Showing posts with label Pick Up America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pick Up America. Show all posts

Monday, April 1, 2013

Label GMO's! Stone Soup Rally, part of my story, and a recording of the song "Adam Smith"



As many of you know, I just completed a three year walk across America picking up trash the entire way called Pick Up America. I am writing this to tell one of many stories about our country that I was able to witness firsthand.I am also writing this to build momentum for the Stone Soup Rally happening next Monday at the FDA in College Park. (RSVP here).  Here's the flyer for the rally. 
 For about 1,400 miles of the American heartland I saw the same thing. Everyday, I'd gaze into what seemed to be an endless field of corn or soybean. I'd see rivers choked with sediment and on particularly humid days I could even smell the pesticides hanging in the air. It was a far cry from the "down on the farm" vision I had always had for the Midwest. Aside from the small towns, the midwest seemed to be one giant corn and soybean field spanning to the north, east, south and west for more than 10 states.
Growing just one or two heavily subsidized crops throughout our hearltand is an environmental travesty in itself. It causes rapid degradation of two of life's most precious resources - our soil and our flowing water. It requires huge amounts of climate altering, fossil fuel fertilizers to produce our food. It pours herbicides and pesticides all over our countryside killing bees and the diversity of bugs that can provide resilience to evolving pathogens. It keeps diversity of life, the staple of planetary evolution, at an abysmal low. And it is only this way only because large agriculture industries seek to control our entire seed bank and food chain to maximize profits.
  After these GMO corn and soybeans are processed they are mostly transferred to CAFO's -Concentrated Animal Feeding Operations - to make the meat most American's believe to be the staple of a "real meal." The other corn and soybeans are made into intensely processed foods that come into our lives as fast food, TV dinners, and high fructose corn syrup. While this may seem to be an overstatement to some, with all I've seen and heard I stand by this honestly - The primary reason for disease and illness in America is this process of producing our food. And it's all done this way because there are a vast majority of people who don't know any better and with their ignorance are supporting a fossil fuel drenched status quo that is on track to destroying a livable planet. 

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Re-Entering the Blogosphere

Dear Friend,        
      It's been a long time since I've blogged. It's not that I lost interest in sharing my story or that I didn't have anything to write about. I just simply needed a break from this electronic medium of communication. I needed to spend sometime living in the real world, learning from real world interactions, before I could get back onto the blogosphere to share the realizations that the real world can bring you to.

        What has re-kindled my interest in blogging is knowing how unique of an individual I am. I know that that the experiences I've had for three years living on the road with Pick Up America and the streak of activism and truth that has been my path for over 6 years make me very unique. The intense energetic interactions that bound me to understand the interconnectedness of life at a deeper level than most I've met, afford knowledge and understanding that is very unique. I am ready to blog again simply because my yearn for compassion tells me that my story as maybe it could be of some help to you.

Hard at work in Cincinnati with Pick Up America - a non-profit I co-founded 
that removed more than 100 tons of litter over three years across 14 states.

        God or the summation of all the energies in the universe that have been, presently are, and will be, (please except whichever term you are most comfortable with) have brought a game changing and ultimately fulfilling perspective into my life. My soul yearns to bring compassion and speak truth so that many of my fellow men and women might also align their mental, spiritual, and physical yearning with a path that brings them to their highest truth and allows them to tread out of consumer culture without hesitation, fear, or regret.


Monday, February 8, 2010

Saving the Wooded Hillock, Part I

At the end of January, the University of Maryland, College Park, released a statement confirming that they will purchase an abandoned Washington Post Plant just off their main campus for roughly 12 million dollars. The University plans to relocate facilities currently housed on the east part of campus to this location so that part of the campus can become an entertainment plaza and two huge graduate student housing apartments. Prior to the University’s land purchase, development plans had slated ten acres of forest on the north part of campus to be developed to relocate those same facilities.


