Rauner: The Beatings Will Continue Until Morale Improves
(from The Mutiny on The Bounty – Captain Bligh)
It’s been a rough start to 2016. We’re nearly one month in and already I am awash
in all the media’s anger and warnings.
A possibly certifiably deranged lady wearing some kind of
chain mail is shouting, “We’re gonna kick ass; no more pussy footin’ around,”
to the cheers of an equally unhinged crowd.
A carny barker with cotton candy hair in a $5000 suit looks on
approvingly with pursed lips.
When it comes to collective bargaining, my possibly
certifiably deranged Governor in Illinois, “a gaze blank and pitiless as the
sun” is warning that our state is “gettin’ our tail kicked,” and the General
Assembly should endorse his new pension plan and ignore the Illinois Supreme
Court unanimous decision protecting pension benefits of state employees.
Usually sensible people in suits sit on a panel for Chicago
Tonight and wring their hands while projecting no likely change in the budget
impasse for up to another year. Perhaps
not even “four years,” says one of the state congressmen. Each blames the other “full of passionate
intensity.”
Bernie Sanders is gathering steam and votes in Iowa, and
although his anger is totally comprehensible to me, it seems we are dangerously
diverging as a nation of what was once moderate neighbors and friends.
“Things fall apart.”
Reprise: from October this last year with only a continued pain for
the marginalized in our society and a long-term disaster for the state’s finances.
King “Trickle Down” Rauner and the New
Feudalism
“Rock-a-bye baby, in the
treetop
When the wind blows, the
cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the
cradle will fall
And down will come baby,
cradle and all”
My mother used to sing lullabies to me when I was just a wee
lad, but she never really took much time to explain them. After all, I was drowsy, in all likelihood
she was busy, and neither of us actually understood the sinister political
messages of these little back yard commercials of the post-medieval
period. No Television, no Twitter, no
Facebook. Why not send innocent children
out into the world with ditties composed to undermine the wealthy and the
powerful? Or record the horrors of a
world controlled by the elite?
One of Governor Rauner’s chief demands before he will begin
to entertain the current budget offered up by the Democratically-controlled
General Assembly in Springfield is that they (the General Assembly) sign on to
his Turnaround Agenda, showing fealty by passing some laws which indicate an
unswerving acceptance of at least a few of his priorities: right to work, reduced workers’ compensation,
local controls, a freeze on property taxes.
In other words – no, in Rauner’s words – “if you accept my
demands, I might deal with your oversized budget which will cost us a bit less
than what was lost when we rescinded the last tax on income.”
Madigan’s argument: Rauner’s agenda has nothing to do with a
budget. He is trying to force a personal
agenda which has nothing to do with making numbers work. He stresses the need to undercut the middle
class before he will accept a budget that will provide support for the
marginalized and the middle class.
Rauner’s argument: I am for the middle class, but I need these
requests for anti-union, anti-workers’ compensation, and property tax relief to
be done first to provide a business-friendly climate for growing the middle
class.
Hauntingly, Rauner’s argument is another version, one
presented in the midst of fiscal crisis for Illinois, that trickle-down
economics works…and although Rauner has nothing to back that up in any
substantive or empirical research, he is hoping that we will all swallow, just
as we did when he ran the idea during his successful purchase of the
governorship.
None of us who worked for the state of Illinois are friends
of Speaker Michael Madigan or his Attorney-General daughter Lisa Madigan. We have seen and suffered the anxieties and
anger of their illegal attempts to take our promised and paid for pensions from
all of us. Yet, in the most outrageous
of absurdities, here is this same Speaker, arguing that he is trying to respect
the rights of the middle class to be safe from persecution.
In fact, Lou Lang and Elaine Nekritz were political chameleons trying to
explain their evolving acceptance of the Pension Protection Clause on Chicago
Tonight on January 20th for Matt Murphy, Jeannie Ives, and the WTTW
reporter.
Only in Illinois, my friends.
And if Rauner were to get his way before the budget could be
entertained by his new governorship?
Premier would be local control, along with local property tax
freezes. Each local village or city
enjoying their own specific processes on union contracting, educational
funding, workers compensation, educational mandating, etc. , like smaller
individual governments acting sovereignly within their own areas.
During Medieval periods, individuals walking from one small
town to another faced a surrounding wall and doorway though which they needed
ask permission to enter, after declaring allegiance to all the laws within that
particular village/city.
“Who knocks there?”
“A carpenter, Joshua
Jordenson.”
“Are you a trained
union carpenter?”
“Never mind. I’ll be moving on…”
Now that Springfield is in a budget stalemate, Rauner is
taking his argument once again on the
road (instead of sitting down to hammer out the fiscal issues). He will be the advance guy for the nearly $20
million he has to spend on commercials decrying the evils of those in
Springfield who have some concerns accepting what he would do to the mentally
ill, the homeless, the educationally needy, etc.
And, now that we
enter the New Year with no concessions given. Rauner has decided to double down. Let’s target pensions, the CPS system, Rahm,
collective bargaining, re-districting, etc., all at once.
This is a Governor who had nothing more than an angry agenda
to be elected, no real plan to govern, only a platform from which to
argue.
Back to my Mom’s sweet poem.
I am reminded once again of the wealthy and elite – royalty actually –
visiting the various villages during Medieval times, especially when the needed
servants for their castles. They’d send
their lackeys out into the various peasant hovels to find babies to take for
use as servants in their own castles.
The peasant, in order to save their children from being taken into a
life of servitude, would tie the babies into the tree boughs in the evenings,
hoping that the winds would rock the kids to sleep, and the strong-armed
visitors at the doors would never find them.
If that worked, thank God, the Lord’s desperate servants
left. But if the wind blew too hard and
the bough broke?
They’d not want either “slouching beast” to get to
them.
With apologies to W. B. Yeats
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