I continue to be amazed that I exist. Or that I seem to; the question is not settled to my satisfaction. It seems highly unlikely that what asks the question is made of matter, grey or not. The very fact our matter thinks makes its credentials as matter suspect. Maybe, like Samuel Johnson, I need to kick something to prove it exists. The problem is that what I am trying to kick is my own kicking foot. The hard and durable thing (Johnson’s rock) seems to set and satisfy its own criteria for existence. You could almost say my criterion for existence is otherness: if it does not think or feel, but is the object of thought and feeling, it exists. Fortunately, existence rubs off. I feel more real when I bump up against things and in this way become a thing for those things–the world’s world, another’s other. But this requires a bizarre imaginative excursion: myself as mud might see me, or water, or ink.

words by shelley jackson.
from http://www.uiowa.edu/~iareview/mainpages/new/july06/jackson.html

A herder holds freshly baked bread outside his wagon. The sheepwagon is a camp on wheels with beds, a table, and a wood stove. It was pulled in the early days by a team of horses and later by a pickup.
Courtesy Basque Library at the University of Nevada, Reno
photo by Richard Lane, 1969

listen: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=90893167

i apologize, mostly to myself, for being a little self-centered on my ponderings of home (read the prior journal entry). i know it’s ok for me to go through what i’m going through, and to journal about it and work it through like anyone struggling with personal life questions. but i feel like i’m taking my home (borders drawn by the united states) for granted and not being thankful enough for what i have here as a citizen in the richest country. please read up on the following issue…i feel like we all have much to do change the laws and give rights to undocumented migrants. this continent, after all, did not belong to european immigrants 200-300 years ago, and still does not in my opinion…

In 2003 the ICE launched Operation End Game, the largest police operation in US history, to remove all undocumented migrants from the US by the year 2012. The project’s predecessor, Operation Wetback(!) in - 1954, removed 1.2 million Mexicans from the American Southwest.

ICE does not need warrants to make arrests or to conduct raids. Since July 2007, raids have increased the number of detained migrants from 18,000 to 26,000 nationwide. Homeland Security relocates 700 detainees a week in the United States.
 
(http://portland.indymedia.org/en/2008/04/374998.shtml)

 
read up:
- Repressive ICE Raids create fear in immigrant communities; civil and human rights violations growing
- Smash ICE Northwest Detention Center - docushort
- The Real Political Purpose of the ICE Raids
- US Citizens, Lawful Residents Sue Government for Illegal Detention in LA Immigration Raid
- US Supreme Court Affirms Rights of Foreign Detainees

for all the reasons that i love being in new orleans, being a part of new orleans, i can’t quite understand why i so often want to run away from new orleans.

i think i had earlier been attempting to push myself away from this place because of my responsibilities doing relief work…dealing with other’s trauma and all the leftover bullshit from managing a relief organization. volunteers leave their baggage behind, both physical and emotional–i’m left cleaning up the mess; people make donations: vehicles, tools, shoes, clothing, money–managing this can be full time. and then what happens when the relief organization shrinks to two people and we don’t want to be a relief organization anymore? we just want to be ourselves working in the community? and be ourselves irrespective of disaster relief. i guess pushing myself to leave new orleans was like forcing myself to conclude all matters…close bank accounts, pay off debt, fix broken vehicles, finish the final building projects. but its not that simple, or it hasn’t proven to be. and then my gut starts telling me maybe new orleans is home. so then where should i live: nola or violet? what work do i do? who am i?? for two years, i’ve identified as an outsider who came into a disaster site to bring resources to residents who wanted to rebuild. i was not a new orleanian or wishing to become one. i was not here to stay.

i don’t know why it is so hard to just stay. to make a home. to fall in love for real. maybe it’s because my saturn is approaching. maybe it’s because i have too many day dreams. when once i got indecisive and excited about change every six months, now i can’t remember what i was daydreaming about yesterday. its like i am off into a new idea every new day…it’s wearing me out. i have aspirations, but complete lack of decisiveness. everything appeals. nothing repels. i’m stuck.
 
stuck in new orleans. i think i’m ok with that.
 
