>The Opposite of a Boycott

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What’s the opposite of a boycott? In the 1970s and 1980s, Ms. magazine might have called it a Girl-cott or a Woman-cott. The premise is simple; instead of boycotting, or refusing to buy from certain companies, make a commitment to spend money where it counts. Support the companies that support the causes that you support.
Confused? Here’s an example.
Since our state legislature became fiercely divided along partisan lines, voices are emerging on the side of public workers. These voices are not necessary anti-Gov. Walker, but they sing the praises of those who earn their living by working in the public sector.
Penzey’s Spices, a Milwaukee-based company, has been outspoken in their support of teachers. Bill Penzey said, “To be pro-business is to be pro-education.” He understands that an educated workforce doesn’t cost, it pays. With that in mind, he set out to recognize teachers in the state.
He began by dedicating a spice to the kindness and dedication that teachers show – a spice named for the Wisconsin State Motto, Forward. Then he created a gift box including a bottle of the new spice, a small bottle of cinnamon, a book of teacher-supplied recipes, a teacher pin and a bumper sticker stating, “Teachers Care.” He gave a box to each and every teacher in the Milwaukee Public Schools.
This is more than a token appreciation gift. By donating a valuable product to a large number of public employees, he reminds the citizens and voters and yes, business owners, that public employees are not public enemies, but dedicated public servants.
Now – the opposite of a boycott. Whether this strategy has a name or not, the process is simple. Buy from companies like Penzey’s Spices. Whenever you get a chance, let them know why you chose to buy from their company as opposed to others. Speak with your dollars and with your words.
ow if you’ll excuse me, I need move forward and experiment with my new spice – right after I set out my red Teacher pin to wear to work tomorrow.

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>The Twelve Days of Walker in Wisconsin

>2011 has been difficult year for me and for Wisconsin teachers in general. Thanks to our soon-to-be former governor, Scott Walker, we have lost salary, benefits, and bargaining rights. But our state has lost much more. A colleague found this online, and I thought it was worth sharing. Credit goes to the Solidarity Singers for spreading the word; I don’t know who wrote the lyrics.

On the first day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
An unarmed populace.
On the second day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the third day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the fourth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the fifth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the sixth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the seventh day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Russ Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the eighth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Health care for the poor, Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the ninth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
A United DNR, Health care for the poor, Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.


On the tenth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Lower than average unemployment, a United DNR, Health care for the poor, Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
On the eleventh day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
The shrinking middle class, Lower unemployment, a United DNR, Health care for the poor, Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.


(Dramatic tempo change and a grand pause — )

On the twelfth day of his term, Scott Walker took from us:
Domestic partner benefits, the Shrinking middle class, Lower unemployment, a United DNR, Health care for the poor, Decker’s shining virtue, Good public education, HIGH SPEED RAIL!! Fair union contracts, Safe drinking water, Stem cell research, and an unarmed populace.
In response, we say to the Grinch a.k.a. Walker:
In the first twelve days of the recall we gathered over 500,000 signatures.

‘Nuff said.
Enjoy your family and the holiday season, readers. Remember, your vote counts. When the time comes, please go to the polls to preserve the best gift of all: a democracy.


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>Pizza? A vegetable?

>Pizza: I love to pile on veggies and herbs. Spinach, basil, oregano. Peppers, onions, garlic. Tomatoes and tomato sauce.

But really, Congress and USDA, commercially made pizza in itself is not a vegetable.
My homemade pizzas are covered with at least two kinds of cheese – real Wisconsin cheese, of course. I don’t call it a dairy product, even though it probably has a thick enough cheese layer to qualify.
Local restaurants make pizzas from scratch with zucchini and spinach and other fresh, delicious ingredients. They don’t claim to meet the recommended daily allowance of vegetables. In all honesty, the local pizzas have enough toppings that they probably would meet the goal.
But seriously. A frozen pizza with a thin layer of sauce? Not, I repeat NOT, a vegetable. Require a minimum amount of real tomato in a required amount of sauce, and then maybe I’ll believe it’s nutritious. I know how I make pizza, and I’ve seen the pizza in school cafeterias. Folks, there’s no contest.
Now consider that many children get the best meal of their day at school, and then think about that slice of pizza.
No, people, pizza is not a vegetable.
Would you like to tell Congress that pizza is not a vegetable? Click here to sign a petition and support true nutrition in school meals.

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>State politics? Felonies? Say it isn’t so, Wisconsin!

>One Wisconsin Now felt compelled to raise money for the recall cause – but not to fund a candidate or circulate petitions. This progressive organization raised $10,000 to create a reward fund: a reward for information about recall petition destruction.

