Freeing Movie: Dolores Huerta

Since I totalled my car Jan. 21, I have been wheeless so was glad Alexa suggested she pick me up for a free movie.  The free movie was a documentary on Dolores Huerta, first of a series on Women Pioneers sponsored/presented by O.U.’s College of Fine Arts at the local Athena Cinema.  I viewed it during the timeframe that our president was delivering the State of the Union Address. and among other things the documentary addressed many of the issues current on the political scene,  historically (although Dolores Huerta is still alive and beautiful at 87).  She partnered for years with Cesar Chavez in the fight for racial and labor justice. Mexican farm laborers at work and in protest are spotlighted from archived film.

What got me on this kick is the freeing effect it had on me personally, in that Dolores has led such an active life outside society’s restraints.  (Almost totally outside). She is a free, loving, courageous woman who has always responded to her inner drummer.  The experience has given me a shot in the arm.

About Nan Mykel

I used to think I would be a child prodigy, but then I got old. Formerly I had fantasies of rubbing elbows with cultural and academic leaders but that did not come to pass because I did not become a cultural or academic leader or any other kind of leader, for that matter. I am not even an "Alpha Dog," a term learned from a friend who had to become "Alpha Dog" in order to influence her own pet. (When gazes lock, she never looks away.) For years I expected to become a published author, but in passing I could not avoid the fact that I had little to contribute to the world's bulging dumpsters. I'm embarrassed to report that I also considered my primary process artistic productions powerful, rather than mildly neurotic. Which is not to say that I disrespect myself, only that I am beginning to doubt my potential for making a mark on the world. If I focus on strict self discipline I may be able to keep my garbage removed on a weekly basis, to keep the kitty box changed, the clothes cleaned, the dog watered, fed and walked, but that just catches me up to the starting mark again. When writing I physically grapple with words, wrestling them from their indifference into attempted chunks of awareness. I sit heavily on my chair; I breathe in artificially cooled air; my ear drums note the tap tap of the keyboard and the steady uninterrupted sound of the air conditioner, What is that sound? The roar of the ocean from 30 yards away...Inside, my thoughts are are balls in an electronic game machine, bouncing hither and yon from lever to lever. I am a little grim and intent until I recall a dream related by a black man in the prison where I once worked. He said that when he was a small boy, back home, he dreamed he was standing on his front porch pissing, and that he suddenly found himself pissing stars...
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2 Responses to Freeing Movie: Dolores Huerta

  1. Sallie Carpentier says:

    I’m glad you enjoyed the outing and movie! It sounds like it was very moving.

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