August Friends Journal

July 31, 2024

The August issue of Friends Jour­nal is avail­able online. There’s no theme to this issue, which makes it kind of a “Best of” for the arti­cles we’ve received over the late spring. It’s hard to pick favorites but I’m real­ly excit­ed by Michael Lev­i’s “White Suprema­cy Cul­ture in My Clerk­ing.”

Anoth­er favorite is Jean Soder­lund’s look at Lenape Peo­ple, Quak­ers, and peace in the sev­en­teenth cen­tu­ry. I reached out to Jean after read­ing her 2015 book, Lenape Coun­try: Delaware Val­ley Soci­ety Before William Penn. On of her the­ses was that a lot of the cul­ture of peace that we’ve attrib­uted to Penn­syl­va­nia Quak­ers was already well in place along both shores of the Delaware Riv­er long before Pen­n’s arrival, nego­ti­at­ed by the Lenape who pro­tect­ed it through a suc­ces­sion of Dutch and Swedish set­tle­ments and gov­er­nors. As I wrote in my open­ing col­umn this month:

Friends have often spent a lot of time think­ing about Quak­er cul­ture and jus­ti­fy­ing it to our­selves and oth­ers. Our his­to­ries and the sto­ries we tell about our­selves have often been craft­ed to pro­vide a uni­fied vision for who we should be now. It’s a con­tin­u­al process, and sto­ry­telling con­tin­ues to shape our self-image today.

Who Do We Think We Are?

I think a lot of what has become Amer­i­can Quak­er cul­ture was forged in the first fifty years of Philadelphia-area gov­ern­ing and that if we’re to under­stand who we are now, it helps to under­stand how a band of per­se­cut­ed rad­i­cals in Eng­land adapt­ed to becom­ing landown­ers, col­o­niz­ers, and gov­er­nors over a some­times unwill­ing land of Lenape, Swedes, Dutch, Finns and non-Quaker English.

Have we abandoned all hope for a viral Quakerism?

April 25, 2018

So a curi­ous sta­tis­tic: so far no one has sub­mit­ted any arti­cles for the August Friends Jour­nal issue, “Going Viral with Quak­erism.” Is this a sign that we’ve all just giv­en up all hope of Quak­er spir­i­tu­al­i­ty mak­ing a dif­fer­ence in the world?

Prob­a­bly not: there are many issues for which we only get sub­mis­sions in the last week before dead­line (or the week after dead­line, which is not to be encour­aged). But if you are think­ing of writ­ing, or have been mean­ing to encour­age a friend with vision to send us some­thing, then by all means sit down in front of a keyboard.

Also, the issue after that is non-themed. If you’ve ever had any ques­tions for writ­ing a gen­er­al sub­mis­sion, let me know in the com­ments or direct mes­sage me. I’m writ­ing some­thing about that process this week.

The PTSD of the suburban drone warrior

June 16, 2015

Some­thing I’ve long won­dered a lot about, As Stress Dri­ves Off Drone Oper­a­tors, Air Force Must Cut Flights.:

What had seemed to be a ben­e­fit of the job, the nov­el way that the crews could fly Preda­tor and Reaper drones via satel­lite links while liv­ing safe­ly in the Unit­ed States with their fam­i­lies, has cre­at­ed new types of stress­es as they con­stant­ly shift back and forth between war and fam­i­ly activ­i­ties and become, in effect, per­pet­u­al­ly deployed.

I men­tion this toward the end of my review of The Bur­glary, the sto­ry of the 1971 anti­war activists, and it’s some­thing I’ve been try­ing to pull from poten­tial authors as we’ve put togeth­er an August Friends Jour­nal issue on war. Much of the day-to-day mechan­ics of war has changed dras­ti­cal­ly in the past 40 years — at least for Amer­i­can soldiers.

We have sto­ries like this one from the NYTimes: drone oper­a­tors in sub­ur­ban U.S. cam­pus­es killing peo­ple on the oth­er side of the plan­et. But sol­diers in Bagh­dad have good cell phone cov­er­age, watch Net­flix, and live in air con­di­tioned bar­racks. The rise of con­trac­tors means that most of the grunt work of war — fix­ing trucks, peel­ing pota­toes — is done by near­ly invis­i­ble non-soldiers who are liv­ing in these war zones. It must be nice to have crea­ture com­forts but I’d imag­ine it could make for new prob­lems psy­cho­log­i­cal­ly inte­grat­ing a war zone with normalcy.