The SCOTUS abortion ballet

“enlisting private citizens to do what the State could not”

abortionIt’s not that I’m happy that the Texas state legislature passed legislation severely restricting abortion. It’s that I’m unsurprised. I’ve come to expect dreadful things from the Texas legislature – see its recent restrictive voting bill.

These bills were signed by its terrible, awful, not very good governor, Greg Abbott, who’s always in fierce contention with Florida’s Ron DeSantis as my least favorite state chief executive.

The latest bad law in Texas bans abortion as early as six weeks. For women with regular menstruation cycles, they have only two weeks after missing a period to determine pregnancy. This is before most people even know they are pregnant.

Vigilantes

Worse, the state law allows anyone to sue a person or organization that provides abortion care or even helps someone obtain an abortion. As Truthout notes: “The drafters of SB 8 established a novel scheme to prevent lawsuits against state officials by privatizing enforcement and deputizing private persons to sue people who provide abortions.

“The bill gives any non-governmental person the right to sue abortion providers and those who ‘aid and abet’ them, financially or otherwise… Defendants must pay plaintiffs who win their lawsuits a $10,000 bounty plus attorneys’ fees. In other words, Texas is bribing its residents to sue people who help women get abortions.”

This variation on vigilante justice is not only constitutionally dubious but potentially dangerous to the potential defendants. The targets “could include anyone — doctors, nurses, friends, spouses, parents, domestic violence counselors, clergy members or Uber drivers.” Given the rage people have over vaccine requirements and mask mandates, this is scary stuff. As VoteVets noted: “In a state with fewer restrictions on guns than on reproductive health care, that kind of vigilante justice is pretty terrifying.”

Supreme Court punts

So I’m furious with the SCOTUS abortion ballet. In a one-paragraph, unsigned order, the court acknowledged that the providers had “raised serious questions regarding the constitutionality of the Texas law.” But that was not enough to stop the law from going into effect. The court explained it’s because of the way the law operates.

Specifically, the court observed, it wasn’t clear whether the state officials – a judge and court clerk – and the anti-abortion activist whom the abortion providers had named as defendants “can or will seek to enforce the Texas law” against the providers in a way that would allow the court to get involved in the dispute at this stage.”

That’s legal mumbo jumbo for BS. As Chief Justice John Roberts notes, SCOTUS has allowed the state to allow the implementation of a law that could be unconstitutional. “The Court’s order is emphatic in making clear that it cannot be understood as sustaining the constitutionality of the law at issue.”

As Justice Sonia Sotomayor explained in dissent, the Texas “Legislature took the extraordinary step of enlisting private citizens to do what the State could not…The Court should not be so content to ignore its constitutional obligation to not only protect the rights of women but also the sanctity of its precedents and of the rule of law.”

Onerous

In a state that leads the country and much of the developed world in the rate of maternal mortality, women in Texas will now have to travel to another state to secure an abortion or resort to life-threatening back-alley coat-hanger abortions. There is no exception for rape or incest.

Biden said the Court’s [in]action in Woman’s Whole Health “unleashes unconstitutional chaos and empowers self-anointed enforcers to have devastating impacts.” He added, “Complete strangers will now be empowered to inject themselves in the most private and personal health decisions faced by women.”

Future

Does this mean that Roe v. Wade has been overturned? Not necessarily. This was a wuss non-action by SCOTUS. The Court will address Roe in a  Mississippi case soon. The Court’s actions in Texas DOES make me nervous about Roe’s future.

It’d be nice if Congress would pass the Women’s Health Protection Act, but I’m not encouraged. 

1981 #1s: I Know Every Song

2 H&O, 2 Blondie

Hall and OatesOften, there have been #1 songs, even in my lifetime, that I have never even heard of. Then there’s 1981 when I was in my late twenties, and I’ve heard every single track that reached the top of the Billboard pop charts.

All of them went gold. Four of them, as noted below, went platinum. I own at least half of them in a physical form; some you’ll even guess.

Physical – Olivia Newton-John, ten weeks at #1, platinum. #28 RB. As startling as transformation as the one Sandy went through in the movie Grease.

Bette Davis Eyes – Kim Carnes, nine non-consecutive weeks at #1. As I may have noted, Donna Weiss and Jackie DeShannon wrote this in 1974, and Jackie recorded it.

Endless Love – Diana Ross and Lionel Richie, nine weeks at #1,  platinum. #1 RB for seven weeks. The title song from a Brooke Shields movie I had never heard of.

Arthur’s Theme (Best That You Can Do) – Christopher Cross, three weeks at #1. He was HUGE for a very short time.

