Showing posts with label Reverend Billy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reverend Billy. Show all posts

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Post no. 14

Mob mentality is a strange feature of humanity–– an odd collective of raw human emotion, which I am apparently currently experiencing in part. I'm not talking about this strange tea party phenomenon where people who enjoy wasting a lot of money on tea pollute waterways to symbolically protest wasteful government spending. I don't really get that one. . . at all. It doesn't seem to prove a point, or demonstrate much. And these people don't know what 'representation' means if they think they are being taxed without it. . . Unless they come from D.C.–– then that just sucks.

No, I am writing about the protests that have been raging at The New School as of late. Now, there has been, shall we say, tension, between various groups at the New School since last semester. And by "groups of the New School" I pretty much mean group a: Bob Kerrey and his henchmen vs. group b: everyone else. There was a 95% vote of no confidence by all New School staff (part-time, full-time, tenured alike) in Bob Kerrey back in December, and, around the same time, over 100 students occupied a building demanding Kerrey resign. I don't feel like getting into the details. Basically, we've had a billion and a half provosts since Kerrey's time here. When the last one left he appointed HIMSELF provost, effectively putting all the university's power in the business side of the university and none in the academia. This, on top of losing important student space, was too much. It was covered by the Times and what not. Just Google it, or Wikipedia it.

Well, so, you see, what had happened after these protests was Kerrey started operating in a MORE transparent way. He un-appointed himself as provost. He put staff on the search committee for a new one. He promised the students some more space. He started sending out a billion and a half e-mails about our financials, etc. etc. But, he didn't resign. And this is what the students wanted. So, people are still freaking the frak out.

I didn't really get it at first. (Honestly, I'm still not sure I do.) It is clear Kerrey's contract will not be renewed in 2010. Let's all just chill and let this thing run its course. I guess you could say, after the December vote and protests, I became complacent with the mediocrity of the situation. "Eh, it could be better, it could be worse, so let's just let this all sizzle out quietly" typa attitude. So, I didn't understand the continuation of fuss.

That's why, on Good Friday, when 22 students were arrested, most for breaking and entering into a building, I kinda didn't support them AT ALL. I thought that was a completely ineffective and immature way to go about. . . I wasn't really sure what it was all about. (Honestly, I'm still not sure I do.) [also, that sentence has just gotta end in a preposition 'cause otherwise it sounds silly.] I guess they are protesting the fact that Kerrey has not resigned. I found this an absurd reason to break into a building.

So, I then saw a video of a friend of mine being beat up by the cops. Just flat out pushed on the ground and jumped on by four cops for "obstructing." No, for real, he did not break into the building. He was chilling outside intelligently not risking (or so he presumed) the master's degree he's about to (maybe, hopefully, one can pray) earn in five weeks. He yelled "shame on you" at the police for being violent to another protester. Well, for that he was pushed to the ground and brutally beaten by four officers. I've seen him since then and he's all bruised up. He is charged with "obstructing" and "resisting arrest." This has nothing to do with the New School. He did not break any laws besides 'obstructing' and, for real, if a cop can't do his job while someone is talking to them, the NYPD needs to hire better cops. I don't see how talking to a cop obstructs anything. Furthermore, you can't exactly resist arrest if you are pushed to the ground and attacked. So, my point is, he is suspended from school, and for what? For speaking his mind to a police officer in support of fellow students. This is no reason to get suspended. And pretty much it makes me not support the administration.

Well, I was still iffy on the whole thing, leaning towards "I agree with these students but not with their methods." It seemed a bit extreme to break into a building even if the administration of our school is a sham. The first protest was successful, peaceful, and all-well-and-dandy. This more recent one seemed ineffective, unorganized, and not-oh-so-very-well-and-dandy.

HOWEVER, I am slowly being sucked into the excitement. Today I again ran into said friend who was recently beaten by the cops. I didn't even recognize him cause he was all celebrity like with sunglasses and hat. (haha) They had an emergency assembly today called by the Lang Dean, followed by a march to protest police brutality and the works. So Tabby and I were discussing the situation again, and it is just flat out getting exciting. A Teacher's Assistant he had last semester is in one of the two student groups organizing these protests. She is part of New School in Exile. The other group is The Radical Student Union. (And I am discovering the latter is the ridiculous faction and the former may actually be filled with intelligent human beings.) We watched a video (the second one) of her speaking on Monday and Tabby got excited that she was distinguishing between the protesters inside the building and those outside instead of making a blanket statement that they are all terrorists or all godsends. Also she brought up a great point about our University having some protest policy where they must be pre-approved. .. uh, that's not a protest. Tabby also said he liked her a lot.