Native Pink Lady's Slipper Orchid found on the Hillock. Photo by Clark DeLong. Courtesy of Save the Hillock!

Why would the University suddenly change plans? How could ten acres of trees be more important than 12 million dollars? What could change the sprawl and development that has dominated the Maryland landscape for years? The answer may seem quite ridiculous to some and quite obvious to others.As simple as it sounds, the forest -- now known as the wooded hillock -- was saved because it was the right thing to do. The University didn’t accurately consult its community before choosing the initial relocation site. The ethics of many students and faculty demanded development that excluded the destruction of a productive ecosystem. The hillock was saved because there were a number of people in the community whose inner values demanded something better than business as usual.

In modern times, most would argue that 12 million dollars is worth way more than 10 acres of forest. The majority of College Park residents would have probably allowed the hillock to be paved and developed if someone had never called foul play. And many students expressed complete apathy -- the majority of which probably never gave the forest any value other than something that was written about in the newspaper.

Hillock to be Bulldozed

In May 2009, The Diamondback, a student-run independent newspaper, published the views of a few students:

"I went there for a bio class to study where the tornado went through," sophomore letters and sciences major Lauren Higgins said. "I don't think that land is helping the university, really - from a business standpoint, how much revenue will it bring in? From that standpoint, they should definitely [develop] it."

Sophomore letters and sciences major Tod Tanis said the situation is being blown out of proportion.

"Why is this so big?" Tanis said. "I've never had a class back there, I've never been back there, to be honest I didn't even know the woods were back there."

Sophomore pre-veterinary medicine major Destiny Coleman agreed.

"It's not like 'Oh, let me take this class so I can study something significant in the woods'," Coleman said. "It's just woods. People just smoke weed back there."

To most people in my community, the forests around them have no value. Their existence is only an afterthought to economy and digital screens. To some, it's a haven of nature. A reminder of the kind of upland forests that used to dominate the Maryland landscape. The courage of a few outweighed the apathy of many to bring attention to the issue and ultimately preserve the space. Here is my story of how the hillock was saved.

On a chilly Sunday evening in December 2008, members of the Student Sustainability Council held a late-night meeting on campus. We used to discuss measures that would make our campus more “sustainable" and advocate for their implementation. Sometimes we were listened to, rarely were we allowed to have active participation. Most of the time, we'ld be told the University is working on it and/or they don’t have the economic means to change a present practice.

That December night, we were joined by a university employee we'll call Deep Green. Deep Green disclosed the University’s present plans to raise 10 acres of trees on the north part of our campus to relocate the University’s east campus facilities -- a motor pool, a bus parking lot, the facilities management building, a mail facility and some maintenance sheds. Before this point, there were few students who knew of these plans. The University hoped to keep the relocation under wraps. Detailed plans of the relocation were omitted from the east campus website until student activists notified Facility Management of the mistake. The University knew that if student environmentalists knew the plans, there would be dissent.

At first, the six or seven of us present were obviously pissed off. I think one of the first ideas we had was to paint the administration building green for their blatant attempts at branding themselves green, meanwhile privately operating with the paradigm of limitless growth. It’s called greenwashing -- learn to recognize it! Then we calmed ourselves and decided we had to finish the semester before we did anything that might get us kicked out of school. At that point, the forest -- soon to be immortalized as “The Wooded Hillock” -- rested in the hands of a few disheveled students dedicated enough to make it to the stamp student union on a chilly Sunday night.

We finished the semester and dispersed for winter break. By the time we had returned for spring semester 2009, Joanna Calabrese, Phil Hannam and I had already met with other concerned faculty members and began to grasp the full complexities of the issue. We learned that:

1). The decision was made without student and faculty consent.

2). The University had to absorb its costs for the relocation, while...

3). The developers would profit off of the prime location in College Park, and the university would profit off of sales occurring on campus.

4). The University did not have enough money to build their parking garages for the motor pools and bus parking. So, instead they wanted to build on a productive ecosystem.

