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THE CHECK IS IN THE MAIL

Republican Matt Van Epps will end up winning the special election in Tennessee’s 7th Congressional District by about 9 percentage points.

That might sound like a solid win. Except that Tennessee-7 is a solidly Republican district. Both Donald Trump and the representative whose resignation triggered the election carried the 7th by more than 20 percentage points.

Some polls close to the vote indicated that the Democrat, Aftyn Behn, was within 3 points of Van Epps. So those of you who read that – and little else – might believe that she didn’t do well.

Baloney. Behn took a cue from Zohran Mamdani in New York and ran on the affordability issue. It helped her wipe out more than half the usual margin in the district.

A district, I might add, that was totally rigged against her.

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I don’t remember Ken Burns’ outstanding “The American Revolution” series mentioning Founding Father Elbridge Gerry. He merely signed the Declaration of Independence and then helped supply the Patriot armies.

Unfortunately, in his old age, he became a staunch partisan. As governor of Massachusetts, he approved legislative boundaries that showed favoritism to his Democratic-Republican Party, leading to the term “gerrymandering.”

So Gerry figures prominently in the politics of the nation he helped create more than two centuries later.

Because Tennessee – once home to such noted Democrats as Estes Kefauver and the Gore family – is now a solid red state. And the reactionaries who funded the long game that is Republican politics have ensured the party’s success by making it almost impossible for Democrats to win Congressional seats. Thank you, Mr. Gerry.

So Behn’s 9-point loss, while not a win for the Democrats, is likely to make Republicans very nervous. If the Democrats wipe 12 points off Republican margins around the country next year, the House will almost certainly flip – and the Senate might as well.

That’s why you’re seeing all this nonsense with creating more Republican districts in states like Texas, Indiana and Missouri – and why California countered with Prop. 50, Gavin Newsome’s so-far successful effort to bolster Democrats.

As a believer in democracy, I think gerrymandering sucks. As President Obama often says, voters should pick legislators and not the other way around.

But unilateral disarmament is a problem. So, yeah, while it goes against my core belief, I think New York, Virginia and Illinois need to join California in reshaping legislative maps. I’ve given up on the idea of expecting Republicans to ever do what’s right.

Gerrymandering isn’t the only way the Republicans will try to hold onto power. They might also plan to give you money.

I think that sometime before November 3, 2026, the Republicans will try to buy your love with something they’ll call a tariff dividend – the money collected by tacking these ridiculous surcharges onto things we buy from countries that don’t kiss Trump’s butt.

Maybe it will be about $2,000. It will be a check and the biggest letters on it won’t be your name. They will be PRESIDENT DONALD J. TRUMP.

If you don’t throw it out thinking it’s a campaign mailing, make sure you cash it. But don’t, for a moment, think that you’re coming out ahead.

The tariffs and the inflation they’ve triggered have already cost you way more than whatever amount these putzes are going to send you.

Unfortunately, it will work somewhat. In 2024, many voters remembered those checks aimed at stemming economic disaster during COVID – checked they thought originated with Trump because he insisted that his name be put on them, even though the idea came from Democrats in the House.

You always think fondly of people who give you money. I wish I could say I’m going to take the money and put it toward an organization whose mission has suffered from the devastation Trump and his sycophants have wreaked on our country. 

But, like you, I’m going to be hurting financially. I’m a senior citizen, living on a fixed income. So I’ll cash the check. And I won’t forget why I’m in the spot I’ll be in.

I thank Aftyn Behn for running a strong, positive campaign. Some of the ideas she offered might not have been well received by Tennesseans a year ago. But now, with the real economy faltering and our country becoming a hermit, they got a fair hearing from those not completely swallowed up by MAGAdumb.

Maybe, in November, no amount of Republican connivance can change what will happen. That won’t be easy to achieve.

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THE WOMEN WHO REPORT

The 21st century is just about one-quarter over. And, in my mind, it’s a slam dunk as to what’s the most consequential piece of journalism of the last 25 years.

It’s the 2018 “Pervasion of Justice” series in the Miami Herald. The reporter was Julie K. Brown, and what she detailed – and detailed should be underlined and bolded there – was the sex trafficking ring maintained for the wealthy and powerful by financier Jeffrey Epstein.

In the series, Brown interviewed about 80 victims of Epstein, some who were as young as 13 when they were exploited. Those victims never knew the terms of Epstein’s two state charge convictions or that he made a deal that canceled federal charges. 

The stories also detailed how Epstein’s “incarceration” included frequent home visits and trips to New York and his Caribbean retreat.

Brown’s work led to new charges against Epstein in 2019 – charges that were pending when Epstein died in his New York jail cell, supposedly by his own hand.

Here it is, 2025, and we’re still amidst the reprecussions of Brown’s reporting. Largely because one of Epstein’s most prominent associates, Donald Trump, was president at the time of the publication and somehow managed to get elected again last year.

Brown is the Woodward and Bernstein of this generation. She should have a Pulitzer Prize to show for the incredible work she did.

That she doesn’t is possibly due to the machinations of attorney Alan Dershowitz, who knew Epstein and was implicated in Brown’s reporting. He complained loudly and publicly, and lobbied the Pulitzer committee against awarding Brown for her work.

When I started my career, there were few women in newsrooms. When I retired, more than half the people in my newsroom were female.

That is a remarkable change and there’s only one reason for it. And it’s not because of affirmative action, DEI, wokeness or anything else detractors conjure.

