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    Whether you are here by invitation or accident, nice to have you. This site has no overarching theme, and very little relationship to my "public" life in human rights, social justice and philanthropy, though you will be able to find my articles, speeches, interviews, etc. here. Instead, the blog is a place for me to share my enthusiasms (and occasional criticisms) about music, books, movies and the like (with links to Amazon.com in case you are so inspired -- I want to do my bit to boost the economy!). It is a place to share some writing in the hope that a self-generated audience will spur me to keep it up. It goes without saying that to publish your random thoughts on the assumption that others will be interested in them is an extremely self-centered activity. Anyway, I hope you like reading it. If not, you don't have to come back! -- Gara LaMarche

What I've been reading, watching and listening to

  • Barack Obama: Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance [ABRIDGED] [AUDIOBOOK]

    Barack Obama: Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance [ABRIDGED] [AUDIOBOOK]
    I realized just before the election that I might be the last person in America to have read Obama's first book, but decided for some reason to download the audiobook version, which he reads himself. The book lives up to everything I've heard about it -- what a Presidential memoir to look forward to! -- but a cool surprise is that Obama the reader turns out to be a terrific mimic, doing all the voices, of Kenyan relatives, Chicago street activists, etc. himself.

  • Tony Earley: The Blue Star: A Novel

    Tony Earley: The Blue Star: A Novel
    Sequel to the wonderful novel Jim the Boy. The first one, about a ten-year old in rural North Carolina in the 1930s, looked and at times read like a book for young readers, though it was beautiful and profound. This one, too. Now Jim is about to graduate high school, fall in love, and deal with a war raging in Europe and Asia.

  • Pumla Gobodo-Madikizela: A Human Being Died That Night: A South African Woman Confronts the Legacy of Apartheid

    Pumla Gobodo-Madikizela: A Human Being Died That Night: A South African Woman Confronts the Legacy of Apartheid
    A member of South Africa's Truth and Reconciliation Commission undertakes a series of visits to prison to talk with the most notorious killer of the apartheid regime, to ask herself, and us: what might I have in common with someone who has come to personify evil?

  • Honor Moore: The Bishop's Daughter: A Memoir

    Honor Moore: The Bishop's Daughter: A Memoir
    Honor Moore, the poet and playwright (who I know a bit from serving on the PEN Board together) writes about her late father, Paul Moore (who I knew from Human Rights Watch work together), the Bishop of New York. The book has garnered attention, and criticism from some of Honor's eight (!) siblings and others, for "outing" her father's bisexuality, but it is in no way sensationalistic. Part autobiography, part biography, I liked it very much, and since I met Paul Moore later in his career, my admiration for him grew through his daughter's reconstruction of his transformation from a patrician child of privilege bound for Wall Street to a progressive and outspoken pastor acting and speaking on behalf of the poor and disenfranchised. It is poignant that he lived at a time when he could not also give voice to the full rein of his personhood.

  • : State of Play (Miniseries)

    State of Play (Miniseries)
    Terrific BBC miniseries from 2003, a six-part political thriller with Bill Nighy, James McEvoy, Polly Walker and a great young Scottish actress (or at least she did a good Edinburgh accent) named Kelly MacDonald. I don't remember how I heard about it, but I couldn't stop watching it.

  • Jonny Steinberg: Sizwe's Test: A Young Man's Journey Through Africa's AIDS Epidemic

    Jonny Steinberg: Sizwe's Test: A Young Man's Journey Through Africa's AIDS Epidemic
    Jonny Steinberg is a South African writer who has in several books shown an amazing ability to burrow into communities not his own, gain their trust, and write about their lives and conflicts with great sensitivity. In this book -- which I read in its original South African version, Three Letter Plague, he tells the twin stories of a white AIDS clinic doctor from Doctors Without Borders and a young black entrepreneur who, for reasons of his own, declines to get tested for AIDS despite the availability of services. Steinberg is now in New York working on a book about Liberian immigrants in Staten Island.

  • Amy Bloom: Away: A Novel

    Amy Bloom: Away: A Novel
    I've always been a big fan of Amy Bloom's work, most of which is short stories about the emotional lives of educated urban and suburban types (she's a psychotherapist based in Middletown, Connecticut). This is a sprawling historical novel that ranges from Russia to Alaska (with Manhattan, Seattle and other places in between) in the early part of the 20th century, as the heroine searches for her daughter, who she hopes is the only other survivor of the pogrom that begins the book. Some find its plot over the top, but I loved it, and admired Bloom's ability to hold it all together on a canvas much vaster than her usual ones.

  • Wilfrid Sheed: The House That George Built: With a Little Help from Irving, Cole, and a Crew of About Fifty

    Wilfrid Sheed: The House That George Built: With a Little Help from Irving, Cole, and a Crew of About Fifty
    It took me a while to adjust to his style -- itself a kind of jazzy riff most of the time -- I really enjoyed Wilfred Sheed's sketches of the giants of American popular song, not just the Mount Rushmore figures of Irving Berlin, George Gershwin and Cole Porter, but Harold Arlen, Duke Ellington, Jerome Kern, Harry Warren, Jimmy Van Heusen, and Cy Coleman. It's delicious, it's delightful, it's de-lovely.

  • Alan Bennett: The Uncommon Reader: A Novella

    Alan Bennett: The Uncommon Reader: A Novella
    Lovely short novel based on the premise that the Queen of England -- never named, I think, but obviously Elizabeth -- happens upon a library van while walking her dogs and takes out a book. Then another, and another, until her late-life passion for reading upends her life and transforms her monarchy in funny and charming ways.

  • Dalia Sofer: The Septembers of Shiraz

    Dalia Sofer: The Septembers of Shiraz
    Really fine novel about a Jewish gem dealer and his family in the early days after the fall of the Shah and the rule of the mullahs in Iran. Though it is beautifully written and gripping, it seems to me more a book about families than politics, but the gem dealer's arrest and torture, and his family's eventual escape through being smuggled over the Turkish border,somehow put me in mind of the poisonous national mood in this country, today, over the treatment of prisoners and immigrants. How far we have fallen; I doubt I would have made those connections even ten years ago.

  • Alain De Botton: The Architecture of Happiness

    Alain De Botton: The Architecture of Happiness
    Nice companion to Winifred Gallagher's recent House Thinking, though on a grander scale both of habitation and geography. His anti-Corbusier comments rival Jane Jacobs': "A city laid out on apparently rational grounds, where different specialized facilities...are separated from one another across a vast terrain connected by motorways, deprives its inhabitants of the pleasures of incidental discoveries and presupposes that we march from place to place with a sense of unflagging purpose. But whereas we may leave the house with the ostensible object of consulting a book in a library, we may nevertheless be delighted on the way by the signt of the fishmonger laying out his startled, bug-eyed catch on sheets of ice, by workmen housing patterned sofas into apartment blocks, by leaves opening up their tender green palms to the spring sunshne, or by a girl with chestnut hair and glasses reading a book at the bus stop."

  • Alexander Waugh: Fathers and Sons: The Autobiography of a Family

    Alexander Waugh: Fathers and Sons: The Autobiography of a Family
    Stories about one of the most prolific writing families ever, by a fifth-generation insider. In addition to the usual stories of boarding-school cruelties and youthful gay couplings, the Waughs seem to have specialized in alternately intense or neglectful parenting -- either rank favoritism (Evelyn Waugh, whose own father made no secret of his bizarrely romantic attachment to his older brother, Alec, carried on the tradition with one of his daughters, treating the rest of his children as inconvenient disruptions.) Yet they were all quite funny, which is supposed to be redeeming.

  • : Sweet Land - A Love Story

    Sweet Land - A Love Story
    Lovely 2005 film by Ali Selim about immigrant famers in Southern Minnesota. Beautiful big-sky setting, but of greatest interest, beyond the developing love story, is the prejudice which greeted German newcomers -- very similar to what is faced by Mexicans in America today.

  • Yankev Glatshteyn: Emil and Karl

    Yankev Glatshteyn: Emil and Karl
    Lovely translation -- done by a friend, Jeffrey Shandler -- from a Yiddish book by Yankev Glatshteyn about two boys whose families are torn apart by the Nazis in 1940 Vienna. Though written for young people, it is a gripping and affecting read for, as they say, readers of all ages.

  • : The House on 92nd Street (Fox Film Noir)

    The House on 92nd Street (Fox Film Noir)
    Saw a little blurb about this 1945 noir film in the Times when it was released on DVD a few months ago, and since I live on 92nd Street, I rented it our of neighborhood pride, though it turns out to be EAST 92nd Street. Bizarre docudrama which is almost pure FBI propaganda about catching Nazi spies in the Second World War. Many of the FBI people, including Hoover, play themselves, but are no less wooden than the actual actors like Lloyd Nolan. Not a bit of humor or irony in it.

  • Doris Kearns Goodwin: Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln

    Doris Kearns Goodwin: Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln
    An extraordinary read -- how Lincoln triumphed over several much better-known and connected rivals to win the 1860 Republican Presidential nomination, then put them all in the cabinet, in time winning their deep respect, admiration and loyalty. And it might well be called "Management Secrets of Abraham Lincoln" and sold on the business shelf in airport bookstores. See my post of August 9.

