Arms are for hugging.
It wasn't the police presence that bothered me. It was the presence of the National Guard and Army Reserve, in full Iraq-War regalia -- that totally outraged me.
Given how empty St. Paul is compared to Denver, their use of military force has been completely out of line and bordering on abuse of power. Seriously. Compared to the RNC in 2004 (which was in New York City, and which I covered also from the outside), it feels like nobody came to this year's RNC.
Charles Schultz, the creator of the cartoon strip "Peanuts" was born in St. Paul. There are statues of the strip's characters strewn all over downtown. This was my view yesterday as I blogged: empty streets, Linus' back and if you see across the street, extreme right obscenities paraded in trucks and buses.
There were virtually no delegates to be had downtown (I asked to speak to several random delegates and they all declined). But the crazy extremists of the Republican Party where out in full force.
I love how they captured Dick Cheney's mouth.
I can't remember now if this is the first time in history where the president and vice-president of the US do not attend their party's national convention. I honestly can't remember if it also happened with Clinton in 2000.
MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA. The 2008 Republican National Convention. Without any setup beyond "Why do you support your candidate?" (including variations such as "What about your candidate moves you to support them?" and "What appeals to you about your candidate?"), I interviewed three different people or groups of people to attempt to explore what it is about Barack Obama, John McCain and Ron Paul that inspires support.
Breathless
Did you know that 60 percent of New Yorkers still practice unsafe sex? As a British import living in NYC this might be an opportunity to feel all high and mighty... but no. Apparently 70 percent of people in the U.K. still practice unsafe sex.
These statistics were highlighted in a campaign for amfAR (The Foundation for AIDS Research) around World AIDS Day last year and appeared in NYC and London. Did the campaign work? Do any HIV/AIDS prevention campaigns work?
The answer is, "No," according to this recent article in the New York Times, which reports that the number of new HIV infections occurring in the United States is 40 percent higher than previously estimated -- that's 56,300 new infections in 2006, not 40,000 as previously cited.
Bears
So what do we do now, give up? That answer is also, "No." We still need to get the safe sex message out there as often as possible because right now, prevention is the only cure we have (besides abstinence of course, but that's a whole different discussion).
There is one campaign that does seem to be helping. In February 2007, the New York City Department of Health and Mental Hygiene launched NYC Condom, a free condom initiative that utilized their own brand. This rather unimaginative title was accompanied with a catchier tagline, "Get some." The NYCDOHMH urged local businesses, clinics and non-profit organizations to carry these free condoms and display them conveniently for responsible (and energetic) New Yorkers to take.
And take they did. An astonishing 36 million NYC Condoms were given out last year. That's an average of 3 million every month, which is twice the number given out annually before the City launched its own brand.
Since then, the NYC Condom was re-branded and launched again on Valentine's Day this year. You can "get some" at all five Kenneth Cole New York stores and at 900 other locations in NYC. (I could describe that as a "shameless plug" but considering the subject matter, that would be a poor choice of words.)
You can find the full directory of locations on the NYC Department of Health and Mental Hygiene's website.
The increasing HIV infections, and the fact that programs like this exist, prompted a colleague, Rob Berland, and I to create four short online films in an attempt to discover who is the 60 percent out there still foolhardy enough to practice unprotected sex?
They were generously directed by Otto Inman and star Jay Devore and Sarah Wentworth. I've posted two right here and the other two will appear here next week.
Former US Senator Fred Thompson (R-TN) opened his speech on the legacy of his friend John McCain with the following statement :
We are going to nominate the next President and Vice President of the United States of America.
We do so while taking a different view of our country than that of the other party.
Listening to them you'd think that we were in the middle of a great depression; that we are down, disrespected and incapable of prevailing against challenges facing us.
We know that we have challenges ... always have, always will.
But we also know that we live in the freest, strongest, most generous and prosperous nation in the history of the world and we are thankful.
