Downton Abbey

January 24th, 2012

Or where our heroine worries about what this awesome show will mean for future seasons of network programming

So, my three big loves—no secret here—are politics, pop culture, and puppies (followed closely by [Diet] Pepsi and Pop Tarts). This is going to be about my current pop culture love: Downton Abbey.

If you Google do a web search for Downton Abbey, you’ll likely find no end of results both providing a quick background of the show and waxing more philosophical on its themes

But what may not be immediately evident is that this is one of the more talked-about shows that I’ve seen in a long time. It was name dropped on another one of my favorite TV shows—Chuck—a few weeks ago (see it here on YouTube. Ken Jennings (yes, that Ken Jennings the big-time Jeopardy winner) tweeted about it last night right before the most recent episode (at least most recent for those of you who, unlike me, didn’t go ahead and pay to stream the BBC episodes on amazon) aired on Masterpiece Theatre.

Barnes and Nobel, NPR, and probably others have come up with lists of recommended reading for those who can’t get enough. After I ran out of episodes, I wound up then watching all of the recent Upstairs Downstairs reboot (couldn’t quite get into the original, alas, as there are no end of episodes of that!), and am now just sitting on my hands impatiently while I wait for Season 3 to start . . . and then wait even longer for it to be available in the U.S.

So, as American network TV execs observe the success and buzz on this show, I’m sure they’re anxiously wondering exactly how they can copy capitalize on it. As I pondered this last night, I realized, it’s likely not going to end well.

You see, a smart network executive would look at this and surmise that audiences are eager for smartly-written, character-driven shows.

A typical network executive is going to look at this and come to the conclusion that we want costume dramas and British accents.

Granted I love costumes and accents as much as the next stereotypical GIRL, but that’s not what keeps me watching. What keeps me watching is the interpersonal relationships, the dialog, and the incredible DEPTH the characters have. Keep that in mind, TV producers. Not that I expect any growth beyond the cheap, easily produced reality shows and sitcoms, but I can dream.

If this is “Top” I’d Rather be “Bottom”

January 13th, 2012

I had a birthday a few months ago, and thanks to some birthday money from my father, my birthday present to myself was an iPad.

Being as I have the attention span of a hypercaffeinated three year old at an amusement park, I’m always looking for new mindless games to play. Being as my bank account balance is about the same as the aforementioned three year old, my price-point for said mindless games is in the range of “Free.”

So, a few days ago, I found myself mulling the list of most popular free iPad apps in the iTunes store and the list looked like this:

List of Apple's Free Apps

And Top Girl HD was one that caught my attention. I’d not seen it before, and as anyone who knows me might agree, I’m all about girl power!

So, I clicked on it to see wha tit was all about, and . . .

Game Description & Screen Shots

note: some elements moved to keep the screen grab to a reasonable size, but the text has not been altered in any way (click on the image for a full-size screenshot)

Girl power. Right.

To be the “Top Girl,” the player has to ‘do gigs, shop, go clubbing, and” MOST IMPORTANTLY “flirt with HOT guys!”

This was the number FOUR best selling app on the day that I checked. An app that measures success by the player (presumably a tween girl)’s ability to shop, club, and flirt. Is this really what the girls who are downloading apps are interested in as far as games are concerned?

How about a game where they do really well in school and go on to become secretary of state or even president? Or a game akin to Tomb Raider where they’re saving priceless artifacts from smugglers and miscreants but the body is more realistically proportioned?

And yes—this is what it took to get me righteously indignant enough to open up the old blogging machine after a yearlong hiatus. Congratulations, Crowdstar, Inc.!

The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia

January 3rd, 2011

Wild: Yes; Wonderful: Well, That’s Subject to Debate

Or, wherein our heroine watches a documentary and can’t stop thinking about it . . .

The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia . . . that was the title of the documentary that Netflix’s algorithm thought I might enjoy based on my interest in “social and cultural documentaries”—which, of course, doesn’t necessarily mean high-society or high culture (though a number of the members of the family were “high” throughout the movie).

