• To S.B. OR NOT TO S.B.

    We find ourselves these days in a presidential election year and with that all the expected mud slinging, fact twisting and general mayhem all part of that process we endure every four years. There is scant attention to fact – a topic to be dealt with on a later post – and widespread amnesia over how we got to the point we are with each side blaming the other.

    There numerous issues on the table, among which are the pressing concerns over job creation, the shaky economy and national security. However, there is, among these, one issue which has bearing on all of these elements. That is the issue of illegal immigration.

    This topic sparks discussion and often heated debate nationwide but in the border states, it is of particular and compelling interest. In  Arizona it has become not only the focus of debate and demonstrations but now is the focus of a U S Department of Justice investigation – the target of which is the Maricopa County Sheriff, Joe Arpaio. The issue before the Court now is not the law, per se,  but as I see it, the implementation of it. The focus of the action of USDOJ is the discriminatory nature of how Sheriff Joe is enforcing the Arizona law, S.B. 1070.What needs to be put out on the table are those other issues which come to the surface because of the “interpretation” and “implementation” of  laws and what effect it is having on so many people.

    As I noted in my opening statements “ABOUT” this site, I am urging discussion , not increasing the angst level. There are several sides to this complex issue and, while I strongly hold to the premise that we are a nation of law, there must also be a side of us that looks at the effect of law and take necessary steps to either repeal, reform or further clarify how law is used in governing.

    I do not purport to have the answers on this one but I sense that, with some rational debate, a solution that will be acceptable to all sides can be reached.

    That being said, allow my take on the subject.

    Recently, a young lady graduated from Arizona State University. She achieved honors level GPA from the School of Engineering and was the valedictorian of the senior class. The problem – she will be unable to secure a career here as she is a “illegal”, brought here by her parents when she was very young.

    More than once in the recent past, a man was arrested for being  in the country illegally. He and his wife were about to be deported. Then there was the question of the children. The Constitution holds that if one is born in the United States, one is a citizen of the United States. Legal scholars still debate whether or not this applies to children of aliens or of those here illegally, however, the fact remains  that if one is born here, one is a citizen. So, this complicates the deporting of illegals when their children are citizens, does it not ?

    As you go out to dinner, or for that matter, have dinner at home and you serve a salad, complete with lettuce or spinach and , say, topped with avocado, there is a darn good chance that your lettuce and spinach came from Yuma  County, Arizona and your avocado came from Southern California. And more than likely, it was all picked by workers here on questionable status at best. The harvesting of these vegetables is not only a source of work for  those thousands hungry for an income but it forms the economic mainstay for a large portion of Southwestern Arizona and Southern California.

    So, where does that leave us ? Families being broken up, local economies being crashed, homes not being built and, sadly, seriously capable engineers unable to work and contribute to turning around the skills pool which is at an all time low, according to some compelling research.

    And what is the solution. Well, therein lies the yet to be an unanswered question – at least not answered in a fashion which makes social and economic sense.

    This will not be easy. Nor will it be accomplished in the obstructionist atmosphere created by the Tea Party Republicans in Congress as it is congress that will have to formulate policy and guidelines to, if not remedy this problem, at least minimize its  negative effects.

    Key here is the willingness to view the whole picture and  not the narrowly defined strict letter of the law as written.

    For the record, Arizona’s S.B. 1070 provides for “…any lawful contact..” and “..reasonable suspicion” needed to demand proof of citizenship. It provides that its implementation  “…must be in a manner consistent with federal laws regulating immigration and the protecting of the civil rights of all persons and respecting the privileges and immunities of U S citizens…”

    There is not much doubt that a large majority of those here in the Southwest illegally are from Mexico and Central America. It is not, though, the sum and totality of illegal immigrants.

    The expected opinion of SCOTUS notwithstanding, I submit that wholesale “sweeps” of largely Hispanic neighborhoods does not equate to “lawful contact” nor does it equate to “reasonable suspicion”.

     

    We will take up this topic again to discuss some strategies but for now, I suggest that the Sheriff’s agenda is simply fodder for orchestrated xenophobia.

     

     

  • Think About It !

    Sometimes one just stops, takes a step back and asks a question or two, the answers to which rarely come readily and all one can do is go hmmmmm, figuring the answer may come later – or not !

    So, for the hell of it, here are a few. I am certain more will come later on down the road.

    Again, I pose the questions – certainly not the answers !

    Why are women always late  ?

    Is there some reason for wearing ones corporate ID badge out everywhere in public ? Does anyone really care where you work ?

    Are there that many houses which are not equipped with at least one full length mirror ?

    Why do people insist on papering the refrigerator door as if it were  a bulletin board  or a photo gallery  ?

    Why do women wear coats and scarves in raw, wet weather but insist on wearing shorts and then wonder why they are cold ??

    How did that stupid “high five” thing ever get started  ??

    Explain why people in restaurants pass plates of food around, insisting everyone take  a taste ??  If one wanted the item on the menu, order it , yes ???

    If I hear the phrases “Check it out” or “Awesome” any more, I think I will scream. How limited has vocabulary become ??

    Which MBA Marketing genius decided that words were easier to dial on a phone than numbers, especially as many of them are more than seven letters ?

    Did you ever wonder why cops should people who are threatening

    suicide  ?

    More to come later – honest !!

  • I was born in the nineteen forties, raised in the fifties, grew up in the sixties, survived the seventies and have tolerated the next four decades which, by and large, is the best I can say.

