Well, my permanent 8-person tent is up in addition to another smaller tent, and everything is hooked up for electricity by solar panels by the good graciousness of Texas Campaign for the Environment! Yah! An… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 26
Day after Thanksgiving at Gate 3 and it is ultra-quiet and WHITE. All the vehicles on the plant site are white trucks. I’m driving this white truck until Ole Red gets fixed with a new water… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 25
Well, I have to say today I felt the hunger strike hit me like a wall. Lightheadedness, nausea, and weakness. Normally there is a weakness early in the morning, but I gain energy during the… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 24
So this happens during a fast: you realize you reach a line when it stops being your body that’s carrying the fast and it becomes the heart and mind. I have always said a hunger… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 23
Well, all I can say for today is that it is blowing a gale. White caps all over the bay when I came across the causeway. The truck was rocking to a cowboy song I… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 22
Dear Mr. Chairman, Yes, day 20. Here I am again writing you. I am not even sure you are reading these letters at this point, but I will continue writing until there is a response. There was… Read More »Day 20: Dear Mr. Chairman
Day 19 and I’m walking like an old grandma –which I guess I am. Slowly dragged all my flags out then pounded a few in the ground, and after finding my chair and positioning it… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 19
Had an entirely different truck in the ditch today. A white one to take the place of Ol’ Red until she is fixed. There is an ace mechanic in town, but he has 40 broke… Read More »Formosa Plastics Hunger Strike: Day 18
Today marks the 17th day of Mrs. Diane’s fasting for the Hunger Strike. Over the past 17 days, she has consumed nothing but water. She and I have completed a busy and exhausting three-day speaking… Read More »Day 17: A Poem Honoring Diane
