Here’s the recipe for locking up public lands
A recipe for locking up public lands to motorized use.
Ingredients – 1 regional forester, 3 forest supervisors, environmental groups and state agencies (ODFW preferred), Seasonings — flouting rules and ignoring the public.
• You take one forest supervisor that is within retirement age and willing to sell out entire communities to get his high 3 for retirement, add in two others that will blend smoothly with a regional forester picked ripe from the vine to force motorized use restrictions on the public. Blend in a yearly bonus of somewhere around $5,000 to turn a deaf ear to local residents’ calls for keeping their mountains open.
• In a separate bowl collect a ratio of “interested groups” 4 to 1, anti-motorized use to pro-motorized use to cover the supervisors and regional forester.
• Spread the “interest group” topping over the blended forest supervisor/regional forester mix and cover heavily as to disguise any sense of pre-conceived agenda.
• Apply a generous seasoning of flouting rules on how public engagement should occur, smothered with a heavy application of ignoring the public on their concerns.
Place in a “consensus” oven set at, till hell freezes over, and wait to see when the forest supervisors and regional foresters actually act upon locals concerns.
Meal will be done when the supervisors and regional forester are soft to the touch, poking with an email or phone call to test tenderness, and are ready act upon local residents concerns.
Until they reach that point you should place the meal back into the oven and increase the heat till such time as the forest supervisors and regional forester act accordingly or are done, whichever comes first.
John D. George
Thank you, police officers, for protecting us
Isn’t it wonderful, a pure delight, to live in Baker City — the safest city in Oregon, according to the Baker City Herald article.
We can and should thank our Baker City Police Department, Baker County Sheriff Department and the Oregon State Police for this environmental luxury enjoyed by very few communities in the U.S.
These dedicated individuals often work evenings missing the school functions of their children, family functions and holidays.
I don’t know of a teacher, mechanic, lawyer, hairdresser, doctor, clerk or builder that is exposed daily to the potential danger at their jobs that a policeman experiences.
They do not respond in kind to verbal abuse they sometimes receive nor do they choose this profession to get rich. They are many of the finest our community has to offer.
The detrimental actions by some towards police across the nation is heartbreaking and very disturbing. I shudder to think of a scenario where there are not dedicated law enforcement personnel to call in times of needing help.
Baker City is the safest in Oregon. It did not happen by accident. Thank you Baker City Police, Baker County Sheriff and Oregon State Police.
Susan Earl Castles
Jane Earl Barrett
Daughters of a state policeman
America must deal with income inequality
Your terrific guest editorial on income inequality (Jan. 5) urges We the People to wake up, join together, and reverse the massive redistribution of wealth that is now starving the middle class. National, unified action is needed to install wage guarantees like an expanded Earned Income Tax Credit (EITC), paid for by increased taxation of the wealthy. And we must take the lead. The editorial points out that most politicians avoid this issue for fear of offending their big campaign donors.
But those fears are actually groundless. The wealthy need not sacrifice. We all do well, when we all do well. Creating more and healthier customers expands the economic pie, meaning there’s more for everyone.
Think of the prosperity of the 1950’s and 1960’s, when income taxes on the very wealthy were much higher — an effective overall rate of around 50 percent, compared to today’s rock-bottom 15 percent. So much was accomplished under Republican President Dwight Eisenhower, from free tuition at the best public universities to construction of the interstate highway system.
Today’s economic conditions are certainly different, but they still offer great promise. Computers, robotic automation, and off-shoring will continue to absorb good-paying jobs. But, remarkably, they also offer a much richer and less tedious life to us, if we create a system of job sharing supported by a greatly expanded EITC.
Yes, we’re talking about a major change in the political rules, but, as the editorial warns, if we don’t act, things will continue to get worse. Joblessness and the struggle to make ends meet on stagnant or declining wages will increase, while the rich get richer, and “the pitchforks will eventually come out.”
