Wednesday, May 29, 2019

USS John McCain Hidden for President's Visit

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Reflecting on the Roots of My Pacifism

This is a blogged copy of a Facebook Note I composed a couple years ago. I'm making a duplicate copy here in the event it gets lost or unavailable should I leave Facebook or vanish for some other reason. 

No amount of learned skills can substitute for the feeling of having a lot to say, of bringing news. Memories, impressions, and emotions from your first 20 years on earth are most writers' main material; little that comes afterward is quite so rich and resonant. By the age of 40, you have probably mined the purest veins of this precious lode; after that, continued creativity is a matter of sifting the leavings.
John Updike said that. And he’s not the first writer with that insight. Gore Vidal entitled a memoir Palimpsest based on the idea that most of life is a recapitulation of what we experience during our early years. This is not to say we stop learning as we age but that our earliest roots are our most formative. Nor is it an argument that there is no escape from early tragedy or trauma. Most comedians share dark early histories, and the vows of childhood clearly govern many adult lives, sometimes driving them to extraordinary success. (Our current president is a vivid example.)

My reflections this morning came to me listening to today’s Writer’s Almanac, one of radio’s little treasures by Garrison Keillor. The poet Wilfred Owen was born on this day in 1893 and his poem Dulce et Decorum Est appeared in my high school literature.

One of Owen’s most moving poems, Dulce et Decorum Est, which had its origins in Owen’s experiences of January 1917, describes explicitly the horror of the gas attack and the death of a wounded man who has been flung into a wagon. The horror intensifies, becoming a waking nightmare experienced by the exhausted viewer, who stares hypnotically at his comrade in the wagon ahead of him as he must continue to march.

My parents were children of the Great Depression and young men of my father’s generation were recruitment material for the Second World War. His older brother was old enough not to be conscripted and my father failed the physical due to having had rheumatic fever as a child which damaged his heart. But his younger brother, Oscar, was a casualty of the war at Anzio, Italy, a bitter loss for my paternal grandmother who died soon after, her death brought on, some said, by grief. For reasons I never learned, his personal revolver was given to my father as a keepsake for me in remembrance of my late Uncle Oscar. It was stored in a safe place but never fired, and I only saw it a few times when my father showed it to someone, handling it as though it was some kind of religious relic. 

Perhaps because of that family tragedy, my mother had strong feelings that I should never have anything to do with any kind of gun -- not even a BB gun. I did have a toy cap pistol but caps for toys were considered wasteful so I never played with it much. I recall “going hunting” with an uncle once, but the dogs found no raccoons, no guns were fired. That was my only actual exposure to firearms, except once when a teen with a shotgun blew the head off a river turtle before taking it home to be butchered. I don’t remember the gunshot as vividly as seeing him toss away the still-beating heart of the creature as he dressed the turtle. 

I entered college in the fall of 1962, just as the drama of that era was starting to unfold -- the Cuban missile crisis, the civil rights movement, a resurgence of the anti-war movement and fears of a nuclear holocaust, escalation of the Vietnam conflict and a string of assassinations -- JFK, RFK, MLK as well as victims of civil rights violence. When I discovered Dorothy Day and the Catholic Worker papers, read King’s letter from the Birmingham jail and began digging into the literature of the time, I was clearly on the way to becoming a conscientious objector.

I recalled my mother’s stories of having once met the famous World War One hero, Alvin York, who had claimed CO status when he was called but later changed his mind and was honored as a hero. Until hearing about him, I never knew the conscientious objector status even existed. Looking into that possibility, I learned there are two conscription classifications other than 1A. Those who object to participation in war are classified 1O and if drafted will be expected to fulfill their civic duty in some civilian capacity -- perhaps as hospital aides or some other position. 1AO is the conscientious objector in uniform who will always be assigned to the Army Medical Service Corps. (There were no COs in any other branch of service and all of us were sent to Ft. Sam Houston, Texas for modified training without weapons, but with heavy emphasis on emergency first aid. Weapons and hand-to-hand combat were optional for those wanting that for self-defense or to protect patients in their care.)

I learned that one’s draft status is determined by a local draft board tasked with furnishing candidates for recruitment. Having been in touch with the Central Committee for Conscientious Objectors I was prepared to navigate the necessary application forms obtaining that status. The form asked for specific personal examples validating my objections. I recall one question in particular if I was objecting due to “religious training and belief” which in my case, having been reared as a Southern Baptist, may have been questionable. Knowing that the only answer to that question was “Yes” I had conversations with my mother in the event of any investigation so she could explain how my “training and belief” included more than what was typical for Baptists. She had forbidden me to have any guns as a child and her father, who was a Presbyterian minister, had differing views about war service as well. In any case I was assigned that status and was over a year into active duty before I finally thought through my basic reasons. 

Like all young people a few years away from home I thought I had everything figured out. I had been in a university environment which had exploded the racism I had been spoon-fed all my life. I remember being shocked in a sociology class to learn that an African baby brought to the right environment in another country might grow up to become an engineer or a doctor. I had been taught that black people did not have that kind of learning capacity. I recall my surprise the first time I sat between two black student activists in the back seat of a car and noticing that they didn’t smell bad. I had grown up with the notion that black people had a peculiar body odor that was not their fault but was always there. It’s embarrassing even now to admit such things but it’s an undeniable part of my past. The imprint of white privilege is as indelible as skin color itself. Even in my thirties I caught myself saying something about “only three high schools” when I became old enough to enter high school -- and I suddenly realized that there were at that time five high schools in Columbus, Georgia, not three. In the days of segregation there were three high schools for white kids and two others for the black kids. And nearly two decades later, even having been part of the civil rights movement, I still had not internalized that fact. 

Getting back to my after-the-fact insight about becoming a conscious objector, I finally realized that I might very well have to kill someone else, either for my own protection or to protect someone else. When I was recruited I thought I had seen a big cross-section of humanity. But I didn’t have a clue. Military service attracts all sorts and conditions of people as nothing else can. I soon learned that there are plenty of people ready, able and willing to shoot to kill others -- as long as they fit the definition of “enemy.” In some cases they are eager to have that chance, even regarding that as a heroic, even patriotic gesture. In the course of conflict soldiers even learn to regard children as enemies -- which in many cases they actually are, either consciously or as innocent victims who may or may not realize they are delivering a improvised explosive device (IED). My final status justification was that should the day come I would personally be faced with making that decision myself, but not under the command of someone else. For me, taking another life is not a decision to be delegated. 

A few years after being discharged the My Lai Massacre case was in the news. That horrible event was for me all the justification I needed for having been classified CO. A whole group of enlisted men killed a village of mostly innocent civilians because they were under the orders of an officer to do so. Living now in an era of terrorist attacks on innocent victims no one can deny that kind of horrible tactic has become commonplace around the world. Along with others I watch in horror as growing numbers of otherwise good people grow numb to those tactics, and some even advance the idea that similar measures should become part of our own national defense, along with torture and other despicable variations of human depravity. 

After a lifetime of living as part of a minority, I am resigned to the fact that I will not live to see more constructive alternatives to war. That thought does not give me much happiness, especially as I see others who call themselves Christian advancing clearly sub-Christian aims and values. But when I step back from the edge of political chaos I see that the arc of history is on the side of what Lincoln called the better angels of our nature. And that gives me hope.

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Mitch McConnell Twitter Assessment

This is Twitter exchange is worth keeping.

Saturday, May 25, 2019

Memorial Day Weekend, 2019


This tweet is receiving a heartbreaking thread of replies:

Something tells me they didn't anticipate these responses to this Memorial Day tweet. All of them received sincere sympathetic replies but the pain of these messages is more enduring than words can erase. 

lemme think I didn’t serve but my brother did he never went to war but still shot himself in the head so
he was the sweetest most tender person I’ll ever know and the
USArmy ruined him
oh wait I have another brother who served also without fighting
he’s been fucked up in the head paranoid and violent for forty years ever since and I don’t even know where he is or if he’s still alive and the stories he told FROM STATESIDE
thanks y’all for the likes...I miss these guys with all my heart and soul


My cousin was institutionalized for months after his tours in Iraq. He can't function properly without a shit load of meds daily. The family doesn't allow him to sleep in the house because he is unpredictable. He sleeps in the shed out back. He has a nice Benz though sooo, yay?

