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Monday, June 28, 2010
THE ANGUISH OF PERPETUAL WAR
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
THE GENERAL'S GAMBIT
Monday, June 7, 2010
WHEN TRAGEDY OFFERS OPPORTUNITY
My father and mother emigrated from Russia and Lithuania respectively during the first decade of the twentieth century. Economic opportunity certainly had a role in their abandonment of their respective homelands. But there were other reasons.
Not unlike many if not most young Jewish men in czarist Russia, my father was determined to avoid military conscription which he described as "a life sentence -- once you were in it, you were in it forever." Furthermore, to discourage desertion, he told me, pains were taken to post soldiers as distant from their home villages as possible.
A cousin from my father's village I first met when I was a teenager supplied me with a detail that my father had until then never bothered to share about his earlier life. As a very young man, he was an enthusiastic supporter of the Russian revolutionary leader Alexander Kerensky, who following the 1917 revolution, some eight years after my father arrived in the United States, served as provisional prime minister prior to Lenin's election.
My father recalled that he was initially attracted to Kerensky based on the then young lawyer's brilliant defense of political prisoners in the czar's courts, and, later, because of his vision to recreate Russia in the image of America. Glowing letters from relatives in the United States caused Kerensky's promise to resonate with my father. But, as more and more Jews were conscripted into the Russian army, my father would not be around for the revolution in his homeland
Meanwhile, my mother, then only nine years old, accompanied her aunt and uncle to America to escape the more and more frequent pogroms in Lithuania in which Jewish villages were routinely pillaged, Jewish men routinely beaten or slaughtered and Jewish women and girls routinely raped.
Interminable persecution and brutalization was the plight of Eastern European Jews well before the rise of Hitler. After my father and mother emigrated to the United States, the families they left behind, other than his brother and two sisters he was able, after years of hard work, to bring to the U.S., were wiped out in the World War II Nazi Holocaust.
Hamas, the Palestinian fundamentalist organization which has controlled the Gaza Strip since the 2006 legislative elections, has never accepted the Jewish state. They have called for a hudna or truce with Israel, based on the Prophet Mohammed's similar respite with Jews some 1,400 years ago. Hamas's entrenched refusal to fully accept Israel is construed by Israelis to mean that when the Palestinians gain sufficient strength their intention is to overtake Israel.
While Hamas operates mosques, schools, clinics and social programs, its military wing has carried out numerous terrorist acts, including suicide bombings and rocket attacks. Hamas opposed the 1993 accord between Israel and the Palestine Liberation Authority and its charter dating back to 1988 continues to call for replacement of Israel and the Palestinian Territories with an Islamic Palestinian state.
Mahmoud Al-Zahar, a co-founder of Hamas, said following the April 2006 elections, that he dreamed of "hanging a huge map of the world on the wall at my Gaza home which does not show Israel. . .there is no place for the state of Israel in this land."
In my travels over the years, I've visited Turkey twice. I clearly remember a huge banner strung across a main thoroughfare in Istanbul in 1992, proclaiming 500 years of Turkish and Jewish friendship. I recall wondering how many other countries could make a similar claim, much less a predominately Islamic country.
If any country needs every friend it can get, it is Israel. But the commando raid on the Turkish ship has seriously strained relations between the two countries. World opinion, mostly favoring Israel since 1948 when it was reborn as a nation, today favors Palestinians more than it does Israel .
The raid on the Turkish ship Mavi Marmara has engendered a reevaluation of the country's relationship with Israel. Ironically, the fact that Turkey is an Islamic country with a long-term reputation of friendship with Israel would seem to make it an ideal honest broker in negotiations leading to a two-state solution to the region's most vexing problem.
Liberals are preternaturally disposed to supporting the oppressed and dispossessed. When they see Palestinians in displaced persons' camps, they instinctively know what side they are on.
My friend Ted sees video footage of Israeli tanks rolling over Palestinian shelters in the refugee camps where there are women and children, contrasts it with home-made rockets from the Palestinian territories landing harmlessly in fields inside of Israel.
