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Black Mirror: Season 1 Ep. 3 "The Entire History Of You" In 20 years, cloning may be possible. In 20 years, telepathy may be possible. We could watch movies in our head, we could be able to have photographic memory. But at what cost? This isn’t magic, and superpowers aren’t going to be suddenly developed. This is due to a new technology that has been worked on that puts computer chips in our brain. These chips can allow you to surpass every natural limit as a human being, but the corporations that create them are using them for a different purpose. In a world where iPhones are dominating our lives and we have a smart everything, smart watch, smart phone, smart speaker, and smart TV, the only thing that we have left are smart people. Regular people who are enhanced to be a part of an ecosystem that thrives on everything being connected. I am one of the people who has all of these smart devices, and wonder that when everyone has these brain chips and becomes smarter people, will I be the one left behind because I don’t want one? “There’s a little number fudging here because these are just rough calculations, but let’s say the total cost of the implant without insurance is $3,000.” said Elon Musk, the founder of Neuralink in an interview about the new chip. We see that this product is extremely high tech and immediately assume that there will be no way for us to afford it. That’s what we have been told in sci-fi movies and TV shows. What those shows leave out however, is the most money these companies will make will be from working class and poor people, because we are the 99%. If, like the iPhone, companies can find a way to get us on a payment plan for this chip, they can keep us in a cycle of debt like they are doing right now. However, this time the cycle will be different. Who is to say they won’t turn off your legs if you don’t make your monthly brain chip bill? What’s stopping them from taking away your ability to see if you miss 3 months? How will you prevent them from shutting you down completely if you aren’t able to pay at all? These questions and many more swirl through my head as I wonder how far this technology will take us, and how close to the present it really is.

Poor, Homeless, Indigenous, Black/Brown peoples go on an "UnTour' to share curriculum, workshops, film, poetry, performance, and prayer to promote an innovative model to solving homelessness called Homefulness.. Broke, Black, Brown and Disabled Book UnTour The Po Poets Project, a grassroots poetry project of thehouseless, poor and indigenous peoples led movement knownas POOR Magazine, will be in LA from May 5-7th because the short film When Mama and Me Lived Outside, has won an award in the LA international Children's Film festival. The Film is based on the bi-lingual children’s book of the same name written by tiny gray-garcia and focuses on tiny and her mother's journey through homelessness in LA and the SF Bay Area. All of the Po Poets, formerly houseless, Black, Brown revolutionary poets, will be reading from their books and promoting their publications. They will also be sharing the medicine of UnSElling Mama Earth and building poor andhouseless peoples’ solutions to poverty and homelessness, what they call Homefulness. These land liberators, from all four corners of Mama Earth, will be offering readings and workshops from their newest books: How to Not Call the Po'Lice Ever and Poverty Scholarship: Poor People-Led Theory, Art, Words, and Tears Across Mama Earth. They will also be leading a Stolen Land/Hoarded Resources Tourthrough wealth-hoarding neighborhoods of LA, coloniallandmarks (KlanMarks, as tiny from POOR Magazine callsthem), threatened forests, sacred sites, museums of Anthro-Wrongology, academia as well as spaces of indigenous sovereignty to share the urgent medicine of RadicalRedistribution, LandBack, and ComeUnity Reparations. In addition to the release of this powerful How to Book- Homefulness Handbook, which details how to do the powerful work POOR Magazine poverty skolaz are doing in Oakland right now. 7 of the core youth, mama and elder leaders of this work will be leading one of their herstoric StolenLand/Hoarded Resources Tour- a prayer walk thru some of the most wealth-hoarding neighborhoods in the US with the medicine of radical redistribution and ComeUnity Reparations- the innovative models that fund Homefulness - guided and informed by the innovative theory Poverty Scholarship- The Stolen Land/Hoarded Resources Tours were launched on MamaEarth Day in 2016 by indigenous, Houseless, Disabled Black, Brown and Poor Youth, adults and Elders who "Toured" through gated, poLiced, Guarded and protected neighborhoods of extreme wealth from Park Avenue to SillyCon Valley. The tours are loosely based on the Bhoodan Movement of India launched by Vinoba Bhave, who walked through India asking wealthy "land-owners" to gift their land back to landless peoples. POOR Magazine is a very grassroots, poor and indigenous people led movement creating media, art, culture, education and solutions since 1996 POOR press is the poor people-led publishing arm of POOR Magazine dedicated to publishing the books and art of very low, no-income, homeless and incarcerated youth, adults and elders.

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By Juju Angeles As Mama Tiny says, "You cannot just put a roof on our homelessness." You can't just pop a pill, either. From dealing with fractured bones to recovering from alcoholism, Pachamama has the antidote to our continued healing. A few months ago, Israel Muñoz quit drinking cold turkey. He wanted to change his life for himself and his son. He tried to quit drinking before, but it didn't work. As a community, we decided to send him to a detox program because we didn't know how his body would react to quitting abruptly. The detox program we could afford didn't offer alternative herbal support despite the bougie ones offering homeopathy. The one reserved for Medi-Cal folks or unhoused poor folks just provided drugs. Being a revolutionary yebera, I put him on Nux Vomica 200c. I instructed him to take the homeopathy herbs whenever he desired to drink. Homeopathy is a well-researched form of healing. It has been documented on its use. You can find countless scientific articles on the efficacy of homeopathy and drug abuse recovery. Initially, he took homeopathy 4-5 times a day. He started declining his use after 2-3 weeks, some days taking none and others taking a dose. As his intake began to decline, I gave him a lower strength. He went from 200c to 30c. After 3-4 weeks of taking Nux Vomica, he has not taken it anymore. He was in detox for five days and has not taken one sip of alcohol or any pharmaceuticals for ten weeks. Allopathic medicine is just a couple hundred years old, while traditional medicine is over 60,000 years old. According to the World Health Organization, about 70% of the world's population incorporates traditional healing modalities to treat chronic issues. That is evidence that traditional healing is something that helps. This makes sense because traditional healing contains the whole person. It looks at their needs, environment, mind, body, and soul. As folks dealing with medical trauma, freeing the land is also tied to our healing and wellness, our respective medicines, and being held in our healing community. Studies show that an integrated approach to healing from all ailments and life transitions shows quicker recovery and a decrease in addiction. Mama Tiny had a bike injury and was hospitalized because she sustained a fracture, bruising, and a minor head injury. Aside from taking conventional allopathic pain relief, she has also used Arnica, Comfrey, and bodywork from our community curandera. The community and the plants rallied around her. When she returned to her doctor's appointment, her provider was shocked at how rapid her recovery was. It is important to emphasize that healing is all about integration. Studies show that traditional healers like herbalists and allopathic doctors do not get along or even like each other. I find that to be so sad. We need meaningful opportunities to not only learn and grow from one another but also serve the full spectrum of severity in our community. We need a horizontal approach from all our healthcare workers, abuelos, and herbalists. We need our community and family to provide the support that healthcare cannot offer in the home. We need the land to do all of this.

