Urban Shield – urban menace

By G. Smith

People calling for an end to militarization of the police protested September 5 at the Marriott Hotel in Oakland against Urban Shield exercises held there September 4-8. Urban Shield is a federal program that conducts military drills with local police and Sheriffs Departments in various cities to practice how local police would combat and respond to a terrorist attack. The events showcase military hardware and are co-sponsored by private defense contractors.

The U.S. government claims the program is designed to combat terrorism in the United States but what is the real motive behind Urban Shield? The War on Terror was a made up war to give the U.S. government an excuse to wage a war on us, and to go to war in Iraq shortly after the 9/11 bombings. A war on terror is not a war in a real sense, for terror is a tactic, not an enemy that can be fought. The U.S. Government claims that terrorism was directed by Osama bin Laden or radical Islamic jihadist groups, whose origins are in the Middle East. However, it was the U.S. which created Osama bin Laden. He was originally an ally of the U.S. in its fight to overthrow the Afghanistan government. The total cost of Operation Cyclone — the code name for CIA financing of the Afghan mujahideen during the Soviet War in Afghanistan from 1979-89 — was $20 billion, the most expensive, undercover CIA operation in history. Our tax dollars at work!

The U.S. government, which is a tool of the bosses / the capitalist class, is not afraid of factions in the Middle East dropping bombs on each other. The U.S. encourages such wars to keep the Middle East unstable. In reality, the U.S. government is afraid of us, the working people!

That is why the government wants drills like Urban Shield. It is a preparation to quell urban unrest and uprisings by the masses. Anger is certainly growing, as witnessed during the Occupy Movements that swept the country. The bosses are scared of us!

This is why our opposition is so bitter to Urban Shield. Urban Shield is a way for the bosses — and their government in Washington — to try to intimidate us, to rule through fear. Urban Shield has donated military hardware and military vehicles to various police departments in major cities across the country. Why does a police department need a tank? It is a scare tactic on the part of the bosses and their state to instill fear into the American people.

The riots and police response in Ferguson clearly demonstrate that when the masses are mobilized and take to the streets in large numbers, the police can’t stop us. All the donated military hardware ends up being used against us. The police and military use terror against the working people in this country on a daily basis.

Down with Urban Shield military exercises!

On the tar sands trail

By Lesley Danger

I am huddled up in blankets by the wood stove in a tipi, sipping the coffee that is brewed at all hours here as the wind howls across the fallow cornfields that surround our little camp. Outside you have to squint to see lights off in the distance, but the sky is freckled with more stars than I have ever seen before. A small handful of us are gathered here, listening to a story first told 160 years ago.

The story is about a gigantic black snake that comes to cut across the land and poison the air and water. In the story, people from the four corners of the world must unite in a struggle for survival if they are to conquer the snake.

We have come here to fight the Keystone XL pipeline, a massive tar sands pipeline that pumps crude bitumen, mined from the Athabascan region of Alberta, Canada and shipped down to refineries in Houston, Texas, that spit toxic black clouds into the air for whole neighborhoods to choke on. Activists from the Sicangu Lakota tribe on the Rosebud reservation have set up this Spirit Camp to block construction.

The story of the black snake haunts us.

All along the route of the Keystone XL pipeline people have congregated to learn direct action tactics, fight the TransCanada Corporation that is building the pipeline, and stop construction. The Keystone XL pipeline is one of many pipelines and other fossil fuel infrastructure projects that threaten our climate, our water, and our social systems.

Sitting at home in California, I saw as people climbed trees and locked themselves to equipment in order to stop the Keystone pipeline, and I was incredibly inspired by their bravery and creativity. But when the southern leg of the Keystone pipeline was successfully built I realized that more help was needed, and wanted to do whatever I could to support the work of people living in front-line communities along the northern pipeline route.

In March I packed a backpack and set out on an hitchhiking adventure that took me from the plains of South Dakota to the booming Houston metropolis. My own experiences as a white, middle-class, institutionally educated person necessarily shaped my interpretation of the world, and I have tried to stay critical of the problematic tendency of white settlers to dominate environmental movements.

Along the way I collected stories from people who were either dragged into the fight against the pipeline as TransCanada and the US government seized their backyards or threatened their livelihoods, or who came willingly, looking to share their skills. Some of the stories are heartbreaking, some are uplifting, all have something to teach us.

My journey began at the Spirit Camp in South Dakota, just a small circle of tipis on a slight hill in the middle of miles of fields, stretching out to the horizon. Hay bales are stacked around the camp to shield campers from the wind, and also as a buffer against gunfire, in case the camp is attacked. Each morning, campers greet the sun with prayer and each evening a sweat lodge is held to offer prayers to stop the pipeline.

On my first night at the camp, I was sitting in the kitchen tent talking to Gary Dorr, a Nez Perce organizer, and I asked him if he had been an activist before the Keystone XL pipeline proposal. He looked at me and said “I am an Indian. An Indian is an activist every day”.

The Keystone XL pipeline is just one more attack on a population that is always on the defensive. When I ask why people are camping here, almost everyone gives me the same answer. They are here because the water they and their children drink is imperiled by the pipeline plan. Because they have watched tribes up north in Canada disintegrate and First Nations people die of cancer from the water pollution. For the people at the Spirit Camp water is life. As crude bitumen flows over the Missouri river and the Oglala aquifer, their existence is being threatened, yet again and on just another front.

While folks on Rosebud are praying to stop the pipeline, neighbors at the Pine Ridge reservation are training, getting ready to use a variety of tactics. Oglala leader Debra White-Plume has worked through Owe Aku (meaning Bring Back the Way) to organize a series of non-violent direct action trainings called Moccasins on the Ground.

I left the Spirit Camp to join in this year’s training, which brought organizers fighting fossil fuel extraction from all over the U.S. and Canada to share knowledge and skills. Over the weekend there were workshops on writing press releases, using lockboxes, climbing trees, etc. to get people ready to put their bodies in the way of the Keystone Pipeline. While the training was specifically teaching non-violent direct action, many expressed that that was one of many tactics people were prepared to use.

It was at the Moccasins on the Ground training that I first got connected with people from Tar Sands Blockade, the Texan direct action group responsible for the well publicized tree-sit in the way of the pipeline as well as a number of other actions.

Many of the organizers in South Dakota are full of hope, confident that the pipeline plan will be rejected and excited about the connections that are finally being made. In Texas, however, where the pipeline is already built and pumping tar sands, people are still healing from the trauma they experienced.

“We threw everything we had at this pipeline,” one organizer confided, “and we still lost. Where do we go from there?”

The Tar Sands Blockaders spent months sleeping in rural squats, collecting climbing equipment, preparing to stop construction. They had been approached by a landowner, David Daniel, who had been coerced into signing a contract with TransCanada, and who wanted to fight the company off. The tree-sit they organized lasted for three months, until TransCanada routed the pipeline around the protestors.

Some members of Tar Sands blockade had decided early on that appealing to conservative Texas landowners was the best way to gain traction with the public, while others wanted to focus on appealing to radicals. The majority hoped to create an alliance across political boundaries. While several landowners did end up on the frontlines fighting TransCanada’s attempt to roll through their land, others were either uninterested, or fought the company with Tar Sands blocade until the stakes were too high or the incentives improved. TransCanada offered money to those who were resisting, and when that didn’t work threatened to sue them. Several, including David Daniel, signed out of fear that they might lose their property, families, and businesses if they continued to fight. Those who signed contracts allowing the pipeline on their land were made to sign gag orders saying they would not speak out about the project, and refused to speak to or work with the group again.

A number of other blockades popped off in Texas, eventually leading TransCanada to sue the Tar Sands Blockade. Internal stresses and fear of the lawsuit led some organizers to split off and head north to Oklahoma, where Great Plains Tar Sands Resistance organized a series of blockades, including locking down to construction equipment. Two organizers in Oklahoma were absurdly accused of bioterrorism after unfurling an anti-tar sands banner in a public oil company building, spilling glitter on passersby.