Wisconsin progressives noticed conservative leaders boasting about their plans to circulate bogus petitions or circulate real petitions and then destroy them. Some posted their boasts on Facebook, declaring their intentions to burn enough petitions to heat their homes for the winter.
Hyperbole aside, destroying recall petitions is a felony. Whether they really mean to interfere with the recall election process or just wanted to thump their three-piece-suited chests, Governor Walker’s cronies are looking rather ridiculous right now. Publicly bragging about the possibility has attracted people who may have been neutral, and those people are donating money to organizations like One Wisconsin Now to fund the recall and offer rewards to those who report interference.
It’s so sad, so disappointing, to see my state reach record lows that have nothing to do with winter temperatures. I applaud One Wisconsin Now for its creative PR efforts and its willingness to raise money for a reward fund that should be unnecessary.
When the disagreements interfere with the Democratic process, that’s going too far.

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>Open letters to the so-called Leaders of Wisconsin

>Dear Governor Walker;

You claim that Wisconsin is Open for Business. Businesses require an educated workforce. Think it over, please.

Sincerely,
Daisy
Dear Senator Ellis;
The title President of the Senate looks good on your letterhead. Your abuses of power, however, look lousy. Stating, “We’ll just pass all the bills without you if you’re not here” was a snotty and rude manner of addressing your colleagues. I’m embarrassed to admit that you represent my district. Didn’t your parents teach you that “if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all”?
With grave concern,
Daisy
Dear Representative Bernard-Schaber;
Thank goodness you’re in the Wisconsin Assembly! I noticed that the new, re-introduced version of the union-busting bill exempts public transit. I’m sure the Gov won’t give you credit for the original amendment, but I will. I know you brought it up in the beginning.

Thank you for maintaining your sanity in an insane atmosphere.

Your loyal constituent,
Daisy
Dear Wisconsin Supreme Court Justices;
I’m thoroughly disappointed in your decision that Wisconsin Act 10, a.k.a. the Union Busting Law, was passed constitutionally rather than in violation of the open meetings law. This decision tells our narrow-minded majority that as lawmakers, they are above the law. Is this really what you wanted to say?
Regretfully,
Daisy
Dear Benjamin Franklin,
What kind of government do we have? “A republic, if you can keep it.” Sigh. We’re trying. It’s not easy.

Historically yours,
Daisy
Dear John Adams,
You once wrote to Thomas Jefferson “I cannot contemplate human affairs without laughing or crying. I choose to laugh.” I wish I could laugh, but current political climate is so negative it scares me.
Thoughtfully,
Daisy
Dear Governor Walker,
I’m a mediator by nature and by training. The way I see it, consensus beats conflict any day of the week. In fact, I taught fifth and sixth graders to mediate conflicts. Would you like assistance in learning peer mediation? I noticed you don’t have these skills – yet.

Cooperatively yours,
Daisy

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>Walkerville vs. Hooverville

>Walkerville is a symbolic movement currently going on in (of course! You guessed it) Madison, WI. Protesters have set up tents and small shelters around the Capitol grounds and scheduled events to call attention to the risks of the proposed state budget and the governor’s extreme agenda. Walkerville, they say, represents the equivalent of a Depression-era Hooverville.

One argument of the makeshift community’s: Gov. Walker’s union busting is unconstitutional, unwise, and wrong. The law, if it makes its way through the State Supreme Court, will cause more economic harm than good. More than 100 days after its introduction, Wisconsin’s citizens and legislators remain polarized and conflicted around Walker’s philosophies in general and the so-called Budget Repair Law in particular. No disagreement there; the union busting attempt has a direct effect on me and on my colleagues in education.
In addition: access to the Capitol has been severely limited. Any groups potentially in opposition to Walker have been forced off the floor and onto the grounds.
But is Walkerville equivalent to a Hooverville? No, it’s not. Organizers chose the name Walkerville to invoke the memories of Hoovervilles, the shanty towns of the depression. Major economic crisis: check. Job scarcity: check. Shanty towns: let’s talk it over.
The best description of a Hooverville I’ve ever read was in Christopher Paul Curtis’ Newbery winner Bud, Not Buddy. Bud, a 10-year-old orphan, is on his own and looking for shelter when a local man tells him to head toward the outskirts of town and find “Hooperville.” Bud finds his way to the shanty town and finds out it’s not Hooperville, but Hooverville, named after the president, who thought they were so special that every town ought to have one.
Bud asks, “How do I know I’m at the right Hooverville?”
“Answer these three questions. Are you hungry? Are you tired? Are you scared?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
“Then you’re in the right Hooverville.”
Hoovervilles were home to people who had no home. Many were riding the rails, sneaking into open boxcars to travel far away from home in search of work. These people were homeless, but not entirely hopeless. They banded together to feed each other (Bud eats muskrat stew cooked over an open fire and served in a square tin can), keep warm, and stay safe.
Walkerville isn’t made up of shanties; people brought tents and sleeping bags. The comfort level is much, much different. Residents of Walkerville are temporary; one was quoted as saying he couldn’t stay because he had final exams most of the week. They’ll go back to their dorms or their homes when the time for protest is done. Residents of the real Hoovervilles had no place to go but another Hooverville.
Walkerville is a planned protest, complete with scheduled speakers and music and even documentary movies in support of the cause. Hoovervilles sprang up according to extreme need. The name works in a way, as this site describes it, reminding skeptics that “(n)aming a forced settlement after the person who made it necessary has historical significance in the labor movement.”
The tent city in Madison is an attempt to direct attention to policies that will hurt the middle class. Walkerville and the movement as a whole have historical significance in the labor movement nationwide. This is a creative way to make a point and gain publicity.
But is it a Hooverville? No. Walkerville is named for a leader known for divisiveness and conflict, but he hasn’t forced masses of citizens into homelessness yet.
Yet. If he continues along the same political road, Walkervilles may no longer be camp-outs. I hope this month’s Walkerville tactics help make the point and change direction enough that we don’t need the real thing.