  • Phil LaMarche: American Youth: A Novel

    Phil LaMarche: American Youth: A Novel
    Not a relative, though the 30-year old LaMarche, who grew up in New Hampshire and upstate New York, has the same name as my father, grandfather and actually, me (Gara being my middle name). I would have bought it just for the novelty value, but it's a gripping, spare story of an adolescent struggling with changes in himself and the world around him.

  • Elisabeth Sifton: The Serenity Prayer: Faith and Politics in Times of Peace and War

    Elisabeth Sifton: The Serenity Prayer: Faith and Politics in Times of Peace and War
    "God, give us the grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be changed, courage to change the things that should be changed, and the wisdom to distinguish one from the other." This famous 20th century prayer, used among other places in A.A. meetings, was composed during the Second World War by the author's father, theologian Reinhold Niebuhr. One of the gems of this social history/memoir is the discovery, or reminding, that Morningside Heights in the 1940s was for men of the cloth like Virginia for statesmen (sorry, I'm using these non-gender neutral terms advisedly, given the times) in the late 18th century -- an amazing confluence of minds and consciences, including Niebuhr and others at Union Theological, Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel of Jewish Theological Seminary, Harry Emerson Fosdick of Riverside Church, and Father Barry Ford of Corpus Christi and Columbia, all just a few blocks apart.

  • Nicholas Lemann: Redemption: The Last Battle of the Civil War

    Nicholas Lemann: Redemption: The Last Battle of the Civil War
    Perhaps you thought the South lost the Civil War. Think again. Nick Lemann's heartbreaking, angering and illuminating account of Reconstruction tells the story of how terrorist violence against newly-freed Blacks and their Republican allies -- kept at a "respectable" distance from Democratic leaders and met with virtual impunity from the federal government -- undid the Civil War and sapped the empowering Constitutional amendments of any meaning for nearly one hundred years.

  • Barry Werth: 31 Days: The Crisis That Gave Us the Government We Have Today

    Barry Werth: 31 Days: The Crisis That Gave Us the Government We Have Today
    You wouldn't think that a day-by-day account of the first month of the Ford Adminstration would be gripping, but the account of the pardon politics that ended Ford's honeymooon actually is. Haig comes across as a snake, Rumsfeld an ambitious schemer, Cheney a sphinx, Nixon a head case, and Ford an essentially decent man. I was especially fascinated by Werth's account of the young Ford's shuttle diplomacy between his mother and his birth father, Leslie King, which he suggests provided a get-it-all-behind-you template for the Nixon pardon forty years later.


  • : The Merv Griffin Show - 40 of the Most Interesting People of Our Time

    The Merv Griffin Show - 40 of the Most Interesting People of Our Time
    I used to watch Merv Griffin in the late afternoons after school -- maybe he was syndicated in the late 1960's. You wouldn't think of him as a significant cultural figure -- though he has a real talent for making money, having invented Jeopardy and numerous other cash-producing shows -- but these exceprts from his interviews contain a lot of gold, with many articulate cultural icons. Orson Welles is shown in his last appearance anywhere, just a few hours before he died; Richard Burton is interviewed on a movie set in Pennsylvania, talking about the benefits of communism, while waiting for an angry Liz Taylor, who's heard he gave an expensive ring to a cocktail waitress, to show up in town.

  • : Julia Child - The French Chef

    Julia Child - The French Chef
    These are a real hoot, but you also learn a lot -- why string beans should be cooked in a giant pot of ragingly boiling water, then doused with cold water, for example. For those like me more familar with the Saturday Night Live parody than the real article, these original WGBH French chef shows from the early 1960's are a revelation and a treat.

  • Talent Given Us: The Talent Given Us

    Talent Given Us: The Talent Given Us
    I have a habit of making lists of books I want to read, CDs I want to own, and movies I want to see. The first two I keep track of on my Amazon.com wish list, which is why it's enormous; the movies I keep in a little notebook which over time I transfer, once they have left the theatre, to my Netflix queue. But by the time the movie arrives from Netflix I have often forgotten why I wanted to see it in the first place. So it was with The Talent Given Us, a low-budget indie film that -- I now have been able to reconstruct -- I became interested in after reading Manohla Dargis's Times review. When I popped it in the DVD player, I had no idea what to expect, and for most of it thought I was watching a reality-show type documentary, in which a late-middle-aged Upper West Side couple -- he a shambling, mumbly character, she sharp-tongued and mercurial -- decide to take a road trip, collecting two adult daughters along the way, to see their estranged son in California. Having watched it, I still don't know how much is reality and how much fiction -- the estranged son is the film's director -- but it was worth the trip. Try it.

  • Jeannette Walls: The Glass Castle : A Memoir

    Jeannette Walls: The Glass Castle : A Memoir
    I had never heard of Jeannette Walls -- a writer and journalist who is currently an MSNBC contributor -- until this memoir of her extremely unorthodox childhood was published last year to ecstatic reviews. They were deserved. Walls and her three siblings lived a bohemian, nomadic and occasionally Dickensian existence with her parents, Rex and Rose Mary Walls. When each in turn escaped to New York -- they had pretty good coping skills thanks to having parents who virtually washed their hands of their care and feeding -- the parents eventually followed, landing up homeless. Much of this book, which chronicles the most irresponsible parenting, or lack thereof, made me angry, but Walls, while fully acknowledging her parents' deep faults, is nevertheless able with distance and grace to appreciate the good things she absorbed from these much-too-free spirits.

  • Ki-Duk Kim: 3-Iron

    Ki-Duk Kim: 3-Iron
    A homeless man roams the streets of Seoul leaving menu cards on the doorknobs of homes and apartments (kind of a cross between the ubiquitous Chinese menus shoved under doors in New York apartments and hotel Do Not Disturb cards), and when he returns to find them still there, he breaks in and makes himself comfortable, fixing appliances, cooking meals and taking a bath. In one home he is surprised to find he is not alone -- a woman abused by her husband is present. They form a strange Bonnie-and-Clyde relationship when she begins to join him on his rounds, eventually the husband comes back into the picture and causes problems for both. When the movie was over, I realized that neither of the main characters had uttered a word.

  • : The Best of Youth

    The Best of Youth
    This 2004 Italian film is 400 minutes long, so it's a big commitment. Originally a miniseries on Italian TV, when it was released theatrically here, it was shown in two installments, and the recently-released DVD, which I got through Netflix, is on two discs. I became aware of it through its surprise appearance on a number of end-of-the-year Ten Best lists, though I had hardly met anyone who'd seen it. But now that I have, I can say it's really worth the time, and I wouldn't be surprised if, like me, you wished it to be longer. Follows a group of family and friends through about 35 years, from the 1966 Florence flood, through the Red Brigades, to the present day. A wonderful mix of politics and family, social ills and advances, personal demons and graces.

  • Paul Haven: Two Hot Dogs with Everything

    Paul Haven: Two Hot Dogs with Everything
    My former nursery school student's book -- see posting at left. For 8-12 year olds and baseball fans of all ages.

  • Taylor Branch: At Canaan's Edge : America in the King Years, 1965-68

    Taylor Branch: At Canaan's Edge : America in the King Years, 1965-68
    Still reading this gripping final volume of Taylor Branch's King biography. King remains complex and impressive; LBJ (more prominent in this one) taking great strides for civil rights (his 1965 voting rights speech to a joint session of Congress, one of the best by any President, can move you to tears) while sinking into the Vietnam mire; this book so far raises one urgent question for me: why is the name of J. Edgar Hoover, King's racist, lawless persecutor, still on a taxpayer-supported federal building?

  • Frederick Brosen: Still New York

    Frederick Brosen: Still New York
    With an introduction by Ric Burns. Beautiful, virtually photographic watercolors of New York buildings, some familiar landmarks, but my favorites are ordinary blocks in Chinatown or the meatpacking district. Originals are hanging in the Museum of the City of New York until February 26, if you can catch them.

  • Laura Pausini: Escucha

    Laura Pausini: Escucha
    Italian pop star singing in Spanish -- apparently there's an Italian version available too. Very appealing.

  • Charles Peters: Five Days in Philadelphia: The Amazing "We Want Willkie!" Convention of 1940 and How It Freed FDR to Save the Western World

    Charles Peters: Five Days in Philadelphia: The Amazing "We Want Willkie!" Convention of 1940 and How It Freed FDR to Save the Western World
    How Wendell Willkie, a businessman who'd never held political office, got to be FDR's opponent in the 1940 election, when the President sought a groundbreaking (and controversial) third term, and why it was important. (Because Willkie, alone among the leading Republican contenders, who also included Robert Taft, Thomas Dewey and Arthur Vandenberg, was a staunch internationalist, strengthening FDR's hand in the march toward involvement in World War II.) The 26-year-old Gerald Ford, accompanied by his girlfriend of the time, a New York model; the 15-year-old Gore Vidal, with his blind grandfather, Senator Gore; and the aged wido of President Benjamin Harrison? What do these three people have in common? They were all in the bleachers watching the action at the 1940 Republican Convention in Philadelphia.