by Juju Angeles/POORmagazine povertySkola Sharena Thomas, 49—trainer, organizer, and activist at the Peoples Community Medics and Moms 4 Housing—almost died from being given a fatal pill cocktail from her doctors. “It’s been a long journey,” Thomas says. “I broke both of my hips and it took a year to get help.” In March 2021, Thomas fell and when she went to the emergency room, “The hospital treated me like I was a drug addict.” They provided her a low, over the counter dose of ibuprofen and sent her home with two broken hips. Because of the lack of medical help with her hips, Thomas heavily relied on her hands to get around. She had to hold onto walls because she wasn’t given any walking devices for support. Medi-Cal didn’t kick in until June 2021 and that is when she started to receive treatment. In June 2021, “I started to experience hard pain in my hands. I felt numbing, tingling, and pain from my fingers to my elbows. My doctor sent me to a specialist, and I was diagnosed with Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. He ran a series of neurological test that made the pain worse.” She was prescribed Gabapentin. She was supposed to receive physical therapy for her hands, but never got it. The pain in her hands got increasingly worse and her doctor kept prescribing a higher dosage of the Gabapentin, but Thomas did not take it as prescribed because of the concerns she had when she took the drug. “It made me feel sleepy and weird,” she said. When I asked her if she shared the side effects with her doctor, she said yes, “But they just ignored me.” In December 2021, Thomas finally received a hip replacement and in February 2022, she started to receive physical therapy for her hips. She was told by her doctors that because of her insurance, Medi-Cal, she could not receive physical therapy for hands as well. “All of the strain I had to do from physical therapy impacted my hands more. All the exercises they had me do triggered my hands.” She took the pain medicine strategically when she had to do long car rides, when she had to do physical therapy, when she couldn’t sleep, and when the pain would go up to her chest. She told her doctor that she had sleeping problems, and they prescribed her sleeping pills. When she took the sleeping pills and the Gabapentin together, she describes, “I felt like a blanket of darkness came over me.” She was hallucinating, blurting out nonsense, social, paranoid, and insecure. “My kids were looking at me differently.” She went back to the doctors to tell them about her blackouts and “They acted like it was nothing. My character was altered. I was suicidal and blacked out.” Thomas started to do her own research and learned that she should have not been given a mixtures of Gabapentin and the sleep aid. She learned that that is a fatal cocktail. She could have died. “They are freely giving these medicines out to the community. A lot of odd stuff is happing with violence and mental health. People are being institutionalized and tracked.” Thomas is concerned by her treatment and the treatment of poor folks who do not have a voice. Who are being experimented on and abused by the lack of care and concern by their providers. On top of all of that, Thomas was misdiagnosed. She doesn’t have Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. The doctors do not know what her current diagnosis is. Her hope is to get support so that she can get a second opinion outside of her insurance network. She needs help writing and typing a complaint. “I need help to articulate and advocate. It took me twenty five day [off of all medications] to stop crying.” Since then, she isn’t on any medicines. She needs relief and she wants answers as to why her doctors did this to her. She asked her doctor, “Why you did that to me? Don’t you know I’m somebody!” All her doctor could do was cry. She says, “I am lucky to be alive.”

