I have always wanted to hang a jury. I have been fortunate that all my court appearances (except the Acorn Arson) have been elective – I chose to get arrested. But I have never had a real chance to hang a jury, until today. I have been guilty of dozens of trespass charges against me and I have never argued that point. To hang a jury I need to get at least one positive answer to the question “Has the injustice I am fighting directly impacted at least one member of the jury intimately?” For nuclear power or a pending war the jury is usually quite removed from these issues.
Today I was on trial for our highly publicized arrests at the UVA fraternities last November protesting their support and participation in rape culture. Someone on this jury has been touched by this crime. Some sister or daughter or dear friend has been sexually assaulted and this juror has watched helplessly as their loved ones’ life unraveled.
I desperately wanted to remind this juror of their pain and their frustration with the broken legal system which oppressed their intimate and generally ignores this crime. I wanted to beg them, in the name of their friend, to see past the trivial trespass and instead see how this court, police and culture helps perpetuate this problem. I wanted to call for the system to be put on trial, not me.
Tragically, the odds would be heavily in my favor. Statistically, with twelve jurors, my chances that at least one of them would have gone through this ordeal are nearly 100%. Sexual assault is endemic in the US and the powers that be are mostly uninterested in addressing it in any meaningful way.
Sadly, I did not do it today. Fighting in the courts is a long and time consuming process. Judges are quite resistant to cases looking outside the specifics of the charges before them. And the court fees associated with a failed not guilty plea would exceed $1000 because the defendant must pay the jury stipend. This is a chunk of change on the commune stipend. Instead, like my co-defendants I plead guilty and was given 44 hours of community service. At the trial I read the following statement:
For our non-violent protest against rapes at UVA we were swiftly arrested. Yet repeated reports of sexual assaults on campus are ignored by the university and Charlottesville police department. I plan to do my community service for an organization which is working to address this injustice.
The first time i got arrested I made friends with an impressive man named Louis Corn. He was in his 70s and had been arrested many times for protest. When I asked him why, he said “Well, this body is not much good for hard work no more. But I can still throw it onto an unjust state.” I don’t do that much hard physical work, but I am looking forward to the day when I can take the chance my inspiring old friend did regularly and try to hang a jury and embolden others to fight for justice.
It is busy season.
Most of my days start the same way. Jah and i find each other somewhere between his blueberry pancakes (he often does a breakfast shift, despite the fact we have no agreement anyone will cook breakfast) and the smoke shack at Acorn. We go into the seed picking room and stare down a huge collection of orders. Then, we sort them, taking the smallest ones (typically 5 items or less) and put them in one pile the rest in another.
Now our dance begins. Jah and i spin around the seed picking room, grabbing orders and dodging each other. Jah is especially good with large orders, strong solid picking. The nature of small orders is that you are running around the room a bunch and (if you are like me) trying to fill several orders as once, so you can avoid doubling back.
Jah is the elephant knocking down huge trays of seeds. I am the bee, buzzing around him and flying around the room. We move with haste, people get bumped into occasionally and brushed up against all the time, it’s is just what is happening in the busy seed picking office early in the morning. We are regulars, but there are lots of people in the picking room these days. The late night crew picked orders at 2 AM this morning. Aster, Sunshine and Jah were part of that. Para and Lola were in this morning with us. Picking seeds for orders is the beginning of our order fulfillment process.
Anyone who has worked in the tofu hut (or has studied industrial engineering) knows that the first step of the assembly line is the heartbeat of the entire process. The full line can’t go any faster. And the speed of the first step often drives the speed of the entire line. We want to pick everything that comes in during the say the same day. This insures that the shippers (who make custom bundles for mailing of our picked orders) are always busy, if there is anything for them to process. Jah and i are determined to keep the picking room heartbeat thumping right along.
Sales are up. We are picking and packing much faster (in part because some packing is being done by the new seed packing robot, which some of us are referring to as HAL) than previous years. Almost all the varieties are in stock. Ken and Irena and Charlotte are making sure all varieties are packed and ready for us (which is why there are so few numbers on the daily Unpickable Seeds sheets depicted below). It feels like a well oiled machine.