My stepbrother served in desert storm. Suffered terrible PTSD and the subsequent alcoholism and addiction issues almost killed him. In the end tho it was the paranoia and nightmares. He always kept a gun under his pillow and accidentally shot himself.

i haven’t served but my baby brother has and is currently getting medically discharged for trying to attempt suicide three times also got married and divorced and has gone into debt because of it but he got to go “see the world” so thanks for literally nothing

One of my best friends came back from Afghanistan with severe PTSD that led to heroin addiction. He kicked that, only to trade it for alcoholism. We graduated HS in 2001. Literally his entire adult life has been dealing with the shit he saw.

My brother in law tried to kill his brother after being tapped on the shoulder due to having a flash back from being in Afghanistan at a kids party...

My buddy was over in Iraq in the 2000’s & he was in the bomb squad. His job was to detect IEDs. He would stomp on them at times because he didn’t care if he lived or died. Luckily he’s still alive
This was his way of checking if it was an IED


The PTSD my aunts uncles and grandpa are experiencing in post their service is unexplainable I’m blessed that most are still here. But the trauma they brought home has affected their spouses children and grandchildren immensely

I enlisted in the Air Force. My life turned out okay. 
Now there is an entitled SOB in the Whit House who will send other people into harms way and not care.

It influences while their in but when they are out they are forgotten . You guys need to fix that. Look at all these comments. Clearly the army is not doing their part.

my friend was promised if he served a certain number of years in the US military that he and his family would be granted citizenship, after serving the time, they told him to get his family he had to serve 3 more years, then after all this, he still could not bring his parents
he now suffers from severe ptsd and lives in america alone without his family, even though he was promised numerous times they could come with him after serving 6+ years active in Afghanistan and Iraq, seeing and experiencing horrifying things

My fave cousin, the one who loved and affirmed me more than anyone in my entire family, has been sitting in a psychiatric unit for the past six months because of the three tours of duty she did to Iraq, Afghanistan and Qatar. You’ll turn this loving woman depressed + suicidal

My father was drafted. Vietnam. He was a machine gunner in the central highlands during the Tet Offensive. He became an alcoholic and an addict. And the health problems he had due to chemical exposure in Vietnam shortened his abusive life. I don’t blame him. I blame you.

The people around me go to the army because they can't afford college. It's like a dystopian reaping where people disappear from daily life because they aren't born fortunate.

i met this guy named christian who served in iraq. he was cool, had his own place with a pole in the living room. always had lit parties. my best friend at the time started dating him so we spent a weekend at his crib. after a party, 6am, he took out his laptop.
he started showing us some pics of his time in the army. pics with a bunch of dudes. smiling, laughing. it was cool. i was drunk and didn’t care. he started showing us pics of some little kids. after a while, his eyes went completely fucking dark. i was like man, dude’s high af.
he very calmly explained to us that all of those kids were dead “but that’s what war was. dead kids and nothing to show for it but a military discount”. christian killed himself 2 months later.


My dad was in the army (dont know the details he doesnt talk about it) and when he came back was a completely different person and had undiagnosed PTSD and almost murdered my mom while she was pregnant with me during a nightmare. (He started strangling her while dead asleep)And he never got treated for his ptsd. Eventually developed a drinking problem. Doesnt have that anymore thanks to my wonderful stepmother but he has a very toxic veiw of mental illness and will never be the same romantic who read my mom poetry and pulled off to the side of the - Side of the road to dance with her because he just had to.

These replies are not edited or selected especially to emphasize the underlying pain they reveal. I copied and pasted them in sequence just as they appeared under the tweet. They say more than anything I can add, but they make me wonder if this social media phenomenon is working out for the best. As a society we seem to be returning to the jungle. In other forums I come across displays of hateful rhetoric from the public making these responses seem mild by comparison. 

A few hours after I posted this I came across another memorable moment among the replies.
Last week, while I was in Phoenix I had a 45-minute conversation with a young man who has served and lost everything upon returning to the US, including his wife and 2 daughters. He has been in the streets for the past 2 years. He was talking to a statue in front of Chase Field (Home of Arizona Diamondbacks).
I was taking pictures of that statue when I noticed him. His first words were "you must think I am crazy". My answer was "no". Lee's biggest fear is to be seen as "weak and crazy" and because of that he struggles to get help. He thanked me for making him feel like a human being.
We laughed and cried during these 45 minutes. We shared a lot. He was grateful to me for seeing him and hearing him. I felt honored to be in his presence and told him so.
>> Thank you for really seeing him Habiba. <<
Thank you for saying that, sis
It really doesn't take much but can mean so much. It was at night, the streets were empty and we found our way to each other because it was written. I will never forget this night and I will never forget him.

MIGA -- Make India Great Again

Ruchira Paul, a Facebook friend of Indian origin whom I have known as long as Facebook has been around, makes some keen observations about political developments there when she linked How Hinduism Became a Political Weapon in India in the current Atlantic. Some Facebook posts have a handy embed option but not this one, so I'm blogging her comments here for ready access.
MIGA - Make India Great Again. 
India is no longer the place I call home. I don't live there, don't vote in its elections and own no assets there that I need to worry about. But it is my place of birth, I have family and friends in India and my mind retains many pleasant memories of my early life there. Noting the parallels between what has happened in the US and is happening in many places of the world, I cannot but help wonder about the emerging politics and culture of India. ((Anyone who tells me it is none of my business will be unceremoniously unfriended) 
"From the distance of Delhi, it can look as if Hindutva was the determining factor in this election—and perhaps the driving force in India’s political future. But so many things in India resemble Schrödinger’s cat: They simultaneously are and are not. Yes, Hindutva dominated the national debate. Yes, Modi ran on Hindutva themes. And, yes, voters responded to them in a way that strengthens the power of Hindutva as a political and social creed. But to a large degree, the success of Hindutva today lies less in its ideology than in its rebranding of prosaic, everyday concerns as matters of personal identity: When Modi speaks, many voters feel, he’s speaking for me. ... 
....None of them knew whether the GDP per capita had gone up or down, and none of them cared. Modi’s most ardent admirers spoke of vikas (“development”) and swasti (“success”). Said a shop assistant named Yogis Dubey outside the polling station at Gurudham Chauraha: “Kashi ko saaf benaiya!” (“He made Varanasi clean!”). 
The streets of India’s holiest city are, in fact, still thick with the excrement of goats, sheep, dogs, pigs, water buffalo, and herds of auspicious cattle. But that’s not really the point: Hindutva is not about what your eyes tell you; it’s about what your heart tells you. It’s not about what you see; it’s about how you see yourself. How you see your identity, your brand, your place in the world. Understand this, and you can better understand the changes under way in India." 

