Saturday, January 31, 2009

Unitarians hear revisionist view of Black Panthers

Unitarians hear revisionist view of Black Panthers

http://www.hattiesburgamerican.com/article/20090126/NEWS01/901260307/1002

By ED KEMP
January 26, 2009

Unitarian Universalists pride themselves on their attitudes of
inclusiveness and love.

"We run the whole gamut of humanity," said member Bill Taylor, who
describes himself as Hattiesburg's "resident atheist."

Stretching that umbrella to include the controversial Black Panther
Party might draw a wary look or two, but Curtis Austin, who heads the
University of Southern Mississippi's Center for Black Studies,
offered a revisionist look at the movement Sunday morning.

"They had a love for the people," he said. "They believed that all
people deserved to be loved and cared for and to be free."

Austin discussed his book "Up Against the Wall: Violence in the
Making and Unmaking of the Black Panther Party," at the Unitarian
Universalist Fellowship in the Hattiesburg Garden Center on
Hutchinson Avenue. Its usual crowd of 25-30 member listened to Austin
explain the movement's origins, which began in the 1960s as a
reaction against police brutality of black people.

This "us against them" mentality drove the Black Panthers to arm
themselves, even to the point of marching into the California State
Capitol with loaded weapons to protest a gun-ban directed towards
them. It also led to numerous violent confrontations with law
enforcement officers across the county.

But it doesn't describe the entire Black Panther story, said Austin.
For one thing, the Black Panthers, whose members averaged 19 years
old, engaged in an entire program of non-violence in order to address
the continuing plague of black poverty. They offered free health
clinics, pest control, neighborhood watches and breakfast programs to
impoverished black neighborhoods.

For another, Black Panthers engaged in violence as only a defensive
measure and never had an active program of violence like other
contemporary domestic terrorist groups, said Austin, noting that
their original name was the Black Panthers for Self-Defense.

"The Black Panthers were actually a 501(c)3 charity," said Austin. "I
don't think the government would have given charity status to a
terrorist group."

The government, however, played an important part in the weakening of
the Black Panthers, calling the movement dangerous and waging a war
against it through infiltration by FBI counterintelligence.

Complicit in the marginalizing of the Black Panthers was the media,
which both made and unmade the movement, Austin explained. One the
one hand, nationwide TV and print journalism coverage of the Civil
Rights movement galvanized young blacks to think beyond its ethos of
non-violence to form the party; on the other, the coverage of the
Black Panthers in exclusively violent or confrontational situations
pinned them in the public mind as merely militant, gun-toting radicals.

Though no Black Panther chapters still exist, their legacy can still
be felt in pioneering many free social services programs, as well as
their coalition-building with other races and social movements, which
Austin said paralleled the recent campaign of President Barack Obama.

Fellowship members expressed pleasure at hearing a fresh take on the
Black Panthers.

"It's nice to have a different take on them, especially living here
in Mississippi," said Nicole Werle of Purvis. "You know, the media is
very good at keeping stereotypes alive."

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Soviet-era icon, U.S. radical Angela Davis turns 65

Soviet-era icon, U.S. radical Angela Davis turns 65

http://en.rian.ru/russia/20090126/119803372.html

26/ 01/ 2009

Angela Davis, famous in the Soviet Union and today's Russia as a
revolutionary firebrand but virtually forgotten in her U.S. homeland,
turned 65 on Monday.

A radical feminist, member of the Black Panther party and owner of a
spectacular afro hairstyle, Davis was put on the FBI's Ten Most
Wanted List in 1970 after fleeing police when a gun used in a fatal
court shootout to free a black convict was found to have been
registered in her name. She was captured after two months on the run.
However, she was freed and acquitted some 18 months later after
charges against her were dismissed.

In the Soviet Union, her cause was taken up by the Communist Party,
and the phrase, "Freedom for Angela Davis!" became a popular slogan.
During her incarceration, thousands of Soviet schoolchildren wrote to
then-U.S. President Richard Nixon asking him to free the country's
newest idol. A committed communist, she was also awarded the Lenin
Peace Prize.

In the West, her cause was backed by a number of famous musicians,
including the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.

Davis's name often crops up in modern Russian pop culture as an
ironic reference to Soviet policies. She is now a professor at the
University of California and is no longer a supporter of communism.

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Russell Means participating in Schaghticoke Tribal Nation rally

Russell Means participating in Schaghticoke Tribal Nation rally

http://www.indiancountrytoday.com/home/content/38225149.html

By Gale Courey Toensing
Story Published: Jan 23, 2009

HARTFORD, Conn. ­ In the mid-1970s, at the height of the American
Indian Movement, Russell Means came to Connecticut to support the
late Golden Hill Paugussett Chief Aurelius Piper Sr. in his fight to
protect the tribe's half-acre reservation in Trumbull, which was
being encroached upon by a non-Indian neighbor.

Now some 40 years later, Means, who is perhaps the most famous Indian
activist in the world, will travel to Connecticut to support
Schaghticoke Tribal Nation Chief Richard Velky in his struggle to
protect the tribe's 400-acre reservation in Kent, which is being
bulldozed and desecrating by a non-Indian intruder.

The Schaghticoke Tribal Nation will rally at the state capitol from
10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Jan. 29, the fifth anniversary of its reversed
federal acknowledgement to protest the state's refusal to intervene
on its behalf to stop the destruction of land on the reservation.

"Russell Means has responded to our request and said he will be there
in support in Hartford of our tribe. He's very concerned with the
inaction on the part of the state. That the state is allowing the
destruction of our reservation by someone who is not even a tribal
member is a disgrace. To have the remains of our ancestors and our
relations disturbed is unheard of. To allow someone to disturb our
artifacts and take them off our land and sold along with our timber
and our rocks is unprecedented, and there's no stopping this in
sight," Velky said.

Means, an Oglala Lakota Sioux, is a controversial figure who has
pursued careers in politics, acting, music and writing. He is
probably best known for his involvement in the AIM, an Indian rights
organization that took direct action in the 1960s and 1970s. With AIM
in 1973, Means led a 71-day armed takeover of the sacred ground at
Wounded Knee, a small part of the Pine Ridge Reservation in South
Dakota where the U.S. 7th Cavalry slaughtered 200 men, women and
children of the Lakota Sioux in 1890.

In a phone interview with Indian Country Today, Means was asked if he
would speak and participate in a press conference at the rally.

"All of the above. My intention is to do anything and everything
that's asked of me by the tribe. I intend to give support and
continuous support and to give whatever directions the Schaghticoke
want to listen to. I'm 71 years old. I have a lot of experience up to
and including tomorrow. I've been at this since 1967."

Means recalled his earlier visit to Connecticut.

"I and AIM were at the Golden Hill Paugussett (event) way back in the
1970s. We were the ones who got Chief Piper and his people
re-recognized and honored.

"And I know these Connecticut people ­ well, white people in general
­ they just never stop. They're land-grabbing thieves whatever
section of the world they come from and they're not satisfied leaving
us with a half an acre ­ they've got to try to take that. That's what
they were trying to do to Chief Piper. They were trying to take half
of his land for a driveway, and then a group of motorcycle guys were
terrorizing him. He called me and we came in and we had a press
conference and got on statewide television," Means said.

The BIA federally acknowledged STN in 2004, and then reversed its
decision 18 months later after a campaign of political influence
coordinated among the state's Attorney General Richard Blumenthal,
Gov. Jodi Rell, the congressional delegation, John McCain's office,
the powerful lobbyist Barbour, Griffith and Rogers, and others.

For more than a year, the state has refused requests from a number of
STN members to stop Michael Rost, a non-Schaghticoke trespasser, from
cutting down trees, bulldozing roads and threatening the habitat of
the state listed endangered rattlesnake. Rost was arrested on the
reservation in 2004 for similar activities, convicted of risk of
injury and told not to go onto the reservation for 18 months. When
the 18 months were up, he returned and began more destruction.

The state claims it cannot act because of a leadership conflict, but
Velky said ­ and state documents confirm ­ there has been no
legitimate challenge to his leadership.

The tribe is seeking widespread support, Velky said.

"The tribe is reaching out for all the support we can get right now.
We've reached out to Al Sharpton's group and Jesse Jackson's and a
number of Native American groups and now we're taking it up to the
capitol so all legislators will be aware of what's happening."

Tribal member Katherine Saunders, who organized the rally, posted a
petition online, which garnered almost 900 signatures in one week and
she produced and posted a video of the reservation destruction.

"I am hopeful that with my video that the petition will begin its
summit and our protest will be filled with people who will support us
in our fight for justice from the State of Connecticut," Saunders
said. Tribal members intend to present the petition to the governor
during the rally.

Means and his wife Pearl will arrive in Connecticut the night before the rally.

"I'm looking forward to it," Means said.

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Woodstock legend Richie Havens plays Palmdale Playhouse

Woodstock legend Richie Havens plays Palmdale Playhouse

http://www.the-signal.com/news/article/8138/

By Stephen K. Peeples
Signal Online Editor
speeples@the-signal.com
661-259-1234 x521
Posted: Jan. 21, 2009

Nearly 40 years after his breakthrough appearance as the opening act
at the August 1969 Woodstock Music & Art Fair, soulful folk-rock
legend Richie Havens heads west this weekend for dates including an 8
p.m. performance Saturday night at the intimate 343-seat Palmdale Playhouse.

The singer/guitarist/songwriter's sets feature songs from his 30th
and latest album, "Nobody Left to Crown," (Verve/Forecast), including
originals such as the poignant opener "The Key" and the politically
pointed title track, plus blazing interpretations of Pete
Townshend/The Who's "Won't Get Fooled Again" and Jackson Browne's
"Lives in the Balance" (longtime friend Derek Trucks contributes
slide guitar to the album version of the last-mentioned song).

Havens' sets also weave in other classics spanning his nearly
five-decade career, usually among them his "Freedom/Motherless Child"
Woodstock medley and the anti-war "Handsome Johnny" (co-written with
Lou Gossett Jr.), plus other surprises.

"I only know the first and last songs to sing when I go onstage,"
Havens said. "Since the beginning, it's always been that way."

Son of a woman of West Indian heritage and an American Indian, Havens
was born 67 years ago Jan. 21, and raised in Brooklyn's rough
Bedford-Stuyvesant neighborhood. He formed a streetcorner doo-wop
group and was a member of a gospel group by his mid-teens, then hit
nearby Greenwich Village as a visual artist in 1961.

After a couple years, he picked up a guitar and soon emerged as one
of the folk era's most recognizeable talents, an outspoken advocate
of civil rights, and an opponent of the war in Vietnam.

Havens' third album, 1967's "Mixed Bag" (Verve), was the first to
earn an audience outside the Village. His appearance at Woodstock and
in director Michael Wadleigh's "Woodstock: Three Days of Peace &
Music" 1970 film documentary made him an international figure.

At Woodstock, Havens was fifth on the bill. But due to equipment and
set-up delays for the first four performers, and because Havens, his
band and equipment were already backstage, festival producer Michael
Lang - an old friend - and his crew begged Havens to go on first and
get the festival off the ground. It was already afternoon.

"I said, 'Are you kidding?'" Havens said. "The festival was late -
there should have been music starting at 5:30 that morning. They
said, 'No, it's OK, please go on.' I went, 'Oh, no!' and disappeared
for a while. When I came back, they went, 'We weren't kidding - please!'

"I was like, 'Look, Michael, if they throw anything at me, you're
gonna owe me. I'm saving you, you know that, don't you?'

"We did go on for our 40 minutes, then turned around and walked off,"
Havens said.

"They said, 'Richie, four more?' 'OK, four more songs,' I said, and
went back on. Well, they did that six times until I didn't have a
song left to sing. I sang every song I knew, that I could play."

Recorded in 2007, his latest version of "Nobody Left to Crown," a
scathing but not humorless indictment of government hypocracy, is an
update of a Havens original that first appeared a decade earlier on
his "Mirage" album (A&M).

"The system it needs a bit of correction right now," he sings in one
of the key lines.

"The song came back again because the same crap was happening," Havens said.

Though not as hard-edged as The Who's "Who's Next" version, Havens'
take on "Won't Get Fooled Again" reflects his rock 'n' roll side.

"I did it onstage a few times (years ago) and people really got into
it," he said, adding it didn't become an "every-day song" until more recently.

Havens recorded "Won't Get Fooled Again" for his latest album, along
with the "Nobody Left to Crown" remake and "Lives in the Balance,"
another song he's performed live for some time but not on record,
because "they fit" together.

"Those three songs are like a triangle in this set," he said.

Speaking triangularly, Havens' latest album follows 2002's "Wishing
Well" (Import) and 2004's "Grace of the Sun" (Stormy Forest) and he
thinks of them almost as a three-record set.

"They are tied together so much musically and instrumentally," he
said, and include "a bunch" of recent compositions.

Havens said he usually writes on the fly these days. Literally. He
often starts with just a title.

"I sit in the airplane and write the song, and by the time I get off
I've already learned it," he said. "I didn't have to sing it. I heard
someone singing the melody to me and I wrote it down."

Havens warmly greets and gratefully channels his mysterious muse
whenever it visits.

"I get out of my own way to let things happen," he said. "When the
song starts to play (in my head), I just close my eyes and fade right
in, getting out of the way so the song can be heard from the 'gift.'"

As for many Americans, especially African-Americans, Barack Obama's
inauguration this week was a dream realized for Havens, who Saturday
night will play his first gig with a black man in the White House.

"I was doing a show at a college in the Midwest when Bobby Kennedy
was running for president," Havens said, flashing back for a moment
four decades to 1968.

"(Kennedy) actually said, 'And I say this with all my heart, that I
believe within 40 years, we can have an African-American president.'
So I have that to walk with. It stuck in my brain."

Today, Havens' songwriting strength, vocal power, percussive
guitar-playing and passion for performing remain undiminished. Still
based in New York City, he has ventured out to play a few gigs every
weekend year-round for the past 29 years.

"The only exercise I do is stretch, and I eat once a day if I can
remember to," he said. "Then I go outside and run backward as fast as
I can. It rewinds the clock, you know?"

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Uncompromising, whimsical, ‘Electric’ is inspired McCartney

Uncompromising, whimsical, 'Electric' is inspired McCartney

http://www.telegram.com/article/20090125/COLUMN17/901250462

January 25, 2009
Craig S. Semon Tracks

'Electric Arguments' The Fireman (MPL/ATO)
Paul McCartney is on fire, man, as one-half of the mysterious duo
with a singular moniker, The Fireman.

"Electric Arguments" is actually the third studio album from The
Fireman but, alas, the first to feature vocals. And the man behind
the voice is no other than the Cute Beatle, Sir Paul.

For those who think the Walrus ("goo-goo, ga-choo") is getting long
in the tooth, the 66-year-old McCartney finds the freedom of not
being so "Beatlely" with the anonymity of recording under The Fireman
banner. "Electric Arguments" serves up as McCartney at his most
uncompromising, whimsical and inspired. Almost as a weight of his
rock 'n' roll legacy has been lifted off his shoulders, McCartney
lets his hair down and takes the listener on a whirlwind magical
mystery tour that reaches back to the spontaneity of "Ram" and "McCartney."

The Fireman project is co-helmed by Martin Glover (aka Youth), the
acclaimed British producer who has worked with U2 and the Verve and
was the bassist and founding of the defunct punk group Killing Joke.
Reportedly embarking into the studio with no master plan or clear
direction, the no fuss, no muss "Electric Arguments" consists of 13
diverse tracks, each written and recorded in the span of one day
spread out over a little more than a year's time. True, some of these
songs could have used a few days of tweaking but it's in the
blemishes that lie its charm.

The monstrous opener "Nothing Too Much Just Out of Sight" is a
riveting rocker, and we're not just being polite here because it's
McCartney, nor is Macca. Here, McCartney unleashes guttural, "Helter
Skelter"-worthy howls over a bluesy guitar strut that is more Led Zep
than Fab Four. In addition, the bruised and battered ex-Beatle
finally has a leg up on his messy divorce with Heather Mills, bashing
the "Dancing with the Stars" hoofer in the bile-spewing line, "The
last thing to do was to try to betray me." Hey, it's not
no-holds-barred by any means but, then again, McCartney has never
come clean on what he truly thinks about Yoko Ono, either.

McCartney gets back to the egg with "Two Magpies," a sweet and simple
ditty that sounds like the distant cousin to the Beatles' classic,
"Blackbird." On this adult lullaby, McCartney's caressing voice soars
over a lively mix of plucking, picking and strumming acoustic guitar.

On the sweeping "Sing the Changes," McCartney urges the listener to
"feel the sense of childlike wonder," a philosophy that he has
obviously taken to heart. This song about spiritual renewal and
embracing life is vibrant and full of life. The fist-pounding piano
rocker, "Highway," has the inspired whimsy of a latter-day Beatles
classic. McCartney introduces us to a colorful character that shows
kinship with Sweet Loretta of "Get Back" fame. Although she's not
wearing high-heel shoes and low-neck sweater, this unnamed heroine,
who's "Running through the nighttime/And looking like a wreck/Got too
many highlights and a love bite on her neck," captures our heart and
imagination. With a big, boisterous chorus of "Highway/Do ya, do ya,
do ya/Always/Do ya, do ya, do ya" and rousing refrain "Words are
getting higher/Everybody fire/Lord the sun is rising again" make this
song a true winner.

A beacon of hope guides McCartney when "trouble starts sliding across
the way" on "Light from Your Lighthouse." Sounding like a combination
street musician/traveling preacher, McCartney deeply growls, "Let it
shine on/Let it shine on/Let the light from your lighthouse shine on
me." McCartney still has a voice that can wash away the years, wipe
away the tears in an instant, and that's quite apparent here.

The ghost of George Harrison can rest easy. No matter how many times
McCartney tries, he can't come up with a song about the soothing
powers of the sun that reaches the splendor of Harrison's "Here Comes
the Sun." While sonically this bright and airy melody of chimy
guitars, bouncy bass lines and toe-tapping drums is enough to make
anyone want to bask in the song's positive glow and fill up their
lungs with prospects of a wonderful, new day, this is one of few
songs that sounds like a work in progress rather than a finished product.

McCartney asks the musical question "Is this love?" on you guessed
it, "Is This Love?" If the former Beatle doesn't know what love is,
God help us all. Despite initially sounding as if he's going to break
into a few bars of Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On" (thanks to its
pan flute that should have been retired after the "Titanic" hit), the
song develops into a nifty slice of new age psychedelia as McCartney
struggles to get a handle on the abstract nature of love.

Most of the songs are inspired but don't wander too far from his
comfort zone. The trio of tunes that closes out the album lives up to
the promise of the album, throwing caution to the wind and being experimental.

"Lovers in a Dream" features the disembodied voice of McCartney
fading in and out and repeating, "Lovers in a dream/Warmer than the
sun" over and over again, while a pulsating mix of ambient
electronica and bowed acoustic bass that sounds like the bellowing
humpback whales in "Star Trek IV: the Voyage Home."

McCartney revisits cut-and-paste sound collage antics of "Revolution
9" on "Universal Here, Everlasting Now." Starting straightforward
with elegant piano playing, the song soon dissolves into a mix of
bizarre electronica, sound effects and voiceovers that include bird's
chirping, dogs barking, jack hammers drilling and girls whispering
something about melting like snowflakes.

Sir Paul's trembling falsetto chugs along a gradually building but
confidently sturdy melody on the album's closer, "Don't Stop
Running." Whether real or imagined, even a Beatle gets in a creative
rut and this albumhopefully is the kick-start that McCartney needed
to be great again.

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Emory Douglas

Emory Douglas

http://www.digitalartsonline.co.uk/features/index.cfm?FeatureID=1810

Monday 26 Jan 2009
Alice Ross

The Black Panthers' official artist and 'minister of culture'
explains his provocative images to Digital Arts.

Not many artists' work can justifiably be described as iconic; Emory
Douglas is one of those artists. Between 1967 and the end of the
1970s, Douglas was the official artist of the US black activist group
the Black Panther Party and the art director of the organization's
mouthpiece, the weekly paper The Black Panther.

For 13 years, he created the images and visual aesthetic that defined
the Black Panthers, documenting poverty and urging black Americans to
resist police oppression ­ by violent means if necessary.

Douglas' proudly revolutionary images took up the whole back page of
almost every issue of the paper ever printed. They were crucial in
planting the movement's aims in the imaginations of the Black
Panthers' key audience ­ deprived communities where many people were
illiterate or semi-literate.

Because of this, his artworks had a political weight that few graphic
designers today could even dream of today. "A lot of people used to
say they'd buy the paper just for the artwork itself," says Douglas now.

"And there were times when people would say they'd buy the paper and
they could tell which way the party's politics were heading at that
time because it was reflected in the artwork."

Twenty years later, Douglas' posters are among the defining images of
the Black Panther movement: bold, strident and somehow larger than
the pages they're printed on, the posters express defiance,
revolution and solidarity with every pen-stroke.

They depict African-American subjects in warlike poses ­ often
gripping weapons ­ or chronicle the effects of poverty on children
and families.

Others show the police and politicians as venal and corrupt, often
depicting them as pigs or rats. Slogans urge people to take up arms
against the police, or to aim for self-determination.

While the posters include everything from thick line drawings that
recall African textile patterns to collages of photos cut from
newspapers and hand-drawn elements, their look is oddly consistent.

Most of the time the paper was printed only in black and white,
occasionally venturing into two or even three colours for key
editions ­ but the images are striking nonetheless.

"Basically we didn't have a lot of materials or technical equipment ­
that's how the creative part comes in," explains Douglas. "We didn't
have a newspaper press, but we built our own small multi-lith press
and we used to print posters and booklets and those kind of things.

"For the art itself, I used a lot of prefabricated materials, letter
sheets and stuff like that to make the textures and patterns of the
line drawings," he continues.

"It was a very grassroots kind of look, low-tech," says Douglas. "And
not only that, it became a look that other chapters and branches of
the Black Panther Party had to take on, and they also had local
artists who came to also do the same things I was doing as a leader."

It wasn't always obvious to Douglas that he'd become a figurehead, a
leader of a movement. As a youth he was always drawing but was also
often in trouble with the police.

He eventually wound up in juvenile detention in San Francisco, where
a supervisor suggested that he try his hand at art in a training
college. So he trained in commercial art, including silk screening
and display art, he helped out around San Francisco State University.

"I used to do jobs for the different departments that needed sign
letterings, doing technical illustrations and things like that."

San Francisco in the late 1960s was a turbulent place, with radical
politics and anti-Vietnam War protests ricocheting from the walls,
particularly at hotspots like the San Francisco State University, and
Douglas was drawn to black activism.

One day, Douglas was asked by a black students' activist group to
create a poster for an event where Betty Shabazz, Malcolm X's widow,
would be speaking.

The black student's union had organized for the Black Panthers to
provide security for the event ­ and the group's founders, Huey
Newton and Bobby Seale, showed up.

"After the meeting, I went out and expressed my interest in joining,
and Huey Newton and Bobby both gave me their phone numbers. So I
started hanging out with them, I went out observing the patrols and stuff."

The Black Panther paper

By 1967, the Black Panther leadership had decided that the movement
needed an official mouthpiece, and it founded The Black Panther
paper. By its second issue, Emory Douglas ­ then just 22 years old ­
became its art director, and remained so until the paper folded "around 1979".

"I took pride in the layout and design, and the challenge of
improving the format of the paper," he says. "But more than anything,
if there was one thing I enjoyed, it was doing the artwork, the posters."

Although he also became the Black Panthers' Minister of Culture,
creating these posters was still the most important part of Douglas' job.

The artworks, which were published in the paper each week, reflected
whatever political issues the Panthers were involved in at the time.

He says: "We were opposed to the war in Vietnam, we were dealing with
housing and unemployment, health issues. At any given time it could
have been dealing with young African- American men being murdered and
brutalized, so it covered many issues."

At the time, the poster was a major space for political statements,
giving Douglas plenty of places to draw inspiration from. "We had a
lot of political art coming out of Vietnam, work that came out of
Cuba, the Organization of Solidarity with the People of Asia, Africa
and Latin America, and they used to publish a lot of posters in
support of oppressed, struggling and revolutionary peoples around the
world," he says.

"So I was inspired by a lot of the wonderful work. And also there was
a lot of work done here within the US itself that activists were
working on. But most of it came out of Cuba, Vietnam and the Chinese
artwork that was big at the time."

He also drew on techniques from non-political art, giving it the
Black Panthers spin. He says: "You would see collages that people had
done, that didn't have any real high level of social content to it,
so I was somewhat inspired by wanting to do collages that could be
integrated into the art, to give the art more meaning and more depth."

The posters took Douglas' art beyond the pages of the newspaper and
physically into the community, through some guerrilla curating from
Douglas and other Black Panthers.

"We began to define the community as an art gallery," he explains.
"In the early mornings, the Panthers and sometimes myself, we would
go out to sell newspapers, and we'd take leftover newspapers and
posters, and we would put the artwork from those newspapers up on the
walls. We'd take up buckets of wheat paste, and we'd brush them up
all over the neighbourhood."

In the posters, residents of run-down African-American areas saw
themselves as they'd rarely been depicted before. Douglas says: "The
drawings I did about self-defence, the caricatures, you had many of
the people in the community identify with those.

"In those drawings, they were seeing their uncles, their mums,
somebody that they knew. That, in itself, began to take on a life of
its own, putting them as heroes within the artwork itself."

The posters also fostered resentment of the police and the
establishment, and Douglas found that he hit a nerve by using
deliberately crude drawings of pigs to represent policemen and other
authority figures.

"What happened is when I did the pig drawings, people were inspired
by those, because they had their frustrations," he says.

"And that's how we began to define those politicians and those who
were not helping the community, who were in government. So those
became the symbols that people identified with in their relationship
between the oppressors and the community. And so they took on a life
of their own ­ they really transcended the community in many ways."

After the Panthers

For over a decade, Douglas was a trusted and senior member of the
Black Panthers, responsible for all its graphic output and given
considerable artistic freedom.

By the 1970s, the Black Panthers had been accused of several police
deaths and had been described by President Hoover as "the greatest
threat to the internal security of the country".

Unsurprisingly, the FBI started to pay close attention to Douglas and
his comrades. "They went through all our bank accounts ­ I didn't
have but $64 in it at the time," he laughs.

By the end of the decade, a combination of police pressure and
infighting saw the Black Panthers split apart. For Douglas, it was
the end of an era.

He moved to the Black Press, a San Francisco newspaper owned by a
civil rights activist. "They dealt with issues, but a lot of the time
they wanted illustrations with personalities, like Dr King on his
holidays, stuff like that.

"And I did a few things around HIV and AIDS, the issues. It was
provocative to them, but not to me at the time," he laughs. "It
wasn't like how the Black Panther Party was."

Emory Douglas sounds nothing like an angry radical these days;
speaking to Digital Arts by phone as the first UK retrospective of
his work opens in Manchester, he is courteous and genial, almost
grandfatherly in his manner. But he says he has no regrets about his
militant past.

"You have to understand that what I was saying was a reaction to
violence," he says. "It wasn't necessarily that we were advocating
violence ­ we were standing up in a defiant way against the
authorities who had the green light to just murder and kill us."

He also highlights the Panthers' non-violent side: "We educated the
poor, and the conversations that the politicians talk about today, we
were talking about back then."

Douglas continues: "It was about self-determination, willingness to
stand up and struggle... we gave a visual interpretation of what was
going on. It was a symbolism ­ it was inspiring and meant to be
provocative in many ways; we tried to inspire and educate, to inform
with the art."

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Tet Festival a roaring success

Tet Festival a roaring success

http://www3.signonsandiego.com/stories/2009/jan/25/1m25lunar2370-tet-festival-roaring-success/?zIndex=42681

Annual event a three-day celebration of lunar new year

By Linda Lou
Union-Tribune Staff Writer
January 25, 2009

BALBOA PARK ­ Thousands of people around the county are preparing to
ring in the Lunar New Year, which starts tomorrow and kicks off the
Year of the Ox.

Lunar New Year, which falls between late January and mid-February, is
a major holiday celebrated by the Chinese and other Asians around the
world. It's a time of honoring ancestors, feasting and bonding with
one's family.

In San Diego, the Tet Festival, a three-day celebration at Balboa
Park organized by the Vietnamese American Youth Alliance, ends today.
The event features carnival games, entertainment and about 100 vendors.

Kade Vo, 26, of Ontario said yesterday that her family attends the
three-day affair to enjoy "the food and the feeling."

Many women at the festival were wearing traditional Vietnamese
clothing ­ the ao dai, a long-sleeved dress with side slits up to
the waist that is worn over pants. Vendors were selling Vietnamese
CDs, ethnic food and brightly colored orchids.

Yesterday's opening ceremony honored the efforts of the American and
South Vietnamese militaries during the Vietnam War. A solemn tribute
paid respect to ancestors, with incense and people kneeling and
bowing before an altar. Prayers spoken in Vietnamese called on
ancestors to bless the people and land of Vietnam.

Finally, loud pops, orange sparks and smoke signaled that it was time
to party. Eight strands of firecrackers, each about 10 feet long,
were lighted. When they fizzled, four teams of two people performed a
traditional lion dance, each team encased in a brilliantly colored
costume resembling a fantastic, shimmering creature.

As one person held up the heavy lion's head, a partner controlled the
body. The dance required plenty of coordination, particularly when
one person climbed atop his partner's thighs so the lion could stand tall.

What makes the holiday special is the abundance of food, several
people said. Vendors were selling a variety, including pork and
shrimp mini-crepes, meatballs on sticks, egg rolls, pho noodle soup
and boba drinks, which come with chewy tapioca balls.

"We get to eat a feast after we pray," said Tina Tran, 13, of San Diego.

But if you're young, like Tina, the traditional red envelopes with
cash stand out, too.

George Do, 70, of east San Diego said he hands them to his seven
grandchildren.

"I give them red envelopes to remember the culture," he said.

Do said he fought for the South Vietnamese military but wasn't able
to flee when the war ended. In 1985, he escaped by boat to Malaysia
and was sponsored by a Lutheran church in Chicago. He arrived in
Chicago in 1987. His four children arrived as refugees in 1989, and
his wife followed in 1990.

This year's Tet Festival is the fourth annual event held by the
Vietnamese American Youth Alliance, a nonprofit group founded in
2004. The group pulled off the festival, which attracts about 25,000
people, with about 500 volunteers and more than six months of
planning, said Kristiana Nguyen, an event coordinator.
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Linda Lou: (760) 737-7574; linda.lou@uniontrib.com

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Principal returns to Vietnam as educator, not soldier

Healing journey:
Principal returns to Vietnam as educator, not soldier

http://www.seacoastonline.com/articles/20090125-NEWS-901250335

WHS principal returns to Vietnam as an educator, not a soldier

By Patrick Cronin
pcronin@seacoastonline.com
January 25, 2009

Randy Zito says a recent return to the countryside where he fought in
battles 40 years ago during the Vietnam War was a bittersweet
experience he will never forget.

The first time he was in Vietnam he was 21, freshly drafted into the
Army and at the height of the war. The second time he was the
principal of Winnacunnet High School in Hampton.

"My memory of Vietnam was of wartime," Zito said. "It was a very
frightening experience. We were in peril on a daily basis. Villagers
were often unintentional victims of war. In some cases, they were
your friends by day and enemies by night.

"... It was nice to go back to that place where none of that existed
anymore. The two countries have moved beyond their war. They do not
appear to be dwelling in their past. They seem to be more worried
about their future."

Zito was offered the chance to return to Vietnam and Cambodia as an
educator rather than a soldier and by choice, not by orders.

He was one of 13 educators selected from around the United States by
the Association of School Curriculum and Development back in December.

The goal of the trip was to talk to educational leaders in both
countries and offer advice on some best practices in the United
States in educating students. While in Vietnam and Cambodia, they
visited several schools and talked to numerous teachers and professors.

"I was happy to see that students in Cambodia and Vietnam were no
different than students in America," he said. "They were excited
about learning and they were just as excited about doing algebra on
the front board of the classroom, just like students here."

But, he said, both countries face difficulties regarding education,
including a shortage of qualified teaching staff and lack of suitable
teaching materials.

Cambodia, he said, is a little bit more behind than Vietnam.

"It was only less than 30 years ago that 80 percent of all educated
people were slaughtered by the Khmer Rouge," Zito said. "They have
spent the last 25 years rebuilding their education system with young
people because all the veteran teachers were murdered."

Zito said the trip wasn't all work. He visited several sites in both
countries, including visiting south of Saigon, within five miles of
where he fought.

He called the experience a healing moment.

"I was able to see the same countryside, same roads," he said. "But
this time it was peaceful."

The only remnants of the war, he said, was found in the museums,
including one in Saigon.

Zito did have one awkward experience while visiting Saigon, now known
as Ho Chi Minh City.

A couple of college-age girls walked up to him and in broken English
asked if they could speak to him privately.

"It caught me by surprise," Zito said. "I didn't realize that our
translator told them I was a 21-year-old American soldier in Vietnam
40 years ago.

"They wanted to know if perhaps I had a Vietnamese girlfriend when I
was over there. I politely told them I had been busy and not able to
socialize as much as I wanted to."

In Cambodia, Zito said he visited a killing field where he saw a
monument of 9,000 skulls of victims.

It was just of one of 300 killing fields.

"I walked on paths where the ground was still filled with bones and
clothing of people placed in graves in the countryside. Too many to
dig up, I was told."

Zito said he was glad for the opportunity.

While old memories remain, new ones have been made.

"I still don't know who nominated me to go," he said. "I would like
to know who so I can thank them."

He plans to get together in the spring with some of the soldiers he
served with and to share the experiences of his trip.

"I was so happy to see two countries finally at peace, prospering,
living their lives without the threat of war," he said.

"There were no soldiers with weapons and it was an atmosphere where
people move around freely and comfortably, where as 40 years ago it
was an atmosphere of guns, soldiers, military vehicles and weapons."

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Music Review: The Byrds

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Music Review:
The Byrds - Turn! Turn! Turn!

http://blogcritics.org/archives/2009/01/25/103727.php

Written by David Bowling
Published January 25, 2009

Mr. Tambourine Man was one of the best debut albums in music history
and can legitimately be considered a five star effort. Turn! Turn!
Turn! may be a half star below that lofty level but it is still an
excellent album. It solidified The Byrds position as one of the
leading groups of the sixties and set them on a musical journey that
would lead to their induction into The Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame in 1991.

Turn! Turn! Turn! would pick up where their first album left off as
its sound is securely in the folk-rock realm of music. The
combination of cover songs and original compositions would again be
backed by the wonderful jangle of guitars and soaring harmonies.

This would be Gene Clark's final album with the group until a
seventies reunion effort. His genius, especially as a songwriter,
would be missed. His ability to write with clarity and beauty
produced some of the better songs of the mid-sixties and were a
perfect match for The Byrds' harmonies. He contributes three songs to
this album. "Set You Free This Time" and "If You're Gone" are
excellent but "The World Turns All Around Her" is brilliant. The
lyrics are memorable and the melody haunting; it justifiably remains
one of the better tracks in The Byrds impressive catalogue.

Jim (Roger) McGuinn would begin to step forward as the future leader
of the group. His love songs, "It Won't Be Wrong" and "Wait and See"
show a writer who has reached maturity. The first features some
brilliant tempo changes and the second was co-written with David
Crosby, his first writing credit with the group. He also shows
creative ability in taking the traditional folk song, "He Was A
Friend Of Mine," and transforming it into a farewell for John Kennedy.

The Byrds would continue their tradition of covering Bob Dylan songs.
Their version of "Lay Down Your Weary Tune" found the group at their
harmonic best and continued the run of excellent Dylan covers. "The
Times They Are a-Changin'" is not so lucky. The song works best as a
stark and painful protest song and the Byrds attempt to make it
tender and popish falls flat, especially when compared to Dylan's original.

"Satisfied Mind" is an old Porter Wagoner hit and the Byrds rendition
moved them toward the country sound that would increasingly dominate
some of their future albums.

The album would end with another unique song choice. Mr. Tambourine
Man concluded with "We'll Meet Again" which was part of the finale of
the movie Dr. Strangelove. Here the group chooses the old and I mean
old Stephen Foster tune, "Oh! Susannah" which most school children
have sung at sometime during their lifetime. The 12 string guitar of
Jim McGuinn and the drumming of Michael Clarke help this song travel
through time.

We finish with the first song from the album. "Turn! Turn! Turn!" was
a Pete Seeger creation taken from the book of Ecclesiastes. The Byrds
took this gentle yet powerful song of social unrest and created one
of the formidable peace anthems of the time period. It spent three
weeks as the number one single in the United States and fit the
sixties perfectly.

Turn! Turn! Turn! is another classic relic from the turbulent sixties
and remains an example of American music at its best.

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Music Review:
The Byrds - Mr. Tambourine Man

http://blogcritics.org/archives/2009/01/24/075950.php

Written by David Bowling
Published January 24, 2009

The Byrds had an unmistakable sound when their debut album, Mr.
Tambourine Man, burst upon the music world in 1965. The jangle of
guitars, including the 12-string of Jim (soon to be) Roger McGuinn,
and their high soaring harmonies combined to establish a new musical
type known as folk rock. Jim McGuinn (guitar), Gene Clark
(tambourine), David Crosby (guitar), Chris Hillman (bass), and
Michael Clarke (drums) combined their voices and talents to produce
some of the finest music of the era.

Gene Clark would only appear on their first two albums before
leaving, but would make his mark as he wrote or co-wrote five of the
songs. He also tended to be the center of attention when the group
appeared live. His song, "I'll Feel A Whole Lot Better," remains a
classic of the time period. This anti-romantic love song featured
sensitive and intelligent lyrics and is equal to just about anything
written during the sixties. Rolling Stone Magazine ranked it number
234 on their list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time. "Here
Without You" features haunting poetry backed by a memorable melody.

The early Byrds will always be best remembered for their connection
to the music of Bob Dylan. They did not so much interpret his songs
as they re-created them. Dylan also owes a debt of gratitude to the
Byrds for presenting his music to the masses and expanding his fan base.

"Mr. Tambourine Man," as played and sung by The Byrds, is one of the
signature songs of the sixties, and is hopefully instantly
recognizable to any fan of rock music. It bridges the gap between
folk and rock and between such artists as Bob Dylan and The Beatles.
The 12-string guitar, which underpins the sound and the multi-layered
harmonies, is perfection. It was a deserved number one hit.
Interestingly, the Byrds' version would rank higher on Rolling Stone
Magazine's 500 Greatest Songs of All Time than Dylan's original at 76 vs. 106.

Three other Dylan tunes grace the album. "Chimes Of Freedom" is
another sixties-defining song and is almost on a par with "Mr.
Tambourine Man." "All I Really Want To Do" features more of their
signature harmonies, while "Spanish Harlem Incident" shows just how
different a journey a song can takes when interpreted by the right artist.

The Byrds turned to Pete Seeger's tune, "The Bells Of Rhymney," for
another classic interpretation. The McGuinn guitar solo is probably
the best on the album.

The album concludes with the old Vera Lynn World War II song, "We'll
Meet Again." I can't help but think this was a joke of some type as
this song was used in the finale of the movie Dr. Strangelove.

Mr. Tambourine Man is a close to perfect album. The production and
the harmonies were more advanced than just about anything being
produced at the time. It remains a landmark of sixties artistry and
an essential listen for any fan of American music history.

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White Panther founder hails Obama

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Obama's inauguration hailed by White Panther founder John Sinclair

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/us_elections/article5558140.ece

January 21, 2009
Kaya Burgess

One of the leading white voices in the American civil rights movement
has declared Barack Obama's inauguration yesterday a victory not only
for the black community, but also for those white people who joined
the call for an end to the "American apartheid".

John Sinclair, who founded the White Panther Party in 1968 in support
of black civil rights, told The Times: "I've been waiting for this
day all my adult life. I never thought it would be possible."

