by Paul de Armond with Jim Halpin
© 1994, 1995
Larry asked me if I wanted to go for a ride down Highway 9. He was
setting up signs in the east end of Whatcom County for the 1993 Whatcom
County Council Race. After breakfast at Arlis' Restaurant, we headed
out. As we drove east towards Deming, I noticed campaign signs all over
the place. They said, "Support Independence County, Our Hope for
the Future." Funny, the signs weren't there the last time I drove
by. And there is no Independence County.
I stop by Jeff Margolis'
grocery to find out what is going on. It's located in Van Zandt which
has about a half-dozen homes, most of them with yard signs welcoming you
to Independence County. The weathered sign over Jeff's place reads:
Everybody's - The Exotic Store. The tiny place is packed from floor to
ceiling with sundries and groceries. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it," Jeff likes to say. Jeff says the signs are part of
a petition drive that calls for the eastern part of Whatcom county to
secede and form a new county named Independence. A lot of residents, he
says, are unhappy about the county's steep tax assessment increases and
think too much of the money goes for services in Bellingham instead of
the rural areas. Jeff isn't worried by the secession drive. He dismisses
it as "just a gimmick by the Christian
Coalition to get out the vote." I discover later that the secession
petition is a gimmick alright, but not of the Christian
Coalition's making.
The November election turns out to be a shocker. Property rights
activists backed by developers' money win nine out of the ten city and
county races. Foster Rose, a Bellingham City Council incumbent is so
shaken by his defeat, that he lies down and beats his head on the floor,
according to one of his aides who wanders into the Hizzoner's Cafe to
attend the post-election wake.
Proprietarian groups conducted a similar stealth campaign in
Snohomish where they gained a majority on the county council. They also
gutted the Critical Areas ordinances for both counties. The ordinances
are long term land-use plans which counties are required of counties
under the Land Use Management act.
Property owners who work their own land have some very legitimate
complaints. They are being badly hurt by the government policy of
leasing public lands to large ranchers, timber companies and mining
corporations at a fraction of market rates. This depresses commodity
prices for small farmers, loggers and miners.
At the same time taxes on rural property close to urban areas like
the I-5 corridor are rising astronomically as a result of urban sprawl.
Every time a new development goes in the counties have to shell out
money to pay for additional infrastructure like water, sewer, emergency
services, police and roads. To pay for this, the counties often have to
create a Local Improvement District which puts a crushing tax burden on
people who own their own land; if they have a fixed income they may have
to sell it because they can't make the new assessments.
The situation makes it easy for secessionist organizers to attract
rural folks to their cause. They tell property owners that if they
create a new county tax rates will be lower. In reality taxes would
skyrocket because residents would have to bear the cost of building a
whole new county infrastructure from scratch. Also, the property owners
are blissfully unaware that the secessionist leaders are backed by the
developers and land speculators who caused the tax spiral in the first
place. They are hiring the fox to guard the chickens. And the chickens
are them.
I spend a large part of November pouring over precinct returns with a
pencil and calculator and in December I drop by Independence County
Headquarters in Deming. It's in a mall belonging to Doug Howard, an
Independence County organizer. The style is nouveau rustic with real
logs holding up a porch roof. There are only a half-dozen small shops
and some have posters in the window of Bill
Clinton with a FREE ZONE sign stamped across his face. Nobody's
in at Independence Headquarters so I go next door to Howard Financial
Services. Howard comes out from behind a partition and greets me
affably. He's a recent and somewhat controversial arrival in the area.
He's a preacher at a fundamentalist church in the Nooksack Valley and he
packs a pistol. The Independence office looks like an American Opinion
Bookstore that collided with a campaign headquarters. A poster on the
wall proclaims the ten planks of the Communist Manifesto, the first of
which calls for, "Abolition of property in land and application of
all rents of land to public purpose." There are yard signs and big
piles of literature all over the place. I take a sample from every pile;
it's the beginning of a file that eventually will be a yard long.
While I harvest the handouts, Howard is talking away about how
Independence County will lower everybody's taxes and improve services.
