June 27, 1968
by Amy
Coleman and Glasses think that we (Bea, Lesley and me) should go to the Induction Center tomorrow and undress in protest. In their minds, they believe stripping would distract cops and young boys appearing in front of the draft board.
At first, I didn't think they were serious, but they are. Coleman says that Bea is too flat chested to be truly effective, but since Lea and I are stacked we could put ourselves to good use.
I don't know how I feel about this. I don't know what we should do. Lesley thinks we should agree to do it, because we'd be using our special skills to help stop the war.
I don't know if all this is in response to the Yips and all their hijinks. Under normal circumstances, Glasses wouldn't entertain this kind of idea because he thinks that the Yips have made things difficult for the rest of us. But then, sometimes he feels badly that we end up getting criticized for not being any fun. He would like people to know that we're not stuffy like Progressive Labor.
I understand all this, but I'm just not sure. Lesley and I told them that we'd think about it. Coleman asked if it was because we were afraid. "Baby, I'd never let anybody hurt you," he kept saying to me. "I won't let anybody attack you or anything."
But that's not the problem. I don't relish the idea of a bunch of strangers seeing me naked. I don't know of any woman - besides a slut - who would get excited about it.
Lesley thinks we could do it, but I want to talk to Bea first. We'll see what she says.