Mr Sinclair, whose two-and-a-half year imprisonment for possession of
marijuana in the 1960s became a cause célèbre for John Lennon and
Stevie Wonder, was in London last night to play a special one-off gig
in honour of Barack Obama's inauguration.

After centuries of slavery, exploitation and oppression of black
people by white Americans, Mr Sinclair feels that Mr Obama's
inauguration represents a watershed for both the black and white communities.

"Obama has used the mechanisms of the social order against itself,"
Mr Sinclair explained. "He's like John F. Kennedy ­ he's fresh, young
and smart. It's just something that the Establishment has never
authorised before.

"When you are a white person in America, you have a horrible racist
history that you were always uncomfortable with, but you think 'what
can I do?' And now they've made the ultimate choice.

"I bet a lot of those people felt they would never vote for a
'nigger'. But it feels good to do the right thing and white people
feel proud of themselves too."

Mr Sinclair was a beatnik poet, political activist and manager of
punk-rock band MC5 in a racially divided Detroit in the 1960s. It was
in 1968, just months after the assassination of Martin Luther King,
that he founded the White Panther Party in answer to the Black
Panthers' call for white people to support their movement.

The election of Mr Obama represents for John Sinclair the first steps
towards a goal set nearly 50 years ago, and one towards which people,
both white and black, have never stopped striving.

"True equality for black people doesn't exist yet; all the problems
are not over and are not even being addressed. But they've addressed
one. Can a black man be President? Yes. They've answered that one,
and it's a good start."

Sinclair grew up on a small white-run farm in Michigan, but it was
the rhythm'n'blues of Ray Charles and Big Joe Turner that made him
what Norman Mailer once called a "white negro".

As a college undergraduate in Flint, Michigan, Sinclair joined the
National Association for the Advancement of Coloured People (NAACP),
idolising Malcolm X and Martin Luther King. Their dream was Sinclair's dream.

Mr Sinclair said: "I lost any hope in the American political system
when they killed Malcolm X, the only man who knew what was going on.
I'll never forget that day. I felt like there wasn't any hope for
these people.

"And I've felt like that until now, inaugurating Obama as President."

Sinclair's band, MC5, were the only group to perform at the Festival
of Light protest rally outside the Democratic Convention in Chicago
in 1968 before police and protestors began clashing in violent
battles throughout the city.

It was in Grant Park in Chicago that some of the bloodiest encounters
took place, on the very spot where, 40 years later, Barack Obama
would be standing to give his victory speech on election night 2008.

"Obama's inauguration is pretty amazing," Mr Sinclair said. "It's a
combination of frustration and what they feel at the end of eight
years of Bush. It's destroyed the moral fibre of the country.

"Obama's uprightness and moral integrity and reasonableness ­ and the
obvious intelligence of this guy ­ combined with the terrible
backdrop against which he rose ... has had unbelievable results."

Mr Sinclair, who was the subject of a John Lennon song written for a
mass rally to free him from a ten-year prison sentence in 1971, has
long combined his poetry with his desire for revolution, and has
collected his writings in his book It's All Good: A John Sinclair
Reader, released through British indie publishers Headpress.

In one story he talks of how Detroit felt like a city reborn when
they elected their first black mayor, Coleman A. Young.

Sitting in a house in North London, with a long white beard and a
Malcolm X Academy sweatshirt, seems an age away from those days of
hope. But Mr Sinclair thinks that may change with Barack Obama now in
the White House.

On stage last night, to celebrate Obama's inauguration, he told the
audience: "Look at the mess white people have made of my country.
It's time for someone else to have a go."

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White Panther founder hails Obama

LONDON, Jan. 21 (UPI) -- President Barack Obama's inauguration is a
victory for whites who joined the call for an end to the "American
apartheid" in the 1960s, a longtime activist says.

John Sinclair, founder in 1968 of the White Panther Party, which
supported civil rights for African-Americans, said Tuesday's
swearing-in of the United States' first black president was a moment
he thought would never come, The Times of London reported.

"I've been waiting for this day all my adult life. I never thought it
would be possible," said Sinclair, whose two-year imprisonment on
marijuana charges in the 1960s became a cause celebre for musicians
John Lennon and Stevie Wonder.

Sinclair was in London Tuesday night to play a special concert in
honor of Obama's inauguration. He told The Times, "Obama has used the
mechanisms of the social order against itselt. He's like John F.
Kennedy -- he's fresh, young and smart. It's just something that the
Establishment has never authorized before."

Sinclair told the newspaper that "when you are a white person in
America, you have a horrible racist history that you were always
uncomfortable with, but you think 'what can I do?' And now they've
made the ultimate choice."

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Thursday, January 29, 2009

Marin makes its mark in rock activism exhibit

Marin makes its mark in rock activism exhibit

http://www.marinij.com/lifestyles/ci_11531000

Paul Liberatore
Posted: 01/22/2009

WHEN THE larger-than-life Marin rock concert promoter Bill Graham
died in a helicopter crash in 1991, he left behind a vast personal
collection of photographs, recordings, posters and memorabilia that
chronicled rock 'n' roll history from its San Francisco glory days in
the 1960s until his untimely death.

Called Wolfgang's Vault, after his middle name, the archive is an
essential part of a new multimedia exhibit, "The Art of Change: The
Influence of Rock Music on Social Change," that opened last week at
San Francisco City Hall and runs through April 3.

As the title indicates, there has been a lot more to rock than sex
and drugs, especially in the Bay Area, with its history of social
activism through benefit concerts and other rock-related events.

"The Art of Change" is an impressive reminder that people in the rock
business, like Graham, who had been a prominent resident of Corte
Madera, used music to promote causes they believed in.

"Bill Graham is an important part of this exhibit because social
change is part of his and our heritage," said Gabby Medecki,
marketing director for Wolfgang's Vault. "He was a person who pursued
social causes and social changes that mattered a lot to him. There's
a lot of inspiration there."

Graham biographer Robert Greenfield once said, "Bill had this
incredible work ethic, and an incredible need to do good, to create,
to make rock 'n' roll a force for social change. And you can really
see since his death this doesn't happen any more.

Bill was possessed. He was the only guy who had the smarts, the
know-how and the sensibility. No one has replaced him in rock 'n' roll."

The exhibit, a collaboration between Wolfgang's Vault and the San
Francisco Arts Commission Gallery, is enhanced and brought up to date
by material from a dozen other archives that have been added to the
Graham vault, making it the world's largest collection of live
concert recordings and music memorabilia.

A 1985 poster for the global Live Aid concert was one of several
pieces of memorabilia that recall Graham's charitable work, this one
to help end famine in Ethiopia. He produced the event in the United
States from Philadelphia, coordinating with venues in London and Sydney.

"At one point in the broadcast, 95 percent of all televisions
globally were tuned in to it," Medecki recalled. "It didn't affect
social change because it solved hunger in Africa and Ethiopia,
because it didn't, but it showed that a collective focus on one issue
in one day can make inroads into solving such seemingly
insurmountable challenges as famine and disease."

Graham aside, Marin is well represented in this show. The Grateful
Dead's Jerry Garcia, Janis Joplin, Quicksilver Messenger Service,
Mimi Farina's Bread & Roses and Journey are among the locals who are
celebrated for their achievements and contributions over the past five decades.

The exhibit includes Rolling Stone photographer Baron Wolman's 1969
photo of a grinning Jerry Garcia holding up his right hand, showing
the middle finger that had been severed in a childhood mishap.

Despite his handicap, the exhibit notes, his "soulful and extended
guitar improvisations were the musical expressions of one of rock's
most idiosyncratic and individualistic characters."

"For a lot of people, an accident like that with their finger would
have precluded a career playing guitar," Medecki said. "But Jerry
Garcia never let that get in the way of him doing that. As far as
social change is concerned, he was an artist who would just be
himself no matter what."

Wolman, a former Mill Valley resident who was Rolling Stone's first
official photographer, also contributes a 1968 photo of Janis Joplin,
who was living in Larkspur's Baltimore Canyon at the time of her
death from a drug overdose in a Los Angeles hotel room.

She is remembered for being "a pioneer in the male-dominated music
business," the exhibit catalog says, and for "always daring to be
different. She showed her true colors with vibrant costumes, feathers
in her hair and tattoos on her wrist and breast."

Like Tina Turner, Medecki said, "She did more for feminism than a lot
of feminists just by being herself and by keeping at it, by not
letting the prejudices against women at the time stop her."

Quicksilver Messenger Service, a '60s band formed in Marin and
co-founded by Mill Valley's John Cipollina, is advertised on a 1966
Wes Wilson benefit concert poster for the United Farm Workers and the
Delano Grape Strikers at the Fillmore Auditorium.

"Quicksilver was essential in getting the word out for people to
understand the issues around the strike" - a demand for minimum wage
for farm workers - "and they helped accomplish what Cesar Chavez and
the United Farmworkers were trying to accomplish," Medecki said.

Stanley Mouse created the poster in the exhibit for a 1979 "Festival
of Music" at the Greek Theater in Berkeley that was produced by Mill
Valley's Farina for Bread & Roses, the nonprofit organization she
started in 1974 - and is still going strong 35 years later - to bring
free live music and entertainment to people shut away in convalescent
homes, hospitals, prisons, youth facilities and other institutions.

"She was deeply moved by the healing exchange that occurs between
performer and audience," the exhibit catalog recalls. "She recruited
performers and matched them with facilities serving the sick,
homeless, disabled and imprisoned."

Several members of Journey live or have lived in Marin. In this
exhibit, a 1980 Alton Kelley poster for a Journey tour represents the
revolution in digital technology in the '80s that bands like Journey
spearheaded in recording and on stage. Technology allowed graphic
artists like Kelley to create computer generated rock posters like
the one in the exhibit.

"When music and graphics became more of a digital technology, that
change is well represented in the Journey poster," Medecki noted. Not
only were the musicians influencers of social changes, but the
graphic artists were as well."

The exhibit includes 80 pieces from five decades, bringing the theme
of art and social change right up to the present with Shepard
Fairey's already iconic poster of Barack Obama, whose candidacy for
president, as we know, was supported by a host of rock stars,
including many from Marin.
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IF YOU GO

- What: "The Art of Change: The Influence of Rock Music on Social Change"
- Where: San Francisco City Hall, ground floor, 1 Dr. Carlton B.
Goodlett Place, San Francisco
- When: 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. weekdays through April 13
- Cost: Free
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Paul Liberatore can be reached at liberatore@marinij.com

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Activists find renewal at rural retreat

Activists find renewal at rural retreat

http://www.news-record.com/content/2009/01/23/article/activists_find_renewal_at_rural_retreat

Sunday, January 25
By Tina Firesheets
StaffWriter

MEBANE - The Stone House is neither made of stone, nor is it merely a house.

It is a gathering place. A sanctuary. A place for solitude when it's needed.

Visitors go for a walk. Read. Or just sit, eyes closed, in silence.

This 70-acre tract of land in Orange County is a refuge for those
working to make their communities more just, peaceful, and cohesive.
They work to combat and raise awareness about the environment or
economic, racial or social injustices where they live.

Some of them work for nonprofit organizations that serve immigrants,
the poor or homeless, the elderly or youth. They work long hours, for
little pay. Some of them are volunteers who work just as tirelessly
without pay.

Burnout comes with this work.

"There can be such intense peaks and troughs between hope and
hopelessness, and between some sense of possibility and despair,"
says Jesse Maceo Vega-Frey, one of the leaders of the Stone House.

Community organizers and activists learn to become more effective
leaders at the Stone House. And for those who come, it is also a haven.

This humble land

It's quiet here.

Just the occasional sound of dogs barking. In winter, the landscape
sometimes looks bleak. The trees are just clusters of branches that
resemble gray claws reaching toward the ashen sky. Laundry sways from
a clothesline. Caramel-colored chickens with ruby red beaks roam near
a barn, making low, throaty clucking noises. A lone pig runs oinking
toward anyone walking by its pen. Much of the food for the facility
is grown or raised here.

Though it wasn't a spectacular landscape, Stone House founders
Vega-Frey and Claudia Horwitz knew it was exactly what they were
looking for when they first visited the property back in 2007.

This parcel of pasture off Nicks Road near the Alamance County line
didn't offer the breathtaking vistas they'd seen at West Coast
retreats. But they felt grounded.

"There was just sort of this simplicity and rootedness and down to
earth feel ... that just felt so pure," Vega-Frey says.

He calls it a humble piece of land.

It also was already equipped with cabins, a pavilion and other
buildings. From that first visit, they could see how it would all
come together: a yoga studio in this space. Administrative offices
here. Meeting space there.

Horwitz could live in this cabin, and Vega-Frey in that one.

It would be their home, too.

The activist life

The Stone House evolved from the organization Horwitz founded in
1995, stone circles.

She helps people integrate spiritual and reflective practices -- such
as yoga or meditation -- into their social justice work. Horwitz
started the organization because she knows firsthand how exhausting
social justice work can be.

This 42-year-old social activist with a youthful face and a thick
mane of gray shoulder-length dreadlocks is known for her compassion,
wisdom and knowledge. She wrote a book, published in 2002, titled
"The Spiritual Activist." She practices Kripalu yoga and meditates regularly.

A native of Philadelphia, she grew up Jewish and upper-middle class
in the suburbs. Horwitz started social justice work and organizing
while earning an English degree from the University of Pennsylvania.
After a semester in Italy, Horwitz returned to campus distracted and
disoriented. She wanted to be back in Italy.

"I didn't really know what to do with myself. I was looking for
something to sink my teeth into for the summer because I felt kind of
rootless," she says.

Then she stumbled upon a job organizing a hunger awareness and
fundraising event. She recruited other college students to volunteer
and raise money for it. It was fun, and she was good at it. She
learned two things: she didn't need to go elsewhere to help those in
need, and hard work can produce success.

The circle begins

Horwitz experienced burnout when she helped found the
Philadelphia-based homeless organizing group, Empty the Shelters.
It's an 8-week summer volunteer program run by homeless people. It
places college students in agencies that aid the homeless and poor.
It was a collective that eventually spread to four other cities, and
continues today.

In an essay for the journal The Reconstructionist Horwitz later
wrote: "Unfortunately the activist lifestyle in which I immersed
myself was also one prone to illness, fatigue and burnout. In the
midst of 12-hour days and hot dog lunches, it never occurred to me to
take better care of myself, and no one ever suggested it. Consumed by
purpose and righteousness, I did not notice the slow deterioration of
my physical energy and emotional health."

The very nature of social justice work can be as daunting and
disappointing as it is rewarding.

"I had a lot of residual sadness and anger. There's so much despair
in the work because you don't have any idea whether the work you're
doing is going to do any good or not," Horwitz says.

She moved to Durham in 1992 to complete a master's degree in public
policy at Duke University. A year into grad school, Horwitz
discovered meditation. It changed her life.

Horwitz writes in her book:

"It was the summer I turned 27 when I first learned what a spiritual
practice was and began meditating. I had gotten myself into a work
commitment that I didn't believe in and probably wasn't qualified
for, and the results felt disastrous. Shaken by what I could only see
as failure, I realized that I had no idea which values were driving
my decisions or how I could find courage when the going got tough.
What is my anchor in the world? I wondered."

While visiting friends on a rural Kentucky farm, Horwitz learned
about meditation. And tried it.

Just sitting. Silently. With her breath.

It made an immediate difference in how she felt. She worried less
about what others thought of her. She was nicer to people, and
overreacted less. She got more accomplished.

"Over time, this morning meditation became an act of remembering who
I am and who God is in my life."

An idea began to take shape. If this could make such a difference in
her life, she could help others.

"I knew so many stressed-out activists," she says.

This idea would become a spark for stone circles.

The first circle

Hez Norton was one of a handful of people Horwitz consulted when she
started to formulate the concept for stone circles.

They met through a class at Duke, and later became housemates. Norton
considered Horwitz a mentor as she embarked on her own path to
community organizing. After college, Norton worked for a youth
service program through the governor's office. Norton, who is gay,
realized through this job that she wanted to help other gay teens.

At 23, she founded an organization that helped lesbian, gay, bisexual
and transgendered teens develop leadership skills. The work was
exhausting, Norton says, because often teens came to her in crisis:
their families had thrown them out of the house or church leaders
told them homosexuality was wrong.

"It was a round-the-clock job. I definitely needed respite," she says.

Horwitz taught her the importance of incorporating spiritual practice
into her work. Norton joined a small group that Horwitz gathered,
representing a diverse group of social activists and community
organizers from different racial, cultural, socio-economic and faith
backgrounds. They discussed their challenges, and learned how to
become better leaders.

"So many of us were burned out, but we didn't see it because we were
too busy working," Norton says. "It helped me see that 80-hour work
weeks may hurt the organization. If I have down time, then come back,
I can be a more effective leader."

Before stone circles, Norton didn't have much of a concept of
spirituality, or the role it could play in her work as a leader. Now she does.

"Having a deeper well, having this kind of support is going to
sustain me in the long haul. And I didn't have a sense that I had
access to it until stone circles," Norton says.

The boy with the megaphone

Vega-Frey's parents taught him to care about local and global injustices.

His mother came from a white, upper-middle-class background, with
Mennonite influences in Ohio. She worked for the United Farm Workers
Union in California and Massachusetts.

His father immigrated from Ecuador at age 5. Often the only Latino
student in school, he viewed the world from a working-class,
immigrant's perspective.

With their son in tow, Vega-Frey's parents attended anti-war and
anti-nuclear rallies. They demonstrated against a waste treatment
facility to be built in a low-income neighborhood, and rallied
against the city's plans to demolish old buildings, displacing poor residents.

When he was just 3 or 4 years old, Vega-Frey asked for a megaphone
for his birthday.

In high school, he organized programs and assemblies to raise
awareness of global issues among his peers. At Macalester College,
Vega-Frey studied U.S. labor history. His post-college job with The
Center for Contemplative Mind in Society led to two life-changing
things: meditation and meeting Horwitz.

He met Horwitz through a research project involving people who
integrated contemplative practices into their social justice work.

The staff also meditated together for a half hour daily. This
practice directed him to further explore Buddhist meditation.

Though he was just starting his own spiritual practice, Horwitz
invited Vega-Frey to a retreat with other spiritual activist leaders
in 2003. Horwitz just had a gut feeling about his potential.

"He brought both an ease of being and a comfort with his own truth
that I felt would be tremendous assets for the gathering," she says.

After that retreat, they started running programs together in Durham
and across the country. Vega-Frey also began to ramp up his
meditation practice. His annual meditation retreats range from 10
days to three months, which he completed in silence.

He and Horwitz often lead silent meditation programs. They believe
silence leads you to the deepest part of yourself.

It leads to "the places where we can kind of see things as they are,
gather wisdom and perspective, that can help us at any given moment,"
Vega-Frey says.

Expanding the circle

For more than a decade, Horwitz operated stone circles from a small
Durham office that wasn't large enough to run workshops or retreats.

She organized conferences elsewhere for activists exploring the
relationship between faith and social justice. Since her clients
represented a broad range of religious and spiritual backgrounds, she
needed neutral, nondenominational settings where they would feel
comfortable. She also frequently traveled around the country to lead
and facilitate programs.

Once Vega-Frey came aboard, they talked more about finding a stable
location. Although Horwitz enjoyed exploring new cities, and meeting
others on her travels, she longed to be more rooted. The spiritual
activist whose job it was to preach rest and reflection was getting tired.

And she really wanted to create a spiritual retreat in the Southeast,
where such places are more of a rarity. She envisioned a space that
wasn't home or work, where activists of all ages, backgrounds and
faiths could find refuge.

They didn't have much money when they found the Mebane property. They
raised $280,000 in about five months.

"It was just a mission. All I did for five months was eat, sleep and
breathe this particular task," Horwitz says.

With limited fundraising experience, Horwitz turned to everyone she'd
worked with since establishing stone circles.

They didn't have a very wealthy donor base, but most of those Horwitz
contacted agreed to a five-year commitment to pledge any level that
felt significant to them. That meant anywhere from $18 a year, to
$50,000, with most contributions averaging about $200 annually.

"It's funny, I definitely had a deep faith that we were going to do
it, but I had a lot of anxiety about it," Horwitz says.

When they moved Sept. 24, 2007, they did so expecting their first
group of activists in less than 10 days. They had to hit the ground running.

Embracing silence

The Stone House offers what's called Soul Sanctuary to activists from
around the country. They must apply, and no more than six are
accepted. Grants allow them to stay for free, and meals are provided.

For five days, they can meditate, practice yoga, read, write or
create art. Horwitz and Vega-Frey are available for consultation if
anyone wants it.

Some participants, such as Zulayka Santiago, prefer to have a silent
retreat. They wear a name tag, "In Loving Silence," indicating to
others that they aren't speaking during their stay.

"I spend a lot of my waking hours engaged in some sort of dialogue or
conversation, whether it be in real time, or e-mail or by phone,"
Santiago says. "(Silence) is a way to go inward, and a way to just
quiet the mind. It's amazing the things that come to the surface when
you're not distracted by conversation or small talk or trying to
entertain or be entertained."

Santiago, 33, works for the multiracial statewide network, North
Carolina Peoples' Coalition for Giving. She's also involved with
organizations tackling farmworkers' and immigrant rights.

She's a past recipient of the William C. Friday Fellow for Human
Relations, and was the former executive director of the Latino
advocacy group El Pueblo. That job was so demanding, she had little
time for other interests. Stone circles taught her that work
shouldn't consumer her. Since then, she's learned to fire dance and
walk on stilts, and she's exploring photography. And she makes time
for silent reflection.

"I actually run to the 'In Loving Silence' badge when I do these
silent retreats," she says.

Finding balance

While Santiago, Norton and other Soul Sanctuary visitors find this a
place of rest, those who work and live here struggle, some days, to
balance their own personal needs and professional duties.

"It's hard to draw boundaries around when your work day is finished,"
Horwitz says. "The level of responsibility is high. You can't walk
from one place to another without seeing, like, five things that need
to get done."

But Horwitz says it's a privilege to provide the weary and
disillusioned a place to rest, so that they can continue to serve others.

The land holds an energy -- of a wide open space that allows people
to just get into themselves for a while. A place of ceremony and ritual.

Vega-Frey says there are days when he's walking around and sees the
fog rising over the meadows. He takes in the quiet stillness. And he
feels lucky to live in such a beautiful place.
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Contact Tina Firesheets at 373-3498 or tina.firesheets@news-record.com

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Sitting on The Porch with David Gans

[2 parts]

Sitting on The Porch with David Gans ­ Part I

http://www.jambands.com/Features/content_2008_12_23.07.phtml

Randy Ray
2008-12-23

"..we must seek not so much to create opportunities as to take
advantage of those that are offered us." ­ The Island of the Day
Before, Umberto Eco

David Gans has been touring quite extensively in the last decade or
so with a rich canon of tunes stretching from folk to protest to jam
to bluegrass to straight up rock 'n' roll. However, he had not
stopped long enough to record a studio album during that period.
Until now. Gans has teamed up with members of Railroad Earth, and
various other seasoned veterans to craft a poignant and rousing
11-track album called The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste the Best.
With Gans as the chief songwriter, and tracks produced by Railroad
Earth's Tim Carbone, the singer-songwriter/guitarist mines the
material of his own experiences either at home, or on the road for a
strong set of troubadour classics.

Gans is also known quite well for his two-decade-plus career as a
radio producer/host of Grateful Dead programs on Berkeley's KPFA
radio station, Dead to the World, the nationally syndicated Grateful
Dead Hour as well as being a consultant to Sirius XM's Grateful Dead
Channel. He has also produced a legion of records by other artists,
including compilations of the Dead, spent his early years as a
journalist before writing numerous books about music, and is also a
well-known photographer. Jambands.com sits down with Gans to discuss
his new studio album in a wide-ranging two-part feature that explores
his songwriting process and the continuing influence of the road on his music.

RR: How did you get involved with Railroad Earth on this project?

DG: I have been a fan of Railroad Earth since I met them at the High
Sierra Music Festival. Roy Carter, the director of High Sierra,
passed me a CD, which at the time was a demo that hadn't even been
released yet, of what became most of their first album, The Black
Bear Sessions. I was just blown away by the songwriting of Todd
Sheaffer, and by the playing of the band. I became a fan and a
supporter, and whenever they came to town, we'd see them. I got to
see them at many music festivals.

The real genesis of our collaboration was a performance at the
Terrapin Hill Harvest Festival in Harrodsburg, Kentucky in 2005. They
were playing on the main stage, and I was playing on another stage. I
asked if any of them would be interested and willing to come over and
play with me. To my great surprise and delight, Johnny Grubb, John
Skehan, Andy Goessling, and Tim Carbone all came over to join me on
my set. We had a fabulous, wonderful time playing together.

From that time on, whenever we were in the same zone, I could rely
on a couple of those guys, or more, to join me. I played at
MagnoliaFest in Florida in October 2005, and Andy Goessling and Tim
Carbone played with me. John Skehan and I played sets together at
house parties in New Jersey. We just became musical buds, and I was a
great admirer of their playing. They seemed to appreciate my
songwriting, as well.

We were doing some stuff together in 2006 in their stomping grounds
in New Jersey; we played a couple of songs together, and at the end
of one of those shows, I just got this little brainstorm, and I went
to Tim Carbone. I said, "Listen­if I can get scare up the money to
pay for the sessions, would you be willing to produce them with me?"
He said, "Absolutely." So I started saving my pennies, and I sent him
a CD full of original songs and said, "Which ones do you like? Think
of this as if it were going to be an album project. Which ones would
you choose?" We figured out that I could afford three days of
recording, and he picked out four songs that he felt would work as
sort of a demo.

We went into Mix-o-Lydian Studio in Lafayette, New Jersey where he
had been recording and playing with Andy Goessling for many, many
years. He brought the Shockenaw Mountain Boys. We rehearsed one day,
we laid down basic tracks for four songs the second day, we did
overdubs the third day, we mixed on the fourth day, and that was our
four-song demo. We shopped it around a little bit, but the music
business has been disintegrating for several years, and we couldn't
really find anybody to fund the rest of the recording.

I saved my pennies some more, and several months later, we went back
to Mix-o-Lydian and recorded six more songs. This time, Grubb was not
available. Timmy brought in an amazing bass player from New York
named Lindsey Horner. He brought in a drummer from the area that he'd
known for years named Ned Stroh, and an amazing player named Buck
Dilly, who is a lap and pedal steel steel and electric guitarist who,
as it turns out, is also an organ player. So we recorded six more
songs, and I was blown away by what we got. (laughs)

A little over a year ago, I was doing a radio show in San Francisco
called West Coast Live, and they had asked me if I had any songs
about food because they broadcast most weeks from the Ferry Building
in San Francisco, right upstairs from a wonderful Farmer's Market.
First I thought I would do this Steve Goodman song called "Chicken
Cordon Bleus" that I've always loved, but then I decided "No, that's
silly. I'm a songwriter. I go to the Farmer's Market every week, and
I should write about shopping at the Farmer's Market." I got my wife
to help me with that because she's the produce expert in the family.
We came up with this song called "The Bounty of the County," and
performed it on that show, and it was immediately popular. I started
getting phone calls from farmers and market people asking if they
could put it on their web site. I sent a copy to Tim, and I said,
"We've got to put this on the record." He listened to it, and said,
"Well, it's kind of another mid-tempo tune, but I hear what you're
sayin'. Let's do it."

Last February, Timmy and I went into the studio with Paul Knight on
bass. Paul is a bass player here in the Bay Area, playing in Peter
Rowan's bluegrass band, and does sound for the David Grisman Quintet.
We also brought in Zac Matthews on mandolin [who just recently
resigned from Hot Buttered Rum]. So those were our eleven songs. Ten
of them were recorded in Jersey, one of them was recorded here, and
all of them were produced by Tim Carbone, who played the fiddle on
almost everything. I couldn't have been happier. Timmy just
understands. We're in the same general age cohort. I think I might be
a year or two older than he is, but we sort of came up in the same
time, and we have very similar political and philosophical views, so
he totally got my point of view in terms of what I was trying to say
in my songs.

I knew from listening to Railroad Earth that these guys would be
great sidemen. To me, the most important thing is the song. I don't
care how great your licks are, if the songs suck, I don't want to
hear it. I knew that those guys understood that the role of band
members in a band like Railroad is to tell the story. They understand
that the songwriter is the main thing, and their job is not to
surround him with hot licks and swamp the song in flashy playing.
It's to underscore and support what the song is doing. There's plenty
of room for shredding in a band like that, but I knew that if I
brought them in to do my songs, that my songs would be served by
these amazing players. They're all instrumental storytellers of the
first rank.

RR: What you just described makes me think of your song "That's Real
Love" with its multiple parts, different sections, and a band's
ability to bring something unique into a song, and then not repeat it.

DG: There are two things you need to know about that song. First of
all, the bridge­the clarinet section­was invented for the recording
sessions. I brought that song in, and it was a pretty straightforward
song. There is just one section, the A section. There's no bridge to
it. We were rehearsing it, and somebody in the band­I forget
who­said, "This song needs a bridge." And this magical thing
happened. I don't even remember exactly how it happened. I think it
might have been Skehan who made the changes happen, but we came up
with this little section of chords that we played, and some notion of
what the changes would be. When we got to the studio, Andy Goessling,
who's the Most Valuable Player in the whole thing, showed up with
clarinets. We played the song, did the basic track, played this
regular mandolin solo and then, we stopped and played these chord
changes. When we did the overdubs, Andy laid down a two-part clarinet
overdub. In other words, he played the two different melodies. He
played one line, went back and overdubbed another line, and then he
played each of those lines a second time so we have two clarinet
parts doubled. He also overdubbed a bass clarinet melody underneath
that. So that whole thing was a collaboration. We all agreed that it
needed something, and this mysterious process happened by which all
of us came up with these parts, and so I shared the songwriting
credit with the four of them because of the amazing way it all came about.

The other thing about that is something that Tim understands, and
that I learned from another amazing record producer named Stew. That
is to do something really amazing, and you only do it once. You don't
do everything to death. Repetition is part of music, but it's not
necessarily the most important thing, or the coolest thing. One
really, really amazing thing that you can do is to do something
really neat and unique and only do it once, and make the listener
kind of listen for it to come back. When it doesn't come back, it
piques their curiosity, and makes them come back to listen to the song again.

RR: Let's talk about lyrical content. Sometimes, you are singing in
the first person, sometimes, third person. In our first feature about
three years ago [Author's Note: "Workingman's Artist"­8/9/05; also,
the 10th anniversary of Jerry Garcia's death], we spoke about "An
American Family," which appeared on Solo Electric, and debuts as a
studio track on the new album. I'd like to explore that style of
songwriting a bit further with you.

DG: That song was a deliberate attempt on my part to write something
that was not first person, and was not about my life. I'm not a very
fast songwriter. "Headin' Home Already" is more than 30 years old.
I've been playing that song in various bands since the 70s, and most
of the songs on the record are newer, but in general, my writing
output is very low. I'm not one of those guys that bats them out
every week. I sort of cook them in my brain for sometimes years until
I can't keep them inside any more, and then they get written. That's
a function of both not making the time to do songwriting, and also
being a deliberate songwriter. ["An American Family"] was my telling
myself that "the last couple of songs that you've written have been
very explicitly about your own life." Why don't I try to write
something that's a pure work of fiction?

For some reason, as I'm telling you this story, I remember where I
was when I first hatched the idea. I was driving on the San Rafael
Bridge, heading toward Marin County in what must have been 1995 or
so. I don't why I remember that so clearly. I had the idea that I was
going to write a character sketch about this person who was sort of
based on a human being that I actually know. As is the case with
these things, the person in the song very quickly became somebody
else, and amusingly, eventually, the person became three people. It
became this song that was sung in the voice first of the father, then
his wife, and then their son. Again, it's a mysterious process, and I
can't tell you exactly how that happened, but each of the three
voices of the song is sung in a different key. The structure of the
song dictated itself in a way that I can't recall. The mystery of
inspiration is that one moment you're sitting there, and minutes
later, you have something, and you have no idea how it got there.

Timmy made me sing that song in the studio several times, and worked
with me on each of the three parts to make them sound a little
different, and I could not tell you, Randy, what exactly is different
about the three performances. It satisfied Tim that each of those
voices that I used to portray the three characters was subtly different.

RR: How about a song that I assume is definitely in the first person,
and has a strong message attached to it: "Shove in the Right Direction?"

DG: That song is a collaboration. Lorin Rowan and I wrote that song
together. The hook, the basic tag line­"a kick in the ass is a shove
in the right direction"­is something that I learned out of my own
life experience. Many, many times in my life, I've had something bad
happen to me­I got fired from a gig, or something like that­and it
wound up being something that set me off on what proved to be a good,
new direction.

The song came out of a conversation out in front of KPFA with Lorin
Rowan. The Rowan Brothers were friends of mine by then. They came in
to sing on Larry Kelp's program, Sing Out. I stayed to listen to them
perform after my show, and after they got off the air, we were
standing out in front of KPFA shootin' the shit, and we were having
this conversation. I guess it was about being musicians, the music
business, and our mutual love of Beatles music, etc., and I said
that: "You know, it seems to me after living all these years, a kick
in the ass is a shove in the right direction." I could see the little
light bulb going off over Lorin's head. I said, "You cannot have
that. That's my phrase, and I'm going to write it­but I'll tell you
what, man. Let's get together and write the song together," and we
did. Some time in the next month or so, I went over to his house, and
spent an afternoon developing that song. I would say 98% of it was
written in that afternoon. I took it home and tweaked it a little bit
more, changed a line or two.

The first verse is pure fiction, the second verse is kind of based on
a life experience of my own, and the third verse is a summation of
the other two. It was really pretty much a full collaboration. We
wrote it together based on a line that I came up with and used a
little of my personal experience in one of the verses. It's working
out really well, and getting airplay. I hired Home Grown Music
Network to do some promotion for me, and I get these reports every
day about the stations that are playing it, and I noticed that's
being played on various radio stations, and it's even started to get
requested.

RR: And how about another song written in the first person with a
potent message, "Save Us from the Saved?"

DG: "Save Us from the Saved"­yes, indeed. That is actually the second
incarnation of a piece of music. I had written a song with another
collaborator, and I wasn't very happy with the way that song was
sitting. I had written it, but I didn't feel inspired to perform it.

One of the things that I've observed in my touring around the country
is that God seems to have a marketing budget. When you're driving
around, particularly in the South, you'll see signs, billboards­they
will, literally, buy billboards­that say rude shit, and they are
signed by "God." I remember one in North Carolina: "Stop taking my
name in vain, or I'll make your commute even more annoying. Signed,
God." I sort of accumulated a bunch of notions in my memory in my
years of traveling around. One time, me and my buddy Stu Steinhardt
were in Farmington, New Mexico, driving along the main drag on our
way up to Moab, and there is this building, a plain brick building on
the main drag, with a sign sticking up with just the words "Adult
Video" in very plain type. No name of the establishment. No
typography. No logo. No nothing. Just the words "Adult Video" on a
pole out in front of this plain little building. Right next to it,
about 50 feet away, is a billboard that some religious organization
had taken out that said: "Jesus is watching." We stopped the car, Stu
and I got out of the car, and we both took pictures of it because it
seemed so intimidating. People want to go buy an adult video, and
some religious nuts are trying to tell people how to behave.

So that was the thing that prompted that song. I just thought,
"God­stop telling me what to do. Who the fuck are you? Jesus doesn't
give a shit what I'm doing in my private life. Didn't you read what
the man said?" And that's what gave rise to that song­just my own
annoyance with the moralism of these fundamentalists.

RR: You also collaborated with someone who has had a lot of poignant
things to say over the years, Robert Hunter, on "Like a Dog."

DG: Yeah, man. I was posting my tour diary­I forget exactly where he
was seeing it­but I was posting my stuff on a blog. I still have a
blog [cloudsurfing.gdhour.com], but it must have been a different
one. I was posting some stuff on Jambands.com for a while, too, and
Hunter, I guess, had been reading it. One day, I was checking in at
my hotel in Michigan (I was on my way to a festival gig), and I read
my e-mail, and there's a message from Hunter: "David, I've been
reading your on-line diary with interest and empathy, and I thought
you might like this," and it was this song lyric. The amazing thing
about this lyric is that the words are words that I could have sung
based on various experiences in my life, but it's also one of those
things that's universal. It could have been his own experiences in
the rough and tumble world of the Grateful Dead, which is a pretty
brutal social scene in a lot of ways.

Obviously, I was blown away that Robert Hunter gifted me with one of
his lyrics. I played the gig, then I went back to my room, and spent
the rest of that night making a song out of it. I drove to Ohio the
next day where I was playing at Nelson Ledge's Quarry Park, on a bill
with Dark Star Orchestra among others. I was friends with the Dark
Star Orchestra­friendly enough to try this little experiment. I got
to the gig, and I started grabbing band members. I said, "Listen­I
just wrote this song with Robert Hunter, and I want you guys to play
it with me. O.K.?" They all said, "Sure, why not." I taught it to
each guy individually. I didn't get a chance to rehearse it with
them, but I showed it to each of the band members individually. When
I got up to do my set, I did a couple of songs, called them up, and
without any rehearsal, and working off a cheat sheet that I had
written out with a Sharpie and stuck on the stage in front of us, we
made it through this song, and then jammed off into some Grateful
Dead songs. It was a glorious thing, really, that I was able to get
these guys to do this song with me basically sight unseen within 24
hours of having gotten it in e-mail from Hunter.

Then it became a solo piece, a looped song. I use a digital delay in
my performing rig as a rhythm instrument. In other words, you have a
digital delay on the floor in a little stomp box, and you have a
pedal that you tap in time with the music so that the delay is
rhythmic. I create a rhythm by playing a chord through the digital
delay, and it comes back in this rhythmic way. I grab that into my
looper and lay a couple more melodic ideas into it to create this
rhythm track, then I improvise over that, and launch into the song.
So I had used that as a solo piece, and a lot of times, I'll roll
right into "Terrapin Station" in my live performances.

When I showed it to Timmy, and he agreed that he wanted to put it on
the record, we had to make it into a real band song. We had to
develop a groove with real musicians because I didn't want to record
it as a looped thing. I wanted to record it with the live players. I
was beyond happy with the nice dark groove that those guys came up
with. Lindsey Horner, the bass player, immediately knew exactly what
I was doing as if he'd been inside my head. I didn't really have the
vocabulary to tell the drummer what I wanted. We just kept trying
stuff until we got what everybody liked, and then we were locked in
on that. Andy Goessling played the banjo on the basic track, and then
came back and overdubbed baritone sax. I played rhythm guitar on it,
and Buck Dilly came in and overdubbed that amazing, gnarly Fender
guitar over the top of it.

RR: There is also some beautiful guitar work on "Echolalia."

DG: Yeah! That's just a simple little fingerpicked guitar piece, and
when I showed that to Timmy, he said, "Well, let's see what Andy
wants to do. I think it'll just be the two of you," and it was Andy's
decision to play a fingerpicked National steel on it. We also didn't
want to polish it up too much. Timmy wanted it to feel like two guys
sittin' on a porch. We didn't play it over and over again until we
were tired of it and it was really slick. We played it a few times
until we were both happy with the take so it has a rustic quality to it.

RR: The guitar lines remind me of waves lapping the shoreline, and
then rolling back because of the seemingly effortless flow to the music.

DG: That's because Andy Goessling is an amazing musician.

RR: Well, I don't think you give yourself enough credit.

DG: Oh, you know­I know I'm good. I won't sit here and say I'm an
amazing musician, but I'll say that about those guys. If you look
through the credits, you'll see that Andy played like ten different
things on these sessions, and he played them all with real authority,
real wit, and real power. There's a lot of guys that can dabble on
the mandolin or whatever, but Andy's a real deep guy and he's got a
lot to say on every instrument. I'm thrilled with everything that he
did on [The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste the Best].

