Letters 10-24-2016

It’s Obama’s 1984 Several editions ago I concluded a short letter to the editor with an ominous rhetorical flourish: “Welcome to George Orwell’s 1984 and the grand opening of the Federal Department of Truth!” At the time I am sure most of the readers laughed off my comments as right-wing hyperbole. Shame on you for doubting me...

Gun Bans Don’t Work It is said that mass violence only happens in the USA. A lone gunman in a rubber boat, drifted ashore at a popular resort in Tunisia and randomly shot and killed 38 mostly British and Irish tourists. Tunisian gun laws, which are among the most restrictive in the world, didn’t stop this mass slaughter. And in January 2015, two armed men killed 11 and wounded 11 others in an attack on the French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo. French gun laws didn’t stop these assassins...

Scripps’ Good Deed No good deed shall go unpunished! When Dan Scripps was the 101st District State Representative, he introduced legislation to prevent corporations from contaminating (e.g. fracking) or depleting (e.g. Nestle) Michigan’s water table for corporate profit. There are no property lines in the water table, and many of us depend on private wells for abundant, safe, clean water. In the subsequent election, Dan’s opponents ran a negative campaign almost solely on the misrepresentation that Dan’s good deed was a government takeover of your private water well...

Political Definitions As the time to vote draws near it’s a good time to check into what you stand for. According to Dictionary.com the meanings for liberal and conservative are as follows:

Liberal: Favorable to progress or reform as in political or religious affairs.

Conservative: Disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditions and limit change...

Voting Takes A Month? Hurricane Matthew hit the Florida coast Oct. 6, over three weeks before Election Day. Bob Ross (Oct. 17th issue) posits that perhaps evacuation orders from Governor Scott may have had political motivations to diminish turnout and seems to praise Hillary Clinton’s call for Gov. Scott to extend Florida’s voter registration deadline due to evacuations...

Clinton Foundation Facts Does the Clinton Foundation really spend a mere 10 percent (per Mike Pence) or 20 percent (per Reince Priebus) of its money on charity? Not true. Charity Watch gives it an A rating (the same as it gives the NRA Foundation) and says it spends 88 percent on charitable causes, and 12 percent on overhead. Here is the source of the misunderstanding: The Foundation does give only a small percentage of its money to charitable organizations, but it spends far more money directly running a number of programs...

America Needs Change Trump supports our constitution, will appoint judges that will keep our freedoms safe. He supports the partial-birth ban; Hillary voted against it. Regardless of how you feel about Trump, critical issues are at stake. Trump will increase national security, monitor refugee admissions, endorse our vital military forces while fighting ISIS. Vice-presidential candidate Mike Pence will be an intelligent asset for the country. Hillary wants open borders, increased government regulation, and more demilitarization at a time when we need strong military defenses...

My Process For No I will be voting “no” on Prop 3 because I am supportive of the process that is in place to review and approve developments. I was on the Traverse City Planning Commission in the 1990s and gained an appreciation for all of the work that goes into a review. The staff reviews the project and makes a recommendation. The developer then makes a presentation, and fellow commissioners and the public can ask questions and make comments. By the end of the process, I knew how to vote for a project, up or down. This process then repeats itself at the City Commission...

Regarding Your Postcard If you received a “Vote No” postcard from StandUp TC, don’t believe their lies. Prop 3 is not illegal. It won’t cost city taxpayers thousands of dollars in legal bills or special elections. Prop 3 is about protecting our downtown -- not Munson, NMC or the Commons -- from a future of ugly skyscrapers that will diminish the very character of our downtown...

Vote Yes It has been suggested that a recall or re-election of current city staff and Traverse City Commission would work better than Prop 3. I disagree. A recall campaign is the most divisive, costly type of election possible. Prop 3, when passed, will allow all city residents an opportunity to vote on any proposed development over 60 feet tall at no cost to the taxpayer...

Yes Vote Explained A “yes” vote on Prop 3 will give Traverse City the right to vote on developments over 60 feet high. It doesn’t require votes on every future building, as incorrectly stated by a previous letter writer. If referendums are held during general elections, taxpayers pay nothing...

Beware Trump When the country you love have have served for 33 years is threatened, you have an obligation and a duty to speak out. Now is the time for all Americans to speak out against a possible Donald Trump presidency. During the past year Trump has been exposed as a pathological liar, a demagogue and a person who is totally unfit to assume the presidency of our already great country...

Picture Worth 1,000 Words Nobody disagrees with the need for affordable housing or that a certain level of density is dollar smart for TC. The issue is the proposed solution. If you haven’t already seen the architect’s rendition for the site, please Google “Pine Street Development Traverse City”...

Living Wage, Not Tall Buildings Our community deserves better than the StandUp TC “vote no” arguments. They are not truthful. Their yard signs say: “More Housing. Less Red Tape. Vote like you want your kids to live here.” The truth: More housing, but for whom? At what price..

