Word: seabrooke
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...small New Hampshire coastal town. On a balmy May afternoon a group of mostly young people sat on the road joking and singing songs and talking politics, until a platoon of National Guardsmen arrived and ordered them off. You see, the other end of the road leads into the Seabrook nuclear power plant, which was then under siege by about 1500 antinuke activists, and the Guardsmen were in no mood to discuss the issue...
...which they pile neatly in front of the gate, offerings to the god of civil disobedience. True to their part of the script, police come out from behind the gate, from a cordon, and let bulldozers push debris inside the fence, where dumptrucks haul it away. Across the street, Seabrook police--small town cops not prepared by experience or temperament for a weekend like this--try to arrest one young man for flattening the tire of a parked patrolcar. A crowd circles the men, and through a narrow gap between a parked cars a swarthy man dashes. He leaps...
...Coalition for Direct Action at Seabrook ("C-Dass" as the cognoscenti call it) is vehement about shutting the plant down through direct action--by cutting down the fence, getting inside, and occupying the construction site so work will have to cease. One of the most prepared groups in the effort, the cryptically-named Fanshen Armadilloes, occupies center stage for a time Saturday afternoon. Earlier that morning, while photographers clicked wildly, the Fanshen crew practiced cutting fences while pretend policemen battered their shields with branches. Now it's the real thing--in a drainage ditch next to the main gate, while...
...Sunday, there is less organization. Scattered through the woods, small bands of demonstrators continue their assault on the fence, never getting near the reactor. The real action is on Rte 1, Seabrook's main artery, where large crowds of protesters attempt to block traffic. Some are skeptical of the effort--"These are residents that we're holding up, and it's not going to help us any to get them mad," one young woman opines. "They're not locals--they're probably just fucking summer people," another protester responds. Small bands block traffic for about an hour until police decide...
...battle of Seabrook is breaking up, and the troops of both flags are heading home, perhaps to fight again another day. Public Service Company still owns the Seabrook plant, and the police still own Route 1. For 48 hours, it has been a very curious war; in honest-to-God battles people die. At Seabrook the NLF walked around the vegetable garden...