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Wednesday, August 08, 2007

enough

by Scott Douglas

in eulogy to Steve Orel

8-07-2007 at Temple Emanuel, Birmingham Alabama

WHEN WILL THERE BE ENOUGH?

ENOUGH BREAD!?

ENOUGH LAND!?

ENOUGH JUSTICE!?

ENOUGH PEACE!?



ONCE THERE WAS ENOUGH FOR ALL TO SHARE

BUT ENOUGH FOR ALL TO SHARE

WAS JUST TOO MUCH FOR SOME TO BEAR!


WHEN, AGAIN, WILL THERE BE ENOUGH?


NOW SOME HAVE TOO MUCH AND MORE,

WHILE MOST DON’T EVEN HAVE ENOUGH.

THERE IS MORE TODAY THAN YESTERDAY,

AND, TODAY, EVEN FEWER HAVE ENOUGH


PEOPLE WITH THREE HOUSES

SAY THERE ARE TOO MANY PEOPLE;

WHILE PEOPLE WITH NO HOUSES DISAPPEAR IN SILENCE


PEOPLE WITH THREE CARS

SAY THERE IS TOO MUCH CONGESTION;

WHILE PEOPLE WITH NO TRANSPORTATION DISAPPEAR IN SILENCE


PEOPLE OF A DUAL JUSTICE

SAY THERE IS TOO MUCH CRIME

WHILE PEOPLE RECEIVING NO JUSTICE DISAPPEAR IN SILENCE


WHEN, AGAIN, WILL THERE BE ENOUGH?

ENOUGH BREAD!?

ENOUGH LAND!?

ENOUGH JUSTICE!?

ENOUGH PEACE!?


THERE WILL BE ENOUGH

WHEN THE SILENCED REAPPEAR WITH THEIR OWN VOICES.

THEN, THERE WILL BE ENOUGH!


THERE WILL BE ENOUGH WHEN THE REGAINED VOICES

RELOCATE POWER

TO DWELL IN COMMUNITY.

THEN, THERE WILL BE ENOUGH.


THERE WILL BE ENOUGH

WHEN HUMILITY IS WEALTH,

GREED IS POVERTY,

AND CRIME --CRIME-- IS HARM TO THE SPIRIT

OF SHARED COMMUNITY

THEN, THERE WILL BE ENOUGH.


THERE WILL BE ENOUGH

WHEN THE TEMPLE OF

THE GOD OF SCARCITY (THE GOD OF GREED)

IS ABANDONED;

AND THERE EMERGE

RENEWED AND FAITHFUL PEOPLES

FORGED IN THE CRUCIBLE OF STRUGGLE


FOR


ENOUGH BREAD

ENOUGH LAND

ENOUGH JUSTICE

ENOUGH PEACE


AND THEY WILL BE HUMBLE & YET

POWERFUL PEOPLES


BECAUSE THEY WILL REMEMBER;

AND BECAUSE THEY WILL HAVE ENOUGH.


SDIII

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Steve Orel

Steve Orel, a teacher, comrade and friend died yesterday. Along with his wife Glenda Jo and son Justin he fought hard for precious life, for himself and humanity. Susan and I are glad his personal suffering has ended, but mourn his passing.


His work as an educator, organizer and agitator, lives.



http://journals.aol.com/gjo2/further-travails-of-the-orels/entries/2007/07/07/723-a.m.-he-is-gone.../1405

Letter to the Editor

Published in the Birmingham News on Sunday, 7-8-2007:


The Bush-Cheney administration has sacrificed the lives and limbs of thousands of young Americans in the Iraq war. It has spent billions of dollars of our tax money for a war it said would benefit the people in that country.
Former Gov. Don Siegelman has gone to prison, supposedly because a wealthy businessman gave money to support a lottery the governor thought would benefit the schoolchildren of Alabama. I have bought an occasional Florida lottery ticket myself, but know a small fraction of the costs of the current war could do a lot more to further education in all 50 states.
Siegelman didn't take taxpayers' money or hurt anyone, but was shackled and jailed. It doesn't seem fair. Moreover, it endangers our precious freedom and democracy. The Rev. Fred Shuttlesworth put it plainly and clearly as our former governor was being taken away: "It's just politics."
Let's join this great American in his call to fight this injustice.