The reason is that the women who go into journalism are very good at journalism.

It has been my privilege to work with, work for and to mentor women of exceptional talent. They put in the time, they put up with the frustrations, they deal with the vagaries of corporate capriciousness. Like all journalists, they don’t get paid as well as other professionals – and too many of them still don’t get paid as much as their male counterparts.

They also have to contend with a lot of crap. Which brings us to this week.

I once aspired to be a White House correspondent – that what’s I thought was the ultimate job in journalism. That viewpoint changed as I saw other uses for my abilities – and I saw the way people who cover the president never seem to stop working.

So when two women covering the mishegas known as Trump dared to ask questions that he didn’t want to answer, he lashed out in a way you kind of expect from a low-life grifter.

When a reporter for Bloomberg News asked why he didn’t just release the Epstein files instead of having Congress vote to subpoena them, he told her “Quiet, quiet piggy.” Implying that a woman looking for a simple answer was less than human.

When a reporter for ABC News confronted Trump about welcoming Mohammed bin Salman – the Saudi leader who allegedly masterminded the murder of a Washington Post journalist – he went into a diatribe against her and urged the FCC to take away the network’s broadcast license.

Bloomberg’s Catherine Lucey and ABC’s Mary Bruce stood firm against an abusive old fart. Hopefully, their employers will have their back. They join a long line of female journalists – April Ryan and Abby Phillips, among others – who’ve had their professionalism and integrity challenged by someone with none of either.

What a lot of people are wondering is why other White House reporters, particularly male counterparts, didn’t come to the defense of Lucey and Bruce.

One reason is that a president’s feeble attempt to humiliate a reporter is not in the J-school playbook. If you want to know how far Trump is from what considered acceptable behavior from anyone in public life, think of any other president in our lifetime who would talk to a female reporter in that manner. Not even Richard Nixon – the standard for miserable presidents until now – would do that.

But there’s also the problem of fear. Other journalists aren’t brave enough to risk Trump’s wrath.

And there’s also the problem of sycophancy. This White House has brought more of those who suck up to Trump into the ranks of supposedly objective journalists

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So to Julie Brown and Catherine Lucey and Mary Bruce and all the American women working in newsrooms around the world, thanks for making journalism so much better. 

When you think about what makes America great, they should be among the first thoughts.

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DO KIDS WANTS KINGS?

If it accomplished nothing else, last Saturday’s No Kings Day of protests felt good.

An estimated 7 million Americans took time from their Saturday routines to march or gather. There were events in every state, about 2,700 of them in all, and they all seemed peaceful and boisterous.

That’s great. You know it had to put a bug up Trump’s ample rear. And the caterwauling that’s followed – that’s precious: We all got paid by George Soros. We’re all Hamas sympathizers. We hate America. We’re all antifa.

Actually, the antifa part is correct. The millions who marched are unapologetically, uninhibitedly, undeniably anti-fascist. That’s why the hell we were there. People railing against antifa should be taken to the nearest national cemetery – or one where someone in their family is buried – and see the OG. The guys who stormed Normandy and Iwo Jima are the Babe Ruths of antifa.

But one criticism that actually bothers me is that the people protesting are a bunch of aging hippies out of touch with the real America.

Because, at least at the protest I attended in Nanuet, New York, most of the 4,500 people standing alongside New York Route 59 were about my age, 71. Many were older. And there were very few people – other than the organizers – younger than 45.

Now, one reason that might be is that Rockland County, the suburban area where I live, is pretty devoid of younger people. Most of my neighbors are around my age. Most of the people I see in the supermarket or the post office are around my age.

In fact, I’m always a little startled when I go someplace – either in Manhattan or on our recent trip to Seattle – where there are so many people in their 20s and 30s. Other than having to accept that “Too Shy Shy” by Kajagoogoo was an actual song from when I was their age, I find hanging around younger people gives me a lift.

What I worry about is that I didn’t see high school students or young adults in the crowd. The people for whom the battle against totalitarianism is being waged.

Maybe they were busy. Saturday is a day for football games. It’s the day when many young people are working at the Shake Shack or the Panera Bread behind the rally in order to earn money for higher education. Apple picking. Pumpkin carving. Shopping at the outlets.

Or maybe they feel as though this doesn’t affect them. Younger people have a harder time seeing the stakes. They’re not used to this.


We were told by our parents about the Depression and World War II. Our not being able to talk about that first-hand makes the idea of Nazis and fascists abstract or curious to our kids – I can’t explain why so many younger people seem enamored with swastika tattoos. Either that or there’s been another periodic outbreak of one of the world’s oldest diseases, antisemitism.

There are indications that more younger people were drawn to Trump’s 2024 campaign than his past garbage spewing. They were bothered by the high cost of living over the past few years, triggered in large part by the supply chain problems resulting from the pandemic. 

Many were also bothered by the two wars that dragged on last year: Russia vs, Ukraine, Israel vs. Hamas. Death and destruction that the United States seemed powerless to stop.

And there’s this issue with gerontocracy. Everybody’s over 70 – hell, some of the leaders in this country are over 80. When are they going to give up power to another generation that has stopped waiting patiently?

For whatever reason, young people stayed away from Nanuet. And we could have used them.

What I hope younger people are finding out is that Trump is not their friend. He doesn’t even comprehend who they are or what they need. He’s joyless, artless and money-mad. He could care less about anyone other than himself and the toadies who suck up to him.

