Friday, June 12, 2026

The Problem with Political Contributions

Curmie did something last week that seems to have been sort of stupid: he contributed some money to a couple of charities and a couple of political candidates.

All four recipients texted Curmie shortly after receiving the funds.  Three of the four, including both politicians, coupled their thanks with a plea for more money.  Yes, in the same text.  Those of you who know Curmie personally will understand that these solicitations make it less rather than more likely that he will make further contributions, at least in the short term.  Curmie already makes it a practice to ignore calls from places identified only as “non-profit.” 

The two politicians in question are Gina Hinojosa and James Talarico who, respectively, are running for Governor and Senator in Texas.  Curmie doesn’t usually send money to political campaigns, but these two are different in two or three ways.  First and most importantly, Curmie really likes these two.  He supports them not merely because they’re running against loathsome opposition, but because he actually likes their priorities.  Secondly, they’ve actually got a chance to win.  Even in Texas, GOP incompetence and corruption are wearing thin. 

Finally, their opponents are as heinous as it’s possible to be without being part of the Trump administration; this is especially true after Ken Paxton—you know, Gentle Reader, the guy impeached by his own party for bribery and misuse of public funds (before getting let off the hook by the Senate), the guy who worked out a deal for a rich SOB who admitted to repeatedly raping a young boy… yeah, that guy—won the GOP nomination for Senate over incumbent John Cornyn, who is merely a rather dim-witted party hack rather than being outright evil.

The problem is that Curmie has been inundated with texts—he’s lost count overall, but he’s willing to bet he’s sent “stop” to “unsubscribe” (he never subscribed, of course) more times in the last week than the total number of texts he’d sent for the entire calendar year.  Yes, literally.  (To be fair, Curmie doesn’t text that often.)  There are three varieties of suppliants.  First, there are the candidates themselves.  It doesn’t matter that you’re asking “humbly”; the inevitable inference is that you’re a lot more interested in Curmie’s financial contribution than in his support per se.  And it makes you look desperate.  So do repeated requests from the same campaign even after the voter had opted out of receiving more texts.

Then there are the appeals from the state and federal Democratic Party bureaucracy and one from the Congressional Black Caucus (Curmie might be getting the exact title wrong).  Curmie gets it; if he’s supporting both Hinajosa and Talarico, he would probably rather see the Dems rather than the GOP in power, and it’s not too much of an over-simplification to suggest that greater representation by black voters would, in general, help the Democrats.  But there’s a reason he thinks of himself more as an anti-Republican than a Democrat.  “We’re awful, be we’re not as corrupt, mendacious, or fascistic as those guys” isn’t a rallying cry that a lot of people are going to get behind.   

Finally, though, there are the appeals from candidates in other states.  When Curmie started writing this piece, he’d received three such texts.  It’s now ten: two for Governor, four for Senate, four for House.  There will, no doubt, be more.  Here’s the thing: Curmie considers it unethical to interfere in an election in which he has no franchise.  He might prefer Labour to the Tories in the UK, but he’s not going to send them money.  And he’s not going to write a check (metaphorically, of course, Curmie isn’t that old) to someone in New York or South Carolina or wherever.

Yeah, yeah, everybody does it, and the billionaires sure do get generous when it comes to buying supporting lackeys minions candidates.  That doesn’t make it reasonable, though… or rather it doesn’t seem so to Curmie.  If you want to send a contribution to Mark Kelly or Jon Ossoff or whoever, go for it, Gentle Reader, and Curmie won’t think less of you for doing so.  It’s certainly true that one of these races could conceivably tip the balance of power in one of the houses of Congress, and who gets control will indeed affect us all.  But Curmie will refrain.  If he makes any more political contributions this season, they’ll be to Talarico, Hinojosa, or maybe someone running for the Texas legislature from his district.

More problematically, Curmie is now less likely to participate in the electoral process in this way.  If sending a candidate a contribution opens a donor up to what amounts to harassment from every other campaign for someone with the same general political perspective, then a lot of folks, Curmie included, will think twice before making that same mistake again.  And that tilts the scales even more towards the billionaires and their PACs. 

