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etween 1981 and 1993, A Friendly Letter was an independent journal of news and issues of concern to the Religious Society of Friends (Quakers), and like-minded persons. Many back issues and additional reports from those years are available online here.  Beginning in First Month (January) 2004, the Letter  is being resurrected, in appropriate 21st century form, as a blog. Note: Except where otherwise noted, the views and opinions expressed here are solely my own. And who is Chuck Fager? Here's some biographical information.
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Posted February 5, 2005

Selma 1965: The Historic Alabama Voting Rights Campaign --
Forty Years After

A two-volume "mug book" of civil rights "agitators" was compiled by the Alabama Department of Public Safety in 1965-66. The cover of Volume One is below. Both volumes of this set have been reproduced in full on that invaluable web resource, The Memory Hole.

 

The mug shot of your humble blogger, from Volume Two,  is reproduced below.
I was arrested in Selma on January 20, 1965 during a peaceful protest. Two more arrests followed. In 1974 my book, Selma 1965: The March That Changed the South, was published by Charles Scribner's Sons. A second edition was issued by Beacon Press in 1984.
The Fortieth Anniversary edition is now available from my own Kimo Press. The new Introduction to this edition, slightly adapted, is below.

Selma 1965: The March that Changed the South

Charles E. Fager

First published, 1974.
From the Introduction to the Fortieth Anniversary Edition:

For a 1960s white liberal, the fortieth anniversary of the Selma, Alabama voting rights campaign in March 2005 ought to be a time for unalloyed celebration.

But while preparing my book Selma 1965; the March that Changed the South for republication, the events of the past few years, and especially the fall of 2004, crowded out my celebratory feelings.

My editorial preparations involved a review of the conditions in Alabama and the Deep South which made the Selma campaign necessary. As I read, repeated and ominous parallels between them and the national U.S. polity in 2005 emerged. For me, these parallels cannot be ignored or downplayed; and they leave little space for celebration.

Consider some of the key features of the segregated South that confronted the young organizers of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) who first came to Selma in 1963, followed by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in early 1965.


The Edmund Pettus bridge, Selma
Photos © by John F. Phillips

A march stretches past Brown Chapel
AME Church, the campaign's base
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Both groups faced a one-party political system which had been in power, with only brief interruptions, more than 80 years. This system had maintained the trappings of electoral democracy, in which the ruling elites’ factional rivalries were played out. However, electoral fraud, persistent, substantial, and unbridled vote-stealing, was a keystone of this structure’s reign and modus operandi.

Likewise, stigmatizing and disfranchising much of the population (poor whites as well as blacks) were both means and ends of this electoral corruption. This exclusion was partly written into state laws. But where de jure proved insufficient, arbitrary imprisonment and unofficial terror were widely used to keep the subject populations de facto "in their place" and out of the political realm.

The major regional news media abetted and rationalized this situation. Adhering to a rigid, if unofficial code of conduct, they kept whole categories of events, and the subject populations, largely hidden from the awareness of the voting public, and for much of this era, invisible to the rest of the country as well. When some outrage upon the underclasses could not be ignored, this same media was quick to downplay, explain away, or excuse it.

To this unhappy combination could be added southern culture’s fetishistic devotion to military attitudes, symbols and institutions. Solidly rooted in regional culture and history, this militarist outlook had the added benefit of giving politicians cover for continual efforts to funnel huge amounts of federal subsidy dollars into a society which otherwise scorned such "welfare" payments.

Underlining and underlying this regional culture was a pervasive, quasi-official religion, or at least religiosity, a version of evangelical Christianity which was at once fully assimilated to the system, one of its major sources, and its key legitimizer.
 

That was then.

This is now: As 2005 opened, and this white liberal Selma veteran looked toward its fortieth anniversary, the parallels between the political culture of Alabama at the beginning of 1965, and that of the US as a whole are striking and ominous:

As this is written, one-party rule is being institutionalized in Washington. In Congress it has advanced to the point where the majority in the House of Representatives made many of the key legislative decisions in its party caucus, leaving the minority completely outside the process – a procedure with eerie resemblances to the all-white Alabama primaries of old.

