In previous postings, I discussed how our democracy and our values are based on a three-legged stool: liberty, equality, and rule of law. I am aware that sometimes I said “freedom” instead of “liberty.” I should have been more careful. There is, actually, a big difference between freedom and liberty, and we need to be responsible to take whatever action is needed to support both.
Liberty is the right and ability to do something as provided by the culture or society we are in. Loss of liberty is the society prohibiting, preventing, or standing in the way of something we would like to do. That prohibition may be through laws, but it can also be through mores, taboos, tradition, any way a society tries to constrict or restrict behavior. In some ways, liberty needs to be curtailed or restricted in order for large groups of people to live together in close proximity. Examples of this are prohibitions against murder, taking of another’s property, violence against another person or his property, and so on. In other ways, liberty may be curtailed unnecessarily and even harmfully. Examples include limiting what a person can believe, what a person can say, who a person can associate with, or even what questions a person can ask.
Freedom is the right and ability to do something one confers upon oneself. For example, I have the freedom to say, “I think I would like to write something today. I think I will write about golf.” Or, “I am really happy today. I think I would like to dance.” And then I could do that. My self will have given approval. However, my ability to golf depends on the skill I have developed in myself to golf (which is none at all). A person is normally not able (thus not free) to golf a par round if that person has not been practicing. I may really want to dance. But my body is not able (thus not free) to perform the moves I want to perform, unless that I have been putting in the time doing barre and floor exercise. Or I may want to write, but unless I have studied vocabulary and syntax and sentence structure I may not be able to express clearly what I envision. The key to freedom is discipline. It is only through discipline that we are able to do things effectively.
Liberty has a corollary to discipline: rule of law. Rule of law is society’s discipline. This is what makes rule of law the second leg in the stool. If there is no rule of law, there is no way to enforce the liberty, or the restriction of liberty that the society has agreed on. We see this in our society right now. While we give lip service to allowing people the liberty to walk down the street without fear of being harassed, too often we see people are indeed harassed, and that harassment is based on something that our own laws prohibit. A person of color should feel free to walk down the street without fear of being harassed, based on our laws – our granting of liberty by consent of our society. However, we see that those who are supposed to enforce our liberty as well as enforce the curtailments of liberty that we have agreed to are the very ones violating that liberty in predictable ways. This leads us to the third leg in the stool: equality. Those tasked with enforcing rule of law do not enforce it uniformly and equally. The stool becomes unsteady and likely to topple. If we do not repair the stool, our democracy will fall.
The past few weeks, I have been doing protests on the corner. As a result, I have been asked a lot of questions about my protests. I originally called them claim a corner, then occupy a corner, then random acts of protest. I have been asked where it came from, if it is in coordination with anybody, and a lot of other things. So, I am going to try to explain.
First, where did it come from. I spent half a year screaming for people to be in the streets protesting, then I took a year off to run for office, then I spent 6 months screaming for people to be on the streets protesting. I found out that if 3.5% of the population were on the streets regularly, any government will fall. So, I screamed as loud as I could on social media. Lots of other people were doing the same. “We should be in the streets.” “We have to protest. This is awful.” I even created a hashtag, #FeetToStreet. And some people tried to organize protests. But nothing came of them. And lots of people gave me lots of reasons why they couldn’t protest, but everybody else should. And there was precious little I could say, because I wasn’t in the streets myself. When my grandchildren ask me after our country has fallen to these autocrats, what did I do to stop it, I had no answer.
I looked at the protests going on at the detention center, and even attended a couple. But I had a basic problem with that. One is it was so far away, and at night, when I hate driving and parking was hard. The other is that all the protests I saw were in areas where most of the people are known to be progressive. Or at least not conservative. And it wasn’t my community. I have always believed that to be effective, you have to go into the lion’s den. And Douglas County is the lion’s den.
I asked myself, why not organize a big protest in Douglas County? And the answer was obvious. Organizing big protests is not one of my skills. I can organize a big aerospace program. I can move data. But people are not data. And big protests require permits. Not my skill set. But you know what? Standing on a corner with a sign, that I can do. I saw this group called Stand in Every Corner, and I thought, I can do that. But when I tried to sign up on their website, it wouldn’t take my information. But the idea worked for me.
