A Moment… 11/16/16

I’d like to mention three interconnected thoughts and actions for today’s Moment.

The Dakota Access Pipeline should matter to us. It isn’t about just oil. Or just big corporations selling out the Native Americans for money. Or just about the environment. It’s about human rights. People over profit.

There have been over 200 pipeline related spills (reported) in the 21st century alone.  Beyond the (honest and good) argument that we need to transition away from oil and shale gas, the bottom line is pipelines are dirty and unsafe. I understand trains are also dangerous. I get that there are no easy answers, but for exactly that reason, we should not be willing to put this burden upon the already marginalized people of our world.

It is unjust.

My second point is that small acts matter. At the protest Tuesday, I watched as a young father explained not only to his two young children that you can’t drink oil, but he also educated three strangers who cared enough & were curious enough to ask – What is DAPL?

This man kindly and succinctly explained and those people went off looking thoughtful and concerned. If he had not been there, they might not have been informed. Your tweets, conversations, and your presence at protests DO matter.

Many are scoffing and bitter about the safety pin movement. Why? If I can educate ONE person a day about what it means, how is that a bad thing? Even if that’s all I have energy to do that day, it is still progress. And rest assured, you will have to get through my skinny weak ass to harm or threaten someone in my presence. While I’m sure there are some who would wear it without meaning it, devaluing those of us who wear it in full faith feels counter to the movement.

That brings me to my third point. I have a disability. I have to economize my energy and resources. I can’t do it all, and I’m not going to try. I will do my best, but it might not look like your best. It might not even look like much at all some days, but every drop counts. Every. One. Ableism in allyship is painful. We all have unique talents. We all have to choose a focus and put our energy where we feel we can make the loudest squeak.

I also want to add that I made a thing out of someone else’s brilliant words. This thread deals with how fascism makes tests of atrocities so that we normalize each increment until we are the proverbial frog in boiling water. Please read and share. Thank you.


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2 thoughts on “A Moment… 11/16/16

  1. Thank you for being present, aware, and engaged so that a message of hope and action can be amplified and will resonate.

    1. I appreciate the thanks, but it makes me uncomfortable. I don’t feel like anything I’m doing is something special. It’s like thanking me for cleaning up my own mess. I’m white. I’ve lived on the privilege of that at the expense of others my whole life. The focus needs to shift. Not trying to make you feel bad for thanking me, just trying to clarify.

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