A few days ago I opened my morning e-mail to find one anonymous comment waiting for moderation. It consisted of exactly two words:
your stupid
Welcome to my world.
Speaking of which, for the last two days, I've been glued to the House 'debate' on Speaker Bob DeLeo's gambling legislation. And it was ugly. Based on my observations, allow me to breakdown the party affiliations of the Massachusetts House for you: Thoughtful People, Stupid People, and Lemmings.
Thoughtful people get the facts, exhibit empathy, consider future implications, think about the long-term common good, and are capable of imagining a world beyond their own district.
Lemmings can be thoughtful, too, but it doesn't matter because in the end they'll just do what they're told.
Stupid people are pretty much the opposite of Thoughtful People.
Due the legislative bell curve, all members of the House are forced constantly to make justifications in order not to seem too extreme. Thoughtful people have to justify having a moral compass by producing spreadsheets which prove that doing the right thing is also the fiscally responsible thing. Lemmings have to justify their lack of fortitude by coming up with realistic explanations for their voting inconsistency. And Stupid People have to justify supporting things most of us know are wrong by insisting over and over again, and in a very loud voice, that everyone's already doing it so it must be OK.
The thing about stupid people, though, is that they don't actually know they're stupid. Which, if you're tuned in to American's Funniest Home Videos, is what you're counting on. But when runner-ups from the Darwin Awards are on the floor of the House creating major legislation that will unequivocally result in crime, addiction, bankruptcy, child neglect and suicide, it's just plain scary.
Case in point - amendments. After DeLeo filed his bill, many of the Thoughtful members of the House filed amendments to try and make gambling legislation, if passed, safer - or at least to give future Mass gamblers a fighting chance against addiction.
Like the amendment to put clocks on the walls in casinos or slot parlors or to label slot machines with the actual odds of winning.
And yet... one by one, the Stupid members voted them down. Yup. They not only voted to expand gambling - that wasn't enough - they also voted to make it easier to expand gambling addiction.
One amendment - a total no-brainer that would prohibit casinos from marketing to people who'd voluntarily put themselves on the Self-Exclusion list, barely, and I mean barely, passed. In fact 76 Stupid People, including several members of our own South Shore brain trust - Reps Calter, Canessa, Flynn and Canavan - voted against it. That's right, folks. They voted to make it OK for the gambling industry to entice problem gamblers who'd made the effort to place themselves on a do-not-contact list.
Including Rep. Kath-Anne Reinstein, my favorite source of unintentional comedy, who felt that telling casinos who they could and couldn't market to was pretty much the same thing as telling Yankee Candle they couldn't hand out coupons to entice the public to go buy their tea lights and air fresheners.
And speaking of Stupid People, a few weeks back, some colleagues and I were attending a regional selectman's meeting when Rep. Canessa showed up. About two minutes after he started talking, contradicting himself and otherwise babbling nonsensically about what little he knew, yet how sure he was, as how the proposed gambling legislation could effect tribal land-in-trust decisions, I idly wrote "When stupid people ruled the earth..." across a page in my notebook.
The woman next to me, leaning in to see what I'd written, whispered, "That's what you ought to use as the title of your book."
Let's just say I haven't ruled it out.
But it's not just the Stupid that gets to you after awhile. It quickly became apparent during the hearings, which at times more closely resembled a Las Vegas gambling expo than the floor of the Massachusetts House, is that you can't make Stupid People care. You can't turn them into Thoughtful People by trying to generate empathy. They are completely limited by their own experiences and simply do not care about the anonymous people who'll be hurt by their gambling bill. Period. Oh, sure, some of them made the effort to say they did - but their actions spoke differently - especially when it came to the hundred or so amendments.
But aside from not caring, or realizing that they're stupid, a lot of Stupid people also think they know everything - so obviously there's no need to do their homework. As the web designer for USS-Mass.org, I can assure you that virtually none of the House members have ever even visited that site - which is a vast resource of apparently wasted information - or did so for only a few seconds.
Case in point, a lot of Stupid People spoke about jobs. Did I say 'spoke'? I meant 'practically bleeding from the eyes and prostrate in exaltation over the promise of casino jobs' - of as if these jobs were the difference between life and death. This was a particular point of outrage for me because I know what kind of jobs these places offer, and what they pay. In fact, there was a time when I had to work a lot of these type of jobs (sometimes simultaneously) before finding decent employment at a Massachusetts company that paid an actual living wage. I took the lowest paying, entry-level job at that company and my life immediately got better. But no, instead of creating the real jobs that real people really want and need, Stupid People hear the word "Job" and think it automatically puts food on the table.
