A Soldier’s Dispatches from the War on Christmas


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I’m a field operative in the War on Christmas.  I’m in a Spoken Word unit of the 649th Infantry Division of the 53rd Lexical Corps.  Our primary tactical weapon: words.  This is a diary of some of my time on the battlefront.

I start this day as always, heading out to pick up coffee and croissant for the unit.  Bad news, they’ve switched their regular coffee cups over to seasonally decorated cups.  All Santa hats, evergreen trees and snowmen.  At least it’s all secular stuff.  I can’t complain.

I ask for a stack of those cardboard insulator sleeves so I can cover up the decorations.  The insulators are still a nice plain brown.  The cheerful clerk hands me the insulators and my box of croissants.  “Here’s your kress-ants,” she says.  I say, “It’s krwa-sawn — never mind.”  I pay for the goods.  On my way out I notice a large poster advertising a Mocha-Pumpkin-Eggnog Latte-Chino.  It has red and green colored foam on top.  Ick.

Our mission today is to infiltrate the retail front.  Some of the unit is being deployed to the Mom and Pops.  I’m being sent into Big Box territory.  I review my running order, keeping in mind clear lines of retreat if necessary.  I’m starting with Wal-Mart, then K-Mart, Target, Sam’s Club and Costco.

As I enter the Wal-Mart, the speakers are playing Jingle Bells.  I smile, knowing that the word Christmas doesn’t occur once in the song, and most people don’t even know that the song was actually written to celebrate Thanksgiving.  We’re making inroads!  I happen to know that the pre-recorded song selection was influenced by the commando musicians over in the 440th Harmonic Corps.

Grabbing a few things to purchase, I get in line to check out.  I hear the cashier saying “happy holidays” to the customers.  Good.  My work is done here.  I move on to K-Mart.  Much the same going on — bland music and happy holidays — nothing to do here.  At Target, the music system is playing White Christmas.  Well the glass is half full.  Sure, the song uses the word Christmas, but there’s no mention of Christ and it was written by a Jewish guy for a Hollywood movie.

Things seemed to be going along well at Sam’s Club until I got to the checkout line.  The cashier was saying happy holidays to people, so I thought this would be routine.  As I’m checking out, however, the cashier asks me, “So, have you got all your Christmas shopping done yet?”  I have to think on my feet.  Remembering that I haven’t in fact done my Christmas shopping, I decide to answer with the truth:  “Not yet.”  As I’m leaving the line I flash her a big smile and say, “Happy holidays.”  “You too,” she calls back.  It’s the little victories I cherish.

Next day a really awkward situation has come up.  My nephew’s confirmation.  It’s family and he’s a good kid and I want to be there to support him.  So, off I go into the heart of Catholic Church Christmas territory.

I was prepared for the usual — standard Catholic mass, confirmation class kids receiving communion, celebratory reception in the parish hall.  I was not prepared for — the Bishop.  Yes, Bishop Tobin himself was in attendance and was leading parts of the mass.  That meant I might be able to stand right next to him in the parish hall.  While the congregants were all cheerfully going through the routines of the mass, I was feverishly flipping through the pages of the WoC Field Manual for guidance.  I’m just a foot soldier, and I’d be face to face with the enemy’s General.

Now in the parish hall, there’s a line of people waiting to greet the Bishop.  Doing some observational reconnaissance I see there’s clearly two types of people greeting him, ordinary congregants and family of confirmees.  To the families the Bishop speaks using congratulatory words and blessings.  To the others, however, he’s wishing people a Merry Christmas.

I can hardly contain myself, knowing I can get the Bishop to say Merry Christmas to me.  I’ve planned my counter attack.  I get in line.

It’s my turn now.  I step forward.  The Bishop and I smile at each other and we use a warm double hand-holding grasp.  I don’t mention that I’m an uncle of one of the confirmees.  Trying to draw his fire I say, “What a pleasure it is to see you at this very special time of year.”  It works.  Bishop Tobin speaks some words of blessings and then concludes with “Merry Christmas.”

