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THREE

124 Langdon Street, Boston Store and the old Airporter Hotel near the Halifax airport. All three locations have something in common for Papa. Tonight it was pure happenstance. I’m on a no tv gig up in Cape Breton. However, circumstances took me to Halifax today. The tv in my room wasn’t working. After a front desk visit and fix I was able to watch television. Not ten minutes later CNN carried a Trump rally and gunshots rang out. Now I am watching the initial attempts by news station to sort out what has happened. A long night ahead. It will take days to develop all the facts.

In 1963 I was finishing lunch at my fraternity when Mike rushed in and said JFK has been shot. Mostly a wise person did not pay attention to what Mike said. But, the ashen look on his face instantly convinced me that it was true that the beloved JFK was shot. Television news at that time reminds me of tonight’s coverage. Scrambling. I remember Frank Reynolds, I think, express frustration that the facts could not be nailed down. Within the first hour JFK ‘s death was confirmed. For whatever reason students poured out of their campus housing and walked up Langdon to Bascom Hill even though all classes were cancelled. It was a devastating weekend.

When a conflicted young man who apparently wanted to impress a famous actress shot President Reagan I was walking near the television sales display in the Boston Store at Brookfield Square. I watched the first half hour of coverage there and saw replays as the President was shot at from close range. Immediately he was hustled into the safety of a secret service vehicle. That the President had been shot was not confirmed until he was in the car and a search for physical damage was done.

Television cameras and reporters were present at all three shootings. I see a lots of similarities on the coverage. It’s too early to know all the details of why Trump was shot today. There was such a mix of motives about JFKs death. People still indulge in conspiracies about the killing. Reagan’s shooter was wacky in his own right. It never seemed that it was personal animus in the 1963 or 1981 shootings. Time will tell but my gut says there is an abundance of personal hate towards Trump. Way too many people feel that while hate is wrong there is one acceptable exception, Donald Trump. He seems to be hated so much that even folks who support him are also hated or disparaged. I was once asked why do people support Trump. Papa being Papa I rose to the fun of analyzing the question. I was about to make a second point when I was accused of being a secret Trumpster. An intellectual discussion was not wanted. Just agree that his supporters are dumber than dumb etc.

JOE MUST GO

In 1954 Papa thought this was a catchy slogan. Not sure I knew at eleven years of age what it fully meant, other than it was negative. About a guy named Joe. That part of it didn’t sit well as A Guy Named Joe was a favorite movie. Again starring that actor from Milwaukee. The Joe must go political campaign at that time referred to one of Wisconsin’s US senators. Senator Joe McCarthy was an overly zealous communist hunter looking for the guilty within the ranks of the government.

After World War Two it was an easy sell to be on the watch for communists in light of Stalin’s aggression and oppression of Eastern Europe. There really were Soviet spies out there. However, as I wrote in a book about one of your great-grandmothers, there were all kinds of young people in the 1930’s who never met an “ism” they didn’t like. Perhaps dabbing in the intellectual byways of life. In the 1940’s many past card carrying party members or associates were caught up in the initial House investigations. Most of what is described as blacklists came before 1950 and McCarthy’s rise. He actually led a small subcommittee on investigations. That work did not provide the headlines. It may be that his work never led to any convictions. Rather, it was his manner and bombast that caused news waves. He was loud and crude and wildly over the top. See the original version of the movie “Manchurian Candidate” for a good spin on such a loutish commie hunter.

That was then. McCarthy has been demonized for decades. As with Trump today there was real hate in the heart for McCarthyism. Now it’s time for another Joe to go. Four years past time by my calculation. Didn’t think he was very sharp in 2020. Hid out. Overly protected inside the party/campaign/press corps. Suddenly, all his pals are shocked, completely shocked that he got old without telling anyone. Panic time for the loyalists who are left holding a bag that seemed so predictable to others four years ago. It’ll be interesting fun to the watch how they turn and twist possible failure into a shiny new object. They won’t say the words Joe must go. That is reserved for the hated McCarthy, he of Grand Chute. No, there will be compassion when they seek to ease/nudge/force old Joe out to pasture. Then everyone can get on with the most existential/important/critical election of ever and ever.

