The Man with No Name

Daily writing prompt
Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

I’m not being rude, alright, they seriously chose to not have a name. And on a note of respect, I don’t know his or their gender so please bear with me.

There needed to be a change to activate people. and when I was an undergrad at SUNY New Paltz, I knew it. So I organized student, ran for office, spoke with people across the political spectrum, and took a lot of notes. At one point, consolidating such notes, and organizing a Transformation Party in the Village of New Paltz, New York, I saw friends enter and get coffee at the cafe I was fastidiously working at.

I had decided to wrap at about the time I saw a person probably twice our age chatting up my friends. I don’t like to presume, so I just said hello to everyone like normal. But the next sequence of events felt like a red flag whirlwind.

It wasn’t what I had been prepared for at all, thankfully. But nowadays, one should always wonder if that’s the experience of others. This was my experience.

“I can see that you’re ambidextrous.” Or at least, the comment stands out in my memory this way. Because it’s weird and very random, right?

Anyway, he told me some about himself, and he had a very mystical vibe to himself and his journey. He had rescued someone from a car accident on an intuitive impulse. He seemed to have some future-sight.

“You like writing too don’t you?” Of course, I do! “Well, write to cure ADHD. Write forwards and backwards to activate both hemispheres of the brain.”

Very inspirational idea for sure! But after that we talked more about history and ancient knowledge — specifically about beer-making, so that’s about the height of the excitement. I’m still working on that interesting quest that he/they gave.

What do you think? Do you have any ideas about healing with writing that you’d like to share? Please do if so! ❤

Embracing the Lost

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

When I became homeless the first time, I chose family.

The second time, I chose friends.

Left alone the third time, I had no one else but myself.

I decided to choose the version of me that would be a hero to the younger me.

A brave transgender woman fighting for justice, speaking truth to power, and bravely taking the knocks for it.

Because the important decision in that was to fight for others, not just for myself, but as a reflection of where we are, fight for what my younger self needed, what I needed, what I still need, and do so by striking for others. String and deep, strike at the heart of the issues.

That decision has been ever-unfilding since then, and before then when similar decisions were made. But it has forever changed my life to give it to others. Because when all else fails, choosing yourself means choosing the humanity that you share with others.

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Inspired by Our Revolution, a Movement for Change: Justice Democrats

They’re talking about us. We’re endorsing a slate of candidates who will usher in a new progressive era in Congress.
But not everyone is happy about our work. According to Bloomberg, our work is giving Nancy Pelosi a ‘headache’ because we’re unapologetically taking on the establishment.
We have an easy way she can get rid of that headache — get out of the way of policies like Medicare for All, a Green New Deal, and an end to mass incarceration and deportation.

Policies, solutions to issues, I’ll emphasize here, are extremely popular. Especially holistic plans that take on big issues, such as the Green New Deal and Medicare for All. Now if more individuals, journalists and news organizations foremost, spread the details of these plans in an illustrative way.

Or dropped a link.

Right now the top of the Democratic Party is still disproportionately wealthier, whiter, and more male than the base of our party. But together we’re going to change that and elect a new generation of progressive leaders who reflect our party and country.

Nancy Pelosi and the DCCC have their corporate donors to fall back on for huge checks. We don’t. We rely on your grassroots support to fund our work of taking on corporate Democrats like Henry Cuellar and Dan Lipinski that the DCCC is trying to protect.

In 2018, we sent a powerful message: no out-of-touch incumbent is safe from our movement. Now, it’s time to fulfill that promise.

The Squad. You recognize them, right? Ayanna Pressley, Rashida Tlaib, Ilhan Omar, and, of course most recognizably: Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. That was the Justice Democrats, and they want to do it again.

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Our Patreon –> Our Kickstarter?

That’s right, OUR Patreon. I finally launched the page today, and here it is, but let me tell you why it’ll be Our Patreon, and not My Patreon:


First, the Simple Answer:

With money-sharing just a click away, there’s myriad ways to share funds with people that need it. Whether you’re sharing the cost of lunch or creating poetry for a small fee, who hasn’t heard of Venmo? There’s a lot of ways to share the cost of this expensive endeavor we call life.

Newsy Background:

For news organizations, it’s no secret that they’ve mostly become corrupted by advertisers and their needs. Advertising isn’t always consistent either, even for the New York Times! Not only that, but also, not everyone is as affordable as The New York Times when it comes to subscription-based funding.

For more research on the latest annual data, check out this from the American Press Institute.

