Committee to Defeat Itself

A crusade to bring down President Bush looks a lot like a warm-up to a riot

Before all the fighting and bickering, before the arguments that seem to bring George W. Bush that much closer to reelection, 65-year-old Ruth Pleva sits comfortably between the oversized cushions on her living room couch. She fiddles with a brie-and-cracker spread on the table in front of her and spears plump strawberries with toothpicks. Guests will be here any second. "I used to say that the most difficult group to deal with is family," says Pleva, a thoughtful Boca Raton grandmother who has spent three decades as a marriage counselor. "Now I say it's people in politics."

A few months ago, Pleva had the inspired idea of forming an army. She collected family members and friends -- mainly retirees in suburban Boca who wanted to oust the president -- and formed a group she calls the Committee to Defeat Bush. Her followers circulated fliers to gather more members. "That's not easy around here," her husband, Hu, a retired dress manufacturer, says as he aligns chairs in a circle around the couch. "Everywhere's gated. You have to sneak in on your bicycle to put fliers on the cars."

Even so, the Committee to Defeat Bush quickly became as hot in Boca as free tickets to a Babs concert. Its first assembly drew 500 supporters to hear state lawmakers speak at the South County Civic Center. The second assembly, in December, drew 200 more for a debate on touch-screen voting machines headlined by Janet Reno. That kind of attention to a political event is rare in Palm Beach County. "People around here are not interested in politics," Ruth Pleva explains. "You ask someone who their politicians are and they have no clue. Ask them where to go to eat and they can name 25 restaurants. So this was a big feat for us."

Ruth Pleva: What the Democrats need is a  good marriage counselor.
Colby Katz
Ruth Pleva: What the Democrats need is a good marriage counselor.

But nothing in politics -- particularly Democratic politics -- is simple. "I do not belong to any organized political party," humorist Will Rogers once told an interviewer. "I'm a Democrat." Confirming the abiding wisdom of Rogers' words, those who came together January 12 in Pleva's living room with the shared goal of unseating a perceived White House tyrant have agreed on little since.

From the beginning, with two dozen of Palm Beach County's most active Democrats settling in Pleva's living room, things go badly.

Ellie Whittey, a retired county elections-office worker with flowing blond hair and tight-fitting jeans, kicks it off by announcing a group she's formed called the West Palm Beach Democratic Club. With about a dozen other Democratic clubs already in existence in the county, the reaction in the room is less than enthusiastic. Pipes up a disgruntled Pauline Grande: "I'm not going to join what looks like a splinter group of malcontents of other organizations."

And they're off, with shouted remarks about unity and togetherness mixed with volleys of flinty non sequiturs. Whittey tries unsuccessfully to calm the crowd and then changes the subject. It's been difficult getting other Democratic clubs to join the cause against Bush because it's hard to contact them, she complains.

"We need to e-mail everyone and tell them to join," one man blurts out.

"I've tried this," interrupts Democratic activist Anita Bragin. "Most of the club presidents don't have e-mails, and if they do, they don't pass it on to the members. And there are a lot of people around here who still don't have e-mail, let alone know how to use a computer." This is clearly not the high-tech crowd.

It's only a few minutes into the meeting and the room is already thick with random thoughts about Wesley Clark, gossip found on the Internet about Pat Buchanan, or complaints about the meeting's lack of direction. Pleva remains calm, facing the group in lofty marriage-counseling mode, trying to remain sensitive to the far-ranging ideas sailing around. She answers each with a thoughtful, drawn-out "OK" while nervously consulting the forgotten agenda. Suddenly, she skips ahead to item number four. "I've got this idea," she says. "If we flood newspapers across the country with hundreds of letters from all of us, they have to write about us."

"They will be so inundated they will have to write a story," Whittey agrees. "I mean, this is the site, after all, of the 2000 election. Hanging chads and butterfly ballots and all that."

A long shot, several say dismissively. Pleva refers it to the group's "media committee," which, it turns out, barely exists. Elly Rakowitz, the appointed head of the media committee, announces: "I'm currently the chair, but I'm looking for someone to replace me."

Someone in the back shouts a question: What about throwing the group's support to a designated Democratic candidate?

"We do not support any one candidate," Pleva says firmly.

"Until next summer," Bragin corrects. "Then we'll support the nominee."

"No!" screams Grande. "We support nobody. The only thing we support is getting rid of that doofus."

"All right," Pleva interrupts, as Whittey helps by clanking her rings on a water glass to end the argument. "Let's go on to the next item. I want to introduce Bruce Serell." Pleva points her one-page agenda at a middle-aged man in a tie-less white dress shirt with a cell phone clipped to his belt. He's president of the Florida Grassroots Project, another Boca-based group that aims to oust Bush. The group has a snazzy website, a few dozen members, and plans to hold a "Bush farewell party" in downtown West Palm Beach. Someone notes the event is planned for April.

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