SOMEWHERE IN MARYLAND--The news about the sit-ins at the House came as a text from a friend just as we were getting ready to rent a car in Manhattan in order to drive from one family gathering to another one with another branch of the family in the D.C. Area. Like an old fire horse hearing the sound of the fire bell, I itched to get on the road in time to see the action, but these days things just don't move very fast. In due time, with massive assistance from GPS, I got to the Capitol early yesterday afternoon, just in time to learn that I was too late.
The valiant Congresspersons had departed about 12:30 after the electricity, including the air conditioning, had been turned off in the chamber. With temperatures in the high eighties and humidity to match, no surprise that they'd had to vacate--you can't survive in D.C. in the summer without power cooling.
The nice man in the Congressional Periodical Press Gallery gave me a temporary Press sticker and suggested that there might still be some action out in front of the building on the east side. After running up and down several flights of stairs, I got there, only to learn that the representatives had come and gone already.
A rump faction of the sizable group which had gathered outside the Capitol overnight was still there, a nice assortment which included elderly white women, young black men and everything in between, several sporting rowdy homemade signs supporting the sitters. One woman told me she'd been there in a tour group when the sit-in started, and she just stayed to cheer them on. She said that the House participants had frequently come out to talk to their fans during the night, and there had been a cordial exchange of complementary pizza orders from time to time.
As I was about to retreat to the comfort of the air-conditioned suburban hotel which had been chosen for the out-of-town family members, a couple of straggling congressmen showed up for one last briefing. It turned out that they were from Michigan, a state that I used to know well politically. One was from East Lansing, home of Michigan State, and the other, Dan Kildee, comes from Flint, a city much in the news lately.
He turns out to be the nephew of Dale Kildee, whom I'd known when he was one of the more liberal members of the Michigan legislature in the 60s, who later went on to be elected to the U.S. Congress from Flint. All politics these days is quasi-dynastic, not necessarily a bad thing.
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