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While I was in grad school in Baltimore, from 1986 - 1990, I met Phil Berrigan and his wife, Liz McAllister, and others from Jonah House Community. Actually, Phil would have used the word "infamous", instead of "famous". He was my cellmate a couple of times, and was a dear friend, who sadly, passed away about six months ago, and is greatly missed. (In fact, now that I think about it, the first time that I met him was in jail, and I didn't realize who he was at the time.) Here are a couple of obituaries.

February 2003

It Seems to Me
Howard Zinn

A Holy Outlaw

The long funeral procession for Phil Berrigan moved slowly through the streets of the poor black parish in Baltimore where he had begun his priesthood. Some parents held young children by the hand, as they walked behind the flatbed truck that carried Phil's coffin, which had been made by his son, Jerry, and was decorated with flowers and peace symbols.

It was a bitterly cold December day in the kind of neighborhood where the city doesn't bother to clear the snow. People looked on silently from the windows of decaying buildings, and you could see the conditions that first provoked Phil's anger against the injustice of poverty in a nation of enormous wealth.

Some thousand people crowded into the church. A young priest, a friend of the Berrigans, dressed in white clerical robes, officiated. The service was suffused with religious solemnity--Buddhist chants, church hymns, prayers--and in the background the soft sounds of children, while all around were colorful posters and paintings: No More War, Peace Is the Way.

Phil's wife, Elizabeth McAlister, son Jerry, and daughters Frida and Kate spoke lovingly, eloquently, of their father. Daniel Berrigan, priest, poet, and brother, read one of his poems. Bread and wine were handed out.

Someone read the statement Phil dictated to Liz when he was unable to hold a pen. He spoke of his community in Jonah House in Baltimore. "They have always been a lifeline to me." He knew the end was near, but was unwavering in his commitment: "I die with the conviction that nuclear weapons are the scourge of the Earth; to mine for them, manufacture them, deploy them, use them, is a curse against God, the human family, and the Earth itself."

Phil Berrigan was a hero in a time when we cannot find heroes among the politicians in Washington, much less the timorous press.

The real heroes are not on national television or in the headlines. They are the nurses, the doctors, the teachers, the social workers, the janitors, the hospital orderlies, the construction workers, the people who keep the society going, who help people in need. They are the advocates for the homeless, the students asking a living wage for the campus janitors, the environmental activists trying to protect the trees, the air, the water. And they are the protesters against war, the apostles of peace in a world going mad with violence.

Among these was Philip Berrigan. Phil was a priest who defied his church by marrying his sweetheart, a former nun. He defied his government by challenging its accumulation of nuclear weapons, its death-dealing wars in Southeast Asia, Latin America, and the Middle East. And he went to prison again and again because he committed civil disobedience--pouring blood on nuclear warheads, hammering away at America's weapons of mass destruction.

He saw combat as an infantryman in World War II and came away from that war with the belief that war does not solve the fundamental problems that face the human race. As a young Catholic priest, he worked among poor black people in Baltimore, and he became convinced that racism and poverty were intertwined. He was an early opponent of the war in Vietnam, and he believed, as Martin Luther King Jr. said, that "the evils of capitalism are as real as the evils of militarism and the evils of racism."

I came to know Phil Berrigan well, at first through his brother. Dan and I became good friends when we flew to Hanoi during the Tet Offensive of January 1968 to bring back three American airmen, whom the North Vietnamese had decided to release from prison as a goodwill gesture for the Tet holiday.

It was shortly after our return that Dan joined his brother Phil and seven others in a dramatic protest against the war. They invaded the selective service office in Catonsville, Maryland, pulled draft files out of their cabinets, piled them outside, and set them afire with homemade napalm. The protesters, immediately arrested, became known as the Catonsville Nine.

They were calling attention to the burned children of Vietnam, victims of the napalm dropped by American planes.

Dan Berrigan wrote, in advance of the Catonsville action: "Our apologies, good friends, for the fracture of good order, the burning of paper instead of children. How many must die before our voices are heard, how many must be tortured, dislocated, starved, maddened? When, at what point, will you say no to this war?"

They were convicted and sentenced to several years in jail. When their appeals were exhausted, Phil Berrigan and Dan Berrigan refused to give themselves up and went into hiding. They believed in continuing the civil disobedience they had begun.

