Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Remembering Molly
Join the Virtual March

Couldn't make it to DC last Saturday? As the fine folks over at MyDD say, "There is more than one way to march on Washington. MoveOn.org is sponsoring a virtual march on Washington on February 1st...This march will be made in the form of phone calls, emails and faxes, to send one million direct contacts to member of Congress to stop the escalation...everyone can take part in this march. If, for one day, no one in Congress received any other messages from constituents except a call to stop Bush's escalation in Iraq, we can be louder and clearer than any mass rally."
There is absolutely no reason not to call. Click the picture. Sign up. Make your voice heard.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Dear Congress,

Monday, January 29, 2007
Guest Blogging Alert: On Symantics
"What Webster says:
Insurgent: a person who rises in forcible opposition to authority.
Terrorist: a person who tries to frighten people or governments into doing what he/she wants by using or threatening violence.
Rebel: a person who refuses allegiance to, resists, or rises in arms against the government or ruler of his or her country.
All three look pretty similar, almost interchangeable. So why are the Iraqis who are "resisting" the American occupation of their country called insurgents or terrorists and not rebels? Has anybody heard anything about the Iraqi Rebellion?
Now let's go one step further:
Webster says:
Revolutionist: a radical supporter of political or social change.
Sounds like a dead-on description of an Islamic Terrorist/Insurgent, but why are they not referred to as Revolutionist? Why is this not the Iraqi Revolution?"
Urgent: Hugs Needed
My dear friend, Kara, author of the brilliant, Sunday, January 28, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Give Peace A Chance

DC is a long way from Palm Springs, California, but...

My NOW sisters,

The Stonewall Democrats,

and dozens

of our friends

and neighbors

came together today to send a message to Congress.

This is me.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Scapegoats and Other Ramblings
Jim DeMint, another Republican genius, argued against raising the federal minimum wage because, get this, the legislation would have no effect on eight states that have already given the working poor the raise they deserve. Not too surprising from the Senator from South Carolina, a state, by the way, with no minimum wage law and one of the highest unemployment rates in the country.
This week's edition of my school newspaper had a pitiful article on the California Faculty Association's position in an ongoing labor dispute. The article cited "failed contract negotiations" as the reason that CSU faculty are considering a strike vote but did not mention any of the issues that have led to the state of impasse or other problems that are facing the University. The article did not mention that we are LOSING experienced, tenured faculty because of salary caps that stagnate compensation for our BEST educators. The article also forgot to mention that our professors are negotiating for smaller class sizes and an increase in tenure-track hiring, both of which translate into a BETTER education for students. It did not discuss the implications for students or the direct relationship between faculty working conditions and student learning conditions. However, in the "Campus News" section, 1/4 of the entire page was devoted to an article advertising student movie night. This month's feature? Hitched.
Oh, and also in California, the war on the poor marches forward.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
A Common Struggle
In January and February 1920, Japanese and Filipino sugar plantation workers implemented a major strike on the island of Oahu. Approximately 8,000 workers, over three quarters of the labor force, walked off the job.Sugar cane harvest has always been back-breaking work. Imported immigrant workers served in indentured servitude, planting, hoeing and carrying the cane during waking hours, without breaks and for inadequate wages. At that time, most workers lived on the plantations where they worked, which meant that their employers were also their landlords. "Living expenses" were siphoned off the top of earnings, and it was not uncommon for workers to be charged more for "room and board" than they were paid for their labor.
To control the workforce, "the Hawaiian Sugar Plantation Association adopted a "divide-and -rule" policy whereby workers of different ethnicity were pitted against each other for the purpose of keeping wages down. In cases of strikes, one ethnic group would be used as scab labor to break the strike of another ethnic group. Living arrangements, job assignments, and wages were also based on ethnicity. Caucasians were higher paid, considered skilled workers, and assigned supervisory positions. The lowest paid white worker was the plantation police who earned $140 a month. In contrast, the Japanese and the Filipinos were assigned the backbreaking work in the fields. They worked at least 10 hours a day, six days a week, 27 days a month for 90 cents a day or $20/month." (Source.)
Sugar cane production was not just segregated by race. "In 1910, one-third of all employed Japanese women worked in the sugar fields. Assignment to a "women's field gang" immediately upon arrival was typical. Women on the sugar plantations earned 50¢ for a 10-hour work day and were expected to work six days a week. A full month's pay of $13 was based on 26 days of work and equalled 66% of Japanese men's wages. Women typically weeded the fields, irrigated, stripped the cane of dry leaves or cut seed cane." (Source.) Women were also used as scabs during labor disputes.
But in 1920 something amazing happened.
Japanese and Filipino workers walked off the job together. Men and women. Young and old. Many having to use translators to communicate with one another.
They struck for the most amazing and wonderful things: equal wages, improved working conditions, and paid maternity leave. In 1920. The same year that women on the mainland were granted the constitutional right to vote.
1920.
This was happening on the island of Oahu, where workers did not have any protections afforded them by the US government, because Hawaii was still a territory.
The strike lasted for six months, with the workers winning most of their demands, including an end to the tiered-wage system.
I don't know about the rest of you, but it is very easy for me to become discouraged over the current conditions of our government. So. much. is. wrong.
However...
Hope.
Dies.
Last.
And for me, at least, I find tremendous strength in stories like this one. Stories in which people with everything to lose risked everything they had to demand change for themselves and their families. We who have never had to go to bed with empty stomachs, who live our wasteful lives in soundbites, have much to learn. There is a reason why labor history is not taught in schools anymore. It is because that history is replete with examples of situations in which packs of people came together to redress their grievances.
We have to find a way to remember where we've come from so that we can use what we already know about solidarity to take back our nation.
Blog For Choice