It’s time to wake up to this new, unsustainable reality and work together for a simple change in rules to benefit everyone. We can start by watching the movie “Inequality for All” (on Netflix or library DVD) and studying the InequalityForAll.com and Inequality.org web sites. Then, we can begin the conversation around our kitchen tables and in our community, expanding it into a national drumbeat demanding that the politicians bring about prosperity and justice for all.
‘Needle little help’ for Earth’s climate
My son in LA sent me a link (http://chipperbound.tumblr.com/) to a former co-worker’s series of postcards built around used Christmas trees waiting at the curb for the garbageman. Beside the trees are cardboard signs with messages like, “Lost my job. Need help.” And my favorite “Needle little help.”
Given the global warming crisis threatening mankind’s existence, maybe it’s time to quit cutting down all those trees. On the other hand, they’d probably be replaced by artificial trees made of plastic, which comes from, guess where, oil and coal.
Oil and coal need to stay in the ground not spewed in our atmosphere as if it were a garbage dump. That’s the message of the world’s scientists and Naomi Klein’s new book, “This Changes Everything: Capitalism vs. the Climate Change.”
If your readers don’t read the book, I suggest this New York Times book review by Rob Nixon: (http://www.nytimes.com/2014/11/09/books/review/naomi-klein-this-changes-everything-review.html?_r=0). His summarizing final sentence: “The result (of Klein’s book) is the most momentous and contentious environmental book since (Rachel Carson’s 1962 exposé about DDT) ‘Silent Spring.’ ”
A football fan caught in radio limbo
Being an avid NFL (National Football League) fan. . . addict, I found myself in a nightmarish limbo upon moving to Baker City. First off I was denied the Dish Network due to the historic nature of my new home, a dish on the outside of the Baker tower was out of the question. We settled on cable, the only cable provider in the area?
My wife and I had finally moved into the 21st century, discarding our 1985 (200-pound) television and purchasing a brand new, 48-inch, state-of-the-art, HD (high definition) flat screen — all the bells and whistles — for our new world, therefore it should come as no surprise that we were semi-shocked when the “cable guy” informed us that HD was not available via cable in this area?
Well, OK — certainly not the end of the world — until... I discovered that the NFL network was not included in my, rather spendy, package –Yikes!
I did what any rabid football fan would do, I searched the radio waves for my Thursday night NFL football fix.. and.. Yes! I found it.. “There is a football god”.. or so I thought.
On Saturday, Dec. 20 there was a special Saturday edition of Thursday night football. I flipped on the radio and listened intently, as any true NFL fanatic would.
It proved to be a very entertaining matchup, the Philadelphia Eagles (fighting for their playoff lives) against the Washington Redskins (nothing to play for but pride). It was back and forth the whole game, heading towards an exciting finish, anybody’s game.
So there I was, leaning in, listening intently to the announcers “Sanchez back to throw, scrambling” when my radio suddenly went dead.. and then.. “We welcome you to this week’s broadcast of La Grande High School girls basketball”?? And just like that — my National Football League game was gone!! , instantly replaced by La Grande girls basketball?
It was at this exact moment that I finally figured out, “Michael, you’re not in Portland any more.”
America must return to economic fairness
Our Constitution says that a central purpose and function of our government is to “promote the general Welfare.” To me, that means setting rules that enable everyone to benefit from the fruits of economic activity — to use the common wealth for the common good. By that measure, our government is currently failing us, and that means we need to change the rules of the game.
Our great country has, over the past 35 years, become a well-oiled machine, bestowing great wealth on a very few while relegating the rest of us to increasing economic distress and poverty. This massive redistribution of wealth followed a period of rising wages and widespread prosperity after WWII, with a promise of even further upward mobility, characterized by free college tuition and other major investments in our infrastructure.
That promising American Dream has vanished. Our economic structure has shifted fundamentally, with the introduction of computer automation, off-shoring, and union-busting. Good-paying jobs were and are being lost and wages stagnating, as we compete for the jobs that are left, while the wealthy rake in the profits. (This is well-documented by the movie “Inequality for All,” featuring former Secretary of Labor Robert Reich, available on DVD at the Baker County Library and streaming on Netflix.)
