Bill the Cat Heads Home
from No Compromise Issue 29
 

by Erica Ryberg
Copyright 2006, all rights reserved

"Don't mourn. Organize" - Bill Rodgers, December 22, 2005

In the dark night of the Winter Solstice, the spirit of Bill Rodgers, a.k.a. Avalon, slipped through the bars of his cell, down the institutional corridors of the Coconino County Jail and out into the crystalline Flagstaff air. He left behind charges of arson and feelings of betrayal and came home to the heart of his community.

Most of his friends said that they felt him close by following his jailbreak. During a nighttime memorial ceremony in which they remembered his warrior spirit, a picnic table burst into flames at a crucial moment. They put out the fire, blew out the remaining candles and remembered Bill in the darkness he loved so well. Surrounded by the scent of Ponderosa pine and granite, his friends lingered a few moments more before gathering around the campfire to tell stories of Bill.

Bill attended Prescott College in northern Arizona in the late 1980s. While there, he strengthened his interest in activism, eventually getting involved with EarthFirst! actions in Idaho and several other western states. He returned to Prescott a decade later and set up the Catalyst Infoshop with his partner, Katie Nelson, two years ago. The shop provides books, 'zines, and activist support, and it is above all a center for environmental and social justice.

One of Bill's last campaigns before his arrest in early December provided support and news of Matt Crozier and Rod Coronado. The pair was facing conviction for charges relating to direct actions they took to protect in mountain lions in Sabino Canyon. The lions were feeling the effects of human encroachment, and in a scene becoming common in the increasingly-cluttered West, they were also losing their fear of humans.

Throughout his adult life, Bill suffered the consequences of that same encroachment, and like the wildcats he resembled in movement, nocturnal habits and stealth, he also lost his fear - of the system.

"He was a small man, delicate bones and gentle movements, who sometimes moved - I swear! - like a cat," said friend Gene Dilworth in an email.

Bill's affinity for cat symbolism found expression in the Catalyst's logo, a black cat shattering a pane of glass.

In the Catalyst newsletter, The Stray Cat, he wrote, "The black cat reminds us of nighttime, of that 'other world'- a world of possibility. Whether it's spiritual or political, we can move through that world with all the grace and stealth and cunning of cat. At night we are no longer prey to our masters, but predators seeking to change the established order and create a more just society - by whatever means necessary."

Bill's last act as a wild-loving warrior set him free. Moments before suffocating himself, he wrote, "I have not departed. I have merely changed form. With or without me, the resistance grows stronger everyday."

Bill's memory continues through the dedicated actions of other warriors. On New Year's Eve, the A.L.F. in Spain liberated 26 beagles in his name.