Heroines and Heroes
Yves's appearance on After Hours had me blowing kisses at the screen. Commentary includes Obama (shocking indifference to unemployment, for a Democrat--if you think he is a Democrat), unions (why generalize from the Teamsters to all unions, when we don't generalize from Massey to all corporations), inflation (just not an issue right now), and more. Read below the fold...
To deploy an army of MMT proponents to respond to deficit terrorism on the web.
Go to offending articles. Neutralize flaws. Report back to home base.
An MMT heart ( ♥) will be awarded for each successful strike.
In November, prizes will be awarded to those with the most MMT ♥, including an all inclusive trip to the Center of the Universe, St. Croix, USVI. Read below the fold...
Well, well, well. What have we here? Looks like my friends at NOW have some news.
Militant anti-abortion rights group Operation Save America is planning to terrorize abortion care providers and harass the women they serve in Charlotte, N.C., from July 17-24. Please join Charlotte NOW, Feminist Majority Foundation and supporters of women's reproductive rights by taking action NOW.
Operation Save America? Wow! That sure is a lofty goal. I wonder who these special activists could be? Read below the fold...
Much has been written about Marie Antoinette’s head, for she lost it by guillotine during the French Revolution in 1793. But what of her heart? We know that women have been excluded from history, and that the ignorance engendered by our exclusion has profound consequences, chief among them the abject state imposed by apparent lack of tradition. This is, ultimately, one of the two major reasons women’s history is so important to the progress of women. The other reason is that what is already written is often false, the story shaped to fit the narrative of powerful men who sought to maintain that power. Not only must we write down our histories, we must also inspect what is already available and correct the record where it is wrong. Read below the fold...
When a social movement adopts the compromises of its legislators, it has forgotten its role, which is to push and challenge the politicians, not to fall in meekly behind them. The mantra "the best that we can get" is a recipe for corruption. We are not politicians, but citizens. We have no office to hold on to, only our consciences.
- Howard Zinn (1922-2010)
writing in The Progressive, May 2007 Read below the fold...
Report from the Field
Last night, I attended the PNHP NYC Chapter monthly forum, entitled "Where's Labor Been in the Year of Health Care Reform?" LibbyLiberal from Corrente met me there, and we both brought flyers for my Rep. Carolyn Maloney "Yes" vote protest on Saturday afternoon, which she and other Correntians will be attending.
The room was packed, and expectations were high as Bill Henning got up to speak. Read below the fold...
Via BDBlue, comes this unbelievable study of "the wealth gap" and women of color. We have all heard of the income gap - women make, on average, 77 cents to every man's dollar - but the wealth gap has been largely ignored. I'm so very thankful that this study has come along to shine the light on a very, very important way in which women of color are failing to gain societal equality.
Each time a girl opens a book and reads a womanless history,
she learns she is worth less.
– Myra Pollack Sadker
It's Women's History Month! That means we will have even more reason to talk about women: women of the past, present and future.
The woman I'd like to talk about from my past was my mother. I lost her on March 9, 1996, but I can't help remembering her, not just because I loved her so and said farewell to her long before her time, but also because I see her in the mirror every day. (All the cliches are true.) Read below the fold...
By David Swanson
"Prophecy" is the title of a new play by Karen Malpede, and I'm here to attempt the unamerican task of telling you to see it without telling you it's a comedy. In fact, I'm going to confess that I had to take a break from it and recover before I could write about it. I felt like I'd taken a blow with an enormous sledge hammer, even though I knew that a whole orchestra of smaller instruments had produced what I was feeling.
It was not a bad feeling, not an undesirable feeling. The play is a thing of beauty, and not all beauty fits into that Hollywood sensation of wouldn't-such-a-thing-be-sweet-but-I-bet-they're-divorced-in-a-year-and-I-shouldn't-have-had-that-last-gallon-of-coke. Read below the fold...