<Sigh.>

Friday, June 5, 2026

Streisand Effect Redux: Clayton (NC) High School

Leen Hijaz giving her speech

Last week, Curmie wrote about Jonas Hole, who gave the salutatorian address at his graduation ceremony at D’Iberville High School in Biloxi despite being misgendered by his principal.  This time, the student graduation speaker to make national headlines is Leen Hijaz, who wasn’t allowed to finish her valedictory speech at Clayton (NC) High School, outside Raleigh. 

Well, that’s not quite accurate.  First off, it was technically a “welcome speech” as opposed to a valedictory address per se.  Curmie isn’t sure why that matters, but perhaps it does.  Secondly, it appears that she was able to finish the part of her remarks that had been pre-approved by the administration.  It was only the add-on at the end that caused controversy.  You will no doubt be shocked to learn, Gentle Reader, that Ms. Hijaz is not the first-ever adolescent to disobey the strictures of authority. 

Anyway, school principal Melissa Moore Hubbard stomps onto the stage and pushes Hijaz away from the podium, allegedly threatening not merely to withhold her diploma, but to deny her graduation.  And what heinous invocation of Satan himself did Hijaz utter?  Well, this:

Before I leave the stage, there is one more thing I have to say.  Every single person here has a voice, and we are privileged to have the freedom to use it when so many people around the world are struggling and suffering to be heard.  Whether it’s the millions suffering in Palestine, Sudan, Congo, Afghanistan and so many other countries around the world, or the families being torn apart by ICE, these are not distant issues. They are happening right now as I speak. My point is, we’re not given a voice to stay silent.

(She does repeat a couple of phrases; she explained in a TikTok post the next day that the principal had been yelling at her, causing her to “stutter.”)

You will note, Gentle Reader, that her words were a description of reality.  Are the young adults of the near future going to face a world in which the crises she describes are all too present?  Yes.  Are we, as Americans, however much we might feel constrained by this or that censorial asshat, “privileged” in terms of financial stability, educational opportunities, and constitutional guarantees of free expression, when compared to the inhabitants of much of the rest of the world?  Yes.  Is it appropriate for those with the ability to use their voices for the sake of the common good for them to do so?  Yes.  Are there millions of people in those specified locations (and many others) who are “struggling and suffering”?  Yes.  Are there families being torn apart by ICE?  Yes.

Hijaz argues that “Nothing [she] said was political; it was pure awareness.”  Curmie agrees.  There is no condemnation of Israel for events in Palestine, no insistence that the US intervene to stop the Ebola outbreak in Congo, and so on.  Yes, the line about ICE comes rather close to a comment on that agency’s cowardice, intentional cruelty, and perfidious over-reach, but those descriptors are Curmie’s, not hers.  She may (likely does) agree with Curmie, but all she said was an objective truth.

For her deviation from what we suspect was the pabulum of the approved script, she was shunned by the powers-that-be, or at least so she claims.  The superintendent and several other bigwigs put their hands in their pockets rather than shake her hand when the apparently-not-actual-diplomas were distributed.  Her friend who gave her a hug onstage was similarly told that her diploma would be withheld.  As if denying the high school valedictorian (who graduated a year early, by the way) a piece of paper matters in the least, right?  

Curmie is pretty sure he hasn’t seen his high school diploma in decades, although it might be in one of those boxes he salvaged in 2022 after selling what had been his father’s house.  It’s the transcript that matters, and we’re talking about a valedictorian here; she’s planning to attend the University of North Carolina, and it’s a pretty fair bet she’ll get her degree.  (The school now says she did get her diploma; we trust her friend did, too.)

What’s on display here is the puerile petulance of an all-too-prevalent strain of high school administrators: those whose self-importance completely outshadows any actual competence they might once have had.  Even threatening to withhold a diploma is an act of petulance, a last gasp of self-entitled relevance, and, as someone pointed out on Reddit, an excellent way of turning a minor incident into embarrassing headlines on a national scale.  And that sure did seem like a lot of applause from the audience when Hijaz went off-script.  Maybe reading the room would be a good thing. 

