Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Something about biking

Hello everyone! Hope it's as nice outside where you are, as it is where I am. I'm writing from Brookline, waiting to go on the clock at work, after a pleasant 4-mile ride in a 70-or-so degree, cloudless breezy morning!

This weekend, I was tempted to drive to work -- because I'm lazy, mostly. My neighbor, Nathan, encouraged me to bike, and David, my housemate, backed him up. So, with their little guilt-trip and my environmentally-concerned conscience screaming at me, I did!

Man, was I refreshed. It was only about 4 miles to work, and then 4 miles back, and it felt great.

Biking is
-- good for your body;
-- quicker than the bus, train or car in this city;
-- environmentally friendly;
-- fun.

If you don't own a bike, and have thought about starting, don't let the fact that bikes at high-end shops or REI cost hundreds of dollars! Consider checking out Bikes not Bombs in Jamaica Plain, where you can get a used roadbike for around $100 (a pretty good deal). Or, shop around on Craigslist, and ask me (or someone else) with a truck or a bike rack to go with you to look at the bike and then pick it up.

There are enough people around who ride that can help you with maintenance and teach you some basic skills. Consider how making this choice could save you money on fuel, car insurance, T fare, and time!

I've been thinking about this particularly after Nathan and David prodded me to bike to work, and I think I'll be doing it on a regular basis from now on. Thanks, dudes.

-- BC

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Something else...

Josh and Jenny, two of my closest friends from college, came up to visit this weekend. We got talking about everything; we used to sit around on our porches smoking pipes and talking for hours on a regular basis. My blog came up in conversation. So did Fair Trade. Here's some progression of my thoughts in just the past few days:

Fair Trade is a great tool for preserving and promoting culture and human dignity. How is this?

In a lot of developing nations, jobs are drying up as fast as the infrastructure they are a part of. Often times, people who can't find work either starve, emigrate to a place where they can find menial labor, or find themselves practicing prostitution or other unfortunate occupations.

In many instances, Fair Trade cooperatives offer people faced with few options a means to sustainable income, and a way to stay in their home community practicing a trade with dignity. Creativity is fostered, joy is had, and redemption can come in places that many of us think are hopeless and beyond change. Having been to Haiti, I'm reminded daily of the hope in that nation by a metal cross, filled with images of the living Earth, that sits behind my bad. This is a product of a cooperative in Haiti, made from recycled oil drums, of all material! And whoever said nothing good could ever come out of Haiti?

Many times, the trades honor and respect cultural traditions -- perhaps they even rewaken some that have been lost over time as Western economic needs have become more practical (how many fancy, handmade bowls can you buy at Wal Mart?) and less about the bigger picture that our purchases and investments are part of.

After all, people can go into whatever major retailer they prefer and buy something, but a sales associate probably can't tell you about who made it, what their life was like before and after the person who gets the product to the retailer showed up on the scene, and how good their life is now. Hear me: I am not saying all major retailers or wholly bad; only that they do not typically market their products in a holistic fashion.

10,000 Villages offers costumers a neat opportunity to learn about the person (or at least group of persons) who made the product. why one's purchase improves lives; and makes all of the information available to every customer who walks in the store. This is something more personal (and therefore inherently relational) than most other stores.

Shopping at 10,000 Villages might be a catalyst for who-knows-what. It might encourage someone to research what social problems plague women of Peru, and get involved in a women's rights movement. It might encourage a group of friends to take a trip to Kenya and find out how to connect the Gospel with a more Christ-focused way of 'doing economics'. It might be the first step in learning about what Fair Trade is, and lead someone to think more critically about their economic behavior.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Some things I am learning

So, I had coffee with a new friend this morning, and we talked about organizing and we talked about discipleship. One of the topics we touched on before we had to go our separate ways was my "approach", if you will.

Something I have known for a few years, but probably not spent enough self-examination on, is my "approach". If you know me, you know what I am driving at. If you don't know me well, yet, then what I mean to say is this: I am a very passionate person who tends to sit and wrestle with issues for a long time. It's tough for me to act on an issue until I've thought it through, and usually my convictions run deep and overlap into different facets of my life.

For example: If you read my last post, you saw how confused I am working for a company like 10,000 Villages, which in most of our minds, is clearly a good company to work for. They're Fair Trade, they pay well, they offer good health insurance benefits, etc etc. How could I be conflicted working there?

The fact is that I've bought into some fairly radical (maybe even crazy) theology and social theory, and if you get to know me, it will come out. If it comes out before you know me, it might scare you away. It might even scare you away once you get to know me! Part of that means that I don't want to settle for anything less than holistic, thorough life change and reorientation, and I often forget the small steps that we each take on our journey make up the whole. In 2004, it was a big step of faith for me to say "God, I want to be on your side and be used by you". That led me to reading my Bible on a regular basis, praying, and eventually attending Eastern University.

At Eastern, the small steps took on new dimensions. They entailed rethinking my spending habits, where I spent my time (I went from watching movies and blogging about them constantly to hanging out with homeless folks), and the environmental impacts of my lifestyle. As I look back on the past 4 years of my life, I take those commitments for granted and often forget that my friends have had different sets of life experiences, and I am quick to judge them, slow to seek them out and listen to their stories.

So, now I am in Boston, and I've only been here for 6 weeks. I have a chance to start fresh. I have a chance to ask questions first, to speak more slowly, and to express myself appropriately. Hopefully, I can invite others to be part of the journey without being an exclusivist, or worse yet, an asshole.

I post all of this only to put myself out there (another one of my quirks) in hopes that those of you reading and joining me in the journey can now feel okay with encouraging me when I do well, but moreso, to push me when I forget about where my heart is and where I want my words and actions to be.

May we all be people of grace, who pray for God to open doors of change in our lives and communities, and walk through those doors when He does open them.

-- BC

Something about economics (revised)

So, for those of you whom I've met recently, or for those of you who just might have missed something over a number of years together, I'm not necessarily a person of strong tact. The tact I do have is not only weak, but also in short supply. I've been advised that my last blog post, while impassioned, could also be perceived as judgmental, condescending, and the like. I want to preface this revised by post stating that my intention is to only to share my own questions, concerns and struggles with the issues I am wrapped up in and seek advice, response, and critique. In that light, I encourage you to read this revision and note that the original post is still intact and dated June 29, 2009.

Something about economics (revised 7/1/2009)

Recently, I was hired as a part-time Sales Associate at Ten Thousand Villages, in Brookline, MA. The store is located about 5 miles from home, although the bus commute can take about 25 minutes on a good day and closer to an hour or more on other days.

Before I moved to Boston, a wise professor and friend encouraged me to do two things once I moved into Dorchester: get a job within walking distance of home and spend almost all of my money in my immediate neighborhood, a place that would clearly benefit from some financial investment -- and where my money would have an immediate impact on the well-being of my neighbors, who own, operate, work at, or shop at the surrounding businesses.

Now, I find myself waking up around 7:30 AM most days and donning clothes I would prefer not to be caught dead in: khakis and polos from Boomerang Thrift in Jamaica Plain or gifts from Mom that she found on the sales rack at Kohl's. By 8:30 or shortly thereafter I am on the 15 or 41 Bus and driving down the thriving main drag through the hood, Dudley Street, until I get to the station and switch to the 66 Bus. The 66 is my ticket to Oz, where I am daily reminded that we are definitely not in Kansas anymore - rather, we have crossed Roxbury, drifted through Mission Hill with the blink of an eye, and find ourselves in Brookline: the home of clean streets, parking meters, nice restaurants, a Stop and Shop and Trader Joe's within a mile of each other, and all of the comforts of a cozy downtown. Most of the people are vaguely aware that there is a land on other side of that gray area we call Mission Hill, but few mention it. Conversations about my neighborhood make it sound as though its as far removed from Brookline as my neighborhood in New Hampshire is.

But, my trip to Brookline is redeemed by the 4-6 hours I spent advancing the cause of Fair Trade by working for 10,000 Villages, right? Working here, while living in Dorchester, is a complicated, messy situation. Although all of our items are fairly traded and made using environmentally sustainable practices, I can't help but see that they are most decorative, impractical luxuries that the people I live near can even think about buying, let alone afford to. And my job description is essentially "to increase sales... so we can buy more and help more people". Our business model even suggests that encouraging materialistic practices (see more on this shortly) is the cure for reducing global poverty. That's a hard practice for me to buy into (but I literally have, haven't I?), and I have to hope that there is something beyond Fair Trade as a cure for the world's ills.

Clearly, the money made from these sales is helping people to have jobs - sustainable, good jobs - in places where they wouldn't have work. The marginalized women, lepers, disabled, religiously discriminated - all find a place of affirmation and encouragement in the co-operatives we work with. In a globalized world, where our next-door neighbors are connected to us just as much as those who labor in the fields and factories of El Salvador, Pakistan and Ethiopia, stepping back from fair trade buying and focusing on purchasing (or even producing) locally produced goods raises as many questions as buying products made in the worst of conditions, sold by companies practicing the most devious procedures. 10,000 Villages is somewhat of a gem in the midst of a field of horse poo; you can't walk into our store without a salesperson explaining the vision behind what we do and why it's important.

I would encourage people to shop at a place like 10,000 Villages under particular circumstances. Many of us, or our friends, are getting married. Perhaps setting up a registry with a shop like this is a wise choice; people can buy a new couple all sorts of nice things for their house, that aren't made in sweatshops somewhere, and maybe in navigating the registry web site they'll learn a little about Fair Trade and think about the implications of their other economic habits. It's also a wonderful place to buy birthday cards and plenty of practical thing.

Prompted by comments below, I've re-edited this portion of the post (for a second time) on 7/5/2009. But when it comes to the excesses I see go on under our roof, I have all sorts of questions racing through my brain. Recently, a woman purchased $900 worth of goods. She couldn't carry it all! When she came back for the rest, she decided there was $300 more that she couldn't live without. In two days, she dropped $1,200 on our store because she didn't know to say "No". I don't know where she spent the rest of her money. I don't know if she has the cash on hand to make purchases like this on a regular basis, or if it's driving up her debt. Initially, on this blog, I voiced a desire for her to spend that money other places. But, the truth be told, she might have done that very thing! I think my frustration, grounded in pure assumption, was dangerous and misplaced. I am still very concerned over our company's marketing strategies, which fit into an overall economic model that seems to manipulate consumers into saying "Yes" when in fact they could be saying "No" or "I'd rather send my money in a different direction". The customer in question affirmed our store's vision and respected -- even loved -- the way in which we work. But she also couldn't say "No", and our job is to take that momentum and fuel it, to generate more sales. The fact that she could not say "No" bothers me; and the fact that we encouraged her to keep saying yes bothers me even more. However, the fact that she came into our store and loved our program and vision was a huge encouragement. So, it's tricky, to say the least.

With that in mind, my thoughts about economic structure muddy the water even more. And this is where things sound really controversial, so please just bear with me and consider where I am at and what I am wrestling with. The level of complicity that we all have with the global economy reminds me very much of the passages in Revelation that talk about men and women taking the mark of 666 in order to participate in the day-to-day goings-on of the world around them; scholars tell us that taking the mark is not that different from a modern-day social security number, or a bank account -- the very numbers that allow us to participate in society. If we looked around at the effects of most of our economic decisions, we would see how much damage we wreak on the worlds. Our banks and most of our biggest corporations are involved in coups, environmental destruction, and all sorts of destructive practices around the globe.

They are not the harbingers of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Yet we continue to fill up our cars with gas, and live in all sorts of other ways that presuppose the suffering of others. If I get a socially responsible credit card account through Bank of America, and plan to use it to buy solely fair trade products, it's still with Bank of America. I have, in effect, taken the mark in order to feed those in distress - something John, the author of the Revelation, still criticizes and warns against. Without the marks of today, participating in an economy - even the fair trade elements of it - would be impossible; we wouldn't even be able to go get a sandwich without cash or credit in our pockets.

Yet, at the same time, we live in a society in which we are permitted some level of economic participation, albeit on the terms of those who control the system itself. However, we are learning that we, as consumers, also have some measure of control with our purchasing power. If enough people insist on Fair Trade options in stores, and put in the hard work of making those options a reality, they can be there. And if enough people make a convincing case for the Gospel and against materialism, hearts and lives can be changed. While the Revelation of John suggests difficult things about our economic place, it also encourages us to live faithfully in light of the fact that, at the culmination of everything, Christ is King and will sit on His throne. The Gospel message commends us to live in the light of His Kingship today, and maybe a part of that is making responsible decisions about where and how we spend our money in a world where fair and unfair are both options.

I have many other thoughts about Fair Trade and its implications. And, despite all of these struggles, I'll continue to push forward with my internship and my part-time job, because I want to believe another world is possible in which economies can reflect God's justice and mercy. The growing success of Fair Trade in places like Jamaica Plain, Mass., and Media, PA, might one day have an effect of considering corporate leaders to reconsider the way in which they do business - not to mention the condition of the heart behind it. And maybe we can get to a place where we are not the only ones buying the expensive art work for the sake of materialism; perhaps it comes as part of a more dimensional trade between a North American family and the family who produced the piece. What I mean is that I don't want to just buy fair trade stuff, I want to meet and eat Communion with the men, women and children who produce it!

For example: We often think of Africa as this dirty, poor, messed up place - but sleek white and pink Kenyan stonework reminds us of the richness of the culture and joy of the people. Many of us critique the United States (with sound reason at our backs), and are quick to point out our government's corruption and the materialism of our people. But I'd like to believe the same richness that allows joyful, beautiful Kenyan stonework to be crafted with delicacy and convey a beautiful message of hope and relationship is also found in some places across the United States. I'd love to get my hands dirty making a craft and being able to share its story over a meal with a Kenyan stoneworker.

Now, brothers and sisters, let's reason to together and spur one another on toward good deeds, always going deeper and pushing one another to critically wrestle with the implications of our decisions and life choices.

Thanks for your readership,
-- BC