  • Terry Gross: All I Did Was Ask : Conversations with Writers, Actors, Musicians, and Artists

    Terry Gross: All I Did Was Ask : Conversations with Writers, Actors, Musicians, and Artists
    People -- well, actually, two or three of my eleven regular readers -- have been asking me to post more book recommendations, so I am going to try, but the sad truth is I am reading less lately. Over the weekend in L.A., though, I stopped by a favorite bookstore, Book Soup on Sunset Boulevard -- which has a really good film/tv section, as you might expect -- and came across this collection of excerpts from Terry Gross Fresh Air interviews with artists of various kinds. People have been telling me about Terry Gross for years, but I have never actually listened to Fresh Air. I might start. The book, which has conversations with everyone from Albert Brooks to Mary Karr (who memorably describes men's view of foreplay as "erotic cheese and crackers") lends itself to intermittent reading -- a kind of snacking, to borrow Karr's metaphor.

  • : Alfred Hitchcock Presents - Season One

    Alfred Hitchcock Presents - Season One
    My brother gave me this for Christmas, kind of a nostalgia trip -- though the show is as old as I am, so we must have watch it in reruns years later. My favorite episode, "Breakdown," involves Joseph Cotten as a hard-edged businessman paralyzed in a car accident and presumed dead who desperately tries to communicate to his rescuers, then to the coroner, that he is alive through the one muscle he controls -- one of his pinkies. The best treats of this series, though, are Hitchcock's droll introductions, one of the reasons he is to this day one of the few film directors with any kind of real public recognition.

  • : Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol

    Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol
    The Times this Christmas morning has a piece by Dan Barry celebrating the ersatz holiday pleasures of his childhood, like spray-on snow. I have been unable to convert my children to the joys of this 1962 TV classic, which I was happy to rediscover on DVD a few years ago -- my favorite among the many renderings of "A Christmas Carol," for which I am one of the all-time suckers. If you check it out, you will find it has a fabulous Jule Styne score.

  • Peter Pouncey: Rules for Old Men Waiting : A Novel

    Peter Pouncey: Rules for Old Men Waiting : A Novel
    Beautifully written novel, his first, by the former President of Amherst, Peter Pouncey, Dean of Columbia College when I arrived there in 1972, not that he knows me from Adam. Hope for us all.

  • : The Dick Cavett Show - Rock Icons

    The Dick Cavett Show - Rock Icons
    When I was in high school, I watched the Dick Cavett show every night, and tried, somewhat too obviously and much less successfully, to emulate his urbanity, wit and style. I've lost track of him in recent years, but was excited to see this DVD set, which packages a number of shows in which rock stars like Janis Joplin, David Bowie and Paul Simon appeared. But the great thing about it is that, unlike the Johnny Carson "highlights" DVDs, this set gives you each show in its entirety. Cavett had an eclectic range of guests, and they all stayed the whole show for an ever-growing group conversation. So you have Sly Stone, Debbie Reynolds, Pancho Gonzales and Senator and Mrs. Fred ?Harris discussing structural racism, and Janis Joplin, Raquel Welch, Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. and Chet Huntley arguing over journalistic standards. A wonderful time capsule, and a sad reminder of how dumbed-down most talk shows are these days.

  • The Bodleian Library: Instructions for American Servicemen in Britain, 1942 : Reproduced from the original typescript, War Department, Washington, DC

    The Bodleian Library: Instructions for American Servicemen in Britain, 1942 : Reproduced from the original typescript, War Department, Washington, DC
    I picked up this little book while browsing in Oxford. It's all over the U.K., but I haven't seen it here. This gem is a reproduction of the U.S. Army's manual advising soldiers stationed in Britain during the Second World War on the ways of their native hosts. It's respectful, informative, affectionate, admiring, sometimes funny, and still pretty much on target.

  • Anna Nalick: Wreck of the Day

    Anna Nalick: Wreck of the Day
    Another 20-year old wonder, more in the Lilith Fair genre. The lead song on this debut album, "Breathe (2 a.m.)", will stay with you. Thinking of others I've put on this list in the last year or so -- Nellie McKay, Joss Stone, Jamie Cullum, etc., all college-age -- I wonder if there is any other field in the arts (not to mention elsewhere) where someone so young can make such an impact?

  • Ry Cooder: Chavez Ravine

    Ry Cooder: Chavez Ravine
    Latest album from Ry Cooder is the story, in songs, of what happened to Chavez Ravine, a low-income Los Angeles neighborhood razed in the 1950's to make way for Dodger Stadium. My now 90-year old friend Frank Wilkinson is featured on the CD, both in his spoken words and in a song about him, "Don't Call Me Red." For his advocacy on behalf of public housing and the poor as a city official in L.A. in those McCarthyite days, Frank was hauled before state and Congressional anti-Communist investigating committees, lost his job, and eventually spent a year in federal prison for his unsuccessful effort to invoke not the Fifth, but the First Amendment before the House Un-American Activities Committee. Frank's spent his whole life since as a crusader against government surveillance, and only in the last year or two have mobility issues stopped him from barnstorming the country half the year. Among the many recent acknowledgments of Frank's life, this is a particularly nice one.

  • Sarah Vowell: Assassination Vacation

    Sarah Vowell: Assassination Vacation
    I first heard of Sarah Vowell as the voice of Violet in The Incredibles. But she has a devoted NPR following, is in the McSweeney's crowd around Dave Eggers, and has published a few books, which are now on my wishlist. This one is nearly perfect, for me. Vowell takes a tour of various sites related to the first three Presidential assassinations: Lincoln, Garfield and McKinley. Her account is fully of funny observations (including an opening rant about bed-and-breakfasts), odd and appealing diversions, and strange facts about the Presidents, their relatives and murderers. Vowell unearths the line from the play that was the last sentence heard by Lincoln before Booth, who knew it would get a big laugh, pulled the trigger in perfect actor's timing; paints a picture of President Garfield as a man who lived for the pleasures of reading; and reveals that his assassination, the famous "disgruntled office seeker" Charles J. Guiteau, lived five years in an upstate N.Y. free-love commune where he couldn't get laid.

  • The Be Good Tanyas: Blue Horse

    The Be Good Tanyas: Blue Horse
    My attachment to this album, a belated birthday present, is further proof, according to my daughters, that I am a 25-year old lesbian trapped in the body of a 50-year old straight man.

  • David Plante: American Ghosts : A Memoir

    David Plante: American Ghosts : A Memoir
    A spiritual, almost mystical journey by the author, a novelist and teacher. I was drawn to Plante's earlier Francoeur family fiction trilogy because the sagas concerned French-Canadians in New England -- my people and one of the least-chronicled ethnic groups in the U.S. I didn't realize until I read this book just how much in common we have -- though he grew up in a French-Canadian enclave in Providence and I was in an Italian-American one at the other end of the state (no Rhode Island jokes, please!) in Westerly, as adults (he's about 15 years older) we both pursued ancestral investigations that traced our roots to France in the early 17th century, where the trail then runs cold. Toward the end, his fictional self takes over and imagines bits of the lives of forbears who are just names and dates in a parish registry -- something I've been tempted to do, since before my great-grandfather, Georges Lamarche, a doctor who followed French-Canadian millworkers to western Massachusetts, I have no idea of the lives earlier generations led. They left nothing tangible behind but headstones in the cemetery.

  • Ronan Bennett: Havoc, in Its Third Year : A Novel

    Ronan Bennett: Havoc, in Its Third Year : A Novel
    I started this British novel, kind of a detective story set in 1630's England in which the hero, a local coroner, tries to walk a line against Puritan town authorities determined to flog every drunk and hang every adulterer, the day Kansas Attorney General Phill Kline sued the state's abortion clinics to get the names of patients. So this dark but gripping book took on extra resonance. But then, the best historical novels seem contemporary. If there's a movie made of this, it could be cast with some of the new Republican Senators from the class of 2004.

  • Joan Silber: Ideas of Heaven: A Ring of Stories

    Joan Silber: Ideas of Heaven: A Ring of Stories
    Recent National Book Award finalist, a collection of linked short stories, in that a minor character in one emerges as a major character in another. Linked also in a strong preoccupation with sex and religion, and in treating the sweep of a life, chronologically told in first person -- not a small slice or a series of snapshots or flashbacks. Compared in various reviews to Alice Munro or William Trevor, but the stories set in China and Italy have more in common with Andrea Barrett. I liked most of them, but what struck me strongest was the story of a curmudgeonly, aging gay dancer and teacher that seemed to me to capture the way some wounded people use sarcasm and even meanness to mask their deep hurt and longing.

  • Joanna Newsom: Milk-Eyed Mender

    Joanna Newsom: Milk-Eyed Mender
    As I have learned from the reactions of those around me, this CD may not be to everyone's taste. Newsom has a very quirky voice -- think Melanie, Minnie Riperton, Mazzy Star, etc. But I like it.