Both my hands still being held by his, I smile the warmest smile I can make.  I lean in a little.  I look him straight in the eyes and say, “Peace be unto you.”

Back at the barracks, there’s high fives all around for me!  I struck another deeply wounding blow in the War on Christmas.  I stood facing the formidable Bishop and never mentioned Christmas.

I’m calling it a day.  Few people understand how hard it can be fighting the War on Christmas.  Always smiling, being nice, wishing people peace and joy and good health.  It’s just exhausting!

Songs of Rage


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“What do I know that would cause me, a reticent, Midwestern scientist, to get myself arrested in front of the White House protesting? And what would you do if you knew what I know?” With these questions James Hansen opens his riveting presentation Why I must speak out about climate change on TED. Hansen, whom the Bush administration tried to silence in one of their numerous attempts to change reality by denial, is known for his 1980s congressional testimony in which he started raising awareness of global warming and its threat to the biosphere.

I too start with questions: “What would cause us, upstanding seniors, to stand on street corners, dressed like fools, singing songs with our own, supposedly epoch-making Raging Granny lyrics? And, you who know what we know, what are you doing?”

Raging Grannies protesting. (Photo by Danielle Dirocco)

What, in fact, do I know that deeply concerns my inner scientist-grandfather? As Hansen explains, greenhouse gasses cover the Earth with a blanket that makes it absorb more solar power than it radiates back into space. To restore the energy balance, the Earth heats up as required by laws of physics, laws soon to be repealed by an ALEC inspired legislature near you.

Let Hansen speak:

The total energy imbalance now is about six-tenths of a watt per square meter. That may not sound like much, but when added up over the whole world, it’s enormous. It’s about 20 times greater than the rate of energy use by all of humanity. It’s equivalent to exploding 400,000 Hiroshima atomic bombs per day 365 days per year. That’s how much extra energy Earth is gaining each day. This imbalance, if we want to stabilize climate, means that we must reduce CO2 from 391 ppm, parts per million, back to 350 ppm. That is the change needed to restore energy balance and prevent further warming.

Those of us who are not addicted to this so-last-century medium called TV know the problems caused by global warming, but not all may realize the magnitude and frequency of the extremes that have ravaged the Earth during the last decades. Yes, we have seen the heat waves, the droughts, the wild fires, and the record breaking hurricanes and typhoons. But nothing is more variable than the weather! So, why should we be worried by a list like this? Indeed, no particular item is anything new under the Sun, but new is the frequency of extreme weather events. Hansen and coworkers[1] did the statistics and found —emphasis mine— that:

An important change is the emergence of a category of summertime extremely hot outliers, more than three standard deviations (3σ) warmer than the climatology of the 1951-1980 base period. This hot extreme, which covered much less than 1% of Earth’s surface during the base period, now typically covers about 10% of the land area. It follows that we can state, with a high degree of confidence, that extreme anomalies such as those in Texas and Oklahoma in 2011 and Moscow in 2010 were a consequence of global warming because their likelihood in the absence of global warming was exceedingly small. We discuss practical implications of this substantial, growing, climate change.

How does the focus-group driven world of denial, aka American politics, respond to this string of disasters? In an interview with Jessica Sites of In These Times indefatigable Amy Goodman of Democracy Now!’ comments:

We are the ones making that connection; the corporate media does not. In all three debates between Barack Obama and Mitt Romney, do you know how many times the words ‘climate change’ came up? None.

Am I the only one who thinks that these so-called leaders should be tried for complicity in a conspiracy to commit genocide? It seems that to those of us who do not have their brains washed by the Supreme Courtisans of the Corporate States of America this should be a clear a case:

Article II of the Convention on the Prevention and Punishment of Genocide: “(c) Deliberately inflicting on the group conditions of life calculated to bring about its physical destruction in whole or in part;”

“Group” here refers to that half of humanity who cannot afford privatized, distilled water, and filtered, cold air, to be sold by the Corporations of Mass Destruction that own government.

