The sellout of JPFO to SAF will be complete as of this Friday, September 12. The remnants of JPFO will be hauled away to Washington (and, I picture in my mind’s eye, be stashed away like the Lost Ark at the end of that movie).
While Gottlieb promises JPFO will continue to operate “independently,” in fact SAF is making no attempt to learn anything at all about how the organization functions. Surely they’ll keep some JPFO-ish thing going and it may even look good for a while, but it’s clear that what they’re really after is mailing lists — of members, donors, sponsors, and purchasers.
If you have or ever had any relationship with JPFO, these are your last few days to take care of yourself.
I can’t say what anybody ought to do. Some JPFO members might be perfectly happy to be handed over the SAF. So be it. Do only what’s right for you.
If you’re not happy, however, you might want to join the ever-growing movement to remove your name and contact information from JPFO’s databases before the infamous and relentless Gottlieb/Merrill direct mail operation gets hold of you.
P.O. Box 270143
Hartford, WI 53027
Phone (262) 673-9745
Fax (262) 673-9746
firstname.lastname@example.org (webmaster — nice guy and totally not responsible for any of this mess)
email@example.com (board member and Managing Director Doug Schuett)
I also know several people who’ve asked for their money back — including one noble soul who contributed $1,000 just before the merger was forced into the light. He minced no words in saying he had donated under false pretenses.
No idea whether JPFO will return his or anybody else’s money. Frankly, I hope that problem falls to Mr. Gottlieb and his lawyers because I pity JPFO’s office staff having to deal with all this.
Nevertheless, if you recently joined or donated, asking for a return of funds may be something you want to consider.
IF you are “political,” you might want to throw some support toward Gun Owners of America, the only remaining national gun-rights group that remains hardcore.
(Yes, I’m aware of accusations of a few cracks in that core, but then, that’s politics. GOA remains the best alternative for gun owners of political bent.)
If you do that, you might also want to tell both JPFO and SAF where you’re sending your money — and why.
There is also ample evidence that (as one member of the JPFO rescue team put it) “JPFO’s papers are not in order.”
It’s too late to prevent JPFO’s disappearance into SAF. But potentially a JPFO member with an obsession and a lot of money could “go to the lawyers” to try to undo the deal.
It seems very, very unlikely that any one (or any group of ones) would be both furious enough and rich enough to pursue this. Also, as that same rescue-teamer put it, “… courts are very reluctant to interfere in these essentially private squabbles. The courts know damn well that ‘non-profit’ has nothing to do with compensation or personal gain. But absent evidence of overt criminality, courts are unlikely to interfere.”
Just plain inertia might have something to say, also. It’s harder to get a deal undone than prevent the doing.
Still, if you’re truly outraged and have the money to fight for what you believe is right, there are certainly chinks in the JPFO/SAF Fortress of Secrecy. (Which is, perhaps, one reason the doers of the deed were so obsessed with keeping members’ and donors’ eyes off their work.)
I hear from little birds that there’s also been some minor, but creative monkeywrenching directed at the JPFO sellouts.
While I can’t say I applaud it, especially since the worst evildoers on the JPFO board aren’t the ones taking the most heat, I salute the spirit!
Got the last of the absolute-must outdoor house projects done today. There are probably 10 more small things it would be gratifying to finish outside before the rains come. But if winter struck tomorrow, I’d be satisfied.
Well, not quite. The roof isn’t done yet. Still trying to get on the roofer’s schedule. But thanks to you, the roof won’t be a worry for much longer — and won’t have to be my sweat-n-blood project. Oh, glory!
I am soooooooo tired. This most recent burst of work was therapeutic, post-JPFO. Now it’s just … work. It’s been hot, too, which is great and unusual hereabouts. But not so great when you’re up and down a ladder under the noonday sun.
I’m also working up to something … some change. Not for the first time, of course. You’ve heard me go on about “change” as much as Obama used to (not hope, though; never was very big on hope). You’ve also heard me whinecomplainbitch about dispassionately discuss how mysteriously busy-busy-busy I’ve been for the last 16 months.
Um … I’m really not sure why various news media keep presenting this as amusing. I know socks often go mysteriously missing. But 43 (and a half!) … you’d think the family would have wondered. (Tip o’ hat to S.C.)
I knew a couple of days ago that the JPFO board was in the process of signing and that it was just a matter of sending paperwork to SAF’s lawyers. That shoe has now dropped.
I’ll have more to say later, but for now thank you for everything you did to try to prevent this. Thank you for your petition signatures, your letters to the board, your offers of help, for jumping in and doing everything you could. Thank you for caring about JPFO — and for understanding far better than its board members ever did why JPFO mattered.
This deal was preordained. The JPFO board was never even going to look at any alternate proposals, let alone give them serious consideration. This began and ended as an act of supreme arrogance, authoritarianism, secrecy, and wholesale contempt for JPFO’s members, donors, corporate sponsors, and contractors. And of course, even deeper contempt for the legacy of Aaron Zelman and the importance of his uncompromising voice for gun rights.
I hope those responsible eventually choke on their own deeds.
But on the good side of that subject … Wally Conger reviews my How to Kill the Job Culture despite the fact that it’s been out of print for several years. Hm. If I can find those old files or get somebody to OCR the book for me, maybe a Kindle edition is in order?