I was completely taken aback by that part of the speech. It seems to suggest neither the United States nor the global markets have not been affected at all by the implosion of the sub-prime mortgage industry and the subsequent credit crisis that is affect international markets. It also seems to say there that it is "disrespectful" an henceforth anti-patriotic to even suggest the United States is losing it's political and economic stature in the world.
There was no better moment that illustrates the disconnect among the GOP faithful and the reality of what's happening around them. Take for example what the "Obama Bin Biden" t-shirt vendor told me yesterday.
There is no shame in wanting to make an extra buck or two but our friend here was kind of embarrassed about the message he was selling. "Am just trying to make a living", he said. And it was the same line I was given by 3 other buttons and t-shirt vendors in the area.
While waiting for the rain to subside another gentleman had told me that work was hard to come by and that he really didn't care about either republicans or democrats. "I just sell the t-shirts, I don't care about the message. I'll sell to democrats what they want to hear and I'll sell to republicans the same way. It's called marketing."
Both gentlemen were disappointed at the lack of crowds for this convention. One of them said that he always seemed to sell out of stock at Obama rallies. Not so much at the McCain ones. All seemed to agree these are tough economic times and that Republicans seemed to be out of touch with that reality more so than Democrats.
When I asked him who'd he vote he couldn't seem to decide on either. And that seems to be a theme among a lot of St. Paulites I've spoken to. They can't vote for the black guy (one gentleman truly believes Obama is a crypto-muslim). Yet they don't care at all for John McCain.
If these conversations are any indication of the obstacles both nominees will need to overcome to get to the White House, I feel it will be a close race.
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They were both more prevalent, and presumably, more popular at the Democratic National Convention than they have been this week at the RNC, but that's not their fault. "They" refers to the hundreds of green bikes that have been shipped from across the country by Freewheelin', a non-profit bike sharing organization based in Louisville, Kentucky that collaborated with Humana, a health services company, and Bikes Belong, a biking advocacy group, to set up shop in both Denver and St. Paul for the political conventions in those cities. As long as you have a credit card, you can sign up and take out a bike for free, ride it around as long as you want, and return it to one of several locations before the end of the day. Your card won't be charged a dime.
It's the largest -- and hopefully, most successful -- public bikes program in US history. Similar programs have been attempted in various cities around the world dating back to the White Bicycle of Amsterdam in the 1960s, but most have failed for one reason or another (usually theft).
I took out one of the bikes in Denver, and after a week of chaos and stress, it was just what the doctor ordered. After an hour of biking around an unfamiliar city, feeling truly mobile for the first time in days, I felt like a new man.
And this is precisely what Freewheelin' hopes to accomplish nationwide, and not just at major conventions. The young woman who signed me up explained that the organization is committed to improving both mental and physical well-being through exercise, fighting obesity and diabetes, and making bikes cool again.
Their next step is making helmets cool, too, which aren't required. I asked for one, though, and they were more than happy to provide.
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This month we have the opportunity to turn up the volume on ovarian cancer -- otherwise known as "The Whisper" or "The Silent Killer." As you may sense from those nicknames, ovarian cancer is a dodgy lil' beeyotch! Her symptoms are vague and most often missed -- or misdiagnosed -- as anything from endometriosis to irritable bowel syndrome (IBS is the most common misdiagnosis) or dismissed as plain ol' gas or constipation. After all, no one wants to jump from thinking they are just bloated or have a bad stomachache to thinking it might be cancer! And there is currently no screening test, general or specific, for ovarian cancer. You read that correctly: none -- yet.