Trump is never going to be a real king, set upon putting one of his worthless offspring on the American throne. But unless there’s some hidden desire to not go through the rigamarole of elections, he’s looking for something a little more permanent for the rest of his miserable life.

I might be dead wrong about this. The kids might have marched in the cities where they feel at home. Where they can feel free to wear funny costumes and devise clever signs. Where this is all fast becoming a matter of quality of life – and even life-and-death for some of the people they care about.

And the younger people who are hip to Trump’s jive seem to be doing the best job fighting the tyranny of Trump’s slow-moving coup.

They instinctively know when to pull out the iPhone or Galaxy to record atrocities in neighborhoods and on city streets. They’re better equipped to throw their bodies in front of masked secret police in Chinatown and on State Street.

It would be nice to have millennials, Gen-Z and Gen Alpha on our side. This fight needs the generations that love Taylor Swift as much as it needs the generations that love James Taylor.

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KETCHUP WILL FLY

Donald J. Trump and his sycophants believe that he somehow warrants a Nobel Peace Prize.

(I’ll give you two minutes to roll on the floor laughing.)

Tomorrow, he finds out if that fantasy – about as far-fetched as the Yankees asking me to pinch-hit for Aaron Judge – becomes reality.

The announcement will be made before most of us in the USA get up, although I imagine Trump will be wide awake – breathless, partly in anticipation and partly because people of his girth get winded easily. Unlike the other Nobels, which are announced in Sweden, the peace prize is announced by Norway’s parliament, which votes for the winner shortly before the announcement.

It is possible that there is no winner. The last time that happened was 1972, which wasn’t a particularly good year for peace as I remember.

But that seems unlikely. The Nobel committee says there are 338 candidates for this year’s award, 52 more than last year. I didn’t notice the world becoming more peaceful in the past year, but maybe I missed something. There are 244 individuals and 94 organizations.

Last year, it went to an organization, Nihon Hidankyo, which calls attention to the devastation of nuclear weapons such as the ones used on its home country of Japan in 1945.

We will not know for sure who the winner beat. Let me rephrase that – I won’t ever know who the nominees were unless I somehow live to be 121 years old. That’s because the nominee list isn’t released for 50 years. So if you’re here in 2075 – if, given the state of the world, we survive to 2075 – you’ll find out who the winner beat and who else lost besides Trump.

Assuming he’s a nominee.

I know, there are people who have said they nominated Trump. Leaders of Pakistan and Cambodia say they’ve nominated him. So has U.S. Rep. Buddy Carter, a Georgia Republican.

Which gets to the question: Can anybody nominate someone for the Nobel Peace Prize?

The answer is: almost.

World leaders and their ministers can nominate. Recognized international aid organizations can nominate. So can elected members of national legislative bodies – hence the Buddy Carter thing.

Also, college professors specializing in social sciences can nominate candidates. Which means I missed my chance when I taught journalism at William Paterson University in New Jersey before the pandemic. So, my apologies to Justin Trudeau, Volodymyr Zelenskyy and Jon Stewart.

One other person has said they’ve nominated Trump for the Nobel: Benjamin Netanyahu. He said it in February, something about Trump having deserved it four times. Netanyahu’s chances of winning the Nobel himself are as far-fetched as my pinch-hitting for Judge and hitting a Mason Miller fastball all the way to Citi Field.

The thing is, we can’t be sure Bibi wasn’t blowing smoke up Trump’s oversized rear end. 

First, the two of them won’t be alive when the nominees are announced. Second, if Netanyahu nominated Trump just before the meeting, he won’t be eligible until 2026 – the nominations for this year’s prize had to be in by January 31.

Which isn’t much of a year, frankly.

But assuming there’s going to be a winner, and expecting that the Norwegians haven’t lost their minds, there are some potential laureates who would leave Trump not only disappointed but also apoplectic.

–PLANNED PARENTHOOD: Imagine giving the award to an organization vilified by Trump and MAGA. I would nominate the organization for its efforts to protect the health and freedom of American women in the wake of long-standing suppression and occasional terrorism.

–BLACK LIVES MATTER: This has become a global movement to recognize that Black people are not identity-less zombies – they are individuals with dreams, quirks, loved ones, enterprise, culture and, most important, worth. That will be quite the fit Trump throws if BLM wins.

— ROSIE O’DONNELL: There’s not much chance that she’d win, although her philanthropic work makes her far more eligible for it thanTrump is. But the Truth Social rants would flow like diarrhea for hours.

— JOE BIDEN: Oh, that would be too much. There are probably lots of things Biden has done in his illustrious career to warrant consideration. But making Trump crazy would be enough reason for me.

— GRETA THUNBERG: Now we’re getting a little closer to reality. In fact, I would think she’s the betting favorite if there is one. This young woman has been sounding the alarm about climate change and environmental disaster since she was 15. Her effort to feed Gazans in the midst of Netanyahu’s starvation campaign would qualify her for next year’s prize. 

If she wins, you get a 2-for-1, pissing off both Trump and Netanyahu. Probably Putin, too, since Thunberg supports Ukraine. The idea of Trump in a straitjacket yelling Thunberg needs “anger management” is funny.

— JOSE ANDRES: The Spanish-born chef and noted Trump bête noire deserves this award for what he does when the world goes wrong. War, manmade or natural disaster and pestilence don’t seem to stop Andres and his World Central Kitchen team from feeding desperate people in need. Some cook getting his Nobel Peace Prize would drive Trump to eat an extra Big Mac on Friday morning.

