Plague Journal, Taking On Water
I wrestle with words to characterize the condition of our society, as I perceive it. The “Ship-Of-State” is the metaphor that comes to mind. The image comes from Plato’s Republic book VI. Plato likens the governance of the city-state to the commanding of a naval vessel. I like the image, of a large ship. I’ve never seen a Greek trireme warship. I did spend some time on a large freighter at sea from San Francisco to Yokohama. I was taken below decks once, to view the engine room. I can imagine the dread of having the ship take on water, below decks.
We spend our time above decks in this country of ours. There are many clues, indications that our ship has been taking on water for quite some time. Certainly while above decks we have no idea how serious our condition as matter of fact is.
Yesterday as usual I received my daily Morning Briefing from the New York Times. I read, feeling rising alarm and disgust at this description of our country. Here are the paragraphs which I read, offered for your examination and evaluation.
For most white Americans, interactions with the police happen rarely, and they’re often respectful or even friendly. Many white people don’t know a single person who’s currently behind bars.
In many black communities — and especially for black men — the situation is entirely different. Some of the statistics can be hard to fathom:
* Close to 10 percent of black men in their 30s are behind bars on any given day, according to the Sentencing Project.
* Incarceration rates for black men are about twice as high as those of Hispanic men, five times higher than those of white men and at least 25 times higher than those of black women, Hispanic women or white women.
* When the government last counted how many black men had ever spent time in state or federal prison — in 2001 — the share was 17 percent. Today, it’s likely closer to 20 percent (and this number doesn’t include people who’ve spent time in jail without being sentenced to prison). The comparable number for white men is about 3 percent.
The rise of mass incarceration over the last half-century has turned imprisonment into a dominant feature of modern life for black Americans. Large numbers of black men are missing from their communities — unable to marry, care for children or see their aging parents. Many others suffer from permanent economic or psychological damage, struggling to find work after they leave prison.
A recent study by the economists Patrick Bayer and Kerwin Kofi Charles found that 27 percent of black men in the prime working years of their lives — between the ages of 25 and 54 — didn’t report earning a single dollar of income in 2014. “That’s a massive number,” Charles, the dean of the Yale School of Management, told me. Incarceration, including the aftereffects, was a major reason.
The anger coursing through America’s streets over the past week has many causes, starting with a gruesome video showing the killing of George Floyd in Minneapolis. But that anger has also been building up for a long time. It is, in part, anger about incarceration having become normal.
An explainer podcast: How has mass incarceration happened? “Justice in America” — hosted by Josie Duffy Rice of The Appeal — tries to answer the question. The Times’s Caity Weaver recommends starting with the first episode, about bail. “I learn so much from this freaking podcast,” Caity tweeted yesterday.
The podcast entitled Justice for the Rich, Money Bail is worth listening to. Prepare yourself for a “below-decks” description of the society of which we are members. CLICK HERE
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Thanks Jerry,
Disheartening post (rather weak word considering, but the only thing that comes to mind without a torrent of rage).
I mentioned once just one of many experiences with police when I was a ‘minority’. I also recall my first major beef that resulted in me and three friends standing in front of the judge at 26th and California – Branch 52, narcotics court. Incidentally, this is the following day after my previously submitted chronicle addressing my ‘education’ in police interactions. (I’ve so many sixties stories; many downright hilarious – at least I thought so).
But this isn’t a funny story, especially now and associative with your post. When pulled from the narcotics holding tank (not a nice place) and lead in for our hearing I beheld a courtroom (and in lockup) filled with people of color and four white guys, my friends and I. This was very early in the ‘sixties’ I should probably mention, we weren’t officially bad guys yet. This was a beef as the result of a bag of weed being thrown out a car window during a traffic stop (not me!). Proceeding; we stood before Judge Went and he asked us if we had an attorney, our response being mainly looking at the floor, shuffling our feet and me squeaking out: “No”.
