This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

If you’re new here, we normally have six sections: Story of the Week; The Principle Corner; By the Way; On the Shelf, On the Playlist, and Before You Go. You can read all archives right here, on my homepage in our normal format. We also normally drop on Fridays.

However, because I was on location at CNU for the first time since 2018 and in the North Carolina period for the first time since 2019, we kind of missed a week so I could recover and we can get back on my favorite drop day, which is Friday. Last week I focused on my initial thoughts and today, I’ll break down how I feel about conferences like this considering my personal limitations and then next week, I’ll have a breakdown and full audio of my CNU31 panel on media and urbanism, along with assessing what this all means for the home state I love so much to admire from afar. 

Story of the Week: The Dots

I’m calling this phenomenon and story, the dots, to put a positive spin on what happened and to not re-trigger anyone who goes through this kind of bodily dysfunction.

I also want to note that what I’m about to tell you first happened in 2019. Actually twice. Just like in Charlotte for the CNU, I was on a big stage explaining my form of urbanism to sizable crowds of people in my home state.

A state that despite not always showing up for Black and queer folks on our big political stages and platforms, with people that show up consistently with laughter, joy, and plates of hot appetizing food.

However, on both of these occasions in 2019 anxiety about doing the talks culminated with the dots.

On one occasion, I made it off-stage, but Les had to guide me back to our nearby hotel. On the other, I basically did the talk high on meds because the dots came 6 hours before showtime.

Then after that last talk, the world changed and an airborne virus blew in that put my dots and anxiety and sinus inflammation on a risk list. 

I’ve talked a lot about Les’s risk factors, but, I‘ve had years of fatigue, headaches, allergic reactions in and out of pollen season, and compounding complex PTSD from racist, classist, and queerphobic environments.

But, the dots faded during my virtual speeches, which I would do from a tray table laying semi-flat in bed, taking advantage of being able to rest right up to it and right after.

However, when wearing a respirator coupled with periods of meditation and rest before and after speaking seemed to be working for others, I decided to dip my toe back out again with the same plan.

Plus, I got the invites, which had been drying up again.

In February, I added a new over-the-counter medication and I consolidated my suitcases to not put pressure on my back and shoulders.

And last week, I challenged myself not to carry the entire burden of convincing my home state and the new urbanism movement that I’m worthy. 

I came into the room, masked, rested and I just did me. 

The Principle Corner

In this section, we step away from the literary expression that opens this newsletter and into the “practical”.

So, for the record, I’m not being flippant by naming that condition as “dots”. But those of you who have those conditions know that sometimes even just reading about them or seeing pictures (or something as simple as aluminum foil that can mimic them), can trigger them.

Plus, living in the limbo that’s complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, post-viral illness, and all the other autoimmune and chronic conditions that can’t just wish or meditate themselves away can be tough.

Plus, I think I struggle the most with how quickly 2019 normal was forced on us, with the side of things being even more expensive, hectic, and orange than they were then.

Yes, I have a care team now, but I still have to wait months sometimes for appointments and hours for treatment if I do go into urgent care. I also have to drive to most of it, but that’s changing as the provider I’m currently under prioritizes care facilities near Metro stations.

Hence why I have this list below, to prepare in case I do fall ill and I’m not near my preferred care team when I do attempt to travel to a conference where I’m either the main speaker or I have a major role. In the explanations in bold, I’ve offered solutions that can go beyond me or reasons why this is a factor for me:

1. A day before and a day after where I travel and do nothing but travel and its associated activities. Especially when that travel day involves an airport or a long drive. Especially now that in the said airport, I may need to find an airline lounge where I can distance just enough to eat, possibly with my air purifier plugged in. I also need enough time to not struggle with my suitcases or eat things that cause me diarrhea or gas.
2. A day before and a day after where I do nothing of consequence. The day before is when I pack slowly and intentionally, without frenzy or panic. The day after is when I give myself time to rest and reset when my body is most telling me it’s fatigued from all the movement.
3. Hybrid, with the virtual option as the backbone, not the afterthought for presentations and key information-sharing — so that I can save all the presentations and look back at all the presentations, even if I did venture into the building. Yes, you can password-protect this, but please, please start prepping all conferences for this, even if it’s just to maximize networking and information-sharing before, during, and after the conference.
4. A quiet room on site — This is especially relevant to conferences with lots of people, but especially when I present and I have to work through those anxieties, especially in situations like last week where, despite good intentions for me to not be the “only one” any capacity, I still held it down for a couple of my marginalized identities. But, like the one I encountered at the Allied Media Projects 2018 gathering, it could be just enough stimulation and opportunity for me to meet people.
5. Locking in and centering accessibility, including those needs related to air quality and COVID-19, along with inclusion well in advance of the conference’s beginning. So this one has so many levels, I’m making some bullets for this one:
6. Checking calendars of nearby cities, especially during June and other months when there are overlapping cultural celebrations and you tend to be a mostly white, mostly cis, mostly straight, and mostly abled convening clustered in restaurants and sometimes on street corners being spectators. 
7. Building up sponsorship so that you have a true free/low-income ticket that has a low barrier to claiming access. Yes, you can have a registration form, but the scholarship applications or showing certain IDs could just be removed. 
8. Choosing a venue that allows you to execute b in your budget, an in being part of existing cultural and neighborhood festivals and special events, and d, which will double down on accessibility
9. Providing mobility devices, air purification, quiet spaces, tests, and diagnostics –why don’t we have first aid stations and medics on call at major conferences in the first place–and any other tools, methods, or means so that when I or others are in the building, the building doesn’t remind us constantly, that we are othered.

At this moment, I may have to accept that I’m just too sick to participate in certain groups and convenings, despite them being in my interest areas and identity spaces. And that conferences just may not be the focus I need right now, as no conference out there will fix my credit or cure any of our diseases. 

All they can do is provide the opportunity for us to come together to tackle all those things so that being diseased and unhoused is something we treat and we care for, versus make into a moral failing.

Next time, I’ll talk about how the media, specfically urbanist media can help with filling in the gaps between in-person convening and virtual meetings. And I’m also going to wrap that up with how my home state, and its media, can be part of facilitating a better future.

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them. 

I’m going to drop this article about Southeast Raleigh’s Shaw University here, for us to consider next week when I talk about both the future of the media and the future of my home state to close out this CNU-themed series. I’ll also leave all of your recaps of Charlotte, NC, and the conference for then as well, because that’s truly a whole newsletter for itself.

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As I browsed the internet this week, I was happy to find more articles of people talking about having to slow things down for them, and that they’ve found peace doing so AND that slowing down and connecting is financially sustaining.

First, the creator of Downtime documents the shift from her original newsletter Girls Night In, and the pressure to perform even when creating their own venture. 

Then, getting encouragement in seeing how successful Block Club Chicago has been by focusing on the community and What Works’ pointed and spot-on interpretation of how being small and community focused with our media companies, specifically the audio ones, can keep us running, not chasing after VC and other equity capital that requires us to do things for them, that mess us over, and then they end up dumping us anyway to get their money back.

Finally, this article on the evolution of Juneteenth is right where I am with it.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

I would have been immersing myself in The Age of Pleasure even if it wasn’t coinciding with Pride in several of the metro regions I’ve lived in over my life. I would have been cheering for this evolution, part of which I called mere weeks ago in this very newsletter, that we get a present-day, vibe-check type album from then. After all, this is the dystopia, we need that record to get us through. And I love Evette Dionne’s read on it and very few others, especially not the folks who think that Janelle deserves to go back into her suit hanger and be a respectability robot.

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And whew, The Ultimatum: Queer Love (this link is full of spoilers if you’ve streamed the show). If anything, this has me working on being a better partner. And that work honestly has been happening here as so much of the anxieties I bring into my own relationship come from overcoming my own shame in being in queerphobic, classist, and ableist environments. Plus, as much as I love my work, once it pays the bills, it needs to be making happiness and joy happen. Also, sadly, I’ve been the avoidant partner and the violent partner. But, I claim that, take responsibility for that and seek to be better. Finally, let this be your lesson if you still haven’t figured out that figuring out your sexuality and gender doesn’t make you a golden person by default, or us golden people. We still got that work to do.

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Still lifting up Southern Urbanism Quarterly. It’s yet another platform of journalism coming out of the South, showing us to be more than helpless and prejudiced.

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And this Tabitha Brown interview came right on time. So many parallels to my journey out here in the NC diaspora and coming back to my authentic self, after hiding, after a first wave of success, after so much.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad! 

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Mutual aid is a big part of this newsletter. 

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les’s as she moves into active advocacy around the intersections between endometriosis, other feminine gendered medical conditions, and LGBTQ+ but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. 

I’m adding a link for Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now). 

And yes, my yarn-related fundraisers are still going strong, as they too see the value in community uplift and mutual aid. We are directly supporting  LolaBean Yarn Co. and  Dye Hard Yarns in addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you. I also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

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If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

If you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I will be making some Patreon changes and adding a true incentive to Substack. 

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I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

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And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com. 

Until next time,

Kristen

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

If you’re new here, we normally have six sections: Story of the Week; The Principle Corner; By the Way; On the Shelf, On the Playlist, and Before You Go. You can read all archives right here, on my homepage in our normal format. We also normally drop on Fridays. However, because I was on location at CNU for the first time since 2018 and in North Carolina period for the first time since 2019, I am a little delayed in getting this out, and you may get another email on Friday. Today, I’m going to focus on my initial thoughts, and probably Monday of next week, since we are delayed this week, I’ll break down how I feel about conferences like this considering my personal limitations, and then hopefully that following Friday, I’ll have a breakdown and full audio of my CNU31 panel on media and urbanism.

Story of the Week: The Drive Down

I kept telling Les to get her camera ready as we drove down Wednesday afternoon because I didn’t want to miss a single bit of this moment.

Mile 28

Mile 14

Mile 12

Mile 10

Mile 3

Mile 2

Mile .5

And here we were, the North Carolina border. I stopped at the rest area and recorded this message.

And then after about 3.5 more hours, meandering through my old neighborhood in Greensboro briefly, and surviving a gas stop in a county I don’t like to be in after dark, we met Charlotte and its shockingly bright Pride lights on its skyline.

Ok, this trip might not be so bad after all.

The Principle Corner

In this section, we step away from the literary expression that opens this newsletter and into the “practical”.

So to get started, those of you reading along from home are probably wondering how I’m even making this happen and as of this writing, I’m still negative and I managed to do the entire thing masked, save very brief sips of water.

Charlotte’s got some nice patio areas and I took lots of advantage of them. Also, I can see how masking is failing here, it’s super hot and humid and even in the before times, air quality hasn’t been the greatest. But I still pressed on, especially learning as I got home to DC that air quality is going into the orange and even red levels again around here.

I also loved seeing the Lynx in full effect. Yes, headways are an issue, especially without a timetable on the trains on both lines, but to see some effort at making fixed-route transit was great. Same with the Pride lights on the skyline.

However I am still concerned with affordability and seeing the teardown effect again, similar to what I saw the last time I was in Southeast Raleigh

But, now that I’ve done it one more time, especially this particular conference, in the state where not only was I born, but my work was born, if I never do this size of an event again, then I’m good.

I did a lot of short audio diaries to help me keep up with what happened and I how I felt during the weekend because I didn’t want to lose sight of this moment and I wanted to have not just images, but the sound of my voice for this trip. The video above is one that I put on video.

I took audio of the entire panel event on media which was my primary reasoning for returning, in addition to being part of something I’ve been dreaming of for my 11 years of CNU involvement and 13 years of doing urbanism on the internet — being part of a major urbanism event in my home state. Plus, being asked to talk about being an urbanist on the internet as an expert on the media was such a joy. Thanks again Payton for thinking of me, much as I thought of you on my very first panel in 2011.

After this weekend, I’m bunkering, but continuing to mask as much as possible.