Finally I have everything I want except a copy of the secession
petition. I ask him for one and he says we'll have to go next door. In
his office he brings out a leather attache case stuffed with filled-out
petitions. He shows them to me and says blandly that he doesn't have any
blank ones. I don't have a poker face and Howard is no fool. He's
figured out that I don't like what I've seen. He leans forward and
without a smile says flatly, "We're taking over." I mull the
phrase over on the drive home: "The hell you are," I say.
My next stop is the library to check the Bellingham Herald index for
articles on county secession. There are only two, a measure of the
success of the stealth campaign and the ineptitude of the Herald. The
stories say that there is a second petition effort to carve yet another
county (called Pioneer) out of Whatcom. They also mention, almost in
passing, that secessionists are circulating petitions to create seven
new counties along the I-5 corridor: Whatcom, Snohomish, King, Pierce
and Thurston counties would all be dismembered. I'm stunned. Is there a
conspiracy to seize political power in the Puget Sound Basin; if so
doesn't anybody know? Or care?
I start making random calls to watchdog groups about county
separatist and property rights groups. It pays off in a contact with
Kathy Kilmer at the Wilderness
Society in Denver
who tells me of something called the Wise Use Movement. Looking up
articles indexed on the InfoTrak CD-ROM
guide to periodicals, I find a burst of national news that started in
late 1991 and petered out in early 1993. The Wise Use Movement (it
usually appears in capital letters) is some sort of loose coalition of
industry lobbying groups, conservative advocates, and grass-roots
activists whose goal is to repeal or drastically modify all
environmental regulation. The most frequently mentioned Wise Use leaders
are Ron Arnold, Chuck Cushman, and Alan Gottlieb. All of them live in
Washington. Arnold appears to be the principle ideologue, Cushman is a
field activist and Gottlieb is a less visible fund-raiser.
There are some scary things in the articles. Wise Use opponents are
frequently assaulted and harassed. Articles also cite Wise Use's links
to Rev. Sun Myong Moon's Unification Church; Rev Moon's stated goal is
to turn the U.S., and indeed the world, into a theocracy.
Based on my the sketchy information, I start drawing charts with
Gottlieb and Arnold's Center for the Defense of Free Enterprise in
Bellevue at the top, and all the various property rights and secession
organizations at the bottom. It is confusing and ultimately futile,
because of the complexity of the links between the various groups. Wise
Use looks a lot more like an intelligence operation than a grass-roots
political movement.
I get hold of an Independence County secession petition and study it
closely. There is something in it that bothers me and I finally figure
out what it is: A boldly displayed notice; "Return this petition by
November 1." This infers that the petition is going to be on the
ballot in the November 1993 elections. But you don't vote on a petition,
which is merely a request to the legislature for a specific action. The
legislature can act on the petition, ignore it or reject it, as it
chooses. It was an astonishingly daring ploy but it worked; most of the
petition signers that I query say they thought that they were putting
the secession issue on the ballot. Today - seven months after the
November elections - the Independence County Committee is still
gathering signatures on forms which still bear the injunction to,
"Return this petition by November 1."
I show the petition to Tip Johnson, my closest friend for twenty
years. He agrees that something is very wrong. The next day we drive off
to Olympia
for answers. On impulse we drop by the Everett
Herald and ask for information about secession groups in
Snohomish County. Reporter Bob Wodnik tells us to talk to Darrell
Harting of the Snohomish Property Rights Association. "The property
rights and the secession groups are cross breeding." he says.
Harting's office is another small storefront in another rural strip mall
and Harting is in. He's sitting at a table behind a poster of a
panhandler holding a sign that says, "WILL WORK FOR SEX."
Harting looks like a Santa
Claus who has shaved his beard but kept the mustache. His shirt
sports a protector with a five-year supply of ball points and a badge
that urges you to "SAVE THE SPOTTED COW." He seems glad to see
us, an attitude that will not last through the interview.
Tip is the politician and folksier than I am, so we've agreed that
he'll do the talking. While he's telling Harting we're from Whatcom
County and interested in the secession movements, I notice two brochures
pinned to bulletin board that look vaguely familiar. Then I stop
breathing and, "almost lose it," as Tip grumbles afterwards.
The brochures call for creating two new counties named Freedom and
Skykomish from parts of Snohomish County. What strikes me breathless is
that the format and text are boilerplate copies of the Independence
County brochures. The only difference is the color of the paper and the
names of the counties. This is our first clue that the secession
movements may be directed by a single entity. I ask Harting if we can
have copies of some of his literature and he affably tells me to help
myself. I gather up everything in sight, including the Freedom and
Skykomish County petitions which not unexpectedly are also boilerplate
copies of their Independence County counterpart.
