Constitution Thursday – Alterations & Provisions

After “impartial discussion & full consideration,” the Massachusetts delegates to their State ratifying Convention agreed to what became us0070_enlarge_725known as the “Massachusetts Compromise.” This allowed a number of anti-Federalists, including Samuel Adams, to vote in favor of ratifying the Constitution. But it wasn’t a cut and dried, full-throated endorsement of the document. As the compromise agreed, many of the Anti-Federalist ideas worked their way into the ratification document as proposed amendments to the Constitution.

Many of their recommended amendments are easily recognized by us today, and some made their way into the proposed Bill of Rights when the 1st Congress finally convened. Some of the ideas were ultimately rejected, but there is one overriding idea that we must keep in mind when considering these ideas: all of them came from people who did not like the Constitution as proposed.

As intriguing as what the Massachusetts Convention recommended is what the did not include in their list of proposed amendments. Did they leave out some of the most treasured Rights because they assumed the States would and could protect them or did they presume that the proposed Federal Government would never try to stifle free speech or religion?

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Bastille Day

 

3649B2B100000578-3691145-image-m-5_1468541436285Today on Conservative Chat radio you will hear Host after Host vociferate against Islam, Democrats, “liberals” in general and Obama and Clinton in specific. It’s formulaic and predictable, because corporate Chat Radio believes that anger, like sex, is what sells to older white (mostly) male audiences who (as I was once told) are alone, angry and want to hear that somebody agrees with exactly what they think. Meanwhile Leftist Chat shows will tell us that the attacker was “not a Muslim,” and it was “our own fault” for the war in Afghanistan anyway.

It’s depressing.

Critical thought? Actual discussion? Disagreement without yelling? No place for that here.

Back in the day, I was ever so proud of what John and I had become with our show. It was closely – at least as closely as I was able to do – modeled after my own favorite radio show, The Steve Czaban Show, which is a Sports Talk Show that (see if this sounds familiar) has a life outside of just sports. John and I were a conservative chat show that had a life that was far more than just news, politics and issues.

There was a day when we talked French Fries. Consultants and PD’s had apoplectic fits, but we had more calls on that show than any other – ever. And in the middle of it, I had a first time caller, a quiet young lady with a family and a quilting businesses who today, I still send a reminder of National French Fries Day every year. So what? You had a caller… Yep. I did. And if you knew what I know, what she has been through in the past five or six years since that call, you would understand why I always believed – as I do about most things – that the show was about our relationship with you. We could scream our political position all day or tell a funny joke or whatever. But if you didn’t understand that we were really who we were from 3-6 the rest of the day as well, we failed. A year ago, that young lady lost her husband.

I care and I knew about it, because of French Fries. 

There were, of course, many others. I could recount them but frankly my pain meds are kicking in, but you should know that virtually every friend I have in this area came from the show. And I treasure each of them dearly and the topics and subjects we met over are still in my mind.

I want this show to get back to that. There’s a place for my lectures – I am, after all, a certified Naval Instructor and a former ordained minister, so public speaking is my bag, baby. But I really miss the interplay and the challenge of having a co-host who gets the idea that we are sitting down in your home at your invitation to conduct a salon – a French word that describes an intellectual gathering for learning and entertainment – and that we are only there because you want us to be there.

We had that with John and I, but it didn’t “fit the mold” for what a “conservative” chat show was/is supposed to be and in an almost surreal moment, I was told that it was being stopped because, and this is a quote, we “sounded like two gay guys.” Which, of course, is “not what conservative talk show audiences want to hear.” The rest was history, and while we kept the magic for a while, eventually it was stomped out of me and I was left to try and be something that I just wasn’t, and that really, I didn’t want the frustration of trying to be.

I’ve talked with some of my closets friends in the past days, and they agree. I want this show to be that special. We aren’t going to be driven by the “Topic A” story of the day, even if we talk about the Topic A story. I want to talk about things that require critical thinking, not emotional sloganeering. I want to talk about matters with depth and meaning, and seek real answers, real solutions, not just a political position that defines those with whom I disagree and pits them against those with whom I agree on a given subject.

I want my show to reflect this simple idea: if we agree on everything, one of us isn’t necessary.

We need to have fun. I believe with all my being that laughter is and always has been the best medicine. Political humor is some of the best that there is. I imagine that Gary Trudeau and I probably disagree on 95% of issues. But I never miss a panel of Doonesbury when I can get it. He makes me laugh, and when he hits my ideals below the belt, he makes me think.

Maybe it’s the summer doldrums, maybe it’s this longer than I ever expected grind of getting my knee back working again. I know that there have been times when I just feel like it’s never going to end. And then there are days like yesterday, when a big leap forward is made. Having our adult children and Ben at home all day for the summer is a work hazard which makes it hard to get precious recording time. Who really knows the why of it, but these past few weeks have been very difficult, bordering on… yes… work.

