Wednesday, March 30, 2016

The Idaho Legislature Has Left the Building

Today, for the first time in 3 months, I did not go downtown to the state Capitol for our weekly prayer vigil.  For 11 weeks in a row the Interfaith Equality Coalition stood in silent prayer outside the statehouse in support of equality for gay and transgender people.  This is the third year that we have held our prayer vigils.  We are part of the Add the Words movement which has been trying to add the words “sexual orientation” and “gender identity” to the Idaho Human Rights Act for over 10 years.

I would like to say that we are done but unfortunately the Idaho State Legislature went home this past Friday without doing a thing to protect LGBT people.  Two Democratic senators introduced a personal Add the Words bill but Republican leadership never allowed it to move forward.  The public saw a quiet year compared to the last 2 years.  This year there were no protests and no arrests.  There was a rally at the beginning of the legislative session.  Our coalition members publicly prayed.  One week we sat quietly in the Senate gallery and the next week we sat in the House gallery.  Clergy wore stoles, robes, and collars while the rest of us wore rainbow colors.  Behind the scenes individuals lobbied the legislators.  Lawmakers had discussions to supposedly find a “compromise.”  In the end they claimed they couldn’t find the right words.  But we gave them four words.

This has been a disappointing legislative session.  More than disappointing—infuriating would be a better word.  Add the Words was not the only issue that didn’t go anywhere.  There was a huge push to expand Medicaid to cover the 78,000 Idahoans who have no health coverage.  They ended up doing nothing, despite the fact that more people will die.  They refused to protect children from faith healing parents who allow their children to die from treatable illnesses.  However they made lots of statements about being pro-life and anti-abortion so they passed bad bills that interfere with women’s reproductive health.  Once again a lawmaker made an inane statement about women not getting pregnant after the trauma of rape—this got us more unwanted national attention.  These pro-life legislators also passed permitless concealed carry for cities against the wishes of local law enforcement.  They not only refused to raise Idaho’s minimum wage but actually passed a bill to prevent cities from doing it (and these are the same people who scream about the federal government interfering with state control).  I could go on. . .

Idaho is at the bottom of almost everything in the United States.  People are struggling here but our lawmakers don’t seem to care.  It’s all about ideology and religion.  The Idaho Legislature is about 80% Republican.  It is also 80% Mormon and predominantly white men.  Votes are often made along party lines.  Decisions are made in Republican meetings behind closed doors.  Many of these legislators are old men who seem to be clueless about the world outside their own little piece of Idaho and they are especially clueless about women’s anatomy (which has become painfully clear during hearings).  One is showing signs of senility—but he’ll probably be reelected.

Why are these people reelected?  Why do people blindly vote “R” against their own interests?  Ignorance?  (Schools are constantly underfunded.)  This is an election year for all of our legislators.  It’s clear that changes need to be made.  We need a legislature that listens to citizens and cares about all of the people in the state, not just the ones who are like them.

This was a frustrating year but we are not giving up.  Many people will be fighting for justice and for the welfare of all people.  My coalition will be back at the Capitol to greet legislators next year and to ask them to Add the Words.  We will be visible to the members of the public who drive or walk by and often show their support.  Most importantly, we will be there to show our gay and transgender brothers and sisters that we care and that we believe God loves all.



Thursday, March 24, 2016

My First Caucus

In 2008 I tried to caucus for my candidate.  It didn’t go well.  My husband and I stood in a very long line that wound around the block.  We stood in this line for 2 hours on a very cold evening.  We never got in.  Ballots were handed out and we looked for a flat surface on which to write.  We tossed our ballots into a box, uncertain if they would be counted.

Now it’s 2016 and the Democrats began advertising their caucus weeks ago.  This time we could get tickets online so things would be better.  We did this.  I was still skeptical.  A friend who was volunteering at the caucus assured me there would be a “fast lane” for people with tickets.  Okay!

The doors were supposed to close at 7 p.m. and the caucus would begin.  The suggested arrival time was 6 p.m. and then was changed to 5 p.m.  We arrived downtown just after 5 p.m. and drove by the venue—there were long lines going in all directions.  Oh boy.  Where to park?  As we pulled up to the nearest parking garage, an attendant put out a “full” sign.  Dang!  We drove for blocks and finally found a spot.  As we hurriedly walked towards our destination, a cold wind hit us from behind.

I quizzed a couple people in line and learned that both ticketed and unticketed people were there.  I dragged my husband up to the front so I could determine which line was the fast lane.  I saw someone I know, one of the people in charge, so I asked her my question.  There was no fast lane—everyone was mixed together (but the tickets did help them realize that they needed two buildings).  My heart sank.  I told her that we hadn’t gotten into the caucus in 2008.  She looked stricken and said not to tell her that because she was in charge.  She then promised to get us in.  Soon we filled out ballots and walked into a nearly empty arena. We were directed to the Hillary side where we were handed stickers and signs.

We quickly found seats and settled in for the night.  There was a screen in front of us showing both Hillary and Bernie videos along with local people talking about what the Democratic Party stands for.  We watched people very slowly filter in.  I thought of all those people standing out in the cold and momentarily felt a bit guilty about my luck—but I realized that would not have been able to stand out in the cold very long.  Soon I struck up a conversation with the guy next to me.

I passed the time watching the screen which now also had the addition of tweets about the caucus.  Periodically I retrieved the second ballot, hat, and gloves of the woman behind me who kept dropping them.  We laughed over it.  I checked Facebook on my smart phone and posted where I was.  Soon I got a text from a friend who asked me where I was seated.  She found us and claimed a seat next to us.

