April 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment

Category: Activism

Perhaps the most underestimated tool in the activist’s collection of inspired interventions is the meal.

Two women lead a local coalition than meets in my home twice a month:  my wife, Marcia Bernsten, and Dickelle Fonda.  Representatives from 13 peace and justice organizations from the northern suburbs of Chicago meet, eat and discuss actions.  The food is often excellent.

Taking buses to Washington, D.C., or New York City for mass rallies, Republican National Convention protests or inaugurations, I break bread repeatedly with my deeply fatigued bus companions.  Busing through the night, eating at a fluorescent and neon, jammed, bad burger chain at 4:00 in the morning, you get to know people.

When involved in organizing a series of planning meetings to make an action happen, I bring food.  It makes the gathering more female.  The Left needs all the female it can get.

They used to call them vegetarians.  At least, when I was a vegetarian that’s what I called myself.  It seems like all the young activists are vegans.  That’s like a vegetarian with an attitude, as if vegetarians didn’t have enough attitude.  I’ve never met a vegan that didn’t eat French fries.  Some subsist on them.  I suspect that’s why you see relatively few middle aged vegans.

I’ve noticed a lot of ethnic food at activist parties.  What do right-wing activists eat?


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