The Alert System

There are three ways for a level-headed citizen to respond to decisions by the nascent Trump administration. These should be applicable if you are a mortified liberal or even a “Yeah we voted for him, let’s see what he does” Trump supporter.

First: The “Smart Move” Alert. This label is reserved for outcomes that will be good and also will work. You might say, “Mitt Romney as Secretary of State, he’s a sane, reasonable institutionalist–smart move.” Or even, “Mattis as Secretary of Defense, he’s a reasonable hawk with a lot of institutional and military knowledge, who has already talked Trump out of torturing people–smart move.”

Second: The “Red Alert” Alert. This is for outcomes that will be bad and also will work. If you care about criminal justice reform, police departments’ excessive use of force against innocents, or drug laws, then Jeff Sessions running the Justice Department is a Red Alert. If you care about health for the uninsured and the stability of the insurance markets, then Tom Price as the Health and Human Services Secretary is a Red Alert. If you care about corporate Wall Street power over the average person, then Trump’s Treasury appointees are Red Alerts.

Depending on your politics, Red Alerts and Smart Moves are probably reversed.

The third approach, however, should be the same for all of us: I call it the “This ain’t gonna work” Alert. This is for sheer incompetence and mismanagement that, while they might muck up any intentional bad or good policies from being enacted, will open the flood gates to many unintended bad things. Hiring a National Security Advisor who was fired for creating a climate of back-biting in his department, and who requested that no one else be hired who outranked him–not gonna work. Hiring the guy who owns the Cubs to help run the Commerce Department because he won the World Series–not gonna work. An economic policy based on promising companies millions or billions of tax-payer money to keep hundreds of jobs in the US–not gonna work. A President who maintains his business ties with his properties–emblazoned with his name–all over the world… A President who doesn’t know that he can’t just accept a phone call from any country that rings Trump Tower to sing his praises, like Taiwan…

I am trying to be optimistic. I really am. But I can’t help but think that the Trump Administration just ain’t gonna work.

Post-Election

It’s been a tough week, but it is time to get back in the saddle.

Some principles as we go forward

1 of 3. Self-care: Plan time with family; plan a vacation; start up that hobby you’ve been putting off.

We’re looking forward to the holidays with family. I’ve already decorated a Christmas tree,  and bought a quart of egg nog, which I usually stave off till after Thanksgiving. We got airline tickets to Columbia and the British Virgin Islands. I’m doing a Roman study: reading a biography of Caesar, Cicero’s In Defense of the Republic, and Gibbon’s Decline and Fall… I’m blogging about each episode of Star Trek The Original Series. This will keep me preoccupied well beyond Inauguration Day.

2 of 3. Plan your information pathways: buy a newspaper subscription

Considering the high stakes of the next few years, I’m feeling the need to keep even more informed than usual–and from diverse sources. In addition to my subscriptions to The New York Times and The Atlantic, I’m adding the following: The Wall Street Journal, The Washington Post, and National Review. I’ll be seeking out prominent black and Hispanic/Latino bloggers/writers as well. Any suggestions? It will do us all good to read serious reporting on the economy. And since conservatives are in charge of the government, and there is an open question as to how conservative their new leader actually is, it will be important to keep tabs on how the conservative intelligentsia and policy wonks respond to Trump’s presidency.

As for social media, it’s a question of how much you want to engage, and to what end. I don’t know… Don’t go down any rabbit holes that will waste your time or take your eye off the ball.

3 of 4. Keep an open mind–Talk to a Trump voter.

National elections in a country as big and diverse as ours are mysterious things. It’s almost as if a collective spirit sweeps across the land every four years. There can never be a simple, ironclad explanation for why the country picks one person over another. There’s a matrix of reasons all valid. If you really believe in democracy and the genius of our Constitutional pluralism, then you have to accept that the collective will of the voters always contains wisdom, that there are important lessons about the country that their decision is charging us to learn. If you believe that election outcomes contain wisdom only when your side wins, that’s your prerogative. But it’s better to hear the other side out, just as you’d hope they’d hear you out. This seesaw from one ideological view to the other is going to continue for the rest of our lives–as it was designed–so we better get used to it.