What Ted and many liberals see is Palestinians in ghettoes at the mercy of Jews, and they wonder how this is different from Nazi oppression of Jews sixty-five to seventy years ago. We do not hear Israeli hard-liners calling for mass extermination of Palestinians; in fact, when considering fundamentalist organizations like Hamas, it is just the opposite. But fundamentalist Arabs and reactionary Israelis are motivated by the same emotion: boundless, unswerving distrust.
My only visit to Israel was more than 40 years ago. As a secular Jew, proud of my heritage, I am both wary and weary of the intolerance organized religion, for all of its well-intentioned advocacy of peace, goodwill and harmony, almost invariably fosters.
I came away from that one trip to Israel with the hope that the Jewish state would one day set a positive example for the entire Middle East -- not because it had a surfeit of bullets and bombs, but that the Jewish experience in the diaspora, so much of its population having lived among people of different religious, ethnic and political backgrounds, might serve as a beacon for showing the way toward regional if not global peace. It bode well that Jews, wherever they have lived, have demonstrated leadership in the arts, sciences and culture disproportionate to their numbers. But four decades later that hope remains on tenuous hold.
Meanwhile, Palestinian frustration over being subjected to generations of refugee status is more than understandable; so too is the liberal identification with the suppressed. This time Israel appears to be the aggressor, if for no other reason than it is the Israelis wearing the boots and the uniforms and who are supported by an arsenal of sophisticated weaponry. And the stateless Palestinians are cast as freedom fighters. If one picture is worth a thousand words, what is the worth of one video of a family's home crushed by a tank?
Nor is the retribution ideology of both the Torah and the Quran helpful in the effort to bring about peace. Both Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King observed that an eye for an eye leaves everyone blind.
History is not without precedence in which hardline leaders have succeeded in advancing a progressive agenda where more moderate ones might not have. There is strong doubt that had liberal Hubert Humphrey won the 1968 United States presidential election, he could have achieved U.S. recognition of the People's Republic of China that came about through the unlikely Nixon-Kissinger diplomacy.
Is it too much to hope that Netanyahu can lead his country to the two-state solution -- the only possibility, fraught with risk though it may be, for creating an environment conducive to peace and prosperity. "From this nettle danger, we pluck this flower safety," Shakespeare wrote. The time for lip service to a Palestinian state has long passed.
It should be evident to Israel that the blockade strengthens rather than weakens Hamas, and that it has now jeopardized more than five centuries of friendship with an Islamic nation. Moreover, the only result that can possibly come from the blockade is not a bridge to a more harmonious future but a treadmill of dismal stagnation.
Israel's continuing blockade of Gaza ensures the status quo. But what nation in a similar position would risk the mass importation of arms to a country controlled by an organization whose founder wants it to vanish from his map? There is an opportunity for the United Nations to repair its own diminished image as a peacekeeping force by assuming security responsibilities and ensuring against weapons pouring into Gaza to be used against Israel.
Considering their long, heartbreaking history of bitterness, animosity and violence, it is long overdue for Arabs and Jews to live side by side, not as suspicious and fearful neighbors but as the brothers they were always meant to be. The risks of the two-state solution may be immense, but no greater than those of the the perpetual standoff that serves only to compound mutual resentment and hostility, and which has proved nothing other than that it is unworkable, untenable and unjustifiable.
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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
THE END OF OBAMA'S HONEYMOON
Pressed to come up with a specific day when President Obama's honeymoon ended with the liberal chattering class, Sunday, May 30, might do as well as any.
On that day, it appeared that the New York Times's triumvirate of left-of-center opinionators -- Frank Rich, Maureen Dowd and Thomas L. Friedman -- had huddled and determined it was time to spit out the mouthpieces, remove the gloves and go after the decider-in-chief tooth and nail.
More to the point, they obviously had had it up to there with what seemed to be the president channeling his inept predecessor with inexplicable inaction regarding BP's inability to plug the disastrous Gulf of Mexico oil leak.
