In which I walk through town dressed in shit - Tactical Ninja
Nov. 2nd, 2011
09:31 am - In which I walk through town dressed in shit
Random question: Is it my imagination or are American Football pads getting smaller? When I was a kid it seemed they wore gigantic wire cages as big as their heads, now they seem to be only half the size of their heads.
Anyway, last night I broke the Curse Of Making It Rain. Well actually, I didn't - I just finished shearing before the rain started.. and I mean just finished. As in, big drops falling on me as I packed up. Luckily it was only 7 sheep and these ones are well cared for Perendales, thus fast and easy (and relatively small). It was the first time I've dropped my car off and walked home in my shearing greasies. The sheep having been a bit full, I also had shit all over me and, well.. it was a whole new level of self-consciousness. Luckily I didn't have to share an elevator with anyone but I could see folks eyeing me, especially since from the neck up I was all Office Girl in my alice band and from there down I was all Mum Jeans And Black Singlet And Sheep Shit.
Check me out with my classy stylings! *cough*
The Real Free Trade Market!
What's that then?
It's the next initiative by Occupy Wellington. This Sunday the 6th of November at 12 noon, there'll be a market - with no money involved!
Those of you with burn experience will understand the gift economy, but this is a little different. It's an opportunity to try out a variety of forms of alternative economy in practice. So - barter, gifting, swap, share - you name it, as long as it doesn't involve filthy (or clean) lucre and the people doing the trading agree to the deal, it's welcome. As are stalls from any and all comers, giving/swapping/bartering/exchanging whatever for whatever.
There will also be a 'crafternoon' for sharing skills, and the Free University will continue, including an extension of Miles's talk about alternative currencies on Sunday, with someone available to explain a variety of different alternatives and how they work in practice as folk participate in the Free Trade Market.
If you're interested in art, crafts, economics, learning, or giving/getting Stuff, you should probably go have a look. If you want to set up a stall you'll need your own table because they are at a premium. They are also asking that people take away what they don't part with - it's operating on a Leave No Trace principle and the last thing Occupy needs is to have other folks use them as a dumping ground for the crap they don't want - which would make maintaining good relations with officials more difficult.
So yeah. I expect my Curse, having lifted, will allow me to be shearing on Sunday but I'll still make it down late afternoon - I hope that by then someone will be willing to swap some cupcakes for a massage or something!
Also, it appears the attempt to evict Occupy Dunedin last night did not result in the occupiers leaving. Apparently the police were busy dealing with drunken revellers after the Melbourne Cup (big horse race), and say they won't act immediately because it's a council issue. Another article said something about Armistice Day on the 11th of Nov and how the Octagon would be needed for that. However, Occupy Wellington has successfully negotiated shared space with the council, and so has Occupy Auckland. So I call on Dunedin Council to step up and do the same.
K just a friendly reminder to those of you in the Northern Hemisphere who just celebrated Halloween/Samhain and are now possibly celebrating Dia de los Muertos or your own equivalent, down here in upside-down land we just passed the opposite spoke. It's spring (and how!), Halloween's not really a thing here because it doesn't fit the season, and for those of a pagan bent, Beltane is the name of the game. I don't talk much about my spiritual practice and it doesn't celebrate the crossquarters anyway, but I'm certainly feeling the spoke go past this year.
So for those of you who do mark the spokes in the wheel, regardless of what hemisphere you're in, what did you do?
PS I have a secret.