I was just telling someone yesterday that for Martin Luther King Day two years ago, our family rode on a Koinoinia float in the Martin Luther King Day parade in Americus, Georgia. Koinoinia was the backwater Selma and Montgomery of the early 1950s. It was on the Koinoinia Farm that Blacks and Whites lived and worked together in community, with Blacks receiving equal pay, etc. This was unheard of at the time in the segregated South. And the farm became a lightening rod for protests, boycotts and violence. Yet Clarence Jordan, the Koinoinia Community founder, wouldn’t back down. Shortly after, I told the Montgomery (AL) News that it will take the same kind of vision, courage and sacrifice to help free people now from the “slavery” of inner city and rural poverty in this country and throughout the world. Note: We are just readying for another series of campaign tours. And we are trying to raise donations: Schriner Presidential Election Committee, 2100 W. 38th St., Cleveland, Ohio 44113. Thanks.
1/17/08
The blog entries have been thin in recent weeks because I’ve been dilligently working on finishing the books: Back Road to the Whitehouse 2 and Average Joe Runs for President… of Ohio. In addition… in a basement office I have here in Cleveland, I’ve been putting together an “Average Joe Almost Presidential Library.” Well why wait, huh? I just told my wife (and ‘almost First Lady’) Liz about the ‘Library’ and she responded: “You didn’t?”
1/11/08
In the last blog entry, I wrote about global warming and how crucial it is to reverse it now. I recently told the Mount Vernon News during an End Global Warming Bicycle Tour, that our family has created a Kyoto Protocol Home Zone and we urge everyone in America to consider the same. As an example of one of many winter energy saving strategies we’ve developed (we live in relatively cold Cleveland, Ohio), our family is using a portable, oil-based radiating heater in our apartment. In a room comprable in size to a master bedroom in many suburban homes, we have set up a series of inexpensive, moveable walls to provide privacy for the children. The walls have openings in the bottoms and tops for heat flow. During the winter months, we all sleep in the same room with the portable heater on. Concurrently, we turn the central heating furnace off because, well, it’s exceedingly senseless to heat rooms you’re not using! We are in a three-unit house and learned the other day that one unit of comprable size to ours had a heating bill of $200 for the month of December. Our heating bill for December was: $75. Note: In a story today about driving in India, the New York Times mentioned that a new car is being introduced there. It is called the Tata Nano and is a mere 10 ft. long by 5 ft. wide. And it has a small, two cylinder engine in the rear. It is the world’s cheapest car, list price: $2,500. And it is one of the least polluting. We should be moving to this kind of vehicle en-masse in America for the purposes of local driving, in tandem with going to way more mini-electric cars, bicycles, walking… Anything less, it would seem, is like rearranging deck chairs on the ‘Global Warming Titanic’ at this point.
1/7/08
I was one of the “three kings” during the Maji thing at St. Patrick’s Church in Cleveland yesterday. Just before Mass I had to use the restroom in the back of the church (a challenge in itself given the robe.) One of the ushers looked at me and said I was a week late for the birth. I said I’d missed RTA’s #326 bus… Last night our family watched Al Gore’s “Inconvenient Truth” about the critical, and imminent, threat of global warming. At one point in the documentary, Gore said he believed that how we deal with global warming is a “moral issue.” I recently took that a step further during a talk at First Methodist Church in Wellington, Ohio. I said our energy gluttonous lifestyles in America are tremendously fueling global warming, which in turn is causing things like super-charged hurricanes, droughts and famine in more arid countries. In other words, people are dying now because of our wanting to hold onto our comfortable lifestyles here. I said this is no different than firing “slow motion bullets” at people around the world. And do we think that will be lost on God when he asks us Americans: “So, how’d you do with: Thou Shalt Not Kill?”
1/5/08
We played “Social Justice Football” with the kids at the Catholic Worker House this week on a somewhat soggy field. In Social Justice Football, everybody gets a chance to run, pass, catch… And although the score was 21 to 14, in Social Justice Football that really doesn’t matter. (Except to the team that won and the team that lost, of course. Ok, so I’m not a purest.) Note: During our Campaign 2000 travels, we came across “Itch Field” (a lot of misquitoes) in tiny Arthur, Illinois. Some Amish guys had cut this ball diamond out of a corn field, ala Field of Dreams. I was told there was competition at “the Itch,” but not too much competition, during the games. As an example, a guy who was developmentally disabled played first base next to another infielder who could have been on a high school All Star team. If only the society at large mirrored this paradigm more, huh.