Gary Mansbach
Southside

Sunday, April 08, 2007

been a while...rambling resurrection

Another Jewish guy was resurrected on Easter once... Personally kind of a hectic few months. Tough Alabama winter (ha-ha - not real cold but kind of chilly), new job with some overtime, day to day stuff. Just about every Saturday with little Odos - fun but tiring!
Susan has been pretty busy with her business - tax stuff especially.

I got some CDs - Two are new but old (traditional)-

One is Ry Cooder's My Name is Buddy -- Buddy is a 1930's "red cat". Odos and I liked the song titled Three Cords and the Truth about people like Joe Hill, Paul Robeson and Pete Seeger being set up or framed up for "doing the right thing".. He got a kick about the photo of Buddy behind bars. As we ride around on Saturday Odos and I usually fight over who the DJ of the CD player is, but he did enjoy listening to Ry Cooder. Three Cords and the Truth is a real catchy tune too!

I took Odos with me to the JCC yesterday afternoon. I needed a little workout and shower. I figured Odos wouldn't mind shooting some baskets in the meantime.
Gov. Don Seigleman arrived at the same time for a workout with his son and held the door open for us. I told Odos that the former governor was also facing jail for no good reason.
While he probably doesn't yet understand what a politically motivated frame up is, Odos has a little understanding about getting in trouble for things he didn't do, weren't wrong or just not that bad.

The album makes me think of Jim Cannon, a "real life" red and a contemporary of "Buddy"..
(Jim was a founding leader of the communist movement in the US who I lived with and helped take care of for his last year - 1973-74 in Los Angeles). Like the fictional Buddy, a red cat till he died. Not sure if this album would have been a little too "loud" for Jim or not, but know he would have asked me to sing a little bit of it for him. I think Jim was proudest of the work he did heading up the International Labor Defense (ILD) - An injury to one is an injury to all!

Also from 1974 I listed to an album by David Bromberg (with the help of the Grateful Dead and others called Wanted:Dead or Alive - great stuff a lot of which I don't remember hearing before. The one time I got to see Bromberg in the Village on of my trips home from Alabama a couple of guys in the audience mistakenly thought I was him before the show.
This morning I just listened to his latest album, Try Me One More Time. Mostly old traditional stuff, just Bromberg, his still great singing and accomplished acoustic guitar work . Some very pretty stuff. Susan will like it. She had to do some tax work after church this afternoon but maybe she can listen while she works.


Speaking of frame up victims, David G. left word on our answering machine yesterday that he ran into Dana yesterday.... Susan spoke with her and hopefully we'll have time to get together soon. I don't remember how long Dana spent in a Louisiana prison accused of two murders she didn't do. We were glad to able to send Dana some $ on our paydays while she was locked up.
She has had to deal with day to day stuff since like the rest of us..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Odos... He will be 9 years old April 29. All that skateboarding makes me nervous though.

Our thoughts this Passover/Easter are with Steve Orel, Glenda Jo and Justin.
Please see their blog :
http://journals.aol.com/gjo2/further-travails-of-the-orels/

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

two old guys talking

http://www.truthdig.com/report/item/20060829_tom_hayden_alarcon/

A Progressive Journal of News and Opinion. Editor, Robert Scheer. Publisher, Zuade Kaufman.
Copyright © 2006 Truthdig, L.L.C. All rights reserved.

we may not agree but nothing is wrong with thinking

Friday, November 17, 2006

Milton Friedman, monetarist

If he was so great why was so I so freaked last week when I thought I would be out of a job? Look around the world and what do you see?...What a legacy that guy leaves.
"Don't mourn, Organize" for Jobs, health care and PEACE.

sunny but cool in Washington Square Park

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

"If you learn one thing in life, learn how to play the piano. No matter where you are, if you need a sandwich, if you need a drink...."
Ruby Mansbach


"...anywhere I've been, I always stayed until they asked me to leave. That's the way I've lived my life. Ladies and gentlemen, I think that's been a GOOD way to live my life! "
Kiki DuRaine (Mansbach)

Too Close for Comfort

Olympia, Wash.