I’ve always done my work for free, but that doesn’t mean that it’s sustainable in any way. It’s made a lot of projects unreachable for me. For instance, in order to cover certain topics regarding immigration at the southern border, I more or less had to make new friends in the area or be homeless.

One thing I did learn from this: I can manage with far less and don’t mind giving my money away to others. They may need it more than me, and after living for three months across the southwest with not much more than camping equipment, I’m also confident that the money is better spent by them. So at last, here’s that simple answer:

Donations, Charitable Giving, and Helping People in Need

Whether it’s ensuring a young girl can stay in the country to achieve her veterinary dreams, making sure those seeking abortion have the funds to do so, or maybe just supporting someone in need through Venmo, I want to set aside 50% of whatever funds are raised for this sort of giving, and yes, there will be receipts.

Finally, the Tough Stuff:

Having a blog is great. And yes, it’s work. But I have bigger dreams than that!

There’s a lot of people out there today that are pretty well on-top-of great content circulating social media. They read, they watch, they may even write or record. I want to support them.

I want to give progressive creators another outlet, and one that pays.

So that’s where that other 50% of the funds will be going: a business account and startup costs, as well as advertising materials so we can get investors in on this action. Once I have a partner in this entrepreneurial mission, be on the lookout for a Kickstarter!


If you’re excited about a news network that gives back more than it takes, awesome, give it a dollar at https://www.patreon.com/BriennaParsons and let me know if there’s anyone you’d like to see involved, or any subjects covered here or elsewhere. You can also specify if you want that dollar to go to me directly, but it’s easier to use my PayPal for that.

Travel Review: The Arizona Challenge

Contents

  • Travel Location; Country, etc.
  • Photos;
  • Overall Review of the Trip and Travel Agency;
  • Overall Review of Attractions, Accommodations, and, Restaurants;
  • Most Enjoyable and/or Memorable Moments;
  • If Trip were Taken Again, What Would I Do Differently;
The migratory ibis finds their next meal in marshed-out farmland in Buckeye, Arizona.

Alright, so it isn’t a real challenge. Yet. But in a nutshell:

In a dozen or so, short days, June will begin to bake Arizona in a daily maximum temperature between 102 and 106 degrees Fahrenheit (about 40 centigrade), according to Current Results. The hottest it has ever gotten in the Phoenix area was June 26, 1990, when it reached a fever-pitch of 122 degrees Fahrenheit. As June turns to July, who knows how hot it will get.

Now here’s the challenge: I’m going to attempt to survive these high temperatures after lived in two, relatively cool, places: New York and Colorado. According to Google, the July average max and the record highest temperatures in these locations are respectively 85/106 and 92/100. As I begin to write this first installment in this first series, I’ve never had to experience such temperature as those Arizona threatens, and I’m already wiping sweat from my face and neck.


Buckeye, Arizona, United States of America


Photo Gallery and More coming in Late August, Early September following this particular Trip. Until then, here are some Quick Facts About Buckeye:

Quick Facts

From Wikipedia:

Buckeye is a city in Maricopa CountyArizona and is the westernmost suburb in the Phoenix metropolitan area. The population was estimated at 68,453 in 2017.[5] It is one of the fastest-growing cities in the US; in 2016, it placed seventh.


The canal for which the city, then town, became legally named in 1910.

Early settler Malie M. Jackson developed 10 miles (16 km) of the Buckeye Canal from 1884 to 1886, which he named after his home state of Ohio’s moniker, “The Buckeye State”. The town was founded in 1888 and originally named “Sidney,” after Jackson’s home town in Ohio. However, because of the significance of the canal, the town became known as Buckeye. The name was legally changed to Buckeye in 1910.

In 2008, Buckeye was featured on The NewsHour with Jim Lehrer as part of a week-long series entitled “Blueprint America.”

A vote to change the town into the City of Buckeye became effective in 2014.

In November 2017, media outlets reported that a company associated with billionaire Bill Gates purchased 24,800 acres (100 km2) between Buckeye and Tonopah for $80 million. Gates’s company plans to create a “smart city” called Belmont on the site.

Geography

Buckeye is located approximately 30 miles (48 km) west of downtown Phoenix.

According to the United States Census Bureau, the city has a total area of 145.8 square miles (377.6 km2), all of it land.

