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Politics and Policy Advocacy and Religious Communities–questions about church/state separation

A member recently asked about materials displayed at our Social Responsibility Network table after church.  The question:  What about the separation of church and state?

A good and important question.  The constitutional prohibition has to do with restricting government rather than religion.  The government can neither interfere in the free exercise of religion nor establish or support any particular religion.   The restriction on religion in this regard is that it cannot get the government to favor its theology or promote its message.

Churches, and all other not-for-profit organizations, are prohibited from using tax-deductible funds from advocating for candidates for office, political parties, or any partisan political issues.  They may, however, raise awareness about civic issues and governmental policies, including explicit advocacy for or against particular policy actions:  abortion rights (pro or con), gay rights (pro or con), civil liberties (pro or con), capital punishment, funding of military aid to Israel or Colombia, budgetary priorities regarding food or medical care, and the many, many ballot initiatives.

Hence, our Social Responsibility volunteers legally may gather signatures at church for a proposition to end the death penalty, raise taxes, etc.   The church bylaws do make it clear that this must be in the name of the committee and not in the name of the church–unless and until the proper procedures have been followed for taking an official stance.  On some issues, our denomination’s General Assembly delegates have debated and taken specific positions, and often a church will get involved in that issue, such as immigrant justice and marriage equality.

A limit:  The amount of a church or other not-for-profit organization’s budget that may go toward policy advocacy is limited to a small percentage of the total budget.   If spending goes above that limit, then the organization risks losing its nonprofit 501(c)3 status.

I think this limit is now 15%.  Our congregation and our denomination spend well below 5% of resources on policy advocacy.  We spend most of our budget on personnel, who spend their time serving the needs of our members and friends, holding Sunday worship, hosting a community garden, paying utilities, playing music… having fun!

To learn more, check out The Real Rules.



Politicians–Local Hopefuls Pitch for LGBT Endorsements

It’s easy to trash politicians, and easy for me to think it’s merited.  Just turn on the national news or open the paper.  (Today I’d like to trash a few Supreme Court justices too.)  But when you look down at the local level, you see that they are just people, and most of them care a lot about their calling and their work.  And they all work hard.

Tuesday night I went to the first-ever endorsement forum of a brand new PAC (Political Action Committee) for the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce (which includes many LGBT-owned, -run, or -friendly area businesses).  I have not joined the Chamber so all I could do was watch and listen.  The PAC endorsed many office-seekers for seats on a local school board, the county board of supervisors, and state assembly.  Several of these folks came by; some of them are Chamber members (not necessarily LGB or T), but even they had to leave the room for the discussions (and hand their ballots in through a volunteer.

The dramatic highlights were three-minute speeches by those seeking office in three city council districts; the June election for these seats (and mayor) is non-partisan.  If nobody gets a majority in a given race, there will be a runoff.

All of the candidates were passionate, thoughtful, and articulate in describing their backgrounds, visions, and qualifications.  Some showed more expertise in the issues than others, some had more connections to leaders in the group (who made strong testimonies while the candidates absented themselves).  None is an incumbent, though some have held office before.  My response to the speeches did not always match the outcome of the vote, but this was the first time I met most of them.  The PAC’s rules state that a person must get 60% in order for an endorsement to be made, and in every case the vote was overwhelming and not close.

I am grateful to all these folks who dare to step forward and stand for election.  They all bring many talents, and already they have served their communities in significant ways.  Their willingness to walk neighborhoods, knock on doors, listen to anyone and everyone who wants to bend their ear–it’s so old fashioned!  It’s nearly an obsolete phenomenon, except in local politics.

Their generosity and commitment has revived Pastor Cranky’s idealism about the political process and the dignity of elected service.

Notable among those endorsed by an overwhelming vote is the young but smart, experienced, gifted and highly esteemed young man who is competing to be my city council member:  Steve Hansen.  When I get his sign for my window from him, I’ll bend his ear about the trashy lots in this neighborhood.



“The Best Man” — 1960 Tony-winning play by Gore Vidal, at my church’s community theater

At last Friday’s opening of The Best Man, the UUSS playhouse had the highest opening-night energy level in my recollection.  Gore Vidal’s political drama was presented by my church’s 51-year-old community theater group, Theater One.   Roberta Stewart, here since the early years, is the director.  We have a number of experienced community-theater actors, some fairly new to the stage (or returning after a long interim since high school or college theater), and some members with professional experience on stage and screen. They are a dedicated team!