And it feels like an anarchist Utopian dream. Almost all the workers are self assigning almost all the time. There are people, like Irena, Ira, Ken and myself who almost always have tasks which people can help with. Sometimes we are approached, other times we approach people. And especially during this season, when everyone is hustling, almost everyone says “yes” most of the time when asked if they can help. [Ken points out that accountability of task work also helps us maintain quality. At each step the worker records what they did so that workers further down the chain can gently inform folks earlier in the process about mistakes they made. ]
The structure is almost as flat as it can be. It is trust based, so there are no time clocks. It is trust based, so no one is telling you to work faster or longer. It is trust based, so you need to do your own quality control. It is trust based, so for most people the only person who really knows if you are doing your share is you. And it all mostly works.
People work because it is clear there is lots of work to do. People work because we make most of the money the community needs and uses in these few months. People work because the work is super pleasant and relaxed and better than any light physical work than anyone ever had before they got here, and there is this distant fear that if we don’t all do our parts here, some of us might end up back there in jobs which were considerably less wonderful. People work because they can stop when they like and switch jobs when they want to. People work because they want to show up in community as a contributor to this thing that they believe in.
Turns out the money thing is not all it is cracked up to be.
Not on our Fault Line: No New Nuclear Reactor at North Anna
TO: Thomas F. Farrell, II, CEO, Dominion Resources
Robert Blue, President, Dominion Virginia Power
Governor Terry McAuliffe
Members of the Virginia General Assembly
Nuclear Regulatory Commissioners
Virginia State Corporation Commissioners
Dear Thomas Farrell, CEO Dominion Resources, Robert Blue, CEO Dominion Virginia Power, Governor McAuliffe, Virginia General Assembly Members, Members of the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, and Members of the State Corporation Commission:
On behalf of our members and supporters, we are writing to express our opposition to a third nuclear reactor at the North Anna Power Station in Louisa County, Virginia. The $10 to $20 billion required to build North Anna 3 would result in major electricity cost increases for residential and business customers when our future electricity needs can be met more effectively through less costly investments in efficiency programs and renewable energy such as solar and wind. Investments in efficiency and renewable energy would create more Virginia jobs and result in a more diverse and resilient electricity generation mix and in lower utility bills than development of North Anna 3. Furthermore, the construction and operation of this new reactor on an active earthquake fault line would jeopardize the reliability of our electricity service, threaten water resources, endanger public health, and create security risks for the people living in Central Virginia and beyond.
North Anna 3 – Far Too Expensive
While Dominion has declined to provide a cost estimate for the North Anna 3 reactor, Detroit Edison which is proposing to build the same reactor design is estimating more than $10 billion to complete the project. The Nuclear Regulatory Commission only recently approved this reactor design (the GE-Hitachi ESBWR) which has never been built, so billion dollar cost overruns and multi-year construction delays, common in the nuclear reactor industry, are highly likely. These economic factors put both customers and shareholders at risk.
At a cost of $10 billion, development of North Anna 3 would be the equivalent of more than $2,900 per unit for each of the 3.4 million housing units in all of Virginia, not just Dominion’s service territory. Most of the jobs associated with development of the North Anna 3 Reactor would be temporary, only during the construction phase, and would be concentrated in just one region of the state. Equivalent, or significantly smaller investments in efficiency, solar and wind would save and/or generate more electricity with longer term jobs and greater economic benefits spread across the entire state.
Risks to Grid Security and Resiliency
The August 2011, 5.8 magnitude earthquake near the North Anna Power Station took the two existing reactors (1,800 MWs of capacity) offline for more than three months. Recent maintenance problems at the two reactors (damaged fuel rods, leaks) suggest that the two reactors are still experiencing problems related to the quake. A more serious earthquake, after construction of a third reaction, could take more than 3,300 MWs of power off the grid immediately and indefinitely impact the security and resiliency of our electricity supply. Alternatively, investment in efficiency and renewable energy provide for distributed generation, not vulnerable to any single natural event like an earthquake or severe storms. Distributed generation is also far less vulnerable to terrorist attacks or sabotage.
