POWER TO THE PEOPLE?
Starting senior year in September 1968, Cal and I very aware of the student protests taking place all around the world, we vowed to each other that we would make Riordan better than the two other Roman Catholic high schools in San Francisco. (nice try, Al!)
Sacred Heart was considered blue-collar and St. Ignatius was the “Harvard” of The City, run by haughty Jesuits and attended by the children of the wealthy and power elite.
Together, Cal and I started KEAG ~ the school’s first ever radio station.
Broadcasting live from the school band room during lunch, we would play the 45 RPM sounds of Led Zeppelin, The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Janis Joplin, The Grateful Dead, Blue Cheer and of course lotsa Jimi Hendrix.
Newbie disc jockeys, in between songs we would narrate the latest news happening in San Francisco and around the globe.
A great way for us to get our rapidly increasing counterculture messages across, we would end every show shouting “Power to the People” ~ which of course did not make the school's administration any too happy.
Feeling my oats, I decided to resurrect the school newspaper dormant for many years and baptized it The Senior Axis ~ honoring Jimi Hendrix’s ballad “Axis Bold As Love.”
As the editor, I started writing articles about the needless killings of Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy, as well as the criminal recently selected into the White House called Richard Nixon.
Already despising him when he ran against Kennedy, for me Nixon was a corrupt antihero because of his true stance on Vietnam was done to support the military industrial complex by rattling China, and surely not saving South Vietnamese lives.
Summoned after lunch to the Dean’s office, Father Himmler started pacing the room face beet red and scolding me for airing and publishing non-approved by the administration views.
Responding that we were all entitled to voice our own opinions, he told me that I was out of line and that effective immediately, I would have to have my articles reviewed by him before printing.
Forgoing his instructions, I would ignore his line-outs and proceed with what I had already written.
Almost weekly requested to meet with Father Himmler because of my articles that I refused to let him edit, this war of the minds continued well into April 1969.
Incensed when I chose to go to work at Safeway instead of meeting with him, he warned me the next day stating that I was treading on very thin ice.
Pray to The Holy Spirit constantly and simply from your heart, just as earnestly as He was your very best friend.
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