on the Oregon coast yesterday afternoon, just north of Otter Rock
We made it to the Pacific, but when we got there everbody was gone.
Actually, Barry and I are staying in Portland this week, where he’s attending a tech conference, and after that we’ll be in Los Angeles for a week. Yesterday was free, so we drove to the coast, much of the time through an almost abandoned wilderness, to stick our toes in the Pacific.
It’s a long drive for one day, so while we didn’t have much time to explore, the town of Newport looked like it would worth more than a detour.
We had a great lunch at the Chowder Bowl above Nye Beach: tiny shrimp in a thick clam chowder, followed by oysters and chips (clams and chips for Barry), the crustaceans all from local waters. Yes, they had good beer and wine, but most of the families sitting around us took a pass on the grownup stuff and finished quickly; they must have found the calories which fed their very ample American forms elsewise.
Another thought from a New York innocent abroad: This part of the world is very middle class and white, very clean and very civic. Why is it that away from the East Coast this country seems to be able to provide clean restrooms almost everywhere and such essentials as well-cared for parks or other public amenities, while in the Eastern cities you have to be a sneak or a sleuth to find a bathroom, and even a successful search will rarely uncover a clean, decent-sized facility? And in so far as parks are concerned (at least in New York City), unless you can get corporations to sponsor them, including their maintenance, your neighborhood is just out of luck.
As a nation are we able to provide for the public only if that public is perceived to be composed of a homogenous class and ethnicity?
Of course there are some parts of America which do have homogeneity, but still don’t think anything should be provided to the public. If you’re from such places, or visited them, you know where they are. Those are the areas from which most decent people flee as soon as they can – sometimes ending up in Oregon or New York.
Category: Politics
Julia Scher’s security check
detail from Julia Scher’s video, “Guard”
The third of White Box‘s planned nine weekly curated (RNC-oriented) shows opened tonight with a video and window installation by Julia Scher curated by Michael Rush.
Everything is on the outside of the gallery for these summer shows. This week the window reveals a real chain link fence topped with the ubiquitous razor wire, but this time everything is in pink, the whole threaded with a blue text welcoming the Republican National Convention to New York. The video installation next to the window is composed of two looped tapes (43 minutes total) each showing a solitary pink-uniformed security guard stationed, presumably, in front of a bank of monitors showing images of the viewer.
Scher has worked with surveillance issues for years. In 1991 she wrote, “The monitors of surveillance are the eyes of a social body gone berserk.” Today we cannot even imagine an escape from that insanity.
It’s a very good show. It’ll be there for only six more days, but the real surveillance is only getting started.
no election

. . . until, whatever
I wrote these three paragraphs as part of my ruminations on the eve of the last Congressional election, in 2002, prior to the monstrous Iraq War but just in time to see Hussein used as the bogey from which we needed the Republicans to defend us. The post was titled, “rigging the election.”
Almost two years ago, in the months after the 2000 elections, I bored or frightened my friends with my prediction that we would never have another Presidential election, and we would very likely be relieved of the messiness of another congressional election as well. I believed that the Republicans would never give up what had been so ill-gotten in the winter of 2000-2001.
I was certain that some pretext would be invented to distort the electoral process, or even entirely suspend the Constitutional niceties providing for the election of a Congress and a President, in order to protect us from enemies at home or aboad.
If they get away with it this fall, a Republican executive, a Republican Congress and a Republican judiciary will virtually guarantee their success with a frightened and gung-ho citizenry in 2004. Dictatorship accomplished.
If some were ever bored by cries about the sky falling, none of us are today, but we are all certainly frightened.
Going forward, I expect to append certain posts with the seven words, “We will never have another Presidential election.” I would be delighted to have to admit I was wrong, but it doesn’t look like it’s going to happen.
[image from ICSC 2001]
postpone the election?
Dictatorship will be the answer.
Why of course we can’t go on as a constitutional republic if a terrorist act occurs within our borders – or so the Administration would have us believe. Essentially it’s what has already happened since September 11, but now the only people who profited politically from the events of that day now want to make it official.
U.S. counterterrorism officials are looking at an emergency proposal on the legal steps needed to postpone the presidential election in case of such an attack, Newsweek reported on Sunday.
The Democrats will probably sign on of course. Perhaps someone should first point out, as Barry did this afternoon, that even during the Civil War there wasn’t an interruption in the election process.
Still, one way or another these people will see to it that there is no real election, this November – or ever.
rigging another presidential election

