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T he tim es,
they are a-changin.’
— Bob Dylan
E>ev.
Hults
Editorial
There Ain’t No Easy Way
by Elizabeth Savage
Now & Then
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The morning it happened was sunny and
warm; I woke up to birdsong and the laughter of
women. I spent a good half-hour staring at the ceiling
of the tent, with no way of knowing the time. Some
habitual cursing was exclaimed by the singular sound
of a tent zipper, a sound somewhere between the
ripping of canvas and a big sloppy kiss. I hauled
myself up and outside. I was stretching and squinting
when a man came by and in a casual, off-the-cuff
manner, asked if we'd heard the news.
At first it seemed like a joke - one of those
jokes that isn't very funny.
The news was novocaine to the cloudless
morning. The day was no less beautiful or peaceful
because we knew. I watched a lethargic game of
horseshoes, one that would have gone on with or
without the tragedy. As it was, all action took on
meaning. Each slow-arching horseshoe weighed a
thousand pounds. Each throw was an act of defiance
against the news, a Gatsbyesque willful ignorance.
Each horseshoe was thrown in vain.
I spent the morning out of earshot from the
radio, away from the television. The cloudless sky
arched over us like a bubble, and you could almost
imagine that nothing had changed.
“We got guns, they got guns, all God’s Children
got guns” is a line from a song in the Marx Brothers
movie Duck Soup.
Let’s get one thing clear; 1 love my country.
I love its ideals, 1 love its freedom and 1 will defend
it to my dying day. That being said, I have
endlessly protested when it did not live up to its
ideals, when it tried to deny freedom to some
people. I will continue to do that, because it is my
right, hell it is my duty, as an American.
Ask people my age; we all remember where
we were on 11/22/63 and we will all remember
where we were on 9/11/01. Both of those days
changed America tragically and forever. A reporter
was fired from a Medford newspaper. 1 have been
blocked from a web site for calling Bush a moron
and it has been suggested that, “Billy Hults ought to
be taken out and shot for giving aid and comfort to
the enemy.” Polls say that 90% of Americans
support Mr. Bush, even though only a few more
than 50% of them voted at all and of that less than
50% voted for him. Of course judging by the
number of flags waving, you would guess that
everyone in the country had done their duty as
citizens and voted in every election.
I have pretty much most of my adult life
tried my best to prevent violence, be it political or
economic violence caused by racism, environmental
violence caused by greed, or physical violence
caused by fear and pain. 1 do that because 1 really
like people. 1 find them delightful. And it saddens
me when they hurt or are afraid. Fear and pain
caused the recent violence committed on American
soil. Ask any prison guard if the convict he watches
who abused a child was himself abused as a child.
When people are abused and think they have no
other option, they turn to violence.
Some people think that our government can save
us by curtailing our freedoms, attacking other
countries and pointing their fingers at people who
believe in a different religion than they do. Others,
like the Fire Chiefs who actually led their men into
the burning World Trade Center want to save lives,
not take them. Like the Sunday school Teacher,
the Wildlife Officer, and the gay Rugby player, who
were the only people who stopped terrorists on 9/11
on Flight 93 by sacrificing their lives. Four planes
crashed; people who were committing suicide
controlled three. One crashed because people on it
were trying to save the lives of people they didn’t
even know..
It is a simple question; which side are you
on? Like I said. I’m fond of people. I'm not fond
of governments, corporations, various religious
organizations and the military. They seem to cause
more problems than they solve. My favorite
document starts this way; “We, the people.”
And I believe that only by the people of the
world dealing with violence on a personal level will
we ever reduce it. No, we will never eliminate it,
but we can prevent it from coming to the point it
has recently reached if we decide to be on the side
of hope and peace, rather than fear, pain, suicide
and death. It’s a simple question; which side are
you on?
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D A Y L IG H T TIM E EN D S 2 A M
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Fear is a product of ignorance. Few things are
more terrifying to the sensibilities than the Other.
Hatred of the unknown is a product of fear, and fear,
in turn, is a product of lack of knowledge and/or
understanding. Fear is intrinsic to the unknown. The
unknown is that of which we are ignorant.
I ».iust admit, I have my own fears, though
they are not identical to the fears of the majority. I'm
not afraid of Arabs or Pakistanis. I'm not afraid of
foreign countries or terrorist organizations. Maybe I
should be, but I'm not. I'm afraid of patriotism
becoming nationalism becoming war. I'm afraid that
killing people is always an act of terrorism, regardless
o f who started it. I'm afraid that I live in a country
where anger is considered more noble than grief. Our
nation's pride is measured by its ability to avenge.
I'm afraid I live in a country so vicious that words like
honesty and forgiveness don't exist in its vocabulary.
To quote Bowie, I'm afraid of Americans.
There is also this sense of unreality about the
whole thing. The natural reaction is bafflement,
followed by anger. It goes something like this -
America is supposed to be a haven of peace and
prosperity. There may be war, famine, terror and
explosions in faraway nations, but not here. America
is not supposed to be attacked. America is supposed
stay strong, and clean, and safe. Americans are never
supposed to be the victims. It begs the question: who
are the victims supposed to be? The thing is, these
horrible acts are supposed to happen to the very
people who perpetrated this act on us: Arabs, Islamic,
fundamentalists of all castes. For decades these kind
of people have been the victims of terror, and in the
US it barely makes the news. In the end it's not the
act that we take offense to, it's just their choice in
victims.
Forgive me, dear reader, if this is a callous,
sophomoric, all-too-obvious rant about The Way
Things Are vs. The Way Things Ought To Be. la m
no less horrified than any American. As a former
New Yorker and as a citizen of the United States, I
can only say what I believe is Right - for you, for me,
for the world.
There's nothing wrong with hanging
American Flags, or erecting billboards that say "God
Bless America." Still, it makes my blood run cold.
Please, don't get all hyped up for battle.
Don't let pain become anger become hatred. Don't
let chants of "USA, USA" turn Global Politics into a
bloody football game. This is not a game. There are
no teams. There are only human beings.
“There is one psychological peculiarity in the
human being that strikes one; to shun even the
slightest signs o f trouble on the outer edge of your
existence at times of well-being...to try not to
know about the suffering of others and your own
or one’s own future suffering, to yield to many
situations, even important spiritual and central
ones - as long as it prolongs one’ s well being.“
Alexander I. Solzhentisyn
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DAYLIGHT TIME THRU OCTOBER 27 BOLD TYPE
BASEBALL
Well, it looks like the world w ill not
end this year. Why? Well the Cubs have
slipped into th ird place and don’t look like
they w ill get a “w ild card” chance at the play­
offs, thus no Cubs in the Series, thus, the
Cubs can’t win the W orld Series, and thus
the world w ill not come to an end. In spite o f
the best efforts o f the powers that be. Wait
‘til next year. Go, Cubbies.
Casual Dining
Overlooking the Hestucca River
Spirits • Hot Sandwiches
fresh Seafood Dinners • Home Baked Desserts
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"W e may laugh again, but we'll never be young again."
— Patrick Moniyhan, November 23,1963
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