Sunday, January 7, 2024

You Have Never Voted for a President - weekly column

 Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

You Have Never Voted for a President

 

You have never voted for a president, and neither have I.

 

Certain plaintiffs in certain states have recently petitioned their state courts to bar a certain candidate from standing for the presidency based on Section 3 of the XIVth Amendment. This states that no one can be a senator, representative, or presidential or vice-presidential elector, or hold any public office, civil or military, federal or state, if he (the pronoun is gender-neutral), as a member of congress, an officer in the United States, a member of any state legislature, or an executive or judicial officer in any state if he, having sworn loyalty to the Constitution, “shall have engaged in insurrection against the same (the Constitution).”

 

The XIVth Amendment was enacted following the Civil War and in response to it, but an amendment is not limited in time and place. It is active law, not a museum curiosity.

 

But how can a state presume to bar a candidate from a presidential ballot in that state?

 

That leads us back to Article II, which states clearly that presidents are elected by electors from each state, not by a popular vote. Further, these electors from each state are appointed by the legislature of each state, “…in such Manner as the Legislature may direct…”

 

The fifty states and the too-much-indulged District of Columbia can, as a matter of states’ rights, choose their electors in any manner they chose. Hey, it’s in the Constitution. And do we follow our Constitution or not? As practiced the popular vote in each state is for electors, not for candidates, and the electors then vote for the president. Some states do not allow their electors to vote against the will of the electorate, but some do.

 

Our clumsy system of voting sounds illogical, but its function is to ensure that sparsely-populated states and districts are not subjected to the votes of heavily-populated cities. Without our electoral college (they don’t have a football team, though) our presidential elections would always be decided by the west coast axis and the east coast axis.

 

This protection is similar to the constitutional requirement that while the states send a number or representatives to the House based on population, they each send two senators to the Senate regardless of population.

 

All this is a little awkward, but it means that the great population centers cannot use the rest of us – “flyover country,” “deplorables,” and so on – as simply a source of raw materials for their industries and recruits for their many undeclared wars, and dumping grounds for their garbage.

 

Under the Constitution the citizens of a state may indeed appeal to their state legislature for barring a candidate from the ballot in that state only based on the XIVth Amendment in that same federal Constitution. It is a matter of states’ rights not only in the XIVth amendment but in the Xth.

 

The argument that the President is not mentioned as an officer in the amendment is specious, even a little desperate. No one in over two hundred years has ever denied that the office of the presidency is in fact and function the office of the presidency. The President is not in a position of employment or contract; he is an officer.

 

The argument that the amendment does not apply if the candidate has not been convicted might carry some weight except for the fact that the authority for granting eligibility rests with a ¾ vote of the House of Representatives.

 

Where the petitioners may have gone off those metaphorical rails is presenting their petition to their state courts instead of to their state legislatures. The state courts under the Constitution should bounce this to their legislatures.

 

So why isn’t this taught in school? Well, it is; it’s just that no 16-year-old is in the least interested in civics class. Nor does he (the pronoun is gender-neutral) give a rat’s rear end for Shakespeare, sentence structure, molecular theory, physics, algebra, or the food pyramid.

 

Geometry is kinda fun, though.

 

But they’re kids. They’re learning. We adults have no excuses, and the language of the Constitution is clear enough. We have a duty to perceive issues rationally as adults, come to conclusions based in law, and participate in civilization as citizens of a great republic.

 

There are many elementals in civilized behavior – one is that when we vote we often don’t get our way. That’s the deal. That’s our Constitution.

 

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Monday, January 1, 2024

Colin Cloute on the First of January - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

 

Colin Cloute on the First of January

 

And now is come thy wynters stormy state,

Thy mantle mard, wherein thou maskedst late

 

-Spenser, The Shepheardes Calender, “Januarye,” 23-25

 

The calendar year is advertised as new

But the slanting, yellowing sun is old

Almost weepy-eyed, exhausted, and weak

Beyond the icy cirrhus clouds of dusk

 

In a few weeks I will turn over the garden soil

A mediaeval ploughman with his electric tiller

Following the ancient seasons of the English year

Anticipating Lent and Eastertide

 

For now, the fireside and a comforting page

And a cuppa for warming the bones of age

Saturday, December 30, 2023

Dropping Stuff at Midnight for the Gregorian New Year - poem (of sorts)

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Dropping Stuff at Midnight for the Gregorian New Year

 

(The Julian calendar is so old that it’s a Boomer thing)

 

I don’t know why people drop things at midnight:

A ball of electric lights in New York

A single light bulb as a gag somewhere else

As The People chant in unison, “WOO! WOO!”