Everyone I’ve talked to who’s been balancing outside work with needing to protect their health has said that lots of sleep, rest, and relaxation are how we beat it individually (in addition to all the other mitigations), and I’m going to double up on all of that while continuing to demand better mitigations. As of this writing, I’m still testing negative, but I ate too much fried food and drank too much sweet tea. Next time, I will be tapping into the modern NC palette and trying to keep my stomach from being an explosion.

Imagine though, how much more impactful this would have been if everyone was masked, tested and the air was cleaned with HEPA filters and UV lights. Imagine if we had all of the conference outside, not just our parties. It just proves yet again, that as much as CNU wants to lead, they aren’t really leading in some key areas.

However, Charlotte and the greater NC urbanism community, and the Black, Indigenous, and other folks of color — -y’all showed out and I’m proud of you. We can do better, but we are doing so much better than far too many others who think they are doing well.

To walk into those rooms and log onto the app and walk down the street and see Black folks, and other folks of color on panels, creating identity spaces, with their offices just attending the conference and of course on CNU staff, it makes a huge difference.

As I said in the intro, I will be spending my Pride month breaking down this visit and also what I think the future is of urbanist media ( my panel focus) and Southern urbanism, especially considering the very real safety threats being experienced by Black folks of all genders and gender-nonconforming and trans folks of all kinds.

But in the meantime, it was so good to see all of you, I hate that I had to make such a quick trip, but I’m so proud to be able to not just be in a supporting coupling, but support her urbanism and queer/trans peer advocacy as well.

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them.

So, happy Pride y’all! One of my first pleasant surprises in Charlotte last week was the skyline. Then again, I shouldn’t have been shocked, because it was Charlotte’s non-discrimination clause that prompted the horrible chapter in our state of the bathroom bill.

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I’m so thrilled to serve on the board of CultureHouse, a Boston- based placemaking nonprofit. So far I’ve been aiding in our equity and inclusion plans, but its chief radness officer Aaron Griener has also been a strategic adviser on the next phase of the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist Summit, and I was very pleased to see that he included a quote of me in his recent article on the APA website on Queer Urbanism, from the GGWash article Wyatt Gordon did on the same topic back in 2020. Everything I said is still true and in this Pride and Juneteenth season, we got work to do.

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But, for those of you who are ready to take concrete action within our sector, in addition to contracting with me for your report and project branding design, workshop facilitation, Yes Segura’s business Smash the Box and Christine Edwards’s Civility Localized are also great options to support a trans person of color and another Black North Carolinian woman doing this work. Book all of us, once, twice, and on our terms, and support our young Black, queer, and trans folks coming up on staff and in school into building up and maintaining where we live.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

So the Emily King concert was amazing. She probably won’t read this and I probably should have told her when I got a chance to shake her hand and shout her out for holding down our birth year on the music front, but its truly been a joy to witness your climb and watch us grow over these past 16 years. You’ve truly written the right song at the right moment for me over the years and Special Occasion continues to hit.

I also want to lift up Southern Urbanism Quarterly. It’s yet another platform of journalism coming out of the South, showing us to be more than helpless and prejudiced.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad!

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Mutual aid is a big part of this newsletter.

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les’s as she continues her recovery from her endometriosis surgery, but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before.

I’m adding a link for Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now).

And yes, my yarn-related fundraisers are still going strong, as they too see the value in community uplift and mutual aid. We are directly supporting LolaBean Yarn Co. and Dye Hard Yarns in addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you. I also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

If you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become aPatreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I will be making some Patreon changes and adding a true incentive to Substack.

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I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

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And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com.

Until next time,

Kristen

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers for May 26, 2023, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

If you’re new here, we have six sections: Story of the Week; The Principle Corner; By the Way; On the Shelf, On the Playlist and Before You Go. Scroll down to get descriptions of each section. Plus, you can read all archives right here, on my homepage. Now, let’s get to our storytime.

Story of the Week: Setting Out the Chair

I want to take us back to some words I wrote in June of 2013:

What does it take to leave a legacy in a city? Is it having your name on a building that you either built or gave a lot of money to make?

Is it knowing your entire block or neighborhood?

Is it leaving behind children and grandchildren who continue on with the family cause or business?

These are questions I’ve been thinking about lately. I’m not going to go into any more details about what brought me to these questions, because there’s a lot I cannot say about why and what happened. However, the root of it all starts here, as I detailed in my About section and in my [December 14, 2010] Grist article “Does urbanism have to be black or white?”

It all started with a map on the floor. My dad and I would spend Saturday afternoons “driving” around with my toy NASCARs from my friendly neighborhood Hardees. As I got older, I became enamored of the small skyline of my hometown of Greensboro, N.C. So enamored that one day, while I was sick with the chicken pox, my dad went out and bought me a postcard with the skyline on it. It hangs in my room to this day.

When they widened the main road next to our house, I cried. I also was opposed to a hotel project near my current residence that threatened to upstage the downtown area. Mind you, I was only eight. I was an urbanist in the making, although I would have had no way of knowing there was a name for it.

Dad and I biked through our neighborhood on Saturday afternoons. Those bike rides took us through housing projects and 1940s era single-family homes until we made it to the main suburban artery. I loved my bike until I moved to a neighborhood where I was teased for just walking around. It’s taken me about 15 years to consider getting back on a bike. My dad still bikes; he’s always had a string of intermittently non-working cars, so he doesn’t think twice about it.

My dad doesn’t have any buildings named after him. I’ll probably have to sell his house. He struggled to walk down streets with no sidewalks. Then there was the bike. When he got tired of fighting our stroads with both of those, he put money into a car he could barely afford. Yet, he fixed up homes that weren’t built well in the first place. He mowed yards that others couldn’t maintain. He always had a song in his heart and brought music to any space. Finally, he made sure that I knew that people, all people, mattered. All these things are his legacy.

How can you leave a legacy in your city? DO YOU and do what your community needs. My dad did. It does not take money, a building with your name on it, or a stone edifice of your body to be someone who is never forgotten or to create an example.

In fact, if you create an example, that legacy lives on and it lives in the present.

The Principle Corner

In this section, we step away from the literary expression that opens this newsletter and into the “practical”.

Ten years since he was taken. Thirteen since I first told that story in Grist on my 25th birthday. Words I thought had passed into the ether, but thankfully, they’ve been restored, so we all can see where this public urbanism journey started and some of where I want it to go.

Ten years of setting out empty chairs at my events and our family dinner tables. Ten years of time to think about ancestorship and legacy.

Next Wednesday afternoon the first time since August 2019, I will be crossing the southern border of Virginia into my home state of North Carolina. For the first time since April of 2019, I will be going through, possibly to, Greensboro. Now my ultimate destination is Charlotte to be on a CNU 31 panel, only my second in-person panel since COVID (I’ll be on the media one at 4 pm on June 1, if you’re registered, be sure to add it to your calendar). Next week I’ll have all those reflections on what actually happens there and how things have changed, not just since COVID, but in general.

But this week, I wanted to meditate on the empty chair that will be in the room no matter if it’s (a little unnervingly) packed.

While many have been mourning this year’s passing of Tina Turner and the three years since George Floyd’s untimely public execution by agents of the state, this time of the year, from May 25-June 25 is the time I mourn my dad. Yes, it also coincides with the main Pride Month in the United States and that’s come with its own form of joy and mourning as some folks have used all of the above, save Tina, to change how they feel or receive or react to me.

I’ve had my confidence shaken so many times since I wrote those words. The grief is overwhelming sometimes and it’s grown so much, especially in the last three years.

But this week, I’ll have a special, pointed opportunity to test out what it means to have a legacy and if home is really home. I’ll be holding my head higher though and I will be pushing back against the growing tide that’s trying to tell me I no longer belong there and never belonged there.

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them.

Here’s my dad’s obituary from 2013. I really appreciated reading all the comments again, especially the person who is listed as anonymous and who knows him through me.

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And the two most fascinating things about Tina Turner for me was that she emigrated from the United States on her own terms and made a new home for herself and that she found the faith she needed through her self-described “Baptist-Buddhism”. While those things look very similar to me, what’s most inspiring is just like her dear friend Oprah, those things were modeled for me in older Black generations, rather than being derided as something only done by “the youth”.

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And yes, I really need and am glad to read this article on rental options. Yes, there are books and other sources on alternatives to the current housing system but having one in this source does mean something to the kinds of folks that would make these decisions.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

I’m still reading Viral Justice and it’s been a slow read, because of the allusion to the death of her father, because of stress, earlier than expected. I still want to finish, because it’s providing so much value, but I’ve had to take it slow.

Meanwhile, I downloaded the Max app, which I was already paying for in its previous form, to stream the Tina documentary, because that’s the most comprehensive way I want to remember her. Speaking of jokes, when I get home today and am done with work, we will be streaming the new Wanda Sykes standup.

Also, this is a nice bridge between my two concerts this month! And bonus Alicia Keys!

And I almost included this in the By the Way, but since it’s music-related, I want to say that I called it when read that Janelle Monae is making a present-day album this time around.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad! First, another position open with UC San Diego Labor Center, which has updated their salary requirements and due dates for advertising this position.

POSITION OVERVIEW

Position title: Program Director — UC San Diego Labor Center

Salary range: A reasonable salary range estimate for this position is $86,000 — $106,000. Off-scale salaries, i.e., a salary that is higher than the published system-wide salary at the designated rank and step, are offered when necessary to meet competitive conditions. The posted UC academic salary scales
(https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel-programs/compensation/2022-23-academic-salary-scales.html

set the minimum pay determined by rank and/or step at appointment. See the salary scale titled, Academic Administrator Series — Fiscal Year for the salary range https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel- programs/_files/2022–23/july-2022-salary-scales/t34.pdf.

APPLICATION WINDOW
Open date: May 11, 2023

Next review date: Friday, May 26, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Apply by this date to ensure full consideration by the committee.

Final date: Thursday, Aug 31, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Applications will continue to be accepted until this date, but those received after the review date will only be
considered if the position has not yet been filled.

Apply now: https://apol-recruit.ucsd.edu/JPF03619/apply

POSITION DESCRIPTION
The UC San Diego Labor Center (

https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/

) invites applications for a Program Director. The center is administratively housed within the Department of Urban Studies and Planning (

https://usp.ucsd.edu/

).

The UC San Diego Labor Center strengthens and expands the labor movement through advanced research,
education, and strategic partnerships with workers, labor organizations, policymakers, tribal organizations, and the broader San Diego region. We place the wellbeing of workers, their families, and their communities at the forefront of our curricula, community engagement, public programs and publications. We focus attention on the unique socio-economic circumstances of the border region, including large binational and refugee communities and Indigenous nations in the region. Our research offers innovative policy perspectives on work and workers while our worker-centered approach advances the goals of fair working conditions, living wages, and climate, gender, and racial justice.

We seek a program director to lead the founding and growth of the center. With funding through the University of California Worker Rights Policy Initiative (WRPI), the center aims, in the next three years, to: build our capacity for research, policy analysis, education, and public-facing programming; support unions and community organizations to conduct their work more strategically by developing curricula and providing
technical assistance; and develop the next generation of labor and community organizers, researchers, and
leaders among undergraduate and graduate students by connecting them with labor and community
organizations, and training and involving them in community-engaged action research. We work closely with the San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council.

The program director is the senior, full-time person building and leading the center in collaboration with a faculty director and managing its dynamic and growing portfolio of research, training, programing, and community collaboration. The program director is responsible for independent development and coordination of all aspects of center operations, which includes the following core areas:

Strategic Leadership
Working with the center’s Faculty Leadership Council and the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the
program director provides strategic leadership in planning and implementing all research and programming at the center. Represent the center at annual conferences, community-sponsored events and working groups.

