U.C. Berkeley faculty, staff, and students marched through Berkeley this afternoon as part of a statewide U.C. protest against budget cuts to higher education. A peaceful (yet vociferous) contingent of protesters came to BCC and invited our students to join them. Many did, as faculty and staff cheered them on. Watch your local news channels this evening for coverage of the event. The U.C. protests continue tomorrow.
these mist covered mountains / are a home now for me
but my home is the lowlands / and always will be
some day youll return to / your valleys and your farms
and youll no longer burn / to be brothers in arms
through these fields of destruction / baptisms of fire ive watched all your suffering / as the battles raged higher and though they did hurt me so bad / in the fear and alarm you did not desert me / my brothers in arms
theres so many different worlds / so many differents suns and we have just one world / but we live in different ones
now the suns gone to hell / and the moons riding high let me bid you farewell / every man has to die but its written in the starlight / and every line on your palm were fools to make war / on our brothers in arms
Oswald Cabal: There! There they go! That faint gleam of light.
Raymond Passworthy: I feel what we have done is monstrous.
Oswald Cabal: What they have done is magnificent.
Raymond Passworthy: Will they come back?
Oswald Cabal: Yes. And go again and again, until the landing can be made and the moon is conquered. This is only a beginning.
Raymond Passworthy: And if they don’t come back.. my son, and your daughter? What of that, Cabal?”
Oswald Cabal: Then presently others will go.
Raymond Passworthy:Oh, God, is there ever to be any age of happiness? Is there never to be any rest?
Oswald Cabal:Rest enough for the individual man… too much, and too soon, and we call it death. But for Man, no rest and no ending. He must go on, conquest beyond conquest. First this little planet with its winds and ways, and then all the laws of mind and matter that restrain him. Then the planets about him. And at last out across immensity to the stars. And when he has conquered all the deeps of space and all the mysteries of time… still he will be beginning.
Raymond Passworthy:But… we’re such little creatures. Poor humanity’s so fragile, so weak. Little… little animals.
Oswald Cabal:Little animals. If we’re no more than animals, we must snatch each little scrap of happiness and live and suffer and pass, mattering no more than all the other animals do or have done. Is it this or that. All the universe or nothingness! Which shall it be, Passworthy? Which shall it be?