Since I was born in 1976, women have had the legal protection to make choices over their reproductive lives for my entire lifetime. This wasn't always the case.
Help celebrate the 34th anniversary of Roe v. Wade by participating with me in Blogging For Choice on Monday, January 22. Click the link to sign up.
Thanks, Dave.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Thank You, Ralph Chaplin
Ralph Chaplin wrote this one:
When the union's inspiration through the workers' blood shall run,
There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun;
Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one,
But the union makes us strong.
CHORUS:
Solidarity forever,
Solidarity forever,
Solidarity forever,
For the union makes us strong.
Is there aught we hold in common with the greedy parasite,
Who would lash us into serfdom and would crush us with his might?
Is there anything left to us but to organize and fight?
For the union makes us strong.
It is we who plowed the praries; built the cities where they trade;
Dug the mines and built the workshops, endless miles of railroad laid;
Now we stand outcast and starving midst the wonders we have made;
But the union makes us strong.
All the world that's owned by idle drones is ours and ours alone.
We have laid the wide foundations; built it skyward stone by stone.
It is ours, not to slave in, but to master and to own.
While the union makes us strong.
They have taken untold millions that they never toiled to earn,
But without our brain and muscle not a single wheel can turn.
We can break their haughty power, gain our freedom when we learn
That the union makes us strong.
In our hands is placed a power greater than their hoarded gold,
Greater than the might of armies, magnified a thousand-fold.
We can bring to birth a new world from the ashes of the old
For the union makes us strong.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Artsy Fartsy Meme
Name a book that you want to share so much that you keep giving away copies:
The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran and The History of Colors/La Historia de los Colores by Subcomandante Marcos. The first is my standard graduation present. The second is my standard baby shower gift. Forget diaper pins and cute bibs. It's never too early to start learning about the EZLN.
Name a piece of music that changed the way you listen to music: Bread and Roses by Utah Phillips. I wasn't raised listening to protest music, but now I am an avid collector.
Name a film you can watch again and again without fatigue: I'm a graduate student! Who has time to watch movies?? When I can, these are good ones, in no particular order: Frida, A Christmas Story, If These Walls Could Talk, The Princess Bride.
Name a performer for whom you suspend all disbelief: Jim Croce.
Name a work of art you'd like to live with: I'm not picky. I'll take any of Diego Rivera's murals.
Name a work of fiction which has penetrated your real life: Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. It was shortly after reading this book that I went to intern with PCUN, Oregon's farmworker union.
Name a punch line that always makes you laugh: "Let's go to the mattresses."
Okay...Kara, Fernando, Blue, and Dan...you're "it."
We Can Do It!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Feet To The Fire
The site allows you to track your Senators' and Representative's votes by e-mail. All you have to do is sign up by entering your zip code and email address. Then, each week that Congress is in session, you'll get an email that contains:
- Key votes by your two Senators and U.S. Representative.
- Links to send e-mail to your members of Congress using pre-addressed forms.
- Upcoming votes for your review and a chance to offer e-mail input before they vote.
The last one is my favorite. Bu$hco isn't the only one that can stike preemptively.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
THANK GOD.

