Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Derek Reeve wants to arm teachers

     Our old “friend” Derek Reeve—a SJC City Councilman, and, until recently, a Saddleback College Poli Sci adjunct—is back in the news!
Let teachers carry guns, San Juan councilman says (OC Reg)
     The Reg tells us that Reeve, “A San Juan Capistrano City Council member[,] is calling on local schools to increase security and suggests arming 'willing staff, teachers and/or parents.'"
     So he wrote in a letter he sent to Capistrano Unified School District officials today.
     The Reg quotes him as writing
"As a father of two school-age sons and as an elected official representing the good people of San Juan Capistrano, I am quite concerned regarding the health and safety of our most vulnerable members of our community, our children … Efforts must be taken to empower teachers, staff and parents to protect our children."
     The district has responded:
Capistrano Unified Superintendent Joseph Farley responded Wednesday[:] … "Like school districts everywhere, we're getting lots of well-intended suggestions and ideas on how to increase students' security and safety in school. While we appreciate the councilman's interest in this topic, we will not entertain any proposals to have staff members carry firearms…."
     Reg reporter Josh Francis notes that
Reeve has advocated for guns in the past. In 2011 he presented a resolution to the council to relax gun restrictions in San Juan and allow the open carry of unloaded weapons in city parks. The resolution failed.
     You’ll recall that, a year or so ago, one of the local “Patch” publications determined that many of Reeve’s submissions, which Patch had published, were heavily plagiarized. Reeve defended his right-wing writings (he's a Tea Partier) and seemed disinclined to acknowledge error.
     At the time, Reeve taught Political Science for both Concordia University (in Irvine) and Saddleback College. Soon after Reeve’s liberal borrowings were revealed, Concordia fired him.
     Meanwhile, Saddleback College seemed to take no action. In fact, however, by Fall (2012), Reeve's name no longer appeared in the Saddleback College schedule of classes. Neither does it appear in the Spring 2013 schedule. (On the other hand, Reeve still appears on Saddleback College's faculty web pages directory. I just checked. See also his still-posted SC faculty profile.)
     At one point, Reeve drew much attention to himself when he bragged, at a City Council meeting, that he had named his dog “Muhammed.” Among Muslims, the dog is considered an "unclean" animal.
     Many took offense to Reeve's remark. He did not apologize, instead claiming that his action of naming his dog after the Islamic prophet was intended as some sort of lesson for his children.

     For more on the curious Derek Reeve saga, see HERE.


     OC corruption continues: More Quiet Transfers of County Staff Trigger Questions (Voice of OC)
Struggling City College of San Francisco Plans Layoffs and Pay Cuts (Chronicle of Higher Education)

The college, which is fighting to retain its accreditation, needs to enroll roughly 3,000 students for the spring semester or risk losing $6.5-million in state support. Beginning in January, the college plans to lay off nearly three dozen clerical workers, and will also cut 20 to 30 part-time instructors and 18 part-time counselors from its payroll.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Seen this?

The money behind the Newtown massacre (Fortune)

By Dan Primack - December 17

One way to reduce mass shootings is for big institutions to stop funding the assault weapon manufacturers.

     FORTUNE – Do you know who owns more than a 6% stake in the maker of .223 Bushmaster rifles, like the one used last Friday to murder 20 first graders and seven adults in Newtown, Connecticut? California public schoolteachers.
     The company in question is Freedom Group, a privately-held firearms conglomerate formed by private equity and hedge fund group Cerberus Capital Management. Cerberus created the platform in April 2006 via the acquisition of Bushmaster, after which it added another 10 makers of firearms, ammunition and accessories (including Remington, Marlin Arms and Barnes Bullets).
     The California State Teachers' Retirement System (CalSTRS) committed to invest a whopping $500 million into a $7.5 billion Cerberus fund that has helped bankroll Freedom Group. That means that it effectively could own a 6.67% stake in the gun maker, which filed to go public in late 2009 before pulling the offering in early 2011. In fact, the figure could be even higher since CalSTRS also committed $100 million to a $1.4 billion predecessor fund, which likely made the original investment.
     [Update: CalSTRS said Tuesday afternoon that it owns 2.4% of Freedom Group, and I have requested an explanation of how they arrive at that figure.]….