5). The University declared the hillock the most environmentally sensitive choice of all the sites they considered.

6). The developer reported that the 10 acres of forest needed for relocation were of “low quality.”

At that point we weren't sure if we could or should stop the relocation. Most involved generally supported the "smart growth" potential of the east campus development and didn't want to prevent it's proposed environmental benefits. Regardless, we began by identifying and contacting our potential allies and acquiring their opinion. There were a lot of professors, students and decision makers we thought would be sympathetic to our cause, so we brought the debate to a vote in the undergraduate student government.

On February 8, 2009, the undergraduate student government voted unanimously to encourage the University to reconsider its decision to develop the hillock. We were inspired by the support, but unsure how to best proceed. Joanna set up a meeting to discuss the student position with Facilities Management for March 27th. We had a month to prepare.

For a long time, I didn’t even believe that we could change the fate of the Wooded Hillock. It seemed like another case where our voices came too late in the decision making process. Students, myself included, had just seen a movement to halt the Inter County Connector swiftly stamped out for the same reason. I felt disempowered; I felt that even though we were high ranking student representatives, our voices were unimportant in the grand scheme of making money.

After much thought on what the next best move would be, Joanna and I drafted concessions for the University to follow if they were going to develop the forest. At our meeting, we presented those concessions to Frank Brewer of facilities management. He heralded us for our pragmatism and declared that we were very mature for not wanting to disturb the campus' plans for smart growth. Joanna and I were trying to play it friendly so as to not dismantle our hand before it was dealt, but the whole thing made me feel uneasy.


Map of UMCP. Hillock highlighted in green. Courtesy of Google Maps 2009

I remember trying to justify to other student leaders on our campus why it was a good decision to develop the hillock. Joanna and I rationalized that the future of College Park needed the East Campus development to decrease the carbon entering our atmosphere by providing an entertainment center and more beds closer to campus. At that point in my environmentalism, I was still operating with the assumption that getting carbon out of the atmosphere and stopping global warming took precedence over all other endeavors.

But then something changed in me. The only way I can clearly explain this change, is to tell you to go explore the wooded hillock in early April. If you can align yourself with the sounds, growth, and visual splendor of nature; if you could visit the hillock on a dewy morning to hear the bird songs and appreciate some of its plant life. If we could appreciate the incredible diversity of life these 30 acres have to share, no one would ever want to bulldoze such a place. (The total size of the forest is actually 30 acres. The university owns 24, ten acres were slated for development, and there are 6 acres accompanied by an abandoned privately owned house.)

The students and faculty committed to saving the wooded hillock did so, because they understood the importance of this diverse ecosystem to the future of the campus. They also understood the rarity of such an ecosystem in the Maryland suburbs.

I never fully understood what was at the wooded hillock until my friend and native plant expert, Clark Delong, showed me the diversity of plant life in the area. I had never seen the pink lady slipper orchid or the native pinxter azalea. My hydrology teacher, Dr. Prestegaard, told us there were gravel deposits on the hillock from the eroding piedmont plateau everywhere on the hillock. These deposits were now rare as they had been mined heavily at the turn of the century. On the west part of the hillock, a tornado blew through splintering trees and creating a disturbance that allowed an abundant understory of blueberry plants to establish.

By far the coolest aspect of the hillock is that some kids built a three story tree house on three beech trees in the middle of the forest. The tree house even had a Tom Gugliotta poster on the second floor.

It’s funny to me; everyone involved in this movement had their own reasons for wanting to save the Hillock. I can remember Joanna and I addressing students and her saying, “You gotta understand this isn’t just about trees!” and me butting in saying, “Actually, this is about trees!” People laughed, we made an argument, and then we moved on to the next person.

By spring of 2009, the hillock was in full bloom and so was the student resistance to it's development. There was a small contingent of students committed to preserving the hillock. We knew the only way we could affect the decision makers at the University was to get our issue into the press.

