Friday, June 3, 2016

What Not to Say to Grandparents of a Mixed Race Baby

I've seen a lot of articles about "what not to say" to parents of a mixed race baby, but nothing on how to talk to a grandparent about them. So here I go.

There are only a few things that really irk me when people discover that I have a bi-racial grand-daughter. And by "irk" I mean that I don't get worked up about things. I may, however, make a mental note that the person I'm speaking to might be an ass-hat. But I am polite and civil. Most of the time the off-putting comments come from strangers or acquaintances, so a rebuttal is not even necessary. Luckily I have a very loving and accepting group of family and friends. I've never come across blatant racism regarding her existence. And I don't know if black grandparents experience this or if it's just a white grandparent thing. Either way, some things that people might consider acceptable remarks are just...not.

So here they are in no particular order (and yes I've heard each at least once):

1) "Oh, you have a mixed race grandchild? So and so (whom you've never met and will never, ever meet in your lifetime) has a mixed race ____________ (daughter, cousin, grandson, etc.) too."

Reeeeally? Isn't that fascinating? I'm so glad that you've made me aware that there are other bi-racial children in the world and that you know one of them. The fact that you have decided to make small talk about this leads me to believe that you may not have a very diverse group of friends...so get on that. I mean, seriously, I understand that people want to feel connected to others but is that the best you've got? Bi-racial babies are not part of some elusive, unusual, alien-like species that are to be marveled at. In fact, anthropologists have stated that without a doubt, within about two hundred years, all of us will be "mixed race."

2) "She is the most beautiful mixed-race baby I've ever seen."

Not sure what the meaning of this is, exactly. Personally I think all babies are beautiful. I can count on one hand how many unattractive infants I've seen in my life, and I'm...middle aged. I admit that when my daughter told me she was pregnant the thought crossed my mind that the baby would be beautiful. Because it's what I've "heard." And also because our family does beautiful babies. It's just our thing. But having now "heard" it directly, about my grand-daughter, it definitely bothers me. Does this mean that she is only beautiful as a mixed race baby? As in, this person has seen "all" white babies that are much more beautiful? Or that if she was "all" black she'd be more beautiful? Dumb. So dumb. Just say she's beautiful. Common sense.

3) "Does she have kinky hair or regular hair?"

Regular? Meaning that kinky or curly hair is "irregular?" Why does this concern you? Perhaps this just slipped off your tongue.  You may have even immediately corrected yourself with "I mean, straight hair" but that doesn't really work either because it's not a question you would ask a grandparent of a "regular" er, I mean, "white" baby. Oops.

4) Is she a dark baby or a lighter baby?

Um, what? Why, why do you ask? Such a weird question. You're just curious? What? Come on. How about "is he/she healthy? How's mom doing with new motherhood?" People, people, please. The best way to respond to this one is with a long stare, followed by, "Excuse me?" followed by another long stare. Shuts 'em right up.

5) This isn't really a comment made exclusively to grandparents of mixed babies, but since I'm on a roll: "Is your son/daughter married?" or "Is the father in the picture?"

Hard to believe that in this day and age people still think this is an acceptable question to ask a stranger, but I still hear it. None of your F-ing business, lady ('cause usually it's a lady. You'd think us women would stick together and all but not yet I guess).

Like I said, I'm not going to punch you in the face. I'm so not into political correctness. I know most of you are just trying to be friendly. Naively so, but friendly nonetheless.  Just use your noggins, folks. You don't need to act fascinated. You don't have to make any reference to the color of my grand-daughter's skin.

She's just a baby. And she's loved beyond words.




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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

This goes back just six years ago. A few things have changed. I will tell you which are now true and which are false.

16 things

December 10, 2008
1) I can "do" snot, boogers, blood, vomit, dog poo, baby poo, and afterbirth. I cannot do "PHLEGM." I run away like a big scaredy-cat. As in the kind of goo that a ten-year old boy or forty-year old man hack up and want to show you because it's "a good one."   STILL TRUE. GUESS I'M READY FOR GRANDKIDS.

2) I am convinced that taking keyboarding in 1983 gave me a slight case of OCD. I still type. In the air. On my lap. All the time. Always the same words, too: "Why, yes, yes of course I do." STILL TRUE

3) There are two types of people in the world. People who really want "stuff" and people who really want "kids." When people ask me why I have so many kids, I tell them it's because I'm not into "stuff." YUP STILL TRUE

4) Making out is totally over-rated. All the movies and such that make it a big deal...the anticipation, the noises. Puh-lease. Anyone who's been married at least 10 years knows what I'm talking about. TRUE

5) I have no problem with taking legal substances to get through the day. Caffeine, alcohol, occasional tobacco, Xanax, Ativan. I mean, who goes the whole day without ingesting some sort of drug? I mean, really. It's the American Way. FALSE. IKSNAY ON THE RX-AY

6) Teenage daughters remind you of everything that is wonderful and awful about yourself. It's like looking in the mirror. Only without the crow's feet. Or the sags. It's unfortunate and humbling all at the same time. TRUE.

7) They say life begins at 40. OK, I'm waiting..................................... STILL WAITING

8) Don't try to fight a nervous breakdown. Just let it occur. It could be the best thing that ever happens to you, trust me. Just make sure you don't have access to any weapons and see #5. TRUE

9) I have what I fondly call my "valance." It is a lovely chunk of skin and sub-sebaceous fat from birthin' six kids. And it's true (don't let anyone tell you otherwise) that you can only lose so much weight, but this jello-like mass will still be there. A true DUNLOP (dun lop over my belt) draping not-so-lightly over your otherwise feminine form. If I could afford a tummy tuck, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Otherwise...be proud of your valance. Very proud. FALSE. OH IT'S STILL THERE BUT I'M NOT PROUD OF IT.

10) Chip and dip is ambrosia-food from the gods. And the gods' nectar? Coors Light. Having them together puts you in a state of euphoria. YEAH STILL TRUE.

11) Still waiting for my life to begin. SEE #7

12) Confession: I delete all forwards. I don't care if it's from my mom whom I love dearly or the Pope himself. If you think it's really special, take out the frickin' "FW" and maybe I'll take a peek. But just a quick one, 'cause if I see a bunch of these: >>>>>>>, yeah you guessed it... DELETED. STILL TRUE, THOUGH IT'S FUNNY HOW FEW WE GET NOWADAYS, EY?

13) I hate the man. Which man? THE ADVERTISING MAN. You know, the one who makes cartoons of elephant wives married to centipede husbands. Or some such nonsense. I buy GENERIC and stick it to 'em. COMPLETELY TRUE. I AM A GENERIC FANATIC.

14) Crazy as it sounds (hold your breath), I really like Kanye West's music. HMM...HAVE TO SAY FALSE.

