Requiem for the American Dream | Documentary

If you haven’t yet watched it, I highly recommend the documentary Requiem for the American Dream starring Noam Chomsky. The soft-spoken, kindly Chomsky explains the hard truths of inequality. In a nutshell, wealth and power do not play nice with democracy…

Requiem for the American Dream – Official Trailer

“This well-paced and cogent seminar spotlights a man who, now 87, seems at the height of his intellectual powers”~ NEW YORK TIMES CRITICS’ PICK

“A provocative X-ray of current American political realities” ~

“A must see…a much needed punch in America’s gut” ~ Indiewire

“One of the best entry points to the discussion of inequality” ~ The Hollywood Reporter

“A lucid analysis that’s breathtaking in its simplicity, and all the more scary for it” ~ Time Out NY

“Couldn’t be more timely” ~ Toronto Star

The 10 Principles of Concentration of Wealth & Power

Requiem of the American Dream outlines the “10 Principles of Wealth & Power.”

  1. Reduce Democracy
  2. Shape Ideology
  3. Redesign the Economy
  4. Shift the Burden (of taxes)
  5. Attack Solidarity
  6. Run the Regulators
  7. Engineer Elections
  8. Keep the Rabble in Line (anti-unions)
  9. Manufacture Consent
  10. Marginalize the Population (people don’t matter)

Activism for Change

In the end, Chomsky doesn’t leave us without hope. A committed activist throughout his life, he points to the mechanism for change:

“The Activists are the people who have created the rights we enjoy.” ~ Noam Chomsky

Noam Chomsky is considered the most influential American intellectual of our time. Requiem for the American Dream is available on Netflix.

Bernie Goes to the Vatican

A short story by JoAnn Chateau… humor, dogs, a tiny bit of politics…

Gus’s next door neighbor, Lacey Cooper, dropped Chester off early that morning, before light. Not only did she have the dog in tow, her arms had been laden with dog paraphernalia: toys, food and water bowls, an old towel, zip-lock bags of kibble and treats, a tote bag full of plastic grocery bags, notebook with important phone numbers, and a miniature dog house with a handle on the roof!

Normally Lace worked from home. The next three days, however, she was conducting a workshop at a regional ROE conference. Radical Online Entrepreneurs. Something about social media and building “community.”

She had been wired! Gus wondered. Too much coffee? Public speaking anxiety? Surrogate child separation?

There had been instructions. Most of them common sense. Gus gathered that Chester was more or less like a high-functioning toddler. It was important to remember he could walk, and run. Always use a leash. Keep the water bowl full and fresh. The mini dog house was Chester’s “safe place” to rest. Pick up and dispose of Chester’s poop. Wait a minute.

Apparently, there were dog-walking protocols. When Gus looked aghast, Lace had been adamant. “It’s the law!”

There was the parting ritual. Lacey solemnly lifted the fluffy, chubby-looking dog, held him to her chest in a two-armed bear hug, swayed back and forth exactly four times, and planted a kiss on each side of the dog’s furry face. For Chester’s part, he obligingly turned his head from side to side to recieve the kisses, then licked her chin in return. Finally, Lacey squeezed him like a bundle of Charmin bathroom tissue, and gently returned Chester to the floor.

Chester stood placidly, cool as a cucumber. He knew the routine, remaining stoic for Lacey’s sake.

Closing the door behind his departed neighbor, Gus held still for several beats, listening. No whining. Thank God. He looked down, about to say, “Good boy,” but stopped.

Chester’s eyes sparkled, his tail wagged vigorously, as if… with conspiratorial glee. Gus thought, “If this dog thinks he’s going to have an adventure, he better have low excitement standards.”

Gus planned to go online. And let the dog sleep.

With his computer and television connected, Gus could view Internet videos on the TV’s wide screen. Somehow Chester ended up in his lap. They had gotten into Bernie Sanders video clips.

Sanders had been invited to address the Pontifical Academy of Social Sciences on “A Moral Economy.” He had abandoned the campaign trail in New York in order to fly to the Vatican and give his speech. They watched the full-length video. Gus, raised Catholic, was impressed. Chester yawned.

