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OPINION:
Mountain View News Saturday, February 1, 2020
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KOBE: A LOVING PRAYER FOR
A FRIEND GONE FAR TOO
SOON
Kobe Bryant managed to remain a local kid with
Philly cred long after he left the city for the West
Coast.
The NBA superstar managed to remain a local hero,
even though he gave his talent to the Lakers, a team that no true Sixers fan
can stomach. Kobe managed to remain an authentic citizen of this most
authentic of places by coming back on a regular basis, by loving the local
teams (and never saying a bad word about his dad Joe “Jelly Bean” Bryant’s
NBA alma mater, the Sixers,) by keeping close and loving ties with his own
alma mater, Lower Merion High School, and by rejoicing when the Eagles
won the Super Bowl with the same emotion that the guy at Broad and Pattison,
holding an empty Budweiser can, could muster.
Now is the time for mourning him, and shedding tears over the lost years
and the unspeakable tragedy of his passing, alongside his 13-year-old
daughter Gigi. And now is also the time for prayers, and the deeply felt
hope that they are together in a place that has basketball courts, endless
sunshine and peace.
But mixed in with the sadness, we should try and grasp at those memories
and moments that make us smile at the time Kobe was with us. For those of
us in Philly, many of those memories are filled with flashes of his brilliance
as a boy, a teen and a legend foretold.
One of these memories comes to me from David Walsh, cousin of Monsignor
Vince Walsh. Father Vince, as they call him, is a humble man who
now lives in retirement in what my great friend Monsignor Joe Corey used
to call “beautiful downtown Darby.”
One day, Father Vince was visiting a parish in Lower Merion when he decided
to take a little break, and pulled a basketball out of the trunk of his
car. It might seem unusual that a priest would carry around a basketball,
but if you’ve ever seen Bing Crosby or Spencer Tracey in one of those old
black-and-white classics like “Going My Way” or “Boys Town,” you know
that priests and basketball go together like wine and wafers.
Father Vince found a court, and intended to just shoot some hoops by himself.
But lo and behold, there were three young guys already playing a game
of pickup, and they wanted to play two on two. Figuring they could beat
this older priest with their youth and skill, they asked Father Vince to join
them, and he agreed.
Well, the whole “beating this older priest” idea evaporated pretty quickly
as the boys saw this particular shot that Father had mastered, something
called the “Fade Away Banked Hook Shot.” Because of that shot and Father
Vince’s skill, the boys put their best guy on him. That best guy was a young
Kobe Bryant, then a high school All-American.
Kobe and Father Vince kept in touch over the years, united by a love of the
game they both adored, and their faith. In fact, in the wake of the Laker legend’s
untimely and tragic death Sunday, many commentators talked about
the fact that Kobe Bryant was a practicing Catholic whose faith was deeply
important to him. One can only imagine how Father Vince, who has keys
to St. Philomena’s near his retirement home and still plays hoops, felt when
he heard about the tragedy.
Life is unpredictable, and we need to cherish every moment. The day that
Kobe Bryant passed away marked the 22nd anniversary of my own brother’s
death, under equally tragic circumstances. Jon was barely 31, Kobe only
a decade older. Trying to find an explanation for these losses is fruitless, and
will produce more pain than actual answers.
We can only find comfort in the joy experienced here, when we crossed
paths with these important people, and by keeping their memories alive by
talking about how important they were to us, and praying for their souls. I
am certain that Father Vince is going to be out on the court shooting hoops
very soon, and that each one of his “Fade Away Banked Hook Shots” will be
accompanied by a loving prayer for the soul of his longtime friend.
LETTER TO THE EDITOR
Nice to see old friends (Stu Tolchin, Hail
Hamilton) reappear on your Opinion
page. But still, there is the occasional column
that simply doesn’t make sense.
Last week, Michael Reagan responded to
the Senate’s consideration of Trump’s impeachment
by offering a brief history of
presidents’ asserting “executive privilege”.
In this matter, however, President Trump
has not asserted any “executive privilege”;
rather, he’s issued blanket orders for Executive
Branch personnel (and even to those
not in government – who may have been
associated with his campaign) to not comply
with duly-authorized congressional
subpoenas. This is unprecedented in our
nation’s history.
Reagan also suggests this is about “a phone
call”. No, as established by the House’s inquiry
leading to Trump’s impeachment,
this is about a months-long effort to put
our national security at risk, betray an ally
engaged in a hot-war against Russian aggression,
promote the loony conspiracy
theories of Rudy Giuliani and propaganda
from the Kremlin over the consensus of
our own intelligence establishment, and
moving to ruin the careers of foreign service
professionals who might stand in the
way of the shakedown – all with the intent
of being able to smear a potential election
rival.