The headline over Rich's weekly essay -- "Obama's Katrina? Maybe Worse" -- minced no words in setting the tone for the hymnal that was rendered in three-part op-ed harmony.
Rich recalled that one glaring difference between then and now was that George W. Bush was in his second term when Hurricane Katrina pounded the gulf region relentlessly; the country was more or less prepared for his bungling having already “witnessed two-plus years of his mismanagement of the Iraq war.” He added that W's "laissez-fair response to the hurricane was also consistent with his political DNA as a small-government conservative in thrall of big business.
Lest his readers become fidgety about the audacity of comparing Obama and Bush, Rich reaffirmed his awareness that the two are cut from very different cloth. "Whatever Obama's failings," he writes, "he is infinitely more competent at coping with catastrophe than his predecessor."
With sardonic delight, the column goes on to revisit the horrific late summer of 2005and Bush's emulation of Nero fiddling while Rome was ablaze.By contrast, Rich concludes that the Obama administration was, at least, "engaged with the oil spill from the start" and that "it's still not clear what the president might have done to make a definitive, as opposed to a cosmetic difference in plugging the hole."
Running out of steam after admitting that he hadn't the foggiest idea of what he wanted the president to do other than something, the essay resorted to criticizing as "at least three weeks overdue" the press conference Obama held three days earlier. The president used that occasion to announce the government's response to the Deepwater Horizon explosion and its relationship with BP.
Rich concluded that Obama is "stuck between a rock and a Tea Party" and that his "credibility as a champion of reformed, competent government is held hostage by video footage from the gulf."
Meanwhile, Maureen Dowd typically delights in taking power to task without suggesting, nor even offering a bare hint about what it should be doing that it is not.
She righteously thunders: "For five weeks, it looked as though Obama considered the gushing that became the worst oil spill in U.S. history, a distraction, like a fire alarm going off in the middle of a law seminar he was teaching." An especially nice line for those who enjoy confusing metaphor for substance. Dorothy Parker once said the difference between wit and wisecracking is that the former "has truth in it," while the latter is "simply calisthenics with words." If there were an Olympic medal for those calisthenics, Dowd would be a serious contender.
Dowd took the occasion to scold Obama "and top aides who believe in his divinity" for dismissing "complaints of his aloofness as Washington white noise. He treats the press as a nuisance rather than examining his inability to encapsulate America's feelings." The press seldom embarrasses itself more than when it whines about how it is mistreated by those it routinely skewers. No one bothered to inform Maureen that adversarial relationships -- such as that between the press and politicians -- are two-way streets. The press seems to understand this even less than do politicians.
Dowd closes her column by offering Obama truly bizarre advice. The president, she says, should offer Bill Clinton, who "would certainly know how to gush at a gusher gone haywire," a "cameo" role as "Feeler in Chief" because "the post is open." Her haughtily supercilious reference is to the inability of the "aloof" Obama to publicly display his compassion, which, incidentally, has never been known to plug an oil leak.
I hardly ever read a Maureen Dowd column without shedding a tear of longing for her sisters-in-arms, Mary McGrory and Molly Ivins, may they rest in peace, and thanking the heavens above and each and every star therein for Rachel Maddow.
So it was left to Tom Friedman to once again fill the role of the newspaper’s most consistent, if not only, op-ed page grownup.
He wisely pointed out that the oil leak is not the president’s fault, that it is BP’s responsibility and, moreover, that firm has “the best access to the best technology to plug it.”
But Friedman stressed that Obama has yet to tackle his most important job, which is to exploit the opportunity “to change our national conversation on energy.“ In this line alone, Friedman shows why, though he sometimes may be out-written by his op-ed colleagues, he is seldom out-thought.
"Obama realists” keep telling the president that the Democrats in Congress are suffering from “legislative fatigue” after casting a hard vote for health care, he says, and “they don’t want to be asked to cast a supposedly hard vote for a price on carbon -- the essential first step in getting off oil." Actually lawmakers who feel that way should waste no time seeking employment elsewhere.
