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It's Cheri Honkalas birthday this weekend and the movement doesn't run on Love alone it needs-
1.Volunteers/Interns 2. Used Pick up truck for food distribution 3. Canned goods 4. Blankets 5. Winter coats and boots for adults and kids All sizes 6. Tokens/bus passes 7. Frequent flyer miles 8. Wood, nails and carpenters 9. Supplies for kids summer camp 10. Artist of all kinds 11. Writers 12. 5-10-15$ to help pay for PPEHRC rent,phone,organizing Every dollar HELPS! 13. Invite us to speak at your school or place of worship 14. Attend USSF organizing meetings!
15. Put your resources toward revolutionary change, not charity alone
16. Subscribe and support the Peoples Tribune !
17. Walk through your house & send us what you don't need or use.
18. Work to end Greed. Share more. Love more !
Doing several or even one of these will make Cheri's birthday the best birthday ever!!
DAVID A. ROMERO - "Undocumented Football" [ADD Poetry VIdeo]
Set during the yearly East LA Classic, "Undocumented Football" is the story of an undocumented student athlete who struggles on and off the field to achieve his dreams. David A. Romero is a proud Pocho/Chicano poet from Diamond Bar, CA. He is the host of Between the Bars Open Mic at the dba256 Gallery Wine Bar in Pomona, CA. Romero has opened for Ozomatli and has performed at various colleges and universities. Visit his website:http://www.davidaromero.com/ for more! COMING SOON - an all new channel brought to you by Russell Simmons, showcasing the best in comedy, music, and animation. All Def Digital. If you don't have ADD, then you're not paying attention. - MORE ADD - http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=... - CREDITS - Written & Performed by David A. Romero - CONNECT - Subscribe - http://bit.ly/SubscribeToADD
MATT SEDILLO - "L.A. IS FULL OF PIGS" [ADD Poetry Video]
Set against the backdrop of modern life in the city of Los Angeles, the poem "LA is Full of Pigs" weaves together a narrative that touches upon growing fears and anxieties of working people around such pressing issues as housing, healthcare and police brutality. It is a poem born of the anger these times demand. Matt Sedillo is the author of For What I Might Do Tomorrow (Caza De Poesia 2010), a member of the Inland Empire Lionlike Mindstate national slam team of 2009, member and Grand Slam Champion of the Damn Slam Los Angeles national slam team of 2011 (of which a story appeared in the Los Angeles Times), participated in the 2012 San Francisco International Poetry Festival, has appeared in a number of anthologies and has performed at countless universities across the nation. For further information or booking please visithttp://www.mattsedillopoetry.com/ COMING SOON - an all new channel brought to you by Russell Simmons, showcasing the best in comedy, music, and animation. All Def Digital. If you don't have ADD, then you're not paying attention. - MORE ADD - http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=... - CREDITS - Written & Performed by: Matt Sedillo - CONNECT - Subscribe - http://bit.ly/SubscribeToADD
RRC Extra No. 41: Chet Flippo
Originally published at davemarsh.us Please feel free to forward or post this RRC Extra widely. We only ask that you include the information that anyone can subscribe free of charge to Rock & Rap Confidential by sending their email address to [email protected]. If you ever wish to unsubscribe, just send an email with “unsubscribe” in the subject line to [email protected]. THE SILENCE OF A FALLING STAR LIGHTS UP A PURPLE SKY… Dave Marsh writes: Chet Flippo (known to friends as Flippo)~ Oct. 21, 1943–June 19, 2013 ~ was born in Fort Worth, Texas. He was the son of Chet W. Flippo, a minister, and the former Johnnie Black. When I first moved to Rolling Stone (from Newsday) in 1975, Chet Flippo was the NYC bureau chief–-and the only other editorial person in Manhattan. Alas, this did not last long, but when we moved to 745 5th Avenue as new headquarters (the magazine then had three or maybe four floors in that beautiful art deco heap), we made sure to have offices next door to one another, though I eventually decided, in thrall to my acrophobia, that I wanted an office without a window. Chet was one of my great co-conspirators. I’m trying to pare it down to just the highlights, because the thing was, every week was an adventure then, and Chet led his share of the way from helping build the rep of the Lone Star to serving as Austin’s ambassador to Manhattan. He hated bureaucracy as much as I did though he