Showing posts with label Peter Berg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Berg. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Living Locally and Globally Part 1

This is to be the first part of a series on living in New Orleans LA, while living in the world at the same time. So many people are asking themselves how the national political picture and the never ending international crisis tableau can be understood--and more importantly--acted on as citizens of the world while somehow living joyfully at the bend of the river.

The first thing to know-I decided in 2005 to fully embrace the anarchistic (defined here as mutual aid, voluntary association, and self-organization) tradition of Proudhon, Thoreau, Murray Bookchin, Wendell Berry, Gary Snyder, Peter Berg and the Diggers by changing my viewpoint on representative democracy. After watching a destruction of another city, this time my own, and seeing the disregard from the Army Corps of Engineers and various levee boards that I had no way to influence or to hold accountable, I decided to make my full stand in direct action work only. Only. Meaning I have to take the incredulous looks from political friends (when they start talking about an election and how important it is) and I say, "I do not vote in representative elections. I do not believe this system works."
Or even from friends who kind of get it, but still think its an "idealistic" view point.

I actually think its the opposite; To abstain from supporting broken systems is a more realistic (and often difficult) first step to work for change than to support that system. And that is the key I think: it's a first step in my process (not voting) rather than the only step (voting maybe once a year) that many others see as their civic duty. To be an anarchist is to stand firmly in the arena that believes in the goodness of individual thought, the power of creative dreams that come from successful partnerships and to expect that you will daily, even hourly start to measure each person you come in contact with to see if there is a shared mutual benefit in knowing each other. My anarchism is not a "negative freedom" as in freedom from, but "freedom to..." as described by Bookchin.
To go directly at a problem, or to learn and later forward that information to others, or to take the time to create an action group that disbands once the work is done (instead of amassing power for power's sake) is heroic to me.
I know there are real issues at stake in Congress or in my own state House. I pay attention. I know that withholding my vote means someone who is contrary to my ideals is more likely to get into office, but I do not believe that my participation should be limited to the beginning of the process. And I also do not believe that a two party system or even a three party system is going to meet my needs as a political activist. Therefore, I choose to work outside of any party or large-scale organization for any length of time.
I also believe that voting is a ball of confusion. The system has been warped beyond all meaning and content. There is no up or down or left or right, just a permanent class of overseers.
I would rather focus my energies on directly influencing individuals in any and all formal offices where decisions are to be made. That influence can range from letter-writing (which I do a great deal of), joining forces with other like-minded citizens on specific issues, working to educate the professional staff of the different levels of government, and of course peaceful protests of many kinds.
Rather than rely on corrupt systems- corrupt as defined as lacking integrity I choose to fashion my own as needed.

What does that mean? Well in this series I am going to try to show some of the successes of direct action, from the ridiculous to the sublime. Systems that allow creative, free people to look at their neighborhood, city or region differently and see possibilities rather than expecting others to know how to solve these issues.
From Whitman:

You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.


As you will see, I think one of the finest ways to be inspired is to find literary connections: The Transcendentalists are certainly one way, the Beats another, 19th century Marxist thought among, others, Pre-WW 1 activists like Goldman, writers like like Bookchin and Solnit...
I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me (Emerson)

And another way is to know your history. Here's an example of one of my favorite Yippie activities that shows the ridiculous:

Detroit Yippies went to city hall and applied for a permit to blow up the General Motors building in 1970. After the permit was denied, the Yippies said that it just goes to show you can't work within the system to change the system. "This destroys my last hope for legal channels," said Detroit Yippie Jumpin' Jack Flash.





One last thought from Emerson:
Build, therefore, your own world. As fast as you conform your life to the pure idea in your mind, that will unfold its great proportions.

Part 2:
Successful direct actions from different movements...