ANCIENT POLITICIAN

History and politics has always held Papa’s interest. Which takes us back to 1956. I remember two items from that time frame. One was a comment my father made and the other was the novel “The Last Hurrah.” Both involved aging politicians. What my dad said is most relevant to recent events. At the time your Papa had limited experience with old people. There of course was my kindly grandfather and my curmudgeon grandfather. And, old Mr. Thomas who walked by our house on 76th street flashing a smile and wave as he steadied himself with a cane. Of course I saw other old folks who I figured were born before 1937 or so “down by Gimbels” or in church.

Election year 1956 saw a young, energetic man take on a sitting US Senator in Wisconsin’s Republican primary. There was very much a call for “new blood” by the challenger. Alexander Wiley had served three terms in the Senate. I believe it was the Milwaukee Journal that featured a front page photo of the senator a day or two before the primary election. He was walking down a long, dimly lit corridor with a window in the distance. The picture was taken from behind and the senator had his head down, shoulders slouched forward and with a short stride. The image had a being put out to pasture aspect to it. I remember my dad commenting that the photo would garner sympathy and help Wiley get re-nominated. Which he did. His regular election defeat of a future Milwaukee mayor was easier than the primary. That year was the last time a republican carried Milwaukee County in a statewide election.

”The Last Hurrah“ featured the final election campaign of an old warhorse in machine politics. I remember it as a good read. As was the movie shortly there after featuring a great Milwaukee born actor. Without tv, radio or internet I can’t offer judgment on last week’s debate. However, the end of the road feel reminded Papa of 1956 except that the protagonists then, physically feeble as they were, had enough mental acuity left to be credible candidates. It’s hard to gin up sympathy for a lost soul I’m reading about in post debate comments. {NY Times? Wow} Back to whales and sunsets.

TRUMP VERDICT

Yikes! One political side, unable to conceal glee, announces that the pure as snow jury system has spoken. The American justice has worked. It is a testament to truth and justice. A convicted felon cannot be elected US President. Dare they say “convicted felon” again and again until the cows come home? The haters love the cable outlets with 24/7 condemnation. It feels so good to have one’s brilliance confirmed every other second.

Another political viewpoint is that the trial was all rigged. The fix was in. This verdict, like all other charges against the former president, is political lawfare. The American justice system has been soiled. The stain will not be removed unless Biden is voted out of office. How dare these hooligans tarnish America’s greatest president since Lincoln.

Life must be very comforting for simple thinkers. Our man good. Your man bad. However, it may take some time to see how the jury’s verdict shakes out with the voting public. There will be more and more polls. So far it appears the verdict helped in fund raising. Going after a candidate with at least some contrived charges always seemed ill advised. (Nearly 100 counts.) Yet, they charged ahead with a court case that has overturned written all over it. I assume the democrats figure that it’ll be after the election before the case is reversed. So what? in their minds. The election will be over and a felon will not have been elected. Unless, of course, all this legal targeting strikes a negative chord with independent voters.

Hold your breath. We may not be done yet. It’s not possible that the New York judge would impose a jail term on a past president/candidate is it? Talk about tempting the voters sense of American fairness. I’m a bit surprised that it has not happened yet but I assume a legal path out of the state jurisdiction will be pursued. It appears violation of constitutional rights exists and a decent argument can be made that an outcome down the line (After election) is another dagger at the constitution. Maybe Trump is waitng for things to develop/sink in. Maybe the trigger would be pulled if he’s given a jail term. MARTYR in caps for sure. More polls and polls and polls.

In 2016 some chanted “lock her up” in reference to Hillary. After the election Trump said in an interview that was not his goal. He said he’d not want the DOJ to go after her. He said the people would not want that. Noble in some respect. However, soon there was an inference that the Russians acted to elect Trump which was followed by a Mueller investigation and two impeachements. Just before the 2020 election the Biden laptop contents were dispaaged and declared to be Russian dis-information and that stance was underlined by candidate Biden in a debate. Recently the laptop was verified as authenticate, found not tampered/changed and admitted into evidence by a federal judge at Biden boy’s trial. Over and over the democrats push the test of America’s sense of fairness. Who knows if another attempt will suceed? If a jail sentence is being contemplated it would not shock me. Will the polls, up or down, push the legal proceedings?