I was diagnosed at 28 years old with a rare form of ovarian cancer (I was initially misdiagnosed with IBS before heading in the gynecological direction). After exploratory surgery and a week later the full abdominal "unzip", it was determined that it was Stage 3C ovarian cancer. Late-stage ovarian cancer at 28. Being the overachiever I am, I had not just any cancer or even a more common, treatable/survivable one; I had a cancer whose successful treatment statistics are about the same as guessing right in a shell game (at least it feels that way). Plus, with a rare form of it, I had to cut those stats in half! After surgery, a panel of doctors basically voted on whether or not chemo would even be effective for me. Because of my young age and the fact that I hadn't had children yet, by majority rule, we went more aggressive and I began a six-month prescription of chemotherapy -- which was interrupted by recurrence and another surgery, false remission for a year, and a final surgery in January 2003. This year marks my five year cancer-free milestone!While there have been many developments and advances in the ovarian cancer chemo cocktail (a cocktail not nearly as fun as a mojito or margarita!), including anti-nausea and anti-allergenics, the most vital and imperative research we must implement is early detection for ovarian cancer. We can't cure this disease being blind while she isn't speaking up to be heard on time.
Early detection is the most powerful treatment for any cancer and it is imperative that we generate awareness and funding for this kind of research for ovarian cancer. As is stands today, more than half of ovarian cancer cases are discovered late-stage. And though the number of diagnoses is less than other more heavily-researched and publicized forms of gynecological cancers, due to late-stage diagnosis, it has the number-one highest fatality rate among gynecological cancers. In addition, with successful treatment, the five-year survival rate is around 35 percent in any stage of the disease (and that gets lower with each recurrence).
Gilda Radner, who died of ovarian cancer, said, "Having cancer gave me membership in an elite club I'd rather not belong to." Strangely and unexpectedly, the word "elite" is accurate for me. I feel very special for having had -- and survived -- ovarian cancer, and my life has been transformed in the most beautiful and exquisite ways that I could never have imagined. The journey inspired me to create Bald Is Beautiful, through which I have dedicated my life to bringing information, inspiration, comfort, hope, encouragement, and empowerment to others on the cancer journey.
Still, while I survived and was able to find positivity and deep healing in the process, I would be happier if we could prevent others from having to face this disease without the benefit of early detection and more refined & successful treatments.
Thank you for letting me share and for reading! And remember: always smile from the inside out!
Some Extra Bytes:
• Tune in to STAND UP 2 CANCER (live telecast on Friday, Sept 5 on NBC, ABC, CBS)
• Check out CANARY FOUNDATION (dedicated to funding research for early detection, special focus on ovarian cancer)
• Visit GILDA'S CLUB for my favorite cancer support organization in the world!! Support for patients (men, women, children with any form of cancer) and their friends/families/caregivers.
To read more about Sharon's story, please click here.
It would be a desolate, barren, humorless scene of quiet streets, isolated protests, handfuls of guys with the same haircut and the same blue shirt slogging their way from one building to the next carrying paper cups from Starbucks.
It would have a few bands playing to invisible audiences, not counting the cops who are stationed there to prevent any violent outbursts -- an absurdity underscored by its utter lack of necessity.
It would likely be overcast, punctuated by bracing winds and spitting rain.
In other words, it would look exactly like downtown St. Paul this week.
Compared to Denver and the Democratic National Convention last week, St. Paul and the RNC feel like the unpopular kid's party that no one really wanted to attend. But not the kind of unpopular kid you'd root for in a John Hughes movie -- a misunderstood, awkward, but effortlessly charming outcast who manages to come out ahead in the end.
No, this kind of unpopular kid is unpopular because he's a jerk, and he thinks too highly of himself to stop being one. He decides to throw a party and cockily invites everyone he knows, only to find himself pulling the wings off of insects alone in his basement as a few of his acquaintances linger in the game room, munching on Chex-Mix.
In both cases, it's hard to tell if the attendees are loyalists or just moochers, sticking around for the "schwag."
If it weren't for the pervasive road blocks, making it impossible to traverse downtown St. Paul, or the police in full riot gear, you'd never know that Laura Bush, Joe Lieberman and Fred Thompson were speaking at the Xcel Energy Center last night. In fact, the only people who seem to care that the RNC is even happening -- at least visibly -- are the protest groups and the gestapo-like policemen whose job it is to stop them, or stomp them, as in the case of one young man who was allegedly pushed from his bicycle and kicked until he was vomiting blood.
