CLINTON ST. QUARTERLY VOL5, NO. 3 SATISFYINGBUTNOTFILLING FALL1903 STAFF Co-Editors Peggy Lindquist David Milholland Jim Blashfield Lenny Dee Design and Production Jim Blashfield Production Assistants David Milholland Peggy Lindquist Proofreader Stan Sitnick Camerawork Paul Diener Laura Di Trapani m Your Town Press a Ad Production aStacey Fletcher * Peggy Lindquist £ Eric Cain x Ad Sales o Lenny Dee o Martha Ezell t Laurie McClain Typesetting Archetype Printing Tualatin Yamhill Press Contributing Artists John Callahan Claudia Cave-Sumner T. Michael Gardiner Dana Hoyle Contributing Photographers Johnny Dark Paul Diener Ross Hamilton Ann Hirschi David Milholland Rick Rappaport Carl Smool Public Relations Cramer/Hulse Development Consultant Michaele Williams International Attache Pippo Lioni Thanks Eric Edwards Mike Hessley Greg Kroell Al Schwartz Starflower Charlotte Uris John Wanberg F rom the first accounts of the Korean jet incident, much has been confused and illusory. As the days have passed, each baring a revelation contradicting previous “fact,” we’re faced with unadorned salvos from both camps’ propaganda factories, all intent on covering up mistakes and making political hay from the tragedy. For much of our lives, the possibility has always been real that just such an unplanned, unfortunate incident would embroil us in a “hot” (nuclear) war. The day following the first accounts, I was party to a distinguished public servant’s call for a response, even a hot response, for this “utterly uncivilized act” ... an act he compared to the worst Nazi atrocities. Such confusion between disgust for morally unacceptable behavior and a desire for retribution, “at whatever cost,” is both dangerous and deluding. We need, as citizens of this fragile planet, to sort our way out of the nuclear nightmare our mutual paranoia has erected. It will require all our patience, ingenuity and commitment. Though we can be grateful that events have not spiralled out of control, there’s much to learn from the behavior of all parties. The Russians, having studied the Nixon crew’s coverup, have stonewalled, twisted every detail to their advantage, claimed “sacred” authority for their actions, and returned all accusations whole cloth. Like all bureaucracies caught in the act, they’ve taken the low road and will utlimately pay for their inability to admit a mistake. Reagan, while fending off the howling jackals of the far right, who termed this the “first battle of World War III,” chose instead the mantle of the statesman. A more timely incident couldn’t have been found to allay the fears of an electorate convinced the man is looking for a war to fight. Yet even as the campaign to rebaptize the “ugly bear” unfolds, details about the U.S. spy plane flying nearby make such moral outrage less convincing and even raise questions about what new information will come to light. As Dwight D. Eisenhower realized 25 years ago, there can be no winners in a war between superpowers. Yet the major players continue to operate as if the old rules were still in play. No one wants the world to end, but greed and fear continue to push us all to the brink. Today, 13 women and men in sites across the planet are fasting for life, “until a significant step is taken to halt the arms race.” They began their fast on August 6. In the current political climate, they are likely to become martyrs, but they, and we, should realize the full impact of their venture. Write Reagan. Write Andropov. Write anyone you believe needs to hear your feelings. And join with others to raise your voice for peace. The days for “business as usual” have passed. DM hen the sun came up in Portland on August 7th, it illuminated strange white figures painted on the sidewalks. They were outlines of people (a child with a teddy bear, a couple embracing, someone in a wheelchair, an infant, a person crouched) and they appeared on street corners throughout the city. People arising Sunday morning to find these unexpected apparitions were perhaps puzzled. Some were angry. In at least one neighborhood, the faithful were out scrubbing them off the sidewalks in front of their churches before services began. At 10:00 am, August 7th, Hiroshima Day, a group of Portland area artists appeared at a press conference to explain the significance of the shadows: they were intended to be reminiscent of the ghastly shadows left by people whose bodies blocked the incredible light of the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima 38 years ago. These painted shadows, however, were taken from live figures. Over 200 people had spent the previous night stenciling, a large number of them artists. They had prepared carefully, gathering to learn how to make the shadows. They were given sheets of a plastic material and were told how to use a light or the sun to cast a shadow that could be traced or to simply lay down and have someone else draw around the body. Then an impermanent mixture of chalk and latex was used to paint around the stencil. They attended a meeting in which the legal implications of their actions were explained to them. In fact, there were fifteen citations for vandalism and one arrest the night of August 6. There was some community outrage in response to the paintings. A number of letters appeared in the press decrying such mischief, the Oregonian denounced it as defacement of public property and the Mayor said that even though he “understood,” he did not approve, because it gives the city “a messy uncared for look.” But many of us were moved by the shadows, reminded each time we stepped over one how close we are to this possibility. Parents have been required to answer insistent questions from their children. Really it was a very gentle way to remind us that the world’s governments are tinkering with inconceivable human destruction. One participant said she felt it was an act of laying down the souls of individual people. Our steady Pacific Northwest rain will soon wash the remaining figures from the streets. There is a lot of work ahead. We want to thank those 200 for their good CONTENTS Cover Nance-Sasser Son ... Sharon Doub iago ..............................4 The Real War in Nicaragua Patty Somlo ....................................9 The Tempest Ronald Netherton-Johnson....... 13 The Rehabilitation of Tim Page Ike Horn .................................... 18 I Call on Claudia Cave-Sumner Jim B lashfie ld.................................. 24 Le Bon Lynn Darroch .............................. 41 Coyote and Wildcat Went Canoeing Rick Rubin ...................................... 46 The Clinton St. Quarterly is published by the Clinton St. Theatre, 2522 SE Clinton, Portland, OR 97202, (503) 222-6039. Unless otherwise noted, all contents copyright © 1983 Clinton St. Quarterly. Eugene Bureau Laurie M cC la in ................. 344-1930 Seattle Bureau Linda Ballantine ............... 322-8711 Advertisers please call (503) 222-6039 Winter Deadlines C o p y ...................................... Oct. 21 Advertising ........................... Nov. 17 Subscriptions are $5 for 4 issues. 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