From My Inbox
Dear Mr. President,
Thanks for your address to the nation. It's good to know you still want to talk to us after how we behaved in November.
Listen, can I be frank? Sending in 20,000 more troops just ain't gonna do the job. That will only bring the troop level back up to what it was last year. And we were losing the war last year! We've already had over a million troops serve some time in Iraq since 2003. Another few thousand is simply not enough to find those weapons of mass destruction! Er, I mean... bringing those responsible for 9/11 to justice! Um, scratch that. Try this -- BRING DEMOCRACY TO THE MIDDLE EAST! YES!!!
You've got to show some courage, dude! You've got to win this one! C'mon, you got Saddam! You hung 'im high! I loved watching the video of that -- just like the old wild west! The bad guy wore black! The hangmen were as crazy as the hangee! Lynch mobs rule!!!
Look, I have to admit I feel very sorry for the predicament you're in. As Ricky Bobby said, "If you're not first, you're last." And you being humiliated in front of the whole world does NONE of us Americans any good.
Sir, listen to me. You have to send in MILLIONS of troops to Iraq, not thousands! The only way to lick this thing now is to flood Iraq with millions of us! I know that you're out of combat-ready soldiers -- so you have to look elsewhere! The only way you are going to beat a nation of 27 million -- Iraq -- is to send in at least 28 million! Here's how it would work:
The first 27 million Americans go in and kill one Iraqi each. That will quickly take care of any insurgency. The other one million of us will stay and rebuild the country. Simple.
Now, I know you're saying, where will I find 28 million Americans to go to Iraq? Here are some suggestions:
1. More than 62,000,000 Americans voted for you in the last election (the one that took place a year and half into a war we already knew we were losing). I am confident that at least a third of them would want to put their body where there vote was and sign up to volunteer. I know many of these people and, while we may disagree politically, I know that they don't believe someone else should have to go and fight their fight for them -- while they hide here in America.
2. Start a "Kill an Iraqi" Meet-Up group in cities across the country. I know this idea is so early-21st century, but I once went to a Lou Dobbs Meet-Up and, I swear, some of the best ideas happen after the third mojito. I'm sure you'll get another five million or so enlistees from this effort.
3. Send over all members of the mainstream media. After all, they were your collaborators in bringing us this war -- and many of them are already trained from having been "embedded!" If that doesn't bring the total to 28 million, then draft all viewers of the FOX News channel.
Mr. Bush, do not give up! Now is not the time to pull your punch! Don't be a weenie by sending in a few over-tired troops. Get your people behind you and YOU lead them in like a true commander in chief! Leave no conservative behind! Full speed ahead!
We promise to write. Go get 'em W!
Yours,
Michael Moore
mmflint@aol.com
www.michaelmoore.com
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
What Are You Doing To End The War?

From UnitedForPeace.org:
Nationwide Protests This Thursday
TIME FOR A SURGE OF OPPOSITION TO BUSH'S WAR ESCALATION
We need to act quickly and in large numbers to oppose this escalation.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Happy Activist Birthday

A.J. Muste (pronounced MUS-tee) was one of the leading nonviolent social activists of his time. Starting as a minister in the Dutch Reformed Church, he became a socialist and labor union activist, and was one of the founders and the first director of Brookwood Labor College. In 1936, he recommitted himself to pacifism and focused his energy on war resistance, civil rights, civil liberties and disarmament. Over his life he worked with a wide array of organizations, including the Fellowship of Reconciliation, Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) and War Resisters League, and served as editor of Liberation magazine. He continued his work for peace during the U.S. war in Vietnam; shortly before his death, he traveled to North Vietnam with a delegation of clergy and met with Communist leader Ho Chi Minh. A.J. Muste was widely respected and admired in the movement for social justice for his ability to relate to people of all ages and backgrounds, to listen to and reflect on all points of view, and to bridge distances among divergent political sectors. His life continues to be an inspiration to many. (Source).
For more information about A.J. Muste, see www.ajmuste.org/ajmbio.htm .
“There is no way to peace — peace is the way.”
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Remembering Ramona