Research and Education Programming

Working with the Faculty Director, as well as the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director will help develop and guide the center’s research, policy analysis, graduate and undergraduate instruction, and public- facing programming. This includes overseeing and initiating, if qualified, research projects in collaboration with community partners, as well as teaching courses and workshops related to labor studies and community-based methods.

Fundraising
Planning, developing, and initiating strategies for generating resources and/or revenues, including through fundraising, donor relations, and grant and contract proposals.

Public Relations
Interfacing with the broader community (including the California Labor Federation, San Diego-Imperial
Counties Labor Council, unions, worker centers, and community organizations), local and state government
officials, foundations, and other community partners. Overseeing all aspects of the center's communications, including web presence, report review, and external relations.

Event Development and Coordination
Overseeing all center-organized and affiliated events.

Research Administration and Financial Management
Overseeing and further developing the organizational structure for the center’s financial and business operations, including the generation, management and reporting of center budgets and oversight of contracts and grants.

Center Management
Responsible for personnel and program management at the center, including planning and implementing strategic initiatives, supervising and mentoring staff, and ensuring HR needs are met.
Unit:

https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/

QUALIFICATIONS
Basic qualifications (Required at Time of Application)
1) Bachelor’s degree or higher (or an equivalent foreign degree) in social science, humanities, public
administration, or related fields; AND 2) minimum of ten years' experience, with increasing levels of
responsibility, in research, program development, organizing, and/or administration.

CAMPUS INFORMATION
The University of California, San Diego is an Equal Opportunity/Affirmative Action Employer advancing
inclusive excellence. All qualified applicants will receive consideration for employment without regard to race, color, religion, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity, national origin, disability, age, covered veteran status, or other protected categories covered by the UC nondiscrimination policy.

***

Mutual aid will continue to be a big part of this newsletter.

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course Les’s as she recovers from her endometriosis surgery, but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before.

I’m adding a link for Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now).

And yes, my yarn-related fundraisers are still going strong, as they too see the value in community uplift and mutual aid. We are directly supporting LolaBean Yarn Co. and Dye Hard Yarns in addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you. I also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

If you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I will be making some Patreon changes and adding a true incentive to Substack.

***

I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

***

And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com.

Until next time,

Kristen

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E.  Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner,  fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

If you’re new here, we have six sections: Story of the Week; The Principle Corner; By the Way; On the Shelf, On the Playlist, and Before You Go. Scroll down to get descriptions of each section. Plus, you can read all archives right here, on my homepage.  Now, let’s get to our storytime.

Story of the Week:  Transit Magic and Transit Power

We lived too close to the school for me to use it, but it used our street nonetheless. 

They were built by more than people named Thomas, but they were built not far from a Thomasville.

It, was the yellow school bus.

It, watching from our front window around the age of four or five, was the beginning of my love affair for transit. It also began my transit dreaming.

***

You know I love time traveling in this newsletter these days and here we are in 2014 with me in disbelief that I’m sitting on a dais. But I was, and it was mid-afternoon and I’d just been the lone vote on a union contract that I voted against for vibes (do not recommend, please read all of your materials even if you’re on the smallest local or state committee) as one of my first and few actions of being on the Greensboro Transit Authority. 

First and few, because I was on my way to Kansas City just a few moments later, but I was also shook as I’d grown up knowing the staff liaison to GTA as one of the nice younger adult men at our church Ebenezer Baptist rising up the ranks of leadership and singing in the choir next to my dad. I realized much later one of my Dad’s first cousins was a regular GTA rider and regularly outspoken at the meetings. 

It was one thing to idolize the idea of public transit, but in Greensboro, I still got in my car 95% of the time, and I wasn’t dependent on our deficient system. But, at that point, at age 27, I was on this powerful board, and I was shook because I wanted to have all the answers and didn’t.

***

But I wasn’t powerless forever. But even that shook me up, because I knew I’d have folk’s life and safety in my hands and the power was overwhelming.

I was asked by the Kansas City Streetcar Authority, just months away from opening their region-changing line, to assist them, in my role as communications and membership manager at BikeWalkKC, to create some bike/ped safety materials. In addition to taking the work of the phenomenal communications team at the streetcar and adapting it to a rack card that could go out to bike shops and other community partners, I also helped test loading and unloading bikes onto the streetcar just a few weeks before it opened.

My work was enough to get me a VIP pass and ride on the special streetcar bar crawl the day it opened to the public with the directors of the agency. The next morning, I happened to be in the front row of the public opening. I wasn’t supposed to be on the first revenue train, but somehow, I was in the right eye line for then KCMO Mayor Sly James to point to me as if I was a random Kansas Citian in need of a golden ticket from the stage of that public opening.

I laughed with some of the other dignitaries who knew what was up, while also thinking that one of my colleagues, maybe not me, should have been on here anyway. But that wasn’t the first time in Kansas City that I was able to get on a major platform, on behalf of my company, ahead of my two executive directors. There were other radio interviews, TV interviews, and a little bit of side work from having run The Black Urbanist for at this time five years.

I felt undeserving. I kept writing though, even when my opinion was not unpopular, but uncomfortable, like when I asked for a new airport.

***

I took all that insecurity with me when I quit abruptly and came to DC. I channeled it into one of my first articles for GGWash, on the (potential) loss of an entrance to Potomac Yard. 

I’m still working on this report in which I’ve theorized the need for as many entrances as possible at all Metro stations, that’s been sitting on the shelf because I get scared sometimes when I dream things and do things that are powerful and uncomfortable.

But just like there’s an airport in Kansas City today that’s better that opened up just a few weeks ago, I walked off the train at Potomac Yard today and looked at not just one, but three entrance options. 

I parked in front of the Barnes and Noble, right next to my Michael’s down the strip from the Target and Best Buy that are closer to the first of the three entrances.

I seem to attract the kinds of folks that love Barnes and Noble, no matter who and how I date, and Les is no question. In fact, she’s been a card-carying B&N member for a very long time and we just upgraded to premium after our train trip today. 

As we would go to Barnes and Noble during all the phases of the pandemic,  we’ve been watching this station go up with excitement.

She took Lyft this morning to make it to the ribbon cutting and I watched from home as I edited this morning’s GGWash Breakfast Links, as I do as a contract contributing editor, under my own consulting banner Kristen Jeffers Media.

As  I got in our car and drove over to that B&N after finishing posting our editorial slate for the day, I was wishing that the proposed Metro lines near our apartment were off the drawing board as well. I drove past the Wilson Bridge Trail, wishing I’d had more stamina to also participate in Bike to Work Day.

But, I got to B&N, helped Les refuel (she’s still recovering, but very active), and then we set off to ride the train from Potomac Yard.

It was amazing.

I took lots of photos and video of the both of us and I’ll be sharing those over the next few days, but I picked one of my favorites to lead with today.

Thanks again for listening to all my stories. There’s only more to come, because if today is any indication, some of my transit stories are magic. And yes, I’m just as hype as Alexandria Mayor Justin Wilson today,  because I never stopped believing in this transit dream.

The Principle Corner

In this section, we step away from the literary expression that opens this newsletter and into the “practical”.

Today is a full circle day because for the third time, I’ve been able to ride a public transit line or go to a brand new transit station on its opening day. That’s been the core of my work since I wrote my very first series of posts about having easy access to public transportation back in 2009. 

But, I want to remind us that some folks having access to quality public transportation is not enough. The WMATA Metro station that opened today is in a state that needs to increase its funding allotment not just for this particular station, but for the lines that connect to it (this link is paywalled, but in it WMATA GM Randy Clarke calls for states and localities to step up  when  funding transit). 

Thankfully, the City of Alexandria was not only visionary enough continue pushing through this plan despite numerous setbacks over the course of 40 years,  it continues to innovate, despite diversity setbacks. 

I want every child to have the joy of riding the yellow school bus or a subway or metro train or bus and go exactly where they want to go, without fear. 

And as an adult, I’m living for this day of being able to ride a train, right by something I use in my car all the time, along with shaping policy, advocacy, and how we tell the story of transit, but on my own terms.

Now, onward to masking up again and heading to opening night at the Washington Mystics, with a DC Black Queer Women’s meetup.

By the Way

Here’s where  I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them. 

I will forever amplify any stories that tell the truth about dollar stores and their stripping of value from neighborhoods of people who need lifting up the most. Plus, if they can give this stuff away for nearly free, imagine what we could do if we did so equitably (and scroll down to the Before You Go for some mutual aid ideas).

***

I will be making it to the Sheep to Shawl competition next year, along with the entire Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival. Excited to see this on NPR!

***

Honoring the (semi)retirement of Black disabled movement elder Anita Cameron. As I lean even more into disability justice, I thank her for being there even when the intersections seemed to crash right on her and I honor her for taking this next step to practice self-care.

***

Happy Bike to Work Day, even to those of you who biked across your living room to your work-from-home space!

***

Finally, as we honor not just the revolutionaries that were all born today, but our Asian-American and Pacific Islander native siblings and colleagues, I want to lift up the article of all the Asian Connies that came from watching Connie Chung. I included her in my pantheon of women of color coming on TV and showing me that being a professional writer and journalist was real. I am also touched that she knows this and honors the legacy that she’s left. Let us all proceed in solidarity as we march toward justice and liberation!

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

We’re still reading Viral Justice this week, and I finished chapter one and had to marinate on it. This might be a slow read just so I can process and savor it. Hence why I’m down to once-a-month book recs and we might need to do once a quarter. 

Music-wise you may have seen on Les’s page that we masked up and took a huge leap of faith to sit in the ADA section and watch Anita Baker perform the entire scheduled show, on time, in Baltimore, on key, with an encore. We’ve also been watching the new Afeni and Tupac Shakur documentary Dear Mama and if you enjoyed me teaching that lesson back in the active version of my Black Queer Feminist Urbanist school, you’ll love this doc. Also, I am still working on getting the school back up and running, but I’ll not put a date on that, just know my heart is there.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad! First, another position open with UC San Diego Labor Center, which has updated their salary requirements and due dates for advertising this position.

POSITION OVERVIEW

Position title: Program Director – UC San Diego Labor Center

Salary range: A reasonable salary range estimate for this position is $86,000 – $106,000. Off-scale salaries, i.e., a salary that is higher than the published system-wide salary at the designated rank and step, are offered when necessary to meet competitive conditions. The posted UC academic salary scales
(https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel-programs/compensation/2022-23-academic-salary-scales.html

set the minimum pay determined by rank and/or step at appointment. See the salary scale titled, Academic Administrator Series – Fiscal Year for the salary range https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel- programs/_files/2022-23/july-2022-salary-scales/t34.pdf.

APPLICATION WINDOW
Open date: May 11, 2023

Next review date: Friday, May 26, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Apply by this date to ensure full consideration by the committee.

Final date: Thursday, Aug 31, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Applications will continue to be accepted until this date, but those received after the review date will only be considered if the position has not yet been filled.

Apply now: https://apol-recruit.ucsd.edu/JPF03619/apply

POSITION DESCRIPTION
The UC San Diego Labor Center (https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/) invites applications for a Program Director. The center is administratively housed within the Department of Urban Studies and Planning (https://usp.ucsd.edu/).

The UC San Diego Labor Center strengthens and expands the labor movement through advanced research, education, and strategic partnerships with workers, labor organizations, policymakers, tribal organizations, and the broader San Diego region. We place the well-being of workers, their families, and their communities at the forefront of our curricula, community engagement, public programs, and publications. We focus attention on the unique socio-economic circumstances of the border region, including large binational and refugee communities and Indigenous nations in the region. Our research offers innovative policy perspectives on work and workers while our worker-centered approach advances the goals of fair working conditions, living wages, and climate, gender, and racial justice.

We seek a program director to lead the founding and growth of the center. With funding through the University of California Worker Rights Policy Initiative (WRPI), the center aims, in the next three years, to: build our capacity for research, policy analysis, education, and public-facing programming; support unions and community organizations to conduct their work more strategically by developing curricula and providing
technical assistance; and develop the next generation of labor and community organizers, researchers, and leaders among undergraduate and graduate students by connecting them with labor and community organizations, and training and involving them in community-engaged action research. We work closely with the San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council.