Meanwhile, we’ve been stymied by anti-government sentiment, personified by Ronald Reagan and a discredited “supply-side,” trickle-down theory that led to tax cut after tax cut, cascading budget deficits, and deregulation of the reckless big banks.
We’ve let this happen. We’ve let the top one percent keep all the benefits of improved productivity, and we’ve let Big Money intimidate almost all national politicians into a virtual conspiracy of silence about raising taxes on the wealthy and boosting family incomes.
We must throw off our lethargy and our cynicism, lay aside the anti-government drumbeat that divides us, and we must change the rules. We must cooperate in reversing the massive redistribution of wealth. We must join together to demand the fairness and equity upon which our country was founded.
School board member trying to defends a bad decision
The letters in the paper reveal a lot about the people that write them. McKim’s starts with a disclaimer that this is his opinion and not that of the school board. He is 20 percent of the board. In his world of “what is” the fact is, a very small percentage (way less than 1 percent) attend most public meetings. No one was at the meeting when naming the gym was voted on. If it had been advertised maybe four or five people might have shown up to comment. Dielman’s 96 percent “no” by his unscientific survey negative to the gym name says something.
In his second point, it is a fact that most citizens aren’t involved in the workings of the school district. They expect the board to make the decisions, which include the right decisions. Just because something isn’t illegal doesn’t make it right. Rules can be bent; principles cannot.
The school board in the days of consolidation, the building of a new high school, names like Dr. Flora Biswell, Henry Levinger, Tom Hunt, Peggy Satterberg and Dr. James Evans, felt the necessity of putting a person’s name on the gym. This high school represents the starting place for state champions, Super Bowl winners, a national hall of fame high school coach, scholars and civil rights champions. Every class has some outstanding people. To disregard the 100-plus years of history for a decision in 2014 by a small group of “good ’ol boys,” and as a stated, invalidates concerns if you don’t get out of your recliner and attend the board meetings. Sounds like he thinks that the nearly 100 percent of 5J citizens not attending constitutes affirmation of this decision.
The school board is familiar with Mr. Peacock, yet are they familiar with names like Allison, Evans, Leipzig, Hammond, Doherty and their contributions to the use of the gym and the history associated with their efforts?
Your advice was to not make assumptions, gather information and don’t be poorly prepared to make your point. You are trying to defend a bad call. What’s the purpose, and who benefits from a name change?
Baker High School Class of 1954
Enhanced interrogation? It really works
Years ago, as a young pilot who might be shot down over enemy territory, I was required to attend the Survival and Escape and Evasion school at Stead AFB in Nevada. The 72 hours of enhanced interrogation techniques I underwent, although simulated, made me a believer in the efficacy of the process. It works.
Perhaps Senator Feinstein should have the privilege of attending that school, now at Fairchild AFB in Washington. Or, better yet, we could just waterboard her.
May the United States of America have a merry Christmas. And may 2015 be a prosperous year in which intelligence is a concept practiced in our nation’s Capitol.
Enjoying our local treasure: the river
For those citizens of Baker City who don’t already know, I want to draw your attention to one of your greatest treasures – the river.
My wife and I moved here about mid September. It wasn’t long til I had my line in the water most every day. It was like winning the lottery. A beautiful river full of magnificent rainbow trout, not two blocks from my front door! Did I mention the paved pathway, stretching alongside for two miles? It is truly a retiree’s dream.
After seeing me fishing, on a daily basis, quite a few curious locals mustered up the courage to admit “I thought the river was closed for fishing?” I would be more than happy to keep the Baker stretch of the Powder all to myself but being that Christmas is around the corner I feel it is my duty to share.
Your river is open year round (although I admit that it is pretty much closed when completely froze stiff). You may use bait and keep ’em April 26 to Oct. 31 (I kept a couple hook-swallowing beauties for breakfast); the rest of the year is catch and release using artificial flies and lures (no bait).