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The Saturn return is a regular astronomical occurrence relevant to the practice of astrology which occurs in a person’s life at approximately 27–30 years of age…. The planet Saturn takes approximately 29.5 years to orbit the Sun; when it returns to the exact degree along the ecliptic it occupied at the time of a person’s birth this is referred to as their “Saturn Return”.

Saturn is symbolically/astrologically associated with time, challenge, fear, doubt, confusion, difficulty, seriousness, heaviness, unwanted burdens and hard lessons…

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    when my plane landed in new orleans last night at 11:30, i had been wrapped up in conversation with the passenger sitting next to me: a disgruntled cattle farmer from maryland who recently sold all his cattle in protest of a new maryland law requiring livestock farmers with 8 or more animals to pay more fees and have a elaborate farm plan submitted to uncle sam detailing every aspect of the farm operation. his frustration was understandable, but not the irrational blame he kept placing on illegal immigrants in the united states. everything he talked about somehow lead back to how illegal immigrants are to blame. interesting man, but he wore me out.

so anyway, when we landed he pointed at the condensation coating the outside of the little oval airplane windows and asked, “so it’s pretty humid here, huh?”
“oh, you just don’t know, mister. you just don’t know.”
 

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    i am back in the south. i wanted to let you all know that i am safe and sound and so grateful for your hospitality and accommodations while i took a month-long vacation this may. the vacation was for my physical & mental health and it worked. i have all you to thank.

when i stepped into my house in new orleans and put my backpack down, the feeling of ‘home’ crept up into my body and filled me up. i hugged my roommates and two best friends in the living room. i looked at the 7 month-old baby sleeping in their room and i paused to take in his presence. he’s so tall now, but still so fat. i laid in my bed and read a letter i had received from an old friend. i sat on the porch while my roommates smoked cigarettes and i took in the neighborhood again.

i’m just writing to let y’all know i miss you and love you. i’ll be seeing some of you again soon. but thanks. it was a great trip.
heart.

What issues do you feel are being under-discussed, ignored, or just off point in the speeches and debates between Obama and Clinton?

a. What “ending the war” in Iraq actually means has been ignored, primarily by the media. Obama at least has a timetable for withdrawing combat troops, but seems to want to leave a counter-insurgency force of tens of thousands. Clinton only says she wants to “begin” withdrawals, and seems to propose an even larger “counter-terrorism” force behind. This will turn Iraq into something like Central America in the Seventies. It’s never talked about.

b. the mass incarceration strategy toward inner-city youth, masked as the war on gangs and war on drugs, with the U.S. now holding 20 percent of the world’s inmates.

c. Latin America. Not a word.

d. the economic crisis causes a lot of chatter and a few important issues to surface, like reversing the Bush tax cuts. But the terrible effects of the privatization and deregulation policies are not much discussed, mainly because both candidates favored or flirted with those very policies in recent years.

It is a progressive populist moment in terms of a frustrated public opinion. The voters are to the left of the Democrats.

from the his recent book:

“Is the only value in rebellion itself, in the countless momentary times when people transcend their pettiness to commit themselves to great purposes? If so, then radicalism is doomed to be extraordinary, erupting only during those rare times of crisis and upsurge which American elites seem able to ride. The alternative, if there is one, might be for radicalism to make itself ordinary, patiently taking up work that has only the virtue of facing and becoming part of the realities which are society’s secrets and its disgrace. . . . Radicalism would then give itself to, and become part of, the energy that is kept restless and active under the clamps of a paralyzed imperial society. Radicalism then would go beyond the concepts of optimism and pessimism as guides to work, finding itself in working despite the odds. Its realism and sanity would be grounded in nothing more than the ability to face whatever comes.”

—Tom Hayden