Some November Introspection -
Is it almost the end of tour?!
Holy moly … it is.
Suddenly, it’s November, and the trees in the mountains of North Carolina are ablaze with fiery hues. We’ve got 15 of our 17 events under our belts, and the buses are barreling down the highway towards Austin, Texas. Paul Simon is playing softly over the speaker system, and I am reading Noam Chomsky articles in between editing and updating.
And it has been a wild and wonderful three-and-a-half months.
Perhaps I’m being preemptive in putting up a nostalgic, tour-wrap-up post, but there is at least some space for reflection right now, I’d say. Not only is there only one event left for me (I’m hopping off in Austin to head home and be with the family for a bit), but it’s getting to that time of year where both our bodies and minds head inwards. Naval-gazing just seems so appropriate next to a fire, with a warm beverage in hand.
We’ve watched the world shift in an incredible and dynamic way from the windows of our little bus(es). One single occupation – a seemingly radical notion that the media refused to cover at first – sparked an electric reaction that has led to over a 1,000 occupations in over 80 countries. In between events and discussions with members of the public about sustainability, we have stood in solidarity (and with bated breath) as this movement towards real change has taken hold, picked up steam, and started marching, resolutely, towards a more sustainable future for all members of this planet.
In Asheville, we visited the occupation there and connected with the people who are putting their bodies on display to show their disenchantment with this current system of politics and governance. It was interesting; I had held a fairly romanticized notion of the occupy movement before we visited one. Not to say it’s not an amazing thing — for it is. But in action, it’s not all roses … at all. Consensus and true democracy are arduous, time consuming, difficult processes, and everyone has a different opinion of how they should be approached. Though the encampments are political statements, they also draw individuals who are not as much interested in the movement as they are in the free food and lodging. That’s not necessarily a bad thing (everyone should be included, right?), but in Asheville at least, it has led to some issues.
Still, I’m absolutely amazed by the way this movement has grown, and so organically, in such a short period of time. The fact that people are coming together across party and national lines to show their disenchantment with the way this world is run is phenomenal, and gives me hope in a way I hadn’t had before. I hear people often ask for tangible requests or solutions to the problems we are presenting, and though I understand that request, I think that (other than getting the money out of politics) it’s not about that. That is — it is about that, of course, as we should always be focused on solutionary discussions, but I find it almost unfair to expect a movement so young, so new, and so damn disgruntled to be coming up with solutions when the politicians we’ve supposedly elected and have been in the game for years can’t even do it in a timely manner. What this is about, right now, right here, is forming together, showcasing our discontent, and making sense of the mess. Then we can focus on solutions.
There’s so much more to say (isn’t there always?), but I think that’ll be enough for the day. Now, I return to Mr. Chomsky and looking out the windows into the chilly evening, content to be cozy on this bus with my Roadshow family.