The Hunger of First Nations Chief Spence

On Saturday I was on “Viewpoints” with Todd van der Heyden on Montreal’s CJAD 800 AM talking about First Nations Chief Theresa Spence’s hunger strike and my new Guernica Magazine article on William Coleman, a hunger striking prisoner in Connecticut, “The Longest Hunger Strike.”

You can listen here:

Hour 1seg 3

And at the CJAD blog.


The Longest Hunger Strike

Last week Guernica Magazine published my article, “The Longest Hunger Strike,” edited by the amazing journalist Jina Moore.

I’m delighted that Longreads and The Sidney Hillman Foundation have picked up the story.

Here’s a clip:

From Europe to East Asia, hunger-striking has been used for centuries to demand rights, most often by those who have little other way, beyond sacrifice of their own body, to protest. Before Ireland became Christian, self-starvation was known as Troscadh, a non-violent way to shame wrongdoers. In India the protester traditionally sat on the front step of the person who owed them money or had offended them. A Google alert reminds me daily that active hunger strikes are occurring around the world: a First Nations chief seeking rights for the indigenous in Canada; political prisoners in Turkey; Iranian and Afghan refugees in Berlin, Germany; indigenous prisoners in Santiago, Chile.

Go read the whole thing at Guernica Magazine.


Knight Grant.

Here’s an announcement!  I’m tickled to have received a 2011 Knight Grant for Reporting on Religion in American Public Life from the USC Annenberg School for Communication and Journalism.  I’ll be using the funds to report on dying and death and how it is regulated by state and federal laws.  My research will take me to four states in the US to report on: the recent legalization of Death with Dignity in Montana; religion in a prison hospice in California; denominational health care in Arizona; and court-ordered feeding of death row patients in Alabama.  Click here to read the complete list of recipients and more about the grant.  Thanks USC!


Here It Comes.

I’ve been saying for a few years now that the Catholic Church’s assault on end of life rights was coming, that it would incorporate the same strategies that were used to mobilize “pro-life” groups in the erosion of reproductive rights, that it would make use of lessons learned since Roe v Wade, that it would engage direct aid in dying laws as well as ancillary laws regarding patients’ rights, that it would take journalists a while to catch on, wary as they are of meaningful discussions about death, and that it would be a new primary issue on the “pro-life” platform.

My engaging and long conversation with Richard Doerflinger, Associate Director of the USCCB’s Secretariat of Pro-Life Activities, two nights ago confirmed that while the church issues “teaching statements” against aid in dying, elevating it to the top item on it’s Spring General Assembly agenda, a vast and well-funded network of activists across the nation will act on that statement in new and damaging ways.

In my recent piece at The Nation, I challenge journalists, left and right, to pay attention.  We’re not just talking about the legalization of aid in dying anymore.  We’re talking about an entire spectrum of end of life care, laws, and services that will be jeopardized by such activism, just as we enter a new phase in the health care crisis.


100 Years of Bishop

Let me not miss this chance to celebrate Bishop’s achievements in this her centenary year. I can think of no better way than by revisiting, and thinking for a moment about, what makes her poetry so great. There are not quite one hundred finished poems that represent her work; these seem to me more than enough to read and reread for a lifetime of instruction, heartbreak, and delight. The first poem on the first page of her first book–which can be seen by readers of the new Poems in the same appropriate place–is called “The Map.” It’s first stanza reads:

Land lies in water; it is shadowed green.
Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges
showing the line of long sea-weeded ledges
where weeds hang to the simple blue from green.
Or does the land lean down to lift the sea from under,
drawing it unperturbed around itself?
Along the fine tan sandy shelf
is the land tugging at the sea from under?

–from April Bernard’s review of three new books, collections of Bishop’s poems, prose and letters, from The New York Book Review, March 24, 2011


The Persistence of “Heartbreak, Loneliness”

I’ve had just a riff of a song in my head for the past two weeks and I did everything I knew to find out what it was.  ”Heartbreak, loneliness….”  I searched the web, I asked friends.  I dug out my old cassette tapes.  Nothing.  I knew that the song was from the years, way back, when I lived with Cameron on Santa Clara Street in Ventura, getting schooled on the cool.  Black hair dye, crinoline skirts, poetry readings before they were slams, thrift scavenging, lemon yogurt, surf boards, diners: my late twenties.  We were listening to a lot of music, watching a lot of movies, smoking a lot of weed and living good, for the most part.  Not even extensive reminiscing brought the song back for me.  I had to go to the source.  Here’s my email communication with Cam (I’ve added links):

Me: A question only you can answer. Santa Clara days: what’s the song that has the background refrain, “Heartbreak, Loneliness…” and it goes on? It’s been in my head for weeks now and I can’t find it or remember it fully.

Cam: The “heart break… loneliness” refrain was from the intro to a Screaming Jay Hawkins song “Constipation Blues“. If you heard my tape loop manipulation version it most likely had a backing looped intro musical track from Henry Mancini’s “Baby Elephant Walk.” I think it was sped up about twice normal speed on an old Tascam Porta-studio 1. I don’t really remember the motivation behind that combination of sounds but it did seem to have humorous effect. I think I faded the vocal portion in and out and panned it so the heart breaks and lonlinesses would change from left to right while the doot-doot-doo-doo..doot-doo-doo just rambled around like a train in circle. Kind of dizzying and ridiculous ultimately.

Dizzying and ridiculous enough to transport me and keep me for weeks.


Take All of Me

When I first returned to the U.S. in fall of 2007 after an extended trip around the world, I started the blog otherspoon to help re-orient myself to life back home.  The blog was wide-ranging and at times painfully personal.  I posted on current events, the sounds of my street, and thoughts about the various incredible places I had traveled through — I was searching for new occupation (though not necessarily the employment kind) and found it.  As I settled into an issue that increasingly consumed my writing and activism, otherspoon was taken over with news and observations related to patients’ rights and end of life issues.

Last year I took on editorship of The Revealer, a publication of New York University’s Center for Religion and Media.  It’s been a fantastic and enlightening endeavor for me, another outlet for examining religion, an area I often address at otherspoon under the rubric of health care.  But recently I’ve missed having a place where I could chronicle my thoughts on non-patients’ rights, non-religion things, the personal reflections that make up the rest of my life — hence this new blog, annneumann.

That’s not to say that religion and end of life issues won’t come up here!  But I’m excited to spend more time chronicling the books I’m reading, the movies and art I’m seeing, the minute and beautiful encounters of a life in New York City.

I’m thinking of this new site as an umbrella for my other efforts, a home base for the writing and thinking that keep me engaged, productive, and alive; a map to the articles and books I’m working on; essentially a more lyrical home that covers all of me.

Where to get more Ann:

My articles can be found here

The Revealer, a publication of NYU’s Center for Religion and Media (editor)

The Revealer on twitter and on facebook

otherspoon, a blog about religion and end of life care

otherspoon on twitter and facebook


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