The Lesser of Two Evils

clinton and trump downloadEight years ago when Hillary Clinton suspended her campaign for the presidency I was quite sad. Yesterday when she became the presumptive nominee of the Democratic party I was also quite sad. In the last eight years Ms. Clinton has been a grave disappointment to me and decisions that she has made along with a tendency to stretch the truth have caused me to question her ability to hold the highest office in the land. Sadly I have nowhere else to turn because in the grand scheme of things she appears to be the lesser of two evils. I find myself realizing that for the first time since I became eligible to vote I will have to swallow a bitter pill because I have sworn that I will never support Donald Trump but I have very serious questions about Hillary Clinton.

Let us go back in time a bit. I always felt uncomfortable when then First Lady Clinton defended her husband’s womanizing by detracting his accusers. When it became an indisputable fact that President Clinton had engaged in sexual activities with a White House intern, Monica Lewinsky, I was sickened by the parsing of words from both the President’s and the First Lady. Even worse were the attacks on Ms. Lewinsky character made by none other than Hillary Clinton. It was a disgusting situation and I so wanted Ms. Clinton to toss her husband out of her life in righteous indignation but that was not to be. Instead in a very public display of forgiveness Ms. Clinton indicated that she had prayed on the matter and decided not to end what had been a great partnership.

I was able to eventually overlook what I thought to be a horrible mistake by Ms. Clinton. My mother had wisely advised me that I did not know the full story of the Clintons’ relationship with one another. I read Hillary’s autobiography in which she explained her thinking on the matter and found that I was ready to accept her decision to keep the fires burning with Bill. I became a fan again and when she began her campaign for the nomination in 2008 I was one of her most fervent supporters. Thus it was incredibly disappointing when she lost the nomination to Barack Obama who I believed was terribly inexperienced compared to her.

I was happy for her when she became the Secretary of State. It seemed a just reward for a woman who had worked so hard only to be denied the one prize that she most coveted. I felt that she was more than ready for the task but that was before her reset with Russia, the fiasco in Benghazi and the terrible feeling that she was covering up mistakes with lies. She began to appear tone deaf and resembled a teenager sneaking around with a terrible secret. I started to question her talents and it was disappointing. The events in Benghazi were horrific but I still would have forgiven her had she not so blatantly attempted to use a nonexistent riot over a video as the reason for what happened. I hoped and prayed that she would eventually admit her transgressions but she instead seemed to pile one little white lie on top of another.

Next came the concern over her use of a private email server. I don’t believe that any of her activities were illegal but I certainly question her judgement. Even as a minor school administrator I understood the issues of privacy and confidentiality associated with documents and emails. I was a stickler for handling things properly. I would never have considered putting my business dealings in the hands of a private company housing a server in an unsecured location. I realized the need for security without being told. It was a matter of common sense.

It frightens me to think of how cavalierly Ms. Clinton has reacted to her role in putting our nation at risk. I wonder why and how she so underestimated the atmosphere in Benghazi that she allowed Americans to be under siege for thirteen hours before help finally arrived. I wonder how she dared to shift the blame to a video rather than accepting that maybe she had missed signals that she should have seen. I wonder what other secrets she may be hiding and my thoughts worry me.

Still the alternative to voting for Hillary Clinton would be to support Donald Trump and there is no way on earth I will ever be able to stomach such a decision. I’ve made it abundantly clear in previous posts why I believe that he is a dangerous man who would bring great harm to our country and its people. So here I am realizing that my worst fears have come to pass and I have to decide whether to vote for a woman who seems dishonest and a bit incompetent or to just sit out the election and run the risk of putting a real maniac in the White House. I wonder if the Founding Fathers ever thought that their dream would come to this?

If these were calmer times I wouldn’t be so worried. Instead the world is on fire and more than ever before we need to have a person of great integrity and wisdom at the helm, someone who will not encourage us to divide ourselves into battling tribes. I wonder what we will have to endure as a nation before we once again find an individual who will work for all of the people with honor and respect. I genuinely fret about our country and even dream of some miracle occurring that will save us from this horrible dilemma. In the end I expect that I will swallow the bitter pill and cast my lots with Hillary Clinton but I will not share the enthusiasm over the historic nature of my vote as so many others seem so anxious to do.

