Friday, February 29, 2008

Spring-ish

I like writing blogs. I like reading blogs, which is why I think some other people should start writing them *ahem*

Last night was the Tulip event that my work hosted. It was pretty fun because I got to interview a bunch of fifth graders. I'm not sure what they are learning right now in school, but if I had to guess I'd say either a section on MLK Jr. or George Washington because, barring a few creative kids, almost every kid answered the question "If you could meet anyone, who would you meet and why?" with one of those two people. Although one girl said she'd like to meet the Jonas Brothers because "she likes the middle one." My favorite answer by far was from one little boy. (It is important to note here that the kids already know that winners get to go to Olympia to meet Governor Gregoire) He said he would like to meet the governor "because he seems like a great guy who is doing a lot of really great things." Good answer to win, if only he know that the governor is a she...

Kids are cute and after that night and the many comment-retellings I've gotten to hear from my teacher friends, I think maybe pre-teens aren't as annoying as I used to think.

Plus I got to keep some very pretty tulips from the event, which are my favorite flowers:



I am very excited for Mt. Baker Baseball games to start. I'm not sure exactly why I enjoy them so much. Obviously it is fun to see the boy out there coaching and doing really well at something he loves, he is pretty freaking adorable out on the field. Actually he doesn't really like feminine adjectives being applied to him, so I'll say he is a strong and impressive MANLY coach ;). But aside from that, there is also just something about going to the game. I think maybe I like getting the chance to go and focus on something else for a while. I sit on the wooden bleachers and cheer and squint at the scoreboard. I love listening to the little boy who announces the game. It is just a really relaxing and fun way to spend the afternoon. It makes me feel really carefree. Last spring it was one of my favorite things to do; grab a coffee head out along Mt. Baker Highway and spend an hour watching these 10th graders play ball.

First game is March 11, so if anyone wants to play hooky with me for the afternoon you are welcome to come along.

One last thing:
Check out this interesting marketing tactic by our presidential candidate Clinton:
http://thecaucus.blogs.nytimes.com/
2008/02/29/clintons-national-security-ad/index.html?hp

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Me!

Hey, it's me, the administrative assistant! What can I do for you today? Would you like me to copy those three pages for you... s'cuse me I need to get to the copier right behind you.

Whew. Now that's done. What now? Filing! You mean you trust me to file those two papers atop the file cabinet?! Sure, I think I can manage, it's pretty tough because they are all filed behind weird letters, but that's what I went to college for!

Now you want me to type something? Great! You are right, I am a fast typer, and I love the challenge of deciphering your scribbled handwriting, I love it! Guess all those journalism classes really paid off. God I'm a fast typer.

Holy shit! It's already 9:00, I only have seven and a half hours of my day left! There is so much to get done. I haven't even gotten in my hour of early morning staring-into-space done. Wait, I have to get in the zone! See that vacant look in my eyes like my brain is actually dying?! That's hard to pull off, it takes weeks of practice! I think I can actually feel my muscles atrophy!!!

Okay, that's over. Now what? Oh yeah, I haven't caught up on every mundane detail of every college acquaintance's life!! Facebook!! Facebook!! Stat!

Now that I know that that one guy I had a group project with freshman year is doing okay over in Arkansas, I guess I can go on with my day. Close call. Whew! This job is STRESSFUL!

Oh my boss is back. How can I help you?! You want me to research Christmas decorations for next year! Good idea, you can't get started too early on Christmas, my God, its already been two months since last Christmas! I will get started on that right now, but I am feeling pretty overworked...

Now, I insist you let me map every phone tree in the whole company, it will take hours of listening to an automated phone system, I freaking LOVE that! Oh, they can't use that information after all? You should have asked corporate if they needed if first? Darn. Oh well, at least I got some great work experience out of that. Not everyone can navigate those phone systems, what about all those geriatrics out there!

