Jack E. Robinson III is nothing if not ambitious. Running for the Senate, he likes to say, is the only one of his four life goals that remains unaccomplished — the other three having been to graduate from Harvard, to be president of an airline before turning 30 and to be financially successful before 40.
“I have always pursued these goals,” says Robinson, kicking back in the well-appointed study of his father’s old house — now the de facto headquarters of Robinson 2000 — in the Jamaica Plain neighborhood of Boston. “I didn’t want to run against Ted Kennedy. I wanted to run for the United States Senate. He just happened to be in the way.”
Bravado? Delusion? Uncommon self-confidence? Maybe a bit of each. After all, it requires some such combination to take on a six-term incumbent senator attached, rather conspicuously, to the Kennedy name. You might take yourself seriously, too; Robinson clearly does. For instance, he says “we” a lot, even though at the time he and I spoke “we” consisted mostly of him:
“We plan to take our reform message to the people of this state.”
“We’re sort of McCain Lite.”
“We have not done any polling.”
“We are focused on getting signatures.”
“We’re in it, even though it was a rocky 10 days.”
And also: “We’ve confirmed that it’s people from the Kennedy campaign who are behind this. But that’s the way they’ve been practicing politics for upwards of 40 years.”
“This,” in case you have not yet heard, refers to the “rocky 10 days” following Robinson’s decision to run last month — a decision that initially delighted state party leaders, for whom the prospect of a self-funded black Republican challenging Kennedy was almost too good to be true. And it was: Within days, it emerged that Robinson’s personal history was somewhat checkered.
In the mid-1980s, for starters, Robinson was stopped by police for driving under the influence; and after graduating from law school in 1985, he failed the bar exam three times in two states. More recently, a federal judge decided Robinson had lifted portions of his 1994 book on Pan Am airlines from another author. One former girlfriend once took out a restraining order against Robinson, and last month, an unnamed woman told reporters Robinson had groped and forcibly kissed her after a date four years ago, leading Boston papers to dub him “Jack the Tongue.”
And just when things couldn’t get any worse, they did. While talking to a reporter on his cell phone two weeks ago, Robinson got into a car accident –”Candidate Robinson Steers into More Trouble,” ran one headline — and worse, was accused by another driver of leaving the scene. Within days, the Republican State Committee withdrew its support, and Robinson’s candidacy became a punch line. “The sheer volume of the allegations, and the disturbing nature of some of these allegations,” announced Gov. Paul Cellucci, “makes it pretty impossible for him to get this campaign off the ground.”
Unfortunately, Robinson’s campaign lacks a few things besides Cellucci’s blessing. So far, the main indications of its existence are a statement filed with the Federal Election Commission, a Web site and Robinson himself. Robinson has no official campaign chest, and refuses to confirm whether or not he plans to spend his personal fortune on his campaign — or even whether such a fortune exists. He has no campaign headquarters except his basement, no grass-roots network. His platform, such as it exists, doesn’t go much beyond stump-speech basics, and although Robinson mentions John McCain a lot, his plan for campaign-finance reform — eliminate soft money, raise the legal limit for individual contributions — sounds a lot like George W. Bush’s.
But all this is perhaps excusable for a political novice whose campaign can be fairly described as embryonic. In person, Robinson is actually fairly articulate and only mildly eccentric, more professorial than businessmanlike. And, revelations aside, he seems to have a pragmatic grasp of the task at hand, which is to get on the ballot. “The whole race is signatures now,” he says. “I want everything focused on getting signatures.”
Under other circumstances, the worst one might say of Robinson is that he is a vanity candidate. After all, for Massachusetts politics — the tawdry history of which includes, as Boston Herald columnist Howie Carr pointed out, one pol who “set up light housekeeping with a male prostitute named Hot Bottom” and another who solicited bribes by referring to a $5,000 payoff as “five bottles of wine” — Robinson is merely par for the course.
