Friday, March 9, 2012 / 7:48 am

Fukushima’s 1st Year Anniversary

When will we ever learn?

by Donna Schoenkopf

child being checked for radiation
child being checked for radiation at Fukushima

Years ago, when my kids were still kids, I loaded them into the car along with some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and fruit for our lunches, and drove to the Diablo Canyon nuclear power plant on the coast of Central California. 

It was a long drive.  We were all excited and happy and looking forward to doing our duty as citizens of the Earth by protesting Diablo Canyon's very existence.  We all knew the dangers of nuclear power.   Things like radiation leaks, the killing of the plant and animal life in the ocean waters that are used to cool the reactors, the fact that the damn thing was built on an earthquake fault, that the reactors begin to get brittle and crack after twenty years.  All this was on our minds as we drove up the Pacific Coast Highway alongside the shining sea.

When we got there we saw groups of people walking the wrong way.  We stopped to ask what was going on and were told that the demonstration was over.

We had gotten there too late.

So we gave our peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to a guy with long hair and a back pack and turned around and went home.

And now it's the first year anniversary of the Fukushima nuclear disaster.  And tsunami disaster.  Together.  Because Japan built their nuclear power plants on earthquake faults, too.

I am concerned about the lack of energy (pun intended) about the media calling attention to the horror of what happened in Japan.

I am concerned about the lack of protest over the proposal for new nuclear power plants being part of a comprehensive alternative energy plan.

I am concerned that the nuclear power industry, powered (pun intended) by a TON of money, is pushing, pushing, PUSHING for new nukes.

Enough is enough, People.


It's your duty as a human being.

Don't be too late in your protest.  Do … it … now!

Call this number 202-456-1111.

Or go here to send an electronic message.

(Nuclear power is MUCH worse than the Keystone Pipeline, folks.)

Donna Schoenkopf recently retired from teaching at 61st Street School in South Central Los Angeles, and has moved back to Oklahoma, where she spent her teens.


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