Po'Lice Abuse/PIC

(SWP) Sitting While Poor: The people resist criminalization of poor peoples with Sit-Lie Laws

Ruyata Akio McGlothlin & tiny/PNN
Monday, March 1, 2010;

The War on the poor is in full effect
but now the soldiers are social workers,
po'lice and politicians
creating deadly legislations
and contracts...tiny 2006

"Harvey Milk fought the first sit/lie laws in the 1960's, " Tommi Avicolli-Mecca spoke to the crowd that gathered in front of City Hall on Monday to resist the newest institutional hate of houseless people to hit California, the Sit -lie ordinance.

Natives Celebrate Olympic Failure

The Native Youth Movement (NYM) is Native Peoples Liberation Movement, fighting for our People, our Land, and our way of Life.The Native Youth Movement is in the midst of becoming a Grand Council of Young and Old (Veteran/Battle Tested) Warriorz alike. A Warriorz Society with the Young Warriorz serving as the Physical protectors, and the O.G.s (Original Guerrillas) as the Advisor Warriorz, giving direction through lessons, age old teachings, previous battles, and from the Spirits and our Ancestors, who have passed on this responsibility of defending our Indian way.

Poor People Must Ride/Los Pobrez Tienen que Raytear: S.F. Community Voices Against Bus Fare Hikes

Gloria Esteva--Voces de Inmigrantes en Resistencia Thursday, March 25, 2010

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This Boy Had His Hands in the Air: Mayor Newsom and the Murder by Po'Lice of Cammerin Boyd

Wednesday, September 1, 2004

" I am here and I won't go away", A deep heat beat down on the alabaster concrete steps of City Hall on Thursday, while the melodious voice of Isabel (Mother) Boyd, Cammerin Boyd's grandmama began filling with tears of unjustified grief, " In May my grandson, Cammerin Boyd, was shot down like a dog in the streets, he was murdered." With each tear she brought everyday sounds and movements at City Hall to a complete stop.

NO More Stolen Lives! March and Rally in honor of Stolen lives of Po'Lice terror in Oakland.

Tiny aka Lisa Gray-Garcia/PNN
Monday, February 9, 2009

Clap , snap, clap the sound of batons clicking against skin they surrounded us. three rows in back of us, three in front one on either side. As far as the eyes could see, they were there, with swinging batons, thick boots on asphalt and helmuts down. They had no eyes, only weapons. Moving in formation, over 500 uniformed military po-lice entrapping mamaz, daddy's, brothers and sons marching in honor of stolen lives, of their sons, brothers, fathers, mothers, lost to the guns and weapons of these very po'lice.

Just Six More Steps…A houseless mentally ill man is murdered after one night in Santa Rita county jail

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

“ Mr. Freeman. .Mr. Freeman…are you listening to me.. I need you to understand me…you are no longer allowed on Telegraph avenue – if you are seen there, you will be arrested…”

The Tall man with the gray-black beard barely nodded while knocking his thin frame against the confines of his bright Orange Alameda county jail outfit. If he could only just focus on his feet – he knew he would be ok , but there was a wall in each direction . Steps.. he would just focus on the steps...

It was a warm night...A poem in honor of a young brother, Idriss Stelley, shot down by police


It was a warm night
the kind that drips
with pain

It was a warm night
filled with whispers
and screams

you can peel that
kind of night away
with your fingernails -
you can cry into
that kind of night
and no-one will hear you

it was a warm night
filled with you ...


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