UC Berkeley regents play hardball with the tree-sitters
(To see photos of a UC Berkeley policeman -- standing ironically in front of a statue of the bear mascot that represents UC's fine academic tradition -- on one side of the road and grandmothers "loaded for bear" on the other; tree-sitters and trees hemmed in by Cyclone fences and barbed wire; and me, my daugher Ashley and my granddaughter Mena tasting a free sample of gelato, go to my blog)
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This morning me and my six-month-old granddaughter Mena went for a walk, over to the College Avenue section of Berkeley. First we went to Nabalom bakery for a blueberry bran muffin for me, then cruised through Sweet Dreams toy store, saw a high chair that had possibilities for sale at a yard sale , bought cookies at the Move-on bake sale over on Prince Street and ended up at Whole Foods buying a jar of organic baby food for young Mena. Sweet potatoes.
Baby Mena wasn't sure if she liked sweet potatoes or not but while she was trying to decide, and I was deciding whether or not we were going to need to get hosed off when we got home because there was mushed baby-food sweet potatoes everywhere, a woman about my age came up to us and started chatting with young Mena. "I've got a granddaughter too," she said. Instant bonding!
"My daughter adopted my granddaughter in Uzbekistan," the woman informed me. "It used to be that single women could adopt from China but not any more. You need to be married. And it's getting harder and harder to adopt from Guatemala. So Uzbekistan is the place to go now."
Interesting. "How old was the baby when she was adopted?" I asked.
"Six months. They are very rigid over there. You have to go there for six weeks to make sure that you are bonded with the baby before you can actually adopt. It's an expensive and time-consuming process. But worth it!" The grandmother smiled. "My little granddaughter is intelligent, has a wonderful personality, can recite most of the alphabet and is cute as a button." What? At only six months old? "Oh, no. She's two years old now." Whew!
"But when we first got her, she was living in an orphanage that was understaffed and she hadn't been held a lot. And, frankly, we were quite worried about her. But she turned out fine."
Meanwhile baby Mena was smiling at the other grandmother at the same time that she was spitting sweet potatoes out, having decided that she liked them but didn't quite know what to do with them -- or how to keep them in her mouth. Then she stuck out her tongue. "Mena, I can't feed you if you stick out your tongue!" Then Mena helpfully gave me a Bronx cheer.
"Well, I've got to run," said the other grandmother. "I'm on my way to bring food to the tree-sitters up at the university."
"Hey, yeah," I replied. "I saw that on TV the other night. How are they doing up there."
"Basically, the university Board of Regents has decided to starve them out." OMG. The regents are so intent on building that gym/sports complex that they are willing to kill people to do it? I was shocked.
"They have been up in the trees for three days now, during this heat wave, with no food and no water. There are a bunch of us grandmothers who are going up there today at 2 pm to try and bring them supplies."
Building a sports facility is now more important than human life? Let me take this in for a moment. First you have one of the most beautiful groves of old oak trees in the world. Then you have corporatists controlling the University of California who want to cut them all down. Then you have the fact that the gym complex is right on a major earthquake fault. Then you have tree-sitters who are willing to risk their lives to protect the ecology but are being described on the evening news as just some sort of fanatic fringe element who are living up in the trees. Now what does all this have to do with learning and academia? What kind of message are the Regents sending UC students? That corporate growth is more important than trees, more important than human life....
And the Regents are teaching us this lesson less than half a mile from the very place that Mario Savio and the Free Speech Movement made their heroic stand back in 1964. "There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part; you can't even passively take part, and you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop. And you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all!"
Stillwater is a freelance writer who hates injustice and corruption in any form but especially injustice and corruption paid for by American taxpayers. She has recently published a book entitled, "Bring Your Own Flak Jacket: Helpful Tips For Touring Today's Middle East". According to Ms. Stillwater, "It's a fabulous and entertaining book. I loved writing it. And I hope that you will love reading it too." It's available at http://www.amazon.com/Bring-Your-Own-Flak-Jacket/dp/0978615719 or you can special order it at any independent bookstore.
Same thing went on here in E. TN over a grove of tree's. Developer decided to have them cut down late one evening while the city was debateing if it would allow the kind of development he wanted to do on the property. We all miss those grand old trees.
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Robert N Smith (11 articles, 0 quicklinks, 8 diaries, 120 comments)
on Sunday, June 22, 2008 at 11:20:29 PM
by the environmental movement was to save a mountain in western Tokyo, a rare shady place in summmer, from being bulldozed and carted away by hundreds of dumptrucks each day over the course of several years in order eventually to build a school gymnasium. The Japanese feel so powerless to confront authorities that the school didn't even consider the community. They went ahead blithely with "progress."
A group of foreigners came forward and circulated a petition opposing the development. Then members of the community discovered that if they reactivated an old shrine at the top of the mountain that had fallen into disuse, they could effectively block the plans. They contacted the main branch shrine in Tokyo, then sent several of the local men to the mother shrine far away to learn to be Shinto priests. They started holding picnics at the shrine each month and ceremonies on the 10th, with both Japanese and foreigners participating. The shrine and mountain were both saved from destruction.
Then the school gave up and sold the mountain to a religious group known to be hostile to Shinto, so there were continued worries. One day an arsonist burned down the shrine, and everyone thought it was the sect trying to bully them off the mountain. It turned out to have been a deranged young man acting alone, but by the time they knew that, everyone had rallied. They built a new, beautiful shrine in about one month. Three more community members received training in Shinto ritual, including Japan's two first foreign women priestesses (I am one). More and more people became involved. Many, both Japanese and foreign, learned about Shinto for the first time, and saw that it has the potential to be a truly green religion. Now there are seven priests and two more in training. The presence of the shrine and the mountain are secure.
However, nearby, a tunnel is being drilled through a mountain for an expressway which will pollute a quasi-national park and harm some noteworthy Buddhist temples. Never mind that millions signed petitions against it, never mind peak oil will probably make it obsolete before it even opens, never mind the fares on the expressway will be too high, because of all the fancy tunnel drilling, for most people to consider. It is someone's pet project.
But, yeah, we did have that one big victory. I hope that the tree sitting will be a similar occasion for people to come together, share ideas and learn new things. I do wish you success, too!
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Patricia 0rmsby (3 articles, 5 quicklinks, 1 diaries, 161 comments)
on Monday, June 23, 2008 at 7:20:49 AM
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