What Has Trump Done To America?

Trump says he won’t pay his respects to Rep. Lewis at US Capitol (news.yahoo.com)

Prior to the 2016 U.S. election, I felt certain Americans were too politically savvy to vote for a candidate who didn’t attempt to hide his contempt for women, minorities, the media, truth, and pretty much everyone who disagreed with him. Also, he pouted when criticized. When the reality of Donald Trump’s election set in, I was amazed and somewhat disheartened. Our most powerful ally would now be governed by an individual whose primary preoccupation seemed to be money and himself. When party leaders chose to defend him during the impeachment process, I concluded that American politics have become extraordinarily convoluted, with deep rifts.

Now, with another election looming in less than 100 days, and knowing something of Donald Trump via his many tweets and threats, I wanted to reach for a greater understanding of what the Trump phenomenon has to say about U.S. politics and culture. What the American President tweets and does (or does not do), can adversely impact the entire world, even reaching into the interior of British Columbia.

Changing demographics appear to play a significant role in Donald Trump’s success. In 1965 whites made up 84 per cent of America’s population. Surveys of population trends indicate that in 25 to 30 years they will be a minority. Yale professor Amy Chua has some insights I find helpful in understanding Trump’s success in attracting a loyal voter base. In Tribal Politics she says, “Strong evidence suggests white anxiety about being displaced, outnumbered and discriminated against has fueled recent conservative politics in America.” A post 2016 election survey by the Public Religion Institute, reported in the Atlantic, found that 52 per cent of Trump voters feel the country has changed so much they often feel like strangers in their own country.

Other studies tell a similar story. A Wall Street Journal post election analysis found that Donald Trump had especially strong support in areas most unsettled by rapid demographic change through the influx of non-white immigrants.

Over the past four years Trump has repeatedly ranted against Mexicans and Muslims, as well as other non-white immigrant groups. He understands intuitively that many Americans feel threatened and has cleverly and unabashedly seized on this angst. Political scientist Michael Tesler suggests that as a candidate, and subsequently, Trump has encouraged the perception that whites are treated unfairly relative to minorities. By repeatedly claiming the media are propagating “fake news,” the President has successfully distorted reality in the minds of many Americans, thereby motivating his voter base to see the world in a way that enhances his election prospects.

Certainly there are disquieting underlying causes for the discontent being expressed by Americans of all races. “The key to understanding extremism in America and elsewhere,” Professor Chua says, “is not in poverty, but in group inequality. It has driven a wedge between whites with an abundance of opportunities and those who have little prospect of advancement.” She also cites race as a major underlying cause of friction in the U.S.

Donald Trump may have learned a few lessons by observing terrorist groups like ISIS and Al Qaeda. Professor Chua says, “Most successful extremist groups offer their members precisely what existing societal institutions do not, a tribe, a sense of belonging and purpose. ”

The President has conveyed his personal sense of paranoia to a considerable segment of white Americans. He has persuaded them they are victims. That those who oppose him are their enemy. He has rallied them to a cause. He came on the scene originally with the bold declaration he would make America great again. But his leadership in combating the Covid 19 pandemic has been inept and lacklustre. By emphasizing law and order rather than a reasoned approach, he is eroding America’s confidence and strength.

Does the Trump phenomenon hold any critical lessons for Canadians? A good beginning might be to resist blaming others when difficult issues confront us. Politicians are desperate to get elected and when mistakes are made, will try to convince us their opponents are the culprits. By asking penetrating questions we are less likely to be deluded when politicians say what they believe we want to hear.

Amy Chua believes approaching each other with compassion, rather than suspicion, is the only way Americans will be able to heal the economic, social and racial rifts dividing the nation. For us it’s important to observe our neighbours next door. We may learn some valuable lessons.

Winds Of Change Are Blowing In Hedley

Larry Bauman taking a much deserved break from his labours.

