MARIAH PARKER!! She was my commissioner when I was living in Athens and I got the pleasure of meeting her and joining some of her rallies when I was starting up our Sunrise hub there. She is an amazing organizer and a kind hearted person who’s fighting for the people and people ought to be paying attention to her. Thank you Bri for bringing her on, having this panel, and keeping the light on cop city. My partner and I love your podcast and the work you are doing & we’re always having discussions about your episodes.
2023-06-19 18:28:15 +0000 UTC
[redacted] THE POLICE and COP SHITTY
2023-06-14 21:52:05 +0000 UTC
This was such a great episode! I know this won't get the clicks it deserves, but this is the kind of discussion I am here for!
It brought us down to the local level on an issue that we can touch and feel. And more importantly, we can influence their outcomes with action. There is cop city bullshit happening everywhere in this country even though it may not be as outwardly perverse as the actual cop city.
If you peel back the curtain of your local government, you will only be able to smell the bullshit hidden behind the paint and ribbons. Only after standing there knee-deep in the bullshit for a long period of time, will you have the clarity on where the bullshit is coming from. Looking around you will find comrades also knee-deep in that sewer, who stink horribly because they just came back from being neck-deep. You will learn that some of the bullshit is coming straight from the local bullshit factory (who knew!), and some of it is coming from the state factory and federal factory. But you know that you are only walking distance from the local bullshit factory and you know where the owners spend their time. Taking over the factory to switch it to a rose petal factory, or forcing the factory to switch to producing rose petals is not easy but the process is a learning experience. And you make great friends (and community) in the process.
When standing here thigh-deep in bullshit, and I hear a podcast focus on the presidential horse race, a hot take on twitter, or the outrage du jour, it all feels so synthetic and demoralizing. But down here in the sewers, things are alive.
So, I invite everyone down in the sewer with us where the water is warm, and the people are warmer. Although, I warn you, it isn't always the safest place to be, so only go in as deep as you feel comfortable. And to those spending time in other sewers, neighboring or far away, Hi!
2023-06-13 07:22:55 +0000 UTC
Excellent episode. Guess you worked out the scheduling of guests for Monday despite all that you do! Thank you to you and Katie for the hours of frank and invigorating discussion on Saturday. I was starting to really get depressed with the state of our country and world. I worry about my kids and potential grand kids, and hope I see the first sparks of real change in my lifetime. Turning 70 on May 8th certainly got me pondering! That said I left Saturday night with some renewed hope in knowing that people like you and Katie are out there inspiring the rest of us to continue to move forward!
2023-06-13 06:44:10 +0000 UTC
Really appreciate you bringing attention to this again. Thank you.
2023-06-13 06:08:02 +0000 UTC
I’m avoiding male lockup more than I avoided female lockup
2023-06-13 01:36:12 +0000 UTC
Bri, with regard to your question about what happened with Warnock (and you could say John Lewis, Maynard Jackson, Andy Young, etc.), this story, told by Harry Belafonte in his memoir, My Song, provides some insight. MLK was upset after a visit with Amiri Baraka who was espousing violence. Belafonte and Andy Young were listening to him vent:
He said, “… I’m just so disturbed at what I’m hearing more and more. Somehow, frustration over the war has brought forth this idea that the solution resides in violence. What I cannot get across to these young people is that I wholly embrace everything they feel! It’s just the tactics we can’t agree on. I have more in common with these young people than with anybody else in this movement. I feel their rage. I feel their pain. I feel their frustration. It’s the system that’s the problem, and it’s choking the breath out of our lives.” In the pause that followed, Andy replied, “Well, I don’t know, Martin. It’s not the entire system. It’s only part of it, and I think we can fix that.” Suddenly, Martin lost his temper. “I don’t need to hear from you, Andy,” he said. “I’ve heard enough from you. You’re a capitalist, and I’m not. And so, we don’t see eye to eye—on this and a lot of other stuff.” It was an awkward moment. Martin was really angry. But I understood the subtext. Deep down, Andy was ambivalent about the Poor People’s Campaign. All the other goals that we had set for ourselves up to this moment were tangible. Almost all of them were focused on justice. But when it came to economics, the goals were more complicated, the lines more blurred. Andy didn’t believe that all the victims came from the same level of experience. He felt that there was a critical difference between poor whites and Hispanics, on one hand, and poor blacks on the other. This disparity, he felt, could make the Poor People’s Campaign a rocky journey. The tension peaked. “The trouble,” Martin went on, “is that we live in a failed system. Capitalism does not permit an even flow of economic resources. With this system, a small privileged few are rich beyond conscience and almost all others are doomed to be poor at some level.” Taking a sip from his glass, he continued, “That’s the way the system works. And since we know that the system will not change the rules, we’re going to have to change the system.” At heart, Martin was a socialist and a revolutionary thinker. He spoke not just in anger, but in anguish. His voice dropped to a more reflective tone as he continued. “We fought hard and long, and I have never doubted that we would prevail in this struggle. Already our rewards have begun to reveal themselves. Desegregation … the Voting Rights Act …” He paused. “But what deeply troubles me now is that for all the steps we’ve taken toward integration, I’ve come to believe that we are integrating into a burning house.” We had not heard Martin quite this way before. I felt as if our moorings were unhinging. “Damn, Martin! If that’s what you think, what would you have us do?” I asked. He gave me a look. “I guess we’re just going to have to become firemen.” Martin flew down to Memphis the next morning, accompanied only by Bernard Lee.
2023-06-13 00:47:41 +0000 UTC
you just gotta dress generically. most guys look the same, wear a black hoodie with no logo and jeans and you'll be fine
2023-06-13 00:24:59 +0000 UTC
I hate to admit what a coward I am, but ever since I started looking like a dude, I stopped going to live protests. Hearing the way the state will go after even socially competent, licensed attorneys, has a chilling effect with a frost bite on my willingness to engage in “free speech” and “democracy”.