Saturday, 11 March 2017
I can tell you the library joke now, shared by Maggie Stuckey at her talk two days ago. I found a version online:
A chicken walks into the library. It goes up to the circulation desk and says: “book, bok, bok, boook”. The librarian hands the chicken a book. The chicken tucks it under her wing and runs out. A while later, the chicken runs back in, throws the first book into the return bin and goes back to the librarian saying: “book, bok, bok, bok, boook”. Again the librarian hands over a book, and the chicken runs out. The librarian shakes her head. Within a few minutes, the chicken is back, returns the book and starts all over again: “boook, book, bok bok boook”. The librarian gives her yet a third book, but this time as the chicken is running out the door, the librarian follows. The chicken runs down the street, through the park and down to the riverbank. There, sitting on a lily pad is a big, green frog. The chicken holds up the book and shows it to the frog, saying: “Book, bok, bok, boook”. The frog blinks, and croaks: “read-it, read-it, read-it”.
Bad weather made me happy today because we had an afternoon meeting: an ACLU training session focused on supporting undocumented immigrants.
On the way, we ran a couple of errands in Long Beach. I was started to see that the planter just north of Dennis Company has been completely browsed by deer.
I am beginning to wonder if any place in Long Beach is safe for tulips. I just hope they don’t take a liking to the tulips in the welcome sign garden.
People Power ACLU meeting
Today’s ACLU meeting was one of 2000 simultaneous watching parties across the country, with 200,000 people signed up to attend a broadcast of the actual live meeting in Florida. We had 22 in attendance, one all the way from Westport. We all appreciate Adrift Hotel providing the meeting room for free.
Since the election, membership in the ACLU has swelled from 400,000 to 1.2 million members (including me).
It saddened me to hear, again, that there have been immigration raids on at least five local families, with fathers taken away. These are men who are known to be hardworking good folk, certainly not the stereotypical “criminal”. It is difficult and can take years to become documented, especially for folks from Mexico and Central America; it is not a matter of laziness or wanting to be “illegal”. (By the way, it is considered much kinder to refer to someone as “undocumented” rather than “illegal”.) Many folks in the room had grandparents who were immigrants, in one case, by illegally stowing away on a ship. Mine on my mother’s side were immigrants (and invaders)…of the Mayflower type.
If you would like to watch the presentation that we saw today, it is said to soon be available for viewing right here.
“Even when we lose we must not despair, for there is dignity in entering this battle”, said ACLU executive director Anthony Romero.
“As DT is going about his amendments of hate, we need to live our love”, said Faiz Shakir, ACLU political director.
We heard three other speakers as well, Louise Melling (deputy legal director), Andre Segura (an ACLU attorney), and Padma Lakshmi, a star of Top Chef,whose mother was an immigrant and who said “I want my daughter to live in a country of compassion, not fear.”
This is all going to lead to a whole ‘nother set of meetings, all with a productive and well informed agenda.
By the time we got home, we had an hour and a half of daylight and a cessation of rain and wind. Some front garden clean up was suddenly possible.
That was a favourite sit spot for Skooter. He may have liked it better before.
Because it was at the same time as the ACLU training, we missed today’s postcard party. Here are a couple of photos (by Michele) of the latest efforts. You can stop reading now if you don’t like the postcard efforts, because they comprise the end of today’s post:
Dang! I wish I’d been there.
Tomorrow (Sunday): an Indivisible meeting which we are planning to combine with a brief and, we hope, photogenic side trip to Skamokawa.