Oh well, those ElecToon debates took place before we won the elections, which, as we all know, ended in a mandate for change, as they always do. Yet, somehow, we are wasting time on inane fiscal cliff theatrics. Why? To further the bipartisan program of shredding the social contract by unbridled privatization and imperial overreach, brought to us by the “world’s best military.” Indeed, as Major Ralph Peters describes it: “The de facto role of the US armed forces will be to keep the world safe for our economy and open to our cultural assault. To those ends, we will do a fair amount of killing.”

Chief Sitting Bull (Tatanka Iyotake) diagnoses this sick conduct of the “developed” world like this:

Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them. These people have made many rules that the rich may break, but the poor may not! They have a religion in which the poor worship, but the rich will not! They even take tithes of the poor and weak to support the rich and those who rule. They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse. They compel her to produce out of season, and when sterile she is made to take medicine in order to produce again. All this is sacrilege.

You can find this quote in Days of Destruction Days of Revolt, Chris Hedges’ and Joe Sacco’s agonizing account of their travels in “sacrifice zones,” those areas ruined in the name of unbridled profit, progress, and industrial advancement. This exchange between
Chris Hedges and Bill Moyers sums it up perfectly:

CHRIS HEDGES: There’s no way to control corporate power. The system has broken down, whether it’s Democrat or Republican. And because of that, we’ve all become commodities. Just as the natural world has become a commodity that is being exploited until it is exhausted, or it collapses.
BILL MOYERS: You call them sacrifice zones.
CHRIS HEDGES: Right.
BILL MOYERS: Explain what you mean by that.
CHRIS HEDGES: Well, they have the individuals who live within those areas have no power. The political system is bought off, the judicial system is bought off, the law enforcement system services the interests of power, they have been rendered powerless. You see that in the coal fields of Southern West Virginia.
[…]
And when we flew over the Appalachians, and it’s a terrifying experience, because you realize only then do you realize how vast the devastation is. Just as when we were both in the war in Bosnia, you couldn’t grasp the destruction of ethnic cleansing until you actually flew over Bosnia, and village after village after village had been razed and destroyed.

And the same was true in the Appalachian Mountains. And these people are poisoned. The water is poisoned, it smells, the soil is poisoned. And the people who are making tremendous profits from this don’t even live in West Virginia—

Of course, the World according to Peabody Coal Company and Bechtel Corporation, assisted by their flunkies of government by and for the Ruling Class was documented in Broken Rainbow(1985). Libraries have been filled with accounts of our colonial exploits. Indeed, in 1860 the Dutch writer known by his pen name Multatuli wrote about the former Dutch colonial sacrifice zone, today’s Indonesia, and lamented: “I told you, reader, that my story is monotonous.” Therefore, let us sing Songs of Rage by Grannies Marlies and Paige, and the Raging Grannies of Greater Westerly:

Miner’s Lament
(Tune of My Darling Clementine)

In the cabins
In the canyons
Live our families on the dole
They have asthma
They have cancer
And the wind blows black as coal

Oh my homeland
Oh my homeland
Oh my Blue Ridge Mountain home
Once I was a simple miner
Now the mountain tops are gone

With the treasures
In our valleys
We should all be millionaires
Corporations took our profits
Left the landscape scarred and bare

Oh my homeland
Oh my homeland
Oh my Blue Ridge Mountain home
You are lost and gone forever
And the mountain tops are blown
        (right off!)

Fiscal Cliff Talk
(Tune of Little Boxes)

Fiscal cliff talk as the globe warms,
Fiscal cliff talk as they dilly dally,
Fiscal cliff talk on the bube tube,
Fiscal cliff talk is a scam.
There’s the wild fires and the dust bowl,
And the heat waves and the hurricanes,
And the pols seem but to dilly dally,
And they all want just the same.

Fiscal cliff talk on the bube tube,
Fiscal cliff talk but to dilly dally,
Fiscal cliff talk, fiscal cliff talk,
Fiscal cliff talk is a scam.
There’s the Blue Dogs and the Red Dogs,
And the Dem talk and the Repub talk,
And they all seem but to dilly dally,
And they all want just the same.