From SoMa to Wood Street Commons, the unhoused suffer as the brutal sweeps continue By tiny gray-garcia aka povertyskola Rain flows down Can’t u see I’m already drowned Rain flows down There’s so much room to hold That empty sound Hard, Cold rain Into a body already drained I look up Will I survive this— I know I’m tough Is there time to save my warmest blanket My driest shoes Guess what—I got the Unhoused blues The eviction crews already came With the rain With the poLice to detain With the blood-stains And the wet chains The water-soaked brooms All the places I dream of that aren’t my rooms Hard to believe—hard to see But they’re sweeping, sweeping, in the rain Sweeping—sweeping in the rain Mama earth is crying again Just like this mama when I lost my last home and felt like dying again Mama earth is crying again I can’t ever dry my eyes again This hefty bag can’t hold all the unscreamed screams Inside again They said I have to go— It’s a sweep don’t you know But didn’t I tell you I can’t move I’m so tired tho Let the trucks come Take my pain and wash it away with this endless rain Mama— not sure how much longer I want to live to see another day The water is me—the rain fills me The depression stills me—this water—this cold—this wet blanket it will kill me The hole inside my heart It is me —Rain (Sweeping in the Rain- from the Trauma Survivor Song album by tiny)- “I can’t feel my toes, my shoes have been wet since last week,” said Johnny X, a RoofLessradio reporter hiding behind a pole with his shopping cart in the South of Market area of San Francisco. “DPW and police came on multiple days all last week to tell us to move in the middle of the worse rains. It was weird, “I was like, really, isn’t there something more important you gotta do?” Johnny continued to tell me that he was in one of the Shelter in Place motels, in San Francisco original SIP placements for the pandemic, but then Mayor London Breed phased that out and transitioned him into a navigation center, which he couldn’t tolerate with his autism and palsy. He was terrified there, he tried to get back into a motel, but was told that program was “over” and has now retreated to a life on the streets of San Francisco struggling with endless sweeps. Residents of Wool Street Commons are fighting back against an eviction effort. Here, Wood Street Commons and Homefulness together at the POORmagazine street writing workshop. Photo by Israel Munoz POORmagazine Thanks to the warrior work of Coalition on Homelessness and Lawyers Committee for Civil Rights, a lawsuit was filed against the Breed Administration to stop the violent sweeps that wreak havoc on houseless, disabled, elders, and all people’s lives, but as reported by Johnny and many roofLess radio reporters, they have continued. “We are creating our own solutions right here at Wood Street Commons, what we need is for the city to cancel these sweeps,” said John Janosko in his Wood Street Wire report for POOR Magazine (POOR Magazine has launched a series of RoofLess Radio street-writing workshops with houseless community at Wood Street Commons). John explained in the second dispatch from the WSW that the City of Oakland is planning yet another sweep starting January 9-20th. Sweeps kill Saturday night at approximately 6pm, a houseless sister was killed by a falling tree in 70 mph winds. Her death is directly correlated with the ongoing and violent sweeps that happen in urban settings like Sacramento that result in us getting pushed deeper and deeper into unsafe rural areas where we are vulnerable to fires, tree falls and floods. The Ross Sweep of several years ago led to the death of Desiree Quintero in the settler tourist town known as Santa Cruz. “We are just holding onto our tarps for dear life.” Alison, hiding behind a rock in an unincorporated area of Richmond, has been praying to stay alive. “We had a little encampment in the park near here, but the park police forced us to move, we lost most of our good tents, and are now hiding wherever we can.” “We had to lose most of our stuff because the Coyote River swelled so big,” Alejandro reported to RoofLEss Radio from San Jose. As reported on Papelesparatodos, the city of San Jose received more than $3 million dollars in services but none of it really supports any houseless people, but it does support sweeping houseless people. Advocates in San Jose ended up having to fill in where the city has left off. Sadly, nothing new there. All across the bay, powerful grassroots, on-the-ground movements like CCSF collective, communitybuildingcollective, Food Not Bombs, Omni Commons, Hotels Not Hospitals, DefundSFPDnow, Anti-Police Terror Project and more along with poor and houseless people-led movements like POOR Magazine-RoofLEssRadio, Wood Street Commons, Self-Help Hunger program, Sacramento Homeless Union and Peoples Park have stepped up to take care of us. Providing blankets, tents, tarps, food, clothes, love, and support as well as hotel rooms to scores of houseless residents all across the Bay. Closing warming shelters in the cold “The warming shelters of Berkeley should be open 24/7 but they close all the time, so much so that a lot of us don’t even try to get there, cuz we don’t have phones and don’t know if they will be open or not,” Elisa, 64, explained to me from under her sleeping bag near the shoreline at Berkeley. As people should remember, the badass houseless warriors at Where do We Go Berkeley had created a safe haven near the shoreline, only to have it continually destroyed and removed by CalTrans weekly. In the end, the City of Berkeley and CalTrans fenced off the entire area where so many of us houseless people found covered shelter. Now the houseless of Berkeley do their best to stay alive, much less warm or dry. “I don’t know why the City of Berkeley can’t be prepared, these emergencies have happened before,” said advocate and warrior for the people, Paul Kealoha-Blake from Consider the Homeless at a protest at City of Berkeley led by Peoples Park and advocates for houseless povertyskolaz in Berkeley on Sunday, on the one day of good weather before more storms were planned to come to town. “People were waiting outside the warming shelter many nights throughout these storms, and they wouldn’t let folks in. We know that a lot of us organizers are creating our own solutions like Omni Commons, but we also need the city to do better,” said Aidan Hill, warrior for truth and liberation at Peoples Park. “Every time I was able to get into a warming shelter, they would throw me out at 5am,” said Israel Munoz, formerly houseless resident leader of Homefulness. While these terrifying storms of understandably angry Mama Earth rage on, eleven of us houseless people of Homefulness are safe under roofs in rent-free forever housing; Broken Cloud, fifteen years on the street, Juju, three years housing insecure and houseless, Angel Heart, more than ten