Talking to Jesus: Sarah Palin and Naomi Wolf
As most folks know, I am not exactly former Alaska Governor Sarah Palin’s biggest, most ardent fan. She’s a capable, and welcome, addition to the ‘Culture-warrior’ class (thanks Bill O’Reilly for that catch phrase) and a best selling author. In that role, I am happy to watch her develop, grow and make some electoral magic where she can. On policy, I haven’t seen the detailed plans that make this former senior consultant happy. To dispel my concerns, a one hour televised – and in-depth – discussion with Liz Cheney on foreign policy, a Middle East assessment, and a working knowledge of PM Netanyahu’s record and the hardening of Israel’s settlement stance as revealed at the Saban Center would be great. Wonderful even. I’d love for Sarah Palin to discuss energy policy, not just oil – but a comprehensive plan.
To be clear, I want exactly the same things from anyone else contemplating a national role. The folks I admire or like most already have their plans on the table. It works for me. Makes me feel more confident as a voter. Also, I thought she acquitted herself well on Oprah, and subsequent interviews. She’s telegenic to be sure – and over some GOP contenders, that’s a pretty big advantage.
Sexism has been a hot topic. But I’m not going to discuss that tonight. That’s coming in a column soon… it will be published elsewhere first – but I’ll make sure to post a link.
Liberals, many Democrats and oceans of progressives are obsessed with fact-checking Governor Palin’s book and criticizing her faith. And I find it pretty weird, since they all still take Naomi Wolf’s phone calls. And she claims to have had a vision of herself, as a 13 year old boy in deep conversation with Jesus Christ.
Pardon me, folks. But having faith ain’t in the same league as claiming that Jesus Christ made a personal visit.
Comeback Kid, er… Lady
Yes, I remember I have a blog. Oodles of stuff happening in Lizzy-land. Good stuff. Great stuff, actually. And in the coming weeks, I will make a couple of reader-friendly announcements. On the writing front. Nothing personal – because that’s well, personal – but, for those who can’t handle ambiguity and are wont to gossip – I’ve got some 360-degree happiness going on. That’s all.
In the meantime, pardon the dust around here as some content is loaded in and announcements are made. In the meantime, be sure to follow me on Twitter. That is officially my happy place online for work and such. @MediaLizzy!
—Media Lizzy
September 11th: Justin Molisanti
This column was originally published in 2006.
This man is Justin J. Molisani, Jr. He was killed by Islamic terrorists on September 11th. Justin was Senior VP for Eurobrokers in Two World Trade Center. Every place I have looked for information about him tells the same story… good man, big guy, big heart – loved his wife and daughter more than words could say. He & his wife were hosts for the neighborhood Christmas Party. One of 2,996 souls who were taken from their loved ones – and from America’s complicated and beautiful fabric.
New York Times: Portraits in Grief, Justin J. Molisani, Jr.
On September 11, 2001, Justin called his wife Jodi just after the first plane hit. His office was on the 82nd floor of Tower Two. After they hung up, Justin began evacuating his coworkers. Due to his efforts, about 80% of Eurobrokers employees escaped death by mere moments. His courage is one of so many examples of the courageous goodness in mankind. That he was an American, is our good fortune.
On Monday, all the Cable networks will show footage in real time of September 11, 2001. Some will stream the coverage in its entirety on their websites. Most will have some picture-in-picture stuff happening during the broadcasts. Newspapers have been sorting through photographs of that day, contemplating which to put on the front page.
President Bush will address the nation in prime time. America will grieve all over again. The memories for some have faded. For others, it will seem like yesterday. The sound of a loved one’s voice is harder to recall now. For others, it will be the first time they put an old home-video in the VCR… just to jar their memory. As a survivor, the burden to remember never fades. The words left unspoken wear on the tenuous connection we have to our past.
This weekend, remember Justin Molisani – and his wife Jodi, his daughter Morgan Lynn – in your prayers and thoughts. Gather your loved ones close, and raise a toast to this wonderful man. He was your brother too.
In the News:
Wall Street Journal: Ground Zero – Not Just an Empty Hole
Washington Times: Bernard Kerik – Preventing Days of Infamy
Investor’s Business Daily: Bush Puts War Foes on Defense
The Nation: Politics, the Media & 9/11
Washington Post: Bush Plans Primetime Address
Washington Post: September 11th, From Many Angles
Moon Landing – Beyond the Infinite
It was forty years ago today that Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin walked on the Moon. The plethora of commemorative and retrospective articles and documentaries all rightly remember this day as a great landmark in the development of mankind. By looking at the culture, mores and achievements of 1969, we can ask ourselves what our priorities are now for how we treat each other as nations, our spirit of discovery, our protecting the environment, indeed everything. The Apollo Programme holds a mirror up to where we are today and where we want to go in the future.
Space and politics go hand in hand, often murkily. No cold war, no space race. No Nazi V2s, no leaving Earth’s orbit. No Mutually Assured Destruction, no giant rocketry. The launching of Sputnik and Gagarin’s spaceflight were remarkable achievements for what was a third world country calling itself the second world. But the US military, political and scientific establishment had no real way of knowing just how poor the USSR really were – they just looked at the optics and were dazzled. Kennedy’s mission statement to ‘go to the moon and the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard’ rallied a nation against a straw-man supported by nukes and limitless tanks and soldiers.
