While at Saturday's CD6 Convention, I met Sen. John Marty briefly. I informed him that I'm an alternate delegate, supporting his candidacy for Governor. A professional politician is above all a professional at niceness (to the in-group at least) and Marty is exceedingly likeable--a liberal saint and earnest St. Olaf grad in his sixth term representing Roseville in the state senate.
Marty mentions a 'public conversation' being held Saturday evening--which I went on to heartily enjoy--in which his famous-theologian father Martin Marty and he would be asked fawning questions by a St. Olaf professor, accepting queries (submitted on the standard-issue 3x5 cards) from attendees--and modeling elevated conversation.
I am somewhat skeptical concerning the theological enterprise wholesale, though the elder Marty is amusing and chatty. He mentions churches do all kinds of things--and so when preaching he didn't want to over-advocate politically; he views society's public dialogue as a mainly secular enterprise. (What area of expertise does the clerical class maintain?--an inquisitive blogger would like to know.)
Churches are highly subsidized in America, with great regressivity. I occasionally urge house-of-worship participation even among the non-religious; it has a number of benefits and you're paying for it regardless. I also encourage a non-deferential attitude toward the church's (and the Church's) social hierarchy, and a deniably mocking mien toward excessive displays of piety. So shouldn't I ease up a bit on my pzmyersism, when in the presence of the Christian Left?
It's a somewhat militant Krista Tippett crowd.
The church is packed; no specific religious belief is at any time asked of attendees. By the event's end Marty fils hasn't revealed any contour of his cosmological theorizing. It's a campaign event; Sen. Marty's appeal is in his scrubbed, earnest, egoless moral politics. (It's very disturbing--to John Marty--that the just-passed Health Care Reform still leaves 6% of the public uninsured.)
The event at Holy Trinity Lutheran in South Minneapolis is enjoyable--though no persuasive connection between superstition and societal betterment is driven home. The Marty family, I learn, grew up ultra-lib Chicagoans--who at times wouldn't allow their children to answer the telephone--so frequent were the vile calls. As a child, John Marty played with Martin Luther King's children, and later--as a tween--had classmates who praised the 1968 assassination, he says.
I knew almost nothing of Marty prior to my (Eden Prairie, Feb. 2, 2010) precinct caucus. At our neighborhood's caucus--with around 20 people in attendance--one young entrant advocated strongly for Marty.
When I attended my senate district convention Jeff Strate took me by surprise--naming a subcaucus in support of the Palestinian cause. That momentary grouping failed to attract sufficient support, alas, and split up. (Few Somali-Americans showed up for the SD42 convention--sadly--despite Eden Prairie's large Cushitic minority; at least some would have taken our subcaucus seriously, I lament.)
Senate district convention delegates seek advancement to delegate slots [for the congressional-district and state conventions] to enhance their own social status and to back candidates and positions they support. (Once elected a mere alternate, you receive telephone calls from Minnesota-famous pols seeking your support, you get invited to house parties and meet-the-candidate events--you receive some minor sliver of the flattery you've long presumed your due.)
After our moment of AIPAC-skepticism, it was game theory for me. Seeing the young fellow who'd backed Marty at our subcaucus, I theorized (incorrectly, as events demonstrated) that he might conceivably support my grab for the delegate slot. Within our small Marty-for-Guv subcaucus, folks who wanted our lone delegate slot were asked to speak for a minute or two.
One participant not seeking our slot confides he feels somewhat unfavorably toward me--as during the last cycle I'd photographed event-attending political folks excessively, 'in the view of some,' he relates. Were I to have asked each person's permission, prior to taking pictures, the entire enterprise would have been impossible, I explain. He responds, 'Yes, but at least you should have pretended to ask people first.'
We ascribe a rationality and coherence to our detractors which at times isn't borne out by sound field research, IOW. (I'm certainly not an asshole because I didn't pretend to ask people permission in 2008 prior to snapping their pictures.) Some people who hate one do so for stupid reasons, and merit little attention.
After the mini-speeches and prior to the vote, I attempt to assemble a supporter or two, begging this person and that--putting the old pleading-puppy mug to maximum effect, dismaying even my son. (I win over one vote. God, I suck.) Whatever the eventual tally, I end up third--in large part thanks to my preemptive self-absolution for self-voting.
Later, our subcaucus is reminded of the DFL's gender-balance rule; affirmative action catapults me from show to place. I'm going to Duluth. I am somebody.
