If you are interested in deserts, cacti, toxic oceans and joshua trees, you will find a photoset with the same title as this blogpost on my Flickr account. I have managed to winnow 300+ photos into 50 fairly decent ones for browsing. Please comment on the ones you like – my ego appreciates the feedback.
Although it was brief, my trip to southern California was excellent and packed with lots of hiking, sunshine and even some gin drinking. For the first two and a half days, my friend Aaron and I tripped around Anza Borrego which is a stunning, sea-level desert north of San Diego… and then I met up with some other folks and traveled east to the very toxic Salton Sea for some picture taking and then north to spend a night and a day in Joshua Tree (high desert – a very different ecosystem). Tuesday was spent bumming around with friends in LA before heading out – and here I am at home again! Sunburnt and cactus-scratched has never felt so good.
My first vacation in a year and a half – and a reminder that I should take some more of that time in the holiday-bank 🙂
Heading out to California this evening. Offline until I return Tuesday night so don’t fret that I’m not blogging or responding to emails.
Will have photos upon my return 🙂
Yes, again. Onto the fourth piece I have written about Colombia upon my return – this one for our internal newsletter at work. It’s not nobel material – but the short, digestible version of things.
From Canada to Colombia: Stories and Solidarity
In the dripping heat, dust from the air settling on sweating skin, we fan ourselves and watch the most recent graduates of the NOMADESC Human Rights training program receive their diplomas after several weeks of education in the 3-walled schoolroom where we now sit. Here in Neiva, a small town in the heart of Colombian paramilitary territory, we are two days into our tour supporting the struggling movement for human rights in Colombia, and a lifetime away from our comfortable Vancouver homes. In the courtyard behind us a huge pot of meat, rice, yucca and potatoes cooks over an open fire stoked by two of the men who volunteer at this community school – for when the certificates are handed out we will eat a traditional meal before being taken on a tour of the area.
NOMADESC is one of the many organizations that members of the Public Service Alliance of Canada (PSAC) and other BC unions visited during a 12-day tour to Colombia in July, 2006. Teaching people about their human rights in the country with the worst human rights record in the western hemisphere is no small challenge, and many of the people in the program tell us stories of the assassinated friends and family that spurred their involvement. This becomes a familiar narrative as we make our way through the country. In every place we visit – Bogota, Neiva, Cali, Medellin, La Maria, La Cruz, and Suarez – we hear from people displaced and terrorized by the government and government-sponsored paramilitary organizations. Although every story is cut from the same painful pattern of a 40-year internal conflict, each has its own flourish or detail that makes it unique to the individuals with whom we speak.
Canadian labour unions have a long history of supporting trade union and non-profit organizations in Colombia – notable for being the most dangerous place in the world to be a trade unionist. Mainly support is in the form of donations to organizations advancing the human rights agenda, and the sponsorship of speakers to come north and address our members on issues of rights, union justice, and privatization of public services. This tour was a rare occurrence, but the people we have worked with for the last decade have impressed upon us the need for Canadian organizers to come down there and witness their conditions first-hand. Not only does our presence provide a small measure of protection for them, but they recognize that international attention is essential to their quest to build a democratic and civil society.
During our travels, we met with at least a dozen organizations, the UN High Commission on Human Rights and officials from the Canadian Consulate, to form a picture of the situation to bring home with us. At all places we were greeted with warmth and hospitality – and together we found ways to build hope into our discussions – as conditions in that country continue to evolve. As the largest union representing federal government employees in Canada, The PSAC has committed to continuing its partnership with public sector trade unions in Colombia in order to advance both human rights and public services abroad and at home. A rare experience, I was honoured to participate with other Canadian labour activists in sharing stories and solidarity from north to south.
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In Colombia:
Megan Adam traveled with the Frontline Colombia Tour as part of PSAC’s Social Justice Fund program. Other unions represented on the tour included the BCGEU, CUPE, and CUPW – to a total of 12 delegates. For more information and a formal report on the experience please visit www.psacbc.com/2007/01/15…-colombia/.
When I’m in meetings all day, the time and energy to write dwindle and my blogpostings become a mite more sparse. Even worse when I’m in meetings that are confidential – as all union negotiation meetings are – I can’t even write much about what I’m doing! Then again, it wouldn’t be that interesting to those outside the process – so I’m probably sparing you all a whole lot of boredom.
I am in Hull at the moment, which I can never quite bring myself to believe is Quebec except that people address you in French first, unlike on the other side of the river. We have been put in a Holiday Inn through some unfortunate series of events, and have been further promised that this will not happen again as Holiday Inns are notoriously shabby and often not clean (at least, that’s been my experience in the three I’ve stayed in). It’s not like any of us expect the Chateau Laurier – but clean and with a kitchenette would be a good start when we’re going to be here at least one week of every month for the next year.
Oh – the glamorous life of the union – airplanes and angry members, bad food, iffy politics and too much to drink. On one hand I understand why people don’t get involved (who wants to give up this much of their life and free time?) but on the other, it’s always a bit of an adventure. Who knew I would find the heart of darkness at the Sea Raven motel in Queen Charlotte City while pursuing a union case? Or that I was cut out to be some kindof political leader? Not me. That’s for sure.
I suspect that blogging like this for too long will only get me in trouble – so from here on out I’m going to find more interesting topics than my role in the union to write about. I suppose that means I’m going to have to drink less and write more in my offtime. Perhaps I could finish one of those books I’ve got started if I did.