After much trying I was able to snag my first appointment at the state-run center at SUNY Potsdam. That’s a 4.5 hour drive from my house, north of the Adirondacks, past Fort Drum and keep driving, damn near Canada.
I received my first Pfizer vaccine on a volleyball court.
Can’t do a selfie bc it’s a HIPAA protected site.
Arrived 40 minutes early like the Girl Scout that I am and got right in.
Spent my 15 min of post-vaccine observation in a folding chair on a highly polished floor recalling how much I feared/loathed volleyball in HS gym class.
...and now fear and trauma are lifting from me, right here in the center of a North Country volleyball court. Go Bears
Under my face shield/mask tears are flowing.
I thanked every soldier and every volunteer and every registrar and nurse and volunteer I encountered.
Jared, my vaccinator, said “oh we get a lot of people crying for joy in here.”
Friends, I just witnessed science, love, compassion, and damn good logistics inside the ugliest building on earth. The collective elation in here is PALPABLE and I’m here to say it’s a fucking miracle
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BREAKING: A two-year, four-part, body-burden investigation finds off-the-charts levels of toxic chemicals linked to #fracking in the urine of PA families living near fracking operations in sw PA.
Fellow professors: I’m remote teaching the climate crisis during a pandemic crisis. Instead of taking attendance the analogue way, or allowing Zoom to do it in the digital way, I’ve been starting each class w a mental health check-in.
This doubles as a roll call. Sometimes I go first and set the tone and sometimes I go last but either way students popcorn around and all say hello to each other and offer a few (non compulsory) words about their own mental and emotional state.
The results have been amazing.
First off, I feel like we’re collectively normalizing the idea that these are extraordinary, surreal times and no wonder we go through freak-outs and suffer bouts of anxiety and not being ok. It’s a relief to just say that out loud and then... offer each other empathy.
The Canadian oil company behind this is ReConAfrica. Its local advisor has been so hostile that his sneering denial that the Kanvango is ecologically sensitive made news—along w his claim that all any critics are acting in the interests of foreigners. we.com.na/news/kavango-n…
But there is something we can do. Supporters of the San people “custodians of this land for thousands of years who have never been consulted nor given the go ahead to any entities to prospect for oil or gas” have started a petition.
OTD in 1995 I’d just been dumped by a bad boyfriend w whom I’d made Thanksgiving plans. I was also weirdly anemic and going through a cancer scare.
Then, yay, a friend invited me to Vermont!
Her brother was chef!
BUT...
Two days before Thanksgiving I spiked a high fever and a hard hot lump appeared on the side of my face in front of my ear. I went to the ER and was diagnosed with...
...a infection in my salivary gland.
Essentially bacterial mumps.
Young arrogant doctor projected annoyance. I didn’t fit the profile.
“Typically we see this in nursing home patients who have become dehydrated from neglect.”
Re: “our movement” to confront “climate catastrophe.” Yes there is one. I am part of it. It is powerful, intersectional, justice-focused. It is not co-opted.
Michael Moore is not/has not been in that movement or anywhere near the “battlefield.”
New voices are welcome. Filmmakers especially. Critical voices are needed. But you can’t walk in,declaring yourself the speaker of the movement come to save it from corruption while getting the science wrong, misrepresenting the state of political play, and confusing the players.
Did you think you were breaking news by revealing the @SierraClub historical connection with the fracking industry? Those of us in “the movement” were openly fighting with the Club about this 8 yrs ago. orionmagazine.org/2012/03/breaki…
So I’ve been living a different experience this week from other parents hunkered down with their kids. I haven’t been able to talk about it until today. This is a story that features my daughter Faith, the nation state of Chile, and @Chase Bank. It goes out to @rebecca_altman.
Re: @Chase: I have one credit card—same one since 1989 and I pay off the full balance every month like a Girl Scout. It’s a Chase card, and I’ve been holding onto it until Earth Day when I would replace it and cut it up as part of #stopthemoneypipeline
Re: my daughter: Until yesterday Faith, 21, anthropology major at @smithcollege and fiercely independent, was abroad studying social justice movements in Chile. Like every other college kid she started hearing rumors last week that she would need to come home