15) I will do anything to avoid going outside unless it's over 50 degrees. I will lie and say that my back hurts or that I'm nauseated; whatever it takes. Don't tell me about the "pretty snow" or the "fresh breeze" or the "warm sun." You won't convince me. I want to live with my brother in Tennesee. And I mean, WITH him so I can kiss his baby's cheeks all the day. TRU DAT. THOUGH THE KID'S NOT A BABY ANYMORE

16) My dream vacation would be two weeks on a secluded beach in Florida with a cabana boy who hails from Puerto Rico and speaks very little English fetching me chips and dip and Coors light. Then my life will finally begin! :) ROGER THAT. STILL TRUE. 

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Just Some Random Art & Stuff


The top is from a photo of a friend's calf. "Baby" (acryilc on canvas). We estimate at the time I took the photo he was just hours old. I had this painting upstairs but the kids insisted I bring it down. The second is a pair of random still-lifes (acrylic on canvas) using some of my favorite colors. Red, black, green. The Third painting is called "In Dreams" (mixed media: oil and acrylic on wood). Because it is, literally, from a dream I had. The bottom painting is based on a photo I took in Ghana, Africa.
 It's called "Ghanaian Mother," AKA "The Virgin Mary in Ghana." Here's the back story:

We were outside of Kumasi and had slowed down in heavy traffic. Dozens of women with babies on their backs attempted to sell us fruit. Bananas, Mangos, Plantains.

Our driver kept slowly moving; ignoring the sellers, until one particular woman managed to get quite close to our van.

“Brother, buy some fruit,” she said.

“What is your name?” our host, a priest, asked.

The young woman quickly glanced at our vehicle’s lettering. St. Ann School.

“My name is Mary,” she said, batting her eyelashes.

The priest let out a boisterous laugh. “Yeah, I bet your name is Mary,” to which the young woman giggled, admitting her mild deception.

We bought four mangos and three bananas.

I asked if I could take her picture, and she graciously obliged. Her baby was absolutely beautiful. And content.

I couldn't help but imagine, as we trudged along the busy streets, a young Virgin Mary with Baby Jesus on her back. Tending a garden, fetching water, cooking fish for her husband and son. More often than not, tired and worn out. Still, our Savior rested comfortably. 

Knowing He was loved by His Mother. 

Friday, May 11, 2012

A Letter to My Mother

I wrote this about fifteen years ago for an online publication. Every word of it is still true. Mom, Of all things that are certain and all things doubtful, that I am your daughter is the former. I will be your daughter when I am fifty. I will be your daughter when you have left this world. I will be your daughter when I join you in the Afterlife. And our relationship will forevermore be characterized by this union. How can I delve into the mysteries of this creative power you were given? How can I fully explain the depths of my feelings about you as my mother? My innermost recollections and emotions can only be served up on the platter of a reincarnated repetition—for in becoming Mother I know my mother; in evolving into a creator I have become like my creator and my Creator. Fleeting visions—sounds, smells and tastes; meld together into a reclining ladder that leads to our meeting place. The place of understanding and forgiveness and ultimately, Peace. My senses come alive at the memories of childhood. The familiar clangs of spatula against pot, beaters against bowl, and plates against table as you prepared my food. The sound of a new crayon box; opened by your hands, and the swish of an encyclopedia being pulled from the bookshelf as you encouraged me to expand my mind and soul. The hot, moist smell of mashed potatoes and the sight of a steamed-up kitchen window. The firm softness of your voice as you explained a difficult concept to me so that my heart would not become hardened. The warmth of your hand as you consoled me in my inexplicable sorrow. Such awkward years before I Left for Greater Things—how intelligent and powerful I thought I was! You were outdated—I was progressive. You were obstinate—I was tolerant. You were emotional—I was stable. You didn't understand—I was all-knowing. You were Mom--always in the background and often taken for granted. I was consumed with my needs and my wants and my dreams. I thought of your presence as an obstacle to overcome. Into adulthood, the obstacle turned into baggage—deliberately carried in spite of plenty of time and space to relinquish it. Why couldn't she have done it this way? Why didn't she say it that way? It's because of her I feel so… It's because of her I feel. I Feel. Life. You gave me life. The power of God's creative ability was manifested into your being. You Lived and you Loved by giving birth. You toiled and prayed and accomplished the task at hand. There was suffering. There were regrets. But surely, on my part, there was room for gratitude at the very least. Surely I could move on. So I moved on. And in moving on I, too, carried Life and brought it forth with the same Creative power that you held. I gave my Life and my All to my child with Love, and the journey continues—a journey not of my own making, but of yours and God's. For I am merely a rung on that ladder which started at the beginning of the Ages, culminated with your grandmother and her daughter, and continues with my daughter and me. The continuance of praying and toiling and accomplishing the most daunting duty ever created now occasionally makes me suffer. I have regrets and worries and all I can do is hope that my child will thrive. And in this realization comes more than simple gratitude for your perseverance. What comes is celebration—a joyous song of thanksgiving for all that you were, all that you are, and all that you will be. For in forging ahead I have come to understand the years behind us. I am humbled and exalted at the same time. Will my daughter revel in the sound of a new crayon box? Will she ever understand how, despite her protests and rolling eyes, some things that I tell her are only to help keep her heart from becoming hardened? Can the wafting scent of freshly-cooked something stir in her a simple fondness for the good things? When she is overcome with fear or anger or disappointment, will my comfort envelop her and give her renewed strength? Will the remembrance of that comfort remain in her heart forever? Before she decides to Get Out of This House, will she contemplate that I, too, am fragile beyond understanding and that my deepest desire is her well-being? When she moves on to try and discover who she is and where she is going, will she carry my memory as a weighty burden or will she lift it off with careless glee as we walk the rest of our Pilgrimage together? My only salvation that keeps me from wandering into a dark abyss of fear and "what-ifs" is the Present. The conversation that you and I had just the other day; sharing health concerns and baby stories and hopes for a better tomorrow: the notion that we are all just trudging our way through these valleys and plains and mountains with the very same tools the women before us also used. Gut instinct, a miraculous Mother Sense, and an intense, innate desire to protect those whom we've co-created from harm. You still perform this Mother Work. You still utter your praises to me and offer assistance. Only this time you first ask what my needs are. You trust that I have found my own way, and your Mothering has grown and changed. I use the gifts you gave me and also the ones I developed on my own, but still it is not enough. It is not perfect. Only in the realm of God will we come to know if our efforts were truly fruitful. There we will be shown how our Love gave Life and how our Lives gave Love. There we will meet all of our maternal ancestors and be reunited with the Creative Essence that enabled us to extend the ladder; to eternally give of ourselves in the most profound way that no other can possibly possess or even comprehend. You nurtured, pruned, and tore your hair out. I am nurturing, pruning, and tearing my hair out. I am you. You were me. We accept the past for what it was—a process, a learning; an infinitesimal speck and at the same time a bonding beyond measure to the turning universe. And so, my dear mother, we peacefully, painstakingly, move on. We lift our legs one rung at a time, climbing Life with no looking back—only holding on. For if we've made it this far, we can surely make it to the top. Just like they did. Love, Your Daughter

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Bullying Curriculum...For Teachers?