handled it much more quietly. So his subversion generally took other forms, though sometimes we collaborated. There was trying to get past the fact-checking department, in an album review, references to Ray “Wylie” Hubbard (a punctuation alteration which, would have changed his entire career, we believed or at least convinced ourselves–-both of us loved Ray…and do.) There was having a meeting with Harry Chapin and Bill Ayres, of a very very nascent World Hunger Year, who informed us that they were about to get the United Nations to stage an anti-hunger concert in NYC, produced by Michael Viner, who they boasted had been the director of “youth events’ for the second Nixon inaugural (and later a guy who earned notoriety by publishing a book by O.J.’s wife’s BFF). We not very gently explained why they weren’t. In the very early ’70s, Chet wrote a story for Creem that was a pretty perfect parody of Hunter S. Thompson’s early shit, though it unfortunately didn’t hold up very well when I reread it a few years ago. But he used it to hip readers (at least me) to a whole world of Texas music, starting with Sunny and the Sunglows, which is pretty much primordial Austin. He carried on at Rolling Stone--I got to see Waylon, I mean the person not the show, because of Chet, to know Marshall Chapman, a whole gaggle of people like that. When Waylon and Willie decided to make the Outlaw Country collection Chet was the only conceivable writer for the notes — I don’t know if he coined the phrase but he was pretty much the phenomenon’s offstage architect. He covered the entirety of John Lennon’s immigration struggle, a fine set of accounts that made plain the political animus without ever slipping out of objective voice. In the midst of that mess, Lennon needed an expert witness for the trial of his lawsuit against Morris Levy (who had taken an unmixed cassette of John’s “Rock’n'Roll” album and turned it into a “Lennon album” available only by mail order off late night TV ads). Chet recused himself, appropriately, then suggested that they really needed me anyway, as I was chock full of musical opinion. And he really wasn’t full of it himself, other than that he loved the music he grew up on (thus his Hank Williams book, Your Cheatin’ Heart, which is sorely underrated to the point of being almost a lost classic), and hated the idea that he looked like John Denver, though he did–well at least they had the same cheekbones and sandy hair. Chet was a reporter before he was anything else, albeit a reporter in the fashion of someone like A.J. Liebling, only even more deadpan funny. He was who he was: Chet had been in Navy intelligence but nevertheless the Cuban government (which had refused me a visa a couple of years earlier, on grounds I don’t know but always suspected had something to do with Detroit radical politics, although maybe they just didn’t like music hippies) let him in to report on the tour that a bunch of CBS artists, lead by Billy Joel, made to Cuba around ’80 or so. Chet turned it into a spy piece, with meet-ups with dissidents on the beach being the main attraction, the music pretty much a sidebar. I hated the politics but that was the only part of what he wrote that was anything like a cliché. One of the things that we had most in common was thinking that whether or not the Stones were has-beens--I was a firmer yes than he--Mick Jagger was a dipstick in the oil pan of rock stardom, as wrinkled and shriveled in our minds then as he is in photographs today. The real feat of his nakedly anti-Stones story getting published in Rolling Stone was that Jann Wenner was a Stones fan to the point where he worshiped them even above the Kennedy family. And Peter Rudge, still my friend after all these decades, has never been described better than in that relatively brief story–I laughed out loud, in delight, when I saw that because it not only brought Chet back to life for me, but also captured Peter at his height, when he still managed both the Stones and the Who. (I hasten to add that I would love Peter even if he managed Bob Jovi, as Jim Carroll called him in the Irish Times the other day.) One thing that has gotten lost, I suppose (though I know I have a copy--just not where the fuck it is) is Chet’s masters (if I remember right) dissertation for UT. It was allegedly a history of Rolling Stone but it was really the first expansive history of the rock music press ever written, and has a lot of really fundamental things in it. (I’m pretty sure that I first talked to Chet when he interviewed me about Creem for it.) It was a sturdy