Here Come the Clowns

On November 16, around 150 people, nearly all white men, marched against abortion in Boston. I was proud of our city. The counter-protest was about ten times larger than the march. Approximately one in ten counter-protesters came dressed as clowns. There were a few Antifa people in black and a few communists with pamphlets and a bullhorn, whom everybody ignored.

It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm for the season. My son and I arrived late to the planned rally at the bandstand in the Boston Common. We thought we might have missed the whole thing. Then we saw a couple of cute young female clowns coming up the path. They told us the march was delayed but should be arriving any minute. Some student journalists from Emerson College, intrigued by his Veteran Healing sweatshirt, interviewed my son. Their questions boiled down to, Why are you here? His answer was, To fight fascism.

According to an NBC News report, police made nine arrests earlier in the “National Men’s March to Abolish Abortion and Rally for Personhood”. The report’s headline called it “a large anti-abortion march”, even though the only large crowd was the one that came out to oppose it. All the news reports I’ve seen feature many photos of the stern-looking men in black suits or priests’ clerical robes, and few photos of the much more colorful and numerous counter-protesters. There were almost as many police as marchers, some in full riot gear; the photographers liked them too.

The counter-protesters carried handmade signs: “Thomas Jefferson disagreed with you! He believed in the separation of church and state.” “Wealthiest Nation with highest Maternal Mortality.” “Life begins at ejaculation/ Mandate vasectomies.” “Letting men decide about women’s healthcare is like letting your dog make decisions about your car because he likes to ride in it sometimes.” And my favorite: “He who hath not a uterus should shut the fucketh up; Fallopians 19:73.”

Trying to drown out the speakers, people blew whistles and horns, rang cowbells, and shouted slogans like “Racists, sexists, anti-gay/ All you fascists, go away!” “Pray! You’ll need it! Your cause will be defeated!” “Pro life? That’s a lie/ You don’t care if people die.” Pleasanter noise came from the Clown Band, about two dozen musicians, heavy on the brass. When the Men Against Abortion entered the cordoned-off bandstand, the band greeted them with the Imperial March from Star Wars.

Some of the police looked ready to attack the clown-inflected protest crowd. Two cops, though, stood right in front of the anti-abortion folks’ worst sign. It was a huge blow-up of a dismembered full-term fetus, which if it was real at all must have been from the delivery of a stillborn child in a last-ditch effort to save the mother’s life. Maybe those cops didn’t mean anything by blocking that sign for a few minutes. Or maybe they were wishing they had taken a sick day.

When the rally was over, and the marchers left the Common behind walls of police and metal barricades, clowns and friends lined their route with middle finger salutes. Most of the men in black marched on with jutting chins, looking straight ahead, and the few male children with them seemed to share the smug arrogance of their fathers. But I saw two boys, probably eight and ten years old, who hung their heads and looked completely miserable. Those poor little ones might already have been wondering which marchers were the real clowns.

Clowns, 1: Fascists, 0

That Pimple

Trump is just the ugly boy up front.
He’s the pus-filled peak of the pimple of greed and violence.

Trump distracts the people while Greed and Violence suck all our wealth toward the richest. They get the money.

We get work that won’t pay our bills, crumbling infrastructure, the ruin of the climate.

While zillionaires get huge tax cuts, they cut everything ordinary people need.

Parks, libraries, schools, hospitals: cut.
Street and sewer maintenance: cut.

Safety inspections: cut. Food stamps: cut.
Pandemic supplies: oh, oops, gave them to China.

The ones in power are the worst people in the world.
The ones in power don’t care how many of us die.

They don’t care if we’re afraid for our lives or our livelihoods. They don’t care if we have nowhere to live.

The ones in power don’t care.
Good thing we, the people, do.

We donate and volunteer. We make masks.
We grow Victory gardens. We give things away.

Disregarding the Pimple, we listen to Science.
We wear the masks. We staff the food banks.

While our so-called leader
hides with his phone,

tweeting hatred and lies all day,
the People are stepping up.

Watch out, zillionaires.
One of these days the People

might even vote.

Listen to scientists

So the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) put out a report with detailed guidelines on how the states can re-open as safely as possible. The report was supposed to be published on May 1, but Trump shelved it. The stock market just loves when he does stuff like that. The hell with the lives of the non-rich. What matters is the welfare of the rich and Trump’s re-election. The rest of us can just die. He doesn’t care, and if anybody around him shows signs of caring, he’ll fire them.

