Seasons and their Reasons

The AFL-CIO Monument in Chestnut Ridge Park, Orchard Park, NY

It occurs to me that for most holidays, we always end up hearing a lot about how important it is to remember WHY the holiday exists. We’ve got multiple holidays now where we’re supposed to meditate on Freedom and The Troops, and don’t get me started on the cottage industry that surrounds Christmas with all manner of evangelical zeal nowadays…but how much do we ever hear about “the true meaning of Labor Day”? So maybe take a few minutes today to bone up on the life of Samuel Gompers, a guy who it seems to me maybe should be as well remembered as, say, Henry Ford.

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Just so I have a place I can point to if anyone asks: I don’t know if he should withdraw or stay in. I do know that whatever happens, there is still a choice to be made between one party that values good governance and one that does not. The idea of choosing the party of Project 2025 over the Democrats because the sitting President has issues strikes me utterly insane, and we do not live in a world where a rational case can be made for voting Republican right now.

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Something for Thursday (July 4 edition)

Two hundred forty-eight years, and all I can really think of is, what’s it going to look like on the two hundred forty ninth?

I continue to be dismayed at the degree to which Americans are capable of being awful, which is why I continue to return to our art: to remind myself of what else we’re capable of.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UxMiXsMqwmI

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The answer is “No.”

And the question is, Will you be watching the debate?

Even if this was any kind of “normal” election year, I wouldn’t watch debates, because I decided years ago–2000, in fact–that political debates are a complete and utter waste of time, and that if you as a citizen really need the theatrical experience of a debate to decide who gets your vote, then you are a bad citizen because you clearly have not done one ounce of work to figure out (a) what you believe the direction of the country should be, (b) what kind of government we should have, and therefore (c) which candidate(s) are obviously best suited to providing the results you have determined you want by processing items (a) and (b) above. I literally cannot fathom the idea of sitting down to watch a debate because you are genuinely undecided, and that’s in a normal year.

This year, if you’re undecided, I’d almost honestly rather you didn’t vote at all.

Since I reject debates as a tool for deciding between candidates, that reduces them to basically little more interest than a sporting event, and there are plenty of those around. Thus, no, I will not be watching any debates. At all. I don’t need to listen to two hours of 45 spouting complete and utter nonsense to figure this out.

 

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The Discourse ™

I’m not generally one to get moved about The Discourse, and how people can’t talk to one another anymore and all that stuff…but this clip from The Daily Show, in which John Stewart talks to a former Republican Congressman with whom he has little in common, is certainly a good model for the way The Discourse probably would go more frequently, if we lived in a healthy country.

 

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Memorial Day, 2024

Remembering this day those who lost their lives fighting in wars under the American flag. I make no attempt this day to adjudicate the justness of any of those wars; there are other days for that.

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Every year on this date I listen to this song. It’s been done by many artists, so here it is by the Dropkick Murphys. This song is one of the best artistic meditations on the awful futility of war that I know, because those last words are so absolutely true: “It all happened again, and again, and again….” I don’t find a great deal of solace or even solemnity in Memorial Day, just a sadness that we keep coming back to this and that there will never, ever, be a Memorial Day when we can say, “Interesting, there are no new names to remember this time around.”

I’m also reminded of Lee Blessing’s play A Walk in the Woods, which dramatizes an event in the 1980s when two arms negotiators, one American and one Soviet, got frustrated with the lack of progress and wandered off to put together their own proposal, which was soundly rejected by both sides for being too realistic, I suppose. In that play, Blessing puts these words in the mouth of his Soviet negotiator:

“If mankind hated war, there would be millions of us, and only two soldiers.”

I fnd it hard to disagree with that sentiment.

Here are the Dropkick Murphys.