Environmental and Safety Concerns
Building a new reactor on a known active earthquake fault line is a foolhardy, risky decision not only from the standpoint of ensuring a reliable and resilient electricity supply, but from a safety perspective as well. The 2011 Fukushima accident may represent a worst case scenario, however, any significant reactor accident disrupts the regional economy and risks people’s health and safety for years, even decades. There are also serious questions regarding the ability of Lake Anna to provide an adequate water supply and cooling capacity for three reactors. The current dam containing Lake Anna needs modernization, and Lake Anna regularly exceeds acceptable temperature limits.
Nuclear waste disposal continues to be a serious problem for the nuclear industry and our nation. Currently, all high level nuclear waste is stored on site at both the North Anna and Surry Nuclear Power Stations. There are inherent risks associated with onsite waste storage as was demonstrated with the Fukushima accident. Additionally, the full cost of perpetual maintenance of high level nuclear waste is borne by taxpayers.
Not on our Fault Line: No New Nuclear Reactor at North Anna
We urge Dominion Virginia Power and the state of Virginia to pursue a clean energy plan which excludes the expansion of nuclear power at North Anna. The cost of a third reactor at North Anna will likely exceed $10 billion, money that can be invested more wisely in energy efficiency and renewable energy.
Not on Our Fault Line
350 Central Virginia
Alliance for Progressive Values
Charlottesville Center for Peace and Justice
Climate Action Alliance of the Valley
eNRG – Energizing Renewable Growth
Friends of the Earth USA
Friends of Nelson
Mothers United Against Uranium Mining
Nuclear Information and Resource Service (NIRS)
Peoples’ Alliance for Clean Energy (PACE)
The Rainbow Warriors
Sierra Club-Virginia Chapter
It was about midnight at the fabulous Validation Day party. Willow and the gaggle of friends who had come up for his 13th birthday were no doubt safe killing zombies or the digital equilvalent somewhere on our 450 acre campus. Sky and i caught each other between songs on the dance floor.
“Do you have Willow tonight?” i asked
“He does not need us, he is a teenager now.” Sky quipped
And while it was mostly a joke, there was some recgnition that even in the insular world of the income sharing intentional community, our son was becoming more independent, more self reliant and less in need of direct supervision or support from his flock of parents.
Sadly, we retreated from the lovely complex rules of Capture the Flag 2.0. It was deemed too hard to teach and we were in a hurry to get out into the cold and get playing.
Willow’s team won twice before the cold overwhelmed the group. [Pro tip – attrition. Wait for the other team to have too many members in jail and then overwhelm their strained defenses.] This game had lots of running through the woods which makes it easy to wipe out and out maneuver your pursuer. The kids seemless intergrated in the small handful of Acorners i brought over for the fun.
Willows friends almost all either live in the commune now or did at one point. One of his best friends is Adrian, who left the commune when Willow was 2. Adrian is now 17 (Willow is 13 if that was not clear). But like many kids who grow up at the commune, there is some special home like aspect that brings them back to visit and maintain friendships. A dozen years ago Adrian did child care for Willow. Now they team up to take on zombies or their digital equivalents via online chat.
The parents will stick around for a bit longer, in case he needs us for something.
By David Solnit
A few years back I did research on today’s namesake St. Valentine– an anti-war outlaw of sorts. Here’s what I found:
We may owe our observance of Valentine’s Day to the Roman celebration of Lupercalia, a festival of eroticism that honored Juno Februata, the goddess of “feverish” (febris) love. Annually, on the ides of February, love notes or “billets” would be drawn to partner men and women for feasting and frolicking.
In an effort to do away with the pagan festival, Pope Gelasius ordered a slight change in the lottery. Instead of the names of women, the box would contain the names of saints. Both men and women were allowed to draw from the box, and the game was to emulate the ways of the saint they drew during the rest of the year. Needless to say, many of the young Romans were not too pleased with the rule changes. Instead of the pagan god Lupercus, the Church looked for a suitable patron saint of love to take his place. They found an appropriate choice in Valentine, who, in AD 270 had been beheaded by Emperor Claudius.