Further, most major American "news" media have been either absorbed into or neutralized by the commanding ideological juggernaut. Dissenting media voices still exist, of course, but they are effectively marginalized. For example, in December 2004, Bill Moyers concluded a long and distinguished journalistic career in which he repeatedly and trenchantly exposed harsh truths about the ruling regime. His reporting was fearless and probing. But where were the signs that anyone in the circles of power was listening?

They were certainly not listening to the many well-documented reports of widespread and strategic voting fraud in the 2004 election. In numerous key states, coordinated efforts were made that denied large numbers of minority voters – "minority" here meaning both people of color, and residents of regions known for supporting the political minority – effective access to the ballot box. And as this debacle was documented and analyzed, it became ever more clear that such tactics were not an innovation, but a tradition, one familiar to anyone who has read the post-Civil War history of the Deep South’s Black Belt.

In 1892 Alabama, for instance, such blatant fraud robbed the Populist majority and handed victory to the ruling coalition of Big Mules and Planters, as it had in so many other places.

"Yes, we counted you out," the winners bragged. "What are you going to do about it?" (Vann Woodward, 242) The insurgents wrung their hands, raised their voices to heaven, and to the state house in Montgomery, and the result was – nothing.-

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Two Modern Quaker Theologians in the Shadow of Greatness
Posted February 11, 2004

A Living Faith, Wilmer Cooper (Friends United Press, 1991, 240 pages, paper).
Goatwalking, Jim Corbett (Viking, 1991, 238 pages, cloth).

While keeping up with a sampling of current Christian theologizing, I have often regretted that Friends are not better represented in this contentious field. Following the ongoing debates on such doctrinal issues as the nature and use of the Bible, the place of Jesus, and the shape and limits of the Christian community, I often find myself saying, "Yes, but the Quaker position on that makes much more sense."

Yet these Quaker positions, however telling, are rarely articulated in that arena today, except occasionally and then typically in a form diluted almost beyond recognition. Not only are the debates thereby impoverished, but the Society of Friends is left as something of a denominational Rodney Dangerfield, getting no respect. Even more, the practical sides of these debates, their implications for questions of personal ethics and group action, are similarly deprived of the insights our tradition could bring to bear. <<More>>

 Marine War Resister Stephen Funk Is Free!

Posted February 4, 2004, 11:30 AM EST

         Stephen Funk, one of the first GI resisters in the current war, was released this morning form the brig at Camp Lejeune NC. Exclusive Pictures and more . . . .

YES! A Blow Against the Excesses of the (Mis-named) "Patriot" Act

      "Citing Free Speech, Judge Voids Part of Antiterror Act"

       Headline, The New York Times,  January 27, 2004

Universalist Theology Rises Again--
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 From The New Issue of Quaker Theology (#9)

  Posted 1/25/2004

If Grace Be True: Why God Will Save Every Person. Philip Gulley & James Mulholland. New York: HarperSanFrancisco, 2003. 220 pages, cloth, $22.95

A Treatise on Atonement, Hosea Ballou. Boston: Skinner House Books, 1986 (Reprint of 1832 edition) 254 pages, paper.

Reviewed by Chuck Fager
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      Almost two hundred years ago, Hosea Ballou foretold what would befall two Quaker pastors in Indiana, Philip Gulley and his good friend James Mulholland, in 2002:

To profess universal salvation," Ballou wrote, "will subject some to excommunication from regular churches; others to the pain of being neglected by their neighbors; others to be violently opposed by their companions . . . and a man’s enemies will be those of his own house. (Ballou: 227)

