Elephants vs. Donkeys

Partisanship happens when you care more about your party than an open and honest dialogue.

I recently had an online conversation with a friend about my disdain for partisan politics. This very good man with good values is a conservative Republican, and we have engaged in numerous political conversations since getting back in touch over Facebook and Twitter over the last few months. Throughout many of those conversations, though, he would often make a comment indicating that the true Democratic agenda was merely a power-grab. I was offended by this, and decided to tell him so while explaining why I don’t like the current political rhetoric, and I believe partisan politics is the real enemy of political advancement. Below is most of the letter I wrote to him:

I’m glad to call you a friend, and I really enjoy our political discussions. We have many ideological disagreements, and I enjoy discussing them with you. But there is one aspect that I don’t enjoy, and I feel I have to let you know in the hope that you might be more sensitive about it in the future, at least with me.

In most of the conversations we’ve had, you have made a statement that greatly offends me. At some point, you make a broad generalization that all Democrats want is power. Either that, or you might make some other sweeping derogatory comment about Democrats as a whole. I find this very offensive for a number of reasons.

1) I am a Democrat. Many members of my family are Democrats. Many of my friends are Democrats. My Great-Uncle was DNC Chairman in the late 1970s. My Dem roots run deep. I attend Dem rallies, campaign for various Dem candidates, and I’m friends with some actual Democratic politicians. So when you make such insulting statements, you ARE speaking of me, my friends, and my family. You often say or imply that I am not a typical Democrat. I have to disagree. I am not that unusual. Although I could be wrong, I think it’s safe to say that I know personally more Dems than you do. Most are wonderful people who want to do good in the world. Most are actually selfless people who don’t mind paying taxes to help those less fortunate. Most truly believe in justice and equality, and they work to promote it. Many of us are practicing Christians who live by Christian values. I know this because I know those people. I am one of those people. I feel a kinship with them, and I feel comfortable with them.

2) Your statements seem to imply that such people do not exist in plenty of other areas of life or that they are somehow more prominent among Democrats. Such statements simply are not true. If you want to talk about people just power grabs, I could make a great case for people such as Dick Cheney, Karl Rove, Rush Limbaugh, Mitt Romney, and plenty others. *BUT* the difference is that I know that my perception of them doesn’t apply to the party as a whole. The Republican Party as a whole (and many in leadership) consist of good, honest people who are trying to make this country a better place. I may disagree with their ideology, but I admire their character. And their character is not that different than those of most Dems. People looking for a power-grab exist across all powerful demographics. Similar cases could be made for various church leaders, CEOs, and people in any other career of power. The power-hungry are there, but that doesn’t mean the whole is corrupt.

3) This is what I mean when I say I hate partisanship. It turns good people against each other, not because of the issues, but because of a partisan label. Partisanship is why it’s rare for liberals and conservatives to be able to engage in meaningful conversation about different ideologies: one or the other eventually turns to the “other side is inherently bad” argument, which only insults and for which there is no rebuttal, regardless of accuracy. This is why I don’t like talk radio that attempts to paint us all Red or Blue and assume what that means. I actually used to listen to Air America Radio when it first started, hoping it would provide a fresh voice for liberals like me. I soon stopped listening because they didn’t fulfill that promise. Although I may have agreed with much of their ideology, they were attempting to do to conservatives what Hannity, Savage, Limbaugh, et al. had been doing to liberals. I was just as offended by it and stopped listening. (My own untested theory about the immanent failure of AAR is that liberals as a whole have less of a stomach for that kind of thing than conservatives and stopped listening as I did, but that’s just my guess.)

So if we continue to have these political discussions, and I hope we do, I hope we can stick to our very real ideological differences, rather than broadly insulting the other side. I hope we can respect that there is power-lust and corruption on both sides. It’s a problem of Humanity, not a problem of Democrats or Republicans. I hope we can respect that the other side has formed their opinions and perspectives deliberately and thoughtfully, not carelessly, and we can respect those perspectives as such, even when we disagree with their conclusions.

Again, I’m glad to call you a friend and a brother in Christ. I appreciate your thoughtfulness and consideration. I hope I am not asking too much. I don’t think I am.

Thank you,
Jason

My primary point was that while you may disagree with the stance of Democrats (or Republicans, for that matter) on the issues and on ideology, to accuse us of manipulating the electorate for purely political gain does nothing to further the discussions that must take place. We must agree that such behavior occurs across the entire political spectrum in equal share and leave such accusations there. Only then may we be able to engage in an apolitical discussion of the issues at hand without resorting to the harmful rhetoric of partisan hacks. Leave that to the talk radio and 24-hour news people who have airtime to fill and ratings to grab.

