Saturday, February 02, 2008

Ruth's Report

Ruth (of Ruth's Report): Thanks to Kat, I had a report last Sunday. I will be again participating in a roundtable at The Third Estate Sunday Review and I promised C.I. I would spend very little time on a report.

There are two things I am going to note briefly.

First up, time on public radio is precious. Shows do not have time to spare. For some reason WBAI's First Voices either cannot grasp that or disagrees. For the second week in a row, we had an extended mix. The most recent mix, on Thursday, went on for fifteen minutes. A large part of that was offering up a remix of Marvin Gaye's wonderful "What's Going On?"

As wonderful as the song is, if First Voices thinks that in their one hour a week, they can spare fifteen minutes at the top of the show for music, then possibly it is time that some other program received the time slot?

While most programs and programmers try to provide as much information and discussion as possible, a show on Native Americans that only has one hour a week on the schedule appears to think that the way to serve their time slot is to spin tunes. The week prior, First Voices exceeded my patience by extending their musical opening to ten minutes. Thursday, it went for fifteen. Pick your favorite public affairs or news radio program on public radio, or commercial radio for that matter, and imagine that it expected to you to endure ten to fifteen minutes of music before the program started?

Fifteen minutes after the hour is too late for a host of a public affairs show to begin speaking. For some reason the program has that time to waste.

When you grasp how little coverage Iraq is receiving from Pacifica Radio stations, there really is not any excuse for any program to wait fifteen minutes before beginning. If they have that time to 'spare,' their time slot needs to be reduced and listeners need to be provided with something other than Wolfman Jack hosting a public affairs program.

There are many important stories and issues for a weekly, one hour program covering Native Americans to devote time to. Somehow, spinning tunes for fifteen minutes does not strike me as covering issues or of strong programming.

The second thing I wanted to note was a passing. This is a press release sent into the public account of The Common Ills.


CONTACT: David McReynolds (212) 674-7268
Ed Hedemann (718) 768-8841


Ralph DiGia, World War II conscientious objector, lifelong pacifist and social justice activist,
and staffer for 52 years at the War Resisters League (WRL), died February 1 in New York City. He was 93.
DiGia was "without pretensions, one who wore his radicalism in his life, not on his sleeve," said
his long-time WRL colleague David McReynolds.
In addition to his decades at WRL, DiGia's activism took him through countless arrests and a
stretch in federal prison, thousands of meetings and hundreds of demonstrations, hunger strikes, a bicycle ride across Europe, relief work in Bosnia, and not a few New York Mets baseball games. 80 Years of Activism
Born in the Bronx to a family of Italian immigrants in 1914, DiGia grew up on Manhattan's
Upper West Side. A 1927 rally for Italian anarchists Nicola Sacco and Bartolomeo Vanzetti
set him on the path he would follow for 80 years.
At the College of the City of New York, where he was studying bookkeeping, DiGia signed the
"Oxford Pledge," refusing to participate in the coming war. In 1942, when the Selective Service
System ordered him to report for induction, he said he was a conscientious objector. But his
objections to war were based on ethics, not religion, and the draft board had no category for
secular COs. The U.S. attorney's office referred him to pacifist lawyer Julian Cornell, at the War
Resisters League; Cornell lost his case, and DiGia spent the next three years in federal prisons.
It was at Danbury Federal Correctional Institution in Connecticut, and later at Lewisburg Federal Penitentiary in Pennsylvania, that he met other draft resisters, like Dave Dellinger, who four decades later would be a defendant in the Chicago Seven case, and Bill Sutherland, who would move to Africa after the war and eventually become a pan-Africanist advocate for nonviolence. And it was in prison that he and other COs would use the only force available to them--a hunger strike--to compel the prison system to integrate its dining halls. (They won.)
After his release at war's end, he embarked in earnest on a life of activism, joining a New
Jersey commune with Dellinger. In 1951, DiGia, Dellinger, Sutherland, and fellow CO Art Emery
bicycled from Paris to Vienna, handing out antiwar leaflets as they went, urging Cold War
soldiers everywhere to lay down their arms and refuse to fight. In the early 1950s, he left the
commune and moved to the Manhattan area that would later be called Soho, where he lived for
the rest of his life. (He stayed in an apartment at 18 Spring Street after the building was
scheduled for demolition, after other tenants left and even when he had no water and had to shower at a nearby bathhouse.)
In 1955 he joined the WRL staff as a bookkeeper. In the early 1960s, he was arrested more than once for not taking shelter during "civil defense" drills. In 1964 he served four weeks in jail in Albany, Georgia (with, among others, the late peace theorist Barbara Deming) in the Quebec-Washington-Guantanamo Peace Walk organized by the Committee for Nonviolent Action.
Vietnam and After
As the Vietnam War escalated, so did the WRL--and DiGia's--resistance. He sent out literature, paid bills, and kept records--and organized demonstrations and counseled draft resisters. In
1971--when he was among 13,500 arrested in the May Day antiwar actions in Washington-- he married Karin, becoming stepfather to her children. Their son Danny was born in 1973.
He kept resisting war and militarism. In 1977, when thousands protested nuclear power at
Seabrook in New Hampshire, he was there. A year later he was arrested on the White House lawn, demanding nuclear disarmament. He was in Central Park in June 1982 when a million people said "No Nukes!" He was at dozens of demonstrations at the United Nations.
In the early 1990s, as the tensions in former Yugoslavia turned deadlier, Karin DiGia
transformed Children in Crisis, a nonprofit she had founded in the 1970s to address the issue of
missing children, into a Bosnian relief agency.
The work involved traveling several times a year to Bosnia and to Germany, where the agency also had headquarters. DiGia often accompanied her, becoming as beloved a figure in Bosnia as he was in New York.
Into his 80s, DiGia kept accumulating a record: He was arrested in Washington at WRL's "A Day Without the Pentagon" in 1998 and--possibly for the last time--at the mass protests against the
acquittal of the NYPD officers who shot Guinean immigrant Amadou Diallo in 1999. He continued his work at the WRL office through his 93rd birthday last December, although he had become a volunteer instead of a paid staffer in 1994. He even lived out his activism in the ball park: An ardent Mets fan, he remained seated--on principle--during the national anthem.
In 1996, the Peace Abbey, the multi-faith retreat center in Sherburne, MA, gave Ralph its Courage of Conscience award (previously given to civil rights activist Rosa Parks, poet Maya Angelou, and the Dalai Lama), "for his example as a conscientious objector and for over forty years of dedicated service at the War Resisters League." In 2005, WRL gave its 40th annual Peace Award to DiGia and his longtime colleague, former photographer Karl Bissinger.
This winter, after a fall and hip fracture, he developed pneumonia and died Friday in St.
Vincent's Hospital. Karin and their children were with him when he died.
DiGia is survived by Karin DiGia, his wife of 37 years; their children, Howard, David, Brenda,
Melissa and Daniel, his granddaughter Kyla, and his brothers, Robert and Mario. Contributions in his memory may be made to the War Resisters League.

War Resisters League
339 Lafayette St.
New York, NY 10012

Take at least a moment to note the passing of someone who worked his entire life to make the world a better place.