Day 5 of my Boycott of TSA and the Airlines

My dear friend in Edinburgh, where I’m supposed to be right now, is speaking to me again.  That’s good news.  Except she said:  “I don’t understand why you’re doing this, you’re not going to change anything.”

She wasn’t making a joke, but still it was kinda funny.  ‘Cause she said it like that’s something I never thought of before.

But she’s got on board now and has started sending me photos of all the fabulous times I’m missing.  The cabarets, the comedies, “there so much to see,” she hypes, “and so reasonably-priced!”  I”m still not able to load photos here, so if you want to see them find me on FB.

I’m not going to pine or whine.  I refuse to resort to whining, I repeat.  I’ll focus instead on the task at hand–a revolution from my bed.  No I don’t think one revolution is going to change the world.  But a million might.  One for every person on that absurd Terrorist Watch list.

Yes I love strolling on cobblestone and ogling at street artists with a pint in my hand.  Of course I love that!  I want to be there and I don’t easily give up on what I want.  I have to remind myself the whole point of sacrificing something is not to muddle around the lack, but to gain deeper awareness of the potential in what remains.  I’ll take a walk with the dogs, spy on the wee chicks foraging with their ma, maybe bake some cookies and watch Dr. Phil.  It’s not as bad as all that.

This brings to light a curious feature of the modern Western psyche and something I notice I’m frequently having to call out in myself—the feeling that as long as it’s not MY problem, It’s Not My Problem!  That gives us good justification to stay permanently embroiled in our own lives and problems.  I wonder what would have happened if Rosa Parks said that, or Erin Brokovich, or scores of others—all just normal citizens who realized that if they don’t stand up for something they stand up to nothing.

Since I’m feeling très UK here’s a couple grandmothers there who are on trail for peacefully standing up against our war-positive policies in their country.

And Bernadette Devlin McAliskey, who just spoke to groups in Edinburgh and Glasgow last month.

She talks of people sticking together for human rights and says “it starts with us having the courage to say to the dogs of war: “You will not do it in Guantanamo Bay, you will not do it in Belmarsh, you will not do it in Belfast without us linking arms together, exposing you and trying to stop you. And that has to start with small steps. It has to start with us making people aware that they’re doing the same thing to all of us” and she describes how they try to sow fear and turn people against each other but finishes by saying: “We have got to say “You touch one of us, and you touch all of us. And we’ve got to start right here.”

You will not do it in OUR house, our White House, or in any house of the world.

And certainly not in MY house!

Please support me in my boycott of TSA and all Airlines by following this blog for the next 19 days concerning our dwindling civil liberties and in the comments section write:

Not in my House!