Judge Went then said; “OK, I’ll be your attorney and I haven’t lost a case yet !” At which point he ‘SOL’ed the case (don’t ask me, I know it isn’t what comes to mind) and we, the only white faces in the courtroom, walked. At the time we were just plain dumb looking kids, having not yet assumed our aspect and taken upon our form. A quick funny story: Once in Old Town (‘the’ spot – I lived there) a bunch of us we gathered up off a corner, in what was a commonly occurring annoyance, and loaded into the meat wagon and taken to the local precinct, which at the time was on Division St, east of Clark St. From there (or any other local station) the big wagon would come around, usually about 4 to 5 AM, and everyone from all the different precincts would be hauled off to the ‘drunk tank/court’ at Monroe and Racine (very convenient to ‘Skid Row’. Thoughtful off them). At the time the standard bust if a cop didn’t like the way you looked -or were really ‘loaded’ was ‘Disorderly Conduct’. I didn’t make that trip that day for as we were being unloaded at the backdoor at the local precinct I (having just gotten a recent haircut for a coming court appearance) walked over to the duty sergeant unloading us, and said: “Hey, I don’t belong here, I was just stopping to get a light for my cigarette. I’m not one of these dirty hippies or ‘F’ word (?- referring to ones sexual proclivities).” He looked me over and said; “OK, get outta here”. Much to the amusement of a few friends about to be processed. I’ve got a ton of these but this isn’t a time for humor for this comment is directed at an alarming post. I submit that all this has been going on as long as I can remember and it IS getting worse. Jails are being privatized and the number of those eligible is growing as the result of a shrinking middle class and if middle class white people are having a hard time I can only guess what is happening to people of color. Crime is money (for the state). Anyone recall on the news all those young high school kids being sent to a privatized reform school (out East I believe) by a judge who was taking money from the operator of the facility and many kids having their sentences extended at review hearing ? That’s pretty insidious but it is only one aspect of what is going on in our country. We are lost and adrift and above all, ‘at risk’ – ALL of us ! If this guy gets in again, he’s NEVER leaving. I recall a G20 (?) meeting in Europe at which both ‘Corruption in Chief’ and Putin were entering from different areas. They spot each other and Putin gives him a big ‘Thumbs Up’, like, keep it up, you’re doing well. And one occasion, long since after having daily press briefings (before the virus), he was shouted out a question by one of the reporters waiting for him to walk over to his helicopter and I can’t remember the question but his answer was seared into my brain – a grin and the response; “Maybe my third or fourth term”. I think many of you realize, our very democracy is at stake. Organize. Teach. Tell people to vote, especially the kid behind the counter at Starbucks. We are in desperate times. And I don’t think my zipcode will do me any good, especially when one of the first moves will be to eliminate fiat currency – they will want to be certain every dollar we have is accounted for – no more cash deals, aiding us and the contractor or the landscaper (it’ll be back home for him AND that fence will be built. Desperate times. DESPERATE!
Blessings
Good comment upon the Chinese earlier Jerry. I’ll be sure to send a copy along with my next check to the ICT (Int’l Campaign for the Tibetan people).
Newsflash. Newsflash! (think here of Edward R. Murrow or Walter Cronkite): The Corrupter in Chief has, I’m sure many of you are already aware, handed off the responsibilities of this burgeoning revolution to his toady, Barr.
It has been reported and acknowledged by the DC mayor, that UNMARKED federal troops have now appeared on the frontlines of policing activities. UNMARKED ! The mutt must have read the chapter on the Ukraine in the playbook given to him by his hero, Putin. I’m sure that will earn the mutt another, ‘thumbs up’ .
I trust Jerry that you take my ICT remark in the good-natured intention it was given. I, like most folks am usually only concerned with matters in which I find myself a participant. You’re aware I suspect that the Chinese government is set upon choosing the next Dalai Lama. Imagine the Italian government saying; “We’ve annexed Vatican city and we’ll choose the next Pope”.
India, the world’s largest democracy, may someday be the ONLY remaining democracy.
I’m so tired.
Blessings
Tyranny is a tiresome matter. Autocracy is the easiest most direct manner of conducting our affairs. There is no better way to say it than “the divine right of kings.” Democracy is an exotic exception, requiring unending mindful participation by everyone. Thus democracy can be sustained for a short period, and then affairs revert to the default. Yes, desperate times…