That's Kelly, known to you as Mocha Momma. Hence the photo. She is an extraordinary blogger and story teller, daughter, parent and friend. She also is a learning disabilities expert and "literacy coach" and now an assistant principal, and this week she posted something that reminded me again of how critical her work is and how well she does it. Take a minute for a brief inkling of what it's like to work in an "underserved" school – and at the difference one exceptional woman can make. You'll be proud.
Category: LIFE
Obama’s Economic Team, Yeah They’re Good But I’m Excited about Melody!
I started writing about this as the announcement was made and got called away. Now I discover that my friend and very wise colleague PunditMom has basically said everything I would have said – so go read her evaluation.
I still want, though, to share my sense of this remarkable woman. It's very exciting. Melody Barnes, now a top adviser to President-Elect Obama, is one of the most impressive, decent and unpretentious people I've worked with in Washington or anywhere else. She's smart, she's interesting, always open, funny and committed. She is a wonderful choice. Since she's been working with the transition for some time it's no surprise, but it still says a lot that she's there. Here's a interview with her that will give you an idea of her thinking and of the way she responds; calm, orderly, thoughtful and usually, wise.
Not much detail, I know. My own experiences with her were peripheral and intermittent but this I know: her presence in the Administration is yet another piece of evidence supporting what I wrote yesterday. The values, outlook and core of this Administration offer more and more hope that they're bringing smart, capable and "no drama*" people with them as they take over in these very difficult times.
*Yeah, yeah I know but Larry Summers is just one guy.
Barack Obama, Style, Change, and Basketball
I really like Barack Obama – anyone who reads this blog knows that. And it's not just his ideas that are so attractive; his style is just stunning. I'm no starry eyed kid; I've been around the block with many candidates who looked better than they turned out to be. But in this case, it feels like the more you look the better it gets. It's scary, in fact, because it can't be true – there are sure to be grim and discouraging moments and long dry periods. Even so, there is so much room for hope. I wanted to share a couple of moments that add to that hope as we look forward in these very scary times.
First, last week's issue of the New York Time Magazine included a piece by Ron Suskind, author of A Hope in the Unseen, called Change. You really should read it, but for now consider this story that Valerie Jarrett told Suskind as evidence that I'm not delusional to be so excited about the basic qualities of this man.
It was in Iowa, just a year ago. Obama was way behind Hillary Clinton. The heavyweights were called in, 200 members of Obama’s national finance committee. The money people. Many had given mightily. And now, it seemed, nothing was working. Obama said that before they
all gathered to pass judgment, he wanted them — all 200 — to meet his grass-roots field team in Iowa.They did, then gathered in a room at an Iowa arts center. The room was tense.
Obama explained that day that they were running a different kind of campaign, a real grass-roots campaign, one that grew from the bottom up, from the dirt, and that it takes time for those roots to take hold. And the heavy hitters nodded; yes, they understood that idea, but it wasn’t working. The polls were the proof. They showed Clinton with a double-digit lead.
And Jarrett can remember how Obama looked at them, hard-eyed, everything on the line. “ ‘Did you think I was kidding when I said this was the unlikely journey?’ ” Jarrett recalls him saying. “‘You thought this would be simple? No, change is never simple. Change is hard.“
‘Listen, I know you’re nervous,’ he went on. ‘But if you’re nervous, I’ll hold your hand. We’re going to get through this together. And if we win Iowa, we’ll win this country.’ ”Jarrett said: “He turned their emotion around. He made sense of it. He told them why we were there and what was within our grasp. And people became jubilant. You
never heard cheering like that. That was the turn, where it happened.”
To me that says it all. There's lots more in the piece though; I just read it last night and was just knocked out by it.
Then, thanks to RoadKill Refugee, who always seems to find things no one else has noticed, I came upon this remarkable interview between Obama and my old boss Bryant Gumbel. Again, everything that is revealed seems positive. Wise, funny, unpretentious – a man, as so many have observed, who is comfortable in his own skin; a man who doesn't have to prove anything to anybody.
