Clinton St. Quarterly, Vol. 9 No. 3 | Fall 1987 (Seattle) /// Issue 21 of 24 /// Master# 69 of 73

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Printing Tualatin-Yamhill Press Thanks Judy & Stew Albert, Dave Ball, Randy Clark, Helen DeMichiel, Dru Duniway, Jeannine Edelblut, Camille Gage, Anne Hughes, Maria Kahn, Craig Karp, Deborah Levin, Peggy Lindquist, Kimbark MacColl, David Madson, Julie Mancini, Theresa Marquez, Melissa Marsland, Doug Milholland, Kevin Mulligan, Julie Phillips, Sherry Prowda, Jeremy Rice, Julie Ristau, Missy Stewart, Sandy Wallsmith, John Wanberg, The Clinton 500 f t Artist Claudia Cave, a native and resident of Salem, Oregon, won First Place in the Illustration category of this year’s regional Sigma Delta Chi competition with her drawing for “Return of the Skunk” in the Fall 1985 CSQ . She is represented by Portland’s Laura Russo Gallery. This is a self-portrait. EThe Clinton St. Quarterly is published in 3 ! Oregon, Washington and National edi- 5 . tions by CSQ—A Project of Out of the 5 ! Ashes Press. Oregon address: P.O. Box 5 3588, Portland, OR 97208—(503) J222-6039. Washington address: 1520 j ; Western Avenue, Seattle, WA. 98101— ) j (206) 682-2404. Unless otherwise ! [ noted, all contents copyright ®1987 j • Clinton St. Quarterly. W. At Play in the Paradise of Bombs— £ Scott Russell Sanders Growing up among war machines and trapped animals in the near-mythic Arsenal in Ohio. Beyond Sanctions: U.S. Policy and the Reagan Doctrine— Ronald Walters Another approach to bringing apartheid to its knees—an alliance with the frontline states. & ■recently attended a concert, “Of Time and Rivers Flowing,” sponsored by Boeing and Weyerhauser, along with REI and Pacific Northwest magazine. Mason Williams, the Oregon-based composer of “Classical Gas, ” led his group in a cycle of songs about water. The music’s content neither challenged nor demanded. Its message, rather, stroked, soothed and lulled. In conclusion, the announcers thanked the corporate sponsors for caring so much about this region of which they were a part. They praised the audience as well for our noble concern, insisting that we did indeed care because the mountains taught us how. I’m not demeaning the Cascades, the Columbia, the back country trails, or even the equipment that allows ordinary mortals to view what this corner of the earth was like before we came to inhabit it. Paying heed to what humans did not create may give us that sense of the sacred that, as poet Gary Snyder writes, “helps take us out of our little selves, into the larger self to the whole universe.” The wildflowers on Mount Rainier do not erase the import of Bangor and Boeing, Bremerton, Ft. Lewis or the anti-submarine warfare My Sexual Scrapbook John Callahan Sexual pioneer and chroni Callahan unbares all. Another in his series of real-life, no- holds-barred adventures. Rated XX. ... or not to Smokt Cynthia Morgan One woman's hum memoirs of a life up in smoke. Should you take a puff? Not unless you want to live with your own Throat Monster. preparations at the University of Washington’s Applied Physics lab. We mislead ourselves if we believe we are morally superior for merely living in a place where the mountains are in bloom. The best of environmental activists recognize this and work accordingly. Yet too often we accept the image of the mist rising from clear mountain lakes to indicate that all is well. Think of The Nature Company, which stocks whale pictures, travel guides and expensive animal toys—whose bookshelves hold nothing on Hanford or toxic waste, because that is the realm of politics. REI stores now sell designer trailwear in ten different states, but the cooperative is similiarly shy about going beyond helping individuals consume wilderness experiences to pose questions regarding responsibility to a broader world. Group Health, once a pioneering medical alternative cooperative, an institution continually cited as exemplifying the best of our Northwest values, recently forced the disbanding of a “Nuclear Awareness Special Interest Group” among employees and members which had begun to question Hanford, and thereby threatened backlash against a newly opened TriCities affiliate. The Washington Environmental Council endorsed Scoop Oregon Boy Bur Kremlin— Walt Curtis John Reed, a native son who shot out of the Northwest to early literary fame and death, was the true-life star of Reds. Diet for a Change- Peter Carroll Francis Moore Lappe, for her Diet for a Small Planet, reveals her sources and her recipe for democracy. Jackson's final election campaign, because he brought us national parks along with our submarine bases. In the same spirit, the local Sierra Club backed the recent election of Congressman John Miller—endorsing him as a rare environmentally concerned Republican while ignoring his support of Star Wars, Contra aid and continued nuclear testing—quite possibly making the difference in a campaign decided by just a few thousand votes. The mountains may well speak with a powerful voice, but if so we need to be their interpreters. Nature nearby has not yet challenged what we have created, and allowed to be created, within its bounty. In as much as we view it solely offering individual experience-escape or therapeutic solace—we risk blurring fundamental lessons regarding that larger whole of which we are a minute part. That our region's beauty comes so cheaply and easily is a mixed blessing. Such an environment may breed its own particular brand of complacency, one embodying no more vision or courage than that carried by our worst stereotypes of drunken Texan rednecks with twenty gallon hats and fifteen gallon bellies. We may be fine climbers, hikers and canoers. But we need to stand strongly in the world as well. Paul Loeb Clinton St. Quarterly— Fall, 1987 3

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