Years ago Reuters News
Agency reported a conversation between the son-in-law of Krushchev, Aleksei
Adzhubei, and President Kennedy about air-raid shelters. The President had
asked him what civil defence steps were being taken in the
Aleksei told him about the advice that in the event of an atomic-bomb attack one should lie down, cover oneself with a sheet and begin crawling slowly to a cemetery.
"Why slowly?" the President asked.
"So as not to start a panic," Aleksei replied. The President laughed.
Society as we know it is insane. Sylvia’s was a rare voice of sanity in an insane world.
The first contact I had with Sylvia
Sanders was a phone call. She wanted to invite Child Haven to be one of the
Bonnie and I attended the meetings
of COAT for several years, until Richard decided his first priority was
producing the excellent and unique magazine,
Press for Conversion. Sylvia and
Roy were at every meeting and continued to support
Press for Conversion, organizing
stuffing and mailing partie s.
A second major influence in my life had to do with my own naiveté about the American leadership.
I remember arguing with Sylvia: they can’t be that bad - to cunningly and diabolically foment takeovers of countries for financial exploitation, with a total disregard for the well-being of the people.
Sylvia convinced me that the evil
being done by American leaders was much worse than I had previously thought. I
had not thought human beings were capable of the cold-blooded, pre-meditated
cruelty that is a part of the agenda of the military-industrial complex, which
under the Paul Martin and Harper Governments is taking over
The last two issues of Press for
Conversion outline the role of the Canadian Forces in the Coup in
The signs of insanity are all around us.
Bonnie has been
But that all changed
Years ago when we were protesting the six-month incarceration of our friend, the Rev Nick Cardell for simply crossing the line at the School of the Americas at Fort Benning, Georgia, - Sylvia was there on Parliament Hill in front of the American Embassy, as she was for so very many protests—always cheerful, but strong and forceful in her resolve to make a better, safer, more peaceful world—not just for Canadians, but for all of humanity.
Sylvia’s was a voice in the wilderness—against the blaring corporate voice of greed and exploitation of millions of dispossessed—hers was a voice against our Canadian makers of armaments—a voice proclaiming release to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind—a voice to set at liberty them that are oppressed & bruised. We will miss her.