1/2/08
Average JoeOhio Tour cont: Leaving Mass yesterday morning, a friend walked up and said: “Well this is it Joe, (Election year) 2008.” And so it is… Since the polls are showing I’m still, oh, a little bit behind, I went to stump, and volunteer, at “The Storefront,” a Catholic Worker outreach to the poor in the area. One guy who was new approached me and said that someone had told him I was running for president. “Is that president like what George Bush is right now?” He asked somewhat incredulously. Ok, so I’m not a household name yet… On a more sober note, another group of guys who stay in abandoned buildings and vehicles in the area, told me they heard a lot of gun shots about 3 a.m. New Year’s Day morning. “Are you sure they weren’t fireworks?” I asked. One guy smiled and said gunfire sounds nothing like fireworks, especially close by. “Pow, pow, pow…” he demonstrated for emphasis. And thus another new year is rung in in Cleveland, currently the country’s poorest city.
12/31/07
New Year’s eve… This week our family participated in a “Books to Prisoners” event at C-Space in Cleveland. C-Space has a pretty extensive library of donated books. Prisoners, in turn, write specifiying certain topics they’re interested in. And once every few months, volunteers converge to help match the requests with books on hand. The project is colloquially referred to as: Book ’em… Tim Musser, a friend of ours and a passionate peace activist, helped out at the C-Space event. A couple weeks earlier, Tim had given me the book The Horrors We Bless (Rethinking the Just-War Legacy). At one point, author Daniel Maguire writes about global warming and how this crisis, ultimately, could lead to a whole lot more world peace. “Since global warming threatens everyone, there is new reason for an international ecumenism. Shared fear can make friends of former foes,” Maguire writes. Note: In prefacing the latter, Maguire uses the Ministry of Tourism on the Maldive Islands (just a couple feet above sea level) to illustrate how imminent the threat of global warming is: “Come and see us — while we’re still here,” says one Maldive tourism brochure. Note 2: Global Warming; genocide in Darfur; crisis in Pakistan; ongoing carnage in Iraq; scores of children starving in Ethiopia, Uganda, Nigeria; increasing nuclear proliferation… It would seem to me it’s time for some significant global, and ecumenical, New Year’s resolutions this year.
12/26/07
On Christmas eve our family volunteered at a local outreach to the poor here in Cleveland. It’s called The Storefront and is run by a group of Catholic Workers. While Liz and I served food and washed dishes, our son Jonathan, 4, played Go Fish! with one of the guys. Cutest sight. At one point, I got in a conversation with an Hispanic man. I asked him where he was staying. He said: “In my van.” It was going to be 25 degrees that night. On a recent campaign tour, I told the Montgomery News in Montgomery, Alabama, that ‘slavery’ still exists in America. That is, there are so many who are slaves to rural and inner city poverty loops. Note: Some of this ‘slavery’ is in no small part because of those more advantaged in America. They think it’s their money to spend on, for the most part, themselves. When, in fact, it’s: God’s money.
12/22/07
Our family attended a Christmas party with a twist the other night. It was with a group of young, “20-something” Christians who had started a home church here in Cleveland. One of the activities at the party was making rather neuvo-hip necklaces out of beads from Uganda. As people made them, others at the party would buy them — as donations to an outreach in Uganda… On a campaign tour through southern Colorado several years ago, I interviewed a woman in Durango who had just returned from a missions trip to Uganda. She said she stayed with a family that’s parents, and several of the children, had AIDS. And there was little food, little water, little medicine… and they all slept on burlap bags on a dirt floor in their hut. What’s more, this was not the exception in Uganda. I told the newspaper in Durango the next day that as president I would go to Uganda, sleep on a dirt floor in solidarity, and plead with the American people: to help more. Note: I saw a bumper sticker in Cleveland today that said: “Except for Slavery, Facism, Communism and Nazism — War Hasn’t Solved Anything!” The statement gave me pause.
12/19/07
Our family does “prayer time” every morning, with our kids sometimes having the opportunity to prepare short “teachings” on their own. Yesterday our Sarah, 12, passed out sheets of paper to each of us that said: “A talent God has given you:” In turn, each of us was to write down one of the talents and then committ to using it more to help build God’s kingdom — before Dec. 25th. Sarah then collected the papers, wrapped them in a parchment-like shell (brown paper bag), tied it with purple yarn, and placed it under the Christmas tree as a “gift to God for His birthday.” Note: In the magazine Alternatives for Simple Living, author Shane Claiborne wrote a piece titled: Away in a Stank Manger. His gritty point being that Jesus was born in what was probably a rather dirty stable. Claiborne then goes on to write: “We will much more likely meet Jesus this Christmas in the filth of the ghetto than in the best-decorated sanctuary or the most festive shopping mall.” [Claiborne is the author of the book: The Irresistible Revolution.]