The program director is the senior, full-time person building and leading the center in collaboration with a faculty director and managing its dynamic and growing portfolio of research, training, programming, and community collaboration. The program director is responsible for the independent development and coordination of all aspects of center operations, which includes the following core areas:

Strategic Leadership
Working with the center’s Faculty Leadership Council and the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director provides strategic leadership in planning and implementing all research and programming at the center. Represent the center at annual conferences, community-sponsored events, and working groups.

Research and Education Programming

Working with the Faculty Director, as well as the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director will help develop and guide the center’s research, policy analysis, graduate and undergraduate instruction, and public-facing programming. This includes overseeing and initiating, if qualified, research projects in collaboration with community partners, as well as teaching courses and workshops related to labor studies and community-based methods.

Fundraising
Planning, developing, and initiating strategies for generating resources and/or revenues, including fundraising,  donor relations, and grant and contract proposals.

Public Relations
Interfacing with the broader community (including the California Labor Federation, San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council, unions, worker centers, and community organizations), local and state government
officials, foundations, and other community partners. Overseeing all aspects of the center's communications, including web presence, report review, and external relations.

Event Development and Coordination
Overseeing all center-organized and affiliated events.

Research Administration and Financial Management
Overseeing and further developing the organizational structure for the center’s financial and business operations, including the generation, management, and reporting of center budgets and oversight of contracts and grants.

Center Management
Responsible for personnel and program management at the center, including planning and implementing strategic initiatives, supervising and mentoring staff, and ensuring HR needs are met.

Unit:

https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/

QUALIFICATIONS
Basic qualifications (Required at Time of Application)
1) Bachelor’s degree or higher (or an equivalent foreign degree) in social science, humanities, public
administration, or related fields; AND 2) minimum of ten years' experience, with increasing levels of
responsibility, in research, program development, organizing, and/or administration.

CAMPUS INFORMATION
The University of California, San Diego is an Equal Opportunity/Affirmative Action Employer advancing
inclusive excellence. All qualified applicants will receive consideration for employment without regard to race, color, religion, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity, national origin, disability, age, covered veteran status, or other protected categories covered by the UC nondiscrimination policy.

***

Mutual aid will continue to be a big part of this newsletter. 

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les’s as she recovers at home from her endometriosis surgery,  but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. 

I’m adding a link for Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now). 

And yes, my yarn-related fundraisers are still going strong, as they too see the value in community uplift and mutual aid.   We are directly supporting  LolaBean Yarn Co. and  Dye Hard Yarns in addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you.  I  also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

If you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I will be making some Patreon changes and adding a true incentive to Substack. 

***

I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future,  but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

***

And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com. 

Until next time,

Kristen

This is the May 12, 2023 edition of The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E.  Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner,  fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

 I want to note that this week is the beginning of a few changes in the newsletter format. I’d been doing this personal comfort series, but to be honest, it’s been weighing me down. So in this newsletter, I manage to tie my three scariest/least comfortable places together. I’m still including my By the Way, On the Shelf, and Before You Go sections, but the first two sections will be reconfigured just a bit starting next week and in this week’s Principle Corner, I’ll talk more about what this exercise has brought up in me and what I want to experiment with next.

Also, I will be consolidating platforms. More info on that is to come, but you will still be getting newsletters on Fridays.  Now, my combined story of the week.

Story of the Week: Cages of Healing, Cathedrals of Chains,  Adorned with Terror

They told me that it was the best course for his healing. That we were halfway home when it came to him coming back to life.

But regardless, it was still my dad, in a diaper, in a playpen, behind a net, in a hospital room, while I, at age 25, in 2010, am growing up faster than I expected, despite being a young adult.

It was a soft cage, a cage for his healing, but a cage.

But of course, I was thankful it wasn’t the cage he could have been in considering the shape that he was in. 

Many of those times the police were called because a neighbor had seen my dad doing something endangering to himself and others, resulting only in a ticket and a ride to the mental health department of the county. The few times he was at the county jail, it was clear that he needed to be taken to a mental health wing, not full-on prison.

But, this time, not the time I talk about this most, was the penultimate time. The damage done was irreversible and it harmed more than him, but it harmed him the most. 

The fact that he even regained some kind of mobility, that he escaped that hospital play-pen style cage, then moved to the same rehab center his own dad had managed to squeeze out of almost 15 years earlier, then back to his own house.

He told me not to worry about him, to keep living my life, to continue to thrive. That’s the spirit I took with me for the three remaining “bonus” years we had left. But I watched as he began to cage himself into his home, and I begin to build a heart cage to prepare myself for the day I would get a call that my dad has left this Earth.

I was in a heart-colored, blood-colored room, living a dream at a  conference of environmental influencers, the day nearly ten years ago I got that call. 

About a week later,  I’m standing in a church for one of the handful of times I would do so over the following ten years. I didn’t anticipate that being at the church of my baptism for my dad’s “homegoing”  would be the funeral of my regular churchgoing, but in practice, it’s functioned like a wake.

I stand on the pulpit to give a small eulogy on behalf of the family before the main pastoral eulogy, but on the side, because women mostly stand to the side in this particular spiritual environment. I reach up and touch my hair, wishing there was more of it, despite the fact that I was taking the journey of making my hair the way I want it back into my hands.

And that journey had opened up the rainbow road I was almost ready to start walking down. 

However, the heart cage sent me back into a panic the day of the call and I put my rainbow flag down. I would not be that kind of proud this particular June of 2013, but at least I had a family right?

But, there’s still the issue of my hair. It’s telling some kind of story and I’m in a Black Baptist church in the south where people have mastered hiding in this way in plain sight.

Salon visits of my tweens and teens were secondary spiritual spaces I witnessed so much Black American womanhood culture of all kinds, and learned what the essence of Black womanhood was, through both the magazine and through the air.

Yet that air and chatter were peppered with warnings that not enough hair or the wrong shape could make me lose membership in this particular sorority. That the worse thing you could ever do was not just look like a man, but stop loving them exclusively. 

Reaching up to my hair that day shot me back in time to that one time my hair had broken off, and seemingly overnight when from super long to super short in my twelfth and thirteenth year of life. Then, I felt alright with this thing called queerness, both as an emerging sexuality and as a way of loving the things I loved and doing the things I did, despite their popularity. 

But, that cage, that horrible cage.

One day, about three more years after my dad ascended to the ancestral plane, I managed to be in isolation, in a land far from my home. I was making a house cage similar to his, and sleeping in the living room the way he was sleeping in the living room. 

I found my way out of the living room, off the unsteady blow-up bed, back to a land of familiarity though, without being forced out of not just it, but this section of the earth.

I thought it was just finding joy in making Pinterest boards of my own image, with my own favorite expressions of hair, clothing, craft, and gender and playing music, and figuring out my place in The West Wing TV show’s universe.

But, I was finding God in myself and they were pleased. 

The Principle Corner

In this section, we step away from the literary expression that opens this newsletter and into the “practical”.

For the last few weeks, I’ve been ranking the spaces I feel most comfortable in, partly because it’s a good context to understand me, and two, it’s been helpful for me to have a prompt to write this newsletter regularly. 

However, the further down I go on this scale, the scarier and sadder it gets. Plus, at the moment, the mission of creating a ranking scale for personal comfort isn’t really registering with what I feel I need to offer the world.

So, I decided to combine healthcare, hair salons, and churches in my story above in a way that you can feel how these things are scary, but I didn’t have to retraumatize myself.

The throughline of it all is my Dad, who we lost to violence during a home invasion in May of 2013. We buried him and held his funeral at our home church, a place that’s to my knowledge still not open and affirming of LGBTQIA+ identities. And one of the first ways I knew I was queer is that I  got different euphoric feelings based on the length and shape of my hair. But, I tamped down the euphoria I was starting to feel and pushed myself back into the cage of the closet because I needed my family more than I needed to be free back then.

This has been the foundation of the feelings part of my personal comfort index, but I am ready to re-root and re-set the foundation.

Next week, I’ll tell you another story about my dad, and in this section,  I’ll help you understand why the example of my Dad informs this particular newsletter work and how I want to show up in the world.

By the Way

Here’s where  I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them. 

No, I’ll admit that I’m super biased about this Department of Data story and research on who is more likely to wear glasses. And I wish that the bias against those that do, would end. I also wish that Velma would get the love and respect she deserves no matter the adaptation of her story.

***

For those of us building businesses and disgusted with social media and its changes, despite also liking some of it, the difference between building an audience and building a customer base and the encouragement that we can build one or the other without having to build both. Especially with so many media outlets and other entities that depended solely on the main social media platforms and the favorability of their algorithms dying and other companies that abandon their small business ethos and try to make us feel good about it.

***

Honestly, I might go to this fake beach if we get one in DC, but I might as soon go to the real beach again, especially since I  really did enjoy virtual Something in the Water and I’ve really enjoyed these jaunts away to Virginia Beach through this pandemic.

***

And finally, we may not be in a COVID-19  “emergency” as a collective global people, but we are still in a crisis.  Our organizing and our public outreach need to go beyond what it was in 2019 and evolve.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

We’re still reading Viral Justice this week, and we will be for the remainder of the month. Reading into the introduction and the first chapter last night really helped me see that writing this newsletter is one good thing. And one good thing can be enough. Even if it’s for me to center myself, for a moment, in a body that was never supposed to exist, in a world that was never supposed to exist for me. And despite all of that, I don’t have to be weathered. 

Music-wise I don’t have anything super new to offer this week, as I’ve been trying to listen to quiet music at night, on my Insight Timer app.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad! First, another position open with UC San Diego Labor Center, which has updated its salary requirements and due dates for advertising this position.

POSITION OVERVIEW

Position title: Program Director – UC San Diego Labor Center

Salary range: A reasonable salary range estimate for this position is $86,000 – $106,000. Off-scale salaries, i.e., a salary that is higher than the published system-wide salary at the designated rank and step, are offered when necessary to meet competitive conditions. The posted UC academic salary scales
(https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel-programs/compensation/2022-23-academic-salary-scales.html

set the minimum pay determined by rank and/or step at appointment. See the salary scale titled, Academic Administrator Series – Fiscal Year for the salary range https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel- programs/_files/2022-23/july-2022-salary-scales/t34.pdf.

APPLICATION WINDOW
Open date: May 11, 2023

Next review date: Friday, May 26, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Apply by this date to ensure full consideration by the committee.

Final date: Thursday, Aug 31, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time)

Applications will continue to be accepted until this date, but those received after the review date will only be
considered if the position has not yet been filled.

Apply now: https://apol-recruit.ucsd.edu/JPF03619/apply

POSITION DESCRIPTION
The UC San Diego Labor Center (https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/) invites applications for a Program Director. The center is administratively housed within the Department of Urban Studies and Planning (https://usp.ucsd.edu/).

The UC San Diego Labor Center strengthens and expands the labor movement through advanced research, education, and strategic partnerships with workers, labor organizations, policymakers, tribal organizations, and the broader San Diego region. We place the well-being of workers, their families, and their communities at the forefront of our curricula, community engagement, public programs, and publications. We focus attention on the unique socio-economic circumstances of the border region, including large binational and refugee communities and Indigenous nations in the region. Our research offers innovative policy perspectives on work and workers while our worker-centered approach advances the goals of fair working conditions, living wages, and climate, gender, and racial justice.

We seek a program director to lead the founding and growth of the center. With funding through the University of California Worker Rights Policy Initiative (WRPI), the center aims, in the next three years, to: build our capacity for research, policy analysis, education, and public-facing programming; support unions and community organizations to conduct their work more strategically by developing curricula and providing technical assistance; and develop the next generation of labor and community organizers, researchers, and leaders among undergraduate and graduate students by connecting them with labor and community organizations, and training and involving them in community-engaged action research. We work closely with the San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council.