From the Vatican high-point, to this week: Brooklyn-born Sanders lost the New York Primary. Badly. Gus shook his head grimly. No matter how it seemed God smiled upon The Bern, earthly powers snatched away any advantage. If Bernie lost the Democrat nomination, how would the Calling play out? In his gut, Gus knew that Destiny was laid upon the shoulders of one Bernard Sanders. “To Hell with the others,” the war-torn veteran growled lowly.

As if in response, Chester gave a subtle “woof.” Gus appreciated the Little Guy’s consensus. Chester hoped the Big Guy understood that a walk should be imminent. Sensing they needed cheering up from Bernie’s New York shellacking, Gus asked the dog, “Ready to go outside?” Chester’s body tensed. His eyes gleamed.

Before Gus knew what was happening, Chester used Gus’s left thigh like a launch pad (ouch!) and sailed through the air. The dog’s shimmering white fluff flowed and rippled back like the cape of a super-hero. (Gus couldn’t be sure he really saw that.) Projecting past the perimeter of the carpet, Chester landed on the bare floor boards with a resounding thud. He turned about neatly, looking to Gus. Why was the Big Guy still sitting?

Gus hustled the best he could (without knee caps) to the pile of dog gear lying near the door. He snagged the leash with the red box, snapping the service end to the dog’s collar. Chester danced back and forth excitedly. Gus quickly counted out four plastic grocery bags and jammed them into his right hip pocket. He lunged, grabbed the handle, and wrenched the door open.

Chester stood stock still.

Gus quickly grasped he was supposed to go first. He stepped through the door smartly. Chester bounded after him. And beyond. The dog leash spun out of the red box like a fishing reel! Intending to lock the door behind them, Gus just managed to close it.

Chester had immediately darted around the board fence that shielded the patio. Out of sight, the 20-pound dog rapidly built momentum. When he reached the end of the 25-foot leash, all happening so fast, Gus was caught off balance. Nearly plunging to the cruelly hard cement, Gus grabbed at the outdoor grill as he swept past. His long frame folded over it with a whipping motion. The grill crumpled to the ground, crashing loudly. But breaking his fall. Somewhat.

Gus limply rolled onto his back. To regroup his body parts. Squirrels chattered angrily in the tree boughs above. Gus continued to grip the leash handle firmly. That showed presence of mind, he congratulated himself.

Testing for neck injury, Gus slowly turned his head to one side. Chester was peeking at him with one eye from behind the patio fence. Keeping cover while surveying the damage. Gus let out a weak chuckle. With that cue, Chester padded softly to Gus and offered his commiseration.

Sometimes, even Big Guys take a fall, Chester pondered. And when they do… POW! He licked Gus’s nose, which was turning blue and shiney.

To read more of The Chester Chronicles, go to The Chester Chronicles.

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Bernie and the Little Bird

A short story by JoAnn Chateau… humor, dogs, a tiny bit of politics…

Augustine Ambrosi, known to most simply as Gus, was tall, lean and muscular. Yet he lumbered to his living room recliner. It was a wonder he could walk at all. No knee caps.

The TV was on. MSNBC. Not so Progressive anymore, he reflected. But he could stand Rachel Maddow.

Chester hesitated nearby. He was unsure if he should make himself comfortable in the other armchair, or hop into the Big Guy’s lap. It was the first time he had been left on his own to keep Gus company.

Gus pointed at him. “Lie down,” came the gruff command. Oh… the floor.

Hunkering down with his belly to the carpet, Chester continued to scrutinize Gus. What, if anything, would be required next? Would treats be involved?

Operating the remote, Gus found a recorded past-episode of Maddow. While he got it going he glanced at Chester, who was watching him. “Why you staring at me? Don’t you want to watch TV? High definition.” Gus sighed. It was one thing to babysit a dog. Must he entertain it, also?

Chester wagged his tail and smiled agreeably. Briefly assessing the dog, Gus decided the bared teeth were not aggressive. He returned his eyes to the television.

What the hell was this? Bernie Sanders had a little bird on his podium. The crowd was going wild. Sanders was smiling beatifically.

