Daily Kos writes the following tale of suffering caused by Simon Legree Republicans striving to lead the nation away from impending bankruptcy. We will be hearing alot of this brand of racism from the Obama, Reid, Pelosi, New York Times, Washington Post, Charlie Schumer, Dick Durbin, etcetera crowd until the Wednesday after the second Tuesday, November, 2012.
I ask her how she’s doing. I tell her I’m out in the community tonight to gather support for public education in Pennsylvania. Even if you don’t live here, you probably know the story. New Republican governor and legislature. Big budget cuts. Plans to slash a billion dollars from education. Tuition increases at state universities of up to 40%. A voucher plan that will further gut public schools. I don’t have to tell this young mother.
“I know,” she says. She glances in the direction of the van’s departure. ”My daughter does gymnastics after school. Loves it. They told us they’ll probably have to cut back next year.” She pauses a moment, perhaps considering just what that means. ”I can’t afford to send her to a private dance studio. What’s she going to think when I tell her she just has to quit? What are any of our kids going to do after school when they cut all these programs?”
There’s not a lot I can say. I mostly listen. I can tell there’s another question she’s probably too proud to ask, which is, “What am I going to do when there’s no more gymnastics class?” She works all day. She obviously came home and made sure her daughter had dinner and did her homework and had everything ready for gym. The long sigh as the van pulled away and the moment she allowed herself to rest against the door frame both pointed to this being the first moment she’d had to herself all day. I feel bad for interrupting it.
But she is more than eager to help. She signs up to become a member of our fight for Pennsylvania’s public schools. She writes out a letter by hand telling her state senator what she had just finished telling me. She asks him what she’s supposed to tell her daughter when she can’t send her to gymnastics anymore.
And then she thanks me. Wishes me luck. I can only thank her and tell her we’ll be doing all we can to make sure that’s a question she never has to answer.
As I walk away, I wonder if “all we can” will be enough and if it will be in time for this proud, tired woman and her energetic, hopeful little girl.
This is just one story that I have to share from my first week in training to be a field organizer for Working America. If all goes well next week, I will be an official staff member after next Friday. The office is an hour’s drive from where I’m currently living and I’ll probably have to move for the second time in a year to keep at it. But the people I’ve met and the stories I’ve heard in just my first week of training have convinced me that it’s the absolute right decision. I’ve spent too much time reading from books and pondering the possibilities. It’s time to get on the ground and join in the fight. And it’s a fight we absolutely have to win.
One street over from the mother and her little girl, I pass by building after building of empty apartments. Many have huge padlocks on doors decorated with the faded, tattered remains once brightly-colored utility shut off warnings and notices. Some of the windows are boarded up, but through the broken ones you can see the evidence of a place long abandoned. Paint peeling off the walls. Piles of trash on the floor. A broken stair. But this place was abandoned long before the apartments were empty.
I am surprised as the first door in a long time actually opens. A middle-aged white woman tells me her story.
She’s about to lose her job. Not because she’s lazy or incompetent or because she’s unwilling to work. She’s about to loser her job because she can no longer get to work. It’s not just education that’s being cut here. They already cut back on mass transit. This small, previously middle-class community no longer has bus service.
“I don’t have a car,” she says. ”Always took the bus to work.” She’s done things “the right way.” She never asked for a government handout. She worked at a low-wage job to support herself. It was enough for a small apartment and to pay the bills, but it wasn’t enough to buy a car yet alone afford the state mandated insurance payments on one on top of it. She’s been getting rides from friends or family when she can now, but she’s already missed work several times. Now her boss is saying she’s “unreliable.” She confesses she probably doesn’t have much time before she joins the ranks of the unemployed.
She, too, is very helpful. She signs onto our fight for education and good jobs and quality healthcare, even though she says she doesn’t believe it will change anything. She, too, writes a letter to her state senator. She, too, thanks me before I can thank her.
I’m touched as I walk away. I know this is a battle we have to fight even if we lose. I shudder at the thought of walking down this same street a month or a year from now and seeing a padlock on this woman’s door.
All night I walked up and down these streets that mark the front lines of the class war that America’s super-rich are waging against everyone else. And these streets weren’t in some deep, dark inner city or a blighted urban area that’s been crumbling for decades. These apartments weren’t government owned projects for people on government assistance. This had been a community of mostly working people toward the lower end of the middle class. You can tell that the apartments were nice once. There’s a nice view of the Ohio River valley from many of the backyards. These streets were nestled in the hilly terrain of the suburban community of Moon Township, Pennsylvania, seventeen miles outside of the city of Pittsburgh.
The Great Recession of 2007, caused by Wall Street greed and incompetence, devastated this one small section of Moon Township. The GOP class war of 2011, with its gutting of public services and programs in order to pay for unending tax cuts for the rich, seems likely to finish it off. And the forces of the plutocracy will push the battle lines into those parts of this suburban community that still seem solidly middle class. In fact, they’re already there.
