Thursday, January 22, 2009

Tuesday's board meeting—Roy's report

Maybe you noticed that I haven’t actually given a report on Tuesday’s board meeting. I offered videos instead.
But Dissent readers don’t seem to like those, so here’s my belated verbiage. (That means "words," Walter.)

I had high hopes for spectacular fireworks Tuesday night, but they were dashed by Lee Haggerty’s email reporting that the contract item had been pulled. Haggerty’s memo was odd, what with its reference to (I guess) hard economic times. Well, it’ll be hard times next month and the month after that too, so is this a permanent tabling of the item? Let’s hope not.

During the meeting, board Prez Don Wagner, too, alluded to the rotten economic turn in his explanation for pulling the item. One hopes the plan is to allow more lobbying of trustees and/or more negotiating. Something.

Tomfoolery!

We’ve certainly got a special board. It was fun looking up there at 'em, contemplating the tangled web of hatred. Nancy Padberg hates John Williams, ‘cause Williams fired her three years ago. But Williams now has gotta hate Tom Fuentes (if he didn’t hate him before) for dropping a demagogue bomb on ‘im over his dastardly support of the faculty contract proposal.

But Fuentes and his crew of spin-meisters slimed Padberg, too—why not?—and so, though she must still loathe Williams, at least she and Johnny now have a #1 Loathe Object in common. Meanwhile, Don Wagner’s gotta be pretty peeved about Fuentes’ maneuver, which makes anything resembling fair deliberation about the contract pretty much impossible. Thank you, Tom.

And Dave Lang’s gotta be steamed, too, ‘cause he had no problem with the 5% COLA part of the proposal, but he’s getting slammed along with Fuentes as being anti-faculty and totally Neanderthal. Dave wants to be loved. He's only a quisling, not a Karl Rovian Neanderthal, thinks Dave.

Meanwhile, Bill Jay still likes the contract proposal (and seems to love everybody), and Marcia Milchiker—well, she can be found on Neptune.

At one point during the meeting, she said something particularly daffy, whereupon Fuentes quipped, “Quit while you’re ahead, Marcia!” Then Wagner yelled: “But she’s not ahead!”


Tom leaks

As you know, in recent weeks, OC Register blogger Steve Greenhut has reported the initial vote taken by the board in closed session. It was 4-3, says Greenhut, with Wagner, Fuentes, and Lang opposing the proposed contract. I did not know that.

But how is it that Greenhut knew what went on in a closed session? One naturally supposes that Fuentes unburdened himself to Greenhut about these highly sensitive deliberations.

Classy guy, that Tom Fuentes.

Everybody on the board must be just as pleased as punch about the guy. I wonder what the Lord thinks of ‘em? My guess is that Tom thinks that God thinks that a guy gets to lie and cheat and mess around, as long as he does it for Lordly ends.

I’m an ethicist, and we call such people “assholes.”

Motley crew

Saddleback College’s Ozzie-‘n’-Harrietesque student government crowd came back from the malt shop with a new and improved proposed budget—one that pretty much satisfied the board’s complaints of two months ago. These kids, and Thorny too, have now opted to spend big money on scholarships, etc., which is great. So Fuentes and the others fell over themselves praising these young people. It was amazing bullshit. Those ASG kids seemed to sniff the air.

The always-dapper Mr. Arnold Bray, the district’s consultant/lobbyist (I think), provided a budget update. (He has the best shoes I've ever seen.) He reported that there are officials who seek to hand over our “basic aid” tax money to the K-12 districts. Right now, it’s just an idea, he said. But he’ll keep us up to speed on this thing so we'll be ready to pounce and squeal if necessary.

Did I mention that Marcia Milchiker’s “invocation” sounded like a press release about community colleges? It didn’t sound to me like she was summoning the Deity. It was more like she was reading from the college catalog.

So we all stood there in this prayerful posture, wondering what in hell Marcia thought she was doing. And then, at the end, Marcia said, “Amen.” It was like watching a GEICO commercial that ends with the Pope blessing that goddam lizard.

Bad news

Trustees fell over themselves expressing grief, etc., about the death of Saddleback College’s Howard Adams, obviously a swell guy. We also learned that Saddleback College’s Cal Nelson (more recently a rent-a-dean at IVC) had suffered a stroke. Everybody loves Cal.

