Category: Politics


Perhaps eight years of Bush have warped my standards for presidential speeches. But, my God, this man is smart! First Obama gives a ridiculously insightful speech on race in America, now a speech on religion and politics at the Call to Renewal Conference. Really, go read. Obama is more eloquent and clear on the separation–and confluence–of church and state than any summary I could make.

I am just astounded at Obama’s ability to make ideas I believe are true–even hard truths, ideas that aren’t supposed to be acceptable arguments outside a college classroom–pronounceable in the political sphere. Normally these sorts of ideas would be cut to pieces in the soundbite news cycle. To some extent, they still are, but the parts the media picks out are usually representative enough that right-wing attacks come off as petty. Obama makes the speech of the decade on race: commentators rant about him “throwing his grandmother under the bus.” Now, Obama talks about the separation of church and state: Dobson whines (with no apparent sense of irony) that Obama is distorting the Bible for political purposes and that by mentioning Dobson in the same sentence as Al Sharpton, Obama is calling him racist. Really? Is that the best you can do?

To those who argue that Obama is nothing but pretty speeches, I would argue that there is more meaningful content in these than in any of Bush’s State of the Union addresses. Blabbering about “freedom” and “turrists” in order to excite neocon “clash of civilisations” fantasies does not qualify as an interesting or productive idea for the country.

Obama’s speeches are elevating the political discourse in this country, especially at those times that the media airs the whole thing, not just snippets. Mud-slinging will always be a presence in politics, but I do think the era of its postmodern, simulated dominance is coming to an end. However much I tend to agree with them, Obama’s arguments are not infallible–there are well-reasoned, well-phrased debates to be had. I’m just waiting for conservatives to rise to his standard and make them.

American Public Media just created Budget Hero, a game where you tweak the federal government budget (based on real GAO numbers) in an effort to achieve your goals while avoiding bankruptcy. I don’t expect this to be a fast-paced console game anytime soon. But as a nice Flash-based way of looking at what the heck the government does (and could/should) spend its money on, it’s pretty sweet. If you’re a government student or a political economy hack of some sort, check it out.

At the end, you can compare your budget with those of players of various genders, income levels, and party affiliations. I was amused to see that the self-identified Republicans had the *least* solvent budget of any party group: their average budget would bust in 2048, with government spending at 19.2% of GDP and government debt at 27.0% of GDP. (It’s a great illustration of something I constantly tell fiscal conservatives: if you really care about making government smaller, quit whining about school lunch programs and end the war!) Libertarians did a bit better, busting in 2058, with spending at 18.6% and debt at 20.2%.

But despite desperately trying to spend money on education, infrastructure, and random environmental things, I achieved my health & wellness, anti-government waste, and energy independence goals with a government more solvent (2070+), smaller (18.6% of GDP), and less indebted (8.2% of GDP) than even the goddamn Libertarians.

Sweeeeet.

I’d say this ought to qualify me to be president, except for three of the major components to my success: ending pork barrel projects outright (is that even possible?), cutting some senior benefits (the baby boomers will have my head), and raising taxes for corporations, polluters, and the wealthy in order to actually balance the budget (you’d think that would be sensible enough to be popular… :/ ). So never mind.

I imagine that would work as a title for a majority of my posts…

Anyway, first, a book! Cory Doctorow’s new novel, “Little Brother” (like “Big Brother” from 1984, ha ha), just came out. Like all his other work, Cory’s made it available for free under a Creative Commons license. Though, if you like it, buy a copy for a friend, or for a poor teacher or librarian!

It’s the kind of book I wish I’d had sophomore year of high school. Plenty of characters, including well-meaning ones, espousing the same old passive, scared-as-hell, “the world is different now therefore all rights violations are justified” authoritarian* arguments. It’s a daring portrait of resistance to that worldview and its enforcement. Despite the sci-fi label, virtually all of the tech in the story is current. As is the political climate described…which means it really hits close to home.