Tip asks Harting how many members he has. Harting waves at a computer
and says: "The membership is in there but we keep it secret so the
county government can't harass them."
The membership may be publicity-shy but it's obviously active because
Harting is often interrupted by telephone calls, at least a half-dozen
during our short visit. He cautions every caller that SNOCO PRA can't
engage in political activities. That, he tells them, would be a
violation of the group's tax-exempt status. Between calls he tells us
he's skittish about electioneering because he once got in trouble with
the IRS
for violating the tax status of a trade organization he was working
with.
In spite of his alleged determination not to get involved in
politicking, he tells us that he is studying the Catron County strategy.
"We've got all the Catron documents," he says, waving at a
file cabinet. Neither Tip nor I have the foggiest where Catron County is
or what its plans are but we nod as knowingly as we had been born there.
"You get the feeling that there's a group even higher up
directing things," Tip remarks. This stops the conversation dead
and Harting's attitude cools perceptibly. He asks us to write down our
names and addresses, "so we can stay in touch." We chat a
while longer but it's obvious the interview is over. I distract Harting
with a $5 donation while Tip filches back the paper with our names and
addresses. We thank Harting and we really mean it. We are almost to the
door when Harting calls out to us: "Didn't you fellows give me your
addresses?"
"Yes," says Tip, truthfully.
Harting is searching frenetically through the scattered papers on his
desk as we scuttle into the street. Tip dodges into a health food store.
I follow him and we crouch behind a stand piled with books on how to
live forever by eating right. By now we've attracted the attention of
everyone in the store. My ears are burning. A young woman comes over to
ask, "Can I help you?" Tip explains that we are fleeing from
the property rights zealots next door. This seems to satisfy her, which
makes me wonder if this is a common occurrence around here.
We drive on towards Olympia
wondering what the Catron Count strategy is. It will be weeks before I
find out that Catron county is a monumental story that the national
media and even the marginal press have overlooked almost completely. In
fact, the sole source I can find is an article in the April 4, 1994 Los
Angeles Times.
Catron County is in Western
New Mexico. It's nearly as big as Massachusetts
but with a population the size of Clyde Hill's - about 3,000 people.
Many of the residents run small herds of cattle or mine silver deposits
- often on public lands. When the government started setting aside
sanctuaries for the Mexican spotted owl and other endangered species
livelihoods were curtailed and a sawmill employing 75 people had to shut
down. Catronians got mad and three years ago their county commissioners
did something to placate them. They passed an ordinance calling for the
arrest of any federal agent who violated residents' civil rights. They
claimed they had a historic " civil right" based on
"custom and culture" to work the land pretty much as it had
always been worked; and they produced treaties and land grants dating
back to the 16th century to prove it. In essence Catronians claimed the
right to overgraze, overcut and pollute just as they had before the feds
started passing environmental protection laws in the 1970's.
If the ordinance was a bluff, it was a risky one because the county
had only six law officers to pit against the most powerful entity on
earth - the U.S. government. In any case, it worked. County officials
cowed the U.S. Forest service into promising to consult with them on all
land-use decisions. Carl Pence, acting supervisor of the Gila National
Forest, admitted to the
Los Angeles Times that: "Some of our people did feel
intimidated. They thought they might be in some danger."
To insure that the consultations came to naught, the Catronians set
up a bewildering obstacle course of committees and panels designed to
exhaust the resources of the federal agencies. This also worked, meaning
that Catron County has, so far, successfully usurped federal authority
over public lands. Inspired by Catron's brass and encouraged by and the
federal government's poltroonery some 300 western counties are now
claiming sovereignty over the federal lands within their boundaries. In
Washington, there are at least 16 counties that are delving into Catron
strategies. So far the only legal test of Catron-like claims has been in
Idaho
where a federal judge ruled that they violated the supremacy clause of
the constitution, which holds the federal government as sovereign.
I eventually obtain two documents on Catron County. One is a nine
page booklet published by the Catron County commissioners. Titled
"A Brief Description of the County Government Movement," it
has five sections on the role of county governments, protection of
custom and culture, joint land use planning--county governments and
federal agencies and how citizens initiate a comprehensive land use
plan.