Dr. Fauci facepalms
Dr. Fauci facepalms in shame

Trump has told the CDC to shut up. He thinks Americans want him, not the truth. From the May 4 issue of the New Yorker, The Pandemic Protocol by Charles Duhigg: A former high-ranking CDC official said: “We could have saved so many more lives. We have the best public-health agency in the world, and we know how to persuade people to do what they need to do. Instead, we’re ignoring everything we’ve learned over the past century.”

Trump’s original idea was to let COVID-19 “wash over” the country, killing as many as it liked. He knew the super-rich would buy themselves isolation and safety, but business would continue to make them richer, ensuring his re-election. From the start of his 2016 campaign, too many credulous Americans have fallen for his con job, thinking he cared what became of them. Many still can’t admit they were fooled. He doesn’t even care about his most committed followers, urging them to be “warriors” in his battle against truth and science. They crowd in the streets unmasked and are bound to bring the deadly pandemic home with them.

Please don’t celebrate the inevitable sickness and death among Trump’s volunteers (or paid agitators). For many years, they have been lied to by corporate-controlled, right-wing media — Fox, Clear Channel, and Sinclair; by cynical, ignorant preachers; and by a showman who has mastered every con artist trick without the disadvantage of a conscience. They aren’t warriors. They are sheep being led to slaughter. Racist sheep, misogynist sheep, but sheep.

50 experiments

Since the USA has no effective federal leadership, saving us from COVID-19 is now up to the states. So we have 50 experiments in progress; more, really, with many cities setting their own quarantine or “opening” rules. By mid-July, we’ll be seeing graphs of preliminary results. The numbers will still be shaky. No one besides Trump projects that enough testing will happen by then to show us who has the virus. Most likely, given our dangerously idiotic President, the USA will still be #1 – in COVID cases as well as military spending.

When states should re-open

There are many things states simply cannot do on their own. They can’t get good prices buying masks and tests, since the federal government refuses to use its massive power to bargain for all; instead, the feds are forcing states to compete with them and one another, and then stealing state supplies. States can’t get food dumped by farmers unable to access their usual markets to the hungry people who need it in other states. They can’t set firm guidelines for the American people to follow and believe in. They can’t raise enough taxes from the richest to keep their people from starving, being evicted, or getting their utilities shut off.

When they plan to re-open

This patchwork of state experiments is bound to cost a lot of lives. States will open too soon, see deaths skyrocket, and have to go back to quarantine. According to new data from the University of Pennsylvania, relaxing lockdown orders too soon could cost 233,000 lives.

If some people insist on their freedom to ignore safety precautions, other people will be free to die.

A rational, science-based nation-wide plan for re-opening safely would save much confusion and many lives. Wouldn’t it be great if the states could unite somehow? If we could form a union across the US? Like create a United States of America?

Oh…right…

What heals us

It’s been a warm winter here, followed by a cold spring. We’ve felt terrible fear, followed by great danger for some, boredom for others, loneliness for most. Yet trees are flowering and birds are nesting. We will emerge from this nightmare with fresh appreciation for many things we used to take for granted.

There is balm for the spirit, no matter what you believe. Music and art, virtual hugs, rivers and oceans, lizards in the desert and rabbits in the garden. There is a new sense of respect for the people we all depend on. Everyone now understands how much we need front-line workers, not just to nurse us when we’re sick but to keep the lights on, water flowing from the taps, grocery shelves stocked, garbage picked up, and the rest of civilization going during this emergency.

No matter what should change in our educational systems, parents, teachers, and children will be thrilled when schools reopen. When we can once again enjoy our national parks and forests, maybe people will rally to stop Trump from selling them off.

And when Americans get a chance to vote this November, maybe we will use our ballots to throw Trump and his evil cabal out of power, so this nation, and the world, can begin to heal.

Another brilliant Trump idea

Joe Will Do

Belief in Trump can be fatal.

Believing in Trump can be fatal. His supporters are now defending their right to go back to work and bring home the virus. They are still falling for the con. Even his suggestion that they inject themselves with bleach has not made them hesitate. Their death rate will be tragic. Anybody who watches “Fail Army” knows you can survive being stupid, but Trump is reaching levels of stupid never seen before. He might survive because he’s got all the advantages that come with being rich and powerful, but few of his followers have any such protections.