- We return to "two guys sittin' on a porch" in January for Part II
with David Gans.

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Sitting on the Porch with David Gans ­ Part II

http://www.jambands.com/Features/content_2009_01_25.03.phtml

Randy Ray
2009-01-25

All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it…
- Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman

Jambands.com concludes its two-part series with the
singer-songwriter, producer, author, photographer, and radio show
host David Gans as we take a further look into his creative process,
and a deeper focus on the resonant quality of the songs that appear
on his vigorous new work, The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste the
Best, as well as his other recent endeavors.

RR: Let's look at another side of your influences. You developed a
unique take on "Down to Eugene" with lyrics by Jim Page which has
Grateful Dead references.

DG: Jim's a real hero of mine. He's a songwriter from Seattle, and
I've been a fan of his work since the early 70s. I met him at the
High Sierra Music Festival probably about 10 years ago. We shared a
little songwriter-in-the-round session one night, and I just
introduced myself. I said, "I've been a fan for years," and we stayed
in touch. I would play his stuff on the radio, and then at some
point, I asked him if we could do some gigs together. I think in 1998
we did a short tour here in the Bay Area, and I would back him on his songs.

I love his songs so much. He's one of those guys that write topical
songs that are very earnest and serious. He's like a tree-huggin',
queer-lovin' union man. He's very much into progressive left-wing
causes and puts his ass on the line all the time. He was in the
streets during that World Trade Center stuff in Seattle several years
ago, and he wrote a song about that called "Didn't We." He writes
songs about people who are being destroyed by society. He writes
songs about bigger issues. He writes songs about individuals. He
writes beautiful love songs, and he's just an ideal of that kind of
songwriter....

"Down to Eugene" is a song from his album, Whose World is This, and
his version is an electric band, electric guitar and stuff, and it's
not in a style that I can manage. I love the song, tried to play it
his way, and it didn't really work for me. One night, I had flown to
Jacksonville, Florida to begin a tour and I was sitting in my hotel
room playing my guitar, just farting around, and I came up with this
little finger pickin' ditty and got the inspiration to try Jim's
words. Somehow, my mind made the connection that his words might fit
that music. I tried it, and with a little bit of minor surgery, it
fit. I probably played it a couple times on that tour, and then sent
him an mp3 in e-mail and said, "Do you mind if I crib your lyrics for
this?" He said, "No problem."

I put a version of that on my first solo CD, Solo Acoustic. My live
albums, Solo Acoustic, Solo Electric, and Twisted Love Songs, are
just basically made from board tapes. They are not studio recordings,
and I considered all of those songs to be fair game to be recorded
properly with a band. Those are just CDs that I sell at gigs and
stuff so I considered all of those songs to be basically virgin
material, and available for [The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste
the Best] sessions. When Tim picked it to be on the album, and record
it with the band­I taught it to those guys­and it works beautifully.
It was Tim's idea to play harmonica on it, which I think adds
tremendously to it, as well, but Jim Page was kind enough to let me
take the lyrics and put them into my own musical setting.

RR: I'd love to hear about the origins of your composition "Autumn Day."

DG: Yeah. (laughs) There's actually a cool story to go with that
song. This, again, is one of those songs that kicked around in my
head for a really long time. I had the idea that there would be a
song where it started "Her name was Autumn Day." It was just a
sketch. I had the pieces for a while, but didn't really have a
coherent sense of what it was.

It's been 10 years, maybe more. My wife's best friend got married at
Yosemite National Park, and it was at the end of October and it was
an amazing day. The wedding and the party took place at the Ahwahnee
Hotel on the floor of the Yosemite Valley. We had the wedding outside
on the lawn, and everybody carried their chairs inside for the party.
As we were coming inside to begin the reception, the weather turned.
It started raining, and it rained furiously the entire time this
party was going on, about four hours. At the end of the party, the
clouds lifted and there was snow on the top of the mountains and
there were a million instant waterfalls coming down the sides of the
rocks. It was an absolutely stunning display of autumn weather. Also,
there was this woman at the party, this very striking red-headed
woman, and somehow all of things conspired to add to that song.

The process of creativity is so mysterious because I didn't say: "Oh,
this is great; I'll write that song now." But that night, we were
sleeping in the hotel there, and it just sort of was rolling around
in my brain and the ideas started coming. That night I got up out of
bed, went into the next room, sat down and started working on it some
more. Some time in the next couple of weeks, I finished it. These two
things­this amazing weather event and just the sight of this
red-haired woman­sort of became the character. It has nothing to do
with her really except her visual appearance. It's not like I fell in
love with this woman. I was there with my wife who I adore, but this
thing became the inspiration. It was the catalyst to help me over the
hump to finish the song. That song is a work of fiction that was
inspired by a couple of real world events.

RR: You've also been inspired by Chris Rowan and Lorin Rowan in a
collaboration which has spawned the Beatles jamband Rubber Souldiers.

DG: The Rowan Brothers­who I remember from years and years ago­are
Peter Rowan's younger brothers and they were pop stars in the early
70s. They made a record that Jerry Garcia raved about and David
Grisman produced. It was kind of a lost record because they got stuck
in the grinding wheels of the music business. They were signed by
Clive Davis to this deal with Columbia Records, and then between the
time they signed and the time the record was finished, Clive was
fired from the label. The record came out, but it didn't have the
support from the label it would have had if their boss had still been
there. I didn't know them or anything. I saw them play a bunch of
times. I remember one particular gig in 1975 when they opened for
Kingfish and the Garcia Band in Palo Alto and that was when the three
Rowan Brothers were in a band together.

Flash forward to 2003 or so, Chris and Lorin put out an album on BOS
Music called Now and Then. The first disc was all new stuff, and the
second disc was old stuff from the early 70s that they had gotten out
of their vault. The most amazing thing happened in that the new stuff
was better than the old stuff. A lot of times that doesn't happen. A
lot of times: "Spare me the new stuff. Play me your old hits." I
invited them to appear on my radio show out here [Berkeley] on KPFA,
Dead to the World because I really liked the stuff, and one of the
songs that they did was a Beatles song. I think it was "Baby's In
Black." I couldn't help myself, I sang along with it in the
soundcheck, and after we got off the air, I said, "Do that song
again, man," and I sang along with them there. I said, "I love those
Beatles songs. Do another," and we sat there for probably an hour
doing Beatles songs together. I said, "Man, that is so much fun,"
because they had grown up on the Beatles too, just as I did and we
knew them all. They were just in our DNA.

Some time after that, we spent an afternoon at Stinson Beach at the
home of a dear friend of mine who is also my business manager. She
was dying of cancer, and she was basically camped out in this house
that a mutual friend had given to her for this. She was just kind of
hanging out and partying for the rest of her days. We didn't know how
long she had to live. She was just hanging out up there, and we would
go out and spend time with her and people would entertain her. It was
kind of this salon. One day, Chris, Lorin and I and Barry Sless, who
was in the David Nelson Band for years and is now in Moonalice, pedal
steel player, we just played Beatles songs for Goldie for what must
have been about four hours. We must have played about 75 Beatles songs.

It was huge fun. I said, "We ought to do this. We ought to put a
little band together just for fun and just play Beatles songs jam
style the way we just did." It started off real slow. We did a
benefit concert for Rock the Earth on September 17, 2006 at the Jerry
Garcia Amphitheatre and we had Robin Sylvester from RatDog on bass.
And Robin's the "adjudicator of Beatle Court" because he's an
Englishman who grew up on that stuff and he's a total master of it.

Somewhere along the line, shooting the shit backstage, we came up
with the name Rubber Souldiers. We've done this gig once in a while
over the last couple of years, and just recently started thinking it
would be really fun to do it a little more often. I booked us a gig
as the Rubber Souldiers Revue. I was trying to get them down to
Florida to the MagnoliaFest that I play every year. People in
Jacksonville produce the Suwannee Spring Fest and the MagnoliaFest
out at the Spirit of Suwannee Music Park in Live Oak, Florida, and
Peter Rowan is one of the headliners every time. Peter and I have
been trying to get them to bring his brothers out for a couple of
years. I said, "Look­the Rowan Brothers are a great act as a duo,
you'd get the three Rowans to do some stuff together, and we'd have
this Beatles jam that would just be great."

They finally agreed to do it in October 2008, so I put together a
rhythm section. I got Byron House, who is Sam Bush's bass player and
also a great record producer. He produced the Jorma records Blue
Country Heart and Stars in My Crown. I got Wildman Steve, the radio
guy from Alabama, who turns out to be a great drummer, and Mark van
Allen from Blueground Undergrass to play pedal steel. We had a prime
time slot.

We had 6pm on the outdoor stage, we had this amazing sunset framing
our set, and we had a great time. It was kind of the talk of the
festival. So now, the Rowan Brothers and I are hot to do more Rubber
Souldiers gigs. We did one at a club here in Berkeley called the
Ashkenaz, and again had a great time using some local guys as the
rhythm section. A friend of mine who has been interested in possibly
becoming my manager came to the show, and was just blown away by it,
saying, "This is really something. You guys should do this," so we
met with him a couple of weeks ago, and now we've got management.

We're actually going to do this Rubber Souldiers Revue thing that
would include us doing our individual music, as well, because none of
us want to give up playing original music just to do Beatles songs.
We're not a fucking Beatles cover band. It's a Beatles jamband. We
take these songs because we love them. We love to sing them and play
them. We stretch them out, and we run them together. It's a Beatles
jam, and it's music that everybody loves; little kids love it, too,
so it's something that we are going to be pursuing in the year to
come with some management and marketing behind us. Hopefully, we're
going to get out there and play some festivals where we can do this
thing which is a real crowd pleaser, and also play our own songs.

RR: Peter Rowan played live with Boris Garcia on December 10, 2008 on
your KPFA program, Dead to the World. Dennis McNally turned me on to
Boris Garcia, and I immediately loved the band. How did that
collaboration come about?

DG: At the Magnolia Fest, in October, at the end of the show on
Sunday evening when everybody is packing up their camp sites, there
is usually a barbeque backstage and all of the staff and crew­sound
people and musicians­have a little backstage gathering. We were back
there eating our barbeque and a woman that I know who is involved
with the support crew said, "I missed all of your Rubber Souldiers
stuff. Could you play us a few songs?" I went and I got Chris and
Lorin and I said, "Come on­let's entertain these people." We grabbed
our guitars and set up in the tuning tent behind the stage, and
started playing Beatles songs. Before too long, we had a crowd of 200
people back there, and Peter Rowan joined us. Again, we must have
played 75 Beatles songs. Various people would come up, a guy with a
hand drum played with us for a little while, somebody played a
harmonica for a couple of tunes, and Peter got his guitar out, and it
morphed into a Rowan Brothers family reunion. They started playing
old doo wop songs and Everly Brothers tunes that they had been
playing since they were kids. It was a great thing, and we wound up
playing for about four hours just to entertain the troops back there.

That was really great for me because Peter Rowan is another guy who
is a total hero of mine, and this was a chance to really get loose
and get down with him and sing with him and let him see what I can
do. That was very rewarding for me on a personal level, and it was
raging good fun to play with these guys.

So…flash forward to December 10. Boris Garcia is a newish band out of
Philadelphia and Dennis turned me on to them, as well. As I said
earlier, my number one thing is the songs. I don't care how good your
licks are if your songs aren't good. That's why I love Railroad
Earth­because Todd Schaeffer's great. I love Donna the Buffalo
because they have this deep, deep groove, and two amazing
songwriters. And I love Boris Garcia because they have three great
songwriters. I just liked their first record so much. They're in my
age group, and we just related. We hit it off really well. We ran
into each other on the festival circuit and wound up jamming together
at various hotel rooms and on stages.

They were coming out west on a promotional tour, and I said, "You
have to play live on KPFA." I booked the studio and the engineer and
we gave them the entire two hours to play, and because Dennis is one
of their managers, he put them together with Mark Karan to sit in,
which also makes me happy. I love Mark. And as far as Peter
Rowan­there was a Rex Foundation Benefit on December 13, and Peter's
management wrote to me and said, "is there any way you can get Peter
on the air to promote the Rex benefit?" I said, "I've got this band
booked, but they'd probably be real happy to have Pete sit in. Let me
see what I can do." I e-mailed Boris Garcia and their management, and
said, "How would you guys feel about having Peter Rowan join you for
a few tunes?" Their answer was "Absolutely! Why not? Sure." (laughter)

We got there, loaded in, and did our soundcheck. Peter showed up
about an hour before showtime, and we had a little conference. It
turns out that the Boris Garcia guys know "Midnight Moonlight," and
Peter showed them a couple of other tunes. Boris Garcia played for
about an hour with Mark joining in, and then we brought Peter in and
they did this great old mountain music tune called "The Cuckoo Bird."
We talked about the Rex Foundation Benefit and then they played this
kick-ass version of "Midnight Moonlight." It was just a
serendipitous, wonderful thing. We had the time and the opportunity
and Peter fit right in. They loved him.

That's one of the things…I've got to say­the fact that I have a radio
show on KPFA with no program director telling me what to do is
amazing. Add to that the fact that we have a really great performance
studio and several times a year, I can put live performances on the
air to the world free, for nothing, is a miracle. Over the years,
I've had Wake the Dead, RatDog, David Nelson, the New Riders [of the
Purple Sage], Tea Leaf Green, New Monsoon, ALO, Railroad Earth­it's
been amazing. If I went back and looked, I've probably had 30 live
concerts on the station of just amazing musicians. It has all been
for free just for the love of the music. It's an amazing gift.

RR: Not to mention the quantity of live Dead music you have played on
your show over the years. I grew up in the Bay Area, got on the bus
with the Dead, and listened and taped your weekly show, so I've
definitely been someone that has benefited.

DG: It's an amazing thing to be able to have two hours of completely
unrestricted time to serve the music, to play the best stuff. The
fact that it has an audience and I'm able to support the music that
means the most to me is just a tremendous gift. It's good for me.
It's good for my karma or whatever, but it's really about serving the
music and turning people on, and if I've been able to help a band
like Boris Garcia reach a new audience, then that's just an amazing
thing. It's a blessing beyond price.

RR: Indeed. On December 21, 2008, the winter solstice, the darkest
day of the year, on Sirius XM's Grateful Dead Channel, Tales from the
Golden Road hosts Gary Lambert and yourself discussed the history of
"Dark Star" over a 24-hour period where various renditions of the
classic song were played.

DG: The Dark Star Marathon is the coolest thing we've ever done on
the Channel. It's not the "best" Dark Stars, but it is an excellent
overview of the Dead's improvisational masterpiece over time. I asked
various knowledgeable Deadheads for their advice, and some of the
messages I got from those informants were quoted in spoken intros to
some of the more significant entries.

We had Henry Kaiser on the air with us for "Tales," and some other
guests as well. The playist can be found at:
http://cloudsurfing.gdhour.com/?p=1361.

RR: We briefly spoke about your photography in our first interview
three years ago. You went through a hiatus period, and then you
kicked back into it, right?

DG: I started dabbling in photography when I was a little kid. My dad
had a 35mm camera and he'd sometimes let me play with it. When I was
in college in the 70s, I had a job working on a newsletter for the
public employees union in San Jose, and part of that job involved
taking pictures and being a photojournalist. I had access to a dark
room while I was in college and I loved doing photography. I was
given a beautiful Nikon camera for my 21st birthday, and so I would
take pictures and work in the darkroom. When I started working for
music magazines in 1976, I would also take my camera with me. I'd do
interviews and I would take pictures of the artists, and take
pictures of the concerts, as well. Basically, from '76 to '86, I
earned my living as a freelance journalist, and I would also take
pictures and sell my photos.

When I got into radio, two things happened. When Peter Simon printed
my negatives on the book we collaborated on Playin' in the Band, it
was so amazing. He did such a good job of printing my stuff, and I
realized that I was never really going to be as good a printer as I
want to be. I was a musician. I was a writer. It would take me a
whole other lifetime to get any good at it. When I started doing the
Deadhead hour on KFOG [San Francisco rock station], which became the
syndicated Grateful Dead Hour, my freelance writing career wound down
at that point. I started concentrating on the radio thing. Something
had to give. I didn't really have a market for photography after
that, and I didn't have the time to do it as a hobby, so basically
photography got pushed to the back burner for several years.

Somewhere along the line, probably 10 years ago, I got a digital
camera, and then it was like "oh yeah, man. (laughter) No dark rooms.
Get Photoshop on your laptop. Carry a camera in your pocket wherever
you go. I'm there, baby." I never go anywhere without my camera. I'm
on the road and I'm in these cool situations. I'm backstage. I'm out
on the interstate. I'm driving around Utah. There's just always
amazing stuff to take pictures of, and so I now take pictures all the
time. I have thousands of images, and I've developed this hobby of
taking pictures at the Farmer's Market. I just started taking the
camera with me to the Market, and taking pictures of the organic
produce and stuff like that, just because I find those things
irresistible. All these digital cameras have macro settings on them
so you can get real close to things and take pictures of detail like
drops of water on leaves and things like that.

I started putting them up on Flickr and Fotolog and places like that.
Then, I started using them in my work. The cover of my album Solo
Acoustic is a photo that my wife took at Joshua Tree and that my
friend, Ned Lagin photoshopped up into psychedelic glory. [Author's
Note: Lagin is also a pioneer in the field of mini-computers and
synthesizers. He played keyboards with the Grateful Dead in the
mid-70s, specifically in performances featured between the first and
second Dead sets, accompanied by his friend, Dead bass guitarist Phil
Lesh, and on occasion drummer Bill Kreutzmann and guitarist Jerry
Garcia. His 1975 recording Seastones features Lesh, Garcia, and
Mickey Hart, as well as David Crosby, Grace Slick, David Freiberg and
Spencer Dryden.]

The cover of Solo Electric is a portrait of myself that I took. It's
my reflection in an art gallery window. I used a picture that I took
in Colorado of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains for the cover of
Twisted Love Songs. Both of those are what I would call sly
self-portraits because one of them, you have to sort of look at it
twice to recognize that it's my face reflected in this gallery
window. The Twisted Love Songs cover is my shadow. It's a photo of
the sunset facing east so it is my shadow in the image, not me. I
started using my images to make posters for my gigs, as well. If you
go to my Flickr site, there's a whole set of pictures that I took
that I use. I just started using my own images in my promotion just
for fun, and to save money. (laughs)

When it came time to do The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste the
Best, the title as you may deduce came later as the last song was
written, I did not know what I was going to call that album. I had a
code name for it; I was calling it "The Jersey Project" [Author's
Note: producer Tim Carbone records at Mix-o-Lydian Studio in
Lafayette, New Jersey], but that would have been the lamest of all
possible names to actually use on the album. When I came up with the
song "The Bounty of the County," that line just jumped out: "now,
that's a title for an album." I've gotten a lot of great feedback.
People really love that title. I sent Jeff Otto, who did the package
design, a CD full of my photos of produce, and he used them to create
the cover. He took a picture of me himself that he used on the front
and merged it into this funny image. I painted a face on a turnip. I
don't even know why. I sent that one to him as a whimsical thing, and
he wound up putting it on the cover. The disc itself is a picture I
took of a nice, big, ripe red tomato. There are other images that
Jeff used for the packaging, too.

Photography is sort of a hobby and an artform that I've engaged in.
About a year ago, my wife and I did a show in a coffee house in
Oakland at a show that we called "Water Textures," and all of my
images were from a trip to Hawaii where I would take pictures of the
surface of water. My wife took pictures of surfaces of water up in
the Sierra on her camping trips. The thing about water surfaces is
that there's always three elements: there is what is in the water,
under the surface, there's the texture of the surface of the water
itself, and then there is what is being reflected on those surfaces.
It's one of those things­it's an infinite source of abstract
wonderfulness, and my wife and I are both photographers and so we had
this showing of stuff, this mutual theme that we both loved of water
textures. Photography's just another creative outlet, another one of
the many, many ways I've discovered of having a great time and not
making a living. And somehow, I've managed to make it all add up to
actually earning a living.

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Local shows by Beatles strike chord

Local shows by Beatles strike chord

http://www.ohio.com/news/38289659.html

Book by Vermilion man recalls Cleveland concerts

By Jim Carney
Beacon Journal staff writer
Published on Sunday, Jan 25, 2009

Dave Schwensen was an ear and eyewitness to the British invasion.

Schwensen, who was 13 years old when his parents took him to see the
Beatles in 1966 at Cleveland Stadium, wrote a book about his
experiences, The Beatles in Cleveland: Memories, Facts & Photos About
the Notorious 1964 & 1966 Concerts.

The Beatles' first show in Cleveland, at Public Hall, led to their
being banned from appearing in the city in 1965.

Schwensen, a Vermilion resident, will speak at 7 p.m. Wednesday at
the Hudson Library & Historical Society, 96 Library St., about his
book and what he has learned since writing about the two times the
Beatles came to Cleveland.

The Hudson talk will occur several days short of the 45th anniversary
of the first Beatles appearance on U.S. television.

Q: When did you first discover the Beatles?

A: The first appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show, Feb. 9, 1964.

Q: What was the first Beatles song you remember loving?

A: All My Loving. And the first single I purchased and still own was
I Want to Hold Your Hand.

Q: What do you remember about the Beatles concert you saw?

A: Everything I remember takes up a big chunk of the book. Here are a few:

The screaming was so loud that it felt like standing next to a jet
taking off. We could hear them and they sounded great. The kids
pouring out of their seats and running cross the rain-soaked baseball
infield to the stage during the fourth song, Day Tripper. The Beatles
running for their lives into a white mobile home parked between first
and second base. My mother waving at Paul McCartney during Yesterday
and he waved back. The girls sitting around us fainted. By the way,
this was the first-ever rock concert at the stadium.

Q: What made you decide to write about the Beatles' shows in Cleveland?

A: Basically, it was an experience I talked about over the years,
college, working in New York City, Los Angeles, etc. A lot of people,
including celebrities I worked with, would get into conversations
about, ''What was the best concert you had ever seen?'' When I
mentioned the Beatles, it got everyone's attention.

I was writing concert reviews for a few newspapers and thought I
should write my memories of the 1966 concert, in a concert review
form, so I wouldn't forget. I posted it online and started hearing
from Beatles fans, literally, from around the world.

I kept expanding with research, photos and interviews with the
promoters, deejays and opening acts. I asked fans who were at the
concerts to e-mail their memories through the Web site
http://www.beatlesincleveland.com. Eventually, I realized it was a book.

Q: Is there a common theme expressed by those who saw the Beatles in
Cleveland you've been in touch with?

A: Definitely. All describe it as an exciting and unforgettable event
from their teenage years. The theme is experiencing the Beatles
firsthand, like a scene from A Hard Day's Night that got out of hand.

Basically, the girls still love John, Paul, George and Ringo. And the
guys all wanted to be John, Paul, George and Ringo. That's it in a nutshell.

Q: What do the Beatles represent to you and what did they mean to you
in your life?

A: For teenagers, the world was changing. Growing up, discovering the
opposite sex, changing styles, clothing and haircuts, and changing
attitude. The Beatles showed baby boomers it was OK to be rebellious
against the norm or what was expected by parents, teachers, etc.
Remember, after Elvis went into the Army and before the Beatles, the
acceptable pop music acts were all named Frankie or Bobby and had
slicked-back short hair, preppy clothes and attitudes that were safe
for the teenaged market. . . . There were many stressful outside
influences in world events. JFK's assassination, the war in Vietnam
was building up, the military draft was still on, and the Cold War
still carried a threat of the Communists dropping the big one on us.

They are still influences in what is heard today and their music is
still current.

Q: In your opinion, what is the best Beatles album and why?

A: Revolver. They were still working together as a group rather than
solo artists with the others as ''backup session musicians,'' like on
the White Album. The songs were different and innovative for that
time with new sounds and instruments and more sophisticated music and
lyrics. It was the official passage beyond simple three-chord rock 'n' roll.

Q: Do the Beatles still resonate with younger generations?

A: Definitely. At first I was surprised at how many young people, and
I am talking teenagers and pre-teenagers, would attend my book
signings and programs to watch the concert film, ask questions and
buy copies of the book. They wear Beatles T-shirts, know the songs, etc.

When I ask why they are into the Beatles, when they weren't even born
at that time, they say their parents or grandparents taught them
about the group. They grew up listening to their songs and know the lyrics.
--

Jim Carney can be reached at 330-996-3576 or jcarney@thebeaconjournal.com.

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Protesting no more

Protesting no more

http://crosscut.com/blog/crosscut/18785/

By Ron Erickson
January 22, 2009

Forty years ago, in January 1969, I was living in Washington, DC,
working at the Office of Economic Opportunity, the agency created by
the Johnson administration to wage its War on Poverty. A young social
activist, like others of my generation, I was committed to making a
difference in the world and convinced that with hard work we could,
in a few short years, bring about the change we sought.

How wrong we were. The election of Richard Nixon in November 1968,
while not completely stopping the change we sought, certainly slowed
it to a crawl. Those of us at the offices of the War on Poverty
believed that we would have to take our fight for change outside of
government. If we stayed, we were about to become guerrilla
bureaucrats in order to survive and continue to work for the change
we so fervently believed in. With the appointment of Donald Rumsfeld
assisted by Dick Cheney to run OEO, the outcome was certain.

As the Inauguration Day of 1969 neared a handful of radical activists
made plans to hold a counter-inaugural. The primary organizers were
the radical group, The Hog Farm Commune, lead by Wavy Gravy, the nom
de guerre of Hugh Romney (no relation to Mitt), the so-called hippie
crown prince. It was called the InHoguration in honor of the
inauguration of Pegasus the Pig as President.

And I was there with them.

The InHoguration was held in a circus tent on the mall. Rock bands
played. It was a fun-filled event where it was easily possible to
obtain what was then called a "contact high."

As time passed, it became clear that Nixon and his merry band were
hardly just pranksters. They were criminals.

Now, 40 years have passed. We witnessed the inauguration of a
wonderfully brilliant young African-American as President of the
United States. Wiser and older now, we know that change does not
happen overnight.

I will never know whether our counter inaugural changed anything. But
I do know that Tuesday I was cheering with tens of millions of my
fellow Americans with great pride and more than a few tears for the
journey our country has made.
--

Ron Erickson is a Seattle businessman and attorney.

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Esalen Institute in Big Sur, California offers a place for reflection

Esalen Institute in Big Sur, California offers a place for reflection

http://www.cleveland.com/travel/index.ssf/2009/01/esalen_institute_in_big_sur_ca.html

by Evelyn Theiss/Plain Dealer Reporter
Friday January 23, 2009

BIG SUR, Calif.-- When you make the sharp downward turn off Highway 1
in Big Sur, you've come to the western edge of the continent -- a
place where mountains drop perilously down to the ocean.

Something about such geography makes the Esalen Institute here a
center of drama and transformation -- a place where one way of
thinking can end and another begin.

Since it opened in 1962, Esalen has been a draw for people who want
to shake up the world, or their own lives.

These days, it's a center for workshops -- about 500 are offered here
each year -- and people study everything from yoga to massotherapy,
to painting and poetry, Gestalt therapy and rolfing (in the very
place where Ida Rolf first taught her brand of bodywork.)

But that's just one slice. Esalen is an isolated sanctuary, a place
for contemplation, yet also a setting for convivial gatherings of
like-minded seekers, especially at the lodge, where everyone dines.

Cell phones don't work on the grounds, and there are only a couple of
pay phones. Wi-Fi access is only in the lodge. No TV, no radio -- the
outside world becomes, for a time, irrelevant.

"Brave New World" writer Aldous Huxley was one of the first
innovators to teach here, soon followed by psychologist Abraham
Maslow and later philosopher Joseph Campbell of "The Power of Myth"
fame. Artists like Joan Baez, Bob Dylan and assorted masters of
various arts arrived, as did people whose names became cultural
touchstones: Jack Kerouac, Henry Miller, Hunter S. Thompson, Timothy Leary.

One of the generous funders today is comedian John Cleese, of Monty
Python fame, who is anything but a lightweight.

That's a tiny portion of a heady group, but as you twist down the
road onto the grounds -- the sign emphasizes that visitors require
reservations -- all you can think about is the narrow, steep path you're on.

After the gatehouse, you come to a wide lawn. A handful of inviting
Adirondack chairs overlooks the dark rocks and the violent waves that
break on them.

I arrive on a warm Sunday in November, and there are a few booths set
up for the monthly yard sale, a convenience for Esalen's long-term guests.

If you were casting the scene, you couldn't do better than the
long-haired blonde selling essential oils. Yes, of course, patchouli
is available.

I'm a little nervous, especially when I check in at the front office,
which doubles as the bookstore. Incense perfumes the air around a
young woman in skinny jeans confidently striding around in a fedora.

For a moment I wonder if coming here was a big mistake. "Is this too
hippie for me? Am I cool enough to be here?"

Sometimes I'm surprised by how few people in the Midwest have heard
of Esalen. Or if they have, they might know about the famous
hot-spring baths that jut over the ocean, where clothing is optional.

I can't speak for how it might have been 40 years ago, but the nudity
isn't the least bit sexual. Rather, it symbolizes a quintessential
Esalen philosophy: feeling safe and accepting in your own skin and
shedding your (my) usual judgmental self.

Nearly all the visitors I encountered during my six-day stay were
from California (though I also met several Brits and Germans). These
travelers seemed to be culturally uninhibited.

At orientation, our leader said she would talk about "bath
etiquette." I thought she'd tell us not to cast inappropriate
glances. No. She talks about asking permission before you turn on the
cool-water spigot if you're sharing the tub.

Certainly, you can wear a bathing suit to the baths. But such is the
contagion of freedom that even the most self-conscious among us
eventually let go of our fear. Flesh is flesh, and it would be
unthinkable to stare. Plus, it gets dark at 5 p.m. this time of year
and the baths are open 24 hours a day.

It's hard enough to climb into one of the 20-person sulfur-spring-fed
tubs in the dark. After you get in, what with the heat of the water,
the crashing of the ocean and the eruption of stars above -- you're
already on sensory overload.

My room isn't ready when I arrive, so I find an empty chair
overlooking the Pacific and rest after the sometimes perilous drive
an hour south from Carmel. Eventually, I get up and walk the path
through the massive gardens that grow much of the food served in the
lodge. I pick up the keys and go to my room, one of a long strip of
motel-like accommodations.

The door opens to a cement entry floor. Prepared for rustic, I got
it: a basic bed, a dresser, a nightstand, a desk. The prize lies just
beyond it: a sliding glass door and a wide balcony that seems to hang
over the ocean. A little stunned, I say a prayer of thanks. Later, I
fell asleep to the rush of waves.

Not everyone has such a fortunate sleeping situation. I paid extra
for a single room, and there aren't many of those here. Most people
at Esalen have dormlike accommodations, sharing rooms with friends or
strangers. Some save more money by sleeping with a group, all in
sleeping bags on the floor. They pack up each morning when the rooms
become seminar classrooms.

Amazingly, those sleeping-on-the-floor reservations sell out first.
But even for a single, Esalen offers surprisingly affordable
accommodations, about $1,400 for a room, food and seminars for six days.

I'm here for a workshop on memoir-style writing. There are 19 others
in my class, taught by Katy Butler, a well-known writer from Marin
County, north of San Francisco. Seminars run about six hours a day,
broken up by meals and breaks of several hours.

Ours is in the Fritz Lodge, named for Fritz Perls, co-founder of
Gestalt therapy. After a brief lecture, we spend hours writing in
notebooks or on laptops, usually in chairs or on pillows that we move
to the sunny balcony, which wraps around the lodge and looks down on
the water.

How can the muse not visit here?

She does. Most of my classmates are not professional writers, but
they all have stories, and when they read their vivid and pure
selections out loud, we listen with awe. Our eyes glisten or even
close when we hear of the horror they describe, of illness or
violence, of grief. The next reader, though, takes us back to howls
of laughter.

Mealtimes in the lodge are where hearts lighten and our bond
tightens. We share a long table each night and rave about the food.

I don't normally eat kale and chard, but the way they're prepared
here? Love them. Everyone eats too much, not just of the vegetables
(there's meat or fish for carnivores, too) but of the soups and
homemade, whole-grain breads that are available 24 hours a day.

The kitchen -- staffed by professionals as well as work-study
students -- is famous for its delicious take on organic, locally
grown food. The head cooks even have written a coffee-table size
Esalen cookbook.

Mornings start at 7 with optional yoga and meditation. The yoga
classes are excellent. The hardest part is that everyone wants to be
inside the yoga yurt, but I'm so blissed out, I don't care if we're
thigh to thigh in cat pose.

As if there isn't enough natural beauty here, butterflies gild the
grounds. The monarchs stop here on their migrations north and south,
and they fill the air and trees.

You encounter them, still or fluttering, as you walk down to what is
euphemistically called the beach. To get there, you climb down an
iron ladder. There's little sand here, just boulders to clamber on.
The waves explode on the rocks a few feet away, shooting up 15 or 20 feet.

Walking back to the lodge from the beach, you cross a narrow bridge,
which spans a gorge with a waterfall that leads to the ocean. Some
mornings, there's meditation here in the tiny cottage next to where
the water rains down in what seems like Shangri-La.

My questions have been answered. If being at Esalen means finding
your inner hippie, I will. As to whether I'm cool enough to be here?
Wrong question.

We're all cool here.
--

Information

The Esalen Institute, in Big Sur, Calif., offers 500 workshops a
year, from Acting 101 to the Art of Healthy Aging. The length of the
workshops varies from weekend, five- and seven-day programs.

Prices: The cost for a workshop -- including meals, seminars and
lodging -- ranges from $670 to $1,765 for standard accommodations
(two or three to a room). Because you are attending a workshop, the
expense is tax-deductible as an educational expense.

Getting there: I flew into San Francisco International Airport; you
can also fly into San Jose or directly to Monterey Peninsula Airport
(Esalen is about an hour south of the Monterey/Carmel area). It's
about a four-hour drive south from San Francisco, though I wouldn't
recommend flying and driving all in one day. The last hour of driving
through Big Sur at the ocean's edge requires your keen attention.

While you're there: The justly famous Esalen massage (it costs $125
for about 90 minutes) should not be missed. In addition to the
expertise of the staff massotherapists, you'll be given the massage
on the top floor of the bathhouse, with the sun shining through slats
above, and the ocean waves just feet away. Be sure to make your
appointment the first day you arrive, once you know your workshop schedule.

Information: www.esalen.org or 831-667-3000.

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Joan Baez: Day After Tomorrow

Joan Baez

http://www.acousticguitar.com/article/default.aspx?articleid=23997

On Day After Tomorrow, folk icon Joan Baez comes full circle with her
strongest recording in years.

By Derk Richardson
[January 2009]

In 1958, a 17-year-old singer with long, raven hair took the stage at
Club 47 in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Accompanying herself on acoustic
guitar, she drew her repertoire from a bottomless pool of old folk
tunes­the kinds of songs that would fill up her first albums when she
started recording for Vanguard Records in 1960: "Silver Dagger," "All
My Trials," "Wildwood Flower," "Mary Hamilton," "House of the Rising
Son," "Wagoner's Lad," "Lily of the West," and "Barbara Allen."

By July of that year, the young woman with the pure, high soprano
voice had cultivated connections with folk kingpin Albert Grossman
and folksinger Bob Gibson and was invited to join the latter during
his set at the Newport Folk Festival. The buzz generated by that
appearance assured that Joan Baez would be invited back the next year
and that she would soon become the queen of the burgeoning folk scene.

Over the subsequent half century, Baez, who was born in Staten
Island, New York, and spent her teenage years in Palo Alto,
California, until the family moved to Massachusetts, garnered
legendary status with a personal and professional resumé rife with
unparalleled milestones: as the subject of a 1962 Time magazine cover
story; an early champion (and girlfriend) of Bob Dylan; the singer of
"We Shall Overcome" at the 1963 civil rights march on Washington; an
early and consistent pacifist activist against the Vietnam War; a Top
Ten recording artist with her version of the Band's "The Night They
Drove Old Dixie Down"; the composer of such songs as "Sweet Sir
Galahad," and "Diamonds and Rust"; a world traveler speaking and
demonstrating on behalf of peace, human rights, and environmentalism
(alongside Václav Havel, Nelson Mandela, Julia Butterfly Hill, and
others); and a late-career cohort of such younger singer-songwriters
as Mary Chapin Carpenter, Dar Williams, the Indigo Girls, and Steve Earle.

On the eve of the 50th anniversary of the launch of her performing
career, Baez went into a Nashville recording studio with Earle as the
producer; a set of songs written by Earle, Eliza Gilkyson, Tom Waits
and Kathleen Brennan, Elvis Costello and T Bone Burnett, Patty
Griffin, and others; and an all-star group of players that included
Tim O'Brien, Darrell Scott, Viktor Krauss, and Kenny Malone. (For
Steve Earle's thoughts about the album, see "Steve Earle on Working with Joan")

In a phone conversation from her home in Woodside, California, just
before embarking on her tour in support of Day After Tomorrow (with a
band consisting of guitarist John Doyle, acoustic bassist Todd
Phillips, and fiddle, banjo, mandolin, and accordion player Dirk
Powell), Baez talked about the recording of the new album, the
evolution of her song choices and songwriting over the past half
century, and the rising and falling arc of her recording career.

What convinced you to work with Steve Earle on Day After Tomorrow?
BAEZ I can't really figure out where it started. I had presented him
with an award in England [a lifetime achievement folk award from
BBC], and he sang with me onstage several times. But by the time
planning this record started, we were already talking on the phone
and planning something, and my instincts felt this was exactly the
right thing to do. Especially at this time in my life, because it
really is a bookend, this record, to the very beginning of my career.
[This record is] the most like the early music of anything I've done
in a long time.

Was that something you were looking for? Something you talked about
with Steve in terms of style and sound?
BAEZ You know, I think that was one of those organic things.

Did the two of you collaborate on song selection?
BAEZ I came up with all the songs, except the ones he wrote. Then,
even the ones that he wrote fell into the same feeling of what we were doing.

What was the working process like in the Nashville sessions?
BAEZ Nashville has some of the best musicians in the world, and we
had some [of them], and so we didn't have to write anything out. We
didn't do anything but play the song, maybe talk about it, and then
they'd begin to develop what they're going to do. Sometimes Steve
would direct them a little bit or suggest things, and once in a while
I would do the same. But mostly musicians like that just take off,
and then I find where my slot is, where I fit to make the whole thing balanced.

Did the recording require very many takes or much overdubbing?
BAEZ I usually make albums quickly, and so does Steve, so after the
first five or six days, we had everything down. Certainly the band
did­they never came back to do anything. But I am fussy about my
upper range. Steve couldn't care less. We had the feeling there, and
he said he was going to go off on tour and didn't want to think about
it. I said, 'OK, I'll stay here and fix the things that I think need
fixing.' So I re-sang a few songs, and then we just added in whatever
overdubbing we had over a few days.

When you're choosing songs, the lyrics are obviously crucial, but how
important are the musical elements­the way melodies and the movement
of harmonies fit your voice?
BAEZ People ask that and I don't even know. I'm thinking of "Jericho
Road." There's not much of a melody there. It doesn't matter. It's
about something else, the rhythm, and it sounds as though you're just
plodding off, walking. In the song, people are walking, and that's
what that rhythm says, at least the way we did it. So sometimes you
hear a tune and you go, "Oh, that's beautiful." Sometimes you hear
the tune first and the words are really already there in your head,
like [Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan's] "Day After Tomorrow."

Steve Earle has said he thinks Waits and Brennan's "Day After
Tomorrow" is the best song to come out of the current war. There's
something about the intervals in that song that almost automatically
bring tears.
BAEZ Oh they do. I've struggled with it in several concerts. Because
toward the end I just can't stand it.

