Under The Hood : An Anti-War GI Coffeehouse in Texas
Last updated July 28, 2008
The Under the Hood cafe offers an oasis for members of the military to gather and talk of issues of importance.Coming to Killeen: A GI coffeehouse in the grand tradition
I welcome the opportunity to meet fellow military in an atmosphere of peace and justice.
Ann Wright, U.S. Army colonel (retired);
Official of the U.S. State Department (retired)
By Tom Cleaver / The Rag Blog / July 22, 2008
I'd like to let you all know that "Under The Hood," a GI antiwar coffeehouse in Killeen TX, outside Fort Hood, will be opening soon. Under the Hood has been founded in the tradition of The Oleo Strut, the GI coffeehouse that was in Killeen from 1968-72, and is the focus of work by the Fort Hood IVAW chapter and their friends and supporters in Austin.
As one of the original staff of The Oleo Strut, I was quite happy this Spring to be able to bring 40 years of additional experience to bear on helping the GIs to organize the project, getting them an Austin law firm to do the work they needed to set up the Fort Hood Support Network pro bono, and to work with Jane Fonda to come up with the initial funding to get the site, equip it and operate it for the first several months. We're looking forward to opening on Labor Day Weekend.
We have a website that I invite you to visit. We have a PayPal account, or you can send a check to the Fort Hood Support Network. We are in the process of becoming a 501(c)(3) organization, so your contribution will be completely tax deductible.
For those of you who don't know about the GI antiwar movement and the coffeehouses back in the day, yours truly has written a history of the Oleo Strut. [See below.]
If you really want to "support the troops," this is the best way to do it. GIs stopped the war in Vietnam and they can stop the war in Iraq. Right now, Fort Hood is a collection of some 30,000 GIs assigned to the 1st Cavalry and the 4th Infantry Division. The average soldier there is 20 years old, has had two tours of combat, and is “stop-lossed.” The only way out of today's "Action Army" is a wheelchair or a coffin. The guys need your support and we need it on a continuing basis. The GI Antiwar Movement isn't going to stop at 12:01 p.m. on January 20, 2009 - we will be holding President Obama to his promises.
The troops support Senator Obama, so Progressives for Obama should support the troops.
Thank you in advance for your help.
Under The Hood is being launched in the spirit of its predecessor coffeehouse, The Oleo Strut. Below is a vivid history of The Oleo Strut, written by someone who was there.The Oleo Strut Coffeehouse And The G.I. Antiwar Movement
By Thomas McKelvey Cleaver
Writing in the June, 1971, Armed Forces Journal, Colonel Robert D. Heinl, Jr. stated: "By every conceivable indicator, our army that now remains in Vietnam is in a state of approaching collapse, with individual units avoiding or having refused combat, murdering their officers and noncommissioned officers, drug-ridden and dispirited where not near-mutinous... Word of the death of officers will bring cheers at troop movies or in bivouacs of certain units. In one such division, the morale-plagued Americal, fraggings during 1971 have been running about one a week....
As early as mid-1969 an entire company of the 196th Light Infantry Brigade publicly sat down on the battlefield. Later that year, another rifle company, from the famed 1st Air Cavalry Division, flatly refused -- on CBS TV -- to advance down a dangerous trail... Combat refusal has been precipitated again on the frontier of Laos by Troop B, 1st Cavalry's mass refusal to recapture their captain's command vehicle containing communication gear, codes and other secret operation orders... "
Shortly after this article appeared, President Nixon announced the new policy of "Vietnamization" and direct American combat operations came to an end within a year. In 1971, desertion rates were soaring, re-enlistment rates plummeting, and the United States Army was not considered reliable enough to enter major combat. Today, the G.I. Antiwar movement that accomplished this is little-known, but it was the threat of soldiers not being willing to fight and die that stopped that war. Soldiers refusing to fight is the most upsetting image to all of those who claim to rule, since the monopoly of armed force is their ultimate weapon to retain their power. Much of what they have promoted in the 37 years since Heinl wrote that article -- the all-volunteer Army, the Rambo version of Vietnam, the resurgence of patriotism that crested with the invasion of Iraq in 2003 --has been in direct response to the specter of GIs deciding a war wasn't worth it. The war against the war within the American military began almost as soon as America became directly involved in Vietnam, which can be dated to the so-called "Tonkin Gulf Incident," the excuse for direct American combat.