Originally, I called it Occupy a Corner. But then I decided to call it Random Acts of Protest. I checked, and just showing up on a corner, not getting on anybody’s property, not having throngs there, did not require a permit. You can just show up. So I decided, I would just show up. And I would invite people to join me. I was going to do Thursdays, but Eiko said she could and would do Tuesdays, and showing up on a corner with someone was less intimidating than showing up alone, so I decided to do Tuesdays. As I was pondering this, I was going to protest kids in cages. Then as we were pleading with Jason to come out in favor of impeachment, my sign was going to say, Impeach Trump (or something to that affect). But then Jason came out for impeachment hearings and Gilroy happened, and as I was still processing Gilroy we had El Paso and Dayton, and I knew I had to protest guns. I saw a meme on line that GOP = Guns Over People and I knew my sign had to say No More Guns Over People. I was protesting the proliferation of guns, and Douglas County is the place to do that.
So at the first RAOP (shorter than always typing Random Acts of Protest) there were, at the peak, 8 people. I was floored and delighted. And Katrina said she would get some started in Parker. The Sunday after my first protest, there was a protest in Parker. And at my second protest, there were 5 people. In both cases, there was response from people driving by. People honk, raise a thumb, shout, wave. And some disagree or disapprove. That is ok. Those are the people I most want to see us.
At the last occupation, a young woman came up to us with tears in her eyes, saying thank you for doing this. She said she had given up on anybody doing anything or even caring. Kathy (the archetypical you could only dream of having a mother like this mother) took her back to her car and gave her information on how to contact the Democratic party and Young Dems. Another young man came up, and we talked, and he told me he had some bills he wished would get passed. I told him about our commissioner candidate and our house candidate and told him to look into their campaigns. He said he would. So we can do outreach standing on a corner.
The next question is am I organizing this? The answer is not exactly. Or sort of. I decided to occupy a corner and invited anybody who wanted to join to do so. I will continue to do that. I also encourage anybody else who wants to occupy a corner to do so and invite people to join. My dream is to have 5 or more people occupying at some time or another 20 corners. I have been asked if I can do another day, because Tuesday does not work. I will continue to do Tuesdays, but I would be happy to do another day as well. Because my time is not as important as making a statement. Let me know a day that works and let’s pick a corner.
I have been asked aren’t you taking a risk? At first I thought I might be, then I realized that in our community, I probably am not. Yes, when I first get there and am the only person there, I feel like I am either a fool or an idiot, but not like I am in danger. But even if I am, it has to be done, and I am the one who has to do it. My children are grown, my career is behind me, and now the contribution I can make is what eensy weensy thing I can do to save this country I worked an entire career to protect.
My next occupation is next Tuesday at the post office corner. I would love to see anybody there who is willing and able. When I say able, you do not have to be able to stand in the heat for 2 hours. I bring a chair and sit a lot, because the hot sun affects me. I would also love to see someone organize something in other locations. I would love to see someone involve the high school students who were so passionate at the Never Again rally last year. I would love to see weekend rallies for people who are driving home during rush hour and can’t be on a street corner.
I thank everybody who has been so supportive. I especially thank the people who show up and join me. I welcome anybody who has an inclination to be there.
It was an emergency. It was Sunday, two days before Christmas. She was in excruciating pain. My son took her to urgent/emergency room care. The urgent care doctors said she needed to have her gall bladder removed right away, because they were afraid infection was setting in. As a Type 1 brittle diabetic, she cannot handle this kind of disruption to her system. The Urgent Care doctor made arrangements for her to be seen at the nearest hospital and sent my son and her there immediately.
She did not have time to think about the network, nor had the insurance company provide her a list of network providers. The hospital accepted her insurance, which she believed meant they were ok. It wasn’t as if she had a choice. She did not have the option of getting it approved by her insurance in advance. She needed surgery now. Within a few hours, she was home, missing a gall bladder. She did not even spend the night at the hospital.
Days and weeks went by. She got the urgent care bills, that were paid for by the insurance, so she owed nothing. Emergency care covered. Certain other bills, covered. Then, a full month after her surgery, she got a bill from the hospital. The insurance company, Anthem, denied her claim. The person who denied her claim is not a doctor, does not realize that diabetics do not take surgery of any kind lightly. Amount due – $21,000. Payable immediately.
She doesn’t make that much money in a year. She is in school. She has monthly insulin costs. She has to take other medications to make her body accept the insulin. She has costs associated with making her pump work. She has to have regular doctor visits to check her numbers, to check her body, to check her pump. There are visits to her GP, to her diabetes doctor, to her eye doctor, and so on and so on. To cover all these costs, she would have to make $4,000 a month after taxes before buying a mouthful of food or paying a nickel for a place to live.