I really want to believe the “the answer to all questions is 9/11!!!” meme is waning, what with the dissolution of Giuliani’s campaign. I wish that the country was starting to grow a pair**, defend the Bill of Rights, and weigh the costs and benefits of security policies with the rational awareness that terrorism is a micro-risk among the myriad security problems our country has, like car accidents, identity theft, levees stuffed with newspaper, and basic infrastructure falling down. But I think that’s a bit too optimistic.

So go read.

Second, I just discovered this Minnesota band Cloud Cult thanks to The Current. (Yeah, I know, late to the party.) I’m currently obsessed with the single from their new album, “Everybody Here Is a Cloud.” Here’s the video–shot with random fans in Como Park!

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* Is there a better term for “anti-civil libertarian”?

** I can’t think of a non-gendered way of putting this idea: “grow some balls”? “man up”? There’s “grow a spine,” but to me that implies standing up for yourself, as opposed to refusing fear in general.

Link. Basically, twenty friends decided to celebrate my favorite founding father’s birthday by going to his monument at midnight and having a dance party. In order to not disturb other visitors (yes, the monument’s open 24 hours), they used iPods instead of a boombox. Park cops show up, tell them to get out, one girl asks “why?” (just that, why) and is immediately arrested and hauled downtown. She’s since been released, with a charge of “interference with agency duties”, whatever that is (just screams “catch-all”…).

“Nobody puts Baby in a corner [cell]!”

I participated in something similar last year–the Harvard free culture conference Dance Conspiracy where we danced around the streets of Cambridge to someone’s laptop broadcasting short-range radio. You’d think that enough flash mob-style dance events have happened by now to make them clearly non-dangerous (as if they were ever legitimately scary to begin with; it’s a bunch of happy people dancing, for Christ’s sake! It’s like the opposite of terrorism!)

To hell with the War on Fun. When I go back to DC, dancing at the Jefferson Memorial is at the top of my list of things to do.

As you might guess, we’re reading Brown (along with historical background, Plessy, Green, and other crap) right now in my Civil Liberties and Fundamental Rights. While not everyone in the class is a Scripps student (there’s even one guy!), most of them are. So, among other issues, a major topic of discussion today was: if you think Brown‘s choice of a strategy of integration over the Plessy-enabled strategy of equalization was the right one, how do you square that with your choice to attend a women’s-only college?

The professor is trying to save this issue for when we cover affirmative action. Fair enough. But I think talking about the gendered elephant in the room in relation to Brown is useful just because, unlike any of the affirmative action decisions, it holds such a canonized place in our society. Brown is just. Brown is wonderful. Brown saved this country from the ignorant, scary Jim Crow people. Read Brown. Love Brown. Or something. I’m cheating, because I happened to see Derrick Bell speak at Mudd frosh year. But most of the students in the class–and myself before I heard Bell–came in with the assumption that Brown was an unquestionably Good Thing.

Which it most certainly isn’t. Unquestionably good, that is. While the doll studies demonstrated the pernicious effects of a racist society on black kids, it’s unclear that overturning racist educational policy and force-integrating schools benefited them. Attending a previously-white school would give a black student access to much better academic facilities and resources. However, it also would put him in an extremely hostile environment. Instead of having a black teacher who could serve as a potential mentor, he would be taught–and graded–by a likely-racist white prof. Instead of learning with his peers, he would be surrounded by a sneering, bullying mob of strangers. Would these factors fully offset the benefits of attending a better-funded school? It’s not clear. But in the last fifty years there have been a number of studies giving credence to the idea that minority kids tend to learn better in single-minority classes (and women learn better in single-gender classes–studies that women’s college advocates like to cite).

Given these studies, then, it may have been a better strategy to, instead of pursuing school integration, force states to fund the “equal” part of Plessy‘s “separate but equal” mandate. It’d be a hard fight, no doubt. Southern states would fight it tooth and nail. But enforcing desegregation was a long, bloody fight, too. It’s hard to imagine a segregated equality decision, or indeed *any* Supreme Court decision, that would be harder to implement than Brown.