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A Dark, Violent Train Ride

Nancy Sundstrom - December 25th, 2003
There‘s a lot of ground covered in Pete Dexter‘s haunting new book and it‘s a testament to the versatility and intelligence of the National Book Award-winning author of “Paris Trout,“ “Deadwood,“ “God‘s Pocket“ and “The Paperboy.“ This time around, he uses a “Train“ to help the reader with the journey.
Dexter‘s latest opus contains his familiar theme of waste and the pain and destruction that can be caused by it, a, set against a backdrop of an exclusive Los Angeles golf course in 1953. His protagonist is 18-year-old African-American caddy Lionel “Train“ Walk (picture a much younger Tiger Woods), who has the potential to be a star in a game and at a place that is strictly off-limits to him. He‘s regularly abused and generally mistreated by the ignorant and snobbish members at the course, something that causes him more pain than he ever lets on, and the other caddies even play a part in his mistreatment. Train‘s simple dignity and special talent for the sport ignite fear and suspicion at every turn, and the burden is becoming more than he can bear.
The exception to this is Miller Packard, or “Mile-Away Man,“ as Train calls him. Packard is a decent golfer, a risk-taking gambler and an ethically-driven police sergeant who sees that he can be a savior of sorts to Train, whose natural affinity for golf doesn‘t escape him; and the beautiful, liberal Norah Rose Sill, who is viciously attacked in an attempted boat hijacking that claims the life of her husband.
In the first chapter, set in Philadelphia in 1948, we meet the enigmatic Packard and instantly become intrigued with a man for whom love seems as elusive as access for golf will be to Train:

“At this point in the story, Packard had never fallen in love, and didn‘t trust what he‘d heard of the lingo (forever, my darling, with all my heart, till the end of time, more than life itself, with every fiber of my being, oh my darling Clementine, etc.). It sounded out of control to him, and messy.
He had spent maybe a thousand Sundays in church, though -- make that four hundred -- and then two edgy years on a battleship in the Pacific Ocean, and then five very edgy days in the Pacific Ocean without the battleship, and before any of that, he‘d deliberately and often put himself in places where he saw awful things happen not only to people who deserved it, but also to people who just seemed to stumble in at the wrong time, walking into the picture as the shutter clicked through no fault of their own.
Which is to say that by now Packard recognized praying when he heard it, and knew the kind of the deals people would offer up, the promises they would make, when they were in over their heads. And that, from what he‘d heard, was what it ˜love˜ was about.
Later on, however, something in the feminine line in fact came along, custom-fit, and Packard, to his enormous surprise, found himself ape-s--- in tow. Although not every-fiber-of-my-being ape-s--- in tow. Of long habit, Packard only gave in quietly, without losing his dignity.
And much later on, when he was tamed and had the advantages of maturity and the long view, he would come to realize that everything that had happened was inevitable, that he was after all a human being, and it was therefore not in his nature to keep things simple.
Even the psychologist who did the pre-employment interview had seen something on Packard‘s horizon.
“Perhaps,“ he said, “you need someone to share this with.“
Packard had just described for the psychologist not his loveless life but his battleship, the Indianapolis, burning to the waterline in the night, and the days and nights of floating around in the Pacific Ocean with the sharks and burned and dying shipmates. The sharks came morning and evening, at meal time, and stayed about as long as it would take you to eat dinner. Packard to this day did not eat at regular hours, but aside from that, on the occasions when he asked himself how he felt, he felt approximately like the same person.
People he‘d known before the war, on the other hand, said he‘d changed, but he couldn‘t see it himself. As his grandmother had pointed out along time ago, he wasn‘t a real sweetheart to begin with.
Packard, by the way, had not brought any of this up to the psychologist himself. All he wanted was a job, and all the psychologist wanted was to keep his job, and he was required by the city‘s insurers to review applicants‘ military records and inquire specifically in regard to purple hearts.
The psychologist had a certain baritone manner that made Packard want to slap him, and he sat beneath his diplomas in a cheap suit, absently listening to an abbreviated history of Packard‘s war-time adventures, pinching his chin, making fifteen-dollar-an-hour dimples and grunts. He nodded from time to time, as if he‘d heard it all before.
Then, when the half hour was over, he said, “Perhaps you need someone to share this with.“

As Packard investigates the boat hijacking, he finds “someone to share this with“ in Norah and his friendship with Train blossoms when the young man loses his job and comes to find work as a groundskeeper at a rundown course he lovingly nurtures back into shape. Packard also begins mentoring Train, turning him into a money-making golf shark, something the reader knows will only prove disastrous. The brief idyll of hope and stability doesn‘t last long for these three, and trouble looms like an ever-darkening storm cloud, the momentum gathering but as tightly controlled as Dexter‘s sparse, effective prose style.
The book‘s end, which blends poetic justice and comic farce, feels inevitable and just right as a piece of heartbreaking noir. Dexter‘s characters, especially Train and Packard, are beautifully crafted and their relationship is a memorable work of art. In the author‘s hands, losers can be winners and the callous, deliberate cruelty inflicted on them by the elitist snobs who judge them without seeing them cuts deeply as they strive for small moments of dignity to balance out all of life‘s disappointments. The world Dexter creates is full of dark violence where light and goodness only occasionally bleeds through, but when it does, it is powerful and uplifting. This is a complicated book about emotional treks taken but rarely finished, and in it lies a truth about humankind that many writers are simply not brave enough to suggest to their readers. If you take this ride, you won‘t soon forget it.

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