People's Park Will Rise Again

(Borrowed from "Do It! Scenarios of the Revolution," written by Jerry Rubin)

A stroll down memory lane...

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Do It! Scenarios of the Revolution, written by Jerry Rubin


People’s Park Will Rise Again, begins on page 224

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Chapter 38: People's Park Will Rise Again

The Central Intelligence Agency began to study maps, police reports, wiretapped discussions and newspaper files on the "Berkeley problem" in 1966. It was considered as important to roll back the liberated area of freeks in Berkeley as it was to secure South Vietnam from the Viet Kong. Roll back Berkeley! In an airport hideaway in San Francisco on September 11,1966, a secret meeting was held to plan a new long range operation to "pacify" Berkeley. Present were representatives of the CIA, the FBI, University of California officials, the state's top businessmen, officials from the Defense Department, five California police chiefs and Berkeley businessmen. The plan? Simple! Take away the sea from the fish. The "outlaw element" thrived in all the low-cost housing that surrounded the university, the old, rambling Berkeley homes. The University of California, which played the major role in the CIA's insidious conspiracy, planned to buy all the low-cost housing, rip it down and build in its place dormitory buildings and IBM cardboard apartment houses too high-priced and esthetically revolting for the nonstudents. We'd have no place to live and would have to leave Berkeley. The university began by buying the square block of land right behind Telegraph Avenue and three blocks from campus. They tore down all the old buildings to build \ dorms: completely unnecessary because 30 percent of the current dorms were uninhabited. The nonstudents were pissed off when the bulldozers arrived. We knew what the goal was: "Hippie removal." We went on our way, muttering. 224

Then the wonderful contradictions of capitalism lucked up the CIA's scheme. War came to the university with strikes, tear-gassing and armed occupation of the campus by the National Guard. The state legislature freaked out. Uptight at university officials for not killing the rioters, they slashed state aid to the university. Gone was the money needed to build the dorms. The land languished as a big mud puddle--a parking lot in the day, a mosquito breeding swamp at night. Then one day a freek looked at the dismal bog: A VISION FLASHED INTO HIS HEAD! He ran to see his friends. They mimeographed leaflets. Within an hour 300 people were at the swamp. Bulldozers arrived to flatten the land. Rocks were shoveled up, green sod laid. After one day's work, a small section of the swamp had been transformed into a park. A park! A PARK BY THE PEOPLE! The word went around Berkeley: come and see the new park. A notice was printed in the Barb. Money was 226

collected on the streets. The next day 600 people were shoveling up rocks and laying sod. While Ronnie Reagan was reading movie magazines at home, and while the entire university administration was drunk, sucking each other off in the back rooms of the university, people came to create People's Park. Like a Chinese commune, thousands scraped cement from old bricks which others then used to create winding mosaic paths. One group built a barbecue. Another created a playground. Some people made music on cans and drums, guitars, flutes, harps, recorders, voices and bodies. Others made films. Free food every day. Rock bands played. It was a theater for the free play of creativity, energy and community. All of the art and life force of the underground culture swelling in pure love. Within five minutes after you'd go to the park, you'd be stoned. free food. free work. free sex. free smiles. free sun. free moon. free love. free theater. free store. free music. free dope. free living. free park. Every day middle-class people from the Berkeley hills left their children to play with us. People came to the park to plant their own trees. 227

Hippies, students, yippies, fraternity boys, sorority girls, Panthers, middle-class people, everybody grooved in their own park. "Hey, can I plant a corn patch?" "It's up to you. You decide." "Hey, can I put some swings in?" "Outasight." There was no Master Plan. Nobody gave orders. Some people wanted to turn the huge pit in the middle of the park into a swimming pool; others wanted to have a fish pond. Everybody working on the park got together in a town meeting and debated it for a few hours, and voted to have the fish pond. The university deans woke up and saw what was happening. People were creating a park near the university! Motherfuck! That would attract all kinds of filth and vermin. Ronnie was telephoned, and he zipped up his pants and rushed to a secret meeting. Two CIA agents were flown in from Washington. What to do to stop these longhaired beasts from creating a base in the heart of the area the university was trying to destroy? The students had expropriated land valued at 1,300,000 dollars! One morning at three A.M. Berkeley police arrived and shoved 50 people out of the park, making way for workmen who began to build a fence. By dawn a barbed-wire fence, lined with pigs, surrounded People's Park. A noon rally at the campus resulted in thousands of people roaring down Telegraph Avenue to tear that fucking fence down. 228

Hydrants were opened up. Rocks thrown at pigs. Pigs released tear gas. People climbed on roof tops to throw rocks, and police pulled out shotguns! The critical escalation in the war between the cultures: For the first time police opened fire on white Amerikan dissidents, shooting with birdshot. At the end of the day, James Rector was dying in a hospital, another man was blinded and at least a hundred people were wounded. The National Guard turned Berkeley into an occupied city. Vietnam helicopters stalked the city on reconnaissance missions looking for Viet Kong (anyone on the streets) to direct pig cars to club, attack and arrest. Helicopters bombed the campus with tear gas. Public gatherings were outlawed. People were tortured in jail. People's Park became the base camp for the Occupational Forces in the war against the natives. Tents replaced our playground. Tanks and troop carriers ripped the trees and shrubs and flower beds. Crude Army boots destroyed the green grass. Beer cans and cigarette butts floated on the pond. And Old Glory proudly flew above the carnage. 229

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