THE HORRIBLE PRICE OF PEACE
By COLMAN McCARTHY
Column: COLMAN MCCARTHY
Sunday, September 20, 1987
; Page G02
Afriend writes from Oakland: "I am getting myself back together after the
horror of several days ago. Brian ... is, as usual, a source of strength and
support for me, even as he lies legless in a hospital bed. I haven't begun to
translate the horror of what I experienced into words except to observe that
it has provided both the ugliest vision of my life -- the raw, brute reality
of the train bearing down -- and the most beautiful: a maimed and bandaged
friend whom I had seen smashed and broken only 24 hours before, smiling
weakly, and asking for baseball scores."
The letter was about S. Brian Willson. He is the former Air Force officer,
now 47, who helped coordinate bombing raids in the Vietnam War and, following
a postwar reassessment of his life, has been involved for some time in peace
raids.
During one of them, on Sept. 1, outside the Concord (Calif.) Naval Weapons
Station, Willson committed nonviolent civil disobedience by kneeling on
railroad tracks in an attempt to stop a munitions train. Instead of braking
and halting, the crew operating the train rolled on. Others in the group of 25
protesters at the site, who managed to clear away from the tracks, said the
train was not even slowed.
One response to Willson's act is, well, what do you expect: Get in front of
a moving train and you'll get -- literally -- what's coming to you. Several
newspapers, including the New York Post, editorialized that line. It has a
touch with logic and would be totally logical if the protest had occurred in
South Africa, the Soviet Union or another police state where train schedules
and arms deliveries are more sacred than life. But this was the United States,
where the government, at least in constitutional theory, deals with dissenters
in less bloody ways than running trains into them.
Willson's form of protest may not be fathomable to those accustomed to
writing letters to Congress, but it is at the respected core of a long
tradition of civil disobedience. Sitting on a railroad track happened to be
Brian Willson's expression of defying the government's war plans and following
his conscience. Other honorable ways are the refusal to pay war taxes,
disrupting traffic at the CIA, sitting in the Capitol Rotunda, trespassing at
military bases and emulating Isaiah by trying to convert nuclear bombs into
plowshares.
Such dissent is not uncommon. The nation is stronger for it, not to mention
consciences that are clearer. Since 1980, more than 70 citizens have taken
part in 18 Plowshares disarmament actions. Thirty-seven college students,
parents, clergy, social workers and others have been locked away for
disobeying civil law.
The prices they willingly pay are anything but overnight slumber parties in
the county jail. A Catholic priest is serving 18 years in a federal prison for
doing minor damage to a missile silo. Three others in the same protest
received sentences of 18, 10 and 8 years. A Kansas City, Mo., judge said: "It
was hard for me to imagine a more serious crime" than "destruction of defense
property." An appeals court judge, with an imagination in sounder condition,
said in a dissent to the 2-to-1 upholding of the decision: "The actions of the
... defendants constitute part of the growing clamor against the nuclear
threat. Through their dramatic act of civil disobedience, {they} seem to have
sacrificed their own freedom in hopes of awakening the public to the grave
danger of nuclear annihilation."
Brian Willson is surely a part of that clamor. While the full story of his
victimization is still to come out -- members of Congress are calling for a
hearing -- his heroism brings to mind a 1978 railroad demonstration of 140
people at a Colorado nuclear warhead factory.
Jim Wallis, editor of The Sojourner magazine, wrote of his group's
occupying the tracks: "Ten minutes after we walked onto the tracks a rain
began to fall ... Throughout that wet and bitterly cold night, I thought about
what it means to 'wage peace.' I first pictured centuries of soldiers sitting
in rain and cold as we were that night. People have always been ready to leave
their families, go to faraway places, endure incredible hardship, and even die
in order to wage a war. Is it conceivable, I wondered, that the cost of peace
could be less?"
Thoreau put it another way in "On the Duty of Civil Disobedience": "Under a
government which imprisons any unjustly, the true place for a just man is also
a prison." For the just Brian Willson, a hospital ward is the same.
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