I’ve now seen it three times—which, by most rubrics might mean I enjoyed it. I’m not sure I did, but what I can say is that it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anything that made such a strong impression on me—and that I cannot stop thinking about it.

The basic point of the movie is straightforward. The Whites are a family in West Virginia—descended from D. Ray White whom his daughter, Mamie, refers to as “the last of the original mountain tap dancers.” After D. Ray was killed (or what various people in the film keep referring to as “died unexpectedly”), his shoes were passed down to his sons, one of whom—Jesco—kept up the tradition.

In the early 90s, PBS produced a documentary on Jesco, called The Dancing Outlaw. This led to Jesco becoming “the most famous man in West Virginia” (thereby disabusing me of the notion that it was the late Robert Byrd). And, by some measures, he may well be—Jesco (and other members of his family) have been celebrated in song (and not just the predictable things like Rebel country music [Hank Williams III], but rock, punk, and rap); there was a follow-up documentary Jesco Goes to Hollywood about his guest spot on Roseanne, and (per the movie) “fans” will often leave messages and/or take things from his apartment door.

The documentarians then inform us that (in spite of their choice of the clip wherein Jesco recounts threatening his wife with a knife to her throat if she should ever deign to serve him runny eggs) Jesco is hardly the most colorful member of the family.

It then cuts to a clip of the aforementioned Mamie, who says it’s time to meet the “other mother[explitive] Whites.”

And, by God, we do.

I’ve spent a lot of time on the Internet in the past few days looking for more information both about the movie and the family. Despite its grittiness, there was a part of me that seriously thought this might be a mockumentary—especially given that Johnny Knoxville is among the producers, but it’s not. That I initially thought there’s no way this could be for real, might be an indication of how over-the-top this family is.

Some of the criticism of the film is that it’s exploitative. I disagree. Those that are on film are well-aware that they’re on film. There is even one time when they ask that the cameras be turned off. The rest of the time, however, they either don’t care—or, more often, revel in it.

I referred to this film to friends a few times as “an unbridled celebration of ‘the id’.” “Hillbilly Peyton Place,” may be another good summary, or perhaps “sex, drugs, and mountain tap dancing.”

So, with that in mind, I think one of the more interesting and though provoking quotes comes from one of the lawyers they interview early in the film (being as one or more of the Whites is in trouble with the law at any given time), who says

There’s a kid in this town from very humble beginnings who just got into M.I.T., M.I.T. Why aren’t you following him around with a camera?

I’m not the producer, so I can’t answer, but it really does beg the question. Why have I watched this film three times? Why do producers return to the family over and over?

Is it the “schadenfreude” aspect—that those watching the film feel better about their own lives? Is it the shock value—the inability to look away from a trainwreck when it’s happening? Is the family charismatic in a way that I dare not even admit to myself? I don’t know . . .

I do know that I would’ve enjoyed a story about someone who rose from humble beginnings to triumph (most recently Akeela and the Bee is one such film that I adored)—but would I have still been talking and thinking about it several days later?

I don’t know . . .

What I do know is that as much as people like the Whites (video below of Sue Bob White—one of the many members of the family) may give me a self satisfied sense of superiority they also give me great cause for concern—because to an extent their behavior is celebrated, emulated, and lauded—and that’s antithetical to the type of world that I’d like to live in.

The documentary did attempt to “explain” (rather than “excuse”) some of this culture—the insular nature of coal mining communities, and the rather fatalistic approach that comes from working in that field which therefore serves as a foundation of the rather over-the-top “eat, drink, & be merry for tomorrow we may die” approach to life. But it was only a small portion of a much larger festival of . . . over indulgence and violence.

Yeah, I’m still not sure what to make of it, but I’m equally unsure I’m up for a fourth viewing.

“Tweets” to my 16 year old self

November 8th, 2010

Wherein the Concept of Brevity Once Again Eludes our Heroine

There was a “meme” on Twitter (you can find me here) last week to provide our past selves with advice under the hashtag #tweetyour16yearoldself – I tweeted a few things, but in the unlikely event that I could go back in time and give myself advice from the perspective of having been there and done that–or even send myself a message through some rift in the space/time continuum–it really requires more than 140 characters. Instead, I’ll blog it (and resist the urge to post-date it to 1991).

