Showing posts with label systemic change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label systemic change. Show all posts

Thursday, April 25, 2024

Audre Lorde had a point (Day 95)

For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house.

-Audre Lorde, Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches, 1984

I thought of this as soon as I heard that Harvey Weinstein's conviction in New York had been overturned. When my husband told me, all I could say was "Of course," because many of us had been bracing ourselves for this... maybe since 1984, when Lorde wrote this.

I looked up the quote, and then I saw the rest of it:

They may allow us temporarily to beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. And this fact is only threatening to those women who still define the master’s house as their only source of support.

Lorde was right, as many of us have come to know, but boy, did I hope that wasn't going to apply to the law. (Yes, I have been paying attention to the Supreme Court, why do you ask?)

So... now what do we do?

Deb in the City

Thursday, March 7, 2024

Benefits are a lifeline for many (Day 46)

I met someone yesterday who was deeply depressed because her Long-Term Disability benefits (SSDI) had suddenly, erroneously, been cut off at the beginning of the year. As soon as she started speaking, I felt ill. Like so many people, I've had to deal with sudden changes to insurance benefits, and I've had to help family members navigate those bureaucracies. It can be an agonizing process, and wow, I hope people aren't trying to do that on their lunch hours, because the wait times can be forever. 

I've come to the conclusion that difficulties navigating a bureaucracy are a feature, not a bug. In other words, they know that after a certain point enough people are going to give up, and they want it that way, and that means they have fewer services--or guaranteed entitlements--to provide. That is a scam.

And it is deadly, especially when your inaction harms people who are already the most vulnerable. People who are on long-term disability depend on those benefits as their only source of income. Some are fortunate enough to live with family and friends who can provide for them, but many are not. Some of them are also dependent on that money to supplement other benefit programs, particularly the ones that make it possible for them to eat. Losing that money can be a matter of life and death.

The person I met could not stop crying for the first few minutes. She had been spending months trying to sort it out, and she hadn't been able to yet. Doing so required medical notes from her doctor to verify her condition--on a good day, those can be hard to get. Bureaucracies involve more bureaucracies, which is added impetus to forfeit.

Some people have said that sometimes you need to keep calling until you get a kind person who can 1) understand and 2) help you. Well, I agree with the first half: you need to keep calling, and that in itself is exhausting. But finding a kind person, actually, means nothing: the kindest person I spoke to when calling on behalf of a family member gave me incorrect information. She was very nice about it, but the net result was that she wasted as much of my time as the nastier ones.

I have sorted things out on my end, and I think, on balance, it is true that if you persist you can eventually do the same. I sincerely hope my new acquaintance can eventually sort her problems out. But persistence is hard when you have a condition that already qualified for long-term disability and you're thisclose to suicidal depression. 

It's one more symptom of a broken system, and one more reason we need systemic change.

Deb in the City


Wednesday, January 24, 2024

Self-help is self-delusion (Day 3)

I used to think that I could be one of those people who made everything neat and tidy, stayed within budget, cooked from scratch, and generally made everyone happy--all while saving the world--and if I wasn't getting all of that done it was because there was something wrong with me. But every time I got really into some modality that was supposed to help with even some of that, my ears would always prick up just a little bit when someone critiqued whatever I had stumbled into. Macrobiotic cooking, mind body fitness, meditation, tidying (but I do still love it), minimalism (I have never loved it), bullet journaling, Martha Stewart, raw foods--all of it. I always put it down to being a little self-thwarting, but in reality, my BS-meter just wouldn't stop working.

The books I've been drawn to, while ostensibly trying to answer the question "How do I...?" as a body finally helped me understand that I had been asking the wrong question of the wrong parties. The issue isn't that I need to hack my way through The Game of Life, but that life should not be a game. Life is, in fact, reality. 

This will do nothing for you...

The reason people have trouble managing their money isn't because they haven't found the perfect tracking system, but because wages were stagnated for decades while labor protections were gutted, and the things we're all told we should be willing to pay for--education, housing--have risen so much that they are out of reach for many without debt. The reason people are chronically, debilitatingly stressed isn't because they haven't found the meditation technique that will take them to nirvana, but because the modern world--as was the pre-modern world--is filled with stressors that reflect both immediate, life-threatening events like frequent mass shootings and slow burning but ultimately traumatic problems like a lack of access to healthy food, chronic poverty, and systemic racism and classism. The reason so many of us struggle with health problems isn't because we're idiots that don't know how to cook, but because the food industry has been trying to make us the most productive workers we can be since the end of World War II by feeding us high calorie foods...that mean we don't need to take a break from work to eat. (I am not making this up; Ultra Processed People by Chris van Tulleken discusses this.) The reason we don't get exercise is because, if we're not working the kinds of hours that prevent us from doing anything other than working and sleeping, the majority of us live in places that have been designed specifically for cars, not people. The reason you can't put down junk food, marijuana, alcohol, cigarettes, video games, porn, or your smart phone isn't because you lack morals, character, or discipline, but because those things have been optimized to be habit forming. The reason your email is overflowing isn't because you don't know how to prioritize, but because everyone thinks they're entitled to a piece of you. The reason you have too many possessions is because you have been told, implicitly and explicitly, that you will be judged if you don't have enough stuff, and it has to be the right kind of stuff, your needs, finances, and space constraints be damned. The reason we experience prejudice and inequality isn't because we don't know how to put our best selves forward, but because we live in a prejudiced, unequal civilization.

Do you really think you're going to change any of that with a Bullet Journal, a kakeibo, time-saving recipes, efficient workouts, meditation, or self-actualization techniques? You can help manage some circumstances better with certain tools, but you can't change the underlying causes. And while there are some behaviors you can change that can sometimes make a difference, there's a limit. My financial circumstances improved not because I wasn't spending money (you have no idea how little I spend on clothing, and my housing costs are low compared to other people in my state), but because 1) I could refinance my mortgage when interest rates dropped and 2) my husband got a raise. Being parsimonious meant those advantages didn't evaporate, but it would be ridiculous to say that I somehow manifested the raise itself by being "good with money".  

...but this will

The time we are spending reading self-help blogs, newsletters, and books, watching self-improvement videos, and perfecting the practice of coping systems is keeping us from the actual work we need to do. If we want to improve our lives, we have to change the systems we live in. Sure, that starts with questions about why something is the way it is, but then it's *work*. It's different for everything, it's messy, and it doesn't fit in a pithy book an eighth-grader could write. It's what you find when you study history, because shockingly, people have been able to make necessary changes, and under less promising circumstances. It's scary--and boy, can those books be long--but somehow I prefer that to the fairy-tale complacency of self-help.

Deb in the City