Anthem claimed the surgery was elective. As if she woke up two days before Christmas on a Sunday and decided, hey, I think I’ll get my gall bladder removed today. Except that serious diabetics don’t do elective surgery on a whim. They have to spend days ensuring their numbers are stable enough to have the kind of jolt to the system that surgery causes. And then, after the surgery is scheduled, they check again. If the numbers are off, the surgery is postponed until the numbers are acceptable.
She will have to appeal the denial. This will require more time and expense, and may even require a lawyer. She is working with the patient advocate at the hospital, but there are no guarantees. The last thing she needs is to be fighting this claim while she is going to school.
They say that diabetes is a manageable disease, and that is true. But that doesn’t mean management is easy or inexpensive. Diabetes doesn’t just mean you take a couple shots a day, management is expensive, in terms of both time and money. Time is expended to make regular trips to the doctor to get the body checked, to recalibrate pumps, to recalculate the right doses of insulin to keep the body under control. Money is expended in ways I never imagined before I had a diabetic in my home. The pump costs money (thankfully, because of ACA, it was paid for) to the tune of $44,000. Then there is the insulin. There are drugs needed to help the insulin. The pump requires new sensors every few months. There are copays to the doctor every visit (without ACA, those copays are really high). And the diabetic still has to carry insurance (without ACA, that insurance is really expensive).
The management of the disease does not mean that it is not taking a toll on the body. She needs to check on that body a few times a year. Currently she is taking shots in her eyes to keep diabetes from stealing her sight. Diabetes is also causing neuropathy in her feet. The constant ups and downs in her sugar levels has cost her her gall bladder and her pancreas. It impacts the functioning of the kidneys, to the point where it can shut down the kidneys and put the diabetic on dialysis(thus another expensive drug and a machine to keep the kidneys working). It also causes fits with her teeth, which then get infected and cause problems with her sugars, and becomes a vicious cycle. Yes, the disease is manageable, but it is a full time job that requires hours and dollars.
Here is the thing: she is a smart woman with a lot to offer our society. Keeping her healthy is difficult and expensive, but her contribution will be worth every penny. She is a prime example of why we need regular, complete medical care for every citizen – because the only untapped resource left in this world is the human potential. I talk about diabetes because that is what I know, but there are many diseases that are “manageable,” but require access to health care. And we can’t allow a lack of medical care to prevent us from tapping the human potential.
I haven’t written anything here for over a year. I was campaigning for state senate. I hadn’t planned to do this. I hoped some young, dynamic person would step up and run, and would become part of a new bench for our county. You can’t build a bench on people of certain age. State Senate is a bench-building position, and our county is in dire need of a strong bench. But nobody else stepped up, so there I was. I knew our county party really didn’t have an infrastructure, and I figured that at least I could use my race to help build one.
Running for office is a strange experience. People you think will be excited about your run and totally behind you aren’t, and people you never heard of are totally there and working on your behalf. I met the most amazing people who are doing incredible work for their communities. I learned about struggles of families in our supposedly comfortable community, I learned about the needs of education, I heard stories about the difficulties of young people getting started in life. But, funny thing, I never met my opponent. Every time I expected to meet him face to face he bugged out.
I was running against an incumbent. In his last run, four years earlier, he had won by 30 points. We only lost by 11 points, running against an incumbent. I think this seat can be flipped next time, maybe by a comfortable margin. Winning requires getting started. I hope next time, a dynamic younger person will step up and take this seat.
I learned about how hard it is to get your name out there, especially when the local media are friends of the incumbent. I learned that fundraising is really hard and needs to be done a whole lot earlier than people expect. Lots of funds come in too late to be used if you aren’t doing quick media buys, and the groundwork to do those media buys is nearly impossible if you can’t predict the funds.
I knew I was entering the race a bit late, but I delayed while trying to work through the protocol. I also knew that I had a huge mountain to climb, and the chances of scaling it were slim. But I knew that if I could use my candidacy to build an infrastructure, future candidates would have a better chance of winning.
