“I was thinking that it might do some good. If we robbed the Senate and took all their food.”
So, I am very busy and self absorbed.
So, I made a system.
If someone needs help and can sustain their activity toward self or world improvement for 13 consecutive days. I show up willing to help with all my power and creativity.
13 is supposed to be unlucky.
I was born on September 13.
The 13th step in recovery is naughty and not suggested.
It takes two weeks or 14 days to create a habit.
It takes me about two weeks to find resources for my projects.
So, on day 13 of the UVA Living Wage hunger strike, I showed up.
I had a plan and needed bodies to go all over grounds taking all the edible contents of all the University’s Department kitchens and possibly Carr’s Hill leaving in the food’s place quotes Ghandi had spoken during his hunger strikes.
The food would be placed on the Rotunda steps behind the hunger strikers.
I knew Spring Break was coming, so I found people to donate sleeping bags and tents, so the students could camp out in my back yard until they were allowed to return to the dorms.
I showed up thirty minutes before the 13th hour of the 13th day.
No one approached me or said hello until my friend Frank from Occupy came over and hugged me.
I divulged my plan. He told me he wasn’t sure if anyone was still on strike.
I approached the leaders and asked about the strike status.
And, the last hunger striker had Chinese the night before.
So, I left and went to Holy Comforter’s lunch soup kitchen.