Parallels between political trends in India and the US are unmistakable. Check this excerpt and compare:
The term Hindutva can be (sort of) translated as “Hindu-ness,” and that gets (sort of) at what it’s all about: Hinduism not a theology, but an identity. The movement’s intellectual father, Veer Savarkar, wrote its foundational text (helpfully titled Hindutva) a century ago. At the time, the notion of a unified faith or doctrine, let alone a shared identity, would have left most Hindus simply confused: Identity was determined by a person’s family, village, caste. The very term Hindu is merely a loanword (most likely from Persian), referring to “the people who live across the Indus River.” Until the 20th century, most Hindus had never felt the need to describe themselves in any comprehensive way.
It was the colonial experience that created Hindutva: Why, Savarkar and his comrades wondered, had India been dominated for centuries by a relatively small number of Muslim Mughals and Christian British? Was monotheism simply better suited for ruling? If so, what did that mean for a faith with more deities than days in the year? During the founding decades of the Hindutva movement, much effort revolved around making Hinduism more like its rivals: building a single shared identity to unite everyone for whom India was, in Savarkar’s words, “his Fatherland as well as his Holy-land.” This definition conveniently roped in Sikhs (a disproportionate number of whom served in the army), Buddhists (whose spiritual cachet helped give the movement credibility), and Jains (who tended, then and now, to be quite rich).
What it pointedly did not do was dictate what this newly lumped-together group of people should believe. Indeed, very few of Hindutva’s leading lights have been holy men, or even particularly devout; Savarkar and K. B. Hedgewar (the founder of the Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh, or RSS—the primary vehicle for Hindutva mobilization) are both described as having been atheists or agnostics. The point wasn’t doctrine, but branding.
The only figure who did more to reshape Hinduism than the Hindutva founders was Mahatma Gandhi. His vision of the faith was, in many ways, the absolute inverse of Hindutva: He cared nothing about branding, and a great deal about belief. It was an ideal so familiar today that one can easily forget what a break from the past it represented. Gandhi’s radical embrace of nonviolence drew not only from Hindu tradition, but, as he famously said, also from the Sermon on the Mount, from Buddhist texts, and even from Leo Tolstoy. After a member of Savarkar’s group assassinated Gandhi in 1948, the entire Hindutva movement was discredited for a generation.
When I read the article that word branding jumped off the screen at me and I left this comment:
I finally got around to this link. Insightful and informative, especially the distinctions between Hinduism and Hindutva. Branding is the magic word. I couldn't help the drone of US/Trumpian themes playing in the back of my mind. Long before he made a play for politics Donald Trump's whole business model rested not on the usual business arrangements but the strength of the Trump brand. Licensing that name has been the one constant (success or failure of whatever it was being peddled being of no real importance). As long as a revenue stream was flowing nothing else matters. And thanks to the fortunes being tossed about (by OTHERS, incidentally) any money-laundering that happened was/is just an incidental feature of the enterprise.
Having said all that, I can't help wondering if Modi might be crafting similar schemes.

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Memorial Day Notes, 2005

A random look at my old blog took me to these Memorial Day reflections in 2005
Little has changed since then except the numbers of innocent people killed by mass shootings is escalating. I'm hopeful a tipping point is not far away, but thus far it has eluded us. Serious moves to curb the distribution and acquisition of assault-style weapons have yet to be enacted.
Meantime, here are notes from fourteen years ago.

Those of us who do not want to be associated with war expect at best to be endured by most people -- unless a war is under way. Then, if we are lucky, the civility of peacetime gives way to head-shaking and silence. Except in traditional peace churches or pacifist communities, friends and family regard conscientious objection to war as something of a character flaw.
Any national occasion will do for the celebration of wars and warriors. Memorial Day is especially poignant since it remembers specifically those who died in the course of military service.
This is not the time or place to argue constructive peaceful alternatives to war. It is a time to remember the price we have paid - and continue to pay - in the numbers of our children who die because we have not succeeded in figuring out an alternative to their sacrifice.
Here are poems for this day.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields. 
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
By Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army...
McCrae's "In Flanders Fields" remains to this day one of the most memorable war poems ever written. It is a lasting legacy of the terrible battle in the Ypres salient in the spring of 1915. 


Also from the first World War, another poem by Wilfred Owen.The First World War, the war to end all wars, must have been horrible. A line from All Quiet on the Western Front by Eric Maria Remarque has stuck in my mind...The direst cruelty is to use horses in war. We don't use horses any more. And by historic standards we even sacrifice fewer human lives, though a lot of non-combatants die in 'collateral damage'. The title of this poem is from a line of Horace - It is sweet and honourable to die for one's country.
Dulce et Decorum Est 
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,Till on the haunting flares we turned our backsAnd towards our distant rest began to trudge. 
Men marched asleep.
Many had lost their bootsBut limped on, blood-shod.All went lame; all blind;Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hootsOf disappointed shells that dropped behind.
GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time; 
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--Dim, through the misty panes and thick green lightAs under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. 
If in some smothering dreams you too could paceBehind the wagon that we flung him in,And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;If you could hear, at every jolt, the bloodCome gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cudOf vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, 
My friend, you would not tell with such high zestTo children ardent for some desperate glory,The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

Finally, an excerpt from George Bernard Shaw's Don Juan in Hell, a sub-piece from Man and Superman, Act III. 
Don Juan is arguing with the Devil about the nobility of mortals, and the Devil replies...
And is Man any the less destroying himself for all this boasted brain of his? Have you walked up and down upon the earth lately?I have; and I have examined Man’s wonderful inventions. And I tell you that in the arts of life man invents nothing; but in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself, and produces by chemistry and machinery all the slaughter of plague, pestilence, and famine. 
The peasant I tempt to-day eats and drinks what was eaten and drunk by the peasants of ten thousand years ago; and the house he lives in has not altered as much in a thousand centuries as the fashion of a lady’s bonnet in a score of weeks. But when he goes out to slay, he carries a marvel of mechanism that lets loose at the touch of his finger all the hidden molecular energies, and leaves the javelin, the arrow, the blowpipe of his fathers far behind. 
In the arts of peace Man is a bungler. I have seen his cotton factories and the like, with machinery that a greedy dog could have invented if it had wanted money instead of food. I know his clumsy typewriters and bungling locomotives and tedious bicycles: they are toys compared to the Maxim gun, the submarine torpedo boat. There is nothing in Man’s industrial machinery but his greed and sloth: his heart is in his weapons.
This marvellous force of Life of which you boast is a force of Death: Man measures his strength by his destructiveness. 
What is his religion? An excuse for hating me. What is his law? An excuse for hanging you. What is his morality? Gentility! An excuse for consuming without producing. What is his art? An excuse for gloating over pictures of slaughter. What are his politics? Either the worship of a despot because a despot can kill, or parliamentary cockfighting. 
I spent an evening lately in a certain celebrated legislature, and heard the pot lecturing the kettle for its blackness, and ministers answering questions. When I left I chalked up on the door the old nursery saying “Ask no questions and you will be told no lies.” I bought a sixpenny family magazine, and found it full of pictures of young men shooting and stabbing one another. 
I saw a man die: he was a London bricklayer’s laborer with seven children. He left seventeen pounds club money; and his wife spent it all on his funeral and went into the workhouse with the children next day. She would not have spent sevenpence on her children’s schooling: the law had to force her to let them be taught gratuitously; but on death she spent all she had. Their imagination glows, their energies rise up at the idea of death, these people: they love it; and the more horrible it is the more they enjoy it.
Hell is a place far above their comprehension: they derive their notion of it from two of the greatest fools that ever lived, an Italian [Dante] and an Englishman [Milton].The Italian described it as a place of mud, frost, filth, fire, and venomous serpents: all torture. This ass, when he was not lying about me, was maundering about some woman whom he saw once in the street. 
The Englishman described me as being expelled from Heaven by cannons and gunpowder; and to this day every Briton believes that the whole of his silly story is in the Bible. What else he says I do not know; for it is all in a long poem which neither I nor anyone else ever succeeded in wading through. It is the same in everything. 
The highest form of literature is the tragedy, a play in which everybody is murdered at the end. In the old chronicles you read of earthquakes and pestilences, and are told that these shewed the power and majesty of God and the littleness of Man. Nowadays the chronicles describe battles. In a battle two bodies of men shoot at one another with bullets and explosive shells until one body runs away, when the others chase the fugitives on horseback and cut them to pieces as they fly. And this, the chronicle concludes, shews the greatness and majesty of empires, and the littleness of the vanquished. 
Over such battles the people run about the streets yelling with delight, and egg their Government on to spend hundreds of millions of money in the slaughter, whilst the strongest Ministers dare not spend an extra penny in the pound against the poverty and pestilence through which they themselves daily walk. 
I could give you a thousand instances; but they all come to the same thing: the power that governs the earth is not the power of Life but of Death; and the inner need that has nerved Life to the effort of organising itself into the human being is not the need for higher life but for a more efficient engine of destruction. 
The plague, the famine, the earthquake, the tempest were too spasmodic in their action; the tiger and crocodile were too easily satiated and not cruel enough: something more constantly, more ruthlessly, more ingeniously destructive was needed; and that something was Man, the inventor of the rack, the stake, the gallows, the electric chair; of sword and gun and poison gas: above all, of justice, duty, patriotism, and all the other isms by which even those who are clever enough to be humanely disposed are persuaded to become the most destructive of all the destroyers
Nothing that I write on this Memorial Day can adequately describe the mixed feelings I have when I consider how many people die because of war. It is clear from any reading of history that waging war, as the Devil says above, is woven into the fabric of what it means to be human..

