Enthusiastic crowds have greeted me on my book tour. This shouldn't be happening as first-time author in a wilting publishing industry. But I've had a secret grassroots weapon, one that a lot of mainstream America doesn't know about.
After coming face-to-face with one community's lack of access to a vaccine that I had taken for granted, I decided to try to make a difference with respect to the imbalance between "haves" and "have-nots."
With the help of Africa Bags, seven Malawian villages have transformed into independently flourishing communities. Africa Bags doesn't just raise money and send it over; we teach the villagers a trade they can utilize by themselves to support their families.
I live between impoverished sections of Philadelphia and Trenton. Although sheltered in my oasis of affluence, I nonetheless couldn't help but see the pain and anxiety of neighboring inner-city parents.
I was on the edge of my seat hanging onto his every word. Landry Ninteretse, a youth climate activist from Burundi, was speaking in front of hundreds at the U.N. Climate Negotiations in Durban, South Africa.
Young people have been integral in the development and success of social movements from the very beginning, and today, they are shaking up traditionally dichotomous notions of male/female gay/straight, and masculine/feminine.
2011 was the year that America experienced an explosion of grassroots community activism. Seeing our hijacked democracy hurtling towards a fiery crash, the American citizen wrestled itself into the driver's seat, and is putting our country back on track.