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December 25, 2003

Sacramento Politics Take Strange Turn

The radical outsiders in Sacramento are the moderates and
pragmatists, a strange truth that was brought home dramatically this month,
when Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger and the Legislature compromised
on a ballot measure to refinance the state’s huge debt and hem in future
spending excesses by the Legislature.

The deal happened because free-thinkers, known simply as the
Bipartisan Group, buttressed by the legislative Women’s Caucus and a handful of
moderate Democrats, refused to let the Democratic majority leaders, Assembly
Speaker Herb Wesson and Senate President Pro Tem John Burton, scotch the deal.
It was a stunning role for moderates, a tiny band among 120 mostly hard-core
partisans in the Legislature.

Complex bipartisan deals need to be cut in Sacramento over
the next six months, from balancing the budget to fixing the workers’
compensation crisis to ending massive fraud in the teetering unemployment
insurance program. These troubles should have been fixed under former Gov. Gray
Davis. Instead, they were piled on a mountain of gridlock.

Majority leaders Wesson and Burton have shown little
interest in ending gridlock. Our elected Democratic state senators and Assembly
members are under tremendous partisan pressure to do whatever these leaders
order. The same holds true for the minority side, where Republican leaders Jim
Brulte in the Senate and David Cox in the Assembly — though less powerful —
expect to be obeyed.

However, ever since Schwarzenegger arrived, something has changed.
The Bipartisan Group, which worked to balance the budget last year without
finger pointing (and without their leaders), is gaining traction. Powerless
until now, Schwarzenegger gave the group gravitas by taking its counsel.

Led by Assemblyman Keith Richman of Granada Hills, one of a
growing number of Jewish Republicans in California politics, and Democratic
Assemblyman Joe Canciamilla of Martinez, a former county supervisor, the
Bipartisan Group refused to accept failure after Burton and Wesson on Dec. 5
pronounced Schwarzenegger’s fiscal recovery plan dead.

Although a deadline set by Secretary of State Kevin Shelley
for approving the plan for the March ballot had passed, Richman became
convinced that there were enough legislative votes to forge a fiscal recovery
compromise with Schwarzenegger — if only Shelley could extend his deadline.

So 19 brave bipartisan souls ignored their leaders, signing
a petition that convinced Shelley to give the Legislature more time.

After that, “we had a conference call with the governor, who
was enthusiastic to keep up negotiations, and one of the Democrats in our group
asked him if any issues were off the table,” Richman said. “The governor said,
‘No issues are off the table,’ and it didn’t surprise me. He wanted to find a
solution, but the leadership walked away.”

Why did the legislative leaders walk away? Sources tell me
one big reason was because the Service Employees International Union told the
Democratic leaders to keep Schwarzenegger’s plan off the March ballot.

Why? Because unions don’t want competition for their measure
on the March ballot, which is also being peddled as a government cost-control
law. It’s actually a sly bid to get voters to reduce the two-thirds margin now
required to raise taxes in the Legislature. The measure would require only a 55
percent legislative vote to raise our taxes.

Had a 55 percent law been in place in 2003, quite a few of
the roughly 100 bills proposed to raise our taxes by $28 billion would have
been approved.

There’s always a multilevel chess game afoot in Sacramento.
Richman, Canciamilla and others are thrilled that Schwarzenegger is willing to
challenge that game.

“Last week was really the best demonstration of bipartisan
compromise that I’ve seen in the three years I’ve been in the Legislature, and
others who have been here far longer said the same thing,” Richman said.

On Dec. 18, I saw another display of the power of
pragmatism, when Schwarzenegger used his emergency powers to override the
Legislature and replace funds the cities and counties lost when he reversed the
tripling of the car tax.

At the governor’s press conference, one of the gutsy new
pragmatists in Sacramento, moderate Democratic Controller Steve Westly, stood
up and strongly backed the governor. Democratic Mayors Jerry Brown of Oakland
and James Hahn of Los Angeles offered big kudos. As mayors, Hahn and Brown are
pragmatists, not partisans. If mayors play endless political games rather than
fix things, they quickly get the blame.

Hahn, who seemed truly moved to be receiving funds from
Schwarzenegger after the Legislature refused to act and left for the holidays,
broke into a standing ovation. And Brown chortled, “The governor … exercised
executive power to the max.”

The question now is whether clear-thinking pragmatists can
build their modest core into a force that can work with Schwarzenegger to get
the really big things done. That’s a tall order in Sacramento, a place that
thrives on gridlock, ideologues and the multilevel chess game. Â


Jill Stewart is a syndicated
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Lights Were Last to Go

My family never went to church but celebrated Christian
holidays by putting up a Christmas tree in December and hunting for Easter eggs in the spring. I had lots of fun as a child
and counted myself lucky that I didn’t have to spend long, boring hours at
church like the other kids.