While many of the organizers are still grappling with legal charges and what the eventual construction of the southern piece of the Keystone Pipeline means for them, they have also started pushing in other directions, some focusing on building solidarity with communities in the Houston area, where the tar sands end up to be refined. The refinery area in Houston is a veritable hellscape that stretches for miles, pushed right up against low-income neighborhoods, primarily occupied by people of color. The air is thick with the black waste that spews from the giant processing plants, and associated health problems are rampant.

In Oklahoma, Bailey, one of the “glitter terrorists” tells me that while there is a lot of disappointment there’s also a lot of energy and excitement for what comes next.

“We can’t just attack all the pipelines. ALL pipelines go through Cushing, Oklahoma. It’s all coming here. It’s all hitting us. We’re trying to step back, reflect on what we learned, start building connections, and start pushing back against a dominant culture that needs to change. It’s not something immediate we can fight back against, it’s not something we can go chain ourselves to. It’s more complicated than that.”

Back up in Nebraska, the fight against the Keystone Pipeline rages on. There, a lawsuit filed in Nebraska has stalled the permitting process, giving organizers needed time to prepare to fight the construction, and opening up the possibility that the pipeline will be flat-out rejected throughout the state. A number of projects have been created by the group BOLD Nebraska, a liberal group focused on stopping the exploitation of eminent domain, which is used by the government to usurp privately held land for projects that supposedly are for public use and which has been used to force the pipeline through unwilling landowners’ backyards.

The group has planted a sacred strain of Ponca corn and built a clean-energy barn in the way of the proposed route, hoping to exacerbate legal barriers to construction. One landowner, Tom Genung, says that getting involved in the fight against the Keystone XL pipeline has changed his life, inspiring him to get arrested in Washington DC and introducing him to many people who are now his close friends.

“Who would ever have imagined that this would happen? You know? It wasn’t part of my life plan,” Genung says.

Back up at the Spirit Camp, the legal challenges in Nebraska have delayed construction in South Dakota so that the permits have expired. In order to construct the pipeline TransCanada will have to go through the long permitting process all over again. When I began my journey we huddled to keep warm as snow piled outside. I returned to the camp as the hot South Dakota sun beat down and flies swarmed. Still the camp goes on, with prayers offered every day.

For more stories from activists along the pipeline route, pick up a copy of the zine Fueling Dissent, or visit fuelingdissent.org

 

Radical Agenda – Calendar

November 28

Buy Nothing Day – trade, dumpster, play. Everywhere.adbusters.org/campaigns/bnd

 

December 6 • 10-5

East Bay Alternative Book & Zine Fest – Speakers V.Vale & Janelle Hessig. Workshops, numerous tables. Berkeley City College, 2050 Center St. eastbayalternativebookandzinefest.com

 

December 7 • 10-6 pm

East Bay Anarchist Book Fair – Dozens of publishers and tables. Emphasis on conversations and discussion. Art @ Humanist Hall 390 27thSt. Oakland eastbayanarchist.com

 

December 10

5th Anniversary of the Arab Spring. RIOT!!! Spokescouncil. Picnic. Everywhere / organize your own event.

 

December 13 •10-6 pm

7th Humboldt Anarchist Book Fair – Food Not Bombs, child care, readings, Kristian Willaims, puppet show, @ Manila Community Center 1611 Peninsula Dr. Manila humboldtgrassroots.com

 

January 9 • 8 pm

East Bay Bike Party – starting BART stations tba: eastbaybikeparty.wordpress

 

January 25 • 4 pm

Slingshot new volunteer meeting / article brainstorm for issue #118

 

January 29 • 6 pm

San Francisco Critical Mass bike ride. Gather at Justin Herman Plaza

 

February 14 • 3 pm

Article deadline for Slingshot issue #118 – 3124 Shattuck Berkeley

 

February 17 • Sunrise ’til you pass out

Berkeley Mardi Gras – Neo pagan surrealist reappropriation of X-tian holiday—oh yeah & lots of booze and weed! You can find the parade @ People’s Park noon

 

March 8

International Women’s Day

 

April 1 • Noon

St. Stupid Day Parade Roving party of pranks and radical history. Downtown SF

 

April • 25 10 -6 pm

20th Bay Area Anarchist Book Fair. Books & info tables, skillshares, speakers, films @ Crucible 1260 7th St. Oakland

bayareaanarchistbookfair.wordpress.com

 

April 15

Steal Something From Work Day – STOP BEING A VICTIM OF CAPITALISM steafromwork.crimethinc.com

 

Sometime in Spring

All Power to the Imagination Conference brings together community organizers and academics New College of Florida Sarasota allpowertotheimagination.com

 

May 13 noon -9 pm

Protest the 30 year anniversary of the police bombing of the MOVE house in Philadelphia. Rally at 62nd & Osage Ave and march to First District Plaza 3801 Market St., Philadelphia. Onamove.com

Hot Date Nights Calendar

April 22nd – May Day

Earth Day to May Day direct actions
afgj.org/earth-day-to-may-day

 

April 27 – 1-6pm

People’s Park 45th Anniversary Concert

 

May 3-4

2nd Annual Comox Valley Anarchist Book Fair,  Cumberland, BC asmattamay@hotmail.com

 

May 17
New York Anarchist Book Fair – Judson Memorial Church, 55 Washington Square South
www.anarchistbookfair.net/

 

May 23-25
Farm Conference on Community and Sustainability – Summertown, TN
thefarmcommunity.com

 

May 24th – Time TBD
March Against Monstanto San Francisco
www.facebook.com/groups/MAMSF

 

May 24-25
Montreal Anarchist Bookfair – Two locations:
Centre Culturel Georges-Vanier, 2450 rue Workman www.anarchistbookfair.ca

 

June 7, 2014 - 1-6pm
Scranton Zine Fest – Scranton, PA – Tripp Park Community Center, 2000 Dorothy St, Scranton, PA scrantonzinefest.weebly.com

 

June 27 – 3pm

Trans march – Dolores Park, SF transmarch.org

 

June 28

Dyke march – Dolores Park, SF facebook.com/sfdykemarch

 

July 1-7(ish)

Earth First Round River Rendezvous

earthfirstjournal.org/ef-round-river-rendezvous/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

July 1-7

Rainbow Gathering – Nevada or Utah (TBD soon)

 

July 25

Deadline for radical contacts, cover art and submissions for 2015 Slingshot organizer

 

July 29 – August 5

Moving Beyond Capitalism Conference – Center for Global Justice, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico www.globaljusticecenter.org/

 

August 2/3 – 10am-12am

Layout party for 2015 Slingshot Organizer – 3124 Shattuck Ave., Berkeley

 

August 7-11
Bay Area Solidarity Summer solidaritysummer.org

 

August 9

North American Hitchgathering – South Fork of the Yuba River

 

August 17 – 4pm

Slingshot new volunteer meeting – 3124 Shattuck Ave., Berkeley

 

August 18-25

Trans & Womyn Action Camp – Calistoga, CA

rsvp: twacbayarea@riseup.net

 

August 30-31 – 11am-5pm

13th Annual SF Zine Fest - SF County Fair Building, 1199 9th Ave (at Lincoln)
www.sfzinefest.org/

 

September 13

Article deadline for Slingshot issue #117

mail to: slingshot@tao.ca

 

The Speculation Chopblock: Living at the Knife's Edge

by Teresa Smith

 A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It cuts the hand that uses it. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

Six years ago, I lost a teenage cousin to suicide, and while I know that he was responsible for making the decision to end his life, I believe that his experience of growing up in poverty guided his hand. As I grappled with my grief, I became determined to dismantle the system of power that had pulled care away from my cousin, a system that pits everyone against each other in a race towards psychological and ecological destruction.

I envisioned a new society where everyone would be empowered to meet each other’s needs and their own, and to create meaningful connections between ourselves and the planet, without our actions being tainted by the cold logic of capital.

In 2011, that vision seemed to be emerging with the public square movements popping up around the world. There was the Arab Spring followed by Europe’s Indignato Summer, culminating in the fall with Occupy encampments sprouting up in hundreds of cities across the United States. People were gathering in public squares to feed each other, to share their stories and art, to understand the real needs of their communities, and to dance through the streets together with colorful banners.

