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Remember This Blog’s “Totally Silly” Idea about Solving California Prison Overcrowding, the Belgians and Dutch Did Not Think The Idea was “Totally Silly”

Monday, July 26th, 2010

This blog has long maintained that one of the solutions to over crowding in California prisons, is the building of prisons in Mexico to house California prisoners who are illegal immigrants.
 
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In its February 11, 2010 issue, THE ECONOMIST, did an article about overcrowding in California prisons,the following is a quote from that article:
 
The governor’s wildest thought experiment has California paying Mexico to build prisons and house California’s inmates in them. This is “totally silly” and probably unconstitutional, says Joan Petersilia of Stanford Law School”.

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One of the most interesting arcs of California politics during the first decade of the 21st Century has been the gelding of Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger as a political mover and shaker. 

He was presented, by this Blog, with a bold idea to help alleviate the over crowding in California Prisons, and he saw the value of it. The stud Schwarzenegger would have gone for it and tried it. The gelded Schwarzenegger became Arnold Stang( for my Generation X and Generation Y readers, Mr. Stang was a man of very weak body measurements), as soon as a Law Professor, a Law Professor, called the plan silly, “totally silly.”

While this Blog’s  California Prison Plan was being called totally silly, check out what was happening in Belgium and The Netherlands. 

“…. The Dutch prison population has been falling for some years and, with 14,000 cells for 12,000 prisoners, the government last year decided to close eight jails. But in Belgium the numbers locked up keep rising, causing serious overcrowding.

On February 5th this year, the Dutch and Belgian governments drew the logical conclusion, and agreed on a deal. Belgium took possession of the Dutch prison of Tilburg, a modern affair with tennis courts and a football pitch but a chronic shortage of residents.

For a rent of €30m a year, 500 Belgian prisoners now live behind Tilburg’s barbed wire. The governor is Belgian, most of the guards are Dutch. At first there was grumbling about language (some of the Belgian prisoners speak French, not Dutch) and ease of access (many supplies come from the nearest Belgian prison, 40km—25 miles—away). Now the arrangement causes little fuss.”THE ECONOMIST

What is silly for California is logical for the Dutch and Belgians?

California’s Governor, who has been a bodybuilder, businessman,movie star and politician, backed down to a cloistered Law Professor, and allowed the “girlie men” of Holland and Belgium do the logical thing.

How in the hell can the Dutch and the Belgians, makers of cheese and candy be bolder than Californians? What in the hell has happened to us? Governor, what in the hell has happened to you? If not the gelding?

The President’s Half Sister, Maya Soetoro-Ng,and The End of Racism…However….

Monday, June 21st, 2010

Ms. Maya Soetoro-Ng, President Obama’s half sister was in Los Angeles, hosting a photographic exhibition about mixed race children at the Japanese American National Museum in Japan Town.  Ms. Soetoro-Ng had the same mother as President Obama but with an Indonesian father.

Ms. Soetoro-Ng stated::”We can do much to help our communities loosen their boundaries and begin to welcome a multitude of ways of being … to make sure that individuals of mixed race, religion or ethnicities don’t feel the need to choose one or the other but see their layers as a gift, something that adds beauty,” she said.

The program was pegged to the museum’s current exhibit, “Mixed: Portraits of Multiracial Kids,” which runs through Sept. 26. The photo exhibit of 80 children ages 12 and younger, along with a companion book, was created by Kip Fulbeck, a Santa Barbara photographer, filmmaker, athlete and art professor of Chinese, Irish, Welsh and English descent.

The photos feature children making funny faces and scowling ones, carrying basketballs and guitars, blankets and stuffed bears. They are Filipina, Puerto Rican, Korean, Hawaiian, Irish, Italian, Cambodian — you name it.

Asked who they are, the children don’t necessarily identify themselves by their race. Or if they do, they claim multiple identities in what Fulbeck and Soetoro-Ng say reflects wide-open, flexible minds that adults should learn from.

“I am me. I am an animal lover. I am also a dream but I am real,” wrote Jada, an 8-year-old girl of African American, Puerto Rican, Dominican and Italian ancestry shown in her photo with a guitar and wide grin.

Keyan, a smiling boy of African American, Indian and Irish descent, scrawled on his page: “I am Brown like Barack Obama. One Day I will Be a Pro foot Ball Player and the President.”

Nationwide, 7.3 million Americans identified as mixed race in 2000, the first year the U.S. Census allowed people to check two or more racial categories. The number is expected to rise in the 2010 census.