The program director is the senior, full-time person building and leading the center in collaboration with a faculty director and managing its dynamic and growing portfolio of research, training, programming, and community collaboration. The program director is responsible for the independent development and coordination of all aspects of center operations, which includes the following core areas:

Strategic Leadership
Working with the center’s Faculty Leadership Council and the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director provides strategic leadership in planning and implementing all research and programming at the center. Represent the center at annual conferences, community-sponsored events, and working groups.

Research and Education Programming

Working with the Faculty Director, as well as the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director will help develop and guide the center’s research, policy analysis, graduate and undergraduate instruction, and public-facing programming. This includes overseeing and initiating, if qualified, research projects in collaboration with community partners, as well as teaching courses and workshops related to labor studies and community-based methods.

Fundraising
Planning, developing, and initiating strategies for generating resources and/or revenues, including through fundraising,  donor relations, and grant and contract proposals.

Public Relations
Interfacing with the broader community (including the California Labor Federation, San Diego-Imperial
Counties Labor Council, unions, worker centers, and community organizations), local and state government officials, foundations, and other community partners. Overseeing all aspects of the center’s communications, including web presence, report review, and external relations.

Event Development and Coordination
Overseeing all center-organized and affiliated events.

Research Administration and Financial Management
Overseeing and further developing the organizational structure for the center’s financial and business operations, including the generation, management, and reporting of center budgets and oversight of contracts and grants.

Center Management
Responsible for personnel and program management at the center, including planning and implementing strategic initiatives, supervising and mentoring staff, and ensuring HR needs are met.
Unit: 

https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/

QUALIFICATIONS
Basic qualifications (Required at Time of Application)
1) Bachelor’s degree or higher (or an equivalent foreign degree) in social science, humanities, public
administration, or related fields; AND 2) minimum of ten years' experience, with increasing levels of
responsibility, in research, program development, organizing, and/or administration.

CAMPUS INFORMATION
The University of California, San Diego is an Equal Opportunity/Affirmative Action Employer advancing
inclusive excellence. All qualified applicants will receive consideration for employment without regard to race, color, religion, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity, national origin, disability, age, covered veteran status, or other protected categories covered by the UC nondiscrimination policy.

***

Mutual aid will continue to be a big part of this newsletter. 

First continue to lift up our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les as she recovers at home from her endometriosis surgery,  but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. 

Then Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now). 

And yes, my yarn-related fundraisers are still going strong, as they too see the value in community uplift and mutual aid.   We are directly supporting  LolaBean Yarn Co. and  Dye Hard Yarns in addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you.  I also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

If you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become aPatreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I will be making some Patreon changes and adding a true incentive to Substack. 

***

I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future,  but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

***

And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com. 

Until next time,

Kristen

The Black Urbanist Weekly for May 5, 2023

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E.  Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner,  fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

 Let’s get started with our story of the week, then my weekly section on my Black queer feminist urbanist principles, “The Principle Corner”, then By the Way where I highlight articles and projects I had a hand in or think you should know about.; On the Shelf, On the Playlist where I share book and music recommendations, and finally Before You Go, where I share any ads and announcements if I have them and ways to support this work financially and externally. 

Story of the Week: I’m always at the top of the class, doing my best work, until I blackout.

In the second grade, I couldn’t wait to get to school. 

When I say I couldn’t wait to get to school, I mean that I was loosening my seatbelt in the front passenger seat of our sharp navy blue 1988 Buick Park Avenue as my mom pulled into the parent drop-off area on the west side of Greensboro’s Peck Elementary School.

Most mornings, I would hop out, dash up the sidewalk and into the west side doors of our circa 1920s main building, and head to my classroom. After a day in our school complex, which consisted of that 1920s building with all the K-3 classrooms and the cafeteria, a classroom addition from maybe the 1940s or 1950s,  a library addition from the 1970s, and another darker wing that seemed like it could have been from the 80s,  I would dash down those same steps at and back to the Park Avenue, which would be parked on Van Wert Street, facing Florida Street, ready to take me back the mile or so to our home on Rockett Street.

You would think it would be that dash down those steps that would have been my big facepalm, but no, it was a different one. 

One morning in that second-grade year (1993-1994), we were coming in from the playground, which was behind the teacher’s parking lot and as I was walking in the sidewalk in line, my feet caught a dent in the sidewalk and my face and glasses went flat on the ground. Unfortunately, this fall was witnessed by everyone. As the tears streamed down my face and my nose, now slightly broken throbbed, I insisted on pressing forward anyway. Somehow my glasses survived.

My mom and several teachers asked me if I was ok and told me I could go home if I wanted to. Nope, once I came back to full consciousness, despite my weird feeling, I went back to school.

After all, there was more fun to be had, playing with our class Koosh ball, writing my next book to submit to the 1994 Young Writers Conference at UNCG, and smelling the Mr. Sketch markers that hadn’t become fodder for ants or dried up too quickly. Plus, you couldn’t tell me that my second-grade teacher,  Ms. Washam, wasn’t moonlighting as Vanna White at night on Wheel of Fortune.

But, if you ever wondered why I had a hump on my nose, this is why. And if you wondered how I got to the point where I stopped pressing on even though I didn’t feel good, let’s fast forward about 20 years to the fall of 2012.

I’m laying on my office floor, having blacked out, despite my best efforts to staple every paper, put in every comma on the board member packets, and make sure they sit at their assigned seats.

I, the not quite straight-A student, who still managed to win writing and good citizenship awards in elementary school, had grown up into an adult with a master of public affairs who was on yet another performance improvement plan and who got the feeling that many felt, save my more resourceful classmates, one who helped with getting this job and was on the board, I just couldn’t work hard enough and stay in my proverbial place.

I laid on that office floor, dizzy, head-pounding, vision-blurred, while some upstairs believed I’d skipped out on town to go see my beloved Wolfpack play football that Saturday, rather than be a team player where I was, collecting comp time as my head was in internal pound town.

I want to say that I’ve managed to master workplaces and that they don’t cause me stress, anxiety, and blackouts.

I haven’t. 

And this week, I sit in that discomfort as I hope that one day,  my body will at least stay put together long enough for me to feel truly successful and comfortable. But until then, I’m not getting up unless I have to.

The Principle Corner

Each week, I take  a moment to share how I’ve been building the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist practice and ethic, so we can approach this work from a similar starting point.  In this section over the next few weeks of these themed newsletters, I’ll be reminding you why I’m ranking spaces in the first place and how that’s building up into launching phase one of the usable Black Queer Feminist Urbanist dashboard.  Coming soon, I’ll be sharing some how-tos of living in a place like I do, in a body like mine.

I came up with schools and workplaces being seventh by listing ten places on a vertical scale of 1-10 with 1 being the safest for me and ten being the least.  And I decided to combine the two because as a child, you go to school to allow your parents or caregivers to do things,  then you start learning things to help you become an adult and succeed, most often in a workplace. I also wanted to show how childhood resilience could easily turn into adult resolve and disappointment.

And for reference, Here’s the vertical version of my Personal Space Comfort Index from most to least comfortable. We’re on public transportation this week and next time (as we’re taking next week off)  we’ll be doing schools and workplaces.

Nature Trail/River Kayaking

Bookstores and Libraries

Craft circles, stores, and festivals

Places that sell and serve food (restaurants/grocery stores/bars)

Private residences

Public transportation

Schools and workplaces

Healthcare facilities

Hair Salons

Churches* (I’ll explain this asterisk in a few weeks when I break down why I feel least comfortable in a church but not necessarily in spiritual spaces). 

By the Way

Here’s where  I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them. 

I know folks have mixed feelings about Tabitha Brown, but she’s also an Afro-Carolinian in the diaspora and she’s making me wish that when I came home to Greensboro for work in 2019, I had nudged the planning department and Action Greensboro who sponsored my visit to do a big screen and celebration in Center City Park, similar to what she’s doing on Saturday, May 5 as she launches her fourth and final  Target collection ( I do own a few of the prior collections and I like what I own). 

***

Jordan Neely should still be here.  I’m just grateful that all the times I was having really hard times in public,  including last week at a crab house and several times on Metro over the years,  I wasn’t deemed worthy of death for just not being able to handle the chaos of the world and having a panic attack. I’m also thankful for scholars like Idil Abdillahi addressing how anti-blackness and sanism intersect and affect us all globally.

***

I  haven’t dug into all of this Scalawag series, but if you want to understand Atlanta’s battle over Cop City and how this is everyone’s battle, this is a great place to start.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

This month, I want to build on our read last month of The Viral Underclass with yet another book that asks us to come together in solitary in the wake of mass physical infection and illness — Viral Justice by Ruha Benjamin. I’m just in the introduction and she gets straight to the point of what we need to do to move forward not just from COVID-19, but all that ails us. She also doesn’t hesitate to name environmental racism (and other isms) as a key factor in why we struggle. However, she encourages us thus far to take small steps and communal steps to progress. If you decide to read along with me, let me know. I hate that I missed her talk at last week’s outdoor Waverly Book Festival.

With Les’s surgery, my presence at the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival may or may not happen, but regardless, I have a large bag of yarn at home as she recovers and Emily King’s latest album to stream. 

I’ve been a fan of Emily, since 2007, when I was excited to see another sista with a guitar with a major label release. I’ve followed every twist and turn in her career, and it’s been motivating to see her create her own label and then find the right label fit, while controlling her image and sound and I got to tell her this at the Riot Room (RIP) in Kansas City in 2016. I still have our picture from that concert too and the signed album. 

And if things go well, I might be donning a 3M Aura mask and catching her Howard Theater show on May 31 and starting my official goal of purchasing the vinyl or at least CD copies of all the folks I like, in an extension of me supporting art not just with my streams, but with my funds, regardless if I can do an indoor show or not. Regardless, this remix EP of several of her songs off her second most recent album is probably my favorite.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad! First, another position is open with UC San Diego Labor Center.

Position title: Program Director – UC San Diego Labor Center

Apply now: https://apol-recruit.ucsd.edu/JPF03568/apply 

View this position online: https://apol-recruit.ucsd.edu/JPF03568

POSITION OVERVIEW 

Salary range: A reasonable salary range estimate for this position is $86,000 – $106,000. The posted UC academic salary scales (https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel-programs/compensation/2022-23-academic-salary-scales.html) set the minimum pay determined by rank and/or step at appointment. See the salary scale titled, Academic Administrator Series – Fiscal Year for the salary range https://www.ucop.edu/academic-personnel-programs/_files/2022-23/july-2022-salary-scales/t34.pdf.

APPLICATION WINDOW 

Open date: April 18, 2023

Next review date: Monday, May 15, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time) 
Apply by this date to ensure full consideration by the committee. 

Final date: Thursday, Aug 31, 2023 at 11:59pm (Pacific Time) 
Applications will continue to be accepted until this date, but those received after the review date will only be considered if the position has not yet been filled. 

POSITION DESCRIPTION

The UC San Diego Labor Center (https://laborcenter.ucsd.edu/) invites applications for a Program Director. The center is administratively housed within the Department of Urban Studies and Planning (https://usp.ucsd.edu/). The UC San Diego Labor Center strengthens and expands the labor movement through advanced research, education, and strategic partnerships with workers, labor organizations, policymakers, tribal organizations, and the broader San Diego region. We place the well-being of workers, their families, and their communities at the forefront of our curricula, community engagement, public programs, and publications. We focus attention on the unique socio-economic circumstances of the border region, including large binational and refugee communities and Indigenous nations in the region. Our research offers innovative policy perspectives on work and workers while our worker-centered approach advances the goals of fair working conditions, living wages, and climate, gender, and racial justice.