Talk to a Trump voter. They’re everywhere! Even in New York and New Jersey. Trump won 85% of the country’s counties! Don’t debate, don’t interrogate, but interview them. Hear them out. They are not raving, ignorant, racist Troglodytes. I bet whomever you would find would be a normal person that does not harbor extreme views. They might just put you a little more at ease.

4 of 4. Keep your powder dry.

There will be–already is–a firehose of information to react to, to protest, to celebrate. Some things might make you angry or happy, and the compulsion to lash out or taunt will be strong. Hold your fire. We will not know what anything really means, or have a clear idea of what is about to happen until after Inauguration.

If you oppose Trump, protesting and raving now, when there is no specific issue to galvanize the country around, will look too much like sour grapes to those in the middle. We need to be careful about being painted as costal, liberal elites out of touch with the rest of the country, because we will be seen as unreasonable when we have real cause to fight next year. There is still the possibility that Trump will not be as bad as we fear. Hold.

If you support Trump, he and the media narrative is going to press you into service to respond to every attack and perceived slight. Whenever a person of color gets mouthy with the administration or newspapers report on Trump’s business conflicts of interest, be wary of lending your name to Trump’s defense. You don’t know how this is going to turn out either. Hold, hold.

Let’s not fight now over nonsense and innuendo, but instead wait until there is an actual bill or executive order and then try to persuade everybody (Democrat and Republican) to get behind it or fight against it.

Dear Leftist

It is in your political interest to vote for Hillary, and here’s why. During a Hillary presidency you can participate in activism that pushes her policies more to the left, and if she is still not to your liking in 2020 you can always primary her. You and Elizabeth Warren and Bernie Sanders will be on the march. It will be fun, and the most influential the left has been in many years.

If Trump wins, your issues and your passions will be overwhelmed and diluted by the tidal wave of opposition to Trump that will rise up from every group in the country. No one–not even you–will have time to worry about income inequality, college debt and health care when all our activism is focused on Trump’s walls, deportation forces and wars with whoever snubs him. If any one issue becomes prominent in activism it will be minority rights. Black Lives Matter will become the big player, and a Latino Lives Matter will form. And in 2020, the Democrat Party (its voters and its party apparatus mind you) will entertain a leftist candidate like Sanders. They will pick the most moderate, milquetoast, unoffensive candidate available. Because by then they will be facing a deeply unpopular Trump, and will pick the safest path to defeating him. Many in your own ranks will agree with this too. Passions on the left will be muted like they were in 2008. After Trump, there will be little appetite to fight with Democrats. And the leftist holdouts will walk into the voting booth and vote for Jill Stein, and no one will notice or care. The energy the left has generated in 2016 will not be replicated until 2024 or 2028. It does not have to be this way! Vote Hillary!

Dear Conservative

You should vote for Hillary, and here’s why. A single Trump term will coat your principles in so much horse shit that Republicans will be out of power until the 2030s at the earliest. I know, I know… that’s liberal claptrap, and Trump will make America great again. But you admit that he will be a chaos President. It’s what you are hoping for. Disrupt the system! But you know in your heart–conservative that you are–that disruption is no way to progress. You know that there are scores of ways for the federal government to make even small mistakes that cause grave damage to the country and the world. You know that order is a delicate thing that is maintained by steady, humble leadership. You know that one man in government cannot solve complex social problems, and if he tries, power corrupts and innovation is stifled. More than this, you should know what happened the last time a Republican president flamed out (see Iraq, and 2008 Great Recession). We got eight years of a Democrat in the White House. If Trump wins next week, you know–you know–he will flame out more spectacularly than George W. Bush ever could have. And then your ideas will be discredited. You will get eight or more years of a liberal president–maybe he will even be black, or, Heaven forbid, Latino; he will not be a woman since Democrats will have learned that lesson. Your cries about free markets, and business inovation, and job creation will be met from the vast majority of voters with a shrug. “But you were with Trump,” they will say, if they bother to say anything to you at all. Don’t do this to yourself: vote Hillary. And don’t take my word for it, here is an actual conservative: The Dangers of Donald Trump