But Fulbeck told the 200 audience members that race is more of a cultural construct than a biological one because all people are descended from a common ancestor in Africa.

Soetoro-Ng and her husband, Konrad Ng, have two daughters of Malay, Indonesian, Scottish, Irish, Hakka and Cantonese descent. Already, 6-year-old Suhaila has begun to claim multiple identities, both ethnic and religious — embracing both Christ and Buddha with no compulsion to choose, Soetoro-Ng said.

“We do a much better job today making kids feel fine just as they are and welcoming different traits,” she said. (Los Angeles Times)

It was an interesting program, part SESAME STREET, part Globalization, part  Multiculturalism part Kumbaya, part Tiger Woods Festival.

The hallmark of the event and the book was optimism, that humanity had turned a corner on racism, and was now headed onto a broad, uplifted highland of multiculturalism.

I once met a man named Hawkins, a weird wiry little man,(good for slithering down into tombs). I met him on a river boat, going up the Nile in Egypt; he was a character out of a Joseph Conrad novel. He is dead now; he died a nasty little death by dengue fever.  His vocation was Egyptology, especially the Nubian conquest of Egypt.

His pet theory was that racism was an invention of the British; specifically invented by the British East India Company in 1702.  Hawkins believed that there was no racism before the British East India Company, hell the Nubians had conquered Egypt, and had become Pharoahs, no racism. Hell the great poet, Alexander Pushkin, was a noble person with black blood, living without Racism,” Pushkin’s great-grandfather, was Abram Petrovich Gannibal (1696–1781), a black page raised by Peter the Great who was born a prince of Lagon, an African tribal sultanate” 

Hawkins was convinced that the British East India Company had invented Racism. Now,  the Reader is asking, why would the British East India Company invent Racism?

English women.

Indian women were hot, and they knew the Kama Sutra, and the British East India Company was sending tons of British lads, between 18 and 32, to India to serve from seven to ten years.

The British East India Company had a problem, how to make sure all those British men would not marry hot Indian women, leaving the English women spinsters?

Their answer, according to the late great Hawkins, was Racism.

Makes sense to me.

Hawkins even had a death date for Racism, April,1915 thru January,1916, the Gallipoli Campaign. When Mustafa Kemal Ataturk stopped the brilliant Churchill strategy, it insured that World War I would last two more years, insuring that the flower of British manhood would be wasted on the battlefields of Europe, insuring the end of Racism.

For though Racism still had the wit, will and genius of Churchill, after World War I, racism just did not have enough manpower to make it work.

Makes sense to me.

Incidentally, Mustafa Kemal was blue eyed; a blue eyed Turk ended Racism.

With the end of Racism; we should be very close to the  Eternal Brotherhood of Man.

Yet.

In the midst of this multicultural triumphalism , all one can think about is a staggeringly insighful STAR TREK episode, LET THAT BE YOUR FINAL BATTLEFIELD, which starred the late,great Frank Gorshin. In it, two races fight to annihilation because of a minor difference between them.

That’s it, war because of a minor difference, hatred because of a minor difference. This is what is happening in our multicultural world of mixed races; in Northern Ireland, the same race kill each other over religion; in Belgium, people of the same race and same religion fight each other over language(Walloons versus the Flemish).

In a world without Racism we get war from tribalism, religion, potpourri. In Rwanda the same race kill each other because one tribe is Tutsi whereas the other is Hutu. As I write this, in Osh, people of the same religion and same race are killing each other, Kyrgyzs killing Uzbeks.

In Kenya, land of our President’s father, the land in which Jomo Kenyatta(Burning Spear) exhausted British Racism wih the Mau Mau, Racism has been replaced by Tribalism, the Luo and Kikuyu  tribes prepare for Civil War.

In modern Italy, people of the same race, nationality and religion are thinking about breaking up the nation into a Northern League country  and a Southern country based merely on work habits. 

Among Muslims, Sunnis kill Shites; Shites kill Sunnis, and they both kill Ahmadis.  

 What the STAR TREK episode seems to understand and the people at the Exhibition do not, is that Man, by his nature, likes enemies, in fact, may desire enemies, in fact may NEED enemies.

America has built a bubble against the Nature of Man; the Question is, how long can this fragile bubble last against the Nature of Man? This Blog is merely  suggesting that though Love for your fellow man in 2010 America is intoxicating, it also may be the height of naivete. It may be dangerously naive to think the mixing of bloods can stem Man’s need for enemies. 