Claudius had determined that married men made poor soldiers. So he banned marriage from his empire. But Valentine would secretly marry young couples that came to him. When Claudius found out about Valentine, he first tried to convert him to paganism. But Valentine reversed the strategy, trying instead to convert Claudius. He failed and was imprisoned.
During the days that Valentine was imprisoned, he fell in love with the blind daughter of his jailer. His love for her, and his great faith, managed to miraculously heal her from her blindness before his death. Before he was taken to be beheaded, he signed a farewell message to her, “From your Valentine.” The phrase has been used on his day ever since.
Since the beginning of the year, i have been blessed with help from MoonRaven. He has dared to venture into my convoluted tasks lists, disaster grammar blog posts and fantastically under organized NYC trips. And it has been fantastically useful that he has.
Some interesting things happened on the way to having a handler. The first thing which happened is a whole bunch of time sensitive, critical path tasks did not get forgotten and deadlines did not get missed – this was hugely useful. Moon Raven would gather various tasks, resolve some himself (like decoding my silly travel schedule by acquiring tickets, maps and time tables), sequencing and prioritizing others, nagging me strategically and sending me long structured emails about the various aspects of my life which were not quite out of control.
Sadly, it has not reduced the number of mistakes i make. i just get a lot more done, and the mistakes bite me less. Independently, Moon Raven produces a blog. Below is his interpretation of the history of the Point A project.
Point A Report
The plot began with a discussion about this between Paxus and GPaul, both of whom were living at Acorn. One thing that they realized is that, while rural communes were growing in Virginia and Missouri, more and more people are living in the cities. They decided that this was where they should put their community building efforts. Although there are two urban communities in the Federation of Egalitarian Communities (the Emma Goldman Finishing School in Seattle and the Midden in Columbus, Ohio) there isn’t any urban egalitarian communes on the east coast of the US and hasn’t been since the community that I helped build (Common Threads) folded in the year 2000. (For more about some of this, see my post on Issues in Community: Urban and/or Rural) They decided to try to grow communes in various east coast cities, starting with Washington, DC, and New York City.
They started off secretly with a few collaborators. Paxus, who a couple of years ago was working to create another rural commune in Virginia, decided to abandon it to work on urban communes. (I’ve written about Chubby Squirrels and the Louisa County and northeast Missouri communities several time in this blog–most notably in my post on Communities of Communities.) They began working on a mission statement which culminated in a proposal. Then the hard work began.
They connected with The Keep in Washington and began holding workshops in New York. What they found out was that DC wasn’t that difficult (although GPaul and folks from the Keep are still working on the final stages). On the other hand, NYC is proving to be quite difficult.
So why am I writing about all this and what am I doing back in Virginia (bouncing “back and forth between Twin Oaks and Acorn” as Paxus put it to me in an early email before I came here)? As I wrote in my post on Building Urban Communities, I’m down here ‘to be part of the Point A project’. I’ve already been part of one whirlwind tour that stop briefly at The Keep in DC, before going on to spending a few days at Ganas in NYC and then a few more days at the Baltimore Free Farm which, of course, is in Baltimore (Maryland). Even now I’m planning our next trip up to New York.And I’m on the waiting list to get into Ganas (and have been accepted for residency on May 1st!) –which will allow me to do Point A work on NYC, from NYC. Eventually, if we can succeed in starting a commune in New York, I hope we can work on creating a Point A urban commune in the Boston area–which is my home area. As I said to people when I left Boston, I was going to Virginia to get to New York so I could come back to Boston. It’s certainly the long way around, but given how long I’ve struggled in the Boston area to build something like the community that I loved disappeared in 2000, the long way may be the only way to go. It feels like with Point A, at least I’ve got support in building community.
Quote of the Day: ” …the rural commune is a model that is pretty thoroughly explored and proven. … We’re taking on a big project not only in training ourselves to cooperate well and in maintaining this protective bubble, but in transforming all of society to more cooperative, democratic, egalitarian forms.” – from the Point A website