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Eleganta's avatar

Ah, yes, good ole Governor Moonbeam Brown.

My future-husband and I met him once. We were invited to his house in Oakland for dinner by a friend of my husband's, who volunteered for Jerry's organization We the People. There were six of us there: us, our friend, a very meek older woman volunteer, Jerry, and another man whom we were told was his "partner."

Jerry was hoping we would volunteer for his organization. That's why we were invited. He was already past middle life then, with scraggly hair. (He's sure cleaned himself up since.)

We found him to be a pompous sexist jerk--typical of so-called liberal men leaders of the 1960s and '70s among whom I grew up (just like Bernie Sanders). Jerry wasn't interested in us, but focused solely on trying to sell us on his organization. His "partner" showed us the rooftop garden of his building. We somehow missed the auditorium.

At dinner, Jerry went around the table barking aggressively at each of us, "What do you do?" I said, "I'm a technical writer." He barked at my husband, "What do you do?" He said, "I'm a technical writer." Jerry said, "What does that entail?" Neither of us missed the fact that he was only interested in the man's definition of our job.

After dinner, Jerry commented on my favorite old black leather boots that I'd bought at a sidewalk sale in San Francisco and wore on my husband's motorcycle. He said, "They're non-PC, you know." He meant you're not supposed to buy leather. Yes, duh, Jerry. Unless you buy it second-hand, like at a frigging sidewalk sale. But he couldn't be bothered to learn what I knew about the leather industry.

Aside from asking me what I did at dinner, those were the only words he addressed to me all evening. He was just making it clear that he didn't like that my husband treated me as an equal. I needed to be put in my place.

Right before we left, Jerry suddenly realized he hadn't sold himself particularly well to us and started snowing my husband on how great his organization was. But by that time, we were disgusted and couldn't wait to see the back of him.

I had a San Francisco literary agent at the time, and when I told her this story, she said she'd once been among the press interviewing Jerry during his first gubernatorial term, and she asked him a hard question about nuclear power (which he officially opposed), and he refused to answer it.

Governor Moonbeam indeed.

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Beeswax's avatar

Kara, this report is very inspiring. Good for these young people...of both sexes. Gives me hope.

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