For that matter, Robinson is an almost too-perfect doppelgdnger for Kennedy himself — sort of like Superman nemesis Nuclear Man, who (in case you missed “Superman IV”) was genetically engineered from a strand of the Man of Steel’s hair. The main difference is that, in a reversal of the “Superman IV” plot line, Robinson has none of Kennedy’s strengths (incumbency, popularity, legislative achievement) and all of his weaknesses. Accused of groping women? Check. Accused of plagiarism? Check. (Kennedy: near-expulsion from Harvard for cheating on a Spanish exam). Leaving the scene of a car accident? Unfortunately, check.
Robinson may be on slightly better footing than Kennedy: Nothing on Robinson ever stuck except the plagiarism charge. The alleged groping victim remains anonymous; the former girlfriend’s restraining order was vacated a month after the fact, and the drunken-driving charge was dropped after Robinson passed a breathalyzer test.
But when combined with his genuine talent for exaggeration — what Robinson says are his “views” published in Business Week, Forbes, the New York Times and the Washington Post, others might call “letters” — Robinson’s personal history begins to seem positively Clinton-like: a mythology of tawdry, petty transgression that sticks in spite of itself. So it was perhaps inevitable when, on March 21, Robinson released “The Robinson Report,” a compendium of and explanation for everything he has been accused of or charged with, the impulsive confessional of a truth-telling McCainite with a Clintonian past. “I’m an honest person by nature,” Robinson says. “So I think the truth will set you free.”
Indeed. For all the derision leveled by Cellucci and other local Republicans, Robinson’s misfortunes correlate rather eerily with those of the party that has abandoned him. Long the oppressed minority of Massachusetts politics, the GOP enjoyed a brief renaissance under William Weld, a popular, colorful Rockefeller Republican beloved by the suburbanites. Things have gone rather less well under Cellucci, who took over in 1997 and narrowly won re-election the following year. First came last summer’s “booze cruise” scandal, involving MassPort Director Peter Blute, lobbyists, drunken young women and breast-baring. Then came reports that Lt. Gov. Jane Swift had been commuting via state helicopter and “asking” staffers to baby-sit her daughter. Then came news that the “Big Dig,” a mammoth highway construction project originally slated to cost under $3 billion, was going to cost about $12 billion — roughly the size of a tax cut Cellucci had been energetically promoting.
By the time McCain trounced the Cellucci-endorsed Bush in the primary here last month, the state GOP was becoming something of a punchline itself. Indeed, it seems a little premature for state leaders to dismiss Robinson, fantasy candidate though he may seem; they certainly don’t seem to have any real ones to send on the campaign trail. In 1998, the GOP fielded candidates in only 18 out of 40 state senate races in Massachusetts and 62 out of 160 house races; for the Congress, they could only muster seven candidates for 10 seats.
Robinson’s fortunes, on the other hand, appear to be improving. On Monday, he announced the hiring of two deputy campaign managers, Ian Bayne and Bill Rivers. (Bayne heads a local group calling itself the Massachusetts Republican Society; Rivers — whom Robinson describes as “formerly with the Republican State Committee” — was, according to RSC chairman Brian Cresta, formerly a receptionist and office assistant there). Last Tuesday, the Boston Globe ran a sympathetic profile of Robinson on the cover of its metro section, and while I was with him, a local television crew came by to interview Robinson about “the harmful effects of gossip.”
After the interview, the camera crew asks Robinson to do something at his desk for an action shot. “Making calls, organizing, raising money, eh?” he says expansively. He picks up a cordless phone, fiddles with it, then furrows his brow and remarks that “sometimes they go into channel switching-mode, and you can’t make a call.” He then picks up his cell phone, opens it, fiddles, puts it in his pocket without making a call, and sits down at his desk. “Maybe you can just read some paper and make notations and underline,” the cameraman says helpfully.
Who said running a campaign was easy? “We’re still here,” he says later, “and we’re going to fight.”
Two days after the House managers of President Clinton’s impeachment trial “interviewed” potential witnesses at the Mayflower Hotel in Washington (translation: Relax, we’re wearing sweaters. It’s all off the record. Try the clam dip), the big story is that Monica Lewinsky “gave them nothing.” But what did Dick Morris — pundit, prognosticator, political consultant extraordinaire and Witness No. 2 — give them?
