There's A Mountain In My Lobby!

Grow Your Own Mountains in Chase Lobbies!
There's A Mountain In My Lobby!

This is a call to bring the earth back to the bank that has financed 80% of the mountaintop removal strip-mining in Appalachia – and that bank is JP Morgan Chase.

Please go into an ATM lobby, all you need is a debit card. You can look up your nearest branch here. Make your mountain ahead of time on a board and carry it in, or fill a bucket or cup with dirt and invert it on the check-writing table. Leave a note for the bank about their behavior, and a clear sign to Chase customers so that they can learn about what their money is doing. Download flyers to leave with your mountain. Urge them to dis-invest!

Take a picture or make a video of your mountain and send it to MountainInMyLobby@revbilly.com, post it on our Facebook page, and send it around the world. Leave a testimonial by leaving a comment here!

Have fun and make your mountain a special one. Pastor’s parting shot: The Earth is returning without our help: volcanoes and earthquakes and rising seas. We are only returning a precision bit of earth to a company that forgot that killing mountains is a MORTAL SIN!

Download flyers to leave with your mountains and hand to customers: 

Pictures of Mountaintops raised in Chase lobbies around the country...

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A Mountain raises in Midtown...

Comments

What is to much?

Submitted by Anonymous on June 4, 2010 - 12:13am.
 I bank at chase and I am now going to print out flyers and put them out. But I will cover the word devil because I believe names like that won't get us as a people anywhere. We need to show compassion like this one women did she went in and talk about it. Calling them the devil just makes people blow it off. We must speck clearly and lovingly in order for people to want to listen and want to encourage change.

Raising Mountains in Midtown & Queens.

Submitted by Brother Danny on April 26, 2010 - 5:34pm.
It was like taking my hallucination into someone else’s hallucination. Only they thought that their hallucination should everywhere, all over town, and my idea was just that my hallucination has dirty coal in it, politics – a conscience – in it. That’s my hallucination. Or maybe I should call it a dream.