The other document is, "The Power and Authority of County
Government, distributed by the National Federal Lands Conference in Bountiful,
Utah. Ron Arnold, the Bellevue Guru who conceived and helped
found Wiser Use, sits on the advisory council. There are at least 25
copies of the document circulating in Washington. Copies have been
ordered by Chelan, Grant, Lincoln, Okanogan, Pend Orille, and Walla
Walla
counties, as well as by the county secessionists. If the secessionists
have a hidden agenda, the Catron County "custom and culture"
ordinances are a major part of it.
In Olympia,
we cold-call at the Public
Disclosure Commission and after a short wait meet with a staffer
named Joe
Beck. We start filling him in on what we've learned about
property rights groups. "We know that the Pioneer County
organization made a $300 political contribution," I say, and I show
Beck a copy of a Public
Disclosure form wherein the Keystone
PAC in Bellingham reports receiving the money. "That looks like
it's worth investigating," says Beck. [Donations of $200 in one
month or $500 in three months trigger a requirement for full financial
reporting.
We also give Beck a copy of the financial feasibility of creating
Independence County prepared by Prof. Richard O. Zerbe of the University
of Washington. The document is on the letterhead of Zerbe and
Associates but lists the telephone and fax numbers of the U of W's
Graduate School of Public Affairs as belonging to Zerbe's business. In a
telephone interview Zerbe told Tip that he had prepared three such
reports at a cost of, "between $1,000 and $3,000 each," for
the Freedom, Cedar and Independence County Committees.
The study attempts to prove that rural areas are supporting urban
areas with their tax money but according to Whatcom Count Assessor Keith
Wilnauer, the opposite is true. Zerbe's estimate of income is based
solely on property taxes which produce only about one-third of the
county's tax revenues. The other two-thirds comes from sales, excise and
business taxes which by an overwhelming percentage are generated in
urban areas.
The county secession movement is also political folly, according to a
highly-placed state source who insists on anonymity: "These people
don't understand their own interest. If the eastern half of the counties
break away it will give control of where most of the money and the
people are to the democrats, probably forever. If I were a liberal in Seattle,
I'd be giving these people money."
We also show Beck that the petitions and brochures from the
Independence, Pioneer and Freedom groups are boiler plate, indicating
that their activities and those of other county secession groups around
the state might be directed by a covert political group.
"That sounds like Alan Gottlieb," says Beck, more to
himself than to us. Tip asks if Gottlieb is involved with the new county
movement. Beck avoids answering the question directly but says Gottlieb
is concerned with property rights issues. He promises to pass our
information on and says we'll be notified of whatever action they take.
Tip and I are kids again, cavorting down Capitol Way, nyuk-nyuking
like the Three
Stooges. We've got our big breakthrough: If the PDC finds that
the secession committees are lobbying, they will have to open their
financial records for public inspection and we will then know who is
financing them. We have yet to discover that the PDC operates with a
Kafakesque inscrutability that soon will drive us to despair.
The Public
Disclosure Commission was created by initiative in the mid-70's
because voters thought lobbyists were controlling legislators with
under-the-table payoffs. RCW 42.17 states the commission's raison d'etre
succinctly in the first paragraph. "The public's right to know of
the financing of political campaigns and lobbying and the financial
affairs of elected officials and candidates far outweighs any right that
these matters remain secret and private." This same quotation is
prominently displayed on PDC stationary and the wall of its office.
The PDC has had a hard time living up to it's mission. Legislators
see the agency as a threat and insure that it's always underfunded and
understaffed. This has produced a curious standoff; the PDC investigates
only petty violations law and the legislators refrain from strangling it
completely. In 1992, it came to light that public funds, staff and
facilities had long been used by the party caucuses and certain
legislators for campaign purposes. The PDC decided that there wasn't any
problem that required action. Unfortunately for the PDC, there is a
little known clause in RCW 42.17.400 (4) called a "citizen's
action." It says that any citizen can send a letter to the Attorney
General and the county prosecutor where a violation occurs and tell them
to get busy. If they don't, the citizen may then bring suit in the name
of the state. Attorneys call this the "the bounty hunter
clause."
