Tag: black lives matter
Is there a plan in America for social reconstruction? An example of Greece and backtracking.
As we move into the last half of 2020 its time to evaluate the experiences that the first half has given us. The global pandemic, the upcoming economic crisis and the rise of the BLM movement are all characteristics of the extreme contradictions of the capitalist system that we live in. As the protests continue,…
Timeline of Police Murders over Past 50 Years
A timeline of police murders that allows you to visually explore police violence over time, spanning from 2020 to 1968.
How to donate to the CHAZ/CHOP garden (#BlackLandMatters)
Marcus Henderson at the CHAZ/CHOP gardens. (Photo credit: Sarah Hoffman/Crosscut) by Hayley Steele and Babs Babson THE SEATTLE PEOPLE’S GARDEN, CHAZ/CHOP – On June 9th, 2020, Seattle activists created CHAZ/CHOP, a police-free zone of organized protest in the Capitol Hill neighborhood. Demands of the protestors include defunding the police, increasing Black and indigenous representation in…
Dispatches from the Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone (and Free CHAZ Photos You Can Use)
CAPITOL HILL AUTONOMOUS ZONE, EARTH Once you have an autonomous zone, what are you supposed to do with it? A little bit of everything, apparently. Walking around the Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone today, I spotted folks painting murals, playing with soccer balls, staffing a free store, giving out free pizza, strolling with dogs and babies.…
“I am 69 years old. I will never not be a racist.”: Reflections from a South African Expatriate
I am a racist. I grew up white in apartheid South Africa. My neighborhood, buses, trains, movie theaters, restaurants, schools, beaches were all strictly segregated. Even park benches were marked “Whites Only.” People of color were known as “Non-Europeans.” Non-Europeans built and cleaned and maintained my buses, trains, movie theaters, restaurants, schools, beaches, park benches.…
Yet Another Black Woman Assaulted by a Police Officer—THIS IS NOT OK
by Samara Hayley Steele Last Tuesday in downtown Berkeley, I was unlocking my bicycle in front of the game store on Shattuck at Allston, when I noticed a woman across the street. She seemed jolly and friendly. She was standing near an empty police car and chatting with passersby, saying, “Have you seen the owner…