The story of Akian, a 10 year old boy from New Jersey with autism, has become a YouTube sensation. Stories of bullying teachers are indeed out there, but this one in particular has created much more publicity than usual because of audio recordings that offer proof that it was indeed occurring. And these kinds of stories are going to become more commonplace because parents are utilizing technology to gain justice for their children. Akian’s father was able to record teachers humiliating his son, repeatedly yelling at him to “shut up” and calling the child a “bastard.” What’s more disheartening is the result of the father’s complaints even after proof of the bullying. The aid was fired; the teacher was merely transferred to another school. Akian’s father maintains that the teacher was there in the room and did nothing to reprimand the aids who were abusing his son; the school claims that they can’t prove the teacher was in the room, in spite of hearing several female voices on the recording. A father and mother in Washington are outraged after their 5-year-old son was sent home from school, and forced to carry a package of human feces. Attached to the bag was the note: “This little turd was on the floor in my room.” The result of this inappropriate behavior: teacher “reprimanded.” A school teacher in Washburn, Missouri refused to let a kindergartner go to the restroom, and then forced her to sit in her own feces for fifteen minutes. The teacher asked students to go to the bathroom before a math test, and then refused to let the little girl leave during the test. The six-year-old, who tended to get nervous around test times, was unable to keep herself from evacuating her bowels, but was told to remain seated until test time was over. She nervous girl was covered from hip to foot in diarrhea. Result: teacher “instructed in sensitivity.” Five- year old Gabriel of Indiana suffered verbal abuse at the hands of his teachers. After months of complaining by his parents with no action being taken, they sent their son in with a hidden digital recorder. They obtained proof that the teacher berated him in front of the class, asking if the class wanted him in the room, telling him even his friends don’t want him around. This went on for 149 days. Result: teacher put on paid administrative leave. Parents of Cheyenne of Ohio sent in a recorder with their 14 year old special needs child for four days. This is what they heard: “You are such a liar. It’s no wonder you don’t have any friends, no wonder nobody likes you. You need to do something to get rid of that belly. You don’t do enough at home but sit and watch TV all night and all weekend. Get you parents and go for a walk…I know you failed that test, I don’t even need to grade it, just keep it.” Result: teacher’s aid was fired, teacher on unpaid suspension. Also from New Jersey at a special education center: fifteen-year old Julio was subjected to this: “nobody gives a f*** about you, you tard. I will kick your a** from here to kingdom come ‘til I’m 80 years old!” There are no “two sides to every story” in these cases. The audio recordings go on for hours and hours, and it is clear that these teachers are, quite simply, horrible human beings. They should be fired and never allowed to teach again. Tenure and “special” circumstances make no difference. No child should have to be subjected to this kind of treatment. On that note, as a mother of six, I have never had any time that I believed a teacher was bullying my child. We are very blessed in our area to have many qualified and compassionate teachers. However, Stuart Twemlow, a psychiatrist who directs the Peaceful Schools and Communities Project at the Menninger Clinic in Houston, says that the problem is much more prevalent than we believe. According to his new study, published in The International Journal of Social Psychiatry, more than 70% of teachers believed that bullying by teachers was isolated. But 45% admitted to having bullied a student. Some teachers (of the 116 in the study) became extremely angry simply because Twemlow had the nerve to ask the question. Twemlow, a former high school teacher, says he’s not out to bash teachers. "There are a few bad apples, but the vast majority of teachers go beyond the call of duty. They're very committed and altruistic." A study in the American Journal of Psychiatry in 2005 showed “correlation” between teachers who bully and the success (or, in this case, lake thereof) of its students. No kidding? With all of the “bullying” programs in schools, perhaps it’s time to offer such a program for teachers.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

False Outrage At Its Finest

The Trayvon Martin case has brought out the usual suspects of African American “leaders” who cry racism at every turn. The Reverends Jackson and Sharpton, using the same rhetoric of the Rodney King and Tawana Brawley cases, claim to be representing the black population.

But not all black leaders agree with their tactics.

Southern Baptist leader Richard Land has put his two cents in.

“Jesse Jackson says blacks are under attack. Louis Farrakhan vows retaliation. Rev. Al Sharpton organized massive protests demanding Mr. Zimmerman be arrested and sent to jail. [But the facts of the case will] be vetted in court, not in a mob mentality that's been juiced up by Al Sharpton who is a provocateur and racial ambulance chaser of the first order aided and abetted by Jesse Jackson.”

Rev. C.L. Bryant, once the chapter president of the Garland, Texas NAACP, said Martin’s family “should be outraged at the fact that they’re using this child as the bait to inflame racial passions.” He called Jackson and Sharpton “race hustlers” who are “acting as though they are buzzards circling the carcass of this young boy.”

And Alveda King, niece of Martin Luther King Jr., says she hopes Americans will see through it all. “[They] hype this so much to a point and make all these big demonstrations. Of course, there should be an outrage and there should be an outcry. But, remember: There are many other young people who are at risk and many young people getting killed in violent situations…I would believe that, by stirring up all of the emotions and reactions, I want to encourage them to remember the man that they say that they followed, to remember that his message (MLK’s) was nonviolence and very loving.” The likes of Jackson and Sharpton should “talk about nonviolence and not incite people with that race card that they are very good at playing.”

Her point of “many young people getting killed in violence situations” should not be underscored. The United States Bureau of Justice Statistics shows that 93% of blacks killed each year are killed by other blacks. Black on black violence is the Elephant in the Room that “leaders” like Sharpton and Jackson refused to acknowledge. While blacks are at about 12.5% of our population, nearly 50% of all homicide victims are black.

Why don’t these civil rights “leaders” work on that? Where are their demonstrations, their outcries, and their demands for justice for the 41 people, mostly African-American, who were shot and killed in Chicago alone in just three days this year?

Until these “leaders” address those injustices, their words of outrage are indeed just plain false.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

It Sends the Global Warming Theorists Into Fits of Rage

If you are of the “intellectual” class and wear sandals in winter, WARNING: this might offend you. You can choose not to read it or you can do what most of your kind do when hearing information you don’t like…plug your ears and sing “Not hearing you,” call me names, call these scientists fools and then call me names, or…just cry like babies.

Climate change takes place when the earth’s temperatures suddenly rise.

Fact.

It’s happening right now and we are causing it.

Not so much.

Apparently a team of scientists at Syracuse University has discovered that global warming occurred 500 to 1000 years ago. Dubbed the “Medieval Warm Period” and thought to have been confined to Europe, the researchers now know that it extended all the way to Antarctica.