       Ballou wrote this about his own time, and the controversy generated by the ideas contained in his magnum opus, A Treatise on Atonement. In it Ballou, an early New England Universalist, made a case that Unitarian-Universalists today claim as one of their founding classics.
       That was in 1805. But Ballou’s words were indeed prophetic: Since Gulley and Mulholland put forth their work, all hell has broken loose in the Hoosier state.
       Or at least, in Western Yearly Meeting, which includes most of the Quaker population in the western half of the state. Recent accounts suggest that this venerable body is essentially falling apart, with Meetings decamping left and right, and many of them citing toleration of the two pastors’ "heresy" as a major reason. (There has also been a concurrent, recurrent squabble over same sex marriage in Western; the two are more than coincidentally related, but for convenience we’ll stick with universalism here.)
       More of the public ire has been directed at Gulley, as the better-known of the two: he is the author of a very popular series of "front porch tales" books, published by Multnomah Press, a strongly evangelical house in Oregon. The series, drawn from pastoral work to which the phrase "homespun humor" is widely applied, has been a best-seller in many religious bookstores.
      But when Gulley told Multnomah of his plans for a book favorable to "universal salvation," Multnomah dropped him (and it) like a hot potato. Best-selling authors need not starve in the wilderness, though; the blatantly "liberal" HarperSanFrancsico snapped it up.
        Many reviews in journals favored by his former readers, however, have been stinging:
     The authors, "jettison the whole structure of Christian conviction," thundered Albert Mohler, president of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Louisville KY, in a review entitled "The Theology of Wishful Thinking."
      The judgement in Quaker Life was only barely more restrained, accusing them of using "straw men" and "misappropriated anecdotes" as the building blocks of a "radically speculative" theology that ends up "in the realm of fantasy," which the reviewer "cannot recommend." (Richmond: 22f)
      Through the summer of 2003, at least, the Quaker Hill Bookstore in Richmond, Indiana was declining to stock the book for its heavily Quaker clientele. When they refused to send any copies for the United Society of Friends Women International convention, Gulley & Mulholland showed up at the meeting with one hundred and fifty copies direct from HarperSanFrancisco, which they autographed and gave away. And in the same issue of Quaker Life with the review, the bookstore ran a full page ad, prominently featuring Chicken Soup for the NASCAR Soul, and Armageddon, the latest in the apocalyptic "Left Behind" series of novels.
      The first online reviewer at Amazon.com echoed the other critics, but more bluntly, calling the book simply "A bunch of bull," and declaring, "I do not agree with anything these men say. If you are a Christian then you will NOT read this book . . . ."  <more>

Taking on "Just War" Propaganda--
From The New Issue of Quaker Theology (#9) Now Online

Posted 1/23/2004

           Quaker Theology is published twice-yearly in both print an online editions. Ann K. Riggs (of Annapolis MD Meeting and the National Council of Churches) and I co-edit it. We're excited about this new issue, and excerpts from it will appear here over the next week, linked to the full text.

 First excerpt:

Just War Against Terror: The Burden of American Power In a Violent World. Jean Bethke Elshtain. New York: Basic Books, 2003. 240 pages. $23.00

Reviewed by Chuck Fager

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First a bit of autobiography: Jean Bethke Elshtain and I were both undergraduates at Colorado State University, and late in my time there, we became acquainted. I recall with a smile a party where she, a known intellectual, amazed me by dancing wildly to the Beatles, at a time when I was still holding out against the "British Invasion" as a classical-music snob. Jean was the one who taught me better.

Later, our paths crossed again in Boston, when she was at Brandeis and I was sputtering along at Harvard. There, at some particularly low moments, she was very kind to me, and I still feel gratitude for her personal compassion in time of need.

A lot of water has gone over the dam since then. Jean, who was always headed into the academy, has had what is commonly called a "distinguished career" there, which I, not being an academic, have not followed closely. But my own path does put me in the way of books like Just War Against Terror, (JWAT) so I made haste to read it.

Thus it is with regret that I am obliged to report this is a dreadful book, a sub-par example of the genre called "neo-conservative," and one that I hope is not representative of her overall body of work.

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I’m not the first to say this. Indeed JWAT has overall not fared well among the critics, as we will see below. Leaving aside the predictable kudos from the usual neo-imperial claque (e.g, Paul Berman in the New York Times, whose praise was damningly faint enough at that), even a brief online search shows it being savaged both from left and right.

