I was there for 35 glorious months between '00 and '02. Still feels like yesterday. And that was even when the program was supposedly shortened. I keep in touch regularly with 2 other survivors, maybe a handful more semi-regularly. Most of the people who were there with me keep in touch through some myspace group or something but I really don't want anything to do with most of them.
I guess it's a good reason to let the students know they haven't been forgotten, but I don't think it'll work. If we posted up on the street across the cow field from campus, I'm sure the staff would just "close the outside" so the students wouldn't be able to see us. If we happened to be visible through the windows of one wing of the main house, I'm sure they'd just close that wing too. And even though they might not feel forgotten anymore, I personally know that if I looked out at a protest that had less protesters than program staff working that particular day, my sense of being forgotten would be replaced by pure discouragement. "That's everyone I have in my corner right now? Wow, I really am fucked...better get used to this weather..."
Like I said, I love the thought, and it would be great to be part of something like this. But as much as I care about those kids getting mindfucked up there right now, I couldn't possibly devote the time necessary to get the ball rolling myself. If I were you, Che, I'd still be in India come early March.