Kiss On My List – Daryl Hall and John Oates, three weeks at #1. I can’t resist singing the harmony vocals of this song.

Two weeks at #1

Jessie’s Girl – Rick Springfield. I never even watched General Hospital, yet I knew he was on it.

I Love A Rainy Night  – Eddie Rabbit. #1 on the country charts for a week.

9 to 5 – Dolly Parton. Also #1 on the country charts for a week. I enjoyed the movie with Parton, Jane Fonda, Lily Tomlin, and Dabney Coleman.

Private Eyes – Daryl Hall and John Oates. Love the handclaps.

Rapture – Blondie. Also #33 RB.

Celebration – Kool and the Gang, platinum. Also #1 for six weeks RB. The #1 song in my short-lived disco dancing phase.

Morning Train (Nine to Five) – Sheena Easton. Another 9 to 5 song!

A single week at the top

The Tide Is High – Blondie.

Keep On Loving You – REO Speedwagon, platinum. Friends of mine referred to them as REO Spudwagon.

Medley: Intro “Venus”/Sugar, Sugar/No Reply/I’ll Be Back/Drive My Car/Do You Want to Know a Secret/We Can Work It Out/I Should Have Known Better/Nowhere Man/You’re Going to Lose That Girl – Stars on 45. “This single with its 41-word title continues to hold the record for a #1 single with the longest name on the Billboard charts, due to the legalities requiring each song title be listed.”

the One That You Love – Air Supply.

Cave Inn Coffeehouse in New Paltz

Main Street

mulled ciderSomething triggered a recollection of my days at New Paltz. During the 1975-76 school year, after I broke up with the Okie, then dropped out of college for a semester, I lived in a coffeehouse.

It was called the Cave Inn, something I didn’t remember the name until helped by a New Paltz alumni group. What I DO remember is the address, 143 Main Street, right next to the bus station. It was run by the Student Christian Center, under the leadership of Paul Wiley. But the music played every weekend wasn’t generally overtly Christian.

The residents’ jobs were to rent to set up, serve cider during the event, and clean up afterward. It was not a heavy lift, and I felt that the rent was quite reasonable. This setup went on for a number of years before and after my time there.

That year, I lived with two guys, both named Mike, one blondish and the other brunet. For some reason, they actively hated each other. They yelled a lot, and at least once, chairs were thrown. I tried to be the peacemaker, usually without much success.

The dark-haired Mike sang Alice Restaurant at least once at the coffeehouse. I have a specific recollection of people singing Take It To The Limit by the Eagles, and me being singing the high harmony, usually beyond my reach.

Culture break

The one problem is that Paul wouldn’t let us stay during the winter break, though I could leave my stuff there. I had no other place to live. My parents had moved to Charlotte, NC in 1974. So I stayed in Queens, NYC with my mother’s aunt Charlotte Yates for three weeks.

I went to a few cultural things with Charlotte, but far more with her sister Ida Berman. She was an accomplished photographer. It was probably the first time I had gone to at least a half dozen museums and art galleries.

Meeting Paul

When I first attended New Paltz in 1971, I was having serious doubts about the efficacy of Christianity. Yet I would occasionally hang out at the Christian Student Center on Plattekill Avenue, where Paul worked and I think lived. I wasn’t going to church, but I guess I wanted to be Christian-adjacent.

In the fall of 1974, when the Okie and I were breaking up, it became clear to me that there was no way I could finish my five courses. I just didn’t have it in me. But it was after the midterm point. One could not drop courses unless one had been seeing a professional: a doctor, or psychologist, or the like.

Or a pastor. I don’t know that I had been talking to Paul specifically about my immediate difficulties; I just don’t know. But he signed off on the form, and on December 4, I was able to withdraw from two classes. I received an A and two B’s and 2 W’s, I think, though I could look it up.

And ever since, every December 4, I remember that, sometimes, you just have to give up. Quit. Resign. It was a useful life lesson.

Coda

After I moved out of 143 Main Street, I moved into 145 Main Street, the large house in front of the Cave Inn. I’m told it was the Agonian Sorority House until it was sold. It’s now the New Paltz Hostel, according to Trulia. I met a friend there I’m still in touch with.

 

Actor Mark Harmon turns 70

2nd annual “Sexiest Man Alive.”

Mark HarmonIn the summer of 2021, Ken Levine answered the question, “What are familiar, long-running shows that you’ve never seen…?” Ken replied: “Never seen an episode of NCIS. (How can there be so many murders in the Navy?)”

