On the Dangerous Road to Selma
This morning I drove west on U.S. 80, across rural Lowndes County.
Tragic News this morning: Lady Gaga can’t make it.
Well, since I’ve come as far as Montgomery, I might as well go on over. There must be SOMEbody coming who I’ve heard of . . . . Continue reading Oh, No!! Lady Gaga Is NOT Coming to Selma!
The Bushes & 95 Congresspeeps in ONE small Southern town??
The Mind Boggles.
Jimmie Lee & James: Two Selma Landmarks
Jimmie Lee Jackson (left) and James Bonard Fowler: They met fatefully on the night of February 18, 1965, fifty years ago today.
The white community of Marion, Alabama, thirty miles northwest of
Selma, Me & Jimmie Lee Jackson
Just this past weekend, a friend discovered a photo from Selma in 1965, where I’m in the frame. Here it is — the same one posted yesterday, but with more of the image. In the front row are John Lewis and Andrew Young; Lewis is talking about the plans to march from Selma to Montgomery, to demand justice for Jimmie Lee Jackson, and voting rights for people of color in Alabama.
That’s me at the right, looking over Andy Young’s shoulder.
Coming: A Selma 50th Blockbuster!
Yes, tune in to this blog (& my Facebook page) for a singular revelation from Selma history. Long-awaited, never seen before.
In this photo, the March from Selma to Montgomery is being announced. But there’s something else here . . .
Here’s a clue: In this photo, the March from Selma to Montgomery is being announced. But there’s something else in it . . .which will be disclosed tomorrow. It’s “A Friendly Letter” Exclusive . . . .
On February 1, 1965, I was arrested in Selma, Alabama with Dr. Martin Luther King and 250 others. Here’s what happened that day, and how I ended up eating Dr. King’s dinner.
I – Blocking the View, Blocking the Road
That morning, I was too tense to eat. Keyed up and ready, my thoughts were full of armies marching to battle.
It was February 1, 1965. I was part of a nonviolent “army” – or at least a battalion – set to march in Selma, Alabama that day. Our objective, the territory we hoped to occupy, was downtown, the Dallas County jail; we planned to capture it by getting arrested.
Pete Seeger Was In Selma (And Just About Everywhere Else Activism & Music Were Happening)
<< One of the few missing ingredients in the film Selma is the centrality of music during the Selma-to-Montgomery, Alabama march. A tiny snippet of field recordings from the march can be heard at the very end of the movie’s credits, but otherwise the movie ignores the constant singing that emboldened the marchers during the four-day, 54-mile trek.