To Olympia's
horror, Common Cause invoked the clause. The ensuing investigation
revealed the PDC as toothless and lethargic; the legislators looked like
looters run amok. The dust still hasn't settled. The PDC director
resigned and the assistant director retired. There are new appointments,
a vacant seat on the commission and another commissioner's retirement.
Melissa Warheit, the new executive director, has not arrived from Ohio
when Tip and I show up with a new and equally unwelcome call to arms.
Our request to the PDC is clear and straightforward. Pioneer County
Committee made a $300 contribution to a PAC and we want them to file the
required disclosure statement. We don't hear back from the PDC, so I
start calling. I get replies like, "I know you're not going to be
happy with this...I hope you're prepared to be disappointed... "
Finally on February 10, the PDC sends sent letters to all seven
secession groups requesting that they register as grassroots lobbying
organizations. Replies are expected by February 24. They never come. My
repeated calls to the PDC for information earn me only evasive answers
and an astronomical phone bill. It isn't until early March that I
receive any news and it's bad. David Clark, PDC deputy director, says
The Cedar County Committee [which wants to secede from King County] has
petitioned the PDC for a declaratory order. This is a formal statement
asking the PDC to justify it's opinion that the county secession groups
are lobbying organizations.
A hearing is scheduled on March 24 on the declaratory order but
canceled because the PDC had failed to send a copy of the order to Cedar
County Committee's attorney. He has my sympathy. In April, another
continuance was granted because the PDC had withheld all information
from Cedar County Committee's attorney, wrongly claiming that it was
exempt from disclosure. The PDC's bungling makes me more determined than
ever to keep digging on my own.
I again telephone Kathy Kilmer at the Wilderness
Society in Denver
for advice on where to look and she suggests I contact the Western
States Center in Portland
where the Montana
AFL-CIO,
alarmed by Wise Use anti-labor activities, has funded the Wise Use
Exposure Project. I telephone Tarso Ramos, the project's chief
researcher and he suggests we exchange information Sunday in the Bijou
Restaurant in Portland.
Ramos is in his early 30's, slender,fine-featured and the handsomest
man in the Bijou. He hasn't brought his files with him, though he had
promised I could look at them. Apparently, the exchange of hard
information is going to be one way. I sigh and hand over a report I had
written up for him. Tarso scans it and says, "It's not as
monolithic as this."
Tarso does give me a connection to the county's foremost expert on
Rev. Sun Myong Moon, a guy named Dan Junas who lives in Seattle.
It turns out that all of the articles which mention Arnold and
Gottlieb's ties to the Unification Church all trace back to a 1991 Seattle
Times series of investigative stories on the Moon organization.
The stories were written by Walter Hatch, one of the best investigative
reporters in the state. Dan Junas was a major source.
Junas' office is near Pioneer Square in a converted warehouse teaming
with artists, craftsmen and technological peasants. Dan welcomes me into
the ranks of a small and very select group; researchers who are
exploring the shadowy corners of the Far Right in America. According to
Dan, there are only about two dozen people actively pursuing this type
of research. He seems quite pleased that I have blundered into the
situation. I am, he says, the only person investigating Wise Use
operations at the grassroots level. I'm both relieved to finally come
out of the cold and disturbed by some of the things he tells me. The
vague warnings of danger that I have been picking up, he says, are real.
Offices have been broken into, files stolen, threats made.
Junas gives me the telephone number of David Helvarg, a San
Francisco journalist who writes on violence against
environmentalists. On the phone Helvarg tells me that there are,
"hundreds of cases and over 120 serious crimes [against
environmentalists] in the last two years." Much of the violence, he
says is in areas where property rights activists with Wise Use ties are
struggling to overturn environmental regulations.
In Whatcom and Snohomish Counties, threats and harassment against
environmentalists, candidates and elected officials are also all too
familiar. Those I query are almost as reluctant as some rape victims to
talk about their attackers. Tip, who is receiving an increasing number
of anonymous death threats over the phone, is one of the few local
victims who'll discuss his harassment. Two candidates in the county
election are among the prey. One had her headlights smashed while she
was in a public meeting. Another was followed home from a meeting by a
car that tail-gated her all the way to her driveway. A third woman had a
car try to run her down while she was jogging.