For me the play is a blast from the past of political history.  I was born in 1961, when it won some Tony Awards but lost the  Best Play prize to The Miracle Worker.  A Sacramento News and Review writer says it’s Gore Vidal’s best play.  It’s about a battle for the presidential nomination of an unnamed political party in 1960, but that was in the era of party-convention drama, smoked-filled room dealings, and last minute changes.   Nowadays, nominees usually have their delegates sewn up well before the convention, which is more of a coronation and PR occasion than a business meeting.  Few platform or campaign positions are determined now at conventions.  I can’t think we are better off, with SuperPACS (thanks to the Citizens United court ruling), bundling of campaign donations, and big-money and TV commercials determining decisions about the last man standing (still it’s a man, alas).

(If you want to read more–and weep–about the undermining of our democracy, check out Thomas Frank’s essay in the April 2012 Harper’s Magazine.  It’s not online yet, but you can get the gist of it from this blurb about his new book, Pity the Billionaire.)

  Now back to the show:

The lighting and sound design were well-planned and effective, and the set was evocative of the hotel suites where so much wheeling and dealing used to take place, while delegates haggled on the convention floor or perhaps hung out in the nearby taverns of an unfamiliar city.  (But no TGIF chain, Chili’s or Hooter’s in 1960.)   The leads in the cast really looked (and dressed) their parts, evoking both the public persona and the vulnerability, venality and some strong convictions that lurked behind the roles: candidates, political wives, king-makers, press corps members, and an ailing, plain-spoken, lame-duck president. As a nighttime worker  here in my minister’s office, I know they worked long and hard, and with creative thoughtfulness, to make it happen.

The drama is engaging, and Vidal’s humor a delight to hear.  On opening night, pauses in some of the dialogue kept the show from having as much dramatic energy as the script contains, but actors stayed in character and covered for one another when necessary, and after that first show I am confident they have picked up the pace.   Perhaps it would serve us well to have a discounted “preview” night for future plays, as happens in professional theater.  That way the audience would expect that there are a few bugs to work out, but we’d have an audience for the energy it gives back to the performers, which helps them in fine tuning for a later show.  Then opening night could be the next night.

This play is an excellent choice for this political year; Broadway agrees, for the revival of the play will open April 1 in NYC.   I might like to see it if I visit friends there in July, but I was happy to have a front-row seat at my church for 1/10th  of the cost of a Broadway show.  (No tickets here are more than $14.) We had a new feature, organized by our PR chairperson:  an opening-night gala reception before curtain, including dry wines poured by our own “Sweet” winemaker.  The snacks lasted through the intermission and I snagged a final slice of cheese after the show.  (The reception was free, because selling wine and beer costs more than it brings in, given the county alcohol-sales permit you have to buy for every event.)

It’s an enjoyable experience for a pastor to watch a great play presented by a cast and crew whom he knows and loves, and Friday night there were plenty of church friends and relatives in the crowd, among others, who also enjoyed the show.

I am grateful to Bobby, cast and crew for introducing me to this play, and providing a live and lively experience of it.

I recommend it!



Prayer for and conversation with the Walkers for the American DREAM–fairness and opportunity for the children of immigrants

Today our Social Responsibility convener hosted a conversation with several young college students or recent graduates who are walking across the country as part of the Campaign for an American DREAM.  They arrived in Sacramento yesterday after visiting the Bay Area.   They came to the second service and then met with several church members in a classroom.   Only one walker was a woman, and only one a U. S. Citizen.  I arrived late, so I’m not sure how many are still undocumented.  They walk to raise awareness of the plight of the children of undocumented immigrants who brought them to this country.

The federal America DREAM Act provides educational access and an opportunity to receive financial aid for college to students who, through no fault choice of their own, never achieved residency here.  Some children ha

This was day 9 for their walk.  They’ve been staying with host families and congregations.  At one stop, a host bought them all new sneakers.  I met one from Orlando, another from Georgia, and I forget where they all came from.  They will gather more walkers as they travel.  Monday at noon is a rally or press conference at the California Capitol.   This was an inspiring and cheerful crowd of “kids” from different faiths, of different sexual orientations, all with different stories.   Near the end of the conversation, I thought of asking them if they would like a prayer.  Usually my own folks wouldn’t think to ask for one.  I shouldn’t have let this keep me from asking, but I did.