How did you find that song?
BAEZ My assistant called me up and said, "I've found this great song
on the Internet." He sent it to me, and oh my god, what a gem. It was
the first song we chose for the album, and everything else kind of
built around it­not necessarily protest songs, but somewhat in that style.

It fits your voice in a way that reminds one of when you did [Malvina
Reynolds's] "What Have They Done to the Rain?" [on 1962's Joan Baez
in Concert].
BAEZ Which is the opposite end of the scale of my voice. That's an
interesting little voice. We're making a documentary, sort of
celebrating the 50 years, and as I look back and see some of the
footage, and I hear that voice, I can't believe that it goes so high
and sounds so true.

How did you discover and choose the other songs for the album?
BAEZ It is discovery, and I don't usually discover many of them. My
assistant happens to listen to lots of music. My manager listens to
it all, because he doesn't want to miss anything. He listens
sometimes up to 40 or 50 times before he decides that he thinks it's
something I would really like and I could do well. So he sends me a
whole batch of songs and I start picking through them, and I choose
from those.

Some remarkable singers­Greg Brown, Ryan Adams, Gillian Welch, Joe
Henry­were represented on 2003's Dark Chords on a Big Guitar, but
there's something about this batch of songs that seems to coalesce
more naturally.
BAEZ I think it was the perfect storm. It was Steve, it was the 50th
anniversary, it was where my voice is now, and it was the songs. It
was the songs. They were more related to the Earth than the others
have been for a long time.

Growing up, when did you know that singing would be your career?
BAEZ Oh, I absolutely had no idea, even when it started. I mean the
career had started almost in spite of myself. Somebody offered me $10
a night to sing at Club 47, and I loved the singing, and I thought,
'Oh boy, $10 a night, I'm gonna get rich.' But as far as planning a
future, I just didn't. I was carried on this lovely wave, and it
carried me right through the ballads and into current songwriters [of
the day] and topical songs and then the Civil Rights movement.

Do you remember the moment when contemporary, socially conscious
songs entered your repertoire?
BAEZ I think maybe it was ushered in with songs that people really
wouldn't know and that I knew in Cambridge and have not kept in the
repertoire. But I would say [Phil Ochs's] "There But for Fortune" was
the beginning. And of course the Dylan songs are the best of the lot.

"Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream," by Ed McCurdy, was one of the
first you recorded [in 1962].
BAEZ And "What Have They Done to the Rain?" But you're right,
"Strangest Dream" came before that, I think. Speaking of the high
range. [Laughs.]

How would you say the arc of your career has dovetailed with or even
been determined by the political tenor of the times over the years?
BAEZ A lot of it has been determined very much by the tenor­or the
non-tenor­of the times. Bush being my greatest publicity agent. He
really has been. People are so disgusted with him that they remember
people like me. It's sort of a shot of sanity for people to come to
the concerts now.

But I think you're right. After the end of the war in Vietnam, a lot
of people had an identity crisis. I know I did, because when the war
was going on, we had each day planned before we got up­we knew it was
going to be related to that war. Luckily for me, I'd had my political
training starting at age eight, when my parents became Quakers. So it
was already well established in me, before I even started singing
rock 'n' roll in high school. I knew more about nonviolence than I
did about songs. So when the war ended in, I guess, '72, there was a
bit of flailing about for a while, and then we landed on the Diamonds
and Rust [period], the songwriting era, and did OK. But I really
wasn't paying attention to my career until all of a sudden, I
thought, "Hey, why am I singing these pretty songs and making albums
and nobody's going to hear them but my family?"

In what way was your career in fact stalled?
BAEZ I had no representation. I had no machinery. I had no
management. It was all of those things that I woke up to about 20
years ago. Then I started working with [manager] Mark Spector, and he
said, "What do you want to have happen?" And I said, "I want to be
recognized as a viable entity in the entertainment world, and I want
to be pleased with myself for the material I'm doing." And he said,
"It won't be easy." He was right.

Why do you think that was?
BAEZ Because people are very comfortable with the idea of "legend,"
but record companies didn't know what I could do, and so they
pictured me singing "Mary Hamilton" for five hours or something. It
was very hard. If I had put out promotional songs, and written on
them "young woman songwriter," I would have had better luck than by
having my name on it. I really think that's true.

Was there a turning point where you felt like you were breaking
through back into the public's awareness?
BAEZ It was a process over the years, starting 20 years ago, of
breaking through. A breakthrough I would consider was when I started
working with songwriters­all of them are younger than I am, and some
of them were half my age. I got to know some of them, and we're still
friends. So that was a wonderful idea. It worked for them, and it
worked for me­they got exposure from me, and I got their songs.

It became fun. I began to have more kids in the audience. I've always
had a very faithful audience. Now there are just more of them, and
there are people who hadn't known much about me before. When I sing
an old song in a concert, a lot of people are scratching their heads.
A lot of them are fans now but don't know anything about the early
songs. I have a really close friend who is 50-something, and I sang
for her something from, I don't know, the third or fourth year, and
she said, "I've never heard of that before." And to me it was a staple.

You've said that Day After Tomorrow harks back to the earliest music
of your career. To what degree does this period in your life resonate
with earlier periods?
BAEZ The really early music is the music I feel closest to. Maybe it
resonates through this new music. Or maybe it's simply because I am
67, and it is time to review this life, so I would pick the times
that I really admire. That would be the very beginning­that skinny
little girl standing up there and singing in that most extraordinary
voice. And I don't have a problem saying that because I didn't make
this voice. I just do maintenance and delivery.

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Former Black Panther to Appeal Dismissal in Libel Case

Former Black Panther to Appeal Dismissal in Libel Case

http://www.law.com/jsp/article.jsp?id=1202427713045&pos=ataglance

Ruling precludes a 'very interesting issue' of whether someone can be
defamed by accusations of cooperating with law enforcement, says lawyer

Greg Land
Fulton County Daily Report
January 26, 2009

The attorney for one-time Black Panther Party Chair Elaine Brown said
her libel case against a lecturer at Emory University's School of Law
is not "not even close" to being over, despite being thrown out of
court earlier this month.

In two orders entered Jan. 14, Fulton County, Ga., Superior Court
Judge Christopher S. Brasher dismissed claims that statements made by
Kathleen Cleaver in 2007 defamed Brown by characterizing her as an
FBI informant in the 1970s. Cleaver is the widow of former Black
Panther Party Minister of Information Eldridge Cleaver.

Brown had also sued Cleaver for forwarding an e-mail from another
ex-Panther, Geronimo Pratt, asserting that Brown had perjured herself
during a murder trial stemming from the 1969 slayings of two Panther members.

"We're about to file an appeal," said Regina Sledge Molden of Molden,
Holley & Thompson. "This case has gone back and forth a number of
times. ... They've filed probably nine motions to dismiss and motions
for summary judgment, which have mostly been denied till now."

There hasn't been any new evidence entered to support the most recent
order, Molden said.

Pratt, who served 27 years in prison for murder before his conviction
was overturned in 1997, was also named in the suit but could not be
found and was never served, said Molden.

Brown sued Cleaver in December 2007, alleging defamation, tortious
interference with business relations and intentional infliction of
emotional distress. She said that Cleaver's statements that Brown was
an "agent" amounted to slur akin to being called a member of the Ku
Klux Klan in the black activist community and that her professional
reputation as a writer and speaker on African-American issues and
Black Panther history had been damaged by the allegations.

The disputed remarks and e-mails arose in 2007, when Brown was
seeking the Green Party presidential nomination. But according to the
judge, Brown herself prompted the statements by Cleaver and Pratt by
publishing an open letter to Green Party members denying rumors that
she had been an agent of the FBI and challenging Pratt to accuse her
directly "and to present one iota of evidence" to support his claims.

Brasher said the letter constituted "provoked or invited libel,"and
precluded her from claiming an injury. In the recent orders and
another in November, Brasher said Brown could not prove her claims
that Cleaver's statements caused Brown to lose two college speaking
engagements and another in Venezuela. The judge added that the
allegations did not attack Brown's writing or speaking abilities,
only her "qualifications as a political candidate," which is not her
profession.

Brasher also said that Brown's letter to the Green Party opened the
door for the public response she received -- which included Pratt's.

"In other words, according to Ms. Brown, she should be permitted to
spread her refutation of the rumor of being an agent and her demand
for proof far and wide, but any proof in response must be private,"
wrote Brasher.

Brown's previous history and decision to run for president made her a
public figure, requiring a showing of "actual malice" which, he said,
had not been made.

"We felt like this case should have been dismissed early on, and we
compliment Judge Brasher on entering very thoughtful orders," said
Cleaver attorney Keith Hasson of Federal & Hasson.

While he welcomed the ruling, Hasson said it precluded a "very
interesting issue" of whether one could be defamed by accusations of
having cooperated with law enforcement.

"The only case I could find to support that came out of Scotland in
the 19th century," said Hasson.

He may still get to make his argument, however, given that Molden
promises an appeal of the order.

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When crime pays

When crime pays

http://www.vcreporter.com/cms/story/detail/when_crime_pays/6613/

Former FBI agent's new book recalls his days as a hostage expert

By Michael Sullivan and Paul Sisolak
01/22/2009

THERE ARE some people in this world who give great credence to the
old adage, "art imitates life," and Jim Botting is one of them.

He prefaces his new book, Bullets, Bombs and Fast Talk: Twenty-Five
Years of FBI War Stories, synopsizing a hostage standoff in
Inglewood, whose participants Botting compares to one famous
celluloid antagonist.

"Al Pacino had nothing on these two mopes," he writes.

And a film like Dog Day Afternoon has nothing on the experiences
Botting lived through as one of the original agents for the FBI's
Critical Incident Negotiation Team (CINT), where armed holdups, bank
robberies, kidnappings and the stuff of big screen lore were
everything but fiction for Botting in his 25 years as a negotiator
and SWAT team member.

Now a part-time investigator with the Ventura County Sheriff's
Department, Botting moved up the ranks of the bureau when social and
political changes were at their apex in the U.S.: Vietnam. Civil
rights. Watergate. The Manson family and the entry of religious cults
into the American cultural lexicon. It was also a time when attitudes
toward crime and safety shifted, when justice was a thing valued in
the Nixon/Ford 1970s as never before.

Botting was there when the FBI was in the thick of the SLA scandal
and the kidnapping of newspaper heiress Patty Hearst and,
serendipitously, when one of the group's members, on the run, was
arrested decades later through Botting's help. He was there for the
hijacking and resulting three-day negotiation of TWA Flight 847 in
the mid-'80s, the Rodney King beating, the L.A. riots and the
proto-Oklahoma City Ruby Ridge affair. And the list goes on.

The centerpiece of Botting's new tome is his involvement in the FBI's
attempted takedown of cult figure David Koresh at the Branch Davidian
complex in Waco, Texas, in 1993.

To talk with Botting in person is not only to hear these anecdotes
from someone who took part in the events firsthand, but to understand
that, unlike the title of his memoirs, the philosophy behind hostage
negotiation is not all about "fast talk," but instead that the
hostage takers are sometimes just as important as the hostages.

VCR: Bullets, Bombs and Fast Talk: How long was it in the works? Was
there a defining moment when you decided to write your memoirs of the FBI?
Botting: The reason I wrote the book was really to leave something
for my kids. There were a lot of nights where I would jump up and
disappear for a day or a week. That was my real motivation, and I
probably, over about an 18-month period, wrote it. I really wasn't
sure that I wanted to do it. I had written it for the kids; I didn't
write it to be published.

Later, in the'70s, you had run-ins with the Symbionese Liberation
Army. They brainwashed Patty Hearst and they had the bank robbery,
but the thing I found fascinating was that it wasn't until a
quarter-century later that you crossed paths with Emily Harris, of
all places, at MGM studios, and she was eventually convicted. What
was that like?
That was an amazing thing. The Hearst kidnapping was a huge media
event just because of the family and the Hearst newspapers, and I
mean it occupied the news for a year and a half while she was gone.
She was portrayed initially as such an innocent victim, and later
they robbed a bank up in Hibernia. And she carried a gun and wore a
black beret and they called her Tanya. And it was like, whoa. It
really changed our attitude about her, and eventually she was
arrested along with Wendy Yoshimura in the Bay area, a very short
distance from where she was originally kidnapped. The Harrises were a
part of the group. They were initially prosecuted for the kidnapping,
and the whole crew of them were convicted and went to jail and were
later released. But no one had ever been prosecuted for this shooting
of Myrna Opsahl, who was a woman in the bank that was killed. And as
information was gradually received about what happened in the bank,
it became apparent that Emily had fired the shotgun, which resulted
in killing this woman. One day, one of the guys from HR called me and
said Emily Harris was working there [MGM]. Oh man, after all these
years, Emily Harris was in the same building I was working. [I was]
on the first floor and she was one floor above me. I knew she still
had that case pending, and she had to be wondering whether she was
going to be turned up.

Was she still being called Emily Harris? Did she look the same?
She had been to jail for a while, I was so tempted to go up [to her].
I just had all these questions about the case I wanted to ask her but
just didn't feel it was appropriate, knowing that this other thing
was still pending. When they caught Kathy back East, I knew it was
going to break open because here were these people, they're 50 years
old, they did this stuff in college, they've got lives, they've
worked for a living, they've got kids. They don't need to go back to
prison for another 20 to 30 years.

We see hostage negotiators portrayed on TV and in the movies, but
what does it really take? What kind of qualities and characteristics
do you need, and what's asked of you to be a hostage negotiator when
you train?
Well, I think there's somewhat of a misconception out there that a
good negotiator has to be a fast talker. But there's much more than
that. I've come to the conclusion over the years that really the best
negotiators are those with a lot of experience, they can talk
to people easily, they can empathize with people. Not everybody
copes with adversity very well. They can use good judgment, they can
communicate. They have patience. They have an ability to kind of
suspend their own judgment and values while they're going through
this process. And the connection you see so many times when these
situations are resolved, regardless of who it is or what they're
asking for, they're resolved when the negotiator makes a connection
with the hostage taker, and they develop a relationship of trust and
sincerity. And once they accept that, and it becomes apparent after a
while ­ and I don't want to say it becomes childlike or dependent on
the negotiator ­ but you can gradually see that relationship
developing. And it's not smoke and mirrors, it's not magic, it's just
communicating with people on a level of trust that develops on a
level of sincerity.

You've worked on some phenomenal cases. Was there one particular
hostage situation that stood out to you more than any other?
The one that stands out in my mind, of course, is Waco, which went on
forever, for 51 days. It was such a hugely complex situation, with
the number of people involved, the lives that were lost, the injuries
to many people. The cult issues rooted in religion, a single leader
that talked about Armageddon, a well-armed cult that was barricaded
in this location. All the agencies involved, the attention of the
attorney general, the president of the United States, international
news media coverage. It was just huge.

What was David Koresh like?
He never seemed like a drooling devout idiot at all, he was very
intelligent, could talk forever, an incredible biblical scholar.
Couldn't shut him down. And then there were moments where he would
become very lucid and talk about going to jail and who he would be
housed with, talk about what he would be charged with, what the case
involved, he could bring himself into the here and now pretty easily.
But then again, I think I opened up with that comment about where did
he have dinner. We were at the Whataburger last night. And he said
'If I find out I am Jesus Christ, then I will tell you what's in
those Whataburgers," which we all laughed at, including David. We all
thought that was a funny statement. But he also had this idea this
was all going to end with him. He was a character on the world's
stage and he wasn't going to give it up. And I think that was our
conclusion at the end, was that he just wasn't going to talk out of
there. He was enjoying it too much.

So when you are dealing one-on-one with a criminal like that, how
much psychology goes into the profession?
I think it is very beneficial. I think there is a lot of psychology
that goes into just dealing with people and trying to make that
connection. It is a very important part of it. I was on one where a
guy had his girlfriend held at gun-point in a hotel in Santa Monica,
and the female negotiator talking to him at the time suggesting
something, said, "Come on, give it a shot." All of our hearts
stopped. And then the guy on the other end of the line, laughed and
he said, 'What'd you say?' (Laughs) She said, "I didn't mean to say
that." The two of them laughed. It was like, phew, and it blew over.
So you can come back from that

Have you ever seen a hostage negotiator behave in such a way and be
taken off his beat for putting a lot of people in jeopardy?
Sometimes they get so aggressive you just have to either back them
off or replace them. Sometimes they get overconfident. Hostage
negotiating is like playing Texas hold'em. Why do people take
hostages? That is the first question you ask yourself on the way to
the scene. This is at a hotel, a bank, at a school. First question,
why is this happening? Landlord-tenant dispute, tried to rob a bank .
. . is he crazy? The demand: a million dollars and a fast car to get
out of Dodge, or is it, 'If you don't give me this I am going to blow
up the city of Albuquerque.' Now that sounds like he is a little
crazy . . . a lot of times it is simply saving face and they usually
get into it without an exit plan.
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paul@vcreporter.com
michael@vcreporter.com

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Since the ’60s, a Place on the Ramparts

Since the '60s, a Place on the Ramparts

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/25/nyregion/thecity/25orga.html

By SAKI KNAFO
Published: January 23, 2009

WHEN a former community organizer named Barack Obama began his bid
for the presidency, it cast a spotlight on an uncelebrated
profession. In New York, the history of community organizing is long,
and Luis Garden Acosta has been around for much of it.

Born in Fort Greene, Brooklyn, to a Puerto Rican mother and a
Dominican father, Mr. Acosta, 63, started out in the 1960s as a
Catholic antiwar organizer and then as a member of the Young Lords, a
militant Puerto Rican activist group, before founding El Puente, a
community organization in Williamsburg, where he now lives.

Last week, Mr. Acosta attended El Puente's annual Three Kings Day
celebration at a nearby public school. As he hunched over in a
child-size desk, he spoke of his life in community organizing.

SAKI KNAFO
--

In December 1969, the leaders of the Young Lords went to the pastor
of a church in El Barrio and asked if they could use the space to
basically perform works of mercy: feed the hungry, clothe the naked.

The pastor was a refugee from Cuba. He saw the berets, and all he
could see was Fidel. He immediately reacted: "No, no, no!" So the
Lords thought, "Well, this is a Protestant service, and in Protestant
services you can get up and say what you want, so let's go there and
talk to the people."

Apparently the police were informed. There were policemen waiting
outside the church, and when Felipe Luciano, the chairman of the
Young Lords, got up in the church to speak, a nod was given to the
officers, and they came in and beat every single member.

I was a Catholic social activist in league with the Catholic Worker
Movement, and when I heard that young people who wanted to basically
live out the Bible were bloodied by police officers in the very
church they wanted to use, I was shocked. The next Sunday I went
there in support of the Young Lords. I, a pacifist, coming from a
religious perspective, was unsure whether I should join. But I did.

One day, I came home with my beret, and my mother started screaming.
Thank God my aunt was there. She consoled my mother. I asked my aunt,
"What happened?" And she said: "Mijo, take that beret away. You've
never been told; it's a big secret in our family how your mother came here."

My mother came on a boat. She came simply to forget the horror that
has gone down in American history as the Ponce Massacre of 1937. On
Palm Sunday, one week before she was to be married, her fiancé was
one of about 20 people who were killed in a peaceful demonstration
supporting the independence of Puerto Rico.

The man who would have been my father is said to have taken blood
from his side and written on the sidewalk, "Que Viva Puerto Rico
Libre!" When my mother saw my beret, she immediately made a
connection with the protesters. She thought that the same thing was
going to happen to me.

My mother, Nina Garden, used to have an underground railroad. Our
Dominican relatives, and friends of relatives, would somehow get to
this country and they would stay at our house. And she would bring
these wonderful women to her factory.

It was as oppressive a factory as you can imagine. I used to cry when
I picked her up and would see how the boss talked to her. But it was
a job, and my mother was able to pass off these undocumented
immigrants as Puerto Ricans, and then they went on to legalize their
status and become great contributors to America.

The influence of the Catholic Church was very strong in my family.
When I started El Puente, I felt like a bridge between my colleagues
on the left who would never be caught dead in church and progressive
Christians. I wanted to create a bridge, which is what El Puente means.

I founded El Puente in 1982. At the time, Williamsburg was the city's
teenage gang capital, according to the media. Between 1979 and 1980,
in the Southside alone, a small section of Williamsburg, we lost 48
young people. I was the director of community medicine at Greenpoint
Hospital, and I spent a lot of time in the emergency room, where the
young people would come, mostly dead on arrival.

One weekend I decided to figure out if there was some way we could
save their lives. And you know, as God would have it, it was maybe a
half an hour into my weekend when a young woman was brought in, 19
going on 20. Her name was Sugar. They tried to resuscitate her.

I saw that the doctor was about to pronounce her dead, and I said,
"Do it again." He looked at me, and he said, "O.K., let's do it
again." They tried again. Nothing. And I said, "Do it again." And he
looked at me rather sternly. "O.K., we'll do it again." Again,
nothing. And I said, "Again!"

I didn't want to lose another kid.

This was the old Greenpoint Hospital ­ there was no grieving room, no
nothing. The doctor had to go out into the hallway and tell the young
woman's husband that she had died. I still remember, because it
haunts me, the cries throughout that hallway: "How can it be? What do
I tell my daughter?" And I started crying. And that's when I decided
that this would end.

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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Melanie: Look What's She's Done

Melanie: Look What's She's Done

http://www2.tbo.com/content/2009/jan/25/tr-melanie-look-whats-shes-done/

By WALT BELCHER
wbelcher@tampatrib.com
Published: January 25, 2009

TAMPA - When Melanie Safka Schekeryk signed on to sing at what she
thought would be "a nice little picnic in a field," she had no idea
that it would change her life.

"When the promoters told me that it would be three days of peace,
love and music, I pictured a pastoral field with families and
blankets," she says in a telephone interview.

She was just 22 and had been singing in Greenwich Village clubs when
she performed at Woodstock in the summer of 1969.

One of the landmark events for baby boomers and a defining moment for
the counterculture movement, Woodstock was held on a 600-acre dairy
farm near Bethel, N.Y. It featured more than 30 acts, including Janis
Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Arlo Guthrie, Joan Baez, The Who, The Grateful
Dead, Santana, Credence Clearwater Revival and Jefferson Airplane.

She would become simply Melanie, the poster girl for hippie flower
power and a part of pop music history. She is best remembered for the
catchy 1970s hits "Brand New Key" and "Look What They've Done to My
Song, Ma," but she has recorded more than 30 albums since then.

Her "Candles in the Rain," a tribute to Woodstock, became an anthem
at music festivals through the '70s.

Melanie turns 62 in February, and the singer and songwriter will be
kicking off her 40th anniversary of Woodstock world tour in Ruth
Eckerd Hall's intimate Murray Studio Theater on Friday and Saturday.

"I will be performing with my son, Beau Jarred Schekeryk, who is very
talented," she says. "It's like a homecoming because we lived in the
Clearwater and Safety Harbor area all through the '90s, and we are
working our way back."

Her daughters, musicians Leilah and Jeordie, graduated from
Countryside High. Beau was home-schooled. In 1998, she opened a
restaurant and coffee house in Tarpon Springs. It folded.

"I didn't know much about the restaurant business," she says.

She and her longtime husband, producer Peter Schekeryk, moved to
Nashville, Tenn., about six years ago.

"We have lived all over, but we still think of Florida as home," says
the native New Yorker from Astoria. "Safety Harbor seems like the
hometown that I've always been looking for."

No Tomatoes, Please!

She says it's hard to imagine that Woodstock was 40 years ago.

She recalls being in England during the build-up for the event and
being surprised by its scope when she arrived.

"I had no idea," she says. "I arrived with just my guitar and my
mother. We drove up toward the town and got stuck in all the traffic."

The August concert reportedly drew more than 450,000 people.

"We were picked up by helicopter and taken to a hotel, and there was
Janis Joplin with her bottle of Southern Comfort and Jimi Hendrix and
all these major stars of the day," she says. "And there I was hoping
that people won't throw tomatoes at me."

She was flown to the staging area on a Friday morning and waited all
day for her spot, which came late that night.

"I had been waiting and waiting in a little tent with a dirt floor,
and I developed a deep nervous cough," she says. "Joan Baez heard me
coughing and sent over some tea."

She went on after Ravi Shankar, she says.

"It was getting dark, and there were a lot of clouds," she recalls.
"It looked like it was going to rain. I was scared to death. I didn't
think people would know me."

As she sang her self-composed single "Beautiful People," she saw
candles being passed out.

"There was an announcement about lighting them to keep warm and keep
the rain away," she says. "I watched the flames go on in a wave
through the crowd. It was like a million fireflies. I had an
out-of-body experience that night, and it inspired me to write about
'Candles in the Rain.'"

Brand New Popularity

After Woodstock, Melanie, who had been writing songs since she was a
child, became popular on the folk festival circuit. In 1970 she
scored her biggest-selling hit, "Brand New Key."

Written on a whim, it became known as "The Roller Skate Song." Some
radio stations refused to play it because some said the lyrics were
veiled sexual references.

"But I really was only writing about a little girl on roller skates,"
she says. "That song became too cute, and it sort of stereotyped me.
There was a time when I wanted to distance myself from it. But now, I
appreciate it for its kitschy charm."

She is proud of "Look What They've Done to My Song, Ma," a lament
that every creative person understands.

"It's been recorded by many artists, but when Ray Charles did it,
that was the biggest thrill for me," she says.

She has recorded an album just about every year since the '70s. All
were produced by her husband. She tours Europe and Asia often, and
she won an Emmy for writing the theme song for the 1980s TV show
"Beauty and the Beast. "

At Ruth Eckerd Hall, she plans to sing the Woodstock songs and
"Candles in the Rain" as well as "Brand New Key" and many of the
songs she has written since.

IN CONCERT

Melanie's 40th Anniversary Woodstock World Tour Kickoff

WHEN: 7:30 p.m. Friday and Saturday

WHERE: Murray Studio Theater, Ruth Eckerd Hall, 1111 N.
McMullen-Booth Road, Clearwater

HOW MUCH: $39.75; (727) 791-7400.
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Reporter Walt Belcher can be reached at (813) 259-7654

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Female singers of the '60s are saluted in Candlelight show

Female singers of the '60s are saluted in Candlelight show

http://www.fontanaheraldnews.com/articles/2009/01/22/entertainment/03entertainmentcandlelight.txt

By RUSSELL INGOLD
1/22/09

If a person would say, "Name some of the top musical acts of the
1960s," I would probably begin by listing the following well-known
artists: the Beatles, the Stones, the Who, Bob Dylan, and Jimi Hendrix.

But I realize now that by adhering to this typical list, I'm leaving
out a very significant category of performers: women.

With its latest musical revue, Candlelight Pavilion is doing a fine
job of reminding us that many women contributed greatly to the music
of the turbulent decade of the '60s.

"Beehive: the '60s Musical" celebrates the talents of superstar
female artists such as Tina Turner, Aretha Franklin, the Supremes by
providing energetic versions of 40 popular songs from 40 years ago.

The original stage production of "Beehive" was first presented in
1985 and ran for more than 18 months off-Broadway at the Village Gate
Theatre in New York City.

Now director/choreographer Jubel Obien is bringing this entertaining
show (named after the famous beehive hairdo) to the Candlelight stage
at 455 West Foothill Boulevard in Claremont through Feb. 15.

Nine talented women - Jo-D Dalcour, Sheila Ferrari, Kitty Kramer,
Tamra Lamese-Dozier, Samantha Mills, Collette Peters, Daniella
Samuel, Melissa Smilow, and Nicole Tillman - take turns belting out
songs that keep audience members smiling and clapping. The singers
are aided by the Beehive Band, comprised of Don Cloud on piano,
Jeremy Burgan on bass, Mark Bollinger on guitar, and Emmanuel
Cervantes on drums.

"Beehive" accurately portrays the sharp dichotomy between the
typically peppy, lighthearted music of the first half of the 1960s
(which was really a continuation of the '50s) and the much more
serious music of the second half of the decade, which was
characterized by social upheaval due to the civil rights and women's
liberation movements.

The first half of the show is highlighted by songs such as "My
Boyfriend's Back" and "Downtown," and ends with an ensemble
performance of Sonny and Cher's "The Beat Goes On," which is an
appropriate way of signaling that the musical winds are shifting.

In Act 2, "Beehive" offers powerhouse performances by Tillman as Tina
Turner (singing "Proud Mary"); Lamese-Dozier as Aretha Franklin
("Respect"); and Kramer as Janis Joplin ("Piece of My Heart").

Kramer, in fact, is so effective in her depiction of the tragically
self-destructive Joplin that the mood of the musical turns very
somber and depressing.

Fortunately, the show is then revived when the nine ladies come
together for some fun and uplifting numbers that send everyone home happy.

My only quibble with the show was that one of my favorites, Nancy
Sinatra's "These Boots are Made for Walkin'," was not included.

Now I'm looking forward to the day when great music by female artists
of more modern times - such as Joan Jett, Heart, the Go-Gos, the
Bangles, Janet Jackson, Alanis Morissette, Shakira, and Missy Elliott
- could be made into a musical. (In keeping with the hair theme of
"Beehive," this updated show could be called "B-52s," featuring
music, of course, by the band of that name.)

THE "BEEHIVE" show is accompanied by a gourmet dinner offering
patrons choices between steak, chicken, fish and vegetarian entrees.

Performances include evening shows Thursdays through Sundays, with
matinees on Saturdays and Sundays.

Ticket prices range from $48 to $75 and include dinner and the show.

For more information or reservations, call (909) 626-1254 or visit
www.candlelightpavilion.com.

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Bill Ayers to talk about past as anti-war activist, need for reform

Bill Ayers to talk about past as anti-war activist, need for reform

http://media-newswire.com/release_1084529.html

2009-01-20

Throughout the Democratic primary season and general election
campaigns, Ayers refused to protest or publicly challenge the
characterization made by Obama's political opponents that he was and
remains a domestic terrorist.

ANN ARBOR, Mich.­When the intense presidential campaign descended
into a game of rhetorical name-calling, one person in particular was
invoked as a sign of Barack Obama's "questionable" personal
associations­Bill Ayers.

Throughout the Democratic primary season and general election
campaigns, Ayers refused to protest or publicly challenge the
characterization made by Obama's political opponents that he was and
remains a domestic terrorist.

Ayers will present a talk and read from the republication of his 2001
book, "Fugitive Days: Memoirs of an Anti-War Activist" at 7 p.m. Jan.
26 at the University of Michigan Hatcher Graduate Library Gallery, Room 100.

He will be joined by Bernardine Dohrn, co-author with Ayers of "Race
Course: Against White Supremacy." Dohrn is director of the Children
and Family Law Justice Center, and a clinical associate professor of
law at Northwestern University.

Ayers and Dohrn married during their times as fugitives while members
of the Weather Underground. The author readings are co-sponsored by
the U-M Library and Shaman Drum Bookshop in Ann Arbor.

A distinguished professor of education and senior university scholar
at the University of Illinois-Chicago, Ayers was the subject of scorn
and ridicule throughout Obama's campaign. Despite Obama addressing
what he characterized as a casual association on a nonprofit board,
his political opponents often castigated Obama for simply knowing
Ayers; a sign, some alleged, that he wasn't quite the moderate
reflected in his rhetoric of unity and bipartisanship.

While Obama's political critics proved to be exploiting the loose
connection, there's compelling relevance in revisiting the cauldron
of social activism of the radical 1960s, according to Ayers. The
ongoing war in Iraq, impending escalation of military operations in
Afghanistan and social unrest in response to current economic
calamities is stirring a desire for reform and accountability perhaps
not seen since the days of the Vietnam War protests and Great
Depression, he contends.

Ayers' views­wrought from his confrontations with entrenched
institutional powers­are based on his belief that racism and war are
interwoven issues. Today, Ayers is widely considered an expert on
educational reform, particularly elementary education in urban areas.

Yet despite his trenchant social analysis and contributions to
educational reform, there's no overlooking his infamous involvement
in the bombings of public buildings nearly 40 years ago cast doubt on
his methods. That Ayers was a topic in the past presidential election
points to the depth of the wounds inflicted on the American
conscience during the Vietnam war, a schism that continues today.

Ayers grew up outside of Chicago and earned a B.A. from the
University of Michigan in American Studies in 1968.

In 1995, Ayers collaborated with Chicago Mayor Richard Daley in
drafting the city's school reform program, and co-authored the
Chicago Annenberg Challenge grant proposal that provided $49.2
million to transform the urban education system. For his work on the
project, Ayers was named the city's Citizen of the Year in 1997.

Dohrn serves on many human rights committees and is on the law
faculty at the Vrije Universiteit in Amsterdam. Her legal work in
Chicago focuses on reforming the juvenile justice system.

Contact: Frank Provenzano
Phone: 647-4411

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Bill Ayers Talks About Election Night in Grant Park

Bill Ayers Talks About Election Night in Grant Park

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28780238/

Jan. 24, 2009

Bill Ayers was "overflowing with happiness, relief, love" when he and
his wife went to Grant Park with tens of thousands of Chicagoans to
celebrate the election of President Barack Obama.

Ayers and his wife, Bernardine Dohrn, spoke exclusively with NBC
Chicago's Dick Johnson about why they joined the Election Night
celebration in the park, where 40 years before they helped stage the
Days of Rage riots.

The couple said they got last-minute tickets from a friend to be in
Grant Park that night.

"I couldn't stop crying a couple of times. I found the exact spot
where I was beaten 40 years ago," Ayers said. "But I've never been in
a crowd that large that wasn't edged with either anger or drunkenness
or gluttony, and it was really an extraordinary feeling."

Maligned as terrorists by Obama's opponents because of their
activities in the late '60s, Ayers told NBC Chicago that he and his
wife condemn all forms of terrorism. They prefer labels like activist
and radical -- although these days, they're more likely to be called
professor, or grandma and grandpa.

Ayers and Dohrn said they chose to stifle reaction to the way their
activist past was dragged into the campaign rhetoric against Obama.
But privately, they were as swept up in the history of the moment as
all the rest who voted for him, and they believe some of what they
did almost four decades earlier helped bring about Obama's election.

"Without the struggles of the 60s ... there would be no President
Obama," Dohrn said.

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Bill Ayers denies '70s plot to blow up Detroit police sites

Bill Ayers denies '70s plot to blow up Detroit police sites

http://www.freep.com/article/20090125/NEWS07/90125027/Ayers+denies+knowledge+of+70+s+plot+to+blow+up+Detroit+police+facilities

By DAWSON BELL • FREE PRESS STAFF WRITER
January 25, 2009

Bill Ayers, leader of a 1960s radical anti-war organization who
helped launch Barack Obama's political career in Chicago in the 1990s
then threatened to derail it when their relationship became an issue
in the 2008 campaign, will be in Michigan Monday. Ayers and his wife,
Bernardine Dohrn, are scheduled to make a free appearance at 7 p.m.
Monday at the University of Michigan Hatcher Graduate Library
Gallery, Room 100. See www.shamandrum.com.

He talked Friday to the Free Press at length about the nature of
terrorism and terrorists (He's not one, but John McCain is and "I'm
as much an American as Sarah Palin"), his relationship with Obama ("I
would say he's a guy in the neighborhood, as he said about me.") and
whether the results of the election mean the revolution is over. He
denied knowledge of a 1970 Weather Underground plot to blow up
Detroit police facilities.

Here are some excerpts:

Freep.com: You're in town to talk about your book "Racecourse:
Against White Supremacy".

Ayers: The book is a personal essay or memoir about our involvement
over the last 40 years, 50 years even, of struggles around racism
both in the eudcational system and the juvenile justice system. And
it's based partly on personal story and partly it's a history. Partly
it's a reminder that this country has a long, long history of white
supremacy. And that even though right now we're witnessing an
important shift against white supremacy, it's not a fatal blow.

Freep.com: Both of you have been anxious to see reform, sometimes
pretty radical and rapid reform. Do you have reason to believe now
that there is some opportunity for that to happen that wasn't there
before because of the last election?

Ayers: I think the last election is significant in a variety of ways.
It is a huge thing that something that was unimaginable a few years
ago is suddenly inevitable and obvious, and that is ascension to the
presidency of an African-American man. The other thing that is huge
about the election is that it is a generational shift. That we have
this young, very brilliant, very cool and compassionate person in the
highest office in the land.

But one thing that is often overlooked is that this is a man who
comes out of community organizing. I can't think of a president in
memory who would have been comfortable sitting in the kitchen of a
single mother on welfare on the south side of Chicago, sharing a cup
of coffee. But this man did that for a decade. So that's significant.

And the other thing that I think we overlook is that the election was
a great repudiation of the last eight years, of the politics of fear,
of the politics of war and militarization. And what's going to happen
next all depends on what people do. I'm constantly reminding students
that Lyndon Johnson, who passed the most far-reaching civil rights
legislation, was not a civil rights leader or participant. Franklin
Roosevelt was not a labor leader. And Abraham Lincoln did not belong
to an abolitionist party. So much depends on what we do.

Freep.com: But what … is the substantive change that is possible now
that wasn't possible before?

Ayers: Well change is always possible. So it's not a question of now
it's possible and once it wasn't. But we are in a moment when the
politics of 9/11, fear and loathing and paranoia and war have been
repudiated. And this is the moment of, "Yes we can." So there is a
sense of rising expectations. I think there is also a reality on the
ground, a real crisis, financial crisis, economic crisis, global
crisis in terms of war and peace. That combination of rising
expectations and real crisis creates unique opportunities.

Let's take foreign policy, for example. We've been I think controlled
in many ways by a dominant narrative or controlling metaphor … that
our safety depends on militarization. To me that's always been false,
but it is patently obviously false now. And it's a time when we can
as a nation as a people redefine the controlling metaphor or dominant
narrative. And I would argue that we're in a time where the
possibility of seeing a foreign policy based on justice or a foreign
policy based on being a nation among nations becomes for the first
time in a long time a real alternative.

Freep.com: You heard the inaugural address though. "If you think you
can outlast us you're wrong. If you think you can beat us you'll be
disappointed." What was (Obama) saying?

Ayers: I'm not sure. I thought the inaugural address was a good
speech. Not one of his greatest. But I think he intended it that way.
I think he was lowering expectations. You know he's not Superman.

I think the speech looked in two directions on foreign policy. On the
one hand, it looked in the direction of the so-called glory days of
the past. And the other thing it looked toward was the possibility of
listening to others and living in peace with others. … they're not
both possible. But the question of which road we'll take depends not
just on him. It depends on the mobilization of the popular will and
popular consciousness. That's what I mean about Lyndon Johnson and
civil rights movement. He didn't do that out of his own good heart;
he did that because there was a civil rights movement on the ground.

If we have a peace movement on the ground, if we have a social
justice movement on the ground, I think President Obama and his
administration will respond to that. As they should. As they must.

Freep.com: If the question is exerting influence over the new
administration, I could write a letter to the president. Is there any
difference between that happening and Bill Ayers writing a letter to
the president?

Ayers: I don't think so. I've been a public person for a long time.
But no, I don't have influence in the Obama administration, if that's
what you're asking.

Freep.com: How do you describe your relationship with former Senator
now President Obama?

Ayers: I would say he was a guy in the neighborhood, as he said about
me. That is, we knew each other. I knew lots of people in Hyde Park
(in Chicago). It's a small community. I knew him probably as well as
thousands of other people and like millions of other people today I
wish I knew him much much better.

Freep.com: You wouldn't call him a friend?

Ayers: No. But … the fact is. Oh, I would. I call a lot of people
friends. But I don't think he knew me better than he knew thousands
of other people.

And the dishonesty of that narrative that the Republicans tried to
spin, there were three aspects to it that were troubling.

One was the attempt to make me into a monster, which I am certainly not.

Second was the idea of guilt by association. That if you share a
board room or a bus ride or a cup of coffee or you see each other in
a restaurant that you are somehow responsible for one another's
policies and politics. That's an old and tired and despicable
tradition in American politics. And fortunately the American people
rejected it.

