The Radical Right and the Radical Left –- Twin Tornadoes Mowing Down the Middle Ground

Guy T. Sturino
The U. S. Constitution is undoubtedly the finest social contract ever written. Hopefully it will withstand the battery of tests it will receive from both fringe whirlwinds. In the meantime the voices of reflection and compromise are being drowned out by the high-pitched noise of the gale.

The loudest shouts are heard coming from those fixated on the extremes of pro-life and pro-choice. One side would outlaw all abortions regardless of circumstances, and refuse a suffering, terminally ill person the right to die at the time of their own choosing. The other side would have abortion and assisted suicide on demand. Their positions are indelibly carved in the rocks picked up by the storm of controversy and hurled against those who would dare to search for compromise.

Part of the reason for this polarized debate appears to be a common refusal to link the issue of quality of life to the issue of the existence of life. The same group that has zero tolerance for abortion also has zero tolerance for national health care and a national program to take care of those who are out of work. On the other side, those with total acceptance of abortion and assisted suicide on demand argue for tax paid national health care and welfare without a requirement for repayment through, for example, community service. Surely there is some room for compromise.

Suppose we started with a premise such as this. We accept a ban on abortion, with the single exception of the health of the mother, and, as a nation, we accept the responsibility that goes with bringing a child into the world. We accept that those who can no longer care for themselves must continue to live against their will, and the nation accepts the responsibility of caring for those in that condition. If the quality of life is given as much attention as the simple state of being able to breathe, maybe the tornadoes will begin to wind down. If we begin with any premise that links both parts of the problem, then possibly a discussion of particulars could result in a real compromise that enough people would endorse so as to provide a cultural norm that works.


There are, of course, other sources adding impetus to the destructive winds. Positions on the issues of capital punishment, gay marriage, corporate responsibility, affirmative action and workers rights are extremely contentious, and so the tornadoes continue to whirl. There may be a chance to reduce their fury before the middle ground becomes uninhabitable, but it will require a very strong conviction that compromise is the absolute best answer. In our democratic republic the only chance we have is for those who still live in the middle ground to demand that political candidates clearly express their commitment to compromise before we contribute to their campaigns or promise our vote.

We are in desperate need of leaders who will discuss issues with an unwavering intent to do the most good for the most people. We are in desperate need of leaders who will not tolerate our constitution being used, abused, twisted and torn by the fringes of society, who trying desperately to make it conform to their own narrow interpretations. Our next chance is November 2006.

Our fate is in our own hands.
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Guy T. Sturino

My Name is Guy Sturino and I came to be in November of 1940 in Kenosha, Wisconsin. By the time I reached six years old my dad was back home and we had defeated both Germany and Japan.

The country was riding high. Sure, times were tough. Both my parents worked fairly regularly, but still we moved often and we spent a few of those early years in government project housing. TV came to our house when I was eleven.

When I was twelve I became an alter boy at Holy Rosary Catholic Church. Like all alter boys, I even thought someday I'd become a Priest. By the time I finished high school that illusion was gone and with it my fondness for the Catholic church. But, that's another story all by itself.

In high school Civics class we learned that we were the greatest. We learned that Democracy meant capitalism and Communism was the same as socialism. We were taught that Democracy was good and that socialism was bad. At the same time Joe McCarthy was telling us that Communists were hiding under our beds and if the bomb didn't get us those Commies sure would.

I took all that with me when I joined the Marines in '59 when my education really got started. In Thailand I learned about Buddhism, and how people who had very little and worked from dawn to dusk every day were the happiest and most sharing as a group that I had met up until that time. In Japan I saw and lived in a culture built around working together to achieve great things as opposed to the do-it-yourself rugged individualism expected in the American culture. Along the way I got to visit the Philippines and South Korea.

When I came home in '63 I drove a bread truck for a while and then hand poured aluminum in a foundry until the GI bill was signed in '65. I got a degree in Applied Science and Technology and went to work for American Motors. After a few years as a chassis engineer I moved over to quality control and eventually traveled Europe assessing quality systems in supplier manufacturing facilities. By the time I had interacted with workers in England, Ireland, France, Germany, Switzerland, Spain and Italy, as well as China, South Korea and Japan, I had a totally new perspective on what was a fair return for a days work.

I worked for a couple of other companies before vacationing in Virginia Beach with my daughter and deciding that the tickets in my pocket for Riyadh and New Deli were simply too much after just returning from Beijing. I found a pizza shop for sale and bought it. Unfortunately I wasn't very successful as a restaurateur, and took a job as a substitute teacher for a year.

Undaunted, I applied for a job as a teacher assistant the next year and got it. Two years later I was teaching algebra in an alternative high school where, at 62 years old I retired.
I already had a serious interest in politics, but having the time to actually watch the House and the Senate on Cspan really got my interest. I learned things about our government that I certainly never heard about in school and I had to wonder why not. About 2005 I decided to begin sharing my thoughts on the web. By the middle of 2007 I sort of lost, not the interest, but the drive to communicate.

Recent events have changed that.

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