years housing insecure and houseless, Israel, five years unhoused and swept, Dee, three years housing insecure one year evicted, me, Tiny, and my son ten years houseless, two years houseless and then two years mold poisoned and houseless, Muteado and his mama twelve years housing insecure and evicted. Amir, two years houseless with mama, Teo, ten years houseless, Akil, evicted and displaced from SF. If the land was to become ours the possibilities are endless. Our community is already thriving! So with some land ownership we would be able to thrive even more, help people more. —John Janosko, unhoused resident at Wood Street Commons in the Wood Street Wire #2 The governor could do something that wouldn’t cost any money to anyone or cause any extra work…put out an order to Stop the Sweeps… —Lydia Heather Blumberg, resident of Wood Street Commons Once again, in these brutal rains, it is not the settler governments that actually support us. In fact, they have proven time and time again—as I said in my last story Decolonizing Homelessness —to attempt to kill us, maim us, sweep us and/or incarcerate us away. This continues to be ironic to me considering homelessness, sweeps, and poverty are clearly results of the violent, unsustainable system of krapitalism (my Tiny word for Capitalism). “Solving” homelessness by sweeping, cleaning, moving, incarcerating, intimidating homeless people will never work. And as Lydia said, it’s really so simple and yet never adhered to: Stop the Sweeps. Period. I would add, listen to us. Period. In the end, the message is the same as it always is from this povertyskola, from all of us povertyskolaz—we have our own solutions. Wood Street Commons, Peoples Park for the People, Homefulness, these are solutions We are building, living, mamafesting, healing, care-giving, visioning, creating and lifting them up. Listen to us. Wood Street Commons is asking people to call the new mayor of Oakland to ask her to Stop the Sweeps of Wood Street Commons, slated for the next two weeks. Berkeley is asking for full-time open Warming shelters, San Jose is asking to use the $3 million for actual support and housing and warning systems for houseless people. POOR Magazine is asking wealth-hoarders/land inheritors, people with different forms of privilege to attend the upcoming January session of PeopleSkool and learn how to radically redistribute and heal from the multiple lies of violent krapitalism, We also invite people to an upcoming Theatre of the POOR production; Crushing Wheelchairs, about the violence of sweeps at the Redstone Building on Sunday, Feb 12th at 4pm. A second showing will be performed in Oakland at Pianofight on Sunday, Feb 26th at 2pm. More info email poormag@gmail.com

POOR Magazine RoofLESS radio report- Vision and Solution Statement- the beginning of the Wood Street Commons, Landless/Homeless peoples self-determined MamaFesto(Manifesto) Informe de radio de POOR Magazine RoofLESS- declaración de visión y solución- el comienzo de Wood Street Commons, pueblos sin tierra / sin hogar autodeterminados MamaFesto (Manifiesto) The following writings were created at a street-writing workshop at WoodStreetCommons Neighborhood in West Huchuin (Oakland) 1. I am John Janosko a resident of the Wood St Commons 2. The problem at wood street: The scheduled eviction Jan 9-20! No garbage removal service! No land ownership! City fucking with us instead of helping us! 3. What is Wood St Commons? Wood St Commons is my home, it is our home! Wood St. Commons is a resource center for the unhoused residents of west Oakland and the bay area Wood St Commons is a safe place for our unhoused community It is my life my everything my existence! 4. The land to become ours and from there the possibilities are endless. Our community is already thriving! So with some land ownership we would be able to thrive even more, help people more Community gardens Bigger clothing closet Bigger food distribution Create employment for our unhoused family More events that could benefit the overall community Free housing Homeless helping homeless around the world The possibilities are endless 1. Yo soy John Janosko un residente de los Wood St. Commons 2. El problema en Wood Street: ¡El desalojo programado del 9 al 20 de enero! ¡No hay servicio de recolección de basura! ¡No a la propiedad de la tierra! ¡Ciudad follando con nosotros en lugar de ayudarnos! 3. ¿Qué es Wood St Commons? Wood st commons es mi casa, es nuestro hogar! Wood St. Commons es un centro de recursos para los residentes desalojados del oeste de Oakland y el área de la bahía Wood St commons es un lugar seguro para nuestra comunidad desalojada Es mi vida mi todo mi existencia! 4. La tierra se convertirá en nuestra y a partir de ahí las posibilidades son infinitas. ¡Nuestra comunidad ya está prosperando! Entonces, con algo de propiedad de la tierra podríamos prosperar aún más, ayudar a las personas más Jardines comunitarios armario de ropa más grande distribución de alimentos más grande Crear empleo para nuestra familia desalojada más eventos que podrían beneficiar a la comunidad en general Vivienda gratuita sin hogar Ayudando a las personas sin hogar en todo el mundo Las posibilidades son infinitas 1. I’m Jaz a resident Wood St commons, volunteering mutual aid support at encampments across Oakland 2. City is destroying a thriving community resources for unhoused folks in West Oakland and beyond Money mismanaged 3. Community hub, kitchen, meals, donation station, medical center, repair center 4. Self governed Community care for each other and the land Meet people where they’re at Put resources in community services to help people thrive whatever that means for them 1. Soy Jaz, residente de Wood St commons, voluntaria de apoyo de ayuda mutua en campamentos en todo Oakland 2. La ciudad está destruyendo los recursos de una comunidad próspera para las personas sin hogar en West Oakland y más allá Dinero mal administrado 3. Centro comunitario, cocina, comidas, estación de donación, centro médico, centro de reparación 4. Autogobernado La comunidad se cuida mutuamente y a la tierra Recibe a las personas donde están Ponga recursos en servicios comunitarios para ayudar a las personas a prosperar, lo que sea que eso signifique para ellos 1. Hello my name is LaMonté Ford and I am an unhoused homeless advocate and one of the board members for Wood Street Commons 2. This is the result of a systemic action that was enacted to reverse the rise of the entrepreneur American Black man. This area was saturated with drugs and a liquor store on almost every block, 2nd schools were practically defunded. The youth had no outlets in order to vent 3. Here at Wood Street Commons we allow the cohesion to happen organically strengthening positive behavior and calling folks out when the negative surfaces. Here at Wood Street we offer (without the aid of the city) a variety of services as well as providing basic needs essential to a continuity of life ie., Food, water, a sense of ownership, comradery, and clothing and blankets. 