Because the meeting started late, the board decided to postpone the update on the “basic skills initiative.” I think Rajen was disappointed.

During board reports, Don Wagner referred to some basketball game last Friday between Saddleback College and IVC. He said that the gym was filled with presidents: himself, Burnett, Roquemore, Gabriella, et al. “You couldn’t swing a stick without hitting a president,” he quipped. Something like that, anyway. We had a good laugh.

Peevitude displayed

When Lee Haggerty got up to defend the faculty contract proposal (see video below), he and Wagner got into a pissing contest, and it was very unpleasant and, well, highly entertaining. Wagner looked seriously pissed. But then Haggerty suggested that he didn’t like being lectured at neither, and Don didn't have a comeback for that one, and so I suspect that Don now spends his evenings poking needles into a little Lee Haggerty "Union" doll.

Oddly, for once, Chancellor Raghu P. Mathur didn’t have much to say. Maybe Wagner muzzled him. Could be. He pretty much stuck to offering factoids about headcount and whatnot.

FTES (full time equivalent students) is up 9% at Saddleback College and (ahem) it’s up 15.4% at IVC. Sounds good. Later, Bob C added up those numbers and came up with 25%, but I suspect that he was just having a bout of goofiness, which happens to the elderly. (Just kidding Bob.)

I think mention was made of the “Ray Bradbury” event at IVC next Wednesday. That should be cool. I’ve already got my tickets, which were free. I’m taking TigerAnn.

She just loves The Martian Chronicles, that silly cat.

Investigation of Coast Chancellor remains mysterious

Marla Jo Fisher of the OC Reg (Coast college district names acting chancellor), reports that trustees of the Coast Community College District have appointed Coastline College President Ding-Jo Currie as acting chancellor.

Two weeks ago, Coast trustees put Chancellor Ken Yglesias on administrative leave while “unspecified charges” against him were being investigated.

Evidently, Currie offered no clues as to the nature of the investigation.

Fisher spoke with Dean Mancina of the faculty union. Mancina speculated that Yglesias' ouster “might have something to do with the fact that Yglesias and ousted trustee Armando Ruiz were friends.”

Tom Fuentes' clueless soldiers attack the contract proposal



Video clips from Tuesday's meeting of the SOCCCD board, including related comments by trustees Williams, Fuentes, and Lang.

For a kind of rebuttal to these public speakers, see yesterday's post.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Faculty refute Tom Fuentes' distortions of the proposed faculty contract


From last night's meeting of the South Orange County Community College District Board of Trustees.

OC Treasurer Chriss Street opines



I attended most of last night's meeting of the South Orange County Community College Board of Trustees.

Nothing of any great importance occurred last night (at least during the first 3/4 of the meeting). The faculty contract item had been pulled. Nevertheless, board president Don Wagner allowed several guests to speak on the matter, including OC Treasurer Chriss Street, who seemed to be there to predict fiscal doom and gloom. (I'm not sure, but that decision may have been unprecedented.)

No doubt, notoriously anti-union trustee Tom Fuentes arranged for Street’s appearance as part of his effort to prevent a faculty raise. As is his custom, Fuentes has turned a complex issue into a matter of stupid and ugly politics. Intelligent deliberation about the proposed contract is now virtually impossible.

Street’s remarks concern the SOCCCD’s unusual “basic aid” funding, which depends on locally collected property taxes. Street’s point is that those funds will soon shrink substantially. (Also this night, a lobbyist for the community colleges indicated that there are officials who seek to channel this “basic aid” money to K-12 districts—and thus away from the SOCCCD. John Williams offered a strong opinion in opposition to that idea.)

Last night, other speakers referred to the fact that the proposed contract includes an approximately 5% increase that is in fact a COLA provided to all others state employees (including SOCCCD non-faculty employees) last year. Hence, most of this so-called proposed “raise” includes an increase already granted to employees across the state.

I do hope—and expect—that the faculty will secure this 5% increase. Speaking for myself only, I think that, under the circumstances (namely, the economic downturn), there is room for compromise regarding the rest of the proposed increase. Times are tough, and sacrifice is in order. But, again, I would insist on the 5%.


Later today, I'll have other videos from Tuesday's meeting.

Walkin' that Ribbon of Highway

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

How to Kill a Mockingbird

It's been an MLK Birthday/Obama Inaugural weekend at Rebel Girl's abode. It started early when, inspired by her pals in D.C., she wrote this post: Get Your Ball Gown On.