It was at this point that I was invited to speak at an anti-war rally at a Catholic church on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. When I arrived, I found that the FBI had smashed its way into the priest's quarters, where Phil Berrigan was hiding, and had taken him into custody. Dan Berrigan remained underground for four months (during which time I and some friends helped him move about in the Boston area) before he was apprehended.

My wife, Roslyn, and I visited Phil and Dan as they were serving time in Danbury Prison. When they were released after several years, they continued to protest against the war in Vietnam. And when the war was over, Phil, Dan, Liz, and their community of religious pacifists did not stop.

In 1980, they carried out the first of what would be dozens of "Plowshares" actions, symbolic sabotage against nuclear weapons. There were many trials, many jail terms.

Altogether, Phil Berrigan served more than ten years in various prisons for his passionate insistence that war was a cruel response to the problems people faced in this country and around the globe.

It was not long after his release from his last prison sentence that he was diagnosed with kidney and liver cancer. Four months later, he died. To the end, he was nurtured by the community of men and women who lived together for years in Jonah House, sharing their possessions, caring for the children when the parents were in jail.

Philip Berrigan was imprisoned again and again because he wanted peace. He is gone now. But his struggle is carried on by Liz, by their three children, and by the extraordinary community of fellow lawbreakers in Jonah House and neighboring Viva House (holy outlaws, Dan Berrigan once called them).

Brendan Walsh and Willa Bickham at Viva House--former priest and former nun, now married--spoke at the funeral. Brendan said what everyone felt:

"Philip Berrigan is a friend to all the poor of Baltimore City. Philip Berrigan is a friend to all the people of the world who are bombed and scattered, who are starved, trampled upon, imprisoned, tortured, humiliated, scoffed at, dismissed as nobodies. He was that rare combination where word and deed were one. Always. Everywhere. Steadfast. Rock solid. Hopeful. One in a million. He was that tree standing by the water that would not be moved. Yes, Phil, Deo gratias! Thanks be to God! For your life. For your spirit that is still with us. Now, with you gone to another place, all of us will have to do more. Couragio to you, Phil!"

Countless people all over the nation, and in other parts of the world, will remember Phil Berrigan as one of the heroes of our time--along with Gandhi, A. J. Muste, Dorothy Day, Martin Luther King Jr. They and so many others, not famous, who have struggled against war, who have tried to live the principles of a loving community, teach us what heroism is.


Howard Zinn is the author of "A People's History of the United States."

Remembering Philip Berrigan
A great peacemaker leaves us with a challenge

By Johann Christoph Arnold

Whenever Phil Berrigan was hauled off to jail for his latest act of civil disobedience "”and it happened again and again, long after others had left the Sixties behind and returned to middle-class life "” admirers across the country took heart. Here, they would say, is a man who stands by his convictions.

Others, including many who supported Phil's aims (though not his methods) raised their eyebrows and sighed. Ineffective, they murmured. Idealistic. Out of touch. Phil, who was good at defending himself, always had a comeback. But he was also humble enough to admit that to most people, "my actions over the years have constituted a theater of the absurd."

It was in the fall of 1997, and I was visiting him in a prison in Maine, where he had been arrested after leading an anti-war event at a naval shipyard. He was sure to face a hefty sentence, he told me. But, he added pointedly, he would rather spend the rest of his life in prison for his beliefs, than die "on some beach." He was seventy-four at the time, yet he spoke with such vigor that he seemed far younger.

Phil and I talked about peace, and about Jonah House, the community he and his wife, Liz McAlister, founded in Baltimore in 1973. Devoted to resisting capitalism and war, its members have been performing "works of mercy" for years, feeding the hungry, helping the homeless to find shelter, and caring for elderly shut-ins and, in later years, people with AIDS.

Like members of the Bruderhof (the community I belong to), Jonah House members have abandoned the accepted path to middle-class happiness"”the route of private homes and property, careers, bank accounts, and retirement funds"”in order to follow Christ in the manner of the first churches. It is a life of sacrifice and self-discipline and service"” not peace, as the world thinks of it. By most standards, it is completely "unrealistic."

But what is peace? Surely it can't be prosperity"”a house in the suburbs, a good job, a car, and a retirement fund "”when our enjoyment of those things is dependent on the exploitation of the Third World. Surely it can't be national security, which (at least in the case of the United States) has been bought by means of the most destructive war-making machine in history.

