Kady at the Women's Encampment for a Future of Peace and Justice, 1983. Photo by Lynn Marie.
Excerpt from Kady's 1989 book, Panhandling Papers: Finishing the Walk: The Women’s Peace Camp at Seneca, New York
The New Women’s Times, July 1984
“I first heard about the Seneca women’s peace encampment on the radio. I thought, ‘That’s a great idea!’ I was excited about the women’s peace encampment at Greenham Common, England. I had heard that women had been living out in the open in mud for 2 or 3 years, trying to stop the missiles from coming to England. I thought, ‘Those women need some help. And we could do it!’ I saw all the women in the United States rising up and going to the Seneca Army Depot – waves and waves of us by the thousands, by the millions – and we would lean on the fence and the fence would fall down and we would sit on the airfield and there would be so many of us that the planes would be unable to take off. We would make it impossible for the United States to send missiles anywhere.
|Kady, drawing by Paula Gottlieb, 1981|
But not all the women in Amerika came. Only hundreds – a few thousands – not thousands and millions. Only the gate fell when we leaned on it. It fell several times. Men had to bring a big machine – a giant power drill – to drill a new hole for the gatepost. Only a few of us were there, sitting in a circle on the grass, watching the men and the machine. One of us said, “Wouldn’t it be nice if that machine would break.” We sat there silently thinking about that and then, to our delight, flames and smoke came out of the machine. We did what we could. Some prayed and fasted, believing, “It’s the most powerful thing I know to do.” Some leapt to the top of the fence beside the main gate and sat there, wearing scarves that glittered, and singing: “Sitting in the saddle down in Washington. They call him Ron with the neutron bomb…” A few climbed over the fence or crawled under and got to the airfield. Only a few.
So the United States government sent the missiles. We could have stopped them but not everybody came. Only some of the women. I wish all the women had come.”
We Write Letters, March 22, 1985
“I write because I am hungry poor angry heart-broken
because most of the women on the planet
spend all of our lives as unpaid servants.
And now the criminally insane men who run the government
are about to kill all life on the planet
and we must stop them.
Our pens are dangerous weapons.
We speak. We listen.
We tell each other what we know
any way we can.
I just found out that multi-national corporations
have broken most of the paid work into little pieces
and have sprinkled the pieces all over the globe
wherever wages are lowest
and young Third World women are going blind
soldering wires that are one-tenth of an inch long
at prison wages.
The corporations have put 450 factories just over the Mexican
border where wages are one-fifth of what they would be on this
side of the line.
We are going to get rid of the multi-national corporations, and the governments they have bought, and everything nuclear, and all the arms and armies. We are going to stop giving them all our energy in exchange for room and board. We are going to use ourselves and our earth’s resources to do the things that seem to us worth doing. We are going to get rid of rape and racism and mutilation and murder and domination and starvation. Millions of obscure women are breaking out of silence and we are saying we are poor and tired and hungry and sick and angry. We produce 100% of the people and we are going to go on strike and change almost everything.”
~ Kady Ax Maker to the Queen