where will your vote go when you leave the booth?
We observed the 4th of July holiday yesterday by watching Michael Moore’s “Fahrenheit 9/11.” [I just can’t imagine how anything traditionally celebratory could be appropriate just now.]
Because I haven’t been tied up in a cellar for four years, I think I can say I did not learn anything new during those two hours, but when the film’s chronological sequence reached the moment that the United States bombed Baghdad I just lost it.
My only thought then was that if we were being watched by a wrathful, Old Testament god he would have instantly crushed our nation for its selfishness, its stupidity and its cruelty. More privileged than any people which has ever enjoyed the bounty of this planet, we have no excuse for the evil we have unleashed upon others. [And no, since we have absolutely chosen ignorance (we have the media we want) there will be no absolution there.]
We are very lucky that old god isn’t out there. It now appears that we’re waking up and don’t like what we have done. I really believe most of us will not vote for Bush in November, but I also firmly believe Bush will be declared winner of the election. They aren’t going to let go.
How will this happen? Nothing has been done in Florida to repair the system responsible for that state’s abominations in the 2000 election, and meanwhile the possibilities for mischief have expanded elsewhere. But the decisive assault to our voting rights is the introduction in many jurisdictions of electronic voting machines which leave absolutely no paper trail and whose programming remains secret to all but their large Republican-dominated corporate makers. Sophisticated push-button control of the ballot box: the dream of every modern tyranny.
Why are we trying to raise millions of dollars and raise up millions of people, if in the end the election can be fixed? Especially after what happened four years ago, why aren’t we hearing about this horrible threat? Even the most energetic opponents of the Administration are not pointing out the danger. Other than to suggest the most cynical of possibilities, I don’t have an explanation for that silence.
Because of his film’s brilliance and because of its huge popular success, Michael Moore seems to have awakened his audience in time, and he should soon enjoy the highest honors available from a grateful nation. But I’m afraid he has one more job to do, and I say it is his because I cannot imagine anyone else who could get the voters’ attention, anyone else who could save us from another, even bigger fix in November.
We’re going to have to ask him to help, and we’re also going to have to talk it up with anyone else who might make a difference.
Everything depends on it.
It’s no longer enough just to pick the right candidate in the voting booth. We have keep our eyes on what happens afterwards.
[image from Dangerous Citizen]
let’s not make their nice

Herds of Republicans in New York?
Can’t wait for the excitement of the Republican Convention, still eight long weeks away? Start celebrating this coming Wednesday, and again on each of the next eight Wednesdays, with the people at White Box. They’re putting together more than two months’ worth of creative events in recognition of the extraordinary significance of this . . . this thing coming to New York. There will be a new curator and a new art installation each week.
The Republicans of course have only one installation, it’s hardly art, it’s definitely not a hit and the whole set will be struck later this fall.
MAKE NICE will be the theme of the fifth edition of White Box’s annual summer series, Six Feet Under. As in previous years, MAKE NICE will consist of exhibitions mounted by critics and curators who will take possession of White Box’s exhibition space for the duration of one week each. This year the topic specifically addresses the Republican National Convention, to be staged in New York from August 29 through September 2, 2004. The premise is that the curators, and the artists they select, respond to an ad-campaign featuring Ed Koch in which he tells New Yorkers: “The Republicans are coming, Make Nice.”
Meanwhile, it looks like Koch has had real trouble finding New Yorkers to volunteer holding Republican hands. Are we surprised?
Many of the tour guides for this summer’s Republican National Convention will be tourists.
The nonprofit committee in charge of making Gotham hospitable to the 4,000-plus delegates has hit its benchmark of recruiting 10,000 volunteers.
But only 42 percent of the unpaid convention guides are New York City residents. The rest are from other areas, including upstate, New Jersey, Connecticut, Pennsylvania and Virginia, according to statistics released yesterday by NYC Host Committee 2004.
10,000 guides for only 4,000 delegates? They should be able to spare at least a few of those volunteers for work toward a cause worthy of a human being. I expect that some of those 4,200 or so New Yorkers are in fact spies or moles, so this could get more interesting than the event planners might have imagined.
[image is logo from White Box site]
does this sound familiar?