We seek a program director to lead the founding and growth of the center. With funding through the University of California Worker Rights Policy Initiative (WRPI), the center aims, in the next three years, to: build our capacity for research, policy analysis, education, and public-facing programming; support unions and community organizations to conduct their work more strategically by developing curricula and providing technical assistance; and develop the next generation of labor and community organizers, researchers, and leaders among undergraduate and graduate students by connecting them with labor and community organizations, and training and involving them in community-engaged action research. We work closely with the San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council.

The program director is the senior, full-time person building and leading the center in collaboration with a faculty director and managing its dynamic and growing portfolio of research, training, programming, and community collaboration. The program director is responsible for the independent development and coordination of all aspects of center operations, which includes the following core areas.

Strategic Leadership 
Working with the center’s Faculty Leadership Council and the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director provides strategic leadership in planning and implementing all research and programming at the center. Represent the center at annual conferences, community-sponsored events, and working groups.

Research and Education Programming 
Working with the Faculty Director, as well as the Labor and Community Advisory Board, the program director will help develop and guide the center’s research, policy analysis, graduate and undergraduate instruction, and public-facing programming. This includes overseeing and initiating, if qualified, research projects in collaboration with community partners, as well as teaching courses and workshops related to labor studies and community-based methods.

Fundraising 
Planning, developing, and initiating strategies for generating resources and/or revenues, including through fundraising, donor relations, and grant and contract proposals.

Public Relations 
Interfacing with the broader community (including the California Labor Federation, San Diego-Imperial Counties Labor Council, unions, worker centers, and community organizations), local and state government officials, foundations, and other community partners. Overseeing all aspects of the center’s communications, including web presence, report review, and external relations.

Event Development and Coordination 
Overseeing all center organized and affiliated events.

Research Administration and Financial Management 
Overseeing and further developing the organizational structure for the center’s financial and business operations, including the generation, management, and reporting of center budgets and oversight of contracts and grants.

Center Management 
Responsible for personnel and program management at the center, including planning and implementing strategic initiatives, supervising and mentoring staff, and ensuring HR needs are met.

CAMPUS INFORMATION 

The University of California, San Diego is an Equal Opportunity/Affirmative Action Employer advancing inclusive excellence. All qualified applicants will receive consideration for employment without regard to race, color, religion, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity, national origin, disability, age, covered veteran status, or other protected categories covered by the UC nondiscrimination policy.

***

Even though I’m probably sitting out Maryland Sheep and Wool and if you haven’t already, consider supporting  LolaBean Yarn Co. and  Dye Hard Yarns. In addition to the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing. 

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les’s as she recovers at home from her endometriosis surgery,  but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. 

I’m adding a link for Project N95 to help folks who still want to use personal protective equipment, but are running into financial hardship now that things like tests and high-quality masks are full price and major institutions have decided to move on. I’m also adding a link for the Entertainment Community Fund and for those in WGA to have relief while they take necessary action to get the funding they deserve for being one of the few industries that can’t be erased (at least for now). 

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you.  I  also assume that you do have the financial means to do so as planners, but I know things can be tough for us. But solidarity is free and that starts with speaking up and sharing when you can.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

***

I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future,  but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

***

if you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become aPatreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I do have a special surprise for my Patreon and paid Substack followers, but you’ll be getting early access to a rebooted project I’m doing, that will go public to everyone in June. 

***

And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com. 

Until next time,

Kristen

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers for April 28, 2023, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

Let’s get started with our story of the week, then my weekly section on my Black queer feminist urbanist principles, “The Principle Corner”, then By the Way where I highlight articles and projects I had a hand in or think you should know about; On the Shelf, On the Playlist where I share book and music recommendations, and finally Before You Go, where I share any ads and announcements if I have them and ways to support this work financially and externally.

Story of the Week: The chimes of public transportation vehicles remind me that being on transit is both a celebration and a gamble.

On July 4, 2004, my aunt and several of my cousins rode for what felt like forever on the parkways of Fairfax County. Then after miles of tall signs and strip malls and toll booths, we turned at a sign labeled with a squared-off capital M.

Underneath, the words — Metro.

My irritation turned into excitement. Finally, after years of waiting, my barely-an-adult self would be taking a subway to our Nation’s Capital to see more of the sites that had captivated me in our class midnight madness trip months before.

Instead of riding in the comfort of a Holiday Tours company bus, around the monuments, to the steps of the Capitol and Pentagon City Mall all in the span of 24 hours, we’d be parking our car and taking the Orange Line of the Metro.

The day wasn’t all pleasant. I can’t wait to take Metro again with my aunt and go to that very spot at the Federal Triangle station where I had an audible panic attack because I was scared of all the people and my legs hurt.

I take all the blame for my legs hurting because I decided to stand up all the way from the Vienna station to the Smithsonian station.

If you know, you know. My knee still hurts from time to time and I’ve taken a lot more Metro trips since then.

Like when I park our car at Southern Avenue, our current closest station, to come downtown for something or another, and I realize I forgot to eat enough to not feel every curve and bend underneath Southeast DC in route across to Near Northwest DC.

You can say that Les and I had a Green Line love affair, me living at the time near Georgia Avenue-Petworth and her out here, a ten-minute Metrobus ride from Southern Avenue. The commute from Southern Avenue won out due to space exactly four years ago this week. Plus, I got tired of living with pests of all kinds.

However, what’s not a pest is that public transportation exists and works. Maybe one day, we can get rid of all that stinky carpet on Metro. One day, we can convince Congress to never stop funding transit, so we don’t keep making the poorest folks on the system pay the most for not having fare.

And I’ll happily sit on the train, lean back, and cruise underneath the streets of DC.

The Principle Corner

Each week, I take a moment to share how I’ve been building the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist practice and ethic, so we can approach this work from a similar starting point. In this section over the next few weeks of these themed newsletters, I’ll be reminding you why I’m ranking spaces in the first place and how that’s building up into launching phase one of the usable Black Queer Feminist Urbanist dashboard. Coming soon, I’ll be sharing some how-tos of living in a place like I do, in a body like mine.

I came up with public transportation being sixth by listing ten places on a vertical scale of 1–10 with 1 being the safest for me and ten being the least.

I’m still working on how I want to collect this kind of information from you, and how it would work in an interactive dashboard, but for now, just email me your top ten. Let me know if you’d want me to share it in a future edition of this space!

And for reference, Here’s the vertical version of my Personal Space Comfort Index from most to least comfortable. We’re on public transportation this week and next time (as we’re taking next week off) we’ll be doing schools and workplaces.

Nature Trail/River Kayaking

Bookstores and Libraries

Craft circles, stores, and festivals

Places that sell and serve food (restaurants/grocery stores/bars)

Private residences

Public transportation

Schools and workplaces

Healthcare facilities

Hair Salons

Churches* (I’ll explain this asterisk in a few weeks when I break down why I feel least comfortable in a church but not necessarily in spiritual spaces).

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them.

My grandparents adored Harry Belafonte for what he represented to Black folks of their generation. I am inspired by his journey from janitor to artist, without missing a beat as an activist and leader, and mentor. Shout out to Black Film Archive’s Maya Cade for her amazing eulogy of him.

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Another congratulations and kudos to friend of the newsletter, Assistant Professor of Political Science at John Jay College, City University of New York Dr. Alex J. Moffett-Bateau on the release of her research of ten years on Black women and their political identity formation based on where they live and the violence they experience. I’m very excited for their next batch of research on Black political identity formation as it intersects with disability.

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Finally, in a recent Baltimore Banner report, several Black Baltimorians talked about leaving the city, because of disinvestment in their neighborhoods and the resultant feelings from that lack of care. I’ve tweeted about a lot this week, but this all ties into feelings of cities across the board not caring about us.

I don’t want to give up, but we can see when builders, elected officials, and others either don’t invest in us or invest in us in ways that don’t set us up for justice and liberation.

I thought moving to another city would help my grief of losing my dad and the depression of having gone through the Great Recession when I left Greensboro in 2015.

What I didn’t realize was the heavy sadness and pain the Great Migration and lingering effects of places that had urban enslavement, severe residential segregation and other classist, ableist, racist, and queer antagonistic policies had on all of America.

I’ve grown up a lot in the past 8 years and it’s why I’m looking forward to more mentoring of folks who are trying to make sense of places, not just to study them, but to live in them.

But, as my colleague Dan Reed says in this GGWash article I edited this week, Townhomes as a housing type, are not the problem in Prince George’s County (or anywhere). We embedded this heartbreaking story from NPR that chronicles the history of racist housing practices that make it easy for us to blame the typology, especially when some builders and funders, and developers do alter how they sell homes. But, we still need shelter and we do have work to do to make sure all housing is not just fair, but just.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My weekly recommendations of books, music, podcasts, and other pop culture

Still reading and listening to The Viral Underclass, by Dr. Steven Thrasher. We’re at the point where no one should be shamed for illness, but we should shame those who pathologize things that aren’t diseases and fail to offer treatment for the things that are. It still connects to what we talked about in our last section around tools and intent. But, this empowers me to come to speak to you, week after week, because it’s the right thing to do.

Music-wise, it’s raining this morning and I’m doing some deep work on my platform outside of preparing this newsletter. As of late, Black Pumas self-titled 2019 debut is on repeat for days like this.

My second go-to is St. Paul and the Broken Bones, who have been a key Southern soul emo music go-to since I discovered their Tiny Desk and their first two albums in 2017. They were my first and only solo show at the Anthem in DC in 2018 and I hope to see them again in a safe way soon. Meanwhile, congrats to bandleader Paul Janeway on the birth of their first child, and thank you for gifting them and us Angels in Science Fiction this week!

But back to Black Pumas. What I love about both bands is that soul I feel of being country kids, but with very liberal, urbane visions of the world, tinged with a degree of depression over its direction. I also see this in both versions of Britany Howard’s Jaime and her last full-length with Alabama Shakes, Sound and Color (link goes to the single version).

And of course, Rhiannon Giddens anything, but that should surprise no one as her sound is the specific Greensboro contribution to this subgenre.

However, this southern soul emo (not quite blues, but not quite country and R&B either) is a sound you can find all over the world. I’ll leave you this week with Jamie Woon’s Dedication. It’s the last song on his last album and it’s been 8 years since we’ve heard any music from him. I think that makes the record even more haunting.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns and things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad!

Free training on data analysis and storytelling for organizations working in urban equitable development

The Equitable Development Data Insight Training Initiative (EDDIT) teaches organizations, non-profits, and local governments in the U.S. and Canada how to use their data and resources to document, reflect, evaluate, and communicate the impacts of their work to stakeholders and communities.

Our skilled data analysis and storytelling experts help organizations reach new audiences using data and resources they already own. We work closely with your organization to create 20–30 hours of personalized modules designed to meet your data and narrative needs. Organizations located in small to mid-sized cities (with populations less than 500,000) are eligible for our Initiative.

We are looking for a wide range of equitable development projects, from a local community garden to a city-wide public transportation plan. If you know an organization who could benefit from free training in data analysis and storytelling, we encourage you to share this Initiative. Let’s build equitable cities together. There is no cost to apply.

Find out more on our website.

The Equitable Development Data Insight Training Initiative (EDDIT) is a collaboration between UC Berkeley Centre for Community Innovation and University of Toronto School of Cities, funded by a $2.2 million (USD) grant from the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation.

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Local Yarn Store Day is also tomorrow and if you haven’t already, consider supporting LolaBean Yarn Co. and Dye Hard Yarns.

In addition, the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space, is still ongoing.

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, like our colleague who could still use our support with her partner’s chronic health challenges and of course, Les’s major endometriosis surgery next week, but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before.

I’m going to encourage you to glance at local GoFundMe/Venmo/CashApp campaigns and donate what you can stand to not have come back to you, to lift the spirits of someone that is having a really hard time paying bills, maintaining healthcare, and building up their livelihood in addition to everything else going on.