"The world has lost an exemplary woman. Mexico, has lost one of those fighters that it needs, and a piece of our heart has been ripped out."
Today marks the one year anniversary of the untimely death of Subcomandante Ramona, feminist, activist, sister, teacher, and fighter of the Zapatistas in southern Mexico. She died of a curable kidney condition while en route to a health clinic from an isolated mountain community. Her untimely departure from this world is mourned by me today. She died as a result of the circumstances that she spent her life fighting to change.
She was responsible for writing the Revolutionary Laws of Women and promoting the Indigenous Women’s Petition, which demanded that the needs of women be immediately addressed:
We the indigenous campesina women ask for the immediate solution to our urgent needs, which the government has never met:
1) Child-birth clinics with gynecologists so that campesina women can receive necessary medical attention.
2) Day-care centers must be built in the communities.
3) We ask the government to send enough food for the children in all the communities such as: milk, corn starch, rice, corn, soy, oil, beans, cheese, eggs, sugar, soup, oatmeal, etc.
4) Kitchens and dining halls, with all the necessary equipment, must be built for the children in the communities.
5) Corn mills and tortilla-makers must be placed in the communities according to the number of families in each area.
6) We should be given the materials necessary to raise chickens, rabbits, sheep, pigs, etc., including technical advice and veterinary services.
7) We ask for the ovens and materials necessary to build bakeries.
8) We want craft workshops to be built, including machinery and materials.
9) There must be a market where crafts can be sold at a fair price.
10) Schools must be built where women can receive technical training.
11) There must be preschools and day-care centers in the rural communities where the children can have fun and grow up strong, morally and physically.
12) As women we must have sufficient transportation to move from one place to another and to transport the products of the various projects we will have.
To learn more about Ramona, go here. You can read her obituary here.
Rest in Peace, hermana.
Friday, January 05, 2007
I'm Old.
If this sounds like a boring and tedious task, it is. At 6am, it is worse.
So, in order to add some energy to the atmosphere, the management staff puts on a mix disc. Always wanting to make the most of any bad situation, I sometimes sing along, especially if I know all the lyrics.
Today, as I was singing (and dancing) to the following song, a younger coworker of mine began complaining about the music selection. He wanted to know why there weren't any "popular" songs on the mix.
And then, there uttered from my lips, a phrase that makes me officially old. I said, "You mean you don't know this song?"
Are you old? When did you first realize it?
Why?
Because it's too low: A full-time minimum wage worker brings in just $10,712 a year, less than half of the poverty level for a family of four. The proposed increase to $7.25 an hour would help approximately 13 million low-income people, most of whom are women. The $4,400 annual raise is equal to about 15 months worth of groceries.
Because it doesn't cost jobs: Real world studies have consistently found that cities and states with higher minimum wages often retain or even increase job levels. And 86% of small business owners report raising the minimum wage would have no effect on them.
The U.S. Chamber of Commerce and other corporate interests are mounting a vigorous lobbying effort to squash the minimum wage raise—despite the fact that the average CEO these groups represent earns more than 821 times the average minimum wage worker.
Have you signed the petition yet?
H/T MoveOn.org
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Sunday, December 31, 2006
I resolve...

Saturday, December 30, 2006
It's a Dog's Life
Lila
SampsonFriday, December 29, 2006
Demand An Ending To War Funding

Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Under Construction

Please be patient with me...
After nearly a month of double shifts in retail land,
I'm going to be cleaning up a little bit around here.
I need to get things all straightened out before
school begins in earnest again.
This means linking to all of my favorite sites and
figuring out how to add pictures to the sidebar.
(Does anyone know how? PLEASE let me know!)
Also, I want to create a button. Hill, can you help?
Is there a button creater site out there?
For now I'm off to sleep a little.
Who knew the holidays could be so exhausting?
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Managment and Workers
- Peter Block
I'm working two retail jobs over the break from school.
More to come on this social experiment into the depths of hell, where, apparently, they've been all out of "holiday spirit" for decades.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
My Gift
A while back, I wrote about the importance of voluntary blood donation. While I am proud of that post, I feel so passionately about this issue that I've decided to highlight it again. When I think of all the things that I, individually and personally, can do to make a real difference in the world, blood donation tops my list. It really is a gift, my gift, to someone, somewhere, who needs me.So, just how much blood is needed? According to the Red Cross, A LOT.
Coronary Artery Bypass? 1-5 units
Fractured Hip? Joint Replacement? 2-5 units
Cardiovascular Surgery? 2-25 units
Bleeding Ulcer? 3-30 units
Auto Accident? Gun Shot Wound? up to 50 units
Liver Transplant? up to 100 units
Sickle Cell/Aplastic Anemia? 4 units per month
Cancer? up to 8 units per month
This list goes on and on. And, as can be seen, chances are better than not that I will need my own transfusion sometime during my life.
I'm scheduled to give plasma again on Tuesday. I'm CMV-, which means that they can give my plasma to patients whose immune systems are severely compromised: infants, burn victims, people living with HIV/AIDS, etc. The local blood bank tells me that there is always a waiting list for my donations. Even before they've finished with the battery of tests to ensure that the donation is healthy, it has already been assigned to a recipient. With this donation, I will have given three gallons of blood to my local blood bank.
It is uncomfortable. It is inconvenient. It is usually always cold in those rooms. But it is worth it. You can do it too. Go here to get the facts. Then sign up. Trust me, this kind of giving is way better than the office "white elephant" holiday gift exchange.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Happy Birthday to My Favorite Buttcrack

I heard a rumor that it is Pam's birthday. Go on over and wish her all the best. Oh, and lest a new or unfamiliar reader think I'm mean, "buttcrack" is a familial term of endearment. We all use it.
Friday, December 01, 2006
Axis I - 297.1 Delusional Disorder

From the DSM-IV-TR -
Diagnostic criteria for Delusional Disorder:
A. Nonbizarre delusions of at least one month's duration.
B. Criterion A for Schizophrenia has never been met.
The definition of a delusion? "An erroneous belief that is held in the face of evidence to the contrary."
Evidence in support of Diagnosis -
Today, in honor of the 25th World AIDS Day, Bu$hCo announced that he believes the continued promotion of sexual abstinence to be the most effective method to slow the spread of HIV/AIDS. In spite of these efforts, "rates of HIV infection continue to grow, with 4 million new cases worldwide every year," according to the World Health Organization.
Now, please read this post.
Update 12/02/06: Go. here. Because HIV/AIDS is about US.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Is Sexism Dead?