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Empathy in Modern Life

I have been thinking a lot about empathy lately and I think I can pin down a few reasons why:

Had gallbladder surgery at the beginning of month and had lots of concern from a wide selection of people (and little concern from some whom I expected to rely on),
My little friendly dog has been totally freaked out with bad weather lately and has been trying to live with,
A young friend told me she had little sympathy for poor people,
Had a talk with a fellow non-profit person who was very upset by a email (from a partner on a project) that seemed harsh and full of anger to her,
Have been talking to a lot of fellow activists in our city who are struggling with exhaustion, failure and...success,
Have been dealing often with a large, old world bureaucracy that seems more and more disintersted in helping anyone within their universe,
My organization has embarked on a many year research project to measure trust in public markets,
Hung out with some nice out of towners who are trying to come and understand,

For all of these reasons and more, I looked it up:

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Empathy (from the Greek εμπάθεια, transliterated as empatheia, meaning "physical affection, partiality") is commonly defined as one's ability to recognize, perceive and feel directly the emotion of another. Since the states of mind, beliefs, and desires of others are intertwined with their emotions, one with empathy for another may often be able to more effectively define another's mode of thought and mood. Empathy is often characterized as the ability to "put oneself into another's shoes", or to in some way experience the outlook or emotions of another being within oneself, a sort of emotional resonance.

Empathy is also a concept recognized as "reading" another person, completely translating each movement into understandable conversation.


In the current situation in New Orleans, empathy is seemingly at an all time high, and also sorely missing from the decision making. At times, the connections between people are deep, beautiful and at other times, the gulf between us is almost a physical space to me.

How can one live in an crowded, urban world-cheek to jowl with others-and be so callous, so dismissive of other lives, other problems? Especially in our little city which will struggle for at least the next decade with painful, anxious, unsure times?

I think it boils down to that we take what we can, and then disconnect to save our souls, brains and family circles. The problem comes when we stay disconnected for too long and the solitary emotional life is easier than bridging to others. That brings walls (physical and figurative), active prejudices that turn into "isms", unchecked anger at anyone who is separate from our personal realities. What is also at play is living in modern societies that allow, maybe even encourage physical and emotional separations from others and labels them as "Success".

I was thinking about road rage as well (I suffer from it at times), and it occured to me that road rage was a direct result of one of three things:

1. One's own lack of preparation around time management (running late, so the need increases to get somewhere in an unrealistic amount of time-my main reason for it),
2. A belief that you know more about driving a car than the driver that angers you, even though you have no idea of what is happening over there.
3. (This is the one that occurred to me this week): Lack of trust in others.

Lack of trust. Isn't this the real problem when we see problems in the modern world? We want to not be attached to people we don't know (that we don't look like or sound like because we don't understand them) and we are not willing to trust that we can rely on them.

I think we engage in empathy more in the lagalou world, and Peter Berg's brilliant original essay talked about and painted the concept without using the word.
Interestingly, when I met Peter and Judy Goldhaft, Peter asked me a tough question within our lunch conversation. I fumbled for an answer for far too long throwing lots of words out, trying to just talk through the answer without considering...
He listened quietly and then said, "So, what you want me to understand is..." and described my original unsaid point perfectly.
I looked at him and then at Judy and she said in response to the look on my face," Yes, he does that often. Amazing huh?"

I felt strengthened by what he had done (and what Judy had waited for him to do) at that moment, and have thought often about it since. I think of Peter and Judy and thank them silently for applying it to me and letting me see it in practice. Lagalou cannot have too much empathy, ever.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Lagalou

Lagalou: To Get Things Done With Feeling

By Peter Berg

from www.planetdrum.org (Join as a member!)

© 2006


Inhabitants of the Northern Temperate Zone who return from visits to places nearer the Equator are often more relaxed and open to people and events around them. Passengers on airplanes and boats tend to laugh and use their hands more.. They aren´t as likely to react as though they´ve been personally invaded if someone bumps into them. Even more tolerant of crying babies. It's not just a vacation syndrome since this expansive attitude illuminates business as well as tourist trippers whether from North America, Europe, Russia, China or Japan.