Since it is flowing smoothly, for the moment, I have decided that my Christmas present to this treasure (yours and mine) will be to forego my daily fishing tomorrow and instead take a big garbage bag and pick up the incredible amount of trash (mysteriously escaping the many, well-placed receptacles) that lines the bank of this incredible resource. I only wish my arms were long enough to reach to the other side.
Government epitomizes the word ‘bloat’
My Webster’s dictionary defines “bloat” as “to make turgid or swollen; to fill to capacity or overflowing.” It seems that one of the best examples of bloat then is government at all levels in these United States of America.
According to the Bob Livinston letter of October 2014 the American welfare state now costs $1 trillion a year which exceeds the entire budgets of almost every other country in the world. Our welfare empire includes 200 or more federal and state programs. They include 23 low-income health programs, 27 low-income housing programs, 30 employment and training programs, 34 social service programs, 13 food and nutrition programs and 24 programs for low-income child care.
U.S. Department of Agriculture information shows that there has been a doubling, from 10 percent to 20 percent, of American households on food stamps in the last 10 years. Now nearly 47 million individuals get food stamps. And the number rose at the rate of over 722,000 per month form 2012 to 2013.
The Eagle Forum of September 2014 indicates that taxpayer money is spent on 78 types of handouts to solve social problems which amounts to $19,000 to each American defined as poor, through 12 food programs, 12 social services, 12 educational assistance, 11 housing assistance programs, 9 vocational training, three energy and utility assistance, and three child care programs. These data do not include costs of the several agencies that administer these programs.
Washington, D.C., is said to be the city least affected by our sagging economy. It is full of mansions and boasts of the highest average income of any city in these United States. Where does all this wealth come from? From our pockets! The city exists on the income of politicians and lobbyists, neither of which produce anything! The city literally sucks the blood (wealth) out of this country and has near complete control of the rate and extent of that process.
The above is but a very small example of government’s reckless, largely unconstitutional, consumption of our limited resources. Isn’t it time we insist that our elected officials behave as statesmen rather than mere politicians?
Baker needs another grocer, a new traffic signal
For years I have hoped for these two improvements to be made in Baker City for the good of the people:
1. A first class grocery store is badly needed on the west side of town.
2. A traffic signal is needed at 10th and D streets since D has become a major, cross-town thoroughfare. It is frequently difficult to cross 10th street on D, and it can be a long wait to turn onto 10th from D street.
City officials, listen up!
Mr. Peacock exemplifies Bulldog pride
While the word peacock may not appear to coincide with a bulldog image at first glance, as a Baker High graduate, I know the two go hand in hand. Jerry Peacock, a Baker High administrator, not only worked as principal when I went to high school, but also as the vice principal when my parents went to high school. Mr. Peacock took the time to learn every name of every student, often times before they were even in high school. He also worked countless hours encouraging students to succeed. I cannot think of a more appropriate way to express the gratitude for his sincerity and dedication to Baker High School than to name the court after him.
I offer my condolences to those individuals who do not know Mr. Peacock because they are missing out on knowing an incredible person and educator! I would also encourage those individuals to become more involved in events at Baker High School to see the lasting impact he has had on the student body.
I recently read of the concern of embarrassing commentaries from visiting teams addressed in a previous letter to the editor. I would be surprised if that is the case, but if it is, perhaps those sneering teams should chat with a Baker High athlete about class, a trait Mr. Peacock stressed to instill in his students. If there is anyone who knows about class and bulldog pride, it’s Mr. Peacock.
Thanks Mr. Peacock!
Just seven people decided to name BHS court
A BHS student recently wrote a letter to the editor in support of naming “the new high school court” in honor of former BHS Principal Jerry Peacock, whom she greatly admires.
The student admits, though, “I don’t know the rights or processes of the (5J) board, but to me the decision seems right.”
As best I’ve been able to piece it together, here’s the process the student admittedly does not know about.