little story, like all of his, and took the topic as far as it could be taken in ’71 or ’73 or whenever it was. Popular Music and Society ran pretty much the whole of it over three consecutive issues–be about $25 per issue if you could find ‘em, which you couldn’t. Turns out Chet continued writing for that little academic publication until the late ’70s, which had to be as much about loyalty as opportunity to talk about things he couldn’t write for anyone else. (That is, he could have sold his “reappraisal” of Willie Nelson and Austin for actual money. Those were the days--you could pass up a payday once in a while, though that was in my view a pretty big expression of loyalty.) His books were mostly collections of magazine articles, and they hold up better than you’d imagine, especially the Stones assemblage. I have spent about 30 years now wishing I’d had the insight, skill and discipline to write his plain, witty, deeply respectful and slightly salacious Dolly Parton feature in Rolling Stone. Call me a Flippo fan--it’s a fact and probably a boast, to boot. And I wish to hell his planned official biography of Roy Orbison had worked out. That was actually my idea--I had been offered the job, and while I would have loved to try, it was completely obvious that the book belonged in Chet’s hands. I don’t think I ever did that any other time--gave away the story of someone I truly loved. But then, it was passed on to someone I truly loved. Chet and I never, ever talked or saw one another without my feeling I was in the company of a guy who totally got it. There aren’t so many people who can put me that completely at ease simply by showing up. His death has left me feeling disturbed for almost a month. It’s one thing to not talk to a friend very often, even when the intervals start becoming years not days. It’s another thing to realize a hole is left in the universe. So I listen to Waylon and Gary Stewart and a few of the other gifts he gave me, feeling like an old five and dimer myself. Please forward this RRC Extra to five friends. To subscribe to Rock & Rap Confidential, just email [email protected]. Subscriptions are free.
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“Accidental Racist”: Days of Future Passed
from the June issue of CounterPunch
by Lee Ballinger
LL Cool J was seventeen years old when I met him in 1985 at a screening of the rap film Krush Groove. He was straight out of middle class Queens, home to many who were taking hip-hop from ground zero in the South Bronx to the rest of the world. LL was near the cutting edge with diamond hard anthems like “I Can’t Live Without My Radio” and “Rock the Bells” with its war cry of “LL Cool J is hard as hell!” Today he’s soft, just another family-friendly TV star who occasionally puts out hip-hop albums that are, without exception, so bland as to be unlistenable.
Yet there he is on country star Brad Paisley’s new album, Wheelhouse, standing in for all black Americans on the song “Accidental Racist.” The track is turgid and clumsy, surprising coming from an artist as talented as Paisley. But what it says is even more surprising, given that Paisley’s 2009 album American Saturday Night turned country music stereotypes on their heads with its embrace of technology, immigration, and the civil rights movement.
“Accidental Racist” is a sung/rapped dialogue between Paisley and LL Cool J in which the country singer says he doesn’t mean anything offensive by wearing a T-shirt with a Confederate flag on it: “I’m just a white man….caught between southern pride and southern blame.” He’s full of good intentions (“I try to put myself in your shoes and that’s a good place to begin”) but insists he’s “a proud rebel son.” There’s the standard apologia about how slavery (not mentioned by name) was a mistake that some other folks made a long time ago.
LL Cool J chimes in with a plea to be understood even though he wears sagging pants and gold chains. He says he’s always equated guys in cowboy hats with men in white hoods. After condemning slavery (this time by name), he apologizes for Sherman’s March and gives a shout-out to Robert E. Lee. LL declares that “If you don’t judge my gold chains, I’ll forget the iron chains.”
In his review of Paisley’s Wheelhouse in PopMatters, Dave Heaton responds that “Accidental Racist is “saying we should forget about slavery—after all, it wasn’t our fault, it was just our ancestors—and ignore the ways that the legacy of slavery is still around us, every day, manifesting itself in flawed structures and situations within our society.”