4. I see Wood Street Commons as an open environment that serves all the homelessness in West Oakland. Where folks can reacclimate themselves back into society or just a more productive individual that will gain the skills to if the individual wants to do that if not out resident will have the skills to train the next resident. 1. Hola, mi nombre es LaMonté Ford y soy una defensora de personas sin hogar y uno de los miembros de la junta directiva de Wood Street Commons 2. Este es el resultado de una acción sistémica que se promulgó para revertir el ascenso del empresario estadounidense negro. Esta zona estaba saturada de drogas y una tienda de licores en casi cada cuadra, escuelas secundarias fueron prácticamente desfinanciadas. La juventud no tenía salidas para desahogarse 3. Aquí en Wood Street Commons permitimos que la cohesión ocurra orgánicamente fortaleciendo el comportamiento positivo y llamando a la gente cuando lo negativo emerge. Aquí en Wood Street ofrecemos (sin la ayuda de la ciudad) una variedad de servicios, así como proporcionar necesidades básicas esenciales para una continuidad de la vida, es decir, alimentos, agua, un sentido de propiedad, camaradería, y ropa y mantas. 4. Veo a Wood Street Commons como un ambiente abierto que sirve a todos los desamparados en West Oakland. Donde la gente puede reaclimatarse a sí misma de nuevo en la sociedad o simplemente un individuo más productivo que ganará las habilidades para si el individuo quiere hacer que si no fuera residente tendrá las habilidades para entrenar al próximo residente. 1. Jared DeFigh - A wonderer, thinker, feeler, speaker/writer, warrior of love 2. Our community flies in the face of established hierarchies and their practices and inflexible practitioners 3. A dynamic living community of regenerative integrity and care Trash community Water “openness” Peace material free-flow-commons 4. The first of many free spaces where those disposed and/or disinterested in the status quo can go and build a life as deeply embedded in the greater community as they wish. For those sites to grow into a living network of effortless support and limitless joy for all. 1. Jared DeFigh - Un maravillante, pensador, sensibler, orador / escritor, guerrero del amor 2. Nuestra comunidad va en contra de las jerarquías establecidas y sus prácticas y practicantes inflexibles 3. Una comunidad viva dinámica de integridad regenerativa y cuidado Comunidad de basura Agua "apertura" Material de paz libre flujo común 4. El primero de muchos espacios libres donde aquellos dispuestos y/o desinteresados en el status quo pueden ir y construir una vida tan profundamente arraigada en la comunidad mayor como deseen. Para que esos sitios crezcan en una red viva de apoyo sin esfuerzo y alegría ilimitada para todos. 1. Jon Sullivan (they/them) - I am a Wood Street Commons Comrade seeking radical change to the land and housing system. 2. The Wood Street Commons and most poor people are struggling with the commodification and privatization of land. Through the capitalist system. The capitalist class sees the commons as a threat instead of a right that all people are born with. 3. It is a cooperative community by design. 4. -Cooperatively owned land -taken off the speculative market - Social housing model that permanently houses people - Access to cooperatively owned business for sustainability 1. Jon Sullivan (elle/elle) - Soy un camarada de Wood Street Commons que busca un cambio radical en el sistema de tierras y vivienda. 2. Los Comunes de Wood Street y la mayoría de los pobres están luchando con la mercantilización y privatización de la tierra. A través del sistema capitalista. La clase capitalista ve los bienes comunes como una amenaza en lugar de un derecho con el que todas las personas nacen. 3. Es una comunidad cooperativa por diseño. 4. -Tierras de propiedad cooperativa: retiradas del mercado especulativo -Modelo de vivienda social que alberga permanentemente a las personas -Acceso a negocios de propiedad cooperativa para la sostenibilidad

By Audrey CandyCorn aka SistahSaveASoul January 5th, 2023 23 things to throw away in 2022, and the new year is here. 2023—how quickly has the time gone by. Starting back in March of 2020 the big Coronavirus hit, it seems like from that starting point time has sped up triple-time. 3 years have come and gone. My children, they are now towering over me. My youngest is 14 and my middle child is 19 and my oldest child WOULD BE 24. All 5 years apart, we’re all purging and growing in spirit. I often miss him. I'm learning how to let go of physical tangible relatable things…items. Items of my past lives stuffed and big black bags and brown paper boxes. Oh, but I've had a breakthrough. It started with a big black bag and the pile of stuff brought to the surface and centered in the middle of the floor of my living room. Every loose piece that my eyes could see I gathered. Obviously, these pieces needed a stationary place to be. Not strolled all over the place openly displayed, things had begun to get a little bit out of hand. All these items needed a place, a space of their own to be placed. Easier said than done. Well, I decided to pick 23 things to get rid of. Starting with: 1# all old papers 2# anything that was not legible 3# old make up 4# my tooth brush 5# old bra and panties #6 old clothing #7 old shoes #8 not working cords #9 old food in refrigerator #10 old cups #11 old plates 12# useless pens 13# dried out markers 14# manicuring pedicuring set 15# old appliances I don't use 16# outdated canned goods 17# tarnished fake jewelry 18# throw away holey bags of all kinds 19# got rid of books 20# old outdated faded purses #21 appliances with missing parts #22 old lotions #23 old nail polish It's taken some time to complete the task. But the day is here. It has come, ground zero has been broken. I'm ready for takeoff, the blessing in it all is the simple fact that there are some patterns that come with certain behaviors which pay tribute to the cause and effect. It wasn't until I realized the struggle I kept losing to over and over again. It was because I had no structure to the madness. I had a method that wasn't very functional. I needed a system, and one that worked... My mind was used to kind of getting it done however it got done, unorthodox and scrambled, yielding 100% to me and my effort to clean, to declutter, to unorder and to free myself. Piece by piece… It's been 3 years since coronavirus first hit—a lot has shifted and changed. The world As We Know It has catapulted into a new world, sliding into a one world order slowly but surely. Reading us of how we know life to be included in the way we clean. I took an oath, and I am determined to keep on with the keeping on of the mission: Of decluttering my home.

