Mourning Michigan: How Liberal Policies Are Killing The State I Love
August 5, 2008 / 1:06 am • By Dr. Melissa ClouthierWell, I’ve been gone for nearly a week due to technical and transportational difficulties. No computer. My iPhone went haywire, too. So, for five days, I had no meaningful connection to the world except CNN on airport TVs and that is not a meaningful connection. It’s an excruciating connection.
Guess what I did? I went all retro and read a couple books. One stunk. One, is better than I expected. (I Am Legend, the book, bored me to tears; the movie was about as bad.) So, I’ve been reminded of something: there are multiple ways to waste time and reading a crappy book is as bad as surfing the internet.
What took me to airports and bad books, oh, and $15 bucks a suitcase and $3 a bag of cashews (I kid you not) and three hour airport delays? Few things could be worth that suffering. One of those few things: family.
After an eight year absence, I took the trip from stifling Houston to the green, lush outskirts of Flint, Michigan to visit family and friends. I’m still in mourning.
As connected as the internet can now keep us, no email, no digital picture, no webcam, no IM can replace the smell of the hay, the sound of the hushed and remote quiet, the smile of the new baby or old friend, the taste of Grandma’s rice salad, the touch of a loving hug. Technology has its limitations.
The reunion reminded me of what I didn’t know I was missing. Now I know. For so long, I just wanted to get away and forget and be something different. And the difference was forced. But it was artificial, because I went back and couldn’t escape it: this was home. The way my cousins walked and smiled and cocked their heads when they laughed reminded me that I couldn’t escape my genetics. There was no question we were all related. In Michigan generally, hearing the voices, watching the women, especially, I couldn’t escape it. Culturally, I’m a Michigan woman, no matter how hard I try to be a high-maintenance Texas lady. I think the Texas women know I’m a poseur anyway.
Michigan’s beauty overwhelmed me. The rolling fields of corn and hay. The perfectly manicured, vast, unfenced yards. The quiet.
Too quiet.
After all these years, Michigan felt too much the same, only quieter. The Genessee Valley Mall in Flint served as Exhibit “A”. Mind you, the day was magnificent–80 degrees, puffy clouds, no humidity–and so people were outside and enjoying the day if they had any sense whatsoever, but still. The Mall was empty. Barnes and Noble was empty. It reminded me of a Mall that is no longer in business in Auburn, New York. I was there as that Mall died and it was a reflection of the community around it. Jobs had left. People had left. Or people had aged and with a fixed income weren’t shopping all that much. The emptiness and quiet, so comforting at my Uncles farm, felt bleak and lonely at the local Mall.
Michigan, due to ignorant and corrupt government policies and short-sighted unions and auto executives, is dying. People are leaving for better job possibilities elsewhere. People are retiring and living on pensions from the Big Three. People are getting old. The people who remain seem aware and yet not. It is only when a person is exposed to the vibrancy of a city like Houston that the contrast can be made to the sighing exhalation of an aging, diminishing state.
I talked to more than one “company” man discouraged and feeling betrayed by a company he’d given his adult life to. That’s what people did–got married and then married a job and stayed loyal and true to the brand. The younger guys were more philosophical than bewildered. They had seen the instability of the companies and seem to understand their days are numbered. Manufacturing, as it had been known in Michigan, was a thing of the past.
Even being profoundly committed philosophically to open trade, it distressed me to imagine the men (because it is mostly men doing this heavy work) not having a joint to weld or a part to manufacture. As it is, I was told, the steel now comes from Taiwan and rarely from America. Manufacturing still happens down South.
It didn’t have to be this way. Egregious taxation results in disastrous economic consequences. There’s no avoiding it. The Wall Street Journal summed things up nicely (go read the whole thing to get a perspective of how taxes can kill a state):
The tax hikes have done nothing but accelerate the departures of families and businesses. Michigan ranks fourth of the 50 states in declining home values, and these days about two families leave for every family that moves in. Making matters worse is that property taxes are continuing to rise by the rate of overall inflation, while home values fall. Michigan natives grumble that the only reason more people aren’t blazing a path out of the state is they can’t sell their homes. Research by former Comerica economist David Littmann finds that about the only industry still growing in Michigan is government. Ms. Granholm’s $44.8 billion budget this year further fattened agency payrolls.
Michigan’s unemployment rate as of June was 8.5%. It will get worse as GM makes more cuts.
And that’s another thing: the Democrats, for all their lovey lovey talk seem to not understand that high gas prices brutalize the families they ostensibly care about so much. With high gas prices, just getting to work is an issue because money is already tight. Democrats, Obama leading them, seem to think that another industry bailout by the government (taking more money from taxpayers) will solve this problem, but it just creates more of the same. Then, high gas prices change consumer behavior–i.e. they buy smaller vehicles. Plants making bigger vehicles close. The guys working at those assembly plants, the guys working at sub-contractors manufacturing parts for the plants, and the smaller businesses that supply parts for the parts, fold. Jobs are lost. And when jobs are lost, taxes aren’t paid. And then the government services can’t be sustained just when people need them the most. Here’s what the Heritage Foundation found:
Analysts at The Heritage Foundation recently examined how going from $3 and $4 retail to $5 and $6 retail per gallon of gasoline would affect the U.S. economy. If prices continue to rise at an accelerated pace over the course of a year:[1]
Total employment would decrease by 586,000 jobs,
Disposable personal income would decrease by $532 billion,
Personal consumption expenditure would decrease by $400 billion, and
Personal savings would be spent to help pay the cost.
The contrast couldn’t have been greater in Michigan: gorgeous landscape, bereft of people. Again, I am reminded of Upstate New York, where the death occurred fifteen years ago. The Finger Lakes region possesses the striking loveliness that characterizes Michigan. And yet, these once vibrant areas are devoid of industry and the people who fuel it.
Government policies and politicians do have an affect. Cities, states and the whole country rise and fall on one small law at a time. Cumulatively, policies punitive to industry and innovation kill business, kill revenue and kill a family’s ability to survive. Their only choice is to wither with the economy or move.
I don’t want Michigan to die. The death seems so senseless and premature. Like a meth addict who rots from the inside, the big-government politicians have created a craving beast that needs a hit. The true nourishment that comes from innovation and production has been traded for the quick fix of raising taxes.
I don’t want Michigan to die. People I love live and work there. They need jobs. They need to keep their money, not give it all to the government.
I don’t want Michigan to die. It’s home.

















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