Occupation of Wall Street

•October 4, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I went down to Liberty Square on the second night of the occupation of Wall Street and began talking to people, then found the Ridgewood angle (there’s an angle for every place). We published our story the following Friday. It’s here:

Wall Street ‘occupied’ to put focus on

struggles

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 2011    LAST UPDATED: FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 23, 2011, 1:27 AM
BY KELLY EBBELS
STAFF WRITER
THE RIDGEWOOD NEWS

Just a train ride away from Ridgewood, Wall Street has been inundated with thousands of demonstrators who are calling themselves “the 99 percent” – those who are struggling in the wake of the still-precipitous financial crisis and have organized to protest corporate greed.

Demonstrators occupy Wall Street to raise awareness of the destructive effects of the economic crisis.

Demonstrators occupy Wall Street to raise awareness of the destructive effects of the economic crisis.

One former Ridgewood resident is part of the “Occupy Wall Street” movement, which began with as many as 5,000 people occupying the financial district on Saturday, and with about 200 long-term protesters keeping hold of Liberty Park throughout the week. About 12 people had been arrested by Wednesday; one woman reported being hit in the face by a police officer.

Joe Fionda, who graduated from Ridgewood High School in 2001, said the occupation, which organizers hope will gather as many as 20,000 people for a permanent Tahrir-like long-term protest, aims to make the financial industry and politicians more aware of how destructive the economic crisis has been and what they can do to promote improvements in Americans’ lives.

“It’s about having a presence to show the bankers down there that, yeah, you don’t see the problems because they are far away from you, but we’re bringing people here so you can see people are upset,” Fionda said. “We’re bringing it right in front of your faces.”

A major demand from the group is to end “corporate personhood” and curtail the influence of money in politics, which Fionda argued corrupts democracy and prevents real reform. Other issues are also discussed by different protesters, such as fair interest rates on credit cards and access to jobs. There were also calls for thorough audits of the Federal Reserve and the reinstatement of the Glass-Steagall Act, which had instituted checks and separations on banks until it was repealed 1999 – a decision that has been cited as contributing to the severity of the financial crisis.

Many Ridgewood residents work in the financial district, and some said this week they were unimpressed with the demonstrations so far.

“They’re very unfocused. It was difficult to figure out, exactly, what they were protesting or what issues they had, other than a dislike of corporations in general, which is a bit like saying you don’t like people,” said Bill Grae, who works in the financial district and also freelances as a photographer for The Ridgewood News. “There are good people and there are bad people. There are good corporations and there are bad corporations. You can’t really generalize.”

Grae added, though, that “there’s certainly an entertainment factor” to the occupation, pointing out a small contingent of nudists protesting without shirts.

Another Ridgewood resident who works as an insurance broker near Liberty Park, who did not give his name, said he believed protesters were “speaking over each other” and were not yet effective.

“I’m from the 60s, when protests really meant something,” he said. “I don’t think that these guys are getting anywhere with their protest. They think that they’re Egypt, that they’re Libya. I don’t see it.”

Fionda planned to camp overnight at Liberty Square after the work week, and anticipated that numbers of protesters would again swell on the weekend. He said it was difficult to maintain high numbers of people when many have other responsibilities.

“Yes, there’s a hard-core group on the square, but other people have to do stuff, they have to live,” he said. “You can do both, both be an activist and live your life. I work my job and still manage to do this.”

At first, the protests seem mostly filled with young people dissatisfied with the debt they’ve gone into and the lack of jobs available – something Fionda explained was a source of great frustration.

“I was unemployed, and it was horrible. People shouldn’t have to go without a job,” he said. “They shouldn’t have to be begging on the street with a master’s degree. Student loans are just out of control, too.”

On Sunday night, signs listed the amount of debt people had gone into – in one case, loans of $165,000.

Many of the protesters hailed from New York, but one woman, Kat Sluka, had traveled from Muskegon, Mich., a working-class suburb where, she said, “capitalism deserted us” following the economic downturn.

Another, who said his name was Walter, was a construction worker at Ground Zero following the Sept. 11 attacks, and now suffers from an auto-immune lung disease due to the dust and fumes he inhaled. He cannot work, and, with inadequate unemployment insurance and 9/11 first responders’ funding coming in, he said he was at the end of his rope.

“I used to work for the system, but now I’m on the other side,” Walter said. “I’ve been denied food stamps and workers’ compensation. I live on a double-edged sword every day…. I’ve had enough of not being listened to.”

E-mail: ebbels@northjersey.com

SPJ award

•May 16, 2011 • 1 Comment

I found out this morning that I have received a prize in the Society for Professional Journalists’ New Jersey Excellence in Journalism Awards: third place in the weekly newspaper feature writing category for my article, “At every new stage, a common refrain: Time flies.” Nice way to start the week on an otherwise dreary day.

Hijos de puta

•April 26, 2011 • Leave a Comment

This will begin a series of snippets from the dozens of books piled up next to my bed which I am trying to read, seemingly all at once … an exercise in tasting, and perhaps eventually collage.

You hijos de puta! I’m pregnant! Do you understand! Pregnant! She spun to where the crone had held court, but she had inexplicably vanished.
This girl’s under arrest, one grunt said sullenly.
No she’s not. José tore Beli out of their arms.
You alone her! yelled Juan, a machete in each hand.
Listen, chino, you don’t know what you’re doing.
This chino knows exactly what he’s doing. José cocked the pistol, a noise most dreadful, like a rib breaking. His face was a dead rictus and in it shone everything he had lost. Run, Beli, he said.
And she ran, tears popping out of her eyes, but not before taking one last kick at the grunts.
Mis chinos, she told her daughter, saved my life.

— from The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, by Junot Diaz

Unititled (<3)

•April 22, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I wrote this on the first of the year 2011, worked on it for a few more days, and distributed it to friends and family. But it’s really for everybody. Enjoy and feel free to distribute.

I can assure you

•April 20, 2011 • Leave a Comment

From below the earth, the prize speaks:

It’s not there, it’s down here you idiot
don’t look up, but down
no, no, you’ve got it all wrong. what did you bring for this job?
a hacksaw? some binoculars? a feather pen?
this is ridiculous. you’ve got to dig!

well, where is this coming from.

it isn’t about setting jets up into the sky
it’s not about racing to the end of the ocean
it’s about taking a look below -

looks.

- then getting up under it, through it, through the stones and
wormshit and mud
and then, then, you’ve begun.
but only just, ha.

looks up, around. nobody hears.

that’s when you take out your pick
put on the big gloves, those ones that go up to your elbows
probably some rainpants too
there will be water, oh yes.

I suppose so.

So then, are you ready? It goes like what you’d expect: You Dig, and
then you dig more. and then
dig, and
dig.

dig,
dig, dig, sister.

wow, really. you gotta do better than that.

it goes on like this for a while. sweat brims, it gets dark.

feel like you’re sitting in your own shit?
by this point, you are, and that’s the effect. welcome to reality, you’re getting close.

This?

Yes, this.
Forget your father, forget your grandmother and cousins
they’re up there, you’re down here, and that’s how it will be.
but you’re going for the real gold, right.
right.

i’m down here, that i can assure you.

One more

•April 20, 2011 • Leave a Comment

My Tyler Clementi story has won Honorable Mention in the Garden State Journalists Association’s Memorial Journalism Awards in the General News category. Small weeklies are considered alongside Associated Press and other daily papers, so it’s great that so many of the weeklies out of our office — The Suburban News, Town News and Town Journal along with The Ridgewood News — were able to garner accolades. Huzzah.

wrapped up like an envelope

•April 14, 2011 • Leave a Comment
12:24 AM
me: hi
17 minutes
me: u not there
thats too bad
i miss you
want to press my love on with you … too long til i see you
i wish i could fill up that place
make little men out of toothpicks in the corners
get the mail
you have the best blankets you know
they make me feel warm and protected, like when i’m with those blankets i know they are With Me too
we become like stapled, pushed and folded woolskin envelopes
and there are nice windows for thinking there
they just look places
and you look out, and it’s like you’re just watching what the windows watch, looking at the windows look
like, oh, that’s what it’s like to be a window, alittle bit
12:50 AM
me: i bet those windows really look forward to seeing a patch of grass though
those ugly winter streets
anyway, the mail always comes after all
so the door is pleased about that
dependable postman guy feeling up the mailbox every day, what a fucking treat
i watched a film about bukowski
he has these eyes that make me think less about his meanness and his ulcers
and i appreciate the language he makes, to the marrow, as someone said
stuff your drunk old grandfather could really appreciate
they didnt like those fags in san francisco … in LA they didnt pull punches so much i guess
i duno what youre doing now… hm. well
things i wont say for now
but you know — blink — by blink i mean, love
mucho amor mucho mucho te amo, oh brother
me: 12:57 AM anyway i guess ill think about sending you more letters
seems to slow compared to the speed we talk with, and the speed you work at, like, what is a letter?
its gotta be more than a letter
but i want things too
this is sort of supposed to be reinforced mutual selfishness
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPQOocpX2UE
1:00 AM you gotta write google docs sandboxes
i want to share so much more
like, play some fucking ping pong
1:01 AM man busta rhymes singing
its painful almost but kinda adorable
i havent listened to your songs yet
but in the morning!
1:03 AM okay i’m goin bed now
gnight amore
dream something really beautiful
1:04 AM and peaceful
up to you
up to You
ha did you arrive.
1:05 AM ———- i came back briefly
me: hm.