I use that image a lot because it allows for so much variety. Weaving involves combining woof and warp to create a finished fabric. In the case of rugs, multitudes of individual fragments are also knotted into the base to make the pile. In the same way that none of those individual fragments has any meaning away from the carpet, no individual person has much meaning in isolation from the human family.

We vote because we cannot all agree. If everyone were in agreement then voting would be unnecessary. Unfortunately, disagreements between nations cannot be resolved by voting, because nations claim "sovereignty," which is a way of announcing that no one can force them to do anything. Diplomacy with all its shortcomings is the only mechanism available, short of war, to deal with international conflict. That is the reason I will always argue in favor of diplomacy instead of war.

During times of war, like now, I want to be among those who seek resolution to the conflict by changing, not annihilating, those who choose to be our enemies. In biblical terms there is tension between justice and mercy. Those qualities are reflected in the human population by individuals who represent either one or the other. Very few people are capable of exhibiting both, and I am not vain enough to think that I am among them. Given the choice, I choose to stand among those representing mercy.


...and from the following day in 2005, these reflections, starting with lines from another now-vanished blog...
Too often, we write off war as the worst thing that could happen, and the sacrifice of our troops as a burden that should not have to be borne. Well, I've news for you. Troops know the risk, and at least in a volunteer military, bear the burden. The risk is death; the reward is a feeling of having repaid the country a debt that was owed from birth, and the knowledge that one's life, if spent, is not wasted but invested in a better future. 
If war is basically evil, then the lives of men who fight are essentially thrown away no matter what the cause. But if war is just another of man's enterprises, then a wise war is funded with well invested sacrifice. Evaluation of a moral question of such magnitude - whether a particular war is wise or not - requires that we put aside our partisan squabbling, and take the long view, and take seriously all arguments.
This is by no means an anti-war rant. In fact it is exactly the opposite, a personal litany of tributes to all who have touched the heart and mind of the writer as he recalls the memory of each of them, ending with that famous part of Henry V which includes...From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Having posted yesterday's credo, I feel it is important that I complete my personal record with something indicating that I am not blind to the realities of war and its deep importance to human behavior. I have always known that righteous indignation animates everyday people more than any other emotion. And how can we express righteous indignation any better as a population than by waging war?

Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Prayer Against Abortion -- Poetry by Ovid

This is another link from my original blog, composed and first published December, 2004. It still comes up in searches so I'm running it again for current readers who might not otherwise find it. Reading it again after two sixteen years, I decided not to change anything.

Here are a couple of poems, first in the form of a prayer and another of poetic reflections. This line in the second poem jumped out at me.
Why strip the vine of grapes just as it starts to climb,
Not even drinking wine before its time?
Pagans wrote some pretty good poetry, no?

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Here, enshrined in a poem by Ovid, is an eloquent anti-abortion pagan prayer.
According to notes that follow this source "[i]n the background are the Augustan social reforms which were designed to encourage marriage and discourage childlessness. Augustus imposed penalties on those who failed to marry or who married but remained childless. From this fact and from references to abortion in the literature (usually denouncing it), the frequent occurrence of abortion in imperial Rome can be inferred. Legislative opposition to abortion (which came later) was based on the father's right to heirs and complemented by philosophical arguments based on "nature." It is this assumption of the male prerogative which motivates these poems and which characterizes their speaker. In another body of legislation, Augustus attempted to revive old Roman religious practices. These efforts entailed the suppression of eastern religions, specifically including the Egyptian worship of Isis and Sarapis. In this regard too, when the speaker prays to Isis and Ilithyia, goddess of childbirth, that Corinna survive the ordeal of her recent abortion, he appears relatively indifferent to Augustus's moral project."

In other words, the objection to abortion here is based mainly upon a male's right to an an heir, not any kind of moral objection.
For trying to unseat the burden crouched in her swelling womb, for her audacity, Corinna lies near death.
I should be furious: to take such a risk! And without telling me! But anger fails me -- I'm so afraid. You see, I'm the one who got her that way, or so I believe; I might as well be, since I could have been.
Isis! Great queen of Paraetonium, of Canopus' joyful plains, of Memphis, and of Pharos, rich in palm-trees, of the broad delta where the swift Nile spreads, and pours his waters to the sea through seven mouths, I pray, by your sacred rattles, by the venerated face of Anubis -- may faithful Osiris forever love your rites! may the unhurried snake glide always amid your offerings, and horned Apis travel at your side!-- come here, look kindly upon her, and save two lives in one: for you'll give life to her, and she to me.
She's been devout: performed each service on your festival days, observed the Gallic laurel ritual.
And you, who comfort laboring women in their time of distress, when the lurking burden strains their bodies hard, come gently now, and smile upon my prayers, Ilithyia -- she's worthy of your intervention -- please!
I myself, in white robes, will bring incense to your smoking altar I myself will offer votive gifts and lay them at your feet with the inscription, 'For Corinna's Life.' Goddess, give occasion for those words!
Corinna, listen, if you're out of danger: please don't ever go through this again
I am not any scholar of ancient literature. But I do a lot of reading.  Here is a bit of background to Ovid:
Ovid was born into a well-to-do equestrian family on March 20, 43 B.C.E. in Sulmo, a town in the Apennines, about eighty miles from Rome. This was the year after Julius Caesar was assassinated; almost a year before Cicero was murdered; and twelve years before the battle of Actium brought an end to the civil war between Antony and Octavian. At about the time of Actium, Ovid, like others from his class, was sent to Rome for an education in rhetoric and law....
His poetry is generally noted for its ease and wit; sometimes faulted for its rhetorical self-indulgence. He has less interest in politics per se than any other poet in this volume which is not to say that his urban sophistication, irreverence, and even mockery of old-fashioned Roman values did not have political consequences...he writes in the first person of his love for a woman, called Corinna...
For this second poem I have to give credit (again) to First Things, which is to say Fr. Neuhaus. Plowing through last month's retrospective of a book published by Neuhaus twenty years ago, I came to the end, where I found the following poem:
What Good Is It That Girls/ Need Never Go To War? 
What good is it that girls need never go to war
Or wear a shield or march in columns or
Bow down to Mars, if they take out a bloody knife
And blind the womb that bears a fated life?
The first who ever tried to cut away her child
Deserved to die for what she had defiled.
How could it be that stretch marks make for such disgust
That you become like killers palled in dust?
Had mankind's mothers been so selfish, mean, and base,
There never would have been a human race,
And we'd have needed, one more time, some pair to throw
Pebbles behind them, so mankind might grow.
Who would have ruined Priam if the mother of
Achilles hadn't borne her child with love?
If Ilia hadn't given Romulus his birth,
How could eternal Rome have ruled the earth?
Had Venus ripped Aeneas from her, such a deed
Would orphan us of Caesars in our need.
You, too, Corinna, born so pretty: you'd have died
If your mother had done what you just tried.
And me! (Though I'll die from romantic love's excess.)
My mother gave me life by saying yes.
Why strip the vine of grapes just as it starts to climb,
Not even drinking wine before its time?
Ripe fruit drops on its own; better a life that's late
Than death! So great a prize, so brief a wait!
And yet your weapons go on gouging out the wombs
That poisons make your children's early tombs.
We hate Medea for the blood she's splattered with -
Her babes' - and grieve for Itys in the myth.
Child killers that they were, at least they had some cause,
Ruining their men by blood that broke all laws.
Where is your Tereus? Where's the Jason who demands
You pierce your innards with a mother's hands?
Armenian tigresses won't do what women will;
No lioness will see her cub and kill,
Though girls of nineteen do - but not without a price
(Abortion doubles human sacrifice).
Then she is borne away to burn, her hair undone,
To cries of "serves her right!" from everyone.
But let my words dissolve, and heaven blow away
The awful burden of these things I say.
Dear gods, allow her - once - to sin and still survive;
Two sins, and she need not be kept alive. 
Ovid's Amores 2.14, translated by Len Krisak
Look at that...cries of 'serves her right' from everyone...  Doesn't that sound contemporary? I have said it before and it is worth repeating: nothing animates a human being more surely or more quickly that righteous indignation. It is the seminal impulse driving every human conflict, from family feuds and road rage to ethnic cleansing and war itself.

