Two major highlights of my Climate Summer experience were 1) the things I learned through conversation and experience and 2) the moments I shared with the community members that I met, moments of deep connection, hospitality, or excitement as we planned events. But it was not until later that I realized that these two things are inherently connected in “organizing” — a loaded term, I’ll admit, but one that became much less daunting to me one sunny afternoon a few weeks ago.
I was in Raleigh County, West Virginia, volunteering for Sludge Safety Project. SSP works to get clean water for West Virginians through a number of ways, including working to eliminate coal sludge impoundments and underground coal slurry injections. One afternoon, we drove to the next holler, Horse Creek, to bring over papers with the results from some water testing. Instead of merely dropping the papers off, we were invited to sit on the patio. We discussed the state of the water, upcoming actions, and the nature mountaintop removal mining. “You think they can only get those upper coal seams from blasting?” Ernie asked me. I told him I wasn’t sure. “Well that’s what they tell the public; that’s how they get away with it,” he explained, “but I was a coal miner, and any miner can tell you they could get that same coal from underground mining, they’re just too cheap.” Sharon served us dessert, even though it was the afternoon. A cake made from a twinkie, with cool whip, bananas, and maraschino cherries, plus a bottle of orange pop. Richer and sweeter than I was able to finish, but perfect for the afternoon, mountain above us, Horse Creek below, sun shining down, discussing how Sharon, a member of her town government, could encourage the town to fight for clean water and an end to the destruction of the mountains.
We made another stop in Horse Creek. Here, we sat in rocking chairs on Elmer’s porch. He told us about the water problems he faced. “Since they started mining up on the mountain two months ago, I’ve had to buy bottled water. When I made coffee with my well water, I couldn’t add cream, because the cream would curdle.” I couldn’t help but feel startled at just how much it sounded felt like some documentary. These things actually happen? In the United States, 2010? We then discussed evidence we could use in court to get the state or the coal company to pay for city water to be extended to folks whose well water was contaminated.
After having spent the past few weeks doing mainly computer work, I was completely invigorated by my afternoon of community engagement. I realized then just how much I love organizing; it allows me to combine the sort of beautiful moment involved in getting to know someone and hear their story with helping to build our movement through empowering others to join. The effect of this new understanding is very visible in my life. Not only have I been attempting to organize everyone around me (be it my friends or the person sitting next to me on the train) but I’m pleased to be working to expand the SJSF network one school at a time on the North and South Shores of Boston. I’m very excited to visit different campuses and collaborate with some of the really awesome groups already plugging away. Stay tuned to hear how it goes!