Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Back home from Crawford

Delivering the tents for the Prairie Dog Twelve's arrest, early morning Nov. 23rd 2005. I volunteered to drive the truck because I do it here in Hollywood all the time. I was bit taken aback that it was a standard- not so much because it was a stick, but that it was such an old stick shift.

After dropping them off, I made the judgement call to NOT try to cut the turn at Camp Casey I to get back to Camp Casey II- the last thing this CD needed was to get a 16ft U-Haul truck stuck in the infamous ditches of McLennan County. So Cassandra and I headed towards the Peace House instead... which worked out anyway...

I've been thinking a lot about where I just came from- work today was blurry

I met some wonderful people last week. Inspirational people- so many in such a brief period of time

And there were the handful of people that drove by Camp Casey II and told us to go home. They circled the Peace House in jacked up shitkicker trucks, peeling out after yelling a "hippies go home" or "stay the course". I saw hate there- and I tried and tried to understand that they are feeling a type of anguish as well- if they truly believe that to stand for peace is to undermine the soldiers, then of course they are going to yell and scream and shout and attack.

There is always a strange place where the "extremes" meet. We all Support Our Troops- we just want to save them.

I saw the fatigue of grief in parent's eyes, the wariness in the face of an Iraq War vet.

I saw one generation of veteran reach out to a new generation, like a parent that doesn't want to see their child waste their life going through the pains that they did.

no one hates war like a warrior

blogging has been spotty- hope to add pictures soon


Elliot from Veterans for Peace

Charlie from Iraq Veterans Against the War

Jesse Dyen

Daniel Ellsberg

The Prairie Dog Twelve

Johnny Wolff from the Crawford Peace House-a Sufi Quaker who walks the walk and talks the talk of peace and radiates it

Bill Mitchell who lost his Michael on 04-04-04, the same day Casey Sheehan died.

Ann Wright

Mona, our Blue Star Mom we will be thinking of everyday

Juan Torres, who carries the photo of his sweet-faced boy and doesn't have to say a thing.

Dede Miller, aunt to Casey Sheehan

and of course, Cindy Sheehan

the turnout was smaller than August '05, of course.but there was turnout. And an important targeted action to test the new ordinances, laying the groundwork for future actions and Camp Caseys.

Whenever President Bush visits his ranch, there will be souls there standing for peace to remind him, to haunt him, to spur his conscience if it is at all possible.

Yahoo slideshow here.

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