It is nice to see Racism die in a flurry of love but during the Rwanda Genocide, mixed race Hutus(mixed Hutu/Tutsi) were slaughtered by the  militia of Hutu killers, the Interahamwe (Kinyarwanda meaning “those who stand/work/fight/attack together”).

Let us hope that the loving smiles of those mixed race kids can change the hearts of future Interahamwe. We can only hope.


 Maya Soetoro-Ng

File:STLastBattle.jpg Frank Gorshin in that epic STAR TREK episode,

“Let That Be Your Last Battlefield”

The two warring races in “Let That Be Your Last Battlefield”; Reader, please note the striking and telling difference between them. (Hint, Check the faces carefully)

 Abram Petrovich Gannibal

Mustafa Kamal Ataturk

SIDEBAR

At Gallipoli, the Brits, Aussies and Kiwis had broken the Turkish lines. The Brits,prolific in their use of the bayonet, were killing Turks by the droves. The Turks broke and ran. A rout was on.

As the Turkish soldiers ran away, their paths led them to one Turkish officer, standing firm. The fleeing soldiers stopped, wavering in their fear.

Mustafa Kamal stood astride their way home and said, “Go back.”

Among the fleeing army, a rational soldier spoke up,”You cannot order us back to fight.”

To which Mustafa Kamal answered,”I am not ordering you to fight, I am ordering you to die.”

At which point, the rational Turkish soldiers became irrational, and returned to the battle, to die in more droves. But the British were stopped.

Since the majority of our leaders now come out of Harvard Law School, may I humbly suggest that the Law School start teaching Mustafa Kamal Ataturk to understand leadership. 

Please write something about Harry Patch

Wednesday, August 12th, 2009

“please write something about Harry Patch, I would like to see how you see it.”

“ nearly a century later, World War I continues to exert a hold on the British imagination unmatched by any of the conflicts since, …

The tremendous death toll is part of the reason why ….Britain and its imperial territories lost a staggering 900,000 troops, leaving almost no family untouched. Go to even the tiniest community in the British countryside and you’ll find a monument in the parish church or on the village green commemorating the sacrifices of local young men who fell in the war.

“A whole generation was wiped out,” said Monica Williams, 64. Two of her great- uncles died in battle.

“Henry John “Harry” Patch (17 June 1898 – 25 July 2009) — known as “the Last Tommy” — was  the last surviving soldier to have fought in the trenches of the First World War.Patch was born in the village of Combe Down in Somerset, England. He appears in the 1901 Census as a two-year-old along with his stonemason father.

Patch had refused to discuss his war experiences, until 1998 …… and the moment when he came face to face with a German soldier. He recalled Moses descending from Mount Sinai with God’s commandment, ‘thou shalt not kill’, and couldn’t kill the German. Instead, he shot him in the shoulder, which made him drop his rifle. But he carried on running towards Patch’s Lewis Gun, so he then shot him above the knee, and in the ankle. Patch said, “I had about five seconds to make the decision. I brought him down, but I didn’t kill him.”

I cannot comment on HARRY PATCH, no one can comment on Harry Patch, except Harry Patch.

 ”Millions of men came to fight in this war and I find it incredible that I am the only one left.” HARRY PATCH

He was a plumber, a plumber, an inarticulate plumber, yet by design or chance or fate he outlived them all, and eighty years after the end of the war he was forced, by a curious public  to find his voice. By 2008, the 90th  anniversary, he was the most articulate man ever against war.    
 
 In 2000, I was asked to vote on the Man of the 20th Century, and i did vote for Churchill, but I was torn. I almost voted for Kaiser Wilhelm II of Imperial Germany, for no man did more to ruin Western Civilization that Kaiser Willie. His bumbling ruined it all. He is the royal Dick Cheney.

What intimidates me about history is the nature of it. The Kaiser was an immature piece of bluster, who wanted to be a war hero. If he had been a soldier, I doubt if he could have fought because he had a withered arm, which the Jungians say withered his spirit and worldview. His father, Frederick III was a legitimate war hero, from the Franco-Prussian war. He had seen war, lived it, had men die in his arms. He hated  war.  He was brilliant, adept, open minded, gracious, fabulous, no withered arm, no withered heart.  He becomes Kaiser, and one month later he is dead from cancer leaving his withered son on the throne.

I don’t see that as fluke, I see that as a tragedy being written.

Once in Turku, Finland I had a drink with a German sales person from Solingen;he was a complete German with dueling scars on his cheek. He asked me why God hated Germany so; he lamented that God hated Germany even before the Nazis. I told him that was simple, the Germans had invented cocaine.