Colorado’s Amendment 69

To my leftist friends, as you are trying to get your policy shop in order for the next four years, you should seek out ideas in the ballot initiatives some states will vote on next week. Colorado has one for state-wide guaranteed universal health insurance. It is basically BernieCare for Coloradans.

I have a lot of respect for the leftists in Colorado because they are pushing a bold but detailed idea while also being honest about how it will be paid for: “a 10 percent payroll tax would be implemented, with employers paying 6.67 percent and employees paying 3.33 percent. Other non-payroll income would also be taxed at 10 percent.” If the left wants to ever be empowered to enact actual laws from their policy ideas, they need level with the voters about the costs and the benefits.

We are seeing why some prominent leaders on the left have been afraid to do just that. This ballot initiative has only 30% support in Colorado, and is not likely to pass. More than half of Democratic voters in Colorado oppose it. Food for thought as we wonder if the Democratic Party’s problem is that they nominated someone too conservative.

Colorado’s Amendment 69

The 2nd X-Files Movie “I Want to Believe” is essential viewing for the new episodes

“I Want to Believe” is an interesting title, especially considering the one thing Mulder always wanted to believe in–Alien life–is nowhere in this movie. In 2008, I wanted to believe that it would be good, and I have held out hope since then that it actually was good despite years of fan criticism. After watching it recently I have to admit that it failed due to  the completely lopsided villain plot. The bad guys were creepy to be sure, but not that threatening in the grand scheme of things; with an unpersuasive conspiracy involving organ theft, which is kind of a downgrade from the global-interstellar alien colonization conspiracy of the last movie; who were woefully underwritten–they didn’t even speak English, or have much dialogue period–and who traffic in gay and transgender stereotyping to boot (the dying Russian who wants to become a woman was married to his head henchmen in Massachusetts). Half the movie is completely forgettable–the fact that you probably don’t remember any of what I just mentioned proves the point.

But the other half–the struggling romance between Mulder and Scully, and the struggle for faith as exhibited by Scully and Father Joe–is not only strong in my view, it is pure Chris Carter. Carter’s basic plan for this movie was this: I want to write a romance about the benefits and the perils of faith, and I don’t want the B-plot villain to distract from that. We can debate if this was a good call or a bad call. What I do know is this: “I Want to Believe” is required viewing for anyone who wants to fully understand and enjoy the recent (and hopefully ongoing) X-Files reboot. Here are three revelations  from the film that are important for the new episodes:

Mulder is not the hip guy we want him to be; he is disturbed, anti-establishment, and … not a techie

When we are re-introduced to Mulder in the 2nd film–a scene that intentionally mirrors the characters’ introduction in the pilot episode–we’re nearly transported into Sherlock Holmes’s victorian flat. The room is filled with bookshelves, wooden and metal filing cabinets, maps, many clippings and pictures pinned to the wall, globes, and even magnifying glasses. Mudler is using scissors to clip an article (about ESP) out of a newspaper. There is no computer visible anywhere in the room. The only piece of technology is a boxy fax machine. This is in 2008, when he could easily download anything about ESP he desired from the Internet.

Way back in 1992, when we first get a glimpse at Mudler’s FBI office, the scene wasn’t much different. There are filing cabinets and stacks of papers, with clippings and pictures pinned to the walls. He is hunched over a lightbox studying slides, which might have seemed savvy in the 90s but would not have been out of place in the 60s either. On a table in the corner there is a desktop computer with a Doogie Howser-style Word Processor.