Then, after the circle broke and I was saying goodbye, one of them said he had a Cross in his pocket and asked if I would bless it for their journey for him.  I said sure, then asked:  “Would you like a prayer?”  He said yes, so I got the attention of everyone and asked for us to join hands.  One of my Humanist lady said, “A Unitarian prayer, okay?”  I paused, reflecting that this prayer was for the young people on this walk, it wasn’t for us.  I said “A Universalist prayer.” We joined hands and the boy with the small painted wooden cross in his hand put his hand in mine.  Afterward, nobody complained, and the student activists thanked me.  (And I saw them walking in our parking lot in the rain, with high spirits and smiles.

This was the prayer I said, more or less:

Spirit of Life, God of Love and Mercy:  we know you by many names and expressions of faith, by deeds of courage and vision, and the longing for justice. Bless these brothers and sisters on their journey.  Bless  them as they walk and speak and show the way to a better future not only for themselves, but for all of us.  When they feel weary, renew their spirits.  When they feel alone, bless them with comfort, reassurance, and the open arms of brothers and sisters who welcome them along the way.  Bless their families and friends and all those dear to them.    Give them the assurance of our support and encouragement of them and our confidence in them.  May they know we thank them for their sacrifice and celebrate their courage and vision.  Bless their walk and bless them.  Amen.

Read about the walk at this link:  www.thedreamwalk.org



TERM PAPER APPENDIX 4 (finally!)–Reflections on Our Colonial Involvement and Our Post-Colonial Distance

 

[If you just got here or stumbled into this blog, this is the last installment of sections from a term paper about the Unitarian Universalist Church of the Philippines.  I think if you go backward to read all the posts, you'll find all the sections except those I have chosen not to post.]

Appendix IV:  Reflections on Our Colonial Involvement and Our Post-Colonial Distance

It is worth noting that the UUA is an American Mainline Protestant denomination long dominated by elites.  We claim several dead presidents and have at least two buried in our churches. (Though the Universalist Church of America did have more class diversity from the Unitarians ever since their separate origins in America, as a movement the Universalists had been in decline and had much less wealth by the 1961 merger.)

According to Stanley Karnow, the Spanish American War had been “masterminded” by Senator Henry Cabot Lodge (a Unitarian), among others, and the senator then advocated annexation.[ii]  In 1900, William Howard Taft (also a Unitarian) became the first American governor of the Philippines; later he became the U. S. President and Chief Justice of the Supreme Court.

Given our contemporary UU self-understanding of the UUA as a justice-oriented denomination, it is worth noting that American religious liberals were involved in the running of the Philippines, and hence from prospering from it as a colony.  Perhaps the ambivalence about admitting the Philippine church arose in part from a reluctance to look at our own movement’s connection to the colonial depredation of that nation.  These architects of the annexation of the Philippines leaders apparently kept their liberal theological values separate from their careers as advocates for colonial power.

Have we kept our distance from the Philippine church—either in not thinking Filipinos could find anything in our tradition that speaks to their experience, in not wanting to admit the UUCP to the UUA, or in not wanting to share, give, or  “impose” our American church practices and theologies on a marginalized group?   Perhaps, in the names of avoiding renewed colonialism and promoting the Philippine church’s authenticity and autonomy, we have been endeavoring to distance ourselves from our connections to the American colonial era in the Philippines.   Whether we can answer them or not, we carry such complex questions into new and ongoing relationships between UUs there and UUs here.

For further information:  The subjects of American colonialism and the Unitarians involved in the Philippines is addressed in Frederick John Muir’s book Maglipay Universalist:  A History of the Unitarian Universalist Church of the Philippines (Annapolis:  Unitarian Universalist Church, 2001).

Muir in particular describes the early contacts between the American Unitarian Association (AUA) and the Iglesia Filipina Independiente, the Catholic breakway movement led by Father Gregorio Aglipay.  Aglipay visited the Unitarians here in the early 1930s, and the AUA president tried and failed to lead a strong relationship with that Philippine movement, which later affiliated with the Anglican Communion.

This paper keeps the focus on the later movement (the UUCP) with which present-day North American UUs have a living and growing relationship.


[ii] Stanley Karnow, “The Philippines,” Dissent Magazine, Winter 2009.  http://www.dissentmagazine.org/article/?article=1326



Was Christopher Hitchens Religious?

