I thought about Mom this morning when I woke up and read that The International Campaign to Abolish Nuclear Weapons won the Nobel Peace Prize, a recognition of its efforts to avoid nuclear conflict.
Mom was a peace activist. She was a member of the Los Angeles chapter of Women’s Strike for Peace and spent her last years fighting to ban the bomb.
She passed that gene on. As a teenager I helped form the first student chapter of the Committee for a Sane Nuclear Policy (SANE). We organized a couple of hundred L.A. high school students in a march down Wilshire Boulevard in 1964.
The idea of getting rid of nuclear weapons in the age of Trump may seem hopeless to many people.
Apparently it does not seem hopeless to the Nobel Committee. They have made some dumb choices for the Peace Prize in the past.
Not this year.
Banning nuclear weapons never seemed impossible to Mom.
To me neither.
What other choice is there?