  • : Ripley's Game

    Ripley's Game
    As I have read everything by Patricia Highsmith (strange dark tales of amoral people for someone with my generally sunny outlook, I know), you might expect I take an interest in the few films made from her books. The best of these is still the first, Hitchcock's Strangers on a Train. But this new DVD, for some reason never theatrically released in the U.S., is a worthy contender, based on one of the later Ripley novels and featuring John Malkovich as the middle-aged protagonist. He still gets away with everything, and you still root for him to get away with it. A bit creepier and more hair-trigger violent than my image of Ripley, but a great performance and a suspenseful, violent and occasionally wryly funny movie.

  • Colm Toibin: The Blackwater Lightship: A Novel

    Colm Toibin: The Blackwater Lightship: A Novel
    Toibin, who I'd never read until this summer, has been much reviewed and talked about lately for his recent novel about Henry James, The Master. Over the summer I read The Heather Blazing, his novel about a judge's strained relations with his family, and just finished The Blackwater Lightship, also set for the most part on the Irish coast. In it, a young man, Declan, who is dying of AIDS, calls for his sister, a school principal, and she and their mother and grandmother -- three generations of strong women who are too much alike one another to get along, and who discover simultaneously that Declan is mortally sick and that his is gay -- care for him, along with two of his friends, in the grandmother's guest house on the shore. The cover says that the book is being made into a Hallmark Hall of Fame broadcast, so I was expecting something a little schmaltzy, but this often painful examination of family relations never goes for the cheap tear, and ends quietly, without dramatic events or reconciliations. Yet I found myself in tears when I closed the book.

  • Duane Michals: The House I Once Called Home

    Duane Michals: The House I Once Called Home
    A lovely book: photographs, with wistful and poetic observations by the author, who returns to his childhood home in Pennsylvania, to find it decayed and overgrown. He takes pictures of the ruins and superimposes shots of family gatherings from years ago. Something very haunting and beautiful about it.

  • Brian Morton: A Window Across the River

    Brian Morton: A Window Across the River
    A beautiful novel, by someone I've met a few times -- we have several mutual friends -- about a photographer and a writer, Isaac and Nora, who renew their romance after a five-year gap. He worries that his promise with the camera is all behind him; she can only write by exposing the flaws of those she cares about. It's knowing and moving, and at the same time full of wry observations -- never too cute or show-offy about New York intellectual life, many of which I am tempted to quote. Just one: "He'd never met Tina Brown, but like everyone else in the publishing world, he referred to her by her first name. She was like Madonna for intellectuals." Of Morton's previous novel, the wonderful Starting Out in the Evening, in which a graduate student befriends an aging, out-of-print novelist, an Amazon reviewer wrote: "...the author quietly raises a number of questions about the utility of art, its power to inflect our dreams, and, finally, what makes a life well lived. It is to Morton's credit that he doesn't presume to answer such questions." All that applies as well to A Window Across the River.

  • Char Miller: Fifty Years of the Texas Observer

    Char Miller: Fifty Years of the Texas Observer
    When I got back from Texas, this was waiting in the mail with a nice inscription from Molly Ivins that suggested it would be a good idea for George Soros to buy Diebold, the electronic voting corporation owned by the chair of Bush's Ohio campaign. ..

  • DAI SIJIE: Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress : A Novel

    DAI SIJIE: Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress : A Novel
    A perfectly lovely little book about two young men sent to the countryside for labor and re-education during the Chinese Cultural Revolution. They discover a valise full of serious contraband -- classic novels in Chinese translation -- which they use to captivate the villagers, charm the little seamstress, and transport themselves into other worlds.

  • Iris Murdoch: Under the Net

    Iris Murdoch: Under the Net
    My friend Lew Perin had an inspired idea for my 50th birthday present -- he gave me original hardback editions of five novels published in the year I was born, 1954. I read the first of these. Under the Net, a few weeks ago. It was Murdoch's first novel, a comic one set in London and chronicling the adventures of Jake Donaghue, a dissipated translator reconnecting with a lost love. Her actress sister and a movie magnate/philosopher also figure in the action. No offense, Lew, but I didn't love it. I much prefer Murdoch's later, darker Gothic novels. Now I'm reading Kingsley Amis's Lord Jim, the second of the birthday books, and soon it's on to The Bridge Over the River Kwai and The Blackboard Jungle. 1954 was a good year in so many ways!

  • National Commission on Terrorist Attacks: The 9/11 Commission Report: Final Report of the National Commission on Terrorist Attacks Upon the United States

    National Commission on Terrorist Attacks: The 9/11 Commission Report: Final Report of the National Commission on Terrorist Attacks Upon the United States
    I hadn't planned on buying this, but when I was in my local independent bookstore yesterday, much of the "new and noteworthy" section was devoted to stacks of them, and they were flying off the shelves. I bought one and started to read it, and instantly understood that what I have been hearing is true: it's a gripping story told in plain English -- no bureaucratese to wade through. Now I can't put it down.

  • Katie Melua: Call Off the Search

    Katie Melua: Call Off the Search
    When I went to Amazon to get the ASIN # to add this, they said if you like this you'll like Jamie Cullum (see below) and Shelby Lynne, among others. Shows the Amazon database remains eerily prescient. I'd been hearing about her for a while, and when I went to buy the CD at Borders, I noticed cards had been placed in the Norah Jones section telling browsers that, yes, if they liked Norah Jones, go a few letters down the alphabet to Katie Melua. We are all so predictable. Particularly me, it seems. Like Cullum, like Joss Stone (some entries down), Melua is British and young (nineteen). Some covers, a few songs she wrote herself. There is a musical future, I am happy to report.

  • Jamie Cullum: Twentysomething

    Jamie Cullum: Twentysomething
    24-year old English singer/pianist who ranges from Cole Porter to Radiohead.

  • Maxx Barry: Jennifer Government: A Novel

    Maxx Barry: Jennifer Government: A Novel
    I came across this in an unusual way for me -- it was on the staff picks shelf at the mystery bookstore on Greenwich Avenue in the village. It looked offbeat -- set in a not-too-distant future in which the government is so weak it has to raise money from the victims in order to conduct criminal investigations, and everyone takes the surname of the powerful corporation they work for. Hence Jennifer Government is on the trail of John Nike, whose brilliant marketing idea for a new line of sneakers is to assassinate a few purchasers in order to increase their appeal. This is hard to categorize as either mystery or science fiction. At its best, which is often, it is really a political novel about the logical consequences of what George Soros would call market fundamentalism.(Jennifer's daughter, Kate Mattel, is so named because of her school's sponsor; the curriculum includes a course on Barbie.) It's funny and ingeniously plotted, and the way it all comes together at the end brought to mind Elmore Leonard. I liked it.

  • Rebecca Solnit: Hope in the Dark: Untold Histories, Wild Possibilities

    Rebecca Solnit: Hope in the Dark: Untold Histories, Wild Possibilities
    A short, eloquent, passionate book about activism in our time -- how much it matters, what it has changed, why we should be hopeful (with surrender as the alternative). She comes out of a take-to-the-streets part of the left I have never been that comfortable with, but writes with caring, humor and a lot of common sense and wisdom, knitting things together in an unusual way. I benefitted a lot from reading it.

  • Nellie McKay: Get Away From Me

    Nellie McKay: Get Away From Me
    Debut album by 19-year old singer very hard to characterize. Some people have said she's a cross between Eminem and Dinah Shore, and they have a point.

  • Jack Bass: Unlikely Heroes

    Jack Bass: Unlikely Heroes
    Terrific saga of four Deep South judges whose integrity and courage -- often at great personal cost -- is a pivotal part of the civil rights revolution of the '50s and '60s. I thought it was out of print until I read a piece by Bass in the May 3 Nation.

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May 21, 2009

Obama and the left

As the Obama Administration has in recent days taken a couple of steps in the civil liberties/national security area  – trying to block the release of torture photos and declaring an intent to retain some form of military commissions for terror suspects (while considering a system of preventive detention), the media has had some fun with a story line about the left’s “souring,” as Politico put it, on President Obama.  There were similar stories in the Financial Times and the Wall Street Journal.  As someone who spends a fair amount of time with a pretty broad spectrum of the so-called left, I think it’s a bogus narrative, and moreover reveals some uncomfortable realities about which people are perceived to speak for the left and what issues they consider important.

I should say first off that while I think the President was dealt an awful hand on Guantanamo, military commissions, the misdeeds of the prior administration and the like, I do have some serious concerns about the discontinuity in several areas between his policies in this realm and those of the Bush Administration.  I wouldn’t use the kind of language in condemning them that the Center for Constitutional Rights and, until this morning, the ACLU has been using, both because I think that is counterproductive and, more importantly, fails to recognize real and profound differences both in policy and tone.  But I think there are genuine concerns, and the human rights and civil liberties groups should continue to do their job and hold the Administration accountable.  It is not their job to worry about the political environment in which Obama is operating.

