Wall Street is killing us! — at New York Stock Exchange.
Lisa Fithian arrested for using a bullhorn with XR! Speak truth to power Lisa! — at Wall Street Stock Exchange.
Extinction Rebellion NYC
I arrive at Battery Park around 930 AM
for the first day of the Global Rebellion, a week of festivities, trainings,
activities, Nonviolent Direct actions, an ecological funeral procession, and an
announcement of our DECLARATION OF REBELLION.
Dress creatively & appropriately, declared
a flyer someone handed me during the climate strike two weeks prior.
WHY
AND HOW?The
Decades of protests, petitions and donations to environmental groups have done
nothing to slow catastrophic change. Food and water shortages, resource wars,
economic breakdown, and millions of new climate refugees are on the horizon.
Human survival itself is at risk as temperatures continue to rise.
REBEL FEST
running all week, Washington Square Park will be a space for rebels and those
new to climate activism to gather in community, celebrate life, mourn, and take
part in regenerative, creative, and informative events. There will be music,
art-making, food, and activities for kids every day, as well as teach-ins,
workshops, and trainings. See the Rebel Fest schedule
for details.
Decades of protests, petitions and donations to environmental groups have done
nothing to slow catastrophic change. Food and water shortages, resource wars,
economic breakdown, and millions of new climate refugees are on the horizon.
Human survival itself is at risk as temperatures continue to rise.
REBEL FEST
running all week, Washington Square Park will be a space for rebels and those
new to climate activism to gather in community, celebrate life, mourn, and take
part in regenerative, creative, and informative events. There will be music,
art-making, food, and activities for kids every day, as well as teach-ins,
workshops, and trainings. See the Rebel Fest schedule
for details.
I arrive at Battery Park around 930 AM
for the first day of the Global Rebellion, a week of festivities, trainings,
activities, Nonviolent Direct actions, an ecological funeral procession, and an
announcement of our DECLARATION OF REBELLION.
Dress creatively & appropriately, declared
a flyer someone handed me during the climate strike two weeks prior.
The Global
Extinction Rebellion will use nonviolent direct actions and peaceful civil
disobedience to disrupt business-as-usual in order to compel governments to act now to save a livable climate.
In New York, most arrests for such actions lead to simple court-appearance
charges, and arrestees have been released from jail within four to 12 hours.
The more people who participate,
If you can’t or don’t choose to
Starting at 2pm on Monday and
Arriving at Battery Park, uncertainty grasped me.
I’d spent the
weekend thinking about activism.
“The
world is waking up and change is coming
whether you like it or not,” declared the sign in front of Judson Church, quoting Greta Thunberg.
Some days, I have
no idea what we are doing.
Doubt grasps
at me.
We envisioned
a sustainable
urbanism, using all the ingredients
we have:
We fought for
green spaces and bike lanes, opposing
fracking.
The climate
conversation has changed everything.
But in some
ways, not enough.
There are
still too many people in cars.
The idea that
we are going to change our means of production confronts a backlash every day,
a well-funded, well-connected opposition.
Still we have
to get rid of cars, as we did on 14th street this week.
Change cities.
Make them
livable.
Grow more
trees, to absorb carbon.
Ride more
bikes to get around.
Grow farms.
Plant zillions
of trees.
Raise
awareness, change, hearts, minds and policies.
Use as many
bodies as we can, nonviolently.
We’ve done it
before with civil rights, women’s rights, and HIV/AIDS.
In some ways,
this is a basic script.
I am not
about to sign off on our premature autopsies.
So I join the
Extinction Rebellion.
In Battery
Park, someone hands me a copy of the Extinction
Rebellion Rebel Agreement:
How refreshing, we are going to show
respect for each other, we joke.
And then I see some kids walk up
with a sign that reads:
“Our Future!”
§ Call: If We Don’t Get It
§ Response: rebel for life
§ They scream, entering the park.
And I stop being snarky.
We need pallbearers to carry the coffins, says Tom.
Happy to join.
We practice screaming and wailing.
And head out into the financial district with our New
Orleans style funeral procession.
Do we know where we are going, I ask the other pallbearers.
No.
Then we are in consensus.
The blind leading the naked.
At the Stock Exchange, we see bodies laid out in the
street.
Fake blood pouring from them,
The affect felt real.
The death toll for Hurricane Maria is 3000 people.
Blood pours down the cobblestones.
Plastic overtaking
oceans.
Every year is a new hottest year on record.
The Earth, the Earth, the Earth is on Fire!
We chant as the arrests began.
Police push us back.
Lisa Fithian is arrested for holding a bullhorn.
Howling and wailing, the crowd become more and more noisy as the police drag away our
friends.
More and more people
are joining us.
Its not like we don’t agree with you, notes one of the
cops.
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