OK.  Let’s grant that deviating from the approved script broke the rules, but in this case, even though it was intentional, was the equivalent of going 57 in a 45 when you’re the only one on the road, not of stealing the car.  Talk to her privately after the event, express displeasure, and move on.  But something Hijaz said on TikTok really stood out: “Obviously, if I said what I was going to say at the end of my speech, if I submitted it to the school, they would have disapproved it immediately, because of how racist they are.”  The first part of that sentence is rather predictable.  Whether it’s true, Curmie can’t say, but young Leen seems a bright lass, and she knows the environment better than we do. 

But attributing Hubbard’s over-reaction to racism seems a bit much.  Curmie has no doubt that Hijaz faced actual racism at multiple points in her academic life.  When she references “all of the stuff that I personally have experienced as a Muslim Arab girl going to school here in Johnston County,” Curmie gets it.  But whether this particular incident in linked to racism is another matter.  As Curmie has said repeatedly for a very long time, all racism is stupid, bur not all stupidity is racist. 

Curmie suspects that if Suzy Creamcheese (bonus points if you catch the Frank Zappa reference, Gentle Reader) had the audacity to stray from the censored pre-approved script to actually say something in a graduation speech, Hubbard’s reaction would have been the same.  It may also be worth noting that whereas Hijaz claims she lives in “a very white area,” US News and World Report lists the minority population at 61%, so there may be some questions of perception here.  (To be fair, she also says “we do have a lot of diversity, still.”)  It’s also important that Hijaz’s comments about racism come after the graduation ceremony.  They are controversial in and of themselves; those tacked on to the end of her speech were not.  You know what was problematic?  The three (Christian) prayers at a public school event.

What Hijaz definitely did not do was to “make it all about [her]self,” as she claims Hubbard accused her of doing.  There are two variations on the theme of irony at play here.  One is the radical misinterpretation of an attempt to represent in some small way the millions of people who, through no fault of their own, are de facto silenced by their circumstances: the exact opposite of her intentions.  The other, of course, is censoring comments about how people ought to be free of censorship.  <Sigh.>

Finally, of course, there’s the Streisand Effect.  As suggested above, the Reddit post about the incident shows two things: overwhelming support for Hijaz rather than Hubbard, and frequent mentions of the simple fact that no one outside the immediate audience would have paid the slightest attention were it not for the attempt to silence a student, a valedictorian, at her own graduation.  Leen Hijaz’s actions are not above reproach, but she’s unquestionably the more sympathetic figure in this episode.  Forward-Bank8412’s comment on Reddit reads, “Streisand this shit, internet!!”  Curmie is just doing his part…

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

4 ½ Updates

This one is long, even by Curmie’s standards.  Buckle up.

The four updates Curmie wants to write about today all concern recent news.  We’ll get to them in a moment, but let’s start with the “half an update.”  Curmie wrote “Questions. Curmie’s Got Questions.” three days after the (alleged?) assassination attempt on then-ex-President Trump in Butler, PA, in July of 2024.  He expressed some doubts about the official version of events, asking a series of questions, most of which remain unanswered nearly two years later. 

There’s no question that there were shots fired, that Thomas Michael Crooks fired them, or that rally attendee Corey Comperatore was killed and two other onlookers were wounded.  That’s as far as Curmie would go then, and it’s as far as he’ll go now.  No scenario matches what we know: those events sure as hell look staged, but such a scenario would require active collusion from multiple members of both the FBI and the Secret Service, and that’s asking a bit much.  On the other hand, Trump’s injured ear sure did heal fast and without a scar, there’s no reasonable explanation for why he’d have abandoned his shoes, and this little B-movie excerpt certainly helped his campaign.  Oh, and substitute “incompetence” for “collusion” in the bit about the FBI and Secret Service a couple of sentences back.

More importantly, there really hasn’t been a lot of new information forthcoming, task force recommendations notwithstanding.  Curmie remains skeptical, but is well short of being a full-fledged conspiracy theorist.  What’s the update?  Well, it used to be that those who were most vocal in their insistence that it was all a fraudulent publicity stunt were almost exclusively anti-MAGAs.  Now, that seems to be changing.

Well, sort of.  Marjorie Taylor Greene and Tucker Carlson aren’t exactly the elected spokespeople for the MAGA movement.  To suggest, as one headline does, that “MAGA now thinks Trump’s assassination attempt was actually a hoax” is obviously misleading, and it should come as no surprise that the majority of articles making the claim are on left-leading sites.  Also, of course, it’s not so much that those folks who are changing their minds aren’t really doubting the authenticity of the events at Butler; they’ve just come to realize that Dear Leader doesn’t really care about them, and that his seemingly miraculous escape just might not have been specifically ordained by God Himself.