The cliché is that more southerly based people are "warmer" but that´s a superficial explanation. It´s not just the warmer climate either. A deeper emotional level must be involved because many visitors actually suffer some degree of reverse culture shock when they return. They can be chilled and constricted by the society they find athome. It requires a certain amount of adaptation to re-enter. Some even feel a powerful antipathy amounting to actual revulsion and dis-identification. They no longer wish to be associated with the mainstream culture that originally nurtured
them.



Travelers to Mediterranean countries can come back with some degree of at least
temporary transformation, but those who go to less industrially developed places in
South America, Africa, Southeast Asia, or elsewhere are liable to be especially
affected. What is the basis for this condition that can threaten previously held values
to the point of wanting to discard them? Does it have significance for societies in
general?



Keeping to just the sentimental level of how "welcoming" or "generous" more
southerly people seem to be won´t provide the answers. A more challenging starting
place would be to look at situations that seem to be uncomfortably different.



For six years I have done ecology work in Ecuador that involves a lot of moving around from place to place. It´s made me acutely aware of the strong physical contrast in roads. Riding in a vehicle there inevitably involves sensing the road surface along the way. Potholes or missing sections, bad repairs with dissimilar materials, cracks, bumps, mud, gravel, dust, rocks ...are continually communicated up from the wheels. Holding on to
something or several different parts of a vehicle simultaneously to avoid smashing
into the roof or dashboard is more often than not an essential part of the ride.
Bouncing around on the seat causes the scenery of bright green tropical forest or
fields of evenly planted banana trees and tall groves of leaning bamboo to jump as
though filmed through a handheld camera while running. Worn springs cause body
jolting that is greater than a traveler from outside may have ever experienced. A
bone-rattling trip in a near terminal condition vintage Land Rover from Quito to a
fantastic remote cloud forest reserva with leafy room-like spaces holding pink and
purple orchids and multitudes of air plants was also unforgettable as a series of
crescendoing mountain road impacts.



Smooth asphalt that is taken for granted in most of the U.S. presents an opposite
experience, really a non-experience. Drivers steer with one hand holding a cup of hot
coffee or a cell phone, even writing in a note pad, with little regard for the tame
surface beneath them. A sensation of the actual road is an unusual and intrusive
event. Roadness simply isn't felt. The street outside my house in San Francisco was
torn up and repaved repeatedly in a frenzy of maintenance over the last year by
invading armies of yellow clanging metal-treaded machines and blank-range firing
jackhammers. Each separate addition of water mains or gas lines or new curbs
required tearing up and then carefully restoring pristinely smooth pavement.



This very non-feel of what´s under the wheels that begins for me upon riding to my house from the San Francisco airport has become through absence of sensation an immediate reminder of huge differences in other expectations. It represents a gaping disparity in services that also exists with electricity, water, telephones, street lights, internet, supplies on store shelves, deliveries ... a list that can easily become much longer. In most places in Ecuador they are liable to be frequently interrupted for fairly long periods.



"Infrastructure" is the common term for the collection of amenities that makes things
function easily. It´s a strictly functional word that over-simplifies what is actually
involved. Those enabling functions such as electricity, piped water and roads
represent a significant part of the labor and expense of living in societies that
maintain them. A great percentage of the human work performed and money paid
goes for them, much greater than their users realize. Vast amounts of salaries, taxes,
tolls, fees, and other charges need to continually pour out like new asphalt. At least a
quarter and often more of an average person's salary—a minimum of one week of a
month's work—pays the bills involved.



To command such enormous outlays of labor and cash there has to be a strong social
agreement about the intention to continue using infrastructures and a need for them to
be constantly operational. People must believe that there are many things that simply
cannot be done without them. This is the underlying factor in panic about "peak oil"
that views the future without petroleum as catastrophic. Infrastructures are not just
functional entities to make a car trip smoother or start a stove burner or access a web
site (all heavily dependent on fossil fuel products). They actually represent powerful
foundational social beliefs, intentions and priorities.