Tip and I worry a lot about the violence because we're attending
property rights and separatist meetings. Our first Pioneer County
secessionist meeting is held on a Tuesday night at a place called the
Custer Sportsmen's Club. It's ten miles northeast of Ferndale, which is
to say nowhere, so we get lost. We're late and nervous and it doesn't
help when we see that the club has a shooting range. But, hey, we step
through the door right into the middle of a Norman
Rockwell painting, circa 1936.
There are two dozen men and women in the room eating at half a dozen
tables. By the door there's a big spread of homemade casseroles, jello
salads, cakes and cookies. An elderly lady tells us to help ourselves.
We take coffee and cookies, sit down at a table and starting chatting
with the folks there. The continuous pop pop pop of small arms fire
punctuates the conversation.
The meeting is utterly informal; people who feel like talking just
stand up and do it. One speaker says he thinks there shouldn't be any
zoning laws at all. He's careful to say he is only speaking for himself,
but nobody takes the other side. A woman says she's concerned that,
"All those people in the city think they have the same rights as us
and they don't even own a stick of property."
[Stokes is in this article
from this point on. You can go to the top to read
entire article, or start from here]
After a while, Harold Andreason, the leader of the Pioneer County
Committee, says he has good news: The Freedom County Committee [in
Snohomish] has acquired enough signatures on their secession petition to
send it to the legislature. Andreason says he spent the previous night
in Snohomish County working with John Stokes [Freedom County
spokesman] on its press releases.
Next morning I call Stokes at Freedom County headquarters, which is
in his home at Lake Goodwin. It's pretty early but John is tickled to
talk to somebody. He sounds kind of manic, as though he hasn't slept
for several days, which may account for the squirrely plan he outlines
to me: He's decided not to submit the signatures to the secretary of
state because he's sure the secretary has, "orders to sit on
them."
"Then how are you going to get them validated, John?"
"I've already validated them myself."
Stokes proudly explains that his committee has copies of all the voter
registration records and that they have carefully checked every
single signature and verified that they are all registered voters. He
plans to hold on to the self-validated petitions because there is going
to be, "a complete turnover in the legislature after the next
elections," and that the 1995 session will be controlled by people
supportive of property rights.
"How do you know that new candidates are going to be put
forward?"
"I just know but I'm not going to tell you who is
involved."
"Okay, then who's involved with organizing Freedom County?"
"We've decided I'm the only spokesman. The others don't want
their identity known."
"Why not?"
"Because that's just the way it is."
"That's a hard position to argue with. Anyway, I want to thank
you for a good interview."
"Yeah, the press always likes talking to me."
"I'm sure they do, John."
Some weeks later, Stokes gives a talk to the Arlington Chamber of
Commerce. in the back of Weller's Chalet Restaurant. His subject is,
Should Arlington Be the County Seat of the Soon-to-Be Freedom County?
John begins by leading the Pledge of Allegiance so ostentatiously that
even Republican teeth start grinding. After a few remarks, he says that
the secession is off until 1995..."when we'll have a whole new
legislature. Between these new county movements you have 300,000
voters...who will be demanding that the legislature obey the
constitution and implement the new counties."
The audience chills when Stokes turns xenophobic and racist: He
states flatly that the Growth Management Act will place "job
allocations limits" on areas where no new employment will be
allowed: "They've allowed cities in the southern counties to buy
out of this with mitigation fees"... ...They don't have to take
their fair share of low income housing. They can buy their way out of
it, so it's going to be dumped up here in the north. We're talking about
not only low income...but we're talking about special- needs housing,
Haitian immigrants, Chinese
immigrants, Russian immigrants, uneducated people, people with HIV,
criminally insane, sexual predators..."
This is too much for one woman who stands up and says, "I
personally have a problem about that, about Freedom County...When I hear
these things: that Freedom County is biased and bigoted, and maybe they
should have sheets over their heads with two eyeholes."
At the end of the meeting Stokes tells Mayor Kraski that if Arlington
doesn't campaign to become the site of the future county seat that it
will end up in [nearby] Smokey Point. "I'm going to pass that
on," says Kraski, "to Smokey Point."
