Muddling and Complacency?
RantWoman is
still sitting with her twitch about what to do with certain committee names—besides
get rid of the dreaded O word.
On one hand, for
the next few weeks to live out testimonies on Integrity, Equality, Community RantWoman
feels called to urge everyone she knows to factcheck EVERYTHING and amplify the
voices of people bearing the worst ravages of the current regime, to reach out
beyond our bubbles, to encourage people all over the country to get out and
vote, to know what voter suppression efforts are going on and to do everything
possible to counteract them.
On the other hand,
the renaming of a certain committee was delegated to said committee without suggestion
to consult the Peace and Social Concerns committee or whatever the Ad-Hoc
Committee on eradicating Racism is called. A timeline for making a decision is
approaching. RantWoman has NO, zip ZERO leading to attend the meeting where a
recommendation is expected to be approved. So RantWoman may just have to live at
least for now with whatever decision emerges. (SIGH! Whine. Grumble! Murmur!) But
RantWoman deeply wishes someone else might also be afflicted with RantWoman’s
twitches to:
- Think about what the words of a chosen name have meant historically and what they mean or conceal today. (Hint: changing a committee name alone does not win the battle for equality and against white supremacy / racism.)
- Think about what message we want to be sending out into the world in choosing a new name.
RantWoman in
fact prefers to think she would be perfectly fine with just leaving the
committee name “The ? Committee” for now while friends are discerning. RantWoman
says this in great humility because besides, the twitch above about witness and
the midterm elections, RantWoman has lalmost no bandwidth just now to research
and wordsmith about what other Yearly Meetings call said committee.
One reason
RantWoman has no leading to show up at the meeting where the committee renaming
is on the agenda: RantWoman will be attending a memorial for someone RantWoman
has previously labelled Righteous Anger Friend. Righteous Anger Friend and his
wonderful bride Mrs. Righteous Anger friend moved to Seattle partly, RantWoman
has surmised, because of magnetic grandchildren—and their parents.
The couple
earns RantWoman’s boundless respect though because they showed up every year
until illness stole their ability to do so at Seattle’s annual Martin Luther
King Day celebration, not something just every retired professor couple even
thinks of doing. In terms of people
discovering our Meeting at many different stages of life, Righteous Anger
Friend makes RantWoman smile. He did not feel particularly called to master the
nuances of Quakerese. Instead one of his favorite comments was “My Spirituality
is Music, Art, and Revolution!”
In that
spirit, RantWoman is unclear how best to Let Our Lives Speak particularly as
regards the name of certain (quarterly and yearly meeting) committees. Let the
discernment continue?
[Yes, readers,
RantWoman has fallen down on her promise to deliver daily disability related resources.
Readers into the Twitter are invited to look up RantWoman’s Twitter name, read
the Disability and Accessibility lists, check out any of the blogs mentioned in
the profiles of people on these lists. Readers can also try the hashtags #CripTheVote
#CripLit #PWD #DisabilityInChurch. That is enough or even too much for one
day.[