But among the earnest GOP followers, there is a shocking lack of enthusiasm here. No one seems to care that much about the convention, and there doesn't appear to be any confidence that McCain is going to win.
I'm not saying that he won't, or that the numbers indicating how close the race is are wrong; I'm just saying that if an alien came down from outer-space and was asked to judge, by the conventions alone, which candidate would be in the White House in 2009, the question would elicit an immediate, deep, full-abdominal laugh -- or the alien equivalent of one, anyway.
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I have been trying to post to the blog in the last 24 hours and I keep getting sidetracked. Blogging while on the road is one of the hardest things in the world. Especially if, like me, you have to deal with every technology meltdown imaginable.
When I first started this odyssey a week ago, I was happy to have had in hand a "smartphone" that allowed me to stream video live. It was so freeing to be able to use a phone to give people an on the ground look of what I was witnessing and experiencing right there, right at the moment. But the camera broke and, worse, I have no idea how it happened. I left it charging overnight and the next morning it was just not working. Totally random act of technological non-compliance.
Relying on one piece of equipment can be devastating and I had prepared with an extra camera and audio recording equipment. What I was not prepared with was another mobile to not only phone but the internet. It's why last week I had so much trouble blogging. I had to run around Denver looking for T-Mobile that would outfit me with another phone instantly. It's how I ended up with the baby in the photo to the right.
Bloggers are some of the most gadgetfied people in the world. To report from wherever and whenever, we need to have instant access to the internet. In places like Philadelphia, it's awesome to be a blogger because there's municipal wireless access to the internet everywhere. And it's for free too! But in places like Denver and St. Paul, the burden of internet access either falls on the shoulders of coffee shops or on the bloggers themselves with a nifty piece of equipment like a "smartphone" and an extra fee for unlimited internet access in their monthly phone bill. In other words, "gonzo" on-the-ground blogging is not democratic at all. It can be costly, especially in rural and inner city areas where there is no internet access at all.
I say this because as a digital rights activist, I am very much aware of the privilege I have as someone who has so much access to technology and who even gets paid for blogging. At home not only do I have access to more than four computers, but I also have broadband internet access as well as mobile. And in times like my media and tech meltdown, I have the resources to get another camera or piece of equipment.
The so called "citizen journalist" from the "revolutionary" blogosphere just doesn't exist. Citizen journalism as in on-the-ground reporting and blogging is just not democratic and easy for the masses. We're just not there yet.
It's the reason why it struck me as a huge negative the lack of free internet access in Denver. I can understand the logic of Republicans with their "leave the market decide" mantra. Democrats, on the other hand, have been all about bringing "change" to the country by making it more democratic.
Well, Obama not the DNC failed miserably by not making the internet not only more accessible to little alternative media outlets like my culturekitchen media blogs. They failed to make media more democratic and accessible "to the people" by not providing wireless internet access during their own "big party" and convention.
Yesterday, I blogged about my Rudy run-in in Denver, in which I posed for a photo with my former mayor, Rudolph Giuliani. Today, I find out that Giuliani, who was originally slated as tonight's RNC keynote speaker, has been replaced by George W Bush, Joe Lieberman and Fred Thompson. I can't help wondering if my photo shoot with Rudy is somehow responsible for his demotion.
I think Giuliani address was nixed after the GOP spotted the photo of the two of us together. Although you can't see my hand, I can assure you nothing illicit occurred. The incriminating piece of evidence is rather the hat upon my head. As you'll notice, I sport a camouflage hate which says Obama for President-- I call this Obamaflage and am working on an entire Obamaflouge line. Does the RNC interpret this photo op as a tacit stamp of approval for Obama?
And here, is another photo, which may lead to Giuliani's excommunication from the GOP.
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