A rare mineral called ikaite has crystals which are only stable under cold conditions and melt at room temperature. The water that holds the crystal structure together actually traps “information” about temperatures present when the crystals formed.

And the information given to the geochemists was that there was a surge in temperature followed by a mini ice age.

This is interesting because I didn’t know there were cars or trains or industrial pollutants to increase the CO2 emissions. I had no idea that even back then we human beings were mucking up the environment and causing global crises because of our wasteful and contaminating lifestyles.

Tongue in cheek aside, these guys at Syracuse are proving what most scientists have hypothesized for decades. That climate change has occurred since the dawn of the Earth and will continue to do so throughout the ages.

There is no amount of green technology, recycling, or population control that could make the slightest iota of a difference in our vast, complex, and eons-old geo-thermal system.

I don’t want to hear anymore whining from the tree-huggers. You’re just wrong and have been all along.

Now I’m going to go and turn on every light on my house, turn on my car and let it idle, and refuse to compost my vegetable trimmings.

‘Cause I can.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Ask A Simple Question, Get Called Names

It’s amazing how asking one question can send people into a tizzy.

What brings on such convulsions of anger? Not wanting to answer the question? Having no answer? Having to lie?

I really don’t know.

I only know that this is how I got treated when I asked one very simple question.

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----- Original Message -----
From: Amy Mik
To: officemanager@infoblvd.net
Sent: Thursday, March 22, 2012 9:13 AM
Subject: RE: ST. PATRICK'S DAY PARADE


Dear June Pieklo & Staff:

Good day.

I have gleaned information from a very reliable source that the masks/signs of Hogan were ordered and purchased by Hornell Partners for Growth

I appreciate the cleverness and loyalty displayed by those who "represented" our mayor at the parade. But if this is true it is a highly inappropriate use of the funds of hard-working Hornell businesses.

This "story" is making rounds in town, as you can expect, and I am hoping you could give me some information on this so that the rumors don't get out of hand.

Thanks,

Amy Mikolajczyk

From: ‘Shawn D. Hogan’
To: 'Amy Mik'
Sent: Thursday, March 22, 2012 11:46 AM
Subject: Mayors Pictures

I paid for the pictures of me in the parade and I have personally paid for a lot of things in that parade over the years, why are you such a small minded individual, what have I ever done to you, for you to be so bitter, that parade is a fun event and a community event and you just made me sick to my stomach through your petty nonsense.

Thanks,

----- Original Message -----
From: Amy Mik
To ‘Shawn D. Hogan’
Sent: Thursday, March 22, 2012 1:20 PM
Subject: Re: Mayors Pictures

There was nothing petty or small minded about a simple question.
As I said, I heard it from someone directly involved.
I thought you should be aware of it, so that you could offensively nip the rumors in the bud.
I am not the one spreading the rumors, I just heard it yesterday afternoon and emailed June this morning.
It's never surprising that you resort to name-calling. As for your sick stomach, that is of your own doing, not mine.


Amy
................................

But I'm bitter. Wow.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Who's REALLY “Turning Back the Clocks” on Women’s Rights?

Who is really “turning back the clocks” on women’s rights?

Feminism was originally about equality, justice, and getting the government out of the way. Today’s feminism is not about women’s empowerment, it is about being a “certain” type of woman. The kind of woman who is wiling to give up religious freedom and relinquish her life to the state.
A liberal woman. There is no other, apparently.
Women like MSNBC Political Analyst Karen Finney. Regarding Santorum’s wins on Super Tuesday, she cannot comprehend why women would vote for a conservative:
“This woman vote really hurts me, I got to say. You heard me say that…It’s a little painful because I’m wondering if those women really heard the full message that, yes, there’s the economy, but if you’ve got to worry about your basic healthcare, how are you then going to be able to do what you need to do in terms of having a job, paying your rent, taking care of your kids?”
She is stunned that we could be so stupid. She implies that we think economic issues are more important than what she sees is a “health care” issue. Wrong, sweetheart. Most women just see that forcing Catholic institutions to pay for your birth control is a “freedom of religion” issue.
Hillary Clinton is that “certain” kind of woman, too:
“Why extremists always focus on women remains a mystery to me. But they all seem to. It doesn‘t matter what country they’re in or what religion they claim. They all want to control women.”
Because women do vote conservative, and Hillary knows this, she is saying that women are extremists who want to control women. Makes no sense, right?
Senator Bernard Sanders uses this seemingly inclusive and universal word, “women,” as well:
"If the Senate had 83 women and 17 men instead of 83 men and 17 women, my strong guess is a bill like this would never make it to the floor," he said, referring to the Republican amendment to circumvent a rule requiring employers to provide contraceptives.
Don’t put me in a box, Bernie. You don’t speak for me. You don’t speak for women. You speak for the minority. You speak for the Liberal Woman.
Then Nancy Pelosi really blew it.
"Five men are testifying on women's health," she said. "Where are the women? Imagine having a panel on women's health and they don't have any women on the panel."
She paused, and then added, "Duh!"
Apparently she was, um…mistaken.
Congressman Darrell Issa’s spokeswoman Becca Glover Watkins stated, "Rep. Pelosi is either ill informed or arrogantly dismissive of women who don’t share her views. Today’s hearing does in fact include two women, Dr. Allison Garrett of Oklahoma Christian University and Dr. Laura Champion of Calvin College Health Services," she said.
DUH, back atchya, Nancy.
Women literally don’t count unless they are liberals. They may as well not even exist.
It’s simple, “ladies” and “gentleman:”
We real women don’t want the government to pay our rent. We don’t want the government to provide us with a job or give us free birth control. We want the government to get the Hell out of our lives. We do not consider ourselves a weak sub-species that needs to be taken care of. We do not drink the kool-aid of the Pelosis and Clintons and Finneys. We’d rather be like Susan B. Anthony:
“There is not the woman born who desires to eat the bread of dependence, no matter whether it be from the hand of father, husband, or brother; for any one who does so eat her bread places herself in the power of the person from whom she takes it. Independence is happiness.”
The only “women” who are turning back the clock on women’s rights are the unhappy, dependent, and liberal ones.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Since before the American Revolution, St. Patrick’s Day has been observed as a day for wearing green, a celebration of all things Irish, and a day to imbibe large amounts of food an alcohol. But it above all is supposed to celebrate St. Patrick, the captive turned rescuer, the humble priest turned iconic saint.

After converting hundreds and thousands at each town he ministered to, St. Patrick would issue a blessing upon the people. Here it is, with a specific edit courtesy yours truly.



Happy St. Patrick’s Day, everyone!



A blessing on the Hornell people —
Men, youths, and women;
A blessing on the land
That yields them fruit.

A blessing on every treasure
That shall be produced on their plains,
Without any one being in want of help,
God's blessing be on Hornell.