That said, there is something a little strange about a situation in which the President gives a thoughtful, passionate and eloquent speech on terrorism, national security and human rights, which he did today, which is extremely forceful in its reiteration of the end to torture and the closing of Guantanamo, despite the drumbeat of criticism he is getting from the right, and two things happen.  First, TPM Café, to take one prominent blog of the left, reports all day a steady parade of dismay from human rights and civil liberties organizations.  Second, Dick Cheney in his speech just following Obama’s, and Rush Limbaugh on his radio show this afternoon, essentially accuse the President of waving a white flag to Al Qaeda.  Both were categorical and withering in their attacks.  They heard the same speech that, say, Michael Ratner of CCR did.  Go figure.

Bottom line in terms of Obama’s leadership is that most people are likely to think he got it right, and is striking the right balance, in the metaphor he seems to favor.  I think for various reasons he strikes the balance too heavily on the alleged security side – the torture photos are going to come out anyway some way or another, and why be on the wrong side of that; we have a perfectly good judicial system to try suspected terrorists; long-term preventive detention violates core notions of human rights and due process – but I think he makes a thoughtful case, in the context of principles and values that I have come to trust in him, for why he lands where he does, and what he plans to do to safeguard rights given the choices he is making.  David Cole, no civil liberties slouch, says as much in a Times blog post today.  So let the fights go on, and I hope our civil liberties advocates win most of them and that they don’t have to find themselves too often in opposition to the President.

What I object to, though, and this is the point of the post that I am only now, quite long-windedly getting to, is the characterization of this important debate as an abandonment or betrayal of the left by Obama.  Here’s why.

In the first place, though other critics of the Administration’s civil liberties/security policies may not agree with me, I think Obama and the people around him are operating in entirely good faith.  This is not some kind of political triangulation, a Sister Souljah moment designed to show the broader public that Obama can smack down his friends – the kind of false test the center-right is always demanding of progressive politicians.  Obama has genuine real-world issues to balance, and I have no reason to believe he has not arrived at his few possibly mistaken decisions genuinely and in a typically thoughtful and engaged manner.

Second, who decided that the civil liberties of suspected terrorists – the toughest cases for almost anyone to figure out – are the make-or-break issue for “the left?”  Here we have an Administration that is making an all-out effort to pass national health care, and is nearer to getting it, or something close to it, than we have ever been, despite being in the middle of an economic crisis.  The stimulus package and the proposed budget constitute the largest shift in social welfare policy – the strongest series of steps to protect poor and working people – since the Great Society over forty years ago.  The long-delayed children’s health insurance bill was signed into law, and with the full inclusion of immigrant children, thanks to the leadership shown by the White House.  Great strides have been taken in changing our idiotic Cuba policy, with barely a whimper, thanks to Obama’s exquisite sense of timing, and we are moving on various fronts to talk with our adversaries and deal respectfully with parts of the world given the back of America’s hand by the Bush Adminstration.  The EPA and Interior Department have taken step after step to strengthen environmental standards and conservation, after years of a government which substantially dismantled regulations.  I could go on and on.

There is a category of concern among progressives that is not so much about where Obama comes out as about whether he is moving quickly or deliberately enough.  Despite being behind the tide of history, no one seems to fault him on his opposition to same-sex marriage.  But there are other obviously wrongheaded policies, like the ban on gays in the military, that he has not yet moved to reverse, despite declaring his intent to do so.  A number of steps, including the one I mentioned above on child health insurance, have been taken to bring about a more humane approach to the treatment of immigrants, but immigration reform is still in the pipeline.  He’s outspokenly pro-choice, and repealed the global gag rule on his second day in office, but has not moved on promised pro-choice legislation.  Same is true with respect to labor and the Employee Free Choice Act.  On all these matters, time will tell.  At this moment I choose to trust Obama’s intentions while working to create a climate in which he will have the room – and face the pressure, where necessary – to do the right thing.  He is doing so many other things at once, particularly on key issues of vital importance to poor people, that it is hard to fault Obama for not moving more quickly on immigration reform or a few other matters that are guaranteed red meat for the far right.  To judge from the Cuba policy and a number of other issues, the President has a better sense of timing than most of his critics.  (Not to mention a more genuinely democratic base of support, and a considerably more diverse Cabinet and White House staff than virtually any institution in the “progressive infrastructure,” but I’ll leave that discussion to another day.)

Another development that seems to be causing anxiety among some progressives is the Supreme Court vacancy created by David Souter’s resignation.  Here no one expects the President to appoint someone hostile to civil rights and liberties, but there are a number of voices calling on him to begin to counter the forty-year rightward trend on the court by selecting someone of avowedly liberal views, someone who will be a balance to Scalia and Thomas, even if their voice may be raised for many years in dissent.  I certainly think the court needs that, and over his four or eight-year opportunity to shape the court, I hope the President makes some picks like that – Harold Koh, for example, once he’s spent some time at the State Department.  But I think it’s unlikely he’ll do so now, guaranteeing a battle royal in the Senate when he is trying to move health care, the budget and other matters.  And by temperament and instinct, Obama doesn’t seem to think that way.  That’s fine with me.  But if it ends up as Elena Kagan or a similarly non-ideological warrior, I expect many of my fellow progressives to cluck about missed opportunities.

If I have any significant zone of worry about the Obama administration, it is not so much about discontinuity in national security policies as discontinuity in financial and banking policies.  Some good steps have been taken, like the credit card reform bill he is about to sign (despite its being saddled with appalling pro-gun provisions, since Western and Southern Democrats are no less in thrall to the NRA than Republicans), but I have a lot of disquiet about the Summers/Geithner axis and the possibility that the markets will recover, if not thrive for some time, without the necessary corrective actions to an out-of-control financial sector that thse guys had as much as anyone to do with creating, without genuine accountability, without recovery in the “real” economy.  We have progressive institutions that are strong and vocal on human rights and civil liberties, and that is vitally important.  But we lack the voices on economic justice, or the voices that are there lack the access to media.  Not to mention the fact that the policy infrastructure, the parallel universe of ideas to Rubinomics, has also suffered from underinvestment.

If what the left in America is most concerned about is poverty and inequality, Obama is shaping up as an extraordinary champion and deserves more vocal support. But that the media, looking as always for an intramural fight, focuses instead on an important but limited set of issues that have to do with identity and rights (and readers of this blog or anything else I’ve written and done for thirty years should know that I don’t have to establish my bona fides on those matters), and can find dissatisfaction there, it is because what they see as the principal organs of the left have little to say or do about the issues of most concern to the lives of poor and working people.  We have lost ground steadily in debates over the Supreme Court, and the role of judges generally in recent decades, because we have allowed those debates to be framed almost entirely in terms of issues like separation of church and state or abortion.  I want a court that forcefully upholds those rights. But I also want one that is, as the President has put it to the derision of the right, “empathetic” to those who have been economically marginalized in a society all of whose key institutions have steadily sided in recent years with the rich against the poor.  If we can get people to care about the Supreme Court not just because it is going to stop some Alabama judge from putting the Ten Commandments on the courthouse lawn, not just because it is going to force the government to treat a suspected terrorist more fairly, but also because the court has a critical role to play in fairness for working people, we will have made a genuine and important change in this country’s politics.

Because I think Obama has a deep understanding of all this, despite doing some things – and he will do more, no doubt – that we may be bound to oppose, I have more confidence in him at this juncture than in most of his liberal critics.  So this is one fairly satisfied liberal (or whatever we call ourselves these days) right now.

March 05, 2008

You know you have politics a bit too much on the brain

When Michelle Obama appears to you in a dream and tells you Hillary will win Ohio by four points and Texas by one. And that was in Paris, where I was trying not to pay attention to US election developments. So, the morning after, it looks like this will go on a bit longer -- though the delegate math, as Jonathan Alter pointed out in Newsweek, is inexorably in Obama's direction. This slight delay in getting rid of the likes of Harold Ickes, Terry McAuliffe, Mark Penn, Sidney Blumenthal (though he IS a good writer, when not breaking kneecaps off for the Clintons) and Howard Wolfson would be tolerable if I didn't know that most of them will slide comfortably into CNN or MSNBC punditry, never being far from my eyes and ears -- unless I can shake my election addiction.

November 02, 2007

Clinton, Obama and me: a confession

Last week the New York Times had an article, in the Metro section, about Barack Obama's days in New York in the 1980's, interviewing people he worked with at some kind of finance office and at NYPIRG, the Ralph Nader-founded organizing group, where he was assigned to work the City College campus.  The gist of the article was that some people who knew Obama then had a somewhat different recollection of the times than the candidate writes about in his memoir and refers to in various speeches, that he overstates both the soullessness of the business job and the cluelessness of the largely white, good-government NYPIRG types, the better to make a point about his political and personal awakening.

A few months ago the Times had a front-page story based on letters that the young Hillary Clinton wrote from Wellesley to a guy she was close to in high school.  This cretin had sold or otherwise made available the letters to the Times.  They contained no startling revelations about her plans for Marxist world domination, lesbian love affairs, or disregard for Tammy Wynette, Billy Graham or NASCAR.  But they were the earnest musings of a college student going through all the personal and political changes that college students go through, which is to say they were at times quite cringe-worthy.