And surely "reality" does not have to mean a world bristling with weapons, class hatreds, personal grievances, and general cynicism. For isn't there a greater reality, where all these powers are overcome?

Phil is gone now, but I suspect his answer would have been "Yes." And I am certain that would affirm these words of his wife, who wrote (around the time of my visit):

"Our hope is in God. And God's vision "” more, God's promise "” of a humane and just society is a promise on which we can bet our lives. But none of us can be content until this promise is a reality for all people and for all the earth. So we stake our lives on the vision of Isaiah, the day to come when people will beat swords into plowshares and spears into pruning hooks."

All in all, Phil spent eleven years behind bars. They were long, hard, lonely years. But, as Liz's letter makes clear, the couple saw them as a necessary sacrifice on the road to true and lasting peace "” a goal best described here by Phil himself:

"It is that peace where domination is no more, where injustice is undone, where violence is a relic of the past, where swords have disappeared and plowshares are abundant. It is the peace where all people are treated as sisters and brothers, with respect and dignity, where each life is sacred, and where there is a future for the children. It is such a world that God calls us all to help make a reality.

"In our country this can mean going to jail, risking reputation, job, or income, and even being disowned by family or friends. Yet, in a state which daily prepares for nuclear holocaust, it also means freedom, a sense of self and vocation, and a whole new community of friends and family. In fact, it means resurrection."

Today, as the world again rushes toward war, Phil's name is being mentioned mostly in connection with his death. In some quarters his passing has been spoken of as the end of an era. But why should that be so? The struggle for justice and peace to which Phil gave his life will go on, regardless. And thus we must do more than reflect on the man. We must allow his convictions to rekindle our own.

Johann Christoph Arnold is an author and a senior minister with the Bruderhof movement. A longer version of this obituary can be read at .

"La vida te da sorpresas...
Sorpresas te da la vida...",
¡Ay, Dios!

Rubén Blades---Pedro Navaja

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The Nuclear Resister
School of the Americas Watch

[This message was edited by ricardomath on June 17, 2003 at 05:49 AM.]
These are the people that I've met since high school. Desmond Tutu, Stokely Caramichael(Kwame Toure), Penny Hardaway, Chris Rock, Dick Gregory, Ike Turner (I saw these two at Heathrow Airport), Elton John (He is much fatter in person). Those are all that I can remember off the top of my head. I actually talked to Kwame Toure and Desmond Tutu. They are both AWESOME men!

Our people have made the mistake of confusing the methods with the objectives. As long as we agree on objectives, we should never fall out with each other just because we believe in different methods, or tactics, or strategy. We have to keep in mind at all times that we are not fighting for separation. We are fighting for recognition as free humans in this society
Malcolm X, 1965
i've seen/bumped into ashanti, jadakiss, janet jackson, jermaine dupri, puff daddy, allen iverson (almost all of them in the same night in the same club)...

i've met mary bethune, and the woman who played in the sitcom Amen! (can't think of her name)

i met Bill Cobbs, the black male actor who played in The Others, Enough and Air Bud in the atlanta airport.

i was in starbucks with pamela anderson in victoria

and i am personal friends with a very famous NFL football player, his wife and their kids.

how could i forget knowing MBM? Big Grin

if you don't know your options, you don't have any!
My wife met an actress from Baywatch, whose name I don't know, since I've never actually watched the show. She got married here in Ames, Iowa, and the reception was held at the resturaunt that my wife works at. This polaroid was taken while she was working at the wedding reception.

"La vida te da sorpresas...
Sorpresas te da la vida...",
¡Ay, Dios!

Rubén Blades---Pedro Navaja

Plowshares Actions
The Nuclear Resister
School of the Americas Watch

I met Ray Charles when he was 17, and I was ummm. He is only person of world renown I have met directly. Senators Heinz, Specter in problem-solving sessions; I've met and directly worked with five State governors; Several members of Congress Joint Committees. The list goes because of the nature of my "Other Life."

I learned that their decisions were better than most others only because of the power imbued by their office and their access to better information on which to base those decisions --- with rare exception. In most instances, because of the natural of the system they were seeking information if not outright help.

I have most respect for the individual whose celebrity is based on talent, and performance as an individual. Power is its own reward.


Jim Chester

Spike Lee, Angela Davis, some football player... Sapp(I forget his first name.)