For over a decade, this was true of me as well. The 2003 spinoff of JAG, another Navy show just didn’t seem to be my cuppa. But then my daughter started watching it a few years ago. Like a good parent, I had to check it out.

The star was/is Mark Harmon as Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, head of his NCIS team. I have known who he was since he played college football. His father Tom was a college player, then a long-time sportscaster. When Tom was announcing the UCLA games, he referred to his son as “Quarterback”, as he did not want to call Mark by name. The nickname stuck.

From the IMDB, his first credit was on a show called Ozzie’s Girls.”Back in 1963, [Mark’s sister] Kristin, who was then 18, married pop star Ricky Nelson. And Nelson was the son of Ozzie and Harriet Nelson, two iconic stars from the early days of television. The two starred in The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet,” with their real-life sons Dave and pop star Ricky.

Career

Mark Harmon appeared in a number of TV shows and ads for products such as Coors beer. He caught my attention as Dr. Robert Caldwell in the medical show St. Elsewhere in the early 1980s.

In 1986, he was chosen as People Magazine’s second annual “Sexiest Man Alive.” That same year, he was astonishingly good playing the attractive serial killer Ted Bundy in the miniseries The Deliberate Stranger.

I may have seen him in other programs, but I specifically remember his excellent portrayal as Secret Service Agent Simon Donovan in four episodes of The West Wing in 2002.

In the past season of NCIS, the 18th, Gibbs was in a diminished role on the show. Meanwhile, the program brought in the character Marcie Warren, an investigative journalist, for five episodes. She was played by Pam Dawber, Harmon’s wife since 1987. Harmon was convinced to stay with NCIS for a “handful” of episodes in season 19.

Real-life hero

You may recall that in 1996, he “risked his life to save two teenage boys who were involved in a car accident outside of his home. Harmon used a sledgehammer from his garage to break the window out of their car, then pulled them free so they wouldn’t be burned to death, while his wife, Pam Dawber, called 911. He made every effort to downplay his role in saving their lives.

“‘None of that happens without Pam walking up the street and investigating it further. I don’t see it as any thought process. Either you do or you don’t. If the car blows up and kills me and the kids in the car, then you’d be doing this interview with my wife about how stupid it was.'”

Midnight: Pet talking to me

hissing fit

Another prompt.

One day, your pet turns to you and begins talking. What does it say?

Midnight, 2015
Midnight, 2015

[It wouldn’t surprise me at all, the pet talking to me. I gather he has quite a lot to say.]

First, I’m really annoyed that you people took so long picking me out from the store. If you all had picked me out that first day you saw me, you could have kept me and my BFF together. But you procrastinated! No wonder I’m so neurotic.

Of course, it wasn’t ALL your fault that I’m the way I am. My birth family was not very nice. Still, I was pretty happy with you people. That is until you brought in that OTHER cat. You were probably smart to keep us apart early on because I would have beaten the crap out of her. As it is, I still mix it up with her occasionally to remind her that I AM the alpha cat.

And that unimaginative name you people gave me! Midnight, indeed. At least it’s better than what you told me your maternal grandmother used to do. She had a series of black cats and called every cat Blackie.

Because of my neuroses, and getting “fixed”, as you euphemistically call it, I just don’t like people in lab coats. At some level, I know that my behavior, which has made the vet ban me from his office, is not to my long-term benefit. But a feline has to do what a feline has to do.

As to my complaints: you don’t feed me nearly enough. I know that evil vet says I weigh too much. Phooey on that! It’s not like I weigh 20 pounds or something. And I HATE that rolly-polly little feeder toy designed to make me eat slower. It is VERY undignified! No wonder I chew on the window curtains; I’m practically wasting away to nothing.

Anti vac

Also, you should just get rid of that vacuum cleaner! I DON’T like it. It’s noisy and wants to take my fur!

You seem displeased when I lie down in the middle of the floor or in the entryway to a room. I just want you to notice me! Hey, you can just step over me. I MIGHT not claw you, or maybe I will?

I suppose I should explain that week when I hissed at you a lot earlier this year. You had picked up a red shirt, and like a bull in an arena, I reacted. It reminded me of a rag that my birth family used to hit me with. I still like to glare at you, just to keep you in line.

But I had to stop harassing you for a number of reasons. You’re the one most likely to scratch under my chin. I like your lap to sit on the best. And you feed me a little more than the woman does. So I’m sad when you keep me out of your office. You should be holding me rather than writing in your stupid blog. Where are your priorities, human?

I’ll admit I was a little scared when I ventured outside a couple of years ago. But you went looking for me, so that’s a plus for you.

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