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A Passion for Peace

 

You couldn't miss Richard Crump on a peace vigil. Despite needing a walking stick, he was full of vigour, denouncing the government's wars  with the passion of an old Testament prophet. With his bushy beard and home made placards he looked like one too. And when he stood, as he often did, alone outside the Houses of Parliament with one of his pithy messages, he couldn't fail to catch the attention of passers by.

Richard died last December, aged 85, still campaigning up until the end.  In honour of his extraordinary life and actions, the Campaign Against Depleted Uranium launched a protest called Top Crumps.Activists were  invited to place their own Crump-style placard somewhere they thought the message was needed.

Richard was a dear friend of ours, and  sorely missed, so I was keen to join in.  7th November is Remembrance Sunday in this country, an event that has become subverted from its original aim of remembering the suffering of war to prevent it, to glorifying the war dead in a ceremony of national jingoism. With civilians and soldiers in Afghanistan dying every week, I feel this is inappropriate. So  I left my placard on our local war memorial. "Dulce et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori - Still an old LIE," I wrote "Bring the Troops Home". It seemed the best way to remember Richard, an ex-serviceman himself. I  hope he would have approved.

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