I am about to embark upon a grand adventure. I whispered this to my friend earlier today.
Tonight, I get on a plane and fly to Minneapolis, MN. I am working with a group called the Poor People’s Economic Human Rights Campaign (PPHERC), through a summer program for students. PPHERC is more accurately described as a coalition of welfare rights groups from across the country. They use a human rights lens to demand the things promised to all peoples in the UN declaration. One of their more impressive skills is their ability to do effective grassroots organizing and Direct Action. This makes them one of the more cutting edge movements on the scene today.
I’m not sure if they have any particular ideology or vision for the organization of political economy. They focus on being an organization of the poor for the poor, casting off the paternalism of many mainstream anti-poverty NGO’s. I am also not sure who they are looking to to make the changes they are demanding. How do you demand human rights, and who from?
I am going to be living in an apartment with 3 or 4 other people, living communally. I would like to have some better practice at that. My experience this year has been that it quickly turned into people leaving their shit everywhere, which was fine, I wasn’t grossed out or anything, just wasn’t a very pleasant place to be.
I’m still sick. I’m pissed off that I’m sick. After the hell that was moving out of my house, I moved into the closet at Aaron Mallory’s house. Twin bed, lamp, nice set up. I got a couple of days to chill and relax, gave a sad goodbye to my good friend Andrea, deposited my keys at Books to Prisoners, rested. It has been a nice calm period. I really didn’t want to run around and say 15 million goodbyes.
I am about to embark on a grand adventure. I don’t know when I’m going home.