Spreading the Word

The following is from a friend and neighbor of mine. Not sure yet how the resistance and response (alongside healing) will unfold, but I wanted to, first and least of all, amplify their story.

Last night my friend and I were physically assaulted by the security guards at the Q-Bar.

They busted my shoulder and elbow. They damaged my iPod. They called us bitches and laughed at our faces after they slammed me to the ground and dragged me out of the bar.


I am 5’2″ and 115 lbs. The two male security guards were around 6′ tall and 200 lbs. I was sober, no one was drunk or wasted. We were not threatening and we were leaving the bar because the bartenders were calling us bitches and refusing to serve us. DURING DYKE MARCH OF ALL NIGHTS!

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Earth As Friend, Care As Collective, Struggle As Compassion

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A beautiful catch-up conversation with my friend Junot has got me viewing photos of this week’s camping trip with new eyes.

As we reconceptualize our ideas of care and stress relief, striving to integrate our healing and fighting work, I feel challenged to question my relationship to this restorative vacation in the redwood forest.  Not “question” like browbeat myself about it, but firmly and lovingly investigate my own views.

Do I see these hikes as a kind of spiritual refueling?  Do I see them as material for photographs?  Do I view the trees and streams and skies as teachers, as providers of wisdom, about impermanence, identity, and borders?  Do I see myself as responsible to these paths?  These non-wildernesses?  Are we in dialogue, or am I looking for an uncomplicated, friendly, comfortable, and shallow “mothering”? Is the earth a being with rights?  Is the earth a being beyond rights?

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Feminist Labor, Healing and Recovery

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Hi friends. Howya been? This will be a quick thought-note, to try to get myself back in blogging mode.

Friday I attended a panel on solidarity unionism organized by the Wobblies (International Workers of the World), and it got me thinking about unconventional workplace struggles, unconventional unions, and unconventional workplace demands.

One common demand that many organizers (both worker/self-organizers and paid/professional organizing staff) mentioned during their talks was sick days. The workers’ union at Jimmy John’s in Minneapolis (a sub sandwich chain similar to Subway) plastered the whole town with these clever, zippy posters illustrating their sick days fight.

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When the panel finished, I thought: it sucks to have to go to work sick. It also sucks to have to go to work the day after you’ve been raped, or the day after you’ve been verbally assaulted because of your gender presentation, or the day after you discover you’ve got an unplanned pregnancy, and need some time to figure out how to approach that situation. I’m pretty sure most doctors won’t write you a sick-day-verification note for these conditions? (That is, if you even have a doctor.)

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White Beans and Cabbage

Dinner.  Cover recipe from Heidi Swanson’s new cookbook, Super Natural Every Day. The flavors here are more subtle than I’m used to (normally I just douse everything in lemon juice and pile on the cayenne and cumin), but once I lasered in, I found a lot to enjoy. Slight spiciness of the barely-cooked cabbage plays off the creamy sweetness of the beans (I used canned fagioli) and tiny diced Yukon Gold potatoes. I actually smiled at a burst of tangy-smokiness from the sauteed shallots.  It’s the kind of dish where each ingredient matters because it all comes together quite quickly in one pan, so you can fully taste the fresh produce* without relying a lot on spices. And because each flavor is independent, every spoonful yields a slightly different taste combination.  Which is dangerous, because it makes me curious to eat more and more even after I am so so full!

Here’s what I did, adapted from Heidi’s formula.

12 oz. fagioli white beans from a can, rinsed and drained
6 or 7 small Yukon Gold potatoes, each about golf-ball-size
1 large shallot
Half of 1 medium green cabbage
4 glugs extra virgin olive oil
two big pinches of salt
Parmesan cheese (optional)

Wash the potatoes well and dice them into tiny cubes. In a big frying pan (I used 2 skillets to ensure maximal crusty browning action) glub in 2 glubs of olive oil (that’s 2 each if you’re using 2 pans) and turn the heat to medium (5–6 on my burner dial). When the oil is hot, add the potatoes, sprinkle with the salt, and toss to coat. Cover and set a timer for 2 minutes; when it goes off, toss them again to help brown on all sides. Cook for a total of 5–7 minutes or until tender and golden.

Meanwhile, slice the shallot very thin, and chop/slice the cabbage thin, also. When the potatoes are cooked, add the shallot and the beans, and spread the beans on the bottom of the pan so they get a chance to get nice and crusty, too. (Scrape around the bottom of the pan to loosen all the crusty bits.) Let ’em hang out for a few minutes, finish chopping your cabbage, then add the cabbage and stir to warm through — just enough so it wilts a little and goes bright green.

When it all looks and smells tantalizing, turn out into a serving dish and serve with a dusting of parmesan cheese, or as-is for a vegan feast. Hell yes.  

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*Under communism, I am told, everyone will have fresh produce because there won’t be the kind of leave-the-unprofitable-extra-produce-to-deliberately-spoil bullshit that currently goes on, and instead we will grow food for use, not profit. Yay!