A blessing on their peaks,
On their bare flagstones,
A blessing on their glens,
A blessing on their ridges.

Like the sand of the sea under ships,
Be the number in their hearths;
On slopes, on plains,
On mountains, on hills, a blessing.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Right Attitude, Wrongful Birth

Recently on various social networks a campaign has been in full swing to educate the public about updates, photos, and jokes regarding those with mental or physical disabilities. “Spread the Word to End the Word” (referring to the “R” word), has generated a well-spring of positive, life-affirming activism that crosses the lines of race, creed, and age. In addition, the Arizona State legislature is ready to pass a law preventing “Wrongful Birth” lawsuits, adding themselves to Idaho, Indiana, Michigan, Missouri, North Dakota, Pennsylvania, South Dakota, and Utah.

It seems we are growing as a culture.

Science has also made us more aware of the fact that none of us is qualified to judge what a life is “worth.” The life expectancy for a child with Downs Syndrome, for example, was age 9 in 1910, age of 25 in 1983, and is age 60 today.

Still, this change in attitude cannot possibly compete with the millions of dollars lawyers can make in “Wrongful Birth” lawsuits.

Go ahead, Google it. Check out all the ads. Rather disgusting if you ask me

Last week a jury awarded a nice chunk of change to a Portland-area couple whose daughter was born with Down Syndrome even though a prenatal test (tests purported to have an 80% false positive rate) found she didn't have the chromosomal abnormality. Taking less than six hours before reaching a verdict, Legacy Health System was ordered to pay Ariel and Deborah Levy nearly three million dollars.

While it’s predicted that a dozen states will have bans on “Wrongful Birth” lawsuits by the end of 2012, Oregon appears to be behind the times, moral and scientifically. And our great state of New York? We allow “Wrongful Life” suits, brought by our children.

Heaven help us.

The first “Wrongful Birth” lawsuit was New Jersey’s Gleitman v. Cosgrove in 1966. Told by her doctors that her rubella would not affect her child, a mother sued the medical staff because the child was born with various congenital abnormalities. The court rejected the case as illegitimate, stating:

“It is basic to the human condition to seek life and hold onto it, however heavily burdened….The right to life is inalienable in our society. A court cannot say what defect should prevent an embryo from being allowed life…The sanctity of a single human life is the decisive factor in this suit in tort. Eugenic considerations are not controlling…We firmly believe the right of the child to live is greater than and precludes their right not to endure emotional and financial distress.”

Such sentiment has become nearly obsolete now, as “Wrongful Birth” lawsuits became the norm once abortion was legalized in 1973.

Campaigns against the “R” word need to be followed up with an end to “WBLS.”

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Who’s to Blame for the Closing of Catholic Schools?

(Full disclosure: my husband is Chair of Our Lady of the Valley’s Finance Committee)
Television crews interview the teachers and children. Local newspapers run front page stories; social networks are abuzz with a “Save Our School” campaign.
The projected closing of St. Ann School in Hornell has awakened a sleeping giant. Time will tell if the miracle many are praying for will come to fruition.
Time will also tell if the gossip, slander, anger and enmity will be quelled by understanding and forgiveness.
What? Gossip? Anger? In a church?
Well, yeah.
It seems that those who recommended closing the school (strictly for financial reasons) are Public Enemy Number 1. Or I suppose in this case they’d be called Private Enemy Number 1. They are just selfish and evil. And those who want to keep the school open are noble and blameless.
It’s all black and white, you see.
The blame game runs the gamut from the Bishop to the Pastor to Council members to parishioners.
“They are bad. We are good.”
I won’t get started on the fact that maybe, just maybe, this kind of attitude from a significant minority in our parish is not exactly the best marketing strategy. Rather let’s look at what I believe is the singly valid and provable cause for Catholic schools closing not just in our area but across the entire country.
Tithing.
And the fact that Catholics just don’t do it.
Christian churches across the country don’t do it either. They average 2.2% of their income. Catholics average half that.
Well, you might say, times are tough. The economy’s poor. People have so many bills to pay, you know.
Anyone who believes that the average Catholic in the Canisteo Valley can’t give more than 1.1% to the Church that ministers to them is in full-fledge denial.
How much money do we spend on dining out for breakfast, lunch, dinner, or even a coffee? To get our manicure or pedicure? To buy drinks on Friday after work? For that trip to the mall to buy clothes?
Then we scramble for the spare change at the Mass’ Collection. We pull out the dollar bills and coins that remain after we’ve purchased all of our “necessities.”
Wow.
Sorry, God. Catch ya later.
The fact is that a lot of American Catholics have slid into the dark arena of worshipping Secular Consumerism.
It’s all about the stuff, you know.
This sentiment was echoed by the College of Cardinals last month, where it was stated: “[The] challenge of secularism…tends to marginalize religion from social life in the West.” Pope Benedict XVI addressed a similar theme: “The need for an authentic renewal of catechesis…against what has been defined as 'religious illiteracy.’”
Literacy such as Canon 222. §1: “Christ's faithful have the obligation to provide for the needs of the Church, so that the Church has available to it those things which are necessary for divine worship, for apostolic and charitable work and for the worthy support of its ministers.”
The worthy support of its ministers.
Not the leftovers we discover in our pockets while sitting in the pews.
Ironically, if more of our generation had gone to Catholic Schools, this obligation would be more well-known.
Otherwise, if you really want to know why Catholic Schools close, think about your wallet size; think about your priorities.
And then take a good long look in the mirror.