But here is the big tell. On Mulder’s actual desk is the one piece of technology that he uses to communicate. I do not think we ever actually saw him using this on screen, but here it is in the first episode: a typewriter! You can see the silver keys in the bottom left of this screencap, as Scully goes in to shake Mulder’s hand.

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Come to think of it, the only character we saw use a typewriter on the series was Smoking Man. Maybe both of them instinctively understood that spooks can’t hack a typewriter, or maybe they were just  old school that way. In any case, it’s not surprising that Mulder did not get a smart phone with a camera until 2016. (I am 20 years younger than Mulder, and I did not have a cell phone until 2005, or a smart phone until 2015–AND I have a typewriter, and still snip articles out of an actual paper newspapers.)

Mulder was born October 13 1961, a Friday. He is a late Babyboomer. (It’s worth remembering that Chris Carter was born in 1957, and would have had a similar wold-political upbringing: Nixon–Watergate–Reagan–Cold War, etc. etc.) Mulder was fully of age before the PC was in every office and home.

The little yellow house in the country, where he and Scully hid out after Season 9, is a fitting refuge for a middle-aged Mulder. He can be as reclusive and self-indulgent as he craves to be, without having to write reports to Assistant Director Skinner. That house was his home and only life for many years more than he worked in the basement of the Hoover Building. We don’t know when he moved into that office, but we first met him there in 1992 and he walked out of it for the last time in 2001: 9 years. Mulder and Scully had to settle somewhere after they escaped his military tribunal in 2002, and he is still living in that house in 2016, albeit without Scully: 14 years. The fact that Scully in 2008, when she is still living with him, is worried about his mental state, and the “effects of long-term isolation,” and asks if he’s taking his meds–which I do not think was a joke–all this paints a pretty clear picture of the real Fox Mulder. He probably does not have to work a real job because he gets a disability check for being psychotic.

Scully and William

Despite how badly Season 9 mishandled the William storyline, Carter was not about to just pretend it did not happen. In the movie, Mulder says “I think our son left us both with an emptiness that can’t be filled.” Watching both of them mourn their lost son may not have been good for the movie’s narrative, but it was the right thing to honor the characters. They had a child together, and the hope of starting a normal life, both of which were robbed from them by the dark forces that have been haunting their lives for so long. Scully’s new career as a doctor for a Catholic hospital, Our Lady of Sorrows, is just as fitting for her as Mulder’s sad, little house is for him.

Mulder and Scully’s Relationship

This movie is really a romance. Its main thread is Scully resisting Mulder’s return to “the darkness” and deciding to leave him because of it, and him convincing her to stick with him. She clearly breaks up with him half way through the film, and in the final scene, as he makes the case for her to stay, she doesn’t definitively agree that she will stay. It is left open-ended. Mulder makes an unorthodox if honest appeal in response to her saying she wants to “get away from the darkness.” He says: “Im not sure it works that way. I think maybe the darkness finds you and me.” If you watch to the end of the credits, you see both of them in a rowboat, Mulder rowing them over blue waters toward a tropical island. Hey, everyone needs a vacation.

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Again, was it the smartest decision to make the second movie a romance? Probably not. But it was the kind of story that the characters deserved. And unless Carter was going to hit the reset button and ignore Season 8 and 9, it was the only kind of story he could have told. It needed to be about their relationship considering they were only ever  depicted on screen as a couple in the very last episode of the series.

Maybe it would have worked better if the Carter-20th Century Fox law suit had not delayed the film, and it came out closer on the heels of the series finale. It certainly would have played better if it was released in the Halloween market, or January market, where smaller movies can do well. The studio should have treated it as a bridge between the series and a film franchise. I suspect that after years of delay the suits figured that ship had sailed, and they let Carter make the movie he wanted but would not market it.