It is worth repeating, too (as noted above), that Ovid's objections do not derive from moral beliefs. As Christians we stand upon moral ground. But when we speak to a non-Christian world, as did Paul in Athens, it is wise to remember that Christian objections carry little weight to the unconverted. It is easier to grasp the notion, however, that even pagans suspected there was something objectionable about abortion.

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Abortion & Politics Facebook Discussion

Well-written comments on Facebook by Seth Woods are receiving a flood of approval from those with access. Thanks to Facebook's embed feature this much can be accessed by blogging. The "more" link displays only part of his post, perhaps because privacy settings, but I'm copying the whole essay here for future reference.



This is the extended post:

Oh man. Here we go...
I need to talk to my conservative/Christian friends and family for a minute. About abortion. 
First: if you hold the personal belief or conviction that abortion is wrong, is a sin, is against God's will... That is absolutely okay, and understandable. There are so many reasons to feel this way, not just from a theological/religious standpoint, but from personal experiences, hopes, desires, etc. Your belief about where you stand on the moral/ethical merits of abortion are yours to have, to cherish, to speak about, to share. They are your human rights and your constitutional rights in our country. 
Second: America is not a Christian nation. It is not a nation for Christians. It is a nation for all. I know this can be genuinely hard to accept. I grew up in the church too. We are sold this idea of a Christian nation, one nation under God. That was never what we had. What we have is a nation founded on the idea of liberty and equality, with the men drafting the documents having the amazing foresight to make the language broader than their own beliefs about equality (which many of them felt only applied to white landowning men). Thank God! What they gave us was so much greater than their own biases. They gave us room to grow in our understanding of equality and freedom and mutual cooperation. And so all faiths are welcome here. And that is beautiful. 
Third: Knowing and hopefully accepting that, we can recognize that there are large portions of our fellow Americans who are not Christian. Imagine a Jewish senator putting forth a bill that would require every male -infant, child, and adult - to be circumcised. Or a Muslim governor signing a bill into law that states all citizens must pray five times a day on their prayer mats. You would be very understandably (and as far as the constitution goes, rightly) upset over someone trying to legislate their beliefs onto your lives and bodies... 
Four: Your politicians are using you. They are using your deeply held spiritual and emotional beliefs about abortion to justify racial, gender, and class inequality. The men pushing these laws are concerned with power, not with the unborn. There are documented cases of GOP "pro-life" politicians who are pushing legislation like this with one hand and with the other hand are encouraging their secret girlfriends to terminate their very secret and unwanted pregnancies. For you, this issue is about speaking up for what you believe. For many many of the politicians, it is about feeding their own personal agendas and increasing their power. YOU GIVE THEM THAT POWER. And they are grossly abusing it, not to the glory of God. Please stop letting them use you to control people. 
Five: this is pretty core, and I'm not sure how to say it, so forgive me my ineloquence here. If you want to see a world without abortion, you need to work to create a world that doesn't need abortion. That world cannot be legislated into being. That was never the job of the church anyway - to legislate their way to the kingdom of god? Ugh. You may want to see a world that didn't drink alcohol - how did prohibition work out? No more drunks? No. You cannot legislate morality. You can work toward it though. I love that you love the unborn. I love that you have a heart that feels that. Please have a heart for those who are already born as well. Please be truly pro-life, and take care of women instead of criminalizing them. A world that didn't need abortions would be one where birth control was extremely affordable and available, where young people everywhere were well educated about sex. It would look like accepting that abstinence is not the only choice that young people are going to make - "I believe sex is supposed to be saved till marriage, however, if you choose to have sex before marriage, as many of you will, there are things that are very important for you to know" is a totally acceptable way to talk about your beliefs AND the facts of life with your kids. 
You are NEVER going to get close to having a world where people don't have sex unless they are married. TRUST ME. That will never happen. You absolutely can work toward a realistic world where we take care of people, where we help and educate and love people in a way where the number of unwanted pregnancies declines drastically. Do you want a world where people aren't allowed to get abortions? Or do you want a world where people don't need to get abortions, where it's not even a question or an issue that they have to face, because they have been equipped with the tools to navigate sex and relationships and personal choices with maturity and safety and love? And look, I haven't even brought up the very very troubling issue of rape, incest, abuse. And real quick on that: you CANNOT make decisions like that for another person. YOU CANNOT DO THAT. A person who has been abused needs to have our support, our ear, our compassion, and if they need assistance or advice or comfort or a friend then we can be that. What we can't do is make a life altering decision for them after they have already experienced a traumatic life altering assault. We shouldn't be making those decisions for anyone (just like we shouldn't have the legal ability to tell anyone else whether or not to drink, or to pray, or to get circumcised). 
There's so much more. So much. And it all needs to be said - not just said but talked about. But here's what I want to end this with: WE NEED YOU. We need each other. We have become so divided from each other, and so much of that is because we rely on our intermediaries: the media, the politicians, the social media algorithms. But we are never going to go anywhere unless we come together to figure this out. No matter what you believe this issue really is (a woman's issue, a moral issue), it is not JUST that. Left and Right. It is multifaceted, it is personal, and there are real people on both sides. And so I am saying to you my conservative christian pro-life friends: we need you. We need you to stop letting your politicians use you. We need you to BE THE BODY OF CHRIST to people. Not because we believe what you believe, but because we could use some very Christ-like people right now. Who challenge the powerful and who love people, not judge them, not further abuse them, not investigate them after they have miscarried a pregnancy. 
We are never all going to believe the same things. But we do not have to be enemies, we do not have be opposed. I get that this sounds crazy, but we need to work together to build that world where people are loved and safe, where humans have freedom to make choices, and we have equipped them out of love and with love. Please work with us to make that world where women are not put in a position to need an abortion. Our women are amazing and powerful and inspiring, and if we could make a world where they are not always having to fight to be heard or respected or taken seriously, then I think we would all be blown away by what they could accomplish for the world. 
Thanks for reading this. It was written out of respect and love and with an open heart. If you are reading this, it is because I love you. Thanks.

Seth Woods gives us permission to pass his message along.
I corrected a couple of typos but the content is the same.

Saturday, May 18, 2019

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez on Drug Patents

This masterclass by Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez on how to use hearings to make damning indictments of corruption in our system is too important to get lost in the Twitter archives.
This is her less than 6 months on the job. Republicans are right to be obsessively freaking out about her. She will be a force for decades to come.

Austria -- The Strache Recordings - The whole Story

In a secret recording from 2017 obtained by DER SPIEGEL, Austrian Vice Chancellor Heinz-Christian Strache of the far-right Freedom Party is heard discussing a deal with a purported Russian millionaire to trade state contracts for campaign support. By DER SPIEGEL Staff

A snow-white vacation house on a hill, a few kilometers from Ibiza Town. Three bedrooms, four bathrooms, an outdoor pool and a separate guest house with around 500 square meters (5,382 square feet) of living space for 1,000 euros a night.