See the people on the bube tube
Carry water for the ruling class,
Medicare cuts, Medicaid cuts,
Payoffs for gigantic greed.
And there’s home loans and there’s student loans,
And the debt collectors agencies,
‘Cuz the rich need their entitlements.
Let the common good be damned!

With austerity and with deep cuts,
They shall tear up social safety nets.
For all drama ’bout posterity,
Fiscal cliff talk is a scam.
With their pipelines and their tar sands,
They will sell off the environment,
But they don’t care ’bout posterity,
As they buy and sell the Earth.

1. Hansen, J., Mki. Sato, and R. Ruedy, 2012: Perception of climate change, Proc. Natl. Acad. Sci., 109, 14726-14727, E2415-E2423, doi:10.1073/pnas.1205276109.

An Amicable Nativity Story: A Miraculous Pregnancy


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The surge of uncontrolled water flow brought Maura’s attention back to the present. Flowing down her legs and into her boots was a sudden gush of water. She looked down, frightened, and then looked frantically at Jose. Seeing her eyes widen and look down, Jose had followed her gaze. This was not his first birth experience. When Jose had first come into the country, it was not unusual for migrant women to give birth in the camps. He had, on occasion, helped.

Steadying himself, he spoke quietly, “Maura, your water has broken. The womb is open and letting out the remaining water. The baby will come very soon.” After helping her dry off, Jose placed several layers of cardboard on the ground near the burn barrel and put some more wood on the fire. He then helped Maura lie on the cardboard, trying to make her as comfortable as possible.

With the initial shock over and Jose’s reassuring presence, Maura relaxed a little, remembering the vision she had experienced. She had been in her room, quietly studying the pictures on her wall. Most young women her age had posters of their movie idols or the latest music stars. Maura had a gallery of saints, new and old: St. Benedict, St. Francis of Assisi, Hildegarde of Bingen, Mother Teresa, and, surprisingly, Dom Camara of Brazil, Gandhi, and Martin Luther King, Jr.

Surrounded by these people of vision, piety, and strong faith, Maura would spend quiet time praying, something she did every day. On one unforgettable day last April Maura saw, had experienced, was overcome by a vision, a knowing. In an instant, she perceived, heard that she was pregnant. Although she could not really describe the vision, her feelings were still vivid. At first she was frightened, but then a miraculous calmness came over her and she knew everything was going to be okay. The reassurance was so over-powering that she knew she would accept this God-given gift of new life in her, no matter what the consequences. And there were consequences.

Disbelief and shock filled her parents’ faces when Maura told them of her miraculous pregnancy. They told her to tell no one, made an appointment with her pediatrician, and started looking for a competent psychiatrist. Maura was indeed pregnant and refused any of the medical alternatives her parents, friends, and religious leaders offered. Maura’s trust in her experience and her faith in God met the wall of disbelief unwaveringly.

Maura’s pregnancy and her impossible story of conception were extremely embarrassing to her family. They felt the staring eyes of ridicule every time they walked out of the house. Her parents would not let her join her classmates in the high school graduation ceremonies. When her pregnancy began to show, her family, uncertain, and distraught, sent her to visit her older cousin, Beth, in Traverse City, Michigan.

Beth and her husband, Zack, owned a large cherry orchard and canning company. They welcomed Maura, making her feel at home, as best they could, but she had come at a very busy time of the year. It was the middle of the cherry picking season, which meant, in part, organizing and caring for the many migrant workers. Maura tried to stay out of the way. In the evenings she loved to walk through the orchard, tasting the ripened cherries that had not fallen that day.

On one of her evening strolls through the trees she met Jose. For some strange reason she felt drawn to him. They talked. He promised to meet her the next evening. Maura trusted Jose and told him about her vision and her pregnancy. She felt him react to this strange tale like everyone else, at first. But then, Maura felt a change come over him. Jose took her hands in his, telling her he believed her. No one, in all these long months, had said that too her. It was then that Maura knew she would stay with Jose.

