“Leave the area now!” “Don’t move!” Jessica, Talib and I grabbed hands and ran. Officers swooped in on us from all directions and locked us down. The threats, their eyes, postures, weaponry said it all: We have the power, we don’t care how many cameras there are, we can do what we want and we will never have to be held accountable. I held Devin, one of the young brothers there with us, who struggled to control his breathing. He said, Im choking and a cop told him to stop or he would shoot him. I told the young man, Try not to move. Just lay still, I got you. The gun was at his chest. I looked at the cop and said Please, he is not doing anything. I tried to record the incident, but the cop had his finger on the trigger. I could feel Talibs hand on my back and Jessica behind me. We laid there until one Black officer said Let them go, we got who we wanted. In all my life I have never been so terrified. An accounting of what happened just an hour or so ago to a group that included Rosa Clemente, Jessica Jessica Care Moore, Talib Kweli, the head of the Dream Defenders and a few other brothers and sisters who did nothing but be Black and Brown and raise their voices on behalf of the people. This makes me want to vomit. I cant even see straight behind this madness.
Posted on: Wed, 20 Aug 2014 21:28:25 +0000
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