Poverty outside the Ivory Tower

Beginning 2014 Tenure, She Wrote published a great post about “Poverty inside the Ivory Tower”. I would recommend everyone to go read it and appreciate how difficult it is being poor and part of academia.

How many of my colleagues are looking down on poor people and ‘bad neighborhoods’ has always bothered me. How can you be so dismissive and disrespectful to your follow brothers and sisters only because they are poor and need help?  In the Bay Area I met many academics that bad mouthed about the Tenderloin in SF or West Oakland. Sometimes I wondered if these academics are actual talking about human beings or some kind of more primitive specimen. It hurts hearing these derogative words about your neighbors, fellows and friends. I bet many never talk with anyone living in these neighborhoods.

So here is a small story to tell you how great folks are living in these neighborhoods and the sense of community they embody.

We recently moved from West Oakland to Australia. The last couple of days of our move we were giving away goods we couldn’t move and didn’t need. This included plenty of food, bags of old spare change, towels, and other small household items. Larry and other (homeless) locals would stop by and ask if we have something else to give away. Everyone was happy to be treated with respect and get a little help to get by. Some of the locals greeted my partner and wife at the local store with ‘….thanks for feeding us all’. Great feeling to actually help. So all went well till the last day. My little family already left and I had to hand over the house. Early morning I wanted to go relax a bit going to the gym before a hectic day. Well this didn’t work out as planned. While getting ready I found that two of my bags got stollen that night one including my laptop, missing half of its keyboard, some paperwork and hiking gear for my last California trip with friends of the lab. Of course you can imagine I was pretty pissed and annoyed. How could someone steal from us when we were sharing so much? Off doing several necessary phone calls. At work using a shared computer I was getting the idea to walk through the (neighbor)hood and talk with the locals to get my stuff back. I made some handwritten leaflets with a short description and a phone number. A one-hour walk through the hood ensued and I talked with Larry, the homeless at our playground and half a dozen other folks. I explained everyone that it was annoying that folks stole from us while we gave away plenty. Everyone assured me to get in touch if they found something. Of course I wasn’t really hopeful. But hey was I in for a surprise. Later the day one of the locals gave me a call that he located one of my bags. After having it picked up. He gave me another call that night that he found some more of my stuff. The next morning the guy from our playground called me that he found a bag and inquired if it was mine. Two days later the first guy called again telling me he located nearly all the remaining stuff. Each and everyone that returned something actually needed the goods (e.g. shoes, cloths, bag) more than I did. They could have kept it all, panned or sold it on. They are really in need. But no, the sense of community and respect had bigger value for them. People actually care about you if you show them respect.

So in these situations when my fellow academics badmouth about poor people I hardly ever find the courage to speak up. In most of these situations I feel people nod and agree. Folks don’t appear to appreciate their own privilege of color, race, class and/or gender rather focusing on their own hardship and achievements. But hey everyone fought his/her own struggle and most people never had the opportunities we had.

Respect your brothers and sisters, cause we are actually all in this together.

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