By 1966, veterans like my old friend, former Army intelligence specialist the late Jeff Sharlet - who would later found "Vietnam GI," the major GI antiwar newspaper - had returned from their tour of duty and were trying to tell those back in America who they met at college what the real truth was about the war they had served in. Many in the campus antiwar movement did not respond to we veterans, with some purists telling us we were part of the crime for our participation. Somehow we were neither fish nor fowl to many.
The result was that veterans began searching each other out. Eventually, in early 1967, Vietnam Veterans Against the War was founded in New York City and took part as an organization in the spring mobilization against the war. No one was more surprised than the veterans at the positive response they got from bystanders as they marched together as opponents of the war they had fought. By 1967, Fred Gardner, a former editor of the harvard Crimson who had served as an officer in Southeast Asia, had returned to civilian life.By September, Fred had raised enough money to start the organization he had been thinking about for two years: an group that would bring the antiwar movement to the GIs still in the Army who opposed the war.
In September 1967, Gardner and a group of friends arrived in Columbia, South Carolina, home of Fort Jackson. Jokingly known as the "UFO," a play on the military support organization USO, the coffeehouse quickly became the only integrated place in the city (this was the old South of the 1960s). The regulars soon consisted not just of black and white GIs, but also students from the local university. A few months later, Gardner returned to San Francisco where he established Summer Of Support (later called "Support Our Soldiers") which was to coordinate the spread of similar coffeehouses to other Army bases. The first two were to be outside Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri, and outside Fort Polk in Louisiana. The Missouri coffeehouse managed to open, while the organizers sent to Louisiana were run out of town before they could even obtain a site for a coffeehouse. Fort Hood was chosen to replace the Fort Polk operation. At the time, no one knew what a momentous decision this would be.
In August, 1967, riots broke out in Detroit, and the 101st Airborne Division was sent to stop it. This was the first time active Army troops had been used to quell a civil disturbance in the United States since the Civil War. In April 1968, Dr. Martin Luther King was assassinated, and riots spread across the country. In response, the Army was called on to establish an organization for suppression of riots that were feared that summer as the time got closer and closer to the Democratic National Convention, to be held in Chicago that August.
Fort Hood in 1968 was the main base where Vietnam veterans who had six months or less left on their enlistments were sent upon completion of their tour of duty in the war. Somehow, the Army thought that these combat veterans would be perfect for use in suppressing the war at home. The Army brass weren't the only ones who didn't know the mood of the troops. Neither did we. These were men who had experienced the Tet Offensive, men who had known the truth before Tet - that America was not winning the Vietnam War. They were turned off from their experience and unwilling to participate in a new war, a war against their fellow citizens. Killeen at the time was a typical "old South" garrison town. The town lived off the soldiers, but hated them at the same time.
Soldiers at Fort Hood were seen by the businessmen in town as being there strictly for the picking. Avenue D was a collection of loan sharks (borrow $30 and pay back $42 - the payday loan industry's been around a long time), pin ball palaces, sharp clothing stores - one had $100 alligator shoes, a brilliant green Nehru jacket in the window with 12 feet of racks stacked with cossack shirts in satin colors - insurance brokers, and overpriced jewelry stores. If a soldier walked into one of these establishments and didn't pull out his billfold within ten minutes, he'd be asked to leave. Local toughs - known by the derogatory Texan term "goat ropers" - carried on their own war against the GIs, who they would try and catch alone at night and with assault and robbery on their minds. The local police generally sided with the "good old boys" against the "outsider" GIs.
The town was as segregated as any in the South; there was an active Klavern of the KKK to enforce segregation. Killeen had grown from a population of 500 in 1940 (when Fort Hood was established to train Patton's coming armored corps) to around 35,000 by 1968. It was not a place that was going to welcome "outside agitators" from California and Massachusetts, as we were. I remember an organizer for the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee who visited that September and told me he considered Killeen more dangerous than Sunflower County, Mississippi.
The Oleo Strut opened on July 4, 1968, with a public picnic in the local park. GIs had been checking the place out over the previous month as the staff worked to set it up, and there was a large enough crowd that a reporter from the New York Times thought the event important enough to write a story about, that received national play. The coffeehouse was given the name "The Oleo Strut." An oleo strut is a shock absorber, and we saw this as a metaphor for what we hoped the place would be for the soldiers we hoped to work with. We had no idea what a shock we were about to absorb.