This is how we as planners and makers can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you.

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If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast, book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

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I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

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if you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. I do have a special surprise for my Patreon and paid Substack followers, but you’ll be getting early access to a rebooted project I’m doing, that will go public to everyone in June.

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And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com.

Until next time,

Kristen

In a week full of dark news moments and absurdities, the best way I could bring you the next part of my series on personal comfort in physical spaces was through a little bit of magical realism, centered on those lemon juice bottles shaped like lemons. If you’re still interested, come along with me as I talk about how restaurants are my fourth most comfortable space

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

Let’s get started with a few words of reflection from me, then my weekly section on my Black queer feminist urbanist principles, “The Principle Corner”, then By the Way where I highlight articles and projects I had a hand in externally.; On the Shelf, On the Playlist where I share book and music recommendations, and finally Before You Go, where I share any ads and announcements if I have them and ways to support this work financially and externally. 

I haven’t been feeling great this week and I really needed to hang out in nostalgia and imagination.

However, I promised to talk about food rooms and it’s nothing like being in the ones I grew up in, so, let’s hop in my time machine and let’s hop out in Burlington, NC in 1989.

It’s about 5:30 pm on this winter Friday night in 1989. I’m sitting in a high-top chair at the end of a six-top table because I’m four and I’m about a year away from being able to sit at the regular table. My maternal grandparents, my parents, and my mom’s youngest brother and his then-girlfriend, later wife are sitting at the regular table. 

They’re visiting for the weekend after having moved to Maryland the year before. They wanted to get seafood in the special NC way. So here we are, joining my grandparents in their Friday night calabash seafood ritual inside of a covered barn-like structure painted blue called Harbor Inn Seafood (they’ve since moved into an old Golden Corral down the street). We’re next door to a former bank shaped like an octagon painted yellow and converted into a Biscuitville. My uncle had sworn off that place though after a bad stomachache. But we’re all excited about what we’re about to eat at the Harbor Inn.

Speaking of yellow objects, I know the plastic lemon isn’t a lemon or a toy, but I want it to be the latter. Yes, the restaurant gave me a coloring menu, but it takes a minute to fry fish and unlike the adults, I don’t have anyone to talk to, I finished coloring, and the adults just keep swatting away the lemon. 

But, just as the fish arrives, my dad sneaks the lemon over to me to squish just one time, after putting some of the droplets of the lemon juice into his sweet tea to make it just a little less sweet.

As we touch that lemon together, we flash forward in our time machine to 1995. Only the machine gets a little wobbly with the imagery here. 

The lemon is there, but it’s on our table in a room of soft pink booths, white-topped tables, and gold-accented mirrors on the walls. I can hear the clinking of plates and glasses all across this room. I look down and I have a small bowl of emerald green Jello, a small bowl of greasy macaroni and cheese, a small bowl of fried okra, and a plate of chicken pot pie. I have a red and white striped milk carton just like the one at school.

However, not only does the dining room at this place called K&W Cafeteria keep flashing and changing its decorations, I notice that my body keeps changing sizes and the people I’m sitting with are the same, but they too are aging and they aren’t all at the table at the same time. 

I blame this failure in coding the machine on the fact that I’ve been to a number of K&W’s with all kinds of configurations across the state of North Carolina over the years, with various combinations of family members, church members, colleagues of my parents, and college friends.

One of those configurations that really used to haunt me as a child was the one at Fourm IV. I mentioned this failed iteration of a mall before when I first mentioned Friendly Shopping Center, Greensboro, NC’s first major suburban shopping center. To keep up with the times in the 1980s, they built an enclosed part of the mall and other than the K&W in the basement, it didn’t do so well.

That K&W required you to walk in and walk through wall-to-wall dark paneled wooden hallways before getting to the actual cafeteria line to help with crowd control. Sundays especially were tough as a kid waiting in those hallways, where you could somewhat see the dining room out of frosted windows, but you could only see over them if you were adult-sized. This is already after parking in the parking deck on the same level as the K&W, and seeing escalators leading up to the main mall levels that seemed to go nowhere.

I still have nightmares of being in that enclosed mall, because something always seemed off over there.

Back to this K&W time machine simulation though. We’re going to stay and eat the entire plate because one, we waited too long for it after seeing it from a distance when we would be in the back of the line at the more well-lit ones for at least 30-45 minutes. 

But, I’m going to then shake the lemon because now I’m sad at all the people that are in this simulation, who have passed on, and because thanks to the pandemic, K&W is dying off too.

The final lemon shake takes us to a hot summer night right off U Street in DC, the weekend before I would have surgery last August. Les and I are sitting in front of the lemon bottle and a tray of six crabs that we paid an amount for that we would never admit we did back home. Let’s just say I could go to K&W every day for a month and Harbor Inn every week for a month for what I just spent at this new spot, which I won’t name because I don’t want to shame. I also don’t want folks to figure it out so I can have my little time machine moment right here, in a place with all outdoor seating and delectable seafood. 

I can relax and breathe knowing that having a bite to eat with the people I love the most will be lifegiving and not life-threatening as it has been for over three years now.

I hope you took my advice to not come to the newsletter hungry this week, because I know I took you on quite the journey through my imagination that has been cultivated for all of my 37 years and counting, Especially growing up as an only child in a single-family home. Next week, I talk about how even my “home” home has been a site of comfort and discomfort.

The Principle Corner

Each week, I’m taking a moment to share how I’ve been building the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist practice and ethic, so we can approach this work from a similar starting point. In this section over the next few weeks of these themed newsletters, I’ll be reminding you why I’m ranking spaces in the first place and how that’s building up into launching phase one of the usable Black Queer Feminist Urbanist dashboard. 

I came up with food spaces being third by listing ten places on a vertical scale of 1-10 with 1 being the safest for me and ten being the least.

I’m still working on how I want to collect this kind of information from you, and how it would work in an interactive dashboard, but for now, just email me your top ten. Let me know if you’d want me to share it in a future edition of this space!

And for reference, Here’s the vertical version of my Personal Space Comfort Index from most to least comfortable, with this week’s space in bold and next week’s space in italics:

Nature Trail/River Kayaking

Bookstores and Libraries

Craft circles, stores, and festivals

Places that sell and serve food (restaurants/grocery stores/bars)

Private residences

Public transportation

Schools and workplaces

Healthcare facilities

Hair Salons

Churches* (I’ll explain this asterisk in a few weeks when I break down why I feel least comfortable in a church but not necessarily in spiritual spaces). 

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them. 

Earlier this week I tweeted that I was not doing well mentally. It’s not just the end of the public health emergency for COVID, but that was what prompted that particular tweet. I feel extremely heavy, though I have been doing a lot of self-care and receiving some degree of community care. However, I can’t make all of these structural issues go away and they do feel like an anvil. 

What I can do though, is remind you that we should speak up and we should be leading the way in building the kind of community we need to see.  

Yes you, who goes to work for a public agency or social benefit organization of some kind. Yes, you who worships or meditates in a community that claims you want to see the “least of these” thrive and that we should treat all as valuable. 

Yes, even you who may have thought that they lost the battle when they got infected the first time or that things have gotten better and you can’t do anything else. 

If you’re reading this newsletter today, it’s not too late to think about how to go forward with a mind of solidarity and understanding that we as the community builders, the way-makers, the informers, the carers, the nurturers, to build a world that starts with accessibility and inclusion. 

I leave this section with this article specifically how the media failed in informing those, but if we truly believe in justice, we have to step in, as much as we can, as often as we can. We most certainly must not shame or diminish those who are ringing the bell to course correct.

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I do appreciate this quiz by the Washington Post that assesses ableism. I’m hoping to have my eventual index do something similar, but for now, start with this quiz.

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Even though nothing was said about the LGBTQIA+ humanitarian crisis on the African continent, and the Vice-President of the United States being Black and South Asian is not a solution for any of the problems befalling Black and Asian women, the imagery was nice (especially with this article coming from a Black feminine-presenting reporter) and I’m glad that I can focus my time on being the solution, in solidarity, with others.

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So I promise that two of my queer urbanist colleagues and I didn’t plan on writing and publishing research about similar things this week, but they did. First, Dan Reed used the closing of Silver Spring’s Tastee Diner to talk about how so much of our comfort level in these private food businesses that end up becoming public squares is how comfortable they are when we bring our whole selves to their table.

And I’m excited to see this research of DW Rowlands come through the Brookings banner, as we’ve chatted about a version of this research putting facts behind what I’ve long seen: a lack of “premium” grocery stores in Black neighborhoods. 

While it’s sad to see it, I’m glad I’m not alone in my feelings and anxieties and that the facts are on the table in a way that would require folks to deliberately unsee issues.

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Also grateful for more analysis on the transportation equity that we are attempting despite not having all the resources and funding needs (paywall) with our Metro system here in DC. Also, I’m excited to have had a small hand in bringing another young Black urbanist’s thoughts to the ecosystem. 

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

Considering the weight on my heart around the ending of the public health emergency around COVID-19 in the United States, my only book recommendation this week is Dr. Steven Thrasher’s The Viral Underclass. I was gifted a review copy of this book a year ago and while I’ve believed in its importance 100%, I haven’t been able to clear the space to read all of it and really apply it. Plus, I already operate out of a solidarity and holistic model of placemaking and keeping. However, as we go into this next phase of our lives, I’m going to jump in and understand how to maintain a practice of solidarity and uplifting those who are constantly at the mercy of natural disasters and disease, despite their promises of “equal impact”.

Music-wise, I’ve been leaning on my GetUp! Mix on Apple Music. I would share it, but it changes every Monday and works similarly to other apps, AI-generated music picks, only I trained this algorithm and it’s pretty spot on to what I do want to listen to when I wake up and get moving.

And I was quite relaxed after listening to Tracee Ellis Ross and Britany Luse talk on this week’s episode of It’s Been a Minute. The one thing I’m embracing coming out of this whole recent lockdown and malaise (and pressing through future times), is the hope that too can drink the special auntie juice they speak of and press forward as a good elder. Oh and for the record, I’m happy to be your urbanist auntie but don’t push me.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad!

Free training on data analysis and storytelling for organizations working in urban equitable development

The Equitable Development Data Insight Training Initiative (EDDIT) teaches organizations, non-profits, and local governments in the U.S. and Canada how to use their data and resources to document, reflect, evaluate, and communicate the impacts of their work to stakeholders and communities.  

Our skilled data analysis and storytelling experts help organizations reach new audiences using data and resources they already own. We work closely with your organization to create 20-30 hours of personalized modules designed to meet your data and narrative needs. Organizations located in small to mid-sized cities (with populations less than 500,000) are eligible for our Initiative.

We are looking for a wide range of equitable development projects, from a local community garden to a city-wide public transportation plan. If you know an organization who could benefit from free training in data analysis and storytelling, we encourage you to share this Initiative. Let’s build equitable cities together. There is no cost to apply. 

Find out more on our website.

The Equitable Development Data Insight Training Initiative (EDDIT) is a collaboration between UC Berkeley Centre for Community Innovation and University of Toronto School of Cities, funded by a $2.2 million (USD) grant from the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation.

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I’m still lifting up the fundraising campaigns of LolaBean Yarn Co. and Dye Hard Yarns, of another urbanism editor and their family, and the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space.

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. I’m going to encourage you to glance at local GoFundMes/Venmo/CashApp and donate what you can stand to not have come back to you, to lift the spirits of someone that is having a really hard time paying bills, maintaining healthcare, and building up their livelihood in addition to everything else going on.

However, this also leans into how we can practice solidarity and uplift community groups. If not these campaigns, please find some that are closest to you.

***

If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

***

I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

***

if you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering. 

***

And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com. 

Until next time,

Kristen

Think about that feeling you get in a pillow or blanket fort. Now think about where that fiber comes from and how you can purchase it to make into said fort. Are there spaces like that in your community and if so, do they fill like a blanket fort?