Friday, March 2, 2012

F.O.I.L. Concluded...For Now

The NYS Committee on Open Government finally responded to my appeal. Here are some of the salient points:
"Based on the conflicting information given to you by the clerk and that reported in the newspaper, and our general understanding that municipal accounting is largely performed with reliance on electronic databases, it may be that the City maintains the records that you seek in electronic format and that a discussion to clarify the information that you seek is in order..."
"In consideration of the foregoing, we believe that the City’s request for clarification was appropriate, and that if further clarification is necessary, such should be communicated to you. In our view, based on the provision quoted above, the records access officer must ensure that City staff provide information concerning the means by which the records of your interest are maintained or retrieved in order to enable you, if necessary, to “reasonably describe” the records as required by law..."
"Due to the breadth of the definition, insofar as the Bank maintains or prepares records for the City, we believe that such records (bank signature cards) are City records that fall within the coverage of the Freedom of Information Law. If, however, the Bank’s records are maintained for its own business purposes and not for the City, the Freedom of Information Law would not apply [see United Food v. City of Schenectady IDA, 204 AD2d 887(1994)]..."
"Accordingly, it is our opinion, that when an agency such as the City of Hornell has the ability to receive and respond to requests via email, it is required do so. Further clarification requested and received via email, in our opinion would be entirely appropriate." [This was in response to the Clerk's contention that no further email communication would occur)
In other words...
I was right. Mostly. The Bank signature card request gets gray, but in lieu of the support I got from C.O.O.G. regarding the other issues, I am willing to let that part of my request go.
For now.
My next F.O.I.L was for ELECTRONIC documents as follows: Credit Summary Reports for Ambulance Account, monthly Revenue and Expenditure reports for Ambulance Account(each from from about April 2010 to January 2011), and copies of all BILLABLE Ambulance bills for the month of October 2011. I asked for all of the items to be sent to me electronically, except for the ambulance bills, which I had been told AD NAUSEUM could not be sent electronically because "information had to be blackened out by hand." Fine.
Their response was immediate for the electronic files, I received all of them in .PDF format. Yes, they have scanners at city hall and fancy-schmancy software to generate electronic files out of paper ones and equally smart programs to EMAIL electronic files. Who knew?
Then I received an email stating that if I remit the copying cost of $59.60, the ambulance bills would be provided. Check promptly sent, followed by an email a week or so later telling me they were ready.
The Deputy Clerk was kind enough to drop them off to my house on her way home. Easily the nicest thing anyone at City Hall has ever done for me. Sincerely.
I eagerly opened the packet of ambulance bills, expecting to find paper copies with large swaths of black marker wiping out any identifying information. I mean, that's what I was told would have to be done.
Nope.
Apparently all that had to be done was to CUT OFF the top portion of the bill.
Wait, I thought...
Nevermind.
Anyways I have indeed gleaned some very interesting information and will continue looking into some of the serious concerns that I have been asked to investigate. Could be nothing...or not.
Regarding the city's prompt response to my request this time around? Well, it's either because I dumbed it down to such an extent that they had no choice but to acquiesce, or it's because no one likes the State to come down and say, "Uh-oh, oooh duys did mate a boo-boo."
Whatever.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Apathy: A Campaign Story

‎"God forbid we should ever be twenty years without such a rebellion. The people cannot be all, and always, well informed. The part which is wrong will be discontented, in proportion to the importance of the facts they misconceive. If they remain quiet under such misconceptions, it is lethargy, the forerunner of death to the public liberty.... And what country can preserve its liberties, if its rulers are not warned from time to time, that this people preserve the spirit of resistance?" Thomas Jefferson

“Remaining quiet leads to lethargy.” This could certainly be summed up in one word: apathy.

Apathy is defined by Webster’s as “lack of feeling or emotion; impassiveness, lack of interest or concern; indifference.” Jefferson is arguing that the apex of this apathy occurs at around twenty years. An interesting number. Why not five? Or ten? Or thirty? Something to be said here. A little over twenty years also happens to be the number of years that the Democrats have had virtually complete control over the City of Hornell.

This city made history merely in the fact that the position of Alderman was contested in nine of ten wards. Not one race or two, but nine. The “spirit of resistance” has indeed come to Hornell. But then again, “the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.”

In my own ward, for example, only 100 of 353 registered voters came out to make their voice heard. In spite of the words of support, the signs, the “I’m sick of this/that/the other, we need a change,” I had about a dozen of these voters just sit home. In spite of phone calls. In spite of reassurances. One lady said to me, “Oh, voting is today? I’m out of town.” Really? Just decided it was a nice day for a road trip? What happened to your interest? Your eagerness? Your passion for change? Now that’s apathy.

But what causes voter apathy?

I sincerely believe it’s caused by two things. One is that nasty, nagging sense that “no one will listen.” You vote your conscience; vote for the candidate you believe will represent you best. And they lose. Or they win and nothing changes. How often can this happen (say, twenty years or so?) when a voter just thinks “the hell with it. It makes no difference. Why bother?” A non-incumbent win requires something akin to what can only be called polite badgering. The Democrats did it very well.

One constituent of mine, an Independent voter, jokingly described our efforts to get her to vote as “Constituency Stalking.” Clever. And true.

Secondly, I think in our consumer driven society, Americans have become soft. As long as we have our television, our remote, our car (or 2 or 3 TV’s or cars), we’re happy. As long as I have money in my pocket, all is well in the world. We complain about the Mayor or the condition of the streets or imply corruption or talk about how there’s no dialogue. But the reality is these are just words. We are just venting and whining. We’re very good at it.

We’re not very good at getting off our recliner and spending ten minutes actually doing something about it.

It should be noted that in the wards where a Republican-backed candidate won or performed extremely well, the voter turn-out was very high. Now add to this the twenty years of experience the Democratic machine has had in politics. Sweet-sounding, grandmotherly callers, union backing…real foot soldiers to put the pressure on to “vote for Democrats” or else…well, bad things might happen (said with a whisper). City workers will be fired (how many of us know Republicans who switch to Democrat so they can get a government job?), the elderly will starve in their homes because the bus didn’t make it to their residence, house fires will not be put out because the evil G.O.P. cut Public Safety…on and on it goes. The usual mantra of complete untruths.

Or, as in my case, those who ask questions are called “troublemakers.”

Well, we can’t have any of those kinds of people in public office.

I give credit to my opponent, who, while not a single person I talked to early in the campaign even knew who he was, obviously pursued a more aggressive campaign than I did (with a little help from his friends) and handily won. As far as I can tell, he ran a clean campaign and from all accounts is a consummate gentleman.

My experience with apathy is not anecdotal. I think of another G.O.P.-backed candidate (this person actually won), who shared with me the “lethargy” in his ward. Neighbors, friends and people who have lived on his street for many, many years assured him of their support. “Put a sign in my yard…yeah, let’s do this!” He, too, after phone calls and follow-ups, found out that these “weak in the flesh” people just…you guessed it...sat home.

Yawn.

Still, the victories that occurred in Hornell on November 8th cannot be underestimated. In a heavily Democratic town, three Republicans worked so hard that they were able to break through the apathy, the lethargy, the indifference that leads to “death to the public liberty.” John Buckley, Randy Harkenrider, and Jim Bassage are outstanding individuals who will do great things. John Frungillo came so very close…talk about every vote counting!

The best thing that happened throughout the campaign was meeting these candidates and the Hornell G.O.P. Committee members. They are the finest group of people I’ve ever met. During a time when you realize your friends may be …well, not very friendly; during a time when I realized there were very few people I could trust, during the time that I was the brunt of jokes and hostility by basement bloggers and the recipient of an insulting, anonymous letter by an elitist coward, I also found a group of people that I could trust completely. A group of people who are loyal, honest, hard-working, talented, and intelligent.

And I consider each one of them a friend.

Thank you, John Frungillo, Brendan Smith, Randy Harkenrider, Linda McHale, Joe Flansburg, John Buckley, Joe Duffy, and Jim Bassage. I hope we can continue to work together to change this city for the better.

As the recently departed Father Kanka used to say, “Carry on bravely.”

