Bring It On Home Baby

As I’ve mentioned here in my journal before, I think it’s important to stand up for what you believe in, that it sometimes it comes at a cost and that at other times you have to wonder if the price you’re going to have to pay is going to be worth it.

Here in my state an individual who is running for city Council in a neighboring city has been routinely targeting individuals who dare to speak up for the rights of others or to express opinions contrary to her own on her website

She runs their pictures on her front page, tells people where they work and live and in a very indirect way ‘ encourages’ her readers to be aware of these people.

Recently this person has targeted  my husband.

She ran his picture; distorted facts about his support of human rights and out right misrepresented his position on immigration.

 And then posted it all on the front page of a racist website.

She also told like-minded individuals where we live.

From her site

“The open borders crowd, including Democrat Kingpin Luis Moscoso (far left of course),”…

Luis Moscoso, Dist. 1 Democrat kingpin from Mountlake Terrace (with halo) nuzzles up with WA Gov. Christine Gregoire (sitting, no tiara) and other democrats to spend some more taxpayer cash

Quotes only- I will not provide links to this individual’s forum here.

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On the face one could feel intimated and fearful. But in the world my husband and I live in we have good friends, we belong to a strong community and have the support of individuals who work every single day to make our Community a better and a safer one for everybody.

Even for people like her.

Note From My Mom

Dear God

Please Excuse My Daughter From God Chat

This Sunday

She’s out trying to do some good in the world

Sincerely

Anita’s Mom

Dear Anita’s Mom

Tell Anita she’s excused and if she scores one of those

South Lake Union Trolley

t-shirts

for me

I’ll call it good.

Yours Truly

God

Jerry Johnson, foreground, and Don Clifton model the “Ride the S.L.U.T.” T-shirts they created to poke fun at the original acronym of the South Lake Union Streetcar. The shirts are sold at the Kapow! coffee shop in the neighborhood. (Note: Johnson was misidentified in the original caption.) (September 18, 2007)

FULL STORY HERE

Brain Freeze In An I.C.E Storm

I live near a City where this has been happening: 

Along with this, we are seeing an increase in reports of people being stopped by the police for traffic enforcement, and then being asked about their immigration status.

-from washblog-

I look “Latino”- so does that mean if I get stopped I might have to prove I ‘belong’ here?

And if I can’t does that mean I get deported back to my

place of origin?

! WOW !

Good thing it’s a short bus ride to Seattle.

An Insanity Update

For those of you who like to follow the adventures of

Wolfgang A. Mozart

aka

Insanity Jones

I’m pleased to say that despite his health problems he chased two dogs out of our yard yesterday

(Okay, they were little ones…but STILL)

He’s growling at the Fire Trucks again

(won’t Max be glad to hear that!)

So the next time you’re feeling a little down

Remember that if  a little Insanity can over come

Overwhelming odds

So can you

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Silence Is Not An Option

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“A time comes when silence is betrayal.”

Speech delivered by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., on April 4, 1967, at a meeting of Clergy and Laity Concerned at Riverside Church in New York City

They Got Walter

when you think about it 

it’s very easy for us to express opinions and write columns and argue the

‘immigration issue’

it’s another to live it-

my friend sent me this and asked me to put it up on my blog, so here it is.

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      My daughter told me when I dropped her off at work at Market Basket last week: “They got Walter.” The police, or ICE, had come to the supermarket and picked up “Walter”. He was a young Latino who had worked his way up to full-time. Nobody on the job knew where he was taken, and nobody knew why he was taken. In the following days it was said the he had a false social security number. The large-scale raids were supposed to be aimed at the MS-13 gang, but others, including a union organizer, were caught up, and terror spread through the “New Immigrant” communities like thunderstorm across the Kansas plains.

      White neighborhoods didn’t even know about the raids. But the Latino neighborhoods were deserted. Around the corner from my union hall in Lynn, Ma., Union St. has been transformed in the last 20 years from an abandoned district inhabited largely by drug dealers into a bustling commercial center of Latino businesses. When news of the raids was spread by the Spanish radio stations, a weird silence spread over Union St. and other Spanish neighborhoods down into East Boston. The little store selling religious icons of Jesus and Mary was empty. White employers complained that their workers disappeared. Parents kept their children home from school, behind locked doors.