Geez, 2:30, this day is flying by!! Time for my afternoon vacant-stare time! And holy crap! I almost forgot to read the blog of every person I know for the second time today!! This job is turning me into a bad friend, but I'll do anything for the company!

Oh good, a memo for me to write and distribute! Thank God because the store managers have only seen me four times this week with those other memos, they are feeling neglected I know it! I don't even mind that it's raining, have you seen these cute open toed flats I've got on? Perfect for a rainy day! Plus, they are looking too shiny anyway. Man, I hate that. Thanks for the chance to break them in!

Hey, sorry that took so long! I had to stop and make sure every merchant on property knew that there are NO NEW CHANGES to announce. They freaking love that!

Hurrah it's five! It's been a long day! Oh, you have something urgent for me to do before I head home? Love to!

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Good God I LOVE this song

I should be doing Grad Apps right now.

Sunday night. I am sitting at the Woods filling out grad apps and contemplating the future - always interesting/frightening/exciting. My boss still doesn't know I will only be around for another 6 months at most. Grad school or no, the present job will end for me by August, unless I find a great job in B'ham, then it might end sooner. He is a nice boss. He told me in my review he recommended me for a $1/hour raise. I told him I was bored, constantly bored. He said he knows and understands. This makes me like him more and want to stick it out rather than leave. That and the fact that he is letting me take a week off in April to go to Hawaii...

Tomorrow is the start of another work week, but hopefully a more eventful one. In the morning I have the Young Professionals group, Wednesday I'm leading a cross promotional training group for the merchants, and Thursday am helping to MC an event. If at no other point my job gets exciting, at least this week will be getting there!

I think it will be weird to finally know where I will be going to grad school. I am just working on my Seattle U application now. I think the only thing that really bugs me that a pretty big part of my decision making process is the boy. If he doesn't go to WWU this year, or if I don't get in to WWU, I am certain we will end up being in different towns for the next two years at least. Call me selfish but I enjoy being in the same town as the person I am dating, I wonder what it would be like to only see him every other weekend instead of every other day. Strange thought. At the same time, neither of us is thinking anything more serious than dating at this point. Our lives are definitely still independent and it is good to enjoy that and take advantage of every opportunity. I know that the boy feels like it is important to go our own ways (even if that means long separation), to be honest I'm not really sure what he sees in the future for us, but he is right in that you can't give up on your own goals in life.

Honestly, introspective ramblings right now may be heavily influenced by the melancholy music playing at the Woods. I guess I always go through this thought process at least once with every grad app day. Anyone who regularly reads this knows that the future is something I have a hard time with.

I had a conversation with the boy's friend about the future and he and I were on the same page: it doesn't seem like we are adults yet. It doesn't seem real that I am responsible for myself, my bills, my choices. I still make a lot of my decisions based on what will make me happy now (going to Hawaii, for example) rather than what would be best in the long run (saving money perhaps). We all have to grow up sometime, but my subconscious is fighting it with everything I've got.

Friday, February 22, 2008

I love the New York Times and I love learning about different healthcare systems in the world. In my comm classes in school I often wrote research papers about world healthcare systems and the various types: single payer (governmentally funded, universal), multi-payer (hybrid of government funding and private insurance groups) and purely privatized (our current system, with some government subsidies).

A lot of people think that universal healthcare systems, like the one featured in this article and Canada, are the answer. Truthfully, single payer systems like these fall short as often as ours does. Reasons: lack of competition in the market means poor service and longer wait times for patients, equipment that is not up to par (more than 50 percent of mammogram machines in Canada are not up to the American Cancer Society standards we have in the US) this leads to missed problems and mis-diagnosis which leads to longer treatment times. As you will see in the article, completely universal systems may also limit the care they provide because they are footing the bill.

I don't have an answer to this problem, but I am more in favor of multi-payer hybrid systems. They keep competition in the market place. It is clear the current U.S. system (privatized) doesn't work either, we have more than 40 million Americans without health coverage. The costs for these people in a catastrophe would be astronomical.