But the third aspect of the dishonesty was the idea that some
Americans are true and real and OK Americans and other Americans are
marginal and bad and dangerous and toxic. The problem with that is
that we live in a wild and diverse democracy, and I'm as much an
American as Sarah Palin. I was born here. I'm a citizen I have every
right to speak.

And the idea that she was trying …to say that because I hold certain
views or because I have a certain history ­ that incidentally that I
have dealt with and that I have accounted for in every way required
of me ­ somehow disqualifies me from public participation.

I'm a believer in democracy. I'm a believer in dialogue. And I think
everyone has a responsibility, but especially political leaders, to
meet with and think through with a wide range of people and then to
have a mind of your own. Clearly that's Obama's history; that's
Obama's practice.

Freep.com: But there are some things that are right and wrong?

Ayers: Sure, killing people is wrong. We agree that the Vietnam War
was wrong and that killing 2,000 innocent people a month for 10 years
was wrong.

Freep.com: And you've denounced terrorism?

Ayers: Consistently. "Fugitive Days" (his 2001 memoir) is an extended
denunciation of terrorism.

Freep.com: I'm still puzzled by the unrepetent terrorist label (that
dogged Ayers during the campaign).

Ayers: What does that mean? Who thinks these things up? What does
that possibily mean?

Freep.com: They're plain English words. I think we both understand them.

Ayers: Well I'm not a religious person so repentent is a little bit
hard for me.

Freep.com: So make it unapologetic.

Ayers: I'm apologetic about many many things. But what is it that
somebody wants me to apologize for. Burning my draft card? That was
destroying government property. Should I apologize for that? Well,
I'm not going to.

Freep.com: What about plotting bombings?

Ayers: Well I never said that I did that. But I was part of an
organization that claimed credit for some of those things. And the
things that we claimed credit for were the destruction of property at
a moment when 2,000 people a month were being murdered. We may have
crossed lines, we certainly did cross lines of legality, of
propriety, maybe even of common sense. Maybe we weren't effective.

Freep.com: How about of right and wrong?

Ayers: No, I don't think we were wrong. But there could be some
situations in which you could kind of map this out and think about
the rightness and wrongness of it. For example, if you had the
opportunity to interview John McCain, would this be at the front of
the interview?

Freep.com: Would what be?

Ayers: The question terrorism and the question right and wrong. After
all, he killed people actually from the air, innocent people. So
would you be challenging him on that? Or is the fact that he did it
under the rubric of legality, does that make it OK?

Freep.com: Is there no distinction in your mind between an act of war
against a declared enemy and an act of terrorism?

Ayers: You have to start with a definition of terrorism. Let's go
back in American history. So take the question of slavery. Is it
legitimate for people to free the slaves? It was illegal. It was
destruction of property. Was it OK? By today's standards, of course
it was OK. But had you thought it was OK in 1840 you would have been
against the law, against your church, against your Bible, against
your parents, against your friends. So think this through a little bit.

Freep.com: You don't think there is a distinction between domestic
bombings … that hurt real people, and John McCain executing a mission
over North Vietnam? Is there any difference in kind between those two acts?

Ayers: There is no difference in kind between killing of any human
being. Any killing of any human being is a universe lost. Let's be clear.

If we sat on a stage with Henry Kissinger, Robert McNamara, John
McCain, John Kerry, Bob Kerrey, me and whoever else you want to put
up there … George Bush. And then you could measure responsibility.
And I'd be happy in that context and that company.

Freep.com: They are more guilty than you are?

Ayers: You think so? That's what I'd love to see. Henry Kissinger is
responsible for the death of millions. I'm responsible for the death
of no one. Does that distinction not seem to matter? In other words,
why am I held up as an example of something beyond the pale. Whereas
Kissinger, hey it was normal. He was the secretary of state ... Yeah,
he was the secretary of state overseeing an illegal, immoral,
genocidal attack on civilians. That is terrorism, pure and simple.

Freep.com: Is there any difference in your view between that action
and 2003-09 in Iraq?

Ayers: No. There are big differences between the two wars. In
Vietnam, there had actually been a social revolution. So it was easy
for someone like me to support the Vietnamese right to self
determination. Iraq is not a place that has experienced a social
revolution or any kind of progressive change, so no there are big differences.

Freep.com: Does that make the U.S. action in Iraq more or less justified?

Ayers: No. Neither is justified. And the proof they're not justified
is that the government lied to us about why they went in. And they
did it intentionally. And they did it in a very crude and cruel way.
The lie was uncovered very quickly. It was understood at the time.
Now it has come to be an article of faith, that we know the
government lied us into Iraq as they lied us into Vietnam.

The second thing that's very similar is that when a foreign occupying
power invades and then occupies a country, it looks remarkably
similar. That's why you have vets coming home today, as they came
home from Vietnam, saying, "We had no idea we were going into
something like that."

It's sad. It's naïve. But the fact is they say, "We couldn't tell the
friends from the enemies. We didn't mean to go in there and shoot up
families, but we did." Well that's what occupation looks like, folks.

Freep.com: If non-lethal domestic terrorism was justified to try to
stop the Vietnam War, why wouldn't it be OK now?

Ayers: I'm not a tactician, I have no idea what you're exactly
referencing. What was true during Vietnam was that the country went,
in three short years, the country went from 80% support of the war to
70% opposition to the war. And the anti-war movement was huge,
vibrant and vital. And when the war didn't end but it escalated, that
was a crisis for the anti-war movement. And it splintered into
several groups. Some joined the Democratic Party and tried to build a
peace wing and that resulted in George McGovern's nomination. Some
ran away to Africa, and Europe and Canada. Some went to the communes.
Some went into the factories to organize the industrial working
class. And we did what we did.

But I can't see in that anti-war movement, who did the right thing?
Who was effective at ending the war? It turns out none of us.

Freep.com: What would be appropriate now?

Ayers: What's appropriate now is what's appropriate always, to open
our eyes. See as honestly as we can what's actually going on in the
world. Recognize the unnecessary suffering, the undeserved harm
that's caused by whoever. But certainly a central responsibility is
caused by our own government.

Once you can identify that undeserved suffering, the need is to
oppose it. I've never advocated a particular tactic. Ever. So I'm
advocating opposition to this war, absolutely. And opposition to the
war in Afghanistan.

Freep.com: But you don't oppose any tactics either?

Ayers: No. I have a very simple standard for tactics. As an educator,
I always ask the question, was it educational? Was it effective?

I'm not a tactician. I'm not advocating a tactic. Don't identify me
with a tactic. I was arrested for non-violent direct action.

One of the things you should think about is the idea that there are
the violent people and the non-violent people. If you sit on your
couch and watch what's going on in Iraq and do nothing, that's not
non-violence; that's indifference. That's got nothing to do with
non-violence. Indifference is the problem, not a few knuckleheads
(committing violent acts). It's the orchestrated violence of the U.S.
government today around the world that is the problem.

Freep.com: I have to ask you about the specific allegation from,
(Larry) Grathwol, the FBI informant, that there was a specific plot
to blow up the Detroit Police HQ:

Ayers: None that I know. Then, I don't know everything.

Freep.com: You're familiar with his allegations?

Ayers: No. You're telling me this.

Freep.com: You've never heard of this guy?

Ayers: I've heard of Grathwol. I remember him. But no, I've never
read his book. I don't know what he said. You're the first person telling me.

Freep.com: He said that in February 1970 the Weatherman built two
bombs targeting the Detroit Police Officers Association building and
the 13th precinct.

Ayers: Not true.

Freep.com: (Reading from Grathwol) "The instructions I received from
Billy Ayers was that the bombs to be used in Detroit must have
shrapnel and fire potential."

Ayers: Not true. Not true.

Freep.com: And you've never heard those allegations before?

Ayers: No. Not those. I've heard a lot. But I try not to watch Fox
News too much because I think it's poisonous.

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Judith Malina directs a living classic

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Judith Malina directs a living classic

http://www.downtownexpress.com/de_299/judithmalina.html

The Living Theater's 50th anniversary revival of 'The Connection'

By Jerry Tallmer
January 23 - 29, 2009

It was in 1959 or maybe '58 ­ "Don't ask me the number, I'm no good
at numbers," says Judith Malina ­ that a young man stood at the door
of her and husband Julian Beck's West End Avenue apartment with a
sheaf of paper he thrust at Julian.

"Julian looked at it, read a bit of it, then came running to me in
the bedroom," says Judith Malina these 50 or 51 years later. "He
said: "This is the play we want to do."

The young man at the door was Jack Gelber, a 26-year-old
Irish-looking Jewish broth of a boy from Chicago, and the baby he'd
cradled in his arms and thrust upon Julian was the script of a play
called "The Connection" ­ a "jazz play," as it quickly got pegged in
the press ­ that, shattering the glass wall between actors and
audience, would change the face of American drama, and make Beck and
Malina's avant-garde Living Theater and playwright Jack Gelber known
around the world.

When it opened, under Judith's direction, in the summer of 1959, on
the Living Theater's matchbox stage, one flight up in a portion of a
defunct department store at Sixth Avenue and 14th Street, it was met
with such withering scorn by the reviewers from the big dailies that
it almost didn't make it. Nothing but "a farrago of dirt" was the
verdict of the man from The New York Times, the dirt being the
natural speech of burnt-out caustic anti-societal heroin addicts as
given life by the kid from Chicago.

The Times merely led the baying pack ­ such a unanimous blast that
"The Connection" was on the verge of closing before it had very well
opened. But then, ta-ra-ta-ra!, cavalry came riding to the rescue ­
the reviewers from magazines and weekly newspapers, with yours truly
in The Village Voice carrying the flag out in front.

"And then Allen Ginsberg saw it," says the Judith Malina of 2009,
"and he told Kenneth Tynan to see it" ­ Britain's rebellious drama
critic, writing that season in The New Yorker ­ "and then Harold
Clurman came" and wrote enthusiastically about it in The Nation, and
the day, and the play, were saved.

As was The Living Theater itself. "The Connection" ran for more than
700 performances at 14th Street and then toured Europe and elsewhere
on the globe before being turned into a good shocking original-cast
1962 movie by Shirley Clarke.

So now it is 50 years since that opening on 14th Street, and The
Living Theater is still in business, down on Clinton Street on the
Lower East Side.

Judith Malina is also still in business, though her devoted partners
Julian Beck and Hanon Reznikov are now gone. And guess what. She is
not only directing a 50th anniversary revival of "The Connection,"
down there on Clinton Street, " but is acting in it as Sister
Salvation, the little old Salvation Army lady who somehow finds
herself up in this pad full of junkies, black and white ­ the little
old lady so sweetly played originally by Barbara Winchester, who may
well have been younger then than gutsy and vibrant Judith is now.

To steal from my own words of 50 years ago:

"This is the first production of any sort (not just theatre) in which
I have seen (heard?) modern jazz used organically and dynamically to
further the dramatic action rather than merely decorate or sabotage
it; the music by Freddie Redd and his quartet … [piano, alto, drums,
bass] … puts a highly charged contrapuntal beat under and against all
the misery and stasis and permanent total crisis of 'The
Connection's' roomful of assorted drug addicts" who are desperately
waiting for Cowboy, the dealer, to arrive with their fix.

Those four musicians ­ musicians who also took part in the play,
semi-improvisationally ­ were Freddie Redd at the piano, Jackie
McLean on sax, Larry Richie on drums, Michael Mattos on bass. The
inflection was Charlie Parker. Bird lives!

When Julian had gone back to their apartment door to bring the
playwright in, young Gelber was nowhere in sight. But he turned up
soon enough ­ "and I must say," says Judith, "he sat next to me at
every rehearsal and worked with me on every line; we really
co-directed in a way. Then we found Freddie Redd to do the music, and
then we found Jackie McLean. Jackie was always after me through the
years to bring 'The Connection' back, and now that we're doing it
he's gone and died, but fortunately left us an offspring. Jackie's
son René is in it now. Yes, on sax, of course. He also composed new music."

Back there in 1959 this playgoer knew he was in for something very
different as soon as he walked into the theater before the play
began. Up there, on stage, a few actors were milling around, but one
of them, whose name turned out to be Ernie, sat there immobile except
for a mouthpiece he was twiddling in his hands, round and round, the
only part of the instrument he hadn't hocked. And he was looking
straight at me, staring at me ­ poor square me ­ with slow-burning fury.

It was all part of the show, or in any event part of the character.
The actor's name was Gary Goodrow. He's still around and still lives
in the Village, though he's not in the new "Connection." The part is
in fact now played by a very nice 24-year-old named Brad Burgess, who
is also Judith Malina's all-purpose aide these days. As an Ernie,
he's in good company. In addition to Goodrow, the role has been done
by what Judith calls "a couple of the biggies," Joe Chaikin and Martin Sheen.

The unforgettable original actors were Gary Goodrow, Barbara
Winchester, Warren Finnerty, Jerome Raphael, Jim Anderson, Carl Lee
(as Cowboy, a black man in white-on-white garb), Henry Proach, Roscoe
Lee Browne, and William Redfield.

The current players are all members of the Living Theater's company.
Except for one, the fellow who plays Sam. He's Eno Edet, a Nigerian
who was brought up in Atlanta (sound familiar?) and was told by a
teacher: "You should go to New York."

"We were looking for someone with a real Harlem presence, and then
this guy from Atlanta walks in."

Today's other actors are Tom Walker, Eric Olsen, Anthony Sisco, Jeff
Nash (as Cowboy), Albert Lamont, Enoch Wu, and ­ as Leach, in whose
grungy digs this all takes place ­ John Kohan.

The Leach of 1959 was Warren Finnerty. He won an Obie Award, as did
the play and the Living Theater. So realistic was Finnerty's
simulation of shooting an overdose of heroin into his arm that, says
Judith, "twenty-eight people in the audience passed out, and I was
the nurse who brought them back."

Jack Gelber went on to write other plays and to teach playwriting at
Columbia University and Brooklyn College. He died at 71 in 2003. "A
dear warm-hearted friend. I loved him," says Judith, "and he loved
me. We loved each other."

So what's new in the show, Judith?

"Well, when we decided to do this, I sat down and said: What do I
want to change, 50 years later? And I didn't change anything. It's
all still good, still relevant, we didn't have cell phones, but it's
the same thing now as then. Poverty is the same, drug addiction is the same … "

And Judith Malina hasn't changed. Well, that's not true. "I'm a lot
smarter than I was then," said the tongue-in-cheek director of "The
Connection" then and now. Happy 50th birthday, dear Sister Salvation.
--

THE CONNECTION. By Jack Gelber. Directed by Judith Malina. Wednesdays
through Saturdays at 8 p.m.; Sundays at 4 p.m. Through February 13.
$30 general, $20 students and seniors. Wednesday is "Pay What You
Can" night. At the Living Theater, 21 Clinton Street, (212) 352-3101,
or livingtheater.org.

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Theater Review (NYC): The Connection

http://blogcritics.org/archives/2009/01/19/184620.php

Written by Tulis McCall
Published January 19, 2009

There are people who are coming to see this production because they
were at the first one, and it changed their lives. The Connection
opened on the Lower East Side in 1959. There was a lot of
experimental theater happening at the time (along with dance,
literature, and graphic arts): Environmental Theater, Jerzy
Grotowski, Antonin Artaud, The Performance Garage, The Wooster Group.
People were taking theater and tossing it up against the fourth wall
of convention to watch it shatter. The Living Theatre with Julian
Beck and Judith Malina was part of that movement. Since Beck's death
Malina carries on.

The Connection must have set a few heads spinning. Its
improvisational style, still in evidence, combined with its subject
matter - heroin addicts waiting for the man with the plan to show up
- with the added ingredient of jazz, in the form of Jackie McClean
and company, were about as far away from uptown as you could get.
Seeing this production, it is easy to imagine what it must have been
like when the East Side was gritty and people still smoked in
theaters. Nine years later Hair was born - a direct descendant.

This production of The Connection tries, but it does not rise to the
occasion. It feels stalled in the past, with actors in the present
unable to crowbar it free. The depiction of the junkies is wildly
uneven. They go from crystal-clear to maniacal at the drop of a hat.
There is no building tension as the time for the drug delivery gets
nearer. When it does happen, the characters again fluctuate in their
portrayal of their submission to their vice. In addition there is
"interference" from the "producer and playwright" who try to explain
their hopes and/or disappointments to us in a sort of jumbled
delivery that serves to distract us even more.

The production lasts three hours and feels like it. Although there
are a few crackling moments from Anthony Sisco (Solly), and some
decent supporting work from Brad Burgess (Ernie) and Eno Edet (Sam),
they are as chaff in the wind. Too little is spread over too great a
distance. There is of course the benefit of the Renè McLean Quartet,
which can make you levitate, so the evening is not without its mercies.

As in the recent production of Hair, there is nothing at stake for
this cast. In another sense, of course, there are a million things at
stake, like the survival of the planet and the world economy. It
would seem a perfect time to latch on to the planet and create a
piece that pulled us into its orbit with more than just lip service.
The times have changed, but greed and exploitation never seem to go
out of style.

As Barack Obama has demonstrated, dissent is not enough. The message
needs to be delivered in a manner that reflects its time. The
Connection is now a classic, and as such needs a delicate approach to
bring it to the present. Lacking that, there is no connection.
--

The Connection By Jack Gelber; directed by Judith Malina.

WITH: Tom Walker (Jim Dunn), Eric Olson (Jaybird), John Kohan
(Leach), Brad Burgess (Ernie), Eno Edet (Sam), Anthony Sisco (Solly),
Judith Malina (Sister Salvation), Jeff Nash (Cowboy) and David Copley
(Harry McNulty).

Décor by Gary Brackett; musical director, Renè McLean, with music
performed by the Renè McLean Quartet; production director, Gary
Brackett; assistant director, Judi Rymer; stage manager, Erin
Downour. Presented by the Living Theater, Ms. Malina, artistic
director. At the Living Theater, 19 Clinton Street, near Houston
Street, the Lower East Side; (212) 352-3101. At the Living Theatre
through Feb. 13.

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Pricks and Kicks in The Connection and The Judgement of Paris

http://www.villagevoice.com/2009-01-21/theater/pricks-and-kicks-in-the-connection-and-the-judgement-of-paris/

Drugs! Sex! But not much shock in these two shows.

By Alexis Soloski
Tuesday, January 20th 2009

In August 1959, an ad in The Village Voice defiantly announced that
the Living Theatre's The Connection­ by then 27-year-old playwright
Jack Gelber­was "not one of the regular Broadway, county-fair-type,
spun-sugar musicals that both the expense-account trade and the
critics" adore. One wonders what credulous theatergoer would confuse
The Connection with blue ribbons and cotton candy. At the play's
opening, a producer and playwright enter a decrepit apartment setting
and declare that since "sensational stories about narcotics" are all
the rage, they've hired some addicts to improvise on the playwright's
themes. The audience, the producer, and two cameramen watch as an
all-male assemblage of junkies wait agitatedly for their man. A jazz
quartet, helpfully present, provides musical interludes.

While The New York Times dismissed the initial production as "nothing
more than a farrago of dirt, small-time philosophy, empty talk, and
extended runs of 'cool' music," critics for the weeklies lauded it.
Jerry Tallmer at the Voice praised its "misery and stasis and
permanent total crisis," awarding the production three Obies. A cause
célèbre, The Connection ran for 722 performances. Rumors that the
play featured real addicts and real junk abounded; the Living
Theatre's artistic director, Julian Beck, liked to claim that at
least 50 men had fainted or fled the theater at the sight of an actor
inserting a hypodermic.

Fifty years on, the Living Theatre has revived The Connection, and
though the play bears little resemblance to a "spun-sugar" musical,
it will not cause anyone to faint. Time, it seems, has blunted the
needle's edge and dulled all sensation. Gelber's formal
experiments­framing devices, apparent use of improvisation, the
dissolving of the fourth wall, plotlessness­weren't new in 1959 (he
borrows from Odets, Beckett, Pirandello, and Shakespeare). And
they're older now. A couple of the young men give engaging
performances, and Judith Malina has a mazy charm in the role of a
muddled Salvation Army sister, but the boundaries of false and real
remain unrattled.

As the play's avant-garde elements no longer startle, one is forced
to concentrate on Gelber's language. If not precisely the "small-time
philosophy" and "empty talk" of the Times review, its unstudied
exchanges and passé slang don't bear much examination. Yet Gelber has
a sense of rhythm that still renders him distinct. His writing
aspires toward the quality of jazz­high notes, low notes,
improvisations, syncopation, broken time, melodic lines abandoned and
then revived. The interplay between the language and music (courtesy
of the Rene McLean Quartet) remains instructive. Underneath the idle
dialogue and junkie haze, you can hear the welcome strains of hard
bop and cool jazz.

The Judgment of Paris, a dance-theater piece, reaches past the 1950s,
past the 1850s, and into the murk of prehistory. It recounts that
ancient beauty pageant in which Prince Paris bestowed an apple upon
the victorious goddess Aphrodite. Troublesome snack, those apples.
This particular bit of produce wins him the love of Helen and
launches that dreary Trojan War.

Writer-director Austin McCormick draws upon baroque dance, French
operetta, and much of the oeuvre of Marlene Dietrich to animate this
tale. Six dancers combine pirouettes with boogie-woogie, arabesques
with can-can kicks. As the cast strip down to mere corsets and strike
indecorous poses, it's all meant to appear ferociously erotic. Yet,
while the production and its actors look marvelous, the mood's more
tedious than titillating. Independently, the choreography, songs, and
text amuse, but they don't work well in concert. The speech clutters
up the dancing; the musical numbers interfere with the story.
McCormick and his corps have labored considerably, but­that apple
aside­their work bears too little fruit.

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Music: Score one for the Dead

Music: Score one for the Dead

http://www.pacificsun.com/news/show_story.php?id=628&e=y

You aren't a Deadhead until you've heard 'Sugar Magnolia, movement VI'...

by Greg Cahill
Pacific Sun Staff
January 22, 2009

"I'm sure you've heard your share of tribute albums, both good and
bad," says composer Lee Johnson. "I feel that every tribute album
should absolutely enter the throne room with fear and trepidation."

When a friend approached Johnson in the mid-1990s about inking a
symphonic tribute to the Grateful Dead, a band with which Johnson had
no familiarity, the composer agreed with one caveat.

"I accepted on the condition that all those who were familiar with
the band would take their time as I became educated about their
music," he says, during a phone call from Lagrange College in
Georgia, where he teaches composition, music technology and related
subjects. "When that process was completed, then everyone involved
had to trust the composer could do what he needed to do as long as
the preparation was complete."

A decade later, in 2005, the Russian National Orchestra recorded the
resulting Dead Symphony No. 6, which received its concert premiere
last August with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra under conductor
Marin Alsop. The work will get its West Coast premiere next week at a
pair of Bay Area concerts by the California Symphony, under music
director Barry Jekowsky of Tiburon.

The concert is part of a tribute that includes an exhibition of
images of the band taken by photographer Herb Greene. Other featured
guests will be Johnson, official Grateful Dead biographer Dennis
McNally and David Gans, host of the syndicated radio show "The
Grateful Dead Hour."
Jekowsky will moderate a panel discussion after each concert.

It was music producer Mike Adams who conceived of the idea back in
the '70s. "He was a Deadhead and had attended a lot of shows,"
Johnson recalls. "He heard symphonic implications in their sound and
decided it would be something he would pursue. It took its time
coming about, because he had to find, as he puts it, the maestro.

"That happened to be me."

But Johnson didn't warm up to the band's freewheeling jams right away.

"I had to find the nuances between shows and versions of studio
takes, live concert performances and commentary to find the patterns
and procedures that they used," he says. "Until I came in contact
with 'China Doll,' I was still in a place where I believed, well,
this might be possible, but I'm not sure. That tune let me know this
project was achievable in every way. It became the gold standard."

Why did that tune produce an epiphany?

"It's so incredibly well written­-it's set up in such a way with its
harmonic structure and phrases. It's just artfully done­-it's
master-craftsman songwriting," Johnson says. "Once I had that tune, I
just had to find the other songs that the same level of detail, craft
and inspiration. But 'China Doll' told me that not only was this
going to happen, it was going to happen in a really big way."

In all, Johnson selected 12 Dead songs as the foundation for a dozen
movements. He also packed the work with obscure musical references;
the symphony even quotes the 19th century Italian pop song "Funiculì,
Funiculà," which Dead guitarist Jerry Garcia used to play at the
band's soundchecks.

"I went out of my way to make sure that someone exposed to their
first experience with a symphonic performance would find this to be a
journey they'd enjoy," he says. "I didn't want to frustrate or
bewilder them­-I wanted to celebrate what they love."

Dead bassist Phil Lesh, a student of modern classical composition,
reportedly plans to write a Grateful Dead symphony. Johnson looks
forward to hearing it. "I assume that if Phil ever finishes his
Grateful Dead symphony," the soft-spoken composer says, "it will kick
mine in the butt.
"Until then, we have Dead Symphony No. 6."

The California Symphony will perform Dead Symphony No. 6 on Jan. 25
and 27, at 7:30 p.m., at the Lesher Center for the Arts, 1601 Civic
Drive, Walnut Creek. $39, $59. (925) 943-SHOW

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Zinn: A voice for the powerless

Zinn: A voice for the powerless

http://www.sltrib.com/arts/ci_11471347

Literary Sundance » Historian teams with actors for festival reading.

By Ben Fulton
The Salt Lake Tribune
Updated: 01/16/2009

"Lawrence of Arabia" twisted the facts behind Europe's carving up the
Middle East after WWII. Cate Blanchett was way too young to play
52-year-old Queen Elizabeth at the height of her power. "300" went
over the top in making Persian king Xerxes 8-foot-tall.

The list of films that take liberty with historical fact is so long,
in fact, most historians no longer bother pointing out their
inaccuracies to a public more interested in entertainment.

Long-time history professor, political activist and playwright Howard
Zinn knows all about that, but brushes it aside. Here's a historian,
after all, who will take even Ken Burn's account of the U.S. Civil
War to task for concentrating too much on the heroism of military
generals instead of the common people who lived through the war.

"The greatest danger in films based on history isn't necessarily that
you will be told something false, but that the emphasis will be on
trivia," Zinn said from a hotel room in Santa Monica in advance of a
trip to Utah. "To me, the most common distortion of history is done
through emphasizing the least important facts of historical events."

Anyone who has read Zinn's best-selling history book, 1980's A
People's History of the United States , could such a comment coming
from miles away. At 86 years old, Zinn's legacy of chronicling
accounts of the United States' working poor, dispossessed, oppressed
and struggling stands, not just as an exercise in left-wing politics,
but a noble and necessary act of unearthing untold narratives.

He'll add to that legacy with a visit to the Sundance Music Cafe on
Jan. 22 to direct a live presentation titled "The People Speak:
Voices of A People's History of the United States ." The reading
celebrates the one millionth copy sold of Zinn's famous book, a
milestone hit more than five years ago, and will showcase writings of
non-famous Americans, read by big-name actors such as Benjamin Bratt,
Woody Harrelson and Marisa Tomei.

"One of the running themes of the festival has been how artists
engage with social change," said John Nien, a festival programmer who
put Zinn and the troupe of reading actors on the Sundance schedule.
"These performances do just that."

To an extent, Zinn's emphasis on the lesser-known and powerless has
carried over into independent film. Just as classrooms have
acknowledged that history is often written by the victors, film has
moved gradually from epic accounts of world conflicts and historical
figures to search for narratives that put common people at the center.

Zinn said he's encouraged by the trend in that direction, but it's
still not enough. While he counts David Lean's "The Bridge on the
River Kwai," John Sayles' "Matewan" and last year's "The Visitor" as
favorites, he said he rarely goes out to the movies for fear of
disappointment.

"'Matewan' was a rarity," he said of the account of the West Virginia
miners' strike that resulted in a battle with shots fired. "Even
today Hollywood will not touch a film about someone like [anarchist
and political activist] Emma Goldman. But they'll make a movie about
Queen Elizabeth, won't they?"

Far from an armchair academic, Zinn has also lived history at pivotal
moments. He served as a bombardier with the U.S. Army Air Force in
1945, was active in the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee
during the Civil Rights movement in the South, visited Hanoi on a
mission that brought three U.S. prisoners of war home, and was even
entrusted with a copy of "The Pentagon Papers." He lost a tenured
position at Atlanta's Spelman College in 1963 for opposing, along
with students, the school's mission to produce mannered "young
ladies," but landed on his feet at Boston University, where he taught
for 24 years before retiring in 1988.

The first time he realized the historic importance of common and
struggling people was during a 1963 service at an African-American
church, the day before a march for civil rights.

"Everyone was crowded in, trying to build up their courage because
they knew that the next day they would face down state troopers while
trying to register to vote," Zinn said.

"I listened and watched, thinking to myself that no one will see this
scene. It won't be reported in this newspaper, and it won't be on
television. It made me think about how many similar scenes were
ignored because a president, or some other person deemed important,
wasn't there."
--

Untold narratives

Howard Zinn will direct a live presentation, "The People Speak:
Voices of A People's History of the United States," Jan. 22 at 1 p.m.
at the Sundance Film Festival's Music Cafe, located on Park City's
Main Street between 7th and 9th Streets. Open to Festival pass
holders and the public (21 and over), as space allows.

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Madison's Imitations were the sound of '60s radicalism

Madison's Imitations were the sound of '60s radicalism

http://www.isthmus.com/isthmus/article.php?article=24846

Free-jazz missionaries

by Susan Kepecs
01/16/2009

Last summer, on the Union Terrace, Big Apple sax player Michael Moss
dropped a CD in my lap. Moss is married to modern dancer Judith Moss,
who teaches a popular summer class through UW Continuing Studies. All
three of us were undergrads here in the '60s. "This'll take you
back," Moss said, eyeing the disc. The hand-done letters sprawled
across the Memorex said "Fabulous Imitations, Great Hall '65."

The CD was remastered from a missing tape that surfaced under
serendipitous circumstances. Last year, On Wisconsin, the UW-Madison
alumni mag, ran an article about homegirl songstress Tracy Nelson.
The author noted briefly that Nelson belted R&B tunes with the
Imitations before she became a roots blues queen in San Francisco in
the days of love and rage. Moss responded with a letter to the
editor, which caught the eye of Imitations fan Josh Weinstein, class
of '66. Weinstein Googled Moss, whom he'd lost touch with years
before, and wound up sending him the tape.

Martin Luther King gave his "I Have a Dream" speech and John F.
Kennedy was shot the year that band came on the scene ­ 1963. As we
celebrate MLK day and Obama's inauguration next week, let's check in
on the Imitations, Madison's musical vanguard in the culture wars of
that watershed decade.

In '62, Moss and fellow Imitations founder guitarist Mel Nussbaum
were undergrads from Chicago's north side. Both were heavy into
post-bop and free jazz ­ Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, Eric Dolphy. The
first time Moss walked into the Memorial Union Rathskeller he
discovered the Friday jazz jams that were happening then; Ben Sidran
was among the regulars.

"I ran home to get my sax," Moss says.

Those sessions loomed large in his student career. "I was the
farthest-out cat, that's my claim to fame. I was looking for a whole
new scalar concept. I got into a 13-note Persian scale. I'd go up one
scale and down another."

New York jazz was breaking all the rules, but it wasn't the only hip
sound in town. Nobody could ignore the sweet soul music pouring from
the Rat's long-gone little jukeboxes and the windows of funky
Miffland apartments. From those twin influences the original
Imitations were born in Nussbaum's second-floor State Street living
room. Bass player Kip Maercklien came from a suburban Milwaukee
garage band. Drummer Myron Cohen ­ "a little Jewish kid from Fond du
Lac," he says ­ hung out with Vic Pitts' Milwaukee soul band in high
school. "They loved me 'cause I could hit."

Other players came and went. But on the Great Hall CD, besides the
hard-core four, are Richard Drake (who later became Fat Richard,
playing blues with Luther Allison) on tenor sax, Hart McNee on
baritone, Gary Karp on the keys and three singers out front ­ Irma
Routen, Chuck Matthews and Nelson.

There were other hot dance bands. Sidran has written about the
pleasure of laying down party grooves with Steve Miller and the
Ardells. Boz Scaggs was here, playing Chicago blues. But the
Imitations pursued the cutting edge. "We were a ragtag army of
free-jazz missionaries playing '60s dance music," says Nussbaum.
"We'd get in the pocket and the horn players would go off into the
stratosphere while the rock bass hung onto the party groove."

"What I remember are the chords," says Moss. "I recall how the bottom
was taken care of by Hart and Drake, so I could lay in a couple of
odd 6ths, 7ths and 9ths. I loved how fluid the horn riffs were. We
changed riffs every couple of 16 bars."

Nelson was a folksinger when she met the Imitations. "I hung around
for a while, and they let me join," she says. "It was the first time
I sang with an electric band. I felt lame and white singing with Irma
and Chuck. There was nothing they couldn't hit. But the tunes, the
big horn section ­ people loved us. Hart and Gary Karp did this James
Brown thing where they wiggled across the stage. Irma taught me the
Temptation Walk we did when we were backing up Chuck. It was a blast."

Playing frat parties paid the rent, but battle lines were drawn. "The
frats paid pretty good, but they were the enemy," recalls McNee.
"Everybody in the band was basically left of socialist. We were
playing 90% black music. We were playing for snotty rich kids and
conservative football fans, but we were for civil rights and against the war."

Nelson remembers a drunk stumbling up to her and saying "that n­­
sure can sing."

"I jumped off the stage and grabbed him by his shirt," she says.
"Myron had these giant drumsticks he cut himself. He jumped over the
drums with one stick in his teeth and another in his hand and
everybody went after the creep. There was a big melee, and then we
got back up and finished the gig, and they hired us again."

Gigs at Memorial Union venues ­ Great Hall and the Terrace ­ drew
much more progressive crowds. And new scenes opened up with the
fast-shifting times. In '65 the U.S. was bombing North Vietnam. The
antiwar movement caught fire. "The peace movement, the riots? We were
there," Nussbaum says. "There was this guy on State Street who used
to dress up like Jesus Christ and raise his hand and say 'Peace.' One
time he called and said, 'They're rioting down here. We need some
music to calm 'em down.'"

The music was changing, too. Charles Lloyd's West Coast hippie
crossover jazz, especially his seminal '66 album Forest Flower,
played on every turntable in town. In '67, the Summer of Love, the
nation's parks were filled with gatherings of the tribes. The
Imitations, with license to pour more jazz into their party music,
played Madison's first be-in at Picnic Point.

By this time Nelson was in San Francisco with her own band, Mother
Earth. Routen was singing club gigs in Chicago. McNee dropped out and
got drafted. Moss graduated and left for New York. Nussbaum, under a
cryptic alias, Sebastian Moon, put together a new self-named
incarnation of the band with Maercklien, Cohen and my homey from
Chicago's South Side, ace conguero Plato Jones. Bobby Baker, a
classically trained, Coltrane-inspired young reedman from the Windy
City who'd been an undergrad here a few years earlier, was on alto sax.

"I remember the Pied Piper thing," Baker says. "The band was what was
happening. People followed us."

But by 1970 it was all over. The Imitations had moved on. The UW
merged with the state university system; out-of-state admissions were
sharply curtailed to keep out urban radicals. Hard drugs invaded
where pot once prevailed. Nixon's presidency, the birth of
conservative campus newspaper The Badger Herald, the bombing at
Sterling Hall and soul's move to the mainstream foreshadowed the future.

Forty years later, boomer bashing is big. Ex-National Review editor
Christopher Buckley elicited vitriol with his canny satire Boomsday,
about a Gen Y blogger who advocates giving retiring "resource hog"
sexagenarians tax breaks to commit suicide. One real-life blogger
calls my generation "self-indulgent slobs who traded tree hugging for
money grubbing and unraveled the social welfare net."

Ignorance may be bliss, but it ain't right. Not everyone who lived on
the front lines of the '60s sold out. The Imitations are a case in
point. They broke down racial barriers with their bare hands and
pitted their collective voice against the war in Vietnam. Some of
them are dead now ­ Matthews, Drake and others who came and went. A
few just disappeared. But the rest keep on keepin' on.

Tracy Nelson settled outside Nashville in the '70s. You can sing
along with her Grammy-nominated '74 country-western duet with Willie
Nelson, "After the Fire Is Gone." Her '98 hit blues album on Rounder
Records, Sing It! with Irma Thomas and Marcia Ball, was nominated
too. But the album she loves best, Ebony and Irony (2001), is no
money maker. "It's absolutely eclectic ­ all the songs I'd been
sitting on that didn't fit anywhere else. I paid to put it out myself."

Here's the scoop on the rest of the Imitations. Routen sang with
Nelson on most of the Mother Earth albums. She led a jazz trio in
Europe for years. She still does a gig now and then, though her
passion is passing the torch ­ she's a driving force in elementary
arts education in the Little Rock, Ark., school district.

Cohen and Maercklien went west with Chicago blues guitarist Elvin
Bishop. Maercklien married barrelhouse jazz singer Geanie Stout; they
spent years playing club gigs on the road. Today Maercklien runs a
real estate appraisal company in San Antonio, but it's just a job.
"Music doesn't pay the bills, but it's my life," he says. "I do
Geanie's arrangements. And I always played a Fender. I just bought
myself a beautiful upright bass that I'm learning to play."

Cohen quit playing. He started a successful business that designs
cable TV systems. He became a philanthropist, sinking profits into
kids' causes. "But then a decade ago I hooked up with a giant who
liked my playing," he says. That was legendary jazz drummer Billy
Higgins. Higgins died in 2001, but Cohen keeps the flame with the
all-star San Francisco-based Higgins Legacy Band.

McNee landed in New Orleans' upper Ninth Ward. "I'm independently
poor, so I can do what I want," he says. He paints, produces albums
(including Geanie Stout's latest) and plays a fine Big Easy/global
rumba mix. He's recorded three albums since his cancer diagnosis four
years ago; two more are on the way. "I'm sure when my time comes I'll
be a blubbering coward like everybody else," he says, "but till then
I gotta get this stuff down on disc."

After Sebastian Moon broke up, Jones and Baker went with
Chicago-based hippie soul outfit Baby Huey & the Babysitters. Jones
later worked with Curtis Mayfield and the Impressions, and spent a
chunk of the '70s touring Europe with French pop diva Veronique
Sanson. Since then he's settled in with Tucson reggae institution
Neon Prophet. Baker got sick of the music scene, went to med school
and became a psychiatrist. Sometimes he regrets stepping aside, he
says, but the homemade CD he sent shows he's still got his chops.

Nussbaum ended up in New Jersey with an MBA and a computer technology
business. "Music was never good to me in terms of money," he says.
But he bought a piano to go with his guitar. He jams weekly with
friends, including Moss. He's got three MP3 albums of his own quirky
compositions, plus an adventure in Latin and blues, on his enigmatic
website, sebastianmoon.com.

Moss is still the farthest-out cat. He's in New York, leading a
double life as practicing psychologist and musical polymath. For a
while he investigated the concept of Renaissance orchestras, writing
and arranging music for cellos and violins. From far-flung travels
he's wrought world jazz. And he's still searching for new scales.
--

You can buy a copy of the Imitations at Great Hall '65 CD from
Michael Moss, m2moss@verizon.net. The production values aren't great,
to say the least. But if you're anything like me it'll take you back
to the beginning of the proverbial long, strange trip.

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Marin snapshot: Rocking behind the scenes

Marin snapshot: Rocking behind the scenes

http://www.marinij.com/lifestyles/ci_11479988

Paul Liberatore
Posted: 01/17/2009

Rita Gentry has worked quietly behind the scenes In the Bay Area rock
music business for 40 years, the past eight as executive assistant to
Marin's Carlos Santana.

Now the modest Novato resident is being honored as one of the Women
of Latin Rock at the Voices of Latin Rock concert, the fifth annual
benefit for autism awareness at San Francisco's Warfield Theatre on Jan. 24.