Presentamos RoofLessRadio PovertySkola Reporteros de Wood Street Commons Introducing RoofLessRadio PovertySkola Reporters from Wood Street Commons Las siguientes historias fueron creadas por nuevos reporteros de povertySkola en el taller de escritura callejera de POORmagazine en WoodStreetCommons - The following HERstories and Histories were created by new povertySkola reporters in the POORmagazine street-writing workshop at WoodStreetCommons Monte - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reporter My loss of family and now the threat of losing the community that has saved my life. Not sure what it will look like but I’m sure it won’t be a a good picture, for anytime the city comes to evict, they usually come with the cops and arrive without empathy or understanding. They come weaponized with one mission on their minds… to push and pull the destruction of what I call home and many call home. This places houses my family and friends. I will fight to keep the love, sustainability, and growth of the community. - Monte - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reportero Mi pérdida de mi familia y ahora la amenaza de perder la comunidad que ha salvado mi vida en. No estoy seguro de cómo se verá, pero estoy seguro de que no será una buena imagen, para cada vez que la ciudad viene a desalojar, suelen venir con los policías y llegar sin empatía o comprensión de. Vienen armados con una misión en sus mentes… para empujar y tirar de la destrucción de lo que yo llamo hogar y muchos llaman hogar. Este lugar alberga a mi familia y amigos. Lucharé para mantener el amor, la sostenibilidad y el crecimiento de la comunidad. John - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reporter The beeping noise over and over again. It stops, you all have five minutes to get what you can. After that all I see is dump trucks Caltrans workers, Highway patrol officers. My brothers and me and some groupies half dressed and fucking tired of moving every fucking week. over and over again. What the fuck! So now we all are across the street watching our camp site be destroyed! All our stuff again! being crunched up for what? Maybe because karma/ is a motherfucker and me and my brother are the best fucking bike thieves that ever lived. Maybe it’s god telling us to get right? maybe we are just the scum of the earth and thats that. No, thats not it. But For some reason today it feel like I’m back to square one. I need this shit to stop I need people to hear my brothers voices I need to know what the Fuck is going on in America. I need you to stop sweeping us I need the beeping to stop I need to know my life is not trash I need to know so that I can understand! I don’t care but I do CARE and I don’t understand why they don’t understand. - John - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reportero El pitido sonará una y otra vez sobre. Se detiene, todos tienen cinco minutos para conseguir lo que puedas. Después de eso, todo lo que veo son camiones de volteo, trabajadores de Caltrans, oficiales de la patrulla de carreteras. Mis hermanos y yo y algunos groupies de medio vestidos y follando cansados de moverse cada maldita semana. una y otra vez. ¡Qué mierda! Así que ahora todos estamos al otro lado de la calle viendo nuestro sitio de campamento ser destruido! Todas nuestras cosas de nuevo! ¿están aplastados para qué? Tal vez porque KARMA / es un hijo de puta y yo y mi hermano son los mejores ladrones de bicicletas que jamás haya vivido. ¿Quizás es dios diciéndonos que hagamos lo correcto? tal vez somos solo la escoria de la tierra y eso es eso. No, eso no. Pero por alguna razón hoy siento que estoy de vuelta a cuadrado uno. Necesito esta mierda para detener a Necesito que la gente escuche a mis hermanos voces Necesito saber lo que la mierda está pasando en Estados Unidos. Necesito que dejes de barrernos. Necesito el pitido para detener. Necesito saber que mi vida no es basura. Necesito saber para que pueda entender! No me importa pero sí ME IMPORTA y no entiendo por qué no entiende. Jon Sullivan (they/them) - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reporter That feeling of failure. that feeling of individual aloneness that comes creeping into my mind because of this capitalist system. Every time that I fail, get evicted, can't earn a living wage. The loneliness creeps in. The deafening roar of the system chews me up and spits me out without missing a step. But only recently have I learned that the capitalist system was designed this way. This fact brings me peace and has brought me into a community that has been effected in various ways. The poor people's community brings wisdom, care, and a deep desire for revolution. - Jon Sullivan (elle/elle) - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reportero Esa sensación de fracaso. esa sensación de soledad individual que viene arrastrando a a mi mente debido a este sistema capitalista. Cada vez que fracasa, me desalojan, no puede ganar a un salario digno. La soledad se arrastra adentro. El rugido ensordecedor del sistema me mastica y me escupe sin perder un paso. Pero solo recientemente he aprendido que el sistema capitalista fue diseñado de esta manera. Este hecho me trae paz y me ha traído a una comunidad que ha sido efectuada de varias maneras. La comunidad de personas pobres trae sabiduría, cuidado, y un profundo deseo de revolución. Jaz - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reporter Unguaranteed futures, part of me were safe an unexplained safety, a safety unpacked over time, a safety with a cost, a safety at the expense of others Parts of me unexplained to me parts that were unsafe Parts of me that I found in others because they had words for what I could not describe about myself but knew intrinsically something in my bone and spirit that did not quite fit in the world that those that mattered the most to me wanted me to live in. I danced in that world trying to get in tune with what it was that didn’t feel right What it was that felt cold, manipulative, empty, scared about what could be around the corner, empty kindness built on expectations that people believed without knowing why they believed, that they wanted me to believe but I could never justify Like why my father could slash my moms tires and still claim to be the victim like how he could throw shit at her and scream, but she was the “bitch” that he could throw my body around and turn around and say he loved me When I realized my fathers ways were a microcosm of the ways of the capitalist white world. I cracked open and released a flood that could seek out root systems of real love, tangible love, constant ever changing love, love not built on words nor merely actions but a love that just is. Love like a driving force that laughs in the face of greed because it has no need for it love that cries in the face of fear because it know it and flows thru it to treat it and heal it - Jaz - WoodStreetCommons povertySkola reportero Futuros no garantizados, una parte de mí era segura, una seguridad inexplicable, una seguridad desempaquetada con el tiempo, una seguridad con un costo, una seguridad a expensas de los demás. Partes de mí inexplicables para mí partes de que eran inseguras Partes de mí que encontré en otros porque tenían palabras para lo que no podía describir sobre mí mismo, pero sabían intrínsecamente algo en mi hueso y espíritu que no