Gus sat up straighter and hurriedly grabbed the remote to back-track the recording. From his floor position, Chester observed the Big Guy’s animated movements with interest. He perked his ears, ready for anything. Did Gus need a walk?

Grinning, Gus now pointed at the TV. “Freaking Saint Francis of Assisi!”

“Look!” He gestured. It was an unfamiliar command to Chester. What did the Big Guy expect him to do?

Abruptly, Gus leaned over and reached for the dog. Matching his speed, Chester rose and stepped back, just out of reach. “Come here, come here,” Gus waggled his fingers.

Was Gus ready for therapy? If that’s all he needed…. Chester approached readily (Gus was a war vet, not the pokey kind). He was prepared to be petted.

But therapy was not it. Gus raised him up, all right, then put him straight back on the floor facing the opposite direction. Chester craned his head over his shoulder to look at Gus inquiringly.

“There!” Gus waved one hand in the direction of the TV. No longer held in place by two hands, Chester immediately turned around to face the Big Guy, to better attend his every word.

“That’s not right. Here, here.” Gus stretched forward from the recliner to get a firm grip on the thing. It felt warm, and surprisingly sturdy, under that fluffy white cushion of fur. Maybe it was useful… as a living dust mop?

Chester was lifted awkwardly from the floor, his hind quarters higher than his head. But he didn’t complain. It looked like he was getting the lap position!

Once in the lap, he was set to observe Gus’s face for further cues. But the Big Guy only turned him around again. Facing outward, away from Gus, Chester wondered if he was supposed to be on sentry duty. Normally, Alphas didn’t do that job.

“Look,” Gus repeated. “Here, I’ll rewind the show again. You’re missing it.” Gus worked the remote. “Look, Bernie Sanders,” he pointed with the remote. “A foot away from him, a birrrd,” he intoned with emphasis. “Right on his podium. In the middle of a huge rally. A little birrrd.

Chester quivered with anticipation. A bird? Indoors?

Gus saw Chester understood. “That’s right. On the TV. Bernie and a little bird.” He added with a chuckle, “An ordinary sparrow, I think.” He gave Chester’s back a rub.

He was on the lap and the Big Guy was in a happy mood, Chester noted with satisfaction. Maybe there would be snacking later. Or sooner.

Relaxed, Chester quickly figured out the “bird” was only a small, fuzzy, gray blob on the TV screen. The Big Guy seemed to think it was important. Chester didn’t intend to burst his bubble. He settled into viewing the show with Gus, content.

Now, the man on TV, the guy Gus called “Bernie,” he was the real star, mused Chester. Of course, it takes one to know one; probably why Gus didn’t get it. But this Bernie guy had a special “something” blasting out of him…. He was good, Chester decided.

Bernie was talking about free school. Chester had attended school. He had rapidly excelled, only needing to go once. The instructor had called him Mr. Congenial. His human, Lacey, had gushed, “He always listens to me at home.” A fond memory.

The bird again. (Gus kept replaying the scene.) Now Bernie was talking about world peace. Chester drifted into a peaceful snooze… that did not last long.

By the tone of his voice, Chester gathered that Gus had entered lecture mode. It was only polite to listen, so Chester dutifully roused himself.

Seeing he had the dog’s attention, Gus continued enthusiastically, “Bernie Sanders… a political revolution… yada… get money out of politics… restore democracy… yada, yada… universal health care… together, we can do anything….” And on.

Chester got it. Gus liked Bernie, too. Chester beamed at the Big Guy – for catching on.

Unaware he was beaming back, Gus noted, “You seem to agree, Little Guy.” He added, “You’re really smart.”

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“Where to Invade Next” Will Spur an American Human Rights Upgrade

Michael Moore’s latest movie Where to Invade Next may inspire a new generation of American expats. Or, as Moore intends, it will spur a clarion call for upgraded human rights here in the United States. From the movie trailer:

My Mission? I will invade countries (with names I can mostly pronounce), take the things we need from them, and bring it all back home… because we have problems no army can solve.

Michael Moore

A Controversial Take on America?

Common Dreams is quite supportive of Moore’s Where to Invade next.