— BARACK OBAMA: Yeah, I know he’s won it. Nobody has won the Nobel Peace Prize twice (although there are people who have won two Nobels in either the same or different categories). All the more reason to give it to him.

Let’s face it, Obama winning the prize is the reason Trump wants it. His Obama envy runs strong – it’s almost paralyzing. He’s on a rampage against democracy and civil order now. Yeah, maybe he’ll try harder, or maybe Obama’s win would crush his spirit and make him mutter his way into resignation.

It will at least spur a full-fledged ketchup attack on the gold-plated Oval Office walls. A guy can dream.

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GRAB ‘IM BY THE PUSSFACE

When Vladimir Putin sets his blood-stained werewolf claws on U.S. soil Friday, a massive contingent of the world’s peacekeepers should grab him and his henchmen.

After putting Putin and the lot in handcuffs, they should board a nonstop flight to The Hague. That’s where he could stand trial at the International Court of Justice – credibly accused of crimes against humanity in his country, Ukraine and throughout Europe.

I’m sorry. That was just my imagination, running away with me.

Alas, what’s going to happen is that Putin will be greeted by perhaps his most ardent admirer, Donald John Trump. Who, unfortunately, holds the title of President of the United States.

Trump believes he can help facilitate a peace agreement after three and a-half years of Russian aggression against Ukraine. He’s doing this without any legitimate representative of Ukraine any closer than the nearest McDonald’s.

So, basically, this is the excuse Trump needs to get face time with his dream boy, Vladdy P. 

Some people think he’s also looking for a diversion from the flap over the Jeffrey Epstein files. But if you’ve fallen for the idea that there’s something about the Epstein files that’s going to undo the Trump presidency, the Brooklyn Bridge is available for a small fee. 

We all know that Trump joined the debauchery of Epstein Island – we know because the girls, now young women, told us. It still hasn’t caused the MAGA pickup truck jockeys and frat boys to back away from the gold-plated demon.

As for Putin, it’s a chance to travel to another country and actually get welcomed.

This meeting is taking place at Elmendorf Air Force Base near Anchorage, in part because Alaska doesn’t have a town named Munich. It’s also on the base, someplace you can’t imagine the leader of a world power going, because there’s no safe place in America for Putin other than where he can be protected by the U.S. military.

There are more than a million Americans of Ukrainian ancestry. And there’s more than a few, I imagine, who fantasize about doing something to Putin that would only partially make up for the horror he’s inflicted on extended family and friends.

Putin signed off on bombing hospitals. Housing projects. Water supplies. Electrical power grids.

He’s on board with kidnapping children. With torturing prisoners.

But despite overwhelming numbers and seemingly unlimited munitions, Putin hasn’t been able to take Ukraine – something he thought he’d do in three days. The Ukrainians lucked into one of the greatest leaders of my lifetime in Voldodymyr Zelenskyy and he has perservered.

So far.

Joe Biden recognized how important it was to support Zelenskyy and the Ukrainians. He did all he could, especially given the fact that the moronic Republicans controlled the House after the 2022 midterms.

Trump, on the other hand, clings to a bunch of fantasies.

One is that he is the equal to Putin. Another is that, if Barack Obama and Jimmy Carter could be Nobel laureates, so could he.

He’s bought into the smoke being blown up his massive ass from Benjamin Netanyahu and that Cambodian leader that he’s some sort of man of peace. As opposed to a demented tyrant who’s perfectly fine with kidnapping people off U.S. streets and hustling them to jungle jails outside the country or concentration camps inside.

(Note to those who cry foul when we call the places ICE takes its victims “concentration camps”: If you complain now, you’ll be considered complicit when history books call them concentration camps 50 years from now.)

And Trump’s idea of peace is that you have to let Russia have the land they’ve stolen from Ukraine in order for the fighting to stop. In other words, he’s the Neville Chamberlain of the 21st century.

That’s why Zelenskyy is warning Europe that Putin is pushing to take as much land as possible ahead of the Alaska meeting. “Wait, Donny, don’t forget this town we took last night in your ‘peace’ offer,” or the Russian version of that.

Whatever happens Friday, it will be another pathetic day in American history perpetrated by Donald Trump. January 6, 2021 tops the list obviously, but the Helsinki meeting with Putin will have a new challenger for second place in total humiliation.

That is, unless Trump is smarter than we all think and has the zipties and orange jumpsuits ready for Putin and his gang.

Fat chance.

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BEWARE THE SHINY OBJECT

This is THE thing.

Jeffrey Epstein. He’s Trump’s kryptonite.

His files – once and if they’re ever revealed – will show Trump’s mendacity to all his worshippers. The disclosures in there – about how Epstein procured Florida girls to provide companionship for his A-list clients. Including Donald J. Trump, who once referred to being best friends with Epstein.

This. This is what will make all the MAGA types sit up and take notice. This will show them what he really is, how he’s duped them for years about who he is.

If you watch TV or social media or just walk around and hear desperate Trump haters talk, you know what I’m talking about.

This is the scandal that won’t go away. His supporters won’t let this go away, despite his rantings on Truth Social and in the White House, where he is supposed to be working for us.

Yeah. Right. Sure.

It wasn’t that long ago that the fracture between Trump and Elon Mask was the event that would break MAGA fever. That without Musk’s financial support and with his opposition to the budget framework, the bill would fail to pass.

How’s that going?

