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Introduction to Thought Bombs #16

Greetings! Tt's been a long time since T published Thought
Bombs #15. T did that one before Christmas. Usually, T crank
out about three a year. Maybe T'll do two more by January.

But, it's not like T've been slacking offl My father, Leland
Rayson, became gravely ill and died on January 8th. T
travelled to Florida in December to be with him and again
right near the end of his life. He was a uniquelly loving, gifted
and important man and he is the reason why T am so
determined in everything that I do. Thanks, Dad! T'll
always have that fire burning in me that you bequeathed to
me. It's a mixture of passion, compassion and determination.

In February, T gave another talk at the College of
Complexes (*the playground for people who think") this time
about my distro. InMarch, I went to Penn State with a
couple of my homies and did a workshop on prisoner zines at
the Solidarity Conference. T made it to UPC, ool

The state of Illinois has put horrific pressure on us about
the infernal Peotone Airport and STAND (Shut This Airport
Nightmare Down) which I co-founded and am the secretary
for, responded in kind. It has mushroomed into a huge.
national issue. We staged three well-attended airport forums
in the towns around here (Monee, Crete & Beecher) which led
up to ourhuge parade and rally in Peotone on May 12th, the
day before Mother's Day. Boy, was #hat ever a blast!

I editted another issue of Rural Life Standardand we
printed and distributed 15,000 copies of it. We painted a
semi - on both sides - and drove it down to Springfield and
parked it in front of the state capitol. We also had a bus full
of people, did a press conference in the "Blue Room" (complete
with chartsl) We tabled in the rotunda, hand-delivered
comprehensive packets of information to every senator and
representative, had meetings with wonks, etc.

*R% Cover Art by STANTON *** BACK FLAP sy

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Summer Of 2001
Thought Bomb’y List of Entries

“It's Time”

Letter from Patty

Dad Lives in All of Us

My Tears Are Drying Now

College of Complexes Address About My Distro
Statement to the Solldarity Conference by Glenn Wright
Letter from Kebby Warner

Doctored Up Nursery Rhymes

(A) Mary Had A Murdered Flock

(B) Jack &Jill Got Shot

(C) Simple Simon Started Screamin’!

(D) Four and Twenty

(E) The Old Lady and The State

(F) Ol Nat

9. PC Anarchy

10. Corporate Date Rape

11. Intro to My Solidarity Conference Worskshop
12. The Richard Flood Legal Defense Fund

13. Letter From Jerome White-Bey of the MPLU
14. “De Nature of KkKapitalism” by Mangwiro A. Sadiki-Yisrael
15. Interview With Dan & Jason

16. Airport Medley

(A) We're Not Leaving

(B) Beecher Address (most of It, anyway)
(C) UP and OUT!

(D) The Pigniatello NO AIRPORT Crop Circle

PNOMIWNE

Thought Bombs #16 was published on July 16, 2001,
*This is Stephen's 7th birthday! In one week
Stanton will be thirteentll

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“I¢’s Time” y
called me of work. It was about 10 am, Salurday morni
He said, “Mom wanls everyone -ome down here, right away.
“OK...See you soon. How is he?" “Bad. 48 hours, max. They fook
outthelv.”

I lold Ginger, "I golta go." “Now, ya mean?2" “Yeah." On the
weekends, fhey give us a short crew. There's only Iwo of us. During
Ihe week, we are three. I've worked compalibly with Ginger for o
long time. We've been through fhe mil together. But | couldn't just
leave herin the lurch,

It fook about an hour before we were able fo peel off one of the
workers of a nearby plaza who had a siightly bigger crew. They
understood. They felt for me and all had gone through similar fimes -
ke everybody else who's ever lived.

1 called Lesiie and told her. She and her two living sisters had fost
bolh their father and then their mother in the last four years. She
would start the ball rolling ot home. We had fo drop everything, start
packing up and go! She had fo run oround fown, cash a check, buy
a few things, aange to have someone pick up our mail and tell the
schools fhe boys would have fo skip next week.

1 hurried up and drove home in a kind of daze. | figured I'd put
gasin the cor, check the fivids. | fried to brace myself for a brutal
drive down 1o Florida of maybe 1,200 miles. 1 reaiized that | left my
‘wallet at work. Great start! I stopped at home, anyway, saw
Stanton, made a sandwich and went back fo work. At least it was
there.

1 didin't know what fo pack, 5o 1just shoved some clothes from
various drawers of my dresser into a suitcase and threw some papers
‘and zines fogether info a briefcase.

I starfed calling airlines ot O'Hare and Midway, frying to somehow
calch on affordable deal. Fat chancel Even with the 50%
“grievance discount" they were oulrageous! Four hundred doliars
apiece - one way! What a ip-off. If didn't help that it was the
weekend ond we were wolk-up customers - desperate for @ quick
flight.

We confinued getling ready. The boys were excited. They lied
the idea of going lo Florida, gelling fo go lo the beach, seeing their
cousins, flying in an irplane again and kissing the next week of
school goodbye. This was fempered by their concem for their
Grandpa.

My main concem was frying o figure out a way to get four
people lo Fiorida belore my Daddy died. without going info debt.
Then, finally got through fo Pan Am, which fiies from Gary fo Sanger.
Florida, about 130 miles from Port St. Lucie. | really didn't want fo

have 1o diive. II's so long, tokes forever and my car had a siow leak
in one of the fires. Plus, we'd have fo diive back, ool

We got real lucky! Usually their fiights south are in fhe morning,
but Saturdays, they also fly aftemoons. It was about 2:30 or so by
now. The flight was scheduled for 3:20 bul was delayed uniil 3:50,
Plus, it went directly fo Fiorida, without the suol stop in southern
Tlinois.

The fares were much cheaper, but not "cheap." | asked about
the grievance discount. He said “It only applies if the bereaved hos
already died." Once again. my compuksive affiction of instinctively
telling Ihe truth, gets me again.

S0, we gave him our credit card number and bought four fickets
that were non-refundable.

OKI The race is on! Firsl, | had fo waste a couple minutes being
Irantic and spastic, moving my arms, dashing pointiessly about and
inducing panicin a pathefic attempt to hurry things up.

We finclly shove everything in. jump in and take off. | figure we
better lake one of my patented “shorl culs” fo save fime. At mos. it
would have cut a minute off our fime. | take the wrong road and
have to double back. frying o squiggle back over there foit. We
end up at o dead end in front of some guy's house. Not good. That
kiled about fen minutes.

1 get back on frack, “save” my litfle minute and try o get there.
Last fime [ went there was only three weeks ago and | gof miserably
fost. “Luckily." thaf fiight wos aimost four hours lae, anyway. o, af
least 1 knew whot | had fo do fo get there.

We finally get on I - 80. Oh, nol I's a truck parking lofl We only
have fo go maybe four miles on fhis. but that could easiy fake over
an hour, at fhis nighimare rate! The kids are adding fo the nerve
fraying by asking if we're gonna miss our fiight. Thai'd be o fine
kelfle of fish, wouldn't if2! Miss the fiight, pav for it anyway and shll
have to drive all fhe way fo Floridat

15ee a guy drive the shoulder. so | follow him. | gel off on the next
exit and biindly grope my woy in the generol direction of the airport.
I've never been here before and will never come back Ihrough fhis
industrial wasteland of northwestern Indiana, west of Gary.
Somehow. | guess right and take a crucially importont right fum
which puts me on Cline Avenue North, which s flowing freely, thank
Godl

Now, we may have a chance. It's already 335. We get there ot
3:45. | park in front of the terminal grab the luggage ond the kids
and scury in. Lesiie porks the car. 1repeat fhe franfic bit with fhe
women behind the check-out counter. The fiight's not delayed. We
‘get our fickets and hustie Ihrough the mefal detector.

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There's only one problem. | keep setling off the alarm. 1 empty all
my pockets and offer to take my belt off. They finally give up and let
us go. We hurry onfo fhe piane. They practically closed that big old
door on my coall

We had fo walk almost o the back fo find two rows with window
seols that weren't over the wings. Whot arelief! Within two minutes,
the plane is toxiing and then fakes off. We got worried and asked a
fight altendant fo make sure they fossed our luggage on boord.
They did.

ell you, Man, we flew down there! The whole flight couldn't
have faken more than fwo hours! It seemed we got our "hot towels™
our giant cookies, our cokes and our min's, one affer the ofher.
Those cookies can moke you sick! Baked af some cheap bakery,
somewhere, hey freeze ‘em, thaw ‘em, freeze ‘em, thaw ‘em and
then give fhem fo you. We joked around about gremlins and fried
to desciibe what the clouds going by looked like.

5o all of a sudden, we were in Florida already! 11old Lestie I'd
‘walk over fo Dollar, pick up @ car and meet them back here. The
guy said he didn't have any cars! Isaid, “What am 1 supposed fo
do?" “Where do you hafta go2" "Port St. Lucle." “Ew. Well, you
might have fo get a cab and spend the night in Orlando. There’s
‘Alamo, but | think they're closed.”

Greall So,1marched down fo Alamo. It ooked closed, but I saw
@ guy inside and banged on the window. He let me in. | said |
needed a car. He kinda winced. All of a sudden, a git appeared
and woke up a computer and | got hold of a car.

S0, we shof over fo my Mom's house in about two hours. Seemed
everylhing we did ook two hours that day. We burst in the door
about 10:30 pm - the first wave of those called down from afor.

They were omazed thaf we got down there 5o fast. Sowas Il Jim
‘was there and Bill, Guida and Miguel and my Uncle Glenn, my Dad's
oldest brother. Everyone was prelly fired. My Mom insisted we sieep
in her bed. She'd ake the couch. So, we all hit the deck.

I couldn't sleep long, knowing | was in my Dad's bed, while he
was a few away, dyin' in @ hospitall | fook a quick bath and
‘woke up Jim. “Jiml Wake upl Let's go see Dad!” "Now?" “Yeah!”
“What fime is 12" *2:30." “OK. Let me get dressed."

Jim had been down for a while. Thank God! Mom couldn't have
done without him. Dad couldn't move, anymore. They had o take
him into the hospital. We pulled info the hospital parking lot and he
parked by his favorite spot - “by the shed” - near a free.

It felt 50 good fo be with Jim. He's such @ dear, sweet guy. He's
the youngest of us. He knew the diill. He knew what to do, where fo

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go, where the coffee wos - where Dad wasl You get so woriied and
nervous ond anxious if you don't know anything, you know?

Dad had a sitter - areal nice, atfentive caring nurse, who had a
real soft spot for Dad, because he'd been so sweel. even while
suttering sol He was sleeping when we arrived, but woke up soon
upon hearing our voices. He couldn'l “sleep” anyway. with his body
shutting down on him!

He recognized me and even said my name! He stillhad alof of
strengthin his grip, but he couldn't really falk. He olso had pretly
bad alzheimer's. | think he understood us, though. He'd smile and
chuckle. He said “please” a lof. When we asked him @ question. he
could only say. "I don't know.” Jim gave him water and ice chips.
We hugged him ond fold him how much we loved him. We moved
him around siightly, frying fo make him more comfortable. Jim got o
nurse fo give him anolher shot of morphine. He was in pain.

Itwas a real relief fo see him, talk o him, hold him, kiss him and
hear his old, familior soothing voice. At about five, we headed
back. We went back fo bed. | thought “He's stll aiivel” But, he was
dying and going fast.

My Mother went fo be with him. early in the moming. From then
on, there was always at leas! one family member with i, often
several. Leslie, Stanton, Stephen and | went over there about 11 am.
Stephen looked o him breathing with difficulty. looking gaunt and
such and fold my Mo, *I think we should call the doclor.” She
appreciated fhat.

The rest of the day. we floated in and out of his room, hung out at
the hospital snack shop and talked to eachother.

The hospice people came and we had a family meeting with
them. Butit didn't mofter, because Dad only had a few hours,
anyway. He wasn't going anywhere nor would he need any "care.”
It was all a formality.

8ill did some valuable sleuthing work and found out about a
place called Molly's House. If was two blocks away! Fomilies can
stay there for $10/night os Iheir loved one hovers near death af the
hospital. Molly was a delightful young lady who died of leukemia at
age 19. Her dream was fo have such a place for families and the
dream came frue.

My family and I stoyed there the next six nighis. It was beautiful
and very quiet. Other people stayed there 100 - Bill Miguel, Guida,
Lee, my Uncle Del and Aunt Carol, Tom and his family. 1f wos a real
blessing for us.

There was another couple that we talked fo on our floor during
breckfast. Their forty yeor old son had a ferible accident of work

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and he'd had several operations on his broin. But they thought they
were beginning lo see fhe light at the end of @ long, dark funnel. He
wos gonna make ift That put joy in our hearls for them.

More family kept ariving and coming info Dad's room. After Jim
and I saw him in the middie of the night, he couldn't falk ot all. We
1alked 1o him, held his hand and forehead and gave him ice chips.
He grew more frail, gaunt and unrecognizable.

Monday was like Sundoy. Tom. one of the doctors of our family.
stayed wilh Dad al nigh. He had had a very rough, painful night

We all came in the morning, not knowing what 1o do. By the
aftemoon, his condition was very grave. A nurse gave him a sirong
shol of morphine.

I found myself on one side of him, his hand in my hand and my
other hand on his forehead. And | was whispering fo him, “Daddyl...

1 will Daddy!...| know Daddy!" Tears were streaming down my cheek

Lecand Darbars Rayson were marid for 6 years.from 1944 - 2001

and off my chin. My Mom was on Ihe olher side and so was my.
uncle Del, Dad's olher brother. He wos lalking one-on-one fo Dad
about when they were kids, brothers growin' up together. Maria was
Ihere. She's o nurse. She was always there - 5o helpful, ike another
daughter. She was another daughler. She's Jim’s wife. A lot of
people were there. 11hought he might die, fight then!

Vet go fo lef someone else be near. Soon. like it was scripted, we
all decided 1o break for dinner. We gave ourselves “shifls” o be.
there, regardiess of whether anybody else was there or not. 1got the.
3am- 6 am. slot. Mom stayed with Dad first.

We got back maybe an hour and a half or iwo hours later. But
Dad died about fen minutes earfier. Only Mom, his wife of 56 years
and Mother of his seven children was Ihere with him, at the very end.
It seemed somehow fitling
He wasn'timmortal and he was now slill. He didn't Iook anything
like himself. He'd sulfered 5o and complained but litlie. He wos
gone! Taken from us. by that scourge, cancerl We'd have lo pick
up the considerable siack. He had fived one monumental fifel

He wanted fo be'cremated, which was just as well, because he:
cerlainly didn't look like himself and Mom didn’t want 10 “show”

him. Mom will have a regular casket burial and she'll fuck his ashes
in with her.

e W, Rayson s Gty 1962
James, Lt Darbars, Thownas, Jobn (fom) Awbony. Witlsm. Lee

(From kit o rght, back o) A

It was decided that the memorial service would be on Fiday af
one pm. at a church in Port St. Lucie. More family ariived. Tom's
wife Mary and their boys. Colin and Billy came. as did Mary's Dad,
Bob. My sister Ann, her husband Buddy and son David came - from
Hawail John, Kathy and heir children Jessica, Chioe. Bobby and
Bradley all came. Mom's brothers and their wives George, Phil,
Margaret and Dorolhy were al there. Bill's daughter Vanessa come
and broughf her baby. Alexis - my Daddy's one and only great
grandchild. Unfortunately. @ few couldn't make it. Ann's son Donny
and daughter Sarah were missed, s were Jim's sons, Chrs and
Jimmy. My Father's sister Rohana and her husband couldn't moke it
either. | know they all really, really wanted to be there, as did ol of
the rest of us. They were with us in spir.

On Tuesday, my Mother and | made the rounds o the funerol
home and the cemetary. We hashed out the delais of the service,
what cards and statements 1o use. fhe music, how o arrange
piclures and flowers and fhings like thal. She wanted fo infern Dad's
ashes in the grave, which was a ridiculous expense. We visited the
gravesile, which was in the Veteran's section. 0

Dad was a Lieutenant Commander in the Naval Reserve af the
end of his millary career. He was in the fhick of things in the Pacific.
dluiing WWI, having led Iwo invasions in small boals landings. We
wanted fo make sure the funeral director would procure a naval
presence af the memorial. He said he'd get “one of fhe services.”
scid, “Nol I1's golta be Ihe Navy! I'l call ‘em, if you wanlt” The
Navy came and did an emotiona flag ceremony, which capped off
Ihe service.

The grave was just @ small piece of land, sort of near a free. |
assured Mom that we'd come visit, sometimes... She asked me what
happened af Grinnell College, which | dropped out of my freshman
year, in the spiing of 1972.

On Wednesdoy. me and my Ihree younger brothers, Lee, Tom
and Jim, along with my Dad's brother, Glenn - he's 851 went deep
sea fishing. We asked Glenn if he was up for it and if seasickness
would bofher him. He said there was a fime @ while back that he.
got aliifle queasy - on he North Sea. The North Sea? That's like a
gigantic washing machine! Up against him, we were just itlle kidss in
@ bath tub with our rubber duckies. Stanton and Stephen talked
their way on board, ool

I really dislike going out on the ocean fike that, what with
seasickness, elc. II'slike a rollercoaster ride you can never get off.
Bul the boys loved il. Several men in their twenfies were curled up in
fefal positions ihe whole frip! Isaw if as a rare chance fo be with my
three younger brothers and Uncle. We cought a few fish and Tom
won Ihe pool for calching the biggest one. He split the dough with
the deckhand, who filetted our fish. Stanton caught a fisht

My family went fo the beach, 100. | got my obligatory sunburn,
bul didn'l really go swimming - 100 cold! We waited for Friday,
talking and meefing eachother and gelling ready. Early on Friday,
we went back lo the beach o walch the sun ise over the ocean. It
was on eerie, quiet sight. but it was overcast and things just got sort
oflighter.

On friday, everybody gol dressed and went over there. It was a
small, simple church, near my Mom's house. The minister talked a
‘while and then 5o did several of us. Maria helped make o wonderful
collage of pictures of Dad. | was on the verge of bursting out in tears
the whole whi, like everybody else. Bil put fogether a real good
liltle brochure with words and pictures thal was made available.
Dad's zine, Warlime Experience Remembered was also available.

After we'd all spoken, the three Navy people solemnly strode up
the aisle, carefully unfurling a big flag, then refolding it. Then Taps
was played. Then the woman, I fhink she was a Lievtenant I
Commander herself, received the flag and presented it fo my
Mother. Her words were strong and clear and stiriing. Several grown
men lost it at this point. | thought “We got the Navy, Mom!"

Then it was over and there was a small coffee and rolls reception.
We all headed over to Mom's house for a sort of reception /
banquet. We picked up a bunch of food wailing for us at a nearby
store and a neighbor's refrigerator. We ate and falked and took
Iot of pictures.

People began to filter out, some having fo calch flights that night
or the next day, including us. It was the first fime I'd been with all my
brothers and sister in o very long fime. It was G once-in-a-ffefime
situation.

The nex! morning we drove back fo the airport. Once again, I set
off the alarm. They figured out that it was my shoes. They'd
manufactured a metal ship info them.

We came home to a mountain of mail and newspapers. It was
nice fo be home. My Dad's dead! 1 think about him all during every
day. Condolence cards and letters poured in and | could hear the
voices of the people whose words | was reading. That helped. I'm
slill on the verge of fears. I'm gonna be more kind lo people and
make a constant effort to check my temper. He was the
consummate genfleman. Like Tom soid, “He was a great father!”

My Mother has decided on having @ memorial service for him on
June 9th, up here in Chicagoland, as well. Affer all, this is where he
really made his mark and many people knew him ond loved him. |
was able lo make some arrangements to ensure that we could have
it at the Unitarian Church in Park Forest. II's a beautiful litfle church,
set in a wondrous piece of land in the woods. If will be gorgeous in
early June with oll of the wildflowers, leaves and other greenery.

It will be a sort of celebration!

cajoyiog W peen
esis Marie Jones i by
i in Apri, 2000

March, 2001
Dear Darbara, Tony, Leslie, Bill, and Guida,

It started decades ago, if the truth be told. Tony has always been o the left of me - and
hat's really saying something. Back in high school I'd talk about the war and he'd talk
about Mao. He'd give me lierature o read from PLP . For years, now, he's been
sending lteature o Charlie and me. Far out tuff. Good suff, Some of it writen by
him. More receatly illusiated wonderfully by his son. The literature, “zines” [ gues is
the correctteem now, is very healthy for me to read. 1 can read “traditonal” lelst it but
that nly serves to inform and confiem my already strong biases. T have 1o reach pretty
far 10 be challenged by someonc whose views are more extreme than mine. 1 woukd have
10 each pretty far, that i, it weren't or Tony and the 'zines.

Ihavea box. When something comes my way that | want o read, i goes inthe
box. Actually, s an old milk crate. When I feelfike being challenged, having my gray
‘mattr neurons recircuited, clearing out the conceptual cobwebs, I reach for the liest
zine and figure thats the time to read it

‘That's what happeaed Thursday, March 8. 1 groped through the reading pile until I found
the zine, and opened it on the train on the way (0 work. It wasa’t a ‘zine atall. At first
‘my good od Irish Catholic rick of denial kicked in when I saw the picture of Lee Rayson
onthe front. So did he send out Wartime Experience Remembered again? 1s this another
installment? But no... this was a narrative clearly written by Tony. I settled i and
staned reading.

Tonly go through the first fow pages. People were staring at me. Sometimes I hisk I'll
ever leam. WHY do 1 persist in leaving the house without Kleenix? 1 had to put it

resume reading latr, when the tears streaming down my face could be wiped by
‘something besides a slesve.

‘Good God. My old friends had lost their Dad. 1 dida't even know. I1's over two months
g0, Id seen Lee a few years ago ~ maybe more — ata bash at Tony & Lestie’s. It was.

rly clear that Alzheimer's was happening, but he looked good. He looked peaceful. 1
fel good sbout that. T don't know if he had cancer then. But 1 do know that I never
knew he had it Until that day I picked up the ‘zine.

1had t0 0o Springfieid st Friday, 1 sill hadn'tFished the commemoration zine. |
kept thinking of Lee Rayson on the drive dow and back. How ofen had he made this
driv? He mus've been sbout my age when he ws doing it Late Fiday ight, atera
ragged drive home, I sat in the Kitchen and fnished the "zine while 1 waited for Charli.
‘When Charie got home, I read him Tony’s e namative. 1t was so nbelievably

moving. It was ok. We keep multiple boxes of Kleenix around. We used them iberally.
Punintended.

1's funny, you know? Five days before Lee took his journey outta here, on January 5, T
as supposcd 10 go 10 Springfeld. It was a ilthy day but I'd made no arrangements for a
flight so just set out, figuring that once I got past Chi-town and further south, things
Would clesr up. T ended up geting caugh in a terble ce storm and stopped afer 5
‘hours, having not even achieved Bloomington/Normal. On the retun trip, being
exhausied and frazzled, | decided o get ofFat 1-$0 and let Mom and Dad oo over me.
T'd call Charlie 10l him know I was safe.

1.
1found myself driving toward Osk Park Aveswe. 1tumed. Wow, Tinley Park. 1t /3
scemed like a scene from a previous lfe. I slowed down by the o1d Rayson law office.

1 hada’t even thought of that oflce in many years. 1 stopped, and jus sa and looked.

For some reason, just wanted 1o look. That's all. (Chaslie would sy that's proof
positive that I'm some sortof psychic. But actually, come (0 think of i, he encouraged
me 10 get nvolved in some sort of psychic experiments on line. On most of the tests, my
‘odds ratios were atthe lowest percentile of the thousands of people who kad taken the.

tes... what are the odds of hat?)

No, I think allthe babyboomers are feeing the cycle. We've either been through i or
we're anicipating t.

T never knew Leland H. Rayson well. 1 met him a5 a teenager. 1 was in awe of him.
Awe,like just about every other ecling, was not a comfortable one for me back then, 5o 1
ried 10 avoid having feclings around him. Another Irish Catholic trick. have s
discontinous set of memories about him that don't add up 10 2 whole person, but which
‘make him memorable, neverthcless. So why was 50 moved? Other fieads have lost
family members - riends who are in my life in a more current and regular way. 1
haven't reacted nearly as sirongly. Wel, Raysonites, [ don't know, but,as usual, music
does shed light. Like the song gocs, “riends are diamonds, and irouble a diamond
mine.” 1n the late 60's and carly 70's, whetber 1 used a telescope, a microscope, or my
‘own rather dysfunciional but perceptive eyes, there were two classes of things that could
be counted on to appear in the fekd of vision: (rouble and Raysons.

And unbeknownst o me, a | push 50, the patrarch of the latter had passed. Leland H.
the only person I've ever known who read The Peniagon Papers covr to over.
‘The athice who played teanis 50 zestull with al his sons. The music lover who
enjoyed Jack Jones. The music appreciation instructo, and the ook in his cyes when he
triedin vai to impart the importance o Jack Jones appreciation o is chikiren. The
time he itroduced me ~ a3 part of a gaggle of youth tht included several o his kids ~to
Adiai Stevenson. The way he had to ague with one or two of his kids 10 get them o go
tothe Stevenson fundraise. The only faher [ knew when [ was a kid who was concemed
about 50 many of the social issues that helped to define my young years. And lter - the
excitemeat with which he anicipated going o sce The Bridges of Madison County. He
‘woulda't conform (0 the male stercotype of stercotyping it s a chic flick. The ook on
i face when he visited afler my nephew dicd. And then there was the smile, Awe,
ety or o, you couldn'thelp but ke his smile. 1t was always accomparied by 3
Tight show i his eyes.

My dear fiends, T hope and pray thatthe Intensity of your grief gives way to equally
intense and cherished memories. I believe that when we lose someone they often become
more a part of us than was the case when that person was with us. 1fthere’s any truth at
all 10 that, T am cetain thatall of you wil be emotonally richer when the path of grief
recedes into the distance and you lake stock of yoursclves again. Mesnwhile, may your
Journey of griefbe a gente one for you a

Love,

g

Lives in All of Us Dad 1y

‘We all love Dad for the special way he treated each and every on of us.
Great family adventures invariably had Dad in the thick of things. He
enlivencd all the fun. The way he carried himself with other people taught
us how 10 be righteous and moral and principled and tough.

He let kids run around, scream and yell, have fun and'go nuts. He played
along right there with us. But, when someihing had to be said or done, he
made o bones about it and didn't fool around.

Weall emulate him in the way we live our lives. We have a unique
abiliy, resolve and confidence in the way we feel what we must do and how
that should be done. Dad accomplished a helluva lot, but he absolutely
refused o compromise his beliefs. He was a fearless, articulate, eloquent
crusader for social justice amidst a sea of bigotry and ignorance.

He worked hard. Played hard and took care of us - especially when we
needed him the most!

Dad now lives in all of us and I say we use that strength to become more
‘compassionate, more caring and more committed to advocate our beliefs in
‘our own way, that in our hearts we know to be the right thing to do.

Goodbye, Dad! Thanks for everything.

Anthony Rayson

MY TEARS ARE DRYING NOW

I 5111 think about hin every day - many times. But,
that tunbling feeling in my heart, the sensation of being
cast adrift, the quickness to want to cry... has subsided.

Like & little boy, who is almost involuntarily starting
1o satle and even chuckle through the waning moments of a
cxy, as the tears are being wiped, scothing words are
spoken and the subject's being changed to something cheerful.

The pain doos not hurt so very much anymore. Life is
worth living and his familiar, knowing and loving volce is
right there in ny head - like Obi-Wan Kenobi.

I'n not happy about it. HNobody in our family is nor
1s anybody who knew hin because he was & kind nan, a
loving man, He was a great man! He was my Dad*

The bitterness of winter, what with the ridiculous
heavy snows of December, the black January, the waves of
stubborn sickness, ave losingtheir grip. The days are
getting a little longer. Bach day, the animals can be
seen scurrylng about, the birds are hearkening the spring
on the distant horizon. It's a little warmer. People
seen friendlier - less frosen and bundled up.

- February 25, 2001

South Chicago ABC Zine Distro A

Greetings, folks! First, 1'd like to explain what this is
all about. An ABC - Anarchist Black Cross - is an
anarchist-fueled prisoner support group. The first one
was started in Russia during the revolution of 1905 to
support anarchist prisoners held captive in the Tsar’s
dungeons. ABC's dot the country and the world, mostly
throughout Europe, America and Canada. We also work
in solidarity with non-anarchist political prisoners,
politicized prisoners and social prisoners. Personally, T
think all prisoners are political because the class-based
institution of incarceration is political. It's the
punishment industry of U. S. - headquartered capitalism.

Zines are self-published works without bar codes,
slick covers, which aren‘t beholden to advertisers,
malnstream publishers or distributors - the real zines!
They are not subject to censorship of any kind, which is
why the gulag mailroom censor trolis hate them so
much! They are usually free or very cheap. They are
what the samizdat press was to the Soviet Union, for the
people of the extreme capitalism of the West, only much
more so. They are a vital link of information about what
is really going on in this world that the mainstream
totally Ignores. There are thousands and thousands of
zines on any subject imaginable. But the best ones, in
my opinion, are very political and revolutionary. Thomas
Paine’s Common Sense and Henry David Thoreau’s Civil
Disobedience were the zines of their day.

A distro provides zines to people who want them,
mostly through the mail, but also online. I deal in paper
zines exclusively. Not everyone has computer access, in
fact very few really do and almost zero prisoners do! You
can't read an e-zine on the bus or at work! Here’s a zine

that lists hundreds of zine distributors throughout the
world.*

Leland Howmer Raysonw
~ August 23, 1921 - January 8, 2001 ~
My distro, South Chicago ABC Zine Distro now has /7
about 225 different zines available and I'm adding new
ones all the time. These are pointedly political, many of
which I write myself, edit or otherwise contribute to. I
sort of $pecialize in helping articulate prisoners conceive,
format, edit, publish and distribute their work into zine
form.

Now. Why do I do this? Well, like the Beatles once
said, “The world is a bad place, a bad place, a terrible
place to live.” For many many hundreds of millions of
people this is absolutely true, in the immediate physical
sense. For everybody else, it's terrible because we are
being forced into a truncated, sinisterly motivated reality,
whether it is anywhere near fully understood by us or
not,

Once 1 was able to overcome my own self-hatred and
fear of Big Brother to a certain degree, 1 felt it was my
responsibility as a citizen of this Earth to give forth my
testimony, as 1've made it a point to be extremely
observant to political reality all during my lifetime. I was
very fortunate to have a very conscious, political
upbringing. Hopefully, as my writing and editting
improves, these efforts will increasingly educate,
motivate, empower and inspire people to attempt to
attain their own self-realization and work for social
justice.

Another practical reason to launch this distro is that
prisons insist literature must be sent from the publisher
for prisoners to receive them, so I became the publisher
myself. And, I make it a point to provide literature by
and for prisoners that they want, can use and share with
their cohorts. Also, I was not satisfied with the level of
rebellion being voiced by others and felt I could do
better, because I also want to read something seriously
powerful and well written, even if I must write it, myselft
I never claimed to be a self-deprecating say nothing! 1’
feel what 1 have to say is of extreme importance.

Permit me to recite a couple of quotes about this
society of ours.
“What is the existence of the average man today? |g
Almost all your time is given to earning your livelihood.
You are so busy making a living that you hardly have
time left to live, to enjoy life. Neither the time nor the
money. You are lucky if you have some source of
support, some job. Now and then comes slacktime:
there is unemployment and thousands are thrown out of
work, every year, in every country.

That means no income, no wages. It results in worry
and privation, in disease, desperation and suicide. It
spells poverty and crime. To alleviate that poverty we
build homes of charity, poorhouses, free hospitals, all of
which you support with your taxes. To prevent crime
and to punish criminals it is again you who have to
support police, detectives, State forces, judges, lawyers,
prison keepers. Can you imagine anything more
senseless and Impractical? The legislatures pass laws,
the judges interpret them, the various officials execute
them, the police track and arrest the criminal, and finally
the prison warden gets him into custody. Numerous
persons and institutions are busy keeping the jobless
‘man from stealing and punish him if he tries to. Then he
Is provided with the means of existence, the lack of
which has made him break the law in the first place...

Crime is the result of economic conditions, of social
Inequallty, of wrongs and evils of which government and
monopoly are the parents. Government and law can only
punish the criminal. They neither cure nor prevent
crime. The only real cure for crime is to abolish its
causes, and this the government can never do because It
is there to preserve those very causes.”

That as you probably recognize, Is Alexander
Berkman. See if you can guess who said this.

“Government is not reason, it is not eloquence - It is
force.”

Johann Most or Enrico Malatesta perhaps? Try George
Washington!
Let’s take a quick look around us at what Is 9
happening today. We've got two million prisoners in this
country, many hundreds of thousands of which are in
prison for possession of pot! The Incarceration Industry -
the punishment industry - is a wildly profitable multi-
headed hydra of profit-taking. It's raw capitalism whose
product is human misery! Each inmate has a price tag
on him or her, which explains why parole Is no longer an
option. It's modern day slavery, pure and simple!

Our lives are controlled by coercive Institutions, so
seamlessly and completely that many don't even
question or know It and IF they do, think they are better
off because of it - even people already In prison! Most
people enjoy the comforts of their cage.

You have the miserable schools that teach kids how
futile it is to think for themselves. All they feel
comfortable caring about Is the clothes and games they
think they want! Reality Is too frightening to deal with.
Thankfully, growing numbers of them are beginning to
realize that if they don't fight for their lives, they won't
have one! As they get older, they must enter the
seething workplaces with the danger, alienation, pollution
and wage-slave subsistence. It's not a life but a lived
death!

On Sunday, you go to the churches to get a dose of
shame and plous patriarchal pie-in-the-sky nonsense!
T'm no Christian, but even Jesus Christ was a tortured,
wrongly accused, deathrow inmate who was killed for his
bellefs by the dominant government of his day. Rome
then, The U.S. today!

We do have our false culture based on buying, the
malls, the endless cars and trucks, the canned scripted
and laughed at shows, the violence glorying movies with
all thelr phony sex. The mainstream medla are basically
forums for advertisers and think tank churned out pundit
apologists for corporations, shameless, mainstream
political wonks! They offer nothing new! The “news"” is
unanalyzed, superficial daily factoids!
Then there’s the nauceous corporate farms with their *©
gene-altered frankenfoods and the profit-making horrors
reserved for the animals who are bred in excruciating
confinement, only to be murdered and butchered,
stripped of thelr pelts and packaged to be eaten. But
you can go to jail for “cruelty to animalst” Justice and
morality worship at the alter of profit.

The drug industry is another abomination, causing the
deaths by experimentation of millions of animals to keep
people zombified and “functional” In this sick society,
with a hideous assortment of psychtropic drugs. Two
million children are on ritalin - speed - to “calm” them!
Some whose behavior is being controlled are as young as
six months!! Yet you can go to prison for decades for
smoking a joint! The Soviet Nurse Ratchet’s had nothing
on us! Who are the brain police???

The world itself is dying! Even mainstream ecologists
give us what? Twenty years? You could drive a trillion
Mack Trucks through the ozone hole! Earthquakes,
famine, mudslides, forest fires, genocide, tidal waves,
nuclear waste, global warming, species extinctions, the
choking off of our lungs - the rain forests - and all the
other forests... the plutoniumization of space - are all
slowly accelerating! We can't just up and leave and
move to Mars or the Moon because people are fragile and
delicate and will die anywhere except a healthy Earth!
Ah, but who cares? I've got tickets to a ballgame and
those kids out In the streets deserve to be clubbed like
baby harp seals by the Darth Vader goon squads for
bringing up such unpleasantries! Right? How dare those
“rioters” clamor for a future than celebrates and Includes
life!

You know society is like a porno flick. You've got
these hot babes ever eager to perform sex acts on men.
What they don't show you is the fact that the whole thing
is a degrading profit-making mafloso meat market, and
the women came or were hustled up as lonely 18 year
olds, overwhelmingly victims of lifelong sexual abuse!
And the sad sacks watchin’ this stuff, lead virtual lives of
voyeurism because their real lives are atomized, 21
compartmentalized daily treks of lifelong agony, where
truth, beauty, honesty and hope are all a sick mockery.
It's where people settle for one or usually more various
addictions, such as gambling, porno, drugs, food, the
idiot box, compulsive criminality or whatever, in a vain
attempt to avoid dealing with the brutal realities of this
world and thelr lives.

To some people, that Is Just not good enough, but
rather thoroughly and totally revolting! Boy, “some
people!” eh?

What are some of our other wonderful institutions?
How about our military, which degrades and humiliates
recrults Into blind obedlence. The School of Assassins
teaches foreign thugs the fine art of torture and murder
of their citizens to keep their rich comfortable and U.S.
corporations dominant. The massive, deadly U. S.
hardware threatens the whole planet with any minute
annihilation! A lot of these military men who've gone
overseas and committed sanctioned by the U.S.
government - murder! - in Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, El
Salvador, Africa, Asla, South America, etc. come home
and get jobs on police forces, corporations and prisons
where they can get paid further for their institutional
sadism. They're our “heroes!”

The tax man takes 1/3 of what's left of a paycheck,
after the employers have taken their do-nothing rip-off
cut. The police selectively enforce the rich-lawyer written
laws. The cesspool of the political system, the welfare
agencles who snatch the children of those kidnapped for
Incarceration, the housing “authorities” with their
corrupt, rathole vertical prisons... all are very vile and
cosmically and morally most unacceptable.

But the worst of all the systems - at least
domestically - Is the judicial system, with its unsavory,
although human-like lawyers, judges, prosecutors and
prisonkrats and the massive system of decades-long
caglng and brutalization of human belngs. There are
hundreds of these human warehouses all over this 22
country!

What an affront to life and living creatures! There is
more dire U.S - orchestrated evil in this world, such as
the massive infanticide being unleashed on the children
of Iraq, for example. But as far as complex,
systematized, daily, massive, governmental criminality,
the U.S. gulag system is right up there.

This is a class-based punishment industry, where
everything evil about the system - racism, sexism,
homophobia, xenophobia, torture, isolation, medical
neglect and experimentation, forced obedience to fascist
bureaucracy, ritual murder and all-around injustice,
predation and corruption, etc. etc. is magnified, yet
hidden from the public eye.

That is why 1 concentrate on getting the word out of
there, because you're sure as hell not going to read
about it in the mainstream rags. The government wants
this Information suppressed and every prison censors all
incoming and some outgoing mail and often denies my
publications entry, ala Hitler'’s Germany. Freedom of the
press is a big fat lie! The U.S. Nazis make Hitler look like
a Vienna choirboy!

But, my distro isnt just about the prisons. I started
writing about growing up in the racist south Chicago
suburbs, the Vietnam War, the sexual suppression and
sexism, the “generation gap,” music, the Civil Rights
Movement - all kinds of things. 1 wrote my first zine,
Peoples’ Polar Express in 1974, after dropping out of
college and hitchhiking around the country for a couple of
years, in the wake of Nixon's second not-too-secret
invasion of Cambodia, when all the colleges and
universities went out on strike. I just stayed on strike!

SOUIH CHICAGO
ABC ZINE DISTREO

P.0.Box 721 Homewood, IL 60430
hilp://members xoom, comy houghtbomb/

But, it wasn't until 1996 that 1 started writing my 23

personal zine, Thought Bombs, which I've now written
sixteen of. I've written several other sort of theme zines
on raclsm and the prisons for conferences or
presentations I gave, plus tons of essays. I've
contributed and editted many, many zines and have
worked with some very good writers, most of whom are
prisoners. T've put together catalogs describing each
zine In detail, put up a website and make a point to make
all my zines free to prisoners. It's a very expensive,
work-Intensive, stressful as hell project!

T've done all this with next to no help from anybody,
zero grant money, several other activist projects, such as

' STAND (Shut This Airport Nightmare Down) amidst a
very busy family life. For, 1 believe this system deserves
nothing less than a full-blown commitment to rebellion!
And this literary and activist project seems to be the best
outlet for me, based on my abilities, circumstances and
temperament. Plus, 1 see a crying need for this type of
advocacy. It takes total concentration and dedication,
but luckily I have motivation to burn and I don't have a
lazy bone in my body.

I've broken my distro into four main categories 1)
anarchism, 2) feminism 3) anti-racism/abolitionism & 4)
prisoner zines. 1would say over 1/2 of them are prisoner
zines.

Let me show you some of them from each category.

First and foremost is my own zine, Thought Bombs.
These are wild collections of essays, rants, letters,
poems, graphics and contact information. My son,
Stanton, who is now twelve, draws all the cover art and
usually a few pages inside each issue. My little guy,
Stephen, who ls six, has started to contribute his
drawings, too.

I melt the personal in with the political in these. They
sort of chronicle my life and thinking as an activist and as
a husband and father.

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Ity fleece was white a snow
Madscow scare plug hoof-& mouth
Slaughtered carcasy - there yow go!

Andeverywhere that Mary went
The lamb’y stowe haunted her

The rulery bulldoged massive pity
Techniques learned, in the Gulf Wour

The price of riby hay gone way up
They seldom grace the plates

Of U.§. gluttons with milky skin
The swine the poor love to-hate:

Jack & Jill Got Shot

Jack & Jill went up the hill

To fetch a pail of water

Israeli snipers shot them dead

Their family screamed of bloody murder.

Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill cried out in Death’s Agony
The young threw stones at armored tanks
Planes shot missiles for “security.”

Back home the papers only blamed
“Arab terrorists” and “gangs of criminals”
Arik Sharon of Shatilla fame

Will soon be up for his Nobel.

Simple Simon St

Simple Simon w
Of the Anarchi:
He pied George
For all his lyin'

Made of lemon

Six months tim
"A local hero!” 1
Simon merely b

They took him
Which is extre
And in a cell he
To eat his slop
He pushed a mc
And worked on

The execution v
And for the dig
The eggs, they

The Warden ca
“Inmate Simon,
We need one be
The Governor's
So, there's no 1

"Go to Hell, yo
I will not bake
' RAVYMES

arted Screamin'l

1s a Pie Man
't Baking Brigade
Ryan

neringue.

he was paid
hey all said
urted out “Gol Dang!”

lown to Statesville
nely hate-filled
stayed.

P
itigation.

jas fast approaching
itaries
were a-poaching

ne to talk to Simon
you're a Pie Man
ked today.

wife is coming

ime to delay."

1 evil pig.
a pie, dig>"

The goon squad came
And made him lame

With cuffs and gas and clubs
The First Lady dined

On porcupine

And assorted pastry puffs.

They strapped him down
And shot him up

To finish up the show.

She picked her teeth, and
Watched him turn purple
As she sat in the front row.

Meanwhile, Simon was dragged outside
And beat some more

He just couldrt hide

From all the gore.

He woke up the next day
On the cold hard floor

Of a filthy isolation cell

Piss and blood were everywhere

And he could hear muffled screaming
From somewhere else in Hell.

His ribs were broke

And He couldn't breathe

The pain wouldn't go away.

But he tried to scream anyway
As he thought of Victor Arante
In the Santiago Stadium.
peter piper Picked aPack
of Pickled Peckers

Four and Twenty

4 & 20 blackbirds sitting in a row
Killed and shoved into a pie, you know?
But it wasn't fully cooked,

So the worms within survived.

The prince and princess got real sick
Their intestines exploded and they died.
The silver spoons didn't do no good
They shouldn't have et, such fancy food.

The Old Lady and the State

There was an old lady
Who lived in a shoe

She had so many Children
She didn't know what to do.

5o state agents raided Ol Nat

and threw her in jail OI’ Nat King Cole

And rounded up her babies W

for a living hell! as a merry old soul
Who died of lung cancer

Becuz he smoked cigarettes
So much for by the people
for the people
and of the people

These days 1t's by the corrupt
for the corporations
and of the connected.
33

C Anarchy

Got my nose ring and tattoo
Now and then, I'll say "Fuck you!"
Only read the zine's that cool.
Politics 1s just for fools

PC Anarchy

Know the bands and shit like that
Only know but one black cat

Got my clothes and a coupla patches
Even got some fancy matches

PC Anarchy

Don't wanna read no paragraph
Those hard ideas make me laugh

My hair got spiked for twenty bucks

I'n lookin' to be liked and hopin' to git fucked

PC Anarchy

T sit all nice in folding chair rows
As the band goes off - atout what? Who knows?

I read Emma Goldnan, but not Kon'boa

*Cuz Blacks are "nationalists,” don't.you knowa?

PC Anarchy

I'n pure and nice and quiet and all

‘Cus the anarchy brain police lurk in the hall
I don't write, but do repeat

The tired crap typed on this sheet

PC Anarchy

1 don't know no prisoners

They're mean and bad & too hard core
Have T thought of anything that's new?
Nah, too ‘busy hangin' with my crew.

PC Anaxchy
CORPORATE DATE RAPE 3y

We want to bring development
And think our future's here

Please put out for our commitment
It won't hurt at all, my dear

Your land is being wasted now
With crops and streams and frees
Let our lawyers show you how
We'll help you of f your knees

You need us bad and can't resist
this opportunity
It would be sad if you all missed
a chance prosperity

To be a player in this game

You'll have to raise the stakes

The town cannot remain the same
It's an “investment" for land sakes!

We'll need the deed, don't you concede?
It's but a small concession

Wave fees, the market must be freed
So folks can stop recession

The roads please build, right over here
For shipping and receiving

These heavy loads are hard to bear

*Jobs, jobs, jobs!" keep saying and believing
There's been a snag, we'll need more dough 35~
I¥'s really but a trifle

We'll put your mayor on our board

Complaints, youll have to stifle

You need us bad and can't resist
this opportunity

It would be sad, if you all missed
a chance prosperity

We'll buy reporters fancy lunch

And show ‘em lots of slick brochures
*None too bright" is our best hunch
Weriting blind about your future

Sorry 'bout the tax base thing

With the heavy bond you took

Parents always think of "something!"
That's the deal - remembner, we shook!

If and when we have to pay
And you might see some money
We'll up and leave and go away
To court another honey

The streams are dry, the frees are dead
Farms but bitter history

Tell me why you made this bed
Profit-taking misery

You need us bad and can't resist
our gross pomposity

Itd be 50 sad to co-exist
without a mutiny!
Prisoner Zines, Newsleflers, Collectives & Organizing 3 4

Belore | get info describing various prisoner publications
and groups Irying lo educale and organize prisoners and
supporters. I'd like 1o give a bil of an overview of Ihe syslem
we ore dealing with. | want lo explain my intenfions and
ihe goals of this work. | also have a twenly minute sireet
video of the police ossaull on last autumn's Oclober 22nd
march & rally. in Los Angeles. II's a remarkable fittle film.

This country is al a stage that | think is best described as
extreme copilalism. The corporate domination thol extends
throughoul the world, the ropid delerioration and
deslruction of our earth's environment, the accelerating
extinclion of species, the ongoing fascization of USS. -
supported governments, lhe naked US. - led agression seen
as "Hyper Wars" in Iraq ond Serbia, the decade-long
infanticide in raq, the training of death squads, the
incarceration frenzy in this country, the regimentdtion of
schooling and work, Ihe increasing police brulality, racism,
sexism, closs divisions efc. are all increasing inexorably.

This sociely is very sick. It is o false society based on
greed, power and fhe acquiing of money, backed up by
fear, ignorance, infimidation, coercion and lies. A genuine
sociely is people - based, where communifies cooperate
with eacholher and work for their mutual benelfit, in a non-
exploilalive way. That has not been aliowed fo develop.

Many people have been bludgeoned info despair,
apathy. aggression. hedonism and a wide variely of sell-
destructive abenrant &/or addictive behaviors, in a vain
attempl fo cope with Iheir lives and the world around them.
People have nol been taught how 1o think lucidly and act
responsibly. amids! a blizard of societal obluscation. Thev
grope along wilh no idea of what 1s really happening
cround them and what Ihe fulure holds, mostly Irying to
provide for their fomilies in draining. day - 1o - day ordeal.

On the surface, things seem sort of “normal.” America is
@ huge and bounliful country that has only been ravaged
for couple of cenluries. Per capita, we also bogart five or
six fimes our shore of all the world's resources. We are
owash in goods. The mainsiream media, owned by a few

mega-conglomerales, presents the corporale view al every
tum. The undiluted truth of this world is only to be had 37
through the underground. Those who suffer the mosl, know
the most and can teach us the most. Television doesn’l cut
it. nor do newspapers, movies, radio and mos! school books.

Many of the brave and brilliant rebels of loday - the
George Jacksons and Malcolm X's of loday, have either
already been murdered or are incarceraled, offen in the
most Dantesque fashion - in clinical tarture chambers. They
are kep! well-hidden and silenced by Ihe authorities. All
means are used o Iry Io gag these people. including
intemal flops {adding fime lo their senlences,
administratively. without court) framing them on serious
charges, deprivation, loss of privileges, assaull and even
outright murder. It lokes a unique resolve o challenge il.

The poverly, despair and hopelessness of the ghetlos
‘and barrios are the wayslations to prison. Poor people and
especially poor black people are nuisances &/or dangers 1o
the syslem o be rounded up for the wildly profitable
punishment industry, fo be turned info modern day slaves.
Indeed, the conslilution still authorizes slavery for prisoners.

The most vocal and those unwilling lo submit, eilher due
fo severe, often prison-induced psychosis or conscious
rebelliousness, are marked for fhe unique cruelly of the
supermax hellnole dungeons. thal are proliferaling ol a
lenible rate. Josel Mengele would feel right ol home

The goverhment gels away with This massive daily
criminality by o’ combination of faclors. especially fear of

wolvement by those on the outside and the inside, threats.
intimidalion. demonization of “criminals” the noise and
distraction of the dog-eal-dog ral race of every doy lte.
severe censorship ond internal punishment.

The drug war is @ one way class war lrom the top down
that can only be underslood and onalyzed comeclly from
those prisoners who suffer most and have the courage and
abiity o analyze and explain this ongoing holocaus! from
Ihe inside. These are Ihe brave people | work closely with.

1 come from a polilical family. My father was a uniquely
principled crusader for social juslice ond he exposed me
and my brothers and sister fo many things during the

tumulluous sixties and beyond. He died January 81h. | have
o zine | wiole aboul him, here. II's @ mell-your-heart zine. 3§

1 am an anarchis! propagandisl. wriler, edifor, publisher.
distibulor and organizer. | see my main role in the siruggle
1o collect, help crafl, publish and disseminate the most
powerlully wiillen and informative malerial | can find, on @
wide assoriment of subjects. Bul, | concentrale on prison
abolilion. | consider it ground zero in this worldwide
siruggle. Ilis quite oplly named Ihe "belly of fhe beas.”

Moloch is devouring people at @ honfic rate and new
prisons are being buill and planned by the hundreds! There
is now @ huge populalion ol women prisoners, moslly
molhers of young children. They are overwhelming
convicled of viclimless crimes. Their childrén are then
kidnapped by the slate. Children are prisoners. 10o.

Parole is routinely denied, access lo recreation, lileralure,
libraries. lawyers, visitors. lelephones, decenl food,
adequale medical care, elc.. elc. are diminishing.
ns are gelling more overcrowded. More and more
of the prisons are privalized, prison (slave) labor is on the
increase and the barbaric dehumanizing conditions are
gelling worse, such as isolalion, deprivation, assaull, rape.
forture, murder, elc. as profils are maximized and the evil of
Ihe syslem is manifesled. New techniques of crowd control,
developed in prison. spread lo the oulside communilies.

1t's @ complex faclory, with human beings being the raw
malerial. The product produced is human misery and
massive suffering. The larges! “menlal heallh facility” in
llinois is Cook Counly Jail. In New York, it is Riker's Isiand.

As my Chicago prison abolition collaboralor Jane Doe so
aplly describesil, we are dealing with “super predalors™
who feas! on Ihe food chain of the lives of human beings.
WW'slike @ foxhun! o them - the lawyers. proseculors, judges.
poiice. polilicians and jailers. The incarceration industry is
the fostest growing industry in Amerika swallowing up
young, poor people of color (and so-called “whiles™ 100.)
We're supposed lo think nothing of Ihe fact that rural
communilies, who've also been vicilimized by rampant,
unrestrained corporale greed, can only find redemption by
“winning" the awarding of a monslrous maximum security
prison lor their community! II's pure evil and the wnole

syslem has 1o be ullerly desloyed, for Ihere to be any kind
of viable future for any kind of life on this Earlh! Thal'sa 39
trightful reality, but one we must understand and deal wilh.

Our enemies are very strong. They are armed lo the gills
and have milions of people brainwashed info obeying their
orders - oblivious 1o the danger this bodes for all of us.

The way | see it, a very imporfant and necessary fask for
us 1o atlempt 1o do, is lo educale. mofivale, inspire.
empower and fhrill people oul of their ignorance. lethargy.
apathy and fear, so thal we can all begin o wake out of
our thorazine-iike political stupor, and leam lo Ihink for
ourselves. We must lake the bold steps fo live Iheir lives
based on humanilarian principles and begin to experience
iife as legifimate, contribuling members of @ mulually
beneficial and interacting communily. We can'l nof do this

Once inertia is overcome and true educalion and
participation occurs, @ wondertul world will open up 10 us.
Talents will be realized, nurlured and developed thal we
never thought we were capable of. Al facets of human
existence then become realizable. We don’t have fo
merely live our one and only file as a cog in the machine of
profit. A world of wonder will open up for us, even amidist
such a fragic reality. Passion and joy and truth and beauty
and kindness and understanding are our birthright! But, in
this sick system, we have 1o fight for everylhing. every step
of the way. II's a helluva challenge fhat every generation is
given. We owe it o ourselves and the children of the future.,

Before | talk about these prisoner inifiatives, | would first
like 1o show Ihe video | menlioned earlier. This is whol is
going onin the sireels of America. Imagine what is going
onin Iraq or Colombia or throughout Ihe gulag archipeliigo.

Prisoner Zines, Newsletters and Collectives

This will explain how prisoners and outside activists coor-
dinate protests, such as the MPLU (Missouri Prison Labor
Union), what these prisoner initiatives are all about, what

is really going on in the gulags today, and how we can be-
come more involved in these struggles.

hosted by: Anthony Rayson

Anthony runs the South Chicago ABC Zine Distro, which now
has 225 pointed political zines available, which are very
cheap and free to prisoners. He writes the zine Thought
Bombs, while contributing to, editing and carrying out many
others. He specializes in working closely with articulate
prisoner activists on zines and prisoner support projects.

THE RICHARD FLOOD LEGAL DEFENSE FUND
4o

HELP SAVE RICHARD FLOOD
‘WHO IS RICHARD FLOOD?

former political prisoner, who after serving a lengthy term within
during which time his long history of committed
for prisoners landed upon him every conceivable
‘<could muster) was only the thicd prisoner released
rison in March of 2000. His legal work has helped at least
eir release from [llinois’ death row and many others to
reduced sentences. His underground socio-political programs
the llinois system, with particular emphasis on
alled "prison gang" members by introducing them to revolutionary
sness while steering them away from criminal behavior and
a the spirit of the late Black Panther Party leaders Fred Hampton
His leadership qualities and respect from other prisoners
allowed him the unique position of negotiating several peace treaties between so-
al prison “gangs". Since Richard’s release, these programs have showed
e with Chicago "street nations” as well, with steady decreases in “intra-
sion and drug-trafficking. He is also a union Ironworker (Local #1,
roots organizer and paralegal.

Anthony Rayson
Political Prisoners of War Coalition
South Chicago ABC Zine Distro
anthonyrayson@hotmail.com
P.0. Box 721, Homewood, IL 60430

FACTS SURROUNDING THE INCIDENT IN QUESTION ¥}

‘On March 24, 2001, (Richard's birthday) while in route to a meeting with leaders from
several of Chicago's “street nations,” (in which a definite revlutionary socio-palitical
rogram was to be voted on) Richard and his wife Rebecca stopped at a
ichard returned from inside the station to find his wife being viciously attacked by
three armed persons. Richard, himself unarmed, disarmed one of the attackers, and
during the course of the struggle, two of the attackers were injured. And although
Rebecca herself was seriously injured, she was denied medical treatment by
thorities, who also not only refused to arrest the three sttackers, but arrested
chard instead on charges of attempted murder. The circumstance and timing of
this incident is clearly suspect, however, it s not yet known if it was a set-up.
theless, Richard is once again fighting for is lfe. He has no bond while awaiting

THE RICHARD FLOOD LEGAL DEFENSE FUND

Richard needs competent, incorruptible legal representation and we need your help.
Do nat allow the system to once again bury alive this veteran freedom fighter.
Monetary contributions to Richard's legal defense fund are immediately and
desperately needed. Please make a check or money order payable to:

Rebecea R. Flood
/o The Richard Flood Legal Defense Fund
3649 East 106th Street
Suite 123
Chicago, Mlinois 60617

Letters of support can be sent directly to Richard'at the following:

Richard Flood
#01-2374
WCADF
95 South Chicago Street
Joliet, Minols 60436

In Solidarity,
The Richard Flood Legal Defense Fund

Richard and his then fiance did something very, very
few Chicago activists have done. They came down to
‘my home and visited with me, soon after he was released
{from Tamms. We got together in the city and started to
work on strategy for the crucial, dangerous work he was
determined to embark upon. We met with various activists
as well as former Panthers, “gang” members etc. well ioto
the wee hours. Sb, T know from firsthand experience that
‘what Richard Rebecca are saying in this leaflet are true.

- Anthony Rayson -
42
7-7-01
Greetings Comrade,

T received your letter and the article on the crop drawing STAND.
Tlike that. It is creative.

Anthony, once again I am sitting in the hole on another prison
frame-up case and T am pending a transfer, but I am holding stand. T
am requesting supporters fo write protest letters fo the Director,
demanding an investigation into my situation, by his office. (We have a
new Director here.)

Gary B. Kempker - Director
Missouri Department of Corrections
P.0. Box 236

Jefferson City, MO 65102

Anthony, yes T need help with our next issue of Off The Hook.
Recently, T heard from Robert L. Hopper, from Evanston, TL and he is
thinking about taking over Mike Lee’s position as our national
Communication Office and help with Off The Hook. So, let's wait and
see what he is willing to do. Then, we can organize ourselves on this. T
sent him your address already, for he wants to order several Off The
Hooks.

Anthony, T believe Mike Lee s locked up somewhere. Tl keep
asking around, for somebody might know where he is at.

How is the PPWC and Al doing? T heard about Ali's medical
problems. So what's up there?

Tl keep you posted on my situation here, Comrade.

Well, T'll close here. So, until then, take care and stay strong.

Werite soon. In Struggle,
Jerome

Jerome White-Bey #37479 (2¢-531) Y3
Moberly Carrectional Center

P.0.Box7

Maberly, MO 65270

July 12, 2001
Dear Jerome - Greetings! It’s good to hear from
you, as always. I‘'l1 write Mr. Kempker. I've
already had a nice, long conversation with
Robert Hopper and have sent him back issues of
Off the Hook, along with other great prisoner
zines. We're going to work together on this.
He’ll put it together and I'1l distro it to the
mailing list and have it available to others,
through my distro. Prisoners can also send
material to me or Robert. 1’11 forward
contributions to the next issue, letters etc. on
to him. I haven’t heard from Mike in quite a
while myself. We had been in pretty close email
contact, so you may be right about him being
held prisoner somewhere.

Let me know what else you might need and
1’11 see what I can do. Take care of yourself
and we’ll get MPLU back up to snuff and put
pressure to get you out of there. Keep
fighting, Anarchist Brother.

Ali is doing better. He is being treated
for his condition and trying to do all he can
analysing this sick system and keeping fellow
prisoners on the ins and outs, informed. PBNC
just mailed out the latest UpDate. Did you get
yours? It’s tough to do all this work and foot
all the expenses, but the few of us who are
committed to PPWC, believe in it’s importance.
Anarchist ideas and serious analysis is
important for people to absorb and learn to
grasp. It is a labor of love & solidarity!

The truth is a mighty weapon and that's why
the gulag censor trolls have been so active
against us, lately. Slowly but surely our
message of serious anarchist determination and
understanding is getting through and fueling
discussions and new cells of activists. Our
work will never end until the day we die. I 49

love you, Brother! You are a shining example of

the power of anarchist love and reason in the

face of the fascist enemy. We will set to work.
love, Anthony

juLY 12, 2001

Dear Director Kempker,

Greetings! | am wiiting to you today in reference to a
prisoner being held in the hole over in Moberly. His name is
Jerome White-Bey. He is the founder of a group called the
MPLU (Missouri Prison Labor Union.) He has already faced
massive amounts of punishment because of his advocacy
on the behalf of his fellow prisoners (workers.)

This group is @ very welk-respecied, well-known group
who is advocaling for basic rights for prison laborers,
minimum wage and rudimentary heaith standards and
freatment. He has been inferviewed by several
publications. This will continue to be an important subject,
as the prison population and the prison labor population
continue fo increase at their unprecedented levels.
Suppressing a courageous messenger of this situation on a
trumped-up conduct ticket will only bring more attention to
fhis whole issue, Jerome's parficular case, Moberly, the
Missouri prison system, and indeed, the whole incarceration
industry in America.

1 would like fo urge you to honestly investigate the
siluation that Jerome has been subjected to. We feel that
he deserves fo be treated faidy. To me, Jerome represents
fo the prison laborer, what Cezar Chavez did for farm
workers. This is still America, remember.

Thankyou for your consideration,
Anthony Rayson, editor and curator of
South Chicago ABC Zine Distro
“De Nature of Kkkapitalism"
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Kkkapitalism is like a
blood sucking parasite.
Uhen it has no more blood to suck
then it loses it's life.

In order to prolong the survival

it begins feeding on itself.

It's aluays trying to change the ugly face
to avoid an inevitable

DEATH!

Uhenever you see

Kkkapitalism

declare protracted peepoes war
on its very nature.

B cuz de nature of kkkapitalism
will declare war on you

and brutally exploit the land
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and their labor!

J(\ Uhuru Sasa
Nanguiro A. Sadiki

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We want an end lo robbery by the
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awakening about, was this whole “Cily vs. Suburbs” thing. It seems
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been affer boneheads for a long fime. Can you give us a sort of
history lesson about t, say fhe last 10 - 12 yeors?

3. TIATS A GO0 QUESTION I LET SOEOWE ELSE MHER THIS OWE.

3.MHEN T WAS A YOUNGER MAN 1 WAS WGINT THE LABLE HAPPY IN-CROWD WOULS
LABLE A SKINHEAD. ATER MESTING LARGE AUUNTS OF THE WROIG PEOLPLE
AND RUNNING FOR MY LIFE ON DIFFERENT OCCASOGNS, I DECIDED THAT 1T
WAS, SUICIDE TO LEAVE THE HOUSE IN THE AFORDENTIONED GARS.

M TEXURE AS A SKIN HELPED NE REALISE THAT THERE ARE MNANY INJUSTICES
IN THE WORLD, D 70 TELL YOU THE TRUTH IM GLAD 1 HAVE MADE MISTAKES
IN THE PAST OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE NEVER LEARNED ANYTHING.

IN THE LATE 05 RACIST SKINHEAD GROUPS. WERE ON THE RISE KERE. THE
POPULAR TDEA WAS HATE BLACK PEOPLE AND BE ASSHOLES. CASH (CHICAGO
ARYAN SKIN HEADS) RUN BY CLARK NARTEL A INIGRAVT EXPENDING THE
WRONG ENERGIES IN LIFE,WERE BASED IN MIDLOTHIAN IL. OTHER FRINGE
‘GROUPS FORMED BY NAZIS AND JUST WPS(WHITE POWERES)OR EVEN ULTRA
DOGY "IRADITIONAL® SKINS BEGAN EXPANDING AFTER THE INITIAL

SHUTDOHN OF CASH IN THE EARLY 90s..WE ALL FEARED THIS EXPANSION
WOULD BRONDEN THE SCOPE OF FASCIST INFLUENCE,BUT INSTEAD A REVERSAL
TOOK PLACE. THESE ASSUOLES DISSAPEARED AND I THELRWAKE A REVIVAL
oF i AvTT PRESENCE 100K PLACE ANXD DROVE HOST BOVEHEADS
‘GROUPS LIKE USONR IN MKTTESON AND THE CHICAGO
CLASS WAR SKINS AND OTUERS WERS INSTRUMENTAL IN SECURING A WNITED
STRONG ANTI-RACIST/FASCIST PRESENCE IN 1L, VD THE SOUTHLANDS OF
GHICAGO. THE BATTLE DID NOT BND THOUGH, TN THE EARLY 805 CRETE

A SOUTHERN SUBURD OF CHICAGO(TURN AKAY FRON ANTIONY)WAS THE
FORIAATE 1OST 10 TIE CRETE NAZI YOUTI (GiY)_BUT AS QUICKLEY
AS TIEY APPEAKED W STEPPED FORMARD 70 PUSH TIEM MACK. 01D 124
Secuusion.

SN IN2001,ME STILL SEE SKINS ON THE STREET THAT WE DONT KNOW,

HERE STORIES OF NAZIS LURKING, DUT TIE GREAT THING IS TIAT THAT
ALL TUAT EVER IPPENED, WE HENRD. . TILEY ARE NOT STRONG ENGUGHI

CONE OUT WITH FORCE, ME OW TESE STREETS. L(WE)HAVE. BEEN
DONENEADS FOR ALONG TINE, SINPLY DECAUSE THEY WILL ALWAYS

E AFTER US,0R ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS A NORWAL WORLD FREE OF ALL
IST, INFPLUENCE, PROPAGANDA AND THUGS.

AS'EAR A5 1 CAN GO 1F AVIONE DANTS NORE INFO CONTACT HE.

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DAN & JASON of Slaughter Attack
(formerly of Raw Punk Bastards)
152 Gostlin, Hammond, IN 46327

4. Another thing | find most inferesfing about you guysis the fact,
that, yeah you go fo Ihe cily (don't we alii?) but you also have
strong connections fo the scene in the hinterlands - like Champaign,
Peoria and Donville. Give us an idea of the flavor of those scenes.

CUMPAIG IS A STOP FOR TRAVELLERS, PUNKS, HIPPLES, IC KIDS AND BANDS.
©ET ALOT OF PEOPLE THERE W40 OTHERNISE 1 WOULD HAVE NEVER MET.
RACIST POLICE ARE ABOYD IN RANTOUL, CHAMPAIGN/URBANA AREA.

DAIVILLE IS A RELATIVELY QUIRE, SYALL TYPICALL MIDHESTERN TOR HE HAVE.
NEVER WAD TROUDLE THERE,DUT IT ECHOES THE FLAVOR OF PEORIA.

I WISH THER COULD ALWAYS DE A STRONG AR PRESENCE EVERNVEERE,BUT AS

NI ACTIVIST CAN TEGL YOU, T WONT GET DONE UNLESSS YOU DO IT YOURSELE.
5. 1don't play music - but 1 sing! What I do is write! I'm a loudmouth,
can't shulup, zinewriter, propagandist, editor and disfribulor. You 49
quys also take zine wiiling very seriously. You've wiitten several zines.
and distiibute those of others with a true d.iy. ethic. You sell fapes
forwhat $2 sfinkin’ dollars? No zine is over a dollar?? | have two.
questions. Explain whal your mofivation is with your distro and what
do you hope fo accomplish with your writing?

HE A5 USA IADIS EAVE ALL THE MEAIS TO MAKE A 2INE AT LIFTLE OR LESS STRESS Ty HiSt
COVIRYIES. YOU ILL SEE TUAT £ A BARLY DO BIGUGH 70 FROCREATE PO AWD THE ETHICS
BEMIND IT. T EVERYONE WILL GET INTO A PUS ZINE BUT ¥ TE SYSTEN HAS KILLIONS.

6. I enjoyed doing the spiit zine with you The Bood Runs Red /
Thought Bombs #13.5. If was cool, kicked ass and everylhing else. |
noficed a deeper commitment on actual wiiling by you guys and
the fact that you two are furing info good-assed witers. How much
wiling do you do, what wiilers do you respect and can we look
forward to more of it in the future?

. THNI YU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS. . AS YOU CAN SEE IF YU READ RPDS3 NOT EVERYONE. SHARES
T SN VI OF OUR VAITIG. AA. 1 NYSELF WRITE CONTIIUALLY. 1 WROTE JS A KID, 1

6.0UCE AGAIN I DONT WRITE AS MUCH AS DAY, BUT WRITERS I RESPECE ARE,
HP LOVECRAPT, EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS, RODERT £ HIOANRD(CONNN)FRAVK IERBEKT
‘SERGIO, ARAGOVES (GROO) SAIRA DIMINUTIVE RAGE,AND FEW ASSORTED FANZLEES

N COLBNISTS. YOU CAN 10K FORIARD 7O A BOOK DA IS WRITING WHICH T
HAVE PROVIDED THE ILLUSTRATIONS,OR YOU CAN WRITE ME A LETTER.
7. The last two-three years fhal I've known you, you've had a rather
rough, roller coaster of a ride - moving frequently. living in your van,
scrapin’ along. But, you've maintained your diiy. projects - your g
bands, and dislros despite no money. postal hassles, the pigs,
londlords, efc. Tell me, what do you really think of “Officer Friendlly?"

7. GL..IA WA . YOU MEAN LIXE MDY FRCH HAYSERRY? TVE LOVABLE SGXIF 00 TEXCHES 1S
‘CHILD THE AYS OF THE WORLD WITH A GENTLE FANDT R ARE YOU TALKDNG ABOUT T COP HID
DEALS DAUSS TO YOG FGOR KIDS OWLY T0 ARREST MW 70 FILL THELR QUOTAY 175 A FOCKED
UP VORLD IDEN IST PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF ‘THE COPS HORE THEN THEY ARE OF THE “BOBBERS"
DID 100 KW 175 1LLEAGAL T0 BE AOWELESST REAKNG THE LA BIEAKING 2 LWI 111

7EVERYONE SIOULD TRYING LIVING IN A VAN IT BRINGS PERSPECTIVE AND
WAKES YOU APPRECIATE THE LITTLE THIGGS Y0U TAKE FOR GRANTED.

I HAVE BEEN INCARCERNTED BEFORE FOR DANXEN DISORDER, ASSAULT
(BONTHEADS) AND.NY-OPINION 0. OFF ICER. FRIENDLY- I JUST -THAT, AN
oPmNION.

8. Now that we've all been “Bushwhacked" things'll go swirin’ down
the sewer like they did under Clinfon and all the ofher bastards that
have held that office. How do you see fhings getfing worse and

how are we gonna shake people info giving a damn to fry fo put an
end to this broken record reign of social debauchery?

140 1S LIVING I HIS MOTHERS CARE, ID LIKE TO HAY e
SONEDAT 70, BE ABLE TO CORRUPT _HIS YOUMG NIND WITH'HORBID VISIONS

OF ANARCHY;AS 1Y HOM LIKES O SAY.

9. As you know, the only hope is with the childrem ‘cuz they haven't
been all fucked up yet. | don't think we have a helluva lot of time
left before we're gonna be wearin' gas masks and canying around
big. thick knives. What ore your aspirations for the fulure? Do you
want o get maried, have children, be able fo breathe?

10. Thisis the last question, so | think it is up 1o you o decide what it

is. 50 you can say whatever the hell you want. Canyoudoit? S
10.*IN A WORLD CF PEOPLE PLAWNING YOUR DOWNFALL, ITS NICE TO KNG YOU
JAVE FRIENDS. *-HORRISSEY. .-
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POBox 187/Stotir,L 60476

TE NICATVARE
BICHINA
We're Not Leaving S2

T want 16 thark everybody for coming here tonight in this rainy weather. It
shows you care about what's happering.

My name is Anthory Rayson and T live with my wife. and kids down n Raceoon
Grove. T the irport comes, wed be gone, too. Theyd make it a forest preserve
“buffer z0ne.’ S0, T suppose T could have a plenic in my yard, but Td have.fo leave
by sundown. Woudrt that be pleasant, with planes screamirg directly overheadl?

Before we openit up to questions and allow you folks 1o say what's on your mind,
T have a few things T want fo say.

STAND (shut This Airport Nightmare bown) is Working on several projects.
Now, we dor't have tens of millons of dolkars of taxpayer maney 1o angue our case.
with, Everything we do s completely vokntary and dorated for the cause, We will
be at several conferences, parodes, fairs and speaking engogements. We're
sending a delegation to Washington and Sprigfield. We're doing another forum in
Crete, ot the library on April 5th, dlso at 7 pm. Anather growp caled FRAME
(Footprint Residents Against Handatory Evictions) is being formed. But the big
project we want everyone 10 gear wp for,is our parade and rally inPeotone on May
121k, the day before Mothers bay

Starting at 10:30, we will begin assembling at Beecher Rood, jst off of Reute
50. We want farmers 1o show off their entique tractors, kids riding thei bicycles,
HMoms pushing their babies in their strollers, haywagons, peaple waling riding -
whateverl We wont the school kids 10 get creative and express themselves
colorfully with their signs and posters. This s gaing fo be a celebration of our
area, not Just a protest ogoinst the never-ending airport.

At noon, we will parade through Peotone and wend our way fo the high school,
where well put on a rall n the gym. We'l have some music, refreshments and
hopefully, some home cookin. We'llhave a ine-up of knowledgable speakers, who
will talk about things our encaes won't go near, such as how the Karkakee River
would be ruined, as Would the Monee Resevoir. our farms, prairies,streams and
towns. Theyl explain about ir, water and noise pallution, corgestion, the

‘enormous taxpayer expense and how it would degrade a huge arca rrth, south
east, and west of us » and who would stond 1o profit, We need to get everybody
out for this important event, so that the media can let the whale country know how
we feel about all this,

Ever since George Ryan ordered IDOT fo begin buying our land and Weller end
his bunch went o Washirgton fo push for this airport, peaple have inally come to

realize that what we've been saying ol slongis true. The gloves are off and they
are coming after us. Here are ten reasons why this can be a good thing.

1. We're ina unique position. We live herel We know ol about what's going on.
People have 1o learn from usl But we can't rely on anybody but ourselves. This Is
our home that we have 1o fight for - nobady elses

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2. The nightmare may be over but the reality is setting in. Peaple raw know we
gotta put the mouthpicce In, throw the towel down, get off the stod, put ‘em up
‘and duke It outl
3. Our children are looking up 10 us o show some courage in this - unlke almost
every poliician, state and locall After ol it is their fuhwe out here that we ere.
fighting forl Our parents and grandpareats made sure.things would be rice for us.
Now if's our turn 0 do the same for the kids foday.
4. Wel learn about eachother and become a real community s we battle
together, under seige.
5. Well find out who our friends are - what groups e for real - end also who.
our enemles are. Maybe this debate will be the catlyst for realcitizeninput an
whole wide range of issues. T¥'s time we stopletting the polificians end thelr
‘campaign-contributing crories make oll the decisions that affect our lives!
6. Well finallyget our side of the story out, as we speck for everbody who's sick
of being pushed around by bulles in pinstriped suits and briefcases!
7. iaybe we'lfind out who's hiding behind cll the blind land trusts out herel
Right, Aldo?
8. Wellllearn obout ourselves and gain valuable self-awareness. Is a powerful
thing to realize that yes! we are the masters of our own ives, os we woke vp from
our apathy. Wellearn how 1o speak up and defend ourselves and show the world
what a wonderful thirg we have going, down here.
9. Wellleave alegacy of ongoing social history of bravely fighting for our
principles, our fanilies, our neighbors and our communifies, as we insist vpon oo
sovereignty ond iberty as U.S. cifizens. We're not leaving]
10, Perhaps most important of al, we willdiscover, develop and nurture falents
we never thought we hodl WeTl make wonderful new friends and have a joyous fime
doing it all

Life is meant 10 be lived with passion ond involvement. Let's go al out for May
12th and do our Mother's proucl

Anthony Rayson, Secretary of STAND
P.0. Box 433, Monee, IL 6049 rural_stand@hotmel.com
http://members.xoom.com/s_T_A_N_b/

BEECHER ADDRESS sY
May 3, 2001

Greetings! I know that the final episode of Survivor is on
TV tonight. But, you know what? We've got our own surviving
to do - right here!

The last couple of weeks we've been the victims of several
back-stabbings. American Airlines has said they will no longer
oppose the Peotone Airport if they get runways at O'Hare.
Mayor Daley has said he'll even start writing support letters
for Peotone, if his buddy, George Ryan, will allow for runways
at O'Hare. Peter Fitzgerald, our silver spooned multi-
millionaire Senator, says build Peotone and forget runways at
O’Hare and George Ryan has had another one of his boys
convicted of corruption. Pate Philip is also being touched by
scandal.

These people don’t care about us! They won't even visit or
talk to us! All they care about is money and power. We must
take our message to our fellow citizens - people who actually
work for a living, aren't on the take and have to pay their way
through life!

We must rely on eachother! We're the only ones we can
really count on. But we must get involved for real. Lip service
doesn't cut it! Write letters, talk to your neighbors, pass out
flyers and newpapers. Become actively involved in STAND!
Put a float in the parade, May 12th!

Do you want your children to be torn from their playmates?
Are you willing to see your home that you've worked so hard on
over the years, get bulldozed without an all-out fight?

There are some people bailing out and trying to sell-out.
And there are plenty of outside speculators, with no ties to our
communities, drooling to flash a little cash in front of their
eyes. They want us to sign on the dotted line, so that they can
‘make a killing, later.

Are you willing to sell your property to ourenemies and let
your neighbors do all the hard work to keep Bewcher from
being ruined? What if we win? How would you feel, then?

It's high time we show what we're made ofl: Are we
righteous men and women who our children can admire, learn
from and emulate? Or are we cowards, looking to slink out of

town, with a little blood money in our pockets and our tails
between our legs???
UP and OUT! Ss

There’s a windsock out there. If it flaps around, they
don’t go up. They hang around and talk and hope the
wind dies down. Bill and Bonnie Hunt used to be in the
circus - Ringling Bros. Bonnie walks stilts in our
parades and Bill drives one of his powered parachutes.
They’re right at ground zero, in the Peotone Airport
“footprint.”

I was foolin’ around in my garage and I saw one
come right over my head. He buzzed me! I thought that
was the signal that it was a cool time to come over, go
up and check out our crop circle.

So I told the boys I was gonna go parasailin’ and
asked if they wanted to come, too. It's late June and
they just wanted to lolligag and play Gameboy or
Nintendo or read.

I’d been there before a few times, hopin’ to go up, but
with only two seats, a scarcity of pilots and being so
dependent on it being so dead calm, it hadn’t happened.
Plus, they only go up early in the morning or near
sundown.

‘When I got there - it’s only a couple, three miles away
from my house - Bill said it was too windy. The guy that
was up there and who buzzed me was a rogue - one of
the Bonnema boys.

So we shot the breeze for a while and then I hiked it
over to the Civil War cemetary which is nearby and
took a bunch of pictures.

T've been taking a lot of pictures lately, of the
“footprint.” I bought a camcorder too and made a list of
fifty people I want to interview. We're putting a video

together and probably a website, of the people and land .

of the “footprint.” We want to give a face and a voice to
the people who live out here. Our enemies try to make
everyone believe we're just a “green grass site” ripe for
development. We want to counter the lies of these
sprawlmongers who are trying to steal this land for
their godawful airport.
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Then a guy drove up who decided he was gonna go
up. Bill asked him if I could go up, too and take a run
over to the crop circle and take shots of that, too. He
was cool and said, “OK.” I didn’t catch his name,
though.

1 got in the back seat which is right up against the
front seat, like a two-seat motorcycle, nice and cozy-
like.

This thing is just a metal frame with an engine, a fan,
wheels and a big parachute. We put on helmets that
were miked to eachother and strapped ourselves in.
You put your feet on part of the frame.

‘We taxied over the field to the area where you take
off. He gave it some gas and we picked up speed and
lifted off. It can only go 35 miles per hour in the air,
unless you have a tailwind. .

Right away the beauty of this area - this targetted
“footprint” - made itself known. A doe was lying down
resting near a tree - not the famous “Jane Doe,” but a
doe none-the-less! The Earth looked so alive, not active,
but sort of pregnant. Trees, fields and streams flowed
naturally with minimal intrusion from Man (roads,
pylons, buildings..) It was fun/

Our woods, Raccoon Grove, looked so majestic, so
thick and dark green. Right next door was Monee
Reservoir with the tiny fishermen, rowboats, dock and
such. Languid ripples spread over the lake. Further
west were more fields and scattered housing.

There it was! The NO AIRPORT crop circle Scott and
I cut out a couple of weeks back. He and his wife, Deb,
spray painted the edges of it - red for the circle and
slash and black for the plane. They also wrote out in
huge red letters STAND in the middle of the slash. I
had a jar of red dye tablets a surveyor gave me. It is
used to track field tile. It is highly concentrated and
turns a rich blood red, when diluted. It is also
biodegradable and washes away after three or four
rains. But Scott & Deb decided to paint it and make it
more permanent. They’re having a 40th birthday party
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on July 14th for both of them and will party on the
circlel STAND is the acronym for Shut This Airport
Nightmare Down!

It was cool looking, but kinda small. It only
measures 160’ in diameter, unlike the one Bruce
Twietmeyer, Jon Lisota and I did in Bruce’s 10-acre
hayfield. That sucker was 360’ in diameter! Pretty soon
T'm gonna do another one with a farmer named
Marshall Paul in a soybean field. That one will be 400"
in diameter, over six times the size of this latest one.
Scott and Deb’s circle is in an alfalfa field, where rare
birds nest - bob-o-links. They’re beautifull

My friend made several passes from different
directions and I tried to take some snaps. But it's kinda
hard, you know?

Before long, we headed back, maybe four or five
miles away. There was a cloud and it started raining
some, The wind picked up and slapped us around like a
giant mosquito. The pilot was pretty nervous, but I
didn’t care because I had no control over the situation.
We barely made it past the last ravine. By that time, we
were safe because we could have landed in any old field
and there weren't hardly any trees. We landed where
we were supposed to, but no more flights would go out
that night, even though I thought it was pretty calm.

I gave my man ten bucks for gas. They usually
charge forty dollars for a 1/2 hour flight, but he didn’t
ask for anything because they respect all of the hard
work I do fighting this stupid airport. Plus, 'm a glib
guy, knowledgable and fun to hang with (if a tad vainl)

Footprint baby, Sarch Gaffney joins
her parents, Chris and Lydia in the
STAND Drumming Circle to help
celebrate the summer solstice.
Pair draws grainy epithet
for Peotone proposal

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On July 11th, Marshall Paul, his cleven year old nephew
and 1, did another crop circle in a 25-acre soybean field in
Beecher. It is 6 times the size of this one - 125,000 sq. feet!
On June 6 - 8, Leslie, our sons Stanton, Stephen and T
trekked to Washington D.C. and lobbied the feds. On May 31,
my pal Scott Pigniatello and I cut out another NO AIRPORT
crop circle in a grass field behind his and Deb's house. It was
splashed all over the local and national papers and covered by
the Chicago TV stations. T'll do another one (a Auge onel)
with a farmer in a soybean field right in the heart of this
airport footprint” in a couple, three weeks. Today is July
2nd. I'm going golfing in a little while with a troika of my
compadres from work. Matter of fact, I'm leaving right now!

All during this time, T have also been crafting, editting,
publishing and distributing dozens of new zines - some with
lengthy mailing lists. Right now, T'm working on another
STAND newspaper and a zine about the recent trial of
Khalfani M. Khaldun, who was given 60 years for the murder of
a prison guard by an all-white jury in the Klan state of
Indiana, without the nuisance of evidence. A big chunk of my
time every day is also devoted to writing hand-written letters
mostly to conscious prisoners. They're the best!

So, I guess T have been slacking off, ‘cuz I've been
spending more time enjoying the company of my wife and kids*

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