The 61-year-old Gentry is the only non-performer being recognized for
her contributions to the Latin music scene, including helping to
organize this show. Her fellow honorees are singers Lydia Pense and
Linda Tillery, percussionist/drummer Sheila E. and singer/pianist Wendy Haas.

For 12 years, Gentry worked for legendary rock impresario Bill Graham
as his secretary and as a production assistant. After Graham was
killed in a 1991 helicopter crash, she stayed on with his company for
another eight years. She is on the board of the Bill Graham Foundation.

Gentry, who is single, moved to Marin in the early '70s, raising two
children while working in various office capacities for the Grateful
Dead, the New Riders of the Purple Sage, Commander Cody and the Sons
of Champlin, among others.

Q: In your resume, you mention that you're a native of San Francisco
and "a participant in the Summer of Love." Were you born into the
counterculture?

A: I graduated from high school in 1965, so I was right in the heart
of it. I went to shows at the Fillmore that cost $3 for three great
acts. I wouldn't trade that time for anything. It was fabulous. You
just can't put in the paper what was so fabulous about it.

Q: Why did you get into the administrative side of the music business?

A: My background is in dance. My mother is 83 and still teaching
dancing five days a week. I grew up being a dancer - tap, ballet,
jazz, you name it. From the time I could walk, I danced, that's why I
love music. But dancing wasn't as popular as it is now, and I
couldn't be a dancer and support myself. So, instead of being on
stage, I became the person behind the scenes or in the office. I've
been a hard worker, but I've been blessed to be in the right place at
the right time.

Q: How did you get started?

A: I wasn't the kind to go to college, so I learned shorthand and
secretarial skills. I didn't want to work in the regular business
world. I wanted to do something theatrical. So I started at 680 Beech
St. in San Francisco, working for an independent company that booked
shows in Tahoe and Vegas. That's when I learned how to do artist
contracts. Since I knew how to do contracts, that's what I did. I did
contracts for all the bands. I made my little travels from group to
group, band to band.

Q: What brought you to Marin?

A: In the late '60s and early '70s, I lived in a house in Noe Valley
with six people and dogs and cheap rent. One of the guys in the house
got a job at Out of Town Tours, a booking agency for the Dead that
Sam Cutler ran in Marin. They needed someone who knew how to do
contracts, so I went to work for them in an office at 1330 Lincoln
Ave. in San Rafael. The New Riders, the Dead and Out of Town Tours
were all on the same floor.

Q: Wow. What was that like?

A: The early days were outrageous. If my parents saw where I was
working and who I was surrounded by, they wouldn't have been too
thrilled. (Laughter) But there was so much freedom and so many
opportunities for women. As opposed to a woman working in the
straight world, you had more of a chance of making your own decisions
as a woman working in the rock music business that was being created then.

Q: How did you get the job with Bill Graham?

A: I always wanted to work for the wonderful Mr. Bill Graham. So I
went and interviewed and ended up going to work for him on Feb. 26,
1979. And I quit on Feb. 26, 1999. I was his secretary, but my
favorite job was in the production department, the creative side of
the shows. I would coordinate with the stage managers, starting with
Days on the Green and going on to other large productions. I was
always the person behind the desk making sure all the people did what
they were supposed to do, from making laminates to making sure
someone had their hotel, taking care of transportation, etc.

Q: Graham had a reputation as a fire-breathing dragon. What was it
like to actually work for him that closely?

A: Even though people say he was so mean, the truth of the matter is
that in all the years I spent with him, not one time did he ever
raise his voice to me or be rude to me. He was very caring to the
women who worked in his office. And he also gave women a chance to
work. He always gave his employees the chance to do what they could
do best, male or female. Basically, it was take the ball and run with
it. If you can do it, great. If you can't, step aside.

Q: It must have been terrible for you when he died.

A: It was the absolute worst. It was the closest thing to my father
passing. For me, there's not a day that goes by that I don't think
about him. He was the guru, the creator of the rock 'n' roll show as
we know it. The best part about him was that he cared about the fans,
the person going through the doors, and the artist. The patron and
the artist came first, pretty much in that order.

Q: And now you work for Carlos Santana, who has a history with Graham as well.

A: He and Bill were very close. We can speak about Bill and we
understand each other's feelings. There's that bond between us.
Through Carlos I got involved in the Voices of Latin Rock. After the
first year, I decided I've got to get involved. I thought, 'This is
fabulous. It's like a Bill Graham thing.' I've been in my usual role
as the woman behind the curtain. In this show you're seeing artists
from every generation in the Latin music scene. And the money is
actually going to a worthwhile cause, benefiting schools in the Bay
Area dealing with autism.

Q: How does it feel to be getting this recognition from your peers?

A: I'm flattered, but I'm almost embarrassed to be honored for doing
a job that was in my heart, that I've always loved and that I hope to
stay in until the day I drop.

IF YOU GO

- What: Voices of Latin Rock, a benefit for autism awareness
- When: 7:30 p.m. Jan. 24
- Where: Warfield Theater, 982 Market St., San Francisco.
- Tickets: $45 to $75
- Information: 775-7722 or Ticketmaster.com
--

Paul Liberatore can be reached at liberatore@marinij.com

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William Burroughs, by Royal Appointment

William Burroughs, by Royal Appointment

http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/mick_brown/blog/2009/01/16/william_burroughs_by_royal_appointment

by Mick Brown
Jan 16, 2009

Nobody better embodied the maxim that the true subversive always
travels in disguise than William Burroughs. Transgressive novelist,
junkie, homosexual, erratic marksman, Burroughs was invariably to be
found dressed in a suit, tie and an expression of lugubrious
inscrutability. The notable exception to this was during his sojourn
in Morocco, when Burroughs blended in by wearing a djellaba,
invariably with the hood drawn over his head, earning him the name
among the local boys - with many of whom he was intimately acquainted
- of El Hombre Invisible.

A series of photographs of Burroughs in Paris and London (is he a
suburban bank-manager? An undertaker?), and photographs taken by him,
will be on show from next week in an intriguing exhibition at the
Maggs Gallery in Hays Mews, London.

The pictures of Burroughs were taken by his friend and cut-up
collaborator Brion Gysin, when Burroughs was living at the 'Beat
Hotel' in Paris in 1959, and by the exhibition's curator Barry Miles,
the Beat historian and author of a number of excellent books on the
period. The photographs taken by Burroughs himself are prints from a
series of negatives that the author gave to Miles when he was living
in London between 1972 and 74. These are mostly what would nowadays
be called 'psycho-geographical' studies - taken from the window of
the rooms where Burroughs was living in Duke Street, St James, and on
street-corners, demolition sites and alleyways in the vicinity, and
which Burroughs intended not as art studies but as visual
'deconstructions' and a way of developing the texts he was working on
at the time.

Most intriguing are a series of photographs of the Moka Bar, London's
first ever espresso bar, which had been opened by the actress Gina
Lollabrigida in 1953 and was located at 29 Frith Street in Soho. And
therein lies a story, which Miles recounts in his catalogue. After
attending the Democratic Party Convention in Chicago in 1968,
Burroughs became interested in the idea of 'cut-ups' as a way of
altering consciousness and subverting control. He began experimenting
with tape-recordings, recording situations on the street and then
playing them back in situ, as Burroughs put it, 'tampering with
actual reality.' Burroughs experiments suggested to him that taking
photographs and making recordings in or near some location that you
wish to discommode or destroy will disrupt the 'time space contiuum',
leading to 'accidents, fires or removals.'

In 1972 Burroughs decided that his dissatisfaction with Scientology
merited an attack on the organisation's premises, which were then
located at 37 Fitzroy Street in Bloomsbury. Over a period of some
weeks he haunted the premises, taking photographs and making
tape-recordings. Sure enough, Miles recounts, within a couple of
months the Scientologists had packed their bags and moved to 68
Tottenham Court Road.

Fortified by this success, Burroughs now attacked a new target, the
Moka Bar, where, he complained, he had been the victim of 'outrageous
and unprovoked discourtesy and poisonous cheesecake'. Burroughs began
the attack on 3 August 1972, making no secret of his activities.
'They are seething in here', he reported. 'The horrible old
proprietor, his frizzy-haired wife and slack-jawed son, the snarling
counterman. I have them and they know it.'

As Burroughs returned on a daily basis to play the previous day's
recordings and take more photographs, their business began to fall
off and they kept shorter and shorter hours. On 30 October 1972, the
Moka Bar closed. Later the premises reopened as the Queen's Snack Bar
- 'a name', Miles notes, 'that gave Burroughs a certain degree of
satisfaction.'

This exhibition is the first at Maggs Gallery, an interesting new
adjunct to Maggs Bros - London's most distinguished antiquarian
bookshop. Maggs is one of those places you could drive past 100 times
without noticing - a discreet Georgian house on Berkeley Square,
where the Maggs family have been trading since 1853, nowadays by
royal appointment. As well as antiquarian books and manuscripts, the
company have recently extended their interest into the realm of
counter-culture. A catalogue of 'international situations' contains
interesting pamphlets, posters and ephemera related to the Beats, the
Sex Pistols and the Situationists.

Even if you can't afford £2,000 for a three page typescript of
William Burroughs, Salt Chunk Mary, dated 1965 and signed by the
author in 'a child like scrawl' (he was drunk apparently) or the
£42,000 it would cost you to buy a signed first edition of TE
Lawrence's Seven Pillars of Wisdom - it's worth pretending you can in
order to ring the bell, gain admission to Maggs and lose yourself
happily browsing the shelves.

There are few things more seductive than the evocative aroma of
aisles and aisles of rare books - a limitless world of ideas, lining
the shelves like time-bombs, waiting to be opened and exploded.
Subversives disguised in fine leather binding.
--

William S Burroughs: London Photographs is at Maggs Gallery, 50 Hays
Mews, London W1J 5QJ, from January 19 to February 20

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Monday, January 26, 2009

A Bill Ayers miscellany

[5 articles]

Our war on terror ­ in Moraga, Calif.

http://worldnetdaily.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=86241

Posted: January 16, 2009
by Melanie Morgan

Unrepentant terrorist Bill Ayers is back in the news ­ and not
because he's buddies with President-elect Barack Obama.

Obama shook him off enough to placate some voters, but the publicity
over the Obama-Ayers connection reminded red-blooded Americans of the
monsters among us. We're fighting back and sending a clear message:
Elitist educational institutions may think it's OK to rub elbows with
terrorists, but we won't stand for it.

Citizens have already hounded universities that have invited Ayers to
speak, and some have rescinded their invitations. The University of
Nebraska told Ayers to stay home, and DuPage College also yanked
their invitation.

Now, St. Mary's College of Moraga ­ a Catholic university ­ has
invited Ayers to speak on campus. American patriots are mobilizing to
stop this madness. My group, Move America Forward, is working with
other organizations (including Patriot Guard Riders, a motorcycle
group with over 150,000 members) as well as Contra Costa County,
Calif., Republican Party members, young Republicans at San Francisco
State University and other student GOP groups to stymie Ayers'
ability to spread his radical ideas. If Republicans and conservatives
can't rally to fight against a domestic terrorist, then we are doomed
as a party.

Most shocking to me is that a Catholic institution would invite a
terrorist onto its campus. Despite what Nancy Pelosi has said, the
Catholic Church is pro-life. What would possess a Catholic college to
sponsor somebody who used bombs and violence against America?
Honestly, it makes me want to call an exorcist.

The church also condemns violence, so I wonder what the bishops,
cardinals and the pope think about Ayers' ugly history as a terrorist
who helped bomb the United States Capitol in 1971, the Pentagon in
1972 and the New York City Police Headquarters in 1970. The only
difference between Ayers and the radical Muslims who attacked the
United States on Sept. 11, 2001, is that Ayers wasn't clever enough
to hijack planes and use them as weapons of mass destruction.

Ayers has denied that he was a terrorist, which further proves that
he is dangerously sick in the head.

"We weren't terrorists," Ayers told an interviewer for the Chicago
Tribune in 2001. "The reason we weren't terrorists is because we did
not commit random acts of terror against people. Terrorism was what
was being practiced in the countryside of Vietnam by the United States."

Ayers wrote this in his memoir:"Although the bomb that rocked the
Pentagon was itsy-bitsy ­ weighing close to two pounds ­ it caused
'tens of thousands of dollars' of damage. The operation cost under
$500, and no one was killed or even hurt."

Ayers' bombs were lethal. Three of his radical buddies (including his
girlfriend) were killed while building bombs in 1970. But, of course,
nobody was hurt by WMDs, if you ask Ayers.

Americans understand that we are in a war against terrorists,
domestic and foreign. Ayers may have gotten away with his crimes, due
to legal technicalities, but we will not let him roam free and allow
him to poison the minds of Americans. I will track him and those who
give him cover, and I have a lot of company to help.

MAF will hold a press conference on Monday in Sacramento, and
conferences condemning Ayers' appearance at St. Mary's will also be
held in San Francisco and Moraga. The bottom line is that Ayers is
not fit to speak to any respectable audience. It's time that elitist
academia wakes up.

The Patriot Guard Riders will help wake them up with hundreds of
roaring Harleys. They have sent a call to arms to all of their
chapters throughout the United States. St. Mary's leaders might want
to invest in some earplugs if they insist on allowing Ayers onto their campus.

I don't want to hear from radicals who claim we are trying to violate
Ayers' rights to free speech. As far as I'm concerned, no terrorist
has a right to speak in this country, which is at war with
terrorists. America-haters will no longer get a free pass when they
open our universities to terrorists like Ayers and Iranian President
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.

We don't need to hear from these monsters. We've seen and heard
enough, and we will do everything that is legal to stop Ayers'
appearance, including appealing to the Catholic Church.

The Catholic Church must intervene. It stands for life and peace, not
the hate and violence that Ayers and his group inflicted on others.

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Bill Ayers coming to St. Mary's College; conservatives plan protest

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/sfgate/detail?blogid=14&entry_id=34747

By: Joe Garofoli
January 19 2009

Bill Ayers -- yes, THAT Bill Ayers, the Weather Underground
co-founder, university professor, early Obama supporter and disproven
GOP boogeyman -- is coming to speak at St. Mary's University Moraga.
Yes, THAT Moraga -- as in ... uh ... uh ... cul-de-sacs.

Ayers will be at St. Mary's at 7:30 p.m. Jan. 28 at the Soda Center
for a public lecture. The title of his speech: "Social Justice." St.
Mary's describes Ayers as "an American education theorist and
advocate who is also known for his 1960s anti-war activism. A
professor in the College of Education at the University of Illinois
at Chicago, Ayers' work focuses on education reform, curriculum, and
instruction."

And conservatives are TICKED.

Yes, even though St. Mary's is a private university that is not
sucking off the public teat, ex-KSFO talk show host Melanie Morgan is
leading a protest of Ayers. As Mel wrote in an e-mail to supporters
"This domestic terrorist is coming to St. Mary's College (a Catholic
University in the San Francisco Bay Area) to spew his anti-American,
leftist trash talk. His right to (hate) speech is guaranteed by the
very soldiers whom he plotted to blow up back in the 1960s.

"We need to deny him a soap-box," Morgan said. In swipe at liberals,
the group calls itself "The Simple Justice ... Not Social Justice
Coalition" and maps out its plans on a Web site here.

It will be a critical early test of conservative resistance after the
inaugural Obamamania fest. Or, as Morgan said: "If conservatives
can't rally around this critical issue where we have 'absolute moral
authority' well, then, we are screwed."

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Speech is not free for all at FSU

http://www.tallahassee.com/article/20090115/OPINION05/901150304/1006/OPINION

Liam Julian • My View
January 15, 2009

Bill Ayers' Tallahassee stopover has done at least some good by
exposing the flimsiness of that doctrine that calls itself "campus
free speech."

We know the facts about Ayers: He told the New York Times ­ in an
article published on Sept. 11, 2001, no less ­ that he didn't "regret
setting bombs" in police stations, at the Capitol and at the Pentagon
in the 1970s, when he was a member of the Weather Underground. Ayers
continued: "I feel we didn't do enough."

We know all that. We also know that Ayers is an "education reformer,"
ostensibly for which reason he was invited to speak this week at
Florida State University. And yet Sol Stern, an education scholar at
the conservative Manhattan Institute, has written that "Calling Bill
Ayers a school reformer is a bit like calling Joseph Stalin an
agricultural reformer." The analogy is confirmed by even a cursory
investigation of Ayers' stated beliefs (and his class syllabi), which
have little to do with traditional education and ­ with their
emphasis on teaching about societal unfairness and oppression ­ are
more likely to destroy schools than help them.

If there's one thing America's students (especially disadvantaged
ones) do not need, it's to be inundated in classrooms with noxious
notions about revolution, violence and tyranny. Every real education
reformer worth his salt, whether conservative or liberal, agrees that
the ideology of victimization that Ayers preaches is toxic. Pupils
learn best when taught reading, writing and math in disciplined
environments by teachers who accept no excuses for failure.

So: The harmful and flawed educational notions of a man who hid from
the law after bombing buildings in which served our nation's police,
elected officials and military personnel is, according to FSU,
protected speech that public money should fund.

But protestations against Ayers' ideas apparently do not deserve
similar protection. The Democrat reported that two men ­ one dressed
as Osama bin Laden, the other as Timothy McVeigh ­ attempted to make
evident their disapproval of Ayers' views and actions by
distributing, outside the student union, fliers mockingly described
as "from the terrorist community." The men were removed to Landis
Green, a designated "free-speech zone" that has the considerable
drawback of being nowhere near the ballroom where Ayers spoke and,
thus, allowing only the free speech that nobody is free to hear. Oh
well: At least neither was tased.

The university's actions are discordant. They are especially so
because FSU President T.K. Wetherell defended the invitation to Ayers
in part by writing, "Danger lies not in some speaker's ideas. Danger
lies in teaching students that ideas they don't agree with are not important."

Wetherell's first sentence is baseless: History offers innumerable
examples of danger lying in the ignoble ideas that certain speakers
advance. Wetherell's second sentence is unobjectionable but was
pointedly violated at the Ayers event when FSU police unaccountably
transported protesters to campus Siberia.

Taken together, though, his two sentences are superfluous.

For no matter one's position on Ayers' ideas, they are not, as
Wetherell suggests, "important." The sole reason anyone outside
Chicago gives a hoot about Ayers is because he planted bombs and,
decades later, had fleeting contact with the president-elect. When,
in 2007, Columbia University hosted the racist Iranian President
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, its administration could at least justify the
invitation by noting that Ahmadinejad, for all his ranting, was a
national leader. Ayers has no such clout.

What, then, about protecting campus free speech at FSU? Whether Ayers
should have visited campus is less a matter of free speech than of
taste and discernment. To civilized and intelligent people, Ayers'
ideas are (should be) plainly foolish; his actions and associations
are (should be) plainly revolting. Certainly Ayers can say what he
wishes. But the question for FSU's administration was whether to
assent to pay him thousands of dollars to do so in the university's
environs. The administration's acquiescence, then, signaled not that
Ayers' ideas merited free-speech protection (which they already have)
but that his ideas merited promulgation on FSU's dime.

And ­ the irony! ­ at the same time FSU was furthering the
disbursement of shoddy thinking under the guise of protecting free
speech, it was actively suppressing free speech by banishing
protesters to an Orwellian-sounding "free-speech zone."

Should Ayers have come to FSU or not? Let the debate continue if it
must, but let us not pretend the argument is one about the free
exchange of important ideas.

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Ayers speaks to a full house at FSU

http://www.tallahassee.com/article/20090113/FSU01/901130319/1008/FSU

Oglesby Union Ballroom was a protest-free zone

By Doug Blackburn • DEMOCRAT SENIOR WRITER
January 13, 2009

Florida State University's Oglesby Union Ballroom was a protest-free
zone Monday night.

The irony wasn't lost on Bill Ayers, the keynote speaker and a
one-time student activist who came of age during the 1960s.

Ayers shook his head in dismay when informed prior to taking the
stage about the signs taped to the ballroom doors. They read: "This
is a (sic) educational forum; disturbances will not be tolerated."

Said Ayers, "That doesn't seem right. I'm the type who would be
protesting inside precisely because they said you couldn't be
protesting inside."

There were students on hand ready to express their displeasure at Ayers' visit.

Two young men dressed as Osama Bin Laden and Timothy McVeigh
attempted to distribute fliers outside the student union from "the
terrorist community." But they were escorted by FSU police to a
designated "free-speech zone" at least 100 yards away on Landis Green.

The lone person to voice dissent during Ayers' 30-minute talk on
educational reform was quickly escorted out of the nearly packed
ballroom by university police.

Ayers co-founded the Weather Underground, a group that bombed several
public buildings in the early 1970s. He was never convicted of any crimes.

Today he is a noted author and professor at the University of
Illinois-Chicago. In 1997, he was named the city's Citizen of the
Year for his work on educational reform.

But that didn't keep Ayers from becoming a flash point during the
2008 presidential campaign, as first Hillary Clinton and then
Republican candidates John McCain and Sarah Palin labeled Ayers a
"terrorist" and attempted to tie Democratic presidential candidate
Barack Obama to Ayers, who lives two blocks away from the Obamas in
Chicago's Hyde Park neighborhood.

An FSU student organization, the Institute for Liberal Studies, last
month invited Ayers to speak on campus. During the fall semester, the
same group had brought State Attorney Willie Meggs to be a guest at
one of its events.

"We're a university community," said John Marvel, the ILS member who
arranged Ayers' visit. "We welcome an exchange of ideas."

FSU President T.K. Wetherell concurred. In a written statement
distributed by university officials, Wetherell affirmed the
university's commitment to free speech.

"Danger lies not in some speaker's ideas," the statement said.
"Danger lies in teaching students that ideas they don't agree with
are not important."

While Ayers' primary focus was supposed to be educational reform, the
bulk of his address centered on political awareness and framing the
key issues facing us today.

"What are we doing in the period of 'Yes, we can?' What are you
doing?" Ayers asked. "What am I doing?

"We have to learn to open our eyes ­ not once, but again and again."

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State senator wants to ban 'admitted terrorists' from teaching at
Illinois colleges Amanda Vinicky,

http://publicbroadcasting.net/kwmu/news.newsmain?action=article&ARTICLE_ID=1459230&sectionID=1

Illinois Public Radio SPRINGFIELD, ILL.
(2009-01-19)

A State Senator in Illinois has introduced a measure that would
forbid "admitted terrorists" from working at any public college or
university in the state.

Republican Senator Larry Bomke said the idea came when he learned
Bill Ayers is a professor working for the University of Illinois at Chicago.

In the 1960s, Ayers was involved with the radical anti-Vietnam War
group the Weather Underground, which was responsible for several
bombings and other violent acts.

Ayers has said he has no regrets. And Senator Bomke, R-Springfield,
said he's outraged taxpayers are funding Ayers's salary.

"If we had a known pedophile, an admitted pedophile who had not been
convicted, but an admitted pedophile, any school would be outraged to
have that individual teaching kindergarten," Bomke said. "So why
would we want an admitted terrorist, an unrepentant terrorist,
teaching kids at a university?"

During the presidential campaign, conservatives tried to connect
Ayers to Barack Obama, pointing out Mr. Obama chaired an education
reform group Ayers founded in Chicago.

The President-elect has downplayed any ties.

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Bill Ayers denied entry to Canada

[4 articles]

William Ayers turned back at Canadian border

http://www.thestar.com/News/Canada/article/573462

Jan 19, 2009
Debra Black
Staff Reporter

An American education professor, one of the founders of a radical
1960s group known as the Weather Underground, which was responsible
for a number of bombings in the United States in the early 1970s, was
turned back at the Canadian border last night.

Dr. William Ayers, a professor of education at the University of
Illinois-Chicago and a leader in educational reform, was scheduled to
speak at the Centre for Urban Schooling at University of Toronto's
Ontario Institute for Studies in Education. But that appearance has
now been temporarily cancelled.

"I don't know why I was turned back," Ayers said in an interview this
morning from Chicago. "I got off the plane like everyone else and I
was asked to come over to the other side. The border guards reviewed
some stuff and said I wasn't going to be allowed into Canada. To me
it seems quite bureaucratic and not at all interesting ... If it were
me I would have let me in. I couldn't possibly be a threat to Canada."

Ayers made headlines this summer after Republican vice-presidential
candidate Sarah Palin suggested that then-Democratic presidential
candidate Barack Obama hung around with domestic terrorists like
Ayers. The professor had hosted a meet-the-candidate event at his
home for Obama in 1995, during his run for the state Senate. They
also worked together on Chicago school reform and served on a charity
board together.

Ayers first rose to notoriety in the early 1970s with the Weather
Underground. The group claimed responsibility for bombings at the
U.S. Capitol, a Pentagon restroom and New York City police
headquarters. In 1970, a townhouse in New York the group was using to
build a bomb blew up.

Nowadays, Ayers is known more for his work in educational reform. He
has written or edited more than a dozen books ­ including his 2001
memoir Fugitive Days ­ and travels around the world giving lectures
on education.

Jeffrey Kugler, executive director of the Centre for Urban Schooling,
is deeply disappointed in the turn of events. For him it's a question
of academic freedom. "It's kind of ironic the day before Barack Obama
is going to become president this is what the Canadian border
security has done," said Kugler. "It seems ridiculous that one
university can't have a professor from another university to come and
give a lecture on an important educational topic."

Kugler waited for five hours at the Toronto Island airport for Ayers.
He was with a lawyer, but the border guard refused to allow Ayers to
see the lawyer.

"The entire four or five hours he was not allowed to have
representation at all. To me this is an issue of academic freedom. He
could not be a threat to anyone ever. Anyone who knows anything about
this man ­ he's a distinguished scholar at the University of Illinois
and he has been involved in education reform over the past 15 years.
To imagine in any way he was a threat to Canada is really absurd."

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Ayers denied entry to Canada

http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/chi-ap-na-canada-ayers-barr,0,4566981.story

Associated Press
January 19, 2009

TORONTO - William Ayers, a former U.S. radical who featured
prominently in Republican efforts to thwart Barack Obama's election
campaign, has been denied entry to Canada.

The University of Toronto's Centre for Urban Schooling issued a
statement Monday saying Ayers was denied entry to Canada on Sunday night.

Forty years ago Ayers was a member of the Weather Underground, a
radical group that claimed responsibility for a series of bombings,
including nonfatal explosions at the Pentagon and U.S. Capitol.

Ayers was a fugitive for years but after surrendering in 1980 the
charges were dropped because of prosecutorial misconduct.

Obama had a very limited relationship with Ayers, whose Chicago home
is in the same neighborhood. They served together on the board of a
Chicago charity, and in the mid-1990s when Obama first ran for
office, Ayers hosted a meet-the-candidate session for Obama at his home.

Obama has condemned Ayers' radical activities. There's no evidence
the two ever were close friends or that Ayers advised Obama on
policy. Ayers has said he hardly knew Obama.

The Canadian center said it was surprised Ayers, a distinguished
professor, community organizer and author, would be deemed a threat
by Canadian border security. It said Ayers was refused entry because
of a 1969 conviction during an anti-war demonstration.

Ayers was not allowed an opportunity to meet with his lawyer, the
center said. Paul Copeland, his lawyer in Canada, said he was wasn't
allowed to speak to Ayers or a border supervisor.

Copeland said Ayers was denied entry at Toronto's island airport.

"I couldn't get anybody to talk to me and it doesn't surprise me,"
Copeland said.

Ayers told Canada's Globe and Mail newspaper that he has traveled to
Canada more than a dozen times in the past.

"It seems very arbitrary," he said. "The border agent said I had a
conviction for a felony from 1969. I have several arrests for
misdemeanors, but not for felonies."

Canada Border Services Agency spokeswoman Anna Page said the agency
couldn't comment on the case because of privacy laws. Page said any
traveler coming to Canada needs to satisfy a border services agency
officer about their admissibility.

Ayers was front and center in GOP claims that Obama was "palling
around with terrorists," as Republican vice presidential nominee
Sarah Palin put it.

"I think my relationship with Obama was probably like thousands of
others in Chicago. And, like millions and millions of others, I wish
I knew him better," Ayers said in a newspaper interview.

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Ayers denied entry to Canada

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20090119.wayers0119/BNStory/International/home

MARINA JIMENEZ
Globe and Mail Update
January 19, 2009

An American academic and former 1960s radical accused by U.S.
vice-presidential candidate Sarah Palin of being a "terrorist" friend
of Barack Obama's has been denied entry into Canada to speak at an
education conference.

William Ayers, a distinguished education professor from the
University of Illinois at Chicago, said he was perplexed and
disappointed when the Canada Border Services Agency declared him
inadmissible at the Toronto City Centre Airport on Sunday evening.

He said he has travelled to Canada more than a dozen times in the past.

"It seems very arbitrary," he said. "The border agent said I had a
conviction for a felony from 1969. I have several arrests for
misdemeanours, but not for felonies."

Mr. Ayers, 64, was thrust into the global spotlight during the
Democratic primaries last spring, when Hillary Clinton questioned Mr.
Obama's association with him. In the fall, during the general
election campaign, Ms. Palin told a Republican rally that Mr. Obama
was "palling around with terrorists," meaning Mr. Ayers.

The educator was a co-founder of the Weather Underground, a group
that planted bombs on government property, including New York City
police headquarters in 1970, the U.S. Capitol building the following
year and the Pentagon in 1972.

In 1970, three group members, including Mr. Ayers's girlfriend, died
when a nail bomb they were assembling went off. Mr. Ayers, the son of
a wealthy Chicago philanthropist, went into hiding and resurfaced a
decade later. The charges against him were eventually dropped because
of prosecutorial misconduct, and he went on to refashion his life as
an author and lecturer.

Mr. Ayers said Mr. Obama would have been a young child during his
activist years, and that he met the president-elect long after his
time as a Weatherman. They served together on the board of a charity
in the 1990s and were neighbours in Chicago. "I think most people
rejected that dishonest narrative about me, and of guilt by
association," Mr. Ayers said.

Anna Pape, a CBSA spokeswoman, said she cannot comment on the Ayers
case. People may be denied entry into Canada for reasons of
criminality, human-rights violations, security or health, she said.

Jeffrey Kugler, executive director of the Centre for Urban Schooling
at the University of Toronto, called the refusal to allow the
professor into the country a violation of academic freedom. His
organization, which invited him to speak on the University of Toronto
campus, had to move the event to a larger facility after an
outpouring of interest in the wake of a Globe and Mail story last week.

"There is no one who could have thought it possible there was any
danger to Canadians to letting him in," Mr. Kugler said.

Mr. Ayers had planned to speak about education reform and to
reference both the 80th birthday of Martin Luther King yesterday and
the importance of Mr. Obama's inauguration today.

Paul Copeland, his lawyer, called the decision of the CBSA
"arbitrary," and said the agency could have issued Mr. Ayers a
temporary resident permit.

Mr. Ayers said Canadian authorities denied him entry on one other
occasion, in 2005, but that otherwise he has never had trouble
entering the country. He also travels to China, Taiwan and the United
Kingdom giving lectures on education and has written several books,
including Fugitive Days and Race Course.

In a recent op-ed piece in The New York Times, Mr. Ayers acknowledged
that the Weather Underground "crossed lines of legality, of propriety
and perhaps even common sense."

"Peaceful protests had failed to stop the [Vietnam] war. So we issued
a screaming response. But it was not terrorism," he wrote.

Sergio Karas, an immigration lawyer, suggested CBSA officers may have
been "overly zealous," noting that Mr. Ayers is not a member of an
active radical group. "They always have discretion and in this case,
considering the facts, may have needed to exercise better judgment."

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Ayers denied entry into Canada

http://www.chicagobreakingnews.com/2009/01/report-bill-ayers-turned-back-at-canadian-border.html

January 19, 2009

Toronto educators canceled a series of lectures and meetings
featuring Williams Ayers today after Canadian border officers Sunday
night refused to allow the Chicago resident and professor to leave
the airport in Toronto.

Ayers, a professor of education at the University of Illinois at
Chicago and former member of the Weather Underground, found his 1960s
radical past briefly at the center of the 2008 presidential election.

But he is well-regarded among urban educators and had been scheduled
to deliver lectures and interviews today on education initiatives for
marginalized students, said Jeffrey Kugler, executive director of the
Centre for Urban Schooling at the Ontario Institute for Studies in
Education at the University of Toronto.

"We were at the airport waiting to pick Bill up. He just never came
out, really," Kugler said.

After Ayers' flight landed at 6 p.m., Kugler said he and an attorney
waited until 10:30 p.m. before officials from the Canadian Border
Services Agency told them that Ayers had been put back onto a plane to Chicago.

Officials with the Canadian government referred questions on the
matter to the Canadian Border Services Agency. Ayers, back in
Chicago, did not respond to interview requests.

Kugler said the Centre for Urban Schooling was left scrambling to
cancel a busy day of appointments for Ayers. He had been scheduled to
deliver a lecture at an inner-city teacher education program, to
speak with principals and senior staff from the Toronto District
School Board, to visit a classroom and to talk with community youth
workers. Later, radio and television interviews were scheduled,
followed by an evening lecture, Kugler said.

"Everything was scrapped," Kugler said. "We're going to try it again
for sure. But first he's going to find out more about what the issue
is that might be stopping him."

Ayers was an anti-war activist in the late 1960s and early 1970s, and
joined the Weathermen, which later became the Weather Underground.
The group set off bombs at government buildings, and Ayers in his
2001 book Fugitive Days said he participated, but never hurt anyone.

The federal government dropped charges against him in 1973. Ayers
later became a noted educator and in 1997 was named Chicago citizen
of the year.

When president-elect Barack Obama began his first state senate bid in
the mid-'90s, he visited Ayers' home for a meeting. Ayers and Obama
later worked together on school reform issues.

During the election, Republican presidential candidate and U.S. Sen.
John McCain pointed out the connection and characterized Ayers as "an
unrepentant terrorist."
--

jjanega@tribune.com

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Newly found article confirms Obama 'Dreams' fraud

Newly found article confirms Obama 'Dreams' fraud

http://www.wnd.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=86138

Posted: January 15, 2009
by Jack Cashill

The belief that moribund institutions, rather than individuals are at
the root of the problem, keep SAM's energies alive. ­ Barack Obama,
"Breaking The War Mentality"

The highly indicative sentence above comes from an 1,800-word article
Barack Obama wrote for Columbia's weekly news magazine, Sundial, at
the height of the KGB-generated anti-nuke craze in March 1983. Obama
was 21 at the time.

The sentence nicely captures Obama's skill as a writer. The noun,
"belief," and the verb, "keep," don't agree ­ one of an appalling
five such noun-verb mismatches in the essay ­ and the punctuation is
fully random.

More problematically, the word choice sucks all logic out of the
sentence. In the previous paragraph, Obama had warned his readers
about the "the relentless, often silent spread of militarism in the country."

In this paragraph, the reader is told that these same military
institutions are "moribund"­that is "nearly dead." How their
debilitated state keeps the "energies" of the Students Against
Militarism (SAM) "alive" is apparently left to the reader's imagination.

This essay, posted two days ago by Ben Smith on his Politico blog,
represents the single best example of Obama's native writing skills
yet unearthed.

It should put an end to the charade that Barack Obama wrote his 1995
memoir "Dreams From My Father" unaided, but it probably won't. The
literary left has committed itself to Obama's genius.

"He wrote it himself," esteemed British author Jonathan Raban wrote
of Obama's "Dreams" just last week in The Wall Street Journal. "Every
sentence has its own graceful cadence. He could just as easily have
been a novelist as a politician."

In "Breaking The War Mentality," every sentence clunks. Obama not
only makes scores of basic grammatical errors ­ these, with practice,
he might have learned to correct ­ but he also fails to turn one
lively or concise or even interesting phrase in the entire essay.
Here are some samples:

"An entirely student-run organization, SAM casts a wider net than
ARA, though for the purposes of effectiveness, they have tried to
lock in on one issue at a time."

"At this time, the current major issue is the Solomon Bill, the
latest legislation from Congress to obtain compliance to registration."

"Perhaps the essential goodness of humanity is an arguable
proposition, but by observing the SAM meeting last Thursday night,
with its solid turnout and enthusiasm, one might be persuaded that
the manifestations of our better instincts can at least match the bad ones."

We are asked to believe that in just a decade, without any additional
training, Obama was able to write sentences like the following from "Dreams":

"Winter came and the city turned monochrome-black trees against gray
sky above white earth. Night now fell in midafternoon, especially
when the snowstorms rolled in, boundless prairie storms that set the
sky close to the ground, the city lights reflected against the clouds."

Please! To put Obama's talents in perspective, imagine him as a
golfer. "Breaking The War Mentality" nets him about a 105 on an easy
public course.

Obama plays two more times in the next 10 years. His 1988 essay, "Why
Organize," earns him about a 103 on the same course. His unsigned
1990 Harvard Law Review case note chalks in at 99, thanks largely to
superior editing.

After taking the next five years off, Obama takes a turn at Augusta
National and, lo and behold, breaks par. The only catch, of course,
is that he played by himself and signed his own scorecard.

After "Dreams" was published in 1995, Obama's typewriter fell silent
once again. For more than a decade, this literary wunderkind
contributed not one signed word to any law journal or other
publication of note.

Writes Ohio State classics professor Bruce Heiden in a clever essay
deconstructing Dreams' 1995 Introduction and 2004 Preface, "When
Obama's ephemeral performance as book-trade personality has run its
course, it disappears from his life without residue."

As Heiden observes, after the 1995 publication of "Dreams," Obama
fails not just to write anything new, but even to re-read his memoir
or reflect on his writing, unusual behavior for an anointed literary genius.

As I have argued previously, the evidence that terrorist emeritus
Bill Ayers doctored "Dreams" overwhelms the dispassionate observer.

Unlike Obama, Ayers has a well-established paper trail. He
co-authored the 1974 tract, "Prairie Fire: The Politics of
Revolutionary Anti-Imperialism," in which book, by the way, he
misspells Frantz Fanon's first name as "Franz" just as Obama does in "Dreams."

In his underground years, Ayers read and wrote relentlessly. After
receiving his doctorate in education from Columbia in 1987 ­ and
given Obama's exploration of radical groups, a likely meeting place ­
he began a highly successful career as a writer and editor. He has
nearly 20 books to his credit, not including "Dreams From My Father."

Ayers provided an informal editing service for like-minded friends in
the neighborhood. Aspiring radical Rashid Khalidi attests to this in
the very first sentence of the acknowledgements in his 2004 book,
"Resurrecting Empire."

"There are many people without whose support and assistance I could
not have written this book, or written it in the way that it was
written," Khalidi writes. "First, chronologically, and in other ways,
comes Bill Ayers."

There was a good deal of literary back-scratching going on in
Chicago's Hyde Park. Obama, for instance, wrote a short and glowing
review of Ayers' 1997 book, "A Kind and Just Parent," for the Chicago Tribune.

In that same book, perhaps with a self-congratulatory wink, Ayers
cites the "writer" Barack Obama as one among the celebrities in his
neighborhood.

Obama's memoir was published in June 1995. Earlier that year, Ayers
helped Obama get appointed chairman of the Chicago Annenberg
Challenge grant. In the fall of that same year, 1995, Ayers helped
blaze Obama's path to political power with a fundraiser in his Chicago home.

In short, Ayers had the means, the motive and the ability to jump
start Obama's literary career, and Obama needed all the help he could get.

He is not a writer in any more than name, never was, and never will be.

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Ex-Black Panther: More change needed

Ex-Black Panther: More change needed

http://www.tmnews.com/stories/2009/01/19/news.nw-380104.tms

By Brady Gillihan bgillihan@heraldt.com
January 19, 2009

BLOOMINGTON ­ Elaine Brown, the first and only woman to lead the
controversial Black Panther Party in the 1970s, spoke Sunday
afternoon at Indiana University on racism, politics and what Martin
Luther King Jr. might have been describing in his "I Have a Dream" speech.

