Though the contingent from Colorado Springs was small, this year’s nuclear disarmament protest drew 50 activists to remote Weld County, home of N-8, one of 49 missile silos in the state of Colorado. Activists joined in from Denver, Fort Collins and Boulder, and drew the interest of a local Fox-TV Affiliate. See the M.A.D. Mutually Assured Destruction Minuteman III Mockups in Loring’s pictures at CSACTION.ORG.
Not My Tribe
The Myth of Middle Ground
This was a lot of driving to get a few local activists out into a cow pasture by themselves.
Could be worse… Jesus started with 12 people, was homeless himself, look what He started.
Course, they lynched Him before it took off really well, then they lynched His disciples, and a couple two or three generations of them before it really got well established.
Remember, too, that statement is directly aimed at The Big Pigs, they think they own Christianity and will even quote Bible to “prove” that we need those missiles.
And if and when they quote me, they’ll pull the quotation marks from around the word “prove”… Just the way they do business.
Bob 13TH! Bill just told me you brought a Fort Collins contingent to the vigil! I’m so sorry I didn’t make it. I had hoped to make an informative road trip of the event. Seeing a nuclear missile silo is anticlimactic because above ground there’s nothing there, and even cordoned as a crime scene so remote from passersby, the site is positively banal. But isn’t that what our atomic age is all about? Looming self-destruction in our midst, but out of sight.
I’m sorry I missed seeing you and sharing the camaraderie along this thankless struggle.
Tony obviously has either a great disdain for the plains or for long distance travel by car as he already stuck his tongue out per this vigil prior so I don’t know why the snivelling now. First – the silo is in crop country – not cow patties – and being from this area, I probably have a greater respect for the farmlands than the quasi-trendy, neo-sophisticated sycophantic bureaucratic city structures of asphalt, mirrors, and blowhards.
Yes, Eric, much as you described, the event was exactly as expected – both interesting/ not interesting in attending. Thank you again for posting info on the event.
What was interesting was to see the vigil’s pleasantness, its hope, its calm determinination. A welcome contrast against very discouraging times for our world. I’ve been to a silo eons ago so I knew that the only thing to see would be new faces, a reminder of what the plains of Colorado mean to me, as well as the beauty of blue skies versus atomic burn. A Picnic at Hanging Rock.
What was not interesting was the lack of younger minds there, and the overall lack of attendance in general. I was disappointed that with all the colleges in Colorado, the “wait” of this issue is mostly being carried by first-person “witness” generations.
One person noted that there were 49 people attending, the equivalent to the number of missle silos in Colorado. Was this a large attendance? All I could think of while driving home – was the isolation of it. If the attendance was distributed per silo then the vigil would be down to one person in front of each silo – making the wait – standing the watch, alone, vulnerable, and all to easy to dismiss.
As for the long drive – the time passes quickly when in good company. Thus this event was also a chance to remember the food lands gratefully as well as to address the tragedy of man’s greedy political escalations.
While many political struggles are open to debate – No Nukes is a no brainer. And yet, somehow one wonders if the message has been lost to Charmin commercials and other asswipes.