There are people who think Trump is bothered by all this Epstein talk. They’re Charlie Brown believing Lucy is going to hold the football as he kicks it.

Jeffrey Epstein died at his own hand in a New York prison cell in 2019. He had been arrested once before – in 2005 – on child sex charges. But his punishment from Florida officials – including one who later became Trump’s Secretary of Labor – was beneath lenient, and many of the girls who were victims had no idea of the easy terms.

The Miami Herald, led by reporter Julie Brown, shed new light on the case in 2018 and that’s how Epstein came to face the federal charges that resulted in his suicide. 

When those stories were published, they were mandatory reading for the journalism class I taught at WIlliam Paterson University in New Jersey. I told students – when they would ask how long an assignment should – that it should be as long as it takes to tell the story well. Most often, that’s three paragraphs. In the case of “Perversion of Justice,” it was thousands of words.

It was a disgusting tale and, of course, it immediately attracted denial from Trump – who was president in 2018, not Joe Biden or Barack Obama. 

Was Trump somehow involved with Jeffrey Epstein’s cruel and disgusting business? Look at the pictures and then try to convince yourself otherwise.

If you have half a brain, that exercise won’t last long.

But like everything else with Trump, he has a way of rolling off these things that’s super- – or sub- – human. 

And the people who support him – the ones loudly proclaiming they’re through with him over his administration’s failure to “release the Epstein files” – are – I’d say – about 10 days away from doing a George Costanza. 

They’re going to act as if nothing happened.

Yes, MAGA people used Epstein as a centerpiece of their message that Washington elites – particularly Democrats – are pedophiles and belong locked away forever. Or rubbed out. It helped get Trump support that helped blind people to the things in his agenda that would harm them.

Let’s face it, next to child sex allegations, tariffs on Canadian lumber and penguins in the South Pacific aren’t nearly as salacious (well, maybe the penguins). The absolutely insane notion of attempting to fire the Federal Reserve chairman that Trump bandies about will probably decimate your stock portfolio – but isn’t the Ghislaine Maxwell stuff so much more titillating?

Epstein is yet another of Trump’s shiny objects aimed at distracting you from mass deportations and climate change failures. He’s right, actually, when he says there are more important things to worry about – like how Texas miserably failed to protect girls at a summer camp from flooding or how Netanyahu seems intent on setting the entire Middle East on fire.

In the end, I predict one of two things will happen.

One is that he “begrudgingly” releases the Epstein files (I know Pam Bondi is the name of the releaser, but independence is not a word she’s trained to understand). Lo and behold, there are no prominent names in there. Somehow. Or somehow they’re all people who’ve run afoul of Donald Trump over the past 79 years.

Two is that he stonewalls. At some point, his followers are led to the conclusion – probably by some pseudo-holy clown like Franklin Graham – that maybe certain “elders” should be allowed to partake of 15-year-old females. 

And then the MAGA crowd decides, hey, maybe that’s right. Shouldn’t our leader be infallible in his judgment of what’s proper?

Sounds far-fetched, huh? 

Think about this.

Donald John Trump was convicted by a jury of his peers of 34 felony counts of fraud.

A jury in a civil suit found he had raped E. Jean Carroll in the 1990s. Other women, including his ex-wife, sued him for various forms of sexual misconduct. He made the “Access Hollywood” tape bragging the free reign he thought he had with women. He’s accused of deliberately walking to the dressing room of teenage girls during a beauty pageant he ran.

If not of this stuff is bad enough to make people realize what a horrible piece of human excrement Trump is, what makes you think that anything he did with his buddy Jeffrey Epstein will change any MAGA moron’s mind?

Sure, let the Epstein thing play out. Justice should always be served.

Just don’t count of any consequences when it comes to the 47th presidency of the United States. They haven’t happened yet.

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THAT’S THE NEWS

I lucked into a daughter whose love of theater surpasses my own.

In fact, she’s written plays that were staged or read, and – BRAG ALERT – they’re really good.

What my daughter doesn’t write is news copy. That’s what I used to do – for much of a 40-year career.

I’m glad she loves writing. I’m also glad she’s not in the profession that helped pay for the education that led her to writing plays and TV scripts.

The reason this thought  came up this week is that my daughter took me to see the Broadway production of “Good Night, and Good Luck.” It stars George Clooney, who directed the film from which the play is derived. In the play, he portrays broadcast journalism legend Edward R. Murrow after playing Murrow’s producer, Fred Friendly, in the film.

In case you haven’t seen it, or forgot, “Good Night, and Good Luck.” highlights Murrow’s CBS broadcasts on Sen. Joseph McCarthy, whose crusade against people he perceived as Communists led to an atmosphere of fear in the 1950s. It captured – and was focused – on the fear of the era, educating another generation about a dark period in American history.

The movie is excellent and I recommend it if you can find it on a streaming service or old DVD. 

But I thought the play underscored a great point in a way the movie didn’t.

The play, much more that the film, takes place in the CBS “See It Now” newsroom. It depicts what’s great about journalism – the collaboration among colleagues, the rush of tracking down a hot story, the matching of wits with really smart people.

Murrow and his crew were disgusted by McCarthy’s intimidating and smearing. The parallels to 2025 America are obvious to anyone who checked their news alerts at the theater before turning off their phones.

But the play also highlighted the nature of the business known as broadcast journalism.

TV stations and networks have big newsrooms. They produce some incredible work – few newspaper pieces can match the power of a well-produced piece on a “See It Now” or its offspring, “60 Minutes,” not to mention some of the great PBS documentary series such as “Frontline.”