      Legal residents were affected as well as those who had crossed the border illegally or overstayed their legal welcome. People knew from the workplace raids in New Bedford, Ma. earlier this year that you could be arguing your case from a jail cell in Texas with little access to legal help and far from your children and even prescription medicines. Better to miss pay and risk discipline on the job, and stay home with your children.

      The night before I heard about Walter from my daughter, I had met with a group of Lynn Guatemalans who wanted to organize a union. Their story is important to anyone who thinks a massive crackdown on illegal workers will improve conditions for the rest of us. I’ll call the company Avaricious, Inc. 

      The day after word spread of the raids, sixty percent of the workers did not show. So Avaricious called a temp agency. They paid less than the regular employees—top rate after 10 years was about $14–and of course, no benefits. Now the workers expect Avaricious to lay many of them off and use the temp agency permanently.

      Avaricious thus saves money, but more importantly, is protected from ICE. They are no longer responsible for the “illegals” since they are not the employer of record. ICE would be faced with chasing ever more desperate and impoverished workers through shifting, shadowy scab temp agencies that make Avaricious look like a model employer. 

      So fear reigns over millions of workers and their families in the United States, making them less likely to stick their heads up and organize unions or file complaints with government agencies. Just this week a Guatemalan construction worker from Lynn fell off a roof and was killed—it turned out his age was 17. The problem only gets worse–wages and benefits at the low end of the labor market drop, and are a downward pressure on all wages. This is where we are headed.

      Will this stop undocumented workers like Lynn’s Guatemalans from coming? No. We really need to correct our willful ignorance of our own history if we are going figure out what to do about immigration. 

      In 1950 Guatemalans elected the mildly reformist President Arbenz. Arbenz wanted to give plantations workers rights to the land under their company houses. This would mean the workers could organize unions without being thrown out of their homes. This pissed off the Boston-based United Fruit company, which had enjoyed the unrestricted right to exploit Guatemala at their whim. So in 1954 United Fruit and the CIA organized an invasion from Honduras and expelled Arbenz to Mexico, replacing him with pro-corporate military leaders.

      Many Guatemalans reasonably concluded that the United States would kill them if they challenged the domination of the corporations, and headed to the mountains. A 30 year civil war cost 300,000 lives. The State Department reported to then-President Reagan that US funded and trained government soldiers committed atrocities like throwing babies down wells, in the course of defending “democracy”. More than 400,000 people fled the country, largely to the US.

      Most Guatemalans in Lynn come from San Marcos, which was hit hard by the civil war. Since the guerrillas signed a peace agreement in 1996, “free trade” has continued to devastate San Marcos. Foreign power and mining interests have driven people from their homes to make way for “mega-project” development. Since the neoliberal model mandates that development is for export, 25% of the homes in the countryside still have no electricity, while power is shipped North. There is no work for displaced farmers. Villages are emptied, especially of men. Indigenous protesters have been harassed, even killed, and the area is becoming increasingly militarized. 

      Until conditions improve, immigrants will keep coming. Duh. And it is a desperate journey. You leave your families. You pay a smuggler $5-10,000 to get across the border. Thousands have died during the trip. US Border Patrol funding had already multiplied by six since 1990 to $1.6 billion annually before the wall-builders got their hands in our pockets—to no avail. All so you can send a little over $300 a month to feed hungry mouths at home. You could say that Lynn’s Guatemalans are just making informed market choices, joining the hundreds of millions of workers who search the desolate neoliberal global landscape for work. Simply to eat. Simply to live.

      ICE raids will make things worse for immigrants and other workers here in the US.

      There is of course, another, better choice. Workers at Avaricous could be granted the basic human right to organize a union. Wages and benefits would stabilize and improve. A path to citizenship would bring these workers and their families out from the shadows. Guatemalans already have the highest rate of labor market participation and work the longest hours of any group in Lynn. They could participate civic life. Businesses on Union St. and even Avaricious would have steady customers and workers. The growing chasm between rich and poor would begin to shrink for the first time in decades as a major downward pressure on wages was eliminated.