But facts had no place on the floor of the House, where people who'd grown up in and around racetrack districts couldn't fathom that the industry is dead and dying and even slots aren't saving the day anymore. They can't fathom that they've latched onto the industry playbook like the gullible goofballs they are and swallowed it's every promise and lame justification like a pack of hyenas tearing into a freshly killed gazelle.
But who knew that Stupid people were fans of science fiction. In fact, my favorite moment of fantasy came when Rep. Canavan from Brockton, speaking in defense of the bill, created an vast, alternate universe where the Raynham dog track employed hundred's of thousand's of people and provided the very economic backbone of the South Shore. Seriously.
But mostly, it seemed, the Stupid People were just so happy - gleefully, spastically, droolingly happy - to have found in Bob DeLeo that one powerful leader, one of their own, a racetrack demi-god of political persuasion, to advance their long-abused agenda of stupidity - a bill which was clearly conceived and written by people who would misspell a two-word insult - and which passed the House 120 - 37 - and now moves on to the Senate.
This morning, as the TV news ran a quick blurb about the passage, I knew what most people across the Commonwealth were probably thinking; "Well, if so many members of the legislature passed this bill, it must be a good one. Right?"
Because most people think you have to be smart, or at least have the best interests of the people of Massachusetts at heart when you're a legislator. Three years ago, before my sojourn into the dark world of casinos and slot machines, I know I did. Most people have no idea of how really stupid and shortsighted some of these reps are, how most of them didn't bother to do their homework, how they cavalierly blew off amendments that could have kept them safe or that the person they sent to Beacon Hill, whose salary they pay, has been a better champion of the gambling industry than they ever were to them and their progeny.
But let's not forget the lemmings.
Rep. Ellen Story, a well-known progressive, provided us with this classic moment in backbone-free legislative history,
"No. 1, this bill is going to pass. There is no question it has enough votes. The second is that a vote against it would be symbolic, but meaningless. I've been in the Legislature for 18 years and it was only in the last year and a half that I've been invited to be in the inner circle of advisers to the speaker."
But a particular disappointment to me was Rep. Strauss who represents part of Middleboro, including the part where a friend of mine lives. A while back, I think it was 2008, we met with Strauss over breakfast at Percy's and told him what we'd learned about the industry. He seemed like a smart, but cautious person. Months later, we were thrilled to discover that Strauss was part of panel debating the casino issue in New Bedford, taking the anti-casino side. But yesterday, for reason I have yet to discover, Strauss joined the other lemmings and jumped off the cliff.
Aside from my own disappointment, I feel particularly bad for my friend from Strauss's district, who has, for three years straight, worked tirelessly to educate legislators and the public about his issue. I mean, I've always known my rep is part of the hard-core upper echelon of Stupid. He runs unopposed every year and is retiring after this term is up, leaving me no recourse but to give him the finger as I pass by his house on the way to the gym. But Strauss - he was supposed to be one of the good guys. One of the Thoughtful guys. And he's not. He's a lemming who left his spine on the back of his chair at yesterday's hearing. And I'm hearing stories like that from all over.
So, this morning I e-mailed Strauss this picture.
So my recommendation is to contact the Governor. Write and call him and then do it again. He's not Stupid, but I'm not convinced he's Thoughtful either. He's a wildcard - which means there's a chance. And as every gambler knows, where there's a chance, there's hope.
Last evening my kids and I unpacked the groceries with the debate streaming in the background from my computer. As the hearing was nearing its end, we were halted by the touching words of Rep Patrick from Falmouth, fighting back tears as he spoke of how this bill would hurt families. He knew. His own accomplished father had sometimes abandoned Patrick and his siblings on the beach, alone, while he answered the call of the racetracks. We listened to Reps. Provost and D'Amico recite hundreds of facts which I knew were falling like snowflakes on deaf ears, and the kids watched me turn the volume down on Rep Martin Walsh, an angry pro-slots cheerleader from Dorchester, whose booming voice, brimming with impending victory - a victory for Stupid People everywhere - crackled defiantly from my computer's speakers even turned down to low.
That's when I brought a page on the USS-Mass web site up, and called the kids over.