Michael Moore Says His New Movie Will Change America (Link)

Filmmaker Michael Moore on Friday is launching the national release of his new documentary Where to Invade Next, which is said to be both his happiest and “most subversive” movie yet.

In the film, Moore travels to countries throughout Europe and also Tunisia to “pry loose from them the tools they’ve been using to make their countries happy, shiny places,” he writes, with the goal of “show[ing] millions of Americans what these countries have been hiding from us.” Such tools range from eight weeks paid vacation in Italy, to a year of paid maternity leave in Scandinavia, to women with “true equality and power” in Tunisia, to trusting prisons in Norway. […]

— Lauren McCauley, Common Dreams

The National Review didn’t think Where to Invade next was funny. Nor does it like Moore’s comedic “progeny.” (All the guys I love!)

Michael Moore’s Chucklehead Itinerary (Link)

Billed as “A New Comedy,” Michael Moore’s Where to Invade Next is ungenerous and condescending. Those unfunny characteristics typify propaganda just as they also describe the sorry state of contemporary political humor, which has declined in this millennium, and Moore is largely to blame. Since his first distorted documentary, Roger and Me, in 1989, he’s used stridency, partisanship, and snark to despoil an art form and demean political discourse.

Moore’s jovial pretense is immediately divisive. He starts with a satirical proposition about American foreign policy: “On January 2, I was quietly summoned to the Pentagon to meet with the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Each branch was represented: the Army, the Air Force, the Marines. ‘Michael,’ they said, ‘we don’t know what the fuck we’re doing.’” His casual anti-military jibe introduces the film’s premise: Moore, the bumptious American, visits global sites of bloodless social revolution: Finland, Norway, Iceland, Italy, France, Slovenia, Tunisia, Portugal. He seeks counterpoints to what the United States has repeatedly done wrong. Where to Invade Next is millionaire Moore’s goofball imitation of President Obama’s 2009 European trunk show, which has been described as an apology tour.

No matter that Moore’s anti-Americanism turns into sentimental patriotism at the film’s other end — both positions are shallow, and neither is credible. Moore’s only distinction as a maker of documentaries (mockumentaries, really — mocking the idea of journalistic fairness and thorough reporting) is that he doesn’t care to be convincing. Like his imperious TV progeny Jon Stewart, Bill Maher, Stephen Colbert, and John Oliver, Moore preaches to the choir. […]

Armond White, National Review

It’s no secret. The United States has yet to make the Top Ten in the World Happiness Report. I imagine that is the simple point Moore is trying to emphasize with this film.

If you have seen Where to Invade Next – please leave your impressions in the comments. When I have a chance to see this film, I’ll give it a star rating.

“Where to Invade Next” Will Spur an American Human Rights Upgrade was originally published on Aware & Fair

Bernie Sanders Like an Old Testament Prophet at Liberty University

Sen. Bernie Sanders’ convocation address at Liberty University this morning was perfect. It was the closest the students will come to hearing a Jewish Old Testament prophet.Continue reading “Bernie Sanders Like an Old Testament Prophet at Liberty University”

Lawrence Lessig as Referendum President?

Dr. Lawrence Lessig is considering a 2016 run as Referendum President. The idea is that, assuming Lessig won the election, his sole objective would be to pass the Citizen Equality Act, which would abolish corruption (pretty much) and restore true democracy to our country.

With that accomplished, Lessig would then resign from the presidency. The vice-president would take over as president. With corruption abolished and democracy restored, this president and the Congress would at last be free to deal effectively with the many urgent issues that concern Americans.

The Citizen Equality Act

The Citizen Equality Act aims to eradicate corruption from our political system by implementing three fundamental reforms:

  • Equal right to vote
  • Equal representation (goodbye, gerrymandering)
  • Citizen funded elections (it would also close the Revolving Door between government service and work as a lobbyist)

Lessig has long promoted the truth that corruption in our political system is the paramount problem of our country. Until corruption is fixed, our political system cannot work as it should, representing the people (not just the wealthy elite).