But, as I said before, Brown is as close as we get to holy writ when it comes to contemporary civic diversity. Lots of people want to hold onto it. Some of them attend women’s colleges. Which results in interestingness.

So. The first attempted distinction between segregated (by race) schools and segregated (by gender) schools in class today was based on choice and consent. If women were forced to go to women’s-only schools, we would feel oppressed and made to feel inferior–even if the women’s-only college options were perfectly good institutions in and of themselves. But because we can choose either to go to Scripps or to Yale, the fact of Scripps being a gender-segregated institution doesn’t have that stigma attached.

The problem is, when you move that back over to the case of race–”if black kids can choose to go to either the “white” school or the “black” school, that will remove the “black” school’s stigma and make everything better!”–it just doesn’t work. In fact, after Brown most Southern school districts adopted the strategy of simply giving all students a choice as to which school to attend. Guess what happened? A couple courageous black students chose to attend the “formerly” white school. But the vast, vast majority of black students, whether out of comfort or fear of retribution, “chose” the “formerly” black school. And, of course, no white student ever chose (no need for scare quotes because it was) the black school–why would you, the textbooks were forty years old and the building was rotten! So you’ve got one 100% black school and one ever-so-slightly browner-than-white school. And the black school still has no funding. And worse, by the logic of the Scripps apologists, the black students were choosing, consenting to, this state of affairs!

As you might hope, this system didn’t hold up to judicial scrutiny. Subsequent decisions found that simply giving students a choice as to which school to attend did not adequately implement Brown. For obvious reasons. This resulted in court-ordered busing and minority percentage targets. So the fact that there is a choice to enter a mixed environment does not by itself justify a segregated institution.

The other argument that was made was that there’s a difference between the government/public schools segregating and private schools segregating. I’m hoping that the student who made this argument didn’t think this through. (To be fair, that’s what class discussion is for.) Otherwise, we’d have no quarrel with privately-owned lunch counters (ahem) or schools (BJU, I’m looking at you) who discriminated based on race. Whether or not this changes the *legal* grounds, I find it hard to believe it makes a major difference in the perceived *stigma*. I might care more if the government segregates by gender because the government can do more bad things to me. But in terms of making me feel like less of a person, I’m also gonna be pissed off when I have to, say, travel in the cramped, smoky “women’s” section of the train.

So what is the difference that makes attending Scripps a privilege and attending an all-black high school an inherent stigma?

First, unlike most of the segregated (by race) schools of the 1950s, Scripps is as good or better than most of its co-ed counterparts. There is actual equality of resources and opportunities here. So that additional measure of moral outrage at segregation because of the tangible inequalities involved isn’t present here.

Second, there are so few all-men’s colleges left in the US. I have no idea how many there actually are–three? four? In any case, I don’t know about you, but I don’t have a particular desire to attend any of them. If (as the argument goes) a minority group school gains its stigma not inherently but rather in relation to the majority-group school, then, there aren’t really any men’s colleges left to be envious of or humbled by. There’s no thesis for our antithesis. We’re simply free to ask hard questions in math class while wearing sweatpants and no makeup in our idyllic walled garden. We’re free to just reap the supposed benefits of single-sex education.

However, insofar that Scripps is a privilege, it is also discriminatory. If a Scripps education is really so awesome, it would make sense that a man would want to obtain one. We haven’t been sued yet…but what happens when we are? And how do we resolve that opinion with our garden-variety liberal ideas about race and dominant-narrative understanding of Brown?

Man, I can’t wait for the affirmative action cases…

Two interesting articles:

First, a feminist commentary on this xkcd comic. It’s basically lauding the comic for its philogynistic (is that a word?) qualities. If all men felt this way, recognized how cool our reproductive capabilities are instead of being threatened by scary scary girl parts, I imagine women would be significantly better off.

Then second, we have a man who happens to have a set of those lovely girl parts, and is making a baby with them. He’s transgender, and he’s having the baby since his wife can’t.

How does it feel to be a pregnant man? Incredible. Despite the fact that my belly is growing with a new life inside me, I am stable and confident being the man that I am. In a technical sense I see myself as my own surrogate, though my gender identity as male is constant. To Nancy, I am her husband carrying our child—I am so lucky to have such a loving, supportive wife. I will be my daughter’s father, and Nancy will be her mother. We will be a family.

The desire to have kids and raise a family has always belonged to both genders. The social and technological environment we live in today, however, has made the implementation of that desire newly feasible in so many ways. The concept of pregnancy as manly–and figuring out what exactly that means–is simply groundbreaking. I love it. If childbearing is potentially part of what masculinity means, what consequences might that have for couples where it’s the woman carrying the child? It seems like it could lead to a greater respect and awe for pregnancy in general.

Obviously, there aren’t that many transgender couples where the husband has to–or wants to–carry the child. It’s a pretty unique case–I’d never heard of anything like it before. We still don’t have artificial uteruses or anything that would allow sex-typical men to carry children. But I hope lots of people see this article, both because the consequences are interesting and in the hopes that future transgendered couples’ friends, family, and doctors don’t react as badly as this couple’s did.

In summary: Neat!

Last night while on media studies liaison duty I saw Bill Keller, executive editor of the New York Times and Pomona alum, speak at the “Page, Screen, Pixel” conference reception at the MOCA. He had a lot to say about why, even in the age of the Internet and the blogosphere, he thinks the newspaper is, in the words of Monty Python, “not dead yet.”

I agree with him, at the very least in the case of the New York Times. But I felt like there was a sort of disconnect between the things he said defending the newspaper and things said bemoaning its contraction. And that, I think, is the key thing to understand if you’re gonna look at the old media/new media landscape.

Keller talked a lot about newspapers are different from (most) blogs because professional journalists have an explicit commitment to nonpartisanship and being as objective about the news as they can be. They name their sources, whenever possible, fact-check, and generally “show their work.” But he also talked about how the newspaper’s image has been tarnished by both zealots who care not for objective sources of news and legitimate scandals. The connection between the two is this: journalistic principles, while obviously valuable, are just principles. Principles don’t require experience or special education to be adopted. Any blogger can decide to try and do all these things, if they want. Some do.

No one cares that the New York Times has a “commitment” to factual, impartial reporting. What they care about is the execution of that principle–that errors are in fact kept to a minimum, that journalists don’t make stuff up, and that the paper doesn’t bend its principles to serve the powers that be. So when journalists do screw up badly–are caught falsifying quotes or manipulating photos, or strategically suppress stories for the sake of their political or corporate backers (*coughNSAwiretappingcough*)–whining “but we’re really impartial, I swear!” is not going to do the job! If you can’t answer Chomsky’s critique and credibly show that your corporate owners, advertisers, and needed governmental sources don’t influence the stories you run, I may as well go read BoingBoing.

Keller also talked about how, by having legions of paid reporters, they can support things like international bureaus and lengthy, costly article research while blogs cannot. Yet–almost in the same breath!–he talked about how falling newspaper revenues and cost-cutting measures have slashed–guess what?–international coverage and a payroll large enough to support longer-term research instead of hack jobs. Hmm…

I feel like the newspaper industry has been cutting back and cutting back and cutting back until what it offers is little better than what others can provide for free. And then newspapers wonder why they’re losing. Well, what do you expect?

There was a little time for questions, so this was what I asked Keller: “You argue that what sets newspapers apart is that they have things like a global network of correspondents, yet at the same time those distinguishing characteristics are what are getting eviscerated by budget cuts. Shouldn’t it make more sense to invest more money into the things that set newspapers apart from blog competitors?”

His response was just, “Yes, yes it would… I should have you argue that in front of my employer!”