Hitchens was the British-born immigrant American  journalist, critic, and polemicist who died last week.

Acerbic, smart, wide-ranging and extreme in argument, he was noted for going after Mother Theresa, the Dalai Lama, and religious believers of all kinds. Formerly a Marxist and still a leftist, he nevertheless was a strong advocate of invading Iraq in 2003. In the cause of opposing “Islamofascism,” he would attack anyone who seemed to promote tolerance toward Islam as a religion and as a movement. While he may have done significant muckraking journalism about Mother Theresa (but I don’t know), his attitudes about religion left no room for nuance, complexity, and contradictions in the diverse world of religion.

This is an interesting short article from the Rev. Marilyn Sewell of Portland. It’s posted on the Beacon Press “Broadside.”
http://www.beaconbroadside.com/broadside/2011/12/was-christopher-hitchens-religious.html

See what you think, and feel free to add a comment here.



Progressive Morality and Occupy Wall Street

Here is an excerpt from a Reader Supported News essay by progressive linguist George Lakoff:

Progressives have a basic morality, which is largely unspoken. It has to be spoken, over and over, in every corner of our country.

Progressives need to be both thinking and talking about their view of a moral democracy, about how a robust public is necessary for private success, about all that the public gives us, about the benefits of health, about a Market for All not a Greed Market, about regulation as protection, about revenue and investment, about corporations that keep wages low when profits are high, about how most of the rich earn a lot of their money without making anything or serving anyone, about how corporations govern your life for their profit not yours, about real food, about corporate and military waste, about the moral and social role of unions, about how global warming causes the increasingly monstrous effects of weather disasters, about how to save and preserve nature.

Progressives have magnificent stories of their own to tell. They need to be telling them nonstop.  END OF EXCERPT.


[I did a small part for this, in my sermon on 11/27/2011. See also the sermon from our minister at the UU Church in Livermore, CA.

He says:

Gandhi’s words are ringing in my head: “First they ignore you, then they mock you, then they fight you, and then you win.”

Watch a video of his sermon here.



Occupy the Common Good: How Can We Keep from Singing?..–.. UU Sermon

November 27, 2011

Unitarian Universalist Society, Sacramento, CA

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Justice will not be served until

those who are unaffected

are as outraged as those who are.

                        –Benjamin Franklin

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Hymns:  We Sing Now Together (67), Spirit of Life/Fuente de Amor (123), My Life Flows on in Endless Song (108).   Reading:  “The Limits of Tyrants,” by Frederick Douglass (579).  All in Singing the Living TraditionMusic:  A. Dvorak, Sonatina Op. 100, for violin & piano, 3 movements.

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Sermon

Our scripture reading today comes from the Constitution of the United States of America.  The First Amendment:  “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.”  Here ends the reading.

Last spring a friend of mine began telling everyone of his dismay about the growth of income inequality over the past three decades.  The middle class has shrunk.  Tax rates favor the rich, changes in trade policy and labor laws have taken jobs and made low-wage workers vulnerable.  Hunger and homelessness have grown. Public education is in trouble.   Considering the devastation to communities, families and children, he said, “I don’t understand, why people are not taking to the streets.”   Just a few months later, people did take to the streets.

In the summer, a 69-year-old Canadian man, writing on the web site adbusters.org, proposed “a leaderless people powered movement for democracy.”

Occupy Wall Street started on September 17, but it had a small and slow start.  However, a week later protestors marched from New York’s Zuccotti Park to Union Square, and 87 of them were arrested.  The resulting attention jump-started the movement. It has spread to 900 cities and four continents.  Adbusters’ website, and postings from local Occupy encampments, say the movement’s goal–and its vow–is to “end the monied corruption of our democracy.”

Bear with me for just a few numbers. Since 1982, the share of this country’s income held by the top 1 percent of our population has more than doubled.  This top tier takes in one quarter of all income.  “The top 1 percent of Americans holds 39 percent of the nations’ wealth…. [In the United States], the top 10 percent of the people hold more than 70 percent of the wealth, and the bottom 50 percent hold 2 percent of the wealth.”

