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It Can't Happen Here

Blogger Christy Rogers goes deep on the parallels and ironies bursting out of Sinclair Lewis's 1936 classic, as performed last week by the SF Mime Troupe. A very thoughtful, frightening piece. An excerpt from Dissident Voice:

Last week, while Occupy movement encampments across the US stared down eviction or were smashed up by police attacks, a number of theater companies around the US held readings of Sinclair Lewis’ 1936 adaptation for the stage of his bestselling novel It Can’t Happen Here. The play, which was commissioned by the Roosevelt administration’s Federal Theater Project, a part of its massive Depression era public works program, is the story of the rise to power of a good ol’ boy country lawyer who wins the presidency through a combination of charm, demagoguery and threats, and then cements his power with terror and violence, ultimately creating a police state....It gave me pause the next day to realize that as a small group of us sat in the Mime Troupe’s darkened rehearsal space in the Mission District, across the bay in Oakland, police from eighteen different local law enforcement agencies (yes, you may well ask why there are that many to begin with, much less why they were all were involved) must have been mapping out a pre-dawn assault on the Occupy Oakland camp that would end up being one of the most violent in the nation so far. Hearing the Mime Troupe read Lewis’ play gave me lots of food for thought, but most of it was in the form of questions on just exactly what kind of relevance we’re talking about—or not—right now.

Read the complete article here.

Yes yes we know

It has been some months since the last real activity on the LFTLC site, and the correct explanation is that the team took a break to manage our respective personal affairs. I think we all thought we could continue our web activities as we stepped up our work in other areas, but that proved unrealistic, life being what it is-- you know how it goes. Now we are back. It will take a little time to get up to speed, but we will soon be producing podcasts and blogs, posting them here for you. Our intention is to be back on the air with the full show within four months. When we resume broadcasting, we will be using the Galaxy satellite network to distribute the show. That means any station in North America that wants the show can get it-- free. So if you have a Progressive talk outlet in your area, tell them you want the new Live From The Left Coast! Or tell us, and we'll pitch them on carrying the show.

Licensing Journalists? Hmmm.

Who's a journalist? What's journalism? And can journalism be treasonous? Dan Gillmor ponders the fallout from Wikileaks. A worthy read - thanks, Dan.

The "Tax Compromise" and Social Security

It was only when the first cries over President Obama's compromise with the Republicans began to settle that calmer analysis over its impacts kicked in.

Thomas Schegel, one of my Well colleagues, grasped immediately the potentially grim scenario ahead. It's not so much a matter of numbers and percentages. It's about handing the Republicans yet another tool to hype their alarm cries over the Social Security "crisis". And ironically, it could make that crisis a reality.

Tom's given me permission to excerpt his thoughts on the issue. Added emphasis is mine.

This one's easy - but up to you.

Most progressives agree (to at least some extent) that President Obama is overly conciliatory to the Right; pulls his punches before they even feint; and needs to toughen up to get anything done in the next two years.

There's no particular evidence that he has the slightest clue how emphatically (nay, desperately) we wish he'd get his shit together and wield the power of the office we gave him. Some hope gleams in Elizabeth Warren's arrival and Larry Summers' departure. I still think that, within his circle, the demands from the center are presented as fringe whinging from the Left.

Over on my longtime hang-out The Well, the idea has emerged to send Balls to Obama.

Brass Balls

 

I Wish the Notre Dame Suicide were Surprising **Update appended - scroll to the end**

But it's not.

I took a news hiatus during the long holiday weekend. So it was the Jezebel post on the tragic death of Lizzy Seeberg that told me nothing's changed in my home town.

The story in short: a young girl reported an assault by a Notre Dame football player. Her charges seemed to lead nowhere; despite her following to the letter every single step advised in the wake of a sexual assault, authorities inside and outside the school apparently let her down. She took her own life. In the wake of her death, the university clammed up; the football player plays on; the coach cracked wise.

Oh, how to boil down for you how - well, how normal this is for life in South Bend. How football rules all. How Notre Dame has called the shots there forever, and always will; how the Lizzy Seebergs of this world publicly or silently fall away in the name of money, of privilege, of patriarchy and theocracy. And how I wish I believed that this will change. It will not.

Let me share with you my own tangle with the Great God Football in South Bend.

Can Sound Mental Health and Fundamentalist Beliefs Co-Exist?

Yet another unsettling episode illustrating the mind of the fundamentalist conservative.

Gift Giving. Discuss.

Gotta deal with it every year. I'm sure you can tell my enthusiasm is seeping from every pore.

Bah HumCat

Illustration by RebeccaR195

The Depression Chronicles

Sad Kitty

 

In addition to our ongoing political and arts/culture programming, we're developing a series of conversations about depression. I'd very much appreciate your suggestions as to topics and guests.

The reality of depression

Time for some frank discussion. I've made it a point throughout the course of my radio career to be honest about my chronic depression. The same way that - when relevant to the conversation - I'll mention my bum knees or my less-than-perfect spine, I've never flinched when it's natural to say I suffer from depression. Correction: sometimes I've flinched, but I've done it anyway. People see me as a high achiever. Because they hear me on the radio; because I come across as bright and somewhat accomplished; because I have a quick wit and sound like someone you might want to have coffee or a cocktail with, it's easy to see me in your mind as a person who pretty much gets what she wants and needs out of life.