Tired In DC

Welp, I made it to Washington DC after a long day of travel yesterday that included a 3 hour drive to POrtland, run to my connector flight in SLC, screaming kids in front of me both flights (same family- what are the odds), and multiple Gin & Tonics...



I'll be out here staying with my friend Chris Perry from Az- CP when you read this...stop...and go get a blog! Today I'll be meeting up with a friend who just got back from two years in the Peace Corps in Peru (we grew up together as next door neighbors in New York since we were born), trying to catch my Oregon Senators on the Hill to advocate overturning a bill on torture, and trying to catch some cool places along the way.

DC Playlist: Wale- 100 Miles & Running Mixtape, Coldplay- Viva La Vida, Santogold- Self titled, Lil Wayne- Tha Carter III, Estelle- Shine, and N.E.R.D.- Seeing Sounds

Man, it has been too long....I feel like there is so much to blog about. Last week I started my new job with Rise Up- I'll be coordinating and developing both our volunteer and financial resources stateside...so as to make us a more effective & sustainable organization as we seek to stop the exploitation of children.

My first day of work involved the President of the organization (Jesse) and I heading up to Portland for a vision retreat of sorts....capping the night with the Glow in the Dark Tour. If this tour has not hit your city yet...GO BUY TIX! It will change your life. All four performers (Kanye West, Rhianna, NERD, and Lupe Fiasco) killed it! Kanye's stage show was unlike any other I had seen...

I'll be in DC for a conference on grassroots organizing through Sojourners...starts Friday- should be fun..and I'll keep you all posted!

For the BEND & PHOENIX heads..

RISE UP is hosting a few great events...

For the BEND folk this week:



For the PHOENIX folk all Summer long:

Barack in Bend

Hey everyone,

I am back on the Barack bandwagon.

Believe it or not- he came to Bend over the weekend. The last time a presidential nominee came to Bend was Bobby Kennedy over 40 years ago. This was my second time seeing him, the first being in Phoenix at Veterans Memorial Coliseum.




Three things stood out:

1... it was crazy to be no more than 100 feet from Obama (we were in a local high school gymnasium).

2... he took questions from the audience at the end. Speaking to us like we were adults- giving us long, hard answers as opposed to short rallying, sound bytes to please the crowd. This approach was very different from when Bill Clinton spoke at the local high school a few weeks back (which I went to as well)- he was slick with his sound byte-esque answers, seemingly speaking to us like we were children in need of coddling.

3... It was very different from Phoenix in January. Although the speech was similar, the whole morning with Obama seemed tired- I think everyone in the room including Barack felt as though it was ridiculous that the primary was not over.

From Menos el Oso to Mexico City...

Last night was guys night- we drank left over beers & tequila from erin's surprise grad party in Erin's new Zen Garden (in our backyard..pics to come soon)...it was the perfect setting for conversation before we walked downtown to catch Portugal the Man and Minus the Bear. The evening reminded me of college...hanging with guys, drinking beer, going on a burrito run, and heading out to a concert...twas great!

On another college related note, I just found out that 77 year old Sue Johansen's late-night "talk sex" Oxygen network program has ended its run. I think the show used to come on at around 1am- my roommates and I would laugh hysterically every time...nothing like learning about sex from a grandma.

I am in the process right now of taking submissions for recommended Summer Reading. I have checked out the recommendations on Kelli's List, and am beginning to compile my own list. Please feel free to let me know what you think I should be reading...so far, I am planning on reading a few Vonnegut books (I need a late pass on this one), The End of Poverty by Jeffrey Sachs, and poetry from Rumi...now lend me your two cents.

And finally, a scholarship application came across my desk to go to Mexico City for the world AIDS conference. The scholarship is given by my church's denomination the ELCA (evangelical lutheran church in america). Here is the info:

If you are between the ages of 18 and 26 and interested in addressing the AIDS pandemic, then this is for you!