Both of these articles evoked strong sympathy pangs in me.  In Obama's case, because I find that my memory is poor for events in my crowded life, even ten or twenty years ago, and because, like most people, I have a tendency to embellish my past a bit to make myself look better, or sometimes worse, depending on which makes for a better story.  In Clinton's case, because, readers of this blog will not be surprised to know, I have run my mouth off about my innermost thoughts in reams of diaries and letters ever since I learned the Palmer Method.  I have enough of these, going thirty-five years back and more, and come across and read them from time to time, always producing a strong impulse to go back in time and slap and vigorously shake my pompous, pretentious, oh-so-worldly 19- or 22-year old self.  I even cringe at the self that emerges in the letters I have from others who are responding to some letter I wrote them that I haven't seen since I dropped it in the mailbox 33 years ago.  I shudder to think that my letters to them are still out there.  Half the time, I swear, I can hardly remember the person I was engaged in some intense exchange with, much less the events that gave rise to such heated communication.  So I feel for Hillary Clinton.  No one should have to be reminded of what a jerk you were in college, at least not by someone other than your long-suffering parents.  (And let's not forget that this woman has already had to endure the release of a government report documenting the minute details of what her husband's lover did with a cigar, etc.  That's enough revelation for twelve lifetimes.)

The Obama issue is slightly different, at least so far.  What's going on there is the normal human tendency (the normal one -- not the tendency to fabricate your resume or your war medals) to embellish events of the past, partly because it makes for a better story, which you come to believe yourself, the more you tell it,  and partly because you hardly remember the events in the first place, so you fill in the blanks.  Thinking about the Obama article, I realized that I've probably embellished the stories I like to tell about my own life.

Sometimes I give the impression that I was a kind of Horatio Alger figure, pulling myself up by the bootstraps.  I often say that I was the first in my generation to go to college, which is true.  But my great-grandfather was a doctor,  my grandfather an optician, my father a salesman, and I'm a foundation executive -- kind of reverse evolution.  True, as I say, my parents never took me to visit any college I applied to, and certainly were in no position to pull any strings to help me get into Columbia, where I was admitted on a fluke.  But it's also true that every job I had before coming to New York my father got me, by putting a word in with the friend who ran the men's clothing store (whose books he did at night) or the commodore at the Yacht Club, who was one of his bosses at the elastic web manufacturing company whose wares he sold to clothing firms all over New England.  I often say that I never went to an art museum or an orchestra performance, or flew in an airplane, until I was an adult, and all of that is true, also.  I say that most of the books in my family's home were Reader's Digest Condensed Versions, which is true, and that almost every book I owned as a child was a 29-cent Golden Book from the grocery store rack.  I never even heard of most of the classic children's books until I was a nursery school teacher myself.

But both of my parents, who never went to college -- my father because he was one of seven, and the only one who got higher education was my Aunt Jackie, who went into the convent, and my mother because no one considered that an option for a girl, and she was one of six -- were (and are, still, in my mother's case) very literate people who were always reading a book, who always did the crossword puzzle, who were incapable of misspelling a word or making a grammatical error.  Everything I am in those respects I owe to them, that I'm crystal-clear about.  The one trip my family did take in my entire childhood -- when my father and grandfather packed my brother and me in the  back of the station wagon after the Ed Sullivan show one Sunday night and took turns at the wheel driving us to Washington, DC, where my uncle was stationed in the Navy, and where we spent the week visiting the Mint, the F.B.I., the Smithsonian, Mount Vernon and so on, made an impression that lasts to this day.   The man who has 37 miniature plastic statues of the Presidents lined up in order on a shelf in his bathroom is the child of that trip.

I digress a bit.  My basic point is that I am sure that many people who have heard me talk about my background have come away with a slightly different impression of it than what is probably the actual reality, even though I have never lied about anything (to my knowledge).  So it is with other stories in my repertoire.  I introduced a gay rights resolution in 1970 at the New England Model Congress in Springfield, where I was a delegate.  I slept naked on a wooden slab suspended from the wall by two chains, with only a rolled-up piece of toilet paper for a pillow, when I was arrested for alleged possession of controlled substances in 1974.  I ran my Scholastic Press Award-winning high school newspaper into the ground in 1971 when my principled decision to cut sports team coverage lost our modest advertising base.  All good stories.  All essentially true.  But I wonder. 

If I was running for President, some kid from Attleboro High School might surface to say he co-sponsored the resolution at the model congress, and I was in the bathroom when it was debated.  The cop who booked my friends and me in Suffolk County that early October night in 1974 might produce the then-governing regulations for the county jail and show that all prisoners got blankets as standard issue, or that there were no closed-circuit t.v. cameras in the cells, as I always stress when I tell the story.  Brother Brendan, the St. Bernard's High School principal with whom I recall a very unpleasant conversation about the fate of The Sabre, might tell reporters that I was a distracted and inattentive manager who preferred to spend more time hanging around with my clique of cool, self-styled cultural and political sophisticates in the Seminar Room (our version of The Algonquin Round Table) than doing the hard work of reporting and editing.  I don't think  that's the case, but it might be.  Or worse, some long-forgotten fellow student or colleague with a yen for fifteen minutes of celebrity or an axe to grind might come forward with his or her own embellished version of the past, and all of a sudden I'm Al Gore in 2000, inventor of the Internet and the inspiration for Love Story.

So I feel the pain of Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton.  And before signing this off, may I say that I think I met Obama at a dinner party in Hyde Park when he was a State Senator, as I've been telling people, though he left before dinner, but it's possible he was delayed in Springfield for a vote and never made it at all.  But Michelle was there, I'm sure of it -- but I'm sure she and the kids left early. Or maybe she had to pick them up from the sitter's.  It's hard to recall -- it was seven or eight long years ago.  And I really did talk for five minutes with Obama, by then a U.S. Senator, at a D.C. gala dinner a few years ago, and he really did do a very good job of at least pretending he was familiar with all the good works I was doing in the philanthropic world.  Though it may have been only three minutes.  Or maybe two.  And he might have called me "Gary."

October 16, 2007

I don't want a President too dumb to pack a novel when he travels -- or a Sudoku book, even

"More recently, in a Fox News interview, Mr. Romney made an unusual aside when he described how charged up he often gets after a day of campaigning.

"'I find myself having to read for an hour or so before I can fall asleep," he said. "And thanks to the Gideons, I've got good material."

-- "Gingerly, Romney Seeks Ties to Christian Right," New York Times, October 16

[Alternative title for this post:  Sure.  More likely: "Name of Movie Will Not Appear on Bill."]

October 13, 2007

Maybe Arthur Dove Opposed Social Security...

One of the penalties I pay for being involved in public policy issues is that I find it necessary to readEdward_hopper  The Weekly Standard, to see if on occasion the right-wing has any new or interesting ideas besides trashing anyone to the left of Joe Lieberman as a secret Marxist or Islamofascist fellow traveler.  (The answer, by the way, at this writing is:  no.)  But from time to time there is something that amuses me greatly, and so it was with the latest issue, featuring the late artist Edward Hopper on the cover.  Why, you may ask, is the organ of the U.S. right featuring on its cover an artist who died forty years ago ?  Turns out he was a "McKinley conservative," though quiet about his politics, and among other things he opposed FDR's court-packing moves in the 1930s.

Well, things are a little rough for the right these days, so they can be forgiven for claiming a long-dead artist as a lost hero of the movement.  I look forward to more such excavations:  In Next Week's Standard -- Enrico Caruso Was a Supply Sider!  Sarah Bernhardt Opposed Partial Birth Abortion!

October 02, 2007

Hillary -- and us -- at this moment

The success of Hillary Clinton's campaign to date -- how much she's outclassed her leading opponents with her knowledge and assuredness (and I write this as an Obama favorer, still leaning toward him but waiting and wishing for him to justify the slightly audacious nature of his candidacy), how she's widening her early lead, how her nomination is coming to seem more likely, and how her election as President in November 2008 is an event with better odds in her favor than anyone else in the race in either party -- has, not surprisingly, led to a backlash.  She and the Clinton juggernaut can take care of themselves pretty well -- indeed, the fact that they can is a significant part of her appeal, as someone who can take a licking and keep on ticking -- but some of the backlash offends me, and as a non-Hillary partisan I want to take a moment to say why.

Some of it is plainly sexist.  Hillary -- and is it sexist to call her by her first name, which we tend not to do with John, Joe, Bill, etc.?  But otherwise how to distinguish her from her Presidential husband? -- as a "hellish housewife" who is such a nag we elect her to shut her up?  Impossible to imagine a male candidate being referred to in that way.  Quoted by Maureen Dowd (who has her own issues), Leon Wieseltier, the literary editor of the New Republic, says:  “She’s never going to get out of our faces. ... She’s like some hellish housewife who has seen something that she really, really wants and won’t stop nagging you about it until finally you say, fine, take it, be the damn president, just leave me alone.”  Yeah, it must be pretty tough, Leon,  when you're trying to watch the big game and the ball-and-chain wants you to fork over the charge card so she can run up a big charge at the Bergdorf's sale.  Sometimes it's easier just to give in than fight.  Women are like that.