We began by re-establishing a plan. I began drafting a proposal that outlined the student and faculty grievances with the hillock. The proposal was meant to be an ultimatum to the University so that if they ignored us, we could take bolder action. This original document still conceded that the University could develop the hillock so long as the university agreed to involve students in a greater movement to improve the health of all campus ecosystems. The demands we made were actually unreasonable, but I didn’t care; I thought the whole relocation was unreasonable. By this time, I was hoping to implement a legacy that would encourage the University to do much more for its environmental management than they already did.

By early May, I was on fire. My entire soul was aflame with the purpose of saving the wooded hillock. I could see this same fire in Phil, Clark, Joanna, Alex, and other members of the Student Sustainability Council. At the last moment, I decided to drop one of my classes (I didn’t need it to graduate) and to make something positive come out of this whole hillock fiasco.

After consulting with Phil, he advised that we not give in so easily; that we should demand the preservation before we start conceding to development. He had a good point. Joanna and I were on board. Phil took my draft, improved the writing, and created an ultimatum that we all signed and delivered to the University President Mote and Vice President of Administrative Affairs Ann Wylie.

That’s when things really started to take off. We spread the word to as many students as possible -- emails, facebook, the whole nine yards. I emailed everyone that I thought might be interested in the cause. I knew that the only chance we had to save the hillock was to make the University look as bad as we possibly could. That meant getting as much media and spreading the word far and wide that the University touts its “green” status publicly, while deciding to cut down 10 acres of forest in privacy. While the entire SGA was partying for the end of the semester, I was in the office writing a press release.

We began focusing our efforts on the May 8th Arboretum designation. The obvious hypocrisy of the University holding a public ceremony to tout its green efforts, while destroying this beautiful ecosystem simply enraged The Student Sustainability Council. We mobilized with signs and organized a “protestabration” during the event. Basically, we celebrated the University's designation as an arboretum, but protested the decision to develop on the wooded hillock. We planned to camp out on the hillock with friends on Friday, May 8. Clark and I organized to take anyone who was interested on a tour of the hillock on Saturday, May 9.


Courtesy of The Baltimore Sun

The Baltimore Sun showed up. A reporter called me while I was riding my bike to school. I remember throwing my bike down on Lakeland Road and pacing for nearly an hour, spouting out as many facts as I could to the reporter. He sent a photographer out, and next thing I know, Clark and I are doing a photo shoot on the hillock with The Baltimore Sun.

...To be continued...

Friday, January 22, 2010

My First Official Pick Up America Blog!!!!

By Davey Rogner

On March 20th, I am going to begin walking for a really long time. The journey will take about a year and a half of my life. I will stop to rest only for winter and to be the best man at my brother’s wedding. My friends and I will travel clear across the Unites States — visiting small towns, endless corn fields, dying estuaries, big cities, purple mountain majesties, decapitated mountain pastures, drying deserts, amber waves of grain, and smiling people — to understand the breadth of these United States. Along the way I am going to clean the litter that has become an omnipresent addition to the American landscape.

Tom Hanks' bearded face. Courtesy of Paramount Pictures

My soon-to-be bearded face. Courtesy of Colm Jenkins

Okay, okay, I know what you’re thinking. The initial reaction is usually a combination of these four themes:

  1. You can’t be serious.
  2. That’s a lot of work.
  3. How’s this really going to change anything?
  4. …Something about Forrest Gump.

So I’ll make this clear right now:

  1. Yes, I am very serious.
  2. A life worth living takes a lot of effort
  3. We will be educating/distributing tool kits that describe how to support our efforts
  4. …and Yes, I did cry at the end of Forrest Gump.

Now that we’ve cleared things up, I’ll explain Pick Up America and my motives.

