To Honor 
                     
               The Camden 28
              
                on the 40th Anniversary of their Peace Action                                

(a quote from the Camden 28 website)

The Camden 28

How far would you go to stop a war? The Camden 28 recalls a 1971 raid on a Camden, N.J., draft board office by “Catholic Left” activists protesting the Vietnam War and its effects on urban America. Arrested on site in a clearly planned sting, the protesters included four Catholic priests, a Lutheran minister, and 23 others. The Camden 28 reveals the story behind the arrests — a provocative tale of government intrigue and personal betrayal — and the ensuing legal battle, which Supreme Court Justice William Brennan called “one of the great trials of the 20th century.” Thirty-five years later, the participants take stock of the motives, fears, and costs of their activism — and its relevance to America today.

This film will be available for streaming in its entirety August 22nd and 23rd at:

http://www.pbs.org/pov/camden28/full.php

Suggested links for more information on the Camden 28 and their history 


http://www.camden28.org/thestory.htm


http://www.camden28.org/thefbi.htm


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If...    the machine of government...    is of such a  nature that it requires you to be the agent of injustice to another,   then, I say, break the law.  ~
Henry David Thoreau, On the Duty of Civil Disobediance, 1849



The Rising of the Moon


"O then, tell me Sean O'Farrell,
tell me why you hurry so?"
"Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen"
And his cheeks were all aglow
"I bear orders from the Capt'n
Get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
At the rising of the moon"

By the rising of the moon,
By the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together
At the rising of the moon"

"O then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gath'rin is to be?
In the old spot by the river,
Well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token,
Whistle up the marchin' tune,
With your pike upon your shoulder,
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon,
By the rising of the moon


Amazing Grace


Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.


T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.


Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.


The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.


Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.


Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.


Jury nullification
 is a constitutional doctrine 
that allows juries to acquit defendants 
who are technically guilty, 
but 
who don’t deserve punishment. 

When a jury 
disregards the evidence and acquits an otherwise guilty defendant, it has practiced jury nullification. The jury is saying that the law is unfair, 
either generally 
or in this particular case.





I’m a Freeborn Man
sung by : Liam Clancy

I’m a freeborn man of the travelin’ people;
Got no fixed abode, with nomads I am numbered.
Country lanes and byways were always my ways;
I’ve never fancied bein’ longer,

Oh, we knew the woods and the restin’ places;
And the small birds sang when winter days were over.
Then we’d pack our load and be on the road,
Those were good old days for a rover. 

There was open ground where a man could linger
For a week or two, for time was not our master.
Then away you’d jog with your horse and dog,
Nice and easy, no need to go faster.

Well I’ve know life hard and I’ve known it easy;
And I’ve cursed the life when winter’s days were dawning;
But I’ve laughed and sung through the whole night long;
Seen the summer sunrise in the morning.

All you freeborn men of the travelin’ people,
Every tinker, rolling stone, or gypsy rover;
Winds of change are blowin’, old days are going;
Your travelin’ days will soon be over.
Your travelin’ days will soon be over.

Written by : Ewan Maccoll
Copyright : Lyrics © Sanga Music Inc.