In the words of Gary Dorrien, a minister and professor of social ethics at Union Theological Seminary, “Thirty years of stagnant wages and accelerating inequality offered an opening for a populist movement demanding a full-employment economy and a curtailment of Wall Street’s speculation and gouging.”   Dorrien explains the “99 percent” slogan of Occupy Wall Street.  The point, he says, “is that the top 1 percent plays by a different set of rules and has made fantastic gains while everyone else falls behind.”[i]

As we’ve heard from billionaire investor Warren Buffet, middle-income families often pay a larger share of their personal income as taxes of all kinds than those at the higher tiers of the income ladder.  Tax breaks, capital-gains rates, complex deductions, and a ceiling on Social Security taxes all favor those whose incomes come from investments.  They disadvantage those who get most of their income from working.

In Berkeley, Davis and other cities that are home to state-supported universities, students protest the steep hikes in fees and tuition costs of the past several years.   College costs have risen several times faster than working family incomes have risen.  More and more, college operations are financed by not by tax dollars, but with student debt.

Two Fridays ago in the middle of campus at the University of California, Davis, several young protestors are sitting in the quad, arms linked together, guarding their Occupy encampment.  Campus police approach in riot gear, with batons and rifles.  The campus chancellor has sent them to dismantle the encampment, “for the health and safety of the whole campus.”[ii]

More students arrive and stand in a large circle, drawn there by phone calls, texts and other electronic messages.  As university police approach with bottles of red-pepper spray, friends call out, “Cover your eyes!  Cover your nose and mouth.”  One person cries out from the crowd, pleading with a protestor to get up and get away.  The larger circle chants, “The whole world is watching!”  It has indeed been watching—thanks to videos on YouTube.  You can hear a middle-aged woman scream to the police, “These are children!  These are children.”  You see the police lieutenant approach.  He walks up and down the line, making big red clouds with his big red bottle.  He sprays the seated students around the head, in the face.  Chants rise up from the growing crowd:  “Shame on you, shame on you!”  It’s horrific, sickening scene.

Afterward, a young man calls out, with a hoarse voice:  “You don’t have to do this.  You don’t have to do this, officer.  I swallowed pepper spray because of you.  I didn’t bring any pepper spray.  I brought no weapons.  We have no weapons.  Shame on you!”  The police arrest 10 of the protestors, and back away in a group, holding their rifles along their chests.

This movement has been sparked by frustration and fear about what kind of nation we are becoming.  Now it is fueled by outrage, growing solidarity, and passion for healing and restoring the common good of our country and our communities.  This is a movement about the moral issues that shape our common life.

William J. McDonough, formerly CEO of a large bank in Chicago, spoke about executive compensation to a group of that city’s business leaders:

“ ‘In 1980, the average large company chief executive officer made 40 times more than the average employee in his or her firm.’ [Twenty years later] the multiple had risen to at least 400 times [the average salary]….  In other words, [in] 20 years the multiple [of] CEO pay went up by 1,000 percent. ‘There is no economic theory, however farfetched, which can justify that increase,’ McDonough.  ‘It is also grotesquely immoral.’”[iii]

Such inequity and immorality is perhaps as old as humanity.  It’s certainly as old as the Bible.  Over seven centuries before Christ, the Hebrew Prophet Amos attacked elite society’s dishonor of God’s law and the oppression of the poor.  From Amos, chapter 2:  “They sell honest people for money, and the needy are sold for the price of sandals.  They smear the poor in the dirt, and push aside those who are helpless.”[iv]

Since the early 1980s, on average, working people’s wages have stagnated, and investment incomes have skyrocketed.  Except for those who invested their savings in the place where they live.  In the past three years, the recession has wiped out eight trillion dollars of home values.  Countless people have lost their homes due to foreclosures.  Even some who rent have been evicted because they didn’t know that their landlords were going through foreclosures, and banks were reclaiming the rental properties.

Some of you, or those you love, have been hit–losing a home, losing a job, feeling confused and uncertain about the future.  In every community, desperation lives just under the surface of our shared interactions.  Many people are “under water,” which means they owe more on a mortgage loan than their house is worth—lots more.

Two couples I know made the painful decision to walk away from the houses they had loved and lived in, and which they had bought at the top of a market, when loans were plentiful and “collateralized debt obligations” seemed only a boring phrase of jargon and not a house of cards.  Of course, some needed to walk away in order to move away to the only place they could get a job.  Others, facing their own guilty feelings and a surely ruined credit score, decided to scale back expenses, get out from under mortgages that would never end, and go into default on their loans.