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>Five on Friday: Politically Speaking

>I couldn’t do it. I started to write about the control freaks we have in our state legislature right now, not to mention in the governor’s office. I couldn’t do it. My shoulders went up to my earlobes, the back of my neck tightened, and my stomach twisted in knots.

Instead of a standard political post, here’s a list of Five for Friday.
Five Reasons to be Concerned about the Wisconsin legislature
5. Members of the Senate do not treat each other with respect. What happened to parliamentary procedure? What happened to the golden rule? The rudeness on the Senate floor is downright embarrassing.
4. Majorities in both houses treat the minorities like dirt under their feet. I understand the concept of “Majority Rules,” but in our system, the minority still has the right to be heard.
3. Even Madison’s annual Bratfest is becoming partisan because Johnsonville Brat CEO contributed to Scott Walker’s campaign.
2. The governor still thinks everything goes better with Koch.
1. I like the name Wisconsin better than its Twitter alternative: Fitzwalkerstan.
So on we go, into the long weekend. When the politicians walk past during the parade on Monday, I’ll do my best to be quiet. Maybe. Or maybe I’ll just honk the horn on Amigo’s bike to drown out the Republican slogans.

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>Mrs. Lerner’s Afterlife – a story worth rereading

>Since the Rapture was (ahem) yesterday, I thought it was a good time to bring out this story once again.

Let’s call her Mrs. Lerner, the teacher in this story. Mrs. Lerner passed away, and continued on her peaceful way toward the pearly gates. St. Peter met her with, “Welcome, Mrs. Lerner. Here in Heaven, we all make contributions. What would you like to do?” Mrs. Lerner responded, “I’m a teacher, so I’ll teach.”

Peter called over St. John-Baptiste de la Salle, the patron saint of teachers, and had him escort Mrs. Lerner to her new classroom. When she got there, she was was shocked to see the conditions. 40 desks. 35 textbooks, all outdated. Pencils, pens, and paper were sufficient to supply the class for perhaps one day, no computers existed, and a cracked chalkboard hung on the front wall.
“Oh, my God!” she exclaimed, “this is horrible!”
Boom! Suddenly, Mrs. Lerner was in an entirely different locale, escorted by a devilishly handsome young man. With a fiendish smile, he brought her to a very different classroom. 15 desks well-equipped with supplies, books of all reading levels and interests, an interactive whiteboard, and behind each student, supportive parents. On her desk lay a contract offering the opportunity to bargain for decent working conditions as long as she continued to teach.
“I don’t understand,” she murmured, shaking her head. “Why the advantages here, of all places?”
The devilishly handsome escort slyly reminded the dedicated educator, “Mrs. Lerner, when you asked the governor for this, where did he tell you to go?”

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The best Mug Shot ever

When we travel, my favorite souvenir is a coffee mug. I drink from my Amtrak mug and remember the trip on the Empire Builder. I sip from my lobster mug and remember Nova Scotia. Whenever I finish a major project, I like to pull out my “ducks in a row” mug to show that I do, indeed, have all my ducks in a row.
Now I found another mug, a historic mug, that I must have.
Last year, President Obama said, “I can’t go around with my birth certificate plastered on my forehead.” When he released the long version because his short version wasn’t good enough for the conspiracy theorists, he told reporters that he didn’t have time for this silliness. He had more important things to do. A few days later, he announced that Osama bin Laden had been found and killed. Ahem.
To thumb my nose at those who still don’t understand that Hawaii is one of the United States, the Democrats have come up with the perfect mug.
Go ahead; go to this link and make a donation of $15 or more and get the Born in the USA mug. Stay active and stay caffeinated and get yourself a piece of history at the same time. I plan on it.
Disclaimer: I am active in progressive politics, including Organizing for America, but I was not paid or sponsored in any way for this post. This mug was too good to pass up.

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