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

F.O.I.L. UPDATE 3

The machinations continue. Below is my letter to C.O.O.G. regarding the City's latest "denial" er, um, "non-response." Whatever you want to call it. It is a nine page document in total, so here's an edited version of Page one :

"Please find the enclosed documents below concerning one of my recent F.O.I.L. requests to the City of Hornell via Clerk Barb Parrot. Please note that you have in your possession another appeal to a denial regarding one aspect of this request (bank signature cards, you will see the references in the emails). The City has now refused to respond to a clarification that they themselves asked for. I am hereby asking for an advisory opinion regarding this recent denial/non-response.
In summation, I have once withdrawn and replaced by clarifying and narrowing down size and scope due to a request for remittance of $4375. I have clarified twice (not including one clarification on bank signature cards) due to specific questions asked by the Clerk. The Clerk’s recent refusal to acknowledge my last communication to her is that: “there has been too much back and forth.”
I have offered to pay staff or any individual for the amount of time it would take to get these documents to me electronically. They, in turn, have offered me nothing unless I send thousands of dollars. Please also note that the Clerk states: “the records you are requesting do not exist in electronic form.” One day later, the City Chamberlain, who is in charge of these accounts, stated the exact opposite.*
I have included quotations from the Evening Tribune only to direct your attention to obvious misrepresentations. If you look at all of the exchanges below, you can see that I was responding very specifically to a question that Clerk Perrott asked of me. My response was a clarification that she herself asked for. They have definitely not “already responded” to my last request.
Given [public] statements [by the Mayor], as well as the fact that I have seen with my own eyes monthly “electronic” registers from the city’s accounting program that show actual expenditures and revenue from and for each account (which they provide to the Common Council members twice per month), it is my contention that the Clerk and Mayor are definitely not making a reasonable effort to find common ground where the documents I seek can be provided."

*Evening Tribune Article August 31, 2011: “Chamberlain Pelych confirmed these accounts are available in the city’s MicroFunds accounting program, and that they could be sent electronically, per Mikolajczyk’s request…money is allocated to each department…records could be sent electronically.”

Note: C.O.O.G. is overloaded with appeals right now, and it could take a few months for them to respond. No matter. Even if the City wins this battle, I'm not giving up the fight.

Friday, September 9, 2011

F.O.I.L. UPDATE 2

As of this writing, the City is 24 hours past due on getting me a response to my 2nd F.O.I.L. request (sent Sept. 1).. Labor Day not included :)

F.O.I.L. UPDATE

September 9 2011

I received a letter from the City on Thursday September 8th. Apparently Labor Day didn’t count. Sorry, I don’t work for the government so I forgot it was a holiday. Common mistake.

They have reverted back to snail mail ($.44 a pop--way to use taxpayer dollars wisely), and waited all of the five days to send me three sentences (NOTE advisory opinion from COOG: “The amendments clearly are intended to prohibit entities from unnecessarily delaying disclosure. They are not intended to permit agencies to wait until the fifth business day following the receipt of a request).

The first sentence stated their receipt of my request. The second two were as follows:

“The City does not maintain or possess the records you requested. The bank signature cards are the property of Steuben Trust and are kept on file there.”

Again, I will quote from COOG: A record is "any information kept, held, filed, produced, reproduced by, with or for an agency in any physical form whatsoever including, but not limited to, reports, statements, examinations, memoranda, opinions, folders, files, books, manuals, pamphlets, forms, papers, designs, drawings, maps, photos, letters, microfilms, computer tapes or discs, rules, regulations or codes."

Cleary a bank signature card is a “paper” that is “kept, held or filed” at Steuben Trust Bank “for” the City of Hornell.

I have filed an appeal to my denial with the state. I could be completely wrong on this. But it’s worth pursuing.

According to the Clerk, my requests are “abnormal.”

Worse things have been said about me.

Game on.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

A F.O.I.L. SAGA: My Story

Well…it’s been interesting, to say the least.

First, a crash courses on F.O.I.L. [NOTE : I am no expert, these are just some basics to help the reader understand the series of events]:
1) Stands for “Freedom of Information Laws”
2) Emailed F.O.I.L. requests are completely valid according to NYS C.O.O.G.
3) NYS C.O.O.G. = New York State Committee on Open Government
4) Entities have 5 business days to respond
5) Electronic copies of records are the preferred method of transference (more efficient and less costly, more on that later)
6) No “reason” is needed to make a F.O.I.L. request
7) Requests can be broad or specific

My first F.O.I.L. request was big and bold: records for the past 5 years. Understanding that this was quite an expansive demand, I saw this whole process as a negotiation. I was gauging their reaction, and was willing to adapt. What is most interesting about the responses I have gotten is how the city is showcasing either definitive ineptitude or complete obfuscation. You be the judge. Here’s the timeline:

Tuesday, August 23—Requested 5 years’ worth of copied records for check registers, cash receipts, cash disbursements, billing records for Hornell ambulance, and bank signature cards. This request included the following statement: “If [they] cannot be emailed…please advise me of the actual cost of copying all records (paper or copied to CD) before filling request and we can discuss payment and a retrieval date/time.” This is obviously a recommendation that the records be provided electronically in some manner.

Thursday, August 24—The City Clerk responded to my emailed request with a mailed letter. The gist of it? Due to the “sheer magnitude and volume of the request,” I would have to send $4,375. Included in the letter was their assertion that patient names/health related data would have to be redacted from the ambulance bills. Um, yeah. There was no acknowledgment, mention, or response to my request for electronic records. There was also no response to my request for bank signature cards.

Friday, August 26—I sent a 2nd letter with a change in number of years (decreased) and some clarifications. Here is what was requested: “electronic copy of check registers for the past 2 years. This includes but is not limited to: accounting or computer software program files that are a ‘virtual’ check register, or scanned copies of paper check registers, electronic copy of billing records for Hornell Ambulance for the past 2 years, and a copy of bank signature cards.” I also offered to provide the city with a flash/storage drive.

*Note this from advisory opinions at the C.O.O.G website: [The cost of such action shall be ] an amount equal to the hourly salary attributed to the lowest paid agency employee who has the necessary skill required to prepare a copy of the requested record…and the actual cost of the storage devices. It is our view that if an agency has the ability to scan records in order to transmit them via email and doing so will not involve any effort additional to an alternative method of responding, it is required to do so.”

Saturday, August 28—On local radio, the Mayor of Hornell stated the following: due to the “sheer magnitude and volume of the request…” (I wonder how long they can beat that phrase to death), it could not be “answered quickly…[she cannot] expect a quick turn around.” I never expressed those sentiments. “The people charged with that type of thing,” he continued, “have other jobs to do.” I’m pretty sure C.O.O.G. would not accept that as a valid reason for denial. “We have many accounts,” the Mayor said. That’s right. And I asked for all of them. “It’s going to have to be on our schedule, not theirs.” Again, I never put a timetable on my request. The last few nuggets in this interview? “We don’t have the technology to provide anything electronically,” as well as mentioning, of course HIPAA, which had already been addressed. In summation: the city does not have the capability to transmit any of those records to me electronically. My response was that all the city needs is a scanner.