But big newsrooms are expensive. And, as many of the scenes in the play highlight, they don’t exactly bring in big numbers – news only gets ratings when it’s catastrophic, like the September 11 attacks. People even turn off Election Night coverage to watch old movies

There are scenes throughout the play when CBS’ chairman, William Paley, reminds Murrow that it’s the sponsors who pay his and his co-workers’ salaries. Murrow and Friendly even have to pay the costs of their McCarthy broadcasts because sponsors won’t.

I’ve seen the respect for broadcast journalism go from awe to awful. When I was young, there were icons on the air – Walter Cronkite, John Chancellor, Tom Brokaw, Dan Rather, Mike Wallace, Daniel Schorr, Judy Woodruff. Barbara Walters was an outstanding interviewer, pressing for a point when a politician kept trying to dodge it. 

People trusted and admired these men and women. They accepted that what they reported was as factual as it could possibly be.

Time, unfortunately has eroded that trust in two ways.

One is the quality of what we call news. Too much of what passes for news in the 21st century would have been scoffed at when I was young. Somebody setting a record on “Jeopardy!” A male celebrity’s stupid remark. A female celebrity’s apparel choice.

On TV, local newscasts forsake important issues in their community if they have video of somebody being rescued from a river in Thailand. The only stories that seem to take place in their market are easily filmable crime scenes and suspects, often the exceptions to the statistics that show crime decreasing in a city.

Celebrity and sensational stuff have been increasingly infringing on news. Even Murrow, the patron saint of broadcast journalism, did interviews with people like Liberace and Zsa Zsa Gabor to satisfy CBS’ ratings cravings. 

The other problem has come up a lot more in the past 30 years, since the creation of Fox News by Roger Ailes and Rupert Murdoch: Calling propaganda “news” and blaring it 24 hours a day.

It plays on people’s fears and addiction to personalities. And it makes crises out of nothing – think famously of Barack Obama wearing a tan suit or Joe Biden eating an ice cream cone. It trumpets clowns like Donald Trump – unless he accidentally does something that hurts Fox’s bottom line – and promotes morally bankrupt ineptitudes like Jesse Watters and Sean Hannity as “newsmen.”

In the play’s final monologue, Murrow – speaking to some unnamed awards dinner – muses that television should inform as much as it should entertain. That primetime should be used not just to show westerns and comedies, but also discussions of domestic problems and foreign policy.

The problem is that it’s unlikely you’d get even 1% of the audience for “Tracker” or “Chicago Fire” for those kinds of discussions. The most popular news show, “60 Minutes,” is a notable and laudable exception, but it is more about hot-button issues than in-depth discussion of matters that matter.

As a result, we’re not as smart as we should be. We’re susceptible to demagogues and liars.

I went into journalism as my way of informing a world I wanted to improve. I thought the truth, whether it fit with what I believed or not, was the most important thing – that’s what I told the Northwestern professor who interviewed me in 1971. He warned me that, while my thinking was admirable, the truth was not as rock solid as I thought.

As “Good Night, and Good Luck.” reminded me, I love journalism. I love what it accomplishes when it’s good. There are still colleagues of mine doing incredible work – and I’m so proud I know them.

But I’m happy my daughter is a playwright and screen writer. Because I think that, in 2025, she’ll help people find the truth about the world a lot more efficiently than if she worked in a newsroom. 

This isn’t Edward R. Murrow’s America any more. We’re all the worst for that – and the path back from that is hard to see.

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MAKE AMERICA GREATER

There are just four days left in the Biden administration and it is my intention to enjoy each one as a gift.

A decent, hard-working man – perhaps a bit too old for the job but still good at it anyway – graced us from noon ET on January 20, 2021 to this coming Monday at noon. Like every other presidency, Joe Biden’s wasn’t perfect. But it came as close as any in my lifetime.

Joe Biden guided us gently out of the gloom of the COVID-19 debacle inherited from the guy who’s replacing him. They might be a pain in the butt, but all those highway construction projects you see are making our roads – along with the rest of our infrastructure – more suited to the century we’re now a quarter of the way into.

He stood for Ukraine when Vladimir Putin got frustrated by waiting for his imperial dreams to come true. He combatted climate change and showed respect for people who have been traditionally belittled in American society.

The American economy is the strongest in the world. He managed to blast America’s way out of the pandemic-induced recession and then brought the growth lower with a brief spike in inflation.

That spike, however, did in both him and Kamala Harris. And so we get Trump again for four years – assuming the blowhard makes it to age 82.

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Both Joe Biden and Barack Obama spent way too much of their presidencies cleaning up the messes left by their predecessors.

Biden, of course, had the aftermath of the pandemic. Obama faced both the worst economic crisis since the Great Depression and an American military presence in Iraq and Afghanistan.

I suspect just about everyone reading this and liking it agrees there will be an equal or worse clusterfuck to deal with four years from Monday.

And yet, that’s the mistake we make and the other side doesn’t.

We concentrate on fighting them. They fight us – don’t get me wrong – but they also develop new, crueler, stupider ideas to foist on both the left and the cucumbers who voted for them in November. 

There will be a lot of angst to go around. But part of their gameplan is to frustrate us – to make us concentrate on their latest perverse idea or vendetta.