The story appeared in The City section of the NYTimes on Sunday. It was part of an article describing the history of the World Trade Center site. As I read it I felt that its outline seemed very familiar. It described the manipulation of the power of the state for personal gain, but while both the profit and the loss associated with two years of warfare against the Indians in New Netherland was on a much smaller scale than that of the imperial Bush wars, has anything changed much in four centuries?
Jan Jansen Damen, who came from Holland around 1630 to help set up the new colony, was more than just a simple farmer. The first European owner of what would later become part of the World Trade Center site had much greater ambitions.
Like an early Donald Trump, Damen had a thirst for land and wealth. He pushed aggressively to secure commitments from the Dutch West India Company for grants or leases of property located just north of the barricade that was Wall Street. Below this barrier was all of settled New York, the land where the pioneers had built their crude, wooden-roofed homes.
When trouble came in the form of Indian attacks on settlers, the Dutch governor turned to Damen for advice, naming him in 1641 to New York’s first local governing board, known as the Twelve Men.
The board’s chairman, David Pietersen De Vries, urged Gov. Willem Kieft to be patient, as the tiny colony, with little in the form of arms or soldiers, was vulnerable and “the Indians, though cunning enough, would do no harm unless harm were done to them.”
Damen did not agree. His land, at the edge of the settled area, was particularly vulnerable. In February 1643, accounts written at the time say, Damen and two other members of the Twelve Men entertained the governor with conversation and wine and reminded him that the Indians had not complied with his demands to make reparations for recent attacks. “God having now delivered the enemy evidently into our hands, we beseech you to permit us to attack them,” they wrote in Dutch, in a document that survives today.
DeVries tried to calm Governor Kieft: “You go to break the Indians’ heads; it is our nation you are about to destroy.” But the governor disagreed. It was time, he resolved, “to make the savages wipe their chops.”
The assault, which took place about midnight on Feb. 25, 1643, in Jersey City, then called Pavonia, and at Corlears Hook, now part of the Lower East Side, was an extraordinarily gruesome affair. “Infants were torn from their mothers’ breasts and hacked to pieces,” DeVries relates in his journal. Others “came running to us from the country, having their hands cut off; some lost both arms and legs; some were supporting their entrails with their hands, while others were mangled in other horrid ways too horrid to be conceived.” In all, more than 100 were killed.
The region’s Indian tribes united against Governor Kieft and the colonists. Damen was nicknamed “the church warden with blood on his hands,” and expelled from the local governing board. The governor was ultimately recalled by the Dutch. The colony, over two years of retaliatory attacks, sank to a desperate state.
“Almost every place is abandoned,” a group of colonists wrote to authorities in Holland in late 1643. “We, wretched people, must skulk, with wives and children that still survive, in poverty together, in and around the fort at the Manahatas, where we are not safe even for an hour whilst the Indians daily threaten to overwhelm us.”
Damen died about 1650. His heirs sold his property to two men: Oloff Stevensen Van Cortlandt, a brewer and one-time soldier in the Dutch West India militia, and Dirck Dey, a farmer and cattle brander. Their names were ultimately assigned to the streets at the trade center site. Damen’s was lost to history
We won’t be so lucky with Bush’s name.
Note: The native American peoples in Manhattan were of the group, Lenape or Lenni-Lenape, later catagorized by the Europeans as Upper Delaware.
[image from RootsWeb for Montgomery County]
disorder in the court and confusion in the newsroom

the United States Supreme Court, showing nothing upstairs
More on today’s ruling from the Supreme Court.
The news stories which first appeared this morning have already been rewritten a number of times (the AP story I linked to in my own post no longer exists; its replacement bears a report which is almost a reversal of the original), reflecting the confusion which surrounds the justices’ “decision.”
I think most of us don’t have to be reminded that it was this same Supreme judiciary body which three and a half years ago installed the Administration which we see working so asiduously to re-create the remainder of the judiciary in its own image.* I don’t think we can expect “judicial review” to safeguard any of us from assaults waged in the name of the War on Terror.
Today’s decision says Bush has the right, under the Patriot Act, to arrest and hold both citizens and non-citizens indefinitely and without charges, although both citizens and non-citizens have the right to go to court to argue, apparently one at a time, that in their particular cases they are being held illegally. No one will be let out today – or tomorrow – and in fact the separate cases could be argued for years while the plaintiffs languish in camps, thanks to these (un)worthy judges.
However you look at what the Court did today, it has to be regarded as making bad law.
* One reminder which more of us actually do need: John Kerry, our great blue hope, voted for the war, voted for staying the course in Iraq, and voted for the Patriot Act.
[image from supremecourtus]
Supreme Court confirms Bush as dictator

Chaplin in “The Dictator”
We have no freedom.
I’m looking for the nearest door.
[image from DVDMaXX]
Cheney tells senator, “Fuck Yourself”

Big Time
Could this be the same newspaper whose editors have been major cheerleaders for the Bush administration for three and a half years? Starting even with their site headline, “Cheney Uses Major-League Expletive,” this delicious story from the Washington Post reads more like something you’d see on a smart progressive blog than what you might expect from a White House rag.
Among other helpful tips, the Post article reminds us:
As it happens, the exchange occurred on the same day the Senate passed legislation described as the “Defense of Decency Act” by 99 to 1.
Goodness!
[image from CONSPIRATION.CC]