I believe that there are many women who might have been or would be great leaders. I am still disappointed that Barbara Jordan’s health problems took her from the political arena. I think that she would have been a remarkable President. Eleanor Roosevelt might have been even more inspirational than her husband had she been given the opportunity to be at the head of the United States. I greatly admire Condoleezza Rice and I’m a fan of Nikki Haley. For that matter why not run someone like Cokie Roberts or Donna Brazile?  Elizabeth Warren seems to have much more going for her than either of the candidates whose names will be on the ballot in November. I have to wonder what has led us to this disappointing end.

I actually stay awake at night worrying about the future, not so much for me but for my children and grandchildren. I have few personal or political needs anymore. I pray that my pension will stay solvent and I’d love to have dental insurance and a way to get glasses and hearing aides without breaking my bank account. Beyond that I worry that we fight too much rather than attempting to solve problems. Perhaps it is the media that has put us in this position. Perhaps we have done it to ourselves.

This week Paul Ryan and a large group of Congressmen from both the Republican and Democratic parties attempted to unveil a concrete plan designed to make inroads into the problems of poverty and economic uncertainty in this country. Instead of giving these individuals the opportunity to showcase their important work at a press conference, all of the questions centered on what Speaker Ryan thought of Donald Trump. In an interview with Mitch McConnell in which he was attempting to speak about his memoir again every single question was about Donald Trump. I believe that the obsession with this man is steering our attention away from important work that needs to be done regardless of who ends up in the White House. As citizens we need to demand better from the journalists who bring us our news. It’s time that we turn off the noise and learn how to think for ourselves once again. Until we do there will be many more years of having to choose between the lesser of two evils. Frankly I want more for our country than that.

Mighty Women Part I

There was a time when little girls were the high achievers in elementary school but as they progressed through middle school and high school they were eventually overtaken by the boys. That trend has slowly and dramatically changed over time. Today there are more young women enrolled in universities than men and to their credit more of them actually earn degrees than their male counterparts. I witnessed a microcosm of that effect this past weekend as so many of the young ladies with whom I had formerly worked graduated from universities all across the country. I was overwhelmed with the deepest pride and respect for them because I know that their hard labors began long ago.

Sara Reyna was one of my Algebra students. She was a quiet and somewhat shy young lady caught in the midst of my most rowdy class. She was not prone to their pranks and purposeful distractions but was far more studious and determined. Over the course of four years Sara and I shared many conversations in which I learned much about her courage and grit. She wisely chose to befriend an outstanding group of like-minded young women and together all of them became some of my all time favorite people and great success stories.

Sara always reminded me so much of myself. She stayed in Houston to attend college while her friends went away. She worked while going to school and was somewhat uncertain as to what she ultimately wanted to do with her life. It took her time and much soul searching to finally realize that she wanted to be a teacher. I knew that she would be incredible in that capacity and hoped that she would one day join the ranks of those of us whose profession is dedicated to passing the torch of knowledge from one generation to the next.

Sara somehow managed to work and handle eighteen hour course loads in her quest for a degree. On Friday her dreams came true as she walked across the stage at the University of Houston to receive her diploma in Education. She had won yet another hard fought battle and I am giddy with happiness for her and her family because I know how important this moment is. I also believe that when the school bells ring in the fall there will be some very lucky students assigned to Ms. Reyna’s class. Knowing that Sara will be in charge gives me nothing but great hope for the future of our boys and girls.

Sara shared her joy with yet another of my Algebra students, Meliza Aranda. Meliza was also a rather quiet student who was lucky enough to be in a class with more serious and focused individuals. She and I never spoke much but I noted that she was always polite, prepared and studious. I had lost track of her after graduation from high school, so it was with great delight that I realized that she had attended my alma mater, the University of Houston and that she had also chosen to major in Education. Like Sara, Meliza graduated this past Friday.

I spent many years interviewing prospective teachers and I now have a knack for determining how well a person will do inside a classroom. I predict that Meliza will be a masterful teacher. The students and parents will have a treasure in her. I’m blissfully happy to know that she is now part of the educational sisterhood.

Meanwhile at Texas Tech University, Julie Dominguez claimed her Masters degree in Biomedical Sciences. She is from the same Class of 2010 as Sara and earned her first degree two years ago. Julie is a happy person who always seems to beam with an inviting smile. She loves people, sports and her family. Sadly she has seen more tragedy than most. Only weeks before her graduation her beloved cousin was murdered as he attempted to come to the aid of a woman who was being attacked. It was with a profound sadness that she somehow found the fortitude to finish the work for her graduate degree. Now she plans to move forward with great purpose so that she might honor her family.

