Recent events have
brought to mind some terrifying days I experienced growing up in the Bronx. As
a 6th grader, I was painfully shy with a pronounced stammer.
One day, two uniformed
policemen came into the classroom, looked around, and pointed to me while
declaring, “We want that boy.”
I was escorted to the
principal’s office, planted in a chair, and asked if I knew why I was there. I
stammered “no” and was told to stare at the wall clock until my memory
improved.
When it became clear
that clock watching was not going to produce a confession, I was grilled on my
whereabouts for a series of Saturdays. Fortunately, my father had formed a boys
club at our church and he would take us to various points of interest in New
York City. My Saturdays were covered.
This only produced
frustration from the officers so I was directed back to clock watching.
That evening, I shared
the horror with my parents who were Swedish immigrants and certainly not
acquainted with the finer points of law. So my father wrote down the places and
times of the boys club Saturday trips. Certainly, that would clear me they
reasoned.
However, the next day
I was back again facing the clock. My father’s list meant nothing because the
police officers had been informed by a reliable witness that two boys crawled
over the school fence, broke into the school, and caused minor damage. One was
identified as an Italian and the other had blond hair.
Since there were few
blonds in our Italian, Jewish and Irish community then it was clear that it had
to be me. Of this the police were certain.
On the afternoon of
the second day, Mrs. McCauley, my 6th grade teacher who bore a
striking resemblance to Aunt Bee of Mayberry fame, burst into the principal’s
office, grabbed me by the hand and boldly declared, “I want my boy back.”
Some time later, the
mystery was solved and yes there was more than one blond in the Bronx.
However, the pain of
that memory still makes me well up. My presumption of innocence was trampled by
the authorities who had certainty of their side and by a principal who was all too
willing to vacate her office and her responsibility to protect her students. My
parents were poor and all too trusting in authority.
It was my teacher,
Mrs. McCauley, who saved me from entering the juvenile system. To her courage,
I owe my life.
Being a victim can be
painful but the answer to an injustice cannot be to create another injustice.
I am deeply troubled
by the resignation of Al Franken and the complete absence of anything resembling
due process.
Now reports are
surfacing that Leeann Tweeden, Franken’s prime accuser, may have been coached
by Roger Stone, a major Trump operator. Since there was no vetting, we only
heard her story. But there has been no explanation as to why she attended a USO
event in 2009 honoring Franken and was captured on tape joking around with him.
This is three years after she claimed to be traumatized by Franken.
She continued in 2011
with a tweet containing a photo of her and Franken together.
This is all very
troubling. A rush to judgment is, unfortunately, all too human. But a rush to
punishment is totally unacceptable.
Perhaps this is a time
for reconsideration. We now know that the right wing attempted to plant a false
accusation with the Washington Post. On the other side, we also know that an
accuser against Roy Moore of Alabama fudged the truth in her allegations.
Further, we know that
Senate Democrats who asked for Franken’s resignation may have been motivated
more by the politics of the Alabama Senate race than the seriousness of the
allegations.
And now we have the
supreme insult of New York Senator Schumer “advising” Governor Dayton on how to
pick a successor. That is a certainty for GOP advertising in 2018.
It is time for all of
us to sober up. Our nation is in peril with Donald Trump in the White House and
Republicans yielding to his demands. We are increasingly moving towards
authoritarianism and continued GOP subservience could possibly lead to the
dissolution of the Mueller investigation.
While I am not always
in agreement with Senator Al Franken, I firmly believe in due process which is
a cornerstone of our democratic way of living. Whenever in history we abandoned
it, we severely damaged ourselves. Just think about the lynching of Blacks in
the South, the internment of people of Japanese descent in World War II, or the
era of McCarthyism when lives were destroyed based solely on allegations.
The simple fact is
that Al Franken has been the Senate’s most effective challenge to Trump and his
subordinates. The possibility of any rigging by Roger Stone and his associates
should cause all of us to call for a rescinding of the Franken resignation and
a prompt and thorough review of all allegations by the Senate Ethics Committee.
He was elected by we,
the people, and he should continue to serve until a legal determination has
been made.