The group mingling on the terrace on the evening of July 24, 2017, drinking champagne, eating tuna tartare and sushi, was discussing delicate topics: How could they make sure that a Russian investor was awarded contracts from Austrian businesses and the government?

They were thinking big. Nothing seemed impossible. They discussed casino licenses, the sale of an old luxury hotel, contracts for highway construction -- all of it for the Russian investor. They even discussed a takeover of the Kronen Zeitung, one of Austria's most widely circulated newspapers.

The group included a woman who was supposedly from Russia, an Austrian woman with Serbian roots and a master's degree, and three Austrians in leisure attire.

At that moment, two of them were already on their way to the center of political power: Heinz-Christian Strache, head of the far-right Freedom Party of Austria (FPÖ), and Johann Gudenus, a member of the federal board of the FPÖ and a former deputy mayor of Vienna who was also the husband of the Serbian-born woman.

Nearly three months after the meeting in the villa, Austrians would go to the polls to elect a new National Council, the country's lower house of parliament. Another two months after that, Strache would be sworn in as vice chancellor of Austria. Gudenus was promoted to head of their party's parliamentary group.

In Ibiza, as the two talked merrily about million-euro deals, they seemed like drinking buddies on vacation. But since December 2017, they have helped chart the course of the federal government in Vienna. The FPÖ is part of Austria's governing coalition, having emerged from the last election as a kingmaker for Chancellor Sebastian Kurz and his conservative Austrian People's Party (ÖVP).

The two men had been sitting together for six hours on that warm evening by the time a dark suspicion crept over Strache: "Trap, trap, it's a trap," he whispered to his neighbor, Gudenus. But soon enough, his worries seemed to disappear. "It's not a trap," Gudenus assured him.

But the FPÖ leader was right. The meeting was a trap. The villa was bugged and outfitted with several hidden cameras.

The purported Russian woman, Alyona Makarova, who claimed to have Latvian citizenship as well, was pretending to be the investment-hungry niece of a rich oligarch. Her story: She wanted to invest over 250 million euros in Austria, as capital that "cannot be deposited at a bank" because it is "in fact, not entirely legal," the woman's companion candidly explained.

The videos from that evening in Ibiza were made available to DER SPIEGEL and Germany's Süddeutsche Zeitung newspaper.

Potentially Criminal?


The recordings are politically explosive. They reveal highly questionable views of Austrian politicians currently in office. They show that these politicians were willing to boost the FPÖ's election results with the help of Russian money. The promises made that evening and the practices they revealed could potentially be criminal for someone in political office.

Due to the political significance and the public interest, DER SPIEGEL and Süddeutsche Zeitung have decided to publish the contents of these conversations.

The source is known to editors at both media outlets, but insists on remaining anonymous. It is unclear at whose behest the FPÖ politicians were tricked and what their motivations were.

The visual and audio documents were forensically examined by two external experts and deemed to be authentic. They found no indications that the recordings had been manipulated after the fact. A certified interpreter also translated central parts of the Russian dialogue. DER SPIEGEL has seen a photo of the bill for the villa in Ibiza. It was rented from July 22-25 of 2017 at a cost of 2,936 euros. The images on the website of the rental agency show the same spaces visible in the video. Ultimately, the politicians involved were approached for comment.

The videos from Ibiza seem like a workshop report from a banana republic: Two leading Austrian politicians cavalierly spoke to a woman they barely knew about their vision for controlling the levers of power and how they could compensate her if she helped them to the very top.

After a couple of hours, the group began talking about the Kronen Zeitung, or the "Krone," as the tabloid is known, and its influence in the coming election. The group eventually decided to move the conversation inside.

The suggestion was made to the young Russian from Latvia that she should discreetly acquire half of the Kronen Zeitung. Strache said that if the newspaper "were to push us" before the election, "then we won't get 27, we will get 34 percent" of the vote. Any article that "helps us, enrages red and black." He was referring to the Social Democratic Party of Austria (SPÖ) and the ÖVP, which have been governing the country since the end of the war, mostly together.

'Always Be Legal'


The Kronen Zeitung reaches more than a quarter of all Austrians. Strache, who has been head of his party since 2005, was fully aware that support from the paper would provide a significant boost to his efforts to move into the Chancellery in Vienna.

And that was precisely Strache's goal in the summer of 2017. At the time, though, the young ÖVP candidate Sebastian Kurz had just passed the FPÖ in the polls.

At first, Strache seemed wary of the false claim by the purported Latvian-Russian that she was considering buying half of the Kronen Zeitung shares and that she was already in contact with two of the four heirs of the deceased Kronen Zeitungpublisher, Hans Dichand. "I didn't expect that," he said. Gradually, though, his doubts seemed to disappear and his appetite for a deal that could potentially bring him closer to the Chancellery won out. Any deal, however, must "always be legal," he kept emphasizing.

With the newspaper, Strache said, she would be "in league with the 10 most powerful people in Austria." There were still outliers on the Kronen Zeitung editorial staff, Strache said, "three, four people who needed to be shown the door," but he added that "we'll quickly bring in five new ones." Are things really that simple? "Journalists are the biggest whores on the planet," he said.

The young woman asked what the investment would bring her, personally. "You have a weapon in your hand that allows you to do whatever you want in Austria," Strache answered. Anyone who owns the "Krone," he said, is not only an opinion leader but has "a monopoly on power that allows them to open up other business paths." Later, Strache brought up the prospect of public contracts for highway construction, which had generally been awarded to the company STRABAG in the past.

Strache claimed he could provide the "missing link" to the Funke Media Group. At the time, the German publishing group, formerly known as WAZ, owned half of the Kronen Zeitung, while the heirs of longtime publisher Hans Dichand owned the rest.

Strache said he also knew the right man to help plot a new direction for the tabloid: Heinrich Pecina. The investor, whom Strache described as a "big player," had "bought up all Hungarian media for Orbán over the past 15 years and primed them for him."

A Media Landscape Like Orbán's


Pecina, a businessman who puts on aristocratic airs, organized the consolidation of the Hungarian press landscape for Hungarian Prime Minister Victor Orbán. Népszabadság and other newspapers that were critical of the government were bought and were either discontinued overnight or sold on to people with friendly views of Orbán. One could learn from Hungary, Strache said: "We want to build a media landscape like Orbán did."

In response to a request for comment, Heinrich Pecina said he had never had anything to do with the Kronen Zeitung. "In any case, I never had and do not have any possibility of controlling or influencing the Kronen Zeitung in any way. Nor have I ever claimed such a thing."

Beyond the Kronen Zeitung, Strache continued in the video, ORF, the Austrian public broadcaster, was also very important. He said it was conceivable that it be partly privatized, with a large share sold to media entrepreneur Dietrich Mateschitz, the head of Red Bull and the media company that belongs to it. "We could imagine a complete restructuring of ORF." Strache described himself as the "Red Bull brother from Austria."

Again, and again, the supposed Russian asked what was in it for her. If she took over the Kronen Zeitung before the election and helped the party "to the number one position," the FPÖ chief said, "then we can talk about anything."

This would be Strache's grandest promise of the evening: They could talk about anything. Anything at all.

What was wishful thinking in Ibiza has gradually become reality in the coalition government of the ÖVP and the FPÖ. The current chairman of ORF's board of trustees is Norbert Steger, the former head of the FPÖ. Three weeks ago, Steger made headlines when he attacked one of ORF's best-known journalists. After Armin Wolf, the host of the network's main news show, conducted an interview that was critical of the FPÖ, Steger sarcastically said: "I would take a sabbatical, travel around the world on fee-payers' dime and reinvent myself."

It is not as if politically motivated interventions are anything new at ORF. In fact, they have been the rule for decades. But since the FPÖ has been part of the government, the broadcaster's editorial independence has been massively challenged. Vice Chancellor Strache had promised on Facebook that he would work "like a lion" to eliminate the "mandatory ORF fees."

The FPÖ doesn't just have power over the public broadcast media, but also over many other aspects of the country. The party, for example, holds key ministries, including the foreign, interior, defense and social affairs portfolios.