It’s half an update, in other words.

OK, on to the other stories, in decreasing order of the likelihood that you, Gentle Reader, know about this stuff.  We start, then, with the re-naming of the Kennedy Center.  Back in December, Curmie described it as “Dear Leader’s Latest Vanity Endeavor.”  As you are probably aware, U.S. District Judge Christopher R. Cooper ruled that “the Kennedy Center Board’s decision to rename the Center, along with its decision to affix President Trump’s name to the building’s façade, violate Congress’s unequivocal mandate. As stated at the outset, Congress gave the Kennedy Center its name, and only Congress can change it.”  As for the board’s vote to close the Center for two years, he writes, “The trustees might have assessed the propriety of closure in a number of prudent ways. This was not one.”  That’s a pretty fair rebuke.

In a follow-up order, Cooper gave the board two weeks to “remove all physical signage on the Kennedy Center building and grounds, including the front portico, that purports to rename the Kennedy Center after President Trump or any other individual besides President Kennedy.” 

Dear Leader’s response was depressingly predictable, displaying a level of unhinged petulance seldom seen in anyone over the age of three.  Standard operating procedure for the Trump administration is two-fold: 1). Go ahead with whatever unauthorized activity floats your boat at a particular moment in time because it’s likely to be irrevocable by the time the rest of the country knows about it (demolition of the East Wing, painting the reflecting pool so it no longer reflects, etc.) and 2). simply disobeying any judicial order they don’t like (e.g., the Kilmar Abrego Garcia case).  Oh, come to think of it, there’s a #3: whine about how abused you are that you’re expected to follow the rules. 

#1 becomes relevant in terms of the shut-down, as the people who’d be scheduling acts for the future have all been sacked, and the Center has been winding down since the announcement (by Trump, without board approval, by the way) in March.  #2 is likely; the board, all but the ex officio members of which are gutless sycophants, is likely to appeal the ruling.  And, of course, Interior Secretary Doug Burgum is already equivocating about whether he’ll actually enforce the order.  To be fair, the headline of the Time article linked here—“Trump’s Name Won’t Be Coming off the Kennedy Center Just Yet, Despite Court Order”—is misleading.  Burgum is quite possibly simply anticipating the possibility of an appeal and waiting to see if the order still holds.  Removing the name is at most a two-day operation, after all.

#3, of course, has already happened.  Dear Leader, bratty toddler that he is, hurled abuse at Cooper, and is seemingly washing his tiny hands of the Center.  If he can’t put his name on it, it isn’t important to him.  Well, duh.

We’ll see where this one goes.  One thing is certain: there’s more to come.

Next up: This one got at least a little publicity when it happened.  Last November, Curmie wrote about the case of Larry Bushart.  He’s the retired Tennessee cop who was charged with a felony for posting a meme in the aftermath of the shooting of Charlie Kirk.  Curmie granted that Bushart, a self-described “asshole,” posts a lot of memes, some of them not in the best of taste.  Still, it’s beyond absurd that anyone could believe that the meme constituted any kind of threat, let alone of “mass violence at a school.”  (The meme showed Donald Trump declaring that “we have to get over it” in response to a school shooting at Perry High School in Iowa.  Coincidentally, the local high school in Tennessee is Perry County High School.  Not the same place, and no threat even if it were.)

Curmie noted at the time that FIRE had gotten involved, and that they were assisting Bushart in a lawsuit against the county, the sheriff, and the sheriff’s investigator.  On May 20, FIRE announced an out of court settlement for $835,000.  Frankly, that seems a little low, given that Bushart spent 37 days in jail, lost his post-retirement job, and missed the birth of his grandchild, all over a meme the sheriff now admits he knew was about a different school.  But that’s a sizable enough chunk of change that perhaps, just perhaps, the next idiot cop might pause before so blatantly and stupidly violating someone’s 1st Amendment rights.  At the very least, prosecutors and judges might exercise a little judgment; it might be asking to much to expect small-town cops to do so.