So the next time you get into an ideological discussion with someone you know has vastly different views from your own, please don’t resort to mere insults and broad generalizations. Assume that they have thought through the issues as thoroughly as you (if not more-so) even if they have not. Engage in the conversation with the same level of respect that you believe that you deserve. Be well-informed. Stick to the facts and foundational elements of the issues, and admit it when you don’t know the facts or need to learn more about them. If you find yourself mentioning Hitler, Nazis, or saying things like “All they want is…,” then you know you’ve entered partisan territory. It’s a nasty place. It’s a dirty place. And the sooner you get out of that place, the better.

I saw Slumdog Millionaire last weekend, and it was powerfully moving. The depictions of the Indian ghetto and horrific crimes against children and humanity were incredible. Yet the love story was powerful and touching. I cried. (This coming from a guy who usually doesn't care for love stories.) You have to wonder how the main character kept his humanity, but I guess that's the point of the film. Now, a synopsis in haiku:

Gangsters and ghettos

Gonna find love of his life

Brothers to the end

Shall we assume that children’s behavior should always be nice and appropriate? Not so fast!

Recently I saw a trailer for the upcoming movie adaption of Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are. I immediately saw the artwork of the original book in my mind’s eye. The muted, neutral tones and the perfect pencil lines. I felt the myrth of King Max’s “rumpus”, and saw the gnashing of the Wild Things’ “terrible teeth”. (I was thrilled when I learned that Kari had gone out and bought the book that day.)

When I think about that book, though, the biggest part of my memory goes to the feeling of liberation that I remember as Max found the freedom to be wild. He tried to be wild at home, but he only got in trouble. When he went to the Land of Wild Things, however, he could use his imagination to be as wild as he wanted. When he got lonely, though, he knew he could go home to his hot supper.

I realize that we don’t always like it when our kids want to explore their wild side. We want them to behave, act right, not terrorize the dog or run in the house. While there is nothing wrong with those expectations, we also have to allow them to be wild sometimes. Being wild allows them to learn what they are capable of. They can feel free to resurrect their more base, animal instincts that most adults wish to suppress. Max found a way to do that in his world. But I want to do a better job of allowing my kids find it in theirs too.

Aidan’s first Little League game of the 2009 season was the past Monday. I still claim that Little League has no business starting on March 2, but what do I know? (Apparently it was done to give the All-Star teams more time to practice at the end of the season before the International Little League tournament begins, which means the Nasa Area Little League inconvenienced 95% of the league for the sake of the other 5%.)

Anywho, Aidan has really enjoyed playing baseball again this year, even though the skills are tougher and the other players are much better than last year. Also, I’m not a big fan of his coach, who I think is too competitive and does not focus enough on teaching the fundamentals and good sportsmanship, but again what do I know?

Aidan made a couple of outs and got a hit. Altogether, a pretty good game! Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to be there because I had clients scheduled late, but I plan on that being one of the very few games that I don’t attend. If anyone in the Clear Lake area is interested in attending, just let me know. It can be quite a trip.

My daughter, Regan, is not yet 4-years-old, yet it is very clear that she loves to perform. She often sings songs (in the car, in the bath, in bed, whatever), puts on shows directed by her 6-year-old brother, and is mesmerized by performing arts. Most of all, she loves to dance. She has been taking beginning dance class since September, and it is often the highlight of her week. Sometimes she just starts dancing randomly to music I have playing at home. These are the times that we see that she actually has some rhythm! This video highlights some of what I mean.

Good book, but my timing is just bad.

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

Whenever I start reading a book, I usually have to finish the book, even if I don’t particularly like it. The problem with Oscar Wao, though, was not enjoyment – in fact I was really enjoying the book – but simply timing.

It is the story of “an overweight Dominican-American man named Oscar, a “ghetto nerd” from Paterson, N.J., and a devotee of what he somewhat grandly calls “the more speculative genres.” He means comic books, sword-and-sorcery novels, science fiction, role-playing games — the pop-literary storehouse of myths and fantasies that sexually frustrated, socially maladjusted guys like him are widely believed to inhabit.” (from the NYT 2007 review) I really enjoyed reading about his sexual frustrations, his geekiness in the machismo culture hat he inhabited, and the genuine but failed attempts of his friends and family to help him step out of his nerdom.

The problem with finishing the book, though, was amply a matter of timing. I decked the book out from the library at a time when I was incredibly busy at work, and I had become involved in a community theatre production of Godspell. Consequently, I didn’t have as much time to read as I wanted, and I soon found that I had maxxed out the number of times I could check the book out from the library. I definitely plan to return to it when my life settles down a bit, maybe this Spring, Maybe when I retire, but eventually.

