The artist is Kevin Deval, whose work is inspired by Waukesha County.
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So you think that a state Supreme Court election decided by 204 votes is the strangest political thing you’ve ever seen?
Have you forgotten the month-long 2000 presidential election? It’s too early to say, but I’m guessing Prosser vs. Kloppenburg, however it ends up, will pale in comparison to how Bush vs. Gore ended up. Bush vs. Gore turned out to be a political science lesson with which we’re still grappling as a country — beginning with a lesson that the Electoral College, not the popular vote, decides presidential elections, since there is no such thing as a nationwide election. (The personal irony was that as a freshman in college I wrote a political science term paper, advocating, yes, the abolition of the Electoral College.)
On my way home from work on election night, Nov. 7, 2000, Florida was announced as a Gore win (polls in most of the state were closed, but polls in the Panhandle, which is in Central time, were still open), only to have the networks pull their projection.
The experts knew the Bush vs. Gore race was going to be close, and that was apparent as I did live commentary on the Ripon radio station, commentary that had to end by midnight because my wife was going on ambulance call at midnight, so I had to be home in case she was paged out for a call. I stayed up as well with my son, who was ill, and I paced, child in my arms, back and forth in front of the TV while NBC decided whether Florida was going for Bush or Gore.
Recall the late Tim Russert’s whiteboard with “Florida! Florida! Florida!” written on it:
I said the same thing on radio, based on my quick calculations that Florida’s 25 electoral votes would be enough to push Bush over the 270-electoral-vote total, but then again I didn’t work for NBC.About 1:15, CNN finally announced that Florida had gone to Bush, shortly followed by NBC:
I put Michael to bed, watched for a while longer, then went to the kitchen to clean it up. For some reason, at 2:30 I turned the TV back on, heard Tom Brokaw announce that the projected vote totals in Florida were diminishing, thought that was just too crazy to be true, and turned off the TV.
About 4:30, Jannan, Michael and I were in the emergency room across the street because Michael was having trouble breathing; the emergency room doctor concluded that Michael had … a cold. I went to work after a grand total of 90 minutes of sleep.
Of course, as we all know, election night didn’t end the election. At the time, I was appearing on the former Wisconsin Public Television “WeekEnd” show as their non-liberal non-Madisonian commentator. The biannual “WeekEnd Election Hangover Show” was held a couple of Fridays later in Madison, and one of the panelists was planning on retiring from the show after the election, but, as he pointed out, one can’t retire after an election if the election refuses to end.
In the month after the 2000 election, I would send emails every couple of days to a group of Marketplace readers (think of it as the precursor to the Marketplace of Ideas blog), passing on news from the post-election count in Florida and making predictions, all of which were (I thought) well-reasoned, and all of which were wrong. As the Dec. 5, 2000 issue came up (that issue’s Between Issues election story, the headline of which “Election winners: Kohl, Green, Petri and Bush?”, noted that Shawano voters, by an 18-vote margin, rejected a referendum to add fluoride to the city’s water supply), I had to decide what to write about an election that might or might not have ended by the time readers got that issue.
My solution: Write Marketplace’s first and only multiple-choice column. The left-side column began with “If Gore wins, read this …”, the right-side column began with “If Bush wins, read this …” and the middle column began with “… and then read this.” (My conclusion: “This election will be invoked for years to demonstrate that, yes, your vote does count. But this election also will be invoked for at least the near future by those who claim, for the right (voting methods) and wrong (because they didn’t like the result) reasons, that our system is in trouble. Millions of Americans went about their lives paying attention, even deep attention, to As the Votes Turn, while remembering that their lives continue regardless of how or for whom votes are cast. That’s the best lesson of all.”)
The last incorrect prediction I made was in my kitchen Wednesday, Dec. 13, 2000 at 9 p.m., when I said, as “Law & Order” was coming on, that, 10 p.m. having arrived in Washington, D.C., it was too late for the U.S. Supreme Court to announce a decision.
One minute later, the NBC News Special Report graphics popped onto the screen, with Tom Brokaw announcing that the Supremes had finally decided, and it was, he said, “a split decision.” The only problem with that was that, as NBC’s Dan Abrams pointed out two seconds later, standing in front of the Supreme Court with veteran reporter Carl Stern, that wasn’t the case. As Abrams and Stern, reading through the decision live as millions watched, reported, the Supreme Court’s decision awarded Florida’s 25 electoral votes to Bush, finally ending our long national nightmare.