Try this: a secretive network of sleazy private investigators, vengeful politicians, shadowy financiers and partisan journalists working to bring down perfectly respectable public figures. That’s right: It’s the Vast Left-Wing Conspiracy, according to Dick Morris.
In the last six months, Morris has become one of the major purveyors of the notion that there is indeed a conspiracy behind the nation’s current crisis. But whereas Hillary Rodham Clinton sees her husband as the victim, Morris says the targets are congressional Republicans Henry Hyde, Robert Livingston, Helen Chenoweth and Dan Burton, who’ve had sexual indiscretions revealed. Instead of lambasting gossipy dirt-digger Lucianne Goldberg, Morris sets his sights on Terry Lenzner, an investigator with the firm IGI and putative White House enforcer. In place of shadowy right-wing financier Richard Mellon Scaife, we get libertine Hustler publisher Larry Flynt.
If Morris sticks to his charges, he could be the perfect witness for the prosecution: a source from within the Clinton White House who testifies to a corrupt operation to obstruct justice — based on absolutely no evidence.
Morris fired his first salvo in an October New York Post column. He revealed how the 1992 Clinton campaign had “maintained a staff of detectives to dig up dirt on women” and how “Paula Jones’ husband [was] dismissed from his decades-long job with Northwest Airlines just as the CEO of the airline [sought] the Democratic nomination for governor of California.” Morris named the dark forces responsible “the Clinton Secret Police,” and wrote that they were probably the same miscreants who tried to silence Clinton accuser Kathleen Willey by stealing her cat and slashing her car tires.
Then, in a Dec. 8 column, Morris theorized that Clinton aides had hired Jack Palladino to investigate members of the White House’s own Travel Office staff, “presumably to get material to tarnish their reputations.” Two weeks later Morris wrote: “Can anyone seriously believe that the ‘outing’ of incoming House Speaker Robert Livingston’s extra-marital affairs is not the work of the White House Secret Police?”
And so it goes. According to Morris, the secret police dig the dirt, White House staffers like Sidney Blumenthal and communications director Ann Lewis quietly shop the goods and compliant White House propagandists in the media publish the salacious details.
It sounded faintly paranoid when Hillary Clinton accused the president’s enemies of belonging to a vast, right-wing conspiracy. But whereas the first lady was mocked — despite the evidence that a coterie of right-wing lawyers has been behind efforts to smear the president all along — media figures can’t get enough of Dick Morris. Because of his longtime proximity to President Clinton, anything Morris says is automatically assumed to have some basis in fact. And because Morris was formerly a Friend of Bill, the usual standard of neutrality is reversed: Morris actually becomes more credible as he gets more vitriolic. Fox News and various talk shows have rushed to bring Morris on the air to explain the machinations of the White House secret police. And although the White House has vigorously denied the accusations, Republicans have become increasingly emboldened in accusing Clinton of being responsible for the revelations about House Republicans.
It should be noted that Salon itself has been the victim of repeated Morris smears. He wrote in two December columns that the White House was certainly behind the story of Henry Hyde’s “youthful indiscretion” with married hairstylist Cherie Snodgrass, and cited as proof the fact that the magazine featured an interview with President Clinton in an early issue — which isn’t true. He attacked investigative journalist Russ Baker’s meticulously documented exposi of Dan Burton, writing that Ann Lewis “has her fingerprints all over” Baker’s story, and that “the likelihood is that Lewis was involved in the decision to give Baker the green light to publish.” Morris politely refused to be interviewed for this article. “I don’t feel comfortable talking to Salon,” he said when we contacted him in the green room at Fox News. “I don’t like it, I think it’s an administration mouthpiece — at least it was when I was there. Goodbye.”