None of that excuses the film’s real flaws, namely the awful antagonists. The romance needed to be told, it just deserved a better threat. But still, this movie is essential viewing for fans who want to enjoy the season 10 episodes, and who want to understand these two classic characters. Re-watch it. There’s more to like than you remember.

 

 

 

Election 2016: 2nd Debate

It’s high time I start putting my thoughts down for posterity, in case I ever want to write an essay or (heaven forbid) a book about this crazy year. (On this point, there are two possibilities that the intelligentsia is lobbing around even now. One is that, yes, this is a true watershed moment that will be discussed and debated for decades because it will have  vast impact on politics and society for the rest of our lives. The other is that Trump is an a-historical anomaly, and once he loses on November 8 our politics will return to normal–this seems wishful thinking, mostly on the part of the GOP.)

So, the debate. I was predicting that Trump would have a full meltdown on national TV. All weekend since the Billy Bush tape was released an unprecedented number of Republican officeholders unendorsed him and called for him to resign. His running mate refused to publicly vouch for him. Many mainstream newscasters are accusing him of bragging about having sexually assaulted women. His loss of the first debate switched the polls from a dead heat to Hillary leading by 5-8 points. And an hour before the debate began, Trump invited the press into a room for a photo-op of his debate prep. This would have been a classic Trump thumb-in-the-eye since the media has been reporting on his advisors’ inability to even trick him into doing debate prep, but in fact is was a classic Trump fake out, followed by… well, I don’t know what to call it: when the press got in the room they saw Trump flanked by four women who accuse Bill Clinton of abusing or raping them. So, yes, I expected him become fully unhinged on stage.

And for the first half hour, he nearly did. Anderson Cooper asked if he understood that he was bragging about sexual assault. Trump said Cooper did not understand what locker room talk was, and then pivoted to the four Bill accusers, who were sitting in the audience on his invitation. He started to get testy about the 2-minute clock and being cut off. He complained the moderators were tag teaming with Hillary against him: “It’s three against one.” He sounded petulant and desperate. I looked to my viewing companions and predicted that he would not be able to last the full 90 minutes, that he would storm off the stage.

But in the last 60 minutes, he became steadier. He calmed down. He was able to convey the big themes of his campaign: the establishment has failed the country; protect the borders; bring back jobs, especially in the energy sector; extreme vetting of immigrants; a rigged tax system.

What he was not able to do was convey the impression that he has specific ideas and policies to implement these themes. His lack of knowledge about the issues has never been in such stark display. Or perhaps his ignorance has been on display all along, it’s just that by this second 90-minute debate it is impossible to pretend that he might actually have concrete ideas about how to do what he says he will do.

Just two examples that stuck out: taxes and Aleppo. An audience member asked what specific tax policy the candidates have that would help with income inequality. Trump’s only answer was that he would do away with carried interest, but he failed to explain what carried interest is or how that would help. Instead he quickly pivoted to attacking Hillary for not doing more when she was a senator. Martha Raddatz asked Trump what would happen if Aleppo fell. It is a very sharp question that forces him to respond with whatever granular knowledge he has of the Syrian civil war. He tried not to answer, but when she pressed him he responded wrongly that “Aleppo has already fallen” before pivoting to an attack on Hillary for the rise of ISIS.

Aleppo has not fallen. And I would expect that a man who claims to know the rigged tax system better than anybody should be able to explain in concrete terms what he would do to fix it.

In these and many other questions, he wiggled out of giving specifics and returned to his big themes and attacks on Hillary. The question I have is how many Americans think this is sufficient? Because it is clear even to his supporters that he does not know much. He will have smart advisors and Congress for that, they argue. What they seem to be voting for is his instincts, his ideology, his themes, and they are voting against the “more of the same” establishment. This is not an unusual crouch for voters to be in: George W. Bush benefited from the same. But Bush campaigned on much more specific policy ideas than Trump is, and he was constrained by the normal rules of politics. And Bush lost the popular vote.

