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Three things that the Bernie fans “Just Don’t Get.” #bernedout

The reasons for Bernie’ failing campaign are hiding in plain sight, but his followers seem incapable of seeing them.

Bernie Sanders’ fans like to talk about what others “don’t get.” In an interview with Chris Matthews earlier this week, Bernie Sanders himself spoke about what Chris Matthews “doesn’t get.” This condescension is tiresome and annoying to those outside the Bernie camp, because the tone is so insulting. But now that they have started it, it seems fair that we can take a look at the numerous things that the Bernie fans and Bernie himself, don’t seem to get. That list of things can be pretty long if you insist on arguing the intricacies of presidency, but I think it can fairly be expressed in three encompassing points.

  1. Trickle down economics don’t work, whether you are on the right or on the left. Ronald Reagan’s trickle down prosperity was a ludicrous insult to the 99 percent. By enhancing the wealth of the wealthiest people, you do not necessarily do anything for the rest of the country. The money doesn’t trickle down to any appreciable degree, it simply stays at the top. This is clear to everyone on the left, but what escapes many people is that Bernie’s breaking up the big banks proposal applies the same illogic. During one debate, Bernie claimed that his administration would be better for African-Americans than the Obama administration because more prosperity will flow to their communities. Really? Are we to assume that all the layers of economy between the wealthiest and the poorest people are going to allow wealth to pass through when they can sop it up for themselves? Breaking up the banks may be a fine idea, but it does little or nothing to alleviate the problems in our society. I think this is glaringly clear to the majority of African Americans who vote for Hillary, but it seems totally incomprehensible to the Bernie crowd.
  2. You can’t make a revolution from behind fortress walls. Bernie talks about fighting the establishment and creating a revolution. He paints a picture of himself and his followers as a great nation of protesters massing at the walls of the fortress “establishment.” But in practice, Bernie has done the opposite, built a fortress of his own. Bernie’s message is that you are either for the Bernie solution or you are part of the problem. It is not surprising that the more fringe elements of his support are so intolerant of even the slightest criticism of their candidate, forcing people to either totally buy into Bernie’s views or feel the shame of sharp derision. The over the top demonization of Hillary Clinton in endless tweets, emails, facebook comments and news articles draws the line quite clearly: you are either with us or you are against us. That is not a recipe for growing your movement. You can consolidate your followers behind a wall and intimidate them from ever stepping out of line, but at the same time you are also putting up a formidable barrier for anyone who might want to step their toe in. A successful politician knows this, but Bernie is not a very successful politician. For 30 years he has been the firebrand from the people’s republic of Vermont, alienating nearly every one of his colleagues in Congress, to the extent that his supporters there can be counted on one hand. Bernie does not have a strategy to alleviate that. Instead of trying to engage the congressional superdelegates to gain their support, the superdelegates are vilified as bought shills. Instead of finding common ground with Planned Parenthood, NORAD, HRC and the Black Caucus PAC, these are dismissed as “establishment” to be fought against. Bernie’s reflexive reaction to opposition is to dig in behind the walls. This is clear once again now as he simply turns his back on the great majority of Southern states and focuses his attention on his strong base among college students and working class white voters in Minnesota and Massachusetts. Today he is giving a speech in Austin, Texas. Really? Does he need to speak to the adoring crowds on campus or does he need to reach out to skeptical voters who may or may not end up voting for Hillary?
  3. Ideological purity is not a good indicator of leadership. It is commendable for a politician to have a moral code that he follows, and a clear sense of social justice that he applies. But he also needs a pragmatic side that knows how to negotiate with those who disagree with him, and to accept partial solutions when necessary rather than holding out for clearly unattainable total victory. When his ideology becomes the a priori litmus test for every action, it makes him inflexible and incapable of evolving. Conditions change, society changes, experiments succeed or fail and our strategies have to adapt. The fact that Bernie has been saying the same thing in every speech for the past 40 years does indicate a man that is true to his ideals. It also indicates a man who is incapable of evolving, who exists in an echo chamber. It looks great to his supporters, it looks like a broken record to his detractors. A leader must be able to gain the confidence of the whole society, not just of his followers and he can’t do that with intransigent positions at one end of the political spectrum. He or she must lead from inside the pack, not from the corner.

At some point the Bernie citadel will go quiet. His followers will find it necessary to come out and make their peace with the rest of us. Hopefully, they will be able to take what is good and constructive from this experience and enrich the political climate. But in doing that they will have to make some painful observations about their movement and especially, about their revered candidate.

