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  • A Little Fascism Still Goes a Long Way
    22 May 2006 par (Open-Publishing)

    By Greg Moses
    On the stock-market channel Friday afternoon, just before commercial time, comes news that the Senate of the USA has declared Inglés the “national language†of state. Then comes the commercial, cutting to a Chinese couple standing in a busy airport, somewhat startled by a youngish white man who rushes up to them and says “welcome to America†in Chinese. “I practiced all morning,†says the gleamy-eyed realtor. “I hope you understand. Welcome to America!†The (…)

  • Pinter’s Provocation: Self Love in America
    28 December 2005 par (Open-Publishing)
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    « Just think of me as your new guidance counselor ... Or just think Mr. Jefferson’s Answer to The Friend of Peace (1816) »
    By Greg Moses
    In homage to the Nobel Prize for Literature, Harold Pinter’s acceptance speech testifies to gifts of inspiration; hints of realms apart within; callings to craft that expose writers to tempestuous solitudes where lines between truth and unreality are not marked out in advance, where things press against each other in duality, both untrue and real at the (…)

  • Reversing the Pistons of Empire: One America for Peace
    31 October 2005 par (Open-Publishing)
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    By Greg Moses
    Whip lashed by serial collisions of imperial power, dissident movements in the USA brace for the next shocking thing. We have been hijacked into a crashing invasion of Iraq, slammed around by evasive maneuvers in New Orleans, and now along the borderlands of the Southwest USA, signs warn that a highway of accommodation is about to end, dumping us head-on into deserts of aggression upon Latin American peoples.
    Into each new crisis, empire roars forward, pumping high octane (…)

  • A Movement Gathers Power on the Sorrow Plateau
    24 September 2005 par (Open-Publishing)

    Why We Must Resolve that a Better Faith is Possible
    by Greg Moses
    The movement for peace and justice in the USA has been transformed during the past two months. But what is the nature of the change, and how will it help to move us forward? The short answer, I think, is that we have been enriched by sorrow; we gather upon a sorrow plateau. Because of this place we have come to, we have new opportunities to broaden the scope of our power to sustain lasting change for freedom.
    Sorrow is (…)

  • The Listening Tent and the Raw Talk Revival: Camp Casey, Phase Two
    23 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)

    By Greg Moses
    If by socialism you mean the kind of world that officers’ kids enjoy, then I’m pretty much for it. It’s the kind of world I grew up in. Free health care, pretty good job security, cheap movies (that I could afford to attend every night in a row), swimming pools, bowling alleys, shooting ranges, craft shops, safe streets, and no private property to speak of. The toughest day on base was the day you “cleared quarters”, when a soldier with clipboard would come to your house and (…)

  • ‘And Let it Begin with Me’: New Voices Rising at Camp Casey Two
    22 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)

    « A Daytrip Without Cindy: Friday at Camp Casey The Listening Tent and the Raw Talk Revival: Camp Casey, Phase Two »
    By Greg Moses
    Two weeks ago in Crawford, Texas there was a lonely Peace House with payments to make and not much money in the bank. Today, there is not only a Peace House with enough money in the bank to pay it off, but there are two (count ‘em two!) Camp Caseys that now reach out and around the vacation home of the President of the USA, supporting a peace movement that (…)

  • A Daytrip Without Cindy: Friday at Camp Casey
    21 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)
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    By Greg Moses
    Not having Cindy Sheehan in Crawford Friday turned out okay. Her absence didn’t stop the media from crowding around a noon prayer vigil. And nobody I talked to was planning to cut short their stay on account of her absence. In fact, as usual, folks were sort of falling in love with the land and each other, wondering how many days more could they squeeze in.
    Take the example of Katie Sterling of Fort Worth and her traveling companion Pam Humphrey of Burleson, Texas. In the (…)

  • Cindy, the Peace Train, and the Little Ditch that Could
    18 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)

    By Greg Moses
    Two months ago while exhausted from a Summer Soulstice peace festival, and while looking with dismay into a long hot summer of war, Louisiana attorney Buddy Spell, his spouse Annie, and their guest of honor Cindy Sheehan decided they needed to do something, but not something too high energy. So they browsed through the train schedule and designated an Amtrak Crescent as their Peace Train. Come September they’d board the train in New Orleans and put out word to folks along the (…)

  • Mona in the Field of Crosses (at Camp Casey)
    17 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)
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    By Greg Moses
    “Every voice that comes behind Cindy Sheehan sparks a new voice, and someone else stands up. Someone else is not afraid anymore.” Mona is speaking from the back seat of a Camp Casey shuttle as the Texas prairie speeds past. Today Mona is not afraid what the President will think. But she is worried to death about her son, who is headed for Iraq next month. Mona’s anti-war movement is on a tight schedule indeed. Even the national protests scheduled for Sept. 24-26 in D.C. may (…)

  • Pilgrims of Protest on a Hot Texas Day
    15 August 2005 par (Open-Publishing)
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    By Greg Moses
    CAMP CASEY, TX (Part Three) Penny strides into the front lawn of the Crawford Peace House talking about that time up in Racine five weeks before the alleged re-election when she stood along the street with firemen and everybody, and flipped the President the bird. “Thank you,” is what Penny recalls the President saying to her. “God, what a weak man!”
    Like Cindy Sheehan, Penny is motivated by the death of her son, but Penny’s son was not killed in an overseas war. He lost (…)