encajaba del todo en el mundo que los que más me importaban querían que yo viviera. Bailé en ese mundo de tratando de sintonizar con lo que era que no se sentía bien Lo que era lo que se sentía frío, manipulador, vacío, asustado por lo que podría estar a la vuelta de la esquina, bondad vacía construida sobre las expectativas de que la gente creía sin que supiera por qué creían, Que querían que me creyera, pero nunca podía justificar a como por qué mi padre podía cortar los neumáticos de mi madre y aún así reclamar ser la víctima como la forma en que podía lanzar mierda a su y gritar, pero ella era la “perra” que podía tirar mi cuerpo alrededor de y dar la vuelta y decir que me amaba. Cuando me di cuenta de que los caminos de mi padre eran un microcosmos de los caminos del mundo blanco capitalista. Me abrió y liberé un de inundación que podría buscar sistemas raíz de amor real, amor tangible, amor constante en constante cambio, amor no construido sobre palabras ni acciones sino un amor que simplemente es. El amor como una fuerza que se ríe en la cara de la codicia porque no tiene necesidad de ello El amor que llora en la cara del miedo porque lo conoce y fluye a través de él para tratarlo y sanarlo ti Johaniscapery A word is EXample OF truth but truth is our Action that Change Can happen if we Allowed our change to happen when speak truth The wow And for every A Lie can be our mistake but truth can be a A lot to those and Lie can be The word or many governing us all but if it hurts then let truth be that hurt today comes with Action and not but wants but be showing and one day we will be All Saved but will And not wants wants is not but seen through EYES that might get us killed but will is the need to DO and get it done and be that will it is Done bye Love. not but wt wants more and can will and round us all All but God will give all IF we can say care is a will not want and it need $ need can get us All kille but it more food bills to survive is a want to others out to me it is a will with our not or nothing. - Johaniscapery Una palabra es un ejemplo DE verdad, pero la verdad es nuestra Acción que el Cambio puede suceder si Permitimos que nuestro cambio sucediera cuando diga la verdad el wow y por cada Una Una mentira ¿Puede ser nuestro error, pero la verdad puede ser un mucho para ellos y la mentira puede Sea la palabra o muchos que nos gobiernan todos, pero si duele, entonces deje la verdad sé que duela hoy viene con Acción y no, pero quiere, sino que se muestra y un día seremos todos salvados pero seremos y No quereres quereres no es sino visto a través de OJOS que podría hacernos matar pero disponer es la necesidad de HACER y hacer It y ser que lo hará Está hecho bye Amor. No pero wt quiere más y puede y nos redondea a todos, pero Dios va dar todo SI podemos decir cuidado es una voluntad no quiere y necesita $ necesita puede conseguir todos matados pero es más comida bills para sobrevivir es un deseo de a otros para mí es un will con nuestro no o nada. ANONYMOUS Why doesn’t my family want to be around me? Am I that hard to get along with? Is my gluten free/shellfish free/msg free diet actually such an unreasonable ask at family gatherings? Are people just tired of hearing the truth? Or losing arguments to pure logic and verifiable facts? The thing that causes the most pain every single day of my life is not having my daughter near me. I spent the past five years in this spot and many years before that in other places doing anything that I thought would help me create a safe space where my daughter would be happy to be there with me, but no matter what I do towards the end it seems like all I can do is FAIL FAIL FAIL. And the worst part is not knowing why… why won’t she tell me about her important school functions? Why won’t she come to any party I invite her to? Why can’t she see me on a school night. ANÓNIMO ¿Por qué mi familia no quiere estar a mi alrededor? ¿Soy tan difícil de llevarse bien con? ¿Es mi dieta sin gluten/sin mariscos/sin msg realmente una pregunta tan irrazonable en las reuniones familiares? ¿Están las personas cansadas de escuchar la verdad? ¿O perder argumentos a la lógica pura y los hechos verificables? Lo que causa más dolor todos los días de mi vida es no tener a mi hija cerca de mí. Pasé los últimos cinco años en este lugar y muchos años antes en otros lugares haciendo cualquier cosa que pensé que me ayudaría a crear un espacio seguro donde mi hija estaría feliz de estar allí conmigo, Pero no importa lo que hago hacia el final, parece que todo lo que puedo hacer es FALLAR FALLAR FALLAR. Y lo peor es no saber por qué... ¿Por qué no me habla de sus importantes funciones escolares? ¿Por qué no viene a ninguna fiesta a la que la invito? ¿Por qué no puede verme en una noche de escuela?

Please join POORmagazine/Homefulness in signing this important letter of support for Wood Street Commons here as they face another eviction on Janurary 9th Image of previous evictions of Wood Street Commons Residents from Wood Street Commons Letter contents reposted from WoodStreetCommons (original link): ​DATE: 12/21/22 TO: The West Oakland community, its leaders, and any/all concerned individuals who have an interest in the threat that our community faces FROM: Wood Street Commons residents SUBJECT: STAND WITH WOOD STREET RESIDENTS—A SIGN-ON LETTER OF SUPPORT Hello, My name is Jessica Blalock, but I most commonly answer to “Freeway”. My husband, Joel, and I are residents of the Wood Street Commons, and today I am writing to you on behalf of our community. We need your help. Since 2018, the Wood Street settlement has blossomed as a place of refuge for many of Oakland’s unhoused citizens. The majority of us were displaced when the city conducted sweeps at other encampments. Through one avenue, or another, we found a home on Wood St. The numbers started small, then grew over the last few years. But something else grew as well, our sense of community and belonging. Throughout our time here, we’ve worked cooperatively with the city and various organizations, some of which have been commissioned to serve us. With every demand by these institutions, we have risen to the occasion and worked together to see that our proverbial side of the street was kept clean. However, despite the promises made by the powers that be, more often than not, our cooperation was ignored and our own needs and requests have fallen on deaf ears. We have watched, disheartened, as the land that we were once told we could be on, was suddenly snatched away from us, often with little or no notice. All too often, we’re left with very few, if any, of our belongings, and shuffled around from one plot of land to another like cattle with fear and intimidation, all too familiar tactics used to insure our cooperation. This grief was felt again most recently at the shocking news of the impending January 9th eviction. Is it such a coincidence that the day that our city is to celebrate the inauguration of our new mayor, Sheng Thao, is the same day as the evictions. We had been making such great strides before this eviction notice, such as: the bike ride to Sacramento to raise awareness of our fight here, the charitable peer outreach program, “Homeless Helping Homeless”, spearheaded by our own, John Janosko (ig: @woodstreetcommons), our community efforts and celebrations of triumph in City Hall, the recognition of our