Ken at Popehat says yes, there is more to that incident of the teacher arrested over his SF novels. Ken also opens with the best description of media-cop relations I’ve ever read. (H/T jed in comments)
Making the rounds today: Video of a polite young man shutting down cops who demand to search his home.
Same old story, same old song. Once again everybody’s a “terrorist” except of course the actual terrorists. (per Shel in comments)
Economics as explained by The Simpsons. I’m not sure whether it’s a bad thing or a good thing that somebody proposes to teach economic principles this way in college.
Not being urban, I hadn’t heard of the phenomenon of turning HOV lanes into toll lanes for those prosperous enough to pay for better “highway service.” Figures that Robert Poole (who loves all things “privatization” even when they’re really just all things crony capitalist) would be for it and agin’ the activists opposing it.
Today is fall. Tomorrow, summer comes creeping back and by Friday it’s expected to be mid-July again. But today is fall — mild, gray, and showery — and I feel ready for it.
We’ve had a glorious summer. A rare treat for this part of the world. And I’ve been dreading the end of long, warm days and the inevitable closing-in of winter.
But no more. After the JPFO debacle and months of hard work (both work-work and house projects), I’m ready to hibernate. Ready to draw within, be idle, read books, eat soups and stews, do little, and be beholden to nobody.
Fall is history’s time for preparedness. And just in time, the fedgov (without which we could, of course, do nothing) decrees preparedness upon us. Yes, we now have National Preparedness Month.
The irony is strong with this one. Do we prepare and be good, responsible citizens as Our Glorious Leader urges? Or do we prepare and become terrorist suspects as the FBI sees us? Decisions, decisions …
But prepare we do.
Part of my preparedness this fall (thanks to you!) is preparing a solid roof overhead. Another part is adding alternative, non-electric heat — nothing fancy, just useful. Another is laying in extra food for the critters.
Yet another involves stocking a couple of treats. Because in the darkest, coldest of winter, treats make the difference between mere Stygian gloom and Stygian gloom to the point of wanting to put your head in an oven.
Some friends and I went to a presentation on the Thrive brand of freeze-dried foods early last week and while we all agreed that multi-level marketing (the main way Thrive foods are sold) is a tool of the devil, we also agreed that was some of the finest storage food we’d ever tasted. So my friends set up a Thrive “Q” for monthly orders. In August, blackberries, pineapple chunks, and real sausage bits were all on sale. So using their “Q” and without getting on anybody’s damnable List, I indulged.
I’ve never had actual meat in my long-term storage larder before. If it’s good, I expect the small can of sausage I bought won’t turn out to be so long term. :-)
My friends, lucky them, have a super-dooper packaging machine (a chamber sealer) that can not only do regular vacuum packs of food, but also easily make last-not-quite-forever retort pouches. Since they fish, hunt, garden, gather, and scout, that machine gets a lot of use. I have a standing invitation to try it. Haven’t yet, but it’s a good answer to the question, “What’s a single woman with a small appetite supposed to do with an opened #10 can o’ stuff?”
So … you’re already prepared. I know it. But are you upping your preps this fall? And if so, are you doing it just because it’s fall and that’s a good time? Or are you doing it because this year seems more ominous, more dangerous, than most?
What are your best prep ideas for this year and this season?
Here, BTW, is Survival Mom’s list of lists for preppers. Some useful, some less so. Decent read in any case.
Now I’m going to go don my furry slippers and have a nice, hot cup of tea.
I laboured all weekend — drywalling until I got worn out, then going outside and painting the house to relax. I got covered in powdery gypsum, then in latex paint, then in that gooey white joint compound that always seems to drop in fat, heavy, gelatinous glops no matter how careful you are with it. I cussed a lot and enjoyed every minute of it.
Yesterday morning we were at 400-some signatures (toward a 500 goal) on our petition to keep JPFO from falling into SAF’s clutches.
Thanks to old friend Elias Alias and the power of Oath Keepers, we are at 1,016 early this morning as I write this!
Great-soul Elias and the members of the Oath Keepers email list did this on their own. Amazing thing.
Since I’m persona non grata with the JPFO board, maybe a few of you would like to send them the petition link. Their email addresses are in the original post about the SAF deal.
Update on the planned sellout
I don’t know whether we can save JPFO. Very, very mixed signals right now.
On one hand, one of the members of the rescue group used her passion for JPFO and her powers of persuasion. She got some hints that the JPFO board might hear what we had to say and she herded us cats into submitting a revised version of last week’s outline proposal.
On the other hand, the SAF deal may (I stress may) have been signed already. Once again, as usual in this mess, we simply don’t know. It’s impossible to say because the board and SAF have continued to operate in complete secrecy.
ADDED: The cynical part of me (which never seems to be cynical enough, these days) fears that the last-minute agreement to consider our outline proposal is merely a dodge — something to keep us quiet while the SAF deal is inked. Something to give the board the ability to say, “We gave their plans a fair hearing but found them inadequate.”
I hope I’m wrong.
Given that we have two of JPFO’s corporate sponsors working with the rescue team, “inadequate” is untrue. Unwanted still remains likely.