  • Sure, eating right and exercising is a pain, but if you don’t get in the habit now, you’ll be 250 pounds by the time you finish law school (and yes, you’re going to law school–although you may want to think about a Ph.D. in political science instead, that’s another bullet point entirely), and taking the weight off will be a constant struggle. You do manage to lose 100 pounds though, and mostly maintain it, so good for you!

  • Don’t open those credit cards when you’re in undergrad. No, really, don’t do it! Credit cards are NOT free money, and the long-term costs outweigh the instant gratification by orders of magnitude.
  • There’s truth in the adage nothing ventured nothing gained. Don’t be afraid of failure or rejection; they give you character and provide opportunities in unexpected ways. You’re a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for, so venture off the easy route every now and then.
  • Don’t be afraid of your inner geek. She’s a passionate, dynamic, fun individual, and you’re going to meet some of your best friends through her (and besides, you’re not fooling anyone).
  • Your senior year of college, you’re going to decide to go to law school, your professors are going to try to persuade you to get a Ph.D. instead. Listen to them–I’m not saying you made a bad decision, because it landed you where you are (I am?) now, but it wasn’t the highest point in your (my?) life, and the choice to do that over a Ph.D., is the one big, road not taken in your (my?) life.
  • Whenever you have a little extra money, invest in Apple . . .

So, my few dear readers (all three of you and my mom), what advice would you give yourself?

Wherein our Heroine Muses about Publius, the New York Times, and Jon Stewart

November 2nd, 2010

I will often rant about politics or engage in a debate on the subject and find myself adding a sidenote that I REALLY ought to get around to making a blog post on the subject . . . and then life gets in the way and I discover that the argument I was going to be made has been made not only better, but by someone with a lot more cache than I have.

Nevertheless, there are a few ideas that I did promise myself I would get out there, and this post, will serve as sort of a catch-all list of my current political frustrations and thoughts . . . as with most of my other political rants, I’m going to endeavor to reference it and—when possible—link back to the thoughts of the founders.

A Multiplicity of Sects and Factions or “Representative government exits so the majority won’t bake & eat the minority”

The preceding quote regarding democracy was one of the many catchphrases one of my undergraduate political science professors used to repeat when talking about the Federalist Papers – namely numbers 10 and 51. (Both of these documents—drafted by James Madison—are work of art. Check them out if you’ve not already. Yes, that is an order.)

Federalist 10 describes the issues of “sects and factions.” The founders held that because [hu]man’s very nature predisposed them to unite in opposition toward others, there were only two options: Prohibit this tendency by imposing limits on liberty (which the founders saw as a prima facie unacceptable solution), or control (dampen) the impact of the factions via the government.

It’s tempting to quote the whole document, because re-reading it now, I can’t help but be struck by how relevant it remains.

Complaints are everywhere heard from our most considerate and virtuous citizens, equally the friends of public and private faith, and of public and personal liberty, that our governments are too unstable, that the public good is disregarded in the conflicts of rival parties, and that measures are too often decided, not according to the rules of justice and the rights of the minor party, but by the superior force of an interested and overbearing majority.

That was written on November 22, 1787—and yet it could have just as easily been written today—describing the views of the non-majority parties.

A zeal for different opinions concerning religion, concerning government, and many other points, as well of speculation as of practice; an attachment to different leaders ambitiously contending for pre-eminence and power; or to persons of other descriptions whose fortunes have been interesting to the human passions, have, in turn, divided mankind into parties, inflamed them with mutual animosity, and rendered them much more disposed to vex and oppress each other than to co-operate for their common good.

This is so fundamentally obvious, and yet it’s something that it’s probably most difficult for me to get. Egocentric as I am, it’s sometimes hard for me to understand how someone can be living in the same times, and general geographic location than I am, and draw COMPLETELY DIFFERENT conclusions from what I see as an incontrovertible truth. But I think this lays out, slightly more eloquently, what I realized: Delink politics and religion as one may, they are more similar than not—for politics, like religion, is a belief system that draws as much on one’s personal experiences and “faith” as it does on rationality. Debate is inevitable; it’s only the nature of the debate that changes. (Super Secret Easter Egg to Loyal and Clever Readers: It’s my hope plan to actually write a book on the evolving nature of political debate. Working title What Would Publius Blog?)