Make of these what you will – but amid all the staffing speculation and bailout talk, school choice, puppy shopping and Inauguration gossip, this is a look at what appears to be some of the real stuff behind this person we've chosen to lead us for the next four years.
Bye Bye Eli
I know there are more important things in the world – I write about many of them, but losing the enchanting, original Eli Stone makes me sad. ABC announced its cancellation Thursday apparently. I'm a sucker for a bit of the supernatural now and again but how can you abandon a guy who has hallucinations featuring George Michael? I mean really.
There was something sweet and inspiring about this lawyer tilting at the windmills emerging from his hallucinations, and converting those around him to believe in his quests. The wonderful Victor Garber (Sydney's dad on Alias) and adorable Loretta Devine (also The Chief's wife on Grey's Anatomy) didn't hurt either. I will miss them all. Once in a while a TV series speaks to you for no apparent reason; I think in this case I just loved the story and the struggle. Maybe Eli will find a new life on SciFi Channel or something so we can at least relive his past adventures. And see him in production numbers with George Michael one more time.
Shabbat Shalom
OUR TOUGH ECONOMY: OK, I ADMIT IT, IT SCARES ME
I don't know about you but I'm really getting scared. Although we've gone from a two-wage-earner family to one student and one consultant whose income is unpredictable, that's not the issue. It's the sense of vulnerability that just won't quit. I wake up and see overseas markets sinking each day and knowing that ours will follow, listen to layoff numbers of a size that I don't think I've imagined, much less seen before, remember the hard time all my high school classmates went through during the big steel strikes, and worry.
Bill Clinton used to talk all the time about Americans who "work hard and play by the rules." Well guess who's getting hosed now? A good friend of mine, a widow, has lost 50% of her 401K and she's in her early 60s so there isn't all that much time to recoup before she starts to need it. For many, medical expenses as they aged were supposed to be cushioned by savings; now each expense is a real economic violation. Friends in service businesses like dog walking, the guy who cuts my hair and relies on mall walk-in business that's not appearing, all the small, non-urgent elements that are the underpinnings of an economy — they're rickety and that's scary. Forget about the auto industry – that's almost too big to get your head around. But a young mother running a pet care business so she has more time for her family, a deli owner, a home childcare center, an occupational therapist or piano teacher or online yarn entrepreneur — a new college grad with no job prospects, an independent consultant like me — we're vulnerable.
My anger at George Bush and the past eight years has grown geometrically in the midst of all this. Remember the ant and the grasshopper? Well Bush, who ran as a sturdy, sensible ant, has squandered all the reserve that might have helped us weather parts of this crisis. He's put us so far in debt that we are a bad example and object of rage, disappointment and distrust. In yet another element of the disdain in which we're held, our profligate, self-indulgent conduct of both war and economic policy has left us in tatters with not nearly enough resources to take care of ourselves without enormous pain and sacrifice. I've been out of work. I've been in debt. We've climbed back from two separate crises, one of our own making, one not, and moved ourselves to a place where we have a little equilibrium. That's a vulnerable asset, and we're going to have to struggle to protect it. But we're so much luckier than others.
If you're trying to get out of the heady debt so many Americans were seduced into, there's no room for a layoff or slowdown. If you need a job to keep your Green Card, if you need holiday work to pay for SATs and college applications, if you're retired and fear for your savings, if you need summer jobs to stay off the streets, if your kids need extra educational intervention, this mess is going to land on you. And that's only if it doesn't get so bad that the photo at the top of this post is a reality once again.
Clearly I'm not the only one thinking about the Great Depression. This TIME cover, which will certainly be a classic, evokes a famous photo of FDR in its picture of President-Elect Obama. "The New New Deal" it says. Hoping, pleading almost, that the inspiring, calm and competent Roosevelt will be channeled in this new President, along with a great portion of Abraham Lincoln. Clearly, the evocation of presidential icons from both parties reflects the comprehension of the scope and magnitude of the issues we face – and the urgency surrounding them. Just as clearly, I'm not the only one who's worried. AND I keep adding to this as news breaks – now the Dow is below 8,000. I think I just need to shut up and post.