By the time March arrives, I've had my fill of property rights
propaganda and I'm worrying a lot about walking into an isolated meeting
hall some night and hearing somebody say, "There he is, let's get
him." The day before Tip and I are slated to present our evidence
to the Public
Disclosure Commission, I get an electrifying tip over the phone:
"Chuck Cushman, of Wise Use's terrible trio, is in town. And he's
holding a meeting at the Rome
Grange." Holy Hell! I spend most of the day on the phone arranging
for friends to video-tape Cushman in action.
At 4:30 p.m. I'm heading out the door to pick up Tip. Our plan is to
attend the meeting then drive through the night to Olympia
so we can be at the PDC hearing in the morning. The phone rings. It's
Melissa Warheit, director of the PDC, telling me that a continuance has
been granted on the Cedar County petition for a declaratory order. I
insist on coming. Warheit says that if I do I won't be allowed to speak.
"It's going to be pretty difficult," I say acerbically,
"to deny public comment at a hearing of the only body in the state
charged with seeing that there is open and fair public process." In
the end Warheit says Tip or I can speak but not about Cedar County, nor
can we submit any documents that refer to it.
The Rome
Grange parking lot is full by the time we arrive and there are cars
jammed every which way along the highway. The first floor of the grange
has nobody in it except two young guys with fertilizer hats and big belt
buckles talking to Sharon Pietala, Independence County Treasurer.
Everybody else, including Tip, is trying to get upstairs to hear Cushman.
But I can't tear myself away when I see what's in the room: Six 6-foot
long tables, practically collapsing under the weight of Wise Use
literature...enormous piles of propaganda... a 30 foot-wall of the
stuff. I am in primary document heaven. I start Hoovering up the
literature as Sharon moves towards me. "Wow, oh boy, this is
great," I tell her. I must have a fairly crazed look on my face
because she moves to the other end of the room as far from me as she can
get.
When I do get around to Cushman it's too late. I can barely squeeze
into the overflow crowd on the stairwell. "Was the spotted owl
about a saving the owl?" thunders Cushman rhetorically. Shouts of
"No." "It's was about stopping logging, wasn't it?"
"Yeaaah!"
The guy's a real pro. His timing is good, the punch lines hit home
and the crowd loves him. But I'm not going to stand in the stairwell all
night listening to bumpf. Anyway, we have the gig covered on video. It's
starting to rain as we thread our way through the densely packed cars.
We hit the road and drive through the night to Olympia.
At the PDC meeting, Chairman Irene Henniger gives Tip ten minutes to
speak. He tells the commissioners that the documentation we are
submitting indicates that there are many groups electioneering in
violation of the public disclosure laws and that there appears to be a
larger organization coordinating them.
"This organization is essentially like a political party with a
few different central committees and lots of precincts organized by area
and interest," says Tip. "They have the ability to communicate
up and down and supply support services...The whole thing is really a
direct assault on the Growth Management Act...
"Keep in mind," interrupts Henniger, "that we are
concerned about the disclosure of what's going on, not the ins
and outs, the legality of things...Your ten minutes is pretty much
up."
Tip and I make the trip home in sullen silence. While the PDC
dawdles, Wise Use groups are running political campaigns, gathering
petition signatures and seducing ever-larger blocks of voters.
April Fools' Day marks the fourth month of our effort to tell the
Olympian bureaucracy that somebody is stealing the state. We still have
no indication that they have heard us. So we are not surprised when
Warheit phones on the day before the April PDC hearing with the usual
message: We need not attend the hearing because the Petition for a
Declaratory Order has been continued again. As usual, I insist. As
usual, she resists and finally agrees under the usual conditions: Tip
can talk but must not utter the words, "Cedar County". Nor can
any documents we submit refer to this nonexistent and unmentionable
place.
At the meeting Tip tries to tell the commissioners that what concerns
him is not the that a secession group may have violated a minor
disclosure regulation but that there appears to be, "a network of
organizations that are functioning as an unreported political party and
creating a stealth campaign."
A little later Tip makes a serious slip and mentions Cedar County.
Chairwoman Henninger reminds him that the matter has been removed from
the agenda and continued to the next meeting. She is, of course, in the
right. But now Tip is mad; he starts passing around two versions of a
document submitted in the Cedar County petition: "This is the
original form of the document...and you will notice that some very
important things are missing," he says tightly..."We don't
believe that you need a declaratory order, we believe you should
initiate an investigation."
