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Trials and Tribulations of Travel

6/29/2022

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For most of my career as a professional organizer with the Industrial Areas Foundation (IAF) my home base was Oracle, AZ.  There was a big upside to this, personally and vocationally, but severe stresses along the way.
The picture captures some of the upside - working with a cohort of talented co-conspirators over multiple decades.  Not to mention the satisfactions of making a power political impact in multiple states with talented leaders.
But all that came at a cost.  Time away from Kaz, the slings and arrows of continuous work related travel, limited ability to visit far-flung family and friends and a split screen life divided between places like Albuquerque and Oracle. 
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I was logging 30,000 highway miles a year and several times that in the air.  I was fine with it for many years, even energized - but as time passed, the rigors of the lifestyle took a serious toll.  
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Is There A Sheriff In Your Health Care Future?

6/27/2022

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Nobody knows where the Roe v. Wade decision will lead in American public life.  Which "side" will be more energized, likely to vote, and the rest of it.  But one thing is for sure: now in play is the role of law enforcement in wresting control of women's bodies from pregnant women themselves.  The basic takeaway from the Supreme Court decision is that state officials know better than pregnant women themselves how to proceed with the governance of their own bodies. 
Now state level voters and politicians they choose will make the call.  In Arizona, this means a gaggle of nut jobs mixed in with normals will fight it out - probably much like they've parsed the winner of Biden v. Trump.  The new wrinkle is a determination as to what "God wants".   Call it the audacity of idolatry; that is, making claims to know and certify the unknowable, draw a conclusion therefrom and run it up the flagpole of righteous certainty.
This wouldn't matter so much if the iron fist of law enforcement wasn't the grand prize - the ultimate decider in the fraught circumstances that matter most to pregnant women.  At bottom, power relationships backed by state sanctioned threat/force move front and center once again. 
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Sign Weeds Pt. II: Two Assaults 55 Years Apart

6/25/2022

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Two profanity laden verbal assaults separated by 55 years bear remarkable similarities. The first one I include in my book - Sometimes David Wins - about an incident outside a Frisch's Big Boy Restaurant in Richmond, Indiana.  The second just happened next to the Oracle Post Office, which I described in Going so Local I'm in the Weeds.  Both hit me out of the blue.

The commonalities are eerie.  They both happened in times of extreme social/political division, with passions running high.  They're both colored by suspicions (mine) about the impartiality of possible law enforcement's response.  They both carried overtones of violent threat above and beyond the assaultive language (ripping the windshield wiper off my car in one case; taking a vid of me and my license plate in the other, with it's implied "we know who you are and where you live").  Given the gun culture in both places, and the hostility of attitude on full public display in the confrontations, I am certain that both of the principals traveled with firearms in their vehicles.
Pictured here is our Pinal County Sheriff Mark Lamb, a self-described "constitutional sheriff", embracing a "patriot" and his message.
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What Comes Around...Again

6/24/2022

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 I met Heather Booth through my first wife, Marjorie Witty.  Her starring role in a new documentary, The Janes, brought those late sixties/early seventies encounters rushing back.  Heather was already a woman of impact, as the video documents.  And remarkably modest in her self presentation then (and now).  But more than modesty, her fire, determination, smarts and inclusive generosity stuck with me. 
Marge, Heather and Day Creamer schooled me in what was an emergent force in American political and social life - Women's Liberation.  From Marge I got an intimate education in how it all fit together. In my life the transformation was profound and irreparable.  A door I passed through that I couldn't back out of and didn't want to.  I look back on it as a gift of great and lasting value.
Heather's critique of the Industrial Areas Foundation (IAF), where she trained for a time before striking out on her own with the Midwest Academy, was trenchant - perhaps deeper than any other delivered over the years.  Not bitter, just centered, sharp-eyed and relentless.  Of course, it was focused on male patterned acculturation and its attendant perversions.  You know what I mean; unwanted sexual allusions and innuendos, assumptions about qualities of leaders, and pretense to never showing weakness, that kind of thing.  Alinsky was there with it, Chambers too, and no doubt many of the rest of us.
So here we are again.  Fifty years later with many of the same battles still raging, the losses and wins mounting up, no final resolution in sight. And it comes down to the same challenges posed in 1969.  As Joe Hill put it so memorably: "Don't mourn, organize."  Or as Heather Booth might have put it even better as imagined in my mind's eye: "Be tender with each other have a cry but when you're finished with that stand up and fight back."
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Going So Local I'm in the Weeds