It’s way too early to predict anything. Summer is starting. Papa will take leave of the craziness and contemplate eagles and whales and sunsets. September is the start of football season. I can start to think about politics later. Legal stuff can also wait. It’s not the end of America because a NY verdict is suspect. It’s not like juries/trials are always correct and now there has been an earthquake that shakes our constitution to its roots. It’s a good system and I always did my best in my roles to seek justice. However, nothing is perfect.

Mistakes can and do happen. That’s a prime reason I don’t like the death sentence. Rigged, unfair things have happened before. {To Kill A Mocking Bird…Atticus’s client was found guilty. Or, Scottsboro Boys} The New York circus matters little to this writer. For sure neither candidate is worth my vote. The current guy is a clear and present danger. A timid administration may be playing as if it’s Machiavelli’s double but it more likely is testing the brink. Which doesn’t automatically lead to a vote for someone Papa does not feel is worthy. It’s my vote and I prefer not to contribute to electing just anybody a main political party puts forward or the lesser of two evils.

FIRST BLACK QUARTERBACK DIES

Actually, Sidney Williams’ distinction was being the first black quarterback to start in the Big Ten. Where? Duh. Because your great-grandfather played at Wisconsin nearly 100 years ago going to Badger football games was a given for me. I know I saw Sidney Williams play. Probably 1957 and/or 1958. Wisconsin had decent teams. I think one ended up in the top 10 of the final season rankings. There wasn’t much passing going on in those days. Yet, even at that young age I knew that the quarterback was the team leader.

As an 8th or 9th grader at that time I was becoming aware of the impact for civil rights that a black man was starting at quarterback for the Badgers. The same had been true a few years earlier when I saw Jackie Robinson play after the Braves moved to Milwaukee. And, I knew that there was a big difference of blacks playing sports up north versus in the south. I believe I wrote on this blog about a family trip to New Orleans and my being shocked on overhearing a disgusting comment about a lynching. I also remember being incensed that Billy Bruton and Henry Aaron could not stay at the same motel as white teammates during spring training in Florida.

What a contrast between north and south in those days. I can’t say I was connecting all the dots to include minorities outside of sports as a youngster but I feel I was on the right track back then. News junkie that I was, the events in Little Rock in 1957 were also in my sights. Interesting that the democrat party (Gov. Orval Faubus) was up to its usual tricks; defying the U.S. Supreme Court. (Brown decision), Add in shielding violence in local trials/juries it is no wonder civil rights barely advanced after the Civil War in the south. President Eisenhower had to step in with federal troops/mobilization to enforce Brown. It’d be years before my vision extended beyond the feel good extension of intergration in sports to the real issues of discrimination and housing problems in the north. I’ve always credited the nuns in grade school with opening the mind on civil rights.

Sidney Williams wa much more than a one time hero on the football field. He was a top notch scholar. I believe he was in engineering at UW. Papa doesn’t hold it against him that he went on to obtain a law degree and had a successful career as a patent attorney. He was a kid from Little Rock who went north to play football and have a better life. He died a few days ago at age 88.

In the 1950’s football trading cards also made me aware of other black players. (i.e. Tank Younger, Marion Motley) The most impressionable story was that of Ollie Matson of the U. of San Francisco. He was also an olympian. Rumor was that the football team could have gone to a bowl game (Most held in the south.) if it didn’t bring its black players. Nope said the team. Later, as a player for the Chicago Cardinals, Matson was traded for 9 players. Almost a whole team for one guy I thouht at the time. He was a great player and the Cardinals didn’t fare much better the next season. In fact the team left town in 1960.

It’s good for you to remember that no matter another’s race, gender or differences most everyone is doing their best to have a good life and pursue goals not disimilar from yours. There is an up and down quality to people, their circumstances and personalities. Best not to judge others as either good or evil. Being overly judgmental does not enhance the soul.

BAR MEMBERSHIP

Papa’s state bar membership dues statement has arrived. It has appeared like clockwork for fifty-six years. Retired and no longer needing bar status I still pay my membership level because I believe in supporting an organization that promotes professionalism. I’ve always been proud of my state and I feel it is a proud distinction that I was admitted to its bar. I’ve been exposed to many jurisdictions at the military, federal and state levels. There is a bit of a hodge podge in the quality of the legal profession across this country. Most have been good in my experience. I classify Wisconsin as top shelf. ( As it is “in everything” I can hear the cynics say.)