Lessig makes the powerful argument for a Referendum President here:

For more background, the following resources:

Larry Lessig Believes Democracy Is Screwed. So He’s Running for President to Save It. (Link)

WASHINGTON — Larry Lessig, a well-known legal theorist and political activist, is taking the plunge into electoral politics, announcing on Tuesday that he will formally explore a run for the presidency in 2016 as a Democrat. ~ Sam Stein, Hufington Post


Here’s the idea we’re going to test: a Referendum President, a candidate who runs for president, making a single promise that if elected he would serve as long as it takes, but only as long as it takes, to pass fundamental reform to finally achieve citizen equality. Once that reform is passed, this president would step down, and the elected vice-president would become president to fill out his term. The candidate is the referendum. The campaign is for that referendum. ~ Lessig 2016

Finally, the big question…

Could the Referendum President Idea Really Work?

As much as I admire Dr. Lawrence Lessig, I don’t see how he could possibly be elected. It’s just too radical of an idea.

However, I do hope Lessig does run on this platform. Between him and Sanders, the mainstream media would just about be forced to report on political corruption, and other important issues. What might happen from there?

What do you think would come of a Lessig run for Referendum President? Let it out in the comments.

Doug Hughes’ Democracy Club

Doug Hughes in his gyrocopter.

Doug Hughes, an actual USPS mailman, landed his own gyrocopter on the Capital lawn to personally deliver letters to Congress. The letters address the problem of corruption in politics, and its solution – campaign finance reform.

I have thought about walking away from this whole thing, because it’s crazy. And I have thought about being 75-years-old and watching the collapse of this country, and thinking that I’d had an idea that might have arrested the fall – and I didn’t do it.

And I would tell you, completely honestly, I’d rather die in the flight, than live to be 80-years-old and see this country fall.
— Doug Hughes

We are grateful to Mr. Hughes for his heroic action of protest. We are very glad he was not injured. But a lot of folks secretly, regretfully, believe his action was in vain.

Not so.

The Democracy Club

Doug Hughes has a website: The Democracy Club. Thoughtful, well-written, nicely laid-out. Along with coverage of his ‘Flight’ plans and his political essays, he also spotlights the following anti-corruption groups:

The only reason I know about Hughes’ website is from my email. There, I noticed a person joined Wolf PAC after they learned about it from his website. (Which, I presume, he/she visited out of curiosity after seeing coverage of Mr. Hughes’ amazing Capitol lawn mail delivery.)

Outlandish Mail Delivery Is Successful

FACT: Doug Hughes’ brave action encouraged at least one person to believe they could do something about saving our democracy. EDUCATED GUESS: Most likely, there are many, many more!

Mission accomplished.

Doug Hughes wasn’t trying to convince Members of Congress to do something about campaign finance reform. That would be futile.

Rather. he admirably demonstrated to The People how to stand up and use our own power.

Welcome to the Democracy Club.

Inequality for All: Film Review

Editor’s Note:Inequality for All was released in 2013. The content is presented by economist Robert Reich, and is based on his 2010 book, Aftershock: The Next Economy and America’s Future. Robert Reich is also professor of public policy at UC Berkley and former Secretary of Labor under President Bill Clinton.

The new documentary, Inequality for All, was released on Netflix two weeks ago. I borrowed the DVD and watched. My opinion? Informative!

Robert Reich is engaging and easy-to-comprehend. In Inequality for All, he connects the dots between all the factors that are exacerbating the ever-widening riff in America between the rich and poor.

Watch the official trailer:

Official movie trailer: Inequality for All

Country With the Best Economy?

When asked which country is the best example of a thriving economy, Reich answers: The U.S. — during the three decades after World War II. At that time, America enjoyed a Virtuous Economic Cycle:

  • Productivity grew
  • Wages Increased
  • Workers bought more
  • Companies hired more
  • Tax revenues increased
  • Government Invested more
  • Workers were better educated
  • Economy expanded

Forgotten Economic Lessons

How did the U.S. slip away from an economy that was working really well? In his article, Why the Three Biggest Economic Lessons Were Forgotten (which is basically an excerpt from Inequality for All) Reich explains what happened. The article is just a taste of the many clear-sighted insights to be found in Inequality for All.

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