Last spring Vice Principal Ben Merrill and Athletic Director Brad Dunton, at the time both employees of Principal Jerry Peacock, suggested to the five members of the School District 5J Board of Directors, that the gym be named for BHS Principal Jerry Peacock. The school board members, outside of any public meeting, decided that was a wonderful idea.
Without attempting to get any other opinions, a motion to that effect was placed on the agenda of the May 20, 2014, school board meeting, where it was passed unanimously without any discussion of the motion’s merits.
So, just seven people were involved in changing a sixty-three-year-old tradition of calling the facility “BHS Gymnasium” and “Bulldog Gymnasium.”
Here are some of the persons not consulted by the 5J Board members: BHS teachers; BHS coaches; BHS students; Baker School District 5J taxpayers; Baker School District 5J voters; and the approximately 7,000 of us who attended BHS over the past 63 years since the gym was constructed.
The School Board members tell me I’m the only one complaining. Yet 56 out of 58 persons who’ve contacted me by email, phone, and in person say they are opposed to renaming the gym. Some say that, if asked, they would have nominated someone else for the honor. But the majority do not want the gym and court renamed at all.
The following input reflects my own thoughts and do not reflect the opinion of the 5J School Board.
By the way, I tend to write in an “unvarnished” manner when in a mood. Enjoy.
We, as a board, decided to honor someone, and named the large gym in the high school “Peacock Court.” If that upsets you, I expect to see you at the next school board meeting to make public comment. We welcome community involvement. If that makes you giggle, and you are over age 15, you will someday mature.
Regarding the Dec. 3 letter to the editor:
I don’t understand how the board’s decision became “pompous.” I don’t think that word means what some think it means. Were you even there? After all, no one who has recently written about the decision was there to my knowledge. We made a decision. That is what we are elected to do. It was just a decision, no pomposity involved.
1. It was written that the board “...completely ignore what would seem proper protocol.” I suppose it might “seem” so to some, but we followed proper protocol, and I don’t live in a world of what “seems,” I live in the world of what “is.” This comment is therefore invalid. If the only complaint is “style points” with how we went about it, fine, I will live with my actions. This “scab picking” is old. The displeasure is duly noted. Got it. I made my decision. I am moving on to the next issue. Please feel free to discuss this with me prior to the next board meeting. I will show up an hour early for convenience.
2. The people who have been asked if they knew who Mr. Peacock was must not have been the least involved in the workings of the school district for the last three decades (1984-2014). Otherwise they would know of Mr. Peacock’s vast contributions. An average of 100 students per year group, plus at least one relative, times 30 years equals well over 6,000 people who know who Jerry Peacock is.
Why should anyone think these people would suddenly, out of thin air, care one bit about the naming of a gym? Likewise, the obviously scientific poll of “People Gary Dielman Knows” gave similar results. I think he reported the results here some weeks back, but I was not up to reading another screed.
3. Again, I read of the tiresome issue of Mr. Peacock’s last name. Did any of us pick our last name? I doubt Jerry Peacock did. But I bet he is proud of it, and should be. If someone wants to make that an issue, it says more about them than our Bulldogs, and they need to look in the mirror, and grow up. If visiting teams make comments, again it says more about them than our students.
Does anyone really think our students are that weak of character? Our kids are made of stouter stuff than you give them credit for. They are creative enough to come up with a retort that will shame opponents who dare to belittle their gym. Would all this be an issue if Jerry Peacock’s name was Brock Sampson? Or Thor Armstrong? His name is an irrelevant side issue that I consider childish. If I hear about it as an issue again I am going to puke.
4. The decision was not behind closed doors. Gather facts before accusing. This is not Ferguson, Missouri, where feelings override facts. I guess this answers my earlier “Were you even there?” question. The Dec. 3 letter author wasn’t. Otherwise, they would not make obviously wrong claims. They didn’t know one way or the other, so they guessed. Nice research, champ.