AS USUAL, JEN LEMEN FINDS THE GOLD
Yes it’s true. Once again Jen has found something very much worth the five minutes it takes to watch it. It’s been up on her site since mid-October and I just plain missed it. I’m figuring maybe you did, too. It will feel like a great investment. I promise.
Shabbat Shalom Once Again
BARACK OBAMA, JUDITH WARNER, EXPLAINING HISTORY TO KIDS: MRS. HAMER AND JACKIE ROBINSON
A dear friend sent me this New York Time column by the sometimes controversial Judith Warner. In it, Warner muses about the cosmic change we all know came last Tuesday, and her young daughters’ seeming inability to understand the magnitude of what has happened.
“Look,” we said, pointing to the headline “Racial Barrier Falls.” “This is huge.”
We labored to make them understand that their world — art that day,
and orchestra, and Baked Potato Bar at lunch — had irrevocably changed.But how can you understand change when you’ve only known one way of being?
They were happy because we were happy. They rose to the occasion in
that bemused way children do when adults tell them what they should
feel. They were glad to be rid of George W. Bush and to be saved – for
now – from the specter of Sarah Palin.
Of course one of the reasons for this is that, for younger people, unless they’re well-briefed, it is less of an earthquake. They know we believe that they are part of something wonderful, but they don’t know as viscerally as we do the terribleness that came before. It was easier, 30 years ago, with my own children. They went to a pretty progressive elementary school where Martin Luther King Day was a cornerstone of the winter curriculum. In the first grade they learned about the kid across the street who wouldn’t play with him, and of the pain that caused. They watched Eyes on the Prize more than once in class. When we settled on annual giving, their vote was for the United Negro College Fund. Their babysitter told them stories about not being able to go into Virginia smoke shops to buy a candy bar, about the scary cruelty that was her childhood. It came from someone they knew. It wasn’t history, it was their friend’s life.
But they’re a generation or more older than Warner’s girls and, growing up in Manhattan they knew more, and heard more, from people for whom it was more immediate. There are fewer of those people now, as Selma and Montgomery fade farther into history. It will take more work, more commitment by schools as well as parents, to help these small people understand what has happened. Work worth doing though, I think.
As I’ve thought about this, I’ve recalled that my parents never completely described to me the impact of the Depression on their lives. They were, I later learned, enormously affected but there really wasn’t a way to explain it – at least for them. They had suffered too much. It drove me to study Depression history in college, when much of what I’d wondered about became clear. That was a sad landmark instead of a proud one, but it’s also about troubled experiences difficult to communicate. A challenge either met or avoided.
I agree that one way to help younger people understand the wonder of what has happened is just as Warner described it. Let them be “happy because we’re happy.” Explain as best we can. Personally though, I’m not against a little indoctrination: the story of Dr. King’s lost playmate, or Jackie Robinson or Fannie Lou Hamer or Rosa Parks (there’s a kids’ song “When Rosa Parks Sat Down, the Whole World Stood Up”) or Charlayne Hunter-Gault. And the question I used so often: “How do you think you would feel if that happened to you?” From the known to the unknown, the familiar to the unfamiliar, just like any other lesson. Allow the natural compassion of a loving child to emerge, and their sense of justice and wonder will not be far behind.
SARAH PALIN SPEAKS: WHAT DO WE THINK OF THIS TODAY INTERVIEW?
This segment of the interview, particularly, struck me as very interesting. What do we think? I was intrigued by Piper’s reactions — clearly she felt comfortable speaking her mind – but I wonder why her mom called her "sister?" Nickname? It’s something I’ve only seen in old-fashioned rural families.
Except for that perhaps odd moment though, she could be formidable if she maintains this sort of posture and intelligent visibility over the next years, no?