“JOSE!!” Maura’s scream was filled with all the fear, pain and uncertainty of childbirth. On this clear, starlit, wind chilled night Maura was about to give birth.

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Editor’s note: Check back here tomorrow for the fifth installment in Rev. Bill Sterritt’s modern adaptation of the nativity story. RI Future is serializing Sterritt’s 26-page short story throughout the holiday season.  Here’s my post on the Amicable Congregational Church’s nativity story and scene.

ProJo Stories Show Where Gina Values Transparency


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There was an interesting juxtaposition of articles relating to pension politics and Raimondomania stripped across the top of A1 of the Providence Journal this morning; one was about the outside money coming into the Ocean State, and the other was about local money leaving.

In the first article, about pension reform politics being funded in no small part by a Texas hedge fund billionaire who used to trade for Enron, Mike Stanton writes, “Raimondo has said she sees no problem with the law that EngageRI doesn’t have to reveal its donors.” (Read our post on this from yesterday)

In the second article, about all the time and money Raimondo has spent outside of Rhode Island, Kathy Gregg reports that Raimondo tells her, “…it is more important than ever that [a] treasurer bend over backwards to be transparent and open with our investors…”

This, in a nutshell, is what most frightens progressives about Gina Raimondo: she so often seems more aligned with the interests of Wall Street than Main Street.

“Raimondo talks about ‘truth in numbers’ — she should tell the truth about who her financial backers are,” said Mike Downey, president of Rhode Island’s largest public sector union, to the Providence Journal.

We ought to be as open with our citizens as we are with our investors. In fact, we ought to be even more open with our citizens than we are with our investors! Any politician would certainly agree with this premise, if asked the question outright. But actions always speak louder than words, and thanks to some good reporting by the ProJo, we now see that Gina doesn’t seem to place the same kind of value on political transparency as she does financial transparency.

Electric Vehicles to be Plugged Into State’s Fleet

By Tim Faulkner/ecoRI News

For the first time, Rhode Island is including electric vehicles in its annual purchase of state cars and trucks. As another first, cities and towns can also buy EVs and other fuel-efficient vehicles through the program.

The new vehicles include the all-electric Ford Focus, Nissan Leaf and Honda Fit. Plug-in gas-electric models include the Chevy Volt, Ford C-Max, Toyota Prius Hatchback and Ford Fusion.

The state operates only one charging station of six across the sate. Officials hope that offering EVs will promote the installation of many more.

Ron Renaud, executive director of the Department of Administration, set a target of 20 percent fuel-efficient and alternative-fuel vehicles for the state’s fleet, which includes State Police vehicles. He didn’t set a timeline, but said, “We’re going to start directing people toward this new technology.”

State agencies have been buying hybrid and natural gas cars and trucks for several years in order to meet requirements set by the U.S. Department of Energy. Some state vehicles run on compressed natural gas. The state operates two natural-gas fueling stations — in Cranston and at the University of Rhode Island — and intends to add more to its 15 gas stations across the state.

Renaud said federal stimulus money is available to pay a portion of the cost to install new charging stations. This money can also fund some of the price for plug-in electric vehicles.

The State Division of Purchases annually submits a public request aimed at dealerships and other vehicle sales groups to bid on pricing for hundreds of vehicle models. Based on the pricing, state agencies submit requests to buy new vehicles through the Division of Purchases. Agencies pay for the vehicles from their budget or through the state revolving loan fund.

This year, cities and towns can benefit from the purchasing power of the program by procuring their vehicles from the master price list.

Renaud said the state fleet of about 1,200 cars, vans, SUVs and pickups is showing its age, with an average age of 10. Up to 100 new vehicles are bought annually through the program, but fewer vehicles have been purchased in recent years because of the poor economy.

“We’re moving toward a green environment and less of a carbon footprint,” Renaud said.

ecoRI News is a Providence-based nonprofit journalistic initiative devoted to educating readers about the causes, consequences and solutions to local environmental issues and problems.