By Contributor on February 19, 2013

 

By Jason Mark

1. The Kids Are Alright

For the staff at the W Hotel in Washington, DC, it must have seemed like the world had turned upside down. The posh hotel across the street from the Treasury Department is usually a prime hangout for the capital’s power brokers. On Sunday morning, the day of the large Forward on Climate rally, it was the site of something more like an activist carnival.

On the main floor, 350.org and the Sierra Club were hosting a pair of breakfasts. Meanwhile, the basement conference rooms had been taken over by more than 200 college environmentalists who are running campaigns to get their institutions to divest from fossil fuel companies. Some student activists were huddling in the corners swapping strategies for pressuring campus administrators; others were busy making signs for the big day ahead; many were sprawled out on the floor, probably trying to catch some rest after all-night bus trips to the capital.

Amid the maelstrom I bumped into Fabienne Antoine, president of the Young Democrats club at Spelman College, the all-women historically Black college in Atlanta. She and her friends organized a bus with 50 young women to make the trip to DC. This, she says, is just part of the school’s spirit: “As Spelman women, we’re committed to this, because we want to make sure that the environment is here for our children, for our grandchildren.” Trying to explain her political commitment, she later said: “This is my life.”

I also chatted for a while with Chloe Elberty, a junior at SUNY-Freedonia, as she helped a friend make the lettering for a sign reading, “Act Now — Before It’s Too Late.”

“I’m so excited to be a part of history,” she told me. When I asked what she meant, she said: “I just hope he [President Obama] sticks to his word. And if Congress won’t do it [take action on climate change], he should.” She then started in on a complaint about how marginalized environmental issues remain in the national discourse. “In order to learn about these things, you have to dig deep. It should be taboo to not talk about climate change, not taboo to talk about it. I don’t really think he [the president] has done much to change that.”

A few feet away, a young woman was putting the finishing marker touches on an elaborate marijuana pipe that was the centerpiece of her demonstration sign. The slogan: “Pack Pipes — Not Pipelines.”

As I left the room, the students were beginning to chant: “Who’s got the Power? We got the Power!”

2. Slackers

I had a sense that the Forward on Climate rally could very well exceed organizers’ expectations when I went to the volunteer training meeting on Saturday night at St. Stephens Episcopal Church. The sanctuary was packed, nearly every row filled, with upwards of 300 people getting instructions on how to manage the crowd for the march to come. The most persistent question from the would-be rally marshals had to do with bathrooms: Would there be enough? “There will be 60 Porta-Potties at the main rally site,” the 350 organizers told the volunteers. “And along the march route there are plenty of Starbucks.” Cue guffaws.

Standing at the back of the church I found Ted Glick, a longtime peace and social justice activist who now works as the national campaign coordinator for the Chesapeake Climate Action Network. Back in 2007 or 2008 (I can’t recall), Glick did a multi-week hunger strike to call attention to the climate change crisis, so he’s a man who takes the long view. He told me he was thrilled to see the environmental movement finally engage in a mass mobilization around climate: “For a long time the dominant organizations who were working on this issue, the way they did activism was to tell people to change their light bulbs or get a hybrid car. That lifestyle stuff is fine. But you need political action. The fact that, finally, there is this national mobilization is a big step forward. It’s a sign of maturity. It’s very important. It’s not like the peace movement, where you have a history of mobilization. But here you have an upward momentum.”

Glick, like many people I spoke with over the weekend, was desperate to see the president exhibit real leadership by using his bully pulpit to elevate climate change into the national consciousness: “He was terrible in his first four years. He deliberately went silent. It was either a lack of nerve or a failure of courage. Either he didn’t get it or he self-censored. Now he needs to speak out on the issue, and mobilize the American people, who are ready to be mobilized.”

A little later I introduced myself to Fiona Druge, a West Virginia native who is going to school at Smith College in Massachusetts. A former 350.org intern, she had organized a bus full of fellow students to make the trip down to DC for the rally. She told me: “In his inauguration, Obama promised to take steps on climate. But that’s not easy. But events like this show that people want him to fulfill his promise. I feel like I’ve heard these things from him before and haven’t seen any action. I’m hoping that this time is different. This is the time for the environmentalists’ fight.”

As I left the church, it struck me that everyone there were either Glick’s age — Baby Boomers — or else Millenials like Druge. I didn’t spot a single Generation X-er like me. Maybe we’re all too busy at this time in our life with children. Or maybe the stereotype is true: We’re just a bunch of slackers.