It’s been just two years since Morris, at what should have been his moment of triumph — Clinton’s imminent reelection — was forced to resign, after his long-term affair with call girl Sherry Rowlands was revealed. Newspapers jumped on his tale of toe-sucking and sharing presidential secrets with this woman who was not his wife, and Morris resigned in disgrace. But not too much disgrace. The release of his bestselling political memoir, “Behind the Oval Office,” less than a year later marked Morris’ makeover. He began writing his weekly column in the Post last April. Around the same time, Morris signed on to Fox News as a political analyst and quickly joined the same punditocracy that, two years earlier, had declared him finished.
All in all, Morris has moved from punch line to pundit with head-spinning speed. But Morris is not without his skills. Even his detractors concede his knowledge, experience and political acumen. Until August 1996, he was known for being relentlessly low-profile and serious about his work. Time once called him “the most influential private citizen in America,” a title that — at least while he was running Clinton’s 1996 campaign — may have been appropriate. After all, Morris is credited with almost single-handedly putting a Democratic incumbent president back in office at a time when Republican ascendancy was practically taken for granted. Morris is articulate, brash, knowledgeable and — thanks to Sherry Rowlands — infamous. In other words, he’s perfect for both Fox and the Post.
True, his 1998 election predictions were wildly off-base (“a likely GOP gain of 30-40 seats”), but in the pundit world, this puts him in excellent company. At the very least, Morris’ two-decade relationship with Clinton and two-year stint as his chief strategist were adequate credentials, if credentials were necessary, to appear on “Larry King Live” and take viewers inside the mind of Bill Clinton.
Dick Morris is, in other words, a consummate insider. There’s just one problem: Despite his insider status, he has offered not a single shred of evidence that a White House secret police exists or that such a group has had anything to do with the “outing” of Republicans’ marital infidelities. A look at Morris’ work in the Post reveals a columnist inordinately fond of such words and phrases as “likely,” “probably” and “almost certainly.” “In fact” is frequently followed by someone else’s opinion. Morris relies heavily on unspecified “published reports,” other people’s unnamed, loosely described sources — never does he cite his own — and the ever-judicious Matt Drudge. And the reporting of many of the more creditable sources he cites specifically, such as Cokie Roberts and the Washington Post, frequently suffers from the same drawbacks. What exactly is a “source close to the White House,” anyway?
The most recent example is the now-discredited “Clinton love child” story, in which tabloid newspaper the Star financed DNA testing for Danny Williams, a boy whose mother claimed he had been fathered by Clinton during her days as a prostitute. Most of the nation’s papers of record ignored the story, but Matt Drudge reported it, after which not just the Post, but the Boston Herald and the Washington Times all followed. Then Fox News and MSNBC immediately jumped on-board. When asked by Fox’s Bill O’Reilly whether he thought the allegations where true, Morris responded, “I have no idea, and there’s no point in speculating.” Good so far, but Morris couldn’t help himself. “But if you’re working for Bill Clinton,” he went on, “you have to wonder. The country’s not going to permit another impeachment trial. So that his hope is that he has to wind this thing down before there is conclusive evidence as to whether that boy is his child, if he is … I think that therefore, his handlers want to close this thing down before the DNA test comes out, because once the impeachment is over, it’s never going to be restarted … and that’s why the White House wants it closed down before any other shoes drop.” In other words, decline to speculate, then speculate. And implicitly confirm the notion that there are more “shoes” — tales of Clinton sexual misconduct — to drop.
It’s not that Morris’ claims are always bereft of fact. White House counsel David Kendall is indeed an attorney for the National Enquirer. Information about Henry Hyde’s and Dan Burton’s affairs did come out just as the GOP was preparing to open impeachment proceedings. And yes, Sidney Blumenthal was a Clinton apologist even before he went to work for the White House — where, after all, one would expect him to be one — and once wrote a nasty article about Republican political consultant Ed Rollins.
