Speaking about Labor Day, do you realize that without the Labor reformers and activists of the late 19th and early 20th century, what some might ostensibly call Anarchists and Socialists and Communists, instead of cooking out your hamburgers with your kids and drinking beer and watching football today, you’d be putting in another 14 hour day, working next to your 14 year-old kid? I think we ought to remember that as much as our American pride rests on Capitalism and Apple Pie, it’s the struggle of people who work for a living against the cigar-chomping, money-hungry people in the Corporate Office that makes it possible to have a restful weekend off. There is this contempt for communism and socialism in our public discourse these days. I would venture a guess that this is fostered by people who are at the upper levels of the societal food chain. Those who point their fingers and waggle them at Communists just aren’t aware of the choking feeling of working and working and working and never getting ahead. I suppose. On that note…
A friend of mine asked me about Van Jones the other day. I piped in and said “Intelligent guy, my brother in law used to work for him in San Francisco.”
There’s more to it than that, of course. Looking back on it now, I realize the only reason the issue came up is because of Glen Beck (Glenn? Gleek?). I thought it odd that I heard Mr. Jones’ name mentioned, as I know my friend to be a rather conservative person who regularly listens to Rush and Beck. “Why,” I thought, “does Van Jones appear as a blip on my friend’s radar?” Well, apparently my friend thinks that Jones is full of bad ideas.
Well, leaving beside the truth or falsehood of Glenn Beck’s, or Van Jones’, or Rush Limbaugh’s statements, I find it interesting that what we think of as democracy these days amounts to who can get the most people to listen to them on their prime-time soap box. I for one don’t give a rat’s ass whether you happen to watch Beck or FOX or the Daily Show or MSNBC or CNN or the Home Shopping Network. I confess that I miss the Daily Show as the humor appeals to my malicious sense of calling people out on bullshit.
But please, dear God O Please, don’t make all your decisions about the world based on what some paranoid, overweight douchebag on the idiot box tells you. On the obverse, don’t base your views strictly on what John Stewart or Stephen Colbert tells you. If you can’t watch the show and understand that tongue in cheek entertainment (infotainment!) is NOT the news and that before you decide on things you ought to look into it a little more, then you ought to turn in your voter’s registration card now. If you sit in one spot and listen to tirades by the same pair of talking heads all day, then you are no better than “They” are, whoever they are. Seriously, get informed. And don’t listen to me, either. I’m no expert.
Back to Van Jones. Well, I for one happen to think he is an intelligent, capable man. I’ve heard him speak, and I like the idea of employing people to turn this country around and do it through “Green” (god I hate that adjective these days) means. Hey whatever, all those unemployed manufacturers need to be doing something besides collecting unemployment and eating Ramen, right? You need to wonder what kind of scared, over-reactive nuts smear a dude for what seems to be a reasonable solution to the problem.
I don’t hate Glenn Beck or Rush or any of that. What I do posit is that the idea of a Black Dude running any part of the show gives them the willies. Once the guns of xenophobia and foam-at-the-mouth paranoia are aimed, the cleverest people duck and cover. Alternet seems to think Beck has done us a favor. I won’t post links to any of Beck’s stuff, here, as I’m sure it’ll be easy to find. It’s FOX, after all. I invite arguments to this post, as I can reasonably accept the premise that Beck and Limbaugh make good points. I should note that I highly doubt this to be true, as I’ve seen the way they operate in the past. All I’ve heard from them is some shaky logic and a final, smarmy appeal to peoples’ sense of fear and outrage.
Ho hum. I feel like we’re slipping into some scary period of our history, here.
Maybe I should have stuck to Labor Day. Happy Labor Day, you ingrates. It was some Commie Red Pinko asshole that got you your day off today.