Trump will soon be killing officers in training. He plans to speak at the West Point graduation in June, calling back a thousand cadets who have already been sent home. Trump wants the ceremony to look “nice and tight” without social distancing, because, as we know, it’s all about his crowds.

Health workers need more masks. Trump is stockpiling masks, and no one knows who is getting them.

On top of being a murderer and liar, Trump is a thief. Under his direction, FEMA (the Federal Emergency Management Agency) has confiscated hospital supplies from at least seven states. He has stolen a million face masks from South Florida firefighters; testing supplies from Washington, Oregon, and Alaska; and masks from Massachusetts and Texas. The Trump administration is not telling anyone where this federal stockpile is going or how it will be used.

Trump blaming someone else

But we know Trump will take these life-saving materials hostage until governors praise him enough to get some.

We tried to impeach this shameless piece of scum, but Mitch McConnell wouldn’t let witnesses testify. So we’re stuck with him until January. He will go on lying and stealing and killing and ruining the environment and betraying his country until then. That’s why we need to vote for Joe Biden, even in his advanced state of mental decay. If the Dems decide to run an actual real live donkey instead, we need to vote for the donkey.

Trump is a deadly disease. He might be fatal for democracy. The only cure is to vote a Democrat into every single open office in November.  Yes, yes, we know most establishment Dems support Wall Street over Main Street, and few of them stand for real progressive change. But we, the people, need a place to start America’s rehab. And in spite of all his disadvantages, Joe will do.

Trump is Killing Us

He’s been killing people right along. An incomplete list: victims of hate crimes, which his hateful rhetoric encourages; refugees sent back home to the deadly gang violence they tried to flee; the Kurds, after he deserted them in Syria; children stolen from their immigrant families who died in US custody; women who died from bungled illegal abortions when they couldn’t get legal ones; poor people unable to get health care because he’s cut Obamacare as much as he can; and these days, many thousands from COVID-19 who might be alive if he had taken action in January instead of March.

Now the federal government is stockpiling PPE (personal protection equipment) by outbidding states and even just taking stuff the states have managed to buy. Trump wants states to be “nice” to him before he gives them any of it, no matter how much their people need it. States should not have to bid for PPE. The federal government should be doing all that work, locating and buying it, and distributing it to states as needed, not according to how much their governors are willing to kiss his ass.

Really, they think we have to choose between liberty and COVID-19? Aren't people free to decide we want to stay healthy?

Worst of all perhaps, Trump has been pushing the “opening” of the country, an end to the virus quarantine, and encouraging his followers to protest the lockdowns of their states. This in spite of overwhelming evidence that it is far too soon to go back to business as usual. We are still in the midst of a surge. All the numbers we see are way too low, since so few tests are available. Opening back up too soon will mean a huge spike in sickness and death.

But the man who is supposed to protect this country does not care how many of us die. The sad truth is that though healthcare workers, police and firefighters are literally dying to keep us safe, the world’s most powerful person only cares about getting re-elected.

Sorted by suffering

One third of us are going to work. These people are in danger of bringing the virus home with them, and of getting sick themselves. These people are afraid for their lives. Some feel they have no choice. Some are making a brave and noble choice.

One third of us are staying home and working. These are the lucky ones in many ways. But isolation is a serious kind of suffering. These people are fighting to stay sane, to stay relatively cheerful, to take care of themselves and keep from taking the stress out on their families.

One third are staying home, not working, not getting paid. The financial stress is terrible and getting worse. Communities of color, poor people, and immigrants are getting hit worst of all. Many laid-off workers never imagined they would be looking for food pantries.

Right now, few people are in good situations, and the few who are tend to be white and rich. The rest of us need more help, and more kinds of help, than Trump is willing to give. The sad fact is that no amount of our suffering will move him. He doesn’t care how many of us die. The only things he cares about are his own wealth and his own power.

If Trump has his way, businesses will reopen far too soon, and the US will experience a second wave of the pandemic. We have to hope governors have enough sense to stand up for the lives of people in their states. We have to hope people have enough sense to stay home, as hard as that is. And we have to hope that our fellow Americans will be generous and kind, as well as patient. In the absence of sane federal leadership, we must depend on one another.

Wear a Mask

Love your neighbor. Wear a mask. Show you care. Wear a mask. Come to the rescue. Wear a mask. Protect yourself and your family. Wear a mask.

Voters in Wisconsin just helped save democracy. Many wore masks. All of our heroes should be wearing masks. Walmart and Amazon, instead of buying ads to praise your workers, give them masks!

