Race to the Bottom

You might have heard about this but here’s the very abbreviated version:

Two 27 year-old Black male lawmakers were expelled from the Tennessee state legislature this week for participating in a peaceful protest to speak up about gun violence on behalf of their constituents – both young and old – who were not being heard – after three 3rd graders were murdered by a shooter using an assault weapon at a Nashville religious school two weeks ago.

A third lawmaker who participated in the protest, a 60 year-old White woman and retired teacher who lived through a high school shooting in 2007 but still sees the faces of her terrified students in her mind’s eye daily, was NOT expelled.

When asked why, she looked a reporter in the eyes and said, quite plainly, it was because of the color of my skin.

Forever known as The Tennessee Three

Duh, you might say. 

Nevertheless, the point needs to be made.

Again and again. 

Until it sinks in.

For all the national media coverage this has ignited, it’s obvious American’s original sin of racism is not going away any time soon.  It’s also plain to see that those who seek to address it in the hallways of government or through the walkways of their everyday lives, have their work cut out for them.

Can you imagine?

On the other hand, so do those who seek to silence us. 

They’re losing the battle on this and many other social issues and they don’t like it.

Let’s take school shootings and gun violence.

More than half of Americans now want assault weapons banned and more than that want stricter gun laws across the board.  Three of four of us want to raise the age to purchase a gun to 21 years old.

Nevertheless, the answer of the overwhelmingly white, straight, male legislators of Tennessee to this latest slaughter of grade schoolers in their state is to add some security guards at key locations and simultaneously LOOSEN the requirements around purchasing a firearm in their state.

Sorry not sorry for the cursing

Never mind that there was a security guard present 15 YEARS AGO at the shooting that third lawmaker witnessed.   You can also forget that more than 70% of the country, including a majority of Tennesseans, want more, not less, restrictions around guns

But maybe not. 

Because being terrified en masse to speak our minds is not what we Americans do, as a whole.  It’s simply not a democratic tradition.

When our lawmakers refuse to hear us what we do, among other things, is stage peaceful protests, often on the floors of our legislatures and many times led by our local representatives, in order to get our points across.

We act up, we disrupt and we GET LOUDER. 

This is how you raise your voice

That is what happened with civil rights, the Vietnam War, women’s rights, gay liberation, AIDS activism, climate change and so many other issues too numerous to mention.

It won’t immediately end the inequities but it is a proven, effective way to push a growing boulder of dissent up the hill towards recognition by an intractable minority intent on keeping the status quo in place.

It is one of the mechanisms by which democratic societies evolve and it is how real change, incremental though it might be, happens.

Sure is

Rep. Justin Jones, Rep. Justin Pearson and Rep. Gloria Johnson are united in advocating for sensible gun laws in a governing body controlled by an immovable super majority of entrenched white southern males who wield their power in every way possible so as not to hear them or the tens of thousands of citizens they represent.

Those guys are so petty they stuck newly elected Rep. Johnson in a broom closet of a windowless office during the pandemic when she wouldn’t vote for their majority leader of choice. 

They spit at Rep. Jones and urinated on his desk because they objected to his activist roots and his refusal to go along. 

They even told Rep. Pearson to consider a new career if you won’t follow the rules when he showed up in a traditional African dashiki and sporting a large, natural Afro hairdo, at his swearing in ceremony earlier this year. 

Heroic and handsome??

Of course, there was no specific dress code for that House floor.  Just as there was no law or tradition against Pres. Obama wearing that tan suit in the Oval Office all those years ago.

The latter sounds almost quaint now, doesn’t it?

Yet here’s the real point. 

If intransigent lawmakers think a few insults or pre-arranged vote counts will this easily thwart the desire of the vast majority for change, they are being willfully, and sadly, ignorant.

Rep. Johnson wasn’t deterred by her teeny office or even by the sexist remarks they hurled at her.  Instead, she famously dragged her desk out in the hallway, conducting her business there.  And rather than be quiet in thanks for allowing her to stay in her duly elected seat, this week she chose to speak out against the obvious racism they exercised to expel her two younger colleagues as any true ally would.

This is why she and the Justins are quite aptly referred to as The Tennessee Three.

This is America

Of course, the road will be a bit more complicated for those two younger men in this very southern state given their skin color and Gen Z, take no prisoners style.

Yet if their fellow legislators continue their final gasping grab of power and refuse to recognize the wants and needs of the majority of Tennesseans, not to mention the rest of the country, they will do so at their own peril. 

Because they will lose.

Gen Z will save the world

A brief look at both Justins show us they are not to be underestimated and are, in fact, among the smartest, savviest and most qualified representatives of any color Gen Z could have manufactured for this fight.