Shame on him, and shame on Dowd for associating herself with that view.

And some of the Hillary backlash is beginning to remind me of what did in Howard Dean ("the scream") and Al Gore ("the sigh").  In her case, it's the laugh, or as some would have it, the cackle.  Whole New York Times story on that last week.  It's hard to believe this is happening, but I know we should all be alert to a wholly manufactured, pack-of-press-wolves story when we see one in the making, particularly given the performance of the press in the last few elections in contributing to the making of a lasting impression of the careful and fact-respecting Al Gore as a liar and exaggerator and the moderate Howard Dean as a dangerous radical.  The caricature of Hillary as the love child of Che Guevara and Evita Peron has always been wildly at odds with the lengthy known record, and outside the hard right, it's falling away with exposure.  But riding ridiculous issues like her laugh can, and is intended to, annihilate her authenticity, and whatever we think of her policies -- which are more than fair game -- no one who cares about the integrity of our politics should stand by and watch it happen.  Exactly the kind of thing you think Frank Rich would be writing about. Except he's too busy knocking Hillary.

September 23, 2007

Bipartisan ranting

Matt Bai has a shrewd piece in today's New York Times Week in Review about how MoveOn.org, despite the heavy attacks rained down in it by the "Petraeus/Betray Us" ad, probably helped solidify and extend its support among its progressive donor base.  No doubt.  In general, I like MoveOn, and know a number of the key leaders (if such a non-hierarchical organization can be said to have them).  I probably know, though I haven't checked into it, the creative geniuses behind the Petraeus ad.  Nevertheless, I think it was a stupid blunder, whether or not it boosted MoveOn's coffers.

It's not that I think we should be civil and polite about this obscene war, and I aim to be less and less polite about it from now on.  It's that when your tactic gratifies your opponents, makes life much more difficult for your allies, and shifts the public discussion away from where you want it to be -- well, that's no reason to crow.

As for the Republicans, strangely in the position of having their eventual nominee be anyone's guess, with each of the alternatives even more highly flawed than in a normal election cycle, it is tempting to go a bit easier on them.  But I find myself ticked off by the fairly gentle media coverage of Giuliani's pandering speech to the National Rifle Association.  Maureen Dowd this morning got in a few good digs, mainly on his cell-phone schtick, but here is this supposedly tough guy -- the guy many Republicans (and God forbid some Democrats and Independents) are drawn to in spite of his ideological transgressions and multiple marriages because they think he can Stand Up to Islamofascist Terrorists -- who is quaking so much at the gun lobby, safe enough for him to take on when he was trolling for votes on the Upper West Side but not now,  as he bends down before the far-right Republican base, that he can't eat enough crow.  Romney's even worse, since at least Giuliani has the grace not to pretend he loves to dress up in camouflage and shoot rabbits, and there are a few things, like immigration and abortion, where he hasn't contorted himself into quite the pretzel shape that makes Romney the envy of aspiring yogis everywhere.

One of them, I suppose, will emerge as the Republican nominee, and the flip-flopper in the 2008 Presidential election will not be the Democratic candidate, whoever it is.  Whatever one things of Clinton, Obama and Edwards, so far they hold the same positions on the key issues that they held, say, four years ago.

August 22, 2006

Another primary victim?

I learned in Alaska last week that the incumbent Governor, Frank Murkowski (who left a Senate seat to take up resident in the state capitol in 2003, then appointed his daughter to the vacancy he created) is in danger of losing his job in the Republican primary taking place today.  As of last week he was running third, at 17%  in the polls, but the more politically savvy Alaskans I spoke with refused to count him out, so it will be interesting to see what happens today.  It's not everyday an incumbent loses in a primary, and it's a measure of the isolation of Alaska that until today's Seattle Times story I'd seen nothing about in the press outside the state.  And as the article demonstrates, there are quirky reasons for it that have little to do with national trends.  Murkowski is famously cranky and curmudgeonly (in contrast to his sparking daughter, who was elected in her own right in 2004 and wins plaudits all around despite the sketchy circumstances of her initial appointment), but so is the state's senior Senator, Ted Stevens, and he seems beloved by people across the political spectrum.  The state seems to produce more than its share of iconoclastic politicians.

January 16, 2006

Who is a bigot?

This seems like a good question to consider on the holiday devoted to Martin Luther King.  A few things have put me in mind of it recently --  the spectacle of Judge Samuel Alito's confirmation hearings, and the very good New York Times Magazine article yesterday on "covering", by an associate dean of the Yale Law School,  Kenji Yoshino.

My heart sinks at the quite likely prospect that Alito will take a seat on the Supreme Court.  We reminisce about how Robert Bork was stopped because his views of the Constitution were too extreme for most Americans, but in fact he was stopped because of that and because the Democrats controlled the United States Senate with 55 votes.  Now the Republicans are in that enviable position.  Simple political equations tell us that when you keep losing elections -- and when the kind of Republicans elected, with but a handful of exceptions, are on the right wing of their increasingly right-wing party -- you make it all but impossible to stop bad judges or almost any bad nominees.  The trap set for our side is that a judicial nominee has to be exposed as a crook or a bigot in order to attract a "no" vote from a nervous Red State Democrat or a New England moderate Republican, who might as well be on the endangered species list along with the spotted owl.

It's the wrong test, of course.  The bigotry one -- where Lindsey Graham's defense of Judge Alito against these spurious charges caused his wife to leave the hearing room in tears -- speaks volumes about where we are in this country on race and other discrimination issues.  For many Americans, it seems, standing in the schoolhouse door to bar the entry of a black student, or turning the fire hoses on civil rights demonstrators equates with racism, and since we see little of that any more in America -- and virtually none of it from public officials -- racism is a thing of the past.  Or where it emerges, as it does with some regularity, in police violence or in incidents like the torture and murder of James Byrd in Jasper, Texas a few years back, we can all comfort ourselves that these are the acts of an ostracized few, who receive the punishment they deserve from a civilized and shocked society.

So no, by those standards, Samuel Alito is not a bigot, nor are any of the men and women who will vote to confirm him, or the conservative justices alongside whom he will soon, barring an unforseen development, take a seat.  But consider the words of my friend Ted Shaw, director-counsel of the NAACP Legal Defense and Education Fund, testifying last week against Alito and dealing with the "bias" charge:

MR. SHAW I want to be very clear because one of the members of this committee raised the issue of whether anyone was alleging that Judge Alito harbors a bias. I want to be very clear at the Legal Defense Fund - on behalf of the Legal Defense Fund - that we are not saying that he harbors racial bias or that he's a racist. That would, as I indicated before, diminish all of us.

Whatever his reason for ruling the way he does in cases, the record is consistently clear, as my colleague and friend Reginald Turner has indicated and as our report has indicated. It is very difficult for African-American plaintiffs in civil rights cases to prevail. Now it's not limited to African-American plaintiffs, but those are the individuals whom we represent at the Legal Defense Fund. Certainly his view of the interpretation of civil rights laws extends to gender discrimination, some of the cases of which we've highlighted in our report. And it extends to other areas with respect to individual rights.

Now, we believe that his views, with respect to reapportionment, which have been aired here are deeply troubling. We believe in the area of criminal justice, his views are troubling. But I particularly want to point to an area about which we have a deep concern.

The analogy with baseball has been very popular - and I want to end on this point - before this committee and in these nominations. And Judge Alito at one time used to like to say about affirmative action that Henry Aaron would not be regarded as the all-time home run king and hero that he is if the fences had been moved in whenever he came to bat.

I think that reflects a fundamental misunderstanding about affirmative action. The issue, with respect to civil rights and affirmative action advocates, is not asking - is not about asking that the fences be moved in. It's about asking about an opportunity to take the field, to stand at the plate. It's about opportunity to play the game.

We have a structural racism in this country that is deeply entrenched, centuries beyond the original sin of slavery and decades beyond the systematized system of racial apartheid that Brown v. Board of Education began to dismantle.  (For just a few of the manifestations of this, see my introduction to the OSI Annual Report, available at www. soros.org, or my 2003 Ylvisaker Award speech, linked on the right-hand column of this blog.)  But we have very few bigots as traditionally defined.  It's not useful, or right, to run around calling people racists, or rise up in indignation at false bigotry charges, as Lindsey Graham did, when the sum of a man's policies and positions are bad for the interests of black and brown people at every pivotal moment.  We have to find a new way to talk about this.

Kenji Yoshino's article, drawn from a forthcoming book, makes a real contribution in this regard, for it gives a name to what traditionally-discriminated-against minorities have to do to "pass" in the contemporary world, where being black or gay is not in most instances a barrier to employment or advancement, but being TOO black or gay (wearing cornrows or getting married in Massachusetts) is.

December 19, 2005

Over the Top: The Left Version

To the extent that I wrote about politics and government in this space, the right, and particularly the Bush Administration, is my principal target, and deservedly so.  It's the worst, scariest U.S. government in my lifetime, and probably ever.  I will continue to bash away at it.