For many years I felt somewhat flummoxed when asked, “What’s new in Hedley?” Until recently, this was a head scratcher. My stock response has been, “You’re asking what’s new in Hedley? We don’t see much change here. Homes often don’t sell for years, and we almost never see a new one being built.”

Now, with the influx of a new breed of property owners, the winds of change are blowing. People are selling their homes in more pricey locations, especially on the west coast. Arriving in Hedley for a look, they’re delighted with the scenic mountains surrounding the town, clean air and more relaxed pace. Most come with creative ideas and some come with finances to implement them. I’ve at times heard them refer to their new home as “my little corner of Eden.”

Larry Bauman is one of this new breed. He “retired” after selling much of the equipment from his commercial and industrial contracting business in Alberta. Now at age 63 and having experienced a good measure of success, he probably could spend his days on the golf course. That apparently is not in his DNA. After buying a home in Hedley “because it has no stairs”, he also bought the property adjacent to it. The two story house on the second property encroached several feet onto his original parcel. Having stood empty and abandoned for years, it qualified easily as the most shabby, decrepit structure in all of Hedley. Located on a prominent corner lot, most people hoped Larry would bring in a wrecking ball.

What we didn’t know is that Larry has an unrelenting will to get things done, and he had an idea that would startle us. He brought in six long, massive beams at $350. each. When a puzzled neighbour asked about his plans, he said, “I’m going to move the building so it’s on its own lot. Then I’ll restore it. I weighed my options and decided it’s possible.”

It seemed a preposterous notion. Surely the age corrupted structure would crumble if it was disturbed. But Larry has plenty of experience with unusual challenges. “I’ve moved lots of buildings,” he explained matter of factly. Then added, “I once took down a three story concrete block bank building. I had a crane lift a machine onto the roof. When none of my crew wanted to go up and operate it to demolish the building, I did it myself.” It was an explanation, not a boast.

Larry removed the front verandah and a rear addition. Then he dismantled a portion of the back wall and replaced it with new lumber. That week he placed the massive beams under the house using his 3 cylinder, diesel powered bobcat. A couple of days later he shifted one end of the house several feet. I asked how he had managed this. “I applied lots of grease to the beams,” he said. “Without that the house wouldn’t move. I used a 20 ton jack to push it over.” He obviously had learned more than a few tricks in his contracting business. “I don’t want anyone telling me how to do it,” he continued. “I want to figure it out myself. I’m doing this to keep from being bored.”

“A couple of days later he shifted one end of the house several feet.”


Each time I check in, he has made progress. An inside wall is gone. There are new studs in the perimeter walls, a huge mound of wood and concrete debris has been removed from the yard. One day I helped him move half a dozen sheets of heavy plywood. He carried his end like a stevedore. Watching him, I felt like the 97 pound weakling I used to see in Charles Atlas advertisements on the back cover of comics when I was a kid.

My fascination draws me to Larry’s project almost everyday. On my late evening walk around town I take note of progress elsewhere. My neighbour Tap has constructed a gazebo that deserves a place in the centre of town. Terry Leonard has created a show piece from a former motel that had deteriorated into little more than a shell. Also, two new houses are nearing completion. This new breed is inspiring some longer term people to stir. I recently bought three gallons of paint and a brush. Yes, there’s a gentle wind of change blowing through our delightful little community. I now have an answer for “What’s new in Hedley?”

Bikers Are Back on the Highway

Travelling from Hedley to Abbotsford last weekend, Linda and I noticed a heavy flow of bikers heading to the interior. They’re probably releasing a lot of stored up energy due to the Covid-19 restrictions. As is often the case, these boys were taking a break at Manning Park Lodge. They’re not youngsters by any means. This may account for their ability to own expensive machines.

I was intrigued by this 3 wheeled Spyder and asked the owner what the cost is new. His response was, “$35,000.”

They were eager to jump on their bikes and ride off in the sun, but they were good natured and quite willing to pose for a few pictures.