In Ecuador the playing out of social beliefs, intentions and priorities has a different emphasis. Some of the principal considerations are also startlingly different. Things get done but the society is able to manage without industrial style infrastructures. For lack of an existing term to describe this I offer "lagalou". Think of music that helps to move muscles in a complex dance. Ecuadorian society moves along on lagalou.



Families of relatives are extremely important to Ecuadorians. They may be more
important than anything else. One's family is large and can number at least hundreds
of members. Seeing the same eyes or nose or mouth shape shared by dozens of
people can be disconcerting. It is true that there are generally more children per
household making more sisters and brothers, but that isn't the main reason for the
vastly larger size. It is who is included. All grandparents and great- grandparents have high positions of course, but their siblings and more distant relations are also
counted. First uncles and aunts are usually as close as mothers and fathers, and all of the members of the families of their mates are added in. Cousins of any degree may
be as close as brothers and sisters. All of the relatives from both the mother and
father's sides are part of the total. It isn't unusual for someone to catch a name in a conversation and interject, "Did you say Velez? Is that the family of Carlos Velez?
We're related. His uncle is married to my grandmother's cousin."



Families have ultimate lagalou in Ecuador. An extensive family not only provides a
large share of one's comfort and stability, companions and entertainment, assistance
and opportunities, it also gives many otherwise for-pay services. It can feed you and
lend money. It gives you a place to stay and for that reason may also determine where
you travel. If something is needed either to borrow or purchase it commonly first
involves searching among members of the family. It finds mates, jobs, connections,
government positions, and practically anything else. The family has continuing and
over-arching presence. Workers often miss days on a job to help out when family
members become sick. When I told someone that I, as many people in the US, only
had a few close relatives it was taken as though a plague must have destroyed the
rest. I received a genuinely pitying look and was told, "I feel sorry for you." A
memorable symbol of how deep the blood of family relations runs came after a woman
graduated from a university and at a party in her honor was presented with a framed
"diploma" stating her family as the awarding institution. The family wasn't going to
be left out of her matriculation. She keeps it on the wall alongside the official
document.



In comparison, life in industrially developed countries is much more self- contained.
People think of themselves as primarily private individuals and anxiously guard their
personal spaces and lives. Consequently they are completely dependent on supporting
services, and often pay exorbitantly for necessities that are commonly given free of
charge in a society with lagalou.



This isn´t a description of a romantic tropical paradise, and Ecuadorians aren´t
uncritical of the conditions in their country. It only has thirteen million people but
migration to Spain alone has been close to half a million in the last ten or so years
and continues at a high rate. The standard of living ranks in about the middle for all
nations on the planet and the reality of that statistic means that money is in painfully
short supply. (An example of the literal truth of this is when small stores and
restaurants often send someone to another commercial establishment to make change
for a customer's paper note used to pay the bill.) People don't enjoy losing electric
power, water cut-offs, road closures, missing deliveries, short store supplies, bad
roads, or other breakdowns.



When interruptions occur, however, there is less complaining and things continue
with surprising ease. Few commercial establishments are so dependent on
infrastructures that they have to close down. Lagalou takes over. Pre- modern cultural
practices survive just beneath the surface and they re-emerge quickly with little
anxiety. Candles shine from windows in all of the nearby houses when electricity is
cut off. If water stops coming out of the pipes an elaborate alternative system takes
over. Most homes and businesses have large portable water containers on hand that
can be filled at wells. There are cisterns built into the basements of many houses that
can be recharged by water trucks. Buckets appear beside sinks and in bathrooms to
transport water for washing dishes and flushing toilets. Conservation measures such
as soaping up with the faucet off and watering plants with leftover rinse water
automatically come into play.



Another main source of lagalou is the fact that there are two active economic
systems. Money is the basis for only one of them. The other is non- monetary, a kind
of lending and borrowing of goods and services. Family membership may be
involved but usually many circles of friends are included as well. Typically it works
like this. Most city people know or are related to someone in the countryside. When
there is a shortage of money those country connections are visited to augment
supplies of food. City people commonly take buses to travel to the country and
perhaps help out on a farm, returning with various amounts of produce that can
include live chickens, meat, eggs, cheese, vegetables, fruit, and so forth.