And the president is certainly no angel. It seems likely, for instance, that Clinton has used Terry Lenzner’s services to investigate Paula Jones and other women claiming to have had affairs with him. But this is standard practice for such cases, especially high-profile ones. Kenneth Starr, for instance, has hired private eyes to do investigative work for the OIC. But a vast, left-wing conspiracy to uncover Republican sexual indiscretions, masterminded by a woman — Ann Lewis — who Morris frequently describes as incompetent?
For all the attention devoted to Morris’ accusations, he has offered no evidence of anything that could be called a White House conspiracy. No transcripts. No memos or other written documents, signed or unsigned, about a secret police. No tapes. No photographs. Not even quotes from unnamed, ill-defined sources. Nothing but an elaborate sequence of suppositions, claims, coincidences and factoids that would make Fox Mulder wince. For a man who spent two years as Clinton’s chief strategist and many more as a key advisor, who, according to his own book, was once the most important player in the White House after Clinton himself, Dick Morris has remarkably little to show.
And yet the existence of a White House secret police is now increasingly taken for granted. Just as the mainstream press reported as fact unsubstantiated allegations from tabloid outlets throughout the Lewinsky affair, reputable newspapers and less-reputable talk shows have taken on Morris’ ruminations as a matter for serious public discussion. Echo-chamber sourcing — where mainstream papers use tabloid speculation as the basis for news stories, then pundits like Morris use those news articles as their own “reputable” sources — has become the norm.
Now Morris is himself the reputable source. Congressmen who publicly scoffed at the notion of a right-wing conspiracy have repeated Morris’ charges as mantra. Rep. Brian P. Bilbray, R-Calif., for instance, said in December that “anyone who is perceived as a threat to the administration is immediately attacked” as part of the White House’s “scorched earth strategy.” During the same conference, when asked whether he thought the White House had planted the Livingston story, Rep. Thomas J. Bliley Jr., R-Va., replied, “Do you think the sun will come up in the morning?” House whip Tom DeLay has, as usual, called for an FBI investigation.
There’s a real danger here, and not just to Dick Morris’ credibility. For weeks, DeLay has been inviting Republican senators — and only Republicans — over to the Ford Office Building to look at supposed further evidence of presidential wrongdoing, including “actual forcible rape.” Officially, the impeachment managers have decided to ignore these charges. But it would not be cynical to wonder whether resolute Clinton-haters like Rep. Bill McCollum might try to use the trial as an occasion to air Morris’ and DeLay’s accusations in a public and credibility-lending forum like the Senate.
Moderate Republicans seem to be losing enthusiasm for an extended, wide-ranging trial with witnesses, but the moderates have never really been in charge. The witness issue is still up for grabs, and it’s not exactly clear what the House managers want from Dick Morris. One possibility is that they wish to “clear up” the matter of the Lewinsky-trashing press conference that, according to his testimony, Morris had been planning to call until he was dissuaded by Clinton, who was eager not to alienate Lewinsky.
Morris’ grand jury testimony confirmed that the idea for the press conference came from him, not Clinton. But his testimony that Clinton had vetoed the idea so as not to alienate Lewinsky intrigues House managers, who see it as possible evidence that Clinton was trying to get Lewinsky to lie about their affair. He could also be useful if the House managers decide to call Kathleen Willey as a witness. Rep. James Rogan told MSNBC on Monday that he and his colleagues are more interested in White House attempts to silence Willey — such as those described by Morris in the Post — than in her sexual harassment allegations themselves.
Morris himself says that he and the managers discussed two other topics: the gifts Lewinsky gave Clinton that were later retrieved by Betty Currie, and Clinton’s telling Morris, “We just have to win” — which again could be used to bolster the notion that Clinton waged a no-holds-barred crusade to suppress the story, known in impeachment trial parlance as “obstruction of justice.”
As the perjury charge in Article One begins to seem less of an impeachable offense, even if proven, the House managers are leaning hard on the obstruction-of-justice case. They’d like to paint a sordid tale of heavy-handed, White House-orchestrated conspiracy. Dick Morris is the perfect man for the job.