In my Human Behavior and Social Development course, this was the question that was posed to us today. Made me think of the Woman's Rights Manifesto, which has been my manifesto ever since I first read it:
Because woman's work is never done
and is underpaid or unpaid or boring or repetitious
and we're the first to get fired
and what we look like is more important than what we do
and if we get raped it's our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we're nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we're nymphos
and if we don't we're frigid
and if we love women it's because we can't get a "real" man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we're neurotic and/or pushy
and if we expect childcare we're selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we're aggressive and "unfeminine"
and if we don't we're typical weak females
and if we want to get married we're out to trap a man
and if we don't we're unnatural
and because we still can't get an adequate safe contraceptive but men can walk on the moon
and if we can't cope or don't want a pregnancy we're made to feel guilty about abortion
and...for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women's liberation movement.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
You Decide
Today, Sean Bell, was supposed to have been married. But instead, this happened. Notice the differences in the way the news organizations are reporting the story.
From the BBC: Police in New York City have killed a man on the morning of his wedding and wounded two others. The groom and two friends were leaving a strip club in Queens on Saturday morning after the groom's bachelor party when police opened fire on them.
From the NY Times: Hours before he was to be married, a man leaving his bachelor party at a strip club in Queens that was under police surveillance was shot and killed early yesterday in a hail of police bullets, witnesses and the police said. Two of his friends were wounded, one critically, they said.
Faux News leads with this: The incident began when a car full of three men rammed into an undercover officer as the group left a bachelor party at the Kalua Cabaret at roughly 4:14 a.m.
Isn't it nice the way they try to make it sound like the driver of the car was purposefully trying to run down a police officer? With that kind of malicious disregard for our precious law enforcement, those drunken thugs deserved what they got, right?
Now, there's an investigation into why in God's name the NYPD felt it necessary to fire more than fifty rounds into his car.
For now, we don't know all the facts. But here are some facts that are certain:
- An unarmed man is dead.
- There are two more orphaned children in New York City.
Not A Minute More
For the most part, the human cost of gender-based violence is invisible. Fear and shame continue to prevent many women from speaking out, and data collected are often insufficient and inconsistent. There has been significant progress in the last two decades, however, to bring the issue into the open and place it firmly on national and international policy agendas.
Women’s organizations have taken the lead in developing innovative efforts to tackle the issue, including providing services, drafting and lobbying for legislation, raising awareness through advocacy, education and training, and building national, regional and international end-violence networks.
Networks that have been created by women’s groups at national, regional and global levels are growing in strength and impact. These networks, such as the Pacific Regional Network against Violence against Women, the Women, Law and Development Network in Africa, the South Asian Forum against Human Trafficking, and numerous others have come to play a leading role in raising awareness and pursuing positive change in community attitudes and practices related to gender-based violence.
These networks have inspired a wide range of campaigns that have brought the issue front and centre. The 16 Days of Activism against Gender Violence (25 November – 10 December) is an annual campaign that is symbolic of the global women’s movement and end-violence networks. Its starting day, 25 November, is observed each year to honour the Mirabal sisters, three political activists from the Dominican Republic who were assassinated on the same date in 1961. The end of the 16 Days is marked by 10 December, International Human Rights Day. Coordinated by the Centre for Women’s Global Leadership since 1991, the 16 Days of Activism involve hundreds of organizations around the world in activities ranging from media programmes to demonstrations, conferences, exhibitions and performances. In 1999, the UN joined the campaign by designating 25 November the International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women.
More info here.
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
A Lie My Teacher Told Me:
Happy Thanksgiving to All
Today, Martha’s Village and Kitchen, located in Indio, California, is a comprehensive program for the hungry and homeless in the Coachella Valley. Located on 10 acres, it provides housing for 120 guests, including families with children and single women. As a tertiary prevention program, the Center offers educational programs, job training, children's programs and counseling, as well as assistance with job placement and permanent housing. An on-site medical clinic serves clients’ health care needs. Martha’s Village and Kitchen provides 250,000 meals annually to the poor of the Coachella Valley.
The Village is a non-profit service organization affiliated with Father Joe’s Villages whose mission statement reads: To serve our neighbors by responding to their needs with food, clothing, shelter, and an opportunity to become self sufficient by affirming their dignity with love, compassion, and respect.
Today we served over one thousand meals and packaged several hundred “to-go” plates. No one was turned away, and no one left hungry. A whole group of volunteers worked to assemble table decorations, because Martha’s Village practices the “bread and roses” philosophy, made famous at the Lawrence, Massachusetts, textile workers strike in 1912. The entire operation was very well organized, allowing volunteers to prepare the food, assemble the plates, and then serve those that came to eat after they were seated at the tables.
Today I was reminded that one (in this case two) person really can make a difference. Gloria and Claudia, Martha’s co-founders, still work at Martha’s Village and Kitchen, having watched their vision to feed the hungry grow into the comprehensive organization it is today. Both women were Thanksgiving Day volunteers. If these women can do this, what could I do?
I was also reminded that there is a great deal of compassion in this valley. At some points, there were more volunteers in Martha’s dining room than there were people needing meals. We fed more than one thousand individuals and families. I felt a powerful sense of collective agency as I worked in concert with an 81-year-old first-generation German immigrant, the owner of the local Italian eatery The Red Tomato, and a single Mexican mother and her two teenage sons.
Today, I learned many things from those I served: lessons not easily forgotten.
I learned to always be thankful for what you have and to do what you can for those who have less from the middle-aged woman who asked me if she could take a plate back to where they “stay” for the friend who can’t walk.
I learned that it is terribly impolite to start eating before the rest of the table has been served from a multi-generational family of six who all sat patiently, watching the steam swirl up from their plates, waiting until each one had a meal before anyone lifted a fork.
I learned to always be thankful from a group of single men, who all joined hands and bowed their heads in prayer before they ate.
I learned that sometimes pride can be a bigger motivator than hunger from the two women we served in the parking lot. They also taught me that community activism means filling a need, wherever the need is present, not simply waiting for those in need to come to you.
I learned that not all volunteer work is glorified, but that it is work that needs to be done just the same. My partner and I spent several hours wrapping plastic utensils in paper napkins so that they could be quickly distributed during public lunches.
So this is why I never cook a complete Thanksgiving Dinner. Because by the time we come home, all I want to do is rest, eat apple crisp, and contemplate the blessings I have in my life.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Why We Are Losing "The Battle For Hearts and Minds"
According to the UN, 1.1 billion people around the world lack access to safe drinking water.
Meanwhile, back in the land of plenty, hunger has been eliminated.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
But Let's Stay The Course