I wanted, for the personal reasons stated above, to be sympathetic to an author thus besieged, but reading Just War Against Terror made it difficult. <more>

 

 Dangerous Metaphors: Handle With Care – A Response to: "See No Evil," by Donna Glee Williams, Friends Journal, January 2004 .

posted 1/18/2004

      Donna Glee Williams begins her piece with a sweeping declaration: "I don’t see anything to gained using the word ‘evil’ to describe any part of creation."
      She later qualifies this statement somewhat, noting that "what we think about [something that could be called evil] may be helpful, or it may not."
      But the "concept of evil," she insists, is "one that doesn’t get me anywhere I want to go. She much prefers words like "sick," or "broken." or "ignorant," or even "emotional cowards." "These are just metaphors," she agrees, but they "invite certain kinds of responses that I like: healing, repairing, teaching and encouraging."
      When something has been labeled "evil," she states, "there are two ways that humans can respond: "to separate from it as much as possible," or "to destroy it."
      She is right, of course, that labeling something or someone "evil" has often served as a pretext for isolating or destroying them. Yet my overall experience with this term, the mystery that underlies it, and its practical value has been considerably different from hers.
      Let me begin with responses to the "evil." Rather than only the two options of isolation or destruction, I have seen, and experienced numerous others.
      From the outside, one response to evil (among the most important, I think) is to name and recognize it.
      Others are to deter, inhibit, stop or flee from it; also to punish it, that is, to find and exact appropriate penalties or restitution – which by no means always requires the isolation of the "evildoer," and for me at least, not their destruction.
      Two more useful responses to "evil" are to forgive or, where possible to transform and redeem it.
      And somewhat paradoxically, one of the most important responses to the concept of "evil" is gratitude – gratitude for the fact that it supports the assumption that humans are, to a great degree, responsible creatures, who are also rational and free to make choices. For me this is directly connected with a commitment to human dignity.
      I agree that many of these responses can involve consequences I don’t like; they often take me places where I do not "want to go." For instance, I once was called
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Here Is Your War, America --  posted 1/16/2004

From the Fayetteville NC Observer, 1/14/2004, front page:

        Army was an escape

Staff Sgt. Ricky Crockett, who was killed
Monday in Baghdad, wanted to leave the farm.

        By Robert Boyer Staff writer

      Two months after finishing high school in June 1984, Ricky Crockett joined the Army. He was determined to stay away from crime and from work pulling tobacco and picking peanuts in Broxton, Ga.
      "We stayed on a farm way out in the country," said Sarnantha Crockett, a younger sister. "He wanted to travel.
      "He said he wanted to make Mama and Papa proud."
      Crockett, a staff sergeant stationed at Fort Bragg, died Monday when a homemade bomb exploded near his vehicle as he patrolled Baghdad, the Department of Defense said. He was 37. Crockett was a light-wheel vehicle mechanic with the 51st Signal Battalion of the 35th Signal Brigade of the18th Airborne Corps, Fort Bragg spokeswoman Jackie Thomas said. He lived on Moriston Road in Fayetteville with his wife, Maxine, and 14-year-old daughter, Marvise. Maxine Crockett said her husband "would go out of his way to do anything for anybody."   
     
Ricky Crockett never missed a day of school. He was a mechanical whiz with a great smile and a playful spirit, Samantha Crockett said. "He was real smart ... about the smartest one" in a family of five boys and two girls, she said.
      Maxine Crockett said her husband enjoyed jigsaw puzzles, upholstering furniture and working on cars.
      He had decided to stay in the Army and retire in August 2006 after 22 years, said Maxine Crockett, also an Army veteran.
      Samantha Crockett said her brother served in Korea and in the first Gulf War.
      "He never complained about the job," she said. "He liked what he was doing.
      "He told us he had a couple more months (in Iraq) and he would see us when he got back."
      About 1,200 people live in Broxton, which is about 170miles southeast of Atlanta, Samantha Crockett said.
      "He was real friendly. Everybody knew him," she said. "When my sister-in-law called me at work, I just started to panic. I just said, ‘My brother’s dead,’ over and over."
      Marvise Crockett, a student at Douglas Byrd Middle School, turned 14 on Jan. 3.
      "She knows her father isn’t coming back," Maxine Crockett said.

