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Would You Protest or Riot?

Everyone in the universe who doesn’t live under a rock has, by now, heard about the shameful and despicable rioting that happened in Vancouver after the Canucks lost the NHL finals to the Boston Bruins. Vandalism, violence, looting… all over a hockey game?

I have a more direct and personal experience with rioting – I was in downtown Toronto during the G20 summit last summer and actually participated (along with 15,000 other people) in the rally that occurred before the rioting started. I managed to find safety and shelter in a wing restaurant (lol) and I watched, horrified, as a few bad apples took to the streets and undid all the good we’d tried to do with the positive message of our rally.

Riots are terrible. Mob mentality takes over. No one can argue that rioting and looting do not, ever, have a positive outcome. No one’s going to “get the message”, if there’s even a message to get.

But protests… that’s different. It’s no secret that I lean to the left. I do protests. A lot. Sometimes, it’s the only way to get the attention of the big guys. According to Wikipedia, a protest is an expression of objection, by words or by actions, to particular events, policies or situations.

So. What would cause me to protest for something? Instead of telling you, I’ll show you:

In 2009, twenty-nine staff members at the Art Gallery of Ontario were laid off. In 2010, 39 more workers were threatened with job loss. Many of the remaining staff were being forced to work two part time AGO jobsĀ  equalling 40 hours a week instead of being offered one full time, permanent position. Why? So the employer could avoid providing benefits and pension contributions, and so the CEO of the AGO, Matthew Teitelbaum, could receive 1,070,000$ in salary and “bonuses” in 2009. What’s fair about that? Nothing! So when contract negotiations broke down and a strike vote was given, I went to help my brothers and sisters tell their employer to play fair.

This is me and my 8$-a-week rental megaphone outside a 375$ per ticket Liberal fundraiser at the Scotiabank Plaza in May 2010. The issue here? The McQuinty government’s proposed public service wage freeze. While Children’s Aid Society offices are closing due to lack of funding, children with mental health issues are growing up before they get treatment, and the healthy nutrition supplement for disabled people on ODSP was wiped out, the Ontario government is telling public service workers, some of whom only work part time, that it’s time for them to “take one for the team” – to do their part to help in this economic crisis by taking a wage freeze. Why, then, do top-level executives and senior management continue to rake in bonuses and raises that in some cases exceed a hundred thousand dollars a year?? The working people didn’t cause this problem. They shouldn’t be made to pay.

Here are my daughter and I in the Put People First Rally and March at the G20 in Toronto last June. Hours before a few vandals, rioters and anarchists took the downtown core hostage and wreaked havoc across the city, over fifteen thousand peaceful activists rallied at Queen’s Park and marched through the city to draw attention to what the G20 Summit leaders were ignoring: maternal health with full reproductive rights, poverty and work issues at home and abroad, and how theĀ  G20 should have been about more than helping wealthy corporations and powerful CEOs get back to business as usual, as if the recession never happened.

This was taken at a rally in Hamilton this past January. My union rented a bus and piled people from the Toronto area onto it, and we headed down to support our brothers and sisters from the Steelworker’s Union, who had been locked out by their employer simply for demanding fair treatment and good jobs.

There are others. I have a big mouth and no shame, and I have no problem walking the talk and sticking up for those who need help. I don’t approve of rioting… but if there’s a protest, chances are I’ll be there.

Handwritten With Love

 

 

Ragey Rant

Last night, I went out for dinner, and as I was on my way home after a late-nite stroll downtown, I spotted a homeless woman panhandling. A group of three well-dressed older men (business men, judging by their suits) walked by her. One man tipped his coffee cup up, drank the last few drops from it…

And then threw it directly at the woman’s face at close range. It hit her on the cheek.

The man laughed. His companions didn’t say anything. Based on their expressions and body language, they clearly weren’t impressed, but didn’t say anything to him either (maybe he was their boss?). The men stopped at the light a hundred feet or so away, and the woman rubbed her face and sighed this deep, dejected, resigned sigh. Like it was just par for the course, another deserved humiliation. It was the sound of giving up. And my heart just about fucking broke.

I gave her a couple of dollars and my leftover dinner, told her I was sorry for what that guy had done, and went home.

I am so upset, so angry, so filled with RAGE that there are people who act like this in today’s society! Whatever happened to decency, to respect, to common courtesy?

Do you think that a homeless person WANTS to be asking for your castoff nickels and dimes? Do you think, maybe, that they ENJOY having thirty-second spongebaths with coarse brown paper towel in coffee shop restrooms before being chased out? You think they don’t feel shame? You think they’re not humiliated enough, you have to THROW THINGS AT THEM? You think maybe that they prefer eating out of garbage cans, losing their teeth, being constantly dehydrated and sleeping on street corners in wintertime to having a home and earning an honest living wage?

To those who say they deserve it, they made their own bed, they’re there because of drug addiction or mental illness or an unwillingness to conform to society’s rules, I say FUCK YOU. I’m not talking about teenage squeegee kids with mohawks from the 905 region who get dropped off in their mom’s minivans on Friday nights and spend the weekend being homeless for kicks. I’m talking about the truly forgotten, the utterly desperate.

I don’t know too many people who derive any kind of pleasure or satisfaction from being the scum of the earth.

I am so sick with the burning injustice of it. I wanted to chase those men, get their license plate numbers, and then call their wives. I wanted to take their picture and post it on the internet. I wanted to get RIGHT IN THAT MAN’S FACE and ask him who the hell he thought he was. But I didn’t because I was scared.

Now I wish I had done more.

“Injustice Anywhere Is a Threat to Justice Everywhere” – Martin Luther King Jr.

Overheard In The Office!

While it’s definitely true that I’m a nosy Nellie and no cubicle conversations are safe when I’m around, on this particular occasion I was actually trying not to hear my colleague talk to her girlfriend on the phone in a very exasperated way about her failed attempt to determine her unborn baby’s gender. But I thought one thing she said was so hilarious that I immediately sent the quote to OverheardAtTheOffice.com which I absolutely love.

Fast forward several months. Yesterday, I got an email from a guy named Morgan over at OHATO who told me that my quote would be published that day!

I trolled the site obsessively until, at just after three o’clock, there it appeared!

Pregnant employee on personal call: I tried to have an ultrasound done but it didn’t work out. Nothing to do with the baby–it was my uterus. It’s an asshole.

Toronto, Canadia

Overheard by: Gwen Styles

Yay! I’ve been published!!