Tuesday night I was in Oakland participating in the demonstration there against racial injustice. It did not end well.
I’ve attended several demonstrations in my life. Most prominently in my mind: a demonstration in 2003 in Seattle against the looming US invasion of Iraq, a couple of Occupy Wall Street demonstrations in Oakland at Frank Ogawa Plaza where I was again Tuesday night, and several demonstrations in Nicaragua in 1992. I’m not much of a shouter or chanter, so I’ve always been more of an observer than an active participant, but always aware that I was contributing one more body to the crowd and participating in that sense, and also complicit in that sense.
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