Almost a year ago I joked that the anti-Trump politicians might hit 100 indictments. Overall they came up a bit short. However, my prediction that there was a danger of casting Trump as a victim seems more clear now. If one is to go after someone, political targeting being a dubious move in any event, it would have been a good idea to hone in on a few select charges. Solid evidence would have helped. And, of course, having competent attorneys act as hatchet women/men would be high on a list of qualifications. Clowns, grifers and bozos need not apply. However, so far it has at least been entertaining.

The current trial has also caused some of my atrophied legal brain cells to revive long enough to remember the olden days. Jury trials. (See the movie “Twelve Angry Men”…sorry RO it was filmed in black and white.) I always appeared for a jury duty summons. At times I had legitimate excuses for an excuse and knew there was little chance I’d be selected. However, I wanted to be a part of the justice system to keep balance. I defended enough criminal cases to want a decent mix of citizens for jury duty. Fairness in due process is crucial. Thus, I’d show up and leave it to others whether I’d make a jury. Never did. If you are ever called to jury duty I recommend trying not to avoid it. It is an essential part of citizenship.

News reports from the Trump trial make mention of sleepiness during court sessions. I was always happy to be a trial attorney because you have to be on stage all the time. Not so for most others at a trial. That can also be true for a judge. Judicial rulings/interactions during a trial can be few and far between. I recall a county judge back home who dosed off in a jury trial. It made the news. I felt bad for him as I knew him to be one of our better judges. Who was really mad about his lapse was the jury. After all the jury missed work or their daily routines to show up and stay awake. Years later that memory prompted Papa to have a paper clip on hand to press into the palm on hot, muggy afternoon sessions. May not have been the best judge but I was awake.

Soon a New York jury will hand down its verdict. In my experiemce there is no higher high than a positive verdict for a trial attorney. A low can go pretty deep if an attorney is heavily invested in a case’s merits but falls short on a verdict. Civil or criminal a trial consumes an attorney’s attention for long periods. I often talked to myself while driving or walking alone when I rehearsed opening/closing arguments or a sequence of questions to ask a witness. Certain folks might catch me babbling on and suspect me of going around the bend.

The Trump trial has highlighted an aspect of the current state of our news media. There is an onslaught of cheerleading, for and against, rather than any veiled attempt to be objective. The throw him in jail crowd seemed to be 24/7. Every word of testimony was flashed with more than enough spin to satisfy its diehard viewers. When a witness was crushed in cross the pale it caused on presenters was obvious. But, soon another talking head recovered and said it all was not as bad as it might seem. Hope for a conviction prevailed. The other side pointed out all the holes in the case. What a tragic turn of events for America and our judicial system was proclaimed. Papa sits and thinks about showmanship rather than what the last fifty-six years has been about for him. Woo is the system.

AVOID SHAME

My brother called me yesterday. He was distraught. Not about any of the usual health issues that seem to multiply for us old guys with each passing year. He’s had his share of surgeries, procedures and hospitalizations. Nor did any local sports teams fall short of hope. Those were not the cause of his concern. He was beside himself, nearly speechless and in despair that anyone in this country, much less supposedly educated college students, were loudly and proudly cheering for the Hamas butchers. They actively support evil. And, based on what can be dicerned from the news, they have no shame in such depravity. Somehow they think they are on the side of justice.

Today our conversation seems all the more ironic because April 30, 1945 is the date the real architect of genocide killed himself in a bunker in Berlin. It seems inconceivable that his hateful philosophy that gave rise to monstrous crimes could ever come to American shores. Make no mistake; it is seeking a foothold here. Beware of the usual word games of misdirection from those who do not have your best interests at heart. After a free country, Isreal, was attacked in an unspeakable fashion many in this country started to say the Isreali right to self defense should be limited for the sake of innocents. The “we are against butchery by Hamas but also against too much war” crowd. Then came some perverted colonialism nonsense. Isreal is bad and Palistinians are noble goobly goop. It took some time but it’s much clearer now; there is a ton of hate of the Jews. Signs, chants and slogans. A few suffer a public slip of the tongue and say zionists don’t deserve to live. Or, Jews should go back to Poland.