Pick Up America is a local, regional and nationwide initiative committed to reducing plastic waste in our communities and waterways. The Pick Up America team (also known as the Pick Up Artists) will coordinate community trash clean-ups while walking across the country to encourage alternatives to our nation’s throwaway mentality. We’ll document our encounters and experiences through our multimedia website and online social networks. The year-and-a-half-long trek will begin from Assateague Island, Md., on March 20, 2010, and span 13 states to the San Francisco Bay, Calif., sometime in August 2011.

My Motives

  1. I walk so that I can be an ambassador of tolerance, unity and compassion. I have spent the entirety of my 24 years — with the exception of vacations — in Silver Spring or College Park, Md. The smorgasbord of culture that is Silver Spring has nurtured my unyielding tolerance and acceptance without presumptions.
  2. I walk to eliminate the concept of a waste stream. REDUCE, REUSE, RECYCLE. Is it just a bumper sticker? A Jack Johnson song? What’s it even mean? Here’s what I mean: Buying bottled water and recycling it when you’re done drinking isn’t a real solution. Water bottles labeled with “green” or “eco” are a misnomer; it’s greeenwashing. The phrase has three parts: reduce, reuse, recycle. And we must act in that order. For example, we can eliminate bottled water (almost entirely) from the waste stream by reducing and reusing. An easy alternative to disposable water bottles is to have a reusable bottle (sans BPA) that you fill with filtered tap water. This immediately reduces the amount of plastic consumed, the amount of energy spent on recycling, and/or the amount of space it takes up in a landfill. We do not need to send so much of what we consider waste to land fills if we think about how our own actions can make a difference. As for recycling, it should be an option, but the last one. Time and time again, our economy has proven that one man’s waste is another man’s input. Our “waste” generation can be reduced through individual decisions on how we consume. Pick Up America will highlight alternative inputs for what some consider “waste” within industry. I walk with the belief that human economies can maximize resources by eliminating the concept of waste in the human paradigm. I walk with the belief that our economies can mimic ecology to use every organism’s output as a source of nourishment for another.
  3. I walk because I know that the future of our country depends most on our ability to dis-entrench our belief systems and find common ground with one another. I believe the common ground that all cultures, all political parties, and all people can unite under is the banner of efficiency. That is efficiency in government, efficiency in resource use, efficiency in how we spend our time and money, efficiency in how we distribute our goods, and most importantly for this initiative, it is efficiency in how we dispose of our goods. At no other time in human history has a movement for efficient use of resources been so commonly heralded in speech, but so forgotten in action. If we were to spend less time on resource transaction/extraction and more time celebrating our resources by using them efficiently, I know the world would be much more hospitable. I walk for the belief that conserving resources will ensure a happier, more prosperous future for all people.
  4. I walk because talk is no longer enough. I must walk the walk to talk the talk. I walk as an example of active participation in the reform of the American community and economy.
  5. I walk because I know the heart rests easy when spent helping others. I expect nothing in return. To make our souls strong and the heart patient, we must all commit to one million acts of kindness in a lifetime. I hope that people will understand Pick Up America’s motives, but personally, I’m in it for soul stabilization.
  6. I walk to see life in first-hand account. A digitized society views LCD screens as a means. I want to feel streams and rivers, not read about how they used to flow. I want to feel you smile, not see a picture of it. I want to laugh hard with you and not stop because we are with each other. I want to sleep in the forest and not dream about it.
  7. I walk to endure some sort of physical hardship. I know privilege, but I walk in solidarity with the less fortunate. I walk to separate myself from commodities that exploit others. I can no longer participate in economic actions that harm other people as a means of their continuation. I walk with the hope that individual compassion enacted through conscientious action will alleviate others sorrow.

The reason for any reform stems from a change in circumstance. Thus, we must step back from our belief systems to understand our changes in circumstance to achieve any state of reform. Our new circumstance is a dying world and declining human happiness. What path shall we all decide to walk? I smile when I think of mine — an action that should precede all endeavors.