The latest word is that the recount should be completed in May. There will be a recount regardless of the final vote margin, and the canvasses, once completed in each municipality, could change not just the vote margin, but who wins. And at some point during or after the recount process, the courts (also known as the third branch of the Legislature) are likely to get involved, of course. There is a chance that Justice David Prosser’s term could end with no one replacing him until the courts are finished.
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>Blow the dust off the 45 for our first birthday, Percy Faith, who composed the theme music for a ’50s potboiler movie:
Born later, but recording earlier, Billie Holiday:
And Charley Thomas of the Drifters:
Jethro Tull guitarist Mick Abrahams …
… was born the exact same day as Jefferson Airplane drummer Spencer Dryden:
The dark-haired half of Hall & Oates has a birthday …
… as does Bruce Gary, drummer for The Knack:
Also happy birthday to Jim Rockford and Capt. John F.X. McIntyre, M.D.
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A thought exercise:
Let’s say that the state Supreme Court decides (assuming a decision comes after the mediocrity that will be Justice Kloppenburg is seated) to invalidate the Legislature’s passage of the budget repair bill.
What was Gov. Walker’s stated alternative to the budget repair bill? I seem to remember writing back during the Fleeing Fourteen nonsense:
If the budget-repair bill isn’t passed, the result will be an alternative budget repair strategy: Layoffs of up to 6,000 state employees, the first 1,500 of which will occur very soon, and revenue-sharing cuts projected to result in layoffs of up to 6,000 local-government employees, between now and mid-2013. So the choice Senate Democrats are making is:- Give government employees smaller, but still better, benefits than private-sector workers, and retain their wage collective-bargaining rights, or …
- Reduce the government workforce by up to 12,000.
There is also option 3: Decertify the unions.
Better hope the (inevitable) recount goes Prosser’s way.
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>Kind of slim pickings (as opposed to Slim Pickens) today, but Michelle Phillips, the last surviving member of the Mamas & Papas, has a birthday today …
… as does Tony Cooner, drummer for Hot Chocolate …
… as does Udo Dirkschneider of Accept, which did …
The opposite of birthday would be, what, deathday? Anyway, Kurt Cobain of Nirvana committed suicide today in 1994:Finally, his career wasn’t in music, but a birthday shoutout from those of a certain age for Sgt. Kinchloe, better known as actor and director Ivan Dixon:
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Today’s state Supreme Court election gives voters a choice of the way voters wanted Nov. 2 vs. the way voters wanted in 2008.
Like it or not, judicial elections have become the same as other elections in that voters vote not for (their definition of) the best candidate, but which candidate will give the voter the results the voter wants. That is a cynical view, but that is reality and has been so since the Earl Warren days.
Justice David Prosser is certainly the law and order candidate in this race. By “law and order,” I mean making sure that actual criminals — those who commit murders or other violent crimes — stay in prison instead of looking for ways to get them out, as with the regrettable judicial career of former Justice Louis “Loophole Louie” Butler.
Assistant attorney general Joanne Kloppenburg has spent most of her legal career representing the Department of Natural Resources or some other tentacle of state government in environmental matters — such crimes against the people as docks on bodies of water that don’t measure up to some picayune state regulation. The Joanne Kloppenburg website (not her own) says:
The last thing the state of Wisconsin needs is a government growing, power seizing, zealous DNR attack dog effecting the application of laws in Wisconsin. Our states homeowners and private citizens have enough problems already dealing with high taxes and private land rights.The issue is not about whether Kloppenburg has enough experience to serve on the Supreme Court. She has never been a judge. (One can fairly ask why President Obama, Gov. James Doyle or Mayor Dave the Unpronounceable declined to appoint Kloppenburg when they had the chance.) But Prosser was not a judge before he was appointed. Nor was, for instance, former Justice William Bablitch.
The issue is simply what Wisconsinites will get from Justice Prosser vs. what they would get from Justice Kloppenburg. Anyone who thinks Kloppenburg will not join the liberal bloc of the state Supreme Court (including the Green Bay Press–Gazette) is simply mistaken. (And her refusal to disavow the ad that places Prosser in the same league as abusive Catholic priests — a charge refuted by both victims — makes one question Kloppenburg’s character.)
And, by the way, yes, a vote for Prosser is a vote for … let’s put it this way: the people who deservedly won Nov. 2.
