Information about the Occupy Wall Street movement

This is not a political blog. But this is a political post. Well, more of a social sciences post. Anyway...

http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2394043,00.asp

Occupy Wall Street is growing quickly. It has spread clear across the country. When I first heard about it, I was interested. Now I'm pretty excited. But to reach this point I have done a little research.


Two things interest me the most about this movement:


1. The speed at which this movement has grown and the size it has become. Sure, protests have reached epic proportions in other countries over the last 50 years... but not in the USA. It takes a lot for US Citizens to get all riled up. According to OccupyTogether.org, there is action in 357 cities now. The earliest date I have seen for movement action is Sept. 17th.

Occupy Everything: 'US protests have explosive potential'

You won't see this kind of coverage with US media outlets

2. The fact that this is a movement that is being shaped directly by those participating. Few mainstream media reports I have seen will mention the degree of organization that this movement is developing. Did you know about Occupy Wall Street's demands? Did you know you can vote for which demands you support? Following is a summary of some of the top demands... at this point... maybe you will go vote and shape the demands yourself...

• Pass the "RETURN TO PRUDENT BANKING ACT"

• "USE CONGRESSIONAL AUTHORITY AND OVERSIGHT TO ENSURE APPROPRIATE FEDERAL AGENCIES FULLY INVESTIGATE AND PROSECUTE THE WALL STREET CRIMINALS"

• "CONGRESS ENACT LEGISLATION TO PROTECT OUR DEMOCRACY BY REVERSING THE EFFECTS OF THE CITIZENS UNITED SUPREME COURT DECISION which essentially said corporations can spend as much as they want on elections."

• "CONGRESS PASS THE BUFFETT RULE ON FAIR TAXATION SO THE RICH AND CORPORATIONS PAY THEIR FAIR SHARE & CLOSE CORPORATE TAX LOOP HOLES AND ENACT A PROHIBITION ON HIDING FUNDS OFF SHORE."

• "CONGRESS COMPLETELY REVAMP THE SECURITIES AND EXCHANGE COMMISSION"

• "CONGRESS PASS SPECIFIC AND EFFECTIVE LAWS LIMITING THE INFLUENCE OF LOBBYISTS AND ELIMINATING THE PRACTICE OF LOBBYISTS WRITING LEGISLATION THAT ENDS UP ON THE FLOOR OF CONGRESS."

• "CONGRESS PASSING 'Revolving Door Legislation' LEGISLATION ELIMINATING THE ABILITY OF FORMER GOVERNMENT REGULATORS GOING TO WORK FOR CORPORATIONS THAT THEY ONCE REGULATED."

• "ELIMINATE 'PERSONHOOD' LEGAL STATUS FOR CORPORATIONS."

These are not the demands of a few anarchists. This is quickly becoming the pulse of the nation. These are some of the same messages that marginalized political candidates have been saying for decades... Dennis Kucinich, Ron Paul, Ralph Nader, to name a few recent presidential candidates.


"General Assemblies" are happening in cities all over the country where people are getting together and hashing out the goals and demands of the movement. Search Facebook or go to OccupyTogether.org for information about General Assemblies in your area.


Regarding Anonymous
There is an underground online community called Anonymous that has gotten involved in this movement. I wouldn't be surprised if Anonymous started the movement. Videos suggest that Anonymous represents all of the 99% (of the world's population who own just 1% of its wealth). 


Most people that have heard of Anonymous think it is just a bunch of mal-adjusted teenagers lurking in their parents' basements... hacking for fun... or maybe even because they truly embrace political or literal anarchy. And there may be some truth to that, but it is becoming apparent that Anonymous is much much more.  Check out these videos: 

Anonymous Occupy Wall Street Call to Action

And yes, they seem to have resources:

Anonymous Occupy The Planet

They were planning a hack on Wall Street on October 10th, but apparently the FBI infiltrated a chat room. Emergency messages were spread through the social media channels telling Anonymous "members" that the operation is canceled... But that Anonymous still has its sights set on Wall Street.

If anything, Anonymous has shown us (along with Egypt and others) that social media is now a powerful organizing and mobilizing force. And I truly believe that Anonymous is fundamentally unstoppable for two reasons:

1. Hackers are always ahead of those who intend to stop them... a hacker only has to find ONE way into a system... the defense must try to cover ALL possible entrances

2. Anonymous has been around for years so it is large, international, has diversity, and I assume has multiple online venues

Anonymous is not just about hacking... it's about freedom to be who you wan't to be I suppose... hence the name. One gripe I have is this: Be proud of who you are and stand up for what you believe, even if that means putting your name on it. And that's enough about Anonymous because I really don't know how I feel about it. I will say that from my perspective, it would be neat to see the NYSE get hacked, but that's because I agree with the Occupy Wall Street movement.

So anyway, I'll finish this now with a parting word or two (or 2500) from Michael Moore at the New York protests (you may need to turn down your speakers, but if you support this movement, it should get you a bit teary-eyed... the people are chanting for the people in the back because there isn't a mic):

Thanks for reading, and please comment!

References:

http://coupmedia.org/occupywallstreet/occupy-wall-street-official-demands-2009

http://coupmedia.org/occupy-vote.html

http://www.cnn.com/2011/10/05/opinion/rushkoff-occupy-wall-street/index.html?hpt=hp_t2

http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2394043,00.asp#fbid=JxwJq0aPI_2

http://www.occupytogether.org/ Clearing house for information on movements in your area

http://occupywallst.org/ News and Information

In lieu of my own eco-cultural adventures...

Due to a number of factors, my own travels have been quite limited over the past few years. However, I have a few friends that have been documenting their own eco-cultural adventures and I would like to offer links to their blogs. It's amazing all the adventure that is just waiting to be had out there!

In 2007, I went to San Rafael, CA to present my undergraduate research on the implications of tourism development on Honduran communities. At this conference I met an inspiring UCLA student named Japhy Dhungana who's research was about Sherpa culture. He is Nepalese, and after his graduation, he decided to ride his bicycle from LA to Tierra Del Fuego - the southern tip of South America. He chronicled his adventures here: http://jeffdhungana.blogspot.com/

Photo lovingly snatched from Japhy's website...

During my time in Honduras, I traveled with a lovely and ultra-cool woman named Libby Rice. Libby was always ready to fearlessly immerse herself in the situation! She has an insatiable curiosity and so decided to travel around Central and South America for as long as she could. Her adventures are chronicled in her blog: http://travelswithlibby.blogspot.com/

Libby with two sweeties in Tornabe, on the Caribbean coast of Honduras

I met a whole bunch of really great people in the Green MBA at Dominican University of California. Breen and Devon are a couple of super chill folks who are always welcoming and supportive of their friends. After graduation from the Green MBA, they decided to take a trip around Southeast Asia with an eye toward sustainable development. Their adventures are chronicled here: http://breen-devon-asiatrip.blogspot.com/

Ryan Milani and Jonah Nisenson are also good friends I met in the Green MBA. Both of them decided to head south and record their observations, insights, and adventures in blog form. They traveled together for a spell as well as separately and its interesting to see their different perspectives on their shared experiences. Whenever possible, Jonah and Ryan would barter their business and technology expertise in exchange for food and shelter. 

Ryan is now returning to the states while Jonah remains in Central America. Ryan's blog can be found here: http://rmilani3000.tumblr.com/

Jonah and I share a similar disposition and often found ourselves working closely together. As it turns out, he is obtaining his advanced diving certifications at one of my favorite places in Honduras, Utila. His blog can be found here: http://magicaltriphome.tumblr.com/

The folks I have talked about here are amazing people and are incredibly inspiring to me! Well, that should be enough reading material... for a little while at least. I think these blogs, and the adventures inside them, are a testament to the fact that the world is huge and there is so much to see and do... let us not sit still. 

North Bay photos, continued...

Here are some more pictures of Marin County. I took these before I had my favorite compact camera (Panasonic Lumix DMC-TZ5), so the resolution and light are not as good...

 On Big Rock Mountain, looking over Lucas Valley

My trusty sidekick, Jodi

Jodi and I went on plenty of adventures. The following shots are in the Golden Gate Recreation Area. I kept Jodi on a short leash here.

My good friend Paul took another friend, Pete, and I to a secret sea cave only accessible during an ultra low tide. It's called Elephant Rock - out towards the northern tip of Point Reyes National Seashore. This is Elk country!

 A trail down the cliffs fit for a mountain goat

 Why do they call it Elephant Rock?

Entrance to the cave

Unfortunately, my old 2MP camera went to digital heaven after this shot... it would only take black pictures with a few red pixels. Alas, at least it was a noble place to die. I do wish I could have photographed the abundant sea life that was clinging to the lower walls here! There were neon-green anemones, starfish, sea urchins, and sea cucumbers clinging to the lower walls of the cave, especially around the tidal pools... waiting for the waters to rise and submerge the floor of the cave for another month. At least this meant it was time to get the camera I had been longing for!

Briones Regional Park - Which isn't Marin, it's just east of Berkeley 

Well thanks for looking, take care!

Pictures of the North Bay

I was changing my desktop wallpaper today and thought it might be nice to share some of my photos from my 2.5 years in the North Bay area of the San Francisco Bay Area. It is such a beautiful place...

This was shot at Muir Overlook, looking roughly SSW.

Muir Overlook is a nice stop on the Pacific Coast Highway just north of Muir Beach. It has a walkway out to a huge rock outcrop where you can see probably hundreds of miles of shoreline as well as the coast of San Francisco. Very nice views and the wild sage and cedar make it smell wonderful.

My dear mother and I

Nearby are Muir Beach, Muir Woods, and the Pacific Coast Trail, which was probably my favorite Mtn. Biking trail because it is so beautiful and the ride back down is fast and fun! The following pictures show these places:

Muir Beach

Muir Woods 

I love this photo! Trillium, Clover, an Orchid, and moss.

Pacific Coast Trail - Marin Headlands

This photo was taken near the top of Mt. Tamalpais

I lived in San Rafael, Marin County, CA. The following photos were taken in and around San Rafael:

 From my backyard 

 Looking toward Richmond, CA from China Camp State Park

China Camp State Park is a great place to chill in San Rafael. Here are some photos taken at a China Camp picnic area that I frequented:

Finally, my full moon photo expedition to Mt. Vision; overlooking Drake's Bay and Tomales Bay near Inverness, Ca  - Point Reyes National Seashore:

Well, that's all for now... Hopefully I will be motivated to keep posting photos over the next few weeks!

Take Care...

Cayos Cochinos - Continued

This narrative picks up where I left off in the first post about the Cayos Cochinos; in a small boat on the way out to the islands...

The boat captain suddenly killed the engine and the bow of the boat dove as we abruptly came to a stop in the middle of the Caribbean. The captain was pulling in a fish on the line that had been draped across his knee and trailing in the boats wake. It was a beautiful Tuna about 14 inches long. I sat there feeling sorry for the fish as the motor roared back to life and sent the boat hopping over the swells. It flopped around less and less after each passing swell. But I knew this tuna would nourish a hungry family and come as a real treat compared to the flatter - less tasty fish that are usually caught near the shore. Alas, such is life, and this was certainly easier to watch than the iguana I saw mercilessly tormented and killed by a pack of wild kids a few weeks before (the iguana was also going to be eaten).

As the islands came into view, I felt myself getting really excited. I saw two large humps in the distance beckoning me like sirens. This is what its all about. Since I can remember I have been drawn to islands. There is something about being surrounded by water that both comforts and excites me. When I started to become disillusioned with geopolitics and mass consumption, I often dreamed of making a life for myself and a few select friends/family on a private island somewhere in the south pacific. I enjoyed reading tales like Huckleberry Finn, Lord of the Flies, and my favorite: Blueprint for Paradise: How to Live on a Tropic Island. Subsequently, I was moved by movies like The Beach, Mosquito Coast, Cast Away, and the Lost series. The list goes on with stories like Blue Lagoon, Treasure Island, Robinson Crusoe, and an all-time favorite, Joe Versus the Volcano. 

Anyway, the islands were getting closer and soon I saw a little dome of sand rising from the sea with a lone palm tree. We beached at this cay and spent some time snorkeling and poking around. It was a sweet little island, with volunteer coconut palms trying to gain their footing in the shifting sands, and a network of intricate coral reefs surrounding it and stretching across vast inter-island expanses. At the edge of the reef, the sea floor dropped out of sight into an abyss; hovering out there on the edge of the reef, you could feel the cold water rising up from the deep blue depths. The sea life was fantastic! Looking west, you could sense the remoteness of the archipelago as the towering mountains on the mainland now blended into the horizon.

Soon we departed for the Marine Park's Headquarters on the smaller of the archipelago's two main islands, Cayo Menor. Other than the headquarters and research station, this island is uninhabited and covered by a dense layer of tropical forest. This island is highly protected and one can't even step foot on the island without permission... except to pay the marine park entry fee. Still, our contact with the island was limited to the pier. After paying our fees, we circled the island in the boat and I could hardly contain my jubilation while passing secret coves, volcanic cliffs, and hidden beaches.

Our final destination in this boat was the tiny cay known as Chachahuate, home to about 15 families and 1 dog (known as Niñito). When we beached, we were greeted by about a dozen children all holding necklaces and bracelets made from fishing line and shells. We assured them that we would buy something but that we first would like to make sure we had a place to stay tonight. Apparently someone had radioed ahead and told the village that we would be coming. They offered us a nice little loft above a family's home with meals included for about $25 US each. The owner assured us that we could leave our things in the loft and that she would make sure nobody went up there. Since there were four of us, and only two small beds, I was finally glad that I had been carrying around a ~5 lb hammock that I purchased in La Ceiba. 

The owner's husband offered to take us to Cayo Grande - the largest island in the archipelago, to look for the endemic and elusive Culebra Rosada (Pink Boa Constrictor). Our hike up the ridge line of Cayo Grande was a true jungle trek. We saw one Pink Boa down at the resort where we landed, it was stuffed in the rafters of one of the buildings... then on the trail, we were stopped and alerted to the presence of a poisonous green tree snake, which we clearly avoided. Eventually, my companion and the guide had no more motivation to climb the mountain, so I went on alone... toward the lighthouse at the top. On the way, I finally encountered una Culebra Rosada curled up inside a hollowed-out log. It wasn't all that pink actually, but it was so cool to discover it on my own! I didn't mess with it, just opened the log a bit to get a better look. The Boa was sleepy but slowly came around and slinked away up a tree.

Once I reached the top, I could see beautiful 360 degree views of the Caribbean filtering through the foliage and spent a little time looking around the locked lighthouse. I thought I could barely make out the village on the eastern side of the island that few foreigners have seen. This village - called East End - is apparently not as inviting as Chachahuate. I think I had seen a few too many movies because I started getting freaked out being alone in the jungle. I would hear something in the woods and think it was a Jaguar or a jungle mugger or something. I actually sprinted down the mountainside to catch up with my companions, but didn't reach them until I made it all the way back down to the beach. Everything was cool though. No jaguars, no guerrillas, no more encounters with poisonous snakes, just a brisk run down a mountainside to emerge from the jungle on a beautiful tranquil Caribbean beach.

We slowly made our way back to Chachahuate in our wooden canoe. There we hung out with the local kids, played with El Niñito, swam in the warm sheltered waters of the bay, and I bought a necklace. Later we had dinner (fresh caught fish, with fried plantains and rice) under a small light bulb illuminated by a car battery, and passed the Garifuna version of the peace pipe with our Cayo Grande guide and the owner of our room. It was an incredibly beautiful evening made even better by a night swim with the phosphorescent plankton before climbing into my hammock. There was no electricity, so the stars, the trade winds, and the sound of the ocean were our sleeping companions. It was almost like sleeping on a sailboat with the breeze blowing across the loft's two open windows and gently rocking me to sleep. I could live like this...

The next morning, we caught a ride on a small boat headed for the mainland with bottles to be recycled. Between the four of us, the boat's captain, our gear, and the bottles, this 8-foot boat was loaded to the brim and riding low in the water. It took about 2 hours to get to the mainland and by the time we got there, we were pretty wet from the swells splashing over the sides of the boat. We were dropped in a medium-sized Garifuna town called Nuevo Armenia, where we waited for a bus and planned the next leg of our journey...