Day of Remembrance, Day of Forgetting     -- posted 1/16/2004

       Yesterday, January 15, was Dr. King's birthday. The many events that were held around here focused mainly on themes drawn from his 1963 "I Have a Dream" speech.
        I have no quarrel with remembering that speech. But another King address seems more timely today. It was "Beyond Vietnam: A Time to Break Silence," delivered at the Riverside Church in New York City April 4, 1967. Yesterday I played a tape of this address to a group of students at Fayetteville State University. A few of them, at least, got the point, heard its relevance.
        If you read or listen to it and mentally substitute "Iraq" for "Vietnam" as you go, most of it could have been delivered yesterday, or today.
       A few short quotes follow. But the whole address is available online, in a printed transcript here, or in MP3 audio here. The audio version is the best way to experience it, to really "hear it." But either will do. A few quotes may indicate its continuing prophetic relevance (I have broken up the paragraphing, to suggest the rhythms of the speech.)

     "Over the past two years, as I have moved to break the betrayal of my own silences and to speak from the burnings of my own heart, as I have called for radical departures from the destruction of Vietnam, many persons have questioned me about the wisdom of my path.
     "At the heart of their concerns, this query has often loomed large and loud: "Why are you speaking about the war, Dr. King? Why are you joining the voices of dissent?" "Peace and civil rights don't mix," they say. "Aren't you hurting the cause of your people?" they ask.
     "And when I hear them, though I often understand the source of their concern, I am nevertheless greatly saddened, for such questions mean that the inquirers have not really known me, my commitment, or my calling. Indeed, their questions suggest that they do not know the world in which they live. . . ."

     "At this point I should make it clear that while I have tried in these last few minutes to give a voice to the voiceless in Vietnam and to understand the arguments of those who are called "enemy," I am as deeply concerned about our own troops there as anything else.
     "For it occurs to me that what we are submitting them to in Vietnam is not simply the brutalizing process that goes on in any war where armies face each other and seek to destroy. We are adding cynicism to the process of death, for they must know after a
short period there that none of the things we claim to be fighting for are really involved.
     "Before long they must know that their government has sent them into a struggle among Vietnamese, and the more sophisticated surely realize that we are on the side of the wealthy, and the secure, while we create a hell for the poor. . . ."

     "Somehow this madness must cease. We must stop now.
     "I speak as a child of God and brother to the suffering poor of Vietnam.
     "I speak for those whose land is being laid waste, whose homes are being destroyed, whose culture is being subverted.
    "I speak for the poor of America who are paying the double price of smashed hopes at home, and dealt death and corruption in Vietnam.
    "I speak as a citizen of the world, for the world as it stands aghast at the path we have taken.
    "I speak as one who loves America, to the leaders of our own nation: The great initiative in this war is ours; the initiative to stop it must be ours."

Quotes of the Week (Year?)  From People Magazine, January 8, 2004

    People Magazine: Is there a silly, playful, affectionate side, like if you're cooking does he come up behind you with a tickle or something?
    Howard Dean: Certainly we're not going to discuss THAT!
    Judith Steinberg Dean: I don't cook.
<snip>
   
People Magazine: Religion has been a thing lately that you've been asked a lot about lately and you say that you don't go to church or services but you do pray every night. What kinds of things do you pray for?
    Howard Dean: That's private.
    People Magazine: But are they like world peace kind of things or that we win the hockey championships?
    Howard Dean: Nothing like that.
(Posted Jan. 15. 2004)

January 12, 2004 -- Strong Stomachs Needed

        The chronic epidemic of family abuse in the U.S. military is currently back in the shadows where the Pentagon likes to keep it. It was not on my radar screen when I came to Fayetteville/Ft. Bragg, but it soon forced its way onto my agenda. And it continues, with little public attention.
        Yet far from Washington in the Rockies, one paper has done a stunning job of detailed investigative reporting on this urgent, neglected topic.  In November, the Denver Post published three major articles, numerous sidebars, and built an extensive web collection of related audios, videos and documents.
        This collection looks to me like a landmark in this field, and I hope you will look it over. Be advised, though, what you'll read and hear and see is not pretty. Just necessary.
        The toll on families is one of the hidden, huge domestic costs of American militarism. Nowadays we do hear occasionally about reservists'; families objecting to their loved ones being sent off to active duty for long stretches. That's worth noting; but there is a much more chronic, and bloodier side to the toll on families, which get only occasional and scattered blips of media attention.
       The Denver Post deserves a Pulitzer Prize for this series. But if I was to break Quaker discipline and bet, my money would be against it. Our national media, and the people who award such prizes, are not serious enough.
        If you want to learn more about this plague that America has loosed on itself, visit the Miles Foundation, or STAAAMP (Survivors Take Action Against Abuse by Military Personnel.) And if it moves you as it has moved me, let the people in power know; and the press too.

 

A Message
First Month 11, 2004

New Garden Friends Meeting, Greensboro NC

I’m thinking about prophecy today, prophecy and its fulfillment.

As best I understand it, biblical prophecy was not always simply a matter of foretelling the future. Another indicator of the depth hidden in these texts was how they could illuminate situations and events in times other than those they were ostensibly aimed at. So a scripture could be prophetically "fulfilled" by a future event coming to pass as had been predicted. But it could also be fulfilled when a passage from centuries before fit and brought light and understanding into later events and situations, quite apart from matters of simple prediction.

That is, there were truths in scripture whose truthfulness could transcend their specific time and intention, and do this more than once

Thus in the Fourth Chapter of Luke (verses 14-21), when Jesus was handed the scroll in the Nazareth synagogue, he read that the spirit of the lord was upon him, and he had been anointed to preach good news to the poor and deliverance to the captives. And then he told the congregation that this scripture had been fulfilled in their hearing.

One perspective on the passage he quoted, from the 61st chapter of Isaiah, is that it was pure prediction, a foretelling of Jesus’s mission hundreds of years later. Yet the message does not say that someone will be anointed someday; the prophet who received and wrote it down claimed that the spirit was upon him, right then, that he, Isaiah, was anointed. This good news was to be announced not only in Jesus’ time; Isaiah was to declare it too, right then and there.

So when that scripture was later "fulfilled" in Jesus reading, it was not the first time it had "come to pass"; nor should it be the last. I believe it reasonable to think this prophecy could be fulfilled again: no one would replace Jesus, but others could be, as he was, and Isaiah before him, anointed to announce good news of God’s favor and liberation.

In the same way, I’m remembering another prophecy, which includes an image that has stayed with me for many years, and has become more meaningful especially in the last several months in my work at Quaker House near Fort Bragg.

It’s from Jeremiah, chapter 32, verses 6-15. It comes after Jeremiah, who was a reluctant prophet to stat with, had been thrown into prison for announcing the imminent ruin of Jerusalem and the captivity of its people. King Zedekiah was treating Jeremiah like an enemy combatant, as if he was an agent of his enemies the Babylonians.

This was a bum rap – which didn’t make much difference then, as for many it hasn’t now. Jeremiah’s own statements make clear that it was just as devastating to him, a birthright Israelite, to announce the destruction of his homeland as it was for Zedekiah to hear it.

While he was in prison, no doubt wondering if he’d ever get the Israelite equivalent of due process, he had what appeared to be an oracle from God. But the message was not a grand vision of salvation, or even destruction; instead, this revelation seemed to involve, of all things, a real estate deal. The word came to Jeremiah that his uncle’s son would visit him and want him to buy a piece of land, which Jeremiah had inherited an option on.

And sure enough, the uncle’s son showed up with news of the option, and so Jeremiah decided that this word must indeed be from God. So he bought the field and, was careful to complete all the needed paperwork, assemble the required witnesses, and weigh out the pieces of silver to pay for it, it was all legal and official.

He then had his secretary Baruch put the deed in a sealed urn and bury it to keep it safe. And all this went on just as an enemy army was surrounding and bearing down on the capital, shortly to destroy it and make all such transactions worthless and void–just as he himself had predicted.

Yet for Jeremiah the prophetic meaning of this action was made clear (32:15):

"For thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel; Houses and fields and vineyards shall be possessed again in this land." (and v. 43 adds) that "fields shall be bought in this land whereof ye say, It is desolate, without man or beast."

For Jeremiah this message and the commercial ritual became prophetic signs that although his nation, his people faced total disruption of their lives, and loss of life for many, and then exile and captivity for the survivors -- yet they also had a divine promise was that someday, they would return and, at least for a time, be able to enjoy the ordinary, even mundane elements of peaceful life.

