03/01/2011 10:30 am ET Updated May 25, 2011

My Life as a Communist

Say this for Glenn Beck, he works fast. Less than 48 hours after we launched our campaign to let businesses say that the US Chamber of Commerce didn't represent them, Beck hit back. A true friend of Chamber (here's a picture of him, broadcasting from their roof; certainly worth the $10,000 he donated from his $32 million earnings), he put little old up on his board Friday night next to a hammer and sickle. We were part of a communistic conspiracy that also included the Apollo Alliance, not to mention the Service Employees International Union.

In some sense, I guess, this pleased us. Right back to J. Edgar Hoover and his attacks on Martin Luther King, 'communist' has always been the epithet of choice for any organizers who've shown signs of being effective. (The Tea Party is obviously chagrined that actual working people in Wisconsin are upstaging them). In some other way, it's just sad: confronted with the hard choices posed by physics and chemistry, Beck (like too many others) tries to figure out some spectral ghost to blame.

But it didn't seem worth getting mad--better, perhaps, to point out that there's something...funny about Beck. Hence this little essay, in this morning's WaPo....

My life as a communist actually began without me knowing it, on Friday evening, when Glenn Beck spent his program explaining about a "communistic" conspiracy that included 10 groups in America. One was, a global campaign to fight climate change that I helped found three years ago. He even put our logo up on his whiteboard - and next to it a hammer and sickle.

Since I don't actually watch Mr. Beck, I didn't know about it until e-mails began to arrive, informing me that indeed I was a communist. My first reaction was: I'm not a communist. I'm a Methodist.

Read the full essay on the Washington Post's website.