Make no mistake, despite what the corresponding Anti-Federalist Paper would have one believe, Madison (the author of Federalist 10 [although he and his co-authors wrote under the pen name Publius]) was not opposed to these factions—in fact, he feared the type of tyranny that would come with direct majority rule. He wanted factions, but he wanted to control their impact so that the ultimate system would work to the benefit of mankind.

And as I’ve said before, I actually like factions—I think some amount of debate and disagreement are healthy. But I also think that, too an extent, disagreement for the sake of disagreement, is NOT healthy. This is what’s been bothering me now. Although I tend to eschew label (in part because they are relative to the current position of the Overton Window), it would be fair to say that in general I agree more with the US political power currently in power (Democrat) than I do with its dissenters.

So, what is my point? I’m not sure I have one actually—rather I have a question, and it’s one that’s taken me a while to be able to articulate, and that’s as follows:

At what point does a group stop being a “faction” and become “fringe”? Is there a point at which a “faction” is so branched off that it loses legitimacy, or are all factions equally deserving of their part in the dialog? Given that Madison’s intent was to insulate against majority tyranny, who should even be the arbiter of legitimacy if there is such a thing as “too far out there.”

Does dialogue help or hurt? The New York Times recently asked the question in a similar way, and Jon Stewart suggested that

The country’s 24-hour, political pundit perpetual panic conflictinator did not cause our problems, but its existence makes solving them that much harder.

We live in a strange world now—notwithstanding the 24 hour cable news cycle and the blogosphere where any self-professed expert can share his/her opinion and have it taken as gospel (she says fully understanding the irony given her own role as a participant in said blogosphere)—one of the things that’s stuck out to me is how the very gatekeepers have begun becoming the newsmakers—pundits reporting on other pundits as though the opinions aired by those pundits are something newsworthy and shameful—when really, they’re opinions.
A blogger at Crooks and Liars today suggested that Jon Stewart ‘s rally missed the mark noting that

The GOP leadership has this very week assured voters that they will not compromise with the Democrats if they win the House and/or Senate.

I’d disagree—because Stewart wasn’t talking about politicians—he was talking about the pundits and the media.

The blogger goes on to say.

The Right jumps in front of our car and says we don’t own that car and where’s the papers showing we can drive through the tunnel? We show them, over and over and over, the car’s birth certificate, but the Right screams that’s not the actual paper we need to drive through the tunnel. And it’s their tunnel! They want their tunnel back!

And here, again, is where the blogger has not only missed the message of Stewart’s rally, but is—perhaps—perpetuating the problem. BIRTHERS are not the right. We cannot paint reasonable people who happen to be Republicans with the same brush as birthers and even Tea Party members. There’s some overlap in the Venn diagram—but all are not the same any more than all members of the Left are Marxists.

So, yeah, my point, because I think I have one in here . . . is that maybe we need to be a bit more selective—in the criticisms we respond to—and in the criticisms we level. And maybe, just maybe, as we grow more selective, the magic mirror of the media will reflect that. And if not, well we can always change the channel.

The MARC (or other transit line of your choice) Drinking Game

July 17th, 2010

I did say the woes of my public transit line were going to be in a separate post.

I take the MARC (Maryland Area Regional Commuter) train to and from work on daily basis. 80% of the time, I must admit it’s preferable to sitting in traffic, but that other 20% of the time, well, it could lead one to . . . drink.

I’ve been threatening this for a while, and today during the course of my frustration with the fact that we were going insanely slow but we never got an announcement from the conductor (nor even a text message from MARC) as to why, I actually sat down and wrote it. I then shared the draft with some friends some of whom ride the MARC and some of whom are victims of other commuter rail lines–which at least provides me with some assurance that these issues are perhaps universal.

  • Take a long sip from a tall cool one….if the train is delayed due to heat restrictions.

