Letter to The Globe and Mail (not published)
Hats off to Sister Megan Rice, a quiet, 82-year-old revolutionary (Barbed wire, armed guards don’t stop octogenarian nun’s anti-nuclear activism–Aug. 11).
On July 28, she and two colleagues broke into the Oak Ridge nuclear reservation in Tennessee, and poured blood on the Highly Enriched Uranium Materials Facility, a half-billion-dollar and windowless (they couldn’t afford windows? shades of Mordor and 1984–creepy!). They did this to draw our attention to the criminality (their word) of the production of nuclear weapons, an enterprise which in the U.S. swallows up more money than the federal departments of education, health, transportation, disaster relief and many others all put together.
She has my unstinting admiration for her persistence and courage. She reminds us that nuclear weapons, of which thousands remain on high alert, are little less dangerous today than they were during the Cold War. When will we ever learn?