So how did Trump do? He won by not have the psychotic break I was predicting. He found his voice, and it is now abundantly clear to everyone what kind of President he will be. We can have no more Trump illusions. You either want a low-information President who will doggedly fall back on his hollow themes, and savage his opponents, or you don’t. Next week we will have a good sense of how many voters (who have been fleeing him for two weeks) the real Trump has persuaded to stick with him.

This morning, listening to WQXR New York’s classical music radio, the only part of the debate mentioned on the hourly newscast is that Trump promised to persecute and jail Hillary if he becomes President. Of all the crazy things said and done last night, it is probably correct that this is the most newsworthy. The second story was that at 5:59 AM Trump Tajma Hall in Atlantic City closed its doors for good.Three thousand workers lost their jobs.

Star Trek: Discovery as a Return to Form

Discovery is the first Star Trek series since the Original Series that is written and produced to distinguish itself—to fight for its life—against an established and comfortably popular television landscape. Like TOS, DSC must stand on its own terms in a way that the four intervening series never did. In the 60s, Roddenberry worked hard to convince audiences who liked westerns and Word War II stories to follow the exploits of a starship crew set centuries after those two historical settings. Brain Fuller’s DSC faces a similar hurdle.

In the late 80s, when Roddenberry was producing TNG, he did not need to worry about selling the series over The Love Boat, MacGuiver and Knight Rider. All TNG had to be was an updated version of TOS, and the fact that so many early TNG episodes could have been TOS episodes proves the point. Of course, TNG became a megahit, partly because it had captured some of the TOS magic, but also because of its own unique strengths, such as the characters and the cast who played them. When DS9 and Voyager came around—at TNG’s cultural peak—it was enough that they had Star Trek in their title. When Enterprise came round, the writers’ mistake was that they assumed all they needed to grab an audience was Star Trek in the title—that’s not totally accurate because the show was initially only titled Enterprise. They assumed that warp nacelles, phasers, and Vulcan ears were enough. They were not. But long before ENT was canceled, the media landscape had changed. Just being Star Trek was not enough anymore.

A few words about what it was like in the late 50s and early 60s to dream up and write a science-fiction show like Star Trek.

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Roddenberry’s first sci-fi TV pitch came in 1955, a pitch to an anthology show called Science Fiction Theater, which was a precursor to The Outer Limits and The Twilight Zone (his story was about a deivce that would eventually be Trekified as the Holodeck, but which put me in mind of the Bradburry story The Veldt, the one where the spoiled children send their parents into the family holodeck to be eaten by lions). Other than the anthology format, there was no serious science-fiction action-drama on TV. And most sci-fi was horror in heavy makeup. Roddenberry was inspired by science-fiction to be sure, but mostly literature and full-length movies: Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels, the novels of Robert Heinlein, and the film Forbidden Planet. There was nothing on TV like the show he wanted to write.

TV at the time was Wagontrain, Have Gun—Will Travel, Gunsmoke, Dragnet and The Lieutenant. (Roddenberry wrote the majority of Have Gun scripts, and was the reason that The Lieutenant was canceled, for having written a script about racism in the Marine Corps.) It makes sense that Lucy Arnaz, who greenlit Star Trek, initially thought it was a show about Hollywood stars on an SGO tours in the South Pacific.

Although Roddenberry pitched it as a “Wagontrain” to the stars, it’s ironic that the episodes that were actually filmed would not be too different from the setting of a WWII battleship in the South Pacific. Except that—and here is Roddenberry’s oft-touted Vision—though his characters served aboard a ship very similar to a modern Navy/AirForce vessel, and they spoke and behaved as modern military officers, they claimed an enlightened sensibility, a cosmic humility that would have been impossible for any other character on TV at that time. They mugged like most characters on TV—their western frontier or military counterparts—but their fundamental beliefs were radically different, rooted in the idea that our political and religious views will simply be radically different centuries from now. Individual people will not be different, but society and its institutions will be. That was the essence of Star Trek’s optimism.