On Friday, sans ball gown and ball, she wore her official Obama campaign t-shirt out in the world. Orange County for Obama, it read. Most seemed happy to see it. The shoe salesman from Sri Lanka shared that he had supported Obama and joked about how, before the election, he imagined he could send his shoe-stretching devices for the torturers to use in Gitmo – now I won't have to, he said. Ha ha. It wasn't the best joke but Reb understood the spirit in which it was given. The saleslady at the Salvation Army offered that she was praying for the new president and wished him and his family well. At the farmers' market, the man who sold rum-soaked Italian cakes offered her a slice, claiming it was part of Obama stimulus plan.

Then there was the middle-aged man with thinning blonde hair who approached Reb at the market. He stopped and didn't smile. He pointed his finger at her chest and said: "Your boy makes me worry."

Reb smiled. "Don't be," she replied and walked on. She bought organic Fuji apples, avocados, two fillets of John Dory, beets, arugula and early asparagus, 3 for $5.00.

She kept thinking of that fellow all that day, how the sun seemed to thin when he spoke, his tone of voice, his finger, the way his "Your boy" made her feel.

# # #

Perhaps ten years ago, Rebel Girl had a student in her evening creative writing class. Nice young man. But one day he wasn't there and the next week she saw him at the coffee cart and did what she does – made him come to her office to pick up the work he missed. She's like that. It was early in the semester. She was still getting to know her students. They were still getting to know her.

The student followed her to her office and while she rifled through the papers on her desk, he looked around her office. His eyes settled on the framed portrait of Dr. King on her bookcase. It's that famous one of him in his office, with a portrait of Gandhi on the wall behind him.

"My grandfather worked with Dr. King," he said. Reb looked up. "So did a lot of fine people," she replied. "Dr. King couldn't do it alone."

"You might have heard of him," he went on.

"Maybe," she said. "I've studied that period. I've taught it. Try me."

"Medgar Evers," he replied.

Reb swallowed. "I certainly have," she said.

She wondered how the grandson of one of the Civil Rights Movement's most famous martyrs ended up in her class – but she figured that that was community college – the world comes to your classroom, history shuffles its feet on your office floor. She wanted to ask him many things, but she resisted the impulse. It was, he suggested once, a challenge to be the grandson of such a revered figure. A lot to live up to.

# # #

The movie of the weekend has been "To Kill a Mockingbird," which is just about right for the little guy and still works its powers on his parents.

The little guy, nearly seven years old, kept calling it "How to Kill a Mockingbird." He liked Boo Radley best, of course, and feisty Scout and how the kids, Jem, Dill and Scout, got to run wild in the summertime. Henry Cunningham has his own gun and just like Jem, the little guy was impressed and jealous.

His father admired the parenting skills of Atticus.

His mother, of course, went for that other heart of the story, the tragic Tom Robinson, the grown man referred to as, of course, a "boy." The simple, chilling slap of the word.

By the end, they found the book on the shelf and were looking up lines. It seemed the right thing, maybe not the best thing but good enough, with Dr. King's speeches on the radio and the Obama family ready to move into the White House. Here's one:

"They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full respect for their opinions... but before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience. "

~Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird, Chapter 11, spoken by the character Atticus

# # #

Rebel Girl is up early this morning. Can't sleep. That's okay. She'll call her father in a little while. He wakes up early too. Her octogenarian father, WWII vet and lifelong firefighter, didn't vote for Obama in the primaries because, as he told his daughter, he knew a sad thing or two about America. Her father would recognize the type of fellow who approached her in the farmers market with his "your boy." He'd recognize the prejudice percolating through Harper Lee's small town of Maycomb. If Rebel Girl ventures to share her frustration and disappointment about what won't be happening at the college where she works, he'll say, What did you expect?

That's the America he grew up in. Reb's father knows how people killed mockingbirds without a second thought. Like Atticus, he was trying to protect his daughter, teach her too. After all, even Atticus Finch believed that Tom Robinson might prevail on appeal. Tom thought different, ran and was shot dead. So Rebel Girl's father didn't waste his vote on what couldn't be in March. His daughter did. They argued, genially.

November was different. Rebel Girl's Father voted for what he thought was impossible. The impossible prevailed. And today, well. Here we go.

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

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