A necessary part of our money-driven political system is a propaganda machine.  Run by many, and accepted by many more, for the benefit of a few, this machine tries to hide the growing injustice.   It fills political discussions with myths and falsehoods.  Here is the biggest myth:  the idea that our economy is just a self-created, self-generating entity, just a force of nature, which we must learn to live with and obey.  In fact, an economy is a structure that we build, shape and change.  The Greek root for the word economy means household, or household management. 

We shape our common household by the common choices we make about our financial and commodity markets, laws dealing with labor, property and incorporation; and by our business, personal and government spending decisions.  We shape our household by policies dealing with commerce, foreign trade, energy, natural resources, health care financing, transportation, pensions and Social Security, and educational and vocational training institutions.  We structure our economy through regulations of investment and banking systems (or the dismantling of those regulations).

In other words, the mess we are in today didn’t just happen.  Laws, court rulings and policies allowed it to happen.  The progress and prosperity we experienced from the 1940s to the 1970s didn’t just happen.  The emergence of a large middle class didn’t just happen.  People decided to make it happen.

The frenzy, the frauds and the convoluted real-estate financing bubble of the past decade or two have led us to the widespread upheaval known as the Great Recession.  It’s an outrage—and it has led people to take to the streets and college campus quadrangles.  Fear of this outrage—fear of this eye-opening, pro-democracy movement—leads authorities in some places to unjust suppression and even violence.  Mass outrage is understandable.  Perhaps it’s a necessary ingredient for our common courage.  Yet we must resist the temptation to demonize or dehumanize police officers, and well-off people, even politicians.  Demonizing undermines the principle that all people have dignity and worth.  It undermines the value–and the reality–that we are all in this together.

A few ministerial colleagues in the East Bay have been to Occupy Oakland, including the march to the Port of Oakland.  In contradiction of the depictions of Occupy Oakland by at least one of the Bay Area’s daily papers, my friends reported a festive atmosphere, with people of all ages, ethnicities, and occupations walking together.  One friend chatted with police officers as they waited in line together to use the porta-potty toilets.

Yesterday, on my noon visit to Occupy Sacramento at Cesar Chavez Park, I spoke to a retired woman standing at the corner of 10th and I streets, by City Hall.  She was holding her home-made sign.  She belongs to an Episcopal church in a suburb.  Beside her was another sign listing this region’s Congressional representatives and U. S. senators, and urging us to contact them and insist on change, insist on justice and fairness.

After that conversation I crossed over to the Occupy encampment and spoke with two women at the information table.  They told me about the General Assembly, open to everyone, every day at 5:30 p.m, except for Tuesdays, when they attend Sacramento City Council meetings.

After wishing them well, and thanking them for being there, I went up to three police officers on bikes in the middle of the park, near the fountain. “How’s it going?”  I asked.  One officer answered:  “Lackluster.”  With only a few of the daytime-only tents and information tables in the background, he said that the big crowds of earlier days are not so regular now in Sacramento.  When there’s a big national event, more people will come out here.  He said that if I go to Facebook and look up Occupy Sacramento, I can keep informed and then come to the park for special events.  Before heading home, I said, “Thank you for being here.”

I can feel the temptation to focus my wrath on particular politicians, or cops or security guards, but when I give into this temptation, I take energy and focus away from the systemic changes we need:  changes in our campaign financing systems and changes on a Supreme Court whose majority has ruled that corporations are people, with the same rights to making campaign contributions as real people.

As I watched videos of the police pepper-spraying on the Davis campus, I couldn’t imagine myself sitting there, staying seated as the assault began.  After the spraying, an officer tried to lift a student by the arms.  The boy went limp.  In that same situation, I feel, I would have struck out at the officer—out of anger and pain.  This student didn’t move.  Surely in agony, those protestors displayed the kind of discipline—and the kind of dignity—that I have seen in news footage from the American Civil Rights movement, the freedom struggle in India, the cause to end Apartheid laws in segregated South Africa, and recent scenes from Egypt, Tunisia, Libya, Syria, and places all over the globe.

Another video takes place after the assault, with students confronting the officers. You can see confusion in the faces and movements of the officers.  I have a tense fear that one will fire his rifle at the yelling crowd.  One man—a Unitarian Universalist young adult and Religious Education volunteer in his church and in our district– calls for a “mike check.”  This term refers to a practice of the Occupy Wall Street movement.  In lieu of using amplification, the crowd repeats each phrase after the speaker says it.