Then in October the raids came. The police coordinated with paramilitaries hired by the banks to shut down every major Occupy encampment in the U.S., and they did it within three weeks.

In Oakland, folks refused to let the vision go. We re-occupied, again and again, until January 28 of 2012. On that day, hundreds of us marched through Oakland to try to liberate an abandoned building. Our hope was to transform the long-empty, publicly-owned Kaiser Building into a true community center, a place where people could feed each other, and sleep in a bed, no questions asked. It would be a space with a roof where we could work together to continue to understand and address the evolving needs of our community.

But the social disease that is capitalism will not let itself be healed so easily. And on J28, the mass arrests, tear gas, and police batons finally beat the hope out of us.

We realized we wouldn’t be allowed to create a new care-based social space, and the logic of capital re-inhabited many our lives. Most of us still had rent to pay and debts to keep. With heavy hearts, many of us went back to seeking work.

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Last year, a professional poker player named Ballard moved into the Birdhaus co-op in South Berkeley, where I was living in a cupboard at the time.

Ballard had a certain sparkle to him. When he won at the tables, his eyes shone all the brighter, glinting like pieces of gold. When he lost, the air around him seemed heavy, his motions stifled.

Ballard claims he can feel it, the exact moment when his luck is about to run out during a game. The trick is knowing when to pull out. Good players will try to keep you in, trick you into staying at the table when you know you’re losing. Poker is a game played with magnetism, and I might say a spark of something animal.

Last week, I was drinking tea with Ballard at his new apartment, and I asked if he’d ever thought of extending his gambling skill into the speculative market. “You’d be good at flipping houses,” I said, baiting him.

He scrunched his nose like I’d loosed bad air.

“I could never do that,” he replied, and later explained: “When you play poker, everyone at the table knows the rules—they’ve consented to be there.” House-flippers are gambling with people’s homes and neighborhoods, and they do it without anyone’s consent.

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A few weeks ago, I was buying wine at the Black & White Liquor Store when three rambunctious men came bouncing in like they owned the place. They were knocking things over, tossing bags of chips back and forth. One of them turned to a young man with a bicycle and said, “I’ll give you a hundred bucks, cash, for that bike.”

Moments later, the young man was walking out of the store with the money while the three men clustered around their new bike, high-fiving each other: “We could sell this bike on Craigslist tomorrow for two hundred!”

I left the store, wanting to escape whatever mania they were flinging as quickly as possible. While walking home, however, I was followed by the man who had bought the bike.

“Hey, hey lady!” he was saying as he rode at my heels, “I just bought a house! Right here, in this neighborhood!”

He veered in front of me and suddenly his two henchmen were at my flanks. Three men to one woman: very bad odds. I grabbed my bottle of wine, ready to defend myself if needed.

The men were all talking fast.

“You want a job?” said the one with the bike. “I’ll let you guard my new house, super cheap.”

“You’re a house flipper!” I realized.

“I’m a family man!” he protested, and pulled out his smartphone to show me photos of his wife and kids. His first granddaughter had been born just two days earlier.

The man introduced himself as Jack and he was born in Mexico in the 1970s, just as globalized trade began its stranglehold of that nation’s labor market. His family moved to up East L.A. when he was a boy, and Jack grew up in dire poverty there. But now, thanks to his luck flipping houses, Jack’s granddaughter was going to grow up rich, Rich, RICH! She would go to nurturing schools, eat healthy food, and never have to sleep with gunfire as a lullaby—just as long as Jack flipped his houses right.

I followed the three back to the beautiful 102-year-old Victorian that Jack had just purchased on MLK Blvd. The other two men had been hired by Jack to remodel the the house so he could sell it in 6 months for much more than he paid for it.

When we entered the house, I was shocked to see that the beautiful built-in bookcases had been pried from the walls, and that the antique molding was lying in pieces on the floor.

“We’re scrapping this junk,” Jack explained. “It will be all new wood!”

He was erasing the personality of the house, just as the whole South Berkeley neighborhood is being gradually sterilized, replaced by something less funky, less interesting, by investors trying to predict the tastes of the next set of investors. And here was century-old woodwork being sent to the landfill, to be replaced with the bones of fresh trees.

As a teenager in the mid-90s, I watched a real estate boom rip through the Seattle area. During that time, investors from around the world descended upon the region, buying up land, flipping it, developing it, and flipping it again. Massive housing tracts were erected in the hills, displacing the creatures that had lived there for uncountable generations. In the middle of the day, bears and cougars could be seen wandering the streets like ghosts, searching for their vanished ecosystems.

As the Seattle housing bubble peaked, fueled by the flipping frenzy, only the highest paid industrial workers in the nation (tech workers and a few aeronautical engineers) could afford the inflated housing prices. When the tech bubble burst and the Boeing layoffs came in Year 2000, the housing market collapsed as well, and hundreds of new homes were left empty in the woods, haunted by a the specter of a future that never came.

The investors who were left with those houses when the downturn hit lost a great deal of money, while those who sold early enough made off like bandits.

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“House flipping is less like poker, and more like old maid,” said X.lenc as we were putting together this issue of Slingshot. “In Oakland, it’s like the speculators are pulling cards right out of your hand.”

Last month, X.lenc was evicted from his apartment in San Francisco, where eviction rates are horrific. Between March 2010 and February 2013, housing prices in SF surged by 22 percent and evictions rose by 38 percent, with 1,716 households suffering eviction in the city in 2012.

After the eviction, X.Lenc relocated to East Oakland, where he has had to confront widespread fear about “gentrifying the neighborhood.” Folks are scared of doing social work in their neighborhoods in Oakland because they don’t want to risk raising the housing prices, which would surely bring the plague of evictions over from across the Bay.

A few months ago, Phat Beets and Arizmendi, two radical Oakland collectives dedicated to urban farming and making pastries, discovered that their organizations had been listed on a map that was used by real estate agents to sell the neighborhood. The real estate people had even renamed or “rebranded” the area as “NOBE,” in an effort to erase the Golden Gate neighborhood’s working class roots and to make houses there seem like a trendy commodity.

“It’s like, you try to do anything good in a neighborhood, and suddenly your work becomes a card in the speculators’ hands,” says an exasperated Xander.

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As radical squatters continue to liberate empty buildings in Oakland, creating beautiful community gardens, libraries, bike shops, and free schools in abandoned buildings, they often have to face that lingering fear that the speculators will move in and evict them, reaping the profits of their free labor.

Two winters ago, the radical squat known as Hellarity was shut down in West Oakland after a glorious 12-year run. It was purchased, sight unseen, in 2006 by a house flipper from India who spent 6 years fighting the squatters in court. In 2012, a judge ruled in the house flipper’s favor and Hell was evicted.

Even though adverse possession laws seem to be in their favor, squatters rarely gain legal ownership of the spaces they fix up.

In the only known case of a radical squatter gaining legal ownership of a house in California, the original owner had died, leaving no next of kin. This situation is quite rare. If the squatted building has a living owner or is owned by a bank, it is often only a matter of time before the property is reclaimed by the market.

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Mike Delacour, who is known in the Bay Area for coming up with the idea for People’s Park, believes house flippers killed his wife Gina Sasso, who was known for her longtime advocacy for homeless and disabled peoples’ rights.

Early in 2011, a pair of eager young real estate flippers purchased the South Berkeley apartment building in which Gina and Mike were renters. The new building owners insisted that Mike and Gina remove decades of projects that the couple had accumulated on the back patio.

Gina was exhausted from her work fighting measure S, and it was the rainy season, but the investors where quite pushy, anxious that the real estate bubble might pop, and they wanted to remodel the patio before selling the building.

Gina died of pneumonia on May 25 of 2011, midway through cleaning the deck. The building has changed owners half a dozen times since then.

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Life is a hustle in the Bay. Between rent and debt, the costs of food and fees for healthcare—you have to make money somehow. Even most squatters I know work jobs or find some way to bring cash into their lives.