 

oh how do you do, young willy mcbridedo you mind if i sit here down by your gravesideand rest for a while in the warm summer suni’ve been walking all day, and im nearly doneand i see by your gravestone you were only nineteenwhen you joined the great fallen in 1916well i hope you died quickand i hope you died cleanoh willy mcbride, was is it slow and obscene

did they beat the drums slowlydid the play the fife lowlydid they sound the death march as they lowered you downdid the band play the last post and chorusdid the pipes play the flowers of the forest

and did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behindin some loyal heart is your memory enshrinedand though you died back in 1916to that loyal heart you’re forever nineteenor are you a stranger without even a nameforever enshrined behind some old glass panein an old photograph torn, tattered, and stainedand faded to yellow in a brown leather frame

did they beat the drums slowlydid the play the fife lowlydid they sound the death march as they lowered you downdid the band play the last post and chorusdid the pipes play the flowers of the forest

the sun shining down on these green fields of francethe warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dancethe trenches have vanished long under the plowno gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing downbut here in this graveyard that’s still no mans landthe countless white crosses in mute witness standtill’ man’s blind indifference to his fellow manand a whole generation were butchered and damned

did they beat the drums slowlydid the play the fife lowlydid they sound the death march as they lowered you downdid the band play the last post and chorusdid the pipes play the flowers of the forest

and i can’t help but wonder oh willy mcbridedo all those who lie here know why they dieddid you really believe them when they told you the causedid you really believe that this war would end warswell the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shamethe killing and dying it was all done in vainoh willy mcbride it all happened againand again, and again, and again, and again

did they beat the drums slowlydid the play the fife lowlydid they sound the death march as they lowered you downdid the band play the last post and chorusdid the pipes play the flowers of the forest

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Today in Bookbanning

Let’s see what the bookbanners are up to, shall we? I know, it’s depressing work, but these people are relentless and they are finding more and more creative ways to tighten the noose around books, free expression, and those of us who value those things.

::  I saw this GoFundMe campaign to support a library whose board fired four employees who defied orders to remove books from the library. And that’s bad enough, but what caught my eye here was this sign:

 

The sign, in front of what is clearly the children’s section of the library, reads:

As a safety precaution, children under the age of 12 may not be unattended. The library cannot be held responsible for your child. Thank you for your cooperation.

And look, maybe that’s simply about the safety of children being left unsupervised; it may even be an advisable and wise policy. But I have to admit to being saddened by the loss to young people of a safe space that I enjoyed in my childhood. I spent many of my childhood hours hanging around in libraries, reading and looking through books, while my parents were off running this or that errand. We continue to send the ever more insidious message to our kids that the world is an inherently dangerous place and that they are not to be allowed to explore it at all until such time as they are, what? Of legal age to drive, or serve in the military? Both of which you can do years before you can vote, or drink alcohol.

Also, I can’t help thinking that this sign isn’t just about that. I can’t help thinking it’s a prophylactic measure. This way, it’s not the evil librarians’ fault if Little Johnny is (gasp!) exploring the shelves on his own and happens upon a copy of something dangerous! something that will warp and pervert him! I can’t help wondering if this “No unattended kids under 12” policy isn’t so much aimed at protecting kids but protecting the librarians from some busybody Mom-For-Liberty type who spends her toilet time watching LibsOfTIktok videos who is livid that her precious Little Johnny somehow managed to get his hands on a copy of Gender Queer and maybe actually read a few pages of it. To the fainting couch, Helen!

::  The library in the item above is in Alabama. Not to be outdone is Louisiana, whose state legislature is considering making it a literally jailable offense for any state employee to do business with the American Library Association. I won’t quote all the nauseating details here, but I will note the ongoing creativity our country’s right-wing has in finding ways to tighten the screws on whatever the hell it is they don’t want other people doing. They’re not going to violate any specific rights, you see; they’re simply making it harder and harder and harder to actually exercise those rights, or they’re making it easier and easier and easier for people who don’t want you exercising your rights to stop you from doing so. It’s Stealth Fascism, but it’s still Fascism.

Be aware, folks–especially if you’re at all inclined to dip your toes into the “Third Party” waters this November for whatever reason.

 

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The Worst Shopping Center Ever Built

I’ve had this post in my head for years, and heck, it’s time to get it outta my head and into here. (Why haven’t I written it? No real reason.)

Anyway, a few miles from Casa Jaquandor is a big shopping plaza called Quaker Crossing. Here it is, via Google Earth:

Looks like any other big suburban plaza, right? And sure, because let’s be honest, suburban shopping plazas are always terrible. But this one is somehow especially terrible. Usually these plazas are terrible because they are relentlessly optimized for cars and are almost anti-pedestrian to the point they feel almost punitive if you’re trying to walk, but this one is somehow terrible for both cars and pedestrians.