The Germans had bought general war, genocide and cocaine to the modern world; that is a lot to forgive.

So what did the Kaiser ruin?

Two years ago, a girl I dated in England sent me a birthday gift, a DVD, THE ELECTRIC EDWARDIANS (Great Britain from 1900-1913).”85. B&W.
In the earliest years of the twentieth century, enterprising traveling showmen in the north of England hired pioneer filmmakers Sagar Mitchell and James Kenyon to shoot footage of local people going about their everyday activities. These films would be shown later at nearby fairgrounds, town halls and neighborhood theaters. Workers, school children, sports fans and seaside vacationers all flocked to see themselves miraculously captured on screen!
The astonishing discovery of the original Mitchell & Kenyon negatives in Blackburn, England — in a basement about to be demolished — has been described as film’s equivalent of Tutankhamen’s tomb. .. this treasure trove of extraordinary footage provides an unparalleled record of everyday life in the years before World War I. Mesmerizing scenes of trolley cars and crowded streets, soccer matches, temperance parades, throngs of workers leaving the factory and a myriad of simple pleasures transport us to another — lost — world. The effect is as if H.G. Wells’ marvelous time machine had come to life. 

It is an extraordinary film, the people look so happy. I know they were poverty stricken and disease ridden but they all look so HAPPY. There is one telling scene of  horse drawn traffic, stretching for miles. Everyone, every horse and wagon  is in the queue; no one is pushing. They are moving, quietly, peaceful, serenely. All of it lost because of a bumbling war. By the end of the film, you begin to grieve, for you know what they don’t know , you know what will happen to all those young boys ten years later, all those workers laughing, all those proud men. They will all be butchered in the mud of Flanders.

 THE PICTURES ARE FROM THE ELECTRIC EDWARDIANS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Electric Edwardians: The Films of Mitchell & Kenyon by:  Mitchell & Kenyon
Electric Edwardians: The Films of Mitchell & Kenyon by:  Mitchell & Kenyon
Electric Edwardians: The Films of Mitchell & Kenyon by:  Mitchell & Kenyon
Millions of men came to fight in this war and I find it incredible that I am the only one left.Electric Edwardians: The Films of Mitchell & Kenyon by:  Mitchell & Kenyon 

 

On Christmas Eve, 1914 at Ypres, Belgium, on the battlefield, German and British troops began a spontaneous truce. They just stopped fighting, to honor Christmas. Their guns just stopped. Then the Kaiser ordered the guns to start firing again; and Peace on Earth was lost for the rest of the century.

A German general once said of the British army,”they are lions led by donkeys.” Harry Patch was a lion, led by the most obtuse Generals in recorded history. 

World War II killed more people, but those battle deaths were caused by a clash of great Captains, great and brilliant War Lords, Rommel, Guderian, von Manstein, von Kesselring,Yamashita, Yamamoto,  versus Montgomery,Alexander,MacArthur,Patton,Eisenhower,Zhukov,Konev. The men facing death know they are dying because their Captains are great and evenly matched; it becomes a war of attrition.

Our Civil War and World War I, are the two most egregious examples of carnage incorporated. In both wars, incompetent Generals threw brave men against cold steel. Incredible slaughter, incredible courage; the difference in the slaughterhouses is Lincoln. If you were a General who lost a battle, you got fired. Lincoln fired McClellan, McClellan again, Pope, McDowell,Hooker, Burnside,Meade,Rosecrans. You lose you go.

But in World War I, the British started off with dumb generals, Sir John French and Lord Haig, and stayed with them, mistake, after mistake, after mistake. The British aristocracy was so ossified that they could not fire their own. 

What Redeems Lincoln’s management of slaughter was his ruthless administration towards loser generals; what doomed England was the coddling of loser aristocratic generals by the aristocracy because they were aristocrats. The One million dead Harry Patches is a direct result of the British class system   It is the coddling of  asinine aristocrats that ruins empires.

Finally, I spent three days at Salisbury Cathedral,in the garden there is a little plaque, dated 1916, remembering the beloved only son of the vicar, dead in Flanders. 

With Harry Patch dead, the table is full.

SIDEBAR

As my brother and I were leaving the bar in Turku to catch the train to Helsinki, the German with the duelling scars caught me.

“Do you know why the British lost so many men in World War I?”

“Bad Generals.”

“No, because the British had invented the concentration camp. They were not pure either.”

Harry Patch could have killed a man, and been honored. He didn’t. Harry Patch was pretty pure.

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