February 27, 2016 Posted by | politics | , , , | Leave a comment

Chiara De Luca, The Corolla of Memory/La corolla del ricordo, translated by Eileen Sullivan

Poetry is not an easy thing, you need to find a quiet place inside you and you must plant your feet solidly on the ground, but lightly, so that your head can rise, and float away. I find that place rarely, but when I do it is a delicious treat.

Edizioni Kolibris




This is a poetry of lyrical grace that casts a spare and flickering light on human suffering. It is a poetry that maintains a surface beauty, like trees in blossom, but goes on to produce a fruit of extraordinary taste and validity. There is a gravity to both thought and language that teeters always on the brink of sorrow; it is the cry of a hurt, furred animal. Poetry here is redemption; the music of Chiara’s language, the delicate movements of the verse-rhythms, the sense of a faith under stress that emerges from the constraint of phrase and enjambement — all speaks a poetry from the heart of our times, a soul in poetry that belongs “to everyone and no one at all”. It is moving and beautiful work and beauty, as an old poet once wrote, must be “in no way cherry blossom”.

John F. Deane




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July 4, 2015 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Two persons “a couple” have been arrested in the Stoning to Death of a Trans person in Cuba

The picturesque city of Pinar del Rio.

The picturesque city of Pinar del Rio.

This article by Paquito, él de Cuba gives more details about the transgender person that was stoned to death in a park in the provincial city of Pinar del Rio in April. The police arrested two males aged 18 and 25 who declared themselves to be a couple and the perpetrators of the crime. The victim was 41 years old, named Diosvany Muñoz Robaina. She died of internal hemorrhage in the abdomen caused by the heavy blows. The two suspects are in police custody and will be tried for homicide. All this information was supplied by the main offices of the National Revolutionary Police, apparently after talk about the case brought pressure for action. The first rumors about the stoning coincided with the Eight Cuban National Day Against Homophobia, which was held in May.


Dos hombres de 25 y 18 años que declararon ser pareja fueron detenidos y están siendo procesados por el delito de homicidio, a raíz de las pedradas que en abril último causaron la muerte a Diosvany Muñoz Robaina en un parque de la ciudad de Pinar del Río.

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June 28, 2015 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , | Leave a comment

Life in a country of air-quotes: On the steps of the “Parliament” of the “German” “Democratic” “Republic”

This was a few months after the opening of the wall. Certainly not before, - I can't imagine sitting on the steps of the East German Parliament grinning luridly in my weird 1990s jeans. That just was not done.

This was a few months after the opening of the wall. Certainly not before – I can’t imagine sitting on the steps of the East German Parliament grinning luridly in my weird 1990s jeans anytime before that. That just was not done.

German? Well, I suppose so, but really an extension of the Soviet Union. And Republic? That implies sovereignty, in a place fully occupied by the Soviet Union. But Democratic least of all. Correct me if I am wrong, but it seemed self-evident that there were no democratic institutions such as councils, advisory boards or community groups (other than the Lutheran Church) that were not overtly controlled by members of the SED, the East German Communist Party. Fear was so great that the only people who dared speak at any public meeting, no matter how small or local, were those ambitious SOBs who took the opportunity to kiss the asses of the party leadership. These were the people who succeeded in East Germany, the people willing to humiliate themselves with verbally talented fealty to the party elders. It was a gerontocracy with a backward looking dynamic with little space for new ideas. Inevitably, it was the Lutheran Church, the only independent institution, that became the forum for regime-change in 1989.

November 10, 2014 Posted by | politics, Uncategorized | , , | Leave a comment

A writing process

Writing is a process – methodical, precise, logical, but it is also an art, chaotic, impressionistic, and totally illogical.  So it seems futile to try to explain it. However, it is fun to try to do that, and it is even more fun to read how others describe their own writing processes. Here I go:

1. What am I working on?

Right now I am putting together a visual book. It will have chapters that consist of photos, with little explanations for each picture that together will create a narrative. I haven’t done anything like this before, but have been thinking about it for a long time. Sort of a graphic novel or foto-romanzo. It will take time and a few experiments. I have just finished putting together a purely photographic book, consisting of photos of Uzbekistan with short captions after each photo. No narrative, just images. I want to see how satisfying this will be as a book. I want to feel the book, turn the pages, experience it, to see how it will work with a more complex project. The Uzbekistan book will be my next publication, and it will hopefully be the first of several that will be primarily visual. I am also a photographer and would like to be able to integrate both the literary and visual arts into one project. Wish me luck!

