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'It changed my life'
The legacy of the Free Speech Movement
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By Martin Snapp
Forty years ago, a recent graduate, Jack Weinberg ’63, was arrested for distributing civil rights leaflets on Sproul Plaza. Weinberg--who later coined the maxim “Never trust anyone over 30”--was bundled into a University police car. But, before it could take him away, more than 2,000 students sat down around it. They stayed there for 32 hours.
One by one, students climbed onto the car’s roof, taking care to remove their shoes first so as not to damage the vehicle, and voiced their opinions about the University’s ban on political activities on campus. It was the iconic action of the Free Speech Movement, a moment that transformed a generation.
“It changed my life,” said poster artist David Lance Goines, whose work came to define northern California’s graphic image. “I was studying classics and headed for an academic career. Instead, I was expelled from school and became an apprentice printer, which led to my artistic career--which would never have come to pass had I not been forcibly removed from the arms of my alma mater.”
Some Free Speech Movement members were veterans of Mississippi Freedom Summer earlier that year and were deeply influenced by the nonviolent militancy of Martin Luther King Jr. But the movement drew support from across the political spectrum, including fraternity boys, sorority girls, even Young Republicans.
Within months, there were “student power” demonstrations at UCLA, Harvard, Michigan, Wisconsin, Columbia, and dozens of other campuses, laying the groundwork for the larger anti-Vietnam demonstrations that came later. At the movement’s core was the eloquence and moral clarity of a forthright philosophy student from Queens, New York named Mario Savio.
For many baby boomers, including a Georgetown University freshman named Bill Clinton, Berkeley and Savio became symbols of all that was right about their generation. For others, including a Yale freshman named George W. Bush, they were the opposite. Ronald Reagan was elected governor of California two years later largely on his promise to “clean up that mess in Berkeley.”
The Free Speech Movement’s influence is everywhere. It is in course offerings and entire academic departments, such as ethnic studies, that had been unthinkable at universities across the country; in the decentralized design of UC Santa Cruz, meant to discourage mass protests; in the culture wars that continue to split the nation; and in the hearts of the people who lived through those heady days.
Restaurateur Alice Waters ’67 said, “Without FSM, there would have been no Chez Panisse.” Waters opened her trend-setting restaurant in north Berkeley in 1971, instigating a “delicious revolution” around the world. “Mario led by example, not by telling people what they ought to do, and I’ve tried to do that, too,” she said of Savio, who withdrew from the public eye in the late 1960s because he feared that a cult of personality was forming around him. (Savio died at age 53 in 1996 of heart disease after a lifetime of heart trouble.)
A member of the Free Speech Movement Steering Committee in 1964, State Assemblywoman Jackie Goldberg ’65, D-Los Angeles, continues in Sacramento as a voice for the powerless. In 1985, she persuaded the Legislature to declare October 1 “Free Speech Day” in California.
For others as well, the Free Speech Movement spurred deep changes. “It was the making of me,” said Lee Felsenstein ’72, an electrical engineering student in the ’60s who went on to help develop the Osborne 1, the first portable computer. “Before, I thought I was just part of a huge machine, where I would find my little place and do my little bit. But the FSM made me an adventurer.”
Marilyn Noble was on the ninth floor of Barrows Hall, delivering the first draft of her master’s thesis to her faculty adviser, when she looked out the window and saw the crowd around the police car. “I took my thesis and shoved it across his desk, and went down to see for myself,” she said. The next day, she and her friend John Sutake ’68 moved into Savio’s house at 3546 College Ave., which became known as FSM Central.
“John took over the phone, and I took over the household,” she said. “People would drift in, and I’d assign rug space for sleeping bags every night.” Noble’s vantage point as den mother gave her a unique view. “As I was cooking in the kitchen, I listened to the arguments going on, and I was struck by their scholarship and sophistication. These were highly educated people trying to figure out how to do the right thing. It was like listening to the founding fathers debating the Declaration of Independence. I kept thinking: The administration is full of idiots if they don’t realize what they’re up against.”
The impasse around the police car finally broke when negotiators reached a deal: The demonstrators would disperse, Weinberg would be booked and released, and the University would not press charges.
But the agreement broke down a few days later when the campus expelled the “ringleaders.” The Free Speech Movement held rallies and marches, and put out a record of “Free Speech Carols” (“Oski Dolls, pom-pon girls, UC all the way/Oh, what fun it is to have your mind reduced to clay”).