Be cool. Be fierce. Be kind. Be fashion-forward. Be a human update. Be a decent person. Wear a mask.

Working-class Poverty

The poverty I know from the inside is working-class American poverty. Billions of people around the world are suffering from much worse forms of poverty, but I’m thankful that has not been my experience. American poverty is bad enough.

American poverty means never being able to pay all the bills. You rob Peter to pay Paul: you pay the electric bill this month, the water bill next month. You agree to pay the dentist $20 a month forever. The cost of everything goes up: food, rent, health care, gas. Your income stays the same.

Minimum wage is not a living wage.

Maybe you take a second job, leaving your ten-year-old to take care of the six-year-old after school. You sell your guitar and your great-grandmother’s necklace. Maybe you move to a smaller, cheaper place further from town, although it means even less time with your kids and more money for transportation.

You stay awake at night worrying about money. You are anxious all the time, and your frustration affects your relationships. It’s hard not to take things out on your partner or your kids. You have no energy for your friends or for taking care of yourself. The stress is nonstop.

And now, with the pandemic, you might have lost your job, or your second job. Or you’re in one of those essential job categories and have to keep working even though you’re afraid it endangers your family.

The American myth is that in this country, all you have to do to get by is work 40 hours a week. If you play by the rules, you will rise up in your field over time, and before long you’ll be doing fine. This has not actually been true since the 1970s.

The truth is that only the rich do better over time. In the past four decades, most of the income growth has gone to the top 10 percent. In the decade plus since the last recession, nearly all the growth has gone to the top 1 percent. Meanwhile, the median wage (half earn more, half earn less) for an individual is about $27,000. That’s about half of what a household needs to survive, at least in most cities where there are actually jobs.

Too many hours, no over-time

Since Reagan began the deliberate destruction of unions, workers have been putting in more hours for less money. We have lost the ground gained by the labor movement almost a century ago: the average American work week is now 50 hours, not 40, and many salaried workers routinely put in 60 hours a week just to keep their jobs, for no extra pay.

Corporations have figured out that it’s cheaper to pay slave wages overseas than to give Americans decent wages. It’s cheaper still to replace humans with robots. Unless we make some radical changes to economic policy, more and more Americans will find themselves desperately seeking even the lowest wage jobs, and struggling to keep their families fed and housed.

These days, due to wildfires, hurricanes, and now the pandemic, millions of Americans are finding themselves newly poor. Chances are that most of them will stay poor for a long time.

It’s easy to fall into poverty. You lose your job, or your house, or you get sick, or you have to take care of a family member, and boom, you’re poor. Unless you have rich and generous relatives, or you’re otherwise well connected to rich people who can help you get back up, once you are down you’ll most likely stay down. The system is designed to keep you there.

If you are stuck in poverty, try not to blame yourself. America is being run for the benefit of the wealthy, and the more who are living in poverty, the easier it is for the rich. There’s so much competition for jobs that they can keep wages ridiculously low. This is a social problem, not a psychological problem. You are not lazy or shiftless or stupid. It is our society that needs to change. What you need to do, with any time and energy you can scrape together, is join forces with the millions of others who are trapped by working class poverty, and fight to make that change happen.

Becoming Poor

Things get shabby.

Things get shabby. Paint peels off the house. The car gets older and older and you keep fixing it because newer cars are too expensive. Your towels and sheets wear thin. Anyone can look at your clothes and know you have no money.

You eat more fats and sugars because meats, fresh fruits and vegetables cost too much, and chips and cookies are cheap and filling. You gain weight. Joining a gym is not an option. You get depressed. Maybe you drink. Beer is cheap and filling.

You buy things in small quantities, even though large quantities are a better value. You can’t afford to save money on the “economy size.” If you were saving for retirement or a rainy day, you realize it’s a rainy day and you spend your savings.

You learn to say no to your kids. A lot. No to ice cream on hot days. No to the sneakers all the other kids wear. No to birthday parties, karate lessons, soccer lessons, music lessons — but in the days of pandemic, at least the kids know all their friends are in the same boat.

You gradually lose touch with your richer friends and the more upscale members of your family. People think poverty is catching. People are afraid yours will rub off on them. You feel ashamed and needy; you feel anxious and guilty; you wonder where you went wrong.

All these things are happening to millions of Americans right now. Mostly, we blame ourselves for our financial problems. We are taught that America is a land of opportunity, so if we’re poor it must be our own fault. We must not be trying hard enough, or we’re stupid.