On that song, Brad Paisley sings that he’s a “proud rebel son.” But he grew up in West Virginia, which became a Union state when it seceded from the Confederacy because it opposed slavery. Paisley now lives in Los Angeles (not too far from LL Cool J) where he’s married to Hollywood actress Kimberly Williams, a native of Rye, New York. Paisley isn’t speaking as himself on “Accidental Racist.” He’s casting himself in a role, playing a character who claims to speak for the white South.
Well, does he? There’s no simple answer to that question.
In 2001 in Mississippi, there was a vote on whether the 1894 state flag, with the Confederate battle flag reproduced in its upper left corner, should be retained or whether the state should adopt a new flag without the Stars and Bars. There was a large turnout and the 1894 flag won by a nearly two to one margin. The vote split almost entirely along racial lines.
On “Accidental Racist,” Brad Paisley says “When I put on that shirt the only thing I meant to say is I’m a Skynyrd fan.” Even though personal, it’s hard to accept his benign assessment of the Confederate flag on a T-shirt as accurate. “Accidental Racist” venerates Confederate commander Robert E. Lee and skewers Union general William Tecumseh Sherman, whose march to the sea across Georgia helped to end the Civil War and the slavery which caused it.
The Confederate flag is not a symbol of misunderstandings about cowboy hats and gold chains. The Stars and Bars is the battle flag of a class of slaveowners who went to war in an attempt to expand slavery throughout the Western hemisphere. In Marbury, Alabama, Confederate flags fly each day at Confederate Memorial Park, which has an annual budget of $542,000, paid for entirely by taxpayers, both black and white. The more than one hundred thousand Southern whites and the hundreds of thousands of slaves who fought for the Union are not honored there or anywhere else.
“The slavery of the new Cotton Kingdom in the nineteenth century must either die or conquer a nation—it could not hesitate or pause.”—W.E.B. DuBois
Brad Paisley positions himself as a symbol of a monolithic white South. There is no such thing. A closer look at history shows there have always been two white Souths. Before the civil war, slaveowners forcefully ended poor whites’ traditional practice of using land in common for raising food and livestock. During the Civil War, there were massive desertions of whites from the Confederate army while the soldiers’ wives led bread riots across the South. After the Civil War, there were six million white sharecroppers as compared to five million black sharecroppers. Today, Southern-based oil barons control much of the world while in Mississippi there is a foreclosure every 22 minutes and the majority of these soon-to-be-homeless are white. The Confederate flag represents only one half of these unequal equations—the Southern one per cent.
One reason for confusion about this is that for so long the South seemed to be a society defined entirely by race. Blacks and whites were kept separate--at first by law, then by custom and coercion. But that reality is changing.
In 1963, the state of Virginia prosecuted an interracial couple for getting married. Eight years later, Duane Allman and Gregg Allman of the Allman Brothers Band spent two days in an Alabama jail for the “crime” of attempting to have breakfast with a black man (their drummer). A generation after that, I found myself speaking to the Aliceville, Alabama High School football team. The school had been recently integrated because some white parents could no longer afford to send their children to segregated private academies. When I finished, some of the white players came up to me and thanked me for recognizing that not all Southern whites are racist.
On Super Tuesday in 1988, Presidential candidate Jesse Jackson got a shockingly big chunk of the white vote: 15 per cent in Georgia, 16 per cent in Mississippi, 20 per cent in Louisiana, and 25 per cent in South Carolina. Jackson did so well because he was a constant presence on picket lines, at homeless shelters, and at rallies of bankrupt farmers.
Between 1980 and 2010, the number of new marriages between blacks and whites in the South grew rapidly until it almost doubled the national average. Virginia—a state which once prosecuted an interracial married couple all the way to the Supreme Court—led the pack. One reason for the rapid increase in interracial marriages is what’s happening in the high schools.
In 1994 in Wedowee, Alabama, principal Hulond Humphries tried to prevent interracial dating at the prom for Randolph High School, which was 62% white. Humphries told junior class president ReVonda Bowen, who had a white father and a black mother, that her parents had “made a mistake” in conceiving her. This led to demonstrations and the establishment of freedom schools in African-American churches. The integrated prom did take place. Mayor Terry Graham said: “Black and white kids ride to the Dairy Queen together, they go to ball games and most people don’t think anything of it.”
