Dangerous Compassions

envelope trade, teacher strike, what the Catholic Worker is

I have a lot of smallish envelopes–I get them in the mail–a charity wants money, so the envelope they hope will return to them with a check.  I cross off the address and use the envelopes for other purposes, but I have too many. 

People give me envelopes also, of different sizes, often greeting card size.  My best friend’s parents collect them for me.

Also, I have a greeting card and its envelope, but I’m sending the card with some zines, so I don’t need the envelope because the whole packet is going in a larger envelope, so I keep that superfluous one, and they accumulate.

The ones I do need more of soon are half-size envelopes, around 6×9, or 6 1/4 x 9 1/4 or whatever.  The size that’s good for half-size zines.  Please let me know if you need some small envelopes I can give you, or if you have some bigger ones to share.

Getting some things organized, making lists, checking them more than twice.  We have this place in our fridge for candy.  I was looking for chocolate.  There are some different kinds of M&Ms, a Snickers bar for Ming (I like peanut butter but not peanuts), a ziplock full of jolly ranchers someone donated during the Sacred Peace Walk, I think.

There are two big chocolate bars from a fundraiser for a blind thing–we have a friend who’s blind, and Ming bought two chocolate bars from their fundraiser.  I was looking forward to eating some, but today when I looked, I saw one has spicy peanuts and one has hazelnuts.  No.

There’s this guy who volunteers at the soup line, and he has a loud voice.  He’s a high school teacher.  I heard him talking crap about Black girls, one morning.  I was like, you gotta be kidding me.  He’s a tall, older white guy.  I couldn’t believe what I heard him say.

Ming told me that this morning, the teacher was saying how he won’t strike.  There’s a strike happening now or soon with the Las Vegas teachers.  When I was in the ER, a patient a few curtain rooms down was watching the news on his tv.  They were playing an entire speech some teacher union person was giving–it went one for a long time, and I was surprised the news was playing the whole thing.  I guess it’s important to the local area.

Anyway, this dude was saying loudly how he won’t strike because it’s illegal, and he had another reason too, can’t recall.  I thought striking was protected by law.  But anyway, who cares if it’s illegal.  I was like, do you know where you are?  Have you ever heard of Gandhi?  Do you know what the Catholic Worker is?  Maybe you should read the wikipedia article.

Once my mom was asking me–what is the Catholic Worker.  I was like, you know, the place where we serve the hungry and the people I live in community with.  She was like, no, what is the Catholic Worker.  I think she was asking a deep philosophical question. 

I was like, whoa nelly.  Good question.  It’s a thing that exists in a historical way and has a wikipedia article.  But the Las Vegas Catholic Worker is a manifestation, made of individuals, including me and Ming, who are varied and diverse, in different ways.  So we are creating it every day, changing it, flavoring it with our own belief and activities and all that.  It’s in flux.  There are parameters, but it is what we make it.

Is that what you meant, Mama?  Maybe I didn’t understand the question.  We were talking over txt, and I never adequately answered.

Ming went to a party.  He said there were only four people.  I woke up at 9:45pm confused.  I think my dream confused me.  Then Ming came home from the party, and I was happy he was home.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

One reply on “envelope trade, teacher strike, what the Catholic Worker is”

I happened to watch some youtube tutorials last week on envelope journals. That might be a way to use up some envelopes if you want! đŸ™‚

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