Friedman reminds us, as though we need to be, that “the GOP today is so cynical, so bought and paid for by Big Oil, that only a couple of Republican senators would have the courage and vision to vote for a price on carbon. So Democrats would be out there alone.” Score another bulls-eye for Tom. Friedman concludes: ”As you would say, Mr. President, this is your time, this is your moment. Seize it. A disaster is an inexcusable thing to waste.”
Just two days later, a front page off-lead article in The Washington Post announced that U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder, Jr. had been dispatched to the Gulf Coast to meet with federal and state prosecutors. His mission, according to the Post's Joel Achenbach and Jerry Markon, was to determine whether the environmental calamity "might become the subject of a criminal investigation." When power responds to constructive criticism, it is nearly as beautiful as a Beethoven sonata and far more rare.
Monday, May 31, 2010
MOTHER NATURE'S LAST LAUGH DIMS CLAMOR FOR OFFSHORE DRILLING
Sunday, May 23, 2010
THE QUINTESSENTIAL PRAGMATIST
I'll Never Forget It: Memoirs of a Political Accident from East Baltimore. Marvin Mandel with Jeremy Lott. The Maryland Public Policy Institute, 2010.
Baschert is Yiddish for a concept that literally translates as "destined" or "inevitable" and it can be positive or negative. There is no one to whom baschert is more applicable than Maryland's first and only Jewish governor, Marvin Mandel, the subject of this collection of anecdotes -- some amusing, some disarmingly wise, a few even poignant -- that will have to serve as his biography while a work of greater depth, detail and gravitas begs to be written. But when some Hopkins or University of Maryland scholar undertakes that formidable and worthwhile challenge, this slim volume in Mandel's own unequivocal words will be an invaluable source.
Mandel clearly has no qualms about describing himself as a "political accident" and actually relishes recounting how he stumbled into, rather than gloriously ascended to, progressively higher offices in a political career spanning nearly three decades.
It all began when, following his discharge from the army in the wake of World War II, Mandel began practicing law in Baltimore. He was approached by a city councilman about running for one of the then three seats on the Fifth Legislative District Democratic State Central Committee. Assured that the job was like being on a corporate board of directors "where you don't have to do anything," with classic Mandelian deadpan and a touch of Groucho Marxian syntax, he replied: "Okay, if I don't have to do anything, I'll do it."
He was subsequently elected to the committee, which basically functions to recommend to the governor individuals to fill vacancies left by elected Democratic officeholders should they occur in the district. Two years later such a vacancy occurred. But there was a problem. Mandel's two fellow committee members were beholden to rival political bosses, each of whom had his own candidate for the coveted open seat in the Maryland House of Delegates.
The decision was now Mandel's to make. But not wanting to antagonize either of the political leaders, he abstained. And he continued to abstain until an editorial in the Baltimore Sun took him to task for ill serving the Fifth District by denying it full representation in the General Assembly.
The committee called a meeting to settle the matter once and for all. Consequently, Mandel made his first ever visit to Annapolis: to take the oath of office as the newest member of the Fifth District's delegation to the lower chamber of the state legislature.
Soon afterward, Mandel's baschert kicked in again. The Speaker of the House named him to the powerful House of Delegates Ways and Means Committee, which holds hearings and evaluates each bill requiring an expenditure of state funds, then reports them favorably or unfavorably to the full House of Delegates.
In due time, Mandel joined a coup to depose the chairman of this major committee. The coup failed and Mandel's punishment was his removal from the panel. He told me later that the committee to which he was then assigned had not met in something like three years. It was then that the accidental delegate from East Baltimore set into motion his lifelong political credo of not getting angry but getting even.
Each bill introduced by the Ways and Means chairman promptly had an amendment attached, courtesy of Mandel. Amendments require a bill to be held over for 24 hours. On the next day, the chairman's bill would have another amendment to be considered. The chairman got the message and invited Mandel to rejoin his committee. Mandel humbly accepted.
When the committee chairman was elected Speaker of the House, Mandel succeeded him as chairman of Ways and Means, which, of course, could not have happened had he not resorted to his endless amendments ploy during his exile.