He calls for a mike check, and the crowd quiets.  He shouts, and they repeat:  “We are willing to give you… a brief moment of peace…, so you may take your weapons… and our friends… and turn and leave…  You can go.  Please do not come back.”   The rows of campus officers begin to back away, holding their rifles across their chests.  A few students walk toward them, some yelling with glee.  I worry that the police will react with more violence.  They keep going.  Students cheer at their moral victory.  They chant:  “Whose University?  Our university!  Whose quad?  Our quad!”  This is a tension-filled 10-minute video.

It remains to be seen what kinds of changes Occupy Wall Street will initiate or deliver.  It is a self-proclaimed “leaderless movement.”  It’s not another political campaign or progressive organization—there are plenty of those already.  It is a populist movement that deliberates, makes demands, and engenders new conversations all over the land.

It gives me hope.  I’m glad people are talking about economic democracy again, finally.  I am inspired at the courage of the protestors.  They may be leaderless, but they are disciplined and committed to the principles of democracy and non-violence.  And with such discipline, everyone can be a leader.

Another Davis video was taken the next day, after dark.  It follows campus Chancellor Linda Katehi as she walks from her office to her SUV, with an escort by her side.   Seated on both sides of the walkway are students, all the way down.  You can see them from scattered flashlights, and from press photographers’ flashes.   For three long minutes you hear only the click of the chancellor’s shoes on the concrete, and the snap of cameras.  The students stay silent in their witness of her departure.  A few reporters ask her questions, and she responds, but the students remain silent.  Are you afraid of the students, one asks.   “No,” she says quietly, “no.”

None of those protestors is dangerous. They have no weapons.  Well, they are a danger to the way things are, to the status quo and to our complacency about the decline of the common good in this country.  Their courage speaks volumes.  As this kind of courage becomes more common, change becomes visible.  Change becomes visible, and it becomes real.

For me, the message of Occupy Wall Street is that we are all in this together.  We have more in common than we used to think we do.  We have each other in common.  Your wellbeing is tied up in mine.  My wellbeing is tied up in yours.  You are my common good, and I am yours. The 99 percent is my common good, and the 1 percent as well.  100 percent of us.

We the people are the common good.  That’s how the U. S. Constitution begins:  “We the people….” We are all in this together.  Amen.


[i] Gary Dorrien, “The Case Against Wall Street,” in Christian Century, November 15, 2011, p. 22.  Most of the article is available only to subscribers, but you can read an interview with the writer at http://www.christiancentury.org/blogs/archive/2011-10/savvy-occupiers

[ii] “The Latest from UC Davis,” on Alas!  A Blog, November 27, 2011.  This posting includes a “frustrated student’s” annotation of/response to the chancellor;s letter after the police action.  It also includes videos of the pepper spraying and the two episodes mentioned at the end of the sermon.  See http://www.amptoons.com/blog/2011/11/22/the-latest-from-uc-davis/ – more-14503

[iii] John M. Buchanan, “Gross Inequity,” in Christian Century, November 15, 2011, p. 3.

[iv] Amos 2.6-8.  Contemporary English Version. Biblegateway.com.



Occupy Sacramento Visit the Saturday after Thanksgiving, with a stop at the downtown library

At noon, on my way back into town after a Thanksgiving trip, I parked and walked over to Occupy Sacramento.  (I stopped at the Central Library for a book.  The front desk was busy, and the library staff eager, polite and helpful with everyone in line.  Government employees, ready to serve.  I went up to the fourth floor for a book.  A homeless man and homeless woman (or so they seemed) were talking at a table and taking their pick of some winter accessories (gloves, hats, a Santa cap, socks) lying there, new with labels on them.  There are always a lot of homeless folks in the library–resting or reading, staying warm or dry, killing time or looking for work.  By this pair was a short, young woman of color in a black and yellow security guard uniform.  Contracted labor, not receiving civil service protections or benefits.  I met her eyes and said hello, and she responded.  The pair finished and wandered off.

Homeless people also hang out in Cesar Chavez Park downtown.  That’s where Occupy Sacramento takes place.  (By the way:  the large bronze statue of Chavez was made by artist Lisa Reinertsen, daughter of a beloved late member of our church.)

