The first feature documentary about Ursula K. Le Guin is in progress. To complete the National Endowment for the Humanities’ $600,000 grant to the project, producer/director Arwen Curry turned to a Kickstarter campaign to raise $80,000. That goal was met in three days. By the end of the month the campaign had brought in over $234,000 in pledges.
Look for the completed film in 2017. And THANKS to all contributors!!!
I’m posting the link to this NY Times article by Saul Elbein because it’s a valuable and heartening piece of reporting. Our media mostly cling to the myth that there aren’t any Indians any more and if there are what does it matter. News from the pipeline protest at Standing Rock all but disappeared when the veterans who’d joined it went back home. But incredible as it may seem given the winter climate of North Dakota and the political climate in DC, the protest goes on. And the article tells how it began, led by a young woman, among very poor, totally disadvantaged young people on the reservation — who saved themselves from the lethargy of despair and showed us all how to stand up for our rights and for what's right. It’s hard, these days, for young people to realise that they have power. It isn’t handed to them. The powers-that-be want them to believe they haven’t got it. But if they’ll take it, it’s always theirs — the power to stop wrong-doing, to seek a better way.
(Do NOT miss the marvelous photograph by Peter van Agtmael, about halfway through the article, of the protesters marching to meet the police barricades. Remember the old painting of “Washington Crossing the Delaware” to meet the British Army? Another winter protest…)
Every year people meet at the edge of the ocean, on the two sides of the fence between the two countries, to sing, play, and dance the music of Vera Cruz called “son jarocho.” My daughter Elisabeth has been learning this music, and this year she took a video camera to the Fandango. The fence is so high and now so thick that the people can barely see one another, but the music and love and grief and longing come through, loud and clear.