"That is for our staff to determine...whether we should initiate
an investigation," says Henninger, who is getting pretty upset
herself.
"Unfortunately," says Tip icily, "when we send
something to the staff of the Public
Disclosure Commission, it disappears. When we request something
from the Public
Disclosure staff it doesn't appear. Since last month I've made
three separate requests and I know of two other requests that have been
made for copies of the draft declaratory order. They have not been
sent...Now I have decided we are not interested in the declaratory
order... Henninger (interrupting): Well, then lets...
Tip (interrupting): We're not interested in Cedar County...
Henninger (interrupting): But this is what we have to deal with....I
mean, I'm sorry...
Tip (his voice rising): Well the time is very short and this
commission is going to find itself in a very unusual and, difficult
position. It's going to be impossible for this commission and this
agency to inspire any confidence in the public because there is a
political oversight that's occurring now of such huge proportions
that...
Henninger (interrupting): We have received the information ....from
you today...
Tip: (interrupting): How much more time have I got?"
Henninger: I'm sorry, but...
Afterwards, Tip and I drink coffee in nearby Woerner's. We're still
feeling an adrenal pleasure from the confrontation but we fear we've
alienated the only state body charged with investigating the complaints
we've filed. We decide to keep in the PDC's face until, as Tip puts it,
there are hockey games in hell."
With nothing to lose I call the commission every day on the week
before the May PDC meeting to ask is they have granted another
continuance. Tip describes this as, "cruel but fair." When the
third Tuesday arrives, I'm at the PDC and so is the Cedar County
contingent; David O. Fields, Warren Iverson and Attorney Rhys Sterling.
Fields and Iverson are both middle aged, corpulent and the same height.
In fact, they are so alike that if their last
names weren't different I'd swear they were twins. They even have
even styled their hair the same way and are wearing indistinguishable
blue shirts.
Sterling has shiny black hair and is impeccably turned out as befits
any attorney who needs all the edge he can get. He tells the
commissioners (repeatedly) that the Cedar County Committee is not
lobbying because if it collects the required number of signatures on the
petition the legislature has no choice but to approve it.
After various commissioners knock various holes in this argument,
Assistant Attorney General Chip Holcomb says bluntly that the issue of
whether or not a petition is a ministerial act is not relevant. He
points out that initiatives are ministerial acts: "The legislature
can't change one comma or one period." Yet they are required to
report as grass roots lobbying organizations when they circulate
petitions.
Warren Iverson also stands up: What's troubling him is not Sterling's
weak case but that the Communist Manifesto poster I picked up in
Independence County headquarters so many months previously has for
reasons known only to PDC file clerks found it's way into the Cedar
County dossier. Iverson fears that the document will tar Cedarians with
a communist label if it is not expunged. It could, he says, be
especially damaging to committee members who work for the federal
government and have "high security clearances."
The entire commission is staring at Iverson with the expression that Margaret
Dumont used to adopt when Harpo
Marx would take a live turkey from underneath his coat and present it to
her.
Iverson, who is already unhappy, gets even more upset when a
commissioner informs him that the committee does not tell its staff how
to build it's files. Nor is Iverson reassured when another commissioner
says dryly that the hearing records are enough to disassociate him from
the ten planks of the Communist Manifesto.
The decision the commissioners are going to make couldn't be more
obvious if they all took out white handkerchiefs and put them on their
heads: They vote unanimously to require the secession committees to
report their finances. Later Melissa Warheit tells me that Sterling
contacted her within hours of the hearing; he is filing for a Stay of
Judgement pending an appeal of the PDC decision in Superior Court. If
the stay is granted, any disclosure will be blocked for at least four to
six months.
Epilogue - October 1994
Since this article was written at the end of June 1994, very little
has changed. In exchange for Cedar County not filing for a Stay of
Judgement, the Attorney General's office agreed not to request immediate
disclosure. The Assistant Attorney General and Cedar County agreed to a
court date in August. They then filed in the wrong court and the judge
informed them on the day of the hearing that he does not handle these
types of cases. The case has now been rescheduled to be heard by a
different judge on November 10 at 1:00pm in Thurston County Superior
Court. None of the secession organizations have volunteered to register
or file any reports. The Independence County office in Deming closed
about the time of the PDC hearing on the declaratory order.
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