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Seeing as how my main occupation is now finding employment, this may be a dangerous thing to write. On the other hand, a simple web search will show the curious what I’ve written and opined about anyway.
I have been an opinion writer for most of my professional career. At the Grant County Herald Independent, my first post-college employer, I wrote unsigned editorials representing the editorial view of The Newspaper. At the Beaver Dam Daily Citizen and then the Tri-County Press, the newspaper I half-owned, I wrote signed columns. When I got to Marketplace, even though previous editors had chosen to usually not take opinionated stances, I decided as editor to start, in part because, based on brief research of the area’s media, no one else was. To quote the title of one of the books of NBC-TV’s and ABC-TV’s David Brinkley, I decided that everyone is entitled to my opinion.
I didn’t discover this until I started Marketplace of Ideas, but as it happened the philosophy of the Wall Street Journal editorial page fit my opinion worldview perfectly, as written by the Journal’s William H. Grimes in 1951:
On our editorial page, we make no pretense of walking down the middle of the road. Our comments and interpretations are made from a definite point of view.It was, I believe, Robert Bartley, the long-time Wall Street Journal editorial page editor, who wrote that his opinion page (staffed separately from the news side) was designed to expound upon one particular set of principles, not do what most newspapers do and express a mishmash of opinions. Most daily newspapers of size that take opinionmongering seriously have an editorial board that decides what the newspaper’s position will be on the issue of the day. The result of that kind of approach is that most newspapers with editorial boards reflect positions that are all over the place based on whether yea or nay got a majority vote. (Note that the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel Sunday endorsed Supreme Court Justice David Prosser and Milwaukee County executive candidate Chris Abele, who are pretty politically opposite.)
I prefer the consistent-philosophy approach because, for one thing, not all opinions are valid. If you think the Packers should fire Ted Thompson and Mike McCarthy after the Packers won Super Bowl XLV, to quote John Mellencamp, your opinion means nothin’. To quote U.S. Sen. Daniel Patrick Moynihan, you are entitled to your own opinion, but you are not entitled to your own facts, and if your opinion is based on faulty facts (not to mention reasoning), your opinion will be similarly faulty. It is impossible for humans to be perfectly consistent, but it is better to have the needle pointing more toward Consistent than toward Hypocrite.
Everyone who knows me (including my wife, who has had to put up with my mostly unsolicited opinions for the more than 20 years she’s known me) knows how opinionated I am, or can be. (Runs in the family; in my case, though, I like to think my opinions are based on something more than just belief.) Truth be told, though, I pride myself on my ability to not express unsolicited opinions, even when someone expresses an opinion with which I vociferously disagree. The phrase “the personal is political” was not created by someone on the right side of the political spectrum. Regardless of how one feels about one particular political issue, we all have to get along, even with those with whom you disagree.
One of the more negative trends of our culture is the trend of people of like political beliefs viewing media that feeds their points of view instead of challenging their points of view. That is one reason why I don’t listen to Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, Mark Belling (other than in Belling’s case the fact that WISN radio’s signal doesn’t go very far north), et al, or watch Fox News. And that is (other than shameless self-promotion) why I always accepted discussion/debate/battle royal invitations for Wisconsin Public Radio, WTMJ-TV’s “Sunday Insight with Charlie Sykes,” Jo Egelhoff’s former show on WHBY in Appleton, or wherever else. I’ve always believed one gets better at opinionmongering by having one’s views challenged and honed in the marketplace of ideas. My views have shifted from conservative toward libertarian over the years anyway.
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>Birthdays today include Lonnie White, singer for Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, which did …
… and Eric Burdon of the Animals, which did …
… and Dave Holland of Judas Priest, which did …
… and Agnetha Fältskog of Abba, which did …
… and …
(Their music was the basis of the play “Mamma Mia.” I had thought one could not do a play based merely on a pop group’s portfolio. I was wrong.)
Also Paula Cole, who did:
And, in 2173, Harcourt Fenton Mudd, who will …
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I wrote this on the Marketplace of Ideas blog when I returned to Marketplace in 2008. I think it remains accurate.
Hey there everybody
Please don’t romp or roam
We’re a little nervous
’Cause we’re so far from home
So this is what we do
Sit back and let us groove
And let us work on you
— Chicago, “Introduction” from Chicago Transit AuthorityIt occurred to me after writing Marketplace of Ideas e-column numbers one and two that many readers may have no idea who I am, since I left Marketplace in 2001, two children, one presidential election and numerous other events (including 9/11) ago. …
(Warning for future reference: Reading this column may make you dizzy, since, as you may have already noticed, I often add enough parenthetical phrases to make reading me look like an electrocardiogram reading, augmented by hotlinks. Read on for examples.)