EVER since the Census Bureau released figures last month showing that married-couple households are now a minority, my phone has been ringing off the hook with calls from people asking: “How can we save marriage? How can we make Americans understand that marriage is the most significant emotional connection they will ever make, the one place to find social support and personal fulfillment?”

I think these are the wrong questions — indeed, such questions would have been almost unimaginable through most of history. It has only been in the last century that Americans have put all their emotional eggs in the basket of coupled love. Because of this change, many of us have found joys in marriage our great-great-grandparents never did. But we have also neglected our other relationships, placing too many burdens on a fragile institution and making social life poorer in the process.

A study released this year showed just how dependent we’ve become on marriage. Three sociologists at the University of Arizona and Duke University found that from 1985 to 2004 Americans reported a marked decline in the number of people with whom they discussed meaningful matters. People reported fewer close relationships with co-workers, extended family members, neighbors and friends. The only close relationship where more people said they discussed important matters in 2004 than in 1985 was marriage.

In fact, the number of people who depended totally on a spouse for important conversations, with no other person to turn to, almost doubled, to 9.4 percent from 5 percent. Not surprisingly, the number of people saying they didn’t have anyone in whom they confided nearly tripled.

The solution to this isolation is not to ramp up our emotional dependence on marriage. Until 100 years ago, most societies agreed that it was dangerously antisocial, even pathologically self-absorbed, to elevate marital affection and nuclear-family ties above commitments to neighbors, extended kin, civic duty and religion.

St. Paul complained that married men were more concerned with pleasing their wives than pleasing God. In John Adams’s view, a “passion for the public good” was “superior to all private passions.” In both England and America, moralists bewailed “excessive” married love, which encouraged “men and women to be always taken up with each other.”

From medieval days until the early 19th century, diaries and letters more often used the word love to refer to neighbors, cousins and fellow church members than to spouses. When honeymoons first gained favor in the 19th century, couples often took along relatives or friends for company. Victorian novels and diaries were as passionate about brother-sister relationships and same-sex friendships as about marital ties.

The Victorian refusal to acknowledge strong sexual desires among respectable men and women gave people a wider outlet for intense emotions, including physical touch, than we see today. Men wrote matter-of-factly about retiring to bed with a male roommate, “and in each other’s arms did friendship sink peacefully to sleep.” Upright Victorian matrons thought nothing of kicking their husbands out of bed when a female friend came to visit. They spent the night kissing, hugging and pouring out their innermost thoughts.

By the early 20th century, though, the sea change in the culture wrought by the industrial economy had loosened social obligations to neighbors and kin, giving rise to the idea that individuals could meet their deepest needs only through romantic love, culminating in marriage. Under the influence of Freudianism, society began to view intense same-sex ties with suspicion and people were urged to reject the emotional claims of friends and relatives who might compete with a spouse for time and affection.

The insistence that marriage and parenthood could satisfy all an individual’s needs reached a peak in the cult of “togetherness” among middle-class suburban Americans in the 1950s. Women were told that marriage and motherhood offered them complete fulfillment. Men were encouraged to let their wives take care of their social lives.

But many men and women found these prescriptions stifling. Women who entered the work force in the 1960s joyfully rediscovered social contacts and friendships outside the home.

“It was so stimulating to have real conversations with other people,” a woman who lived through this period told me, “to go out after work with friends from the office or to have people over other than my husband’s boss or our parents.”

And women’s lead in overturning the cult of 1950s marriage inspired many men to rediscover what earlier generations of men had taken for granted — that men need deep emotional connections with other men, not just their wives. Researchers soon found that men and women with confidants beyond the nuclear family were mentally and physically healthier than people who relied on just one other individual for emotional intimacy and support.

So why do we seem to be slipping back in this regard? It is not because most people have voluntarily embraced nuclear-family isolation. Indeed, the spread of “virtual” communities on the Internet speaks to a deep hunger to reach out to others.