Last year, I started a booth where I sold jewelry made out of garbage. The booth itself was a statement about capitalism—every item was to be made of something that I had saved from going to the landfill. “Do you realize there are villages in China that have no garbage!” I would orate to passersby, “Garbage is necessitated by the system, but we can undo it!”

Anti-capitalism must have been a hot commodity that year, because my garbage jewelry was selling fast. When winter came, I found myself in a dilemma: three craft fairs in a row and I was out of garbage to make new jewelry with—and I had already pre-paid to have my booth at the events! So I broke my vow to myself and bought new feathers and buttons.

In Catholicism, there is the idea of the “original sin.” For those not indoctrinated, the legend goes something like: Eve and Adam were these two hippies, and they ate some fruit they weren’t supposed to. The fruit gave them a new type of awareness, but it must have been a pretty bad trip, because afterwords they were spiritually severed from their creator, who kicked them out of her garden, and they couldn’t hang out naked or forge for their food anymore, but instead had to wear clothes and work the land to eat.

Perhaps, when we surrender to the logic of capital, we each have a kind of “forbidden fruit moment” which comes when we make our first decision to do something that we are morally opposed to in order to receive cash.

After I broke my vow to make jewelry only with garbage, a sort of numbness settled in. I felt as if I had surrendered a bit of myself to the logic of of the system. Capital had been allowed to rewrite a part of me, to eclipse me. Since then, I have felt more detached from my work, and have found it easier to take on new jobs and bring money (care/power) into my life.

Rather than knowledge, the forbidden fruit of capital offers a lack of knowledge of good and evil: this “initiating sin” delivers a claim to innocence and ignorance. “I was just doing my job,” says my inner capitalist, “and I am not responsible for the things my job makes me do.”

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Last week, an intense storm blew over the East Bay, with lightning striking houses and setting off car alarms. I was in Oakland during the storm, treating myself to lunch with my favorite Marxist and his partner while the rain poured in buckets outside.

When I told the Marxist I was planning to write about the “disease of speculation” and the “gambling class,” he wanted to caution me against moralizing the behavior of capitalists. After all, they are just following the rules.

“If you could describe capitalism in one simple sentence,” I said, “What would it be?”

He thought for a moment, then said, “You spend money to get money.”

It is upon that basic mechanism—spending money to get money—that so many other mechanisms whirl into play. Often folks don’t realize that, when we choose to allow the logic of capitalism to invade our interactions, other things we might not consent to—like deforestation, homelessness, colonialism, and gentrification—are built into the system.

Capitalism is a closed system of logic—it is only concerned with its function of perpetuating itself by turning more things into commodities. Community needs and ecological protection simply aren’t built into this logic of perpetual expansion of value, so they are not factored in to capitalist decision-making.

This logic of capital is self-perpetuating: it aims to rewrite all human activity. This is why we’re seeing the rapid privatization of what were once public services—post offices, schools, hospitals, prisons, low-income housing, and more. Under capital, everything is to be transformed into a commodity ripe for speculation.

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In June of 2013, tree sitters attempted to stop a permaculture farm in San Francisco’s Hayes Valley neighborhood from being developed into apartments. The farm had been sold by the city to a giant real estate corporation, and proponents of the development claimed that there was a desperate need for housing in the city. But according to the 2010 census, an estimated 30,000 homes in SF stand vacant, held by speculators who do not want to burden themselves with renters. These are enough homes to house every homeless person in the city—five times over.

On June 13th, 2013, dozens of riot police raided Hayes Valley farm and arrested the tree sitters in a raid orchestrated by the Department of Homeland Security.

Exactly a month before the Homeland Security raided Hayes Valley Farm, researchers at the Mauna Loa Observatory clocked the atmosphere’s CO2 levels at 400 parts per million (ppm), the highest ever. In the mid-1980s, CO2 levels climbed into the “climate change danger zone” of 350 ppm, and now, at 400ppm and climbing, mass extinction and global starvation is already happening.

If you live in America, the average distance your food travels to reach you is 1500 miles. Creating urban farms where residents can grow their food locally is a vital first step towards reversing the fossil fuel emission that leads to climate change.

Under capitalism’s cold logic, however, our society’s biggest priority is for Wall Street investors to flip their stocks—to make their publicly traded corporations worth more this quarter than when it was when they bought its stock. That is the logic that leads a 45,000 square foot urban farm to be transformed into apartments in a city with 30,000 empty homes in a time of climate crisis, and is pushed through by an internal national military.

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During last week’s storm, Ballard, my poker-playing friend, was in a building that was struck by lightning. “I could feel it in my feet!” he later said, laughing, as if exhilarated by the thrill of it.

To be alive is to risk death. When our lives are on the line, we are reminded, quite viscerally, of how much those lives are worth to us. This is the value of taking risk.

The smalltime commodities investors get to experience the thrill (and stress!) of great risk because they are often putting everything on the line—the wellbeing of their families, their future social mobility—with the hope of making more money.

As you move up the wealth ladder, however, you find that speculation begins to take on different forms because “risk” is no longer actual risk to the investors’ livelihoods, it is simply an abstract part of an equation. And as risk becomes more abstracted, extremely risky decisions are made without fear of failure, because the failure may be considered smaller than some other success.  This is the logic of an investor with many types of holdings.

Just look at the role that risk played in the CDO-driven subprime housing collapse. Invented in 1987, a CDO (Collateralized Debt Obligation) is a financial instrument that is essentially a promise to pay investors in a prescribed sequence based on the flow of cash that the CDO collects from the assets that it owns. CDOs buy debt, so it is in their best interest for more debt to exist. In the early 2000s, CDOs actually gave lenders incentives to make the risky home loans that led up to the 2007-9 mortgage crisis, leading to the “Great Recession” in which nearly 9 million American jobs vanished, and strife spread across the global.

The decisions made by CDOs insured that millions of people would lose their jobs, but the investors who pulled out at the right time made a fortune. The subprime home loans were a huge risk that had been factored in to the equation of creating wealth for a group of investors over a set period of time.

On the macro and micro levels, the system of often capital encourages investors to bet against the public good–or at least, the public good isn’t factored in to the decision-making–and if these investors play their stocks and financial instruments right, they will walk away rewarded.

A majority of the globe’s resources and labor have been hijacked by this game of creating temporary profits for those who are able to gamble for the highest stakes. But as this system attempts to replace all human relationships with its broken own logic of perpetual growth, all of us are bound to lose.

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As a person with epilepsy, I have found that the money helps me get the care I need to reduce my seizures, and to do the projects that lend meaning to my life.

Every day, I struggle to justify my interactions with a system I despise, telling myself that I am worthy of the care that the money I make brings, but also vowing to keep my eyes open, to take every opportunity I can find to liberate care from the system, to de-commodify the things that matter to us, liberating care from the market, one commodity at the time, to the extent that is currently possible.

Heal from the roots – restorative justice for Sasha and Richard

In early November, an act of transphobic violence in Oakland set off a chain of public outcry, solidarity, and criminal prosecution. The victim, an 18-year-old high school student, was discharged from the hospital at the end of November, while their attacker has been charged with multiple felony counts and faces a long prison term if convicted. Now that the dust has settled, it’s time to think about the role not just of gender, but of race and the prison-industrial complex, as well as alternative responses to community violence.

On November 4th, Sasha Fleischman was sleeping on the AC Transit bus when Richard Thomas, a 16-year-old Oakland High School student, allegedly set their skirt on fire. Sasha, who identifies outside the gender binary and uses plural pronouns (they, them, their), spent most of November in the hospital, undergoing extensive skin grafts, and has a long recovery period ahead; an online fundraising page has already raised over $31,000 to help cover the costs.

For better and for worse, Sasha’s story has attracted some attention outside the Bay Area–even internationally. For better, because it’s important that people realize shit like this happens even in “progressive” enclaves like Oakland, and because people across the world (more than 700 of them so far) have shown support for Sasha on their fundraising page in the form of donations and kind comments. Sasha’s story has brought attention–some of it positive–to the experiences and struggles of folks who live outside the gender binary.