When country people come to the city to sell their produce or buy equipment they
can stay with friends or relatives. Some member or other of the households involved
may make trips as often as every week. The whole complex exchange can be
accomplished without using any money except for remarkably low bus fares. People
in the countryside have local arrangements among themselves for trading equipment,
labor and supplies by helping with harvests, borrowing pack animals and machinery,
joining construction projects, and many others. In a similar way city people may trade
health care for house repairs, and so forth.



In industrially developed countries where people lead more isolated lives, the
exchange of money is required for almost all economic functions. When things are
desired that are beyond a person's means they are acquired through credit, and when
money is low it is owed or borrowed.



Lagalou is more than just getting things done. Everything that lagalou does is done
with feeling. Let´s return to the less than comfortable example of experiencing the
road surface. There´s more to be felt than just jolts and shakes by the rows of
passengers holding babies, sacks of fruit, live chickens, bottles of honey, and
mysterious cartons tied with rope. Buses and trucks are much more prevalent than in
more developed places where private automobiles outnumber other forms of
transportation. Buses are extremely cheap, and convivial. On-board Latin dance
music is usually playing. Fellow passengers are helpful with directions. Private
vehicles (both cars and trucks) usually transport more than one person unlike the
pattern in more developed countries. Because the passengers are relatives, friends, or
grateful strangers there is amiable conversation during the ride. Self- _expression is
inevitable. Hands wave as voices rise and laughter erupts. Revelations take place.
Valuable information is exchanged, and business takes place. A ride is seldom just
accomplishing travel to a destination. Because the trip has lagalou you feel the other
passengers along with the road.



Lagalou also operates in the most common forms of trade. Marketplaces are hugely
interactive and feature unusual products and services (haircuts and shoes along with
vegetables). More foods are raw rather than processed and their quality is evident to
the eye and nose. Fresh produce and fish comes from open stalls rather than coolers
with week-old goods. There are different prices for the same item from one stall to
the other, haggling thrives, and deals are made. Even individual shops away from the
main markets usually have some of these same characteristics, and vendors pedal
carts full of vegetables, strings of crabs, baked goods, toiletries, and other necessities
through neighborhood streets.



The difference between lagalou and purely functional infrastructures is inestimable.
Infrastructures are efficient but alienating and inner-directed, like the sound of a
recorded voice instead of a real person. Lagalou is assimilating and outer- directed,
always involving other people and their lives.



It seems obvious that it is desirable to have the kind of advantages that families and
alternative economies possess, and not abandon them for the imagined benefits of
more efficient but impersonal enabling and facilitating services. But is this realistic?
Northern Temperate Zoners usually imagine that Equator dwellers would readily
imitate their model if they could and that only economic disadvantages keep them in
lagalou.



That´s an opinion that may be based more on what has been lost in industrialized
societies than what is still cherished in those that function with lagalou. Families
have shrunk to a minor role. Money and credit are essential. Trade is strictly cash and
carry.
A re-creation of extended familial relationships in another form would be needed to
restore lagalou, and exchanges of goods and services would need a different
foundation. There is a hint of this in "tribes" of friends that support each other.
Mutual childcare groups, living cooperatives and eco-villages also come to mind.
Joining barter clubs, using local currencies, and patronizing worker-owned
collectives or consumer supported farms can substitute for some cash-only
transactions. A greater devotion to restoring natural ecosystems and other features in places closeby to where people live is an undoubtedly helpful practice for overall sustainability. Increasingly expensive energy supplies in fossil fuel dependent societies may accelerate these and other beneficial changes much faster than can be presently
imagined.

The most important element is feeling and for that there are only rare examples at
this point in what must be seen as the over-industrialized Northern Temperate Zone.
For exposure to true lagalou one has to go closer to the Equator where it is still the
music that moves bodies in a dance that gets things done.