Attached is an application for a scholarship to attend the International AIDS Conference in Mexico from July 31 to August 9. The application is due May 23, so you'll need to act quickly if you'd like to apply. The program for this scholarship includes the pre-conference of the Ecumenical Advocacy Alliance and a meeting with LWF youth. This and much more is explained in the attached application. If you have additional questions, you can contact Emily Davila at Emily.Davila@elca.org or 212-808-5360.

I have the application and will e-mail it to you if you are interested. I am considering applying myself...

Mucho love to you all on this Wednesday.

Recipe for a Sunday Afternoon...

It has been a crazy stressful week-

Sunday afternoon was much needed...

1 Part Celebration: Erin found out that she has been hired to teach Language Arts at Mountain View High School next year

1 Part great weather enabling deck reading

1 Part Gin & Tonic, 2 Parts Fat Tire for me
1 Part Margarita for Erin

1 Part Jim Wallis' The Great Awakening, 1 Part Brian McLaren's Everything Must Change for me
1 Part Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse 5 for Erin

1 Part Minus the Bear's Menos El Oso, 1 Part Paul Simon's Graceland, 1 Part U2's War, and 1 Part Fugees' the Score

1 Pearl of Wisdom- changing the way the green conversation is framed... "environment crisis," becomes "overconsumption crisis." I think it makes it more personal.

Thanks again friends for the Obama & Wright conversation...it felt very constructive, and enhanced my perspective for sure.

Have a great Week.

In a World of Sound Bytes...

In a world of sound bytes and limited time, below is a much more condensed response to everything Wright & Obama. To see my full response, read my post below this one. Cheers.

Truth is always going to be divisive- so it is, upon hindsight, understood that Barack had to distance himself from Wright politically.

I think I reacted strongly in light of my frustration with the failing church of today...a church I saw embodied this last weekend in Seattle (for more see below). Amidst my frustrations, I heard Wright speaking (in my opinion) truth to the shortcomings of our American society.

In light of this, I was angered by Obama's choice of words in his renunciation speech- "I didn't know the man," etc....sounded, in a Biblical sense a lot like Peter after the politically divisive Jesus was arrested.

Now I am not comparing Rev. Wright to Jesus, but...his message comes from the same prophetic tradition. Speaking truth to the powers, institutions, and privileged.

I think in these "accept or reject" times, I have just personally realized that I cannot endorse or campaign for any candidate. Rather, I can attempt to speak truth through my actions and campaign for the issues I am passionate about regardless of who gets elected.

Redefining Campaign (the Hopefully Wright Response)

First off, I want to tell you all how grateful I am for your friendship. Amidst difficult economic & social times, amidst sadness & anger at the policies of today, and amidst my own personal struggle to be an agent of change- I find myself thankful for a group of "digital" & "real-life" friends that will allow me to vent when at a loss for words, surround me when I am depressed, and spur me on to keep moving. For this I owe you all. Bear with me, as I set up the context for which I heard Jeremiah Wright speak.

This last weekend I was up in Seattle scouting out a week long service learning experience for my high school students- this will be the third trip that I have taken these students on. These trips are about 75% learning & 25% service...together we have tackled immigrant rights & myth in Los Angeles, HIV/AIDS in San Francisco, and now (I am still piecing it all together) Native American history, sustainability, and the growing disparity between the rich and poor in Seattle. It is my hope that students will see that as a matter of faith, we must not just be socially aware- but socially active...working for justice & peace as we seek to tread lightly on the Earth.

This last weekend was filled with many highs & lows- great conversations over alcoholic beverages, yet depressing church visits (we visit various churches in the city to see what kind of justice work they are doing). Most of these churches we visited had neglected their surroundings (from the urban poor to the university student), and became insular- serving members from their heyday in the 50's (folk now over 75). It was depressing to see these once thriving ministries (set in ginormous cathedrals) become isolated from the world- dwindling off into the sunset, refusing to listen to the cries of their neighbors. This just bummed out.