“Prestegard” is a Norwegian word meaning either “priest’s farm” or “animal farm,” the latter of which strikes me as an unkind statement on the usual state of my work space. (My retort to such comments usually is that people with neat desks obviously don’t have enough work to do.) The most famous Prestegard is probably James H. Prestegard, Ph.D., “a noted researcher in biological structures” at the University of Georgia. (In contrast, my worst subject in school was science.)
My father, also named Steve (his middle name; you can imagine the confusion during phone calls at home when I started sounding like him), is not a “noted researcher” (although he was part of southern Wisconsin’s first rock and roll band), but he worked in banking for 40½ years for one employer (with four different names) and, more importantly, was an excellent dad. My mother was a finalist in the 1960 Miss Wisconsin USA pageant, and my parents were pictured on the 1961 official Wisconsin road map, getting directions from a state trooper (a highly unlikely scene, believe me). I will never reach the level of coolness of any of the three famous Steves of the movie “The Tao of Steve” — Steve Austin (this one, although there is also Stone Cold Steve Austin, whose name is not actually Steve Austin), Steve McGarrett or Steve McQueen — or, for that matter, the “Cult of Steve,” but then again, life is too short to worry about being cool.
I’m a native of (the People’s Republic of) Madison and a Journalism and Political Science graduate of the University of Wisconsin, where I probably spent more time playing in the world famous University of Wisconsin Band than on, say, studying. (Then again, the UW Band was much more fun, and that was before the Badgers started making regular appearances at football bowl games like three Rose Bowls and NCAA basketball and hockey tournaments.) I was a reporter for weekly and daily newspapers and owned a weekly newspaper for 1½ years before coming to Marketplace in January 1994. My side interest, other than eating, is sports announcing, currently on The Ripon Channel, including the twice-state-champion Ripon Tigers football team.
For those who care about personality, according to the Myers–Briggs Type Indicator I’m an ESTJ, as were or are, according to these sites, Simon Peter, George W. Bush and eight other presidents, Jack Webb, Eliot Ness, John D. Rockefeller, Sam Walton, Rev. Billy Graham, Mike Wallace and Vince Lombardi. According to various online sites, I’m a “capitalist,” “libertarian,” more libertarian than conservative, and very right-wing economically and somewhat socially libertarian, as Milton Friedman was. (And according to this site, there is only one other Stephen Prestegard in the U.S.)
More Steve trivia: I was the first person to win the Madison City Spelling Bee more than once, in 1977 and 1979 (possibly a harbinger to my future career as an editor). I earned the Eagle Scout Award in 1981. Between stints here at MARKETPLACE, I have had two political experiences — member (or, if you will, commissioner) of the City of Ripon Plan Commission and candidate for school board, where I said I wanted to finish first or last, and I got my wish. (This company prohibits its employees from serving in political offices the grounds that those who report the news should not be involved in being in the news, so thus ends my political “career.”)
I’m a big fan of the rock group Chicago (this Chicago, not this Chicago). The lyrics that begin this column come from the first song of Chicago’s first album. My uncle (owner of an Appleton machine shop, incidentally; his wife, my aunt, found the ad for the Marketplace editor position back in 1994, so blame her if you don’t like what you read) once played the entire 16-minute-long “Ballet for a Girl in Buchannon” (including “Make Me Smile” and “Colour My World”) at ear-splitting levels in his house for me, and I was hooked from then on. I’m also a big fan of America’s sports car, the Chevrolet Corvette (any manual-transmission model from 1965 to 1981 or from 1997 onward), even though I sadly lack money or garage space for one. (Corvettes are also somewhat incompatible with tall people and families of five.)
My most visible personal eccentricity, if you must know, has to do with my facial hair. In eighth grade, I had a science teacher who grew a beard during the fall (my first exposure to a deer hunting beard), then shaved it off after spring break. In my case, I have a beard during the winter, shave down to a goatee during the equinox seasons, and then usually shave down to a mustache during the summer. Why do I do this? Because I can.
Journalism is a profession of, for most, long hours, low pay and little recognition outside of when a journalist screws up. (That may explain why so many journalists are liberals and tend to dislike business — perhaps they assume that all work environments are like theirs.) Yet, as I wrote here before, there is something bracing about having your name on your work for everyone to like, hate or otherwise critique. However, journalism is not nearly as tough as being a parent — my most important job, and yet the job I often feel least able to do.