Within a week of opening, soldiers were coming in at night to tell us of riot control training they were taking part in during the day. They'd been told they were going to Chicago to "fight the hippies and the commies" who were going to show up for the Democratic Convention the next month. They were terribly upset at the thought of having to possibly open fire on Americans who they agreed with about the war and the need for change here in America. Soldiers were talking about deserting, about running away to Mexico, about "doing something." Our response was a little yellow sticker, two inches by two inches. On it was a white hand flashing the "peace sign," backed by a black fist. We printed up 1,000 of them and passed them out. GIs said they would put these on their helmets if they were called into the streets, to identify themselves to the protestors. At this point, the Army got very upset with us.
The Monday of the convention, 5,000 troops were ordered to board the transports. They were headed for the Great Lakes Naval Training Center in Chicago, as backup for the Chicago Police Department. As the soldiers were preparing to board the airplanes, the bravest act of antiwar protest I ever knew of happened. 43 Black soldiers, all combat veterans, refused to board the airplanes. Due to the self-separation of the races on the base, we had no idea this was going to happen. The Black troops had organized themselves. They knew what they were going to get for this. The minimum qualification to be one of those who would refuse was the Bronze Star and the Purple Heart, so the Army wouldn't be able to call them cowards.
As this was happening on the base, we were on the way from our house to the Oleo Strut, when we were stopped by the Killeen Police. A search of the car found drugs - we knew immediately we were set up, since we were completely drug-free. We also knew immediately what a terrible threat this was, since at that time the possession of a joint could get one a sentence of 20 years in Huntsville Prison, as had recently happened to an SNCC organizer in Houston who'd had marijuana planted on him by an undercover officer. We were scared. In the end, only Josh Gould was held, since he had been identified as our "leader." He would stay in the Bell County Jail for six weeks until the Bell County Grand Jury would vote a "no bill" on the indictment, thanks to the tireless efforts of local attorney Davis Bragg.
The world knows what happened in Chicago. A government cannot put soldiers on the street without the prior knowledge that if they are ordered to crack heads, they all will. No one knew how many of the GIs would carry out their threat of resistance if put in the streets, so all were held back. Deprived of their military backup, the Chicago Police Department staged their historic "police riot." The GI antiwar movement had inflicted its first major blow against the government.
In the months following, the antiwar movement took hold at the Oleo Strut. Soldiers started publication of "The Fatigue Press," an underground newspaper we ran off down in Austin on a mimeograph the local SDS chapter found for us on the UT campus. In November, 1968, GIs from Fort Hood staged an antiwar teach-in at UT, despite the best efforts of the Army to close the base and prevent their participation. We also endured the daily reports of the court-martials of the 43 Black GIs, each of whom received several years in Leavenworth and a Dishonorable Discharge for their courageous act.
Perhaps most importantly, a GI named Dave Cline walked through the front door that September. Wounded in action with the 25th Infantry Division the year before, Dave was only now out of an extended tour of Army hospitals to deal with his wounds. He was completely dedicated to the cause of opposition to the war, and became the center of the GIs who were involved in anti-war activities on-base. He became the editor of Fatigue Press.
In later years, the rest of the country and the world would come to know Dave Cline, who spent all his life until his death on September 15, 2006, from the wounds he received in Vietnam, fighting for peace and justice as the President of Veterans for Peace. He fought the Veterans Administration for proper care and benefits for all Vietnam vets, fought for both American and Vietnamese victims of Agent Orange; he fought against America's intervention against the Central American revolutions in the 80s; he stood up against the attack on Panama, the Gulf War, and intervention in Somalia in the early 90s; he opposed the bombing of Serbia and Kosovo in 1999 and traveled to Vieques to show solidarity with the people of Puerto Rico in their fight to stop the U.S. military using it as a practice range; he organized against the invasions of Afghanistan and Iraq, and as his last act organized a Veterans for Peace caravan to bring relief to New Orleans after it was devastated by Hurricane Katrina and neglect by every level of government. A GI Dave knew in the 25th Infantry Division was so impressed by him that in 1986, that GI - Oliver Stone - memorialized him as the main character of "Platoon." Things weren't all heavy politicking.
Then as now, Austin had an active music scene and I was able to find bands willing to make the trek up I-35 to entertain the GIs. The most popular of these bands that fall of 1968 was a new blues band fronted by a great young singer who was only 16. Given they couldn't play in the Austin bars due to his age, they were happy to come up and play for the peanuts I could offer. The place would be packed whenever they appeared. 18 years later, in 1986, when I was at the United States Film Festival in Dallas, Stevie Ray Vaughn recognized me and thanked me for being the first guy to ever give him a break. Over the years between 1968 and 1972, when the Oleo Strut finally closed, many name musicians came and entertained the troops. Among them were Pete Seeger, who played to a packed house in 1971, followed by Country Joe McDonald and Phil Ochs. By 1970, there were some 20 coffeehouses - not all part of Support Our Soldiers - to be found in the vicinity of Army, Air Force, Marine and Navy bases across the country. Their most important role was giving soldiers who had come to understand how wrong the Vietnam war was the knowledge they were not alone.