Poland? These young minds couldn’t be trying to reference Nazi death camps could they? Does Auschwitz rings a bell? A lady in my gym today said what is going on at Columbia University reminds her of the “Brown Shirts” of Germany. Good point. Donning the scarves, colors and symbols of Hamas. A history professor at Wisconsin who escaped from Nazi Germany in 1933 always pointed to the power of the Third Reich’s symbols in its rise. He said that the outside Nazi poison began to infect his school. Before he fled across Lake Constance he was told by a girl who he thought was a friend that he should “go back to Jerusalem”. Tonight on the news a young person was filmed smashing in the glass doors of the school’s library. Kristallnacht anyone? Like my brother I never thought such a level of antisemitism would ever rear its head in America. I was taught that antisemitism was wrong and the point was driven home by movies. (Gentlemen’s Agreement, Diary Of Anne Frank and Exodus.) And, by exmple. I remember a Catholic barkeep who traded places with a Jewish man on religious holidays. It is difficult to believe what is being said/done to Jews and Isreal now. That such conduct is tolerated in the halls of Ivy and the Executive Branch of the US government is astonishing. (Scolding Isreal while it is in the midst of defending itself sounds like a really good idea right now, Tony. Or, was John McCain right?)

By the way. Yesterday was the date in 1945 when US troops freed Dachau. Never, never again best not become a hollow sound in your lifetimes in America. We know it has and can happen in hate filled parts of the world. There is a shame for what is starting to happen in America right now. Avoid such folks. Read your history. Pursue critical thinking. Remember, US citizens stood up against evil and the Bund never took root here some ninety years ago. (Look up Milwaukee’s German population and the conversion of Camp Hindenburg to Camp Schurz.)

STRESS TEST

After many years Papa’s cardiologist has ordered a stress test with thalium scan. It is not a diagnostist test as coranary disease was obvious with Papa’s 1988 quadruple by-pass surgery. She’s looking for progress (or is deterioration the more fitting term?) of my condition. However, the test is not necessary. I passed a more difficult test just this week.

The youngest grandson ended up being cared for by yours truly for eleven hours. Friday was not our usual day to help but when the regular four day Nanny became ill someone needed to step in. This grand-father fought off arthriris long enough to lift his feet high enough to count as a step in. The actually fit grandparent was off on an all day hike/trek. From 8:45 AM to 7:45 PM Papa outdid a Bruce Protocol procedure. Passed. Score does not matter as survival only criteria of note. Beloved grandson’s, not just mine. I did require help at the playground if the little rascal had attempted an escape from my reach/capacity. Without my daughter’s help I would have eliminated a playground visit. However, play activity helped with a good nap. (Kid took one too.)

Always remember that stress is bad. When ordered in the medical community take it with a grain of salt. When it comes with a visit of a grandchild it is a gift of love. The second is an absolute piece of cake. More please.

ECLIPSE

Well, it came and went. Once again Papa was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Totality, or at least as close as it possibly gets, passed over my beloved Sight Point at the appointed time. Clouds parted or were thin enough to not see much here in Oregon at the same time. Of course the road is still unpassable at our cabin. Not like Papa could have sat on the deck overlooking the gulf to watch darkness. So, did I miss much? Tonight I will turn off all the house lights to imagine the darkness of an eclipse. And, dream I am you know where.

WHAT? ME WORRY?

Papa loves history and politics. As a boy in the 1950’s Mad Magazine was a favorite. Reading it was about as rebellious as I ever became in my lifetime. The title of the above post comes from a saying of the mascot of MAD. Today I connect that memory with a poliical event taking place tomorrow. South Carolina holds its republican primary.

What I find especially interesting is that there seems to be a steady drumbeat from the Trump campaign and all its supportive talking heads that Niki Haley should drop out; yesterday. Why is she still trying? What does she have to gain? One guy on television today suggested that if she had half a brain she’d have quit after New Hampshire. Or, was it after Iowa? There seems to be a trace of anger in the voices of various talking heads. Why would that be? If your favored candidate is a shoo-in why not be calm and magnanimous about an opponent? What harm can she do?

Thus, “What me worry?” seems a more appropriate reaction to a two person race when Trump cheerleaders ballyhoo a 35 or is it a 40 point advantage. Tomorrow is the vote. I’ll be watching the results. Mostly to see if there is a major blowout. In that event I still will be pondering why so much angst about a candidate that is not a threat. I don’t recall such anger/upset when Harold Stassen stayed in GOP races later than February.

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