Climate

Buckeye has a hot desert climate, with abundant sunshine due to the stable descending air of the eastern side of the subtropical anticyclone aloft and at sea level over the southwestern United States. Summers, as with most of the Sonoran Desert, are extremely hot, with 121.0 afternoons reaching 100 °F or 37.8 °C and 181.6 afternoons getting to 90 °F or 32.2 °C. The record high temperature of 125 °F (51.7 °C) occurred on July 28, 1995, and temperatures above 86 °F or 30 °C may occur in any month.

Notable people

  • Upton Sinclair (1878–1968), author of The Jungle (1906), The Fasting Cure (1911), and others – Late in life Sinclair, with his third wife Mary Willis, moved to Buckeye, Arizona.

Food Reviews: Panera (#1) & the Ten Vegetable Soup

As soon as my feet touched the property I saw tables remaining with dishes and staff almost at a standstill. I had similar experiences at Panera, a chain that seemed to pull in employees with little zeal. Brushing it aside, I looked forward to a different experience on the West Coast than I had had back East.

Vegan, I ordered the Ten Vegetable Soup, and I took a leap of faith: in a bread bowl. My favorite way to eat at Panera. The hostess helped me place my order, and I even re-signed-up for MyPanera, the membership program — hoping still that I could get that free pastry, whichever one smelled so amazing.

In a few minutes the waiter brought me my soup and kettle-cooked chips. One thing remained off however. I was looking at a white dish with the soup inside, not a bread bowl.

Heart broken, I put on a smile and approached the waiter. I hated to be that person, but I went for it anyway. “Excuse me, Trevor, but…”

I passed him my white bowl and asked him to just return the soup in a bread bowl. It was a charge for the bread bowl, of course, and I wasn’t going to be victim to grifters. Besides, it was an accidental right?

Bread bowls are popular. Which also means that the kitchen should be turning them out. Yet, as I sit inside the restaurant and enjoy my meal, I saw only sandwiches around me.

Perhaps I was just that weirdo ordering a soup made with “tomato, red and yellow peppers, onions, corn, carrots, Swiss chard, poblano peppers and garlic in seasoned vegetable stock with chickpeas, sprouted brown rice and red fife, black chia, spelt, wheatberries and dried Aleppo chili,” topped with a lemon wheel, in a bread bowl.

Regardless, yes. That’s what I ordered. That’s what I had paid for. That’s what I was expecting. Weird as it may be, I stood by my decision and was even rewarded for doing so. I had an additional load of bread beside my soupful bowl.

Good things come to those who stand up for themselves maybe? What other lessons could be gleaned? I mean, I even swiped an unfinished salad from one of those outdoor table rather than see it sit longer, wasting away. So karma? I don’t know.

The bread bowl was warm. The soup, hot. I was satisfied by the vegan, $6.99, purchase. Highlighting here, especially because terrorism and American responses in the Middle East: Aleppo chili.

As I began noting this, “You Belong Among the Wildflowers” by Tom Petty played. Here’s a link to the song. Wildflowers by Tom Petty.

The Aleppo chili pepper is well known in Arabic meals of the Middle East, as well as the Mediterranean. Named after the ancient city in Syria, which is unfortunately not in the state that it once was in the previous century, it appears as a red spice, also called Halaby pepper. If you’re trying it in a dish, be sure to add some apricot for a flavor piquant to most taste-buds.

The last time I had eaten at Panera, also vegan, I had ordered a Vegetarian Black Bean Soup, again, in a bread bowl. It was marvelous, and rivals the Ten Vegetable Soup easily. Other vegan options include: Vegetarian Garden Vegetable soup, Mediterranean veggie sandwich, the Fuji Apples Salad, and others.

Remember: if it isn’t made with dairy, meat, or other animal products, it isn’t impossible to go out with friends and eat with them. Just ask the chef or Google what’s in something if you’re not sure. Remove meat and cheese and replace it with something delicious, like Black Beans or Eggplant.

Bread Bowl Pro-Tip: All for a Fork, Tabasco sauce, and Balsamic.

Final update: I got that MyPanera, initiative, free pastry. Yes, I took another leap of faith. A pumpkin muffin. Goes great with coffee!

San Diego, CA — What’s next?

Made it! San Diego, CA. What to do next you ask — okay, no one is asking — but, photographing the border of course! Oh! And nature, it’s Earth Day y’all!

Last month, I headed south from Denver, CO to El Paso, TX. As I wrote in earlier posts, I was tired of what was being said about people arriving at the border, and how such an injustice could pass with only ire from those that are drawing a firm line against the President.

It shouldn’t have been about politics and being right, but that’s what it looks to have become. Meanwhile, I knew in my heart that these people were tired, hungry, afraid, and looking for asylum from injustices that draw a clear line to Washington, D.C..

