November 2020 Newsletter
What a visceral relief it is — a door is now open to the future we nee
What a visceral relief it is — a door is now open to the future we nee
Frankly, next month’s election is critical to our ability to protect the climate that sustains us hinges on the outcome of next month’s election. And since the incumbent has refused to commit to a peaceful transfer of power, the best way to prevent a stolen election is to make sure it is a landslide.
aybe you’ve heard? There’s an apocalyptic election in the works.
Meanwhile Black lives still matter, damn it, fossil fuel facilities are back on the march, and (blushing now) we’re doing some fundraising. But more on that later, let’s start with the apocalyptic:
Black Lives Matter. There is no climate justice without racial justice.
We are in the middle of the largest nationwide uprising since the 1960s. For the past week, there have been huge protests here in Seattle and around the world, and they show no sign of slowing down.
Keeping your distance out there in the sun? Glad to hear it! Here are some things to do in the shade:
Just because we didn’t have a general meeting this month doesn’t mean we’re on vacation!
Welcome to summer! No smoke in our skies yet, but 90 degrees on the 4th of July isn’t normal for Anchorage. Yet another reason to…
BUILD THE MOVEMENT FOR SEATTLE’S GREEN NEW DEAL
This is going to be a big month for Tacoma LNG, with comment trainings, teach-ins, and a public hearing that could kill the project. But before we get to all that, it’s our last chance to say:
VIGIL AT THE WATER’S EDGE
For the last ten days we’ve seen a heart-rending example of how personal ecological stress can be. Carrying her dead calf day after day, local orca Tahlequah forces us to reckon with her grief—not just the broad tragedy of climate change and its looming extinctions. It’s a grief we’ll see far too often—in humans and all others—unless the status quo changes quickly and significantly.
Big thanks to everyone who got pied up at Octopie on Saturday night! This month we’re upending our usual order of business and shouting out: