We also had someone from a carbon trading company come along. This is something we've talked about a TON, both in terms of how messed up and segregated the white activist scene is, and also how most attempts to break this down can slip into "inclusion" and "diversity" and other problems mirrored in the dominant culture. We've been working at breaking outside of the alienated confines of young white environmental/activist spaces and this show was the best we've seen in terms of attracting a range of people. A number of local groups had come out and helped promote the event, and despite being booked in a college most of the room was community members.
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With full bellies and high spirits we rolled into what is perhaps our best shindig yet. In Blacksburg our friend Erin welcomed us with a veggie stew, homemade kimchi, and a full on salad. Saying goodbye after goodbye is hard, but there's always another brilliant person waiting at the next stop to say hello to. Nothing can get me more grounded than sticking my hands in the dirt! Before saying our goodbyes (it's always too short! onward to the next stop, always onward) we met the horses and planted potatoes and kale in Tree's garden. In the morning we hung out with her awesome son Jonah, reading story books, playing with animal friends, jumping on the trampoline, floating dandelions down the stream, and fishing for humans from the loft. We curled up around the wood stove, enjoying the light of oil lamps and lack of electricity, and chatted about Black Mesa and indigenous solidarity work, shared stories and drank tea. That night we stayed with our friend Tree who's living in a small cabin next to a stream on land that was an infamous commune starting in the 70s. In Floyd VA we were put up in a wonderfully small and warm 2nd floor cafe and bookstore called Black Water Books. It's a great thing to roll through small towns where people actually know their neighbours.
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