Well, THEN I found out Reverend Billy (who I am supporting for Mayor! HURRAH HURRAY!) spoke briefly at tonight's rally. He wasn't really planning on doing that. He had to be at NYU for some Mayor thing-a-ma-bob or NYU protest or something, but the New School protesters marched over to Washington Square Park. ANYway, Rev. Billy excites me. And this is when I felt the mob mentality kick in. I was all Reverend Billy is right, "He criticized what he sees as the corporate structure of the American higher education system." Well, of course there is a problem with the corporate structure of U.S. America's higher education system! So, then I feel myself wanting to blindly support these protesters because I like REVEREND BILLY'S point. . . Not cause I know what the protesters' point exactly is. (I think it has shifted into some weird collage about having the right to protest and not liking police brutality. . . idunno.) But I'm telling you, I was all "see Rev. Billy supports us! . . . I mean them. . . I mean. . . um. . . he said something intelligent about the higher education system that may or may not be related to the protests. . . "

Anyway, I thought it was an interesting moment of mob mentality. And I like the feeling of it and don't want to let it go, even though I know that would be the conscionable thing to do. Instead I wanna be part of this movement that may tear apart my University just because it's fun when a celebrity gets involved; and movements are sometimes cool; and hey, I need some excitement in my life. Strange, huh? I mean, mob mentality is a strange result of too much team spirit, for lack of better term. You know what I mean though, all these people feel like they're on one side against something else. . . And that can breed hostility towards that something else. And I've never particularly liked team spirit, or hometown pride, or patriotism, or any of that business. So, this is an odd moment in my life. What does it say about me? Perhaps I HAVE become too emotional without enough reason. . . but then I wouldn't be reasoning this out, now would I? So, idunno. I guess it is just something to analyze and resist.


A CUTE puppy and me two summers ago. I really need a hair cut! It needs to look like that again.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Calla's Twenty-Fifth Post

They're setting it up
They're setting it up
They're setting it up
THE CHRRRIIIIISTMAAAAS FAIR!
They're setting it up
They're setting it up
They're setting it up
THE CHRRRIIIIISTMAAAAS FAIR!
They're setting it up
They're setting it up
They're setting it up
THE CHRRRIIIIISTMAAAAS FAIR!

This is the song I sang all the way home from Union Square because I saw them setting up the CHRISTMAS FAIR!! Ohmeohmy you have no idea how much I love Christmas time!! I love the decorations and I love decorating. I love baking cookies and decorating cookies and eating cookies and giving cookies away. I love buying gifts and making gifts. I really love wrapping gifts. I love getting a tree and naming my tree and decorating my tree. I love when the kitties sit under the tree like they are God's gift to humanity. (hehehe) Oh CHRISTMAS TIME. I even love the stupid movies on T.V. I love Christmas time celebrations. Christmas is such a good fun time. I used to not care about Christmas so much. Even when I was little I didn't care so much, but ever since about three years ago I really started loving it. I get super excited for anything that has to do with Christmas. And I say "LOOK!! It's Christmas time, that store is decorated for Christmas!" So today when I walked by Union Square just now and saw the beginning of the wooden vendor thing-a-ma-bobs I went "" and Tabby went "WHAT!?" And I said "They're setting up the Christmas fair!!" And then I started singing the song that began this post.

Now, here, this year, there is a downside to the Christmas fair. . . They sold all this big section of the park (the part with the pavement with the labyrinth on it) to some fancyshmancy restaurant and so there is not so so much room. So I do not understand how the Christmas Fair and the Farmer's market can coexist peacefully!? Now, in the winter it is true there is less for farmer's to sell. . . But some farmers still have all their stuff to sell, like if they have milk or bread or something. . . . BUT YES, the farmer's market is smaller in the winter which is why the Christmas Fair and the Farmer's market could live together before. Now, See, I don't know. Plus right now, like right this second, still lots of farmers have things to sell. On Wednesday guess what I bought from them. Did you guess? I will tell you regardless. I bought two different kinds of apples, concord grapes (YUM! I WILL MISS THEM SO SOON), tomato, zucchinis, bread and a knish. I think that is it. But also there was a lot more I coulda bought. Oh, I also bought potatoes, the big red kind of them that are called something with the word purple in their title. So see, still a lot is in season even now. So, I don't know how this will work.

I protested that restaurant business with the Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping. I really like those people. They are great at what they do and they have such a good message. But the protest didn't work and also I never expected it to work anyway. But I still like Reverend Billy a lot. But I like Christmas time more than I like Reverend Billy.

I will put a picture of Baby Kitty under the tree last year. I don't think Mama liked the tree. I don't remember for certain though, but I don't have a picture of her under it, so I would have to put up a different kind of picture even if she did like the tree. What Mama likes is attacking things, not sitting under trees.

Oh also, the tree in the picture is named "Sister Tree." Now she is living at Tabby's parents house on the edge of Queens and Nassau County. If you are in the area you should drop by and say "hello Sister Tree." I don't remember why her name is Sister Tree. I tried to see if I could donate her to the city parks department so they could plant her, but they did not respond to my question, so then she moved to Tabby's parent's house.

Also, I thought also this about the Farmer's market just now. If there is no room for it, who will sell me my Christmas tree!?

Love,
Calla and her kitties.