I played in my backyard on hot summer days while the other
kids in the neighborhood went off to vacation Bible school.

My mom was a fallen Catholic and my dad was religiously
unaffiliated. I have a picture of my mom and the five kids lined up in front of
a big pink Lincoln in the mid-1950s on the one Easter Sunday we went to church.
I don’t know why we went that one time, I never asked.

When I grew up I kept on in my unaffiliated way — until I
fell in love with a Jewish man and we got married. We began our intermarried
life together celebrating both holidays.

I hung the colorful Christmas lights on the front of the
house and decorated the tree with ornaments I had since childhood. My new
husband lit the candles on the menorah and placed it in the window.

I soon began to realize there was a big difference in our
approach to our respective holidays. Because my Christian observances were
limited to Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, I never stopped to think of the
meaning behind the rituals. My husband understood the meaning of the candles he
lit each night during Chanukah and why he fried the latkes in hot oil. He knew
the history of his people and understood his traditions.

As my husband lit the Chanukah candles and sang the
blessing, I knew those eight candles meant more to him than my myriad strings
of red, green and white lights. I felt drawn to his religion and wanted to know
more.

After 17 weeks of conversion class, successful examination
by the beit din (Jewish court of law) and submersion in the mikvah, I became a
Jew. I gratefully embraced the faith and traditions of my adopted tribe. I sold
my beloved Christmas dishes to a lovely Christian woman who promised to give
them a good home. The strings of lights were given to Goodwill, along with the
ornaments, except for the one I made out of sawdust and glue in first grade.

The rabbis taught me that becoming a Jew is a process. I
found it to be true; as I celebrated the rituals in my home with my husband,
they became imbued with meaning.

Christmas, however, with its food, songs, trees, lights,
gifts and sentimentality, is hard for a new convert to ignore.

I missed the pine scent from the tree and placed my menorah
in the window with the tiny candles shining brightly, while I looked at the
Santa sleigh coming in for a landing on my neighbor’s roof, with huge
spotlights that lit it up like an airport runway.

Over the years, the smell of latkes sizzling in the oil on a
dark winter night replaced the aroma of evergreen and gingerbread. The red and
green wrapping paper was replaced with blue and silver wrapping paper. The
miracle of the oil burning in the newly dedicated Temple was an image that
brought comfort during the dark season of the year.

I still enjoy Christmas — from afar. I sing along with
Barbra Streisand and Barry Manilow’s Christmas CDs in my car. I still bake some
special cookies that I made with my mother and grandmother. I still struggle to
get my latke’s crisp on the outside and hot and steamy (not raw and greasy) on
the inside.

In December, the two major American religions celebrate a
miracle and symbolize with it with light. I place my menorah in the window and
think about the thousands of Jews who have lit them before me and will continue
to light them after I am gone. I smile as I look at the big Christmas displays
and heartily respond, “Merry Christmas” to my Christian friends, knowing in the
deepest part of my soul that I am a Jew. Â


Kathleen Vallee Stein is a freelance writer who lives in Monrovia.

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Painting Through the Pain

When the Nazis forced artist Friedl Dicker-Brandeis into
Terezin, she smuggled in art supplies and taught the concentration camp’s
children to express themselves through art.

“Everyone put us in boxes — the Nazis — and she took us out
of them,” her student, Edna Amit, later said of Dicker-Brandeis, who died in
Auschwitz at age 47.

The Museum of Tolerance is remembering Dicker-Brandies, one
of the founders of art therapy, with a display of her art and that of her
students, as well as a modern-day art therapy project inspired by her
techniques.

A downstairs gallery displays art by children of Terezin,
which depict harsh camp conditions and life before the war. 

Upstairs, 10 life-size puppets — each created by one of 10
students from inner-city Orville Wright Middle School — sit at a mosaiced
table, with decorated cigar boxes archiving the lives of each child. The
school’s 13- to 15-year-olds face modern-day challenges such as pressure to use
drugs and join gangs.

This is the first time that Virginia Marroquin, a
13-year-old Latina, learned about the Holocaust, and it made her see her own
challenging life in a different way: “[The Holocaust] opened my eyes a lot … it
helped me look at life in a better way. It made me realize how much I have,”
she told The Journal.

Art therapist Dr. Debra Linesch created the project with
Regina Miller, the museum’s project director. This past summer they led a
five-day workshop, using Dicker-Brandeis to inspire the inner-city children.

“No matter how bad things are, give voice to it and you are
re-humanizing a dehumanizing experience,” said Linesch, director of the
graduate department of marital and family therapy at Loyola Marymount
University. “That’s what I learned from Friedl.”

The dual exhibit runs through Jan. 15, at the Museum
of  Tolerance, Simon Wiesenthal Plaza, 9786 W. Pico Blvd., Los Angeles. For
information, call (310) 553-8403 or visit Painting Through the Pain Read More »