individual community members’ birthdays, our resource fairs, etc. We are human beings, no different than our housed counterparts. We are artists, activists, chefs, carpenters, teachers, students, caretakers–we have different strengths and weaknesses, and we don’t always see eye-to-eye. But when the chips are down and one of us is in trouble, we band together to pull that individual up. Now, it’s our settlement that needs the support of the greater Oakland community. We are citizens of this city too and as such we have basic rights. We aren't asking for outlandish requests to be honored. All we are asking is for the local government to make good on the promises they have not delivered. Promises which so far have been empty and unfulfilled. By signing your name in support of Wood Street Commons residents, you are showing our city that from this moment on We Stand United - housed and unhoused and the indifference that has preceded us until now is over. Desmond Tutu once said, “If you choose to be silent in the face of oppression, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.” We cannot afford to wait any longer to have our voices heard. Everyday that passes is a day closer to the demolition of everything we’ve strived to achieve. Our deepest appreciation and gratitude in advance and may you and yours have a safe and festive holiday season. Sincerely, The residents of the Wood Street Commons Please sign up for our text alert system for updates and to stay connected. Text : wood to +1 (205) 354-6992 -- Please sign the letter of support for Wood Street Commons here

By Ziair Hughes In New York there is a lot of poverty just like in California. Almost on every block you will see someone houseless. Eric Adams, the mayor of New York, is “finding a solution to homelessness.” He has ordered many sweeps and has spent millions on police and sanitation workers. He also said he would put 171 million towards shelters— instead, it went to sweeps and more. But he's “helping” homelessness. On Tuesday we went to Caltrans to deliver our F.O.I.As ( FREEDOM OF IMFORMATION ACT) to find out the budget of these sweeps. Here are some of the speakers: “Are they housing people, are they feeding people?” said John Janasko (resident from Wood Street) when talking about Caltrans, referring to the sweeps that they’re doing. No, they are not feeding people or housing them, and we can obviously see that every time Caltrans interacts with encampments, they terrorize the residents by sweeping them, power washing and taking their belongings. “Caltrans has shown reckless negligence in their actions,” said Delphine. Caltrans says they only throw away trash, but a lot of Wood Street residents have lost important personal items such as, IDs, birth certificates, and wheelchairs from Caltrans moving carelessly. “In the sweeps I lost pictures of my daughter that I don't get to see,” said T.J Johnson from Coalition On Homelessness. This is an example of reckless negligence. poLice at Caltrans sweep of Wood Street residents The action at Oakland Caltrans is very similar to the actions of Mayor Adams of New York. He announced a plan to involuntarily remove mentally ill people from the city's streets and hospitalize those who cannot care for themselves, but some experts have expressed skepticism. Nobody should be forced to get off the streets and put into rehabs while having a mental illness. That, to me, is very evil. One of my teachers said, “You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink,” meaning you can give someone an opportunity but not force them to take it. New York is one of the most famous states in my opinion and it always attracts newcomers, now every state has a suburb/tourist area. New York has a couple places like that, and if New York has poverty and homelessness everywhere, that's not going to attract tourists. What Mayor Adams is doing is actually propaganda faking for the camera to push his agenda. Once again, all the money he put towards destroying and sweeping houseless people's homes could have at least gone to buying apartments/hotels and homes— that’s the real solution. Council members, mayors, and Presidents of all states try to overlook the solution when it’s in fact a very easy formula to help stop homelessness.

By Nija G. Caltrans workers on their way to evict poor people at Wood Street It’s a familiar experience for many unhoused people in the Bay Area: to leave their encampment for a few hours and return to find their tents, clothes, bikes, and family heirlooms taken or trashed. And this happens almost weekly. The police and Caltrans workers treat these homeless people like trash, spraying them with high-pressure hoses and things and putting their personal belongings in trash compactors. They feel like your stuff is trash and they will throw it away. Many people have lost important items such as IDs, birth certificates, SSNs, and other things. At the Freedom of Information action the academy did, John J. from Wood Street said, “They are not housing us. Instead, they sweep us from one side of the street to the other side of the street.” Sweeps happen very often depending on where the poor people are located in the city. There are a lot more sweeps happening because of the street cleaning and city complaints about trash and smells. Many of the residents that live near encampments talk about how the homeless people make their neighborhood look bad and how they deserve a cleaner California. But it's hard to have a cleaner Cali when the cost of food gets higher and people are being put out of their houses daily and rents are on the rise. John is a part of the Wood Street Community that got swept back in September. Wood Street Collective was home to many. The community has grown over the last 11 years. A huge piece of the encampment is gone. The encampment was spread over 25 city blocks and housed over 300 homeless people. I got to see Wood Street myself and it was a ghost town when I got there. No people, no art, no murals, just stuff in piles. Wood Street Collective was not just homeless people in one space together, it was a solution for everybody. One of the things that John J. said was that “Cal-Trans ain't here to help us even though they act like it.” Many people with the power to help are not. At the Freedom of Information action, Decolonize, Stolen Belongings, Collision Homelessness, and Wood Street members made a physical attempt to deliver a Freedom of Information Act because a lot of everyone's so-called heroes are hiding the truth from everyone. 29 Wood Street members from the encampment fought for a TRO against the agency, stating that the state would be putting them in danger by evicting them with nowhere to go. The state ordered Cal-trans to find shelter for the residents, then gave the okay for the sweep after only 40 local shelter beds were open, leaving 160 people on the streets with barely any of their stuff. One of the things happening right now that is causing homelessness in my area is the cost of the new homes that the city is putting up. The cost is too high compared to the old buildings. The new buildings are being built and the old ones are getting taken down, meaning that the people who originally lived there had to move out and were moved elsewhere, and most didn't come back because of the new high cost of everything, leaving them to their family or the streets.