A few nights later, in a neighborhood that consisted of streets lined with small suburban houses with well kept front yards and even tiny little back yards where neighbors still gather together on front porches or out on their lawns, one could see the planted battle flags of the plutocracy in the “for sale” and “foreclosure” signs stamped into the yards of houses that are now empty. Fewer padlocks here, of course, and more spread out. Perhaps I should have done an accurate statistical tally. One in fifteen houses, maybe? Perhaps on the way to one in ten? After all, I talked with several people who had been laid off and were nearing the end of their unemployment benefits. No new jobs to be found. At least not jobs that could keep up with a house payment. And no, we’re not talking about people who went out and bought McMansions with loans they could never have paid back. We’re talking about very modest middle-class homes affordable on modest middle-class incomes. We’re talking the stuff of the old American Dream.
These people in the middle are waking up. Sure, there are some in those neighborhoods that have bought into the Fox News propaganda and seem intent on punishing themselves and their neighbors with brutal budget cuts that they feel they deserve for their laziness, all while worshiping the idle rich who dance across their television screens.
But most people in these middle-class neighborhoods realize they are getting screwed by the big corporations and by, quite frankly, both political parties, even if the Republicans are worse. They know for a fact that they’re not lazy, that they’ve worked hard, that they’ve done all the things that our capitalist system tells people they’re “supposed” to do. And yet many are just barely hanging on for dear life. Many are in danger of sliding down into those boarded up, vacant apartments just a mile or two away. And they voiced their support for those of us going door to door fighting for a quality public education for every Pennsylvanian. Their own kids and grandkids will be the ones who suffer if we lose it.
Just a little further west, out in the hills, live the people who have fled these suburban, middle-class ghettos. In isolated communities with names like “Whispering Woods” you find winding streets lined with huge cookie-cutter mansions. It’s just a few miles from that neighborhood of abandoned apartments where you could film a post-apocalyptic movie without having to do much to dress the set. But it’s an entirely different world.
People with BMW’s parked in their driveways and huge plasma TV’s complain that government spends too much money. We all have to tighten our belts, they say. My kids go to private school. Why should I have to pay for public education? The unions have too much power. Teachers are overpaid. One person even went so far as to say, “Close the public schools. They’re worthless. The sooner we shut ‘em all down the better.” We don’t sign things. We’re Republicans. We’re for budget cuts and lower taxes. The government takes so much money from me that I can only afford three BMW’s instead of four.
Okay, I added that last one myself.
Not everyone who lives in a McMansion is a bad person, mind you. Even here, people with a heart and a conscience still believe in the American creed that all people are created equal and deserve every opportunity to pursue life, liberty and happiness. Even here, you find people laid off from high-wage, high-tech jobs who see the writing on the wall–how long will it be until the foreclosure notices and padlocks come to this neighborhood as well? People with a heart and a conscience and a broader view of the world realize how fortunate they are to be in such a position and will still reach out a hand to those struggling to get by.
But what of those others? If I could take one of them by the hand and walk up and down Juniper Street and Delaware Avenue where I began this diary, would they see? Would they care? Would they still be able to live it up off the wealth that has been raided and plundered from such places? Would they really still demand tens of thousands of dollars more in tax cuts if they were the ones who had to tell a little girl she had to give up gymnastics? Would they still demand drastic budget cuts if they had to tell that quickly aging single woman to walk five or ten miles to work alone?
I do not believe that all wealthy Americans are so callous or so cold. While some of them blame the poor for their own plight by labeling them “lazy” or “stupid,” I would never make the claim that all of America’s rich are “evil” or “cruel.” Certainly there are some who fit into those categories, and sadly, they are the ones who are leading the class war assault on the middle and working classes. But they can only succeed so long as they mislead others into their cause.
And here I think the real problem is that the rich and the poor live in different worlds. Even within one suburban community like Moon Township, this is the case. There’s only one road leading out to the world of abandoned, padlocked apartments. There are only two leading into Whispering Woods. And now there are no bus stops in either. When will these people ever see each other face to face?
It’s our job to make the introductions. It’s our job to stand up and fight. It’s our job to head to the front lines and build support. It’s our job to bring communities back together again. It’s our job to take up a pen as a sword and a clipboard as a shield and to hold the line.
It’s our job to tell a little girl she can still take gymnastics.”
RACISM AND CLASS WARFARE ‘CANONS’ FOR THE PAST HALF CENTURY ARE THE WEAPONS OF POLICAL WAR THE AMERICAN LEFT HAS EXCUSIVELY WAGED AGAINST ALL OF AMERICAN SOCIETY. DEMOCRATIC PARTY INTERFERENCE IN THE HOUSING MARKET WAS THE HOME BASE REASON GREED IN WASHINGTON WENT OUT OF CONTROL WHEN THE LEFTIES THREATENED CIVIL RIGHTS LEGAL ACTION AGAINST BANKS DEMANDING THEY GIVE BLACKS MORTGAGES FOR HOMES REGARDLESS OF THEIR INABILITIY TO PAY BACK THE LOANS.
LYING IS A MARXIST’S WAY OF LIFE ON THE ROAD TO GAIN ABSOLUTE POWER. TRUTH IS ONLY A MATTER OF OPINION……MORTGAGE LAWS ARE WHITE MAN’S LAWS…..SO SAYS THE RACIST LEFT. BLACKS SHOULD HAVE TO PAY BACK LOANS.