And yes, according to the GAO, the president
did break the law by improperly withholding
appropriated funds.
This is about following events in other
countries – Egypt, Hungary, Brazil, the
Philippines, Turkey – whose peoples
yearned for the values our founders established,
but have reverted to strongman-
authoritarianism – and whose leaders
our president envies (“love letters” to Kim
Jong-un?).
For those in the Senate, it’s a question of
putting our country and our Constitution
ahead of the interests of Donald Trump.
It’s nothing less than that, as I see it.
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LEFT TURN /RIGHT TURN
DICK POLMAN
STUART TOLCHIN
REALLY, I’M DOING THE BEST I CAN
GOODBYE, DEMOCRACY. HELLO,
KING DONALD THE FIRST.
Just like you are
probably doing yourself
I’m doing the best I can to
create a positive feeling
for myself and pretend
that the whole country
is not on the edge of
falling apart. Monday,
after getting some pretty
good news at Kaiser, the
doctor suggested that
I resume walking for exercise. I explained
that I was still recovering from surgery but
further, probably unnecessarily, explained
that I found it difficult to go walking
without my dog Milo who has accompanied
me on my walks for fifteen years. The
doctor asked what breed of dog was Milo
and at that moment I lovingly pictured our
dog and identified him as a Maltipoo. The
doctor immediately reached for her phone
and displayed pictures of her dog, also a
Maltipoo of the same color and size as Milo
even though he had a more prominent
muzzle. This sharing of dog talk left me with
a very pleasant feeling about my doctor.
As we left the hospital, I was already
feeling tired probably relating to the fact that
I stayed up much of the night watching tennis
matches because I’m still having trouble
sleeping. I was experiencing conflicting
feelings about the about the absolutely
startling death of Kobe Bryant, his 13 year
old daughter, and seven other people which
had just been reported. It is undeniable that
everyone in Los Angeles who has lived here
for more than a few years was completely
shocked by the announcement of his death.
Kobe had played his entire career in Los
Angeles and had gone directly from high
school to the Lakers. For twenty years he had
been a magnificent star. True there had been
a claim of forced sexual contact by a hotel
employee who had visited his room at 3:00
a.m. but the matter was settled out of court
and Kobe claimed that whatever occurred
was consensual. Subsequent to that time
seemingly all of Los Angeles had focused
on Kobe the family man, the loving father
of his 4 daughters, the Academy Award
winner who would go to his almost teenage
daughter’s basketball games rather than to
Laker games. In fact it was on the way to
a girl’s basketball game to which Kobe, his
daughter, other basketball coaches, and
players and parents that the tragic helicopter
crash in dense fog occurred. To a great part
of Los Angeles the announcement of their
death was like a surprising death in our own
family. Almost immediately, together with
the shared grief, a feeling of unity became
palpable in the city. We were all mourning
together and that realization was a positive
one.
I was doing the best that I could do
to maintain that positive feeling as we left
Kaiser and suggested that we just go up half
a block to the Pasadena Sandwich Shop to
pick up lunch. For those of you unfamiliar
with the Sandwich shop it is in the rapidly
disappearing mode of an old time New
York or Chicago Deli. Originally the shop
had been opened by Steve Fink who had
been working slicing meat and preparing
sandwiches next to his own parents for
years. From previous visits I knew that Steve
had died from a rare blood disease called
Amyloidosis but the shop had continued
operating now being run by his son Jonathan
and his daughter Meghan.
What I wanted to buy was a
giant sandwich called the “Big Steve”
because the proceeds from the sale of
that special sandwich are donated to the
Steve Fink Foundation which is devoted
to obtaining more information and a cure
for Amyloidosis. While the sandwich was
being made (which was great by the way) I
had a little time to talk with Jonathan. Now
Jonathan has the same big smile his father
had and I told him that I remembered Steve
telling me that as long as he was slicing meat
he was happy. Jonathan laughed and told me
maybe that was because when his father was
slicing meat he couldn’t talk about anything
else. From that conversation I learned that
the Pasadena Sandwich Shop was highly
involved with all sorts of charitable activities
in Pasadena and had created many events
and activities including giving Thanksgiving
meals to homeless families. I gathered that
for Steve Fink’s Family continuing to operate
the Sandwich Shop is more than a business,
it was a calling following in the footsteps of
their deceased parent and grandparents.
I kept all of this in mind as my wife and I
went home and ate the sandwich. One
sandwich was more than enough for the
both of us and we enjoyed the extra pickles
and the pickled egg that I ordered because
it reminded me of Chicago even though I
never ate one there.
After eating, and I am sure you knew
this was coming, I turned on the television
and there it was– the Trump Impeachment
Trial. I had tried my best all day to ignore it
but it will not go away. I view it as a charade
illustrating the possible end of our wonderful
attempt at maintaining a democracy.