  • Take a sip of your neighbor’s drink…if the train is delayed due to freight congestion.
  • Chug whatever you’ve got…for the duration of any incomprehensible announcement. (credit Bobbi)
  • Take three shots and say a prayer…if you’re running slow but no one seems to know why. You’re either too drunk or not drunk enough.
  • Drink a screwdriver…if you’re delayed due to a broken switch.
  • Drink a Wake Up Call…if you’re delayed because they can’t find a dispatcher
  • Drink an Inverted Traffic Lightif you’re delayed because of a “bad signal”
  • Drink a heckuva lot of water…if you’re unfortunate enough to be stranded on a train with no air conditioning
  • Have coffee and a doughnut…if you’re waiting for police to come and assist conductors with an unruly passenger.
  • Drink a Walk me Home Sweet Jesusif it’s standing room only by the second stop.
  • Drink an Absolut Trainwreckevery time a fellow passenger does something on the train that’s better done at home (e.g., clipping their nails, cleaning their ears, or applying Ben Gay).
  • Drink a sex on the beach…if you realize the movie a fellow passenger is watching on their laptop, portable DVD player, or other video device is porn.
  • Drink a Fuzzy Navel on Ice… If the guy next to you looks like Grizzly Adams (credit: Brian)
  • Do a Fuzzy Navel Shot… If it turns out to be a woman. (credit: Brian)
  • Drink a Bitch on Wheels…if you get stuck behind the woman who always bulls to the head of the line to board with her roll-on suitcase, and then takes her time strolling to the back of the car. (credit: Brian)
  • Save a nice glass of Lone Star… for when the first afternoon train to Frederick pulls out and you hear “YEEEEHAAAAAAWWWW.” (credit: Brian)
  • If the passenger next to you is engaging in a long and overly informative cell phone conversation…pour your drink over their heads. (Credit: Abbie)
  • If service is suspended and the Metro has to cross-honor tickets… pound your drink before you swipe through (no open liquid containers on the subway, folks…)(Credit: Abbie)
  • Drink some Gatorade…if you can walk faster than the train is moving. And then get out and do so! (Credit: Abbie)
  • Pretend to do a shot…if you get to the posted track only to find that there’s no train there.
  • Drink a sloe gentle screw up against the wall… if two of your fellow passengers are engaged in “get a room” behavior.
  • Drink a Seabreeze…if the train is too packed and you have to wait for the next one. Drink another if you have to wait for two. (Credit: Krista)
  • Have a celebratory glass of champagne…if the conductor doesn’t come through to check tickets. (Credit: Krista)
  • Drink a Gorilla Fart… if someone has BO or farts. (Credit: Bobbi)
  • Drink a dirty martini…if you’re seated next to a construction worker. (Credit Krista)
  • Do a shot… each time you get hit with someone’s elbow. Do a double each time you get pushed. (Credit: Krista)

A Universal Complaint Department

July 17th, 2010

A co-worker was venting her frustration yesterday with the absolutely horrific, non-intuitive, and unusable “protected” pages that are provided to ostensibly facilitate the distribution of information to committee and their discussion.

I told her that I agreed with everything she had to say and that if only there were some way that I could actually be empowered to, y’know, do something about it. Or get her (and my) frustrations to someone so empowered.

And then today a friend of mine was awoken by her city deciding that 12:30 AM was the perfect time to break out the chainsaws and clean up storm damage–damage that was in no way blocking the flow of traffic or otherwise posing a danger. And y’know that’s NOT the way things should be but there’s no one to whom to complain–especially not at 12:30 AM.

And while shaking my fist at the sky or stamping my foot at the injustice and inappropriateness of it all (as I’ve often actually found myself doing when my commuter train [the woes of which are going to be a subsequent entry] isn’t running remotely like it should), it doesn’t do any good beyond the momentary process of letting off steam.

And I truly think a lot of times my biggest frustration comes from the fact that not only am I not empowered to do anything about my situation beyond bending over and taking it like a (wo)man, I can’t even be assured that people who are actually empowered give a rat’s ass.