Anyway, this is an interesting article, especially for people who don't know a lot about universal healthcare... an important issue in upcoming elections. Check it out:

February 21, 2008
Paying Patients Test British Health Care System
By SARAH LYALL

LONDON — Created 60 years ago as a cornerstone of the British welfare state, the National Health Service is devoted to the principle of free medical care for everyone. But recently it has been wrestling with a problem its founders never anticipated: how to handle patients with complex illnesses who want to pay for parts of their treatment while receiving the rest free from the health service.

Although the government is reluctant to discuss the issue, hopscotching back and forth between private and public care has long been standard here for those who can afford it. But a few recent cases have exposed fundamental contradictions between policy and practice in the system, and tested its founding philosophy to its very limits.

One such case was Debbie Hirst’s. Her breast cancer had metastasized, and the health service would not provide her with Avastin, a drug that is widely used in the United States and Europe to keep such cancers at bay. So, with her oncologist’s support, she decided last year to try to pay the $120,000 cost herself, while continuing with the rest of her publicly financed treatment.

By December, she had raised $20,000 and was preparing to sell her house to raise more. But then the government, which had tacitly allowed such arrangements before, put its foot down. Mrs. Hirst heard the news from her doctor.

“He looked at me and said: ‘I’m so sorry, Debbie. I’ve had my wrists slapped from the people upstairs, and I can no longer offer you that service,’ ” Mrs. Hirst said in an interview.

“I said, ‘Where does that leave me?’ He said, ‘If you pay for Avastin, you’ll have to pay for everything’ ” — in other words, for all her cancer treatment, far more than she could afford.

Officials said that allowing Mrs. Hirst and others like her to pay for extra drugs to supplement government care would violate the philosophy of the health service by giving richer patients an unfair advantage over poorer ones.

Patients “cannot, in one episode of treatment, be treated on the N.H.S. and then allowed, as part of the same episode and the same treatment, to pay money for more drugs,” the health secretary, Alan Johnson, told Parliament.

“That way lies the end of the founding principles of the N.H.S.,” Mr. Johnson said.

But Mrs. Hirst, 57, whose cancer was diagnosed in 1999, went to the news media, and so did other patients in similar situations. And it became clear that theirs were not isolated cases.

In fact, patients, doctors and officials across the health care system widely acknowledge that patients suffering from every imaginable complaint regularly pay for some parts of their treatment while receiving the rest free.

“Of course it’s going on in the N.H.S. all the time, but a lot of it is hidden — it’s not explicit,” said Dr. Paul Charlson, a general practitioner in Yorkshire and a member of Doctors for Reform, a group that is highly critical of the health service. Last year, he was a co-author of a paper laying out examples of how patients with the initiative and the money dip in and out of the system, in effect buying upgrades to their basic free medical care.

“People swap from public to private sector all the time, and they’re topping up for virtually everything,” Dr. Charlson said in an interview. For instance, he said, a patient put on a five-month waiting list to see an orthopedic surgeon may pay $250 for a private consultation, and then switch back to the health service for the actual operation from the same doctor.

“Or they’ll buy an M.R.I. scan because the wait is so long, and then take the results back to the N.H.S.,” Dr. Charlson said.

In his paper, he also wrote about a 46-year-old woman with breast cancer who paid $250 for a second opinion when the health service refused to provide her with one; an elderly man who spent thousands of dollars on a new hearing aid instead of enduring a yearlong wait on the health service; and a 29-year-old woman who, with her doctor’s blessing, bought a three-month supply of Tarceva, a drug to treat pancreatic cancer, for more than $6,000 on the Internet because she could not get it through the N.H.S.

Asked why these were different from cases like Mrs. Hirst’s, a spokeswoman for the health service said no officials were available to comment.

