A Second Open Letter to Sen. Tom Harkin

On September 24, 2012, I posted the following letter to Senator Tom Harkin’s Senate Web page.

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Senator Harkin:

As a veteran and taxpayer, I appreciate your desire to have the money used to educate our veterans be used effectively and efficiently. However, the presentation that you authored has issues. I’m trained in statistics and because of that, I could make a laundry list of issues. You are a very busy man so instead of going item for item, please allow me to point out one blatantly wrong slide. You have a slide entitled “For-Profit Colleges Employ Many Recruiters But Few Placement Staff.” From a subjective perspective, to have a slide with a title that indicates an issue with For-Profit Colleges as a group but then indicts a single one is disingenuous and ineffective because your case is that many schools have this problem, yet you showcase only one. It also smacks of a lack of objectivity and personal bias. Even if your chart is accurate, it does not make the point that this is a systemic problem.

Objectively, the slide in incorrect. University of Phoenix, the largest school under the Apollo Group umbrella, has an extremely robust Career Services site that covers the gamut of services from resume writing to career research to interview preparation. The site also lists major employers that Phoenix partners with to help find jobs for its graduates.

Your data was gathered from 2007 to 2010. I started at Phoenix in 2010 and I don’t know what its career placement services were like then. It could be that in 2010, your statement was accurate. However, it is nearly 2013 and it definitely is not accurate.

If I had the 20-30 hours free to write it, I would write a report that shows slide for slide, just how bad this report is. I don’t have the time to write it and anyone as busy as you doesn’t have the time to read it. Please consider making this “update” to your report as a show of good will. I’ll be the first person to thank you for that by making a post to that effect on my blog, andyknaster.com.

Since your Senate Web site has a link to that report on its home page, it appears that this is a report you are proud of and feel the people need to read. Don’t you owe it to your constituents and all of America to be accurate and up-to-date?

This is my second letter to you. I requested a response to the first one and I have not received it. I posted to your Facebook page and got no response. Please respond to this message. This is a very non-partisan issue. In this highly contentious and partisan time, taking action on a non-partisan issue is something I think would resonate well with many Americans.

Respectfully yours,
Andrew Knaster, BA, MA, MCP
University of Phoenix Master of Information Systems student, class of 2013

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Does America have a black president? or “Do I have to eat green ham?”

Before I start, let me state that I have very little use for the term race.  I hate the notion that because people have different phenotypes they are somehow members of different races.  Homo sapiens are of the human race.  We have a variety of phenotypes.  Whether you believe in creation like I do or evolution as do others, phenotypes are a blessing.  For example, the narrow eyes of the Inuit people are helpful to them since they live in an environment with a lot of wind and cold. Along those lines, it makes sense that people whose lives began in the African continent, where intense sunlight is a constant, have dark skin.

That much being said…

When Wanda Sykes isn’t getting political, she can be fairly funny; not Anthony Weiner funny, but funny.  I saw her at the 2009 White House Correspondents Association dinner.  She had at opportunity to take a few well-measured swings at Mr. Obama.  Here is part of what she said:

“It’s amazing, the first black president – I know you’re biracial – but the first black president! That’s unless you screw up. Then it’s going to be, ‘What’s up with the half-white guy, huh?'”

Ms. Sykes made a very profound and true statement.  It raises the question, is Mr. Obama black or is he mixed?  Here is a really beautiful picture of him with his mom, the late Stanley Ann Durham, Ph.D.

The President and his Mom

Stanley Ann Dunham and her son, Barack H. Obama II

She is white (I hate the term.  I’d prefer Steve Bico’s assessment that we are pink.). His dad, Barack H. Obama Sr. is black (another term I am not fond of).

Barack H. Obama, Sr., the President's Dad

Mr. Obama is mixed.  That’s a great thing.  I think the more society becomes comfortable with the idea of mixed marriage, the sooner it will start to think of it the right way, just plain old marriage.  In my life as a minister, I had the privilege of marrying three mixed couples.  The ones with kids have mixed kids.  This begs the question, does America have a black president?

At a deeper level, the question morphs into other questions such as:

  1. How black is black, white is white, etc?
  2. If Melia Obama marries London Emilio Hudson, what box on the Census form will their children check?
  3. Do I have to eat green ham?

Question one is easy to understand although not easy to answer.  Question two requires you to do some homework.  Question three is autobiographical.

In 1981, I was a private in the U.S. Army.  As a private in Basic Training, I had no individuality, no prerogative, and few occasions to be creative.  Then, one afternoon in the chow line of Ft. Dix, N.J., I had a chance to be all three.  We formed two perfectly straight and sweaty lines of cannon-fodder-in-training.  The line of grunts on the left was given spaghetti and meatballs.  The line of grunts I was in got ham.  There was one problem.  When the Army prepared field rations in garrison, it stored them in these contraptions called mermite cans.  A mermite can is a large insulated aluminum container that has hot water and three non-insulated aluminum cans dropped in it.  It is sort of a cross between a double boiler and a thermos.

A Mermite can with its inserts

A Mermite can with its inserts

The mermite can did a decent job of keeping food warm.  It also had a tendency to turn it green, particularly eggs and ham (Dr. Seuss would have approved).  When I saw the green ham, my heretofore unused brain kicked in.  The green ham looked nasty and I didn’t want it.  I wanted the meatballs.  I told my drill sergeant that I could not eat the ham.  As he prepared to have me perform enough push-ups to make my triceps bleed, I whipped out my dog tags that said “Reformed Judaism” at the bottom, right next to the notch that was used to facilitate ramming one of them between my front teeth should I meet with my untimely death on the battlefield.

The drill sergeant pondered the situation for a moment.  He pointed to the meatballs.  I ate them and then faded back into O.D. green uniformity.

What does this have to do with the subject of the United States having (or not having) a black president?  It’s simple.  I was born and raised Jewish but at the time, I wasn’t practicing any faith.  I pulled “the race card” on that hot summer day for one reason; it served me.  It was not because I identified myself with the fledgling nation of Israel.  It was not because I had some overwhelming sense of Jewish pride or identity.  It was because I wanted something and I was willing to identify myself with my ethnic group in order to get it; just like the guy who used to be known as Barry.