{"id":2467,"date":"2004-07-24T10:41:48","date_gmt":"2004-07-24T14:41:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/dbnews\/2004\/07\/24\/it-has-begun\/"},"modified":"2004-07-24T10:41:48","modified_gmt":"2004-07-24T14:41:48","slug":"it-has-begun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2004\/07\/24\/it-has-begun\/","title":{"rendered":"It Has Begun"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a3555'><\/a><\/p>\n<table width=\"537\" border=\"0\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">The rain is falling in sheets on the streets<br \/>\n          of Boston as the stage is set for the quadrennial display of rite and<br \/>\n          ritual which the coronation of a Major Party Candidate has become.&nbsp;The<br \/>\n          temperature is hanging in the low seventies, and is expected to drop<br \/>\n          steadily over the next few days, at least according to the 5-Day Forecast<br \/>\n          on channel 7. Of course, as Norma Yvonne likes to say, &quot;Those meteorologists<br \/>\n          should have stuck with studying meteors.&quot;<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">The Charles River was wind-tossed<br \/>\n            and rain-splattered as we drove to our<br \/>\n            office a bit before eight this Saturday morning, strangely bereft<br \/>\n          of the college and boat club crews working out in the early morning<br \/>\n            calm,<br \/>\n            the singles<br \/>\n            rowing in solitary mechanical focus, the fours working on their turns,<br \/>\n            navigating the grey-green stanchions which divide the lanes as they<br \/>\n            pass under the bridges, and the magnificent eights, nine with the<br \/>\n          coxswain, functioning absolutely as one organism with a single purpose,<br \/>\n          to propel<br \/>\n            that shell through the water as fast as humanly possible, even in<br \/>\n          the summer, even in the rain, hell, those maniacs are out rowing<br \/>\n          in<br \/>\n            the SNOW, but not today.&nbsp; The river is completely empty.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">Downtown, less than a mile from our office, they<br \/>\n          are buttoning down the Fleet Center step by step.&nbsp; The Secret<br \/>\n          Service took control of the area last night at 8.&nbsp; The nearby<br \/>\n          train station and Green Line subway stop are closed. There are literally<br \/>\n          police on every corner for a 10 block area, and bomb-sniffing dog are<br \/>\n          continually<br \/>\n          making the rounds and sticking their noses into everything. The Big<br \/>\n          Boys are coming to Boston, and the Powers That Be are not taking any<br \/>\n          chances with the possibility of an unsightly incident. <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">The result is a sight to be seen, and puts new<br \/>\n          meaning into the phrase &quot;Police State&quot;. The number of police dogs in<br \/>\n          evidence is awesome.&nbsp; They must have called for a convention of<br \/>\n          all of the Bomb-Sniffing dogs in the entire country, and we wouldn&#8217;t<br \/>\n          be surprised if a few Drug-Sniffing or even illegal alien dogs have<br \/>\n          been brought in as ringers,  to multiply the effect. They say 5,000<br \/>\n          delegates, party hacks and upper-crusters will arrive in the next 48<br \/>\n          hours, as well as 15,000 media types, including yours truly as a part<br \/>\n          of the<br \/>\n          miniscule<br \/>\n          contingent of 30 Bloggers in this dynamic display of how politics works<br \/>\n          in the new millennium in the most powerful empire the planet has seen<br \/>\n          to date.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">We wonder how many agents the forces of order<br \/>\n          will field in their parallel display of how Police Power works in that<br \/>\n          same Empire.&nbsp; Of<br \/>\n          course, the true total can never be revealed.&nbsp; First we have<br \/>\n          the Boston Police, those brave boys in blue who even now, less than<br \/>\n          48 hours before kickoff, are threatening to actually picket convention<br \/>\n          events. Oh, the horror! Democratic delegates forced to cross a Union<br \/>\n          picket line! At the same time, what could be more American than a group<br \/>\n          of hard-working first-defenders exercising their God-given right to<br \/>\n          organize<br \/>\n          and protest<br \/>\n          what they see as unfair working conditions.&nbsp; Then, backing them<br \/>\n          up, we have a Cadre of &#8211; Prison Guards.&nbsp; Yes, due to their determination<br \/>\n          to field the absolute largest team possible, the forces of order have<br \/>\n          called up all of the State Prison Guards, to be equipped and used<br \/>\n          as crowd control and riot police, and empowered by a special order<br \/>\n          to arrest civilians and throw them in the clink. Naturally, the<br \/>\n          president of THEIR union is crying bloody murder, basically saying<br \/>\n          &quot;We didn&#8217;t sign on for THIS.&quot;<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">On top of these local jokers, we have the heavy<br \/>\n          hitters from out of town.&nbsp; State troopers from all over Massachusetts,<br \/>\n          SWAT teams from all over the country, the entire Secret Service in<br \/>\n          their 3-piece uniforms with the screwy high-tech earrings, Treasury<br \/>\n          Police,<br \/>\n          FBI, Homeland<br \/>\n          Security,<br \/>\n          Nuclear<br \/>\n          Regulatory<br \/>\n          Commission guys, all sorts of armed forces specialists and doubtless<br \/>\n          numerous groups so clandestine that their very existence is considered<br \/>\n          a State Secret of the highest order. As we walked into our office a<br \/>\n          few minutes ago two unfamiliar but obviously law-enforement vehicles<br \/>\n          cruised slowly by, like sharks sniffing their way around unfamiliar<br \/>\n          waters. On their sides it said &quot;Capitol Police K-9 Unit&quot;.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">The City and County lockups have cleared out over<br \/>\n          3,000 jail spaces for the expected arrests.