I always said that the day this becomes work is the last day I will do it. So I don’t want to get to that day.

But, Cami and I have a vacation coming up. Every year we try to take a few days around our anniversary and go someplace special. I particularly like Angels Camp, but this year we are going to Reno. Take in some shows, a little (very little) gambling, a couple of giaganormous buffets and lots of swimming and just staring at each other and reminding ourselves of how lucky we are to found that one person in the world who gets me. And know that moments are so precious because at any moment they might come to an end. All we might have left are precious and wonderful memories of things like French Fries and quilts. A giant Sequoia tree or a winning hand at video poker while we sip drinks and hold hands.

So, I am going to take a few weeks off. Yes… again.

But this will be different. During this time off I am going to do three specific things. First, I am going to get this studio cleaned up. It’s an unholy mess because while I have been unable to move well, it has become the repository for all the “stuff” of mine that the rest of my family doesn’t know what to do with. And the shelves got knocked about a bit one day when I stumbled, so there’s a few books and the like on the deck. So that’s the first thing.

Secondly, I am going to work very hard on getting Constitution Thursday up and running again. I also have a secondary project that I will work on, and hopefully I can introduce that to you soon as well.

Lastly, I am going to try and find a co-host. Somebody who can work with me (not the easiest thing in the world to do, just ask Mazzy) and who gets what this is supposed to be all about. Maybe I will find them, maybe I won’t. But I am going to try.

Ben goes back to school the first week in August, and things should settle down a bit then. For the moment, though, I am going to take a little break and try to get things in a better order.

I hope that you understand me and see that I do this not because of some PD or consultants notes. I do it because I love the idea of being a part of your day, of being your friend, and most of all, of you being my friend. I learn best by expressing my ideas. I make mistakes, have logical flaws just like everybody, and I have no fear of exposing them IF I can learn from them. And that’s why I do what I do.

Thanks for listening. And thanks for being my amigo!

-DB

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Dallas Mayor: “I’m Very Happy” About Bomb Robot

The moral line between “combat” and “crime” became even more blurred in Dallas, when, just after 1am Friday, the Dallas Police Chief turned to the Mayor as the stood at Parkland Hospital and informed the mayor that the had decided to kill the suspect now holed up in a parking garage. Moreover, he would do this with an improvised explosive device attached to the departments Bomb Disposal Robot.

The Mayor approved the plan, stating later that he was “very happy” with the decision, both at the time and later, when he discovered the Dallas PD had ventured into uncharted waters, opening the debate nationwide as to Police actions in the event of a crises situation.

So let’s talk about this a bit, shall we? Read the rest of this entry

The Sneaker Fire of Justice

I didn’t really want to get up this morning and do a show. The suggestion was made to do one that didn’t address the issues of the nation over the past few days, but even that seemed a chore. Talk about Star Trek, the Olympics, the All-Star teams, anything that takes our minds away for a bit.

Like so many of you, I watched last into the night in horror and confusion the events in Dallas. What can be said? What can be added? I was up yet again at 2am, and so I had another chance to talk with a friend and colleague who found himself in the same pickle. There are other things that seem interesting, but if we ignore the events, are we not complicit in the failure to address the issues?

converse_on_fire_by_ryuk_d-d30t3ifOr is it just piling onto the constant unsupported by logic rhetoric that the other side must be at fault because, well… they are the other side?

At the end of the day, which started really early with a sneaker fire and a couple of conversations with great friends, it is – at least to me – abundantly clear who and what is to blame for what is happening in this country. But, regardless of your “politics,” whether you’re Left or Right, Conservative of Statist, Religious or Agnostic, you’re not going to like my answer, which is as predictable as the tides…

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Hillary Clinton Comes Full Circle

October 3, 1995 was a seminal day in American History. Anyone who was cogent that day can tell you today where they were when THE Verdict was announced. In the aftermath, the nation lost the bubble as the discussion shifted from justice to injustice and retaliation; from what did we learn, to what did we accomplish? To this day your opinion on the matter can get you labeled as a racist or a bigot or an Uncle Tom or an idiot or any nom de guerre you choose to throw at a person who disagrees with the outcome, without consideration of why that person believes or feels the way that they do.

July 5, 2016 will not go down quite as fully in the American conscience. Only those who are virtuously involved in politics and care passionately about the affairs of the nation were paying attention. But in the same vein, by yesterday afternoon, we (corporately) had lost the bubble again on the real issue of justice and gave ourselves over to partisanship and vitriol.

Once, Hillary Rodham worked hard to try and punish corruption in a Presidents actions. Now, in a case of at best incompetence and at worst, treason, she works hard at avoiding accountability and responsibility.

Hillary Clinton and we the People have come full circle. The same lesson the nation actually learned on October 3, 1995 wad driven home again.

That lesson was that the perversion of justice is always excused for those who can afford to purchase the excuse.

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