In any case, the rules about private co-payments, as they are called, in cancer care are contradictory and hard to understand, said Nigel Edwards, the director of policy for the N.H.S. Confederation, which represents hospitals and other health care providers. “I’ve had conflicting advice from different lawyers,” he said, “but it does seem like a violation of natural justice to say that either you don’t get the drug you want, or you have to pay for all your treatment.”

Karol Sikora, a professor of cancer medicine at the Imperial College School of Medicine and one of Dr. Charlson’s co-authors, said that co-payments were particularly prevalent in cancer care. Armed with information from the Internet and patients’ networks, cancer patients are increasingly likely to demand, and pay for, cutting-edge drugs that the health service considers too expensive to be cost-effective.

“You have a population that is informed and consumerist about how it behaves about health care information, and an N.H.S. that can no longer afford to pay for everything for everybody,” he said.

Professor Sikora said oncologists were adept at circumventing the system by, for example, referring patients to other doctors who can provide the private medication separately. As wrenching as it can be to administer more sophisticated drugs to some patients than to others, he said, “if you’re a doctor working in the system, you should let your patients have the treatment they want, if they can afford to pay for it.”

In any case, he said, the health service is riddled with inequities. Some drugs are available in some parts of the country but not in others. Waiting lists for treatment vary wildly from place to place. Some regions spend $280 per capita on cancer care, Professor Sikora said, while others spend just $90.

In Mrs. Hirst’s case, the confusion was compounded by the fact that three other patients at her hospital were already doing what she had been forbidden to do — buying extra drugs to supplement their cancer care. The arrangements had “evolved without anyone questioning whether it was right or wrong,” said Laura Mason, a hospital spokeswoman. Because their treatment began before the Health Department explicitly condemned the practice, they have been allowed to continue.

The rules are confusing. “It’s quite a fine line,” Ms. Mason said. “You can’t have a course of N.H.S. and private treatment at the same time on the same appointment — for instance, if a particular drug has to be administered alongside another drug which is N.H.S.-funded.” But, she said, the health service rules seem to allow patients to receive the drugs during separate hospital visits — the N.H.S. drugs during an N.H.S. appointment, the extra drugs during a private appointment.

One of Mrs. Hirst’s troubles came, it seems, because the Avastin she proposed to pay for would have had to be administered at the same time as the drug Taxol, which she was receiving free on the health service. Because of that, she could not schedule separate appointments.

But in a final irony, Mrs. Hirst was told early this month that her cancer had spread and that her condition had deteriorated so much that she could have the Avastin after all — paid for by the health service. In other words, a system that forbade her to buy the medicine earlier was now saying that she was so sick she could have it at public expense.

Mrs. Hirst is pleased, but up to a point. Avastin is not a cure, but a way to extend her life, perhaps only by several months, and she has missed valuable time. “It may be too bloody late,” she said.

“I’m a person who left school at 15 and I’ve worked all my life and I’ve paid into the system, and I’m not going to live long enough to get my old-age pension from this government,” she added.

She also knows that the drug can have grave side effects. “I have campaigned for this drug, and if it goes wrong and kills me, c’est la vie,” she said. But, she said, speaking of the government, “If the drug doesn’t have a fair chance because the cancer has advanced so much, then they should be raked over the coals for it.”

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Fun Facts

In the 1400's a law was set forth in England that a man was allowed
to beat his wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Hence we
have 'the rule of thumb'

Many years ago in Scotland, a new game was invented. It was called 'Gentlemen Only...Ladies Forbidden' and thus, the word GOLF entered into the English language.

The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV was Fred and Wilma Flintstone.

Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the U.S. Treasury.

Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.

Coca-Cola was originally green.

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska

The percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% (now get this...)

The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%

The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $ 16,400

The average number of people airborne over the U.S. in any given hour: 61,000

Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.

The first novel ever written on a typewriter, Tom Sawyer.

The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.

Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history:

Spades - King David

Hearts - Charlemagne

Clubs -Alexander, the Great

Diamonds - Julius Caesar


111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321

If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died because of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.

Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4, John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.

Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of their birthplace.

Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat
name requested? Obsession.

If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go
until you would find the letter 'A'? One Thousand.

What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers and laser printers have in common? All were invented by women.

Honey is the only food that doesn't spoil.

Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year? Father's Day.

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes, the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase...'Goodnight, sleep tight'

It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.

In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell atthem 'Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down.'It's where we get the phrase 'mind your P's and Q's'

Many years ago in England, pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service.'Wet your whistle' is the phrase inspired by this practice.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Yay anonymous commentator!

To you, anonymous commentator:

Thanks so much for what you said, you really have made my day!! I am not sure if you are really anonymous or an acquaintance of mine, but either way I wanted to say I really appreciated the compliment. If you ever do start that blog be sure to send me the link so I can read up on your "real world" life too. I know it will be great.

Also

The boy is home from vacation. That makes me happy.

Shopping and stuff

My poll is showing that people prefer blonde hair (for me anyway) and although I do like being a brunette, I miss my yellow hair. When I dye it back, probably in late April or May, I will go a dark blonde though so it won't look so fade-y and gross after a few weeks.

I am at work. I have been here for about 30 minutes and - surprise! - I have nothing to do as far as I know, for the rest of the day. Blog away friends, I will be reading and commenting. Please entertain me.

Last week I was doing research on my own about teen spending power, since I think teens are an important marketing group. They have no bills or other responsibilities so they have a large disposable income, shopping time is hangout time, and they are the wealthiest generation of teens in years.

(Please note that I do have some qualms about marketing a shopping center to teenagers -- I hate to have anything to do with promoting a feeling of dissatisfaction that can only be cured by shopping. While I don't think that the shopping mall is the producing this dissatisfaction, it is certainly used by people as a cure for a problem that is perpetuated by the media. But until the media stops setting down unrealistic expectations for beauty and superficial cures for unhappiness, people will always find somewhere to shop. So here we are in Burlington.)

Anyway, according to the articles I found on teen spending power, apparently the average teen gets an allowance of $10/day or about $280-$300 per month. Teens spend $170 Billion each year shopping and influence another $400 billion of their parents money. Holy cow.

Shopping has always been a popular past time for teens, I think because they get some freedom from their parents and they get new clothes, etc. I enjoy shopping from time to time, but I don't have the same huge disposable income that teens have. I was pretty blown away by the numbers.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Um Yeah

I need a fun weekend and a strong drink and that's all I'm going to say.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Will you be my Valentine?

First of all has anyone seen the google name for today, super cute:

Secondly, like Courtney, I wrote the word "love" on my arm today as part of a challenge from the TWLOHA organization that raises awareness about depression - which is particularly bad around holidays like Valentine's Day. See this article:
Beware of Valentine's Day perils, depression - Valentine's Day 2008

So I am participating, because I think depression is a serious problem, and why shouldn't people express l.o.v.e all year round and not just on this one day?



Oh yeah, and what happened to all those cute little v-day cards we used to get as kids? I bet if we still did that there wouldn't be such a blue feeling surrounding vday because everyone would get one.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Black History

In celebration of Black history month and awesome public speaking, take a listen to one of the most well-written and well-delivered speeches in history, and a personal favorite. Really, listen to the whole thing, it will make you want to cry.

This week so far

I am verging on the time I would normally feel PMS, but it isn't making me irritable this time. I read in a magazine that sometimes one ovary makes you have a worse period/hormones than the other one. I think that might be true for me, if it is true, this month should be pretty good because last month I was in crazy-ville with emotions ranging from seething anger to self-loathing. It was pretty gross. Whatever ovary is doing the work this month, good for you Calm Ovy, good for you. If you keep it up, maybe I will talk to God about getting you promoted to be the .75 and that maniac on the other side to cut back to .25. Sound good?