When 7 p.m. rolled around, the emcee came on the screen and explained that we would wait to start so the people in the lines could get in.  I was seeing descriptions on Facebook that the lines were going for 15 blocks or more.  The hockey stadium where we were was only one location.  Next door there were more people.  As people walked in, the Bernie side began to fill up and then overflow with mostly young people.  They approached the caucus like a football game—cheers, stomping, and even the wave.  A guy sitting below us tried to lead the Hillary side in cheers.  We were rather pitiful by comparison—not an energetic group.  As the Bernie crowd got larger and louder, some of the Hillary organizers came out with bullhorns to lead us in cheers.  It was. ..better.

We finally started at 9 p.m. with bagpipes and the national anthem. . . and then we waited for them to do it in the other venue.  Around 9:20 p.m. we heard the speeches by local people for each candidate; the mayor of Boise spoke for Hillary Clinton.  There was talk about uniting in November and voting down the ballot, not just for president.

And then we waited.  The rows were tight and it was difficult to get out.  At one point everyone was asked to sit because the people milling about in the walkway were breaking fire code.  We waited some more.  Everybody was told to take selfies to post.  When it was explained that we didn’t have to submit another ballot unless we wanted to change our vote or if we wanted to vote for delegates, people began to leave.

Around 10:15 p.m. we were told there was no estimate of when the count of the first ballots would be completed.  More people left.  We walked out about 10:30 p.m.  We had been there 5 hours and all we had done was submit a ballot when we arrived.

So this was my first caucus experience.  It was not how I envisioned it.  We were told that we had the largest caucus in U.S. history.  This was not a good thing.  So many people were disenfranchised.  Not many people have the time and stamina to go through this process.  It left out the elderly, disabled, sick, many working people, military, people with young children, and more.  They didn’t come at all.  Others came and left after standing in line for hours.  The cold got to many while young children were tired, hungry, or needed bathrooms.  The people who could handle the conditions the best were young—and most of them came out for Bernie.  It definitely affected the voting.

People started posting on social media that they want a primary next time.  By this morning the executive director of the party said she had hundreds of angry emails and that they are talking about a primary in 2020.  Thank goodness.


The upside to this messy caucus?  We live in a very red state.  It was amazing to see so many Democrats out for our county caucus—9,100+ ballots were cast (and many more left before voting).  The young Bernie supporters were excited.  I hope they will stick around even if their candidate isn’t the nominee.  We need a more balanced state legislature.  Our lawmakers are preparing to go home after skipping over the important issues that affect people’s lives and instead spent time on bad bills, some of which are unconstitutional and will cost us more money defending them.  We need these young voters even after they no longer “feel the bern!”


Saturday, March 19, 2016

A Day to Recharge

Busy days and nights
Day after day after day
Constantly going

Communicating
What will lawmakers do next?
More organizing

Prayer vigils, protests
Meetings, trainings, and hearings
Working for justice

Cold, rain, and pollen
Arthritis and allergies
Slow the body down

Quiet Saturday
A day of rest is needed
For body and soul

Sunshine so welcome
Ignites my writing and art
Rumi’s poems inspire

Candlelight dinner
Music, wine, and chocolate 
Day ends with hot tub





Monday, March 07, 2016

An Outdoor Experience

(In my journaling class we were instructed to go outside and listen, feel, touch, smell, capturing it with words.  Why does the outdoors matter?  Here is my response.)

I’m sitting out on the deck.  It’s a bit chilly but it’s reviving my senses.  In the distance I hear geese squawking and then I hear them pass overhead.  Over on the lawn towards the road I see three geese resting.  A mourning dove coos above me.  It is mostly sunny but the end of the day is drawing nearer.  I hear a neighbor moving something on wheels.  Birds chirp.  A dog barks and a child cries out.  Below me on the lawn I see all the brown leaves that weren’t raked up in the fall. 

I get up and walk around, touching the rough bark on the maple tree next to our deck.  I look out over the still stream.  It’s quiet there—no birds disturb the tall, brown reeds.  The sun shines off the water and I see the reflection of the trees above.  I can’t smell a thing, perhaps because I’m recovering from a cold.  The warm sun feels delightful on my face.

Being outdoors matters because it gives us a chance to reconnect with the essence of who we are.  We are part of nature and we are reminded of that.  An outdoor moment is a time to put everything else in the world aside and reflect, to turn inward.


Written 2/24/2016


Tuesday, March 01, 2016

It’s Simple

Everywhere I turn I see divisiveness in this country—newsletters, radio, TV, the Internet, Facebook, and more.  It can even be seen in churches.  The negativity, vitriol, and outright hate wear me down.  I am beginning to lose hope for our country.  People are feeling hopeless and looking for change.  They are angry.  Demagogues take advantage of this and fan the flames of hate.  It is all so ugly.  We become suspicious of those who are different from us; they are seen as a threat.  Build a wall!  Ban Muslims! Religious freedom (to discriminate)!

What would Jesus do?  I pull out my Bible.  Love one another.  That seems so simple.  Why is it so hard for us?  We live in a complex world.  God is a mystery, but the one thing I know about God, what I’ve been told since I was a child—God is love.  God loves all of us and we are called to love each other.  Love.  It’s simple.  Really.  Just open your heart.

Written on 2/23/2016