Reflections on Coretta Scott King
On Coretta Scott King
The recent death of Coretta Scott King brings reflection on what most would consider a stellar career in human rights. Before my present ordeal which began in 1986 and became full blown in 1987 I hitchhiked nationwide ill begotten attempting to apply Christian doctrine to “shake the dust of your boots” to inhospitable locations.
This left me off the freeway in Memphis near the motel where Doctor Martin Luther King was assassinated. It was panted a very psychedelic cool lavender. The motel was probably no more than $30 to 40 per night. I had only less than a dollar and was living of apple pies at gas stations.
During the last years of Ronald Reagan when such was campaigning for George H.W. Bush and this Orwellian nightmare had begun I hitchhiked from Santa Monica to Houston to protest Ronald Reagan’s fundraising there. The ACTUP Aids activists were to my right and oil workers were to my left and we awaited the arrival of the President.
During this time or slightly thereafter one of the Hunt brothers and wife landed by helicopter behind us. He came and spoke to me for a few seconds wife in fur and he I believe a tan or light suit, almost Rockefeller Republican.
President Reagan was not amused at the protestors and swiftly debarked from his limousine. He waved his hand fast and I only saw his back.
Later that night while I slept someone attempted to set me on fire. I was sleeping under a small blue tarp and it melted without burning me. I did not press charges. I should have kept the tarp!
Regardless of all this, I decided to hitchhike to Atlanta. It was somewhat cold there unlike Houston. I wanted to attend the Second Martin Luther King Parade. Jesse Jackson was going to be there. I lined up early for the parade and people let me have the best spot right across where The King family and other dignitaries would observe.
Jesse Jackson, Corretta Scott King and family plus Andrew Young were present. Jesse Jackson gave me a very exuberant Miss America wave. Corretta Scott King was someone subdued as there was buzz that she should yield power to her son.
DIRECT ACTION was one of the cornerstones of King’s civil disobedience. This event demonstrates that one has to fend for one’s self in a dignified way. For all of the wisdom and endurance of her husband no off this has been applied to my condition.
Regardless – GOD BLESS CORETTA SCOTT KING!
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The recent death of Coretta Scott King brings reflection on what most would consider a stellar career in human rights. Before my present ordeal which began in 1986 and became full blown in 1987 I hitchhiked nationwide ill begotten attempting to apply Christian doctrine to “shake the dust of your boots” to inhospitable locations.
This left me off the freeway in Memphis near the motel where Doctor Martin Luther King was assassinated. It was panted a very psychedelic cool lavender. The motel was probably no more than $30 to 40 per night. I had only less than a dollar and was living of apple pies at gas stations.
During the last years of Ronald Reagan when such was campaigning for George H.W. Bush and this Orwellian nightmare had begun I hitchhiked from Santa Monica to Houston to protest Ronald Reagan’s fundraising there. The ACTUP Aids activists were to my right and oil workers were to my left and we awaited the arrival of the President.
During this time or slightly thereafter one of the Hunt brothers and wife landed by helicopter behind us. He came and spoke to me for a few seconds wife in fur and he I believe a tan or light suit, almost Rockefeller Republican.
President Reagan was not amused at the protestors and swiftly debarked from his limousine. He waved his hand fast and I only saw his back.
Later that night while I slept someone attempted to set me on fire. I was sleeping under a small blue tarp and it melted without burning me. I did not press charges. I should have kept the tarp!
Regardless of all this, I decided to hitchhike to Atlanta. It was somewhat cold there unlike Houston. I wanted to attend the Second Martin Luther King Parade. Jesse Jackson was going to be there. I lined up early for the parade and people let me have the best spot right across where The King family and other dignitaries would observe.
Jesse Jackson, Corretta Scott King and family plus Andrew Young were present. Jesse Jackson gave me a very exuberant Miss America wave. Corretta Scott King was someone subdued as there was buzz that she should yield power to her son.
DIRECT ACTION was one of the cornerstones of King’s civil disobedience. This event demonstrates that one has to fend for one’s self in a dignified way. For all of the wisdom and endurance of her husband no off this has been applied to my condition.
Regardless – GOD BLESS CORETTA SCOTT KING!
technocrati tags:
Ethics
Homeland Security
Human Rights
Journalism
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