Justin Jones was raised in Oakland and is a former intern for veteran U.S. Congressman Barbara Lee.  His mother is Filipino, his father is Black and his Mom raised him while putting herself through nursing school.

He graduated from Fisk University, a renowned black college in Nashville, enrolled in Divinity School at Vanderbilt University, and then became a community activist who successfully campaigned for the removal of the bust of a Ku Klux Klan grand wizard that was long displayed in Tennessee’s state capitol. 

Jones (left) with the statue before it was removed

He then led a series of protests after the murder of George Floyd against the state’s loosening gun laws in that very capitol, and kept at it after being arrested more than a dozen times, until he himself was elected as a legislator.  He drew such ire from conservative members that he was recently forced to file a police report against one of them, Rep. Justin Lafferty, when the latter grabbed his phone away and shoved him while filming protests on the Capitol floor.

Note: Previously, Lafferty was mainly known for suggesting that the infamous 3/5 compromise in the Civil War era – which allowed slaveholding states to count 60% of their slave population as citizens in order to gain more representation in Congress but did NOT require them to give those slaves any constitutional rights – as evidence of the South’s effort to end slavery.

YIKES

As if all this weren’t enough, Jones is also a charismatic orator with a soaring, extended phraseology reminiscent of the late Dr. Martin Luther King  Similarly, he often speaks to a higher calling and a greater good, framing his arguments in biblical aspirations of lifting up his constituents and serving those less fortunate, rather than himself.

Justin Pearson is equally charismatic, but with a more intellectual bent, evoking a younger Malcolm X.  This is unsurprising when you do perfunctory digging into his background.

Born in Memphis, his father was a preacher and his mother was a teacher when his family moved to Washington D.C. so his father could get his master’s degree at Howard University.  But by the time the family was able to move back to Memphis, Pearson found himself attending an underfunded and often-ignored inner city high school.

words to live by

Undeterred, he led a fight for textbooks and AP classes, became school valedictorian, and went on to graduate from Bowdoin College, where he was a Melon Mays fellow and attended a summer public policy institute at Princeton.

He then founded a successful environmental community group that stopped corporate polluters from running a pipeline directly through poor black neighborhoods in south Memphis, which spurred him to run for office.  This led to his victory over a large slate of opponents, earning him the seat of the renowned veteran Black state legislator, the late Barbara Cooper.

Pearson’s learned, intellectual arguments are far beyond his years and impressive, especially his ability to interlace historical examples of political change that support and promote current legislation and issues he advocates for in order to address past legal inequities and contemporary local injustices.

Tennessee legislators often site rules of decorum and especially strict parliamentary procedures in particular when they deal with the Justins.

They really think they are being clever

So a bullhorn they used on the Floor in order to enable the views of parents and young people in their districts protesting the slaughter of three local third graders to be heard was considered especially egregious and instant grounds for expulsion. 

This purposely ignores the fact that this historical, peaceful activism is in the very long tradition of good trouble led by the likes of the late civil rights icon and veteran southern Congressman John Lewis, one he employed the House floor of the US Congress in the last years of his life.

One wonders if the thinking was – you can’t silence a dying icon whose skull was cracked three generations ago at the hands of our southern white male ancestors, but you can stop a pair of uppity ((Note: Their words, not mine) young Black men in the Tennessee legislature in 2023 with a supermajority of middle-aged, straight white males representing a group of gerrymandered straight white districts vote to strip them of their jobs.

Perhaps. 

But it won’t work. 

Not in 2023

Because in these good old new days the world is literally watching them, via their phones and on their screens and tablets. 

And that new, multiracial, American supermajority is repelled by what it sees.

Speech from Justin Pearson – “My People Didn’t Quit”

The Way It Is

Did you have a good Thanksgiving holiday weekend?  I did. 

We had a small group of family and friends over for the first time in three years for turkey day.  I cooked and, gotta say, it was one of those meals where everything went right.

The bird cooked perfectly and I barely basted it.  The roasted sweet potatoes with apple, honey and maple syrup, was fantastic.  Cornbread stuffing made separately worked really well.  Roasted brussels sprouts felt perfect.  Even the green salad with pomegranate seeds was a standout, not to mention the homemade corn bread I made in my spare time, as well as the excellent cranberry sauce my sister-in-law made.

Ina approved!

It wasn’t all good news, though.

There were 22 people killed and 44 injured in seven mass shootings over Thanksgiving week.  That’s an average of one a day, for those who are now too overwhelmed or saddened or stumped to think about it. 