Along similar lines is a more recent case involving the censorship of a composition the Watertown (WI) Wind Ensemble was to have played at their spring concert.  The brouhaha was over a piece dedicated to Marsha P. Johnson, a black trans activist who participated in the Stonewall uprising in 1969, and that was enough to have the pearl-clutchers of the school board forbid playing the piece.  When Curmie wrote about the situation on May 20, there was a concert (actually just that one short song) scheduled for that night at a local church, conducted by the composer, Omar Thomas.  You can see the video of that event here.  There are a lot of speeches, which you’re welcome to watch, of course, but you might like to know that Thomas is introduced shortly before the 58-minute mark, and the band starts at about 1:09:56.

The other part of the story was the involvement of the Minocqua Brewing Company in the person of owner/proprietor Kirk Bangstad.  He’s a controversial figure, to say the least (check out Curmie’s post for some details), and there was some concern that his invitation for the band to play at his establishment (in Madison, 40-ish miles from Watertown) might be longer on self-promotion than on bona fide support for the band.

Curmie wondered at the time, “Is it possible that this whole business is a scam, that there will never be a concert at the Minocqua Brewing Company, or that few if any of the musicians will be high school kids?  Could the tens of thousands of dollars raised for a still not finalized 501(c)3 find their way into Bangstad’s pocket, instead?”  Well… no, there was not a concert at the bar, or even outside in the parking lot, nor was there one Saturday the 23rd.  But there was a concert, the 501(c)3 now does exist, and a fair amount of money seems to have been raised.  Allow Curmie to explain.

We start with the exchanges between Bangstad and band booster club president Jay Sandvick.  NB: these are Bangstad’s recollections, paraphrased.  Are they still accurate?  At least largely, one suspects.  Anyway, there seems to have been an attempt in Watertown to poison the well, whether this resulted from legitimate fears, distrust of Bangstad, or garden variety cowardice.  Interestingly, Sandvick seemed convinced that the antagonism was coming from progressives rather than MAGAs.  If he was right, and Curmie is fully prepared to believe that he was, it just shows that there are idiots at every spot on the political spectrum.

A lot of musicians dropped out, and cancellation of the event seemed very likely.  Luckily (as it happens), the departures were framed as safety issues regarding the parking lot.  That problem was solved by moving the time and place: from Saturday in the bar’s parking lot to the following Thursday at Madison’s Barrymore Theater.  There’s video of that event here.  Speeches start at about the 4:05 mark; the band starts playing at about 20:12.  Be warned: the sound quality of the recording isn’t the best, and there’s some background conversation.

There are two other issues: First off, how many student musicians were there?  Curmie is old enough that anyone younger than 35 looks like a teenager, and even he suspects that the number of actual high-schoolers playing at either event could probably be counted on one hand.  Does that matter?  Well, sort of.  One would have hoped that more of the people directly affected by the censorial machinations of the school board would have participated, but Curmie isn’t going to assign blame, individually or collectively. 

The larger issue is whether the fund-raising event worked.  It did.  As noted in Curmie’s earlier piece, it would be hard to pull off any chicanery in an event so publicly accessible.  Bangstad presented an over-sized check for $82,000; the real check will apparently be for $85,188.12.  A cynic might argue that Bangstad actually collected more than that; that’s possible, one supposes, but Curmie doubts it.  Curmie does take issue with the “check number,” 8647.  First off, that’s just a little too cute.  More importantly, it takes away from the purpose of the event: this isn’t about national politics; it’s about demanding constitutional enforcement at the local level.  These cases continue: it was stupid for an Alaska high school to shut down a performance of “Bohemian Rhapsody” 15 years ago; it’s stupid to shut down a performance of “A Mother of a Revolution” today.  The most important battles are often the most seemingly insignificant ones.  Some hills are worth dying on… metaphorically only, please.

And so we move on to the story that you, Gentle Reader, are least likely to have heard about.  It may, in its own way, be more troubling than any of the others.  A little short of four years ago, Curmie wrote a post titled “Changing Voter Eligibility: Four Really Stupid Ideas.”  Curmie described one of them this way: “whereas this is the worst idea in a contest of plenty horrible ideas, it’s also the only one with a chance of becoming law.”  You see where this is going, don’t you, Gentle Reader?