2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I like to think that my settings are unique. Of course, I have not discovered anyplace new that no one has ever been to before, but my characters and their times and places are a special combination, and reflect my interest in the clash and blending of cultures. I like my novels to be full of interesting characters in unusual predicaments, so that no matter how readers feel about the story itself, they will feel that they have become introduced to a memorable character and stepped into a world that they have not been in before. My novel The Shriek and the Rattle of Trains takes place among American ex-pats in Romania and my other novel, Nickel Fare, is set in Brooklyn and Staten Island among hippies and gay people in the early 1970s. I write about it so that you don’t have to live it!

3. Why do I write what I do?

Hmmm. Because I have to. I think this is true about all writers. We have to write, because it somehow completes us. It’s the scratch for our itch. And it has to be about something we believe in or else what’s the point?  I love the feeling I get when writing, as though I am living vicariously through my characters. That is probably why so many writers don’t seem to mind living in isolation in a farmhouse in Connecticut or Washington State, they find the company they need in their characters. No, that doesn’t sound so great, but then again, nobody said that writers are the most socially adjusted people on earth. But besides that, there is a satisfaction about completing a story that is incomparable to any other feeling of accomplishment I have ever had. To create life and human complexity out of words is a wonderful feeling.

4. How does my writing process work?

I notice that Mark McNease says that he writes everyday at a certain time, for a set amount of time. How I admire people like that! I can only say that my own process is far more serendipitous than that. I don’t write everyday, though I would like to. Writing daily forces you to stay immersed in a literary language, and involved in the lives of your characters. I don’t do that, though. I often have to take weeks or even months off from writing when other duties and interests take over. (like right now, as I work on my Uzbeki photo project). It causes some problem for me in terms of momentum and consistency, but i like to think that there are advantages to this, as well. When I return to a piece after a long period of time, I can see it with a fresh eye, as an outsider rather than an insider. Often this helps me to work out awkwardness in the plot, or bits of dialog that are not quite clear enough. I am an ambitious reviser, and my stories go through countless re-edits and revisions before they are finished. This would be more difficult if I were  involved with them daily. So, I guess that every writer has his or her own process, the one that is most suited to get the desired results. I love authors!

July 7, 2014 Posted by | writing | , | Leave a comment

Nabokov from an Alternate Universe

The Unreal Life of Sergey Nabokov,  by Paul Russell, is a fascinating novel about Vladimir Nabokov’s brother, a man who lived a life at least as interesting as that of his more famous brother. Sergey began his life as a member of the St. Petersburg elite in Tsarist Russia, and along with Vladimir, experienced the revolution and exile at an early age. It is a familiar journey from privilege to poverty for this intellectual family, but we find in this fictionalized version of Sergey’s life, that everything takes on a different meaning when seen through his eyes. Lacking literary talents, the good looks and the privilege of heterosexuality that Vladimir enjoyed and exploited so successfully, Sergey must find his way through the dangers and addictive pleasures of Twentieth Century Europe. Everything comes with more difficulty for Sergey, and he ends up dying UnrealLifeSergey_6ain a Nazi concentration camp. Vladimir, the acclaimed writer, on the other hand, becomes a wealthy writer in America, apparently oblivious to the sufferings of his brother. In the introduction to this novel, the author quotes Vladimir from his autobiography, Speak, Memory, when he finally breaks his silence about his gay brother, “For various reasons, I find it inordinately hard to speak about my older brother. He is a mere shadow in the background of my richest and most detailed recollections.” To be fair, it is possible that he cannot speak about his brother because of the pain of the knowledge of his troubled life and death, but to say that he is mere shadow in his mind is very telling, considering that they grew up so closely right through the tumult of revolution, until their exile as teenagers. One can perceive the easy forgetfulness that the perfect and spoiled child often feels when confronted with the plight of a less fortunate sibling. Perhaps for this reason, Paul Russell does not paint a very sympathetic portrait of Vladimir in this novel.

Beautifully written, The Unreal Life of Sergey Nabokov offers an extraordinary alternative reading of the history of the Russian exile. It is a reminder, if we need one, that in this age of wider acceptance, the awareness of the lives of gay people gives us a refreshing new perspective on the world, turning the familiar on its ear, and giving depth to history.

Some reviews of the Unreal Life of Sergey Nabokov:

on the Lambda Literary website

in the Washington Post


June 28, 2014 Posted by | literature | , , , | Leave a comment