Upon our drive home, we recalled Jeremiah Wright's preaching from our drive up (from the NAACP night), and were thankful for his pastoral vision in the South Side of Chicago. Thankful, that he would not let his community become isolated from their neighbors. Thankful, that he would use his voice (and risk "pastoral standing") to speak to the margins, to speak against the powers that be, and make deeply "political" statements. We were thankful because this is who we know Jesus to be. This was a piece of what Christians, Jews, and Muslims call the prophetic tradition- a tradition that calls for justice from the margins, that speaks truth (despite opposition from the privileged of society), a tradition that is ancient, sorely missed, and yet much needed in today's world.

We all have frustrations about the leadership of George W. Bush- at some level or another, I have heard you all countdown the days 'til he leaves office. But, I ask this...are we just as frustrated with the American "fantasy?" The fantasy that, as columnist Paul Street (to see full article check out the comments section- thx Jesse for the forward) pointed out using Obama's own words..."America is the last best hope for the world." Obama, like any other politician that wants to get elected has sipped the syrup that is the American Dream. Many of you have pointed out that i shouldn't have had as high of hopes for Obama- that at the end of the day he is a politician. Yes, this is true- but Obama (unlike other politicians up until this point) has transcended the "either/or," "accept/reject," dualistic boxes that fuel the world of sound byte driven media. His "Race in America" speech was, for me the shining highlight of his campaign- when the media gave him boxes...he rose up and moved beyond them.

Here comes my frustration today (which was a whole lot more pissed on Monday), Obama did not transcend any boxes in his "renunciation speech." Rather, I think he just flat out lied. Making comments like "this is not the man I knew 20 years ago," "his comments contradict everything I am about and who I am," and finally "The fact that Reverend Wright would think that somehow it was appropriate to command the stage for three or four consecutive days in the midst of this major debate is something that not only makes me angry, but also saddens me." The truth is that Reverend Wright preaches like this every Sunday (my colleague Dave has seen him preach twice- and was the case there too), Obama definitely knew the man. Obama should know that this is the pastoral call- to speak, as Martin Luther King said, "as one trying desperately to be the conscience of all the political parties, rather than being a political candidate." By the way, MLK was also called a "spectacle," especially after speaking out against the Vietnam war.

If Rev. Wright's words contradict everything Obama is about- then where does that leave me? Before you all start to worry, I am probably still going to vote for Obama (but will not campaign for him whatsoever). After a few days of thought, multiple conversations, and the sonic infusion of the Roots' latest album "Rising Down," I think that I am going to follow the words of Wright (I will still be a Pastor on November 5th and January 21st)...the words of Dr. King that encourage people of faith to speak to the conscience of politicians, and begin to campaign.

Campaign not for a candidate, but for the greatest issues of our time. Campaign for an end to human trafficking, campaign for racial & religious reconciliation, campaign for immigrant rights (the sojourner/stranger in our land), campaign for children being killed by bombs all over the world, campaign for the end of arms trade (America arms 93% of all conflicts worldwide), campaign for downward mobility and the closing of the historic gap between rich and poor, and campaign for environmental stability- all of which are a direct response to my faith. The faith of the Hebrew prophets, Jesus, St. Francis, Martin Luther King, and Jeremiah Wright.

Thanks again friends for listening- know that I kind of wrote this as a "pep talk" for myself. To remind myself not to place hope in politics, institutions, or the top-down mentality.

Mucho hope from the bottom up...and peace be with you

Ronnie

Barack is the New Brutus

Today I listened to Rev. Jeremiah Wright's address to the National Press in Washington DC in its entirety with my friend & colleague Dave (also a Reverend).

On Sunday, as I drove to Seattle (also with Dave) we listened to his speech to the NAACP in its entirety via CNN.

This morning, I listened to Barack Obama's response in its entirety.