Eventually, this dissent within the military spread to the front lines in Vietnam, as reported by Colonel Heinl. Of the three original SOS coffee houses, the UFO was closed in 1970 by a court order declaring it a "public nuisance." The coffeehouse outside Fort Leonard Wood succumbed to harassment and threats in 1969. The Oleo Strut stayed open till the war ended in 1972. Today, the site of the coffeehouse on the corner of 4th and Avenue D (101 Avenue D) is an office complex. One can still, however, find the red paint in the cracks of the sidewalk that was thrown on the door and windows weekly, back 40 years ago.
Source / Under The Hood
Friends,I am proud to say that at Liberation News Service, where I worked with Thorne Dreyer and others on this Rag/Texas list, we were fully informed about the Oleo Strut and other anti-war coffee houses, and we did everything we could to support and promote them and their important work.
Thanks to Tom Cleaver for the fascinating history of the Oleo Strut. Of course, he is correct that the Oleo Strut was an inspiration for the idea to open a coffeehouse in Killeen. I'd like to add a bit more information regarding the current project. First, the work to establish 'Under the Hood' began after several active duty GIs from Ft. Hood IVAW and Cindy Thomas, a supporter whose spouse is currently deployed in Iraq , asked for assistance. Alice Embree and I agreed to help. It was the vision of these young GIs which motivated us. With Tom's fundraising talents, the help of an attorney with military law expertise, and the determination of Cindy, a Killeen army wife, we have made a lot of progress.
Though much has been done, including incorporating, launching a website, and initial fundraising, clearly, there is much, much more work ahead of us. If you followed the link to our website, you saw that it is not quite ready for prime time, and that the Pay Pal donation link isn’t working yet. We are still finalizing the 501c3 filing. While we are optimistic, we are not certain that we can open by Labor Day.
The work we have done so far is just the beginning. Raising money to sustain the effort long term and securing resources (accounting, entertainment, counseling, maybe even carpentry!) will be an ongoing challenge. We are going to need all the help we can get; this will require a big commitment on the part of the Texas peace community. I think it is correct to say that this community understands how important GI resistance is to the movement. For this reason, I feel certain that we are all up to the challenges that this new initiative will present.
In Solidarity,
Fran Hanlon
The compassion that anti-war people had for the unfortunate low-ranking military guys in the Vietnam era was obvious to me, and this relates to the anger I feel every time I hear the stupid "urban myth" about anti-war protesters spitting at GIs. Not one of the hundreds of anti-war activists I knew would dream of saying nasty things to a GI in uniform, much less spitting at him (or her).
Allen Young
Fuckin' Aye, my Friend!Agreed, the spitting thing never happened to me, or any vets I knew. The anti-war students at UT were much more likely to offer to buy me a cup of coffee in the Union, or a beer at Able's or Les Amis, and pick my brain about what happened in Nam, and how in hell I ended up volunteering. I felt no condescension or disdain... just peace, love, curiosity, and support for the Oleo Strut and VVAW.
It was a myth, perpetrated by the same oppressive assholes who were sacrificing my social class for capitalist hegemony in Asia. That spitting thing ... It never fuckin' happened. It was the Kennedy, Johnson, and Nixon supporters and the Pentagon hacks who spit on us. The Peace Movement loved us and worked hard, some giving up their lives (Remember Kent State?), to save us. Our gratitude to you and to the Thorne Dreyers and to David Hamiltons and to Alice Embrees is forever!
Doug Zachary
USMC 2499357
1968-1970
Peace,
Terry DuBose
No one ever spit on me, as a veteran that is. But I have spoken with at least one veteran who was spit on for being a Vietnam veteran. We must be careful never to say "never". The overwhelming truth is that the anti-war movement was and is kind to veterans. It is similar to bra burning stories. There may have been a woman or two who burned her bra in protest of sexism but that was never a regular event. Bras do not burn well unless they are 100% cotton. The usual bra is made of synthetics, burns poorly and makes noxious fumes as it does burn. Beware of burning spandex.Wow! about Tom Cleaver's article. I spent a lot of time at the Oleo Strut, especially when Bob Bower was going through his courtmartial for speaking at an anti-war rally in uniform, but I this is the first time I ever heard the full story. Thanks so much.