For those who wonder about how I got my particular political bent, it probably is at least in part the result of growing up in Madison and attending UW. It wasn’t just the daily display of some sort of left-wing idiocy; it was the fact that so many people took the left-wing idiots seriously and gave respect to views that no one with a brain should consider for more than 0.02 seconds.
Personal example: Madison once had an “anti-nuclear dance group” called Nu Parable, which performed what they called “die-ins” (think Marcel Marceau performing the last scene in “Dr. Strangelove”) in public places, such as Madison’s East Towne Mall, to demonstrate their conviction that the large worldwide supply of nuclear weapons of the time was going to leave the Earth either a flaming and radioactive, or frozen and radioactive, hunk of rock orbiting the Sun. Nu Parable was particularly convinced that Ronald Reagan, having inexplicably failed to immolate the Earth during his first term in office, would certainly succeed if he was re-elected in 1984.Where would be an ideal place for Nu Parable to express this belief? During the National Anthem before the nationally televised Wisconsin–Ohio State football game that fall, of course. When you are standing on Camp Randall Stadium’s artificial turf in uniform playing the Star Spangled Banner, you do not expect, once you get to “And the rocket’s red glare,” people you don’t recognize to run past you on the way to the U.S. flag to perform their “die-in.” (Then again, Nu Parable probably didn’t expect the entire student section to start a “Nuke ‘em! Nuke ‘em!” chant as they were arrested by UW police.)
Individuals or groups like Nu Parable have the right, under the First Amendment, to express whatever views they like. (The fact I was in uniform probably deterred me from finding one of the Nu Parables and expressing my constitutional rights upon that person, something the legal system probably would have called “felony battery.”) What seems unique to the left is that much of the left seems to believe that everyone should live like the lefties believe people should live, and they enforce their beliefs through, say, burning down under-construction million-dollar-houses because such houses are inconsistent with their environmental views.
I have become more libertarian as I’ve gotten older. We have certainly seen that Republican presidents or governors (or, more accurately, those they appoint or those elected with them) can screw things up or waste our tax dollars left and right almost as well as Democratic presidents or governors can. I do not want to be told how to live my life by a conservative-leaning government (consider that the Federal Communications Commission is fining ABC-TV over the appearance of bare actress skin in an episode of “NYPD Blue,” a series that has been off the air for three years) any more than I want to be told how to live my life by a liberal-leaning government (read the stickers warning about the air bags that are federally mandated to be in your car). At the risk of igniting an argument I won’t explore in detail here, one advantage of the free market is that if you don’t like a particular company, you don’t have to use that company’s products or services. Such, unfortunately, is not the case with government. (As to whether we really have a free market in the U.S., that argument is likely to be picked up later.)
As I wrote before, I do not believe markets are perfect, because humans are imperfect. (This probably separates me from the followers of Ayn Rand — for one thing, Rand was an atheist, and I am not — although I’m a big fan of Atlas Shrugged, which is one of the great philosophical works of the 20th century.) To paraphrase Winston Churchill, it may well be that capitalism is the second worst economic system on the planet, with all other economic systems tied for worst. But if God indeed gave us all reason and free will, then no other economic system other than the free market is compatible with that reality — people making their life decisions themselves. As Churchill put it, “The common denominator in the history of the English-speaking peoples is individual freedom. We are its creator, its protector and its guarantor.”
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If you asked my wife about her favorite songs (which, as with Friday, are the property of the current copyright-holders), she would mention two. First, from the 1970s, Mr. Loaf:
(There is a story about the singer accompanying Mr. Loaf: Her name is Karla DeVito, but her voice is Ellen Foley, Markie Post’s predecessor on the 1980s sitcom “Night Court.”)
Shortly thereafter, a Canadian group, the Kings (which got about as much airplay as Lighthouse thanks to those Canadian domestic content laws), released this two-part song:
Actually, my former assistant should be doing this since she is an actual DJ. (Contact her if you’re looking for one.) She one day mentioned an unusual guilty pleasure for someone who I believe was born after this song, part of a musical that played in the U.K. for three years and in the U.S. for two months, was released:
Finally, two birthdays today: Guitarist Dave Hill of the Climax Blues Band, which …… and guitarist Pick Withers of Dire Straits, which did this at our wedding: