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I am done traveling until Christmas, and I'll be happy to be spending some time at home for a while. Mostly because Scott is here now, and I'd like to spend some quality time with him! Last week I was in Mobile, AL. It was an interesting place to be... I don't think I'd enjoy the city, but the volunteers there are doing well and there are some great organizations there.
This past weekend was a protest type of thing. It was to close down the School of the Americas (now under a new name). I had never been to a protest before. It's a big thing for the Jesuits to attend because 6 Jesuits were killed in El Salvidor by graduates of the school. The actual protest/speakers part was okay. People always want to talk about their own agenda and it almost always comes down to how much they hate Bush. I'm fine if that's what they believe (I don't like him either), but I am very tired of hearing everyone complain so much about him. Sunday was a funeral procession type of thing. Most people carried crosses with a name on it... the names were of innocent people who had been killed by graduates of this school. They read off each name (I don't think that they did every single name, but over 700) and after the name, everyone would raise up their cross and say/sing presente... like a roll call at school. It's to honor the people who were brutalized, and died without dignity. To honor that their spirit still lives and that we will be a voice for them because they are now voiceless. That if the school were not in exsistance, they may not have been killed.
It was a moving time. I have very mixed feelings about a lot of these things. It gave me a lot to think about.
This past weekend was a protest type of thing. It was to close down the School of the Americas (now under a new name). I had never been to a protest before. It's a big thing for the Jesuits to attend because 6 Jesuits were killed in El Salvidor by graduates of the school. The actual protest/speakers part was okay. People always want to talk about their own agenda and it almost always comes down to how much they hate Bush. I'm fine if that's what they believe (I don't like him either), but I am very tired of hearing everyone complain so much about him. Sunday was a funeral procession type of thing. Most people carried crosses with a name on it... the names were of innocent people who had been killed by graduates of this school. They read off each name (I don't think that they did every single name, but over 700) and after the name, everyone would raise up their cross and say/sing presente... like a roll call at school. It's to honor the people who were brutalized, and died without dignity. To honor that their spirit still lives and that we will be a voice for them because they are now voiceless. That if the school were not in exsistance, they may not have been killed.
It was a moving time. I have very mixed feelings about a lot of these things. It gave me a lot to think about.