If someone had spit on me for being part of the army that killed a million Vietnamese then that would have been a very light punishment for my crime. But the anti-war folks understood what a shallow brain washed youth I had been and I did repent. The real punishment was having been there. Those who sent me deserve much more punishment than being spit upon.
Alan Pogue
One note: I finally got involved with a right wing wacko in Seattle, and he explained to me that yes, it did happen [the spitting], and a lot. I asked him to tell me a specific. And he explained to me that he was told so by his drill sergeant, and that's when I understood that the military stopped at nothing to create a sense of isolation and alienation in our soldiers. Over the years I've wondered what other propaganda was casually crammed down their throats.
Pat Cuney
In 1985, [Don] Snell and I were part of a anti-nuclear bike ride to Pantex for the 40th anniversary of Hiroshima. On the first day, with the temperature at 103, we left the congregating area in Georgetown to ride to (whatever the name of that town near Fort Hood is)[Killeen].An excellant book on the spitting myth is "the spitting image" by Jerry Lembcke. in my own research I could only find one case of a Viet Nam vet betng spit on and that was Ron Kovic. He was spit on at the Republican Convention by a delegate who called him a communist for yelling "Stop the War".
Snell and I were older than the others. We were not in as good shape as the rest of the riders. If we saw a telephone pole, we stopped in its shadow to rest. Needless to say, we were the last to arrive at the evening dinner/sleep site. They'd sent out spotters to look for us.
But that's not why I'm writing . . .
As we rode around part of the perimeter of Fort Hood, we spotted a tavern. It looked military, but it also looked like we might be able to get something cool to drink. Politics be damned! We rested our bikes and went in.
We sat at a table and were ready to order when people came to talk to us outsiders. Why, they asked were we on bikes on such a hot day? Where were we going? Pulling up to full height, we told those military-looking people that we were on a pilgrimage to the only nuclear weapons facility in the country - 16 miles northwest of Amarillo. They could hardly believe us.
And then it started: Orange juices started to arrive. Good, nourishing food that would be easy on our tired bodies showed up. We were not allowed to pay a single cent, no tab, no tip. We were treated like cherished colleagues.
We ate, drank, celebrated our conviviality and got back on our bikes. But we were changed, knowing that there were good people everywhere, even in a hellish corner of Texas where we - in our total naiveté - had not expected to find them.
Ruth Roberts
Robert Pardun
Thomas Cleaver's article on the history of the Oleo Strut is one of the best things yet posted on the SDS site. Real original source history that is usually completely ignored in histories of the 1960s. I visited the Strut many times during that four year stretch. Saw both Joe McDonald and Phil Ochs perform. Every trip back was always accompanied by the local police pulling you over and harassing you as you were leaving town. One time they accused me of "pissing on the side of the Killeen State Bank" while they were holding guns to our head and tossing our car. Then they let us go after they berated us with threats and insults. Same old same old.Also see David Zeiger : Did the GI Movement End the Vietnam War? / The Rag Blog / July 25, 2008
It should also be noted that the publisher of the Killeen Daily Herald (name escapes me) and Frank Mayborn with the Temple Daily Telegram were both strongly allied with Lyndon Johnson. They definitely took the existence of the Oleo Strut very personally.
Each time we were stopped the local marked unit was followed by an unmarked vehicle with a couple of guys who never got out of the car. Never was sure what agency this was. I always got the impression the local piss-ants were putting on their little show for the benefit of the guys in the unmarked vehicle. One of the worst places to pass through was the little town of Nash just outside of Killeen. You were almost guaranteed to get stopped there by their little gestapo cops if you had anti-war stickers on your car. One of them was about 5'7" and wore two pistols on backwards. A regular Johnny Ringo.
Does anyone have photos of Joe McDonald or Phil Ochs at the Strut? I had some of McDonald but they have vanished over the years after one too many moves between Texas and California.
It's a damn shame Sean Penn didn't follow through with his plans to do a film about Phil Ochs. He was red hot to do this at one time but it never came together.
About twenty years ago I was backpacking around some extremely remote villages in the Yucatan - just thatched huts, loud chattering monkeys, unpaved roads, not even a local cafe -- just little stands selling Cokes and stringy chicken tacos. Came around a corner and saw painted on the side of a caliche wall: "Long live Phil Ochs!" in big red letters.
Made my day.
Steve Speir
Austin / July 28, 2008
And Austin, 1969 : Bob Bower, Anti-War GI by Henry Mecredy / The Rag Blog / July 24, 2008
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