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We had an incredible evening yesterday up at the new Camp Casey site. Now, as you read the rest of this post, keep in mind that the new site is literally within spitting distance of Bush's ranch-- though we wouldn't actually spit, as we're trying to behave ourselves. And besides, why stoop to vulgar behavior when we have a sound system so loud the words "No more war!" can surely be heard in the man's bedroom?!?
Other statements that boomed over the loudspeaker tonight, besieging Mr. Bush and his pro-war agenda:
Rev. Peter Johnson of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference (pictured above with three Gold Star mothers) intoned, "If George Bush is right, then Mahatma Gandhi was wrong. If George Bush is right, then Martin Luther King, Jr. was wrong. If George Bush is right, then Jesus Christ was wrong!"
A Gold Star mother who lost her son in 2003 (speaking, above): "When I first met George Bush after my son was killed, I told him: I'm going to follow up with you! And here I am, following up with him!"
Juan Torres, father of a soldier killed by his superiors in Afghanistan for whistleblowing alleged drug trafficking on the base: "When I came to the U.S. from Argentina, I was looking for the American dream, especially for my children. Now my American dream is buried six feet underground."
We at Camp Casey are blessed by what generous supporters have donated to us and the courageous people who share their stories with us. Tonight we ate food donated by Food not Bombs, sheltered by a huge tent erected on the property of our dear friend Fred Mattlage. We gathered together after dinner to listen to the stories of a brawny Marine who was brave enough to come out of the closet on national television; a Minnesota state senator who buried her son this past May; two civil rights legends who walked with Martin Luther King, Jr.; and many other military families who are grieving their dead sons and daughters. Before the speeches, we were all a bit tired from the intensity of the past few days, but I think there was a definite rejuvenation last night as we grasped the significance of raising hell on the President's doorstep. Here's to 11 more days of hell-raising!!!