To that end, he embarked on an odyssey six years ago,
leaving behind a wife and a New Mexico jewelry business, to
experience life and find out what is true and what is not.
At the time, he was studying the Bible, and he found himself
preoccupied with the notion that money is the root of all evil."I had a house, three cars, bank accounts, insurance policies and I thought: I have all these things, these 'rewards',and yet the Bible tells me I am not living the right way...And I thought, if
that was true - if money led to evil, and if you need money to live - then the syllogism followed that evil is necessary, which was not palatable to me."
So he set out to see if he could live without money or jobs,
in order to prove that money was unnecessary. "To tell the
truth," he says, I had some anxieties. I was leaving my wife
behind. I said, "Is this rational? Are you sane? But I had to
test this out. And I knew that if I found it to be true, then the
world was living a radically irrational existence."
Thomas' journey took him to New York where he worked for a
week as a carpenter to make enough money for a one way ticket to
Casablanca. From there he walked on foot to Cairo. He had no
money.
"There were days I went without food," he says, and in six
months I did sleep outside for about six weeks. But otherwise
food and shelter were just provided. I never asked anybody for
anything. I had a blanket over my shoulder and the clothes I was
wearing: that was all. People would just come up to me and say,
"Where are you going? That's a long way. Where are you sleeping?
Come with me." They asked me, they frequently asked me what I
needed. I never asked."
He returned to the United States for a time, working as a
dispatcher for a cab company and as a stone carver. Then he
resumed his journey. Over several years, he said, he traveled
back and forth across Europe. HE found himself last year in
London, where he was jailed for several months after overstaying
his visa. Eventually the authorities deported him to the United
States. He arrived last October at Kennedy National Airport,
where he had to be forcibly removed from the plane. "I was
dragged into the customs office," he says, "where I was told I
was now in America and free to go where I pleased."
The seed to that ordeal was a decision he had made in London
months before: He no longer wished to be an American citizen. In
the course of his wanderings, he had come the conclusion that the
United States was contributing to the destruction of the earth
and exploiting its inhabitants. Therefore, for him to advise
others not to fight over land and exploit one another, while he
was benefiting from the American passport, seemed hypocritical to
him. Association with a country whose ideals he loved but while
practices he abhorred was inconsistent with his goal of attaining
moral perfection.
So he had taken the waterproof wallet containing his union
cards, his social security card, and his passport and had thrown
it into a lake in Hyde Park, England. "I assumed," he says, that
there was nothing wrong with throwing away my passport because I
knew myself to be a free man... Then I decided I would walk back
to the Mideast, but when I got to Dover, I was arrested...
"I argued that I couldn't have a visa, because I didn't have
a passport, for reasons I have already explained. Additionally,
visas are designed to control populations, and since I was
leaving the country, I was no threat to the population...They had
no right to tell me I had to be an American. It is not for anyone
else to decide who I am; it is for me to decide..."
Thomas has written down his thoughts and his experiences, an
account that exceeds 300 pages. In March, he telephoned the
Soviet Embassy here, saying he had a manuscript dealing with the
conflict between America's ideals and its practices and asking if
the Soviet embassy was interested. He says he has no sympathy for
communism, but thought he'd try to communicate his ideas on this
through another channel. When he arrived at the embassy, he met
with V. Doroshenko, the third secretary in the information
department.
According to Thomas, he and Doroshenko exchanged ideas, and
Doroshenko asked if there was anything the embassy could do for
Thomas, who told Doroshenko he was interested in peace. Thomas
said Doroshenko then told him that the Russians too, were
interested in peace. "And then I told him," Thomas recalled,
"that I thought this mutual buildup of nuclear weapons had to do
with mutual fear between the two nations. And he said yes, he
thought that was true. And then I told him that in order to prove
that Americans had nothing to ___ of the Russians, I wanted to
surrender myself to the Soviet Union. He said, "You don't have to
do that," and I said that nevertheless I would. He said, "You
cannot, and I said, "I will. I am not leaving. So they had me
removed by the police."
Doroshenko confirmed that the meeting took place and
confessed to having been puzzled by Thomas' calm refusal to
abandon the idea of surrender. "I told him," said Doroshenko,
that he would have to go to the chancery first if he wanted to go
to the Soviet Union, but he wouldn't move, so what could I do?
The young scriptwriter with the curly hair who had stopped
hours before to ask Thomas what he stood for had been preceded by
an old man with no hair who was carrying a lot of newspapers
under his arms. "What is this about?" he asked. The papers
flapped under his arms like wings. Thomas answered: "Wisdom and
peace." The old man's mouth fell open. Then he walked away,
shaking his head vigorously, and saying, "You never let up do
you?"
Thomas thanked him
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January 1997
In case you're looking for us (White House Peace Vigil - Peace Park anti-nuclear vigil - and friends) our signs have been moved across Lafayette Park to H Street, as has happened every four years since the vigil began in June, 1981.
Meanwhile a dozen large mobile homes rest on the grass of the southern half of Lafayette Park for the construction crews' comfort. Police patrol regularly, in part to make sure no homeless people crawl under the empty trailers in the icy dark of night. The bricks where office workers and tourists usually walk have been torn up, and huge - ugly - three-story bleachers rise in the space where our vigil normally stands, along the north side of Pennsylvania Avenue, so the press -- for one afternoon -- may stay warm and dry and near bathrooms while President Clinton has his second inaugural parade. The bathrooms on the north side of the park are locked, though construction workers again (as in past years) have for their use several porta-johns which are locked at night. Fences of every variety are intricately laid out to block demonstrators into the northeast corner of the park during the Big Event.
Ronald Reagan tried to have a second inaugural parade but it was so cold Inauguration Day 1985, the president had to call it off, and the quarter-million-dollar bleachers went unused. We were shivering and dancing in the northeast quadrant of the park, giving credit to God for a good sense of humor.
The vigil began five months after Reagan's first inauguration. At that time, people were allowed to demonstrate on the White House sidewalk. After a campaign by the Washington Times in 1983, new regulations were written banishing the vigil to Lafayette Park. During the wee hours of the morning, when tourists weren't about, police hovered and often arrested the vigilers. Department of Interior lawyers wrote a "camping" regulation which was used to criminalize (see CCNV case, U.S. Supreme Court, 1984) what was formerly protected behavior (see Abney case, U.S. Court of Appeals, 1976).
Since there are private citizens who insist on paying for this
desecration of Lafayette Park every four years (via the Inaugural
Committee), we're stuck with the bleachers again this
year. So I'm writing President Clinton asking him, as I asked
President Reagan in 1985, at least to leave the bleachers up for
the rest of the winter, for homeless people to get out of the
cold, wet, snowy, icy streets. I'm not asking for us -- we will
remain at our signs with the minimal amount of protection
necessary to survive. We are asking on behalf of the homeless
sleeping on the DC streets (in spite of police harassment) ...
still, after all these years.
Ellen Thomas
PEACE PARK ANTINUCLEAR VIGIL
PO Box 27217, Washington, DC 20038 USA
202-462-0757
prop1@prop1.org
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