But that is THE question, isn’t it? Media ownership determines media budget determines media coverage. For some reason, the owners of the New York Times (and pretty much any other paper) are cutting back instead of pushing forward for the sake of profit–though I imagine their long-term interest could legitimately be otherwise. Why? If we want to get to the root of the relation between old and new media, shouldn’t we be discussing old media ownership and who owes who?

If there may be a compelling corporate interest, even for corporate old media shareholders, in compromising the supposed integrity of old media despite the consequence of (or, perhaps, to intentionally bring about the) fracturing media consumption on ideological lines… what does that mean?

Who knows. In front of an audience of Media Studies professors, Media Studies majors, and Pomona alum bigwigs, that was the closest we got to discussing big media ownership the entire evening.

The prompt:

In 2006, Rachel Orsborne sought and was denied a marriage license by the state of Massachusetts. She had hoped to enter into a “plural marriage” between herself and two other adults – a couple who has been legally married for 25 years. Ms. Orsborne, who recently turned 19 years of age, notes that she is deeply in love with both of her prospective partners, that the state of Massachusetts recognizes and performs same-sex marriages, and that there is both a long-standing cultural tradition of plural marriage (in the Old Testament as well as in the United States) as well as persecution and discrimination against those in polygamous unions. Ms. Orsborne professes no religious affiliation and does not claim any First Amendment violation of religious freedom. She does claim that by denying a marriage license, the state of Massachusetts has unconstitutionally discriminated against her, in violation of the Equal Protection clause, as well as violating her fundamental rights to marriage under the Due Process clause of the Fourteenth Amendment.

The Circuit Court rejected Ms. Orsborne’s claim, citing Reynolds v. United States (1878), in which the Supreme Court upheld the constitutionality of prohibitions against polygamy. However, because that case was argued principally as a religious Free Exercise case, the Supreme Court today has granted certiorari on the fundamental rights claim (although not on the question of equal protection). You are clerking for one of the Justices and have been asked to write either a brief or a draft opinion (your choice) roughly 4-6 pages in length, to be filed with the faculty administrative assistant in Balch 216 no later than 11am on Monday, February 25.

The opinion (written under the name of “Justice Lessig,” bahahaha):

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For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five grey hairs, or ruin’d fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his Honour, or his Grace,
Or the King’s real, or his stamped face
Contemplate, what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.

Alas, alas, who’s injur’d by my love?
What merchant’s ships have my sighs drown’d?
Who says my tears have overflow’d his ground?
When did my colds a forward spring remove?
When did the heats which my veins fill
Add one more to the plaguy bill?
Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
Litigious men, which quarrels move,
Though she and I do love.

Call us what you will, we are made such by love;
Call her one, me another fly,
We are tapers too, and at our own cost die,
And we in us find th’ eagle and the dove.
The phoenix riddle hath more wit
By us; we two being one, are it.
So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit,
We die and rise the same, and prove
Mysterious by this love.

We can die by it, if not live by love,
And if unfit for tombs and hearse
Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
And if no piece of chronicle we prove,
We’ll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
As well a well-wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
And by these hymns all shall approve
Us canoniz’d for love;

And thus invoke us: “You, whom reverend love
Made one another’s hermitage;
You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
Who did the whole world’s soul contract, and drove
Into the glasses of your eyes
(So made such mirrors, and such spies,
That they did all to you epitomize)
Countries, towns, courts: beg from above
A pattern of your love!”

– “The Canonization,” John Donne

I just used this poem in a footnote for a mock opinion overturning Reynolds and legalizing plural marriage. Oh yes.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love Donne?

Compare and contrast:

Shudder-inducing Jackson Five ripoff versus sweet speech-based edit job:

Hmmm, this is a toughie…

On a completely unrelated note, I think I may be following this campaign too much. A week ago I had a dream in which Barack Obama danced around in a zoot suit singing this song:

Which in retrospect does make a kind of sense, given his message… Can Obama sing? Can he do this when he wins the nomination? Please please please?

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