Responding to the Headwinds of Life

A tree responding to headwinds (Pinterest, a quieter storm)

Over a lifetime of celebrating numerous birthdays and drinking too many cups of strong coffee, I’ve become intrigued by the ways humans respond to various types of adversity, especially loss of freedom. Having set foot in more than a few West Coast prisons, and some long term care facilities, I’ve had plenty of opportunities to observe people who have lost the liberty to move as they please. In prison they are often constrained by chain link fences topped by razor sharp berka wire. Within high security prisons there are cells with sturdy locks on steel doors. Even seniors care facilities often have locks on perimeter doors. Seeing television coverage of crowds on the streets of large cities protesting covid related restrictions, I began thinking of the various ways in which I’ve seen people respond when their freedom is eroded.

One individual I liked to observe was incarcerated at Matsqui Institution. A 67 year old, chain-smoking veteran of the provincial and federal prison systems, Albert had invested at least half his years in prison. Addicted to heroin, he had long been a street level trafficker, at a time when our courts were still sending even small scale drug dealers to prison. Albert had never had a vision for more. When I saw him in court wearing a suit and tie, I thought he could have passed for a banker, college professor or even a prison warden.

Albert had long ago made a decision not to fret at being behind that high chain link fence. Rather than become bitter, complain or attempt to escape, he concentrated on building relationships. When I met him he was in charge of the hobby shop at Matsqui. Prison staff at times came for a chat, and within the confines of his assignment, life appeared surprisingly normal. Like the Bird Man of Alcatraz, he had found meaning within what was a harsh reality for most inmates.

At the B.C. Penitentiary I met Jim, a soft spoken burly man in his late twenties. His powerful physique might have given him entrance into the world of professional wrestling, if an inner void had not prompted him to seek solace in alcohol and drugs. He had murdered his girl friend while in a substance induced stupor. In the sombre grey world of concrete and steel bars, he could not find any meaning or purpose to sustain him. At night he was tortured by troubling images. He did reach out to our organization for a citizen sponsor, but the forces of darkness and despair overwhelmed him. When I phoned to arrange a second visit, the prison switchboard operator said, “I’m sorry, but Jim is no more.” He had hung himself in his cell.

At Menno Hospital in Abbotsford, I met Gladys, a former airline hostess. At about age 40, her face still retained vestiges of former beauty. Now confined to a wheelchair by MS, she wasn’t able to adjust to her dismal reality. Angry and bitter, Gladys refused all overtures of friendship. I attempted to engage her in conversation several times, but she just lashed out at the unfairness of life. When she was transferred to another institution, she left without saying good bye to anyone. Life had become something to be endured.

Eighty-three year old Anna was a resident in the same facility. As a young woman she had lived with her husband and two children on a collective farm in Ukraine. After Communist agents took her husband away, she never saw him again.

Anna was endowed with a streak of daring. During WW II she escaped to Germany, then emigrated to Canada. Here she created a good life for her family. Then, at age 82, shortly before I met her, she climbed a cherry tree to enjoy the fruit. A branch broke and she fell. Her aged body never recovered. Now in a wheelchair and totally dependent on others, she spent her days in the dining room, always wonderfully cheerful. One day as I was about to leave, she grasped my hand firmly and spoke a blessing over me in her native German. I wondered if she knew she wouldn’t see me again. A few days later this cheerful elderly saint went to meet the God she trusted.

Headwinds along the path of life are inevitable. We can complain, cringe or buckle. Or we can choose to dig deep for the resolve to persevere.

Motorcycle Accident on Highway 3

Cause of motorcycle accident on Highway 3 unknown.

At about 1pm Friday, July 10, 2020 a biker traveling in the west bound lane of the Hope-Princeon Highway was fortunate to escape with his life. His mangled bike lay in a shallow ditch and he was sitting slumped in the same ditch, about 3 meters from the bike. Although he had been thrown some distance, he was conscious but likely in shock. Several east bound bikers had stopped to give assistance. These were large men, with tattoos along the full length of their arms. Emergency crews had not yet arrived so two bikers were talking to the man and examining has injured leg.