In Charleston, Mississippi, the first integrated prom ever took place in 2008. In direct competition with a separate white prom, it won hands down. In 2013, the same thing happened at Wilcox County High School in southern Georgia, where the county school system is so poor that students attend classes just four days a week. Mixed dating is common there and three times as many kids went to the first integrated prom as to the white one.
This push for social integration didn’t take place in Southern hipster enclaves like Austin, Oxford, or Athens. It happened in desperately poor small towns, the kind of places that are often casually dismissed as “redneck.”
In 2009, I was at a planning meeting for a march that would go from the Mississippi Delta to Detroit for the 2010 U.S. Social Forum. The meeting was held in Glendora, Mississippi, a small impoverished town not far from legendary Highway 61. On the same day we were taken to see the spot in the river where the body of lynching victim Emmett Till was found in 1954, we watched two prisoners from the nearby private prison pick up the garbage in Glendora. They wore striped uniforms. They were white and their supervisor was black. When you turn off Highway 61 on the way to Glendora, you soon run into a magnificent new mansion right by the road, just a stone’s throw from the Hopson plantation. Its owners are black. In nearby Clarksdale, some black families now have the money to send their kids to private academies.
Poverty (and wealth) continue to spread across racial lines, yet despite recent changes, the South is hardly post-racial. For instance, black median income in Mississippi is only 51% of white median income. A white friend of mine who lives in the South and is married to a black woman tells me that not only are they harassed but that in his small town young men driving pickup trucks and waving Confederate flags often chase blacks at night. As Dave Heaton wrote, “The legacy of slavery is still around us.”
It wasn’t long ago that “Southern” was assumed simply to mean “white.” Today, according to The New Mind of the South author Tracy Thompson, black people who live in the South are more likely than their white neighbors to identify themselves as Southerners. Meanwhile, there are millions of Mexican immigrants living all across the South. Houston, Dallas, Nashville, Charlotte, Atlanta, Raleigh, and Orlando have some of the nation’s fastest-growing foreign populations. There is more internal migration in the United States to the South than to any other region.
The pace of change below the Mason-Dixon line is likely to increase. White Southerners under 30 voted for Obama in 2012 at roughly the same rate (40 per cent) as white Americans generally (43%). The fact that Obama is no improvement on his predecessor doesn’t diminish the fact that an important social barrier is being breached. There is a growing generation gap in the South and all the former Confederate states except Mississippi and Louisiana gained between 5 and 10 per cent in under age ten population in the last decade (Texas was at 17 per cent). During the same period of time, under age ten populations declined in Illinois, Michigan, New York, and California.
The multi-racial, multi-lingual South will have a major impact on the 21st century. “Accidental Racist,” despite its flaws, is one reflection of that. It’s one of many rap/country collaborations (Taylor Swift/T-Pain, Tim McGraw/Nelly, Snoop Dogg/Willie Nelson) that reflect the blurring of racial lines. Nashville insiders tell me that not only is the motive behind these records mostly to create new marketing tools, but that they are being promoted only to country audiences. But that’s just typical music industry cynicism and ignorance. If combining rap and country reaches a larger audience, that indicates that the country audience is becoming more open-minded. Can country music serve to counter the media image of the black thug? Can hip-hop be a vehicle for overcoming redneck stereotypes? We may be about to find out.
But the potential implications of the rap/country fusion go far beyond the “forgive and forget” mantra of “Accidental Racist.” There are indications that a significant section of the South is straining to find a way to move forward politically.
For example, a study by the Institute for Southern Studies revealed the South to be the most anti-war region of the country. Blacks and whites in Tennessee sat in at the Democratic governor’s office for over three months to try to prevent the end of their health care coverage. In 2004, Alabama voters opted to keep the section of their state constitution which said that there is no right to public education. But in 2012, that relic of segregation was voted out by 61% of voters. They were influenced by the fact that during the previous five years funding for public education in Alabama had been cut by more than $1 billion.