Doing nothing and saying nothing, became clearly the equivalent of supporting these policies, the conflicts, and the hate most of all. Not asking those that fall silent, or worse, those who continue to support the actions of this President, would be almost as awful as building the 30-foot wall that would hurt children most of all, myself.

I wanted to raise money for the organizations helping those children and families, and along the way create content and a story as to why it matters to say something. Especially now.

I took to my own two feet to really get a grasp of some of the distances that would have been traversed by these mothers, children, and fathers. Yesterday was Earth Day, so I ask that everyone reading this considers a nice long walk as well.

While I walked, I worked. With reporting under fire from the same President and same supporters, I needed to start from a place of integrity in creating my own organization (TBA).

To be clear, I haven’t pitched anyone about what I’m doing. Follow me on Snapchat, Instagram, or Facebook stories and you can see the wear and tear.

I’m making the struggle work for me, as I wrote earlier, more or less within my means.

I’m still raising money for migrant refugee/humanitarian aid, but I have a much more specific goal in mind now after having worked with the orgs helping these families. Freedom isn’t free, as any American would tell you through intermittent oral drips of pure irony.

According to a 2014 post by Citizen Path, “the total [DACA application] fee includes a $380 filing fee for Form I-765 and an $85 biometrics fee.” Totalling, $465. The fee in 2018 was $495, and in addition to the I-765, applicants must complete the I-765WS (worksheet), and, I-821D.

Here’s the GoFundMe to help this girl get a degree and work as a guitarist and veterinarian, safely within the United States.

Please share, because we all suffer when others are in pain, and through helping allieve the suffering of others, we heal our own wounds. This Earth Day, let’s try to change the narrative.

As always, thank you for reading.

FAP: the Free Association Press

FAP

the Free Association Press


Founding Story

The Ides of March enticed my being. I hopped on the first bus down to El Paso, TX with my bag loaded for a long journey and just a sleeping bag to call home. As I describe in posts to my website, I was out to protect others with nothing but integrity as my body armor.

As I detail on my blog repeatedly, I wasn’t expecting to find the courage in myself to do much more than “slow travel” the country, photograph the sights, and attempt to raise something for migrant refugees.

At first, that meant helping organizations such as Reporters without Borders, Journalists for Human Rights, Amnesty International, and most importantly, at the time, Texas RioGrande Legal Aide.

As I traversed the desert of Texas and New Mexico, and entered Arizona, I wasn’t expecting to find any opportunities to have a direct positive impact.

Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was the universe. Maybe it was karma. Maybe it God. Maybe it was the fact that I had wanted to do more and searched for ways that I could have a greater impact.

Somewhere near Phoenix, AZ, I had stopped into a library to do some writing, journaling, and reading. With a stack of Arizona Republic newspapers before me, I tracked down the news about the border and the reporters watching it develop with their keen eyes. One thing jumped out of the paper at me and helped guide me, like the full moon on a cloudy night.

Yuma nonprofits were given a day’s notice that Border Patrol was planning to release migrant families into the desert community to free up detention space. They weren’t going to be prepared or guided in any way, and weren’t being assisted through the legal hoops of citizenship and asylum.

I had to act. In the forefront of my mind I knew that they needed people to greet them with open arms as a friend and an ally. This couldn’t be more true, because I saw the hateful rhetoric, the violence, and the causes that were pushing, who I knew to be mostly women and children in my heart, to a strange country where they had little prospects and family. A hostile country, it would seem; I wasn’t having it.

In some way, I wanted to show solidarity, and a respect for the lives they live as people, as humans. It was to my eyes and heart a humanitarian crisis. I hoped that with enough support from similar stories and a few of my own, here and there on the internet, that we could change pessimism and trauma into healing and hope.

So I took a pause from sharing photos on 500px, because as far as fundraising goes, it was disappointing. I instead began seriously considering what kind of organization I could leave behind to continue working to ensure that the world is just, if not for something utopic, than for the basics: human rights.


Founding Principles

I reflected on four things I found amazing about the world today in order to come up with the founding principles:

  1. Digital Nomads — There are people that live everywhere, moving from place to place building an online “World Town,” a term I borrow with endearment from my favorite artist, M.I.A.. I find of these people, especially the women, they’re amazing, shockingly altruistic, and more grateful for life and the planet than anyone I’ve ever met living in a single area their whole lives. I’m proud to consider myself one, because to me, it’s no different than being an envoy of the United Nations; the goal is to “protect the world from devastation” and “unite all peoples [from every nation].” Yes, that’s from Pokemon’s Team Rocket, loosely.