My feelings have moved from depressed, to angry, to sad over the course of the last 12 hours. I want to make clear that as a vocational minister of a church, a student of theology, a Biblical studies major in college, and as an Obama supporter...that there was not one thing Rev. Jeremiah Wright said in either of those speeches that I disagreed with. Actually, his words represent the "different kind of Christianity" that I feel many of us "Christians" a part of this blogmmunity/vox de populi are a part of. On that note, I would be interested to hear your responses to Wright & Obama's words.

I cannot express how deeply disappointed I am in Barack Obama. I feel as though his denunciation of Wright is a political move- making him no different than any other candidate. Barack could have responded wonderfully as he did with his Race in America speech, instead he turned his back on the tradition that made him who he is.

Way to sellout Obama. I am now officially voting for the lesser of two bad choices. It remains to be seen which candidate I will vote for in the Oregon primary this month.

I would love to have some good dialogue about this- please comment, and look for many future posts about this. I understand that this is short, I hope to flesh out some more ideas once the conversation gets going. For now, I plan on walking around the block from my house where Obama just set up headquarters and expressing my disappointment.

Just got my Tix...

I couldn't resist. June 3rd Portland...here we come!

Food Justice ?!?

Hello blogmmunity!

I wanted to let you all know that over the last few months you have inspired me to take a deeper look into my relationship with food. For the first time I have extended my pursuit of justice to include environmental care, sustainable living, carbon reduction, slow food movement, farming, and other areas of "food-oriented justice."

In an attempt to hold myself accountable to this pursuit, I thought I would make some of my findings & struggles public via this blog. I know many of you have been involved in this pursuit for a long time...so I hope you can lend some advice & encouragement as I seek to move ideology to praxis.

Here are a few of my hopeful ventures:

Erin and I have bought into a cooperative organic farming community. For $100 (pays for water & seed), we will join 10 other people (mostly from the Sparrow Bakery, including our good friends Cole & Amy) twice a week to work on an organic farm. Weeding, planting, tilling soil, and harvesting will be new to this "city boy," but the end result will be local, organic, farm to plate produce for the entire summer. Other perks include: a new trade (farmers look out!), new friends, and local produce (not dripping with the petroleum it took to get it into the supermarket- thanks to my friend Ivy for the imagery). I went to the farm for my first experience Sunday, and a crazy experience it was...pics to come soon.

On another food justice note, I am going to read Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle. I attempted this once, but am going to try again. I know a few of you have read it already, but if anyone is up for a group read let me know!

God & Country

I wrote this in response to the conversation on Kelli's blog after this post.

As a part of the Vox de Populi e-mail conversation community, many of you have already read this- but..I though I would post it here as a chronicle for my personal records.

The blur between God & country started at an early age for me when I quit the boy scouts. I didn’t get that learning how to tie knots & start a campfire were somehow supposed to help me do my duty to God and my country. The conversation moved again in Middle School when there was national debate about some children in public school abstaining from the recitation of the pledge of allegiance. And finally, once again when I was a freshmen in college and the twin towers were attacked.

While fired up, and more so sad about September 11th- it was our response that made it hard for me to pledge allegiance (not to mention I was beginning my collegiate journey of questioning everything I had been taught) to a flag, country, or worse...policy. Through a lot of reading and conversation (with mostly right & few left wing roommates), I came to the conclusion that our national borders were artificial. Made by wars, annexation, the false hope of manifest destiny, and loads of oppression (small pox gifts to the indigenous, African slave trade, etc)...I could not worship both God & country.

It was here in my journey that the material became unimportant, and that actions (played as a result of values) were what counted. I knew Christians who displayed the cross reverently, but were assholes to homosexuals...Christ followers who would not let their Bible touch the ground, but believed that war was the only way to solve the Muslim problem...children of God who got dressed up in their Sunday’s finest weekly out of respect for God, but though that global warming was a farce.

This deeply reinforced my belief that the material (or reverence for the material) didn’t matter, but that our actions (as a result of our values) showed our true character/allegiance.

