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Dear FOR-USA family, As I write you just after Election Day, from my home in the great republic of Brooklyn, New York, the election results are not yet fully known. What is certain, however, is that we have a great deal of work to do and some difficult days ahead as a nation. Will we have the courage to face

“We’re in the crosshairs of the intersection of climate disruption and the overwhelming ill effects of the domination code that is inbred in our culture.”

The Fellowship of Reconciliation (FOR-USA) joins peace-loving people around the world in celebrating the ratification this week of the United Nations Treaty on the Prohibition of Nuclear Weapons. Passage of the treaty happened on October 24, 2020, an already auspicious date — the 75th anniversary of the United Nations — when Honduras became the 50th U.N. member state to ratify the convention. With this treaty,

Mark Charles Johnson departed this world on October 12, 2020 at his beloved cottage near North Creek, NY following a lengthy battle with cancer. His life-long fascination with ideas, history, language and people created networks that motivated and sustained him. He read voraciously and wrote poetry throughout his life, made excellent pies and enjoyed foraging, making jams and teas from

This article originally appeared in Waging Nonviolence. Turnout, especially in polarized times like these, wins elections. The stakes in this election — whether we have a livable planet, whether kids are incarcerated in detention centers and, perhaps, whether we continue to have a functional democracy — are high. And when the stakes are this high, it’s time to get creative.

Former FOR USA executive director Mark Johnson passed away in North Creek NY on October 12th. What follows is a personal remembrance from Ethan Vesely-Flad, FOR USA’s Director of National Organizing, a friend and former colleague of Mark’s based on his visit to Mark while he was in hospice. Dear Mark, You lovingly read your poetry to me a fortnight