Speaking in the Indiana Memorial Union's Whittenberger Auditorium,
Brown challenged the notion that the U.S. has seen the fulfillment of
King's "dream."

Brown said King believed that though many civil rights had been
granted to black people, there were many injustices, including that
"of all the good things in life, the Negro has approximately one half
of the whites. And of the bad things, he has twice as much."

Brown said King was launching a "poor people's campaign" at the end
of his life.

Brown asserted that blacks, by and large, are still heavily affected
by lack of education, poor health care and the higher than usual
prison ratio of black men to other races.

"Now, I know no one wants to talk about these things, but if we want
to talk about Dr. King and pretend, and whitewash the situation, then
we can go ahead and do that. But I want to talk about the real Dr.
King, and celebrate the life of a hero, and really, a freedom fighter."

Brown's speech focused on a "complete redistribution of wealth," free
health care, more and better education opportunities and an admission
that while people can and perhaps should be recognized to be of their
own race, no race or class should lord over another ­ directly or indirectly.

In Brown's memoir, "A Taste of Power: A Black Woman's Story," she
recounts her life from the ghettos of North Philadelphia to her
leadership in one of the most important and militant civil rights
groups in U.S. history. The book has been optioned by HBO for its
planned six-part series, "The Black Panthers."

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MacArthur genius set sights on 'Wounded Knee'

MacArthur genius set sights on 'Wounded Knee'

http://www.parkrecord.com/scene/ci_11473086

Greg Marshall, Of the Record staff
Posted: 01/16/2009

Here's how documentary filmmaker Stanley Nelson describes his
creative process. "We write a detailed script, and then we throw it out."

Nelson and longtime collaborator and screenwriter Marcia Smith spent
two years compiling footage, writing, editing and taping interviews
for "Wounded Knee," a film that chronicles the 71-day standoff
between American Indian Movement activists and federal troops near
the site of the Wounded Knee Massacre almost 100 years earlier.

The confrontation in the winter of 1973 brought national attention to
the Lakota tribe, attracted nationwide news coverage, and captured
some of the American West's most iconic images. The
cowboys-and-Indians drama played out against vast open spaces as the
Lakota brandished rifles and federal tanks encircled and crept in on
the band. "The occupiers of Wounded Knee were so good at exploiting
stereotypes," mused Nelson. "They wore braids with ribbons in their
hair. It was a huge confrontation, and it was in the middle of
nowhere. Once news crews were assigned to the story, they had to
stick around."

Nelson pared down more than 100 hours of footage to make the
74-minute documentary, which spans the 80 years after Geronimo died
through the Wounded Knee standoff in the early 1970s. The film, the
fifth in a series to air on PBS May 11, was a departure for the
filmmaker, whose previous work has focused on the black experience in
the United States.

Nelson has gained notoriety for his work at the festival with a slew
of films. "A Place of Our Own" screened at the festival in 2004 and
"The Murder of Emmett Till," won a Special Jury Prize from Sundance
in 2003, along with a Peabody Award and a Primetime Emmy. "Marcus
Garvey: Look for Me in the Whirlwind," screened at Sundance in 2001.

"In the past, we've proposed projects," Nelson explained. "This was
the first time someone approached us and asked if we wanted to work
on something."

Even though Nelson didn't know much about the documentary's topic, he
jumped at the chance to work on such an ambitious project. "The
learning curve was different," he said. "I don't know if it was any
steeper, just different."

Nelson noted that although the experiences of some African-Americans
and Native Americans bear similarities, they remain distinct. "You
can't get into who has been through the most misery," he said. "It's
a very different history, so we ended up in very different places."

Different, too, is the increased commercial viability of
documentaries in the mainstream U.S. market. "They're being
recognized," Nelson said. "People are going to see them. It's a lot
sexier thing than it used to be."

The trend for minority filmmakers, though, doesn't necessarily match
the upward tick of documentaries in general.

"Many of the programs that were once available to people of color
just aren't there anymore," Nelson said, and added, "Minorities often
don't have friends in high places."

Nelson pointed to his own upbringing in New York City's public
schools, open college enrollment and grants that helped him become
one of the most decorated documentary filmmakers of his generation.

The quandary is largely financial. Either filmmakers finance their
own projects or forge connections in film school, both of which are
expensive propositions. Nelson, who is the executive producer of his
own production company, plans to start a producers' lab for
filmmakers of color.

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Painter had bird's eye view of civil rights movement

Painter had bird's eye view of civil rights movement

http://www.courant.com/news/local/statewire/hc-ap-ct-civilrights-artisjan18,0,3530219.story

Associated Press
January 18, 2009

WATERBURY, Conn. - Rosa Parks was an icon of the civil rights
movement, but she didn't think she was important enough to have her
portrait painted when artist Robert Templeton arrived.

Parks, who helped spark the civil rights movement after she refused
to give up her seat to a white man in 1955, was baffled over why
Templeton had flown all the way from New York to Detroit in 1970.
Parks, who died in 2005 at age 92, figured he was just trying to use
her to get access to the congressman she was working for at the time.

"He was really amazed," said Leonore Templeton, his widow. "She kept
doubting that he actually came to paint her portrait. She was such an
unassuming lady."

Robert Templeton, a Woodbury resident who died in 1991 at age 62,
spent years painting portraits of civil rights leaders, including an
8-foot oil painting of the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr., whose
birthday is marked as a federal holiday Monday. His collection is on
display at Mattatuck Museum Arts and History Center in Waterbury
through March 22 in an exhibit called "Lest We Forget: Images of the
Civil Rights Movement."

"They're compelling works because the large scale and the close up
view gives us a real sense of the character and the personality of
the leaders of the movement," said Cynthia Roznoy, the museum's
curator. "He had a good insight into personality and was able to
express that through his brush."

The exhibit comes as President-Elect Barack Obama is sworn in Tuesday
as the nation's first African American president, but Roznoy called
that a "happy coincidence."

Templeton's project, first shown at Emory University in Atlanta in
1986, gave him an insider's view of the turbulent times and those who
shaped them. His family is hoping to find a permanent home for the collection.

"He hoped with his paintings he would move people who walked though
the collection to have a change of heart if they were in any way
racist, that they could see these people in all their dignity, all
their determination," Leonore Templeton said.

Robert Templeton was born the year of the stock market crash and his
father eventually lost the family farm in Iowa.

"He really grew up experiencing poverty," Leonore Templeton said. "I
think naturally he had sympathy for the underdog from his own experience."

Templeton was doing portraits in Detroit when riots broke out in
1967. He drew sketches that wound up on the cover of Time Magazine
and are on display at the museum, but it was a dangerous assignment
as rioters set fires and gun shots filled the air.

"They were throwing bricks at my husband too," Templeton said,
recalling a man reached into his car window and tried to strangle him.

Templeton had seen segregation up close earlier in Atlanta, where he
witnessed sit-ins at lunch counters. Moved by what he saw down south
and in Detroit, he began his portrait project so that the leaders
would be recognized and remembered.

"He said he was sure some day they would succeed and this injustice
would end," Templeton said.

Benjamin Mays, president of Morehouse College, helped open doors for
the white painter.

Civil rights leader A. Philip Randolph, president of the Brotherhood
of Sleeping Car Porters, was near death, but got out of bed for his
portrait. The frail elderly man told Templeton how the FBI once
viewed him as the most dangerous man in America because he had the
power to bring the country to a standstill.

"When he said that to my husband, he had a real twinkle in his eye,"
Templeton said.

Templeton also painted the Rev. Ralph David Abernathy, a close aide
to the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr., but didn't get to paint King
before he was assassinated in 1968. His widow, Coretta Scott King,
helped him sort through photos for the portrait.

"The expression in the photo is a combination of determination,
sadness, resignation, hope," Templeton said. "I think it touched a
fear -- he must have known someone would eventually assassinate him."

Templeton also did artist renderings for the trial in 1971 of Black
Panthers founder Bobby Seale in New Haven. When he tried to do a
sketch on a napkin, the judge who had banned photographers and
sketching materials threatened to send him to jail, his son Kevin said.

Templeton also painted a portrait of President Jimmy Carter that is
displayed in the Hall of Presidents at the Smithsonian's National
Portrait Gallery in Washington.

Templeton said she went to the White House to help her husband set up
for Carter's portrait. The bulletproof windows didn't let in a lot of
light, so Templeton told his wife to tape back the draperies.

"I have the distinction of setting off the alarm in the Oval Office,"
Templeton said.

Secret Service agents came in with guns drawn and told the couple not
to move. "Then they said don't touch the curtains," she said.

Carter arrived later, talking to Templeton about her native Germany
as he prepared for a trip to the country. Carter and Robert Templeton
talked about their childhood working on farms that played crucial
roles in both men's lives.
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On the Net:
www.mattatuckmuseum.org

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Seale: Movement's legacy lives on

Seale: Movement's legacy lives on

http://www.lansingstatejournal.com/article/20090116/NEWS01/901160327/1002/NEWS01

Co-founder speaks at MSU about Obama, Black Panther Party

Kevin Grasha • kgrasha@lsj.com
January 16, 2009

When Bobby Seale co-founded the Black Panther Party for Self-Defense
in 1966, he said there were fewer than 100 black politicians out of
the hundreds of thousands of elected positions across the country.

Now, as Barack Obama prepares to take office as the first black
president, the 1960s protest movement deserves some credit, Seale
told a packed auditorium Thursday at Michigan State University's
Kellogg Hotel and Conference Center.

"When I see Barack Obama getting ready to be inaugurated, I look back
and remember what we started," he said.

In an hour-long talk highlighted by stories from the 1960s - being
part of a peaceful demonstration disrupted by police backed by dozens
of Hell's Angels members, reciting an anti-war poem on a crowded
street and being tackled by undercover police officers - Seale said
he worked against the "ills of the system."

An icon of the 1960s radical movement often pictured in a leather
jacket who once advocated for armed patrols of neighborhoods, the
72-year-old Seale wore a sweater over a collared shirt and logo-less,
black baseball cap.

His hair now is mostly gray.

'All power'

The Black Panther Party, which stopped being active in the mid-1970s,
was about self-defense and taking control of one's own community at a
time when communities had reason to fear those in power, Seale said.

The party's slogan, "all power to all the people," he said, "was
based on a class analysis of the working class, the poor, low-income
and others versus the corporate money, rich idiots who control too
much of our political institutions that affect our lives."

He was one of eight defendants charged with inciting a riot in the
wake of the 1968 Democratic National Convention in Chicago. The case
against him eventually was dismissed, but the trial judge famously
gagged Seale and chained him to his chair because of repeated
outbursts in the courtroom.

On Thursday, he talked about bringing people together and at one
point denounced the black nationalist movement, which seeks
independence from society.

KKK mentality

Seale said some black nationalists stoop to "the mentality of the KKK."

"I believe in black unity only as a catalyst to humanize the world," he said.

Seale's appearance at MSU was two years in the making, organizers
said. It was co-sponsored by two student groups, the W.E.B. DuBois
Society and the Young Democratic Socialists.

"What he stood for is directly aligned with what both of our
organizations stand for - social justice, racial justice and true
democracy," said Nicole Iaquinto, a junior at MSU's James Madison
College who is active in both groups.

"There are definite disparities between blacks and whites within the
U.S., and these disparities need to be addressed," she said.

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Vietnamese Americans protest art exhibit in Santa Ana

Vietnamese Americans protest art exhibit in Santa Ana

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-vietart18-2009jan18,0,1933859.story

A day earlier, a photo with Communist symbols was defaced and the
building owners ordered the exhibit closed. The Vietnamese American
Arts & Letters Assn. commissioned the show.

By Louis Sahagun and My-Thuan Tran
January 18, 2009

Hundreds of Vietnamese Americans demonstrated Saturday outside a
provocative art exhibit in Santa Ana that had featured Communist
symbols that protesters claimed mocked their painful experiences as
political refugees.

The protest -- joined by people bused in from as far away as San Jose
-- came the day after one of the works was defaced with red paint and
the owners of the building ordered the exhibit closed, saying the
organizers lacked the proper business license.

Curators of the exhibit, which was commissioned by the Vietnamese
American Arts & Letters Assn., said they wanted to launch a
discussion about freedom of expression in the Vietnamese community,
where talk of communism is a taboo.

A week into the exhibit's run, Jim Nichols, a co-owner of the
building at 1600 N. Broadway, acknowledged that he had been pressured
by Vietnamese community members.

"We support the arts," Nichols said. "But my gosh. Create a
firestorm? That's not a good atmosphere for a corporate building."

"We have a huge investment in this building and a serious vacancy
factor," he said of the decision to order the exhibit closed. "They
have factions in their community that go after anyone who in any way
seems to put a positive light on communism."

In the crowd Saturday, a man who unfurled and waved a large flag of
Communist Vietnam was immediately surrounded by demonstrators
shouting, "Communist!" and, "Go back to Vietnam!"

Yelling, "I have rights. I have rights," the man was arrested by
Santa Ana Police Department officers on suspicion of fighting in public.

Authorities had already blocked traffic on Broadway, a main downtown
artery, between 15th and 17th streets, where demonstrators waved the
yellow-and-red flag of South Vietnam and held up signs that said,
"VAALA stabs the Vietnamese in the back."

Some of the demonstrators were clad in military fatigues. One man
spread a Communist flag on the street and then encouraged a young boy
to stomp on it.

Kathy Phuc Nguyen, a demonstration organizer and spokeswoman for the
human rights group Thanh Nien Co Vang, drew cheers when, speaking
through a bullhorn, she said, "Surely, one would not display a
photograph of a young Jewish person wearing a Nazi symbol and
standing next to a bust of Hitler in a heavily populated community of
Holocaust survivors."

Nguyen was referring to a photograph in the exhibit by Brian Doan,
associate professor of art and photography at Long Beach City
College, showing a young woman wearing a red tank top with a yellow
star -- a representation of Vietnam's official flag -- and standing
beside a small bust of former Communist leader Ho Chi Minh.

Doan said in an interview that the photograph had been damaged with
red paint, which the exhibit organizers confirmed. He said he
intended the work as a commentary on youths in Vietnam who grew up
after the Vietnam War. Now, he said, he plans to display it as "a
symbol of my freedom of speech."

But Tina Dinh, speaking for the demonstrators, called the use of
Communist symbols incendiary.

"They cannot use their freedoms of expression to hurt people with
wounds that have not healed," she said, noting that for many upset by
the exhibit, "the Vietnam War never ended."

Some who had hoped to judge the work for themselves said their own
freedom had been trampled.

Tom Do, 55, a counselor at Irvine Valley College, was among a handful
of people who went to see the art Friday afternoon only to find the
exhibit shut down.

The demonstrators, he said Saturday, had "robbed my rights to enjoy
something I don't happen to have a problem with."

Kieu Linh Valverde, 39, a professor of Asian American studies at UC
Davis, said she decided to travel to see the exhibit in part to
support the organizers' decision to display the work.

"When we see bravery like this, we cannot remain silent," she said,
noting a long history in the expatriate community of going after
anyone perceived as supportive or sympathetic to the current
communist government in Vietnam.

"Right now, we live in fear because these people threaten our
families and destroy our work and take away our freedoms," she said.

After the exhibit opened last weekend, there were heated calls for
the organizers to take down some of the offending works. Assemblyman
Van Tran (R-Garden Grove) and Westminster officials sent a signed letter.

Initially, exhibit sponsors held their ground. "We . . . tried to
give this exhibit as much historical thought as possible, like works
about the refugee experience," said co-curator Lan Duong, an
assistant professor of media and cultural studies at UC Riverside.

She pointed out, for example, that the exhibit also included works of
art banned in Vietnam.

"The feeling that I may have hurt or injured the community in any way
was not my intention at all," she said.

As part of an effort to counter perceptions that the exhibit
celebrated communism, Duong and Arts & Letters Assn. officials have
been on Vietnamese radio talk shows and Vietnamese language
newspapers explaining that their goal was to include a wide variety
of voices and images.

"A diversity of opinions and viewpoints is absolutely needed for the
community to move forward," Duong said. "We would like to honor the
stories of the first generation, but at the same time, I think the
first generation needs to honor how the 1.5 and second generation has
understood our history as well."
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louis.sahagun@latimes.com

my-thuan.tran@latimes.com

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The Official High Times Pot Smoker's Handbook

Book Review:
The Official High Times Pot Smoker's Handbook

http://www.g4tv.com/thefeed/blog/post/692478/Book-Review-The-Official-High-Times-Pot-Smokers-Handbook.html

by Mike D'Alonzo
January 15, 2009

Note: G4 in no way condones marijuana use or any such illegal
activity, nor do we encourage it. The following review is a public
service for those who might be interested in researching such things.
--

If you're looking for a source for all things 420, you can hardly do
better than venerable pot-mag High Times, who have been chronicling
the chronic in all its glory since 1974. So, when High Times decides
to write a book called The Official High Times Pot Smoker's Handbook,
odds are pretty good you're looking at a recognized authority on the subject.

The powers-that-be at The Feed handed this book to me a couple of
weeks ago, and asked me to do some "research" related to the contents
within, so that I could accurately review it. So, armed with that
"research," I cracked the spine and took a look at the treasure trove
of contents inside.

What I found was the sort of handbook you'd want to have around when
you're, um, incapacitated and short on ideas that make any sort of sense.

Movies to watch, from The Harder They Come to How High and music to
listen to, from Cab Calloway's immortal 'Reefer Man' to Bob Dylan's
stoner classic, 'Rainy Day Women #12 & #35' all on the topic of
marijuana, are all there, in a compendium that makes you understand
exactly why you should be listening to or watching them. Are you the
kind of person who likes to bake while you bake? Would you like to
make a little Peanut Butter Hash Fudge? Heading to a Phish show this
weekend and looking to make some Goo Balls? The recipes you need are
all there, with detailed, simple instructions for making them.

But The Official High Times Pot Smoker's Handbook goes further than
that, giving you a history of the plant and its medicinal use through
the course of human history, as well as a guide to advocacy and
activism relating to the wacky tobaccy, which is an enjoyable read as
well as being pointed and informative.

The big ticket item, 420 things to do while stoned, is both funny and
fun, and opens doors to all kinds of fun and interesting things that
dispute the idea of the cannabis culture being lazy and lethargic.
Whether it's 'grow a beard,' 'make s'mores,' or 'watch the Super
Bowl…with a super bowl,' you know you're in for all kinds of fun with
this stuff.

In all, author David Bienenstock and the editorial staff of High
Times Magazine have compiled a fun book that's more than a series of
lists, it's an interesting read and one that you'll consult over and
over again.
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Bongs Away! (crusade against drug paraphernalia)

Bongs Away!

http://www.reason.com/news/show/130844.html

How the crusade against drug paraphernalia punishes controversial speech

Jacob Sullum
February 2009

A few weeks before Barack Obama was elected president, Mary Beth
Buchanan, the U.S. attorney for western Pennsylvania, filed criminal
charges against the makers of the Whizzinator, a fake penis used to
deliver clean urine for drug tests. The strap-on phallus, which comes
in assorted "natural, lifelike skin tones," is connected by a tube to
a hidden bladder containing urine (sold separately) that is untainted
by marijuana metabolites. According to its manufacturer, Puck
Technology of Signal Hill, California, the Whizzinator is so
realistic that "we can't show you the whole thing," which is why ads
for it in publications such as High Times had to be censored, with a
marijuana leaf obscuring a photograph of the product in action.

Puck openly sold the Whizzinator and a companion product aimed at
women, Number 1, through its website for several years. Its
president, Gerald Wills, and vice president, Robert Catalano, did not
believe they were violating any laws. But Buchanan argued that Wills
and Catalano were selling illegal drug paraphernalia, a federal crime
punishable by up to three years in prison and a $250,000 fine. A 1986
amendment to the Controlled Substances Act of 1970 defines drug
paraphernalia as any item "primarily intended or designed for use in
manufacturing, compounding, converting, concealing, producing,
processing, preparing, injecting, ingesting, inhaling, or otherwise
introducing into the human body a controlled substance." After some
research (presumably focused on possible interpretations of
concealing), Puck's attorney concluded that Buchanan might have a
case, so Wills and Catalano decided to plead guilty.

It was fitting that one of Buchanan's last prosecutions before the
election involved drug paraphernalia disguised as a penis. Taking up
causes championed by the Bush administration in response to the
demands of social conservatives, she has shown a conspicuous
enthusiasm for attacking both paraphernalia and pornography, areas
that were of little interest to the Clinton administration and are
not likely to be high priorities under President Obama. In addition
to taking down the Whizzinator and investigating the manufacturer of
Urine Luck,a drug-masking product, Buchanan spearheaded a highly
publicized 2003 operation that resulted in drug paraphernalia charges
against dozens of defendants, including comic actor Tommy Chong,
nabbed for selling bongs. That same year, she charged Robert and
Janet Zicari, operators of the porn studio Extreme Associates, with
10 obscenity violations that carry penalties of up to 50 years in
prison. After being dismissed by the trial judge and reinstated by an
appeals court, the Extreme Associates case is finally scheduled to be
heard by a jury in March.

It's no coincidence that Buchanan and her former bosses, John
Ashcroft and Alberto Gonzales, are known for worrying about
pornography as well as drug devices. At bottom, both kinds of
prosecutions aim to punish offensive speech. Just as pornography
implicitly endorses recreational sex, drug paraphernalia implicitly
endorses recreational drug use. Both are an affront to the moral
values of the officials who choose to crack down on them.

Like obscenity prosecutions, paraphernalia cases often target people
for conduct they believed was legal. The law in both areas is fuzzy,
and drug paraphernalia, like obscenity, tends to be judged by the "I
know it when I see it" method. When they go beyond gut reactions,
police and prosecutors often focus on the expression of opinions
about drug use or the drug laws: A pipe is more likely to be deemed
illegal, for example, if it is sold next to High Times or a "Legalize
It" T-shirt. It makes a kind of perverse sense that
antiprohibitionist speech can earn you a conviction on paraphernalia
charges, since it was the message sent by drug paraphernalia that led
governments to ban it in the first place.

"These shops sell a dangerous lie about drugs and drug use," declared
an Immigration and Customs Enforcement agent after raiding five South
Florida head shops in March 2006. "It is obvious they want people to
think it's OK to take drugs. This is simply unacceptable." The
message that "it's OK to take drugs" offends drug warriors in the
same way that Hustler offended Jerry Falwell or Janet Jackson's
nipple offended Brent Bozell.

Because so much hinges on people in power taking offense, enforcement
of local, state, and federal paraphernalia laws, like enforcement of
obscenity laws, is sporadic and spotty. A business can operate openly
for years before being identified as a criminal enterprise, even
while competitors continue selling the same stuff unmolested. That is
especially true nowadays, when drug paraphernalia, like pornography,
is readily available online from both domestic and international
sources. In both cases, this conspicuous online presence allows
prosecutors to invoke the specter of the unregulated Internet, which
brings bad influences into every home, while holding businesses based
anywhere in the country to the standards of the most conservative
communities. At the same time, the Internet complicates the only goal
crusaders like Buchanan reasonably can expect to accomplish: not to
eliminate the messages that offend them but to make them a little
less visible.

'We Will Eliminate the Demand'

"By enforcing the drug paraphernalia laws," Buchanan tells me, "we
will…eliminate the demand for illegal substances by eliminating those
products that are used to ingest and inhale illegal substances." Yet
if the war on drugs seems futile, the war on drug paraphernalia seems
doubly so. Even if bongs, vaporizers, and carburetors became more
difficult to obtain, it's hard to believe the result would be fewer
marijuana users. After all, there's no shortage of alternatives for
pot smokers to choose from, whether dual-fuse products such as
rolling papers and corncob pipes or equipment improvised from
everyday materials such as aluminum foil, soda bottles, and apples
(see "You Can Put Your Weed in There," page 34).

To get a sense of how realistic Buchanan's expectations are, consider
Operation Pipe Dreams, the big paraphernalia crackdown she led in
2003. Together with Operation Headhunter, a companion investigation
run by the U.S. attorney in Des Moines, it nabbed more than 50
people, including Chong, who was swept up because of his involvement
with Chong Glass, a business started by his son that produced
multicolored, hand-blown pipes. The results of these operations could
generously be described as mixed.

At the February 2003 press conference where he announced the
indictments, then-Attorney General Ashcroft said the government "has
taken decisive steps to dismantle the illegal drug paraphernalia
industry by attacking their physical, financial, and Internet
infrastructures." John B. Brown, acting head of the Drug Enforcement
Administration (DEA), made it sound as if the entire industry had
been shut down: "These criminals operate a multimillion-dollar
enterprise, selling their paraphernalia in head shops, distributing
out of huge warehouses, and using the worldwide web as a worldwide
paraphernalia market. With Operations Pipe Dreams and Headhunter,
these criminals are out of business." John P. Walters, director of
the Office of National Drug Control Policy, called the arrests "a
devastating blow to the drug paraphernalia business."

Six years after that press conference, the drug paraphernalia
business seems to be doing pretty well. Ads for marijuana accessories
in High Times, which dipped sharply right after the 2003 arrests,
have rebounded, although the mix is noticeably different nowadays
(fewer pipes and more vaporizers, which heat dried plant material to
release the active ingredients rather than burning it). In Google
searches for "bong," "vaporizer," and "chillum" (a funnel-shaped
pipe), the top results are dominated by online head shops based in
California, Canada, the U.K., and the Netherlands that also sell
various other kinds of dry and wet pipes, screens, rolling papers,
grinders, roach clips, scales, and stash containers.

Similar merchandise is available across the country from
brick-and-mortar retailers, which occasionally are raided by the feds
or local police, seemingly at random. One telling example was a 2005
federal investigation in Montana, which yielded results similar to
those of Operation Pipe Dreams.

Operation Heads Up involved raids on five businesses, including a
Missoula store, The Vault, whose owner, David Sil, had gone to
considerable lengths to stay within the law. In 1997 Sil wrote a
letter to the DEA, informing it of his plans to open a shop selling
"smoke delivery systems." He said he wanted to make sure he was
complying with federal law. "If there be any questions as concerns
legal compliance," he wrote, "please let me know." Sil received no
response until May 2005, when DEA agents swooped down on The Vault,
seizing his merchandise and records. At that point he had been in
business for eight years without any complaints from local, state, or
federal authorities. In fact, even though The Vault sold
unconventional pipes of the sort commonly used to smoke marijuana,
the local prosecutor's office had told Sil his business was legal.

The DEA saw things differently. So did the U.S. Attorney's Office in
Billings, Montana, which charged Sil with selling drug paraphernalia.
Indignant at being accused of a felony after openly running what
everyone seemed to think was a legitimate business, Sil refused to
plead guilty. At his trial in February 2006, he was able to bring as
a witness for the defense Missoula County Chief Deputy County
Attorney Mike Sehestedt, who said he did not consider The Vault's
merchandise to be drug paraphernalia because there was no drug
residue or other concrete evidence it was used to consume illegal
substances. The jury also heard about the measures Sil had taken to
obey the law, including signs announcing "All pipes are for tobacco
use only" and a statement on the store's receipts that customers had
to sign, promising to use their purchases legally. But Assistant U.S.
Attorney Joshua Van de Wetering successfully argued that none of
these precautions mattered under federal law.

At his sentencing in June 2006, Sil emphasized that he had not
behaved like a criminal. "There was nothing clandestine about this
operation," he noted. "Nobody was hiding out in the bushes. This
stuff is sold over the Internet." Presiding U.S. District Judge Don
Molloy expressed dismay at the case, suggesting that such
prosecutions of legal-seeming enterprises undermine respect for the
law. He sentenced the then-61-year-old retailer to six months of home
arrest and two years of probation. "This case will have all the
effectiveness of a single solitary snowflake falling on the bosom of
the Potomac," Molloy said. "I don't think cases like this deter
anyone." U.S. Attorney Bill Mercer took a different view. "I am
confident," he declared in a press release, "this prosecution will
deter others from engaging in the commercial distribution of drug
paraphernalia in Montana."

Molloy's prediction proved to be more accurate. Operation Heads Up
was supposed to put Montana retailers on notice that disclaimers and
discretion were no longer enough to avoid prosecution for selling
drug paraphernalia. To some extent, it worked: At least two Montana
shops pulled glass pipes from their shelves after Sil's conviction.
But others continued selling them, including Zoo Town Glass, a
hand-blown pipe shop that took over the very same space once occupied
by Sil's store.

'Do-Drug Messages'

The roots of the campaign against drug paraphernalia lie in the
anti-drug activism of parents who were alarmed by adolescent pot
smoking in the late 1970s, the peak period for marijuana use by
American teenagers. Those anxieties were echoed and amplified by
anti-pot polemicists such as Peggy Mann, who between 1979 and 1981
published three widely read Reader's Digest articles warning parents
about the dangers of marijuana. Mann, whose work won an award from
the National Federation of Parents for Drug-Free Youth, expanded
those articles into the 1985 book Marijuana Alert, described in the
foreword by first lady Nancy Reagan as "a true story about a drug
that is taking America captive." In Marijuana Alert, Mann identified
paraphernalia sales as a major source of "do-drug messages," along
with peer pressure and rock music. She complained that "drug
paraphernalia may be purchased by teenagers not only in headshops,
but also in numerous record shops, boutiques, smoke shops, card
shops, and novelty shops in posh suburban shopping malls.…In some
areas, full-fledged headshops can be found only a few blocks away
from the local high school."

As with pornography, it was the in-your-face aspect of paraphernalia
sales, especially in locations frequented by minors, that really
upset people like Mann. Allen St. Pierre, executive director of the
National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML),
recalls that "up until the late 1970s you could literally win a bong
at the county fair." Since selling drug paraphernalia was legal in
most places, store owners did not post disclaimers or eject
indiscreet customers. "There was no need to be self-conscious about
it," recalls Jon Gettman, a former NORML director who managed a shop
called Earthworks in the Dupont Circle area of Washington, D.C.,
during the '70s. Its slogan: "Everything You Need but the Weed."

Such openness was intolerable to drug warriors, who saw themselves as
fighting the libertinism of the '60s counterculture. "We're telling
young people it's against the law to use drugs yet we're providing
them with things to violate the law," a Louisiana district attorney
complained to UPI in 1981. UPI also quoted Harry Myers, the DEA
attorney who in 1979 had written a model anti-paraphernalia act for
states to adopt. "You can put drug education programs on TV until
they outnumber cat food commercials," Myers said. "But you can't do
that and still have legal [paraphernalia] sales. It sends a dual
message to the kids."

"Not in front of the kids!" quickly became a demand for complete
prohibition. The first paraphernalia law to be considered by the U.S.
Supreme Court, adopted by the Illinois town of Hoffman Estates in
1978, required paraphernalia dealers to obtain a license and refrain
from selling to minors but permitted them to continue operating
(albeit with recordkeeping requirements that might have intimidated
customers). By the time the Supreme Court upheld the law in 1982,
more than 20 states had passed versions of the DEA's model statute,
which bans products "used, intended for use, or designed for use" in
consuming illegal drugs. Today every state has a drug paraphernalia
ban except West Virginia, which requires a license.

The attorney for Hoffman Estates conceded the cultural nature of the
anti-paraphernalia campaign, telling the Supreme Court during oral
arguments, "We have a right to legislate against lifestyles." Justice
Thurgood Marshall, who wrote the majority opinion rejecting the
argument that the town's paraphernalia law was unconstitutionally
vague, also dismissed a First Amendment claim. "The ordinance is
expressly directed at commercial activity promoting or encouraging
illegal drug use," he wrote. "If that activity is deemed 'speech,'
then it is speech proposing an illegal transaction, which a
government may regulate or ban entirely." Yet as evidence that the
defendant, a record store called The Flipside, had violated the
ordinance by selling drug paraphernalia without a license, Marshall
noted that it had "displayed the magazine High Times and books
entitled Marijuana Grower's Guide, Children's Garden of Grass, and
The Pleasures of Cocaine, physically close to pipes and colored
rolling papers." He seemed untroubled by the prospect that a store
could in effect be punished for selling material protected by the
First Amendment, referring dismissively to "the theoretical
possibility that the village will enforce its ordinance against a
paper clip placed next to Rolling Stone magazine."

Four year later, at the height of Ronald Reagan's war on drugs,
Congress banned products "primarily intended or designed for use"
with illegal intoxicants. When the Supreme Court upheld the federal
ban against a vagueness challenge in 1994, it interpreted the law as
requiring an "objective" definition of paraphernalia, based on "a
product's likely use," as opposed to a "subjective" definition, based
on "the defendant's state of mind." Writing for the majority, Justice
Harry Blackmun said it was not necessary to show "knowledge on the
defendant's part that a particular customer actually will use an
item…with drugs. It is sufficient that the defendant be aware the
customers in general are likely to use the merchandise with drugs."

This standard is stricter than, say, the rule for hardware or
software that can be used to make unauthorized copies of copyrighted
material, under which selling the item is legal as long as there are
substantial non-infringing uses for it. Robert Vaughn, a Nashville
defense attorney specializing in drug paraphernalia cases, sums up
the federal intent requirement for drug paraphernalia this way: "Did
you intend to sell those items? Well, obviously [you did]. OK, we've
got that intent to sell out of the way. 'Now, ladies and gentlemen of
the jury, look at these items we're setting in front of you, and you
decide whether or not they're drug paraphernalia. And oh, by the way,
how many of you remember your grandfather sitting on the porch rocker
smoking from one of these four-foot-tall acrylic things?' "

'For Tobacco Use Only'

The federal ban lists specific examples of drug paraphernalia,
including "water pipes," "carburetion tubes," "smoking masks,"
"electric pipes," "chillums," "chillers," "wired cigarette papers,"
and "metal, wooden, acrylic, glass, stone, plastic or ceramic pipes
with or without screens." But it includes an exception for any item
"traditionally intended for use with tobacco products." In practice,
then, the "objective" standard is often subjective, based on a
prosecutor's idea of what drug paraphernalia looks like. The same
sort of thing happens in state cases, where courts consider an item's
appearance in judging its intended use.

It is easy to mock the transparent subterfuges of head shop owners
who insist their merchandise is "for tobacco use only." The satirical
Comedy Central debate show Crossballs once featured a merchant who
insisted with a straight face that "there are a lot of people in
society who enjoy smoking tobacco in very elaborate ways." Mary Beth
Buchanan becomes audibly angry when she talks about "those absurd,
disingenuous advertising statements that people who want to violate
the law make when they try to sell this product that is clearly illegal."

Still, paraphernalia bans do raise serious definitional issues.
"Anything can have a dual use," notes New Orleans defense attorney
Bill Rittenberg. "There's nothing that can be used as a smoking or
snuff accessory for tobacco that can't be used for marijuana." While
a giant plastic bong may seem like an obvious example of drug
paraphernalia, people do use other sorts of water pipes, as well as
dry pipes made from materials other than the conventional briar,
meerschaum, or corncob, to smoke tobacco. Buchanan maintains that an
item listed in the federal ban is illegal "regardless of what you do
with it, regardless of whether some idiot actually goes and puts
tobacco in it." But that interpretation would make hookahs­water
pipes traditionally used to smoke sweet, fruity tobacco
mixtures­illegal. Even Buchanan concedes that rolling papers, which
can be used to make cigarettes as well as joints, are not necessarily
drug paraphernalia. The targets of Operation Pipe Dreams did not
include any convenience stores that sold rolling papers, even though
many of those end up wrapped around marijuana. Likewise, vaporizers,
which are not listed in the federal ban, can be used with marijuana
or with legal medicinal herbs (not to mention the fact that in
California and 12 other states marijuana is a legal medicinal herb).

Law enforcement officials themselves can have trouble telling the
difference between legitimate smoking accessories and illegal drug
paraphernalia, as illustrated by the travails of the Smoke Signals
Pipe and Tobacco Shop in Dover, New Hampshire. Police first raided
the store in October 2001, seizing various items they identified as
drug paraphernalia. The store's manager, Susan Hargrove, ultimately
pleaded guilty to a single charge of selling drug paraphernalia,
resulting in a suspended $1,000 fine. As part of the plea agreement,
the government returned most of the seized merchandise, including
glass pipes, a glass chillum, various water pipes, and metal
one-hitters (small, narrow pipes), saying they were OK to sell.

In March 2004, less than two months after the plea agreement, the
same police department raided the same store and seized several of
the same items prosecutors had just given back. After the government
filed new paraphernalia charges against Smoke Signals, a judge
acquitted the company in a bench trial, concluding that Hargrove and
her mother, Kelly, the store's owner, could not knowingly have
possessed drug paraphernalia, a requirement for conviction under
state law, since the items had been returned by the government. But
when Smoke Signals filed a motion asking for the merchandise back,
the judge said no. Despite the fact that the government had told
Susan and Kelly Hargrove the items were not drug paraphernalia, the
judge concluded they were, based mainly on the testimony of a
detective who conceded he was not an expert on the subject and could
not explain the methods he used to identify paraphernalia.

Smoke Signals' lawyer, Jonathan Cohen, took the case to the New
Hampshire Supreme Court, arguing that the state paraphernalia law was
so vague that people could not reasonably be expected to know when
they had violated it. In April 2007, the court rejected that argument
but ordered the return of Smoke Signals' merchandise, saying it could
not be considered contraband in light of the store's acquittal on
paraphernalia charges and the government's earlier assurances that it
was legal.

Despite experiences like the Hargroves', defendants in state
paraphernalia cases have some advantages over those facing federal
paraphernalia charges. For one thing, the feds tend to come down a
lot harder. In addition to paraphernalia charges, each of which
carries a penalty of up to three years in prison plus a $250,000
fine, federal prosecutors can bring money laundering and racketeering
charges based on the same actions. If you deposit the proceeds from
paraphernalia sales in the bank, that's money laundering; if you make
more than one sale or deposit, that's a "pattern of racketeering
activity." The penalties add up fast, creating tremendous pressure
for a guilty plea. "The doo-doo gets deep," says Vaughn. "I can show
you theoretically how you could get life in prison." And then there's
the uncomfortable fact that the government is apt to seize all your
assets before you can hire a lawyer.

Assuming you nevertheless choose to go to trial, the government's
burden is pretty easy to meet, thanks to the Supreme Court's
interpretation of the federal paraphernalia ban. In a federal trial,
says Vaughn, "They don't really give a shit if you have a sign in
there that says, 'Not intended for illegal use.' " He describes the
government's attitude this way: "We don't care about the way you
displayed it. We don't care about the way you marketed it. It was
illegal sitting there."

'You Have to Leave Here Right Away'

Under state laws, by contrast, the defendant's state of mind is
relevant, so such disclaimers can make a difference. So can the sale
of tobacco or legal herbs alongside smoking equipment and the
avoidance of marijuana leaf decorations and other countercultural
signifiers. It does not help your case if you advertise in High
Times, sell it or other drug-related magazines in your store, or
distribute NORML literature. In 1981 NORML unsuccessfully challenged
Virginia's drug paraphernalia ban in federal court, arguing that it
infringed on freedom of speech by encouraging police to seize the
group's leaflets as evidence of a merchant's intent.

Retailers also have to be careful about what they let customers say.
"If somebody comes in and says, 'Sell me a dope pipe,' and [he's]
body wired and you sell it to him," Vaughn says, "you're screwed."
Jon Gettman, who never had to worry about such things when he was
running a head shop in the '70s, says he recently visited a store in
Miami that was "selling what I recognized to be bongs, and they had
to be very, very careful about the language anyone used in the store
in referring to these things. In fact, I…made some reference [to
marijuana], and they politely asked me to leave." At a similar store
in San Diego, Allen St. Pierre offered the clerk his NORML business
card. "He looks at it," St. Pierre recalls, "and he goes, 'Holy shit,
you've got to get out of here. You have to leave here right away.' "

Maybe those clerks were excessively cautious. But it's clear that
pipes coupled with controversial drug-related speech can get a
business into trouble when the pipes alone would not. In February
2006, police in Middletown, Pennsylvania, filed paraphernalia charges
against the manager of the Spencer's Gift store at the Oxford Valley
Mall and the CEO of the company that owns the chain. The crime
ostensibly was selling water pipes, but according to the Trentonian
police also objected to posters, T-shirts, hats, and other items
"depicting marijuana themes," some of which were seized as evidence.
"When you combine the various above items depicting marijuana usage
with the hookahs or water bongs," said a police detective, "it is
apparent that the company is creating the appearance that the hookahs
are for marijuana use. The message on all these items being sold is
certainly pro­drug use."