    Early on, the concept of personal style was dictated by someone else. Parents come to mind. Sometimes it was OK. Often, well not so much. Parents always had a hard time with change – then and now, I suspect. Most of the time then was all about khakis and tee shirts, a coat and tie for church on Sunday and shirt and tie for school.

    For near a decade , I found myself in seminary where the dress code was shall we say”prescribed” – hence my continuing love of black. Returning to the world of the laity, I found myself in the mid sixties. Now there’s a clear definition of culture shock, for sure. And then it began – that drive for one’s own style. Not so much the persona but the “vestments”, though I have since grown to understand they are inextricably connected.

    Over time, one way or another, one does formulate a persona and a style to accompany it. For me, it was always about comfortable and functional with a basic set up. Boot flair slacks or jeans were standard.  Certainly not those horrible bell bottoms. Boots outside, loafers for inside and sandals for the beach. I preferred Roughouts pretty much  over anything. I just simply couldn’t deal with all that other craziness around. Of course, the professional setting had other demands. The “Mr Shue Rules ” (  my tailor from John Wanamaker ) applied. Pin striped suits or slacks and blazer. Blue or black blazer with either tan or gray slacks. Striped shirt with solid tie, or a very  mild print ; solid shirt with a striped or print tie. Blue or striped shirts in daytime, white shirts in the evening. Of course, the basic white dress shirt was always a  safe bet.

    Since those days, I have migrated West and, while some of my fashion outlook has been modified, far more has stayed the same – good shirts, boots, and the same rules for dress. I do spend more time in jeans than ever before, usually with a white shirt. However, when the event or situation requires it, Mr Shue still holds sway. The only thing that has really changed has been the choice of hats. I have always liked hats and wore many – I was, for sure, the “mad hatter”. Nowadays, it’s pretty much Stetson or Bailey. That’s where I am comfortable and, at the risk of sounding a bit highbrow, I think the fashion statement is rather basic and classic.

    So, what  happened, one must ask and what we see now is a very different kettle of fish. We are being plagued with the Seattle grunge gone completely amuck. The guys are wearing so called shorts which look more like skirts, rubber shower slippers – yes, that’s what they really are – underwear hanging out and tee shirts I wouldn’t let my dog sleep on.

    And then there are the girls. Midriffs hanging out and I do mean “hanging”, shoes that flap with every step and again, those rubber shower slippers. There are  slacks dragging four inches on the ground and, of course, all those hats on backwards ! Who ever started that one.  And then there are the ever present pajamas. Sorry, they are meant to sleep in or lounge in, not to go out in public. And if this is not hard enough on the eyes during the day at Taco Bell, we need to put up with it at decent places for Saturday night dinner too !                                                                    My wife and I were celebrating our first anniversary on a  Saturday night at a rather nice resort restaurant in Ahwatukee.  I was in a suit with, of course, dress boots. She had on a rather nice long dress with a matching jacket. It was a special evening for us. So, we’re having cocktails when this couple walks in and is seated a couple of tables over. She had on jeans with holes in the knees and a top which hadn’t seen a laundry for weeks. He had on that ol’ California stand by – track shorts, shower slippers and a fish net tee.

    While this was, in my opinion, unsuitable for any occasion, it was certainly out of place for this setting. On the way out, I challenged the host – I refuse him the title of “maitre d ” – as to why he even seated these people. His reply – they’re paying customers.

    So, that’s it. Money talks and class and style have left the building !

    I sense that style and class have, for the most part, been lost and frankly, it’s sad. I am not seeking a return to Edwardian England but , come now, a bit of style and how one presents oneself in public needs to be important . Does it not speak volumes about self image ?

    I accept that in many areas of the country, particularly the major cities in the New York – D.C. corridor, there is still some semblance of style, especially in New York. And, I can accept the “new casual” attitude that is the prevailing mind set. On the other hand, I reject the concept that looking like the back end of a land fill should be the norm

  • This is the initial post on our site, an introduction, if you will, to give a little background, some insight and maybe some rules of the game.

    For a long time, folks have asked me what I would have been if I had not chosen the professional field that I did – that of being an advocate, a voice and an activist for those who need a voice and a hand up. I replied that I probably would have gone in to journalism and worked for a newspaper.

    Well, as it turns out, much of my work has included speaking out. As some of you may know, I can be found in the “Comments” section of numerous news outlets on various topics. This, then, is my way of formalizing those efforts and perhaps grabbing on to that “other life” I spoke about.

    This site is designed to be an Op Ed page. Yes, OPINION and my opinion at that.

    I expect this will be highly political as that is what I do. I also expect, though, to offer observations on other facets of everyday living, some sad, some humorous but all purposed to raise awareness, start a discussion or get those thinking caps out of the closet and maybe bring a laugh to your world now and then.

    Now and then I will have a guest author and I will set up a way for comments, though I reserve the privilege, as moderator, of prior review.

    As to the name, well, it’s complicated. Try as I might to get creative in the title, I found there are lots of creative folk out there in blog land. I even tried to use the phrase Opinion Page in Latin but someone  already registered that one too ! Then I was thinking about the old days and  a thought came to me. Where do people congregate to chat, discuss, argue and the like. The water cooler is one, though that’s more for gossip. Of course the kitchen is a mainstay of all discourse.  Taverns and Pubs are likewise a popular venue. But there is one place which is particular to me and to many and if you, the reader, are a SJCS Alumni, you will recognize not only the place but the memories as well.

    So, off we go and let’s see where it takes us and, to paraphrase, we’ll see you in the trunk room !!!