The "World Savers" are Gen Z

They did not come to play

BY ZMKF

Earlier this year all around the globe young voices and activists gathered together for the Youth Climate Strike. Created by young activist Greta Thunberg, the Youth Climate Strike welcomed the voices of many who cared about the earth and who demanded are demanding change. We tapped two of these young voices from the Los Angeles organization who helped create and plan the LA Youth Climate Strike. Below meet Z MKF. A unique and original writer, artist, and advocate who shares their experience and feelings from the Los Angeles Youth Climate Strike.

An LA youth striker during the strike.

An LA youth striker during the strike.

Z holding up a sign that they made for the strike.

Z holding up a sign that they made for the strike.

ZMKF: Artist/Writer/Activist

Instagram: @zwillchangetheworld Twitter: @zwriterthinker
Website: https://www.zmkf.me

Nice to meet you, readers of SUSTAIN. I’m Z, one of the organizers for the Youth Climate Strike that happened Friday the 15th in Los Angeles.

Setting up for the strike was hectic; it was a lot of work and outreach (code for: “trying to get people to show up”). However, the day of, we found out in a rush of adrenaline and pride that it was worth it. We were fantastic. I got interviewed three more times that day than I do on normal days, which is to say, I got interviewed three times. Jokes aside, Friday the 15th was one of the best - and most exhausting - days of my life. The others went out for ramen after the strike - we were in downtown, after all. I am disabled, and for me, being tired means being...done. Which is not to say I didn’t enjoy myself. I went straight home and binge-watched Avatar: The Legend of Korra when we were done saying farewell to the stragglers.

I went on strike Friday 15th to show the world that I am nothing to be messed with. Simultaneously, I wanted to show the world that if you look past my big ego, you can see this world, this fight belongs to all of us. I went on strike for love, for hope, for rage. I went on strike to feel the pulse of physical resistance against apathy.  

Are you willing to go through what we did - what I did - to get to that culmination of energy? The constant work mind. The ramp-less stage; the stairs I had to be helped up before presenting my own speech (#ambulatorywheelchairusersexist). The heat, which was not a lot compared to the temperatures of the coming years (which is actually one of the reasons we were striking), but still made thinking hard, much less talking. I said it was worth it.       

And it absolutely was.

Me and my people. The other “world savers.”

You see us now.

We ain’t stopping.


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