In any case, Roddenberry knew that he could not sell all of that without making his show synch with the rythym of what was currently popular. It contained elements of the western and the WWII ship drama that made the moral dramas palatable to his audience.

Which brings me back to Star Trek: Discovery. Brian Fuller has committed himself to write a Star Trek show true to those original values, but also to appeal to the sensibilities of the modern TV-viewing audience–Exactly as Roddenberry had to do 50 years ago. But today, what is our western, and what are our WWII touchstones?… Even if you have answers to those questions (dark psycho-dramas of our era like Sopranos, Mad Men, Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones etc., and Middle Eastern terrorism wars) how does that square with the classic Trek formula of a crew on a battleship/submarine–style vessel exploring the depths of space? I don’t know. But Fuller is having to solve story-telling problems that no Trek writer/producer has had to solve since 1966.

Reasons to avoid calling Omar Mateen a “Radical Islamic terrorist”

Yes Omar Mateen was Muslim. Yes he was a terrorist who was radicalized. But was he part of an ideological cause that he was acting in support of by committing this massacre in Orlando? If he was indeed a “lone wolf” as Clinton and other law enforcement officers have called him, did he have a specific wolf pack that he had pledged allegiance to but was acting independently from? So far, evidence suggests that he was not. The evidence that does exist points only to confusion and mystery. Therefore the only official, historical explanation that his heinous act will receive will be the one give to it. We need to be very careful in crafting that explanation.

When I started teaching in 2005, my school had a few Bloods and maybe a Crip or two in the student body. The school and neighborhood had just come out of a negotiated gang truce that got the two sides to agree not to operate near the school. There was not that many actual gang members in the school, but many more students flashed gang signs, scrawled gang logos on their notebooks, and wore the colors. They were not in the gang, but they used the label as a means of bestowing authority on themselves. If some of these pseudo-factions of fifteen-year-old wannabe gang members started a brawl in the cafeteria, the last thing school administrators would want to do is declare that the Bloods and the Crips had a gang war during second lunch. First, it would be inaccurate. Second, it would make whoever started that fight appear more powerful than they actually were, which would entice other students to follow them or emulate them. It would bestow legitimacy to criminals and thugs who are hungry for it, and who need it to to fuel their propaganda.

Mateen was no more a member of ISIS than my students were members of a gang. Like them, he was a poser. And one who hadn’t even done his homework, apparently claiming allegiance at one point to Hezbollah, at another point to Al Qaeda, and finally to ISIS–all of which are mortal enemies of the other. Like most of his fellow Americans, he probably was not even that clear on the difference between Shia and Sunni. To grant him a posthumous battlefield commission to ISIS foot soldier is a) misleading and inaccurate, b) aiding and abetting actual ISIS foot soldiers and their followers, and c) more than that sick fucker deserves, almost like granting his last request.

It is also unclear how much religious ideology motivated Mateen to commit these murders. It seems just as likely he was driven by an unhinged, violent personality, or by extreme homophobia, or by the bipolar disorder his estranged wife claims he had, than by radical Islamic beliefs.

According to a survivor, Patience Carter, who was in the bathroom of Pulse with Mateen, he told them that he was doing this to stop the bombing of his country, and that he would not kill the remaining African Americans because they had suffered enough in their own history. What country was he talking about, since he was from Florida? The supposed ISIS Caliphate? Afghanistan, where is parents are from, but ISIS is not? And why did he think killing predominantly hispanic-American gays–and some African-Americans, until he decided not to–was the best way to stop said bombing?

There will not be answers to these questions. So why should authorities categorically label his motivations–which in this case are probably unknowable–as one thing or the other? To drape his body in the shroud of radical Islam elevates his act to something that it may not have been; gives a battlefield ‘win’ to actual terrorists even though the massacre had nothing to do with their fight; and throws free propaganda into the social media cesspool from which unhinged people like Mateen draw so much rage and hate.