Richard Cowan, publisher of Marijuana News, has proposed a sales
tactic that would highlight the speech-suppressing aspect of
paraphernalia laws. He urges head shop owners to "undermine the
enforcement of the marijuana laws" by selling legal herbs alongside
pipes and encouraging customers to smoke the stuff openly as an act
of protest. There would be "no subterfuge, no pretense," he wrote in
a 2002 essay on his website. "This is an explicitly political
action." It would be interesting to see the government's response to
such a campaign. Along similar lines, reason considered including
rolling papers labeled "For Marijuana Use Only" in each copy of this
issue to illustrate the silliness of paraphernalia laws but decided
against it because of legal concerns.

One of the clearest recent examples of how these laws punish speech
was the case against Tommy Chong, famous for playing a clueless
stoner alongside Cheech Marin in movies such as Up in Smoke and on
his own in the sitcom That '70s Show. Chong's publicist initially
argued that the colorful, elaborate pipes produced by Chong Glass
were not marijuana smoking devices but works of art. This claim was
not as disingenuous as it sounds: Many of the pipes were too pricey
for casual use, and some had been featured in a Los Angeles art
exhibit. But Chong quickly dropped that argument, presumably after
getting legal advice. Under federal law, Vaughn explains, "the bottom
line is this: If it's a cylindrical tube with a base on it with a
stem projecting from the side with a bowl on it that you face over to
smoke, that's a bong.…It's per se illegal. I don't care if you say
that it's for your mantle. I don't care if you say that it's art for
art's sake."

In the end, Chong never got the chance to try any sort of defense. To
avoid charges against his son and his wife (who co-signed the loan
used to start Chong Glass), he pleaded guilty and was sentenced to
nine months in prison, which he completed in July 2004. He also paid
a $20,000 fine and forfeited $120,000 in assets. The sentence, one of
the more severe punishments received by defendants charged in
Operation Pipe Dreams, was imposed after Assistant U.S. Attorney Mary
Houghton urged the judge not to let Chong off lightly. In a
pre-sentencing brief, she complained that "the defendant has become
wealthy throughout his entertainment career through glamorizing the
illegal distribution and use of marijuana. Feature films that he made
with his longtime partner Cheech Marin, such as 'Up in Smoke,'
trivialize law enforcement efforts to combat drug trafficking and use."

It was a remarkable concession that the government wanted to punish
Chong at least partly for making fun of drug warriors and mocking
prohibition. "This was the government's payback for all the Cheech
and Chong movies that ridiculed the hypocrisy of the government's War
on Drugs," Chong wrote in his 2006 memoir The I Chong. "The DEA…
hated the way we portrayed them in movies...The Feds took a fictional
movie and prosecuted the actor and writer for exercising his freedom
of expression." When I ask Buchanan, Houghton's boss, about the
prosecution's references to the Cheech & Chong oeuvre, she says one
of the factors the judge considered at sentencing was whether Chong
had followed through on a post-indictment promise to educate children
about the dangers of drugs. When I ask what bearing the films he made
years before his arrest had on that question, she says, "The court
had a number of factors to consider."

As for "glamorizing" drug use, it hardly seems an apt description of
movies featuring two stoned doofuses. "I've seen every Cheech & Chong
movie," says High Times Associate Publisher Rick Cusick, "and glamour
is not a word I've ever attached to that experience. I've never
walked away from a Cheech & Chong movie saying to myself, 'Gee, I
want to be more like those guys.' "

In a weird coda to the Chong prosecution, the comic told the
Pittsburgh Post-Gazette that federal agents seized 8,000 to 10,000
copies of a/k/a Tommy Chong, a documentary about his case that's
highly critical of Buchanan, when they raided the Newport, Kentucky,
offices of Spectrum Labs in May. The raid was part of Buchanan's
investigation of the company for selling drug-test-beating products
such as Urine Luck. Margaret Philbin, a spokeswoman for Buchanan's
office, says Chong's claim of a mass DVD seizure is "completely
false," though "we may have taken one."

'They're All Over the Country'

Federal prosecutors were not alone in resenting Tommy Chong's high
profile. In 2002, shortly after being busted on federal paraphernalia
charges in Florida, the pipe manufacturer Chris Hill complained to
the Drug War Chronicle that he had been unfairly singled out.
Describing the Contemporary Tobacco Trade Association's annual show
in Las Vegas, he said, "They've got Tommy fucking Chong selling bongs
there.…I boycotted that show because I thought it was too close to the edge."

Hill prided himself on running his company, Chills, conservatively,
eschewing the more flamboyant head shops in favor of tobacconists.
"We were a company that was pushing paraphernalia for legitimate
uses," he told High Times in 2004, after serving a 14-month sentence
in a federal prison for selling drug paraphernalia. "Obviously we
know people are smoking pot with it, but we strived to stay in
compliance." He again contrasted Chills with Chong Glass, saying
Tommy Chong "was asking for it." Chong being who he was, he couldn't
have avoided the cannabis connotations of his business even if he had
wanted to, but neither was there ever anyreal question that pot
smokers were Chills' target market.

Still, Hill's bitterness is not hard to understand. While serving his
sentence, he recalled, he was "leased out" to do grounds maintenance
at the Pensacola Naval Air Station. "Every day," he said, "on the way
to work and on the way back to prison, I had to pass at least one
head shop and two billboards for other head shops selling the same
pipes I went to prison for selling. They're all over the country. So
is it illegal? I guess so. I went to federal prison for it."

Yet he also was honored for it by the National Republican
Congressional Committee, which gave him a business award in 2001. Two
years before that, Inc. recognized Chills as one the country's 500
fastest-growing businesses. Hill went to sleep the night before his
arrest a respected entrepreneur, and he woke up an accused felon,
based on the same actions that had won him accolades.

Vault owner David Sil experienced a similar transformation when his
Missoula store was raided in the 2005 Operation Heads Up. So did
Steve Andriakos, whose hippie accessory emporium in Bozeman, The
Grateful Shed, had been around for 15 years. Like Sil, Andriakos
insisted on a trial, after which the judge dismissed the charge
against him, finding there was insufficient evidence for the case to
go to the jury. Andriakos' lawyer, Chuck Watson, notes that The
Grateful Shed, which had two cases of smoking accessories that
accounted for a small share of its business, was burglarized in
January 2006. "A bunch of this so-called paraphernalia was stolen,"
he says. The local police "caught the guy who did it and told
[Andriakos' partner] to come get the merchandise. They didn't want
it. He put it right back in the store." Watson adds that "the county
attorney told [Sil] that what he was doing was not illegal.…If you
get the government's permission to do something, how many
governments' permission do you have to get?"

At least two. Susan Halonen, a DEA public information officer in
Denver, says Sil and Andriakos were able to operate "under the radar"
because their communities were "tolerant" and Montana's paraphernalia
law has been interpreted to require some sort of "drug nexus," such
as residue or a nearby stash. As Sil and Andriakos discovered, the
DEA's reading of federal law does not leave the same wiggle room.
Asked why only a handful of Montana merchants were targeted even
though others were selling the same stuff, Halonen says the DEA,
which did not have any presence in western Montana until 2002, has
limited manpower. "They can't target everybody," she says, "even
though they'd like to."

'Nobody Said Anything'

Sil and Andriakos' complaint is a common refrain among manufacturers
and retailers hit with paraphernalia charges: No one ever told us
this was a problem. "If anyone had ever said, 'You're breaking the
law; you need to stop,' I would have called my attorney and then I
would have stopped," Chris Hill told the Sarasota Herald-Tribune
after his arrest in 2002. "But it's not that kind of party. They want
to shoot first and ask questions later." Even after Hill's
prosecution, many people in the industry were not up to speed on the
federal paraphernalia ban.

The government's response, of course, is that ignorance of the law is
no excuse, that anyone who gets into this business should realize the
risks he's taking. "If you violate the law, you have to accept the
consequences," says Buchanan. And if you haven't heard of the law,
"that's your problem."

But suddenly being charged with selling illegal paraphernalia after
years of apparent legitimacy still strikes many people as unfair,
especially given the vagueness of state and federal law. "All of a
sudden, a shop that has been operating in full view, a member of the
chamber of commerce, all that good stuff, the next day they're a
pariah within their community," says Allen St. Pierre. After the
federal arrests in 2003, he recalls, NORML's phone rang off the hook
with calls from worried manufacturers and retailers. "Those people
were totally dumbfounded," he says. He sums up the typical response
this way: "This is outrageous. How can this possibly be? I've been
making these products for years, and nobody said anything to me."

That story is especially plausible in parts of the country that are
relatively tolerant of the drug culture's accoutrement and symbols.
"Certainly in California people assume that things are a lot more lax
than they really are," says Bill Rittenberg, who notes that retailers
in places like New Orleans and Key West also do not seem terribly
worried about running afoul of paraphernalia laws. "They're in
certain areas, and they're not in other areas­just like pornography."
But as with pornography, prosecutors can lure distributors to sell
their merchandise in places where jurors are less likely to take it
lightly. "We play by the rules, we don't break the law, and we don't
do business in Des Moines," a Chong Glass spokesman told the Drug War
Chronicle a year before the DEA raided the Gardena, California,
business. Unfortunately for Tommy Chong, they did do business on
Buchanan's turf, western Pennsylvania, where DEA agents set up a fake
head shop that ordered his pipes.

The celebrity sting attracted considerable media attention, prompting
Chris Hill to complain in his High Times interview that "nobody cared
[about paraphernalia laws] until Tommy Chong got arrested." But six
years later, it's hard to discern the impact of Chong's bust or the
other arrests generated by Operations Pipe Dreams and Headhunter,
which the DEA says put 42 paraphernalia dealers and manufacturers out
of business.

"If there were any individuals out there who were unaware of the
law," says Buchanan, "they're now aware of the law." She says the
arrests also raised awareness among parents and educators, and she
claims "there are less illegal products available." But to people
with more intimate knowledge of the paraphernalia market, it doesn't
look that way. "I hate to say it because I don't want to poke a
gorilla in the eye, but what happened in 2003 was cosmetic," says
Rick Cusick, the former High Times editor. "It didn't eliminate any
industry, and it didn't slow down a whole lot.…They made everybody go
underground a little bit for a little while, and then it started to
creep back again." Vaughn, who helps clients set up smoke shops that
will pass legal muster by meeting with local law enforcement
officials and asking them to clear the merchandise ahead of time,
agrees the intimidating effect of the arrests has dissipated. "I
would say that the impact today based on what happened in February
2003 is minimal," he says.

Stephen Dillon, an Indianapolis defense attorney with extensive
experience in paraphernalia cases (and chairman of NORML's board of
directors), perceives some subtle changes. "They probably won't
advertise the same way they did before Pipe Dreams," he says. "The
smart ones won't. And they won't have items that are per se
paraphernalia, only designed for one purpose.…They don't put
marijuana leaves on the bongs anymore."

This sort of adjustment, akin to slapping black plastic covers on
dirty magazines at the newsstand, is the most that the on-again,
offagain crusade against drug paraphernalia is likely to accomplish:
a somewhat more discreet version of a business that will continue to
operate in one form or another as long as people are interested in
smoking pot. "The aggressive marketing of the tools and paraphernalia
of drug use has been an active affront to the efforts of parents,
educators, and community leaders who are trying to help young people
stay away from drugs," drug czar John Walters complained in a
statement issued the day of Ashcroft's Operation Pipe Dreams press
conference. "Today's actions send a clear message to those who would
poison our children." The message: Get those marijuana leaves off your bongs.
--

Senior Editor Jacob Sullum is the author of Saying Yes: In Defense of
Drug Use (Tarcher/Penguin).

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William Kunstler: Disturbing the Universe

[3 articles]

Daughters reflect on life with their radical dad

http://www.parkrecord.com/todaysheadlines/ci_11445054

Sarah and Emily Kunstler contemplate the cost of speaking out

Nan Chalat-Noaker, Record editor
Posted: 01/13/2009

Growing up at the center of the firestorm surrounding the famous
civil rights attorney William Kunstler wasn't easy. According to his
daughters Sarah, and Emily, the family often feared for their lives.

Emily remembers that other kids were afraid of monsters under the
bed; she and her sister were afraid of the FBI and the police. The
sisters deliver a poignant and personal portrait of their father in
their Sundance competition documentary film, "William Kunstler
Disturbing the Universe."

During the height of the civil-rights marches and anti-Vietnam war
protests of the 1960s and '70s, William Kunstler gained a reputation
for defending the downtrodden. He represented Mississippi's Freedom
Riders, the hippie radicals in the Chicago Conspiracy trial, the
prisoners who staged a protest at Attica, and the Native Americans
who stood up to the National Guard at Wounded Knee.

At the height of his popularity, before Sarah and Emily were born, he
was lionized by liberals as a champion of free speech and castigated
by conservatives as a counterculture instigator.

The idealism of the era had cooled by the time Kunstler remarried and
had the girls, but Kunstler's commitment to the underdog did not.
Living in New York City he continued to represent those that he felt
the court system typically shortchanged - rapists, terrorists and cop killers.

To many who had admired Kunstler when he defended civil-rights
activists and antiwar protestors, his continued radicalism seemed
like a betrayal.

In their film, Sarah and Emily admit that, at times, it seemed that
way to them too. "We begged him not to defend rapists," said Emily.

According to Sarah, "We wanted his clients to be innocent. We wanted
him to be on the side of justice.

Later on, Sarah explains, they learned that their father's crusade
was more about justice than who was innocent or guilty.

"I hope our film shows there are a lot more issues at play, there are
a lot of ways in which people are not treated fairly by the criminal
justice system."

Unfortunately, Kunstler did not live long enough to see one of his
most controversial defendants exonerated. Yusef Salaam, a black teen
accused of attacking a female jogger in Central Park, was eventually
proven innocent.

"I think Dad always believed Yusef Salaam was innocent, but it was
never about innocence for Dad. He looked at Yusef and saw a kid who
had been convicted by public opinion - and by his own daughters
-before the case ever went to trial," said Emily, adding that Salaam
is planning to join the filmmakers at Sundance this week.

The ultimate catalyst for making the film, the daughters explain, was
Hurricane Katrina and the government's inept handling of the relief efforts.

"Civil rights had been put on a dusty shelf. As a nation we were
congratulating ourselves on how far we had come combating racism.
Katrina pulled back the façade and showed us racism is alive and well
in America.

"We realized that instead of congratulating ourselves we should still
be doing the real work of continuing to fight racism in their country."

They didn't have to look far to find a role model. They grew up with him.

If their father was still alive, Emily and Sarah say he would likely
be defending the rights of the prisoners being held at Guantanamo and
for those accused of terrorism-related offenses in the wake of Sept. 11.

Sarah Kunstler, who is now an attorney herself, and Emily, who also
had a film accepted in 2005, hope their documentary "Disturbing the
Universe" is a timely reminder about the cost of standing up for
justice, regardless of the consequences. And while the father's
commitment to justice caused some hardships for the family, Emily
concludes, "In our house courage was our religion. The main thing we
took from our parents' example was that it was our responsibility to
stand up and change the world."

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Reviled attorney gets his day in court, on screen

http://uk.reuters.com/article/reviewsNews/idUKTRE50I0BX20090119

Jan 19, 2009
By James Greenberg

PARK CITY, Utah (Hollywood Reporter) - In his day, attorney William
Kunstler was a giant on the American political scene.

Honored and later despised for the cases he took on, he became a
misunderstood and controversial figure. Now his daughters, Sarah and
Emily, try to sort out his legacy, as much for themselves as anyone
else, in "William Kunstler: Disturbing the Universe." The film should
find a comfortable niche on PBS or a smart cable channel.

Starting in the early 1960s, Kunstler was there at every important
radical cause and was himself radicalized. He was in the South
lending his expertise to the civil-rights movement; in 1969, he
defended the Chicago Eight accused of inciting a riot at the 1968
Democratic National Convention; and he helped resolve a 1973 standoff
between Native Americans and the U.S. government at Wounded Knee,
S.D. He also attempted to mediate a settlement before the 1971
massacre at New York's Attica prison.

But after he had achieved tremendous credibility and fame, Kunstler's
reputation suffered when he defended a 23-year-old drug dealer who
had killed six police officers in the Bronx. Kunstler got him off on
self-defense. More controversial cases followed, including defenses
of accused rapists in the celebrated Central Park jogger case and the
assassin of Jewish militant Meier Kahane.

During the turmoil, Kunstler's daughters were teenagers in their
formative years, and their respect for their father was shaken. Why
was he defending these "bad" men? They lived in constant fear of
picketers in front of their New York townhouse and name-calling and
worse at school.

For them, then, this project gestated for 30 years. Fortunately, they
had amazing resources on which to draw, starting with home movies in
which they interview their father lovingly and local TV broadcasts
that challenge him. They skillfully weave together (edited expertly
by Emily Kunstler) their own footage and revelatory newsreel footage
of major events in their father's life. They even use a brief
animated scene to demonstrate his choice of path while looking at
Michelangelo's David statue poised for action.

Not everyone agrees: Attorney Alan Dershowitz stops just short of
calling Kunstler a hypocrite for defending mobster John Gotti,
terrorists who planted bombs in the parking lot of New York's World
Trade Center in 1993 and other questionable individuals.

But Kunstler was vindicated for at least one of his decisions: Seven
years after appealing Yusef Salaam's conviction in the Central Park
jogger case, Salaam was exonerated and released, and his interview
and deep respect for Kunstler is one of the film's highlights.

At least for themselves, the filmmakers unravel some of the troubling
questions that have been nagging them for a lifetime, and Kunstler
emerges as a man of principle and conviction who spent his career
defending those who couldn't defend themselves. For outsiders,
though, Kunstler remains more of a mystery, and while his wife offers
testimony, the film could benefit from more insight into his
personality and where his sense of mission originated.

Nonetheless, this documentary is put together expertly and never less
than compelling. It's a labor of love that helps restore the
reputation of a significant player on the American stage during the
last half of the 20th century.

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Day Three at Sundance: Prickly Jews and Shabbat With Matisyahu

http://www.jewishjournal.com/hollywoodjew/item/day_three_at_sundance_prickly_jews_and_shabbat_with_matisyahu_20090117/

January 17, 2009
By Larry Mark

My Friday at Sundance began with the premiere of "William
Kunstler: Disturbing the Universe," a documentary by his two
youngest daughters, Emily Kunstler and Sarah Kunstler. William
Kunstler was one of America's most loved, and to many, the most
hated, civil rights, anti-war, and criminal defense attorneys of the
late 20th century. The documentary is an exploration of his life and
the events that provoked the love and hate, as well as an attempt to
learn more about his life by his daughters, who were born after his
most celebrated cases.

The doc was screened as the inaugural film at Sundance's newest
venue: The Temple Theater. It is so named since the venue is a
temple, namely Temple Har Shalom, Park City's growing congregation
and "ski shul" (it offers a Jewish study class held on the
slopes). It should not surprise anyone that this venue has the best
food concession, including lox sandwiches. The "Kunstler" screening
perhaps was one of the few times that the late William Kunstler, who
was born Jewish, and who loved tongue sandwiches on rye with cream
soda, appeared in a shul­albeit on digital video.

The film's title derives from a T.S. Elliot poem, "The Love Song of
J. Alfred Prufrock," in which Prufrock wonders if he "dare disturb
the universe." The documentary, which received some of its funding
from the Foundation for Jewish Culture, shows Kunstler as a paradigm
of the great Jewish prophetic tradition of radical action, his
daughters told me. Some said he was a self-hating Jew. But he would
reply that that was impossible since anyone who knew him knew that he
was Jewish and that he loved himself. He kept a picture of
Michelangelo's statue of David over his desk, slingshot nearly at the
ready, and used it as an example of why people must choose kinetic
action over inaction when faced with racism or the unlawful exercise
of government power.

William Moses Kunstler was born in 1919, graduated Yale, and during
World War II, reached the rank of major and received the Bronze Star
Medal and Purple Heart. After Yale Law, he ensconced himself in New
York's Westchester County and, with his brother, practiced law and
raised a post-war family. He even published a small book on
practicing law. It was the staid, ordinary, suburban life of a young
lawyer, father and husband. But he slowly began to take a greater
role in civil rights litigation, and in 1961, supported the Freedom
Riders. By the late 1960s, in addition to civil rights cases, he was
representing the anti-Vietnam War cases of the Berrigan Brothers, and
later, Abbie Hoffman and the Chicago Eight. In the 1970s, divorced
and remarried, he won even more fame representing Attica prisoners
and later proving that the government was criminally wrong it its
behavior at Wounded Knee, South Dakota, against Native Americans.

The film is at its most powerful when presenting interviews with his
anti-war and civil rights clients and colleagues. If only his life
could have continued on this trajectory. But it didn't. As Emily
wrote, "Sarah and I wanted to fit dad's life into a single, unified
theory. We wanted all of his clients to be innocent, and all his
cases to be battles for justice and freedom. His clients were
fighting to change the world, and he was fighting to keep them out of jail."

But in his later years, perhaps for the attention and fame, or his
addiction to the theater of the courtroom, his clients were the most
sensational and vilified accused rapists, murderers, and
mobsters. In the film, attorney Alan Dershowitz politely said
Kunstler was "inconsistent" in his later years. Kunstler's defense
of the alleged assassin of Rabbi Meir Kahane, as well as mobster John
Gotti and one of the accused Central Park jogger rapists, made him a
pariah and placed his home and family under nearly daily attack by
protestors and members of the Jewish Defense Organization. His
teenage daughters thought he had "stopped standing for anything worth
fighting for."

The film, which will be broadcast by PBS's POV series this year,
allows the viewer to decide for himself as to whether Kunstler should
be loved, hated or both. The recent exoneration on DNA evidence of
his client, Yusef Salaam, one of the accused Central Park jogger
rapists, makes one wonder just how hated he should be. The difficulty
of Kunstler's job was reinforced for me during the film's Q & A
session with the filmmakers. There at the front of the Temple Theater
was a newly freed Yusef Salaam, and Gregory "Joey" Johnson, an
activist who burned an American flag at the 1984 Republican National
Convention in Dallas. Kunstler argued Johnson's case before the U.S.
Supreme Court and won. While one might defend the right to burn a
flag under the First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, Johnson's
post screening monologue on why there needs to be a real revolution
in America and why the U.S. must stop supporting Israel's genocide
against Palestinians made my stomach burn.

Yet the film made me wonder: Would I, like a young David, place a
rock in a slingshot and fight the Goliaths of the present world, as
Kunstler thought he spent his life doing? I hope I would, but perhaps
I would be pickier as to my causes. In the end, this documentary
might just help reawaken viewers to find their own Goliaths and slingshots.

By the end of the day, as sunset came to Sundance, I had had few
celebrity sightings worth mentioning, but had spent some quality time
with two filmmakers from Israel, including Michal Vinik, creator of
the short film, "Bait," about a tomboy teenager's adventures on a summer's day.

I also stopped by the "Shabbat at Sundance" dinner that drew more
than 100 participants. When the time came to say the Birkat Hamazon,
a dozen attendees remained and I sat next to a tall, thin, bearded
man from Brooklyn, and poured him some Kedem grape juice. "What do
you do in Brooklyn­learn?" I asked the stranger. "I'm in music," he
replied. It was not until 20 minutes later ­ when another
participant gushed over the man's latest CD ­ that I realized the
"stranger" was the Jewish reggae star, Matisyahu. He was at the
dinner with his wife, Tali, a graduate of New York University's film
school, who met her husband while doing a documentary on men and
women in the Orthodox community not touching. Tali apparently is at
Sundance to make contacts to continue this project.

Hopefully Matisyahu will join me for an Israeli film after Shabbos.

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The Martin Luther King they won't celebrate

The Martin Luther King they won't celebrate

http://socialistworker.org/2009/01/19/the-king-they-wont-celebrate

In 1967, Martin Luther King published a book called Where Do We Go
from Here? that set out a proposal for "Phase Two" of the movement.

January 19, 2009

THIS YEAR, the holiday celebrating Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s
birthday has taken on a special significance. For millions, King's
struggle to smash racial barriers finds its highest symbolic
fulfillment in the inauguration of the first African American president.

One can hardly set foot on Harlem's main artery of 125th Street
without seeing literally hundreds of posters (in windows, or for sale
from sidewalk vendors) depicting Obama and King together. No doubt,
King's name and King's words will be on the lips of many who cross
the inaugural stage.

It's a good thing that King is the object of so much official praise.
But we should never forget that this wasn't always the case. Although
he was assassinated in 1968, the campaign to acknowledge King's
special contribution to this country with a national holiday wasn't
won until 1986.

In the last year of his life, King actually became the source of much
official derision, particularly after his public denunciation--at the
Riverside Church in Harlem in April 1967--of the war in Vietnam.
King, breaking with many of the more timid civil rights leaders,
spoke out forcefully against what he called, "the greatest purveyor
of violence in the world today: my own government."

Did the liberal Democratic Party establishment leap to King's
defense? Did they praise his courage?

Not exactly. Consider the reaction to the speech by then-President
Lyndon Johnson, who fumed in the Oval Office: "What is that goddamn
nigger preacher trying to do to me?"

In 1957, Time magazine had named King its "Man of the Year." After
his 1967 speech, it ran an article called "Confusing the Cause,"
which chastised King for daring to speak about something other than
civil rights. The article called King a:

drawling bumkin, so ignorant that he had not read a newspaper in
years, who had wandered out of his native haunts and away from his
natural calling.

Dr. King was murdered exactly one year after the speech at Riverside
Church. In that last year of his life, he campaigned for radical,
social-democratic reforms that are still far beyond what the
Democratic Party is prepared to accept.

In 1967, he published a book called Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos
or Community? I spent the last week re-reading it. It's a dense,
wide-ranging text, and a powerful polemic (rendered in the
magnificent prose for which he is famous) for what King called "Phase
Two" of the movement.

Readers of the book will find that King presents a radical analysis
of the origin and nature of racism, and a perspective for future
organizing that would, if carried out, shake American capitalism to its core.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

BY THE time King sat down to write this book, the civil rights
movement had won the major legislation it sought. King recognized
that those victories hardly changed the real structure of racism in
America, but they did create a mass transformation in consciousness:

To sit at a lunch counter or occupy the front seat of a bus had no
effect on our material standard of living, but in removing a caste
stigma, it revolutionized our psychology and elevated the spiritual
content of our being.

But "Phase Two" of the movement would have to challenge economic inequality:

[D]ignity is also corroded by poverty...No worker can maintain his
morale or sustain his spirit if in the market place his capacities
are declared to be worthless to society.

Compared to the cost of creating real equality, the civil rights
victories were "cheap":

The practical cost of change for the nation up to this point has been
cheap. The limited reforms have been obtained at bargain rates. The
real cost lies ahead. The stiffening of white resistance is a
recognition of that fact.

The discount education given Negroes will in the future have to be
purchased at full price if quality education is to be realized. Jobs
are harder and costlier to create than voting rolls. The eradication
of slums housing millions is complex far beyond integrating buses and
lunch counters.

That "resistance"--the white backlash--against the gains of the civil
rights movement began before the ink had dried on the chief pieces of
civil rights legislation, signed into law by Johnson in 1964 and
1965. Further, Northern liberal politicians who funded King's
campaigns to desegregate the South were the very ones presiding over
the segregated slums in the North:

When, in the last session of Congress, the issue came home to the
North through a call for open housing legislation, white Northern
congressmen who had enthusiastically supported the 1964 and 1965
civil rights bills now joined a mighty chorus of anguish and dismay
reminiscent of Alabama and Mississippi.

So while King thought that riots were counterproductive, and he
disagreed with the popular slogan "Black Power," he rejected the
logic of blaming the victim and identified racism as the real root of
the problem:

The persistence of racism in depth and the dawning awareness that
Negro demands will necessitate structural changes in society have
generated a new phase of white resistance in North and South.

Based on the cruel judgment that Negroes have come far enough, there
is a strong mood to bring the civil rights movement to a halt or
reduce it to a crawl. Negro demands that yesterday evoked admiration
and support, today--to many--have become tiresome, unwarranted and a
disturbance to the enjoyment of life. Cries of Black Power and riots
are not the causes of white resistance, they are consequences of it.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

KING MOVED his family to Chicago and led a campaign there against the
manifestations and institutions of Northern racism, but his
nonviolent tactics were unable to wrest major concessions from city officials.

A sense of frustration had set into the Black ghetto, evidenced by
the urban riots that swept hundreds of American cities from 1965 to
1968. Once, King even spoke before a Black audience and was booed.
That night, he tossed and turned, trying to understand what was
happening to Black consciousness:

Why would they boo one so close to them? But as I lay awake thinking,
I finally came to myself, and I could not for the life of me have
less than patience and understanding for those young people.

For 12 years, I, and others like me, had held out radiant promises of
progress. I had preached to them about my dream. I had lectured to
them about the not-too-distant day when they would have freedom,
"all, here and now." I had urged them to have faith in America and in
white society. Their hopes soared.

They were now booing because they felt that we were unable to deliver
on our promises. They were booing because we had urged them to have
faith in people who had too often proved to be unfaithful. They were
now hostile because they were watching the dream that they had so
readily accepted turn into a frustrating nightmare.

King warned that the legacy of racism in America would not be easily
or quickly overcome. He recalled the tendency of the country to take
"one step forward on the question of racial justice, and then take a
step backward," and drew an historical parallel with the freeing of the slaves:

In 1863, the Negro was given abstract freedom expressed in luminous
rhetoric. But in an agrarian economy, he was given no land to make
liberation concrete...As Frederick Douglass came to say,
"Emancipation granted the Negro freedom to hunger, freedom to winter
amid the rains of heaven. Emancipation was freedom and famine at the
same time."

What did this history demonstrate to King?

All of this tells us that the white backlash is nothing new. White
America has been backlashing on the fundamental God-given and human
rights of Negro Americans for more than 300 years.

Interestingly, King stopped short of asserting racism as a universal
or permanent feature of American society. He argued, instead, that
its origins lay in the economics of the African slave trade. Racism
was the result, not the cause of slavery:

It is important to understand that the basis for the birth, growth
and development of slavery in America was primarily economic...It
seems to be a fact of life that human beings cannot continue to do
wrong without eventually reaching out for some rationalization to
clothe their acts in the garments of righteousness. And so, with the
growth of slavery, men had to convince themselves that a system which
was so economically profitable, was morally justifiable. The attempt
to give a moral sanction to a profitable system gave birth to the
doctrine of white supremacy.

It follows from this understanding of the social roots of racism
that, just as it was made, racism can be unmade. Furthermore, the
logic of the struggle for economic equality, King argued, naturally
leads to the question of multiracial struggle:

Racism is a tenacious evil, but it is not immutable. Millions of
underprivileged whites are in the process of considering the
contradiction between segregation and economic progress. White
supremacy can feed their egos but not their stomachs.

King worried that the slogan "Black Power" cut Blacks off from their
potential allies:

In the final analysis, the weakness of Black Power is its failure to
see that the Black man needs the white man, and the white man needs
the Black man. However much we may try to romanticize the slogan,
there is no separate Black path to power and fulfillment that does
not intersect white paths, and there is no separate white path to
power and fulfillment, short of social disaster, that does not share
that power with Black aspirations for freedom and human dignity. We
are bound together in a single garment of destiny.

Racism actually retarded the organization of poor whites to challenge
their own poverty:

There are, in fact, more poor white Americans than there are Negro.
Their need for a war on poverty is no less desperate than the
Negro's. In the South, they have been deluded by race prejudice and
largely remained aloof from common action. Ironically, with this
posture, they were fighting not only the Negro, but themselves.

Did this mean forgetting about racism and "moving on" to a purely
economic movement? No--quite the opposite:

It is, however, important to understand that giving a man his due may
often mean giving him special treatment. I am aware of the fact that
this has been a troublesome concept for many liberals, since it
conflicts with their traditional ideal of equal opportunity and equal
treatment of people according to their individual merits...

A society that has done something special against the Negro for
hundreds of years must now do something special for him, in order to
equip him to compete on a just and equal basis.

That "something special," King argued, would be a massive reparations
program--an Economic Bill of Rights:

However much we pool our resources and "buy Black," this cannot
create the multiplicity of new jobs and provide the number of
low-cost houses that will lift the Negro out of the economic
depression caused by centuries of deprivation. Neither can our
resources supply quality integrated education. All of this requires
billions of dollars which only an alliance of
liberal-labor-civil-rights forces can stimulate.

In short, the Negroes' problem cannot be solved unless the whole of
American society takes a new turn toward greater economic justice.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

WE SHOULD never forget that King died trying to build a movement to
get those billions. He was assassinated in Memphis, where he had come
to support sanitation workers on strike for union recognition--the
very kind of struggle he felt was central to "Phase Two."

America has elected an African American president--something that
would have been impossible only a generation ago. But King's words
remind us of a further "turn" that America has yet to take. A new
generation will have to take up this challenge.

In the final pages of Where Do We Go from Here? King calls on a bit
of Biblical poetry to urge his readers to build the kind of
determined movement that could make their dreams a reality:

Our only hope today lies in our ability to recapture the
revolutionary spirit and go out into a sometimes hostile world
declaring eternal opposition to poverty, racism and militarism. With
this powerful commitment, we shall boldly challenge the status quo
and unjust mores, and thereby speed the day when "every valley shall
be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low; and the
crooked shall be made straight and the rough places plain."

Amen.
--

What else to read

Brian Jones expands on the final months of the civil rights leader's
life in "Martin Luther King's last fight," published in the
International Socialist Review.

Michael Honey's Going Down Jericho Road tells the story of the
Memphis sanitation strike, vividly rendering its dynamics and King's
role in it.

One of the best biographies of King is Bearing the Cross: Martin
Luther King Jr. and the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, by
David Garrow. King's last years are the subject of At Canaan's Edge:
America in the King Years, 1965-68, the final volume of Taylor
Branch's multi-part biography.

For an overview of the struggle against racism in the U.S., from
slavery to the present day, get Black Liberation and Socialism, by
Ahmed Shawki. For more on the development of the civil rights
struggle specifically, read Jack Bloom's Class, Race and the Civil
Rights Movement.

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Friday, January 23, 2009

Looking back on 30 years of Save the River [Abbie Hoffman]

Looking back on 30 years of Save the River

http://news10now.com/content/top_stories/131433/looking-back-on-30-years-of-save-the-river/Default.aspx

Updated: 01/10/2009
By: Brian Dwyer

CLAYTON, NY -- It was a man named Barry Freed that sparked interest.
He, along with a dozen or so others held a meeting in the Thousand
Islands in August of 1978. The goal was to stop a plan to extend the
shipping season on the St. Lawrence River into the winter. That's
something the group says would have severely damaged the river.

It wasn't until much later that people found out that man, Barry
Freed, was actually world famous political activist Abbie Hoffman.
Ann Ward was in attendance at that meeting.

"He was very much opposed to this and so he wanted to energize the
community here and have people understand what the threat would be,"
Ward said about Freed, which is Abbie Hoffman's alias.

That threat occurred two years earlier. 300,000 gallons of oil
spilled into the heart of the Thousand Islands causing damage that
can still be seen today. To this day the Slick of '76 remains one of
the largest inland oil spills in U.S. History.

"The ships that were going up and down, yes it was very nice to see
them, but they were, there was a possibility this could happen again
and it was frightening," Ward said.

So born was an agency in Clayton named Save the River. For the last
30 years it's been fighting groups still trying to do things like
extend the season.

Now other river damaging battles have begun including water levels
and invasive species. The organization says it's never too late to it
or anyone to make a difference.

"We can keep doing things the way we have been because it's a little
more convenient and we've gotten used to things, a lot of people have
gotten used to things the way they are, but we also need to look
around every once in a while and say what is the big picture," Save
the River Assistant Director Stephanie Weiss said.

Save the River says the way to do that is education. Educating locals
and also people who have the power to make things happen.

Weiss says it's the best way to help those people whose lives depend
on the river.

"Those people have a really important stake in making sure the
resource gets protected," She said. "We make sure elected officials
and the policy makers understand how important it is."

"Groups like this play an important role in bringing national
awareness to how fragile the ecosystem is in our area and how
important it is that we keep an eye on that and balance business and
environment," Jefferson County Legislator Phil Reed said.

The big picture battles may never be totally won, but the group says
each time a policy changes and the river is safe another day, it's a
big victory.

For more information on Save the River, you can call (315) 686-2010.

You can also check out their website at savetheriver.org.

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How Wrong We Were [Bunchy Carter / John Huggins]

How Wrong We Were

http://www.lacitybeat.com/cms/story/detail/how_wrong_we_were/7946/

40 years after a deadly UCLA shooting that killed Black Panthers
Bunchy Carter and John Huggins, the only man still in prison for
their murders is a man who didn't pull the trigger. Now, he tells his story.

By Watani Stiner
Published: 01/14/2009

It happened just inside the cafeteria doorway: a heated argument,
some profane words, a tussle between four angry young men. The first
shot silenced the revolutionary chatter. More shots rang out as
frightened students scrambled for cover, leaving me wounded in the
shoulder and two Black Panthers dead on the floor of UCLA's Campbell
Hall, room 1201.

It's been 40 years since the January 17, 1969, shootout that took the
lives of Alprentice "Bunchy" Carter and John Jerome Huggins. I've
spent the majority of my adult life in San Quentin prison because of
the events of that day.

I was 20 years old at the time, a student awaiting placement in
UCLA's High Potential program as a political science major. But
perhaps more importantly I was a member of Kwanzaa-founder Maulana
Karenga's black revolutionary organization "Us." Formed in the wake
of the Watts riots in 1966, Us had been, for years, the rising
vanguard organization of the black revolutionary struggle in Los
Angeles. Karenga, a cum laude graduate from UCLA with Ph.D.s in
political science and social ethics, had earned the attention of The
New York Times as the "leading black nationalist" in Los Angeles.

My initial involvement with Us was purely accidental. In 1966, as an
angry 18-year-old man, I inadvertently stumbled on Karenga and the
first ever Kwanzaa celebration at the Aquarian Bookstore in South Central.

It was the crowd that first caught my attention ­ multicolored
African attire, shiny bald heads and clusters of beautifully defiant
afros. I stopped to investigate and was immediately greeted and
invited inside. Only several years removed from living in segregated
Houston, Texas, forced to drink from the "colored" water fountain,
I'd never had such an exhilarating experience among so many African-Americans.

Back in Houston my father was a college professor ­ a Ph.D. in
mathematics and a World War II veteran. But he was driven to
alcoholism by the accumulated weight of years of racial prejudice,
and his depression and abuse tore our family apart. My mother
eventually left him, taking her five children to Watts. I was 10
years old at the time.

Though I didn't face the same kind of racial discrimination in Watts
as I did in Houston, life wasn't easy. I was considered an outsider
and was often followed home and beaten up by the street-hardened
neighborhood kids. But that night at the Aquarian, after years of
struggling to fit in, I finally felt like I belonged somewhere. I
left the celebration with rich feelings of racial pride and joined
the Us organization shortly after, along with my wife and my brother, Sikia.

On Sunday evenings I began attending "soul sessions," in which
Karenga expounded on various aspects of Kawaida, his theory of black
cultural and social change. We