Marty does seem a decent bloke, don't get me wrong. But happenstance, strategy and arbitrary-seeming rules play a large role in the formation of the delegate/alternate pool.
Marty mentions a 'public conversation' being held Saturday evening--which I went on to heartily enjoy--in which his famous-theologian father Martin Marty and he would be asked fawning questions by a St. Olaf professor, accepting queries (submitted on the standard-issue 3x5 cards) from attendees--and modeling elevated conversation.
I am somewhat skeptical concerning the theological enterprise wholesale, though the elder Marty is amusing and chatty. He mentions churches do all kinds of things--and so when preaching he didn't want to over-advocate politically; he views society's public dialogue as a mainly secular enterprise. (What area of expertise does the clerical class maintain?--an inquisitive blogger would like to know.)
Churches are highly subsidized in America, with great regressivity. I occasionally urge house-of-worship participation even among the non-religious; it has a number of benefits and you're paying for it regardless. I also encourage a non-deferential attitude toward the church's (and the Church's) social hierarchy, and a deniably mocking mien toward excessive displays of piety. So shouldn't I ease up a bit on my pzmyersism, when in the presence of the Christian Left?
It's a somewhat militant Krista Tippett crowd.
The church is packed; no specific religious belief is at any time asked of attendees. By the event's end Marty fils hasn't revealed any contour of his cosmological theorizing. It's a campaign event; Sen. Marty's appeal is in his scrubbed, earnest, egoless moral politics. (It's very disturbing--to John Marty--that the just-passed Health Care Reform still leaves 6% of the public uninsured.)
The event at Holy Trinity Lutheran in South Minneapolis is enjoyable--though no persuasive connection between superstition and societal betterment is driven home. The Marty family, I learn, grew up ultra-lib Chicagoans--who at times wouldn't allow their children to answer the telephone--so frequent were the vile calls. As a child, John Marty played with Martin Luther King's children, and later--as a tween--had classmates who praised the 1968 assassination, he says.
I knew almost nothing of Marty prior to my (Eden Prairie, Feb. 2, 2010) precinct caucus. At our neighborhood's caucus--with around 20 people in attendance--one young entrant advocated strongly for Marty.
When I attended my senate district convention Jeff Strate took me by surprise--naming a subcaucus in support of the Palestinian cause. That momentary grouping failed to attract sufficient support, alas, and split up. (Few Somali-Americans showed up for the SD42 convention--sadly--despite Eden Prairie's large Cushitic minority; at least some would have taken our subcaucus seriously, I lament.)
Senate district convention delegates seek advancement to delegate slots [for the congressional-district and state conventions] to enhance their own social status and to back candidates and positions they support. (Once elected a mere alternate, you receive telephone calls from Minnesota-famous pols seeking your support, you get invited to house parties and meet-the-candidate events--you receive some minor sliver of the flattery you've long presumed your due.)
After our moment of AIPAC-skepticism, it was game theory for me. Seeing the young fellow who'd backed Marty at our subcaucus, I theorized (incorrectly, as events demonstrated) that he might conceivably support my grab for the delegate slot. Within our small Marty-for-Guv subcaucus, folks who wanted our lone delegate slot were asked to speak for a minute or two.
One participant not seeking our slot confides he feels somewhat unfavorably toward me--as during the last cycle I'd photographed event-attending political folks excessively, 'in the view of some,' he relates. Were I to have asked each person's permission, prior to taking pictures, the entire enterprise would have been impossible, I explain. He responds, 'Yes, but at least you should have pretended to ask people first.'
We ascribe a rationality and coherence to our detractors which at times isn't borne out by sound field research, IOW. (I'm certainly not an asshole because I didn't pretend to ask people permission in 2008 prior to snapping their pictures.) Some people who hate one do so for stupid reasons, and merit little attention.
After the mini-speeches and prior to the vote, I attempt to assemble a supporter or two, begging this person and that--putting the old pleading-puppy mug to maximum effect, dismaying even my son. (I win over one vote. God, I suck.) Whatever the eventual tally, I end up third--in large part thanks to my preemptive self-absolution for self-voting.
Later, our subcaucus is reminded of the DFL's gender-balance rule; affirmative action catapults me from show to place. I'm going to Duluth. I am somebody.
Marty does seem a decent bloke, don't get me wrong. But happenstance, strategy and arbitrary-seeming rules play a large role in the formation of the delegate/alternate pool.