The biggest thing I learned is that labeling is what is dividing this country. Time and time again, I was asked, Are you a moderate? A liberal? A progressive? And I learned that that is one question a candidate should never answer directly. So I began to instead ask the questioner about issues. I said, “I am not sure how to label me. I believe that our children should be able to get a great education, and begin their careers without facing a pile of debt. Is that liberal, progressive or conservative?” And usually, they said it was not any of those things, but a practical concern. I said, “I have a future daughter in law who is a brittle type 1 diabetic. Without ACA, her insulin and uptake medications cost $2000 a month, plus another $2000 a month for insurance. That means that she has to earn $4000 after taxes just to take care of her diabetes. That means a salary of $60.000 a year just for her diabetes, before she even buys a mouthful of food, to say nothing of lodging, clothing and transportation. I think we need to fix that. Is that conservative, liberal, or progressive?” And I got the same answer. In addition, I got to engage in some fascinating conversations. The same with the light rail we have been paying for for 10 years and still don’t have. I asked, “Is it liberal, progressive or conservative to want to have what I have been paying for?” Same thing. We have to get beneath the labels to discuss the real issues.
I will have more to say about the campaign in the days ahead. But for now, just know that I am back.
Yesterday was a perfect day for a march. It was an amazing event. Friday night, at least two local news stations reported that there would be a march, and they estimated that there would be around 2000-5000 participants. As it turned out, there were between 150,000 and 200,000. They underestimated us, underestimated the resistance, underestimated the strong feelings we in Denver have against the current administration.
My husband and I arrived about 2 hours before the march was to begin. We did this to ensure that we could find parking at the light rail stop. As it turns out, this was a really good idea, because when we got back from the march, the parking lot was full, even on the unpaved part, unusual for a Saturday. Another reason we there early was so we could walk through the crowds, taking pictures of signs we found interesting. There is no way we could take pictures of all the unique and expressive signs, and there were many we did not photograph, as they were not totally family friendly. Below are a few of our favorites (I should note that we asked all people in the photos for permission both to take their pictures and to publish them on line and all agreed).
When we first got to the civic center, it wasn’t very crowded, and we were afraid the newscasts were correct. I was worried, because that would mean that the energy of the resistance had waned considerably, and that we were beginning to accept the outrage that is happening to our country. But as the first hour passed, more and more people started coming in. At one point, my husband got to a high point to try to take a photo, and he saw waves of people coming from all directions. We both laughed out loud in joy. They were coming in, all around. It reminded me of the Ents on the way to Isengard. Too bad our Saruman was hiding away in his castle in DC. It would have been so satisfying to see him peering out the window cowering in fear.
My dog is smarter than this President
There were signs for almost every issue you can imagine, from environment to DACA to war. There were lots and lots of signs demanding equal rights for women, for immigrants, for minorities, for the disabled. There were signs about outrage. Participants ranged in age from infants to elderly, of all ethnic backgrounds, men and women. (It was surprising how few, however, we saw from the Generation X age group, especially men.) There were pink hats everywhere, some knitted, some crocheted, some fleece, some regular hats died pink. There were also rainbow hats. There were vendors who had pink hats of all varieties who were doing brisk business. And it wasn’t all signs. There were opinions expressed on people’s clothing as well. The march began with a Navaho blessing, and Navaho drums led the procession. It seems only fitting to me that a march against this administration should be led by those who were here first, whose land we confiscated and whose lifestyle we destroyed. I can only hope that the message got through. Now for some pictures of people with signs: Some signs were just funny:
Snowflakes Become An Avalanche
I have seen better, brighter cabinets at IKEA
The 99% are PISSED
Some were about our children:
I march so my 2 boys learn that Girls aren’t toys
We Are the Granddaughters of the Witches they Couldn’t Bur
Don’t send me to WAR because of a TWEET
Many were about issues:
Women’s Rights are Human Rights
Her Body Her Choice . Stay Angry and Flip Congress
Love is Love
Many were about voting:
Elect Democrats to End America’s Catastrophe!
We took this anyone can be President thing WAY TOO FAR
Repeal and Replace Trump
Some were about our situation:
I will NOT go back QUIETLY to the 50’s
My Outrage Won’t Fit On This Sign
Many were about our “President
Impeach That Shithole
Sorry other countries, our President is a Shithole
We have No President
It was a wonderful, exciting, uplifting day. We spoke to many people even from our very red district where I am running. It almost gives me hope that a miracle can happen. If you would like to help my campaign, please go to my act blue account or see my website at https://juliaforcostatesenate30.com
So I’ve gone and done it. I have filed to run for office. Specifically, I am running for Colorado State Senate in District 30. District 30 includes Highlands Ranch, Parker and Roxborough. While it may not be the reddest district in the country, or perhaps even in the state, it is really red. This district hasn’t been represented by a Democrat in the 29 years I have lived here, and I seem to remember it always being Republican all the years I was growing up.