I said this passage had long stuck with me and become even more meaningful in recent months. Here’s how: I know four families at Fort Bragg, each of whom has had to face the disruption of having a spouse sent into combat in Iraq. None of them believes in this war; all were facing the great stress of at least short-term disruption of their families, while one member risked death or the debilitating wounds of modern war.

Three of them are there now. They are not pacifists; each would fight to defend their country from attack or imminent threat. But that’s not what they see happening in Iraq, and they don’t believe the occupation is worth the lives of their buddies, the Iraqis, or themselves.

Every day when I pick up the Fayetteville Observer, I hold my breath before reading the casualty list, wondering if it will include names I recognize. These are not my blood relatives; but they’re brothers and sisters. They are my neighbors, in a very concrete biblical sense. They are men caught in a war they don’t support, conditioned to obey orders, trying to see their duty and do it and yet somehow keep body and mind and conscience together in a place and time that threatens all of these. And if I hold my breath, what must their wives and children be going through?

The fourth family took a different course. The husband spent six miserable months in Afghanistan last year. He came back last summer, safe and sound, but with a broader conviction than the others, that the whole program of war was misdirected and posed as much a danger to our homeland as it does to that of the Iraqis and others. He filed a Conscientious Objector claim, but to no avail. Over the months since his return, his sense of the immorality and absurdity of the whole military venture only strengthened.

So when orders came in December that his unit was sending troops to Iraq, and his name was on the deployment list, it presented not only a crisis of risk to him, his wife and their toddler son. It was also a crisis of conscience.

The troops from that unit left for Iraq this past week; they must be there by now. But this soldier was not among them. One night the phone rang and I learned that he and his family had left the country, and are seeking refuge in another land, probably never to return. They left almost all their possessions behind, and are literally starting new lives.

This is a story familiar to those who remember the Vietnam War; it’s also a story that should be familiar to readers of Jeremiah, because he too left his homeland and ended his days, so far as we know, as a refugee in Egypt.

If there is a word of prophetic comfort for these families, for me it comes in this account of the assurance to Jeremiah that despite the coming perils and devastation, yet someday these would be overcome, they would have an end. The exiles or their descendants would return, and once again there would be in the land the ordinary things that make up the warp and woof of peaceful common life: homes, families, vineyards, even the routines of commerce.

This, the routine. the everyday, all that which we normally think we can take for granted, was shown to Jeremiah to be signs of God’s favor, and a ground for hope.

I’m no prophet, and I don’t know when this passage of hope and peace will or can be fulfilled for these four families, or for the hundred and forty thousand others in this country who face similar perils. Or, for that matter, for the millions of Iraqis, among whom the disruption of life is so much more general and near-total.

But it has been fulfilled before; it has come to pass before, and it can be fulfilled again. Its achievement would also mean the fulfillment of yet another scripture passage that resonates for me today, from Psalm 107, verses 4-8:

They wandered in the wilderness in a solitary way; they found no city to dwell in. Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them. Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses. And he led them forth by the right way, that they might go to a city of habitation. Let them thank the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works for humankind!

That can’t come soon enough, for any of them, for any of us, and that is my prayer this morning.

My prayer and my hope, and the basis for continuing witness.

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Top Issue: Declaring "The Hundred-Year Lamb's War"   -- 1/9/2004

     But to business: I've called on Friends (and others) to consider declaring war, what I call the Hundred-year Lamb's War (or a new Century of Peacemaking, for those who prefer secular language). This idea is not just a slogan, but points to a strategic outline for long term work and witness.
     For a fuller exposition of this idea, click here. The key assumptions are:
     1. The U.S. has now embarked on an explicit drive to maintain world domination. Acting on this plan has put us largely outside international law and the world community of nations and peoples.
     2. There are religious groups, especially Islamic, which are working to extend and impose their version of religion on others, and to destroy their "enemies," including especially the U.S.
     3. Those who believe, as I do, that both these forces bode disaster for the world, are called to resist and build alternatives.
     4. Meaningful resistance and alternatives will take a long time to develop; the struggle is and will be a long-term one.
     5. Resisters need to think and act accordingly.

      As this work develops, it will have many facets, and no central headquarters. I'll be returning to it frequently.