A succeeding house speaker was indicted by a grand jury in connection with information he had allegedly withheld regarding savings and loan companies he represented that had become the targets of an investigation. Governor J. Millard Tawes had someone in mind to serve as the new speaker. But House Judiciary Chairman Thomas Hunter Lowe called the governor's attention to a parliamentary rule mandating that a speakership vacancy be filled by the Ways and Means chairman. Mandel's baschert had shifted into overdrive.
On January 7, 1969, Mandel was the beneficiary of the crowning baschert of his political career. On that day, Ted Agnew, Maryland's hands-down most notorious political accident, resigned the governorship to assume his duties as Vice President of the United States under Richard Nixon. At that time, the Maryland Constitution had no provision for a lieutenant governor to succeed a governor who had resigned or was incapacitated. The document instead decreed that the new governor was to be elected by a joint session of the Maryland General Assembly. The legislature proceeded to do what would have been highly improbable had there been a statewide election: the lawmakers overwhelmingly elected Marvin Mandel Governor of Maryland.
To be sure, Mandel's extraordinary political journey had its share of negative baschert. There was his bizarre decision to announce by press release that he was seeking a divorce from Barbara Oberfeld Mandel, whom he had married when he was 21 years old and was the mother of their two children. The release was issued on an Independence Day weekend, perhaps suggesting Mandel's penchant for irony. Barbara proved that she, too, knew a thing or two about getting even rather than angry by refusing to move out of the governor's mansion. It was the governor who sought lodgings elsewhere. Though the new living arrangements of the state's first couple might have violated the state constitution, Maryland's attorney general had no stomach for pressing the issue.
And there was the matter of Mandel's indictment, followed by Maryland's trial of the century, his conviction and sentencing to a federal lockup in Florida -- all stemming from the "crime" of "mail fraud and racketeering," which the Supreme Court of the United States later ruled did not exist. Mandel is quietly adamant that most of the public outside of the legal community may not comprehend that there is a clear distinction between a pardon and a commutation of a sentence. President Reagan commuted Mandel's sentence; he did not pardon the former governor. "By accepting (a pardon), you are admitting you have broken the law, which I did not do," Mandel writes. "That's why Gerald Ford always insisted that by pardoning Nixon, he was passing judgment."
In sum, when Mandel adds up his lifetime score of positive baschert and subtracts the negatives, despite the torment and anguish associated with the latter, over breakfast in an Annapolis bagel emporium, the 90-year-old former governor tells me, "I've had a good life."
When the definitive biography is finally written, it will show that the kid from East Baltimore -- so shy that he delivered his bar mitzvah speech from halfway up the stairs inside of his family's Oakmont Avenue home, then immediately ran to his room rather than face the celebrants downstairs -- spearheaded the transition of a state long dominated by its rural outreaches into perhaps the most progressive political entity below the Mason-Dixon Line.
Future state historians may find themselves bewildered by how much was achieved by this quiet, confident politician's politician who emphatically was not cast from the mold of such legendary progressives as Teddy Roosevelt and Fighting Bob LaFollette. Mandel had more in common with the title character in Woody Allen's film, Zelig, who always just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Moreover, Mandel eschewed ideology and seemed to believe first and foremost in two precepts: that politics is the art of the possible, and in his own ability to see that the possible happened.
By taking salient parts from the failed draft Maryland Constitution, crafted in 1967 by some of the best minds in the state, Mandel led the effort to overhaul a creaky state government into a streamlined modern paradigm. Though he is East Baltimore to the core, he did it with his strongest support coming from the state's rural bastion of conservatism, Maryland's Eastern Shore.
Marvin Mandel will be remembered by those who served with and under him in the legislature and as governor, as well as the press that covered him, for getting things done; he was the quintessential pragmatist. In today's climate, when straying from the party line is viewed as heresy, when camaraderie, cooperation and compromise have been replaced by the politics of polarization, there are many worse things to be called.
