Fear and Remembering in a Calais Winter

Fear and Remembering in a Calais Winter

A Facebook feed memory stopped me in my tracks. Normally these things are innocuous — posts about meeting friends, delivering a talk, something funny heard on the bus — but this cast me back six years to a wintry afternoon in the so-called “Calais jungle,” listening...

Police Use Brute Force to Block Food for Refugees

A heavily armed CRS, or Compagnies Républicaines de Sécurité (the French National Police), officer brought his baton down on my hand as he prevented me from carrying a box of food to a group of refugees. This unnecessary aggression reinforced a total prohibition on...

Refugees Cling to Life and Hope After Calais Jungle

I visited again in mid-May the site of the so-called “Jungle” in Calais, France, where refugees had created a makeshift camp. I caught up with friends in the warehouse, met new people in the Catholic worker house and went shopping with my favorite monk....

Witnessing the Last Gasp of French Refugee Camp

It is the curse of today’s world that companies and organizations, even governments, think it is efficient and cost-effective to run any operation with the minimum number of staff. It isn’t. I arrive at a virtually empty house to be invited to take a young...