Guest Post: How I got to be here
I remember watching the Inconvenient Truth for the first time and becoming incredibly troubled. I thought to myself..... I want to be a mother one day. I want to enjoy sun sets and sunrises- see starry skies and breathe clean air in the later years of my life. I want my kids to be healthy and drink clean water. My fears for bringing life into this world prior to seeing this film were based more in the violence in urban streets of America- I had no real understanding of where we were and how far we had to go to get to a safe space again with the environment. I began to think about Katrina and the Tsunami and why there had been snow in the Bay Area....it sent me spinning.
I remember watching the Inconvenient Truth for the first time and becoming incredibly troubled.
I
thought to myself..... I want to be a mother one day. I want to enjoy
sun sets and sunrises- see starry skies and breathe clean air in the
later years of my life. I want my kids to be healthy and drink clean
water. My fears for bringing life into this world prior to seeing this
film were based more in the violence in urban streets of America- I
had no real understanding of where we were and how far we had to go to
get to a safe space again with the environment. I began to think about
Katrina and the Tsunami and why there had been snow in the Bay
Area....it sent me spinning. My heart began to hurt because what
became clear is not only do we need change our habits immediately as a
human race- worldwide but that it was our poor folks who lacked
education and access to this information that were going to get hit
first and the hardest. DAMN!!! Why are they first?
Because
our economy is based on oil. We use non renewable fuel sources to do
all things necessary to function at least in this country- to cook, to
warm your home, to transport persons and goods. When the cost of fuel
goes up- the cost of everything goes up. Food that is already hard to
find and more expensive in the hood becomes harder to find and even
more expensive. A situation like this leaves the people with questions
like: "do I pay for a McDonald's happy meal or drive to work?". Not
okay! There is no winning there. No one makes good decisions when the
healthiest thing they can eat is McDonalds; when due to budget cuts to
pay for a oil motivated war removes art and physical education from
school systems. We cannot expect logic from a generation that has not
had a balanced meal, exercise or creative means to express themselves.
And with such a piss poor education system our youth have no ideas
about how to end this cycle. So the dominoes fall and the end result
is violence, murder, drug addiction, abuse.... We see this everyday in
the streets of East/West Oakland, South Side of Chicago, the Bronx,
Flint Michigan..... This is not a pretty picture, and the prognosis
gets even more grim when you think about the millions of eco-refugees
we will be dealing with when mother nature really decides she is tired
of us. Katrina was nothing!!!
I brooded on this for months
then one day it hit a little too close to home. On March 8, 2008 my
mother began bleeding in her stool really heavily. She was diagnosed
with Diverticulitis, a weakening in the lining of ones large intestine
that when irritated bleeds and in this case excessively. If she were
not treated she would have lost a lot of blood and died. Thank God she
had medical insurance. If it would have happened to me this may have
had a very different out come considering that I don't.
We spent
three weeks in Intensive Care while doctors and specialists ran a
million tests trying to find out where the bleeding was coming from and
how to stop it. Ultimately they removed the majority of my mother's
large intestine. In researching what may have caused this illness I
discovered that Diverticulitis didn't exist at all before the
introduction of processed foods into the American diet. WOW!!! What
disturbed me even more than that was how many people I knew that had it.
So
again I begin thinking....if processed foods could literally kill you
and grocery stores, for so many, are hard to come by- then what?
Prayerfully during this ordeal the wonderful people at Green For All
sought me out and insisted that I come to an event in Memphis,
Tennessee called "The Dream Reborn"
on the 40th anniversary of Dr. Kings death. I had a gig in Hawaii the
days before and thought how wonderful- I get to decompress from the
family stress before I getting some knowledge on how to green my
community.....Well that never happened.
Due to gas prices
Aloha and ATA Airlines shut down in the same week leaving me and
thousands stranded on the island for weeks. Now don't get me wrong
after the initial sadness from not being able to hang with some new
friends in Memphis (a place I still have not visited) wore off I was
happy to be in a tropical paradise with beautiful people and a
beautiful ocean.
I began to pray- thankful for the break from
reality but overwhelmed by the fact that oil was having such a profound
effect on my life in that moment. I went to the grocery store to but
some food and in an effort to not make the same mistakes that my mother
had made with her diet I went to the produce section to buy some
veggies and fruit. I looked down at the label on the pineapple that I
wanted to buy and saw that I was from the Philippines. For those of
you who don't know #1 Pineapples grow freely in Hawaii so why were
these fruits imported? #2 The Hawaiian islands are 2500 miles from any
other land mass which means that these pineapples must have travel at
least that far to arrive at a place that already has them. This shed
some much needed light on the poverty in these islands.
After
staring at this pile of imported fruit in shock I began to think about
the American thought process and our belief that we are stuck in the
situations we are in. We are trying so hard to make enough money to be
able to survive that we are not thinking about what the best ways are
to really LIVE. We need a paradigm shift; a new way of being! The old
way has us believing that we are defenseless to the madness that is
fossil fuels. The old way makes us think that food comes from grocery
stores in boxes and bags. The old way leads to frustration, illness,
murder, poverty and forces us to operate in our day to day lives from a
space of lack. There is no power in that. So what do we do?
Van
Jones says that "there are no disposable people and this is not a
disposable planet." So lets let the MEEK- (not the WEAK) inherit the
earth....and in doing so lets not attempt to paint the white house
black. None of that pedagogy of the oppressed.... but something new-
an economy and lifestyle that lifts people out of poverty. Better yet
a thought process that eliminates the idea of poverty all together.
After meeting the lovely folks at GREEN FOR ALL I've decided to make
this a mission in life. And I will start with my people... HIP
HOP!!!! We are the coolest folks on the planet so until we say that
its COOL to go green it ain't going down.
Over the next 8 weeks
follow me as I journey with the Sustainable Living Roadshow on a tour
we call BE THE CHANGE. All of us come from different backgrounds and
will focus on different ways we are BEING THE CHANGE. Mine will be
people of color, the "poor" (cant wait to eliminate that word) and HIP
HOP!!! Please let me know what you think.......... and tell me how
you can BE THE CHANGE!!!!
2008 GO HARD OR GO HOME!!! Green Jobs Now!
Oakland-based hip hop artist Jennifer Johns is currently on the Sustainable Living Roadshow, a caravan or educators and entertainers who tour the country to empower communities and individuals to utilize sustainable strategies for a healthier planet. On September 27th she will be in Memphis, Tennessee for Green Jobs Now.