Of course, I thought about it.  But there was food to buy, cooking to get done and timing and plating to figure out, culminating with me watching some of the new Broadway musicals on NBC’s Thanksgiving Day parade (Note: Ugh, don’t bother.  And yes we’re speaking to you, Some Like it Hot!) on that all too treacherous morning of the big meal.

Don’t even get me started on this

Well, treacherous is a relative term.  Obviously.

But it’s not like the five that died and dozens more who were injured four days prior at that beloved Colorado Springs LGBTQ+ party spot, Club Q, thought a few hours of their partying prior to Thanksgiving was particularly dangerous either. 

And even though I’ve never actually been inside a Wal-Mart (Note:  Yeah, that’s correct), it’s safe to imagine that the six human beings blown to bits by a disgruntled employee would never have imagined in their wildest dreams that being in that location would prove to be the most treacherous place on earth for them two days later.

Sigh.

The great intellectual and writer, the late Susan Sontag, published a devastating short story, The Way We Live Now, back in the mid-eighties.  It described in snippets of conversation that felt casual and gossipy but were anything but, the new normal that the AIDS epidemic in NYC had wrought.

Life would never return to the naive everyday-ness that we had previously dared to intermittently consider to be treacherous. In fact, most of what we considered pre mid-eighties treacherousness would be considered quaint, and then some, from then there on.

Nothing about Ms. Sontag’s prose was melodramatic, studied or even particularly special at the time.  But that’s what made it unique. She was merely reporting the conversational facts of deterioration, disease and death as if they were an itemized prep list of thoughts, tasks and snarky tidbits one could encounter before, during and after a typical Thanksgiving holiday dinner.

A must read (click the pic for the link)

In essence, she was telling us we would grow used to anything if we had to because even with the grotesquely awful there were plans to be executed, events to attend to and meals certainly to be made.  What was going on outside was awful but, well, we’d just have to modify.  Amid the medicines, hospital visits and funeral plans, the rest of us would still get hungry.  Right?  After all, there was nothing we could do about it, anyway. 

Having lived through the dreadful beginning and middle of AIDS as death sentence in the eighties and nineties, I can’t help but feel a familiarity of those times to the way we live now – in 2022.

It’s not that gun proliferation and violence is a new virus in our midst, the way AIDS was back then.  It’s that it has begun to metastasize in a scarily virulent way.

The new normal

There have so far been 606 mass shootings in the US in 2022, as opposed to 610 in total in 2020 and 690 last year (an all-time high).  We could still be #1 by the time this year is out but no matter where we fall, or fail, we will certainly be competitive with the worst of the worst before 2023 rings in.

There are now more guns that people in the US. (Note: 393 million guns to be exact), the majority of which are owned by white men, who are more than likely to identify as rural and Republican.

No, I’m not racial profiling.  Here is an exhaustive story from CNN in June. 

And a front-page story in the NY Times this weekend casually chronicled the latest trend in a new kind of non-verbal public discourse – the armed demonstrator.

This should not be normal

Sure, it’s our right to carry a weapon if we have a permit.  But in June in the US we had an average of one armed demonstration per day.  What this means is that packin’ right wing protestors, sometimes led by the Proud Boys or Oath Keeper members,  routinely show up at public events in places like Phoenix or Nashville carrying sidearms, long guns or other such paraphernalia because…they can.

If it scares you, well maybe you should be scared.  Or not.  Our freedom, your choice.  Or, well, perhaps it’s both.

It’s worth noting lots of these events also seem to happen around abortion clinics, or gatherings sponsored by the LGBTQ community.  Sometimes they’re even near places where people vote.  Or where certain other minority groups choose to congregate. 

This feels right to me

This is not surprising since 10 states have extremely lax laws regarding firearms, allowing pretty much any gun owner the legal right to carry a weapon in a crowd, a government building or even restaurant serving Thanksgiving dinner. 

So if you found yourself in Arizona, Georgia, Kentucky, Michigan, North Carolina, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Texas, Virginia or Washington over the holiday and made it out alive and unscathed, consider yourself one lucky dude, dudette or non-binary celebrant.

I myself felt relatively safe in Los Angeles this week, despite all you maybe have heard about our uptick in crime.   They might have guns, sure, but they’re not free to carry them anywhere.  At least not by law.

… and I’m never leaving

Besides, they’re mostly looking for Rolex watches and I was never big on expensive jewelry.

But that’s the way I, and we, live now.   At least here.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Because it was exactly six months prior to Thanksgiving that 19 small children and two teachers were killed at an elementary school in Uvalde, TX and the only thing that changed were the lives of their relatives and friends.

Lana Del Rey – “Looking for America”