On political,
social and environmental activism
Commentary
by DICK DORWORTH
What a
radical concept—to say "Thank you, good job," every once in a
while to those who make difficult decisions affecting our human
communities and the larger surrounding communities of flora and fauna.
A man I
know who lives in a small western America mountain town is frustrated with
the increasing sprawl, pollution and crowding of his environment. He and
his wife moved there just a couple of years ago to escape the horrors of
walled-in urban living and to experience a healthier, more natural, slower
paced life. But growth, which like cancer feeds on the healthy and
tangible and causes the demented to confuse it with progress, followed him
into the mountains. Like every urban refugee, he even brought a bit of it
with him. Still, he neither approves of nor sees the necessity for his
laid-back rural community and its surrounding and essential (and
essentially) untrammeled landscape becoming an upscale Mecca for stock
portfolio supported, SUV driving, cell-phone talking, real estate
developing sybarites in wonderland.
Many
reading this will understand his frustration, though fewer are willing to
follow him in taking the next logical step into
political/environmental/social activism. It requires commitment to be an
activist, and commitment entails risk and vulnerability, both of which are
uncomfortable and scary. People do not become activists for fun, fame,
fortune or because they have nothing better to do. They do it in response
to a perceived (and usually real) danger to the community of life on earth
that, for any number of reasons, is not being addressed by the systems in
place. (Indeed, so in place that some systems---EPA, FDA, DOE, FBI, BLM,
Idaho State Land Board and certain others, both national and local---seem
encased in concrete.) This man decided to begin his career in local
political/social/environmental activism in an unusual manner, one worth
passing on to all activists, prospective and practicing. In his words:
"I ask for two minutes to address the town council at a regular
meeting. But I won’t tell the town manager or staff what I’m going to
say. I go vague. So my turn comes and I tell them, ‘My wife and I moved
here a couple of years ago because you guys had the balls to implement a
building moratorium. I imagine sitting on a board like this is a pain
because you only hear from people when they are angry. I imagine that
nobody shows up for discussions and then when they want something they
pack the room and get all sweaty. When you guys try to do what’s right
for the town the developers hammer you. If you give an inch to them the
citizens hammer you. It must be a nightmare. I’m here tonight because I
know there have been many tough decisions made by all of you and you’ve
taken the heat. And to get to the point, I want to say thank you very much
from me and all of the people out there who don’t take the time to come
here.’ Then I got up and left. Well they were dumb struck. I heard about
it for a couple of days after. They were all pumped up. They’re just
people (employees of the citizens, right?) So you have to go around and
say, ‘Good job,’ at least once in a while."
What a
radical concept—to say "Thank you, good job," every once in a
while to those who make difficult decisions affecting our human
communities and the larger surrounding communities of flora and fauna. It
is a brilliant way to begin an activist career. Saying "thank
you" when a thank you is due shows respect and appreciation, and it
helps balance out those times when it is inappropriate to say "thank
you" for decisions made by city councils, county commissioners, state
boards and the like. Saying "thank you" for doing the right
thing also helps keep the focus on the issues and not on the personalities
involved. After all, in the world of the political/social/environmental
activist in America, there are fewer opportunities to say "thank
you" to those who at least in theory are employees of the citizens
than to express a variety of other possible feelings and thoughts.
When
developers (and the lawyers, engineers, architects, water and other kinds
of experts and consultants who work for them) appear before government
bodies on behalf of their particular project, they are professionals at
work. They are seeking economic advantage (and survival) in the
marketplace, and the cost of their services will be passed along to the
buyers of their specific development. There is nothing inherently wrong
with economic advantage or survival and much to recommend it, but the
living arteries of the open spaces and small towns of western America are
becoming clogged with the unhealthy fat of progress. The health of the
landscape and all its inhabitants is being compromised. As with the human
heart, when the arteries can’t work the system shuts down and the
environment dies. It becomes another urban nightmare of traffic and
pavement and the incessant noise and bustle that scares away the elk,
moose, cougars, bears, wolves and other indigenous if less progressive
members of the community.
A
professional’s "thank you" to city councils and the like may
or may not be sincere, but it is spoken from the heart of (and rooted in)
a bank account. The speaker for more development speaks for more
backyards, each tidily walled in, and for fewer bears to root around in
them.
An activist
saying "thank you" to a body of government employees of the
citizens speaks for himself as well as for creatures who have no voice, no
representation, no power to prevent the destruction of the environment on
which their lives depend. In that sense, he or she speaks from the
unclogged collective (and healthy) heart of ecological balance. The
activist speaks for the community’s collective backyard and for all the
bears rooting around in it.
We need
more of both—bears and activists in the backyard.
Thanks to
all who support them. Pass it on.