Wednesday, August 31—The City Clerk responded to my second request with an email (I guess they realized at this point that I was not going to drop it and that it would be frugal to not waste stamps): “We do not have ‘check registers,’ so to speak. If you let me know what you are looking for, we can figure out what report you need.” Strange. I did not ask for a report. She added, “Are you looking for each individual bill or a monthly total of how much is billed?” Was I not clear? Copy of billing records for Hornell Ambulance. No request for a report or a total or a list. Just the bills, please. And the bank signature cards? Finally a response: “these are kept on file at Steuben Trust Bank so you need to contact them for this item.” Lastly: “the records you are requesting do not exist in electronic form,” and to remit $1250. The Mayor was also reported by the local newspaper as saying the following: “We don’t have check registers, we use abstracts.” Irrelevant.

Wednesday, August 31—I send a third clarification: “When I say ‘electronic copies of check registers’ I am speaking of any check register or ledger that is electronically available via your MicroFunds accounting program (these are easily converted to PDF and can be put onto a disc or storage drive). Director Freeman has stated: ‘software, because it is reflective of information in a physical form, constitutes a “record” that falls within the coverage of the Freedom of Information Law…If electronic information can be extracted or generated (my emphasis) with reasonable effort, I believe that that an agency must follow the more reasonable and less costly and labor intensive course of action.’ If this is not possible I would like an explanation. I also offer an alternative route: scanned copies of registers/ledgers that can be converted to PDF and put onto a disc or storage drive. You are required to offer me the electronic versions of these files and include a cost for the time it would take (not cost for paper copies or ink) an employee to scan these items, if this task takes longer than two hours. I am defining “check register” or “ledger” as any and all transactions that involve the exchange of money: deposits into the account as well as checks from the accounts. You would like specific accounts for the above request. I am requesting records for the last two years of: Executive Account, Fire Department Account, and Ambulance Account. As far as the ambulance bills are concerned, I am requesting all bills for the last two years. As mentioned before, you are required to offer me electronic versions of these files (scanned to a CD or storage device) with, of courses, redactions of personal information."

Thursday, September 1—in the local newspaper, the City Chamberlain responds: “…these accounts are available in the city’s MicroFund accounting program and could be sent electronically per [her] request.” HUH? Did they just realize they have an accounting program? Did they just find a scanner hiding in a dust-covered box in a storage room? Did they finally understand what I was asking for because I had to define what a “check register” is? Does the Mayor not know how the Chamberlain does her job? Or have they finally just been backed into a corner that they can’t get out of? The Chamberlain continued, “the accounts only show money spent, not money coming in…the money allocated to each department…is not physically there, it’s all on paper.” Really? So I guess I’ll have to ask for general deposit records into all accounts in order to see the money coming in and…Wait, didn’t I already do that in my very first request?

Thursday, September 1—I had to send another request to the city RE, bank signature cards: “You indicated that you do not have, on hand, such copies at City Hall, and that I could request those records from Steuben Trust Bank. [I have been informed by an executive at the bank that they are] prohibited by law from giving me that information. Therefore, I am asking you to get copies of those signature cards from Steuben Trust for ALL city bank accounts. You may forward scanned copies of those documents to [my] email.”

Wednesday, September 7th —The 5th and final day the city has to reply to the above request. No response. They have until Thursday to respond to the letter dated August 31. I will post their responses as soon as I receive them.

The city claims that the redactions that need to be done to the ambulance bills cannot be done electronically. Are the bills all done by hand? Unlikely. Aren’t the bills on a computer program/file? Likely. Is there not a single employee in all of city hall that knows how to change/remove cells in an Excel program or convert a file to PDF? Does no one know how to do anything but print things out and use black-out marker on them? I don’t have answers to those questions.
I have been told that I am “welcome” to come in to city hall and “look” at records. Except for the ambulance bills, of course, due to privacy.

So here’s the real story: the average citizen who makes F.O.I.L. requests needs to take off from work to go into city hall during their business hours OR pay thousands of dollars to exercise their rights. And these people are supposed to be fans of the working class.

Lastly, on a lighter note, the Mayor misspoke on the radio and called my request a “complaint.” An innocent faux pas? Freudian slip? Just an interesting aside.

The Mayor has said that his is the “most transparent administration in the history of Hornell,” and that he is “not looking to fight with anybody.”

The proof is in the pudding.
Stay tuned…

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Voting in the 29th...

Here we are again in a mid-term election with the usual suspects. Two major candidates—one a medical collections lawyer and the other a kid who has less real-life experience than the average voter in the 29th.

We all talk about how the government is filled with elitists with little in common with the folks. We talk about how the parties are too similar. We talk about how the committees, lobbyists, and PACs have too much sway. We talk about how the country is headed in the wrong direction.

And this is the best the two parties have to offer?

Well, not really. We really do have a choice.

Janice Volk.

Janice has worked hard these last several months traveling and speaking to the constituents in our huge district. She is thoughtful, honest, hard-working, and most represents the average worker, parent, grandparent, and citizen in our area. She has been dismissed by some because she is a “Write-In” candidate. Why? Because they “can’t win?” Hardly.

The famous South Carolina Senator and Governor Strom Thurmond won as a “Write-In” Candidate for Congress in 1954 (he was a Democrat at the time). Charlie Wilson (D) became a Congressman after his successful “Write-in” campaign in Ohio in 2006. “Write-In” Candidate for Governor of Alaska Lisa Murkowski (R) is reportedly in a “dead-heat” race with her Democratic opponent, frightening the Election Commission into considering “banning” these kind of candidates. Herbert Hoover, FDR, Eisenhower, Nixon, JFK? They ALL won primaries as “Write-In” candidates. While the history of “Write-In” candidates indicates a definite uphill battle, there are hundreds of “Write-In” candidates (U.S. record numbers) running for office this November. They are hardly unqualified.

It’s time we think outside the box. When we sit in that little booth, pencil in hand, there’s no commissioner, party head, or lobbyist there to tell us how to vote. We need to stop thinking about “splitting the vote” or “taking down” other party. Our Republic’s future is at stake. We simply can’t trust people who promise not to raise taxes and then turn around and raise taxes. We simply can’t trust people who, while our district faces the toughest economic times since the Depression, insert “Green Energy” into every other sentence.

Jan is a pilot, an alpaca farmer, an expert in health care administration, and a former security officer. She’s also a 100% pro-life Christian, a Mom, a gun-rights advocate, and has a common sense approach to governing. She is truly the ONLY viable choice for representation in the 29th District. Visit her website at www.janiceforcongress.com. Write her in and make more history.