The accident happened about half way between Manning Park Lodge and Sunshine Valley Resort. Two police cruisers, a fire truck and an ambulance had been dispatched from Hope, at least half an hour away traveling at high speed. Traffic was fairly light at the time and the road was dry. Individuals on the scene could only speculate as to the cause.

It’s “Yes” In Keremeos

Sarah Martin, Executive Director of LSCSS

When I was much younger, I worked one year for a flourishing community services society in the Fraser Valley. Since then I’ve observed that quite often these local organizations have to scramble to attract financial resources and volunteers. Knowing this, I was deeply intrigued by what the Lower Similkameen Community Services Society is accomplishing in Keremeos and surrounding communities. “We have wonderful volunteers and staff,” Executive Director Sarah Martin said in a conversation last week. “Also, the people on our board are amazing.” She attributes the organization’s success to the skills, energy, time and compassion of committed people. By working collaboratively, they have developed a vibrant network of services.

Sarah’s enthusiasm about the society’s programs is palpable. Her voice is animated and her hands at times wave in sync as she talks. She still seems a little surprised at her leadership role. “My family moved to the Yukon when I was six months old,” she said. “We did a lot of hunting and fishing. My husband Karl lured me to this area with a promise of warm water and fresh peaches. We moved onto the farm of his mother, Lee McFadyen, where we still live and help. I attended the Okanagan College, mostly by the Distance Education program, with an emphasis on Business Administration.” She probably earned enough credits for a diploma but apparently this wasn’t important to her and she didn’t apply for it. “I knew I had an affinity for numbers,” she said, “but I wasn’t aware of any leadership potential.” She began working for LSCSS in 2008.

After a thumbnail biographical sketch, Sarah turned her attention to the people and programs. She gave full credit to Walter Despot, former Keremeos mayor and current board member. “Walter was one of the individuals who mentored me,” she said. She recalls vividly his observation that, “some people have to plan for longer than their own lifetime.” She also benefited from the counsel and guidance of Eileen Oliver- Bauer.

“We benefit from having many services under one roof,” she said. “In some communities there is competition for resources and volunteers. Here we are all part of the same organization.”

They receive funding from the United Way and OneSky Resources. “There are also small pots that provide funds. About 55 % of our income comes from housing projects. This provides a measure of stability and permits us to pay our office staff, cooks, care aides and others. Our budget is over 2 million.”

“Our services address needs from cradle to grave,” Sarah said. “Mother Goose and Friends is an early literacy program. It features stories, games, music, fun and community field trips for young children. PEACE provides short term education, information and supportive counselling on an individual and group basis to children and youth who have witnessed or experience violence. The program also supports youth up to age 19 in developing healthy relationships and independent living skills.”

An impressive number of services enable seniors and persons with disabilities to stay in their homes. The Volunteer Drivers program transports people to medical appointments, grocery shopping and other activities needed for health and well-being. Meals on Wheels provides hot lunches three times a week. Better at Home, a provincial program, allows seniors to remain in their homes by assisting them in day to day tasks. Recently they have added housekeeping and light yard work.

Tumbleweed Terrace in Keremeos

Some years ago there was an awareness of a growing migration to this area from the coast. Seniors, individuals with disabilities, and others with limited income needed affordable housing. In 2008 they applied to have Tumbleweed Terrace constructed. “People are happy at Tumbleweed,” Sarah said. “One woman told me when she moved in it was the first time she could afford new linens for her bed.” She smiled, then added, “Tumbleweed Terrace and Mountain View Manor give people a sense of safety and security. They no longer need to impose on their children and grandchildren for a place to live. We have a long waiting list and currently we’re building 24 new units.”

Sarah understands that often when people apply to a government office for assistance, the answer is “no.” “Because of the wide range of services and committed staff, people who come to us are likely to hear “yes.” We’ll find help or support for them. A provincial official told us our program is amazing and should be replicated throughout the province.”