Aidan tried out for Little League Baseball yesterday. Last year, he played t-ball, so try outs were not necessary. This year, though, we felt he was ready for coach-pitch. I started working with him two weeks ago to help him get ready, and I think it paid off. I sometimes wonder if he’s playing because of me, because I want him to play. But then he initiates the conversations, asks me to play ball with him, and generally seems to enjoy playing, and I can begin to put those fears at ease.

One thing he does not handle well, though, is anticipation and pressure. When we got to the field, there were mainly older kids who were trying out for the upper divisions. This was very intimidating for him, especially when he saw the pitching machine on the mound of the big field. Those fears subsided slightly when we went to the smaller field, with a dad soft tossing to the kids (NTTAWWT). But he was still nervous, saying, “I want to go home. I don’t think I can do this.”

That was when I had to evaluate what I wanted versus what he wanted. I decided to remind him of how good he had done and encourage him to be brave. He took that advice very well, and went out there. You can tell from the video that he did a great job. I hope I can keep in mind what he really wants as he continues to play ball and conquer his fears.

I’m generally looking for a couple of key factors in road trip songs. First, it has to have a good, steady beat, something that mimics the steady beat of the pavement. Second, it has to be playful, something that is fun and upbeat but may mask an underlying anger and animosity. Finally, there has to be a powerful climax, something that definitely lends itself to me beating the steering wheel like a drum. Give me those factors, and we have a good road mix!

Nausea by Beck

Driving beat and a bass, plus the amateur video makes me think of the monotony of the road. Not sure why.

 

Paranoid Android by Radiohead

This song represents the curves of the road. It drives in parts, but it also eases up in parts. Ultimately, it’s power pushes this song down the road at high speeds that work for me.

 

Id Engager by Of Montreal

The raw, sexual power of this song means that it’s great for driving down the beach, looking for trouble. The disco beat and the primal scream mimic the sounds of the road in a way that I can’t resist.

 

For a long time (at least since I got my first iPod in 2005), one of my most annoying habits according to my wife, has been my tendency to listen to certain music at loud volumes, beat anything around me like a drum, and generally jam out to any kickin’ song I happen to hear, typically by Radiohead, Beck, or Of Montreal. I am passionate about good music, as past blog posts and videos may have shown, and I am not at all shy about diaplaying my passion. This has been a minor irritation to Kari, but today I received vindication. It seems that my darling wife has become a bit more into music lately, thanks in no small part to the iPod Nano I bought her for Christmas a couple of years ago against her will. She has definitely developed a taste for certain bands, such as Coldplay and to a lesser extent Of Montreal. But today I received the final confirmation that her transition is nearing completion when I got this email:

I’m listening to music on my iPod today to help me concentrate, I have
to keep turning it up for certain really good songs, I like it really
loud. Some songs are so good I feel like pounding my desk…..I’m
starting to understand why you feel the need to crank it up and pound
the steering wheel in the car, some songs are so good they warrant it

Your feeble skills are no match for the dark side!

There you go. Now I can’t wait for us to be driving down I-45, radio blaring, beating on the dashboard, singing “Mingusings” at the top of our lungs. That’s what I’m waiting for. That would be awesome. (Did I mention I love my wife? I do. She’s awesome, and not just because of music.) :-)

As you can probably tell, I decided that the start of the new year would be a good time to redesign my blog. Not only did I redesign the colors, layout, and sidebar, I also decided to make the switch to WordPress. I made this decision based on the different tools and customization that WordPress offers. Of course, I was initially confused by the fact that WordPress is the name of both the blogging software used to create the blog and the website used to host the blog. I was frustrated by the great flexibility offered by the software, which seemed to be thwarted by the host. I found that I couldn’t embed Flash or JavaScript the way I could on Blogger. I couldn’t customize my blog’s CSS without pay for their premium service. It was enough to make me reconsider the entire switch. Then I remembered that while WordPress.com may be overly restrictive, the software prodruced by WordPress.org is indeed powerful, and if I eventually shift my blog hosting to another server, all of those problems would disappear. So I found workarounds for most of the problems I had with WordPress.com, and I think this will work out afterall.

I figured a new appearance needed a new name, so I have redubbed the blog “The Ambitious Paradox”, which describes my intentions of maintaining a blog and executing all of the content but recognizes the lack of motivation that often hinders those ambitious intentions. I hope it will serve as a motivator to not live up to the name, causing me to write more often than I have in the past. But don’t get too used to the photo in the header. It’s a photo I took for fun that I’m using as a placeholder until I can find a header image I like.

So say goodbye to the old format. It will continue to live on in suspended animation at my Blogger site, but the torch has officially been passed.

Out with the old, and in with the new

Out with the old, and in with the new

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