Back then, the small town of Seaford, Delaware (population about 8,000) changed its charter to allow businesses to vote in local elections.  Quoth the idiot mayor, David Genshaw, “These are folks that have fully invested in their community with the money, with their time, with their sweat. We want them to have a voice if they choose to take it.”  Needless to say, not only is the policy stupid on its face, but Genshaw’s argument is barely coherent.  That doesn’t mean that other towns aren’t going to join in the stupidity, or that courts aren’t going to suck up to where the economic and therefore political power is (Citizens United, anyone?).

One of the other Delaware burgs to join in the fun is Fenwick Island, located about an hour ESE of Seaford.  They, too, decided to let companies vote (apparently they had done so for a long time).  Their mayor,  Natalie Magdeburger, makes Genshaw look positively Solomonic by comparison.  She actually argues that the majority of properties in her town are owned by family or marital trusts, and that therefore “our voting system is just, fair and gives everyone a voice. As a town, we believe that a property owner who pays taxes and is subject to our ordinances should have a say in who represents them on our Town Council.”  By this reasoning, Curmie could have voted in New Hampshire between inheriting his father’s house there in 1999 and selling the property in 2022, despite not having lived there since 1994.  Of course, Curmie is actually a human (and not an obscenely rich one), so he probably couldn’t get away with that nonsense. 

Significantly, if voting franchise is even slightly linked to property ownership, then we’re one step closer to oligarchy, with the next logical step being the disenfranchisement of apartment-dwellers and other renters.  And if your name isn’t on the deed—if, for example, the house is in your spouse’s name, or you’re a college kid living at home—then too bad, so sad.  No, Curmie isn’t predicting this, but despite his comment from 2022, he didn’t think the whole corporations-can-vote scam would stand up to a legal challenge.  But it just did.

The ACLU sued to ensure that voters should necessarily be of the flesh-and-blood variety.  They lost, because Judge Craig Karsnitz would lose a battle of wits with an anvil.  He argues that granting franchise to non-human entities doesn’t dilute the political power of actual residents.  That’s not just counter-intuitive; it’s insane.  The only reason to support the preposterous idea that corporations, LLCs, and trusts ought to have voting rights is precisely to reduce the suasion of actual residents. 

Politics is a zero-sum game in this regard: if we allow X to vote, then the power of not-X is concomitantly reduced.  We can disagree about who should have franchise—whether the voting age should be adjusted, or whether legal immigrants should be allowed to vote in certain types of elections, for example.  And if the mayors of tiny towns in Delaware and the idiots who elected them want to cede power to non-human moneyed interests, presumably with the hope of attracting even more of such entities to a state that already has over twice as many corporations as registered (human) voters, then we can at least find our way to something that looks like a rationale. 

These people are stupid, but they’re not as stupid as the judge who thinks there will be no likelihood of non-human “voters” overturning the will of actual human residents.  Indeed, the only people who cannot vote on behalf of a trust or a corporation or whatever in which they have an interest are those who actually live there, as that, you see, would give them more than one vote.  Curmie would also like to see a corporation show up at a polling place.  Tailgate East12 pretty much nails it: “Corporations cannot vote. A human has to place that vote on behalf of said corporations essential[ly] giving a Delaware voter more than [one] vote or giving an out of state owner of a corporation an illegal vote or giving a foreign owner of a corporation a vote which he or she is not entitled to.”  A group called Demand Justice argues, quite reasonably, that “Corporations aren't people. They don’t have kids in local schools, they don’t drink the water, they can’t be jailed for crimes, and they shouldn’t get a vote.”

It’s also worth noting, as pointed out by Jacob Owens on spotlightdelaware.org,  “there are no limits on the number of artificial non-human entities eligible to vote based on their ownership interest in any single property parcel nor is there a minimum share of a property required to register. That means if several LLCs jointly own a beach home in Fenwick Island, all of the owners can register to vote, regardless of how little a stake.”  Curmie will trust you to understand the implications, Gentle Reader. 

The good news, such as it is, is that a couple of Delaware legislators intend to introduce legislation that would end this inane practice.  Curmie wishes them luck.

So, the count for the 4 1/2 updates: three positive, at least in the short term, one negative, one-half pretty much neutral.