Things came to a head the afternoon of December 2, when 1,200 students, accompanied by folk singer Joan Baez singing We Shall Overcome, filed into Sproul Hall and held a sit-in.
Savio gave his most famous speech: “There comes a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part, you can’t even passively take part, and you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it stop. And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it, the people who own it, that unless you’re free, the machine will be prevented from working at all.”
At 3 a.m., the police moved in. Laura Murra ’71, now known as Laura X, witnessed it from a phone booth across the street. An hour earlier, the demonstrators had elected her to call members of the Academic Senate and ask them to come bear witness.
“I was on the phone with Owen Chamberlain, the Nobel laureate, when I looked up and saw truckloads of police coming down Bancroft,” she said. “One of them broke ranks and ticketed my car, which added insult to injury. Then I saw them dragging the students down the steps by their feet, so their heads would crack against the concrete with each step. The first person they busted was our lawyer, Bob Treuhaft. So I stopped calling professors and started calling bail-bonds offices.”
More than 800 students were arrested and sent to Santa Rita Jail. When they returned to campus, Protest before the FSM
Jo Freeman ’65, author of At Berkeley in the Sixties: Education of an Activist 1961-65, traces the origins of the Free Speech Movement to the labor and student activism of the 1930s, like this demonstration (right). That decade was the communist party’s most active; in the following years, California allies of anti-Communist Senator Joseph McCarthy passed legislation that required loyalty oaths of professors, and University administrators prohibited all political speech on campus. As the Civil Rights Movement began to grow, a student organization called SLATE educated and mobilized students to oppose racial discrimination, McCarthyism, and the University’s ban on political speakers, culminating in a confrontation in 1960 in which well-dressed students, many from Cal, demonstrated against House Un-American Activities Committee hearings and were fire-hosed down the steps of San Francisco City Hall. The incident helped galvanize opposition to HUAC and attracted political activists to Berkeley. Many students subsequently participated in Mississippi Freedom Summer, and demonstrated against discriminatory local businesses. In this context, the Free Speech Movement emerged in the fall of 1964.
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Seeking to calm things, UC President Clark Kerr convened an emergency campus-wide meeting on December 7 at the Greek Theatre. It went reasonably well until Savio walked up to the microphone. Campus police grabbed him and dragged him away, as thousands of students stood and roared in protest.
Recognizing what a public relations fiasco had occurred, Kerr ordered them to release Savio. But the damage was done. Later that day, 10,000 students rallied at Sproul Plaza. The next day, the Academic Senate voted, 824–115, to back the students.
A week later, University officials announced that political speech on campus would be regulated only by the First and Fourteenth amendments, which guarantee the rights to free speech, due process, and equal protection under the law. Edward Strong, the chancellor who had dug in his heels against the movement, was replaced by the more accommodating Martin Meyerson.
But it was a temporary victory for the students. Two years later, Reagan was elected governor, and his administration fired both Kerr and Meyerson within a year.
But the movement was empowering in the long run for many groups. Psychotherapist Devorah Goldberg ’66 saw women lead for the first time. “Before that, the men gave the speeches and ran the organizations, and we were the envelope lickers,” she said. “Because of the important role of women like Bettina Aptheker and Jackie Goldberg in FSM, I was actually able to be a leader and make speeches in graduate school during the strike against the Vietnam War.”
And Savio’s legacy lives. “He was so humble,” said Kate Coleman ’65, another member of the FSM Steering Committee. “I don’t think I really appreciated that until later, as the Left got ugly and started to eat its own.”
“It was a time when people were feeling their way and unsure about what to do, and he reflected that perfectly,” said professor Reginald Zelnik in an interview before he died last May. Zelnik, who joined the movement as a young faculty member, co-edited The Free Speech Movement: Reflections on Berkeley in the ’60s (UC Press, 2002). “He took his audience through his own thinking process, acknowledging his own doubts, before arriving at a conclusion. As an historian,” Zelnik continued, “I always like to remind people that nothing is as beautiful as it appears on the surface. But the FSM was as good as it gets. It certainly never got that good again.”
Martin Snapp, Boalt ’72, was a student at Yale when he first heard about the FSM. He is now a columnist for the Contra Costa Times, where this article first appeared in a different form.
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