Well, it's official: after only about a month of being in DC, I've already gotten involved in some civil
disobedience.
It didn't look like a protest, and no, I wasn't arrested. It was flag football, just a normal church-league match in
which I was playing at my usual level of brilliance (on a scale of 1
to 10, that would be a zero). What made it civil disobedience was not
what is was, but where. Our originally planned location was claimed
by little league baseball, so we moved this past weekend's games to the fields
next to the Martin Luther King, Jr., memorial, land that is
technically a national park -- and closed due to the shutdown. That is where we ran into trouble.
It was
a sunny Saturday, hot for October, and we weren't the only ones out. The lawns
around the memorials were full of people, whether they were runners
or picketers, and with parking being as limited as it was, our teams were small, so we didn't
add very many to their number. But ten minutes from the end of our
game, a police car pulled onto the field. "Let's huddle up for a
second," called out the officer, and we all gathered round.
"I'm
really sorry, guys," he apologized, looking genuinely unhappy to
make his announcement, "but because of the government shutdown,
you can't be playing on these fields." He agreed to let us
finish out our match before we left, and as we thanked him for being
so civil about it, a woman on the opposing team chimed in:
"You
aren't being paid right now, are you?"
The
officer shook his head.
Five
minutes later, the police sergeant ripped across our field on his
motorcycle and demanded, through our poor officer who so clearly
hated to be the bearer of bad news, that we leave the field
immediately. So we prayed, and we dispersed.
The thing is, though, I really can't find it in me to complain about that episode. What I can find it in me to complain about are the effects that I'm not having to feel. Sure, I get kicked off my flag football field and can't have a weekend at the Smithsonians, but other people are working without pay, if they're working at all. Furloughed workers are having to figure out how to pay their bills in the absence of income because a self-obsessed Congress with a misplaced conscience finds it necessary to resort to threats and crises to get what they want. Not only were these workers deemed "nonessential," thereby painfully downplaying the value of their work -- they were also effectively told that their welfare wasn't worth protecting.
The thing is, though, I really can't find it in me to complain about that episode. What I can find it in me to complain about are the effects that I'm not having to feel. Sure, I get kicked off my flag football field and can't have a weekend at the Smithsonians, but other people are working without pay, if they're working at all. Furloughed workers are having to figure out how to pay their bills in the absence of income because a self-obsessed Congress with a misplaced conscience finds it necessary to resort to threats and crises to get what they want. Not only were these workers deemed "nonessential," thereby painfully downplaying the value of their work -- they were also effectively told that their welfare wasn't worth protecting.
In the meantime, everyone's reaching for silver linings. We Sojo interns baked ourselves a "shutdown cake" with the philosophy that something good ought to come out of all this (and it was, indeed, very good). Free meals, early happy hours, deferred payment plans, are all ways in which local businesses are trying to pitch in to make life a little easier and less stressful on those folks who are suffering in the shadow of petty politics. The city of DC is doing its best to weather the storm, go on as normally and possible, and dissociate itself from the people here who have made this mess.
And so we continue to wait, doing our best to support each other and sharing the hopes and prayers of Senate Chaplain Barry Black, that our leaders will admit their mistakes and repent of their pride, reclaim reasonableness, and honestly come together for the common good of the country.
For Sojourners's official take on the government shutdown, click here.