6/23/2022

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I'm not looking for controversy, but sometimes it just happens.  I noticed political signs by some extremist candidates posted on property Kaz and I own in the heart of Oracle, so I removed them-- careful to not deface any, just relocating them nearby on the ground.
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So I'm doing due diligence on a Wendy Rogers sign when a guy in a pickup hangs a U and starts in my direction.  He's giving me the middle finger, so I roll down my window as he approaches, yelling in my direction:  "You fucking piece of shit".  As if I didn't hear him, he repeated the same message at least three times.  Then he informs me he can put signs anywhere he "fucking well wants".  "Not on our property," I say.  So he tells me what he thinks I am again - "a worthless piece of shit" - while pulling out his phone, apparently making a vid for his tribe and taking pics of me and my license plate. 
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Rusty Bowers

6/22/2022

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I didn't write about Rusty Bowers in my book because I didn't know him well enough.  Just occasionally rubbing shoulders and observing him from afar.  But I developed a strong sense of who he is from my limited experience. 
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He reminds me of a local LDS bishop I got to know very well in Oracle - Glen Johnson.  Glen was a straight-up guy who would run to fire if there was saving to be done.  In fact, he did just that one morning on the way to the Aravaipa Campus of Central Arizona College, where Glen taught building trades. A vehicle had flipped over and looked about to explode, with two elderly occupants trapped in the front seat.  He, with me tagging along, got them out.
Glen was bulwark solid - a deeply committed Mormon who acted on his faith commitments.  Bowers, I think, the same.  A straight shooter.  The public can be assured that whatever he said came straight from his heart - God's honest truth.  But pretty weird after all this that he would still back Trump v. Biden (if reportage is accurate).
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Satisfactions Overcome Insecurities

6/21/2022

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I never thought promoting a book could be fun and satisfying, but thanks to buyers and readers like Lorena Candelaria it's turning out that way.  Lorena has both an inspiring personal story and a family history in western mining towns that dates back through Christmas, AZ and Silver City, NM (The Salt of the Earth).  That she reports liking it builds my confidence that the book was worth the time and effort I put into writing it.
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Going Local

6/18/2022

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Kaz and I have been involved in the local political scene since we moved here.  By necessity really.  It started with the politics of toxic waste dumping above the aquifer that sources Oracle's water. Imagine our horror when we found out that the University of Arizona was carting radioactive and chemical waste to a disposal site a couple miles away from the house we bought after moving from Queens.  To make matters worse the University was hiding what it was doing from Pinal County officials as well as residents of the region.  It was a humdinger of a wake-up call.  So we never went back to political sleep.
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In the pic my tee shirt advertises our support for Ellie Moreno Brown who is a candidate, as my shirt says, for Justice of the Peace in the Copper Corridor region of Eastern Pinal County.  It's an extremely important position because all manner of legal issues come before JP's.  A good JP can settle a broad range of local disputes with caring, cunning and knowledge of the law. 

In Sometimes David Wins, I only have two chapters on Oracle and local politics.  They're pretty good, but much of what I have to say will have to wait - maybe for a book focused exclusively on O-town. In and for itself-- it's one hell of a storied place.
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Spotted - On the Streets of Manhattan

6/13/2022

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Reading guess what?
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It Feels Good!

6/12/2022

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So I just got a box of ten books from Acta Publications.  Yes, it feels good to get into print like this.  A big part for me is the public recognition of some remarkable leaders who people the pages of David Sometimes Wins.  Look left and you'll find many of them in the image collage.  Order here: actapublications.com/sometimes-david-wins/
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Race Matters

