Showing posts with label Gino VanGundy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gino VanGundy. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Gino: Personal Statement 1

And now, some words from candidate Gino.

I'm calling this Personal Statement 1.

Personal Statement 1.
I’m tired of being frustrated by corrupt, irresponsible and double-taking politicians. It seems as if every time I watch the news or read an article about our current economic mess I want to scream! Career politicians make me nuts. They seem more concerned with pleasing their party than with representing their constituents. This seems to have spread to voters as well. Polarization has swept through America at an epidemic rate. When will people start to vote for their ideals rather than their political party? For many years I was a registered Democrat. As I have learned more about the way things work I have become increasing frustrated at many of the positions Democrats have taken. Our social welfare programs are a mess and we continue to throw money at a problem that seems to only get worse. More likely than not, my generation is never going to see a penny of the money we are now paying into Social Security, yet we are forced to pay into it. How is that equitable? Here is the first in a series of letters to share my thoughts on some of the issues facing our country and our communities today:

Welfare and food stamps
It is important that I say this upfront: I am all for helping people in need. I was raised in the foster care system. I spent 14 years in more than 25 different foster homes so I, more than most, have a unique understanding of how impactful social welfare programs can be. That said, I have learned that if you continually give money or support to someone that is in need of help you do nothing more than hold that person down. Welfare should be a system of empowerment, not a system of repression. Take my mother-in-law for example, a woman for whom I have tremendous respect: When she was a young mother and could not support her baby (now my wonderful husband), she applied for and was granted food stamps and financial assistance. Through sheer will, hard work and perseverance, she was fully self-supportive and off of government assistance within a year. She used the system as it was meant to be used. She stands tall in contrast to my own mother who did nothing to better herself, or the life of her child (me), and ultimately had her parental rights stripped from her by the State.

By my observation, many of those who collect welfare today are abusing the system. Nothing is more frustrating to me than being in line at the grocery store behind a woman with two or three children, who is pregnant, and paying with food stamps. This makes no sense to me! NONE! I believe that no one has a right to tell a woman what to do with her body, but at the same time if that woman is asking for taxpayer money to sustain her family, the taxpayers should be able to make family planning a condition of that support. In my opinion, it is no different than AIG giving out $165 million in bonuses after the American taxpayer handed them billions of dollars in bailout money. The premise is the same and should be just as offensive. I believe that unless there is a medical reason that a person collecting welfare is unable to work, those receiving public assistance should be working in some form or another (these programs are meant to serve as assistance, something to help you stand up, not an entitlement or a free ride). Accepting assistance should also mean accepting responsibility. One should not come without the other.

Welfare and Immigration
I think it is safe to assume that no matter how one feels about the problems associated with illegal immigration, we can all agree that there are problems. A few years ago there was a uproar regarding the rights of undocumented immigrants. President Bush and Congress were attempting to push through a bill that would grant the estimated 12 million undocumented immigrants amnesty. There was a popular uprising against this and President Bush spoke to the American people on national television. Admittedly, I tried to listen to Bush Jr. as little as possible when he was in office. In an attempt to justify this amnesty he made a statement that, to me as a hard working American, I found shocking and offensive. He tried to explain that the estimated 12 million undocumented immigrants in this country were a vital part of the American economy because they were (and are) doing the jobs that Americans will not (and don’t want) to do.

After I picked my jaw up off the floor I started thinking about what he had said and I came to a realization as to why I found that particular statement so ludicrous. It wasn’t the idea that the estimated 12 million undocumented immigrants were a vital part of our economy that bothered me. Frankly, I believe he may have had a point there; and it was rare that I agreed with what he said. But to say that they are doing the jobs that Americans don’t want to do? I’m sorry, but how is it all right for a perfectly capable person to collect welfare and turn around and say, “Oh, I’m not willing to do that kind of work, but I’ll gladly take your money.” So in America we’ll pay you NOT to work so that undocumented immigrants CAN work? Am I the only one to whom this doesn’t make sense?

What we can do:
I’ve given the issue of illegal immigration and welfare a lot of thought because both frustrate me to no end. I think I may have come up with a solution that will help solve both problems. We need a system where the community helps those who need it, and in turn those who accept assistance from the community have a responsibility to the community. Let’s start with welfare: Jane, a single mother of two with no high school diploma, applies for food stamps and public assistance. Here’s what Jane can expect under my plan:

First, Jane would sign a contract agreeing not to have any more children and to set clear goals (the same conditions would be set for men not to father any more children). In addition to being willing to abstain from having more children, Jane would be expected to agree to the following terms while she is receiving public assistance: Jane’s children would be put in a state-sponsored daycare or preschool program, depending on age. Jane would be required to either get a job or complete the requirements to earn her high school diploma. If Jane chose to get a job, Jane would be assigned a job from a pool of jobs. This job could be anything from picking in the fields to janitorial work to office work. Whatever jobs are utilizing undocumented immigrants could now potentially be a job for Jane. While Jane is receiving public assistance, the tax payer will supplement her needs and the needs of her children. Jane will be made aware that, depending on the program she chooses (education or work) she will only have a certain amount of time in which she is able to collect benefits. Jane will be expected to report on her progress and everything possible will be done to help Jane achieve the goals that she set when she entered the program. Jane’s children would be taken care of as well. This, of course, is a very simplified plan but the basic outline and outcome should be clear. By holding Jane accountable, and helping her help herself, we are empowering Jane to be a more productive citizen in the long run. If we are giving so many of the jobs that illegal immigrants are doing to the Americans that need help first, then, in theory, we should attract fewer immigrants coming to our country illegally.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Run Gino Run

Ellen Tauscher, Congressional Representative from the California's 10th district (north of here but still considered "Bay Area") has accepted a State Department post in the Obama Administration, subject to Senate confirmation.