Even the Mississippi elections of the early 21st century, which seemed to verify the strength of the old segregated South, revealed that something new was struggling to be born.
“Consider the case of Senate District 4, which occupies the far northeastern corner of the state” write Jere Nash and Andy Taggart in Mississippi Politics: The Struggle for Power 1976-2006. “Less than 10 per cent of its voters are African American and, since 1992 Travis Little has served as its senator. If there is a family that is synonymous with the local politics of a county, it is the Little family in Alcorn County. In 2003, Little switched parties and ran for reelection as a Republican. His lone Democratic opponent was Eric Powell, a native of Alcorn County who worked at the local paper mill in Tishomingo County. What makes this story noteworthy is that Powell is black. The new flag received 2,161 votes in this district compared to 12,865 for the 1894 flag. In the 2003 general election, however, Powell came close to winning, receiving 7,819 votes to Little’s 8,449 votes. The contrast was even more telling in Powell’s home county of Tishomingo, where the 1894 flag won 2,262 to 163 in those areas allocated to his senate district. Powell defeated Little in those same precincts 1,664 to 1,271.”
A black worker nearly defeats a scion of the Mississippi ruling class in a district that’s over 90 per cent white. Not only that, five years later Eric Powell was elected State Senator from District 4. One of his first acts in office was to successfully sponsor a bill which raised unemployment benefits.
All in all, it sounds like a different song of the South is being written. We should be ready to hear it.
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Lee Ballinger co-edits Rock & Rap Confidential. Free email subscriptions are available by writing [email protected]. Ballinger’s next book, Love and War: My First Thirty Years of Writing, will be published in the fall.
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This is Marc Quinn’s most famous piece of work, Self, made using 4.5 litres of his own blood, which was slowly extracted from his body over a period of five months and frozen in a cast of his face. Quinn has been making these roughly every five years since 1991, and each one must be maintained carefully in fridges. The fragility of the media means exhibiting is difficult - the head has to be placed into a glass case which is chilled from underneath. It reminds the audience of the fragility of existence and the precise conditions necessary for the flourishing of life.
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We are marching from Philadelphia to the Department of Commerce in Washington DC from the 18th of...
At 3pm today Guillermo Santos will deliver letters from all the students at Moffet School to the White House. We are demanding that education be seen as a human right in this country and an end to privatization of our public school systems. We stand in solidarity with Chicago and other school districts across the country fighting this corporate takeover.
Unemployed Workers Walk from Philadelphia to Washington, D.C. to Tell U.S. Chamber of Commerce to Stop Blocking Green Jobs
OPERATION GREEN JOBS PRESS RELEASE
Unemployed workers Walk from Philadelphia to Washington, D.C. to Tell U.S. Chamber of Commerce to Stop Blocking Green Jobs Groups Say U.S. Chamber is Fighting for Policies That Protect Corporate Interests Over Real People
A group of unemployed workers is walking more than 140 miles from Philadelphia to Washington, D.C. in order to demand that the U.S. Chamber of Commerce stop blocking efforts to create green jobs. The action, called “Operation Green Jobs,” is supported by The Poor People’s Economic Human Rights Campaign, Shut the Chamber, Public Citizen’s U.S. Chamber Watch program and Move to Amend.
Despite claims that its primary purpose is to create jobs, the U.S. Chamber has spent millions attacking the overwhelming scientific consensus that climate change is a reality, including by suing the EPA and by calling for climate science itself to be put on trial.
“Congress focuses on dirty fossil fuels over clean energy alternatives because the U.S. Chamber gets millions from oil companies to lobby Congress,” said Carl Gibson, lead organizer of the Shut The Chamber campaign. “Like Congress, the U.S. Chamber likes to say they speak for us, but their real interest is in serving the multinational corporations who fund their activities.”
The groups said that in addition to blocking the growth of green jobs, the U.S. Chamber is fighting to enact a dangerous corporate-sponsored agenda of upward wealth redistribution through tax cuts for the rich and cuts to programs that serve the poor.
