Thursday, December 18, 2008

Tragedy of the commons




Why? Why are we consumed by consuming? Why do we have to make more things, bigger things? Why do we have to create jobs that are complete dead ends? What kind of progress will we get from hiring engineers to make water slides when they could be pondering progressive infrastructures and green buildings? We're digging and we're getting nowhere. I'd be okay with paying for something productive, but water parks? Baseball stadiums? Polar bear exhibits? Instead of putting them in cages, let's create jobs for people dedicated to finding ways to keep these beings alive in their natural habitats.

It's all backwards. And nobody seems to get it. Short term gains without consideration for long term consequences.

About abortion.

Planned Parenthood is in hot water.

On Dec. 3, a nurse employed at the Bloomington Planned Parenthood was suspended without pay after a tape surfaced showing her advising an alleged 13-year-old pregnant girl to lie about her age and the age of her 31-year-old boyfriend to avoid being reported to the police. The nurse then told the girl how to go across state lines to get an abortion without the consent of her parents.

Since then, an official investigation was conducted and that nurse has been fired, because in the state of Indiana, anyone under the age of 13 who is having sex must be reported to the police and Child Protective Services, as there could be a case of child abuse and/or statutory rape.

The catch is that the 13-year-old girl in the video was actually a 21-year-old UCLA student named Lila Rose. Rose travels to different Planned Parenthoods around the country and poses as a young teenager who needs help with a serious problem. Her objective, she says, is to catch Planned Parenthood covering up the abuse of young girls, which she claims the organization has been doing for years.

Initially, I was upset with Rose’s deceit and with the outcome of the situation, seeing as how the employee, who has given me helpful consultation in the past, lost her job in trying to help a young girl avoid a painful, unwanted pregnancy.

But yesterday, yet another video was released documenting the same situation in Indianapolis, and my frustration is now split between Planned Parenthood’s lack of caution and Lila Rose’s pro-life driven attacks on an organization that has helped many women for years. Most frustrating is that Rose is using the claim that she wants to protect young girls as leverage, when really, her intention is to hurt Planned Parenthood and draw negative attention to abortion rights.

It is disheartening that Planned Parenthood employees are not obeying the law. This is a clear demonstration that they are unaware of where their loyalty to their customers ends and where moral and legal obligation begins. What they offer is affordable, easy to access, confidential consultation on issues that are already incredibly controversial, especially in Indiana. Knowing this, they should be taking every step to ensure that their much needed services continue to be provided, and that they leave no wiggle room for mistakes. They will always have people on their back, waiting for them to slip up with evidence to support anti-abortion agendas. Perhaps the organization needed something like this to put them back in the mindset of carefully and mindfully considering each and every case and treating it with caution and care.

But Rose has not suggested there be any retraining of employees. Instead, she suggests the organization lose its government funding all together.

“Our goal is to expose to the public what’s going on in these clinics,” she said. “I would like to see Planned Parenthood convicted for its many abuses and de-funded. It’s an outrage that an organization covering up the sex abuse of young girls has a third of its budget propped up by taxpayer money.”

What a horrible thing to have happen.

Planned Parenthood is not the abuser in this situation, nor are they at fault for the numerous instances of abuse that happen each year. In fact, Planned Parenthood is partially responsible for lowering the abortion rate, which, in Sept., the Alan Guttmacher Institute reported is at its lowest since 1974. What types of things prevent early pregnancy? Sex education programs, easy to access contraceptives and health care, social acceptance of sexual expression, and government support that helps teens get information and confidential services. Planned Parenthood provides each and every one of these things, and has therefore played a huge role in actually reducing the abortion rate.

If Planned Parenthood goes, I would estimate that the number of teen pregnancies would rise and so would the number of abortions.

So Planned Parenthood does so many great things for its customers. They provide sex education, contraceptives, and consultation to help prevent unwanted pregnancies and promote healthy sex lives.

Personally, I’d like to know how many clinics Rose went to that did report her, and chose not to consult her without taking the appropriate legal action first. My guess would be that Planned Parenthood does more good than bad.

But these videos do represent a problem, and no one could argue that allowing a possible account of statutory rape to go unreported is excusable. But if Rose really gave a damn about helping young people stay safe, she’d never suggest Planned Parenthood lose any funding. Instead, she would take a more progressive approach and suggest the organization retrain its employees and revamp its approach toward confidentiality, because there are young people everywhere who are in dire need of help.