Instead, it’s the expansion of the post-industrial economy that seems to be driving us back to a new dependence on marriage. According to the researchers Kathleen Gerson and Jerry Jacobs, 60 percent of American married couples have both partners in the work force, up from 36 percent in 1970, and the average two-earner couple now works 82 hours a week.

This is probably why the time Americans spend socializing with others off the job has declined by almost 25 percent since 1965. Their free hours are spent with spouses, and as a study by Suzanne Bianchi of the University of Maryland released last month showed, with their children — mothers and fathers today spend even more time with their youngsters than parents did 40 years ago.

As Americans lose the wider face-to-face ties that build social trust, they become more dependent on romantic relationships for intimacy and deep communication, and more vulnerable to isolation if a relationship breaks down. In some cases we even cause the breakdown by loading the relationship with too many expectations. Marriage is generally based on more equality and deeper friendship than in the past, but even so, it is hard for it to compensate for the way that work has devoured time once spent cultivating friendships.

The solution is not to revive the failed marital experiment of the 1950s, as so many commentators noting the decline in married-couple households seem to want. Nor is it to lower our expectations that we’ll find fulfillment and friendship in marriage.

Instead, we should raise our expectations for, and commitment to, other relationships, especially since so many people now live so much of their lives outside marriage. Paradoxically, we can strengthen our marriages the most by not expecting them to be our sole refuge from the pressures of the modern work force. Instead we need to restructure both work and social life so we can reach out and build ties with others, including people who are single or divorced. That indeed would be a return to marital tradition — not the 1950s model, but the pre-20th-century model that has a much more enduring pedi- gree.

Stephanie Coontz, a history professor at Evergreen State College, is the author of “Marriage, a History: How Love Conquered Marriage.”

Friday, November 10, 2006



TONIGHT'S THE KIND OF NIGHT
Written by Melanie Safka Schekeryk

Tonight's the kind of night
Where all things come together
Tonight's the kind of night
Where nothing need be said
Tonight's the kind of night
Where all the lamps are burning
And nobody wants to go to bed

Some will have crackers and
Some will have pudding
Soup and crispies and home made bread
And no one will go hungry
And lovers will be faithful
We'll sip a little cup and
Then we'll sip another and we'll sing

Come all ye faithful tonight, sing out
Merry Christmas, oh yeah!
Ave Maria we'll try, one more time
Merry Christmas

Mommy's and Daddy's are loving all their children
And from a distant room
We can hear then giggling
One of them is dreaming
The world a little brighter
And everyone is listening
To the song in their head, and they sing

Come all ye faithful tonight, sing out
Merry Christmas, oh yeah!
Ave Maria we'll try, one more time
Merry Christmas

Tonight's the kind of night
The world won't hold us down here
From planet to planet
From star to star
We'll shire our little light
That everyone can follow
Tonight's the kind of night
Where all the lamps are burning
And no one will go hungry
And lovers will be faithful
Tonight's the kind of night
Where all things come together
Tonight I make a promise
That I will sing forever
Tonight the kisses fly from all out little fingers
And nobody wants to go to bed

Come all ye faithful tonight, sing out
Merry Christmas, oh yeah!
Ave Maria we'll try, one more time
Merry Christmas

Come all ye faithful tonight, sing out
Merry Christmas, oh yeah!
Ave Maria we'll try, one more time
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas

a veteran's day call for unity

Dear comarade Baraka
who who who you ask
Sure isn't anyone
Who survived that day
It's the system that caught more breaks than us
A blues man in Bama called it
systematic train
All together
Now
Let's replace it with something
World class
I'm from New Jersey too
You're still poet laureate in my book!

gm 11/10/06

Wednesday, November 08, 2006




Too many cars on the lot
Too much bad food in my belly
Not enough hours in the day
Free market madness can’t buy us time
Kidnap Gorbachev
Boycott Sal’s
Wasn’t the answer
Malcom found answers for us
Maybe a rhyme
Surely a reason
To open a folder and label it
Poetry in motion
What in your background qualifies you?
Only all of us are capable
To be the shining beacon
People in motion for peace
And beauty
Let’s roll.


11/08/2006 gm