3. Focused

10:40 a.m., Sunday, February 17, an hour before the scheduled start of the Forward on Climate rally.

Author-activist Bill McKibben, the founder of 350.org and arguably the most prophetic voice on the danger of climate change, is charging down 15th Street, making his way from the W Hotel to the rally site at the base of the Washington Monument. He’s head down, seemingly lost in thought. At the intersection of 15th and Pennsylvania Avenue he walks into the street, evidently without noticing that he has a red light, and that the cars going in two directions have green arrows. His college-age handlers are stranded on the sidewalk. They watch in shock as cars swerve to miss him.

Then it hits me: This is the singular focus required to help spark a movement for climate justice. Sometimes you need to be a little bit wrong to be a whole lot of right.

4. Party for Two

The media tent behind stage is a complete shit show. It’s a small geodesic dome, made out of PVC piping and canvas, and far too tiny to accommodate an odd dozen reporters and the VIPs they’re supposed to talk to. Everyone is jostling for interviews.

In the midst of the scrum I manage to get a one-on-one with Van Jones, the former White House green jobs advisor who now heads Rebuild the Dream. As always, Jones is sound bite ready: “If we’re just going to lay back and say this [the inauguration] was a great speech and we’re done, we’re going to lose.” Using a line he will later repeat from the stage, he then says: “This is the last minute of the last quarter of the most important game in history. We can’t have the president on the sidelines being the referee. He needs to be on the field, being the quarterback and leading.”

Jones then tosses out an idea that I think has some real merit: What the president needs to do is pursue a bi-lateral greenhouse gas reduction treaty with China. The UN process, after all, is horribly bogged down. The United States and China are the world’s biggest greenhouse gas emitters. What if they were to reach their own climate change mitigation deal, with the hope that the rest of the world will follow along?

This idea isn’t new. But as Jones explains it, it has a virtue beyond the geopolitical. It can also give the president a vehicle for telling a story about the climate crisis: “A bilateral with China would allow him [Obama] and [Secretary of State John] Kerry to play the role of educator-in-chief in the lead up to the talks. It could build momentum in the lead up to the midterm elections. It’s not the message, it’s being the messenger with the megaphone. We know the message — that we’re going to cook the planet if we don’t do anything. What we need is the most powerful messenger in the world.”

5. Senator Whitehouse

In January Senator Sheldon Whitehouse from Rhode Island and California Representative Henry Waxman formed a “Task Force on Climate Change” to push the issue forward in Congress. In a letter to the president, they wrote, “We will benefit even more from a concerted effort between your administration and your allies in Congress to marshal the latent public support [for action on climate] into a political force.” Standard Washington-ese, you could say.

In person, I found the senator to be impressively candid about the president’s failings to date, and the risks he faces if he goes ahead and approves the Keystone XL pipeline. Senator Whitehouse told me: “If he goes and gives a speech like that [the inaugural address] and then allows Keystone XL, he will have a major credibility gap. … He’s been largely AWOL on this issue in his first term, especially as a public voice. The agreement with the auto companies [to nearly double fuel economy] was important, but it didn’t enter into the political dialogue. That has changed — he has found his voice. He needs to follow that up with strong executive action.”

Later he will say from the stage: “Congress is sleepwalking through this Congress, and it’s time to wake them up. The polluters — they do not want you here. They do not want your voices heard. They have lobbyists and Super PACs and they have the situation under control. And then we show up. We are going to be heard and we are going to make this right.”

We need more like Senator Whitehouse.

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By Wendell Berry

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more 
of everything ready made. Be afraid 
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery 
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card 
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they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know. 
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord. 
Love the world. Work for nothing. 
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it. 
Denounce the government and embrace 
the flag. Hope to live in that free 
republic for which it stands. 
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man 
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers. 
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.


Say that the leaves are harvested 
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus 
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion—put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come. 
Expect the end of the world. Laugh. 
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts. 
So long as women do not go cheap 
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy 
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep 
of a woman near to giving birth? 
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie easy in the shade. Rest your head 
in her lap. Swear allegiance 
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos 
can predict the motions of your mind, 
lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn’t go. Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry is a poet, farmer, and environmentalist in Kentucky. This poem, first published in 1973, is reprinted by permission of the author and appears in his “New Collected Poems” (Counterpoint).

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