&nbsp; Over behind the Fleet<br \/>\n          Center they have constructed a steel cage, double chain link fence<br \/>\n          topped with razor wire, splatter guards to protect against thrown<br \/>\n          urine or acid, patrolled by armed guards with dogs, which is the Officially<br \/>\n          Designated Protest Area. Unroofed, covered with a fine nylon mesh to<br \/>\n          stop thrown objects, without water  or toilets, a thousand protesters<br \/>\n          at at time are to be released into the cage for the purpose of exercising<br \/>\n          their 1st amendment right to express their political views.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">Meanwhile,<br \/>\n              the Dowbrigade is worrying about how to keep a decent buzz on in<br \/>\n              the face of this massive display of Law<br \/>\n          and Order, how to mobilize in a city to tightly controlled and closed<br \/>\n          up, and the fact that his driver&#8217;s licence is about to expire, and<br \/>\n          his University<br \/>\n          ID<br \/>\n          has<br \/>\n          delaminated<br \/>\n          to the degree<br \/>\n          that<br \/>\n          the<br \/>\n          dirty<br \/>\n          plastic film with the ten-year-old photo has completely separated from<br \/>\n          the hard plastic card, and we don&#8217;t get paid until Friday.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">But we are nothing if not resourceful.&nbsp; After<br \/>\n          all, this is OUR home turf, and they (and here we are including delegates,<br \/>\n          party officials, secret service, all of those bastards) are the invaders,<br \/>\n          and as we have seen in Vietnam and Iraq, even the mightiest powers<br \/>\n          on Earth can be humbled or at least temporarily confounded by a stubborn<br \/>\n          and resourceful local population.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">And temporary it shall be.&nbsp; In another week<br \/>\n          it will all seem like a bad dream.&nbsp; The rock stars and puppet-masters<br \/>\n          will have left town, and with them the global media spotlight, gone<br \/>\n          sweeping restlessly back and forth across the globe, looking to illuminate<br \/>\n          a convention here, a bomb blast there, a promising new drug or the<br \/>\n          birth of sextuplets on the other side of the planet.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">What will have really happened? The Dowbrigade<br \/>\n          believes that the American Experiment in Democracy has either been<br \/>\n          hijacked or has evolved into a sort of Merchant&#8217;s Dream, a highly<br \/>\n          organized production and consumption mechanism designed to harness<br \/>\n          the resources of the planet and the efforts of the far majority of<br \/>\n          the population for the vision of a tiny privileged elite. In the United<br \/>\n          States the practitioners of this methodology have been so successful<br \/>\n          that they have the far majority of the people convinced that there<br \/>\n          is still functioning representative democracy in place which actually<br \/>\n          gives a shit what the majority of the people really think, feel<br \/>\n          or want.&nbsp; In fact, by forging an unholy alliance with the Major<br \/>\n          Media, the Merchant Kings are now largely TELLING the American public<br \/>\n          what to think, feel and want.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">However, every once in a while, something happens,<br \/>\n          or someone writes a book, or a song, which pokes a hole in the hypnotic<br \/>\n          tapestry of information which maintains the modern democratic illusion.<br \/>\n          Sometimes, somehow, the fraying fabric of the subterfuge is revealed,<br \/>\n          exposed,<br \/>\n          visible to the rank and file. &quot;Pay no attention to that man behind<br \/>\n          the curtain.&quot; <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">Those among the thinking who still have a modicum<br \/>\n          of hope for the resurrection of an authentic American democracy still<br \/>\n          believe in the existence of the mythical, slumbering, American People,<br \/>\n          a People who believe in their core in an absolute sense of Justice,<br \/>\n          a People who do not trust their government, or any government, a People<br \/>\n          who just basically want to be left alone to live their lives and pursue<br \/>\n          happiness in the manner that seems most natural to them, and who accordingly<br \/>\n          go to political sleep for long periods of time, until a major war or sufficiently<br \/>\n          gross malfeasance in their elected representatives awakens them from<br \/>\n          their slumber to sweep the state clean in righteous disgust and so<br \/>\n          renew and revitalize the American spirit of revolutionary democracy.<br \/>\n          <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#000000\">If that fairy tale is even remotely possible,<br \/>\n          it is the moments when the fraying fabric of the current ersatz democratic<br \/>\n          elusion are visible when the possibility exists to awaken the sleeping<br \/>\n          giant.&nbsp; The<br \/>\n          real reason we are all here is to see if one of those moments occurs<br \/>\n          in Boston in 2004, as it did in Chicago, in 1968.<\/font><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The rain is falling in sheets on the streets of Boston as the stage is set for the quadrennial display of rite and ritual which the coronation of a Major Party Candidate has become.&nbsp;The temperature is hanging in the low &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2004\/07\/24\/it-has-begun\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1443],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2467","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-esl-links"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2467","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2467"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2467\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2467"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2467"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2467"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}