The Draft Is Coming

      Can the U.S. war machine sustain its expanding imperial mission with a "volunteer" military?
       I don't believe so, and I'm not alone. The job is too big (and bloody), and the forces are too small. From my perspective next door to Fort Bragg, one of the largest and most important army bases, the cost of this overstretch to soldiers and families is an everyday reality. Something has to give, and I think that break could happen soon.
       In fact, I'm predicting that the greatest risk for a return to the draft would come next year, in 2005, if the current administration is returned to office. For a detailed analysis of this situation and the 2005 forecast, including an introduction to the Quaker House Draft-O-Meter, which tracks the risk, click here.
      
"Just War" in Iraq?    -- 1/9/2004

      The imperial course has its defenders, even in religious circles. One of them is the scholar Jean Bethke Elsthtain, whose book, Just War Against Terror undertakes to make the case that not only the U.S. war in Afghanistan, but the attack on Iraq, and the "new imperialist" mission underlying it, are moral and Christian. I beg to differ, and have prepared a review explaining why, in the forthcoming issue of the journal Quaker Theology; the review will be available online shortly
     There was a spate of books on the same subject after the first Gulf War in 1991. One of them, Just War and the Gulf War, argued much the same case, that St. Augustine, father of the Christian "just war" theory, would have given that bloodbath his blessing, as doubtless would have his distinguished predecessor, Jesus Christ (though this increasingly obscure Christian thinker was rarely mentioned in the text. My dissenting review of this screed is here. 

A Fine New Book      -- 1/9/2004

    Last month I was sent a book that I'd call a "must-read" for Friends and other peace folks, with special interest for women: Driving By Moonlight, by Kristin Henderson, just out from Seal Press.
     WARNING: Do NOT start this book when you have a lot of work to do. It was very hard to put down, and I stayed up way too late (even for me) over several nights to finish it.
While it can be called a memoir, and is, as she says, "a true story -- both true and a story," it's also a "road book", built around an 8000-mile trip she made across the country and back in a Corvette right after 9-11.
     But of course, the journey is also an archetypal Quest, and a Spiritual Pilgrimage. And interwoven with that are three other major themes, each richly and achingly detailed:
    • Her marriage, which is a good one, but with very serious strains --among them:
    • Her consuming lust to have a child, which only intensifies through 8 years of excruciating struggles with infertility.
    • Her Quakerism, which encompasses devotion to and questions about it. The questions swirl around both what Friends call the "peace testimony" after the Twin Towers, as well as the "whole Christian thing." She's "worn orthodoxy as long as she canst," but belief in it is slipping away from her, no matter how hard she tries to hold on, and even as she becomes more firmly settled as a Quaker.
    All this circles back to her marriage, because her husband is a devoutly believing Lutheran minister, who counts on their always having a love of Jesus Christ as divine savior in common.

      And he's not just a minister, but one who has lusted to be a chaplain in the Marines, and finally achieves his goal. He heads for Afghanistan on a troopship as she heads west in the Corvette, leaving her to agonize both about his personal fate and about how his acting on his faith connects with her efforts to act on hers.
    This is soap opera material, but there's not a hint of bathos here: Henderson can write.
    While most Friends will have issues that differ from hers, there will be parallels and overlaps for most of us too, and I expect many a box of Kleenex will be get soggy while readers miss appointments and neglect chores to see how it turns out.
    Driving By Moonlight really ought to be an Oprah bestseller; but I suspect it won't make the cut: it's too real and painful in too many places. That's not a criticism in my book, but a truth of marketing. Famine relief groups know they can't raise money using pictures of children who are actually starving; American readers recoil from such realistic images, turn away in denial.
     Henderson is frequently funny, and regularly insightful--aphoristic gems sparkle from  her quickly-turning pages. Yet she doesn't soften anything, doesn't turn away, and my hat is off to her for that.
      I'll have more to say about this book in a longer review in the forthcoming issue of Quaker Theology. And there are some excellent reader reviews of it at Amazon.com, and more information at the author's website.
     Driving By Moonlight is real Quaker truth-speaking, something all-too rare among Friends (as everywhere else), and would deserve to be cherished for that witness alone. Fortunately there is more here to make it memorable reading. Much more.
     Don't miss it.
 
 

Yours in the Light,

Chuck Fager

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