For me, the same can be said about my country. There are Americans who deeply believe that the flag should never touch the ground, yet slew racial slurs at our immigrant brothers and sisters from Mexico...Good citizens who loud and proud sing the national anthem at every sporting event, yet pass tax cuts for the wealthiest percentage of the so-called privileged...Patriots who pledge allegiance to the flag, but have zero problem with calling the killing of Iraqi citizens “collateral damage” when at war.

After September 11th, just about every country was ready to support America in its time of mourning. What an opportunity to really make some headway for democracy & freedom (our supposed American values) by feeding the hungry, redistributing wealth, and cooperatively dealing with global disease (all of which terrorism is intrinsically linked to)...instead, in the name of God & country we resorted to the myths of redemptive violence as a means to an end.

Now there is no end in sight, other countries once ready to lend a helping hand are no longer behind us, and global poverty & disease are at an all-time high.

I propose that the material values of the “flag” and “book” are in desperate need of redemption thru creative and imaginative action.

Action steeped in hope, not flag...real freedom, not country... Creativity, not violence in the name of God...and imagination, not artificial borders.

Peace be with us...

In Defense of Mr. West's Blog

Yes...I am a fan of Kanye West

Bought all three albums on day they came out: check
Seen him in concert: check
Really want to see his Glow in the Dark Tour w/ N.E.R.D. & Lupe Fiasco: check

And finally, added his blog to my blogroll links: check
He probably has the best "link-based" blog around...with new features on art, design, architecture, music (mostly indie), and such...updated a few times daily.

Check it out before you hate. The pics on this post were taken from two of his most recent posts.

If you are in Phoenix, See you all RISE UP style this weekend!

There's a First Time for Everything

Hey friends...

This last month has been filled with a bunch of "firsts" for me. I thought I would share a few of them with you...

First time steadily working out: Yes, I got a gym membership at the local parks & rec gym here in Bend. It has been a great opportunity to de-stress and listen to great new music. So far it has been a month and a half. My previous record was two weeks of working out...I think it will stick this time.

First time staying at the Ace Hotel in Portland: This is the coolest hotel ever! Erin and I came here to celebrate our 2nd Anniversary. Picture an old classic hotel (for all you Phx cats...similar to the Hotel San Carlos) given a completely modern look- filled with minimalist, eco-modern furniture; a record player/mp3 player in every room; bicycles for rent; and amazing unique artist murals in many rooms (in my fave artsy style). Plus...when we walked in to check-in, they were playing Pinback on a record player- another first.

First time doing this. Let's just say it was the most interesting, awkward, crazy experience of my life. Happy anniversary to us...should have went for the standard deep tissue massage.

First time I was spoken to as an adult by a politician: Barack Obama's speech on race in America was amazing. If you haven't watched it yet...go get a late pass here. Neil writes a great post about it here. PS...Add him to your blogrolls!

Hope this finds you all alive and well! I will be out in Phoenix next week starting Thursday morning...Erin will be joining me on Friday out there...and we will both be out to support the Grand Opening of the new Rise UP store at ground level of the Hotel San Carlos in Downtown Phoenix. Hope to see you all there! The events are open to everyone...so bring all you know!!! Info can be found here!

Confessions on the 5th Anniversary of the Iraqi War

Yesterday we read the following during our two worship services. It's a Litany of Confession- where the Pastor reads the light print, and the community responds with the dark. It was written by Shane Claiborne

It was incredibly powerful for me and my own personal spiritual journey. Once again, reminding me that I am a child of God...not a child of America.

Regardless of religion, I hope that this confession moves you spiritually.

Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world
Have mercy on us
Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world
Free us from the bondage of sin and death
Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world
Hear our prayer. Grant us peace.

