hard to get Barack Obama re-elected.

That’s where I’m headed. Just so you know.
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In other news: FactCheck looks at the truthiness of the GOP debate last night.  It’s here.

And I found this on their sidebar:

Q: Does Obama plan to deny emergency brain surgery for patients over 70?

A: No. A man claiming on a radio talk show to be a brain surgeon lied about that, and about a meeting of two associations of neurological surgeons, those associations say.

See what we’re up against?

(Cross-posted at Ramona’s Voices)

Georgetown, South Carolina is a mill town; one of the few left in the United States where goods are actually produced and not just assembled.  It is the home of International Paper and ArcelorMittal Steel, and the sounds and smells generating from the sites are an actual comfort, not just to the townspeople but to anyone who detests the thought of factory shutdowns and an idle workforce.

Harbor – Georgetown, SC

At first glance, Georgetown looks like almost any other town across the country–a main drag dotted with fast foods and box stores and gas stations, neighborhoods rich and poor and somewhere in between (The happy surprise in Georgetown, if you venture off the highway, is its carefully preserved historic district  and beautiful harbor)–but since Mitt Romney’s run for the presidency and the revelations of the destructive, worker-eating practices of Bain Capital, the company he once headed, you might see Georgetown in a different light.  You might see it as yet another poster child showing the effects of bullying outside influences with voracious appetites fed largely by avarice and greed.

ArcelorMittal Steel Mill, Georgetown, SC

The Georgetown steel mill, it turns out, was one of Bain Capital’s victims.  Who knew?  Not middle managers. Not the union leaders. Not the laid-off workers.  Not even, apparently, anyone who reported the stories of bankruptcies and shutdowns throughout the years, essentially blaming the problems on the Chinese and the tumult of the times.

During the upheaval of American labor over the past few decades, Georgetown’s mill took several direct hits.  China was in fact, producing cheaper (albeit lower quality) steel.  Jobs were, in fact, being sent by ruthless Americans to cheaper markets overseas.  Domestic car sales had declined and so had the need for the particular steel products coming out of Georgetown. No one saw the need to dig further to find a deeper, underlying reason for the failures.  On the surface, there were plenty.

This isn’t the first time the press has descended on Georgetown.  I went to the union headquarters yesterday and met with the Steelworkers local president, James Sanderson. (Who told me just minutes into our introduction, “I’m going to be on Ed Schultz tonight!”  And he was:  http://video.msnbc.msn.com/the-ed-show/46018158#46018158)

Sanderson said when the Democrats came to nearby Myrtle Beach for a debate in 2008, the candidates got wind of a shutdown at the mill. They all rushed to Georgetown so they could each stand in front of the forlorn, shuttered factory and make promises to the hundreds of unemployed potential voters there was never a chance in hell they would be able to keep.

Nobody knew then what role Bain Capital had played in the inevitable failure of Georgetown Steel.  They bought it and gutted it and profited from their own piracy and nobody knew it had even happened that way until Mitt Romney decided to run for president and the digging began.

As David Wren reports in the Sun-News article:

Less than a year after taking a controlling interest in the Georgetown plant, Bain Capital cut the employees’ profit-sharing plan twice – lowering the plan’s hourly rate from $5.60 an hour to $1.25 per hour. Most of the workers didn’t learn about the cuts until they received their paychecks. The profit-sharing checks eventually disappeared altogether.

Sanderson, in a September 2000 report in The Sun News, called Bain Capital anti-labor and said “they’ve forced a labor dispute at every location” during contract negotiations.  Sanderson agrees that China’s cheap steel imports on the American marketplace hurt the Georgetown mill’s production and profitability.

“But if they [Bain Capital] had only invested in the mill instead of taking everything from it, we would have been able to sustain that [dumping] like we had in the past,” he said.

John Ethridge, a retired Georgetown Steel worker, said Bain Capital “treated us like dirt.”

“They brought a bunch of people in here who thought they knew how to do our job, but they had no idea what they were doing,” Ethridge said, adding that needed equipment and plant upgrades were often delayed or ignored.

Ethridge, who worked at the Georgetown mill for 35 years, said Bain Capital was more interested in how much money it could take from the plant rather than investing anything into it.

By the time GS Industries filed for bankruptcy protection, the number of employees worldwide had been cut by more than half.

After decades of  uncertainty, of lay-offs and down-sizing, of bankruptcies and shut-downs, of revolving-door ownerships, the American company formerly known as Georgetown Steel, now the foreign owned ArcelorMittal, is up and running again. On a smaller scale, but running nonetheless.

ArcelorMittal scrapyard – Georgetown

The union is still in place and James Sanderson is still union president.  Their four-year contract, equitable by any industry standards, is up in September.  It’s anybody’s guess about where they’ll be heading, in light of the stepped-up efforts by South Carolina’s Governor Nikki Haley to make sure South Carolina remains a Right-to-Work state. (Precipitated by the actions of the National Labor Relations Board when it went after Washington state-based Boeing for moving one of their units to South Carolina, allegedly to get out from under unions. The action was dropped in December, but I’m guessing Gov. Haley isn’t going to forget it.)

In South Carolina the sun shines bright on Romney and Bain Capital these days and I know at least a few people who are basking in it, trying to make the most of it (James Sanderson, for one; his boss Leo Gerard for another,  his activist son Jamie for another; and me).  But from afar comes Robert Reich, also speaking on The Ed Show, not about Georgetown but about the troubles at Steel Dynamics, an Indiana steel mill taken over and victimized by Bain Capital.

He explains in pure Reich-style what Bain Capitalism really is:

Bain Capitalism is not product capitalism, it’s financial capitalism.  It’s moving money.  It’s getting as much money from the public sector as possible.

Financial capitalism is not real capitalism.  It doesn’t create new jobs, it doesn’t put people to work, it actually ends up reducing the number of jobs.  it displaces people, it puts risks on average working people, it lowers wages.  Financial capitalism is what we’ve had in this country for the last two or three decades and it’s all centered on Wall Street.  It’s not about making good jobs with good wages and making things.

Last night during the Republican debate in Myrtle Beach, Gov. Nikki Haley was seen smiling and nodding vigorously when Rick Perry jawed on about “South Carolina’s war with the federal government”, as if it was 1865 all over again.  How does Rick the Wretched think we got to this place?  Wasn’t he the one who coined the term, “vulture capitalism”?  Can you run for president or governor without understanding the necessary symbiosis between the Fed and the states in order to combat and destroy the Bains of the world and save your cities, your states, your country?

Well, yes, you can run but should you win?  In a sane world, you shouldn’t.  In a sane world you couldn’t.  (Quick reminder: Mitt Romney, the founder of Bain Capital, is about to be anointed top nominee for president by the Republicans.)  That’s our national nightmare these days, that total disregard by our leaders of a pervasive evil forced on us via the private sector despite absolute, indisputable proof that Bain Capital is just one among hundreds of companies whose only reason for existing is to destroy the fabric of America for profit .  That malignant neglect is the reason the fight goes on and the bad guys keep getting away.

In a free market economy as defined by this new bunch of “patriots”, the only bad guys are the good guys.  Apparently that’s us and we’re toast.

Shack and water tower in the shadow of the mill – Georgetown, SC