The 'Homosexual Lobby'


All three Austrian intelligence services are overseen by ministries under leadership of the FPÖ, a party that has been affiliated with United Russia, which currently controls the Kremlin, since the signing of a cooperation agreement in 2016. Concerns that Moscow may have access to Austrian intelligence has led Western intelligence agencies to limit what they share with Vienna.

The party's affinity for Russia also played a decisive role in the Ibiza meeting. Johann "Joschi" Gudenus, who translated for the purported Russian, has taken courses at a university in Moscow. The son of a former FPÖ politician and a convicted Holocaust denier, he has been part of the right-wing camp since his youth. Indeed, Gudenus is considered one of the most important intermediaries between the FPÖ and Russia. He even accepted an invitation to visit Grozny from the violent Chechen leader Ramzan Kadyrov, as well as one from the Russian occupiers of Crimea. In Moscow's Cathedral of Christ the Savior, he railed against the EU, describing it as a refuge for the "homosexual lobby."

Strache sees "Joschi" as something of a right-hand man. The men have been close for years: In Vandalia, a Viennese student fraternity, Strache was Gudenus' pledge father. Now Strache views Gudenus as his man for Russia and he's the one who engineered the meeting with Strache in the villa.

The young FPÖ official had been hearing good things about the purported Russian for quite some time. She was supposedly interested in buying property in Austria and Gudenus' family owns farmland in Lower Austria. So they met in Vienna. In the Ibiza video, Gudenus could be heard saying that the woman had offered to pay five times what the property is worth. But it was during the conversation in Vienna that the plan for a bigger scheme apparently emerged.

In one of the videos, Strache said that Austria should orient itself toward the Visegrád Group in the future, referring to the informal alliance of Eastern European EU members, a group comprised of Poland, the Czech Republic, Slovakia and Hungary. He said the country needs to "open itself very strongly towards the East," towards Russia. "We have decadence in the West," said Strache, "but in the East people are normal."

The FPÖ head said he had been in Moscow on many occasions, noting that he had met with Putin advisors over 10 years ago and made plans for "how we can work together strategically." He also said that Serbia is a fantastic country and that several of his friends had invested heavily there, and that he was almost as beloved in the polls there as Putin.

Beyond Strache's self-aggrandizing proclamations, the central topic of the meeting was money -- and how the FPÖ could be financially supported. Strache told the purported Russian how she could bypass legal hurdles to donate money to the FPÖ. If the model that Strache described actually exists, it would be a clear-cut case of illegal party financing.

Large Donors


"There are a couple of very rich people, they pay between 500,000 and 1.5 to 2 million," Strache claimed. At another point, he said that the money hadn't yet been transferred, but that it had been pledged. And for such large sums, there was a non-profit association that has nothing to do with the party. "Because of that, you're not required to report it to the Court of Audit," Strache said, spreading his arms wide in a shrug, the omnipresent cigarette in his hand. Gudenus added in Russian that nobody knew of the association's existence. Strache said that it was headed up by three lawyers.

Austria's rules pertaining to political donations are similar to the ones on the books in Germany: If a contribution is in excess of 50,000 euros, it must be reported to the Court of Audit. Donations made by foreigners may not exceed 2,641 euros.

Strache claimed there were 10 potential large FPÖ donors and he intended to visit each of them personally. Gaston Glock, for instance. As he spoke, Gudenus stood and formed a gun with his hands to make clear to Alyona how the weapon's maker from the southeastern Austria region of Kärnten makes his money. There was also mention of Heidi Horton, a billionaire department-store heiress. Strache said that there were supporters who had made, or planned to make, donations to Chancellor Sebastian Kurz "and to us," allegedly including the billionaire and real-estate magnate René Benko. And "a couple of big players," like the gambling company Novomatic, one of Austria's biggest taxpayers: "They pay all three," claimed Strache, meaning the ÖVP, SPÖ and FPÖ.

When contacted, all the companies and individuals named by Strache claimed they have never donated money to the FPÖ, either directly or indirectly. When asked about the supposed donors, Strache and Gudenus confirmed in writing that "no donations to the FPÖ" had been received "from the named people and companies."

In Ibiza, though, Strache said that Alyona was welcome to "at any time make donations to us via the association," if she "was so inclined." Strache said that the party's donors tended to be idealists. Turning to his friend Gudenus, Strache asked "Joschi" to explain to the Russian woman that FPÖ supporters "don't want Austria to be Islamisized; they don't want their children and grandchildren to be destroyed."

The FPÖ views itself as a "social homeland-party," a slogan that is also used by the neo-Nazi NPD party in Germany. In the last election, the party drew significant support from the working class, in part because of his ability to simplify even the most complicated of issues and play the common man, even in his role as vice chancellor. All of which makes the video of his comments in Ibiza even more shocking.

Strache spoke about spending evenings eating caviar and oysters for 1,600 euros per table -- "not so expensive," he said. He spoke of a friend who had bought a diamond mine in Africa and of a businessman in Tel Aviv who, he claimed, stored diamonds worth 400 million euros in his heavily secured office.

'Tons of Money'


In public, Strache likes to portray himself as an anti-establishment fighter. In the villa, he made it sound as though he has been on close terms with Austria's billionaires for quite some time. He said that he was "on good speaking terms" with the perennially left-leaning Vienna businessman Martin Schlaff, and that he supposedly met real-estate mogul and Karstadt owner René Benko in Ibiza, because the latter had been there on board the 62-meter (200-foot) yacht Roma. Strache also has connections to Mateschitz, the Red Bull head who also runs Servus TV. Strache said he is "nice" but doesn't understand the media business. Strache also spoke of Ukrainian and Russian friends with lots of money, of contacts to a group of billionaires in China. "Those dogs," the man who is now Austria's vice chancellor said in the video, "have tons of money."

Strache's own path to the top was rocky. His mother, a pharmacist, raised him alone and through a violent student association, he came in contact with right-wing extremists. Photos show him later taking part in military exercises with neo-Nazis. A trained dental technician, he distanced himself from the far-right fringe of the political spectrum in the early 1990s. In 2005, he then became head of the FPÖ, a party which had been hollowed out by Jörg Haider when he left to form a splinter party, and which stood at just 4 percent in the polls. Over the next 12 years, Strache managed increase support for the party six-fold.

It is something Strache is quite proud of, and he made no effort to hide it. He kept coming back to the principle of honesty and his repeated avowals on the subject that evening in Ibiza began to sound like an incantation. "This is sacred to me: I don't do anything illegal," he said multiple times, perched between Red Bull drinks and ashtrays on the sofa. "This is who I am, and it's my strength." He said he always rejected attempts at bribery, because "I don't need that shit" and said he wants to "get up in the morning and say, I'm clean." He claimed this was always his way and "in truth, it brought me to where I am today. Now the big players say: We need to take this guy seriously."

While Strache considered himself unassailable, he relished in the vulnerability of other "Schneebrunzer," literally: people who piss in the snow, i.e. idiots. The FPÖ chief claimed to be privy to incriminating material exposing the alleged escapades of two politicians from the former governing coalition of the Social Democrats and Christian Democrats. The politicians knew they were exposed, so they forged a non-aggression pact of sorts, he claimed.

If the corresponding photos were to be published by some foreign country, the center-left and center-right parties would be in deep trouble, Strache said, adding that it would result in political "nuclear war."

Illicit Russian Money


The man who, until moments ago, had been praising his own incorruptibility, remained seated while the conversation in the villa shifted to patently un-kosher business prospects. The group began discussing a possible privatization of state-owned properties into which the illicit Russian money could flow.

Strache categorically refused some of the suggestions proposed by the decoys. There are "areas that we don't privatize," he said. He responded to other suggestions by remaining quiet and taking a long drag on his cigarette or chewing his fingernails. Again and again, he insisted that any deal must take place within the realm of legality.

