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The Man Who Saved America

 
September 10, 2001. The United States was mired in an economic slump. It was teetering toward recession, and it was about to get a lot worse. How much worse? The very next day, four Boeing 757's took off from Boston and New York. These planes, capable of carrying close to 250 people each, contained a total of 201 passengers and crew, combined.
 
How do we know this? Because that’s how many people died when they were flown into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a field in Pennsylvania. This is one of the forgotten stories of the day which became known as 9/11.
 
When those four planes, two each operated by American and United Airlines, took off on lucrative transcontinental flights, they were barely 20% occupied. When was the last time you were on a flight in which eight out of 10 seats were empty? That is an example of how bad the American economy was on that fateful morning.
 
Needless to say, the economy grew dramatically worse in an instant when those four planes reached their unscheduled destinations. Virtually all business screeched to a halt. The stock markets were closed. Air traffic was discontinued. Shopping malls and grocery stores were vacant. Streets and highways were empty. Normal everyday commerce was abandoned.
 
This would have been a dire development in the best of times, but given the state of the economy before that day began, the situation threatened to spin tragically out of control. If something wasn’t done to encourage people to come out of hiding, the recession could have turned into a depression with far reaching consequences.
 
Enter General Motors CEO Rick Wagoner. Wagoner was stranded in Switzerland. He couldn’t get a flight home, not even on a private jet (this was back in the days when car guys could fly private jets without incurring the wrath of nattering Congressional nonentities), because US air space was closed.
 
It didn’t take a Nobel winning economist to recognize that things were in desperate straits back home, but only Wagoner had the vision to identify a solution. Only Wagoner acted to help get the American economy moving again, to induce American consumers to emerge from their shells.
 
Only Wagoner called the office to tell his company to start selling cars at 0% interest. On September 19, GM introduced the program, and people flocked to showrooms across the country. They went, they kicked tires, they test drove, many of them bought, and they all returned home safely. Gradually, the word went out. It was okay to continue to function. Life would go on.
 
The economy stabilized, at least for another eight years. By that time General Motors was teetering on the edge of collapse. Even if Wagoner had another great idea, it wouldn’t have mattered. He, and General Motors couldn’t have implemented it.
 
This morning Wagoner went to the well one last time. After several years of painful cuts and desperate acts to stave off destruction, the CEO made one last gesture to save his company. Confronted with the Obama administration’s ultimatum, “Either you resign or we let GM fail,” Wagoner fell on his sword, and resigned, in order to buy time for one last infusion of cash, one last chance to allow General Motors to survive.
 
With this last act, Wagoner has ensured that he will go into the annals of popular history as the man who drove the world’s greatest industrial company to the brink of destruction. All the errors in judgement, all the short-sighted decisions, all the criminally stupid styling decisions will be laid, unjustly, at his feet. He will fade away, into obscurity. Into disgrace.
 
Yet before the last shovel of sod is tossed on his professional grave, it should be remembered that, for one shining moment, on September 19, 2001, Rick Wagoner was the man who saved America.
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A City Full of Idiots

Of all the shabby revelations in the latest batch of Mayoral text messages, the most disturbing is this: “How do you educate voters in a city full of idiots?”
 
For too long Detroit residents have allowed themselves to be manipulated by racist demagoguery, Afrocentrist rhetoric, and ludicrous references to the city’s “jewels.” They need to understand that white suburbanites are not casting greedy glances at the city and its charms. In the eyes of the suburbs, Detroit no longer has any jewels. While there are many suburbanites who want the city to survive, to improve, to return to the ranks of vibrant urban centers, they know they are helpless.
 
It is time for Detroiters to realize this. Furthermore, it is time for Detroiters to realize that their problems start with them, and with their elected leaders who cynically manipulate their fears and frustrations, who employ misdirection to fan resentment at distant suburbs while continuing to feast on the festering corpse of the city.
 
That their leaders think Detroiters are idiots should come as no surprise, because they keep electing them. They reelected a Mayor who treated his first term as a party limousine. They elected a Council President who threatens to shoot people with whom she disagrees. They elected a School Board Member who is unfit to retain custody of his own children. They continue to pay fealty to leaders whose decisions have made their city into a national joke. No wonder they think Detroiters are idiots.
 
Detroiters need to wake up. They need to realize their salvation must begin with themselves. They need to understand that no amount of outside money will help them if it all flows into the pockets of their elected leaders. No amount of stimulus funding will help Detroit students until Detroiters make education their highest priority. It doesn’t matter how many more cops take to the streets if Detroiters continue to reject  the ideal of a civil society. Real change, true reform, must begin with Detroiters. If they don’t demand it, of their leaders, their institutions, and themselves, then they truly are idiots.
 
Now, many Detroiters will respond to this with outrage. “How dare you, a suburbanite, lecture us about our city?” they will cry. The answer is, of course, that except for those shortsighted few who view Detroit as some kind of sick sitcom, who retail tales of Mayoral malfeasance and Council cupidity for the amusement of out of towners, most Metro Detroiters realize that their towns, their homes, their communities all suffer from Detroit’s failures.
 
Suburbanites don’t want “steal Detroit’s jewels,” they want Detroit’s jewels to shine again. They want them to be burnished, to glitter with the light of prosperity. They want to be proud of them, and to proudly declare wherever they go, “I’m from Detroit.”
 
But they can’t do it alone. They can’t begin to take pride in their city until Detroiters take pride in themselves. They need Detroiters to tell their leaders they aren’t idiots, and to stop electing them if they refuse to hear their voices.
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