5. The only public outcry I have seen or heard has been generated by Mr. Dielman’s letter, which also made an issue of Mr. Peacock’s last name. I was taught that when one side starts getting personal, they have run out of facts, and the other side has won the argument. If we are all going to be consistent, I should expect a hue and cry from the crowd, pouting about an entire exterior wall of the high school that has been painted to honor a teacher.
6. Since it seems to be in fashion, I’ll make fun of my own name: Why hasn’t one swinging Richard gotten off their recliner on one Tuesday evening to make one public comment at one school board meeting since we made this decision several months ago? All I can conclude is that no one cares; a few are just barely pouty or sulky enough to write the editor.
I am curious about the stir that the naming of the Helen M. Stack building caused back in the 1920s. My word, an entire building? (.....oh, wait, now I got it: people had real issues to worry about back then, and thicker skins) I’m sure someone will have the time on their hands to pore through the archives at the library and set me straight.
In summary, don’t make assumptions. Gather information before making accusations, or else you look stup… how do I put this delicately.....“poorly prepared” to make your point.
We all have a generation of kids to prepare for a hard world out there. I suggest we hold hands, and focus on preparing them. We will all be dead for a very long time. Our kids are what we will have to show for ourselves. Not a gym name....
Rich McKim is a member of the Baker School Board.
Thank you, Mr. Peacock:
On Nov. 25 I was walking to the main office in Baker High School, passing through the Commons. I saw Mr. Peacock talking to some of my fellow classmates. As I approached, I realized that everyone that passed by addressed Mr. Peacock. Kids I had never seen before; we were all from different friend grounds and backgrounds. But one thing, one person, united us all. That man was Mr. Peacock. We all knew him and he new all of us — every last one.
Let me give one of my personal stories about Mr. Peacock. I didn’t attend public school until my junior year. One time during my junior high years I had come to the high school for one of my brother’s sports fundraisers. Mr. Peacock saw me. I knew of him but didn’t know him personally. He saw me and said, “Hi, Little Payton.” I was known. No one in the entire school knew me or bothered to ask me who I was. But one person cared. Mr. Peacock somehow knew me when I was unknown. I am now a senior and his caring personality is still ingrained in my mind with admiration.
And I am not the only one he knew. Last year I would see him standing in the halls between classes saying “hi” to students and addressing them by their names. He knew them. And he still does; he still cares.
Some may say that it was a mistake to name the new school court after Mr. Peacock. I personally strongly disagree. There is no person more worthy than Mr. Peacock to be the namesake for the new court. He united our school for years, knowing every student. He has impacted students and the entire school with his leadership. Baker High School is blessed to have a former principal as amazing and inspiring as Mr. Peacock to dedicate the court to.
I read a letter to the editor criticizing the school board for not involving the community in the decision to name the hew high school court. I don’t know the rights or processes of the board, but to me the outcome of their decision seems right. To say I’m not biased would be a lie. But it’s hard not to be when I have experienced Mr. Peacock’s impact in our school.
A quote from the letter states that, “Actually, it seems a little weird. It (the name Peacock) doesn’t fit well, in my opinion, with the bulldog image. Having that name painted on the floor is strange.” Sure, it seems weird to put the name “Peacock” on a school with the bulldog as their mascot. But to say that it does not fit well with the bulldog image is a false statement. Mr. Peacock has invested immensely into the high school and has impacted many individuals in his 22 years as principal. If I could pick one individual to represent our school’s image, it would be Mr. Peacock.
The name was not chosen as an alternative mascot, it was chosen to honor one man, alongside the symbol of Baker High School, to show how much he has meant to our school.
“Naming a gym for a guy who will soon be forgotten is silly.”
I agree, naming a gym after a guy who will soon be forgotten is silly. But that’s the thing — Mr. Peacock will not soon be forgotten. He has left a permanent mark on me and many other individuals in our school and community. I guess those who have not met Mr. Peacock do not understand this, but those of us who will be using the court — current Baker High School students and future students — know and will hear about the great principal who led this school with nobility and love. We will all understand why the court was named after such a great man.
We love you, Mr. Peacock. Thanks for everything you have done for us.