And yet a huge amount of idealism lay behind the Apollo Programme. Over 500,000 people were involved in putting the first men on the moon. The astronauts may have been military men but, in the words of every 50s ‘B-Movie’ that caught the popular imagination, ‘they came in peace’. Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins were 1960s Philosopher Warriors, explorers but not conquistadores, men of action but also poets. The fact that the three Apollo 11 crew have had their many ups and downs as in any human life does not take away from the courage they showed forty years ago in travelling further than man had ever travelled before. They were all too human but still heroic individuals.
The International Space Station has shown what nations can do when they co-operate rather than fight and compete. The growing influence of the BRIC countries, (Brazil, Russia, India and China) means that space has become a community rather than a hegemony. We rely on satellites launched in the former Soviet Union or in French Guiana to make calls to each other around the World on hand-held devices foreseen on ‘Star Trek’ in that decade of dreaming. Space development should be embraced, not feared. Environmentalism owes so much to the ‘Earth Rising’ photo from the Moon; we only realised how fragile our planet was by travelling outside it.
But there are huge negatives too. Arming and militarising space makes life more and not less dangerous. The billions of dollars spent on the space programme need to be balanced against poverty and starvation still all too prevalent on Earth. There were protests in 1969 about the cost of the Space Programme; there are objections now that we can not afford to go to Mars, to do ‘the other things’. Yet peaceful endeavours beyond the atmosphere may be crucial to making nations work with, not against each other.
Brown’s Blues
Poor old Gordon Brown; it seems like he can’t do anything right. Labour’s panacea to an unpopular Tony Blair has generated even more antipathy then his controversial predecessor. Less than two years into the job, Brown could end up having served one of the shortest reigns as Prime Minister. Yes, he bears responsibility for Labour’s disastrous polling and cataclysmic electoral performances but he’s been unlucky in his political fortunes too and this is fatal for any politician.
Westminster has been reeling from an expenses scandal that shows no sign of ending. MPs have been claiming for duck-ponds, moat cleaning, second homes no-where near their constituencies, teddy bears and trouser presses. It’s been a shaming experience for a parliament that’s always seen itself as a cut above those corrupt continentals. Yet it’s Labour who are getting the blame more than the Conservatives for this petty corruption and greed. The two main parties have been up to their necks in milking the system, yet Brown is feeling most of the heat.
Most of the problem lies in the contrast in style and perception between Brown and David Cameron. Brown’s cerebral, Cameron’s verbal: one is tainted as ‘ancien regime’, the other represents the new. Cameron is seen as a man of action, Brown as hesitant. This may not be the reality but they are the perceptions. ‘Dour Scotsman’ is proving to be an impossible label for the Prime Minister to shake off.
Up until comparatively recently, Gordon Brown was starting to make a come back. His success at macro-management of economic responses to the global recession and his organisation and direction of the G20 Summit was garnering him plaudits in the international press and brought him to within five/six points of the Tories. He was winning support as someone who didn’t panic during a crisis and played the long game. And then the smallest of incidents tripped him up. Two of his political cronies were uncovered plotting to spread rumours on the web about Tory opponents. The mood of the Press changed overnight. All momentum from the G20 was lost and the ‘Daily Telegraph’ started printing story after story about sleaze in parliament. His fight back collapsed.
The Obama factor has had a negative impact on Gordon Brown too. Obama is young, vibrant and hip in European and British eyes. Brown is not. The contrast is cruel but then politics has never been about fairness. The much vaunted hope that some of Obama’s charisma would rub-off on Brown has not come to fruition; David Cameron, product of an elite background and education looks more likely to benefit from the ‘outsider’ anti-establishment candidate tag than Brown does.
Brown shares a large part of the blame for the depth of the economic recession in the UK. His reliance on ‘light-touch’ and ‘Principle-Based’ regulation, i.e. minimal regulation, had disastrous consequences for the taxpayer after the City gorged itself on its freedoms. A large part of his growth model proved to be illusory – he will leave Britain in debt for years to come and with social justice, a sine-qua non of the Labour Party, as far away in some sectors as it was in 1997 when the Tories were booted out. Yet, Bill Clinton and other ‘Third-Way’ politicians were believed in the same creed and acted in the same manner. He was a product of, as well as a maker of, his times.
The forthcoming European parliamentary elections will see Labour hammered. British voters will swing to the fringe parties, including the fascist BNP. And there will be calls for a swift coup to replace Brown – his allies in the ‘Guardian’ have deserted him. He is in a very lonely place. If Labour tanks spectacularly, the sharks will move in for the kill.
Brown has come out fighting but it’s the fighting of a man being battered against the ropes. His proposed parliamentary reforms may have merits but the electorate doesn’t want to listen. His re-shuffle will replace key personnel with new faces or familiar faces in new roles. He is preparing his responses to the expected electoral calamity. Gordon Brown is no more corrupt than Tony Blair, John Major or any Prime Minister before him; he runs the risk, however, of having his administration scoured with muck of political venality.
Aphrodite. Nefertiti. Helen of Troy. Cleopatra. Botticelli’s beauties. Titian’s startlingly self-possessed and sexually aware Venus of Urbino. Iconic women with iconic faces. Their lives were rich and enduring. Helen, wife of Menelaus, and lover to Paris… thousands of years later her face, “the face that launched one thousand ships” continues to fascinate and bewitch us. 






