I know it’s been a while since I’ve written anything. Not for lack of trying, nor lack of ideas; I even wrote half a post, but never published it. It seems I’ve gone sort of ADD on stupid. I’ve ricocheted off recent stories in the news and online, each one more stupid than the next, each one begging to be expounded upon. Unable to focus, I’ve felt like the love child of Rachel Maddow and Lewis Black—a cross between astonished, dumbfounded and on the brink of an aneurysm.
It all started with a mildly enough, with a story from Maine (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/03/23/maine-paul-lepage-unions-labor-mural_n_839520.html) about their Governor demanding that some murals erected in 2008 in the Department of Labor building be removed because they were too “pro-labor.” What? The Department of Labor being pro-labor? To hell, you say! What were they thinking? Apparently there was a perception that the pro-labor artwork, housed in the state department of the same name could be giving business owners the heebie jeebies and not making them feel sufficiently warm and fuzzy.
“Additionally, the state would be renaming eight conference rooms, many of which commemorate former labor leaders and one honoring the first female U.S. Cabinet secretary.”
Maine DOL Acting Commissioner Laura Boyett stated that, “whether or not the perception is valid is not really at issue and therefore, not open to debate.” Wow. Way to shut down a conversation. Hope she’s on the negotiation team!
I was immediately reminded of a scene from the film Cradle Will Rock (if you haven’t seen it, you should). Based on actual people and events, part of the story involves Rockefeller hiring Diego Rivera to paint a mural for one of his buildings. Diego includes people in his mural that Rockefeller finds offensive, and after a dispute, Rockefeller orders the entire mural destroyed. The scene of the work being jackhammered off the wall is both stunning and heartbreaking.
To the Governor’s credit, the story did report that his office was “exploring alternative places to keep the mural, perhaps in the state museum, and believes they can move it without damaging the artwork.”
It was at this point that I’d planned on launching into a pithy discussion of the value of art, particularly that which is non-aesthetic, controversial or otherwise not “pretty,” but I was derailed. Derailed by stupid.
Several years ago, I was watching an episode of Real Time with Bill Maher on HBO. The panel was, of course, discussing some controversial topic. Voices were raised. Panties were in a twist. One panelist, from Canada I believe, admitted that she was offended by the views of a fellow guest. ‘But if you are not offended by something every day,’ she said, ‘you are not alive.’
Apparently, there is no doubt that I am among the living.
From the utter “huh?” of my inner Rachel Maddow, I moved to apoplectic brain freeze when I read the headline: “Rick Santorum Blames Abortion For Social Security Woes” (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/03/29/rick-santorum-blames-abor_n_841940.html). Have you ever heard Lewis Black tell the “If It Weren’t for My Horse…” story? If not, Google it. Do it right now. I’ll wait. Because that’s the kind of moment I had when I read this headline.
And like a train wreck, I had to look. I had to click on the link. I had to read the story about how Republican (and “potential presidential candidate”) Rick Santorum, while speaking on a NH radio show, stated that he blames legalized abortion for the underfunded Social Security Administration.
For the moment, I ask you to put aside whatever your personal views on abortion may be. I have my opinion; I’m sure you have yours. The discussion of whether legalized abortion is right or wrong is not the issue I have with this story. The completely derailed logic train is. Even as I write this, I must pause to rub my temples and try to make it make sense.
According to the report, Mr. Santorum explained that the reason Social Security “is in big trouble is that there aren’t enough workers to support retirees.” Certainly this is a major factor, which is no news to anyone who has a clue that the Baby Boomers have been marching steadily towards retirement for some time now. No real headlines here. But this next bit…
“He blamed that [not having enough workers to support retirees] on what he called the nation’s abortion culture. He says that culture… den[ies] America what it needs — more people.”
If it weren’t for my horse…
The levels of wrong, the layers upon layers… I barely know where to begin. It is true that if more people were paying into Social Security than taking out, it would presumably be in better shape. Unfortunately, there’s currently a large chunk of the work-age population that is already UNEMPLOYED. So it does not seem to follow that adding more people to the mix is actually going help, since there currently aren’t enough jobs for the people we’ve already got.
It also seems rather presumptuous that ALL these people would be productive members of society. Certainly at least some of those people would be adding to an overcrowded prison system, for example. The very thought of “needing” more people gave me visions of women locked away in some Orwellian nightmare, forced to have children in order to keep the governmental system running smoothly. And let’s not even consider the general overpopulation of the planet to begin with, and the fact that having more people in this generation would mean “needing” to have more people in the next, and so on and so on…
If it weren’t for my horse…
And from that story, I just moved on to plain old pissed off, when I read about our good friends at the Dove Outreach Center in Gainesville, Florida. You may recall that the leader of this church, Rev. Terry Jones, nearly started an international incident last year when he threatened Burn a Quran Day, which Jesus apparently told him was a good idea, but later told him, not so much. With Spring in the air, however, it seems the right reverend was on the red phone to heaven once again and this time successfully burned the Muslim holy book on March 20th at his “church,” which has now been abandoned by almost all its parishioners.
A ‘spectator’ at the event taped the whole thing and posted it on the world wide web, where it was apparently viewed by, you know, the WORLD. Afghan leaders, being part of the world, saw the video and publicly condemned the act 4 days later (which appears to be the length of time for www world travel), fueling days of violence in that country “where demonstrators set cars and shops ablaze Saturday in a riot that killed nine protesters” and endangered the lives of countless U.S. military personnel serving overseas. Another pastor at the church thought the riots were a shame, but sooo not their fault and he did not regret the action: “I in no way feel like our church is responsible for what happened.”
Really? You don’t feel at all responsible? The whole part last time when you were considering this epic move, where the General in charge of the armed forces in Afghanastan and the frickin’ President of the United States were telling you not to burn the Quran and how it would needlessly endanger countless lives—that wasn’t a clue? Responsible: “chargeable with being the author, cause, or occasion of something (usually followed by for )”
Freedom of speech is a great thing and I am all for it. But with freedom comes responsibility. There’s a reason you can’t yell fire in a theatre—you don’t get to do that because people could get hurt. People could die.
In discussing the death threats he’s received since the incident, Rev. Jones claimed he was ‘prepared to die for what he felt was right.’ How noble of him! I’m sure that makes the men and women currently stationed in the Middle East who have now been placed in additional danger due to his actions feel sooo much better. Surely they’ll sleep better tonight knowing Terry is willing to be a martyr for stupid people everywhere. If they can sleep at all…
And then I read that this brilliant man now “plans to hold a trial of the Prophet Mohammed for ‘crimes against humanity’.” Tell me, is there a patron saint of jackasses??
On a lighter note, at least there was some good news: the last minute national budget fix didn’t zero out federal funding for the arts. Good thing, too; clearly all these men need to watch some PBS and get a frickin’ grip.
I love it when things come full circle.