This means her seat is up for grabs.

A local friend and helluva Guy Gino VanGundy is considering running. He hasn't done anything like this before and could use all the help he can get. It's a major aspiration to be sure, but I would rather have a good, smart, hard-working family man in office than an experienced local politician. Local rural politics seem so tainted, and for good reason.

He's just putting his thoughts together on this, and is soliciting advice. And as a modern man, he's doing it on Facebook. This just happened last night so there's not much there now. When the page gets some substance, I'll link to it. Or you can just go to Facebook and search for "Gino VanGundy."

I so admired him for the way he handled the Prop 8 propaganda in his district. He knocked door-to-door and engaged his neighbors and community as to why they might want to nullify his marriage. He had a great op-ed in the UCSF campus paper too.

Any advice on working with local political organizations or fundraising would be greatly appreciated.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Prop 8: A Call to Mobilize!

A truly inspiring story.

E-mail from Gino: "A call to MOBILIZE!"
Do you live in the suburbs? Are you tired of seeing the YES on Prop 8 signs everywhere and feeling like our voices are being drowned out by those that want to deny us (or your friends) our civil rights? I, for one, AM! They have even been coming to my front door. I have always taken the “nice guy” approach with them because mamma always said, “you can get much further with a teaspoon of honey than you can with a teaspoon of vinegar.” Speaking with them as been interesting, at best, but each time one leaves I find myself wondering, why the NO folks aren’t out there going door to door too. They have been coming to my door specifically because of the NO signs I have in my yard. Why shouldn’t we do the same?

About two weeks ago, as we were driving out of town on our daily trek from Fairfield to San Francisco (at 6am!) we were greeted by the largest YES banner we had ever seen! It was huge and stood about 12 feet in the air, was at least 6 feet wide and 4 feet high. Every morning for the last two weeks we have seen that sign staring down at us. To say that it has been an unpleasant way to start our day would be an understatement.

Today it hit me! If they can come to my front door, why can’t I go to theirs? I was admittedly terrified but decided that my first stop would be the house with the gigantic banner. I sat in my car for at least ten minutes as I mustered up the courage to actually ring the door bell. I thought,
‘deep breaths Gino, and just put one foot in front of the other’ as I walked up the front walkway. I rang to doorbell and every natural instinct I had told me to run like hell! I stayed put and just as I was about to high-tail it out of there I heard the locks on the front door start to click. I was stuck! UGGH!

As the door slowly opened I was greeted by an older African American woman of about 75. Behind her stood a younger African American woman that was staring me down like I was not someone to be trusted. I smiled and introduced myself as a neighbor. I went on to ask them if they might be willing to discuss the banner that was looming over the busy street below. I sensed some indignation – as in, “
who the hell are you to be telling me that I can’t put any damn sign I want in my yard?.”

I back peddled and let them know that I believed it to be their right to hang whatever sign they choose and I went to tell them that I was not there to attack them on their personal beliefs. I told them I was there to offer them a point of reference when thinking about the impact a YES vote on Prop 8 would have.
“Well, what’s it matter to you? What are YOUR thoughts on the issue,” the younger woman said as she stepped out from behind the older woman. I took a big gulp and lept right in!

“Well,”
I said, “for starters, I’m gay and the passage of Prop 8 would eliminate my right to equality under our Constitution.” Suddenly the older woman’s face softened and she said, “Well my sister works in San Francisco and she has a lot of gay friends and she wants me to take that damn thing down.” I saw an ‘in’ but I waited for her to finish.

“All this stuff is just too confusing to me! I’m not even a registered voter. Some guy knocked on my door and asked if he could put a sign in my yard to support some proposition. I told him that I didn’t care and the next time I went outside I looked up and saw this gigantic sign in MY BACKYARD! I never agreed to let him in my backyard. He must have had a latter because my gate is always locked. I’m just too old to get up there and take that thing down.”


I had my in!
“Oh, well if you’d like ME to take it down, I’d be happy to do that for you!”

“Fine by me.” she said.

Unfortunately they did not have the key to the gate but I told them that I was more than happy to come back later when the person that had the key had returned. An hour later my daughter and I returned with our tools in hand and they happily let us into the backyard. Down came the sign, hugs given by all and my daughter and I expressed our sincerest appreciation as we left.

If you have thought of knocking on doors, now is the time. We have to get out and educate those that are blindly following, or worse, have been tricked into supporting something they do not fully understand. Be heard – stand up – and take the lumps that will surely come but know that there are people out there that support us but need some help to do it. One sign and one person at a time we can, at minimum, start to turn this dangerous tide.

If anyone has any idea how to “rework” this sign, please let me know.

Gino

PS – Here's the banner we took back.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

go UCSF

I don't think UCSF has a mascot like UCB does. But still, love all bears.

Here is an amazing letter from Gino VanGundy to the UCSF student paper Synapse. It's a great read and I heartily recommend the click-through.