6/4/2022

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I pulled this pic from an old file of memorabilia from my Swarthmore, PA upbringing. Guess what stands out?
For me, at least, race and death.  The one black individual who was a stalwart teammate lived in a tiny "ghetto" on the edge of town I rarely visited.  My two best friends - athletes both - passed away, one just a month or so ago.  I know when they died, but I'm not sure if Russ Jones, number 44, is dead or alive. 
Swarthmore Alma Mater
Certainly alive and well in Swarthmore were race matters however you cut them because race mattered hugely, as did matters pertaining to race.  The title of Cornel West's book Race Matters captures it both ways - perfectly.
I learned about race in my home - two black women in particular come to mind.  Both were powerful in their own way and taught me a thing or two about toughness as they navigated their responsibilities under the employ of Rita Pierson.  Then there was the basketball court. We were regularly beaten by the all black team from rival Darby as our ninth grade coach (Dick Bernhardt) relentlessly debunked my evasions and excuses.
The whole race scene was topped off by events at the Swarthmore Swim Club.  That's where my brother and I spent most of our summer days until the club board flipped out over concerns that the new black kid in town, Reggie Harvey, might piss in the pool.  Liberal white preachers didn't do well with this one.  My parents and the Swarthmore Meeting did - by boycotting the club and lining up behind the Harvey family.
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To Retire or Not?

6/4/2022

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Frank Pierson, Sr.
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Grandfather Silas never wanted to retire.  In fact, he clung to his board position with Colorado Fuel and Iron (CF&I) as long as he could.  My father was just the opposite.  An enormously esteemed professor and scholar, he and my mother decided he would resign from his position as Chairman of the Department of Economics at Swarthmore College at the age of 67. 
He could have gone on and on, given his status.  Instead, he vacated his position and served as a volunteer to counsel students on future job prospects into his early 70s.  His primary reason for making the retirement move was opening the chairmanship to the next generation of professorial talent, almost all of whom he had recruited to Swarthmore over the years.
My father was diagnosed with an Alzheimers variant at age 75 (my age now).  That means he and Rita had 8 good years free of grinding daily workday responsibilities, before bit by bit he began to lose his mind.  My plan was to retire at 67 the same way dad did.  The reasons are pretty obvious, I guess.
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An Ironic Twist

6/3/2022

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The irony of sitting in a Congregational/UCC church memorializing the life of a labor leader Don Shelton wasn't lost on me.  My grandfather, Silas Gilbert Pierson, was a long term member of a Congregational congregation--Plymouth--in Denver who embraced Rockefeller's vituperative enmity for labor organizing in his company.  So I doubt any labor leaders of his era were fondly remembered in his church after their passing.  Of course, I can't be sure, but I'd bet a bundle on it.
Plymouth Congregational Church Denver
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Don Shelton, Local Labor Leader

6/2/2022

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Don Shelton passed away several months ago.  His daughter Diane invited me to his memorial service at Casas Adobes Congregational Church UCC.  I was glad to join with others to remember and celebrate his life.  Don figures prominently in one of the chapters in David Sometimes Wins.  I got to know him a bit in the writing of it. 

I first met Don at a union meeting in Oracle in the mid 1980s.
  He was a dominant figure in the meeting.  Aggressive and impressive - the way labor leaders should be and sometimes are.  I may have introduced myself but that was about it.  After that I saw him around the Tri-Community once in a while, including at a big rally/party/meeting in 1989.
When I started writing the chapter about Magma Copper Company and its unions, Don was my go-to guy.  Mostly in rapid fire exchanges of emails over many months, we broke open the story of Magma's transformation in the early 1990s.   That's the important story I wanted to tell. In the process I learned a lot about Don and the labor movement and developed even deeper respect for labor organizing and some of Don's co-conspirators like Harry Clark and Bob Mueller who were prominent in the work.
Don Shelton
I suppose one might say I was lucky to connect with the guy when I did, around time he was diagnosed with a terminal cancer.  But in my mind luck doesn't explain connections made between fellow travelers on the social justice road who meet up along the way.
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A Nervous Read

6/1/2022

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When my editor/publisher Greg Pierce sent me one of the first two hard copies of Sometimes David Wins, I was too nervous at first to read it.  I feared that it might contain some egregious error in judgment or recollection of events, spotted on that read, that would undermine the whole thing.  I don't mean typos and/or bungled syntax and verbiage.  For sure there would be some of that. 

I mean something really off base, misleading or gratuitously insulting that I completely missed.  The feeling was a bit like a case of nerves at the launch of a major action wondering if we overlooked something or someone fundamental that was about to bite us in the ass.
Frank Pierson Jr.
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