Right now, you’re seeing it with the wildfires in Los Angeles. How California is a failed liberal experiment and the disaster is due to a combination of its godlessness, diversity and economic initiatives. Just check out some of the comments from Wyoming Sen. John Horsesasso.

It’s meant to drain our energy. And it has to, at least to some extent. You can’t claim to be a decent human being and then deny aid to Los Angeles, or just uproot millions of people living and working here peacefully because they didn’t get the documents you demand. Or tell women they risk prison or worse if they try in any way to end an unwanted or dangerous pregnancy.

But we need to be better this time. And the way to do that is to think about what we want to do to make America greater.

See, I think Peruvian restaurants and Hmong gymnasts and Somalian-born soldiers make this country great. Not McDonald’s or Walmart or Tesla – or not by themselves, anyway. 

And it certainly is not a hateful convicted felon who is absolutely clueless about what it takes to lead an amazing land.

So we need to advance our agenda. To come up with ideas we think will improve our country and, maybe with it, the world. 

They don’t have to be popular now. Some absolutely won’t be. But we need to advance the case so that we can sell them from conviction and evidence. And begin the process of educating and converting some of the just shy of 50% of American voters who actually chose Trump over a really smart, energetic woman.

Over the next five weeks, I’m going to put forward some ideas I’ve thought about as ways we can show how we’re looking toward 2100, not 1900.

The ideas:

— Universal basic income: This is what Andrew Yang promoted when he ran for president in 2000, and then got weird. 

Both liberals and conservatives have reasons to like this idea. But Trump and his supporters will see it as free money (that they don’t think they’re getting) and squawk.

— Police reform. I bristle every time I see a car with one of those black versions of the American flag and the blue stripe in the middle. As if policing in this country should go unquestioned and unfettered. 

But when you see three or four cops together, do you feel safer? Or nervous? And do the answers depend on what you look like? Frankly, few things are in more need of improvement in this country than how we police ourselves.

— Immigration reform. Trump and his minions don’t want to reform immigration. They want to abolish it – unless you can make a considerable donation to the GOP after you get here. The question of how we treat people coming here, for more than four centuries, is one of our greatest dilemmas. 

We should aspire to be better than that – this doesn’t seem like that intractable a problem if we come up with creative and humane solutions.

— Getting around. It’s believed one of Trump’s first executive orders will be to maximize oil production and end credits for electric vehicles – the short-sighted, idiotic “drill, baby, drill” mantra.

Let’s get past both those forms of transportation – there have been few innovations in creating new ways to go places compared with communication technology. Let’s encourage imagination.

— Kindness. Mean will be in power starting Monday. Mean will be the default approach of the White House, Congress and Supreme Court. Mean will drive the stories you see on the news and the attitude of the plurality. If you don’t believe that, explain why a house near me still flew its “Fuck Biden” and “Fuck Kamala Harris” flags as late as New Year’s Eve. 

We have to create new, innovative ways to be kind – to look out for people who are pariahs to the MAGAs. Kindness is our not-so-secret weapon for making America greater – a task that will be easier once we get past Trump and his ilk.

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GOOD THINGS THAT END

Jimmy Carter’s passing reminds us that human lives aren’t eternal – even ones as worthy of going on forever as the 39th President’s.

Carter died Sunday at the age of 100, the longest-living American president. That’s a nice fact, but here’s a nicer one – he appears to have been a genuinely good person. He was honest – perhaps too much for American politics – and saw the future when others found it safer to stay in the past or present.

Because his opponents – on both the left and right – found it convenient, the narrative they painted was of a failed presidency. 

His firm stand on human rights and only tepid support of the corrupt Shah of Iran was seen as leading to the Iranian Revolution, 

In turn, that was seen as leading to the taking of American hostages at the embassy in Tehran and a largely unwarranted surge in oil prices. 

And that in turn led to some of the worst inflation in my lifetime. Which resulted in the election of Ronald Reagan.

That all sounds really bad. But Carter got what we would now call “trolled” a lot. 

He was not popular with the Washington establishment – to be fair, he was a bit haughty about it, but there was certainly some justification. His focus on human rights ticked off the Arab nations, right-wing dictators in Latin America and the Soviets. And once the U.S. right – Reagan et al. – and the left – Ted Kennedy et al. – ganged up on him, he was finished.

But Carter saw climate change and the energy crisis coming. He established diplomatic relations with China and negotiated the Camp David accords that still keep the peace between Israel and Egypt.

More important, he didn’t talk to the American people as though they were idiots. His August 1979 address to the nation – often called the “malaise speech” – is perhaps the bravest any American president ever delivered. 

But by telling the American people that there might be something wrong with them, he opened the door to opportunistic types who knew they could curry favor by pandering. (see Trump, Donald J.)

The timing of Carter’s death seems like quite a coincidence. It’s three weeks before Trump’s inauguration – just in time for Carter’s family to avoid having Trump play a major role in the commemoration of a man he belittled for decades.

Instead, a eulogy will be delivered by President Biden, who was among the first major political figures to support Carter’s long-shot 1976 presidential run. (It also says a lot about Carter that the man he defeated for the presidency, Gerald Ford, will eulogize him through a letter written before he died.)

That’s a reminder that another good thing that’s ending, unfortunately, is Biden’s presidency.

The Biden and Carter presidencies share a lot. They both inherited a mess from a disreputable Republican predecessor. Biden got the mishegas Trump left because of his botching of COVID. Carter came on in the aftermath of Richard Nixon’s resignation in disgrace following Watergate, something the more honorable Ford couldn’t overcome.