I am pretty jealous that the boy gets to spend a week in Cancun right now. I miss him. It's kind of funny that usually if I didn't talk to him for 24 hours I wouldn't be too abnormally upset, but when I know that he is out of the country on vacation suddenly that seems like a really long time. Weird. Weird.

I am in the process of setting up a blind date, if it works out I would be really excited. My roommates' recent date successes have inspired me. The thing about blind dates is, you have to be pretty brave to put yourself out there, so I will have to see how brave these prospective daters are before I move ahead with plans.

Monday's Skagit Valley Young Professionals went pretty well, everyone sat around and discussed the gang problem in Skagit County (which has a high level of juvenile delinquents) The other "young" professionals (who are all at least 30)pretty much agreed that the problem with today's youth is that they are told they can "be anything" and that there are "no winners and losers." That is also the reason, they said, that most kids fresh out of college are totally unprepared for the working world; new grads just want "30 hours of work a week plus benefits and they want to run the show." I tried not to make it obvious that I was a new graduate. I also tried not to make it obvious that that statement pretty much does sum it up... Have we been given too much in life? I think I have a pretty good work ethic but I also am having a hard time settling down into the 9-5 routine just like they said... what do you think?

Friday, February 8, 2008

TGIF

Now that I am a working stiff, the phrase "TGIF" has a lot more meaning. Work is always pretty dull but it has reached new levels this week. My job is not horrible, but it is beginning to remind me of the part in office space where the main character talks about his day:




I know I am lucky to be working at a job that will build up my resume and pays decently, but sometimes I think it would be nice to work in a coffee shop or restaurant and hang out with people my own age all day. Will it look bad if I do a job like that through business school or should I try for a part time job that is business related?

On a happier note, on Monday I get to go to a meeting of the Skagit Young Professionals. Woo

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Scary Murdoch Files



F You, Rupert Murdoch, F You and your News Corp too.

You have already taken over Wall Street Journal and Myspace. You have already exploited the FCC's lax media regulations multiple times in order to further consolidate our already constricted media sources. Why do you insist on going for more? Rupert M. you are a parasitic virus assisting in the decay of the fourth estate, it's a disgrace to accuracy and objectivity.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Helping Friends to Work It

Last night I was Kristin's wing(wo)man. I had forgotten that I said I would go out for Fat Tuesday and wasn't really looking forward to it being that I am 1. Poor, 2. Tired after a long day at work, and 3. Not single and have guilt over flirty men (aka, Kristin's boy's roommates who said I was "cute")

But all that had to be put on the back burner because I'll be damned if I am going to let a little fatigue and insufficient funding stop me from hooking up my friends!

So we went out. Kristin's boy seems nice, albeit a little short. But height can be overlooked in lieu of a sparkling personality. Now, he wasn't that sparkly to me, he was actually pretty shy, but he seems to be sparkly for her and that's what matters.

Here is a synopsis of the night:
We get there, and can't find a table. A drunken 40-something woman and her drunken daughter begin adjusting my shirt and bra straps in the beer line. Still no table. We make awkward small talk with random acquaintances and amble around trying to look cool while scrounging for seating. We find a table finally and sit around with a bunch of empty seats for Kristin's boy and his roommates. They decide to sit somewhere else. This makes Kristin very uneasy and distracted. When they do decide to join us, Kristin's friend Taryn tells me loudly that she doesn't think Kristin should get involved with this guy. I think he overhears. More awkwardness. Beer spills on me. And on and on.

My point being that, although wing(wo)maning is not that fun for me anymore, a good friend does it anyway even through all the awkwardness, small talk and new-relationship neurosis.

Monday, February 4, 2008

I Heart the First Amendment

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances."