But poor people, in my experience, are exactly like rich people, except they have no money. Their poverty is most often not due to any defect in themselves; the cause is a system that allows workers to be underpaid, given no job security, and offered few benefits. The rich people who control both parties have deliberately undermined unions, which used to be our best means of leveling the playing field. Now everybody is on their own, playing on a field that keeps tilting so all the money slides to the rich.

In this system, it’s quite clear by now, the rich keep getting richer, and the divide between the rich and everybody else keeps getting wider. Safety nets have been quietly shredded for the last 40 years, so if you get in trouble you tend to stay in trouble. An accident, an illness, a job loss, or a divorce can make the bottom fall out of your life. And now the virus has pulled the rug out from under most of our lives.

This country used to try to take care of all its citizens. Then the doctrine of greed took hold, around the time Reagan took office. Gradually we have gotten crueler and crueler to poor people. The media ignores them. Government pretends that charities will make sure nobody starves or sleeps on the street. And most of us have tried to forget that poverty is only one misfortune away from claiming our lives too.

Now poverty will be the new normal. The newly poor will need government to do what it needs to do, which is guarantee minimum income that will keep all of us going until a new economy gears up. Our current federal government does not care how many of us die in the meantime. We’ll see in January how hard our new government is willing to fight for the survival of ordinary Americans.

When the Money Runs Out

Those checks better start showing up. No doubt they will be far too little and for many people, far too late. The clueless US government did not prepare for a pandemic; in fact they took apart the preparations already in place. So we have to doubt they’ve thought much about what people will do when the money runs out.

People will not sit home quietly and starve. They will keep going to the grocery store and shopping for food. They just won’t pay for it.

Will the underpaid, overworked, barely protected grocery clerks stop people from leaving with their groceries? Will they be too afraid of losing their jobs to let their hungry neighbors eat? How can we avoid food riots and looting without much more help from the government?

So far, in the absence of sane federal leadership, we have seen governors, mayors, and millions of untitled US residents step up to show the way forward. We have seen numerous, startling examples of everyday heroism, generosity, kindness, and creativity. People are standing up for one another.

But soon the worst of the epidemic will hit, and the worst of the financial consequences will follow. What will happen when the money runs out?

The government should set up massive food banks and delivery systems. But given the fascist tendencies of the Trump administration, it seems possible that instead they will send the National Guard to enforce the cruel laws of capitalism. It is also possible that the National Guard believes in democracy, not capitalism.

It is possible that the zillionaires who have been running America do not really understand us at all.

Addicted to Stuff

sung to the tune of “Addicted to Love,” by Robert Palmer

You can’t sleep
or pay your bills
You have a hole
that’s never filled
The tv ads
say what to buy
You go along
You don’t know why

We like to think it isn’t things that we love
but we might as well face it, we’re addicted to stuff

We have to buy
we can’t stop
We’ve gone broke
Still have to shop
We don’t stop
we never try
we have to shop
until we die

You might ask what has become of us all –
We’re either online shopping or we’re parked at the mall
You like to think you’re not afraid to live rough
But we might as well face it, we’re addicted to stuff

Wondering Blues

Everybody’s been bought and paid for
It makes us cynical and sad
Everybody’s worn out and weary
Too many years of getting mad

Hasn’t been justice, hasn’t been peace,
Righteous anger but no release
We know that violence is not the way
But how many dues do we have to pay
How many fallen along the way

Oh when, when will we get there
To the place where we can stand together
How do we take back the earth
How do we take back the earth

When are the meek gonna rise up
Wipe all the tears from our eyes
Give each other a hand up
When will people all stand up
And fight for our grandchildren’s lives
Figure out how to survive
This planet we’ve changed with our strange, strange ways

All the good people caring for people
Trying to make life better for all
So many struggling alone with their burdens
No one to catch them if they should fall

Our heroes are selling us sports cars
Our leaders are telling us lies
Our scientists tell us to worry
Our media tell us to buy

They’ve made us so ugly, so stupid,
They’ve taught us to fear and to hate
Let’s not sit down on our couches
And get up when it’s far too late

Oh when, when will we get there
To the place where we can stand together
How do we take back the earth
How do we take back the earth

Red White and Blues

America’s got the world on a string
We’ve got a little bit of everything
A little bit of freedom
A little bit of peace
A little bit of time living on our knees