"Sometimes," I said, "I'm not sure you guys really understand why I've spent so much time, even time away from you, trying to stop casinos and slot parlors. I mean, everyone has their reasons. But this is mine."
Then I hit down arrow, and we watched the page scroll down and down and down, revealing one brief paragraph after another about children who were abandoned, or hurt, or who died because someone, in some other state house, had voted to expand gambling. Children who were left alone in hotel corridors, trunks of cars, on on side streets in the freezing cold and the sweltering heat, hungry, crying, frightened. Children and babies who had to be 'revived'.
They both stared at the screen, moving by too fast to actually read anything, waiting for the cursor to come to the end of the page, but which somehow kept going - long past the time when it rightfully should have run out of those little paragraphs. And I wondered if they were as surprised as I'd been, the first time I scrolled down through all those paragraphs.
"These are just the ones that made the news," I explained. "Just the ones that made it to my desk. Most of them we'll never hear about."
And I looked at their faces to see if they understood why I just couldn't let anyone allow this to happen here.
But when the cursor finally came to rest on the final paragraph, with Marty Walsh still thundering triumphantly in the background, another look at my children's faces revealed that it wasn't their mother's motivation that they couldn't understand.
10 comments:
Bravo Gladys!
Your (spelled properly just for you!) committment is nothing short of heroic.
Kudos to you and your family!
I thought I had something special in Rep. Straus. I replied to his recent newsletter by offering to help in any of his future campaigns. I was proud to be one of his constituents when he spoke out against gambling in New Bedford. His vote knocked the wind out of me. It has taken me three years to realize there are no leaders on Beacon Hill, only followers.
My cynicism with politicians has grown so much in 3 years.
There's no longer a motive to do what's right for the people.
It's always about the $$$$ (and the votes)
Kudos to the 37 who had the intelligence to do their own research and meet with opponents, the integrity to vote their convictions and the courage to stand alone against the Stupid.
What a pity not one of them represents our region.
One of the saddest tales is of all is Primadonna Casino and Sherrice Iverson. The accomplice was condemned in the media, but the casino escaped with no notice for its lack of protection and security for this little girl.
YOUR BRILLIANT! (and witty)
I have talked with Rep Strauss on many occasions and his vote came as a complete surprise.
He will be receiving a call and email from me today, and I encourage all Middleboro residents to do the same.
Nocasino
On Gladys, brilliant, whitty, enough said!
On Straus, it was a sucker punch to me. Also will be calling his office on why? and my disapointment.
They're not all bad. Seriously. I've met some great legislators during this fight. They and their staff's have worked SO hard to prevent this bill from getting through the house. Unfortunately, none of them represent my district.
It's the bell curve. At one end - they're smart and thoughtful - at the other they're all about the shifty special interests who help them get elected. The big bulge in the middle is filled with lemmings.
The bill is going to the Senate where they will supposedly tweak it - hmmm - how much you wanna bet the racetracks go away....
Of course, that still leaves most of us out in the cold because our big daddy Marc Pacehco has built his career on the shallow left bank of the bell curve.
But there is hope. I think things are changing. Peter Smulowitz, the guy who won the democratic primary for Scott Browns seat is a doctor who is vocally anti-casino - and he beat a pro-casino sitting house rep! (Now he just has to beat the republican nominee Richard Ross.) Michael T Kogut, a former attorney general is running for District Attorney in Western Mass on an anti-casino platform. Guess what? Apparently casinos cause crime. Surprise!
So let's all send an e-mail or letter today thanking those legislators on the right bank. Let's encourage them to stick to their positions and do the right thing. Sometimes that makes all the difference. Here's the list.
Ashe, Balser, Bosley, Brownsberger, Callahan, Conroy, Curran, D'Amico, Dykema, Evangelidis, Finegold, Garballey, Guyer, Hecht, Kaufman,
Madden, Malia, Patrick, Peake, Pignati, Polito, Provost, Rodrigues, Rogers, Rushing, Sanchez, Scaccia, Sciortino, Smizik, St. Fleur, Torrisi, Turner, Walz, Wolf, deMacedo, Smola.
Here's a great list compiled by Ryan Adams that really breaks down the bell curve.
Now, WRITE TO THE GOVERNOR!!
Maybe it was a salutation.
Your Stupid,
Slots DeLeo
I am proud and privileged to know you. I often think of my son and his friends who are young teens and the temptations of the casinos culture, slots, sports gambling and more drunks on the roads and I am scared. Hugs!
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