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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
OPEN LETTER TO AMERICAN VOTERS: REALITY CHECK AMID TURBULENCE
From the right, the remarkably disciplined contingents of Republicans in both Houses of Congress have made the dubious strategic choice to be counted against whatever the administration wants by threatening filibusters, tacking on crippling amendments, or merely voting in lockstep opposition.
To those of us who have watched for decades with dismay and disdain the feints, the parries, the false starts and the ultimate failure after failure of health insurance to move beyond Square One, the mere existence of this law is nothing short of a minor miracle.
Certainly the bill President Obama signed is not the legislation many of us would have preferred. There are legitimate questions concerning whether it is reform at all, rather than a restructuring of the health care insurance industry, which it indeed more closely resembles. But those who contend that it would have been better had we stood pat and done nothing are plain and simply wrong.
Some 32 million Americans who did not have at least minimal health insurance must acquire it, or pay a fine, and this is certainly Change with a capital 'C'. And if it is still found unaffordable, the federal government will pick up the tab.
The courts will have to determine the constitutionality of requiring people to purchase health insurance from a private carrier and whether or not the much cited "precedent" of requiring automobile insurance constitutes a valid basis for comparison. A glaring difference is that one can opt out of the latter by simply not driving, but the alternative for opting out of health insurance is clearly unacceptable, if not horrendously extreme.
There is doubt, however, concerning how vigorously private insurance companies might want to contest the constitutionality of the law, considering how preoccupied they will be by writing all of those federal government-guaranteed new bare bone health policies.
But the bigger picture is that the United States has finally been dragged kicking and screaming into conformity with all other industrialized nations, which do indeed have health insurance for all of their citizens.
Single payer government health insurance would have been more in line with the so-called more developed world. But when the health insurance industry was invited to participate in writing the bill, the red flag went up that single payer was out of the window. The last has not been heard about single payer health insurance in the United States; it is destined to fly right back into the window, the only question being how soon.
In capitalism -- how can we phrase this delicately? -- money talks. And the United States has advanced, or at least stretched, capitalism to its optimum, some would say beyond its limits. Here money not only talks, it dominates the conversation.
Despite the credit card industry making a mockery of what was once the crime of usury, despite the despicable criminality perpetrated by the Milkens and Madoffs, despite the necessity to bail out our nation's once thriving, impossible-to-be surpassed automobile industry and the bailout one-by-one of our most revered financial institutions, American capitalism survives and there was never any real question that it would.
Once upon a time in the wild and woolly west, bandits could gallop into town on horseback and rob a bank by waving a pistol in the frightened face of a teller. During prohibition, gangsters backed up their heists of bootleg whiskey supported by tommy guns. But the take on the best days of the desperadoes of Dodge City and Capone's gang in Chicago was mere chump change compared to the hauls of their contemporary counterparts in their three-piece suits who don't need six-shooters or automatic weapons, though Ivy League MBAs are sometimes useful.
The recent Wall Street implosion, which saw financial houses and car manufacturers sink into the morass of their own poor judgment and insatiable appetite for ever more obscene accumulations of unearned wealth was not as much a failure of capitalism as it was a failure of its gatekeepers.
Legislation is now required to impose strict rules and regulations on the way once-revered financial institutions conduct their business and the provisos must be backed by serious enforcement to ensure that they toe the line.
There are those who will insist that capitalism can only work when it has no constraints whatsoever, that the market must be completely, totally unfettered for it to seek its own level.
The problem with this thinking is that it runs counter to the very genius of the Founding Fathers who saw this country as one governed by the rule of law.
The more devious capitalists comprehended the problem and proceeded to wrap themselves in the flag, hiring the best politicians, preachers, publicists and promoters that money could buy to convince the public that anything-goes capitalism is as American as apple pie. Therefore, anyone suggesting that capitalism must be reined in and abide by rules and regulations along with the rest of society can be expected to be called socialists or communists by those who have been brainwashed so thoroughly that they often enough campaign and vote against their own best interests.
Jefferson's admonition regarding the price of liberty applies as well to what is needed to save Wall Street from itself: eternal vigilance.
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