We’ve got the red white & blues…oh baby, hang on

They say that the truth’s gonna make us free
If we just stay tuned to cable tv
A little bit of pagan
A little bit of Pope
But ever since Reagan, not a whole lot of hope

We have an election in the year 2020
When a few have taken what belongs to the many.
Afraid we’ve seen it again and again:
two more clueless old white men

We can’t seem to make our system work
Got a president who’s the world’s worst jerk
Gotta keep movin’
We just gotta try
Keep on tellin’ the whole world why
we got the red white & blues…ah, baby, hang on

The Doldrums

Becalmed for so long, we forget
the journey. We play games

of chance, succumb to trivial
pursuits, speak only gossip.

Supplies are dwindling. We can’t stay here
and we can’t leave.

Never mind. Glitter on the water and rum,
threat of the brig, chess, flying fish,

somebody always humping somebody.
We turn our thoughts from what we cannot do.

It’s been so long, we would welcome
even a storm, waves bigger than the ship,

terror. Instead we must wait, it seems,
endlessly. The dolphins pity us.

They’re free to go, and we envy them,
looking back at us with their great grave eyes.

From time to time one of us joins them,
diving ecstatically. Death is a place to go.

Lately though, something is different.
Thunder rumbling. Puffs of hot breeze,

ominous. Useless sails above us,
we wager blackly, couple without passion.

Late at night we toss and turn,
anxious, desperate for distraction,

hearing the dark sea slap at the ship.
Oh take us, move us, God of the deep!

We must have change, but we fear it.
Could life be worse than this? Much worse?

The wind of the future approaches.
It will blow away foolishness like foam.

We still might get to where we need to go,
or all dive with the dolphins, but we will move.

Trim the sails, shipmates.
The wind is rising.

War Against What?

People are worn out. Every day is another battle.

Let’s be clear who the enemy is.

The real enemy might not be the virus, but the culture of people at the top who could have slowed it and saved the lives of hundreds of thousands, maybe millions. The enemy is bully culture, which put them in charge.

Bully culture is taking what you want, and the hell with everyone else.

Bully culture is hurting others on purpose, because you can.

Bullies rule us by fear. They pick on us one by one, and turn us against each other.

The only way to fight these evil bastards is together.

The best way to fight terror is to stay calm.

We can get our heads together, online better than in person. We can work together. We can get ourselves organized to build a new culture.

We are many. We can. If we will.

Safe Zones

Mourning and wringing our just-washed hands,
seeing the suffering, wanting it to stop
but staying out of the fight,
living in the safe zones

Hating it but letting it go on —
the cruel way things are organized —
not making it stop — not seeing how to make it stop —
not seeing how many people want to make it stop

The meek: we are the many.
We’re the ones who just want to live
and let live. Our lives are not
about power and money.

Our lives are about
our families and friends.
If they are well,
we are well.

We don’t want to fight
over money and power.
We don’t want to fight
at all.

We just want to live and let live.

Right now

that seems like a lot to ask

Seeing Past the Rich

The images we see day in, day out, in most media, fall into two main categories: flattering pictures of rich people, and ugly caricatures of the lower classes.

Our reporters, our anchor-people, our directors and producers, are either upper-class or aspiring to be. Nearly all of our politicians are rich; the few exceptions stand out. Top scientists, famous artists and entertainers: they’re all rich. Our celebrities get rich as soon as we hear about them, for whatever reason. These are the people we gossip about. These are the people we watch.

These are the people who’ve been deciding what we talk about, what we care about, what’s important. But what do they know about what’s really important in the lives of the rest of us? The ones who do know something about the lives of the non-rich generally try to forget. People are afraid of poverty like it’s a contagious disease. So mostly we get to see the world outside our personal spheres through the lens of people with money.

The best people in media tell our stories, the stories of ordinary lives. But we need to speak for ourselves, tell our own stories, stop being ashamed of not being rich. Poverty is not a character flaw. Many honorable, smart, and talented people have no money.

Usually, when we see poor people on mainstream media, they seem neither honorable nor smart. They jump and shriek like small children on game shows. They spout clichés and disrespect themselves and one another on “reality” shows. They snivel and smirk in crime re-enactments. If we believe the images we see, we think poor people deserve to be poor.

