Running an oil pipeline under a reservoir is self-evident folly that only could have been dreamed up by corporate leaders whose time horizon is no longer than their next bonus. Running it through sacred Native American lands is par for the course. We do that. Leaving the oil in the ground and finding alternatives to carbon-polluting energy sources is the only hope for human flourishing on the planet. Nothing big at stake here ...
After prayer ceremonies (unfortunately largely inaudible and invisible) hundreds marched to the offices in Market of the Army Corps of Engineers which can approve further construction.
People willing to be arrested blocked office building doors under guard from some of the SFPD's most suitably racially diverse representatives.
Actions are continuing all day in the Civic Center area. Over fifty cities held protests of DAPL today.
The Army Corps of Engineers announced yesterday that it was withholding final approval of the pipeline for further analysis.
This San Francisco purveyor of graffiti has it right. When times are bleak -- when country and planet sink under the barely restrained sway of greed, raw power, and fear -- it's time to restate what matters.
I write here to preserve and kindle hope for a national and global turn toward multi-racial, economically egalitarian, gender non-constricting, woman affirming, and peace choosing democracy that preserves the habitability of earth for all. There's a big order -- but what else is there to do but struggle for this? Not much.
Topics range from the minuscule to the transcendent to the global, from dire to delightful. I am not an optimist, but I refuse to allow myself to wallow within the easy bias that everything is going to always be awful. Good also happens; love lives too.
I've been yammering here about activism, politics, history, racism and other occasional horrors and pleasures since 2005. I intend to continue as long as the opportunity exists. In this time, that means activism and chronicling resistance. Perhaps it always has, one way and another.
I'm a progressive political activist who runs trails and climbs mountains whenever any are available. I've had the privilege to work for justice in Central America (Nicaragua and El Salvador), in South Africa, in the fields of California with the United Farmworkers Union, and in the cities and schools of my own country. I'm a Christian of the Episcopalian flavor; we think and argue a lot. For work, I've done a bit of it all: run an old fashioned switch-board; remodeled buildings and poured concrete; edited and published periodicals, reports and books; and organized for electoral campaigns. Will work for justice.