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According to conservatives, it’s the biggest big-government boondoggle to come along in years: “A hidden tax,” thunder Reps. Billy Tauzin, R-La., and Jerry Weller, R-Ill. A “new entitlement,” trumpets the Cato Institute’s Lawrence Gasman. “Sticking it to the taxpayer,” rails Sen. Conrad Burns, R-Mont.
The object of all this opprobrium is a federal program you’ve probably never heard of that springs from a mammoth, 113-page act of Congress you’ll never read. It’s called the E-Rate, and it’s shaping up to become the next great battleground of the information age — with the GOP, free-market ideologues and telecommunications companies on one side and Vice President Al Gore, the Federal Communications Commission and about 30,000 schools and libraries on the other.
The E-Rate is a federal program that helps connect schools and libraries to the Internet. It subsidizes the start-up costs associated with network hubs, Internet-grade wiring and other infrastructural necessities; the poorer the school or library, the higher the discount. It also gives schools and libraries new discounts for their phone service, based on the principle of Universal Service.
The E-Rate is itself an extension of Universal Service, a 70-year-old program that helped make telephone service ubiquitous in this country. In 1934, forward-thinking legislators, realizing that telephones were rapidly becoming essential to modern American life, enshrined Universal Service in the Communications Act passed that year. The program created a system of subsidies that spread the costs of equal access between all phone companies, ensuring that all Americans would have access to affordable telephone service. Business users subsidized residential users, and to a lesser extent, cheap-to-connect urban dwellers subsidized more costly to connect rural users.
The legislators who came up with the original concept understood that Universal Service wasn’t a handout. When telephone service is ubiquitous, everyone benefits — businesses and customers, governments and citizens, rich and poor. The more universal access becomes, the more valuable it is to each individual user.
So just as the original Universal Service was implemented to provide all Americans with equal access to phone services, the E-Rate was intended to help erase the “digital divide,” the gap between technology haves and have-nots. The E-Rate — which Congress passed as part of the 1996 Telecommunications Act — had broad bipartisan support, partly because it wasn’t supposed to cost consumers a dime. Rather, the telephone companies expected to rake in so much dough from the law’s deregulation provisions that they gladly agreed to the E-Rate as an explicit quid pro quo. It was, says Jeffrey Chester of the Center for Media Education, “the only major public interest provision of the 1996 Telecom Act.”
Proponents liken the E-Rate to Eisenhower’s interstate highway bill — a national infrastructure program for the Internet, expensive but temporary. “The E-Rate was never intended as a long-term program,” says Leslie Harris, who heads a nonprofit communications advocacy group. “[Congress] thought, ‘Let’s build the digital highways, provide access for everyone in the United States, and once we’ve made that investment, we won’t need the E-Rate.’” The expectation of E-Rate support helped thousands of schools leverage funding for computer hardware from foundations, governors and school boards.
So why all the pious noise about new entitlements and hidden taxes? Why are the E-Rate’s opponents making schools and libraries out to be the equivalent of digital welfare moms?
Lately it’s begun to dawn on some of the sharper telecommunications companies that the average wired family of the future would be accessing the Web and sending e-mail over local telephone lines. The current E-Rate only applies to schools and libraries, but the industry “views the program as a dangerous precedent,” according to Harris. If the E-Rate is successful, affordable Internet access might become viewed as an essential good à la basic phone service, threatening the vast profits telecommunications companies hope to earn from exponential growth in Internet usage. That’s why they’re working so hard to completely sever any connection between the E-Rate and the Universal Service concept.
The GOP is wholeheartedly backing the telecommunications industry in this effort; Republicans see the E-Rate as a handy political cudgel with which to hammer Gore. The vice president has long been the most vocal and visible supporter of the E-Rate, and he is expected to make education the defining issue of his 2000 presidential campaign. Quite simply, if the current E-Rate program is successful, Gore will get most of the credit, bolstering his education credentials for the upcoming election. So Republicans, most prominently Tauzin, Weller and Burns, have taken to calling the E-Rate the “Gore Tax.” (Never mind that nearly every House Republican, including Weller and Tauzin, voted for the 1996 act that created the E-Rate.)