The Christian Bible, often used to justify unchristian behavior these days, still contains useful and powerful ideas. It says, for example, that ordinary people are the salt of the earth, and asks, if the salt should lose its savor, how the salt shall be salted. I take this to mean that if we stop appreciating the qualities of ordinary people, we will lose our taste for people altogether. Watching the curated fakes on television, the preening “winners” and ridiculous “losers,” can have that effect.

In real life, any quality that is beautiful, humane, and noble can be found in the hearts of poor people, if it is to be found anywhere. The quality of loving-kindness has been devalued in public life: to be kind is to be a fool, a sucker, to give more than you have to, when you could keep more for yourself and be counted wise. To be kind and caring is to value other people over financial wealth. People who base their lives around caring therefore pose a deep challenge to the status quo, and threaten the status of those who benefit from our current cruel and self-centered system.

To be kind and caring is to value other people over financial wealth.

Loving-kindness is the enemy of greed. People who live according to that standard tend to have little money. The true heroes of our society are the people who teach, who take care of, who heal, in their everyday lives. They rarely make the news. But let some greed-head give a tiny fraction of his wealth to an elite institution that will put his name on a building, and he gets fawning headlines and magazine puff pieces.

I remember when American values began to shift away from consumption and accumulation, and then were deliberately wrenched back. The revolution of the ‘60s turned many young people away from materialism toward a more spiritual existence. People were beginning to re-use and recycle instead of shopping for new stuff all the time; they were beginning to share instead of accumulate. Those whose lifestyle depends on the appetite of the American consumer felt threatened by this ethos of peace and love.

Reagan justified greed and blamed poverty on poor people.

The Reagan administration responded by redefining greed as a positive quality. Rich people were encouraged to feel comfortable flaunting their wealth. Poor people got blamed for their failure to make money. Never mind that it was possible, and is still possible, to work two full-time jobs and still not be able to feed and shelter your family. If you had no money, you must be stupid or lazy. This idea was easy for high-income people to accept. It meant they could ignore poverty without guilt; it meant they could lobby for lower taxes without worrying about the public good.

Private greed, as it turns out, does not mean that wealth trickles down to the poor. It does not serve the public good. Greed only makes the rich richer, and the rest of us poorer. This is the place where America has been stuck for 40 years. Isn’t it time we took another look at our guiding principles?

This country can be about more than the freedom to make money, even if that were possible for most Americans. This country can be about the most varied assortment of people, from everywhere, of every belief system, living together with mutual respect – living together in peace.

Seeing value and beauty in non-rich people might be a good place to start.

The Sleeping Giant Awakes

It’s rare that we get an archetype as pure as Trump. He’s the apotheosis of greed, its avatar. The brutality, the swagger, the cold-heartedness, the deliberate and constant lying, all to feed his enormous ego: he’s the logical conclusion of basing a culture on the worship of wealth.

How clear does it have to get? Everything about him is so over the top, we hang on to every sliver of breaking news in horrified fascination. This is the worst of America. This is capitalism gone rancid.

Trump is a bully. His answer to everything is to threaten. He’s a spoiled brat who has always cheated to get what he wants, and has never suffered the consequences. He believes that other people are stupid, and his people keep proving him right.

And yet the man has done us a favor. He has shocked us awake.

Democracy is the sleeping giant in America. Theoretically, the government belongs to the people it serves. Theoretically, we can elect representatives to safeguard our interests instead of just shunting more of our wealth to the rich. But 40% of us don’t vote.

Non-voters are largely working class, the very class that has increased productivity and yet lost ground economically ever since the Reagan era. These people have come to believe that all politicians are alike, both parties are owned by large corporations, and their own votes would change nothing. There is just enough truth in these beliefs to make them self-reinforcing. If you don’t believe change is possible, you don’t try to change anything.

In spite of the complete disorganization of the Left, once Trump was elected, women, people of color, immigrants, students, teachers and their friends began to fill our streets in protest. COVID-19 put a stop to street demonstrations. But resistance to Trump’s oligarchy continues online, in ways quite separate from politics as usual. The Democratic party is not organizing protest. Nobody is. It’s happening anyway.

Unfettered greed in the form of anything-goes capitalism has not only ruined millions of lives but is quickly making the earth uninhabitable. When we recognize the crisis, we shake off passivity and begin to fight.

Trump is what happens when Americans abdicate our responsibility. We have been asleep at the wheel. We have to take back control of our country, grab that wheel and change direction. If we don’t stop the greed-heads from running our country, they will run it right over the cliff.

Trump is a symbol of everything this country has done wrong. Democracy is the hope that we can make things right.