Protest: The Morning After

Unarmed people in our lines were being bayoneted and kicked into unconsciousness, then dragged away. We, like the Jews, had come nonresisting into this isolated house of death, and we sat in the dark, at the mercy of robots before the gas chambers waiting for the proverbial bar of soap.

Such, in the Stygian view of a girl correspondent for the underground newspaper Washington Free Press, was the scene before the Pentagon last week. Another rumor that passed around as quickly as a marijuana joint at a pot party had it that two...

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