Which is why I’ve decided there should be some sort of universal complaint department–with immediate and appreciable results–none of this god has a plan for me and knows what I’m going through, I just need to be patient stuff–I DEMAND answers. And possibly restitution.

Science, Women, and a Whole lot of Misogyny

May 11th, 2010

Wherein our heroine takes her self-righteous indignation from Twitter to her blog. . .

As a geek, as a woman, as a scientist, and as a human being I was disappointed in last night’s Big Bang Theory. Lest I spoil it for anyone who hasn’t watched, I’ll cut the rest of my criticism.

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Broad-Shouldered Babes

April 12th, 2010

Or, wherein our Heroine Celebrates Two Sitcoms from her Formative Years (While Contemplating the Lack of Any Similar Programming Today

Last night, just as I was preparing to go to bed, I learned that Dixie Carter had passed away at the age of 70. Now, if you don’t remember George Bush, Sr. as anything other than the father of George W. Bush and you’ve never known CDs to be good for anything other thing ripping onto your iPod, you might be more familiar with Dixie Carter from her turn on Desperate Housewives. However, for me, she will always be Julia Sugarbaker from Designing Women. Read the rest of this entry »

Ted Kennedy’s Legacy and a Few Other Things

March 22nd, 2010

In Which Our Heroine Wonders about the Lack of Compromise in Health Care Reform

Several months ago I wrote an entry about my frustration with the growing lack of civility in political discourse.

And in the ensuing months my general frustration continued to grow . . . and grow . . . and grow as I watched the increasing tensions surrounding the passage of the health reform bill.

Now, in the interest of full disclosure I am: 1) a registered Democrat (though I consider myself a moderate/independent, I must register with a political party to vote in my state’s primary elections) 2) fully insured 3) in favor of health care reform.

So, it is only natural that I am going to watch the debate as someone who is sympathetic to those trying to pass the bill. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that I want this bill passed over the objections of the other party—because I feel as though only bitter fruit can come when sowing seeds into ground that’s been fertilized with hostility and resentment.

That said, in the face of the whinging and handwringing on the part of the Republicans in the House yesterday who complained that the Democrats wouldn’t compromise, I offer this (and credit to The American Prospect for originally linking to it). There are three things that catch my attention in this chart. FIRST that the plan that passed mirrors almost exactly the 1993 plan that was proposed BY REPUBLICANS as an alternative to the Clinton Plan. SECOND that in two places where there are deviations from the 1993 plan (Prohibition against lifetime spending caps, and extending coverage to dependents), the Senate plan took from what the current republicans offered. This is reinforced on the White House Web Site where President Obama specifically outlined what ideas came from the Republicans. THIRD: My gosh, there’s a WHOLE LOTTA ‘NO’s in the 2009 alternative plan.

For me this begs the question of the Republican Party—if the 1993 plan proposed by your own party’s leaders isn’t good enough, what is? The American Prospect suggested that perhaps

This liberalism stands in contrast to the conservatism of today, which sees liberalism as a force to be annihilated and liberals as traitors if it sees them as Americans at all.

Similarly, the non-partisan Media Matters finds that the Republicans failed to negotiate in good faith.

And I have to say that having watched Republican Congressmen lie (one [who’s name I’ve unfortunately forgotten] even continued to cite “death panels” in spite of how frequently that’s been debunked), and distort the truth during the course of the debate for reasons that I cannot fathom (although opensecrets.org showed an interesting trend related to how strenuously some Congressmen objected to the bill and whether or not they received campaign funding from insurers, medical device organizations, or medical professionals. In one case all three) as really I cannot see what’s so un-American about a healthier population.

The above-linked Tom Price was on the floor of the House this afternoon, and in addition to decrying the passage of health care reform as a dark day for all America, he went on to decry the hyperpartisan way in which it was passed. In the spirit of non-partisanship, I have to applaud and say, that Tom Price, you and I can finally agree on something!

There was a disgusting amount of hyperpartisanship with this bill—especially on the part of Republicans. After all, 34 Democrats voted against it while not a single Republican voted for it.