“There are 40 schools closing in Philadelphia, and kids’ futures and communities are being destroyed by austerity,” Cheri Honkala, national organizer for the Poor People’s Economic Human Rights Campaign. “My 10 year-old son Guillermo is marching with us all the way to DC and carrying signatures from his classmates all demanding an end to the cuts.”
Marchers are also directing their anger at the organization for its lobbying efforts to block job creation in the green energy industry. Many of the businesses stymied by the U.S. Chamber’s efforts are small businesses.
“The U.S. Chamber of Commerce spent more than $136 million in 2012 to lobby on behalf of giant corporations,” said Jake Parent, coordinator of Public Citizen’s U.S. Chamber Watch project. “It’s time for Congress to stop listening to the corporate voice and instead turn their ears to what Americans really want—a thriving clean energy economy, and the green jobs that come with it.”
The walkers are covering roughly 20 miles a day between May 18th and May 24th. You can find route information at bit.ly/greenjobsroute and a daily blog on the group’s progress at http://shut-the-chamber.tumblr.com and http://ppehrc.tumblr.com.
There will be a rally at the headquarters of the U.S. Chamber of Commerce on Friday, May 24 at 10 am. Unemployed workers will share their stories and others will offer contrasting solutions to help create more jobs and a stronger economy.
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Carl, Luciano, and Cheri breakin’ the law
We are marching from Philadelphia to the Department of Commerce in Washington DC from the 18th of May to the 24th to Demand Green Jobs Now and to Save Our Education! We need Jobs now in order to provide for our families and save our planet!
Please donate at https://afgj.org/afgj-donations
Support PPEHRC's March to DC! May 18 - May 24, 2013
Dear Friends,
I am sure you saw how swiftly Congress moved last week to halt the furloughs of Air Traffic Controllers so that plane passengers would no longer be inconvenienced by flight delays. At the same time there was no uproar by Congress to halt the sequester cuts harming poor people in the United States.
Congress does not seem care of such existing sequester cuts as
● 100,000 homeless people losing their shelter,
● 70,000 fewer children not receiving Head Start services,
● 125,000 fewer low-income people not receiving housing voucher assistance,
● 600,000 women and children cut from the Special Supplemental Nutrition Program for Women,
Infants, and Children (WIC) providing critical nutrition assistance,
● 19 million meals reduced from the Meals on Wheels Program serving needy seniors,
● $120 million cut from job training programs,
● $725 million cut from the Title I Program providing critical education funds to low- income
children.
In a country where our country had already been ignoring the needs of those who are poor, we cannot let this stand. It is critical that poor people stand up with the power and clout of the wealthy air travelers to say, No more cuts, end poverty now!
The need for uniting the poor across color lines and advancing economic human rights has never been more evident. Together we will take action, organizing to ceaselessly and effectively defend the basic human rights due every human being: the right to housing, health care, food, education, and living wage jobs.
Consequently, people from The Poor Peoples Economic Human Rights Campaign (PPEHRC) from across the country will be marching from Philadelphia to Washington beginning May 18 and arriving on May 24, 2013.
We will be marching to stop the cuts on the poor!
We will be marching for the creation of living wage jobs!
We will be marching for Green Jobs!
We will be marching to stop the assault on worker’s rights!
We are marching for no more unemployment, end homelessness quality health for all, stop closing our schools!
We need your support to make this happen! Please consider a donation to PPEHRC to help this march be a success.
Your donation will be used for food, transportation ( to get people to the march) child care and other critical needs for the march as well as assistance to carry this fight on after the march.
You can make a donation by going on-line to http://www.economichumanrights.org/donate.html and either donating securely by credit card or by sending a check made out to PPEHRC/AFGJ and sending it to 174 W. Diamond Philadelphia PA 19122 All sizes of gifts will help us to march with the powerful message of truth, hope and the demand for change.
We thank you for your support and for all you do to organize to end poverty.
Yours in struggle,
Cheri Honkala
National Organizer