Saturday, April 28, 2012

Eco Block

Yikes!  Somehow yesterday, I got caught up in the passion of the moment at Occupy Wall Street, and volunteered - for what, I wasn't exactly sure.  A small merry band followed our recruiter from Liberty Plaza, and gathered in an empty office suite where about a dozen organizers were waiting with plans for the direct action.  They were prepared with everything from low-tech torn cardboard and markers, to hightech a/v equipment for documentation and interviews, plus electronic gadgets for on-the-go communication.  While a large contingent marched from Zuccotti to gather in front of the Federal building, the six of us who had agreed to participate in civil disobedience spent some time getting to know each other, while we reviewed the strategy, what to expect, and the inevitable legal consequences.
We entrusted all loose possessions other than identification to the jail support group.  Next, we each made our individual signs with whatever message we personally wished to convey, to be later repeated in a mike check during the action.  Of course, mine said "Industrial Civilization = Eco-pocalypse". When the word came to mobilize, a little cat and mouse up and down subway stairs ensued, as we wended our surreptitious way, trying to conceal our folded signs inconspicuously, through passageways beneath the distant thunderings of drums at the rally.  Abruptly we emerged in position, directly opposite the Stock Exchange.  Do I look nervous? Oh indeed, I was! But so was everybody else.  Oddly, we were four suburban women around my age - I called us the Matron Brigade - and two more experienced 20-somethings.


I never could quite make it out before, but that reverberating roar from the crowd is the chant "Ah! Anti! Anti-Capitalista!" - but then, I still come across written lyrics from rock'n'roll songs I thought I had memorized fom the 1960's and I'll think:  "OH! Is THAT what they were saying?"  This U-stream from an Android phone might sieze up now and then, but it gives a gritty sense of what it's like to be in the midst of a vibrant, exhilarating , raucous protest.

Video streaming by UstreamIt made for a very strange vantage, to be lying down on concrete in the city, staring straight up at a blue sky with only the top of the Stock Exchange roofline visible above the ragged edge of my sign.
Also peculiar was to have photographers literally climbing all over us to get pictures from above...and then after they were shooed away, to be surrounded by a sea of police.


That's us, going into our paddy wagon!

 
Every member of the entire force we encountered was extremely courteous, which I appreciated, but doesn't quite make up for the fact that we were detained for nothing other than peacefully exercising our Constitutional rights.  Losing circulation from handcuffs became old pretty fast, and spending six hours behind bars was a bit much - although we were all together, so we made the most of it with story-telling, singing, and laughter.  When we were finally released later that night, a surprisingly large loyal group of occupiers had waited all those hours outside in the cold and dark to greet each of us as we were released, with cheers, hugs, vegetarian dumplings, and whiskey if so desired.  I had to skip all that to get across town and catch the last train home.

There are many other events happening around New York and the country as an exciting prelude to the May Day strike. Every single officer we spoke to asked us about it.  I got the definite impression that the city and the banks are taking this very seriously and are anxious, perhaps not about anything wild happening on that exact day..but my guess is that they fear a large and enthusiastic turnout will signal that OWS is strong, thriving, and has no plans of going away until this "Capitalista" system is fundamentally altered to give equal justice to the 99%.  And I wager their worst misgivings are accurate.  Naturally I will be taking part in the environmental side of the activities.  Following is a release for the Environmental Color Block, from the sustainability working group plans for the event.  I haven't decided yet whether to wear green, for Reclaim the Earth - or the white, for Consciousness Shift.  We are sorely in need of both.
Eco Block Trailer from Where are all the bees? on Vimeo.

6 comments:

  1. Kudos to you Gail. This is so important, I can think of no better reason to get arrested.

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  2. Two Palms Up Gail. You rock!

    Leif

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  3. Oh, this is wonderful to hear. I've also crossed the "yikes!" line and am getting involved...we need it all these days.

    I think I'd wear green and white. :)

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  4. Proud to know you, Gail.

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  5. I followed your link at ClimateProgress to the daily Kos and reprinted your article in the local rag. If that's not OK, I'm sorry and won't do it again.
    But one of the intelligent commenters asked a question that might take a minute.

    "We have to collectively as one family decide to reduce our numbers AND our consumption levels drastically or famine is the obvious result."

    Or breed/engineer more ozone-tolerant crops. If the weeds can do it, why not the corn and soybeans?"

    http://www.athenstalks.com/pillage-plunder-pollute-llc?#comment470529

    cm

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  6. Thanks Catman, of course it's just grand for you to repost, I appreciate it! The entire reason I write all this is so that people will learn.

    To answer your commenters question. Um, first of all, it's not always - and unfortunately, seems to be often - that the most desirable species are the strongest at adapting and surviving - think, cockroaches, jellyfish, and weeds.

    Aside from that, the more important point is that presuming - which is dubious - ozone tolerant crops can be discovered or even produced through genetic modification - what the hell good is that going to do for forests? For all the wild plants that compose the complexly layered ecosystem?

    Anyone who doesn't understand that our entire habitat is completely dependent upon the wild world in which we evolved is either a city slicker with a very dim imagination, or far less educated than a farmer in the third world who never read a single word but understands the fundamental and inextricable and essential relationship we have with the source of our food and oxygen.

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