  2. The Associated Press (AP) — When the multinational nonprofit news agency began in May 1846 under the moniker NYAP, it was only five daily newspapers in New York City sharing the cost of transmitting news of the Mexican–American War. Since then similar organizations and resources have sprung up to assist in this global project, including the occasional fact-checking of fact-checkers at the AP and other news agencies. Being from New York and considering myself a journalist as well, I always held the organization high in regard.

  3. “Free Association” — This one has two definitions, and both resonate with me. From Google:

  1. In psychology, it’s “the mental process by which one word or image may spontaneously suggest another without any apparent connection.” Growing up and writing poetry, cracking puns and innuendos, and using it to succeed in Odyssey of the Mind competitions, I used to call it “Six Degrees of Separation,” which is another great theory of the interconnectedness of all humans, but not what I completely meant when I used. Although, looking back, the true definition may have also influenced me unconsciously.

  2. It’s “the forming of a group, political alliance, or other organization without any constraint or external restriction.” This definition is how I operated as a student senator in university, an individual and friend in high school, and a loner in every other respect of my life. So yeah.

  • Voluntourism — This one is something I think everyone should do. However, there are some caveats. Here’s a Guardian story about one such problem. I believe less in acting as a rescuer and more as a learner. Rather than just throwing help at people; actually finding out what they would like to receive, and striving to not leave a vacuum in the wake of helping others, or creating side effect issues, and even making greater attempts to mitigate cultural impacts.


Founding Mission

The mission, in a sentence, is this:

Travel sustainably as volunteers who teach each other and learn from everyone they meet, creating local newsrooms wherever they are needed and can safely grow, for the benefit of the public, and ensuring that the human rights of all are assured, protected, and flourishing.

This project could someday use faster methods of travel. Initially, I imagine, it would be a walking caravan of teachers, advocates, nurses, first responders, activists, journalists, and volunteers.


Values

The founding values are based in those that I’ve picked up in the fields of journalism, activism, and public service:

  1. Integrity

  2. Service

  3. Sustainability

While the AP believes firmly in rooting out political activity as a conflict of interest, it appears that such efforts to be nonpartisan have very large pitfalls.

In the United States alone, the Overton window, or what has become, contemporarily, politically acceptable in terms of government intervention has largely come to lean heavily to one side of the political spectrum, limiting the window to one side, and actually creating a harmful effect in policy-making.

The way I described in a post on Facebook:

“In the 60s & 70s the people called for a paradigm shift. What we got was a paradigm grift.”

A grifter, as defined in a Google search, is “a person who engages in petty or small-scale swindling.” Of course, however, if that becomes the dominant paradigm, or worldview, we end up with a conman as the President of “the free world.”

Therefore, unlike the AP, in such a political reality where one side is, without a doubt, causing harm to human rights, the environment, and, trust in the same media that has, for decades, strived for integrity, a new organization must be founded upon public service before its own longevity.

That said, I do dream of a day that a partisan news agency and advocacy group can become nonpartisan once again. This would only occur in an environment that widens the Overton window and allows for real unslanted debate. This atmosphere of honest discussion couldn’t possibly occur in a world that allows the abuse of human rights.

Before societies, we learned.

Before societies, we communicated,

and in so doing we created democracy.

Before societies, we lived sustainably.

Before societies, we healed our sick,

housed ourselves,

fed our families,

and, lived within loosely defined borders.

When grifters found power, in whatever way that meant, though always above others, these things stopped being human rights. That’s when I believe that journalists, scouts, or whoever acted as liaison between peoples failed the public.

“Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely.” — Lord Acton

Act. On. — An apt name for the British historian.

I also believe though, that we have the technology to make sure that such a case does not become of this planet again. And to be clear, that doesn’t mean that it should ever happen on Earth 2 either, nor does it offer a pass to environmental degradation.


On Future Amendment

All of this, and more — never less — with the inclusion of further discussion between partners in this effort, is always possible, wherever freedom survives.


In order to build the support for FAP, I’m starting small.

Recently, in Yuma, AZ, I volunteered with a shelter for migrant refugees released from Border Patrol.

While there, I met a young woman who dreams of being a veterinarian.

It would break my heart to know or see her studying and one day torn from her dreams.

Help me help this dreamer, and if you please, read my founding story, mission, and values for my own dream: the Free Association Press.