For worse, media coverage has been predictably abysmal. Most outlets have used the wrong pronouns for Sasha, repeated their legal name while casting their chosen name or pronoun in quotation marks, or referred to them as a “skirt-wearing teen,” as if their attire were the problem. Some reporters have just been lazy and obstinate, identifying Sasha as a gender, quoting their friends as saying Sasha uses plural pronouns–and then continuing to use male pronouns in the very next sentence. NBC Bay Area even went as far as to describe the pronoun they as “a purposely confusing word to show others what it feels like to be confused by gender,” casting all folks who use plural pronouns as conspiring to confound the cisgender public.

Even more frustratingly, the coverage doesn’t seem to be reaching those who need to know most: other high school students. I work as a sexual health counselor at a school not far from Sasha’s. I’m queer and out at work, and I often get to talk with queer, trans, and gender-variant students about their experiences, their challenges, and their relationships in this heteronormative, gender-enforcing world. Some students at the school know Sasha, or know Sasha’s friends, and I worry about how stories like Sasha’s affect their sense of safety in the community, on campus, and even at home.

But most students seem not to have heard about Sasha. When some of my queer coworkers and I teamed up with the school’s Gay-Straight Alliance (GSA) last week to commemorate the national Transgender Day of Remembrance (TDoR), an annual memorial for trans and gender-variant folks who have been lost over the past year (many of them murdered), few students stopped at our table, where Sasha’s picture was displayed prominently along with the names and photos of others who have been attacked or killed. Most staff and faculty passed by in silence, too.

Fortunately, those who did stop by long enough to see Sasha’s portrait and hear their story expressed sorrow and regret at what happened to Sasha. Some of them even signed the GSA’s trans ally pledge or wrote Sasha a “Get Well” card. For this lunch period at least, the mood was one of support, solidarity, and healing for Sasha. Joining them in solidarity were Sasha’s classmates, teachers, parents, and friends, who had worn skirts to school and marched through East Oakland a week previously.

Outside the schools, however, the response has been different: an all-too-familiar combination of vilifcation and state power. The suspect, who is black, has been charged with two felonies, aggravated mayhem and assault, each with multiple hate crime enhancements, because Richard allegedly admitted he is “homophobic.” The District Attorney, Nancy O’Malley, has decided to charge him as an adult, despite a public plea from Sasha and their family to try Richard as a juvenile in family court. If convicted of both, he could face 25 years to life in prison. This is the dark elephant in the room of Sasha’s story: a “progressive” community’s willingness to throw away another black sixteen year old’s life.

The media coverage on the Left has been complicit in this project, despite its good intentions. Documentarian Jason Cohen, for example, writing for the Huffington Post’s Gay Voices column, compares the attack on Sasha to that of a gay teenager, Matthew Boger, who was beaten by neo-Nazis in Hollywood in 1980 (How Hate Happens). Cohen tells us how one of Boger’s attackers, Tim Zaal, who was 17 at the time, later realized the harm he’d caused and went on to join Boger in giving presentations on tolerance, “embark[ing] on a difficult journey of reconciliation and forgiveness.” For Cohen, Zaal’s story shows how hate is learned, and can be unlearned, and encourages us to think about the “deep-rooted factors” that could have led Richard to set Sasha on fire, such as, Cohen speculates, the lack of LGBT adults in Richard’s life. And yet Cohen mentions the numerous charges against Richard without for even a moment questioning his presumably lengthy incarceration.

The coverage on the Left, then, seems to recite the DA’s proclamations about the horrific nature of the crime–and it was horrific indeed–but predictably fails to question the prison-industrial complex’s (PIC) role as protector and its monopoly on the allocation of “justice.” It fails to critique, in other words, how the effort to drum up public awareness and outrage about the attack coincides with the state violence of locking up another black teenager, at a time, according to the National Council on Crime and Delinquency, when black youth are six times more likely to be incarcerated than white youth charged with the same crimes (And Justice for Some). At a time when, as litigator Michelle Alexander writes, more African-Americans are incarcerated than were enslaved before the Civil War (The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness). Yes, queer, trans, and gender-variant folks ought to be cautiously optimistic that the police and the community are taking gender-based violence seriously, rather than ignoring it, trivializing it, or blaming the victim. But this shouldn’t make us think that the cops are on our side (or that if they were, our work would be done) or prevent us from thinking critically about systemic racism. Such a complacent narrative will never explain, much less hold anyone accountable for, the death of Kayla Moore, a black transwoman who died while in Berkeley Police custody last February.

This narrative also shouldn’t prevent us from proposing radical alternatives to hate crimes laws and mass incarceration. Faced with this terrible act of violence, we ought to think restoratively. This means that we question the standard American criminal justice process, which Oakland-based restorative justice activist Fania Davis describes in Tikkun magazine as “retributive”:

“The only way to pay back the debt and re-balance the scales is to be given your just deserts…Pain, suffering, isolation, deprivation, even death are often viewed as the only way to make right the wrong, the only way to pay back the debt and the only way to re-balance the scales…Instead of the person harmed who retaliates, it is our justice system that strikes back on the victim’s behalf (What’s Love Got to Do with It?).

The retributive way of administering “justice” is so deeply engrained in American culture that even those like Jason Cohen, who want “reconciliation and forgiveness” for Richard and Sasha, cannot question it. Falling into the same trap, the editorial board of the SF Examiner declares that “we all need to focus on healing and learning,” while maintaining that “there is no doubt that there needs to be punishment for the sixteen year-old [Richard]” (Sasha Fleicshman Sets Example). Like Cohen, another way does not occur to them. But another way is possible: restorative justice holds that locking people in cages only increases the original wrong. Rather than focus on allocating individual blame and punishment, restorative justice seeks to repair harms for the victim, offender, and community alike, reconciling conflict instead of deepening it. It allows us to see how transphobic violence in the community and state violence behind bars share a common nexus. Restorative justice asks:

1) Who was harmed?
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3) What are the needs and responsibilities of all affected?
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5) How do all affected parties together address needs and repair harms?
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With these guiding questions, restorative justice programs attempt to bring together victims, offenders, and volunteers from the affected community to find fair, non-Statist, mutually acceptable ways of repairing the harm. This can take many forms: victim-offender mediation, family group conferences, or peacemaking circles (What’s Love Got to Do with It?). In West Oakland middle schools, restorative justice programs have been hugely successful: in 2007, an initiative started by Restorative Justice for Oakland Youth eliminated expulsions and fights, and reduced suspension rates by 75%, enormous achievements that retributive justice could never have reached. The model has proven effective outside the schools as well, from juvenile sexual assault cases to robberies.

The tragic irony here is that the same queer/trans folks who are tacitly, if not enthusiastically, supporting the use of hate crimes laws in the name of justice for Sasha, have they themselves so often been the target of this same legislation, often for just trying to defend against repression. The fact that hate crimes laws disproptionately affect queers, trans/gender-variant folks, low-income folks, people of color, and especially those who inhabit many of these identities, has been so well documented that even liberal left groups like the ACLU now oppose hate crime sentencing enhancements.* And yet, instead of seeing common cause with Richard, those who reflexively seek retributive justice for Richard threaten to pit queers against people of color, letting the state play the role of mediator. Fortunately, the community has resisted this cynical move, and students of color at Richard’s school and beyond have written letters of condolence and support to Sasha.

By all means, yes, let’s call Sasha’s attack the tragic act of violence that it was, and hold Richard accountable. We can be angry and scared and sad about what happened–these are all valid feelings, and I’ve been feeling them, too. But let’s hold ourselves accountable as well, and in doing so, attempt to hold the state accountable too. Let’s not confront one axis of oppression only to join with the state in reinforcing another one. Transphobic violence and ubiquitous, racist incarceration are both problems, and a 25-year sentence for Richard does nothing to solve the former while exacerbating the latter. A restorative approach challenges the state’s monopoly on “justice,” while offering an opportunity for mutual understanding and healing for Sasha and Richard.

* Abolitionist group Black and Pink has compiled radical queer critiques of hate crimes laws into a succinct document that you can view on their website: blackandpink.org

Plaything of the Rich – a History of US Health Insurance

I am half–Canadian and half–American. I grew up mostly in Canada and thus have always had public–run health care in my life. I knew nothing about health insurance companies and all of their fine–print and evil until recently. Since coming to the US, I have not yet come into close contact with the American system since I have been mostly healthy aside from a baseball–related injury here and there.