Doing well at the hometown paper

•April 14, 2011 • Leave a Comment

While winning awards for bad news seems like four steps backward for a step ahead, I am pleased to share that two of my stories in The Ridgewood News, where I’ve been working since September, were runner-ups for the New Jersey Press Association’s Robert P. Kelly award for best first-year reporter: one about Ridgewood resident Tyler Clementi’s suicide, and the other about a massive police response for a tame crowd the night before Thanksgiving. In all our newspaper took home 13 awards, including the General Excellence award for papers with circulation below 6,500, so this week we’ve been feeling generally pretty good.

I’ve added some other things here that I’ve written for the Glen Rock Gazette and The Ridgewood News, and I’ll add more soon.

~ Cheers ~

Tunisia ~Egypt~ Jordan = Amazing

•February 1, 2011 • Leave a Comment

This is awesome.

Stand with Egypt

•January 31, 2011 • Leave a Comment

A very close friend is a student in Cairo. I’ve been in regular contact with him via his access to private internet, and he has been doing an incredible -indeed brave- job of recording, tesifying, and reporting via livefeeds, Facebook, and even a spot on CBS radio. He’s been holed up with friends, some journalists and the ‘twitterati,’ as he’s put it, so I am glad he is safe so far. More and more I am heartened that the army and police appear to be backing down; after all it is impossible to stop a march of millions, right? But much blood has already been lost, and I am worried about what could happen if things go awry.

In Egypt the demonstrations have been admirably restrained* – protests have included banding together in human chains around museums to keep out looters, solemn prayers in the middle of the streets, and blockades on neighborhood blocks to keep safe. But there has been much violence against demonstrators. Death count on Jan. 29 was something like 74; I heard from an Egyptian with family in Cairo that Sunday it had been about 140.

To stay tuned, Al Jazeera English is probably the best source. (The latest –5pm update – from my friend — “We believe the Presidential Guard – not the regular army – is in control of security at the Presidential Palace” … and “Army reportedly claiming it will not use force against demonstrators tomorrow” Confirmed at AlJazeera.)

As the situation is on a precipice today, keep a close ear to what is happening. Speak out, go to stand in support of the people of Egypt, call embassies and consulates. They cannot hear loudly enough that those who are fired at, and not those who hold the guns (and whatever remains of failed state-control), have the full weight of the world behind them.

*Very imortant to keep in mind, as well, is that there has been – and will likely be more – rhetoric of the ‘chaos’ in the Middle East, coming from politicians as well as others, sadly perpetuated by some mass media. (Another update 5pm: there are reports of ‘chaos’ at the Cairo airport, where thousands of foreigners are trying to flee en masse.) The article I linked to above is from Foreign Policy by Diane Singerman, a professor at American University, on why caution against government and media’s ‘narrative of chaos’ is warranted. Here are a few excerpts:

Although burning buildings and gunfire produce great images for the media, what is striking about the last few days is the fact that Egyptians have shown great discipline and courage as they express their demands for a real transition to democracy and only defend themselves from tear gas canisters fired into mosques, from water cannons and thugs beating peaceful demonstrators.

It is imperative that the new Egyptian leaders and the U.S. reject this narrative of chaos which will only serve to support the repressive Mubarak regime. We must expect the ambiguity of a political transition and not misread the normal unfolding of a transition process that needs patience and political space to deliberate and organize the next chapter of Egyptian history.

Struggles for citizenship, justice, and political rights, are far from over throughout the Middle East. These basic struggles continue as Egyptians, Tunisians, Yemenis, and Jordanians reject their paternalistic fathers who think that they should only be obedient children and leave the affairs of the country to the all-knowing ‘head’ of state or father figure and their sons.

It is my hope that the sons and daughters of the Middle East will think of their mothers, and the mothers think of each other, that they stop war before it starts, and take the time to build governments that can truly stand for Egypt and elsewhere. We can all do our parts to stand with them as well.

 
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