But he did provide his thoughts on other ideas. When the confidant of the purported oligarch's niece unashamedly pointed out that, for her, it's not about securing public contracts, but rather about getting paid a "hefty price" -- a markup that would come at the expense of taxpayers -- Strache reacted dismissively at first. But then he said, "Jaaa. Ja. Ja." When the confidant then spoke of a mark-up that would "be guaranteed," the FPÖ chief responded: "Again, you'll get that with the public contracts."

They also spoke about the purported Russian getting involved in state-controlled casinos. Strache agreed that these deserve to finally be deprived of their power, saying: "We want to break up this monopoly." But he admitted this would be "damn hard." Strache knew this firsthand. Legal proceedings against former Austrian Finance Minister Karl-Heinz Grasser on the suspicion of bribery -- which Grasser denies -- in connection with the planned loosening of the gambling monopoly were only just recently shelved.

But when the conversation shifted to highway and road construction, the FPÖ chief perked up. "The first thing that I can promise from a government involvement is that Haselsteiner will not get any more contracts!" Strache said, referring to Hans Peter Haselsteiner, an Austrian industrialist and philanthropist who is the current chairman of STRABAG, Austria's largest construction company. In 2018, STRABAG had more than 15 billion euros ($16.8 billion) in revenue. To this day, Haselsteiner and his family hold more than a quarter of company shares.

In the 1990s, Haselsteiner was elected to Austria's lower house of parliament, the Nationalrat, as part of the Liberal Forum party. More recently, the businessman supported NEOS, a neoliberal political party, with a donation of 1.7 million euros. The fact that "the oligarch Haselsteiner and other Social Democratic and Christian Democratic minions of the system only care about public and state contracts" upset Strache, the former opposition leader, so much that a few days before leaving for Ibiza, he took to Facebook to publicly vent his ire.

'Joschi, Take Care of It!'


Given that, the question from the purported Latvian-Russian and her male confidant about highway construction contracts was music to Strache's ears. If she were to decisively help the FPÖ before the election, "then it wouldn't even be up for debate, excuse me, excuse me. Tell her she should found a company like STRABAG and all public tenders that STRABAG now receives would then be hers."

For a vice chancellor, it would likely be criminal to make such promises about government contracts. But at the time of the recordings, in 2017, Strache did not occupy an office that would have allowed him to award construction contracts, so they probably weren't criminal -- but they were certainly ethically questionable. Dangling the prospect of public contracts in return for support in an election campaign at the very least smacks of corruption.

When asked about the meeting in the villa, Heinz-Christian Strache recalled that a "purported Latvian citizen" and her confidant invited him to dinner. It was a "purely private" meeting in a "relaxed, informal and boozy atmosphere," Strache wrote via WhatsApp. "I repeatedly pointed out the relevant legal provisions and the need to comply with the Austrian legal system for every issue we discussed." He wrote that this also applies to "prospective party donations or donations to non-profit associations in accordance with the relevant statutes." Strache and the FPÖ neither received nor were they promised "any benefits" from these people, he claimed.

"In addition," the Austrian vice chancellor wrote, "apart from the fact that a lot of alcohol was consumed as the evening progressed, there was also a high language barrier and no professional interpreter to translate from Russian, English into German."

Johann Gudenus, who says he has known the Latvian citizen for some time, offered a similar response. The woman was interested in a hunting ground he owns, Gudenus claimed. He argued she told him that she and her daughter were planning to move to Vienna and to establish themselves there and invest in Austria. Both politicians claim to have had no contact with the woman since their meeting.

The questionable statements of the Austrian vice chancellor and his close confidant will likely put considerable pressure on Austrian Chancellor Sebastian Kurz. The coalition between the ÖVP and the FPÖ has been strained recently, even without these new revelations. The Freedom Party's connections to far-right extremist groups, such as the "Identitarian Movement," as well as racist statements and publications by people associated with the party, and the party's handling of critical reporters with Austria's public broadcaster ORF -- all of this has been the subject of intense debate in the country.

People close to Kurz say that the governing coalition in Vienna is not in danger of collapsing. A different coalition partner would be desirable, they say, but the FPÖ is so devoid of policy that the ÖVP can more or less govern as it sees fit. It remains to be seen whether Kurz can stand by this position now that his vice chancellor has shown himself to be open, at least in the past, to the idea of carrying out deals with dirty money.

The meeting in the villa lasted more than six hours. Toward the end, Strache became suspicious. Alyona had dirty toenails, the FPÖ leader noticed suddenly. "That doesn't fit the overall picture," he mumbled. Earlier, he had complained that his up-and-coming far-right populist party had to be constantly vigilant. "We know that we're being watched 24 hours a day, that people would be happy to destroy us over any little thing." But Gudenus appeased him, and Strache continued to drink and chat, seemingly unbothered.

Long after midnight, the visitors said they had to leave. They wanted to go to a club, the Hï Ibiza, located a few kilometers away in Platja d'en Bossa.

On their way out, Strache spoke to the Russian's confidant and to Gudenus one last time. He argued that she should do the "right and smart" thing and buy the Kronen Zeitung. Alyona's confidant warned him: "She's leaving tomorrow. If you want to do it, you have to do it before she's gone."

Before they got in the car, Strache sent Gudenus back to the villa. "Take care of it Joschi!" he said.

Gudenus and Alyona retreated to the kitchen. A camera filmed them there, too.

The FPÖ man whispered to the woman in slightly broken Russian: "We are 100 percent prepared to help, no matter what."

By Maik Baumgärtner, Vera Deleja-Hotko, Martin Knobbe, Walter Mayr, Alexandra Rojkov and Wolf Wiedmann-Schmidt
This blog is my scrapbook. I don't know if blogging in this case is a violation of copyright laws but if it is I will gladly delete it. Otherwise I'm keeping it for my own future reference because the social media links are not user-friendly when I'm looking for something. 
This story is a creepy echo of last week's events in Washington with President Trump's warm invitation and treatment of Victor Orban. His attraction to dictators all over the world is unprecedented. In this case a Russian connection seems more than coincidental.

Monday, May 6, 2019

"This is very significant. I’ve never seen anything like it."

The title of this post is lifted from a Twitter message from Neal Katyal, American lawyer & partner at Hogan Lovells, and other bona fides including having argued more Supreme Court cases than any other minority group lawyer in American history. In 2017, American Lawyer Magazine named Katyal its coveted Grand Prize Litigator of the Year for both 2016 and 2017.
After linking the Washington Post article, he continues...
Signers incl "Donald Ayer, a former deputy attorney general in the George H.W. Bush Administration; John S.Martin, a former U.S. attorney and federal judge appointed to his posts by two Republican presidents; Paul Rosenzweig, who served as senior counsel to Kenneth W. Starr"+more
And this truly is a remarkable story/document.
More than 370 former federal prosecutors who worked in Republican and Democratic administrations have signed on to a statement asserting special counsel Robert S. Mueller III’s findings would have produced obstruction charges against President Trump — if not for the office he held. 
The statement — signed by myriad former career government employees as well as high-profile political appointees — offers a rebuttal to Attorney General William P. Barr’s determination that the evidence Mueller uncovered was “not sufficient” to establish that Trump committed a crime. 
Mueller had declined to say one way or the other whether Trump should have been charged, citing a Justice Department legal opinion that sitting presidents cannot be indicted, as well as concerns about the fairness of accusing someone for whom there can be no court proceeding. 
“Each of us believes that the conduct of President Trump described in Special Counsel Robert Mueller’s report would, in the case of any other person not covered by the Office of Legal Counsel policy against indicting a sitting President, result in multiple felony charges for obstruction of justice,” the former federal prosecutors wrote.
“We emphasize that these are not matters of close professional judgment,” they added. 
“Of course, there are potential defenses or arguments that could be raised in response to an indictment of the nature we describe here. . . . But, to look at these facts and say that a prosecutor could not probably sustain a conviction for obstruction of justice — the standard set out in Principles of Federal Prosecution — runs counter to logic and our experience.”