Thursday, August 28, 2008

last executed witch


Swiss exonerate Europe's last executed witch

I found this article today. It is always good to remember that a great many people, mostly women, were tortured and murdered because they were different or pretty or uppity or otherwise did not conform to the mores of Christian society. They were tortured into agreeing that they committed impossible atrocities and forced to give the names of their friends and loved ones so that they too could be tortured. When I think about water boarding and stress positions and the current shame of my country being involved in torture. I remember my sisters from the past and the uselessness of torture as a tool. We too can get terrorists to tell us they had sex with Satan. People who are being tortured will tell the torturer whatever the torturer wants to hear. Truth is not important. Maybe we can get some names though and torture more people. Does anyone really think that would be good information?

By THOMAS BRUNNER, Associated Press WriterWed Aug 27, 10:49 AM ET

A woman beheaded after she was accused of causing a girl to spit pins and convulse was exonerated Wednesday, more than 200 years after she became the last person executed as a witch in Europe.

The decision to clear Anna Goeldi's name came after long debate in the eastern Swiss state of Glarus, and was taken in consultation with the Protestant and Roman Catholic churches.

Several thousand people, mainly women, were executed for witchcraft between the 14th and 18th centuries in Switzerland and elsewhere in Europe. Yet Goeldi's trial and beheading in the village of Mollis took place at a time when witch trials had largely disappeared from the continent.

Goeldi, who was executed in 1782, was a maidservant in the house of prominent burgher Johann Jakob Tschudi. Tschudi, a doctor and magistrate, allegedly had an affair with Goeldi, according to a book published last year by local journalist Walter Hauser.

Last year, the canton's executive branch and the Protestant Church council both rejected considering an exoneration. The government said then it saw no need to make a "celebratory apology for injustice 225 years ago."

The Glarus government has said that the Protestant Church council, which conducted the trial, had no legal authority to do so and had decided in advance that Goeldi was guilty. She was executed even though the law at the time did not impose the death penalty for nonlethal poisoning.

Goeldi's execution was even more incomprehensible as it happened in the Age of Enlightenment when "those who made the judgment regarded themselves as educated people," the government said.

"In spite of that they tortured an innocent person and had her executed, although it was known to them that the alleged crime was neither doable nor possible and that there was no legal basis for their verdict."

The exoneration also was an acknowledgment that an unknown number of other innocent people whose cases cannot be reviewed had been killed over the centuries. The Glarus government did not assume any responsibility, however, for past wrongdoings.

The Glarus government said in June it would contribute $118,000 to an upcoming theater play on Goeldi as "additional sign" of her rehabilitation. A museum on Goeldi was opened in Mollis last year on the 225th anniversary of her death.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

New quilts


This quilt was inspires by a quilt I saw in a book by Colleen Wise called "Casting Shadows"
I am interested in developing depth and shadow as well as the energy found from floating in space in my visions of quilts. Amazingly it only took 3 days to piece.

recent quilts


I went to Jonesborough Tennessee with some good freinds of mine on a fabric shopping trip. We had a great time and also visited a big Amish store a few miles further down the road.
First we went to Tennessee Quilts. This is a large shop with incredibly beautiful material. There is a small room upstairs which holds lots of good cloth on sale. I love scanning the rows of colors flowing like waves of possibility.I found a series of pieces (c) Ravello by Jinny Beyer for RJR fabrics. They are wonderful shades of feathers and I made this quilt with them.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

news

I was talking to some of my friends about the media yesterday. We talked about the bad news and the superficial news. We talked about what terrible trouble the world is in because we are inundated with worthless and unhelpful information.
I want to see and hear true news, News that matters and that helps people to make truly moral and ethical decisions in there lives. I want to hear news that will help us all to re-train our priorities toward what actually helps our neighbors, our communities and this place we call home. I want to here news that makes us all want to behave with more kindness toward each other and our living spaces.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Breakfast poem

Breakfast one morning

Breakfast was always ready
Egg, soft boiled perched in the china eggcup
Waiting to be whacked wide open by the butter knife
Toast and grapefruit sliced, buttered and sugared.
Nine-year-old hands reach across the oak table for the butter knife
Nine-year-old eyes glance toward Mother

It was 1969 but Mother wore post WWII fashion alla 1950
She was the essence of advertised modern perfection
She owned her place by imminent domain
She owned her appliance filled white middle class world
She owned her color TV
The TV held court next to the butter on the kitchen counter
Breakfast news served up red white and blue coffins
Good soldiers lined up, bagged and flagged
Mother had two sons in the Marines

Nine-year-old logic.
“Mom? Why would they fight us? With God on our side they must know they can’t possibly win.”
Another draped coffin is carried across the TV screen
Dragging Mothers well-kept 1950 modernity with it.
Nine-year-old hands take hold of the knife
“Mom? They must believe that God is on their side.”
The knife whacks the egg
Yoke bleeds broken yellow dripping down the side of the eggcup
Another coffin enters the screen
Flag rippling across the casket
It flutters and saturating ooze leaches into Mothers white middle class world.
An unkempt postmodern confusion she can no longer keep at bay
“Mom? Whose side is God on?”