The
socialist organization my one (hippie) friend from Michigan volunteers with is
a mixed bag, it seems.
She met
them when they were tabling outside a health foods store near the restaurant
where she works, and on the one hand they do good immediate-needs work with un-
and underemployed folks in the city’s worst neighborhoods – getting gas
reconnected, fighting electricity rate hikes; utilities companies break the law
and shut off basic services and want exorbitant “fees” to re-connect though
they’re in the wrong and legally can’t do that – but on the other hand, they’re a moribund
organization that really can’t effect political change though they think they
can.
I went
to a movie/meeting/meal with one of the original organizers in the city, this
Jesuit who had been in Guatamala, and talking with the organizers afterwards
was intense.
I was
talking the politics of my university with them and how the admin was siphoning
off huge amounts of money, and the answer to everything was, “But whose
interest does that serve?”, and they kept saying the university didn’t help the
poor.
“It does
and it doesn’t,” I was like, and added that recent programs that they had
started up had helped city kids from public school go on a full ride etc.
“But
whose interest does that serve?”, they kept saying.
“You
know,” I was like, “I don’t think
everything is some evil conniving scheme.
Hell, I wish it was sometimes, because at least those people are competent and predictable.
I’ve met some of the people who run the place, and
they’re fuck-ups.”
That
didn’t go over well, and then I added that even if the place was god-awful from
the beginning with no social purpose, it was still rhetorically smarter to
claim charitable origins and lob out that the people in power had betrayed that beneficent founding vision.
But,
like practicing pastors says, you can’t answer a question someone doesn’t have.
My one (hippie)
friend from Michigan says that they’re often accused of being a cult, since
organizers commit 24-7, live on site, and can’t use drugs or alcohol or have
sex.
“And
that [name of the one male organizer] is hot,” she was like. “The other day our hands touched and we just
held them there. But then again, I
think, guys spend their early 20s learning how to f*ck, and he’s been in this
group since he's 20. He’s probably awful in bed.”
She also
said they’ve learned from the mistakes of past labor groups, and someone’s
always at the office near the files.
In fact,
she herself has taken night-duty every now and then and up to two times a week
has slept overnight on a cot in a room adjoining the office, along with another
voulnteer.
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