SEE ALSO California teacher pension system invests in maker of gun used in Newtown, CT shooting (OC Watchdog)

Monday, December 17, 2012

SOCCCD BOT meeting: the return of Don "Boom Boom" Wagner

Don "Cannon-mouth" Wagner was on hand to swear in recently-elected trustees
     [Be sure to check out Tere's Board Meeting Highlights. Oddly, her notes make no mention of Don Wagner's appearance.]
     It's a cold but clear night here in delightful Mission Viejo, CA—at Saddleback College, home of the Gaucho, that seriously misplaced South American cowboy.
     It's 6:32 and, shiver me timbers, I do believe I see DON "MAFIA MOUTH" WAGNER about ten feet to port, yuckin' it up with the usual pre-meeting crowd.
     Aha! The trustees have commenced entering the Bonzo Room, so the meeting will likely start within the next five minutes or so. I see Poertner, Prendergast, --nobody else yet. Poertner peels off to go talk to the Wag Man. Maybe Don's here tonight to see the installment of Tim Jemal as trustee. As I recall, Don, plus quite a few moderate and liberal sorts, supported Jemal's candidacy. Go figure. I'll have more in a minute.
     6:38 - OK, I've spotted Dave Lang, Marcia Milchiker, and Jim Wright. Bill Jay is among the living, it seems. There's Jemal, with a snazzy yellow tie. And Nancy Padberg, who spotted an old friend in the audience. Let's get this show on the road!

Oddly, there is no mention of Don Wagner's swearing in recently-elected trustees in the official Board Meeting Highlights.

     *&%$#!!! My laptop crashed—and so I’ve got to do some fast catch-up.
     The resolution was for Rob Merritt, a TV newscaster with channel 6 (since 1969!). Evidently, this fella has long interviewed trustees after board meetings—for Seizure World TV—and so he’s a familiar face, at least among trustees. Blah, blah, blah.
     Next: the swearing in of recently-elected trustees: Wright, Lang, Jay, and Jemal. Tim Jemal asked Assemblyman Don "Low Blow" Wagner to come down to swear in this crew, and so here he is. Don does a fine job, and he doesn't even piss off any Italians. Supervisor Todd Spitzer is also on hand, waves hello. Jemal introduces his whole family, who soon head for warmer climes.
     At this point, the board is in the midst of its yearly “organizational meeting.” They’ve rolled over the top three offices: President, VP, and Clerk. The board approves this new regime unanimously, so it’s Nancy Padberg as Prez, TJ Prendergast as VP, and Marcia Milchiker as Clerk—for another year.
     Etc.
     Now they’re opening the “facilities corporation meeting.” Nobody cares.


     Public comments: none, of course.

Board reports:
Bill Jay: it's a joy to work with all of you who show up to board meetings. (I felt proud, or foolish.) Special thanks to Rob Merritt, the Laguna Hills TV guy
Tim Jemal: proud to be a member of this body.  Etc.
Marcia Milchiker: as usual, Marcia has too much to say and not enough time to say it, so she chirps rapidly. She’s taking accounting at Saddleback! “As you know," she said, "I have a degree in biology.” Expresses appreciation of the nursing students. Chatters. Staccato noise.
TJ Prendergast: Congrats to Tim Jemal, others. Attended the Feast of Light. IVC Holiday party. “If the Mayans turn out to be wrong, Merry Christmas,” he quipped.
Nancy Padberg: Congrats to newly elected trustees. Happy holidays, Merry Christmas.
Jim Wright: Honored to be able to serve on the board. Attended holiday parties. Very well done. Nursing pinning ceremony. Basketball tourney.
Dave Lang: Blah, blah, blah

Chancellor’s report (Poertner): recognized the “outgoing president of the board,” Nancy Padberg. (Har har.) He hands her a smallish brown plaque. She’s kept us organized, etc., says Gary. Nancy says thanks, it’s nice to get these plaques. Got so many of 'em. "Well, you’ll get another one in a year,” P deadpanned.

I should say that the trustees were in a pretty good mood tonight. Lots of good cheer, lots of silly jokes and comments. Nancy occasionally laughed so heartily she managed a near-cackle. (On the other hand, there were several references to the recent tragedy in Connecticut.)

Board requests for reports: zilch

Discussion items: none

Consent calendar: anything to pull? Nothing much.

Our Don, brawling on the Assembly floor
General action items:

6.1: Foundation audit report. Deb F. She says, had presentations last month, auditor.

Etc.

Once again, I'm playing catch-up 'cause  my computer crashed. I seem to recall that Dave Lang raised questions about the large proportion of Foundation assets coming from the district. In the case of Saddleback, it was something like 54%. In the case of IVC, it was actually more than 93%! What's that all about? Lang wanted more information about those factoids. (We've raised such concerns recently.)

They approve all the Board Policy revisions and such. Same for Academic and Classified Personnel Actions. Nothing much of interest happens. The board is pretty agreeable tonight. Everything passes unanimously.

Reports:

7.1 - college speakers.  Yeah, sure.
7.2 - Basic aid report. Yep, whatever.
7.3 - Facilities plan... Please....