However, my mother, who is my Canadian half, has had much more difficulty in recent years. This August she found out she has breast cancer for the third time and will be required to go through chemotherapy (something she is enduring right now with amazing resiliency), a double–mastectomy, and then radiation. As this process has advanced, she has found a few deficiencies of the Canadian system: certain medications are not 100% covered in Canada (although alternatives are), and she has been frustrated on occasion with some of the specialists who got caught up in surgery and could not attend to her right away. However, the bottom line is this: with all the other shit she has to deal with surrounding hospitals, and doctors and treatment and feeling good about herself, she has never once had to worry if she would be covered or if she would get a big bill at the end of it. In early 2014, when she is done with all of this, the total direct cost for having withstood all of this will be $0.

That is an amazing thing. Myself, on the other hand, living in the States now and not having a “real” job with a good income nor an employer than can supply me with health care, well . . . my plan is simply not to get sick. Even with the much–discussed Obamacare plan, I personally still have no other option.

Since January 1st, 2014, millions of people in the United States have had access to health care that they previously thought impossible. Nearly forty million people who previously did not have care, can get it. Many on the Right believe that this new health–care plan, colloquially known as Obamacare, is the death knell of private enterprise as it pertains to health. On the Left, the reaction has ranged from praise for the Democrats for getting something done, to outrage that the new plan has no publicly funded option and is still dominated by the insurance industry. This partisanship over an issue as seemingly basic as health is perhaps more striking than discussing the details of the plan itself. I thought the best way to tackle the issue would be to go back to the history of the US health–care system and then to briefly compare it to the system of our neighbors to the north in Canada.

What became alarmingly clear when reading into the past was that the health of the American people has always been the plaything of the rich and powerful. No matter the era, health care policy has always been more about garnering votes and placating the masses than it has been about a genuine concern for having a healthy population in the US.

the early days (pre–1920)

It would be safe to say that in the early part of the twentieth century the United States was already lagging well behind its European counterparts in healthcare accessibility. Until the 1920s there was no organized coverage afforded to American citizens. Unsurprisingly, the first calls for coverage came not from governmental circles, but rather from the labor movement, which was gaining great strength in this period.

By contrast, male German workers were partially covered in 1883; Swedish workers in 1891; Danish in 1892; and the Austro–Hungarian Empire, Norway, Switzerland, Britain, Russia and the Netherlands followed suit in 1912. Ironically, almost all of these initiatives were enacted not from leftist governments, but rather by conservative administrations fearing the rise of the working person and potential revolution. This pattern was followed in the US, albeit at a much slower pace.

In 1906, the American Association of Labor Legislation (AALL) proposed a solution which would cover local workers in much the same way that plans had elsewhere (any male making under $1200 per year would be eligible). It took nine years, but in 1915 the bill was finally introduced into congress. It was crushed, and was never really seriously considered as an option by any of the major parties who retained seats. The core reason for the bill’s defeat is one that is still well–understood today: red–baiting. Much of the debate in the house during that year centered not on health but rather on “Bolshevism” and the concern that giving people publicly funded health care would inevitably lead to a communist takeover. In addition, the bill–writers made a grave error by including the concept of death insurance in the act, thus taking on not only apathetic politicians, but also the already–massive and powerful insurance industry. Health insurance did not exist at that time per se, but life insurance certainly did, and those corporations were not ready to give up their stranglehold on the industry.

One interesting note during this period is that this would be the first (and last) era where the American Medical Association (AMA) actually supported health care reform; from this moment forward doctors would be at the forefront of the anti–public health care crusade, concerning themselves more with their wallets than anything else.

the labor rights era (1920–40)

Health care coverage began in the 1920s in perhaps the last place you would expect it today: Dallas, Texas. It was there that Baylor University Hospital (later taking on the more famous moniker of Blue Cross) first conceived the idea of providing health coverage. However, the insurance was not initially intended to benefit the poor nor the sick, but rather was devised as a way for doctors to have limited liability should anything go wrong. Local teachers were given coverage for the low monthly fee of 50 cents per month, but it covered so little that there was little risk for the hospital. Doctors were then able to use the extra money as a pool against any future “mistakes.”

Nonetheless, people liked the idea of feeling protected even if the plans were full of holes (for instance, baby care was covered but not coverage for pregnant women), so by 1938 about 3 million people were insured by Blue Cross. It should be made clear that the coverage was not available to the general population, but was rather offered piecemeal to certain organizations (professional groups, clubs etc.) who were deemed “respectable” enough to be offered the plan. Doctors were now firmly entrenched in their position, having basically created a system designed to further enrich them at the expense of their clients.

the civil rights movement (1940–1970)

The first major shift in health policy occurred during World War II, as a labor shortage forced US companies to re–analyze their relationship with employees. Just as the women’s rights movement grew from labor shortages caused by massive amounts of men being shipped off to fight a foreign war, changing American demographics affected corporation–employee relationships. Many companies, hoping to lure potential employees away from competitors, offered corporation–paid health care for the first time from 1941–5. However, further paralleling women’s labor participation during these years, plans were eliminated at the end of the war just as women were fired en masse in 1945.

Initially these plans actually benefitted the workers a great deal as access was equal (despite still being run by profit–driven private businesses). However, many loopholes were quickly closed with the introduction of the premium system, which allowed the insurers to charge more or less based on age, gender, and previously existing health problems. Soon, it was only cheap for young, healthy, white men to get coverage. Everyone else was left with escalating premiums.

In the midst of all this, in 1943, a bill for true public health care was introduced for the first time. Known as the Wagner–Murray–Dingell Bill, it was debated for a short time and soundly defeated as the AALL Bill had been before it. This time, lack of funds was cited as the main reason for its downfall.

In the 60s and 70s, as poor and minority communities were increasingly seen as a source of votes, both parties shifted towards offering limited health care plans. This resulted in a system that offered government credits to companies that provided health care. However, the health insurance racket was simply too big at this point for any mainstream elected official to oppose it without risking their political future. As usual, the Congressional wranglings of the day did not represent popular sentiment: a poll in 1964 showed that 60% of Americans favored a full public system . . . a number that has held steady or increased over the past fifty years. Of course, none of this mattered. After all, when was the last time there was a referendum in the United States?

In 1965, the modern (this term should be used very loosely) US health care system was founded with the formation of both Medicare and Medicaid. The former was designed to provide coverage for US citizens over the age of 65, while the latter was created to help subsidize coverage for those with low income and resources. This was done with a mostly–privately controlled system in mind — not coincidentally because the insurance companies themselves were often writing the revisions.

the modern era (1970–present)

The major shift in health care over the last forty years or so has nothing to do with the coverage itself, but rather with the expansion of the corporate–health alliance into new areas. Today, not only are doctors’ associations and insurance companies spending millions to oppose real public coverage, but technological and pharmaceutical companies have been added to the mix. These various lobby groups literally derive ALL of their income from people’s ill–health. Any health system run by people who want people to be sick, hmm . . . that’s like running a prison system that wants lots of criminals.

Any small gains made during the 60s were virtually eliminated by the Nixon–Reagan–Bush–Clinton–Bush administrations of the coming years as, once again, federally funded health care was aligned with such shiver–inducing words as “Communism,” “Socialism,” and “anti–Americanism.” People who could not afford coverage were simply left by the wayside. (In 2013, that amounted to 46,000,000+ people or about 16% of the entire “legal” population.) The end–result is that the US now leads the so–called developed world in preventable deaths. What people may not realize is that this system is also ridiculously expensive for taxpayers even as it gives most of that federal money to corporations rather than actual human beings.

is obamacare different?