      These are our choices, at a turning point in our movement’s history. The right choice means fighting not only the haters and their apologists on the right, including the simplistic and intellectually facile harangues of Lou Dobbs. It also means insisting that brothers and sisters in our movement among US born workers think this through and act accordingly.

      A couple of cliches seem appropriate as a conclusion to this column. We need to ask our members to be careful of what they wish for—because we reap what we sow.

      That’s how “They got Walter.”

 

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for your consideration- read HERE to see how another community

has been affected by Anti-Mexican Hysteria

Insanity Bites

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Today I had to give my cat fluids through an IV for the first time.

It’s no big deal…or so I thought- I used to be a Mortician I can do the needle and fluid thing right?

Sure.

The problem is I wasn’t fast enough to set up and my cat, Wolfie (aka Insanity Jones) got mad and just for fun he tried to take out my dog’s eye when Cerbie popped her head up on the table to see what was going on.  

By the way if you’d like know how to unhook a cat’s claw from a dog’s face while he has a needle stuck between his shoulder blades let me know.

Oh and the needle actually popped out at one point and at least it was water and not embalming fluid that got all over us so it was no harm done.

But we got through it.

Later, as I was putting everything away I was feeling proud of myself and Insanity looked better almost right away and I’m about to go to the bathroom mirror and kiss my own reflection for a job well done when this awful pain shoots right up the back of my left leg and my right eye starts to water and I think I’m having a heart attack or something.

But don’t worry…the pain was caused by Insanity’s teeth which were briefly attached to Achilles tendon.

I showed him the needle and he let go.

Man- whatever it is that I pay my Cat’s Doctor -it is not enough.

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Paid Personal Leave

God I have one question before I start with our Sunday Chat:

Did you take some PPL time and turn management over to an Intern or did you outsource to Hell or what?

Just put that lightning bolt down Hoss and I’ll explain myself:

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Hi God

These were the things that caused me to question your judgement skills this week-

One drunk guy caused a series of three seperate accidents on I-5 down in Tacoma and it shut all the southbound lanes.

ALL OF THEM.

I mean I don’t know who is in charge of I-5 but it’s a safe bet to say it ain’t you O Lord Of The Heavens.

And then of course there’s these two Transgender guys that were kicked out of a Mall in Downtown Seattle for using the wrong restroom

In protest people attending the Gender Odyssey Conference held a

Pee In.

No I’m not kidding and No I couldn’t have phrased that differently.

So tell me Supreme Commander

did you inspire the Pee-In?

Yeah, well, actually I do know the answer to that one.

And then here in my very own home town of Mountlake Terrace one of our City Council Members took out a restraining order against another of our City Council Members.

It has something to do with trees and intimadation.

I wished to you I was kidding but I’m not.

So look God the next time you decided to take a few days off

don’t leave anybody in charge.

By the time you get back we’ll all be on our knees down here

thanking you for being there.

See you WAY LATER ( I hope )

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 I mean

Amen.

 

 

The Indiana Toilet Monster

In the spirit of the upcoming holiday (I don’t mean my birthday…I mean Halloween) I thought I’d post some nifty Halloween Related Urban Legends from now until the BIG DAY.

I’ve decided to start with

The Toilet Monster

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The toilet monster is a girl named Carmen who was pushed down into a sewer by her classmates and died. Carmen Whitehead lived in Indiana, so the story goes- and for some reason it’s important to mention that so I did.

Okay…back to the story.

So shortly after Carmen meets her death in the Sewer this post shows up at MySpace:

If you don’t repost this saying:

They Pushed Her Down The Sewer

Carmen will get you…

To fill you in, Carmen from Indiana will come up from you Shower or Toilet and drag you down to where she is in the sewers and then she’ll kill you.

I think it would be way more efficient to kill you first and then flush you down the toilet- but hey I didn’t write this.

I did however enjoy it because I can’t help but to wonder how many of you will think about Carmen The Indiana Toilet Monster the next time you visit the smallest room in the house.

I think that’s pretty darn funny.

Urban Legends…. they are more then amusing stories they are the gift that keeps on giving.