Spike and Angela were guest speakers at my school last semester, but I had the privalege of talking to them one on one.

Sapp, I think his first name is Warren??? I met on Bourbon Street, here in New Orleans, and let's just say he was verrrrry interesting! Wink(I don't want to get him into no trouble.) Wink PM me for the real story! Wink Smile
The Lord is on my side;I will not fear:what can man do unto me?
(Psalms 118:6)

If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.
Most memorable are:
Jesse Jackson, Cornel West, Michael Eric Dyson, James Earl Jones, Angela Davis, Molefi Kete Asante, and Eldridge Cleaver.

Most of these are because I am an administrator at a college and have access to guest speakers.

An exception is Heart Heart Angela Heart Heart. I used to live in Berkeley, CA and would see her all the time. She and I frequented the Ashby Street BART Station flea market. I also had occasion to speak with her after a lecture at Boalt Law School and when I worked at Union College.

I have also had the opportunity to speak with Cornel West on a number of occasions, but I can not imagine him looking as good in a leather mini-skirt as Ms. Davis Wink which is what she wore at the Boalt lecture.

God has told you, O man and woman, what is good; and what does the SOVEREIGN ONE require of you but to do justice, and to be compassionate, and to walk humbly with your God?
I've met the following famous people: LL Cool J (stink attitude), De La Soul (very down to earth brothers), Tom Cruise (he is like 4'11"), Cheryl Underwood (very nice lady and she will not let go of that purse), Earthquake (real nutso), Som'more (she is always ready to go to sleep), Chocolate (very nice and funny in person), Julian Bond (rude, but good looking), RUN DMC (they are shorties, but cool), Congressmen Harold Ford Sr. and Jr. (good looking LAWD), Ice Cube and Ice T (when they taped the movie Trepass here). Willie Herenton (mayor of Memphis), Jerry West (coach of the Memphis Grizzlies I work in the same building they are in, so I see the Grizzlies daily), Nate Wayne (Green Bay Packers KAPsi that's my sand and he looks so good), John Avery (Minnesota Vikings, dang I should have returned his call, he also won a sexy six pack contest SGRho had, damn that boy fine), Duece McAlister (New Orleans Saints big head self), Penny Hardaway (that boy is a damned fool, KAPsi), and Ansu Sesay (Seattle SuperSonics, I used to babysit his lil boy).

Hey, I saw Leon this summer! You know the brother from Waiting to Exhale (Lela Rochon's man lol). He was in front of me at Walgreens. Dude was visiting some chick he is dating from here.

Oh, I forgot that I've met Denise Matthews (bka) Vanity, of Vanity6. She is a "preacher" now. Miss Matthews is a very nice lady.

~You're UNIQUE, just like EVERYONE else~
Famous folk: Jesse Jackson gave me an award. I have a pic autographed with presidental candidate Richard Gephart. Congressman Danny Davis gave me a job, through which I met plenty of congresspeople including Bobby Rush and Condit during the scandle. Micheal Jordan used to come up to my high school every year. US Senate candidate and black progressive Barak Obama. Governor of Illinois Blagoavich. Nikki Giovanni. I missed Elanine Brown because they both showed up in Conneticuit at the same damn time. I've also met quite a few very very rich people.

"To be conscious in America is to be in a constant state of rage" -James Baldwin
Lee Ermy (Full Metal Jacket); I went to highschool with Julian Moore (Hannibal, Jurassic Park II); Randy Savage; I met a women from Africa who was of royality and had written a book about the lives of her and her father; Being an ex-football jock and along with my sisters knowing quite a few guys from the schools they graduated from, I know and have met my share of athletes.
Do presidents and congress persons count?
Thats all I can think of right now

"Curly" from the harlem globetrotters back when I was 10 (real nice guy).

KRS1: So cool and down to earth me and my boy were taken aback. he actually asked us to walk and talk to him for a while.

Butterfly(Ish From digable planets): Back in '94 about 2 months after "blowout comb" dropped, and dig plans were my fav. group I met him at a concert/benefit for Assata Shakur he was cool, but when I told him dig plans was my group he was like "F*%&k dem two, f*%&k digable planets that s*#t is dead. I don't even mess wit dem no more. I got a new group called `7 and a crescent."

