Top, Kitty and Edith, RIP.
Disobedience School, May 26, 2012, Times Square
Erik R McGregor
👋😢 Edith 💔 #RebelFriends (OWS 2017)
I used to see Edith a lot during Occupy.
Each day for a bit.
Sometimes funny stories about police arrests for looking at them wrong.
“Furtive eye movement,” said Edith, Josh at the time.
Handing out food at Occupy Broadway,
It was freezing cold.
Edith needed some shelter.
But stayed outside for 24 hours, at least, to feed everyone.
We talked about that a lot.
Do you know how to get housing here, asked Edith.
At one point, I suggested going to Housing Works to get something more permanent.
The streets were full of risk, I said.
Edith was enduring.
No, no need I’m fine said Edith.
Not at risk.
That was the last time we talked.
The people in the movement dispersed.
Some kept organizing.
Many did not.
There were so few structures in place for everyone.
Our networks did not contain us.
Without each other, things became harder and harder.
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Edith went through a transition
Some were consumed.
Alienation grips at many of us.
Without each other, we’re lost.
We lost Venus last Spring
And Kitty in December.
And last night I read about Edith.
I didn’t sleep well last night.
This one hits hard.
This is really hard to share. My second comrade to take their life within the last two months.
Edith, you were such a shining, fierce bright light. I loved running in the streets with you and will miss you. You were so generous and always kind to me.
I wanted to add, that I was so proud of you when you announced your transition, you were so radiant and seemed free. I remember you would ask people to tell you you were beautiful on Facebook. Did we say it enough? You were beautiful. you are beautiful. Im sorry.
Everyone, i realize this pandemic is creating a mental health crisis too. Many people we love are suffering. Please, although you physically distance, please connect, reach out, send love. We have such a short time
Thank you Stacy Lanyon for capturing so many moments.
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My heart hurts. We lost another beautiful and brave soul this week. Hold your loved ones close. This pandemic is bringing darkness to an already dark world. I will forever miss your hugs and smile beautiful friend. (I also found out today that we lost Felix/ Venus a year ago)
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Incredibly heartbroken to hear of Edith's passing last week. My heart goes out to all people suffering from any illness, our time here is so short, though it might seem long. Edith, you will be missed my friend, who visited me at my home, who stayed with me and came right into my room to talk in the morning when I was not even out of bed yet. I am so, so, sad to hear of this loss. Feeling isolated and disconnected is a terrible horrible feeling. Now is the time to call all your friends who suffer from any kind of these triggering feelings, to let them know, "You are not alone." Rest easy, Edith.
This past week has been tough. All I feel like I’ve heard this week is notices of sickness & death. Trying to remain grateful. RIP Gil, Allen, Edith & all that are passing away to COVID-19.
I lost my son today. He took his life because of mental illness. He was a beautiful boy. I’m heartbroken. In the last few years he came out as transgender and preferred to be called Edith Louise but I never got to know her as a woman. To me, he will always be my Josh
I am sorry that I misgendered my child, Edith Louise, in my last post. Sometimes, I speak from the heart and not the brain. For all transgender people, accept my apologies. Respect. It was hard enough when Edith was alive. Now it's even harder
We just had our first zoom Shiva call in for my daughter Edith Louise who recently died. It was quite uplifting. I always felt funny making Shiva calls to other people especially if I didn’t know them very well. But seeing all those faces, even on a computer screen, what a beautiful thing. And the Edith stories, oh my God. Someone once told me that, when you lose a loved one, you will never ever miss a shiva call again for somebody else￼￼￼
I feel sad.
TW: suicide (not me)
I found out this morning that someone I dated a few years ago killed herself on Thursday. Her name is Edith Ehrenberg. I don't know any details (and didn't ask, because I don't want to know). I did know she was in and out of the psych hospital several times in the past few months, so it was not such a shock. Just sad.
Sympathy, hugs, pics of teddy bears and cats requested.
Another sweet friend lost to this fucking capitalist hellscape. I last ran into her unexpectedly in western Mass a little under 2 years ago at a contra dance weekend, it was such a lovely surprise. She wasn’t on Facebook so we hadn’t been in touch since then but this still hurts to hear she’s gone. Rest easy, Edith, I’m sorry this system failed you 😔 ❤️
My sister led me to Occupy Wall Street and not with any particular direction. She was interested in what was going on back in the very beginning of October. We came down to New York City for Rosh Hashanah, and she, my brother and I stole away from a family dinner and went down to Zuccotti. At the time, I was hitchhiking around the North East. I had a pretty free lifestyle, kind of a gap year. After seeing the general assembly, after really seeing the mic check and facilitation, I was taken by just how powerful the mic check was. I guess I wondered upon it, and then I stayed because of mic check.
These days, it’s pretty clear to point out that we’re not occupying Wall Street. We don’t have a permanent encampment out there. This atrium is on Wall Street, but it really lacks the symbolic potency that our Zuccotti Park encampment wielded. I feel occupying was important because it showed solidarity with the homeless and pride in homelessness and not having a space to yourself. I think that space, that is space itself, is the bundling of choices. When you’re in a space, you have a set of options based on the space you’re in. For instance, we are in the atrium right now, and if I’m to lie down on the floor right here, that option is bound with a guard coming over and pestering me until jailing me if I persist. I can’t put up signs in here or else certain things happen. I also can’t walk east right now because there is a wall in the way. In any space contains option directing factors. When we occupy a space, there is something distinctly good in unbundling those choices such as separating the option of being in Zuccotti Park from the option of sleep. Hell, if you’re in New York City, unless you’re in an apartment you are paying rent for, you don’t have the option to sleep. Choice is so heavily bundled right now that we lose freedom. You can’t say no to both going to jail and being woken up from your sleep. Most of us could not stay alive without working for a corporation. That is liberating space. That is inherently a protection of liberty. Liberating space as a defense of liberty is one drive to my activism.
Assembling is a critical source of power, which I employ as a major goal and strategy. People have all too little power. The power disequilibrium is far more offensive than the financial one. Having a space in which to come together, recognize the needs and abilities of each other, then addressing them, generates work and roles. Assembling in the way we did, I was able to find a niche for myself in comfort, working to redistribute clothes and blankets that people no longer needed to those who needed them. Were we not geographically unified, I could not have located those with the needs I could satisfy. We created work for each other, from food to information, the power to help one another. And then additionally our ability to coordinate, creating a proactive force to address and resist the greater world.
Occupy Wall Street is a way of networking power. Right now its effectiveness is questionable. We have poor communication in certain respects. Many relate to language. For instance, I transcendentally want individuals to have the ability to manifest their ideas. Though rather than speaking as a proponent of individuals goals, we ask if the person is helping the movement. What virtue is there in empowering that which is non human, or un living. We are a network of individuals who want things. This turn of phrase and the idea behind it impede our simple assistance of each other. On the larger scale, I would not enjoy a world run by the “occupy movement” but rather as humans are diverse, a world with a great many runnings, and no mandated and universal One. What of a world full of many different worlds in it with many different systems of food distribution and health care. What of diversity in the idea of nationality or enfranchisement or employment & education. What if family structures ranged from the style of spartans to Mormons to anything else. I see no reason to have One anything across the nation. Tell me any great system and I will offer solid reasons why it is not the best. Instead of choosing for the people, let there be greater diversity. A good way to reach better ones is to allow for people to select their preference. Let there be greater diversity. Let there be options. We are born into a space with pre-determined options. Even in america there is a stark lack, a lack of educations, of resource distribution, of values, of enfranchisements. There is a lack of choice.