Reports of groups:

Saddleback College Ac. Senate (Cosgrove): makes another pitch for part-timers, who lack offices, are inconvenienced in many ways, etc. Refers to work on Accreditation: going well.
Faculty Association: Congrats to trustee election winners. Echoes Cosgrove's concerns about part-timers.
Etc.
Meeting ends about 7:50.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Bugsy's freak oblique

     No new pics of young Bugsy, the Miracle Kitten, but I do have a report, of sorts.
     I showed up at my folks place on Friday just in time to volunteer to take my mom and her “baby” to the vet—he needed to be checked out to see how he’s healed after his gender-attenuating surgery of a week ago. (I don't like my dad driving. He's 80 years old. He'd normally be the one to drive—not just mom—cuz taking the cat to the vet is, for my parents, a massively complex event, evidently requiring both a driver and a towel-wielding cat-handler.)
     Naturally, when I arrived, my mom and pop and sister had managed to whip themselves into the usual neurotic/déjà-vu-ular anxiousness. The upshot: Mom had swaddled the poor Bugster deep within some enormous fluffy towel—an entombment that, alone, was surely enough to launch the heartiest of creatures into a Life of Neurosis.
     I gestalted the situation and immediately announced that we “go now.” Off we went, mom with her charge huddled in the backseat of my Chrysler. At the PetSmart/Banfield, whilst awaiting the predictable verdict on the Bugster, I bought one of those circular plastic tube-things that encase a white ball. My mom had no idea what it was; she looked skeptical.
     “It’s good,” I said. “Don’t worry, he’ll love this thing.”

Star Chaser Turbo Scratcher Cat Toy


     Soon, the young man was brought out to us. “He checks out just fine,” said the vet. Everybody doted on him. "Cute!" they cooed.
     We got back on the road, with my mom reassuring her “Osterhase” (Easter bunny) that, now, at long last, all is well, “you poor thing.”
     “Mom, you know,” I suggested, “if you want a normal cat, you should try to act like everything is normal.”
     “Vat?”
     “Maybe just let him loose. Or just stop holding him so tightly in that towel. –You know, act like things are fine, cuz they are, you know.”
     “I don’t vant him to get avay!” said mom.

     Eventually, back at the house, things got more or less back to normal. So I got out that plastic turbo-thingy and laid it on the floor near Bugsy’s favorite chair—i.e., mom’s TV chair—in the living room. Soon, the boy, guided by his tiny pink nose, zeroed in on it. At first, he seemed interested only in the round patch of rough cardboard in the center of the wheel. He sat on that and then started rolling around on it. He liked it.
     Eventually, his tiny white tail bumped the ball—and it moved.
     He stared at it. After a few seconds, he carefully batted it with his paw. It started rolling around in its tube. Bugsy was mesmerized.



     Cats are unlike humans. Their hard-wiring is such that small objects of mouse- or bird-size are deeply attractive to them—especially if they are viewed from around other objects—trees, chair-legs, chunks of plastic, etc. Go figure.
     I call it the "freak oblique." A cat will grab some little thing and then arrange the world such that the object in question is around a corner or behind some solid object, and almost beyond reach. Then he'll just go nuts grabbing at it, playing with it, then maybe disemboweling it.
     Rinse. Repeat.
     The makers of this plastic ball turbo thingy understand cats.
     After a while, Bugsy lay his head on the carpet, then reached around the plastic tube-wall to touch the barely-visible ball, then, upon making contact with it, jumped away and down the hallway and straight up the window blinds.
     Freak oblique! Freak oblique!
     Naturally, the Bugster came right back. He wanted more. I decided to join him in his play. We sat silently next to the tube and hovered over it. I sought to emulate Bugsy's attitude and concentration. He’d bat at the ball. Then I’d bat it back at him. (My actions were minimal. Minimalism is essential.)
     This went on for a while. He liked our play, though he remained wary. (I'm not mom.) Soon, we were two kittens, buddies in Feline Funland, and it was all very tight and close. I felt special.
     Eventually, I demonstrated my ability to flick the ball with such force that it spun quickly around in its tube--so quickly that it nearly became a blur. But Bugsy was up to the challenge of tracking it. His head followed the damned ball: left-right-left-right-left-right. Naturally, his furious head-shaking slowed as the ball’s orbit slowed. It was really something to see.
     I burst out laughing. That caused him to run away. He didn’t come back. Oh my.
     I caught up with him a few minutes later. He was being cradled by mom. “My tiny Heiny,” she purred. His eyes were shut.
     “Looks like a Chinaman,” said dad.
     “Yeah, I guess.” I said.

WORRY NOT: why the world won't end in five days (NASA)

Click HERE.
(Stupid people: click HERE instead.)

OK, if you buy into the "science" thing, then you are at worst poorly entertained by this particular pseudo-Mayan idiocy. If however, you're a Republican (or just a flake), you're likely living in fear, dreading the possibility of a premature end boldly identified by the mix of pop cultural snafu-ular mediation of ancient scribblings and the possibility of making rube-profit. (Meanwhile, you fear not the rise of the ocean, the depletion of ground water, and other evidence-based prophesies. Lout!) We invite you to join us with our candle in the dark, where we sit and plan well beyond late December, free of unnecessary anxiety, with old Spirit albums playing in the background.

From today's OC Register

Saturday, December 15, 2012

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

  This ran in the Sunday December 24, 2023 edition of the Los Angeles Times and the Orange County Register : July 14, 1955 - November 20, 2...