For the victims of war
Have mercy
Women, men and children
have mercy
The maimed and the crippled
have mercy
the abandoned and the homeless
have mercy
the imprisoned and the tortured
have mercy
the widowed and the orphaned
have mercy
the bleeding and the dying
have mercy
the weary and the desperate
have mercy
the lost and forsaken
have mercy

O God- Have mercy on us sinners
Forgive us for we know not what we do
For our scorched and blackened earth
forgive us
for our caesars and our herods
forgive us
for the violence that is rooted in our hearts
forgive us
for the times we turn others into enemies
forgive us
deliver us, O God
Guide our feet into the way of peace
hear our prayer
Grant us peace

From the arrogance of power
deliver us
from the myth of redemptive violence
deliver us
from the tyranny of greed
deliver us
from the ugliness of racism
deliver us
from the cancer of hatred
deliver us
from the seduction of wealth
deliver us
from the addiction of control
deliver us
from the idolatry of nationalism
deliver us
from the paralysis of cynicism
deliver us
from the violence of apathy
deliver us
from the ghettos of poverty
deliver us
from the ghettos of wealth
deliver us
from a lack of imagination
deliver us
deliver us, O God
Guide our feet into the way of peace

We will not conform to the patterns of this world
Let us be transformed by the renewing of our minds
with the help of God's grace
let us resist evil wherever we find it
with the waging of unjust war
we will not comply
with the legalization of murder
we will not comply
with the slaughter of innocents
we will not comply
with laws that betray human life
we will not comply
with the destruction of community
we will not comply
with the pointing finger and malicious talk
we will not comply
with the idea that happiness must be purchased
we will not comply
with the ravaging of the earth
we will not comply
with principalities and powers that oppress
we will not comply
with the destruction of peoples
we will not comply
with the raping of women
we will not comply
with governments that kill
we will not comply
with the theology of empire
we will not comply
with the business of militarism
we will not comply
with the hoarding of riches
we will not comply
with the dissemination of fear
we will not comply

today we pledge our ultimate allegiance...to the kingdom of God
we pledge allegiance
to a peace that is not like Rome's
we pledge allegiance
to the gospel of enemy love
we pledge allegiance
to the kingdom of the poor and broken
we pledge allegiance
to a king that loves his enemies so much he died for them
we pledge allegiance
to the least of these, with whom Christ dwells
we pledge allegiance
to the transnational church that transcends the artificial borders of nations
we pledge allegiance
to the refugee of Nazareth
we pledge allegiance
to the homeless rabbi who had no place to lay his head
we pledge allegiance
to the cross rather than the sword
we pledge allegiance
to the banner of love above any flag
we pledge allegiance
to the one who rules with a towel rather than an iron fist
we pledge allegiance
to the one who rides a donkey rather than a war-horse
we pledge allegiance
to the revolution that sets both oppressed and the opressors free
we pledge allegiance
to the way that leads to life
we pledge allegiance
to the slaughtered lamb
we pledge allegiance
and together we proclaim his praises. from the margins of the empire to the centers of wealth and power
long live the slaughtered lamb
long live the slaughtered lamb
long live the slaughtered lamb

Old Man... i'm a lot like you...24 and there's so much more

Thanks to everyone who contributed to dilemma 08! I will keep you updated as we move closer to the date, and my decision.

This week I read two posts that made reference to growing old- both mentioned some of the lighter side of getting older. I think laughter, and sometimes poking fun at ourselves makes it easier to cope with the fact that growing old means having more responsibility. Ahhh..responsibility, quarterlife, and adulthood- gotta love it.

I thought this might be a cool opportunity to make each other laugh. List in the comments section some of the funny parts about growing old- Reid mentioned "drinking coffee at McDonalds for hours," and Quinn threw out watching Murder She Wrote & a new found affinity for talk radio.

What can you add to the list?

Oh, and check out my friend Caro's blog- it is one of my new fave reads. She lives and works in the political arena of New York City. Hear her thoughts on the recent Governor scandal, get tips on running, and learn about how being a bitch is the new black.