|  
              Educating 
              the Trainer  
              Everything changed for Liz Guy '97 during the 
              week of the WTO protests--beginning with her name. For several months, 
              she had been considering renaming herself Sprout after an activist 
              she had met years earlier. The new name she took in Seattle that 
              week followed a major attitude shift that had been brewing for six 
              months. Guy's commitment to social justice dates back to high school, 
              when she first learned about the United States' intervention in 
              Central America. Upon arriving at Oberlin as a double-degree student 
              in 1993, she dove into activism, joining the LGBU and Third World 
              Co-op, taking classes in women's studies and politics, and participating 
              in workshops about how her race (white) and class (middle) affected 
              her relationship to the issues she cared about. She eventually dropped 
              her viola major, believing there was no way to integrate her political 
              commitments into the life of a classical musician.  
             
            "I left Oberlin feeling a little unsure about 
              how I personally could make a change," she says. At her nonprofit 
              job in Seattle and with her volunteer work at a lesbian resource 
              center, she felt equipped to identify and critique racism, sexism, 
              and classism. But the action piece was still missing.  
             
            In the months leading up to the WTO demonstrations, 
              Guy met seasoned activists who lived lives of political action. 
              Inspired, she organized a neighborhood teach-in, planned a march, 
              and spoke to people on the street about the protest's purpose.  
             
            The morning of November 30, Guy--now Sprout--was among 
              the thousands of activists who formed human barricades to bar WTO 
              delegates from the meetings. As the sun rose that chilly morning, 
              an excited message began to crackle like electricity throughout 
              downtown: Nobody was getting in. There were not enough delegates 
              in the Convention Center to convene a session. The opening proceedings 
              of the WTO meeting were delayed, delayed again, and finally cancelled. 
               
             
            Joy filled the streets. Anarchist marching bands pounded 
              out jubilant tattoos on overturned plastic buckets as dreadlocked 
              hippies swirled in blissful circles and joined the din with bongo 
              drums and cowbells. Thousands of union members broke off from the 
              official labor march and joined the street party. A few blocks away, 
              police lobbed tear-gas canisters at the heads of seated protesters 
              who chanted "No violence" until the clouds of smoke changed 
              their shouts to cries of pain. But the tear gas, pepper spray, rubber 
              bullets, and the five days Sprout would spend in jail wouldn't dim 
              her excitement.  
             
            She now views that week as the first time she felt 
              truly powerful as an activist. "I realized that this type of 
              power really does exist," she says. "A sheer mass of people 
              who are filling the air with their hearts and minds and who have 
              a well thought- out plan can confront and halt the other type of 
              power, the corporate-military-government-oppressive power." 
               
             
            Sprout was released from jail without charges and 
              within a month was headed to Florida to attend a direct action workshop. 
              She then rode with friends to Washington, D.C., where locals were 
              planning protests against the upcoming World Bank and International 
              Monetary Fund meetings, hoping for an east coast version of Seattle. 
              Drawn in, Sprout organized a traveling protest-recruitment fair 
              that combined panel discussions and nonviolence trainings with music 
              and puppet shows. She brought her viola on the tour, for the first 
              time uniting her social concerns and music. "On the day of 
              the protest in D.C. a lot of people thanked me for coming to their 
              town. That made me feel like it was really worth doing," she 
              says.  
             
            Since then, her life has been a medley of traveling, 
              training, music, and demonstrating. She has toured the country playing 
              viola and leading workshops about white privilege and racism. She 
              has taught climbing skills to activists in California and exercised 
              those same skills in a banner-drop at the U.S. Army School of the 
              Americas in Georgia--an action for which her repeat-offender cohort, 
              Josh Raisler-Cohn, was sentenced to six months in a federal prison 
              in Oregon.  
             
            Currently back in Seattle, where she gardens, 
              fixes bicycles, and works with a collective of activists tackling 
              race issues, Sprout hopes to stay put for a while. "It's important 
              to talk locally about how social change can happen--building at 
              the grassroots and talking about visions of taking back power," 
              she says.  
               
               
            Page 1 | 
              2 | 3 | 4 
              | 5 | 6 
              of A New Age of Activism 
             
           |