Even Henry Kissinger says that victory in Iraq is "impossible," and "democracy" is "out of reach."
(Special thanks to Quasar9 for the heads up.)
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Another Reason We're in Iraq

Belacqua Jones makes a terrific argument for Operation No Building Left Standing. After all, the more we destroy, the more we can subcontract to reconstruct.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Why I pay $3.79 for a Dozen Eggs

I didn't grow up on a farm, but I lived on a small ranch in southern Mexico a few years back. I used to feed the dozen or so chickens twice a day, and since there were no traditional coops, I loved to search around the stables for the eggs. I found them in some of the most unusual places...the cow's empty water trough, inside an old tire, on a 25 kilo bag of corn meal.
I know that this battery cage method is cheaper than letting the hens actually stand up and stretch their wings every once and a while, but so are clothes produced by children in sweatshops, and I'm against that too.
Many countries have already banned the use of battery cages, and they are being phased out in the European Union, with a complete ban effective in 2012. In the US, we're not quite that far along, but the egg industry did recently agree to drop the "Animal Care Certified" label under threat of litigation.
Yup. Sounds about right.
(Picture from here.)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
It's Official...

...Being a full-time graduate student, with an internship, a part-time job, and a household to keep from crumbling down has finally tapped all of my reserves. I know this to be the case because my "Things to Blog About" list, which has never had more than a few items, is now over thirty subjects long, and I have missed my daily devotions: visits to all the blogs on my sidebar and several others that will added as soon as I can get some time to update my template.
My list includes:
- Thoughts and reflections on my recent GOTV activities
- A tribute to the Haymarket martyrs, condemned to death by hanging on November 11, 1887
- The anniversary of the founding of the Congress of Industrial Organizations which officially occurred TODAY (!) in 1938
- My feelings on voluntary blood donation
- An update on the situation on Oaxaca
- A loving (and now belated) birthday post for my partner
- The comedy and tragedy of driving a car with more than 190,000 miles on the odometer
- My cornbread-stuffed portobello cap recipe and why I haven't cooked a full Thanksgiving Dinner in the last five years
- The REAL Thanksgiving story
- and more
As Dan says, the light at the end of the tunnel isn't a train. Exactly three weeks from today, I will have turned in the projects and papers I have yet to start and taken all of my final exams. Around here, that's "T minus 21."
In the meantime, postings at this site will probably be light. Oh, and if your statcounter records any activity from an ISP address belonging to California State University, San Bernardino, well, that's probably me pretending to be taking notes on Micro Practice. I love you guys, and not even my devotion to my educational experience can keep me away.
Friday, November 10, 2006
My Yellow Ribbon