The Koch Brothers started exerting their influence in this area in the late 1980’s and early 1990’s. I was a Republican then (old style, a la Rockefeller, pro choice et al.). I remember hearing them spoken of in awe by the party honchos back then. And I watched the Koch minions select, interview, train and fund those who would adopt the Koch agenda fully. I watched them push aside anybody who disagreed with any of the Koch talking points. Soon it became clear that anybody with a moral compass was not welcome. I was told more than once that I probably should change parties, and eventually I did. Once I did, and opened myself up to what the Democrats were talking about, I discovered that I had probably always been a Democrat.
The person I am running against is a Koch favorite, and I have heard that he is being groomed for higher office, like governor or US Congress. He has $20K left over from his last campaign. He won in 2014 by nearly a 2-1 margin. I am starting from $0, and I don’t have a lot of name recognition. I feel like Don Quixote tilting at Koch machines. But there was nobody else who stepped up, and I refuse to give the Koch brothers a free seat. And I have other reasons to fight this battle.
The first reason I am ready is because of issues. I have issues with the Koch agenda. For example:
- I am a firm believer in public education, and I believe tax dollars should not go to religious entities. I not only believe in public education, but I believe in the teacher’s union. There is also something insidious about the voucher-to-private-or-religious-school thing that bothers me. Back when I was young, people were proud of neighborhood schools. Yes, people sent their kids to parochial school, but they had no problem with the idea of paying for it. You never heard anybody disparaging our public schools and asking for vouchers until Brown vs Board of Education. I recall that schools like the one that was being set up in the 60s by Jerry Falwell stated in their charters that they were for white students only. I honestly believe the voucher movement gained traction because there were a lot of parents who didn’t want their lily white darlings to have to sit next to brown and black students. I think that is shameful.
- I am a firm believer in science, and thus, in climate change. Our family has done all we can to minimize our carbon footprint. We have excellent insulation, high efficiency appliances, top of the line windows and solar. Our experience with solar has made me an advocate. The Koch brothers and others are fighting renewable energy. They have a reason to do that, because when the country turns to renewable energy, the Koch fortune is threatened. They have pushed through laws in several states, and have tried to do so in Colorado, that curtail renewables or make the cost prohibitive. I want to stop them from passing those laws here. I also support the EPA and public transportation.
- I support DACA. I do not understand why that is not universal. Republicans keep saying they want to deport lawbreakers, but most dreamers have not broken any laws. There is NO LAW against children staying with their parents. Dreamers were not of age when their parents came over. They do not know any other home. They have to be allowed to stay. Same for TPS and refugees. They need our support.
- I support gun safety. I see no use for any person to own a bump stock. If they like the feeling of shooting a whole lot of bullets at a range, they can rent a bump stock from the range. There is no use for large magazines, automatic or semiautomatic rifles or bump stocks outside of a range except for killing people. It is time for the killing to stop.
- I support health care for all. I don’t are if we get there through ACA or medicare expansion to all citizens. I have a future daughter in law who is a type 1 brittle diabetic. I worry about what the Republican agenda will do to her ability to live and to thrive. I worry about what happens to the disabled, the millions with preexisting conditions, the poor or even middle class who face bankruptcy if they get ill or get in an accident.
- I support legalized marijuana. There is evidence that marijuana is a safer substance than alcohol. The marijuana laws are not evenly enforced, but are used to oppress minorities.
- I oppose the death penalty. To me it is nothing but government sponsored murder. It is another law that is unevenly applied.
There is another big reason I am running. The odds against me winning are huge. But every voter I get to the polls will be a vote for a democrat for governor, for treasurer, for attorney general and for secretary of state. While we have a Democratic governor now, he is term limited. We have republicans in the other seats. This is a bad time for especially the attorney general and secretary of state to be republicans. In addition, District 30 is divided between US Congressional districts 6 and 4. That is Mike Coffman and Ken Buck. A big Democratic turnout in State Senate District 30 could go a long way toward dumping those two. They would be good guys to dump.
I do understand the odds. I hope you will support me in this crazy venture. If you are interested, you can go to my candidate web site, and if you are so inclined, donate. I would be so appreciative. And I could use any words of encouragement between now and November. Thank you.