In spite of the fact that this bill will only cover abortions in the case of rape, incest, and risk to the life of the mother, Republicans continued to posture related to the “souls of the unborn” being endangered in this bill. In fact, displaying a disturbing lack of fundamental knowledge about the very procedure they supposedly lobby against, The National Right to Life Coalition has called the bill “the most extreme piece of pro-abortion legislation . . . since Roe v. Wade.” Here’s a basic civics lesson: if it has a “v” in its name, it’s a court case (in this case Supreme Court) not a piece of legislation.

Obama insisted the bill wouldn’t cover abortion. Most other Democrats insisted the bill wouldn’t cover abortion. 59,000 CATHOLIC NUNS insisted the bill wouldn’t cover abortion (and noted, that step 1 in being pro-life is perhaps being pro-health), but few people listened—including Joseph Cao, who’d initially earned my esteem for being the sole Republican to vote in favor of the bill in its earlier form.

Similarly, I heard Republicans decrying the cost of the bill. When the CBO analysis proved that it would actually reduce our deficit, the non-partisan, independent agency was accused of being untrustworthy. Of course when the CBO score came for their version of the bill, they really liked the numbers (in spite of the fact that it covered only 10% of what the Democratic plan did). When else has the Republican Party not liked the CBO’s analyses, when they priced the war in Iraq.

I don’t mind ideology. Everyone has a perspective; I disclosed mine at the outset. If the Republicans truly believe that there is something inherently dangerous in ensuring that Americans are healthy, then they are welcome to that opinion. But when facts are twisted, withheld, and distorted; when legitimate counterpoints are dismissed and ignored; and when rather than condemning the actions taken by some extreme members of your party the party chairman simply says, they were “idiots out there saying stupid things,” I can’t help but wonder what the party’s afraid of. There’s nothing wrong with crossing a line in the sand. There’s nothing wrong with compromise. But instead, it seems as though that line has become a ditch, and then a chasm, and now something akin to the Grand Canyon.

Ted Kennedy gave a speech at Liberty University in spite of the fact that they used to invoke his name as a scare tactic during fundraising. The Bipartisan Policy Center called him the last of his kind. I truly hope he’s not. While the founders felt that a multiplicity of sects and factions was a necessary evil to government lest the majority trump the rights of the minority, Lincoln noted that a house divided against itself cannot stand—our divisions now run not north vs. south, but individualism vs. group.

Republicans often cite America’s history of independence as a reason to oppose health care reform. What they don’t get though is that independence does not equal solipsism and isolation. No single person founded America. No single idea founded this country. And even the most “individualist” of our founding fathers, Thomas Jefferson, once wrote

Experience declares that man is the only animal which devours his own kind, for I can apply no milder term to…the general prey of the rich on the poor.

in fact speaking of the preying of the rich upon the poor, this blog has an interesting analysis of a quote that’s been attributed to him as a way to sow seeds of dissent against the Obama administration. And I must ask, by denying the “working poor” health insurance, what is that but the rich preying on the poor.

To cite another Kennedy, I also recently reviewed Kathleen Kennedy Townsend’s book, and as I get back to the idea of the individual vs. the community, I can’t help but reconsider her discussion of how that’s also come to color theology

Religion has also become privatized in its message: Today the moral lessons we hear–and the moral values we pursue in our politics–have everything to do with personal behavior. Living the moral life has come to mean something like: Don’t have too much sex, gay sex, extramarital sex, premarital sex; don’t have abortions; don’t look at porn; don’t demean marriage. (Not that many of us follow all these rules [...] the highest divorce rates are in the most conservative parts of the country [...])

We, as Americans are a strong group—and in fact our ability to act as a community has been shown time and again—following Katrina, following 9/11—to be as much as part of our make-up as our “independence.” In fact, I would even argue that by allowing sick people to get medical care, we are enabling their independence—it only requires a view that is more outward than inward directed. And had we not been outward directed, we would’ve never uttered “Westward Ho” or sought to walk on the moon.

We’re a strong country, and I’m proud that we’ve taken the step toward becoming a stronger one. I only hope that others will ultimately see it that way too.