OK, let’s get the pedestrian shittiness out of the way first, because it’s easy. Note the gargantuan parking lots, each of them in the middle of their clusters of stores and businesses, with large driveways bounding them. This means that if you plan to shop at multiple businesses at Quaker Crossing, you are extremely discouraged from parking in one place and walking to each business. Those large buildings across the top (north) contain a Target, a Dick’s Sporting Goods, a Kohl’s, a Premiere liquor and wine store, and a Regal Cinemas. Over in the east cluster, you have a large furniture store, a large pet store, and a bunch of smaller stores. The two clusters are separated by a four-lane driveway right up the middle, and this whole plaza sprawls out over a huge parcel, so if you need to go to both Kohl’s and the pet store, there’s no way you’re walking from one to the other. This plaza has virtually no walking infrastructure.

So there you are at Quaker Crossing and you have no choice: you’re driving to the place and then from one side of the plaza to the other. This experience is awful, too.

Here I need a marked-up diagram to illustrate the awfulness:

We start with the red circle, before we even enter the Quaker Crossing plaza. That’s the exit ramp from southbound US219, heading onto westbound Milestrip Road. This used to be a single-lane ramp that yields onto Milestrip, which is four lanes from here to its terminus at NY 5, a few miles west; that’s fine. They added a second lane at the foot of the ramp to merge into the new third lane on Milestrip when the plaza was built, to accommodate people who are coming off 219 for the purpose of entering Quaker Crossing. Again, fine!

But they put a traffic light at the end of the ramp!

So now, instead of a simple yield-and-merge situation, there’s a damned stop light to content with. Why they did this, I have no idea; I have literally seen zero other stop lights at the feet of exit ramps that are designed for merging. Now, if the ramp’s terminus was angled perpendicular to Milestrip, I would get it. But this light makes the entire exchange counterintuitive, and on busy days actually makes things a mess, because there are times when you have to start aggressively braking as soon as you exit 219S. This is nonsense. That light is stupid.

Then there’s the yellow circle, which is the main entrance to Quaker Crossing. This actually isn’t super-bad. It’s a standard 4-way intersection with lights and turn-arrows. Also, if you look closer, just west of the main entrance to Quaker Crossing is a second entrance, just one lane, basically an exit ramp from Milestrip into the western end of the plaza. We use this a lot if we’re going to the theater or to Red Robin, both of which are the westernmost businesses here. Back to the main entrance, though: it’s four lanes itself, since most people entering the plaza have to be able to turn into the left (western) portion of the plaza, or the right (eastern) portion. That makes sense…but one problem here is that for accessing Quaker Crossing via Milestrip, this is the only exit point. That means that just about everybody leaving Quaker Crossing will have to come to this one intersection. Is that horrible? Not entirely…and there is a back way out, which goes to Lake Avenue, but if you’re not going that way, that’s not a big help. Still, the exit isn’t the worst thing in the world…until you factor in the blue circle.

That’s the main intersection from which people leave the short entrance road to either turn left or right to go to wherever they mean to go in Quaker Crossing, or where people have to come if they’re leaving. The problem here is twofold: First, it’s quite close to Milestrip, so there is no time for traffic to funnel out from the main entrance on busy days; second, there are no signals there to manage the traffic. So you have four lanes each way, with turn lanes, and you have busy side driveways with people coming and going, and all of this is dependent on motorists doing right-of-way correctly. This is one of the most nerve-wracking intersections I know of, and I’m honestly surprised I don’t hear of more fender-benders there than I do.

What should they have done? My contention is that they shouldn’t have built that intersection at all. All traffic should go all the way to the northernmost point on that road, and then have people turn, maybe even using a roundabout to guide and filter the traffic through the plaza. That initial intersection is almost always a mess, and it didn’t have to be.

Now, that aqua-colored line? That’s the main driveway through the western side of Quaker Crossing. It, too, is terribly designed; curves a-plenty, entrances to side lots seemingly every hundred feet, and stop signs galore that stop traffic one way but not the other. Why didn’t they design the entire plaza with all the businesses centralized and a single driveway running around the perimeter, like a ring road? Or cluster all the businesses into one large walkable plaza? I have no idea. But this entire place is really a negative miracle of modern architectural design and planning: a giant retail plaza that is terrible to drive and impossible to walk. I honestly do not know how they pulled that off, but pull it off, they did.

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