Thursday, February 08, 2018

CPT | Lessons from George Forbes • Chaos in local Democratic ranks • Playing the Race Card

Cuyahoga Politics Today

Sometimes you can't tell the players even with a scorecard
Some time last century, when I was an observer if not yet a student of local politics, and certainly not a regular political reporter, I eased myself inconspicuously into an informal gathering on Cannon Road in Bedford Heights of a few dozen black elected officials.
I suspect it was in the early ‘90s, not long after George Forbes had closed the book on his three decades long electoral career with a knockout at the hands of Mike White in the epochal 1989 Cleveland mayoral campaign.
Forbes nonetheless dominated the room, much like Joe Louis would have even years after his ring destruction by Rocky Marciano. I found a space in the large room just off Forbes’ shoulder, and during a hiatus in the proceedings asked him a now forgotten question about how he had accomplished some particular political feat. He paused briefly, and then said unforgettably, “I never made my move too soon.”
Emboldened by my success in mining that nugget, I later in the meeting asked the political maestro another question about how he had managed to remain city council president for so long. His reply was pithy as it gets: “I could count,” he said.
Reflecting on those racially charged days of the late ‘70s and the decade that followed, coinciding as they did with the saga of court-ordered student bussing and the unsuccessful effort to eradicate at least sixty years of de facto segregation and both public and private discrimination in the “Best Location in the Nation”, Forbes said he knew he could always depend on the votes of every black councilman. Given the council’s racial makeup, Forbes said, he needed only to focus at critical times on getting the one or two votes he needed from white councilmen to maintain his power.
Narrow-minded tribal politics still dominates our political, commercial and professional spaces here in Northeast Ohio. Our gross insularity and collective sense of inferiority are primary to an understanding of why our Amazon bid was a vain exercise and why we continue to live in small minded and selfish ways amidst our abundant natural and historic assets. I suppose it also helps why so many in these parts cling to the faded image of Chief Wahoo, and why it took the modern day version of Judge Kenesaw Mountain Landis last month to ordain the icon’s banishment with all deliberate speed.
Irrespective of policy positions or level of government, a sense of timing and the ability to count that Forbes recalled are indispensable elements in the toolkit of any successful politician. Indisputably and lamentably, the events of the past few weeks in the run up to yesterday’s 4pm filing deadline for this year’s May 8th primary, underscore some pitiful realities of local politics.
First, racialized and tribal politics continue to bedevil Cuyahoga County. Nowhere is this truer than in our process for selecting judicial candidates and electing judges, areas where voters have too little information and even less understanding. County Democratic Party chair Shontel Brown famously declared the process of selecting judicial candidates “broken” last month at the party’s executive committee meeting.
Unfortunately, while her description was accurate, Brown stepped on her message in many ways. Following the lead of her acknowledged whisperer, the novice chair inexpertly put her fist on the scale while standing behind a threadbare curtain. She compounded her blunder by calling out the results of the process in a way that was guaranteed to make the problem worse, especially in the short term. While trying to speak of principle, she cast her argument in terms of race in a way that revealed an underlying hypocrisy: she would have been happy with the process had it yielded results to her liking.
This assessment is not meant to assail Brown. It’s the way we too often deal with race in America. We don’t have honest conversations on the subject. In fact, when a recent US Attorney General said as much, he was vilified for his audacious candor. Clear thinking about race is hard work.
At the meeting, Brown was able to secure a short-term victory for her handlers that avoided their total embarrassment and that of the party, that would have resulted if not even one of the half dozen capable candidates of color had secured endorsement in any of the four open seats.
Congresswoman Marcia Fudge would have been disastrously exposed by such a result. Not only had she cut a deal with southwest side party boss Bill Mason to ensure a different result; she had publicly declared her support for her two favored candidates: Andrea Nelson Moore and Deborah M. Turner.
The racialized gymnastics Brown indulged in her speech to avoid a humiliating defeat for Fudge may have secured the party endorsement for Moore, but a painful price will be paid for that fleeting success. Here’s why:
White politicians frequently try to score rhetorical points by claiming some black person “played the race card”, an assertion that race is improperly introduced into consideration of some issue. This is usually a vile maneuver that black people recognize as an attempt to deny voice to what is always omnipresent in America: the consequences of our history as a slave nation which even after the Civil War sanctioned all manner of racial violence and injustice in myriad personal, legal, formal and structural ways, practices that continue even today, albeit in more refined and subtle ways.
It therefore cuts deeply and sets back the pursuit of racial justice, equity and inclusion when naked appeals based on racial tribalism are privileged to the exclusion of excellence and merit. So when outstanding candidates like Karrie Howard who are African American strive and strain intensively over many months to cultivate support on the basis of merit, that work can be undermined by narrow racial appeals that facilitate personal agendas. The foes of racial justice and equity derive aid and comfort in the hypocrisy, and the public interest in a strong and competent judiciary is not served.
This leads to a second pitiful reality underscored by the past few weeks: the manic dysfunction of the county Democratic Party. It is of course chronically broke, but that is the least of its problems. More seriously, it is devoid of vision and leadership. Senior elected officials — county executive Armond Budish and Cleveland mayor Frank Jackson are prime examples — are content to use it but invest nothing of their considerable political resources into making it an effective instrument that articulates, harnesses or advances the collective will either of its members or those it purports to represent. 
Thirdly, this void at the top, and the thoroughly undisciplined and chaotic environment it permits, is an open invitation to ambitious and self-serving politicians to recreate the moral corruption of the Dimora-Russo era.
Fourthly, while there are more black elected officials in Cuyahoga County than ever in history, black people have less real collective political power locally than at any time since at least 1965. This has disastrous consequences for every public issue: health, education, transportation, public safety, workforce readiness, infrastructure demands, regional viability, you name it.

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The backlash from shortsighted and costly tactics employed to secure the Moore nomination were evident in every open judicial race, and even some non-judicial contests, leading up to yesterday’s filing deadline. Those tactics cost Howard an endorsement on his merit — he needed 60% approval but was held to 59.3% by Fudge allies. Consider the irony: a black man wins support from white people on the content of his character and his accomplishments ; meanwhile some black people fail to support him based on an agenda that has those same black people calling out white people for bias.
The situation, as we predicted, also brought a late flurry of “name” candidates into the electoral mix. Thus there were last minute filings by a Gallagher, a Russo, and a McGinty, all familiar ballot surnames. Meanwhile, another familiar ballot name — Kilbane — moved from one slot to another, and then back to her original slot, all within 48 hours.

We will have more to say on the primary races in our next post, and maybe also on the radio. Details on that later, if it comes to pass.


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