Participating in Occupy Boston

So as I said I would do all week I went down to Occupy Boston today. My intent was to listen to a lecture, but that is not what happened. I met a friend down there and tried to listen, but since its been almost a month since I had been there I was so overwhelmed and interested in how much had changed that we decided to walk around instead. The baby was snug in her ergo and enjoying looking around, it was a beautiful sunny day, and while I still find the site inspiring, I was also a little unsettled. Not by anything I saw, I still find the occupation to be amazing, but by my role, or lack there of gave me pause. This was an issue the other two times I went. Both times I just walked around. The big question, the thing that I find upsetting is how do I participate? Is just going, adding my body to the camp for an hour in the middle of the day, is that enough? Because of the baby I can’t participate in the general assembly (7pm?!?! way to close to bedtime), I don’t feel safe bringing her to a large march where things could easily get out of hand. I am often left feeling like I’m missing out on the movement of my generation because of the baby. I find the space so inspiring, that folks who are living in the encampment as creating a version of what they want the world to look like, that decisions are made by consensus, that some conversations about privilege, power, and oppressions are happening, and happening with folks who perhaps have not yet considered them. I am also aware of all the challenges and problematic elements of the space, but none of them would cause me not to participate. I am struck by the irony of the fact that a movement like this, long term social change/social justice, is precisely for future generations, for my daughter, and yet, what role can I play with a 6 month old?

Then I remember that if the movement really is about long term social change, than being at the encampment, going to marches, while exciting, are not all that needs to occur. I remember that there are many ways I can make this change occur. One is how we decide to raise our daughter, not just making sure we are aware of not limiting her options, but also making sure that she truly understands the reality of the world around her, her role, and how to truly treat other human beings.

It means at Halloween, I don’t want her to walk around with a UNICEF collection box, thinking that is the way to solve problems. I want her to understand why there is poverty and how we benefit from the systems that create that poverty. I want us all, as a family, as a community, to think about change that doesn’t just involve feeding people, but involves changing the system so that people aren’t hungry in the first place. I know that all these lessons have to come at different times developmentally, but I think there is a way to have that broader understanding in mind, when doing the little things. I’m just not sure how to do that yet.

Thank god her biggest problem right now is getting everything in her mouth. We will deal with the bigger things when the time comes.

-Rachel

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6 comments on “Participating in Occupy Boston

  1. Char says:

    I’m so happy the baby is participating with you. I feel like this is a story we will continue to tell as she grows. Maybe she can still carry the UNICEF box as a part of the many ways she is guided to think about inequalities and oppressions in our world πŸ™‚

  2. kaitlin says:

    So excited about this blog! I love this post and I can’t wait to read more. I am going to share with some other moms if thats ok with you πŸ™‚

  3. Andy says:

    I think your participation (with baby) is inspiring! You’re wrestling with the deeper concerns of the occupiers (poverty is a symptom of much larger systemic problems) and I’m sure that your family will be enriched by the ongoing conversation! Keep on!

  4. hemasara says:

    I think queering motherhood is an every day kind of revolution

    I love that you’ve started this blog.

    You rock.

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