To avoid seeming anti-education, Republicans are pushing a Tauzin-Weller bill that would scrap the E-Rate program in favor of that perennial Republican panacea, block grants. The block grants would be paid for by one-third of the current 3 percent telephone excise tax, with the rest of the tax being abolished, and would provide about $2 billion for the E-Rate, which is about what the existing program costs.
It sounds good — but there’s a principle at stake: Switching to block grants would yank the E-Rate out from under the protective rubric of Universal Service and throw it into the normal appropriations process, where it will be subject to the usual horse-trading. And that’s just what the telephone industry wants. The Tauzin-Weller bill would also repackage the E-Rate as a GOP-sponsored education program, rather than as a Gore-sponsored extension of the principal of Universal Service. In other words, the Tauzin-Weller bill allows the GOP to take credit for the E-Rate while nicely complementing the aims of the telecommunications industry — which doesn’t want anybody getting any ideas about Internet access as an essential service.
Consumers, as usual, are getting screwed. Deregulation was supposed to usher in an era of huge profits for telephone companies. And it did: The 1996 act’s reduction of access charges (which long-distance companies pay local phone companies) has alone saved those companies $2.4 billion in the last year. That money was supposed to fund the E-Rate — but now, those same companies want to keep the money and, in a particularly cheeky maneuver, charge consumers for the E-Rate.
The main problem for its opponents is that the E-Rate, for obvious reasons, sells pretty well to the public. In its original form, the E-Rate would have directly benefited any child attending one of the 73 percent of U.S. schools with no Internet connection, and especially those millions of schoolchildren whose families can’t afford computers or Internet service at home. This is a rather large constituency, so those who oppose the E-Rate need to redefine it.
Enter the rhetoric of entitlement. By characterizing the E-Rate as a “hidden tax” and a “new entitlement,” Republicans, conservative think tanks and industry lobbyists cast it as an ideological child of the welfare state — just another “big government” program sucking money from the taxpayer. Because they are also proposing to cut the general phone excise tax, the GOP gets to be the party of both fiscal responsibility and educational largess.
“What we’re doing is cutting taxes for nearly everyone in America and saving the E-Rate program in the process,” as Tauzin has put it. Meanwhile, companies like AT&T and BellAtlantic have begun to itemize the “cost” of Universal Service on phone bills, frequently adding a hefty surcharge to cover “administrative expenses.” In combination, these strategies aim to convince consumers not only that they are being bilked, but that they are being bilked for the benefit of the poor — the ThinkPad Queens, if you will.
It’s really a bait-and-switch. The E-Rate was not “hidden”; it was touted as one of the three main goals of the 1996 act and had broad bipartisan support. Nor is it an “entitlement,” any more than laws mandating restaurants to provide wheelchair ramps are a form of welfare. As a report by the Center for Media Education, “Deepening the Digital Divide,” recently noted, the E-Rate is about access: It simply applies the principle of Universal Service, unchallenged for seven decades, to evolving communications technologies. For telephone companies to start itemizing the cost of the E-Rate on telephone bills is like McDonald’s itemizing the cost of a wheelchair ramp on the receipt for a Happy Meal.
Meanwhile, schools and libraries suffer — as do children who are being deprived of tomorrow’s essential workplace skill, computer literacy. Ironically enough, Republican critics of the program have been quick to use the announcement of the most recent wave of E-Rate grants as an occasion to issue self-congratulatory press releases about their support for education.
While waiting for their proposals to scrap the E-Rate to move through Congress, those same Republicans have already pressured the FCC into cutting E-Rate funding by about half — leaving in the lurch thousands of schools that have invested in computer equipment in preparation for E- Rate support.
Jackson County, Fla., is cutting an innovative “distance learning” program that it can no longer afford. Schools in Tennessee have spent $20 million preparing for the E-Rate, money that is now essentially wasted.
“The E-Rate has become a political football,” says the Center for Media Education’s Chester. A football indeed — in a game that consumers, libraries and schools are losing.
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