 

Maybe this year they’ll drop a flaming car

Its finely-crafted batteries on fire

Torching the holy QAnon tee-shirt stand

As foretold in the House of Representatives

 

(Yawn)

 

Couldn’t all of this wait until daylight?

I don’t know why people drop things at midnight



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Gandhi, Churchill, and Shakespeare Wrote a New Year’s Resolution (I Mean, Like, I Read it Somewhere, Okay?)

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Gandhi, Churchill, and Shakespeare Wrote a New Year’s Resolution

(I Mean, Like, I Read it Somewhere, Okay?)

 

Be the cliché-sodden, inaccurate,

and unsourced quote you always wanted to be


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Tuesday, December 26, 2023

On This Feast of St. Stephen - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

On This Feast of St. Stephen

 

If Good King Wenceslaus looked down today

He might well ask in irony if we

Have adequate food for these Twelve Days

With our leftover hams and yams and rolls

 

Coffee and tea, chocolates from Italy

Bread loaves so yeasty they incense the air

Potatoes and puddings and plates of cheese –

Our cry is, “I couldn’t eat another bite!”

 

So are the gifts we left on the Jesse Tree

For some poor man are all that they might be?

Do Vladimir Putin and His Office Staff Play Secret Santa?

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Do Vladimir Putin and His Office Staff Play Secret Santa?

Some speak of an after-Christmas letdown. And perhaps it is true that all the weeks of expectations and demands and sometimes forced merriment crash down into a silence on the 26th. 

But Christmas truly begins at midnight on the 24th of December and ends with the Feast of the Epiphany on the 6th of January.  In the northern hemisphere our ancestors took those twelve winter days in feasting and celebration after the liturgies of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  The first Monday after Epiphany was Plough / Plow Monday, beginning the new agricultural year with farmers breaking up and turning over the soil in anticipation of spring.

This year Christmas Day fell on Wednesday, so most Americans return to their metaphorical plows / ploughs dark and early on Thursday morning, but maybe while wearing a nice, new coat against the cold.

More practically, the car or pickup might be wearing a new battery which will crank the engine without the need for jumper cables.

Most decorations remain up until Epiphany, which is exactly right, honoring the Infant Jesus and serving as a counterpoint against the cold, dark weather. The letdown comes when, at last, the tree and decorative angels and wise men and Disney princesses and plastic ivy and the lights, all those wonderful little lights, must be taken down and packed away until next year.

After the floor is vacuumed of pine needles (real or made in China of weird chemicals) and the furniture re-arranged, the low, grey skies outside the window remind us that winter has settled in for a long visit.

If the house is blessed with children parents are advised to wear slippers upon arising in the mornings lest their bare feet fall upon Barbie’s scepter or Ken’s sports car.

Christmas toys once engaged children – girls played with their dolls (pardon me while I dodge hashtags of outrage), boys played with their cap pistols (eeeeeek!), and living room floors and front yards were adventure lands of cars, airplanes, push-scooters, books about Robin Hood and Gene Autry and space cadets and Annette and her adventures, dump trucks, Barbie’s Dream Missouri Pacific train set, trikes, bikes, wagons, footballs, basketballs, kickballs, little green army men, little plastic cowboys and Indians, games formed up and won and lost, and occasional tears.

Christmas toys now seem to be a matter of silent, earphoned Children of the Corn staring dully and obediently into little glowing screens. What are The Voices telling your children?

The season of Christmas, now mostly known as after-Christmas, is good in its own quiet ways – social demands are fewer, the house is quieter, there are hidden resources of chocolate to be explored, and a good cuppa and a book by the fire is possible, where we can also meditate on the eternal verities, such as whether bloody tyrants and their office staffs play Secret Santa.

Peace.

 

-30-

 

Monday, December 25, 2023

Within the Octave of Christmas - poem

Lawrence Hall, HSG

mhall46184@aol.comm

(from several years ago)

Within the Octave of Christmas

 

For Eldon, Patron of Christmas Bonfires

 

The wan, weak winter sun has long since set

And on the edge of stars a merry fire

Sends sparks to play among the tinseled frost

That decorates the fields for Christmas-time.

Within this holy octave, happy men

Concelebrate with hops, cigars, and jokes,

This liturgy of needful merriment.

 

Because

 

The Holy Child is safe in Mary’s arms,

Saint Joseph leans upon his staff and smiles,

The shepherds now have gone to watch their sheep,

And all are safe from Herod for a time.

 

Our Christmas duty now is to delight

In Him who gives us joy this happy night.

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