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...Times They Are A-Changin') to celebrate such bland delights as country pie and copper kettles, is out with a new single in the old angry mode, mourning the death of Soledad Brother George Jackson, killed three months ago in an escape attempt at San Quentin prison. Excerpt: "The prison guards they cursed him,/ As they watched him from above./ But they were frightened by his power,/ They were scared of his love./ Lord, Lord, so they cut George Jackson down./ Lord, Lord, they laid/ Him in the ground...
...solemn black man walked to the microphone and jolted hundreds of tired "peace movement" people with the news: "Soledad Brother" George Jackson was killed tonight in San Quentin Prison. Brother Jackson lay dead. Frantic "oh no"'s shot through the conference room. The audience was asked to stand in silent memory of the dead man's life. The room suffered in silence. The man then suggested the "Clergy and Laymen Concerned" could best honor Jackson by continuing with the Saturday night agenda--the establishment of national priorities for the coming year. The men and women participants in the final plenary...
...towards his imminent death during the last 18 months of his life. During that period, Jackson was confined first in the maximum security block of Soledad and then, after obtaining a change of venue that transferred his trial from Monterey to Marin County, in the Adjustment Center at San Quentin. Held in close confinement in prison, chained when he was taken out to appear in court. Jackson became less of a prisoner during this time than he had ever been before...
...chance, I had met a man earlier that afternoon who had done time in Quentin while Jackson was there. We had been talking generally about prisons when the news of Jackson's death got to us. After not saying anything for awhile, Fred said, "George Jackson was the most rational man I ever knew...
...talked about the Adjustment Center in San Quentin, and Fred explained how it was a prison inside a prison, enriched by its own wall that was manned by armed guards. Even if Jackson could have somehow scaled that first wall, he would only have made it back to the main yard and would still have another wall between himself and the free soil of Point San Quentin. "Two chances," Fred said, "Slim and none...