In a word, no (with some caveats). Essentially, the new system is an extension of all the schemes that came before it: it is based in classism, wholly supports the insurance industry, sees doctors as entrepreneurs rather than as public servants, and will not dramatically change things going forward. It is indeed a major accomplishment that millions of people now have access to health care and that people with pre–existing conditions can no longer be denied care. However, Medicare is still not a true public option, as it is still firmly entrenched in the private system. The other major alteration is the creation of the exchange system. This will allow all Americans to go to government–run exchanges where they can get an even–handed picture of which private company will provide the best services for their needs. So far, this system has shown to be woefully inadequate and too complicated for most people. Obamacare’s other glaring flaw, a uniquely American problem, is that states can choose to opt–out of the plan. Fortunately, a federal exchange system can replace the state–run facilities in this case much to the dismay of States’ rights advocates across the country. This has meant that many aspects of the plan have only been approved in Democrat–run states, while the Republican–run states have attempted to opt out. Whether or not this has affected coverage opportunities, it has had the sad result of making health, once again, a partisan issue. Now, as always, party politics and the wealthy decide health–care policy, and the people are left out in the cold.

Bibliography

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5. Staysmartstayhealthy.com’s Health Care History in the US.

6. Wikipedia’s “Provisions of the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act.”

7. Kboo.fm’s “Obamacare from ar adical universal healthcare perspective.”

8. Dailykos.com’s “Equip yourself to deflect Obamacare attacks,” August 29th, 2013.

9. Billmoyers.com’s “The rights Obamacare rhetoric is completely unhinged from reality,” October 13th, 2013.

10. Wikipedia’s “Comparison of the health care systems in Canada and the United States.”

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12. i2.cdn.turner.com’s May 28th, 2013 Health Care Poll.

13. Economix.blogs.nytimes.com’s “How much do doctors in other countries make.”

canada and the us (all stats 2010–13)

the US Canada

money spent per person on health $6714 $3678

% of health care that is run by the gov’t 46% 71%

% of seniors’ health care run by gov’t 53% 97%

number of uninsured citizens as a percentage 16.4% 0%

average doctor salary, in ‘purchasing power parities’ $230,000 $161,000

% of citizens with access to health care at work 59.1% N/A

% of personal bankruptcies relating to health care 49% 0%

money spent on drugs per capita per year 728 $509

World Health Organization Ranking (191 countries) 72nd 35th

Beyond Fatalism – Reframing Climate

The climate is changing before our eyes. In Berkeley, we’ve only had 5 inches of rain in a year and the weather is nothing like it was just 25 years ago when I moved here. And everywhere else, we’re seeing extreme weather events — burning heat, bitter cold, and violent storms. Although everyone notices and almost everyone realizes these changes are related to human CO2 emissions, we continue with business as usual. Climate chaos risks a mass extinction, crop failure, starvation, and social collapse, yet there is no sense of a popular uprising or outpouring of resistance like we briefly experienced during Occupy.

Rather, we’ve fallen into a psychological rut in which many people seem to have given up on the idea that our species will survive or can solve such an overwhelming problem. We’re left with hip cynicism that fetishizes the Apocalypse, or, more commonly, resignation and denial. The problem isn’t a lack of proposals, but rather that cutting emissions on a global scale is such a big project that any individual action appears meaningless. To eliminate CO2 emissions, everyone and everything has to change, but it’s hard to say what one can do right now to bring this about.

Sensitive people who can’t stop caring are gradually going mad from the contradictions — driven to hopeless isolated acts of vandalism or retreating into the ineffectual self-centered survivalism of backyard gardening or going back to the land. But none of these acts does anything to effectively attack the actual problem: that a tiny number of powerful people are running everything to concentrate wealth; that in the process, they have destabilized the ecosystems on which we all depend for our very survival; and that checks on their power by civil society are lacking.

The invisible hand of the market, left to its own devices and in control of the world’s governments, will not reduce reliance on fossil fuels since the market on its own doesn’t build in the costs of fossil fuel dependence. While some climate change is already inevitable, an inspired widespread movement can still make a difference and avert the most disastrous climate disruption and human social collapse.

It’s time to shake off this bad dream and say fuck this shit — let’s DO something. When I look at my daughter’s face and think about her future, I realize that life is too enjoyable and the world we inherited too beautiful to let it go down the drain so some oil companies can make a short-term buck.

We need to culturally and psychologically re-frame the way people think about climate change so we can get beyond being overwhelmed and instead focus on what we can do. It’s impossible to be sure that anything we can do at this point will make a difference, but it is certain that if no one does something dramatic soon, we’re screwed.

Just knowing the disturbing facts laid out in the Al Gore movie hasn’t been enough — and in fact seems to have backfired. Rather than building momentum for people to make personal and systemic changes in the way we relate to the earth, widespread awareness of climate change has enhanced fatalism and resignation.

Our experience with Occupy offers a peek at how to proceed. As with global warming, Occupy tackled economic issues so overwhelming and complex that people had tuned out. Until we figured out how to (briefly) tune back in. What we need now is a revival and expansion of the energy behind Occupy directed at the economy and the ecology.

Building a popular uprising depends on breaking down psychological isolation and building community. Resistance has to flow from our hearts and be inspired by our humanity, excitement, engagement and direct participation. As we build a movement, we will build momentum, fearlessness, and the psychological resources necessary to overcome the way things are, and instead see the way things can be.

A successful movement addressing climate change must attack inequality and capitalism because a system organized by valueless competition and economic efficiency can’t preserve the environment which is owned by no one and operates on its own separate internal logic. Capitalism necessarily seeks to maximize the human transformation and domination of nature — processing trees, rivers and the air we breathe to enlarge the bank balances of the oligarchs on top.

Up until recently, the struggle against capitalism has mostly been about justice and fairness for the humans it enslaves, but now it must be about our survival as a species and defense of the Earth on which we depend. If the global environment collapses, the poor and those in the Global South will suffer first and worst since whatever food and water remains will be seized by those with the most money and power in even more extreme ways than what already happens.

Bill McKibben quotes the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change as calculating that humans can emit a total of 565 gigatons more CO2 without going above a 2 degree C increase in global temperatures — an increase that might be manageable. For a sense of scale, humans emitted about 32 gigatons in 2012. Unfortunately, the London-based Carbon Tracker Initiative calculated that the fossil fuel companies already have coal, oil and gas reserves that would emit 2,795 gigatons of CO2 if burned. That means 80 percent of the fossil fuels that corporations have already discovered must not be burned. And yet the fastest growing part of the economy is environmentally destructive exploration and development of even more fossil fuels — Increasingly focused on difficult-to-extract “un-conventional” sources like tar sands.

All of the hype about fracking leading to American “energy independence” is very literally crazy talk — drilling and mining our own graves. We have to avoid confusion about fracking, XL pipelines, tar sands, trains carrying oil and coal, and other big fossil fuel projects. They aren’t bad primarily because they may pollute local water sources or risk spills, but because if the gas and oil they bring to market are burned exactly as intended — to run our clothes dryers and propel our cars and airplanes — our asses will be cooked. A lot of anti-fracking and pipeline campaigns are taking on a not-in-my-backyard flavor — passing laws to keep impacts away from populated areas — but this misses the point and further confuses and diverts energy we need to build a successful movement to avoid climate chaos.

The first step towards achieving zero greenhouse gas emissions needs to be an end to new investments in fossil fuel infrastructure, and a shift of the hundreds of billions of dollars annually spent to alternatives like solar, wind and conservation. At the beginning of WWII, the US rapidly converted its economy to war production, and quickly developed numerous new technologies for the war effort, most notably the atomic bomb. An uprising to stop climate change by achieving zero emissions needs to harness similar grassroots energy and creativity for positive goals, including in particular learning how to use less of everything.

Struggle outside and against the institutional structures is essential. There is no way to know precisely what will capture the hearts and imaginations of the billions of people who must together create this massive transformation. Given this, the key is for many people and groups to consistently test out different efforts, angles and ideas. Only through experimentation and diversity may we stumble on a way to break through the psychic paralysis that is gripping us.

During the summer of 2011, there was no reason to expect that Ad Busters’ call to “Occupy Wall Street” would catch fire the way it ultimately did, when so many previous calls to action were ignored. History is full of such moments when particular people, events or actions succeeded at triggering change when previous efforts had been in vain. As Nelson Mandela observed, “it always seems impossible until it’s done.”