This massacre, like most  recent massacres–be they “mass shootings” or “radical Islamic terrorism” or “extreme Christian Nationalist terrorism”–does not have a simple, clear explanation. Even when more facts become known, the crime is not likely to make much sense, mainly because the killer did not make much sense. It is understandable to want to grab for an explanation that will help make sense of it, but sometimes that comfort is illusory.

People who argue that we should more widely apply the label of radical Islam to people and groups presumably believe that doing so will help us fight terrorism more effectively. Without getting into that general debate, what would labeling Mateen an Islamic fundamentalist help us accomplish? Would it adjust our potential-terrorist profile to catch future versions of him? He was already profiled and investigated extensively by the FBI. If it turns out that law enforcement missed something because they were not looking for some special Islamic fundamentalist sign–whatever those could be–then it may make sense to use the term more. We’ll see.

Whatever the benefits, they need to be balanced against costs of doing so: elevating incoherent ravings to a coherent ideology; helping to make him a martyr to a cause that he was not actually part of; giving credence to opportunistic terrorists’ claims of credit for the attack; providing a powerful propaganda tool to terrorists. Those costs do not even broach the wider costs of taking the argument one step further, as Trump has done: making not just other terrorists complicit in this attack–which they are not–but all Muslims; driving a wedge between local American Muslim communities and law enforcement; fueling the false equivalency between the West and the “civilization” of the terrorists. What would doing that accomplish that would actually be effective against the real terrorist threat?

 

Democrats Should Support GOP Attempts to Steal Trump Nomination

Over at The New York Times, my favorite conservative columnist is beginning to build the case that the Republican Party should prepare to steal the nomination from Trump if he goes into the convention with the most delegates.

He writes that one of the roadblocks to this unprecedented move will be “from the officially neutral press, where there will be much brow-furrowed concern over the perils of party resistance to Trump’s progress, the ‘bad optics’ of denying him the nomination if he arrives at the convention with the most delegates, the backlash sure to come if his uprising is somehow, well, trumped by the party apparatus.”

He does not mention that the Democrats will no doubt make much hay out of the fact that the replacement nominee–be it Cruz, or Paul Ryan, or Mitt Romney–is not the legitimate heir of the party’s nomination process. It’s easy to imagine Democrats going so far as to argue that they should *almost* win the presidency by default.

The principled response is for the Democrats to say openly: Trump is so extreme, we officially support the GOP’s maneuvers to remove him, like a boil, from the body politic.

The thing is, from the standpoint of a political tactic, Democrats don’t need say anything more. It will be painfully obvious that the GOP will not enter the November election as a united front. The Cruz/Ryan/Romney nominee won’t need to hear from Democrats that he is illegitimate; he will hear it from Trump himself, who will hardly crawl under a rock, but fight this out on cable TV to the bitter end like only he knows how to do. And that’s if he doesn’t run as a third party candidate.

This is going to be a hard-to-resist temptation for the Democrats. Conservative radio host Micahel Medved recently wrote: “Trump is the living, breathing, bellowing personification of all the nasty characteristics Democrats routinely ascribe to Republicans.” By which he probably means: racist, sexist pig who is giving shrieking voice to the final throes of white male political and cultural dominance. Or as Thomas Friedman calls it: the #middleagewhitemalesmatter movement. For your opposing political party to nominate your own caricature of them to the highest position of their party leadership is the definition of winning. The possibility of this big win must be blinding to some Democrats, even though a Trump nomination would be bad for the country, especially for communities of color.

The Dems need to be on the right side of history, not the right side of the political argument. They need to say to the GOP: we are going to beat you fair and square in November, but until then we are united with you against all that Trump represents. Do what you have to do, and we won’t attack you for it. It would be a sign that our leaders are ready to work together, that we are ready to try to bring the country together. We’ve seen the alternative… and it cannot stand:   Trump Rally