This is The Black Urbanist Weekly with Kristen Jeffers, an email newsletter that highlights the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist thoughts and commentary of me, Kristen E. Jeffers, an internationally-known urban planner, fiber designer, and contributing editor. Think of this as an editorial page column, but directly in your email.

Let’s get started with a few words of reflection from me, then my weekly section on my Black queer feminist urbanist principles, “The Principle Corner”, then By the Way where I highlight articles and projects I had a hand in externally.; On the Shelf, On the Playlist where I share book and music recommendations, and finally Before You Go, where I share any ads and announcements if I have them and ways to support this work financially and externally.

I teased y’all last week with a reflection of why I spent so much time in Borders on weeknights ( while also spending time in Waldenbooks, Toys R Us and the shopping mall in general on the weekends).

Another place I spent weekends growing up, was at the fabric store, or in my mom’s sewing room watching her sew or assisting her on occasion with pinning fabric, cutting fabric, or taking the scraps and making something of my own.

Unlike books though, just like stores like PieceGoods and other national and regional fabric chains became scarce, so did this hobby in my life, especially since it’s harder than it used to be to find fabric and yarn stores in central business districts accessible by transit.

That’s why I make such a big deal even on my craft website and social media about when I can get to yarn and fabric right off a Metro stop. Why I started doing stuff with Spoonflower, then kind of fell off when I was trying to be hardcore about biking and walking anywhere.

Can’t walk or bike to the fabric store if it’s just not there or the road’s too dangerous to navigate.

But one day in March of 2019, crocheting came to me, delivered in the middle of a stack of books at the Capitol View DC Public Library branch, then located in a temporary trailer just a few blocks from its permanent location which was being renovated, itself a few blocks from both the Benning Road and Minnesota Avenue Metro station stops and several bus lines. I walked out of my home at the time, three blocks from the Georgia Avenue/Petworth Metro station, got off at Benning Road, nervously navigated the quiet, but unfamiliar streets, and plopped my bag of yarn down next to the nice Black women elders who helped me create what would become the Kristfinity Scarf.

It was great to finally have a place to go to master the craft that I’d dabble with around the holidays. However, at the time, I was only partially out to a few friends and supportive people. I didn’t take well to sitting in a sewing or crafting group where people who bemoan how the world has changed partially because gay (and gay meaning the entire spectrum of gender and sexual identities that aren’t straight and cis) are ruining the world, just like clothing coming from China is.

Irony here is that many crafting supplies are just as many imports as others. Especially at that craft store that flat-out doesn’t want me to exist. I don’t even need to speak of it here, but we all know which one that is, and sadly, it’s been lauded as a good thing to have in our predominately Black suburban community, while in turn being yet another yarn store in this community that’s barely transit-accessible.

Despite this “achievement”, I don’t think the big box stores think non-white, non-cis, non-straight folks really like them enough to patronize them in the ways they want. Nor do I think any of them do a great job with outreach, even during Pride and Black History Month. Yes, I think some of that outreach itself is because of what we’ve been through in the last three years, and before then, they would hire folks like my mom, but they wouldn’t necessarily make sure we had what we needed. It was folks like my mom who did that in spite of what corporate wanted them to do.

And independent stores, including farm and fair-based vendors, are hit or miss and have their own issues with racism, classism, and accessibility. So when I can find an indie that’s transit-connected, multi-generational, multi-cultural, and queer-friendly, I hold them tight and don’t let them go.

However, I have to thank Les for going all the various places to get yarn with me and squishing yarn while we hoped that the pandemic would end for real. She’s forever encouraging me to continue to pursue this craft, even with the oddities of where I would need to go to do so and the people who pushed back against my existence in these spaces.

A skein of yarn she picked up one day at the Beltway Plaza Mall JoAnn in the summer of 2020 ended up turning into a pair of socks for her but was going to be a vest for me. After realizing I’d made so many stitches with it, I was ready to graduate from making the Kristfinity scarf ten times in a row from various forms of bulky acrylic on sale at one of the four Michaels I could easily get to, between carpooling with Les to Alexandria and taking the Red Line to Silver Spring or to Friendship Heights.

She’s been by my side, in clothing I’ve made for her, at major yarn festivals, and popping up in random yarn shops when we travel.

And there are so many great folks in yarn craft, who also share my identity intersections, which makes it well worth continuing to harness the joy that comes from making something in a world that wants to make you invisible. I’m going to highlight three of them in the Before You Go section, who are raising money to expand their business footprints in brick-and-mortar locations and raise awareness of queer and trans causes, so they can continue to serve fellow Black and other folks of color along with other queer and trans folks.

Next week, don’t read the newsletter hungry. We’re going to talk more about my comfort level in grocery stores and food service places.

The Principle Corner

Each week, I’m taking a moment to share how I’ve been building the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist practice and ethic, so we can approach this work from a similar starting point. In this section over the next few weeks of these themed newsletters, I’ll be reminding you why I’m ranking spaces in the first place and how that’s building up into launching phase one of the usable Black Queer Feminist Urbanist dashboard.

I came up with craft stores and spaces being third by listing ten places on a vertical scale of 1–10 with 1 being the safest for me and ten being the least.

I’m still working on how I want to collect this kind of information from you, and how it would work in an interactive dashboard, but for now, just email me your top ten. Let me know if you’d want me to share it in a future edition of this space!

And for reference, Here’s the vertical version of my Personal Space Comfort Index from most to least comfortable, with this week’s space in bold and next week’s space in italics:

Nature Trail/River Kayaking

Bookstores and Libraries

Craft circles, stores, and festivals

Places that sell and serve food (restaurants/grocery stores/bars)

Private residences

Public transportation

Schools and workplaces

Healthcare facilities

Hair Salons

Churches* (I’ll explain this asterisk in a few weeks when I break down why I feel least comfortable in a church but not necessarily in spiritual spaces).

By the Way

Here’s where I share other articles/videos that were noteworthy for me this week in this section. Apologies in advance for things behind a paywall. Some things I subscribe to and others I grab just before the wall comes down on me. I will start marking these articles and describing them.

It hurts me that so much of the world doesn’t want me and other queer and trans folks to exist. It wasn’t always like this in Africa (possible paywall) and in the next section, one of my book recommendations talks about this.

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It also wasn’t always like this in North Carolina. I know my home state, despite all the shenanigans around voting to ban same-sex marriage, can be a very positive and loving place to be, with all four seasons, delectable food, and yes, a lot of folks who are very good with textiles despite being underpaid to work with them for many years. The work of EqualityNC, Carolina Forward, and specifically Guilford for All gives me hope about folks on the ground wanting something very different.

But, our foundations have been shaky for over a decade, starting with most of the state voting on the ballot to ban same-sex marriage and I expected this nightmare to come two years from now, with our state patting itself on the back for electing a Black man, despite him seeming to hate pretty much everyone else but conservative White folks and guns. And even some of the groups listed above, have been taken advantage of, by folks who operate in our tradition of “Carolina nice”.

But, times have changed and no matter where we live, it’s not ok for some of us to be free and others to not be free. Some of y’all who will be celebrating resurrection this weekend need to remember that it means the end of death AND that death that you celebrate would have been unnecessary if humanity in all its forms had been honored and lifted up, versus hate and fear. Seriously, we need more examination of our differences, not less.

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But, I’m very excited that Metro comes to the southern Green Line stations more often. Urbanists do live east of the Anacostia and in South Prince George’s County. I really shouldn’t have to say this explicitly, but even I had to learn this lesson and now that I have, I’m going to say it, as we say it in Black communities “with my chest”, and also with my full identity unobscured.

Urbanists live in a lot of places internationally they can actually afford, with food and neighbors that embrace them 100%. In fact, a lot of those urbanists survive shitty transit service because that’s all they have, but some of y’all sit here getting concerned that people would dare live next to a four-lane highway or buy a car despite the bus service ending at 6 pm and never running on Sunday.

Please, please, please remember that 80% of the people you serve, who live somewhere are the 20% that come to meetings complaining about missing middle or the property-owning people of color who are buying into the “American Dream”. However, a lot of that 80% is just tired from doing the jobs they have to do, making sure their children have it all, and even better, from proving they have the right to exist in their identities.

And for the record, this bracket is already skewed because WalkScore is skewed. And we don’t talk enough about how a lot of neighborhoods, namely Black and Brown ones, get built or have developed without adequate infrastructure.

On the Shelf, On the Playlist

My book, podcast and music recommendations of the week.

I promised a book recommendation on African queer and transness and here it is, Boy-Wives and Female Husbands: Studies in African Homosexualities, originally published in the mid-1990s, but currently available open-source in an edition revised in 2021. Les refers to this book a lot when people claim that Africa only has queer and trans people because of Western influence and I’m glad we have it available with so much onslaught against both Black and queer/trans identities globally.

Plus if you’re curious about becoming a crafter and engaging in craftivism, I have a whole bookshelf just for the craft books that help me master the craft and integrate my identities in the craft.

While I’m stitching and writing, I’ve been listening to several things. First, upon hearing that the Atlanta-based cultural phenomenon Freanik may get a Hulu documentary, I had skepticism. Then again, we’ve had two documentaries on Woodstock ’99, but in that case, folks were happy to turn up footage even if it was super incriminating. In the meantime, we have this oral history and this podcast that broke down how this all happened in the first place.

And the sounds of Incognito, along with one of its most notable lead singers, Maysa, have been part of my life now for over 30 years. A Baltimore native and resident, along with Morgan State University alumna, Maysa just released her 14th solo album, but first on her own label and the first couple tracks along with several others speak of remaining positive and keeping our dreams alive, similar to a lot of the songs she has sung over the years with Incognito. If you want to hear a core bit of that, their 1994 album Positivity is the absolute best place to start, and then roll back to her first album with the group, 1992’s Tribes, Vibes, and Scribes.

Before You Go

This is our last section, where I have classified advertisements for others along with nudges to donate to crowdfunding and social justice campaigns but I also advertise things that I’m doing that are for sale or for hire. Rates start at $75 a week for a four-week commitment and $150 for just one week. Learn more and get started with your ad!

This is where I wanted to lift up the fundraising campaigns of LolaBean Yarn Co. and Dye Hard Yarns

I’m also adding in another crowdfunding campaign of another urbanism editor and their family and the spring fundraiser of Knit the Rainbow, a group that works to ensure that knitwear is donated to LGBTQIA+ youth, and raises awareness of queer/trans folks in the yarn and fiber space.

For those of you who can and I know it’s tough out here for a lot of us, but an extra $20-$50 in these accounts is takeout money, gas/transit money, a doctor’s appointment, whatever they want, which is more than they had before. I’m going to encourage you to glance at local GoFundMes/Venmo/CashApp and donate what you can stand to not have come back to you, to lift the spirits of someone that is having a really hard time paying bills, maintaining healthcare, and building up their livelihood in addition to everything else going on.

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If you want me to show up on your panel, keynote, or podcast book a complimentary consultation call. I still have open availability for 2023 and 2024.

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I have created a special landing page, www.theblackurbanist.com/books, that’s not only a home for my upcoming volume, A Black Urbanist Journey to a Queer Feminist Future, but all those books in the Black Queer Feminist Urbanist canon. Use this link to purchase from my Bookshop, especially if it’s coming up as an error for you. I’m still trying to figure out why that is and how I can fix it in the future.

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if you want to send me money for quick expenses or like a tip jar, you can Venmo me or buy me a Ko-fi. If you become a Patreon, you can do that on a set monthly basis, along with a special thank you note each week! The GoFundMe is still alive if you want to make large donations quickly and you can subscribe on Substack but know that nothing in this newsletter is going behind a paywall, this is considered a love offering.

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And if you need one more reminder to support my textile and fiber work, head over to www.kristpattern.com.

Until next time,

Kristen