Julie is a brilliant young woman who has a way with people and with words. She recently posted her thoughts on Facebook and inspired all of us with her bravery and her faith. “Thank you God, you have a purpose for us all,” she began. “Even though I don’t know where life will take me, I know you will lead me to my purpose…A special thanks to my angels who are always taking care of me from above. This triumph is dedicated to all of y’all that make me a better person.”

I suspect that this is only a first step for Julie. She is a woman on a mission and she will not stop until she is positioned to make this world a healthier and happier place for all of us. I am certain that she will bring the change that she wishes to see in a world that has not always been kind to her and her family. Somehow Julie Dominguez remains a shining light of optimism for all of us.

Marissa Garza, another Class of 2010 KIPP alumna, has always kept her eye on the prize. As a student at KIPP Houston High School she demonstrated a maturity and intellect a step above her peers. She is a wise and loyal person who instills confidence. People seem to seek her out as a comforting presence. Somehow it seems only fitting that she graduated this weekend with a degree in nursing, an occupation that fits so perfectly with all of her nurturing qualities.

Earning her diploma has been a stressful battle with difficult coursework and hours long rotations in the hospital that might have defeated a lesser person. Marissa admits to having shed many tears in her quest to become a nurse but somehow she kept picking herself back up and slowly but surely moved forward. She is eager to take her certification exams and get her license to practice her skills.

Someone somewhere is already going to have a better experience with a health problem because Marissa will be there to help him/her through the process of regaining health. The same loving and encouraging ways that her friends and family have always observed in her will become the foundation upon which she will no doubt build a stunning career.

I am so proud of these four incredible women. Each of them had to overcome challenges to reach goals that seemed so distant back when I first met them. I have watched them change from giddy young teenagers into mighty women of distinction. Their actions and character make KIPP Houston High School and all of us who worked with them there feel incalculably proud. They have truly climbed the mountain of educational success and I suspect that their view from the summit is breathtaking. I know that as I watch them from my vantage point I am in awe. 

A Wealth of Friendship

image001I am not among the wealthiest people that I know but if I compare myself to the entire population of the world I am indeed rich. I never achieved fame for the work that I did and none of my blogs have gone viral. Mine has been a rather quiet life, mostly routine and average. On the other hand if I were to consider the quality of the friends whose company I have enjoyed I would have to admit to being blessed beyond measure. It is in the people who have crossed my path and stopped to share extraordinary moments with me that I have become a woman of distinction. Perhaps there is no more interesting and accomplished person among those with whom I have shared a cup of tea than Seng-Dao Keo. Continue reading “A Wealth of Friendship”

A Brilliant Madness

i282600889621212175._szw1280h1280_Anna Marie Duke, AKA Patty Duke, was one of my all time favorite people. It wasn’t so much her acting career that intrigued me as her passionate efforts for mental health. Patty as the world knew her was a highly successful child star from an incredibly dysfunctional home. Her father was an abusive alcoholic and her mother suffered from bouts of deep dark depression. When Patty was still quite young her mother turned over the full time care of her daughter to agents who literally told the child that Anna Marie was dead and that she would forevermore be known as Patty. The husband and wife team certainly helped the young girl to launch her career but life in their home was loveless and Patty was miserable and confused.   Continue reading “A Brilliant Madness”

Saints Preserve Us

i282600889620610001._szw1280h1280_Kindness and humility sometimes seem to be very unpopular traits these days. We adulate those who are boastful and arrogant while assuming the someone with quiet dignity is somehow weak. Given the current climate I was thrilled to learn that Mother Teresa will soon become a saint. I can’t think of a more deserving person nor one that I more admire.

She was born in what is now Macedonia at the time that it was part of the Ottoman Empire on August 26, 1910. When she was eighteen she moved to Ireland to become a nun. Ultimately she found her way to India where she became the founder of the Missionaries of Charity. Her life was dedicated to running hospices and homes for those with the most dreaded diseases that often made them pariahs to the rest of society. She gave succor to those with leprosy, HIV/AIDS and tuberculosis. Understanding the needs of the poorest among us she set up soup kitchens, hospitals, orphanages, schools and clinics. Her service to mankind played out in some of the most horribly desperate situations where few others dared to go. Her services were always free to those who needed them and offered with unconditional love.  Continue reading “Saints Preserve Us”