Standing in Solidarity with Kentucky’s Teachers

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Photo by Michael Reaves/Special to the Daily News

Why did Kentucky legislators have to take away from teacher pensions? Why is there not enough money to make their pensions sustainable? Is it because they cut the un-mined minerals tax so coal companies and other absentee land companies wouldn’t have to pay their share? Is it because they were giving millions of dollars of tax breaks to the Ark Experience in Northern Kentucky?
 
This is why we have to be knowledgeable about what our politicians do after they are voted into office. They help themselves, their rich friends, their campaign contributors. They siphon public monies away from helping regular people and fixing problems for the working classes. Then expect everyone to believe they are fixing budget issues and elminating big government so we will all continue to have a chance at achieving the American dream.

One day, I hope we all wake up and realize that corporate politicians are living the American dream by forcing us all to live and work in a nightmare.

The Only Way Out for Appalachia’s Coalfields

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Looking out from Cooks Fork near Clintwood, Virginia | Nick Mullins

The boom and bust cycles of coal markets have always worked to the advantage of coal companies while leaving Appalachian communities to suffer.  In many of Central Appalachia’s coal-producing counties, over 90% of the mineral rights are owned by absentee owners who manipulate local and state governments to keep property taxes low on their holdings. When markets are up, coal companies open mines and extract coal as hard and fast as possible. When the markets are down, they idle or close their mines, file bankruptcy to get out of mine reclamation costs and/or debts to their employees, and rename their corporations to prepare for the next spike in coal prices.

Economic Desperation Blackens Coal Miner’s Lungs—Not Ignorance

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Back lung among Appalachia’s coal miners has once again made national headlines, and in almost clock-work fashion, many self-righteous individuals took to social media channels to deplore Appalachia’s presidential voting choices. Some of the more common remarks have been, “That’s what they get,” while others attempt to benignly question the region’s intelligence with questions such as, “Why do they vote against their best interests?”

Being from Appalachia, having worked in the dust myself, and having seen the choices my father and many other miners have had to make, I can assure you that the issue is much more complex than over-simplified, stereotypical assumptions about Appalachian people. Continue reading

Exploiting Appalachia’s Heroes

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Photo Nick Mullins

Since I left the mines and joined the ranks of people fighting for justice in our world, I’ve met many people who I consider to be honest-to-God heroes. They are the local organizers who rose up in their own communities and sacrificed nearly everything to do what was right. They are the faces of truth, justice, and equality in a world dominated by wealth and unethical business practices. Continue reading

Civil Rights and the All Mighty Economy

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When I attended Clintwood High School throughout the mid-90s, there was an amazing lack of ethnic diversity.  Our school was 99.8% white. The one student of color who attended CHS had been adopted and raised by a white family. It goes without saying that we had a very limited understanding of diversity. What little we did know came in the form of 80’s and 90’s whitewashed television programming pulled in with our 10-foot diameter c-band satellite dishes perched up on the hillside. Continue reading

Appalachia’s Coalfields Weren’t Always Red

 

2000-to-2016-Cover-ImageSince the last presidential election, I’ve witnessed a near constant stream of ridicule against Appalachian people who voted for Trump, “They are getting what they deserve,” “They had a choice and they chose a lying bigot,” “They screwed us all.”  I have even been told “We don’t have time to deal with them (Trump voters). We have bigger problems to fix.” All of these statements are dismissive of Appalachian people and stereotype us as being ignorant, egotistical, and even racist. It is not surprising that these comments have come from people who did not grow up in the mountains, who have not had to face the same limited choices we’ve had to face, let alone work a single shift in a non-union mine to achieve at least some form of stability for their family. Continue reading

The Coal Industry Mantra: Jobs First, Safety…well….

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Photo by Nick Mullins

Anyone who has worked in a coal mine knows that only loyalty to the company bottom line could raise someone from the ranks of a coal miner to that of a CEO. Coal miners also know that when it comes right down to it, a safe working record takes back seat to the number of extra hours you put in and how well you produce coal. Safety takes time, and time costs the company money. When it comes to the appointment of a former mine company executive as the head of the Mine Safety and Health Administration, it doesn’t take much imagination to realize the consequences it will have for America’s coal miners. Continue reading

Stereotyping Appalachians Feeds Only the Coal Industry

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Trump won the vote in Appalachia because people are tired of being looked down upon. Considering the work of powerful industry interests, a century’s worth of negative stereotyping, and culturally insensitive protests against coal—a source of people’s pride, heritage, and income—it’s not difficult to understand how.  Continue reading

With Liberty and Justice for All*

 

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March 16, 1965: A college student calls for an ambulance to aid a fellow demonstrator, while an injured girl is carried away in the background. Mounted police broke up a march for voting rights in Montgomery. | (AP Photo/Perry Aycock)

The following is an excerpt from a reflection I wrote December 2015.


It was a warm afternoon when we arrived in Holly Springs, Mississippi. Our Blue Toyota Corolla was overflowing with camping gear, the large Thule setting us apart as travelers, not locals. We’d never been in Mississippi, but as soon as we crossed the border, I felt a sense of uneasiness. Not fear, nor nervousness necessarily, but I was unsettled. The words of Nikki Giovanni’s convocation at Berea College spoke clearly in my mind, “I still fear when my son travels into the south.” I looked back at the kids and knew we were okay. We were white. I felt sick to my stomach. Continue reading