As we focus on sparking and participating in a global uprising able to overturn the fossil fuel Goliath, are our personal actions irrelevant? Personal acts are not enough because they don’t attack the economic systems that drive climate change, but they aren’t irrelevant or pointless either. The world is the way it is because of webs of choices that everyone makes — powerful people as well as less powerful people. The market and economic structures restrict our individual choices and put many decisions in few hands. But at some level, the system supplies a fossil fuel-dependent world because people demand one. Fossil fuels enable a particular type of instant, throw-away existence and in turn socialize individuals who desire such a life.

Economic and political transformation has to come with a parallel cultural transformation in which the individual lives we desire shift from being about things to being about engagement; from consumption to community; and from living large to living lightly. Our daily choices to feel more happiness while using fewer resources are another form of experimentation and practice for such a cultural re-orientation.

These choices aren’t about guilt — either directed at ourselves or others — but rather they express our humanity. We can feel more alive to the extent we’re self-reliant, present, and active. The fossil fuel age has accompanied an insidious psychological slide towards distraction and meaninglessness as we’ve tried to replace every human skill and interaction with technology — begging the question of whether the world we’ve created even needs us, other than as passive consumers. Living more lightly on the Earth — transforming nature less and participating as a part of nature more — is about more than just averting climate catastrophe. In the end, the transformation we seek is about reclaiming what is really important about our lives from corporations and their mediated, fossil fuel-dependent cages.

Introduction to Issue #115

Slingshot is an independent radical newspaper published in Berkeley since 1988.

People often claim that the Bay Area exists in a bubble. This is a little unfair when considering the United States behaves as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist. Many maps even erroneously depict the land as an island. Many aspects of the Bay actually take into account dynamic world issues and how to make impactful changes locally. A gradual change has been making a peaceful transition of the Bay intolerable. The war being waged on poor people is most noticeably in San Francisco — but spreading into Oakland and Berkeley as well. A population preoccupied with material wealth is unlikely to get involved in grassroots social justice organizing.

Our offices here in Berkeley recently received complaints from neighbors of noise performance artists. This compelled the city to require us to get a business license after operating the Info Shop for 25 years, and another 15 as the Long Haul before that. Prior to 2014, we were zoned as a massage parlor.

It is in spaces operating off of main street outside of permits that our organization flourished in as well as countless other spaces nationally and internationally. Info shops, squats, street parties have broken free from the demands of money and government to provide direct experience and action.

When compared with the affluence and pressures of the business world it appears as “A town of fucking fantasy”. The idea with this style of rabid and organic journalism is to make being conscientious rewarding.

Every issue the painful topics of the world gets ingested by collective members. Sometimes trying to solve them or other issues of working on a paper the pain gets directed inward. Internal strife plagues every project and often seems an antidote to reaching a goal. A cool quote surfaced around while the fray of hurt feelings and bitterness of this issue was being practiced, “Tyrants don’t mind if you hate them– Just as long as you don’t love each other.” It is one thing to forget to go after the people and organizations actively killing people and nature by giving energy to so much drama. But to forget to marvel and appreciate the people in our lives is a failed opportunity. Have patience with your allies..

The mistakes people make are often the strongest teachers they have in making a new world.

This time of year we have quite a few organizers lying around that we could use help in finding people who want them. If there is events you want to table for, a cool bookstore that doesn’t have it or even if you know a homeless youth organization that we should donate copies to let us know.

Slingshot is always looking for new writers, artists, editors, photographers, translators, distributors, etc. to make this paper. If you send something written, please be open to editing.

Editorial decisions are made by the Slingshot Collective but not all the articles reflect the opinions of all collectives members. We welcome debate and constructive criticism.

Thanks to the people who made this:, Aaron, Eggplant, Emily, Enola, Finn, Glenn, Jesse, Joey, J–tron, Judy, Soren, Stephski, Terri, Vanessa, Zander and all the authors and artists.

Slingshot New Volunteer Meeting

Volunteers interested in getting involved with Slingshot can come to the new volunteer meeting on February 23 at 4 pm at the Long Haul in Berkeley (see below.)

Article Deadline & Next Issue Date

Submit your articles for issue 116 on March 29 2014 at 3 p.m.

Volume 1, Number 115, Circulation 20,000
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Slingshot Newspaper
A publication of Long Haul

Office: 3124 Shattuck Avenue

Mailing: PO Box 3051, Berkeley, CA 94703

Phone (510) 540–0751 • slingshot@tao.ca slingshot.tao.ca • fucking twitter @slingshotnews

Circulation Information

Subscriptions to Slingshot are free to prisoners, low income and anyone in the USA with a Slingshot Organizer, or $1 per issue or back issue. International $3 per issue. Outside the Bay Area we’ll mail you a free stack of copies if you give them out for free. Each envelope is one lb. (8 copies) —- let us know how many envelopes you want. In the Bay Area, pick up copies at Long Haul or Bound Together Books in SF.

Other Slingshot Free stuff

We’ll send you a random assortment of back issues of Slingshot for the cost of postage: Send $3 for 2 lbs. Free if you’re an infoshop or library. Also, our full–color coffee table book about People’s Park is free or by sliding scale donation: send $1 — $25 for a copy. We also have surplus copies of the 2012 Organizer available free to a good home. Email or call us: slingshot@tao.ca / Box 3051 Berkeley, 94703.

"Walmart's selling the Slingshot organizer?!" – Addressing Rumors

Right now if you Google “Slingshot Organizer” the first thing you get is a sponsored link to purchase the 2012 Slingshot Organizer from the Walmart website. A few weeks ago a link to this search result went viral on the internet and Slingshot got lots of emails from horrified people wondering why we would sell the organizer to Walmart.

Slingshot collective does not sell the Slingshot organizer to Walmart and there is no reason to think that anyone can walk into a brick–and–mortar Walmart and purchase a Slingshot organizer. We think the Walmart website lists the organizer for sale because their computer automatically lists every book that is available through the book distribution network on its website.

The experience of having numerous heartless corporate websites like Walmart, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and even Sears (!) list our volunteer–published radical organizer — without any of them asking us or our collective ever mailing any of them a copy — demonstrates how capitalism run on auto–pilot by computers works. The process of homogenization and alienation of products from the people and communities that produce them is powerful and disorientating.

We are certainly annoyed and embarrassed that these websites list the organizer, and we suspect that most of them would be annoyed and embarrassed too, if they knew about it, given the scandalous anti–corporate contents of the organizer. There were protests nationwide on Black Friday against the appallingly low wages and poor working conditions at Walmart and we’re pretty sure Walmart wouldn’t enjoy the organizer’s suggestions on occupying banks or resisting police repression.

Slingshot collective distributes most of the organizers we print directly to a network of infoshops, food co–ops, and small independent bookstores that we’ve built relationships with over the last 20 years. We also distribute about 20% of the organizers through the following small, independent distributors: AK Press, Buy Olympia, Small Changes, Microcosm, Pioneers Press, Vision Works, Last Gasp, Active Distro (London) and Kersplebedeb (Canada).

All of these distributors are collectives or small mom–and–pop operations that have long traditions in the alternative / counterculture scene. Some of these distributors have relationships with larger book distribution companies which is how we think the Slingshot ended up on the Walmart and other corporate websites. It is hard to know if making the organizer available to independent bookstores beyond our own network through distributors is worth the price of also making the organizer available to the big corporate players who are systematically destroying independent stores. Capitalism and dehumanizing high technology present countless lose–lose propositions like this — most of them a lot more oppressive and environmentally destructive than listing Slingshot on a website.

A few years ago, a Borders bookstore sent Slingshot collective an order for some Slingshot organizers. We decided at a meeting that we would refuse to fill orders from big business fucks — because we want to support independent bookstores and alternatives to the capitalist machine. While we have never sent organizers to any big corporate entity, it is hard to keep their computers from sweeping us up along with every other product out there.

We hope folks who use the organizer will ignore the corporate websites and get an organizer from a small collective near you. Doing so supports that collective as well as our collective.