But sometimes my friends -- or, broadly speaking, ideological allies -- scare me, too, and an ad in last Monday's New York Times is a prime example.  "We Demand Bush Step Down," urges www.worldcan'twait.org   There's a bullet list of administration sins -- lying, torturing, fostering greed, blocking abortions, etc. -- and then this striking sentence, leading off the narrative:  "People look at all this and think of Hitler -- and they are right to do so." 

I added the emphasis.  This is way, way over the top.  If there is virtually no difference between Bush and Hitler, bad as things are, then words have lost their meaning.  Moreover, it is the kind of thing that closes the minds of the people you are trying to persuade, overwhelming whatever legitimate argument you are trying to make.  (And I believe an increasingly strong case can be made for impeachment, utterly remote as the chances of that are with a Republican-controlled Congress.)  And the idea that Bush will be driven out of office by a people's movement is a fantasy.

It doesn't surprise me that Ward Churchill, Lynne Stewart or Mumia Abu-Jamal would put their names to this ad, but a number of other names -- some of whom are friends and colleagues of mine -- do surprise and disappoint me.  I don't know what misguided impulse of solidarity caused pro-choice activists like Frances Kissling and Warren Hern, scholars like Frances Fox Piven or Rosalind Petchesky, or writers like Russell Banks and Kurt Vonnegut to sign this, but it is harder to take them seriously now that they have.

Check this out: some web links

  • StoryCorps - Interview Your Loved Ones
    You may have heard some of the StoryCorps interviews on National Public Radio. It's a simple, terrific project started by radio journalist and MacArthur Fellow Dave Isay a few years ago. There's a recording studio in Grand Central -- and, more recently, one at Ground Zero in Manhattan and two mobile booths traveling the country -- and anyone can sign up and conduct a facilitated 40-minute interview with a friend or relative. You walk away with a professional quality CD, and one copy goes to an oral history archive in the Library of Congress. I took my mother there last week, and we had a wonderful talk about various things, including how my parents met and what disasters befell them on their honeymoon trip. Check out this link for audio excerpts from a variety of StoryCorps sessions (there are dramatic ones, but my favorites are the most "ordinary") and instructions on how to participate and support.
  • Bach Vespers at Holy Trinity - home
    I hadn't been to one of these services -- performed many Sundays at 5 pm -- in almost thirty years, and they remain one of the great treasures of New York. A candlelight vespers service with a Bach cantata at the core, some motets and hymns, and a short homily commenting on the work. Pay what you wish at the offering. Bach seems to be the core mission of this West Side Lutheran Church, and they take it quite seriously. We are all the richer.
  • The Sassy Curmudgeon
    So my daughter Una has a blog, too. It's extremely funny, don't take my word for it. More revealing than mine, at least about her seemingly lush life. I never knew her to be a curmudgeon, this sweet lovely girl I have known from her first breath, but on the evidence of the blog, she has inherited the LaMarche gene for Tourette's-like cursing and impatience with trivial impediments to daily life. Her sister, too. So nice to have a legacy:)
  • The Huffington Post
    News and regular posts by a variety of writers, politicians, activists and cultural figures invited by Huffington to join her group blog. I will be posting there from time to time.
  • Northnode, Inc. - "To be of use" Marge Piercy
    I saw this poem framed in a big poster on the wall of my friend and colleague Ed Skloot's office, made note of it, and it's amazing what you can get to on the web. "The pitcher cries for water to carry, and a person for work that is real."
  • Tall, Slim & Erect
    Photographs of plastic miniature statues of U.S. Presidents -- just through Nixon, when apparently demand dried up -- with oddball information about them. I own a set myself -- my second, actually. But that's another story. They are lined up in my study, with a George W. Bush rubber dog chew toy looming over them.
  • Cartoonbank.com
    This is The New Yorker's cartoon site. An amazing feature is that it seems you can order not only prints and some original art, but have virtually any cartoon in the bank printed on notecards or a t-shirt.
  • ABCNEWS.com : The Note
    This is a lot of fun for political junkies. Produced by ABC News' political division, it is auite comprehensive daily roundup of stories about the 2004 Presidential campaign, with links to all the articles mentioned. Lots of wry, sometimes too arch and inside wit. You may need to register when visiting the site for the first time, but once in, you may become addicted.
  • Television Without Pity
    I happen to watch t.v., too, but the only show I never miss is 24, now in Season Four on Fox Monday nights at 9. This website, which tracks a number of shows (including that one) in Soap Opera Digest-style fashion, but with irreverent, often hysterical touches, is a lot of fun. Selection of shows, which is not comprehensive, skews young and hip -- no synopses of Judging Amy or 60 Minutes here.
  • Make your own fortune cookies
    Here's a site where you can have custom fortune cookies made. Substitute them for what comes with the orange slices after a Chinese meal and have fun with your friends.

My archives, he said pretentiously

  • How Vast the Left-Wing Conspiracy
    Transcript of a November 30 panel at the Hudson Institute with me, Rob Stein of the Democracy Alliance and Byron York of the National Review.
  • The crisis of democracy in America Gara LaMarche - openDemocracy
    Article I published in mid-2005 in Open Democracy, a British-based global web journal, about endangered institutions in the U.S. -- the media, the academy, the courts.
  • Putting the "Human" Back in Human Rights
    Talk I gave earlier in July to the International Human Rights Funders Group, opening with a somewhat shaggy story about the time I presented at my then-kindergarten-aged daughter's class "Career Day."
  • Georgetown Forum on Philanthropy
    Panel I was on with Emmett Carson, Chair of the Council on Foundations, Cecilia Munoz of National Council of La Raza, William Schambra of the Bradley Center on Philanthropy, and Pablo Eisenberg, former director of the Center for Community Change and longtime progressive critic of philanthropy. I agreed more with Bill than Pablo, which makes me worry...
  • Immigrant Communities in the Crossfire
    Talk I gave to San Francisco Bay Area funders. Read it to find out which U.S. President lamented that a weakness of the American character is that there are so few "growlers and kickers" among us.
  • Kennedy Library Forum: Human Rights: Then and Now
    Transcript of a forum a few years ago at the Kennedy Library, where I was on a panel to mark the publication of my friend Jeri Laber's memoir about her work in the human rights movement. Moderated by John Shattuck, an old ACLU colleague who served in various posts in the Clinton State Department and now heads the JFK Library and Foundation. Like most transcripts, my comments read much less coherently than I thought I sounded at the time.
  • Gara LaMarche
    Profile of me from UC-Irvine's Social Science Journal, from an interview I did a year ago when I gave a lecture there. Makes me sound much more noble than I actually am.
  • American Prospect piece on human rights in the United States
    You should check out the special issue of The American Prospect about the growing movement -- ever more urgents in the wake of Abu Ghraib -- to make the United States adhere to international human rights standards. I have a short article surveying a bunch of reports -- all available on the web, with links provided -- that are pioneering in looking at U.S. rights problems through that lens. The rest of the issue is great, too, with pieces by Anthony Lewis, Cass Sunstein, former U.N. High Commissioner and Irish President Mary Robinson, and many others.
  • School of Social Sciences Distinguished Speaker Series
    Apparently there is a video here of the democracy speech I gave at UC-Irvine in January. I'm afraid to look.
  • When Foundations Should Lead -- and When They Should Get Out of the Way
    Speech I gave to the Donor Forum of Wisconsin, containing some thoughts I have been developing about the responsibility of "elites" to speak out, and more familiar -- in the "trade" -- stuff about why foundations should engage in public policy and do more general, multi-year funding of organizations.
  • The Council on Foundations - Remarks Accepting Ylvisaker Award
    Why I was not too popular with the Texas host committee at the Council on Foundations annual meeting in Dallas last year.
  • Speech and Equality: Do We Really Have to Choose?
    1996 NYU Press collection of essays, edited by me, on perceived tensions between free speech and equality: abortion clinic protests, "hate speech," sexual harassment laws. I thought I had bought up all the unsold copies of this extremely low-selling book, but I see they list it on their website. If not available there, I'll sell you one for $11.99 or best offer...
  • The virtues and vices of philanthropy
    Article in a conservative philanthropy journal about what foundations do well and poorly.
  • Compassionate Aversionism
    2001 Nation review of two books connected with the Manhattan Institute, a New York-based conservative think tank. Still seems highly relevant, more than three years into Bush II.
  • Suppose We Had a Real Democracy in the United States? A Time for Imagination
    Speech I gave at the University of California at Irvine, January 28, 2004.
  • TAP: Vol 12, Iss. 10. Ending Executions. Gara LaMarche.
    American Prospect review of books on the death penalty
  • Six Months On, and Counting
    Nation review of several post-9/11 compilations
  • TAP: Vol 13, Iss. 11.
    American Prospect review of Michael Ignatieff's book on human rights
  • PND Newsmakers
    Post-September 11 interview with the Foundation Center
  • The Chronicle: 4/17/2003: Sabbatical Among Ex-Prisoners Is Transforming for a Foundation Vice President
    The diary I kept when working with returning prisoners at the Fifth Avenue Committee
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