Nonviolent Resistance Acts
“Through these gates pass America’s finest warriors”: Megan in light blue, crossing the line into Creech AFB
“On some positions, cowardice asks the question, ‘Is it safe?’ Expediency asks the question, ‘Is it politic?’ And vanity comes along and asks, ‘Is it popular?’ But conscience asks the question, ‘Is it right?’” she wrote.
“And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe nor politic nor popular, but one must do it because conscience tells one it is right.”
Dear friends on Jeju Island : Sung Hee, Paco, Silver, Sister Stella, Dr Park and many others at Gangjeong Village,
I lived in a gorgeous agricultural village in Bamiyan Province of Afghanistan for seven years and like yourselves on Jeju Island in South Korea, every morning, I woke up to a window scene of ‘heaven’.
No eyes would believe that wars had brought ‘hell’ to occupy this land.
My window scene in Bamiyan
by Hakim and the Afghan Peace Volunteers
On the 22nd of October, 2013, the Afghan Peace Volunteers ( APVs ) in Kabul, Afghanistan, had a Skype conversation with peace activists at Gangjeong Village on Jeju Island, South Korea, during which they shared solidarity in saying ‘No!’ to the U.S. war apparatus in Afghanistan and South Korea.
Save Jeju Now: resisting the construction of a U.S. military naval base
They represent the ‘small people’ of the world, ordinary Afghans who are opposed to the establishment of nine U.S. military bases in Afghanistan through the Bilateral Security Agreement currently being negotiated, and ordinary South Koreans opposed to the construction of a Korea/U.S. naval base on Jeju Island…
by Mary Ann Grady Flores
In a historic decision five Catholic Worker activists were acquitted earlier this evening of disorderly conduct charges for blocking the main entrance to Hancock Air Base, home of the 174th Attack Wing of the Air National Guard, Syracuse, New York.
Hancock is a Reaper drone hub whose technicians pilot weaponized drones over Afghanistan.
The five went “pro se,” defending themselves in the De Witt town court of Judge Robert Jokl.
From the blog of Bruce Gagnon
…We had an astonishing entry into Augusta yesterday - cars were honking at us like crazy - it felt like the circus was coming to town… A hundred folks came to stand in a circle with us inside the Hall of Flags at the capitol…The Buddhist monks… led us in chanting as we began our final program. Speakers were Kathy Kelly, Tarak Kauff, Shenna Bellows… and Lisa Savage…
Drumming and chanting outside Bath Iron Works (BIW) while waiting for workers to get off work
I lived in Iraq during the 2003 Shock and Awe bombing. On April 1st, about two weeks into the aerial bombardment, a medical doctor who was one of my fellow peace team members urged me to go with her to the Al Kindi Hospital in Baghdad, where she knew she could be of some help. With no medical training, I tried to be unobtrusive, as families raced into the hospital carrying wounded loved ones. At one point, a woman sitting next to me began to weep uncontrollably. “How I tell him?” she asked, in broken English. “What I say?” She was Jamela Abbas, the aunt of a young man, named Ali. Early in the morning on March 31st, U.S. war planes had fired on her family home, while she alone of all her family was outside. Jamela wept as she searched for words to tell Ali that surgeons had amputated both of his badly damaged arms, close to his shoulders. What’s more, she would have to tell him that she was now his sole surviving relative.
As I finish packing, I don’t hear any sirens. Just about twenty car horns. Then, for a few seconds, they fade away too. And the sound of the church bells boom and echo throughout the hood. I sigh and smile. In a few days, I know I’ll be hearing the sound of Muslim prayer calls echo throughout another hood. War makes us thirsty for worship. Life is too beautiful not to love anything.
Quite a day. I awoke to a clock radio announcing that deadly tornadoes had again ravaged the plains of the Midwest. Before I could think of the people I knew in their path, the next news item announced Taliban attacks in several locations of Kabul. It was a relief, a few minutes after logging in to my account, to receive a reassuring message from the Afghan Peace Volunteers, in whose apartment in Kabul I’ve several times had the privilege to stay. There were 12 of them together in the house in Kabul, and they were all okay. When I phoned them, my young friend Abdulai answered and told me, in English, “Kathy, there is war in Kabul today. Many bombs!”
by Jane Stoever
Many of us followed the three across the line of demarcation for the base, walking maybe 40 yards before officers approached us. Brian held up our indictment (attached) of President Barack Obama, Secretary of Defense Leon Panetta, Whiteman AFB’s Brigadier General Scott Vander Hamm, and every drone crew for “extrajudicial targeted killings” by reaper drones. Brian told the officers, “We want to go to the commander” to present the indictment. An officer answered, “We can’t allow you to do that.” Brian replied, “Our consciences won’t allow us not to.”
If it was true in 1967, as Dr. King noted then, that “America can
never be saved so long as it destroys the deepest hopes of (people)
the world over,” is it possible that 45 bloody years later, America
can destroy the deepest hopes of the people of Afghanistan and yet be
saved? Has something fundamental changed, so that unlike in Dr. King’s
time, a movement can now be concerned for the integrity and life of
America and yet ignore the present war?