I've traveled through this country
And I'll tell you what I've seen
A million yellow ribbons
And I wonder what they mean
It's love and hope and sympathy
For those who've gone to fight
But still I know that none of them
Can make the killing right
When we see two children fighting
Don't we try to come between
Get 'em both to talk
Instead of acting rough and mean
We give 'em love and limits
Say now try to get along
Then we tell 'em it's alright to kill
To prove that killing's wrong
Sometimes your yellow ribbon
Tries to make me feel ashamed
Tells me I'm a traitor
That somehow it's me to blame
But I can't hide behind it
Just to prove that I belong
And I won't be an accomplice
To a thing I know is wrong
But I'd wear a yellow ribbon
For the peace that's in my heart
I'd wear it for the loved ones
That should never have to part
I'd wear it for the wasted lives
No matter friend or foe
And I'd wear it for the children
If they never had to go
Yes, I've seen your yellow ribbons
Hanging up all over town
But I don't think they'll ever buy
The peace we've never found
Oh, the guns will all be silent
And the battle flags all furled
When we tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the world
Yes, the guns will all be silent
And the battle flags all furled
When we tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the world
Happy (observed) Veteran's Day...
Today, I am ashamed of my country when I read the headlines:
The numbers of homeless veterans are on the rise.
We are ignoring our veterans' mental health needs.
Veterans across America face stumbling blocks and delays as they seek to access their healthcare, disability, education and job training.
Wounded veterans face new fight to secure government benefits.
A while back, BeltwayBastard had a great post highlighting organizations that provide support to all our men and women in harms way. As he aptly argues, this isn't about politics.
In addition to those sources, if you'd like to do something tangible and important for wounded veterans who have returned from overseas requiring extensive care, get a long-distance phone card or two and mail them to:
Medical Family Assistance Center
Walter Reed Medical Center
6900 Georgia Ave. N.W.
Washington, D.C. 20307-0003.
This will enable those under treatment to keep in touch regularly with their families around the country.
Additionally, Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America, a group dedictated to educating the general public on issues facing our troops, has terrific action links.
On the field of battle, our troops pledge to "leave no one behind.'' The very least we can do is fulfill this vow on the home front -- to each and every one them. More here.
Please pray for peace.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
In the Genes?

My very Republican father (with whom I get along very well, and for whom I have an incalculable amount of respect) sent me this link in the body of an email that said:
I know this isn't true. Dad
I wrote back:
Clearly it isn't. Daughter.
(Photo: MSNBC.com)
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Sunday, November 05, 2006
IMHO
I agree with Aristotle who said that we are political beings. There is a fundamental part of a person's humanity that emerges only to the extent that individuals participate in public life, exercise their sense of what is good and excellent, and institute these values into communities by the decisions and actions of every citizen. The Greeks were on to something when they suggested that politics was a role of "amateurs," ordinary citizens who engaged in deciding and acting precisely because it was part of their way of being rather than an endeavor left in the hands of a few, often wealthy, paid professionals. When we abdicate our politics, we surrender a birthright that calls forth the most necessary dimensions of our humanity - the right to decide what is importnat and the capacity to act on those decisions. This is perilous. To the extent that social policy becomes divorced from us, and politics becomes the purview of mass political processes in control of the influential, we are disallowed from making crucial choices that determine the shape of our social environment. (More here.)
Thus, to be fully human and for our democracy to survive, the populace can no longer afford to leave the machinery of politics to the wealthy, the professionals, the influential, or the government officials. This is why it is imperative that we exercise our right to vote.
But that is not enough.
Ernesto Cortes said, "focusing on the least important elements of political action - voting, elections and turnout - trivializes our citizens by disconnecting them from the real debate and power of public life. We fail to recognize that voter participation is the wrong measure of the health of our politics. Voter turnout was high in Pinocet's Chile nor was it ever a problem in totalitarian countries. Becoming mere voters rather than citizens renders people incompetent" because it renders people who have the capacity of thinking and acting into mere spectators. The pervasive disengagement of Americans in our political process is disheartening at best. We are proud of calling ourselves a government "of the people," but we are rarely, if ever, engaged as direct actors in our political processes.
We need to create a grassroots democracy engaged in community-centered policy analysis. This means that policy issues ought to be resolved by the people who are directly affected by social issues and concerns, not by professional analysts or huge issue-based think tanks. Who knows better what people need than the people themselves?
Some people may dismiss me as young, naive, or idealistic. That's just not the way the world works, some might say. All of these things may be true.
But unless we dream big, and I mean really big, we will never have a chance to find out what could be, and we won't make any gains toward what ought to be.
Tuesday is a step, but it's just one step, toward reclaiming our country.

