Everything I see seems to indicate that
the present leadership of the country is in
league with the tyrannical dictators of the
world and that if the planet does not become
uninhabitable, and or nuclear war does not
breakout, or a pandemic doesn’t strike, our
time as the enlightened city on the hill will
end and what was the United States will end
up in some global nightmare.
But, until then, try to stay happy and
do anything you can to stop the process of
destruction. Get a dog. Maybe a Maltipoo.
Back in December
of
2015, on the
cusp of the
2016 presidential
primaries,
when
candidate
Trump was
previewing
his Putinesque behavior, I warned in
a column that “we’re in danger of embracing
a very American version of autocracy…
Do we really want to flirt with
autocracy?”
A fatally thin margin of voters in pivotal
states basically said “Yup.” And on
Wednesday, sure enough, a hireling on
Trump’s “legal” team vocally extolled
autocracy – declaring during the Senate
trial that Trump cannot be impeached
for anything because his self-interest
is the personification of the national
interest. Which is the same mentality
that marked the 17th-century reign of
France’s “Sun King,” Louis XIV, who famously
decreed L’etat c’est moi (“I am
the State”).
Former O.J. and Jeffrey Epstein lawyer
Alan Dershowitz framed it this way:
“If the president does something that
he thinks will help him get elected, in
the public interest, that cannot be the
kind of quid quo pro that results in
impeachment.”
And to think this guy actually taught
law at Harvard.
Let’s play out his reasoning. If Trump
were to extort a foreign country for domestic
dirt on a potential election opponent,
that would be in the national
interest, and therefore not impeachable?
Correct, because that’s the issue
at hand. And if he were to, say, order
the Justice Department to gin up phony
probes of election opponents, that too
would be in the national interest and
therefore not impeachable? Correct.
And if he were to cover up evidence of
those probes, that’s no problem? Correct.
And if he were to simply throw
those opponents in jail, that’s OK too?
And if he were to order a Watergate-
style break in at Democratic headquarters?
Ditto.
A more urgent question: When Dershowitz
crafted his monarchist credo,
did a single Republican senator in the
chamber utter a peep of protest, or in
any way signal that such a statement
clashed with the U.S. Constitution –
and that, in fact, the American Revolution
was a revolt against the divine
right of kings? Why bother to ask. As
they plot Trump’s exoneration, they
have become supplicants to royalty.
Dershowitz is mostly a joke, a TV celebrity
long past his sell-by date, best
known these days for claiming that
he kept his undies on while he was
massaged by one of client Epstein’s
girls. But what he said merely distilled
what Trump’s previous enablers – and
Trump himself – have been saying all
along. Not to mention what Trump has
been doing all along.
Back in December 2017, when it was
clear that Trump was working hard to
block Robert Mueller’s probe, Trump
lawyer John Dowd contended that a
president, by definition, “cannot obstruct
justice because he is the chief law
enforcement officer.”
And Trump went much further during
a speech last July: “I have an Article II,
where I have to the right to do whatever
I want as president.” In truth, Article II
of the Constitution doesn’t give a president
total power. It also stresses the
importance of congressional oversight,
and holding presidents accountable via
impeachment.
But Trump has long proved he can’t be
stopped by a piece of parchment. He
has indulged his authoritarian impulses
on multiple fronts both large (declaring
a fake “national emergency” to
build his border wall, spending money
far beyond the amount authorized by
Congress) and small (pressuring Air
Force crews to stay at his Turnberry resort
in Scotland during refueling stops,
then claiming he knew nothing about
it) and chilling (confiscating the notes
of his private meetings with Vladimir
Putin, concealing the details from his
senior aides.)
Parchment can’t save democracy – only
people can do that. And the Senate
Republicans, forfeiting their constitutional
duty to act as a co-equal branch
of government, are preparing to put the
Dershowitz credo into practice. It’s certainly
the easiest way to let Trump off
the hook. They can’t contest the facts
about what Trump did in his bid to rig
the 2020 election. Therefore, Plan B is
to simply say that he did it in “the national
interest” because he is L’etat and
vice versa.
What this ultimately means for the
future, assuming there comes a time
when Trump is gone, is that any president
would be free to do whatever he or
she wants, to retain or abuse power, as
long as a mere 34 senators are willing
to exonerate whatever he or she does.
But hey, we have nobody to blame but
ourselves. A sufficient share of voters,
aided by the distortions of the Electoral
College, put us where we are and where
candidate Trump always signaled we
would go. The window for democracy
is rapidly narrowing, and November
may be the last chance to pry it open.
As a French lawyer-diplomat, Joseph
de Maistre, warned two centuries ago,
“Every nation gets the government it
deserves.”
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