And while I agree that in both situations, the nurse should have made a report, and while Planned Parenthood needs to take more caution when dealing with these kinds of sensitive situations, there have got to be better ways to prevent teen victimization that don’t involve wild claims against Planned Parenthood or getting people fired.

So how else can we focus our attention on improving the sexual safety of our young ones? How about donating money to an organization like the Child Abuse Prevention Organization? How about actively participating in spreading information about the signs of abuse and how parents can prevent it? How about becoming a mentor? How about investing in sound sex education that emphasizes the importance of using protection?

Since the Indianapolis video was released, the Indiana attorney general’s office has been asked by Jackie Walorski, a republican Indiana state representative, to look into Planned Parenthood’s activities. I can only hope that this leads to an awakening for the organization. I can only hope they will become more careful and law abiding.

But you have to wonder, what are the chances a real 13-year-old girl who got mixed up with a 31-year-old man is going to come forward to talk about her problem now? How many young girls have been scared away from doing so, knowing they could become national news? How many 8th graders are going to carry the child of a grown man because they were too afraid they would have to talk to the police if they went to Planned Parenthood?

There are so many more positive ways Rose could focus her energy. She has successfully ruined the life of one at least one employee and says there are more tapes that will be released soon. In return, Rose has gotten more news coverage than any of us will ever have. If she really wanted to help people, she’d put her focus elsewhere, toward the real offenders, and toward helping the girls who need it. Instead she is lying, deceiving and adding fuel to a fire that is already blazing across the nation, and the young people who need all the good things Planned Parenthood offers are the ones getting burned.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Travels.



















































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Monday, December 15, 2008

Yule (b)log

Yule is this Sunday. If you don't know what that is, I suggest you look it up. I wish I could celebrate properly, but I will be traveling. Despite that, I think I'll decorate here and there. I have no tree or wreaths or twinkle lights, but I think I'll go find some pine needles and steep them in tea. And I'll wish for good tidings and bright days ahead.

Blessed be.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Hungry.

All of my brain juices are gone. But I'll try anyway.

I've spent the last hour or so looking at NYC apartments online. Who knows if visualizing really helps, but I doubt it can hurt. Seems the cheapest they before they become downright dirty is around $1,500 a month. One day. One day soon.

This last week was a long one. It was the week before finals and it was supposed to be relatively mellow, but I had two papers due and an article to finish. The papers should be A material and the article went front and center (finally). I'd been working on it for more than a month and they kept sending me back to the drawing board before I finally gave up and started over from scratch. Sometimes you have to wipe the slate clean to end up with a good finished product. Sometimes your first try is crap. The story was about the culture centers on campus and the inequity they experience in both their funding and support from the University. I was pleased with the way it came out. My friend Tyler read it while we were closing the Deli last night. He gave me the greatest compliment a journalist can receive: "You are quite objective in this."

I am applying here and there and everywhere for summer internships. I've already got a story idea for my spring internship at the Herald Times, and I hope to start gathering the pieces relatively soon. I don't want to go in there and take orders. I want to leave with at least three extremely strong clips to send out to employers.

It's been snowing and it's so chilly. I like the winter sometimes. In a few months, I'll hate it for sure, but right now it's kind of nice. With the approaching holiday, I feel cheery. I'll feel even more so when my finals are over next week and I get to spend break with both my family and Spencer's. I'm going to Chicago for Christmas but we're going to Colorado for New Years.

I drove my friend Scott home tonight from work and we talked about all the camping equipment he's bought over the past few months. He's planning for when the world collapses and people have to start surviving rather than living. I told him I was coming to his house when it all ended. Really, I think I'll buy a tent when I get around to it.

Adios. Ciao.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Cars and moons.

I personally can't wait to see these new cars hit the market. And I can't wait until they become commonplace. Some would argue that we should bailout Detroit because of the number of people who will be losing their jobs otherwise. Others argue we should bailout Detroit because we bailed out Wallstreet. Both are valid suggestions, but I think we can take the people who lose their jobs in Detroit and give them new jobs in green development. The auto industry is going under anyway, eventually. Why not get ahead of the game and start working toward something we really need - green products, green energy, green housing, green transportation.