A few tents hugged the sidewalk on one end of the park, across from City Hall.  On the other side of the street, several folding chairs sat on the lawn of city hall, with signs posted around them calling for an end to money’s control on politics and the end of personhood status for corporations.  At the corner of the intersection a gray-haired woman stood with a big home-made sign on posterboard with slogans and a quotation from Barack Obama from those pre-election days. I said hello and asked her how things were going.  She comes out when she can on a part-time basis.  We introduced ourselves.  She’s a member of an Episcopal church in a suburb.  I told her about my ministry and my congregation.  She said, “The police should be out here with us, rather than arresting us.  They are part of us.”  I asked if there had been arrests.  She said yes, but didn’t know what they were charged with.  She said their trial date is Dec. 13, though she had heard the District Attorney was dropping the charges.

She spoke of her concerns about corporate personhood and the big banks.  She knows several families who have lost their homes to foreclosure, including one in-law.  Soon she introduced me to her husband as he walked up with a cup of carry-out coffee.  She asked:  “Did you move your money to a local bank a few days ago?”  I told her I already use a credit union.  Her husband said they do as well, but noted that hundreds of thousands of people did move their bank accounts. She had been part of the march to the downtown Macy’s store yesterday (Black Friday, the biggest and longest shopping day of the year.)  She had said a few words there but had not gone in, but reported that some others had.

I thanked her for being out there and said goodbye, then crossed the street to the tents and tables on the edge of the park.  Behind this area stood a number of young adults, chatting.  A couple of electricity generating motors chugged along.  Two middle-aged women sat at the information table with fliers, a pumpkin-shaped piggy bank for donations, a petition.  I added my signature to the 500-600 already there.  She gave me a flier about the Facebook, Twitter and Livestream media sites for Occupy Sacramento.  She pointed out the U-Haul truck, which is being subsidized by at least on donor.  She told me they need sleeping bags, tents, food, water, first-aid supplies, and cash donations.  I told her where I was from, that several church members had been out here and at occupations in other towns and cities, and that I planned to give a sermon about the movement.  She was polite but was not bowled over by this news.  I suspect she has seen plenty of faith-community leaders and members in the past few months.  She gave me a flyer announcing the General Assembly, “5:30 p.m. Every Day in Cesar Chavez Park.   She told me it happens every day except Tuesday afternoon, when folks attend the City Council meeting.    I thanked her and her friend for being here and wandered past the other tents and displays.

I walked toward the center of the park.  Next to the fountain in the center three male Sacramento Police officers were mounted on their bikes, but stationary.  I said: “Good morning, officers.  How’s it going.”  All said hello, but only one spoke at length with me.  The others didn’t contradict him or add to what he said.  The occupation had become lackluster, mostly a “homeless encampment.”he said.  When a national event would take place, a larger crowd will come, but the local group is not very good at organizing.  We talked at length.  I learned that staying overnight at parks is not allowed, and Occupy volunteers take down the tents every night and set up camp again every morning.  (Hence the U-Haul.)  The sit-in across the street, on City Hall’s lawn was not allowed at any time, he said, but the city is allowing it.  Indeed, tents are not allowed in a park at any time, “but we’re letting them do it.  They’ve been good to us, and we’ve been good to them.”  He said,  “The organizers have been good” in dealing with the police.

He said, “Too bad you came down here for nothing [to see.]” He told me to  “follow it on Facebook under Occupy Sacramento,” and I could find out when special events will take place and more protesters are likely to show up.  I said, looking at all of them, “Thank you for being here” and they said goodbye, and I went on my way.

The flyer says General Assembly is

  • A time for the public to meet and share opinions in their own words.
  • A place to spread the message of how e plan to discover how society can function better… the problems we all face and the solutions we may find.
  • A chance to share what Occupy has experienced in the previous 24 hours and to inform everyone about what is being planned in the near future.
  • After these discussions we hear proposals on specific things people would like to make happen and take a vote to democratically decide what will be our next actions.
  • All are welcome to listen, speak and vote.
  • Anyone my propose bi-laws [spelling original] and have them passed, regardless of it if is their first General assembly or their 36th.  Bi-laws determine how future General Assemblies will function.
  • There is much to be learned when we share personal stories, events of other places and individual ideas in an open and respectful meeting.  This problem is complex:  We need perspectives.  YOURS! 
  • Join us was we pursue the healing culture of feeling free to express our beliefs.

 

 



Unitarian Universalists and the Occupy Movement

Peter Bowden’s UU Growth Blog covers this very well, so start there!




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