Two days ago this time I was sitting in General Assembly in Dewey Sq.
A couple of hours later I was linking arms with friends and
strangers, waiting for the police to arrive. The police were coming
to remove us from the Greenway, a small piece of park half a block from
the one occupied by tents for the last week and a half.
It was never clear whether we were to be removed from both spaces or
only from the Greenway. We divided ourselves evenly between the two
spaces, about 200 people to each. I ended up in the older encampment,
which in the end the police left alone.
This is what we looked like. And
this.
The was a hectic hour between the GA consensus to stay on the Greenway
and non-violently accept arrest, and organized into lines. I moved
tents, and yelled at people, and passed out my sharpies to get the
National Lawyers Guild number onto as many arms as possible. After
that, things got very quiet.
Waiting for the cops is a strange feeling. It's a little like being
in a car crash, the moment when I realize that I'm not in control
anymore, and I just need to hold on until I stop moving, and then take
stock. Only Monday night, it went on for three hours.
Around 3 the police vehicles left, with 141 of our number, although we
didn't get that count until they were all released. The garbage
trucks drove off, with the tents, signs, and assorted belongings of
the folks camped on the Greenway. As people spending the night
settled into groups to debrief, we collected some trash and headed
back to Somerville.
I'll be back in Dewey Square tomorrow to participate in the Logistics
Commitee, and to attend the GA. I'll be writing more about what I'm
doing and why in the coming days. If you're local, and you haven't
been down; if you're waiting for someone to show you around, or you
have questions, drop me a line.