Check out this awesome case I once learned about in media law:

Anthony Griffin, Lawyer ACLU Defends Klansman
The saga of Anthony Griffin began one day in May 1993 when, as a volunteer lawyer for the ACLU of Texas, he was asked to take on the defense of a grand dragon of the Ku Klux Klan. The Klansman, Michael Lowe, had received a subpoena for the organization's membership records; the state human rights commission sought the records during an inquiry into bombing threats that impeded the integration of a Vidor, Texas, housing project. Lowe risked contempt for refusing to disclose the records and realized he needed legal help. At that point he turned to the ACLU, which recognized an important civil liberties issue in his case and assigned it to the first available volunteer, not realizing that the lawyer next in line was African American.

Anthony Griffin did not hesitate in taking on Lowe's defense, which he pursued with vigor and eloquence, eventually prevailing in the Texas Supreme Court on First Amendment grounds. Not only did he recognize at once the potential importance of membership lists to groups like the NAACP. Even more basically, he felt a special responsibility not to duck the hard or awkward cases; he insisted that such an assignment was "an honor-any time you have an opportunity to defend the Bill of Rights." Griffin added that "If I don't stand up and defend the Klan's right to free speech, my right to free speech will be gone."

When Lowe first arrived at his newly assigned lawyer's office, the issue of race had not entered his mind. He needed a lawyer and could hardly afford to hire one of his own. Moreover, the receptionist in the office at the time was white. As Lowe began to realize, just before Griffin greeted him, that his fate might be in the hands of a person of a different color, it was too late to do anything other than accept what the ACLU had offered. The presumptive dissonance between lawyer and client simply had to yield on this occasion to practical exigency, and the charting of a credible First Amendment defense began at once.

In fact, the case was a compelling one; in countless instances involving groups like the NAACP, membership lists had been legally protected to ensure the associational freedom of those who had joined a "controversial" and "suspect" civil rights organization. While the issue had not arisen in the Klan context since the 1920s, when the Supreme Court had sustained New York's right to compel disclosure of Klan membership rosters and files, it was basically the same First Amendment issue.

Regrettably, not all of Griffin's colleagues and usual allies saw the parallel so clearly. Fellow officers of the Texas NAACP (which Griffin had served for years as general counsel) sharply rebuked him for defending a Klansman and demanded his resignation. Griffin refused to back down, or to relinquish his official NAACP role. The issue bounced between the state and national NAACP offices for some weeks. Both local and national leaders declined to visit or address Griffin personally, or to elaborate their displeasure. Eventually the Texas branch simply announced that Griffin "ha[d] been relieved of his duties because of his decision to represent the Ku Klux Klan in a civil liberties case."

National groups quickly began to recognize Griffin's courage in not only taking on the defense of Michael Lowe in so volatile a case but also his singular persistence despite abundant pressure to trim sails or change course. In the fall of 1993, the Thomas Jefferson Center for the Protection of Free Expression conferred upon him its first William J. Brennan, Jr., Award, at a dinner that the Justice himself attended, along with Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg and many other prominent Washingtonians. The award was created to recognize singular commitment to the free speech values that Justice Brennan's career had exemplified. Griffin seemed the perfect choice to inaugurate this encomium. On that occasion, Griffin not only explained why he felt so strongly about the correctness of the course he had taken, but also recounted the heavy toll that commitment had taken in both personal and professional terms. It was not only being cashiered by the NAACP that hurt deeply. Relatives, friends, and colleagues, both black and white, had far greater difficulty than he would have expected in accepting the rightness of his position. Such reactions, however, never dissuaded Griffin himself. In fact, he later took on another case, involving a Ku Klux Klan request to "adopt" a stretch of Texas highway. Most recently he has been in the news for successfully pressing in the U.S. Supreme Court a cause not likely to be any more popular in his part of Texas: the elimination of prayer at the start of high school football games. His persistence has been truly heroic, as well as being productive of some very welcome First Amendment law.


Even though the KKK are a bunch of ignorant a'holes, I really admire the way this lawyer stood up for his belief in free speech, even speech directed against him. As Voltaire once said, "I may disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it."