There's no telling what might happen. In an infinite Universe, all things are possible. Especially when you are defending someone (Jodie) from potential imminent eviction from her house of more than a dozen years (Jodie's house).
Here's the background:
Day 1: If I'm in Jail When They Call Ohio Tomorrow For Obama...
Day 2: Update on #DefendJodie, The Woman Undergoing Cancer Treatments About to Be Evicted From Her House.
Day 3: The Realtor Arrives. The Realtor Threatens Jodie. Jodie Stays.
Day 5: We Shut Down Morgan Stanley's Phone Line.
Here's the big news:
Today the Occupy Oakland Foreclosure Defense Group received a communication from the Planet of the One Percent.
We only have a rough translation of this message (delivered, as best we can tell, via subspace). The Universal Translator had a bit of trouble with it, but came up with this:
Star Date 11.12.2012.4078965
Greetings Ninety Nine Percent!
I am Communications Officer aboard the Starship Yacht MorganStanley. I am contacting you because we have detected your blog postings concerning our attempts to remove Jodie Randolph from her house in Alameda, CA to use the residence as a base to spread the cult of our ancestor, Ayn Rand pot club for space aliens.
We have been hailing Ms. Randolph on all frequencies, attempting to determine whether we can allow her to co-exist in the current space-time continuum at the same location she resides now, fairly and reasonably.
PLEASE STOP SENDING OUR CAPTAIN, JOHN SHELDON, 'I LOVE LUCY' EPISODES VIA IPHONE. HE NEITHER SMOKES POT NOR CARES ABOUT AYN RAND. ALL HE REALLY WANTS TO DO IS FIRE OFF PHOTON TORPEDOS, AND WHAT WITH THE RING TONE OF HIS IPHONE GOING OFF INCESSANTLY IT IS ALL WE CAN DO TO STOP HIM FROM LAUNCHING A FEW AT THE EAST BAY.
As Communications Officer, I will assume responsibility for continued contact. My phone number is XXX XXX-XXXX.
Kapla!
All Star Trek references aside, the good news is that we have what seems to be an open communications channel -- finally -- to MorganStanley. The bad news is... well, I can't think of any bad news this moment. We shall see what tomorrow may bring.
And here's the inspiring story:
I was at Jodie's house this afternoon along with two other home defenders. Here is an anecdote written by one of them, Naomi, from a few hours ago.
It's been a quiet afternoon here at Jodie's. Well, mostly quiet. A little while ago there was a knock at the door that caught all of us here a little off guard. Who could that be? None of us were expecting anyone...
It turns out it was Pat!
She's the 90+ year-old badass pictured on the right here with another known badass. If you haven't met her yet, she came by last week after hearing about Jodie from a friend. She immediately grabbed a stack of fliers and handed them out to every single customer driving out of the grocery store lot across the street.
I hadn't had the pleasure of meeting her then, but hearing about this made such an impression on me, I'd written about her to some of my friends. She's such an inspiration! So, when she showed up today, I was happy to have the chance to thank her in person.
She was here to see if we had any more fliers she could pick up to hand out...because she ran out of fliers again. She was at the Long Haul yesterday, and since she was upset/shocked that folks there didn't know about this eviction defense, she left a few fliers there and handed out the rest of them as she told folks about Jodie's ongoing battle and need for support.
If/when I grow up, I want to be like Pat! And, well, really like all of you. 'Cause if I'm lucky enough to grow old and gray, I hope that I am half the badass of the likes of Pat and this amazing community.
This is just one of the reasons Morgan Stanley is not going to win this fight, and would be much better off negotiating a fair and reasonable repurchase agreement with Jodie.
Make it so.