Both men confronted a fanatical and fantastically well financed assault from the far right. Carter contended with the so-called “Moral Majority,” the slime such as Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson. For Biden, it’s the megabillions of Elon Musk and other would-be oligarchs seeking favor from their bought-and-paid-for candidate.

The final thing the two men share is that their presidencies being appreciated more than 40 years after the fact. Carter’s vision and humanity is coming to the fore now that he’s no longer around to accept the accolades. 

That, I’m afraid, is what will happen to Joe Biden. Americans blamed him for higher gas prices and whatever it was they were paying for a dozen eggs. It didn’t matter that the supply chain problems that produced the inflation came as a result of Trump’s COVID failure.

In the process, Biden not only rebuilt the economy, but managed – along with the Federal Reserve – to cool its overheating without inflicting a recession on this country. He actually get the funding for thousands of project to rebuild the nation’s infrastructure.

Biden stood steadfast behind Volodymyr Zelensky and the people of Ukraine when threatened by Vladimir Putin – who seems to be Trump’s hero. And while he couldn’t get out of the trap Putin, Iran, Netanyahu and Trump set for him in Gaza, he never stopped trying to get a fair solution and an end to the horror – his critics notwithstanding.

Joe Biden – in fact, probably you and I – won’t be around when historians realize how lucky we were to have a man of such compassion and intelligence as our president. That’s little comfort as 2024 ends.

If my GOOD THINGS THAT END headline seems a little off to you, I understand.

The proverb is “all good things must come to an end.” I’m guessing its intended meaning is that you should appreciate what you have when you have it.

But while that might apply to vacations in Hawaii, a bowl of chocolate chip ice cream, and the presidencies of Jimmy Carter and Joe Biden, it doesn’t – it can’t – apply to everything.

Caring about the other people in our world. Compassion for the sick and needy. Encouraging dreams and hard work. Civility. Diversity. Generosity. Creativity. 

Democracy.

In the eight weeks since the election, I’ve taken the first breather from news in my 70 years. I’ve avoided social media except for wishing good tidings to friends and family – and sharing my thoughts about holiday music. I refused to let the latest outrage, the chaos meant to consume and disable us, spoil my holiday season with friends and family.

Now, it’s time to reengage. We have less than three weeks until we are mandated to give the White House back to its desecrator. It’s time for the fight of our lives.

Because there are many good things about America that can never be allowed to end.

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TURN THAT DIAL

Because it evades my understanding, I’ve tried to imagine why anyone supports Donald Trump.

When he first announced his candidacy for President, back in 2015, I thought it was a joke. I brazenly told my brother that he’d lose all 50 states if he was the Republican nominee.

One reason for my stance was that Trump was a walking punchline in New York. His braggadocio wore thin when he filed for bankruptcy umpteen times. He was obviously not the business genius he claimed to be. 

But I should have gotten a hint when I went to a party and people were raving about “The Apprentice.” It gave him an image of strength and savvy that was, like everything else in his life, a fraud.

He built a following. Republican politicians didn’t take him seriously. Democrats didn’t take him seriously.

Nine years later, he’s still here. His sense of grievance struck a chord with millions of Americans. And, despite botching COVID, leading an attempted coup and being convicted on 34 counts of fraud, he stands a decent chance of becoming our 47th President.

Why? What’s the appeal?

TV. 

My generation – the baby boomers – are the first people to have grown up in a completely televised age. 

My parents used to talk about listening to Jack Benny and Bob Hope on the radio. That didn’t happen for us. We watched everything – I’m old enough to remember black-and-white – every night. 

And it was simple. There were three major networks. If you lived in a big city like New York, there were a couple of independent channels. There was no concept of the choices we face today.

So the TV you watched was pretty streamlined in the values and concepts it conveyed. Crime shows depicted a dangerous world that could only be preserved by steadfast law enforcers. Westerns showed the power of the good gunman. Game shows gave away dreamy prizes. All the people in sitcoms lived in houses that were much nicer than yours.

It was an aspirational world. And I think maybe my generation – and the generations that have followed – thought that. I can be a civilian and stop a criminal mastermind. I can be a factory worker and still have a 4-bedroom home. I can ride a horse into the sunset.

When our lives didn’t measure up to the ones we saw, it frustrated us. It’s not that easy to be Perry Mason or Dr. Kildare or Joe Friday. 

I think maybe Trump’s appeal is to that frustration that we didn’t get the lives we fantasized on TV. And if we did – if we did get the McMansion in Bergen County or the beach house in Hyannis – we know there are people out there who want it, too. 

And for both groups, there’s the perception that there are people who are newcomers or just different from us who are getting something for free – getting to that dream life we want – without the travail we endure.

When Trump talks about making America great again, he’s talking about that romanticized view of America and the disillusion that’s spreading from the boomers to those younger – and even to some who are not white, because they sense that they’re getting shut out, too.

Over the past days, I’ve tried to share my thoughts about Kamala Harris’ policies, particularly ones I believe show her aptitude and understanding of what America’s problems really are. They’re not magic cures. But they are ways to move the country forward.

She hasn’t been able to get her ideas heard because her opponent’s best chance is to manifest grievance. 

It’s cynical and sad. Giving Trump another chance will tear us apart. It will end with the demise of American greatness and consequences that are almost unimaginable.

There is no alternative to Kamala Harris and Tim Walz. In the next few days, we’ll find out if we’ll make it.

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