I'm really pleased with Obama's apparent determination to make headway on the environment. His environmental team seems sound, and he's met with Al Gore, which raised plenty of eyebrows. What I like is that he doesn't seem to care. He doesn't seem to be pulled around by the people in his administration, or the people who criticise him. I feel like he will make serious changes that could have huge impacts.

I don't know about anyone else, but I feel bad when I drive my car. I think there's something wrong when we're poisoning the earth every time we go to and from work.

I'm drinking some tea and listening to good music here at 9:30 in the morning on a Thursday. I work this evening, and again tomorrow evening. Saturday and Sunday are reserved for writing and studying for my two remaning exams. Friday is devoted to calling newspapers and sending out resumes. A friend of mine got an internship at the Wall Street Journal. He was excited. I got scared.

But, I'm not so much anymore. My faith has returned in the same way the moon does after a few days of darkness. And tomorrow it's a full one, so maybe I'll get some good news.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Messages that make your day.

Dear Jessica,

Well done! Congratulations again.

This represents a lot of work. Can you do a follow-on series to document
the progress?

What is the possibility of your writing opinion columns for the next
semester? Can you do both at the same time?

Is one paid for both types of writing at your paper?

How do you obtain feedback from your readers?

Is there a group of colleagues on the "news side" of the paper that
regularly read and offer comment on your work?

Do you have a "news editor" that is one of the permanent staff of the paper?


Do you have a formal journalism class/club that, as a matter of practice,
reads and critiques the work of the membership?

There does come a time when you (and your work) come to a level of
maturity/accomplishment that your self-assessment becomes your best
standard. I assume that much of what you might receive from your readers is
in the category of approval/disapproval, not the critique of the format or
process used in generating the article.

Well, importantly, I am eager to learn more about your profession, one that
is as important as ever in undergirding our evolving democratic society.

As a society with all its warts and wounds and wrinkles, we shall be in very
good hands, if you, and others of similar mind, energy, experience, and
motivation, continue to hold the pen!

Admiration and Love,

Grandpa

Monday, December 1, 2008

Tis the season

I should be working on an essay, but I think it's important to take a moment to write when inspiration strikes.

I'm sitting at The Spoon with a hot cup of their amazing coffee (it's like I'm biting right in to a coffee bean, except there's no bitter aftertaste). It's snowing outside - small wet specks that stick to my clothes and leave me a drippy puddle when I walk in to a heated room. It's not really sticking to the ground much. There's a slight white layer, but I suspect it will be gone by this evening.
I just ate two over easy eggs, some toast and a few strips of greasy bacon. Now I'm full and sleepy. I wish today were like yesterday. Spencer and I slept in until noon and worked at our leisure. The absence of time constraints and pressure was nice, but today life is once again split in to chunks of time - the empty ones are the most valuable and yet I manage to fill them quite quickly.
The man next to me just got his food. He ordered a broccoli, bacon and cheese omelet and a pancake. He opened his napkin and spread it on his lap and let out a big sigh and looked at his food. Then he plunged his fork in to the omelet and began to eat.
I love breakfast. I love the smell of it and I love the time of day when it is eaten. Mornings are crisp and promising. The best days are when you have very little to do, at all. I like to spend those days in bookstores, scouring the shelves for interesting stuff. I usually don't buy much, but I sit for a long time. I think bookstores are some of the most comforting places for me. I can't wait to pick up a good book when the semester ends, when I actually have time for it.

Thanksgiving was nice. Most of the family was in Lafayette. Rikki brought her friend Haley. Uncle John was missing, though, as was Lindsey and the rest of the Massachusetts family. It seems nothing really changes at my Grandma's house. No matter how old I am, the feeling is always the same when I come home.

This is the season for comfort. Everyone is looking for a source of heat, and family can be such a fantastic way to stay warm.

I think this Winter will be okay. Probably it will be long, but okay. It's my last in Bloomington and I plan on making it a good one. The Union has lights that run up its side that when lit, look like candle sticks. I drove by them the other night and realized how much I'm going to miss this place. I've found so much of myself here. I know I'll be changing, but I really enjoy the person I've become in Bloomington.

Time for class.


Cheers.