Mos Def: Back when I was in school and worked at macy's and "Miss fat booty" was out, and by the way he described her and her name I told him that I thought he was talking about my ex. and he fell to one knee laughing and assured me that "Names have been changed to protect the innocent".

The Fugees: Back when they were filming the vid. for "Vocab" and it was an open set meaning that people could come and kick it with them in between takes. Wyclef(real cool),Lauren(real REAL cool, and DROP DEAD GORGEOUS), pras had me kicked off the set because I kicked a rhyme for Lauren, she told pras "YO! this dude is nice!" Pras insisted I battle him. I did...he got RIPPED (because he's pras, and he SUUUCKKS) Lauren fell out laughing he got heated and had the set closed off, and me booted. upset

Trick daddy: Also came to macy's when I worked there. Dude is seriously like 4'11 and that country accent was so thick NO ONE could make out what he was saying (and I was surrounded with people from M.d., D.C., and v.a) as soon as he bounced (mad as hell at this point) all ten of us were on the floor laughing.

Gerald Levert: I mistook him for my old high school p.e. teacher, he looked shocked and confused, my at the time lady apologized to him, pulled me away,and told him she'd explain it to me later. He laughed and thanked her.

Public Enemy: (real cool)

N'bushe wright: Alright I did'nt actually meet her but there was another party for Assata, in the basement of some apt. in tribeca, and she's soooo pretty on film, but in person SHE'S STUNNING, so I just occasionally stared at her.

De la Sol: On the subway, they're alright guys.

LL Cool J: O.k. again I did'nt actually meet him but me and some friends were on jamaica ave. and he pulled up right in front of us, at a red light in a white drop top with the hood down, as these cats were comming out of Mcdonalds. They were like "Whatup LL!" he just turned up his sound system up and ignored them, next thing you know he caught a couple of half eaten big macs up the side of his head, closely followed by a hot apple pie and a strawberry shake. He just sped off through the light with hot apple pie all over the back of his head still steaming. Ouch.

Then I heard another voice say:"come out of her,my people,so that you will not share her sins,so that you will not receive her plagues, for her sins have piled up to heaven and YAH has remembered her crimes,give her back as much as she has given;pay her back double what she has done. Mix her a double portion from her own cup. Give her as much torture and grief as the glory and luxury she gave herself."(Revelations 18:4-7)

[This message was edited by IMMORTAL LOGIC on November 30, 2003 at 12:25 AM.]
I just saw the sister (singer) from MTV's Making The Band in the Detroit airport. Kids were coming up to her and she was VERY cool and warm and friendly! It's nice to see that "fame" has not yet jaded her. Smile

There is no passion to be found playing small, in settling for a life
that is less than the one you are capable of living. - Mandela
Oh yeah I also met Kwame back in 96,on the subway, dude was DINGY I felt bad for em. I looked at him and ask "Are'nt you Kwame" he looked down, and in a real sad tone just said "yeah" so I just walked away. I also met Dr. Jawanza Kujufu(a celeb. to me anyway) in my senior year of high school. we sat and talked after his lecture for about 30 min. You could'nt ask for a nicer guy.
Hey MBM how thick is she in real life, is all that just from the camera or what?

Then I heard another voice say:"come out of her,my people,so that you will not share her sins,so that you will not receive her plagues, for her sins have piled up to heaven and YAH has remembered her crimes,give her back as much as she has given;pay her back double what she has done. Mix her a double portion from her own cup. Give her as much torture and grief as the glory and luxury she gave herself."(Revelations 18:4-7)
Originally posted by IMMORTAL LOGIC:

Hey MBM how thick is she in real life, is all that just from the camera or what?

Let's just say that "thick" would not be an adjective that I would have used with her! winkgrin

On the other hand, during that same trip I saw Pam Oliver, the sideline NFL reporter for Fox (I think). Now she is THICK! I never would have guessed from the TV, but let there be NO doubt! thumbsup

There is no passion to be found playing small, in settling for a life
that is less than the one you are capable of living. - Mandela
To both statements I say. Eek Who'd a thunk it.

Then I heard another voice say:"come out of her,my people,so that you will not share her sins,so that you will not receive her plagues, for her sins have piled up to heaven and YAH has remembered her crimes,give her back as much as she has given;pay her back double what she has done. Mix her a double portion from her own cup. Give her as much torture and grief as the glory and luxury she gave herself."(Revelations 18:4-7)

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